#you know when a scream/moan sounds like it starts with a g right

[justwhumpythings]

Listen I know 'ghhhs' is not a verb and I will describe how my whumpee here is screaming properly when I get to that paragraph but sometimes 'ghhh' really is just the only way to describe the animalistic, uninhibited way a noise that comes so deeply from pain and the throat sounds, y'know?

[skyrigel]

“So pretty.” Simon traced your jaw, letting his finger trail down your sleeping unaware body, his big hand dipping under your big shirt that obviously belongs to him, finding that warm metal of his dog tag happily kissed between your breasts.

“Keep 'em there princess.” he cooes, cupping your tit in one large hand and giving a little squeeze, you stirred in your sleep, sighing. 

He adjusted himself behind you, kissing his favorite spot on your soft lovely neck which meant all your neck, and taking in your scent, heavy and sweet in his senses, dizzying his mind and soul. His hard longing pressed against your inner thigh, his soft moans vibrating on your skin.

Simon began to rut against you despite his gentleness not to wake you up.

His hard cock sliding up and down from his boxers to your hot body but…he wanted more, more of you.

He grunted as he pulled out his cock, stiff as a rod against the small of your back, he groaned at the back of your neck when his tip touched your lethal skin. How delicate you were. 

“Fuck baby…” He licked your earlobe, nuzzling against your cheek and pulling you back to his arousal. His precum leaking against your back.

Well he should get rid of that little skirt that had already ridden up your thigh, letting him peek at the lacy pastel fabric underneath covering your pussy.

“Ya’ gonna bitch bout’ da skirt.” Simon groans as he slides down your skirt, heart hammering at the beauty of you.

He palmed at your pussy, wet and clingy against the fabric, shit — you wanted him too, and what dreams were you having anyway ? 

Simon climbed behind you, propped on his elbows one side, enough — not to crush you down or lull you out of your soothing sleep.

His angry cock cried for attention as he gave dry pulls from his hand, up and down but it felt like nothing but your sweet dripping pussy could feed the starved.

Fuck, Simon wasn't planning to fuck you but look at you so pretty, your cunt wet and demanding and skin so soft and warm. He's a dog at your command, and he knows more than better

“Fuck lovie, fuck, fuck, fuck —” His brain was getting senseless as he slided the lacy fabric away, his fingertips wet with your juices that leaked from your throbbing pussy. You hummed in your sleep, and the madness came all at once to him.

His eyes closed as he pushed his tip, sliding easily with the natural lubricant, and he made a note to reward you later. He was panting because gentleness did not come easy, he was sweating as he pushed his big swollen dick inside your folds, breath hitching as your fingers curled around nothing in oblivious pleasure. Another whisper of a moan escaped your rapsy throat. He could come at the sound alone you were making in your darling sleep.

“Lovie ya’ so tight my darlin’,” He pushes past your resistance, until he bottoms out. 

And slowly he moves his hips, firmly gripping the headboard as his veins popped under his skin. 

It is your lovely cradled unaware face that helps him not to piston fuck you right now and right here, to slam inside you with such feralness that you cry out of pleasures and scream his name, only his. 

Hard and unforgiving until your pussy could mold his cock, an aching and blissful mess of his seed.

But not now, he softly inhaled as he slow fucked you, were it different times, you would have begged him to go harder, would have cried and jerked your hips to set a pace but little princess you were asleep, probably riding him in your head  with the way you were drooling.

He leaned forward, pressing his lips on your forehead before swiping up your drool in his hand and pulling out just enough to massage it around himself and slow thrusting back inside your warmth sweet cunt.

He finishes soon inside you as you slowly started move your hips along with him, it's unsettling how even in your unconsciousness — you know him, you let him. That he can unravel you whenever and however and you would gladly let him take you. It's the trust you have on him to close your eyes and let him guide you, to shut your brain and let Simon take the lead. Unsettling and beautiful, and mesmerizingly arousing.

“Simon….” You say, so much sleepily and mindless, hot white cum leaking down your thigh as he pulls out after lazily moving inside you. 

“Shhh love, sleep, sleep.” He brushes your hair away and pats your shoulder down calmly. “m’ gonna clean ya up princess, huh ? You sleep lovie.” 

Soft! Simon

Masterlist

[loserboysandlithium]

Sexual Healing: Eddie Munson x Reader

Summary: Reader faking an orgasm with Eddie because she’s too in her head and her anxiety is through the roof. Eddie notices and helps ground her in a very unique way.

