#wilford warfstache x reader smut

[westanthewaterman]

Kinktober - 2/31

Pairing: Wilford x GN!Reader x Eric

Kink(s): Overstimulation + Toys

TW: overstimulation, toys, double penetration, use of good boy (for Eric)

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Eric keens softly, white-knuckling the sheets and trying to move away from the vibrator pressed inside him. 

Wilford snickers behind you, rolling his hips forward and sinking his cock into you once more. 

“He looks so cute like this, doesn’t he, sugarplum?”

You nod with a soft moan, continuing to thrust the vibrator in and out slowly. 

“Pl-Please, it’s too much. I c-can’t take it.” Eric whimpers.

“Baby boy, you know what to do if you want it to stop.” Wilford reaches over you to stroke the smaller man’s cheek.  “Do you need to use your safe word?”

Eric lets out a broken moan but shakes his head. “N-No.”

“Good, now that’s what I like to hear!”

Wilford takes your hips in his hands, fingers digging in hard enough that you’re sure there will be bruises later, and starts to pick up his pace, fucking into you and forcing the air from your lungs. 

“Wilford, fuck!”

“That’s the idea, gumdrop, glad you’re catching on.”

You groan, dropping your head to rest your forehead on Eric’s thigh. Positioned like this, you have a perfect view of the way his cock twitches with every shallow thrust of the toy inside him. 

Temptation gets the better of you and you close the distance, taking the head of his cock into your mouth and sucking on it gently. Eric cums with a loud cry, one of his hands tangling into your hair. 

“That’s it, baby boy.” Wilford groans as you clench around him. “God, you’re so tight, gumdrop. You going to cum for ol Wilfy?”

You pull off of Eric’s cock with an obscene pop, moaning loudly and rocking back against the pink-haired man behind you. 

“I’m so close, Wilford, please.”

“What do you need, sugarplum?”

“Touch me, please.”

One of his hands wraps around you and slips between your legs. You cry out, bucking your hips down into his touch. 

“That’s it, sugar. I want you to cum for me now, want to give our baby boy a show for being so well behaved. Think you can do that?”

You nod wordlessly, gasping for breath and clenching around him once again. 

Wilford curses and slams into you, the head of his cock brushing over that perfect spot that sends you careening over the edge and into your orgasm. He’s not far behind you, hips stilling against your ass as he presses his chest up against your back, groaning softly. 

As the two of you catch your breath, you look up to see Eric still squirming above you, the vibrator still buzzing inside of him. 

“Oh baby,” you coo, “think you’ve got one more for us?”

[weirdlyhornyforegos]

Kinktober Day 9 - cock worship & praise

MINORS DNI!!!! Day 9 of Kinktober is: cock worship//praise - Wilford x gn reader. Was supposed to be a different prompt, but really wasn’t feeling it, this is a lot better!

Also posted on AO3 Kinktober masterlist is here

Wordcount: 900+

Tags/warnings: oral, cock worship, praise

You push Wilford’s naked form down on the bed and he goes willingly, bouncing with a grin on his face.

He moves so he’s in the middle of the bed, and you follow him after getting fully undressed yourself. He’s not fully hard yet, but you know it won’t take much before he is, so you settle on your stomach between his legs, kissing over his thighs as you watch his cock fill out.

It’s long and wide, and Wilford keeps his grin as he takes himself in hand, giving himself a few lazy strokes.

“This what you wanted, sugarplum?”

“Mhm.” Your eyes follow his hand, watching how it strokes over his cock as you can almost feel yourself drool.

“Well, what are you waiting for? You were the one that started all this.” You shift forward a little, and Wilford removes his hand from his cock. You lick a long stripe from his balls to the top of his shaft, taking the tip into your mouth and giving it a light suck.

One of Wilford’s hands comes to rest in your hair, not pushing, but very much there as you sink your mouth down a little further on his cock. You almost always note to yourself how Wilford almost tastes a little sweeter than a normal human should or could. Just another odd quirk of his you suppose.

You push that thought aside, instead focusing on feeling how heavy he is against your tongue. You take more of him in, hearing the hitch in his breath as your tongue moves as best as it can against you shaft, tracing a vein it finds there.

Wilford is newer one for being quiet, and now is no exception. He moans and groans as you start to bob your head, setting a comfortable rhythm. What you can’t get in your mouth you cover with a hand. Because even if you could deepthroat, there is no physical possible way for all of him to fit into your mouth.

You love listening to him as your mouth works over his cock, making arousal pool between your legs.

Hearing him utter your name in a breathy voice, head tilted back, and his hand every so often giving a tug to your hair, makes you feel warm in the best way.

You sigh contently, the warm air of it making Wilford open his eyes and look down. As you get eye contact with him, you take your mouth off him with a wet pop, peppering kisses all over his shaft as your hand slows down to a crawl.

“Ahh, honey, don’t you be a tease......” He groans, but it’s said with a smile and a glint in his eye that lets you know that you can take as much time as you like.

You move to kiss over his thighs, the light touches of your lips a great contrast to the way your hand starts to jerk him off a lot faster.

“Fuck, sweetheart, you really know how to drive a fella wild, you know that?” Wilford pants, and you hum in agreements as you lick over his balls. He mutters under his breath, his mustache wiggling, and you would have commented on how cute that looks if you didn’t get distracted by the precum you can see spreading over his cock.

Mouth watering, you slow your hand down, and whatever protest Wilford might have had to that dies on his lips as you take his cock into your mouth once more, this time sinking your mouth down as far as you possibly can on his cock.

You swallow around him, holding there for a few seconds, and you can feel the shake in Wilford’s legs as he holds himself back from fucking up into your mouth like he wants to.

Pulling back up a bit, you sneak a hand down to your own arousal, starting to rub it as you bob your mouth up and down on his cock.

You feel so warm, arousal making you moan around his cock, the vibrations of that clearly having an effect as his hips twitch upwards for a moment, almost choking you.

“Sorry sweetiepie, but your mouth feels so perfect around my cock, like it was meant to be there.” You feel warmth rise to your cheek, and you don’t know why you would really be embarrassed about this. You’re the one who wanted this, and you’re the one currently getting off to sucking his cock.

Maybe it’s him saying it out loud that does it, or maybe it’s the wet sounds that fills the room as he keeps leaking into your mouth.

“Keep going like that and I’m going to cum my love.” You know he can’t really see it, but you’re certain he can feel as you try to smile with your mouth full.

That is all the encouragement you need to speed up your hand and mouth, the loud moan that escapes Wilford sounding so heavenly. You feel him twitch so deliciously in your mouth, making his words ring so true as less than a minute later he spills over your tongue.

You drink down every drop you get, mouth working over him through his orgasm. Your own is not far behind, though what pushes you over the edge is Wilford moving your head off his cock so he can press down a thumb against your tongue, and simply saying “Cum.”

You cum hard, your mouth closing around his thumb and giving it a few sucks.

Wilford chuckles above you as you cum, hand on your jaw making you look up at him and open your eyes.

“Someone has an oral fixation.” You grin, words surprisingly clear around the digit still in your mouth.

“Like you didn’t already know, honey.”

[abyssal-zone-stares-back]

Kinktober Week 1 - Thigh grinding

Minors DNI! My first week of Kinktober is Thigh grinding with Wilford. GN!reader. I literally googled how to kiss people with mustaches because i wasn’t sure how to write them/ if id write it properly lol, i barely used it too

Warnings - Thigh grinding, NSFW

You were sitting on Wilford’s lap, straddling one of his thighs. His’s chest gently rumbled beneath your hands, his lip quirked up in a smile. Pulling back from the kiss you shot him a slightly confused look. “Something funny?”

“No, no, of course not!” He replied, a grin on his lips. “Are you enjoying yourself sugarplum?” “Enjoying..? yes, why wouldn’t I be?” You replied leaning in to kiss him again.

His mustache gently scratched at your upper lip as you kissed before he pulled back again. A smile still on his face. “You haven’t noticed what you’re doing then?”

“I’m not doing anything other than kissing you.” In response Wilford shifted his leg, the one you were sitting on, and you moaned as it ground into your arousal. “Oh.”

“You really didn’t notice you were grinding against me?” “I’m sorry, I, I didn’t mean,” You stammered as you moved to get off of him. Wilford’s hands grabbed you by your hips, stopping you.

“Now, now! Don’t get all shy on me now! Unless you really don’t want to, I would never make you do anything you don’t want to do.” Still slightly embarrassed as you sat back down on his thigh, head bowed slightly.

Wilford remedied that almost immediately with a hand under your chin, lifting your face into a quick kiss. “You were doing so well before honey. Keep going.” He murmured, hands on your hips, guiding them down into his thigh.

A slight gasp escaped your lips. Wilford’s voice had dropped slightly as he spoke. “Come on Sugar. Just a little more.” And he was right. Soon you were doing it of your own volition.

Rolling your hips to help the friction. The pressure builds between your legs, and you close your eyes on a louder moan, head tipping back. Wilford’s mouth is on where your shoulder meets your neck.

“There we go. Cum for me. Can you do that?” And Wilford’s not even done speaking against your neck before you’re cumming. Soaking through your pants and onto Wilford’s thigh.

Wilford pulls away, a slight smirk on his lips. “Good job Sugarplum! Think you can handle more?” Through your bliss you manage to nod. Let’s just say that wasn’t the last time you soaked his thighs.

My Kinktobers will be posted on Saturdays! If they get done in time/ I’m not too impatient to wait. 

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[jacksepticeye-simp]

Masterlist + DNIs

Green = Will do/Interact

Yellow = May not do/Thin ice

Red: Will not do/Do not Interact

I will do:

Markiplier egos

Jacksepticeye egos

Yandere stuff

Polyamory stuff

X reader stories

Enemies to lovers

Fantasy AUs (exg: Vampire Darkiplier x Reader)

Female Readers

Gender Neutral Readers

Male Readers

Semi spicy/suggestive stuff

Interact:

Markiplier fans

Jacksepticeye fans

BATIM fans

FNAF fans

LGBTQ+ and/or allies

Crankgameplays fans

Natewantstobattle fans

Amyplier lovers (Mark x Amy)

Cat lovers

I might do:

FNAF x reader stories (Human characters only)

Smut

Crankgameplays egos (I don't know much about his egos but I'll do my best to research about them)

Natewantstobattle egos (Same as the above)

Thin Ice:

MHA fans

Will NOT do under any circumstance:

Incest

Ships (egoxego)

Youtuber ships (Septiplier, crankiplier, whatever. Shipping real people is weird as fuck unless they're okay with it or are actually dating.)

Pedophilia

Rape

Non-con

Watersports

Scat

Heavy pet play

Parent kinks

Heavy breeding kink

Dub-con

Abuse of any kind

DNI:

Religious people

Septiplier/Crankiplier shippers

Cat haters

People who like shotacons/lolicons

Proshippers

Racists

Homophobes

Transphobes

FANDOMS:

Markiplier egos:

Googleplier:

Beautiful (Yandere Googeplier x Gender Neutral reader || TW! IMPLIED BODILY MUTILATION)

Perfection (Part 2 of 'Beautiful' || TW! IMPLIED BODILY MUTILATION!)

Murdock:

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Wilford Warfstache:

Confession (Wilford Warfstache x GN! Reader || TWs: None)

Illinois Jones:

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Mayor Damien:

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Darkiplier:

Vulnerable (Darkiplier x Female Reader || TWs: None)

Behind the door (Darkiplier x reader || TW: Petrification)

Welcome Home, PROLOGUE (Darkiplier x reader)

Welcome Home, Part 1 (Darkiplier x reader)

Welcome Home, Part 2 (Darkiplier x reader)

Welcome Home, Part 3 (Darkiplier x reader)

Welcome Home, Part 4 (Darkiplier x reader)

Pains (Werewolf! Darkiplier x GN! reader || TWs: None)

Gratitude (Jackieboy Man x Reader x Darkiplier) || Part 1 || TWs: None ||

Date night (Darkiplier x reader x Antisepticeye || Polyamorous || TWs: Very light fighting between Dark and Anti, mentions of blood)

Head Engineer Mark:

Confident (Head Engineer Mark x reader)

Yancy:

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Annus:

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Bingiplier:

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Septic Egos

Antisepticeye:

Panic Attack (Antisepticeye x reader || Platonic || TWs: Panic attack/ mentions of arguing)

Date night (Darkiplier x reader x Antisepticeye || Polyamorous || TWs: Very light fighting between Dark and Anti, mentions of blood)

Jameson Jackson:

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Chase Brody:

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Shawn Flynn:

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Jackieboyman:

Gratitude (Jackieboy Man x Reader x Darkiplier) || Part 1 || TWs: None ||

Marvin the magnificent:

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Robbie the zombie:

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Henrik Von Schneeplestein:

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Mad Mike:

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Five Nights At Freddy's

PSA: Don't touch Freddy. please./j

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I think that should be it for fandoms and characters. I'll add more to this in the future.