18+ minors dni, explicit sexual content, mentions of anxiety and using the five senses to ground yourself

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“Did you just... did you just fake it?” Eddie’s eyes go wide as you toss your head back into the pillow with a groan.

“Did it not feel good? Was I doing something wrong?” Eddie asks, his fingers trailing up and down your arm lightly.

“It’s not you, baby.” you sigh, peeking at him through your lashes. “I’m just in my head. Too many thoughts.. I don’t know. I’m sorry baby.” you whisper, embarrassment creeping up quickly.

“You don’t need to be sorry, sweetheart. What’s going on in that pretty head of yours, hm?” he presses gently.

“Just too much.” you reply, shutting your eyes once again. You hated when your brain got like this. So many thoughts. So many emotions. Just so fucking much. You just wanted to turn them all off.

You suddenly feel Eddie’s body weight on top of you. An instant calm rushing over you. Not fully quieting the thoughts, but pushing them further away. You open your eyes to see his deep brown ones looking at you carefully.

“Stay right here. Don’t move!” he grins before jumping off of you. Your body feels empty again, the bad thoughts clawing their way back in immediately. You just want to scream at them to shut up. You can feel the bubbles in your chest building and building like a soda bottle that’s been shaken up, just waiting to explode.

You hear something in the distance. You know it’s Eddie’s record player but it sounds so far away, your thoughts louder than anything else in this moment.

The lights shut off, only the flicker of a candle illuminating the room. And then you feel him again. His soft skin on yours. The beautiful feeling of his body pressing you into the mattress.

He leans down, his soft lips barely brushing yours before moving to your cheek. Soft kisses until his lips meet your ear. “Close your eyes, sweet girl.” he breathes, his voice soothing and warm.

You allow your eyes to fall shut once again, listening to Eddie’s instructions. “What do you feel baby?” he mumbles into your neck as he continues planting wet kisses up and down.

“Y-your lips.”

“And how does it feel?”

“Feels so good, Eddie.” you breathe, doing your best to focus on the feeling of his lips sucking your soft skin.

“Mmm, and what do you hear?”

“Music… Marvin Gaye. You hate Marvin Gaye, baby.”

“Mhmm, but you don’t.” he chuckles against your lips before kissing you once again.

His kiss is harder this time, his tongue slipping into your mouth, urgent but also very delicate. You focus on his kiss. Feeling his tongue exploring the inside of your mouth, whimpering as he pulls away.

“What do you taste?”

“Weed. Camel blues and… jolly ranchers?” you giggle as he sticks his tongue out, a light blue from the candy coating the entire thing.

“Blue raspberry.” he smiles before he starts to move lower. His lips travel across your breasts, small kisses before his lips wrap around your nipple, gently sucking. You let out a soft moan as you reach out, running your fingers through his curls.

“What do you smell, baby?” he continues his efforts to bring you back to the present moment.

“Pine trees. The candle I bought you for your birthday.” you answer as his lips work even lower.

“Good girl.” Eddie winks up at you, making your stomach flip.

You feel his large hands on the inside of your thighs, pushing your legs apart, pressing a kiss to the top of your pussy. You let out a soft moan in response. You realize you can hear the music now, louder than before. Actually hearing the words.

Oh I can tell you, darling, that it's sexual healing.

“And what do you see, sweetheart?” Eddie soothes, dipping his tongue inside, licking a long stripe from your hole to your clit and back again.

“You baby, only you.” you whimper. Eddie’s plan to ground you had worked perfectly. The only thing on your mind was him. The pleasure you were receiving below.

His lips wrap around your clit, tugging the sensitive bud into his mouth over and over making your moans grow louder.

You grip his curls, shoving his face deeper into your cunt making him moan into you. You can feel how wet you are, all of your worries floating away with every flick of his tongue.

He switches his tempo, taking his time, his tongue seeming to reach every part of you as he laps at your soaked pussy. Long strokes up and down before he’s shoving it as deep as possible making your back arch.

“Yes, baby. Fuck yes.” you encourage him to fuck you with his tongue. His nose brushes against your clit perfectly as he darts his tongue in and out of you. You can feel it twisting and swirling around, being coated with your slick as he watches your pretty face.

You begin bucking your hips, grinding your pussy on his face. His thick fingers dig into your skin as he allows you to use him for your pleasure. “Don’t stop until you cum, baby. Ride my fucking face.” he groans before he’s back between your thighs.

You don’t even know what part of him is inside you at this point, what’s rubbing against your clit so deliciously. His nose, his chin, his tongue. It didn’t matter, it all felt so good.

Your eyes are shut tight as both hands cling to his hair, your hips rutting up against him desperately. Filthy moans and cries pour from your lips as you cover Eddie with your wet pussy.