[yourthoughtsjim]

A Wonderful Night

Google x reader, femme

This is a gift for my friend. She bought me Game Theory merch and I thought this would make a decent “thank you”.

Warnings: none

You and your android partner had been together for a while now. He decided it was finally time to go through with the idea he had been planning. He’d gotten some of the others to help of course. He asked Wilford what kind of outfit he should be wearing “Well, you got to wear a three piece of course! Maybe with some added blue accents. Got to stick with your brand after all!” He responds. “Thanks Wil.” Google replied. Next, he went to Dark to ask where he should take you. “I know this illustrious place that she’d love. It’s got it all, delicious food, and drink. Along with a live band that takes requests.” Dark states.

 Giving Dark a thumbs up, Google made his way to his room. He went to his wardrobe and got out the one suit he had. After he had put on the suit, he went back to Dark and asked if he could borrow a blue tie. Which of course, Dark obliged. He passed by Bing as he was making his way to your room. Bing stopped him and asked if tonight was going to be the night. He nodded his head. “Right on, dude!” Bing exclaimed.

 He had asked you to dress nicely. So, you had put on your nicest clothing and got all done up. He straightened out his suit and knocked on your door. “Love, are you ready?” He asked. Opening the door, you replied “Ready as I’ll ever be.” He let his eyes wander your body. God, he thought you looked stunning. He offered you his arm, which you gladly accepted.

 The both of you had made it to the place Dark recommended. Quaint is how you would describe it. Not too loud or too quiet, just the right amount of noise. The two of you were sat by the hostess. The waiter handed you the menus “I’ll be back to take your orders.” She said. Giving a small smile, you begin to look at what you want. “Who recommended this place?” You ask. “Oh, Dark did.” Google replied. “Yeah, that tracks.” You state with a small laugh. Soon, your waiter was back and took your orders. You two made small talk throughout the dinner. Reminiscing on all the memories you shared. Him being an android meant that he could remember every little detail.

 As you rambled away, talking about whatever you had on your mind at the time, he stared at you in content. How did he get this lucky, he often thought to himself. You were perfect for him. You two fit so well together. Everyone at the central thought so at least. “…and that’s when Jim broke his microphone. God, it was so funny.” You had finished the story you were telling.

 You two had finished. After going up and paying, he took you to the garden that the restaurant had. The band was faint in the background, but you could still make out the notes of Ed Sheeran’s “Perfect”. He grabbed your hands and pulled you close into him. “God, you’re beautiful. I hope you know that.” He comments while you two sway to the music. You hide your smile in his chest. He tilted your head up “I mean it, love. I don’t know how I got so lucky to be with you.”

 Your heart was fluttering along with your stomach. Oh, how you loved him. Being in his presence made you feel at ease, safe you could say. Every time you came home from a stressful day of work, he’d do everything in his power to relax you. Whether that be taking you for a walk or just letting you curl up close to him.

 “You’re just so good to me, you know? I love you so much. I don’t know where I would be without you.” He comments. “I love you too.” You respond. He then pulls you in for a kiss, which you gladly accepted. You had broken the kiss. You notice him fish through his pants pocket. What he pulled out was a small square box. Your eyes went wide as he got down on one knee. “I-I’ve been thinking about this for a while now” he starts “we’ve been together for what seems like a lifetime. When you walked into my life, I was lost. I had no direction. Every day that went by I lost more and more hope in finding someone. Someone to call my better half. Then there you were, sitting in the coffee shop. It took a lot of convincing from both Wilford and Jim to ask you out but I’m glad I did. I love you so much. What I’m trying to get to asking you is, will you marry me?” He asks. With a small gasp, you offer your hand and whispered through tears “Yes.” He got up and put the ring on your finger.

 You two had gathered a crowd that you hadn’t noticed. There was suddenly a roar of claps and “woo’s”. You covered your mouth with your now ringed finger as you smiled. ‘What is my life?’ you thought to yourself as you two left the restaurant.

[idkorc18]

I Love You Too, Handsome

OMG! Another one, in just a day? Listen I’m on a mini vacation and I have the free time. This one came to mind and got a little, uh....sexy? It got me a little hot and bothered but hey! It’s Wilford Motherlovin’ Warfstache! He is sexy. But seriously I needed to write this one out for him so...here you go!

*gif credit to angelii-ii

"Wilford!”

Wilford and I ran down the hallway and rushed down the stairs. Wilford managed to convince me to break into Dark's office and cover it in pink glitter it probably wasn't the smartest idea, now that we were running for our lives.

“Why did I think this was a good idea?”

"Probably because you thought of it.”

"I thought of it? Wilford Warfstache this was your idea!"

A sudden tug and I fell flat on my ass while Wilford ran into the stairway wall. When he turned around, I was held by the back of my shirt by Dark as he glared at Wilford.

‘Shit, I’m fucking dead.’

'Wilford."

"Why do you assume it was me? It could have been her!" His arms flared around and I just crossed my arms.

“(Y/N) would only do something as ridiculous as cover my office in glitter if she was high, drunk, or you forced her into it.”

“Well, that’s not true Darky and you know it. (Y/N) would be the one to drag me into these things because if she was caught, you would blame me. She’s smart and could get away with murder if she wanted.” Wilford gasped. “Maybe she already did! Murderer!”

“I’ll murder your ass Warfstache and you better fucking pray to whatever god is out there because I will drag your ass into hell and-”

Enough! Both of you, Wilford clean my office.”

Wilford pouted and snapped his fingers. Dark pulled me up and pushed me closer to Wil.

“Apologize.”

I spun around and gaped at him. “But Dark-”

“Both of you.”