“Gonna cum.. Eddie I’m gonna cum.” you cry out, feeling his hands on your ass, helping you as you practically hump is face. Eddie’s moans are audible even with his mouth working hard to bring you to your peak.

Your voice cracks, a strangled moan forcing its way from your throat as you feel your body let go. All the built up tension breaking free, leaving your body in a way you didn’t expect.

You hips jolt against Eddie’s face a few more times as he does his best to lap up your cum. You can feel it running down your ass, a sticky sweet mess.

Your back falls back to the bed, your chest rising and falling rapidly as you struggle to catch your breath. You feel Eddie’s tongue cleaning up your mess, his lips kissing the insides of your thighs before pressing one last kiss to your swollen clit.

“Holy shit.” you giggle as he comes back up to meet your eyes.

“Feel better?” he grins, his face glistening from his job well done.

“So much better.” you breathe, pulling him in for a kiss, tasting yourself all over his tongue. “And thank you, baby.”

“For what?” Eddie murmurs as he buries his face in your neck.

“For always grounding me.”

“I love you, sweetheart. I’m not going anywhere.”

“I love you so much, Eds.” you smile up at him. “By the way, I’m telling all your friends you fucked me to Marvin Gaye.”

“You wouldn’t.” Eddie gasps dramatically, narrowing his eyes at you.

“Oh but I would.”

[sophvilla]

Baby, is it gonna fit ?

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Pairing: Bf! Soobin X Gf! Femreader

Synopsis: Soobin didn't know that he had a Size Kink at all, it all started Innocent but Deep down he Truly Knows that it's not Innocent at all.

Warning: Smut, MDNI, 18+, Size kink, Unprotected, Reader gets called ( Baby, Princess, My Love, Babygirl) etc.

CHOI SOOBIN | 최수빈

Soobin has a major size Kink....

It all started with how small and short you look beside his 6’1 frame, he is twice as taller then you and to which he somehow felt proud about it, comparing how small your hand are in comparison to his, huge hands then,

How small you looked in his Gigantic Shirt as he smiled like fool watching you drown in his clothes.

He didn’t think that something this innocent will become something so…..kinky,? But it actually did cause..

Whenever his cock was buried deep inside of your cunt all he can think of is how tightly you’re squeezing around his Length, watching how good you’re taking him with tears streaming down your face as you take inhuman thrust.

He watches as his cock disappear inside your that tight little hole that felt like a glove to cock, pounding inside your Sensitive pussy as you already cum for the second time, begging him that you can’t take it anymore to which he replies,

“ Yess you can, my love, ..take all that I’m giving you” as you dumbly nod at his words through your tears proving the fact how fucked out you are right now,

Continuing to abuse his cock inside your overstimulated pussy as it reaches your cervix making your eyes roll back at the stretch and pleasure you feel,

“God, you feel so good around me” Your boyfriend rasp out between his brutal pace of thrusts, You mumble out incoherent words between your moans of pleasure,

“ huh ..uh ….keep going-g” you said in between your hiccups as you feel yourself reaching your third orgasm of the night

“Fuck, look at you right now” He grins upon hearing your request and obliging to it immediately as his thrust turns more Deep and rhythmically harder into your cunt making a clapping sound of Skin Smacking against eachother, making you tremble at the newly set pace,

“you want to come, princess?”

“Y-yes, I- please---”

“Then cum for me babygirl, cum on my cock” Soobin says out of breath as he cums at the same time filling you up with his cum but doesn't stop with his thrust as he continues to fuck his cum into your sensitive pussy making you clench around his cock in an extremely tight grip.

His hips started to give desperate thrust into you, as one of his hands pulls your body even more closer then it was and the other hand pulling your hips closer to his as He started to grind his hip back and forth to yours causing even more friction then ever,

"fucking hell baby, you feel so fucking good." He grunts out, Head falling back as His hand let go of your hip and wrapping his hand around your delicate neck and start to fuck you even harder, in his head all he can think of how Fucking small you are compared to him, How he can easily break you, or How your small cunt is taking his huge cock,

Breaking away from his Trail of thought His eyes focus on yours at how you look on the verge of passing out,

Soobin's constant thrust of his hip inside you, making you too fucked out to even move from the mix of pain & pleasure that your receiving, all you can do is moan and scream at how good you feel right now,

With each thrust, you quite literally Screamed. Seems like you were too sensitive at this point. The sensation of him repeatedly slamming his hips against you turned you into a sobbing mess,

And when his climax exploded for the fourth time within you with one last powerful thrust, his hot cum spurting hard, stuffing you to the brim and painting your womb white— you clawed at him, tugged him closer to your breasts as a mix of scream and moan of his name escaped your lips, trembling at the depth to which he was burying himself inside you.

You were panting, totally spent, sensing the familiar way of his cum trickling down your thighs as Soobin lays inside of you, not pulling out immediately as his cock continues to breed his cum inside of your womb as Soobin gazes down to your flushed goddess like face,

" When did I get so lucky" Soobin mumbles while looking at your sleepy smile that you give him as you drift into slumber

[covenofagatha]

But you're my stepmom! (Chapter 10)

Word count: 2600+

Warnings: oral, bathroom sex, strap-on, smut, mommy kink, little bit of angst at first

Author's note: so sorry this took so long to post lol things have been crazy

Taglist (hope I didn't miss anyone, and if I did, I'm so sorry!): @stayevildarling@i-just-cannot@hazey-g@buttercandy16@320viada@evilangels-stuff@rmaximoff@morganismspam23@aboutcustardcreams@sasheemo@rigglemethat@walkethisway@mommywandas@r-3-becca@harknessshi@ihaveawifebutwerenotmarriedyet@polaris-likethestar@ahintofchaos @dorabledewdroop @toomanylesbiancouples @accidentally-made-a-sideblog @chiar4anna @lonelyhalfwitch

When you had found out your dad was cheating on your mom two years ago, you could feel the numbness seeping into every crack and crevice in your body. You remember looking at his phone while you two were watching a tv show and seeing the dirty texts he sent to a woman he used to work with. He was never very subtle about texting her, and you just had a feeling. Deep down, you knew what you were going to find. 

That didn’t mean it still didn't hurt. 

The betrayal, the anger, the sadness. They all rushed over you but you’re still not really sure if you actually felt any of it. You were in a daze for the rest of the day, the need to scream building in your throat gradually. 

You finally couldn’t take it anymore and you went for a run the next day, which is something you never would usually do. The thumping of your feet against the pavement sounded like why? why? why? Why would he do this? Why would he choose her over his family? You ran until it felt like your legs were on fire and your lungs were about to burst until you finally doubled over, bit down on your hand, and let the guttural scream claw its way out of you. Your teeth had broken your skin and you could still see the small white scar if you flexed your hand just right. 

After that, you locked the pain somewhere deep down inside you. You hadn’t even gotten to really confront him about it.

But when Agatha says that your dad is having an affair, you feel your stomach drop and somewhere, the buried feelings start begging to get free, rattling on the bars of their enclosure. 

“What?” You ask quietly, a lump growing in your throat as you crane your head up to look at her. Your hand on her stomach stalls. She has a distant look in her eyes. 

“Monday night after you left, your dad couldn’t find his phone so we were looking for it. I found it on the kitchen table while he was looking in his office and he had just gotten a text. I glanced at it and it was from a woman.” Agatha doesn’t continue, but you can only imagine what the text said. 

“I’m sorry,” you whisper, the lump getting bigger. You remember making that mean comment to her the first night you got dinner about him cheating again. 

She laughs ironically. “I guess I can’t be mad. I mean, look at us.”  

You glance up at her to meet her sardonic eyes. “Yeah, but look at who you cheated on versus who he did. I’m sure this other woman isn’t even half as hot as you are.” 

She softly smiles and then leans down to peck your lips with hers. “That’s sweet of you to say, honey.” 

“So what are you going to do?” 

She sighs deeply and starts gently tugging on the ends of your hair. “I don’t know. Confront him? Get a divorce? I’ve spent the last two days just trying to figure something out.” 

Her cold silence makes sense now. So does the way she fucked you earlier. 

You turn your head and press a kiss to her bare shoulder. “I’m sorry,” you repeat, because what else is there to say? “Is there anything I can do to help?” 

Her fingers tighten in your hair and they pull to tilt your head so you’re looking right at her. “I can think of something,” she says, a teasing lilt in her voice. 

“Oh, yeah?” Your eyebrow raises and she smirks with a daring nod. “Anything for my step-mother.” 

You kiss down her stomach, making sure to sink your teeth into her delectable abs and suck hard. She moans and arches her back off the bed. Soon enough, her midsection is littered with red marks and fuck, it’s hot. 

If your dad is too much of a fucking idiot to appreciate this woman, you’ll just have to take matters into your own hands. 

You settle between her thighs on the bed and slowly drag your tongue up the inside of her right thigh. A noise slips out from her lips and you do the same thing on the other side to hear it again. 