I slumped forward and rolled my eyes. 

“Wilford, I’m sorry for threatening you. Even if you deserved it.”

Dark sighed and Wilford reached out. He held me by the arms and looked into my eyes. I started to feel a little hot as he stared intently into my eyes. He smirked and leaned forward.

“I’m sorry for dragging you into this mess. And I’m sorry I put the blame on you.”

I smiled, “thank you Wil.”

He smiled back at me and whispered into my ear.

“Even if it was your fault.”

“What?” I yelled out.

He pushed me into Dark and took off down the stairs. Dark steadied me and sighed.

“Before you go and kill Wilford, just know he does this because he loves you.”

I rolled my eyes and started to turn away from him. 

“Yeah right.”

“(Y/N), I’m serious. Why do you think he asks you to join him in these things?”

“Because I’m gullible?”

“Because you care about him and he knows you can’t say no to him.”

“I can say no!”

Dark gave me a look. “What about the time Wilford took you to the aquarium and-”

I waved my hands in denial, “okay, okay, we don’t need to talk about that!”

Dark smiled, “he adores you, (Y/N). That’s why he asks you to join him in these adventures.”

I looked down the stairs and smiled up to Dark.

“Think you can get me ahead of the good old-fashion lover boy?” 

He chuckled and raised a hand, “of course.”

He snapped his fingers and sent me down to the studio. As I settled into my surroundings, the door burst opened as Wilford ran in. He looked up and as he recognized me standing in the way, he tried to slow to a stop. Unfortunately, the floors were just mopped, ‘do we have a janitor?’, and Wilford kept coming, knocking us both to the floor.

“Oh, angel, I am so sorry. I don’t know how you got in front of me-Hey wait how did you get in front? Oh, are you ok honey? Didn’t hurt yourself too bad, right?”

I laughed but felt warm at the nicknames. I tugged Wil still by his shirt and huffed as he settled down. Sitting on my lap but not putting his full weight on me. He’d probably break my hips if he did that. 

‘He could break my hips in a different way.’

He cocked his head at me curiously.

“Hey, pumpkin? Why are you so calm? I mean don’t get me wrong, I’m glad you aren’t seeking revenge after that stunt with Darky but you’re too,” he glanced down my body, “calm.”

I grinned, “well I learned a little secret about you Wil.”

“Hmm? And what would that be, sugarplum?”

I bit my lip and wiggled a finger in a ‘come here’ motion. He grinned and leaned down, letting my lips brush against his ear, he shuddered.

“I love you too, handsome.”

“What?” Wil shot up and scrambled off of me. “Uh, doll I don’t know where you heard that from but I, uh, I can explain. It was Dark, wasn’t it? That’s why you’re so nice. Oh god, I’m so sorry-”

I shushed him as I climbed into his lap. He started to wave his hands around when I pulled his bow tie to kiss him. I closed my eyes as he squeaked and stopped moving. As I held him to me, he relaxed slightly and placed his hands on my waist. He pulled me closer as I ran my hand through his hair and placed my other on his shoulder.

He pulled away, as we caught our breath. As I opened my eyes, his were still shut. Leaning my forehead against his, his eyes fluttered opened and gazed into mine. I gasped as he moved and felt his cock harden.

“Wil-”

He cupped my face and pulled me into another kiss. Tenderly, he licked at my lips, tasting the bubblegum chapstick I had on. I opened my lips with a gasp and he slid his tongue into my mouth. I tugged on his hair and he groaned, returning the favor by tangling his hand into my hair and pulling. I moaned and started to grind down onto him. 

Wil tugged me down with him as he laid out on the floor. With a quick buck of his hips, I felt a shudder go down my spine as I whined. I broke the kiss with another moan as he chased my lips. I put a hand on his chest to keep him down, but he nipped at my neck.

“Wilford,” I continued to roll my hips into him. He growled and flipped us over so he was on top. He kept moving his hips against mine, making me blush at how wet I was getting. He kissed me with a sigh and pulled my arms above my head. He sat up slightly to gaze at my flushed, dazed expression. Wil suddenly got a dark look in his eye.

“How about you show Daddy how much you love me, princess.”

[wheres-everyone-going-bingo]

Hey demons, its me, ya boy! I request of you Damian trying desperately to seduce reader, trying not to be scary and intimidate him only to realize after losing his cool with one of the other egos in front of reader that reader is big sub hours.

Intimidate

Pairing: Damie x Male Reader

Warnings: smut, swearing

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I had never thought that I’d feel things again. Then I met Y/N, when I had met him my whole world had slowed down and I knew that he was the one. He didn’t treat me like a monster like most did, he didn’t treat me like the villain I was. I’ll admit that I’m not the nicest ego, most of the time coming off cold, but I was trying.

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I knocked on the door of Markiplier Manor, waiting patiently for someone to let me in. I heard the door unlock and it swung open to reveal Eric’s familiar face.

“Hey Eric, could I come in please?” I asked, gesturing to the doorway

“U-uh sure Y-Y/N” he scratched the back of his neck nervously. “Oh! You mean now” He anxiously laughed, moving away from the door to let me in

“Do you know where Damien is?” I questioned swinging back and forth on my heels

“He’s uh, in his stu-study” Eric stuttered, pointing towards the corridor

“Thanks Eric, I appreciate it” I smiled at him, walking down the all too familiar hall of rooms.

I eventually found myself at the entrance of Damien’s office again. I tapped my knuckles against the wood, hearing a chair scrape against the floor. The door was soon opened, revealing a smiling Damien

“Ah Y/N I thought it was you, your knock is very distinct” He welcomed, standing aside to let me into the monochrome office. He took my hand and gave it a kiss.

I made my way over to the desk, hoisting myself up and sitting on it, swinging my legs.

“So how are things going?” I enquired, my eyes scanning over his various piles of paperwork

“The usual, Wilford’s killed a few people again, Magnum hasn’t found his treasure, Illinois is still an arrogant idiot and you are as gorgeous as ever” He explained, taking a seat in his chair.

“I see you’ve got a bunch of paperwork, as usual” I said blushing, motioning to the stacks of paper

“Yes, I never catch a break, not with the people in this place. However your presence is refreshing as always” he sighed, I patted him on the shoulder, offering him my sympathy.