“Stop teasing, baby,” she warns in a low voice. She’s glistening. 

You chuckle and then lick up through her folds. She groans and raises her hips so you can get in closer. Your tongue swirls around her clit. 

“Fuck,” she swears under her breath. You begin to lap at her, heat growing between your own legs at the way her breath stutters and her thighs begin to shake. 

“Did he ever make you feel like this?” You ask, words garbled since your mouth is full of her cunt. But she rolls her hips on her face seemingly involuntarily, so you know she understood. 

“Never,” she says breathlessly and you pick up the pace, swirling and sucking, wanting her to feel good. 

She cums quickly and then she pulls you up into a deep kiss, tongue moving over yours to taste herself. 

“What does this mean for us?” You wonder aloud after she cleans your face and you both are cuddling again. If Agatha and your father get divorced, will this affair end? Will it become more?

“What do you want it to mean?” 

“I don’t know,” you say, because you don’t. “I like this, though.” 

She kisses your forehead and you can feel her smiling against you. “I do, too.” 

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Dinner tonight with Agatha and I? is what your dad texts you the next day while you’re at school. You frown and quickly shoot Agatha a text about it. The two of you hadn’t spoken any more about what she was going to do about your father’s infidelity so you just want to be aware if you’re walking into a trap. You’re not sure you can take another dinner where your dad sits you down and tells you that he’s getting a divorce. 

Agatha responds that she hasn’t talked to him yet. You did know that he was away on business – although, that could just be code for having an affair – so he hasn’t been home. And you don’t think Agatha would be one to confront him over the phone. 

You text your dad back that you’ll be there. You’re curious to see what it’s about. 

The rest of the day passes quickly while you worry about what dinner could bring. You take a quick shower when you get home from school and put on a casual black dress. You don’t really care about looking nice for whatever restaurant you go to, you just want to look good for Agatha. Your mouth almost waters at the thought of whatever she will wear. She always manages to look ethereal. 

Your phone buzzes with a message from Agatha. Your father is meeting us at the restaurant. I’m outside. 

You can sense the tension radiating off the older woman the moment you step outside. She tersely watches you walk over to her car and slide into the passenger seat. Agatha’s wearing pants with a silky button down shirt and she looks hot. 

“Hey, baby,” she says, leaning over to press a kiss to your cheek. 

“You okay?” 

She grimaces and puts her sunglasses on. “I’ve barely talked to him since he left on his trip. He just asked if the three of us could get dinner.” 

Your brow furrows. “Are you going to say anything tonight?” 

Agatha purses her lips and reaches over to pat your leg. “I wouldn’t do that with you there. I’m not putting you in the middle of this.” 

Your heart warms because your mother did not hesitate to put you in the middle of her problems with your dad. She had broken almost every boundary and turned you into her therapist, and it now fills you with immense gratitude that Agatha won’t do that. 

Even though you are very much in the middle of it, with you and her having sex and all. 

“Thank you.” 

You both launch into small talk until you pull into the restaurant parking lot, where you see your dad waiting out front. Your stomach begins to sink just at the sight of him. 

You can’t believe he did it again. 

“Sweetheart, are you alright?” Agatha asks, voice tight with worry. She must see how you’re looking at him through the window. You’ve never opened up about your parents with her, but you can tell that she at least partly knows how you must be feeling. 

You clench your jaw and steel your nerves. “I’m good.” 

You try to not get angry when your dad’s face lights up at the sight of the two of you. 

“My favorite girls!” He booms and pulls you both into a hug. You can feel how tense Agatha is and you’re sure you feel the same. “How are we?”

“Good,” you mutter and Agatha says something along the lines of that as well. 

He made a reservation so you’re immediately led to a booth tucked in the back of the restaurant. You sit opposite your dad and Agatha doesn’t hesitate before sliding in next to you. 

“How was your trip?” Agatha asks, tone laced with something sharp like she’s trying to catch him in an act. 

Before he can answer, the waitress comes over. She looks a few years older than you, with brown hair and pretty blue eyes. Almost like a younger version of Agatha, you think. She takes your drink orders, her gaze lingering a bit too long on you as you ask for a sprite. 

You can see Agatha scowling at her out of the corner of your eye. 

Your dad starts talking about his work when she leaves but you suddenly lose all focus when Agatha slowly moves her hand to your thigh and grips it possessively. 

She clearly does not like the waitress, who comes back a few minutes later with your drinks. Fully aware of this, you reach out to take your sprite from the waitress and your fingers brush right in front of Agatha’s face.

Her nails dig into your leg and you subtly smirk at her. Her eyes have completely darkened. 