I jumped towards Damien and let out a yelp as a gunshot rang out from another room. I looked at Damien, who just pinched the bridge of his nose in annoyance.

“Stay here, Wil always seems to shoot things he doesn’t mean to” Damien stood up and walked out of his office, closing the door behind him. I knew that I should do as Damien told me but my curiosity got the best of me and I left the room, following the sounds of gunshots.

I peaked around the corner, seeing Wilford pointing his gun at a very angry looking Yancy.

“What the hell is going on?” Damien said, keeping his composure

“That pink punk said that my’s singin was no good” Yancy spoke, clenching his fists

“Yes I did say that because you were a bit pitchy. That was no reason to assault me” Wilford over pronounced every syllable, waving his gun about

“Wil, don’t insult other egos” Damien, held his hands behind his back, fighting to keep his frustration at bay.

“Well excuuussseee me for having an opinion” Wilford pretended to be offended, swinging his gun around carelessly

“Wil, you need to stop waving your gun around” Damien warned, as a gunshot echoed throughout the room. I let out a surprised noise that was somewhere between a shout and a squeak. Damien’s eyes went wide, presuming the worst. I patted myself over making sure that I had no extra holes.

“I’m fine, it hit the wall next to me” I sighed in relief, thinking this might be my last day on earth.

Damien’s aura immediately grew in intensity, an ear splitting noise rang throughout the room. His eyes seemed to darken until his sclera was completely black. He stalked towards Wilford whose eyes had grown wide once he realised what he had done. Damien’s teeth were gritted as he towered over Wilford.

“Wilford, your negligence has gone far enough. You endangered Y/N which is something I will not allow” He threatened as the whole room went dark.

I know that I should have been intimidated by the anger and power of Damien but I felt my pants get tight as I watched him get furious at Wilford. My fingers trailed down to my crotch as Damien’s anger grew. I had never seen him so enraged before and I’ll be honest, it was fucking hot. I tried to subtly palm myself through my pants as I watched.

“Do you understand Wilford?” Damien asked, Wilford noded “Do you understand?”

“Yes I do Damien” Wilford spoke, putting his gun away, and apologising profusely. Damien turned away from Wilford, storming over to me.

“I told you to stay in the office” He scolded, brushing his fingers over my skin to make sure that I was unscathed.

“Sorry, I was curious” I muttered, inconspicuously adjusting my pants.

“Curiosity killed the cat”

“Yeah but satisfaction brought it back” I told him, as he led me back to the office.

We entered the room, as Damien took a seat once more.

“I’m sorry that you had to see that” He apologised, fiddling with his paperwork

“I didn’t mind” I avoided eye contact “I really enjoyed it actually” I muttered under my breath, suddenly taking interest in the carpet on the floor. There was no response as I heard Damien get up from his chair. I felt a hand on my chin as he lifted my head up to meet his eyes. He gave me a fanged smirk, pressing his mouth to my ear

“I tried to ignore it but I can smell your arousal” he purred, his breath tickling my ear. I let out a squeak as his fingers caressed my inner thigh, drawing circles.

“Fuck, Damien” I breathed out, grabbing his wrist to move his hand to touch my clothed erection. He moved his mouth onto my neck, dragging his teeth against my skin. I let out a whine as he found my sweet spot, Damien smiled against my skin, biting and sucking it. “Damien, please don’t tease me” I moaned, grabbing at his dress shirt.

“You’re so impatient” he scolded, lifting my shirt over my head, then taking his suit and dress shirt off.

When I stood there nude, Damien pushed me up against the wall, pinning my hands above my head.

“I want you to beg for me” Damien growled, rubbing his hips against mine.

“Ah fuck, fuck, Damien, please, I need you inside me, please, oh fuck please” I groaned, trying to free my wrist from Damien’s grip.

“Just because you asked so nicely” He purred, letting go of my hands and picking me up by my ass, sliding me down onto his cock.

I threw my head back, banging it on the wall, as I let out a shout. Damien smiled, being smug about my reaction.

“Move, oh fuck, please move, Damien” I clawed at his back as I started rocking my hips, trying to get some pleasure. Damien relented and started to thrust in and out of me.

“Fucking hell Y/N you feel so fucking good” Damien groaned, feeling up my ass.

My back was being slammed against the wall again and again as Damien pushed in and out of me, earning shouts of pleasure from my mouth. Eventually I felt the familiar knot in my stomach.

“D-Damien I’m going to, fuck, I’m going to cum” I moaned, feeling Damien’s thrusts get harder and faster. His jaw went slack as he came with me, both of us shouting out as we reached our orgasm.

Damien set me back onto my feet, steadying my wobbling legs.

“I spent this entire time trying to seduce you with flowers, it would have been nice to know that I just had to get angry to get you horny” Damien, shrugged his jacket back on, chuckling “however I did not want this to be how it happened” He stopped chuckling as he fiddled with his jacket cuffs.

“For what to happen?” I asked, pulling my pants on

“I wanted to tell you that I love you in a romantic way, not after fucking you against the wall” Damien ran a hand through his hair, I smiled at him, taking his hand in mine

“Not everything happens the way we want it to, but it could have been worse” I giggled to myself “I love you too, you romantic loser” He gave me a small laugh, leaning in for a kiss.

[westanthewaterman]

A Change of Pace - Wilford x F!Reader

Rating: NSFW

Word count: 1300+

TW: bondage, handcuffs, daddy kink, orgasm denial, fingering, handjob

Thank you for the request!!

MASTERLIST - AO3

“Well, this is certainly a change of pace.” Wilford looks up at the handcuffs securing his wrists to the headboard.

You throw your leg over his lap, lowering yourself down to straddle him. You’ve already shucked off the majority of your clothes, leaving you in just your underwear, and the pink-haired man beneath you takes a moment to run his eyes over you.

“What brought this on, sugar?”

“I just wanted to switch things up.”

He raises an eyebrow at you. “You sure you’re up to it? Being in charge is a lot of work, I’m not sure you’re up to the task at hand.”

“I think I can handle the task at hand ,” you slip your hand between your bodies and cup him through his pants, “just fine, thank you, very much.”

Wiford grunts low in his throat and smirks up at you. “Go on then, kitten. Show me what you’ve got.”

Your breath hitches at the pet name but you ignore the way your body reacts to it, leaning down to press a chaste kiss to his mouth. He pushes up to try to deepen the kiss, but you pull his head back with a hand buried in his pink hair.

“Ah, ah, Wil, you take what I give you.”

He huffs, giving you a grumpy pout, but doesn’t argue.

With his head angled back towards the headboard, you have full access to the column of his throat. You can see his adam’s apple bob as he swallows, dark eyes watching your every move.

You duck down, pressing open-mouthed kisses up and down the length of his neck, occasionally pausing to suck a dark mark into his pale skin, teasing over the bruise with the tip of your tongue before moving on. Wilford is getting restless beneath you, fidgeting against the handcuffs and trying to press up into you to get some kind of friction against the hard-on in his pants.

“Do you think I should take the rest of your clothes off?”

“It’s going to be hard to get to your prize if you don’t, sugar. Go on, take off my pants, unwrap your present. It’s all for you.”

You roll your eyes at the way he wiggles his hips but move back off his lap. Quickly and with practiced ease, you undo his belt, slipping his pants and boxers down his hips and off his legs.

Without the fabric holding it back, his cock springs free, resting against his stomach. It’s hard and flushed, a bead of precum dripping onto his stomach. You lick your lips, eyeing him hungrily, and Wilford chuckles.

“Go on, kitten, touch Daddy’s cock. You know you want to.”

“I think you’re forgetting who’s in charge here?”

“Oh sugar, you may be on top but we both know who’s in control.”

“Say’s the one handcuffed to the bed.”

“You think I can’t get out of these cuffs? I’m wearing them for fun.”

“Then take them off right now.”

He smirks, a dark look in his brown eyes. “Make me.”

You wrap your hand around his cock, stroking him in quick jerks. Wilford moans, throwing his head back and arching up into your touch. He looks so good like this, strung up and completely at your mercy. The feeling of having this big, strong man under you sends adrenaline pumping through your veins and you think you could get used to this.

“Sugar,” he whines, “you know how much Daddy loves when you touch him like this, but why don’t you climb back into my lap and take ‘ol Wilfy for a ride?”

“Nope. I’m going to have my fun first.”

Your free hand slides up his torso, stopping to roll one of his nipples between your fingers. His reaction is immediate, hips bucking up into your hand and a grunt escaping his throat.

“Now you’re just playing dirty.”

“All’s fair in love and war, Daddy.”

Smirking wickedly, you speed up the strokes of your hand. With each pass up his cock, you twist your hand and swipe your thumb over the tip, smearing precum over the head. Suddenly you pause in your strokes, pulling your hand away and bringing it up to your face.

You lick his precum off your fingers slowly, making sure you have his attention. Wilford groans as he watches you, cock twitching against his stomach. With a smirk, you spit into your palm and return to the task at hand.

“Come on, kitten, you’ve had your fun. I’m going to cum before I even get to feel you.”

“You know how this works, Wil. You don’t get to cum until I say so.”

Wilford groans, a frown making its way onto his face. His whole demeanor changes in the blink of an eye. He sits up straighter, staring you down with a dangerous look in his eyes. “You’re going to regret this, kitten.”

“Yeah? And why’s that?”

“Because I wasn’t lying about the handcuffs.”

Your eyes shoot up to where he’s holding his wrists above his head, the handcuffs dangling from his finger. You have just a second to realize how much trouble you’re in before strong hands are grabbing you and flipping you onto your back.

Wilford kneels down between your legs, pinning your wrists to the bed. “Don’t get me wrong, kitten, I loved the view, but I think this is so much better.”

“N-Now, hold on, Wil, I was just-”

“Being a bad girl.”

“N-No, I was experimenting. I was trying something new, you love trying new things.”

He raises an eyebrow at you and you squeeze your eyes shut, a jolt of excitement going through you at the look he gives you. “What’re you going to do to me?”

“You’ll see. Now be good and spread your legs for Daddy.”

You debate ignoring his command, but the look on his face tells you that would not be a smart idea, so you do as he says, parting your legs as much as you can. Wilford wastes no time, ripping your underwear off and sliding a finger through your folds, collecting some of your arousal. He brings his finger to his lips, licking you off of it, groaning softly.

“For such a bad girl, you taste so good.”

“Wil,” you whine.

“What was that, kitten?”

“D-Daddy.”

“That’s what I thought.”

He returns his hand to its spot between your legs, fingers finding your clit and starting to rub it in slow circles, sending jolts of pleasure through your body. You arch your back, trying to push your hips further into his hand.

Wilford chuckles, slipping his finger down to rub at your entrance. He presses just the tip inside, slipping it in and out until you’re whining breathlessly.

“Stop teasing, please!”

“You want more, sugar? You want me to work you open with my fingers?”

“I want you to do something.”

“You look so cute when you’re desperate for me.”

His finger slips inside fully, followed closely behind by another. Wilford thrusts them in and out of you slowly, scissoring you open. You clench around him and his fingers graze over that special spot inside you and you swear you see stars behind your eyes.

“Ooh, I hit a good spot, didn’t I? You want Daddy to keep rubbing that spot?”

You nod frantically, rolling your hips up into his hand.

Wilford uses one hand to pin your hips down to the bed, preventing you from moving, while the other starts to stroke that spot inside you dead on. Pleasure zips up your spine and heat starts to pool in your stomach. You’re already so close. Just a little more…

Right when you think you might cum, Wilford removes his fingers from you and you whine helplessly.

“No,” you whine, “please, please!”

You look up at him with pleading eyes, but the look he gives you makes your heart skip a beat. His eyes are dark as he looks down at you, a wicked smirk curling onto his face and you know you’re going to be in for a long night.

“You know how this works, kitten, you don’t cum until I say you can.” He repeats your words from earlier, ducking down to press his lips to your ear. “And I don’t think you’ve earned it.”

[lunardragon00]

Sugar

Imagine, The song “Sugar” by maroon 5 for a Wilford x reader or Darkiplier x reader EEEEBBGHHHHGGGGcan someone do this?