After everyone orders food, you excuse yourself to go to the bathroom. You’ve started throbbing from the tight hold Agatha has on you – both literally and figuratively – and you’re not sure you’ll last another minute without some relief. 

Just as you push open the door, someone grabs your wrist and shoves you inside. You gasp and whirl around, fear clenching your heart, only to find that it’s Agatha. 

She closes the door behind her and locks it. You’re so thankful it’s a single-person bathroom. 

Agatha advances and you step back until you hit the sink. 

“I know what you’re doing,” she hisses, trapping you against it by putting her hands on either side of you. 

“What do you mean, mommy?” You ask innocently, enjoying the way her dark eyes flash. Her hand comes up to wrap around your throat and a thrill runs through you. You’re sure you’re absolutely dripping now. 

“You were making eyes at that dirty waitress,” she accuses. “Looks like you need a reminder of who you belong to.” 

Before you can ask what she means, she flips you over so the sink is cutting into your hip bones and you can see the reflection of you both in the mirror. You look like a mess. And she looks like she is enjoying every bit of it. 

And then she grinds her front against you and you feel something hard in her pants. You watch your mouth fall open in the mirror. 

“You-” You don’t even have the words and the ache inside you is only getting worse. A smug smile spreads across her face as she reaches down to unzip her pants. Her other hand moves your underwear to the side, not even bothering to take it off.

She drags her strap-on up and down your slit, laughing cruelly at the way your hips move to try to get her inside. 

“Please,” you whine, feeling empty. 

She leans down so she can whisper in your ear, “Who do you belong to?” 

“You, mommy,” you say desperately and you let out a loud moan when she finally pushes into you.

“Be quiet,” she jeers and spanks you hard. You bite down on your lip to keep from moaning, but also to keep from telling her that spanking makes noise, too.

She sets a rough pace from the beginning, grabbing onto your hips with bruising force. You let out little gasps as she thrusts into you, over and over, already bringing you close to the edge. She reaches around you with one hand and starts rubbing your clit and your head falls forward in pleasure. 

Agatha pauses for a second so she can yank you back up by your hair. “Look at yourself,” she says, forcing you to watch yourself in the mirror. She resumes her fast pace. “Look at how well you’re taking my cock for me. Look at how much of a slut you are for me.” When she calls you a slut, you physically can’t stop the sound that comes out of your mouth. 

“Mommy, please,” you pant, your entire body feeling like a livewire. “Wanna cum.”

“Do you think a brat like you deserves to cum after making mommy jealous like that?” 

“M’sorry, mommy, I’ll be good,” you practically cry. You meet every thrust, eyes rolling back in your head from how perfect she feels. Your body is on edge from all the effort it’s taking to not cum. “Need to, so close.”

“Who do you belong to?” 

“You, only you,” you sob. 

“Good girl,” she says, pressing a kiss to the side of your neck. “Cum for me, sweetheart.” 

Two more thrusts and a rub of your clit and you cum all over her cock. It’s explosive and you bite on your lip so hard that you taste blood. She begins to slow down as you come back down to earth and you rest your head against the mirror to recover. 

Someone knocks on the door and you freeze since your step-mother is buried to the hilt inside of you at this current moment. 

But she just sweetly calls, “Occupied!” and you can’t help but laugh breathlessly. She pulls out of you and you wince. 

“Wow,” you say as she helps you clean up. “You know I wasn’t flirting with the waitress, right?” 

She smirks and pulls you in for a deep kiss. “I know, baby. I just couldn’t spend another minute listening to your dad talk.”

“Join the club.” 

You feel like everyone is watching the two of you as you make your way back to the table, but in reality, they’re not. Your dad is on his phone texting someone – you think you see a woman’s name at the top – but he quickly swipes out of it when he notices that you both have come back. You glance at Agatha just in time to see her eye twitching. 

“There you ladies are! I thought you had gotten lost. Everything okay?” He asks. You think you’re just imagining the condescending tone, but Agatha stiffens next to you so maybe not. 

“Actually yeah,” she says. “I’m filing for divorce.” You gape at her as she spins on her heel and walks away. 

You turn your head back to your dad, who looks back at you, dumbfounded. 

“Sweet pea-” he starts but you hold up your hand to cut him off. 

“No. Fuck you. You don’t deserve anyone.” 

And then you leave to follow Agatha, feeling suddenly like the weight inside you has finally lifted. 

[lovetei]

Obey me demon brothers reacting to mc being hit with a "special" potion by someone and them having to deal with mc being extremely horny and dominant plus having their back absolutely blown? (Btw I love your writing🫶🏼)

It's like 1 in the morning and my phone is at 8 percent, the best time to write.