[weirdlyhornyforegos]

Kinktober Day 3 - threesomes & wax play

MINORS DNI!!!! Day 3 of Kinktober is: threesomes & wax play with Wilford x gn reader x Googleplier. Had a lot of fun with this one, though my cold addled brain was not helpful lol :p Also posted on AO3 Kinktober masterlist is here

Wordcount: 900+

Tags/warnings: threesome, waxplay, fingering

Wilford giggles as he pulls you backwards, keeping up the kiss as he drags and guides you to the bedroom. Google follows on early silent feet, closing the bedroom door behind him as he enters.

Wilford lets go of you, almost bouncing over to where you keep all your fun stuff for times like these.

Ah, so this has been an idea for a while, huh?

Grinning, you turn towards Google, taking the few steps you need to put your arms around his neck. He looks down on you, eyes giving off a faint blue glow. His hands stay folded behind his back, but he tilts his head as he watches you in silence for a few seconds.

“What?”

“Kisses are required.” He frowns.

“I don’t see why that is necessary for wax play.”

“Technically not, but if you want me to get my clothes off, they are.” Google squints at you, then sighs.

“Fine.” His hands move to your hips, tugging you close as you can get as he moves his head down to slot his lips against yours.

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As Wilford keeps your head tilted toward him so he can kiss you, and Google keeps your legs open with his thighs, you have forgotten why you really ended up in this situation in the first place.

So when the warm wax drips on your stomach, you jolt in surprise, breaking the kiss to look down to the place where wax drops have already hardened.

Without saying anything, Google moves the candle, making a few more drops of wax hit your hip, almost threatening to run down onto the sheets.

“Interesting...” He watches where the wax has hit your skin, reaching out to peel off a drop, revealing the unharmed skin underneath.

Wilford moves down so he’s kneeling next to Google, watching with a wide grin and rapt attention as the android makes a trail up dripping wax up your abdomen.

Each drop of wax makes you shiver, the heat of it making your nerves dance on that wonderful line of pleasure, and not quite pain.

You moan softly, you too now watching the wax connect with your skin.

Though you can see every drop just before it makes contact with your skin, it still sends lines of shock mixed with pleasure, making sure you almost feel more sensitive to each new drop.

“Starting to see the appeal?” Wilford asks, though it’s clearly not directed at you.

“Yes, though further... investigation is needed.”

“Oh, feel free!” It does something to you hearing them talk about you like you have no say in the matter, though you know you do. That, with the now almost constant drips of wax makes you throb.

You whine, pushing your hips downward. Google ignores you, but Wilford grins at you, one hand coming to brush over your arousal.

You gasp then, not only at that, but also at the feeling of the wax making contact with a sensitive spot on your rib-cage that you didn’t even know you had. Wilford gasps almost in tandem with you as you grind your hips against his hand and Google’s front.

“Ohhh, getting eager are we honey?” You nod, which gets you a grin from Wilford, and an up and down look from Google that you know means he is scanning you.

“Google, my friend, move back a little.”

“I’m not- Whatever.” He tilts the candle back up, and moves so he’s not all pressed up against you, and for a moment you wish he would have just stayed, but then two lubed fingers find their ways inside of you. (When did Wilford even do that??)

“There, now keep going.” Google glances at Wilford with a deep frown, clearly not liking being told what to do, but seconds later another drop of wax comes down in the middle of your chest. You groan, now with the added bonus of clenching around Wilford’s fingers.

“Ohhh, they’re tight around my fingers like this, I suggest they should get something more, perhaps your cock, inside of them.” Google doesn’t even look at him, looking at and reaching out to brush against your arousal.

“Not yet.”

“Ah, a being after my own heart.” Wilford shallowly trusts his fingers in and out of you, and Google rubs over your arousal as he keeps dripping wax over you.

You want to touch them both so badly, but you keep your hands to yourself, though they twist in the sheets so hard you worry you might rip them.

Every drop of wax sends spikes of pleasure pooling to your gut, where they are worked even higher and deeper as their hands work over you.

It’s no surprise that your thighs start shaking rather rapidly, warning both of them that you are so close, so very close. Neither of them need any words, your actions more than enough as you moan and whine, moving against their hand as wax keeps dripping over you.

You throw your head back, groaning loudly as you cum, your back arching as you do so.

Their hands move away from you, but you feel Google drip some sort of pattern over your chest before the wax stops as well.

You pant, unclenching your hands as you come down, still sensitive and very sure that you have made a mess. Though when you look down, neither of them seem to mind, as Wilford grins, and Google picks at some wax on your stomach.

“Google, you rascal!” You’re confused for a moment, but then Wilford pokes your chest, making you look down.

There, very clear and visible, if slightly mixed with the rest of the wax, is a capitalized ‘G’.

Wilford slaps Google’s shoulder, the glare Google sends him in return making you laugh.

“Watcha think sugarplum?” You grin, moving to sit up so you can get a hand on each of their shoulders.

“I think we need to buy more candles.”

[creat0r-cat]

Dashboard [feel free to request stories or HCs (a.k.a. pls request)]

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Rules:

Only Boy x Girl (No Gender Neutral requests pls)

NO SMUT (or NSFW stuff)

No people who are a) real and b) already in a relationship (Examples: Markiplier, Chris Pratt, etc.) unless the request is platonic (Example: Jacksepticeye x daughter reader)

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(Iplier Egos)

Markiplier (All platonic):

Memories (Teen Daughter reader + fluff)

Streaming Troubles (Teen Daughter reader + fluff)

Voices (Depressed Daughter reader + Angst + Fluff)

Take Your Time (Anxious Adopted Teen Daughter + fluff)

I'm Right Here (Part 2 to "Take Your Time" - fluff + angst)

Not the Same (Teen Daughter Reader + Fluff + Hint of Angst)

Illinois Jones (AHWM):

Come Back (angst+fluff)

Murderplier (ISWM p. 2):

Love: The Imaginary Dagger (ANGST):

Darkiplier:

Dance With Me (Fluff)

Yancy (AHWM + ISWM p. 2):

Behind the Pen (Fluff + a little angst)

Wilford Warfstache:

Problems (Fluff and Angst)

Googleplier:

I Will Never Hurt You

Noiriplier:

Slices of Summer

Head Engineer Mack:

Enough

(-Phoenix Wright Ace Attorney-)

Miles Edgeworth:

A Second Chance? (Angst+fluff)

Phoenix Wright:

My Hero (Slight angst+blood+fluff)

(Dragon Ball)

Goku:

I Want This.. (Angst + fluff)

Gohan:

I Can't Wait To See You Again (Fluff)

Goku Black:

I Want This.. (Angst + fluff)

(Jojo's Bizarre Adventure)

Jotaro Kujo:

The Song You Are (Fluff)

Until We Meet Again (Fluff)

Doppio:

My Darling (fluff and angst)

(Yugioh)

Yugi Mutou:

Card Queen

(Marvel)

Tony Stark:

One Month

Bucky Barnes:

(Un)Happy Independence Day

HEAD-CANNONS:

Iplier Egos Love Languages

Iplier Egos Favorite Non-Video Games

Iplier Egos Feelings About Physical Affection / Pet Names

Iplier Egos Relate to Encanto Songs

Iplier Egos with Pregnant Wife

Dragon Ball Males with Pregnant Wife

Dragon Ball Males with Pregnant Wife (Trunks Edition)

[metaphorical-love-for-a-car]

Masterlist

!! Currently accepting requests for: Marvel, Prodigal Son, Markiplier Egos, and Detroit Become Human !! No smut !!

Queen & Bohemian Rhapsody

click here to see what I've written for Queen and Bohemian Rhapsody

Good Omens

click here to see what I've written for Good Omens

Malcolm Bright x Reader

Love Birds

An Unexpected Reunion

Sleep is for The Weak

Otto Octavius x Reader

Second Chances

Peter Parker x Reader

Creepy Crawlies

Viago (What We Do in the Shadows) x Reader

Hello, Fishies!

Look What the Cat Dragged In

Damien (Who Killed Markiplier) x Reader

Dealing with Devils

Achilles Come Down

Wilford Warfstache x Reader

Same Snake, Different Skin

Darkiplier x Reader

Dealing with Devils

Same Snake, Different Skin

Connor (RK800) x Reader

Sunshine After Rain

Part One, Part Two, Part Three, Part Four, Part Five

[sardonic-the-writer]

Hey uhm, do you feel like writing smut today? If so, could I get a wilford Warfstache x male reader x darkiplier? Where reader is like a close friend of the two but all three of them had started catching feelings for each other (mainly Wilford & dark falling for reader) and one day they all agree on maybe have like a threesome? The rest you of course decide yourself! :)

Aughhhh

No smut pleaseeee

Besides today I'm focusing more on painting something I've been working on for a couple days now!

I'm sorry. Maybe if you requested this another time I could :D

[asleepycoyote]

Stuff I write

What I write:

Ego x reader

Headcannons

Crack oneshots

Gore

Angst

Fluff

Ego x Ego (eh I'm kinda iffy on this but eh)

Text oneshots

prompts

What I don't write:

Smut

Who I write:

Markiplier Ego's and characters:

Wilford Warfstache

Bim Trimmer

Darkiplier

Abe the detective

The Jims

Googleplier

Bingiplier

Yandereplier

Dr. Iplier

King of the Squirrels

Damien

Celine

The Colonel

Actor Mark

Ed Edgar

Silver Shepherd

Yancy

Illinois

Captain Magnum

Eric Derekson

Annus

Jacksepticeye Egos:

Antisepticeye

Dr. Schneeplestein

Marvin the Magnificent

Chase Brody

Jackieboy Man

James Jackson

Robbie the Zombie

Crankgameplays Egos:

Blank Game Plays

Mad Mike

Unus

If there is someone on here that is similar to them and you would like to request don't be shy, I'll look into it and see if I would be able to write it!

[thedarkcoven]

25 Days of Oneshots ~ Requests are welcome | Masterlist

Hello, lovies! I am doing a challenge because i figured it would be fun posting one Christmas-themed one-shot each day :) . I will take requests for Markiplier, Mark's Egos, Nathan Sharp, Nate's Egos, Jackseptieye, Jacksepticeye egos, Marvel characters, Game Characters (if I know it :) ), and whatever within reason. If I'm not comfortable with it I will let you know :) You can request it as fluff, angst, smut, what not. Again within respectfulness. Hope you guys enjoy!

1 Darkiplier x Reader Googleplier x Reader

2 Eric Derekson 3 Antisepticeye 4 Wilford Warfstache 5 Damien - was a tiny bit late lol 6 ~skipped due to depression/was busy with cleaning house~ Sowwy guys! 7 8 9 10 11 12 13 14 15 16 17 18 19 20 21 22 23 24 25

[westanthewaterman]

Congrats on milestone!!! I really enjoy your drabbles. I can suggest some sub Wilford x gender neutral with overstimulation kink?? I can't wait for the results 👀 have a nice day!

Thank you, hope you like :)

tw: overstimulation, multiple orgasms

Wilford cums with a long moan, making a mess all over your hand. You ease him through it, keeping your hand tight around his cock and stroking him slowly. He starts to whimper, hips bucking erratically as the sensitivity begins to kick in. 

“Fuck, sugar, it’s too much,” he whines. 

You shush him softly, running your free hand over his cheek. “It’s okay. I know you can take it.”

His hips buck up again and you press your hand to his stomach, keeping him in place as you speed up your strokes. His cock twitches in your grasp, still hard from the stimulation, and leaking precum. 

Wilford grips the sheets tightly, burying his face in the pillows. Tears sting at the corner of his eyes and he squeezes them shut, biting his lip to hold back a moan. 

“Come on, Wil, I want to hear you. Don’t be shy.”

“Sugar,” he whimpers, throwing his head back when you run your thumb over the head of his cock, “fuck, you’re driving me crazy.”

“Yeah? You gonna cum again for me?”

“I-I don’t know if I can.”

“You can and you will. You want to be good, don’t you?”

Wilford nods, groaning as he feels himself draw closer and closer to his second orgasm. The pleasure is too much and he can’t help but writhe and squirm against your hold on him, but you stay steady.

“Sugar, I’m gonna- I’m gonna cum.”

You speed up your hand, whispering words of praise and encouragement as he cums with a shout. You keep your hand on his cock, resting it at the base as he takes deep breaths. 

“Fuck, that was hot.” He smiles up at you. 

“Think you can go again?”

“W-What? Already?”

You start to stroke him again, smirking down at him. “You’ve got one more for me, don’t you?”