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MC was affected by this mysterious potion that makes them crave for some back-breaking fuck

Warnings: No proofreading, grammar mistakes, spelling mistakes, smut, no censoring, reader is Implied to be wearing strap or having cock (a big one), fingering them, wrong use of car hood, choking, air deprivation, wrong use of ties, ovestimulation

Parts: Demon brothers, Side Characters

Links: Masterlist

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LUCIFER

Are you being serious?

You mean to tell him that the reason why you came home looking like that

Why you came home and immediately went inside his room

Is because you were affected by this strange potion?

That makes you feel like you're in heat?

It doesn't matter, he needs to check up on you and see if it's harmful or not

Or to see if he can do anything to help you, at least.

"A-AUGH!" Moans and screams that sounds too whiny to be his escaped his mouth as your fingers moved wilder. "Wait a second!" He screamed the second time before you added another finger.

He was drooling like a dog on top of his desk as his cock spurt out strings of cum, staining the dark wood of his desk. "You better keep your back like this or I'll have to force it then." You ordered after you grabbed his shoulder and made him arch his back.

"G-Give me a break atleast..!" Is the last thing he screamed after he felt something hard against his used ass.

MAMMON

He was panicking

He knew that this ingredient had an aphrodisiac like effect on humans

But he didn't know it would be this much.

Plus he meant no harm!

He simply fed you this bread during your night out to make things a little exciting!

"Stop fucking moving." You cursed out as you slammed in his ass harder making him moan even more "I-I'm trying..!" He sobbed out as you bent him over the hood of his car, one of his legs raised on it while his dick continued to leak pre.

"P-Please don't be mad! O-One more! I promise I'll do better!" He begged like a whore as he pushed himself closer to you, trying to push your length deeper.

And the last thing he remembered is how he passed out and woke up again with his legs up your shoulder as you relentlessly pound into him.

LEVIATHAN

He kind of knew that it has strong aphrodisiac in it

It was said in the warning after all

But he's a high ranking demon so of course it has no effect on him

And he forgot that you're still human despite having that enormous amount of magic

"Shhh... Breath in." You chuckled at him as he shakily inhaled, sweat coating his forehead as you pushed your fingers inside of him once again "A-Agh~ I think I really can't do it anymore..!" Panic settled in when he felt himself on the edge with just your fingers.

His breathing got more ragged and panicked as you moved your fingers "Don't say that! I know you can take it..." You tried to cover your annoyed mood by sweetening your words.

"N-No... I-I think I'll die..!" His cock leaked pre but your patience is just starting to run thin "Levi how about we shut up?" You pushed your fingers down his throat "You made me like this so take responsibility." You threatened.

SATAN

He saw this unique spell in one of his books.

It applies aphrodisiac on foods without needing an actual potion

And so he though, why not try it on you?

You have gained a pretty amount of mana since time time you first came here

You can handle this much right?

Satan held on the bookshelf for his dear life as he bit on the tie harder to surpress his moans "You might break the shelf at this rate..." You panted out as you pushed yourself deeper inside of him.

A groan escaped his throat as tears does from his eyes "No mwore!" He managed to say through the gag as he caressed his ass, red from all the spanking he received earlier.

You just held his hands and slammed all the way in, his knees completely giving up and your hands holding his up is the only thing preventing him from falling "There, there... I'll start moving now..." You sweetly said, ignoring his please.

ASMODEUS

He didn't mean to!

You just looked so hot earlier that he forgot he had this ability!

Accidentally putting aphrodisiac on your food... How horrible!

Don't worry, he'll take responsibility!

Rhythmic moan is the only thing that can be hear inside the dimly lit room of Asmodeus, oh, the slapping sound of his ass whenever it hits your waist too.

"Augh!~ I-I'm getting a little tired honey~" He moaned as he continued to bounce himself on top of you as you lazily sat on his sofa "Maybe a little help..?" He guided your hands to his waist, implying that he wants you to move him yourself.

When you didn't react, he looked back at you over his shoulders and saw how you look completely out of it, dilated pupils and red cheeks "You know... If I started moving you yourself I might break your fragile little waist." You whined out as he felt you grip him harder.

BEELZEBUB

He's really sorry!

He forgot about this aphrodisiac and how it's harmful for humans...

What do you mean he can help cure the pain?

Sure, he'll help!

You played with Beelzebub's vibrant hair as his mouth worked wonders for you "Just like that~" You moaned as you looked down at him.

"Am I helping you relive the pain..?" He pulled away for a minute, a string of saliva and cum connecting his lips from your thighs "Yes, Beel. You're doing so good~" You leaned down to give him a little kiss

"I'm pretty sure this is hurting too~" You moved your feet closer to his clothed cock, visibly hard and straining against his pants "Then... Can MC help me relive it later too..?" He asked which made you smirk.

BELPHEGOR

It started off as a harmless prank

It was supposed to be a harmless prank

He didn't know it would reach this far

And he never thought that you'll let it reach this far!

"F-Fucking hell! MC!" He managed to say between the small intervals where you raised his head and let him breath, it's sad that this is what he decided to say.

You slammed his head back down on the pillow and moved your hip back and forth, enough to push him forward and have him holding the bed frame.

And then he tapped your thigh signaling that he's about to cum, and being a nice human, you let him, but this time, you didn't raise his head to let him breath and now you can see the panic.

How he was struggling to push himself up as cum leak out of his cock continuously, you harshly pulled his hair to let him breath "A-Ah~ I-I can't breath please!" He was holding your hands as he begged, tears and sweat messing up his face.

It was a sight to behold before you push him back down.

[bambisworlds]

after show special

harry can't wait to get you alone after his concert, so he takes you to his dressing room (1,383 word count)

content warnings, mdni 18+

f!reader, slight dom!harry, sassy!harry, cocky!harry, established relationship, oral (f. receiving), fingering, light squirting, unprotected sex (wrap it before you tap it), light breath play, spanking (once), praise, creampie, no direct character description, use of "good girl", let me know if i missed anything x

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I bit my lip with a slight smile as I started to record Harry while he sang Watermelon Sugar. Like magnets, his eyes found mine in the crowd. I smiled as his gaze landed on me. I expected him to blow a kiss, or do something cute for the camera like usual, but the look he gave me... I knew I was fucked.

The minute Harry walked off the stage he pulled me into a devouring kiss. My brain seemed to block out the screams of the fans, which got louder when his lips touched mine. All I could feel was him.

"Come with me," he smirks, yanking my hand to drag me along. He pulled me through the hallways until we reached his dressing room. He practically shoved me inside then kicked the door shut and locked it behind him. He walked over and scooped me up into his arms, my legs dangling around his waist. He set me on the leather couch, immediately attacking me with kisses while his hands explored my body like his life depended on it. My back arched off the sofa in an attempt to maximize the closeness between us. His hands moved down to grip my thighs beneath my skirt, squeezing the soft flesh. While our tongues tangled together he pushed my legs up to my chest and pulled away, settling between my spread legs in a flash.

He sat on the balls of his feet as he ripped my panties off, literally. With a moan he launched forward, burying his face between my thighs. The rings on his fingers dug into the sensitive flesh of my thighs as he ate me out with wild abandon.

My lips parted into an 'oh' shape as my head fell back against the couch. My hands blindly reach for something and grip onto the leather cushions of the couch. The lewd slurping and wet sounds from between my legs spurred me on, and the groaning of the leather couch when I fidgeted.

I gasped and reached down to grip his hair as he pistoned his tongue in and out of my hole. My back arches off the bed from the delicious friction. I look down at Harry briefly to realize his eyes have been locked on my face the entire time. His eyes were dark, heated with sexual energy. I shivered under his gaze and he smirked, focusing back on my pussy.

Harry pulled back briefly, spit on my pussy, then went back at it. "Jesus..." I mutter, my eyes fluttering shut as he suctioned on my clit. Harry's hands disappeared from my thighs as he began to remove his rings. He mutters 'stupid fuckin' things' as he struggles to get one off. The second it was off he haphazardly tossed it onto the floor. His left hand pushed my left thigh up against my chest again and he slid his right middle finger into me. I gasp and my back arches from the lewd squelch of his finger pumping into me.

"Fuck," he moans lowly from the audible wetness of my cunt. With a gravelly groan, he began to lick and suck on my clit again, his middle finger pumping in and out of me. I squirt slightly as his finger brushes against my g-spot and Harry moans loudly, his eyes rolling back as he eats me out with renewed vigor, his finger pumping faster.

My moans grow more desperate as my orgasm builds rapidly within me. My mouth drops open and I arch off the bed as I cum. My thighs tremble and squeeze around Harry's head tightly but his ministrations don't relent.

Only when I go limp and the trembling of my legs turn to twitching does he pull away with a satisfied sigh, his lips and chin glistening in my slick. As if unable to resist, he leans back in to place a long lick up my slit before finally rising to his feet.

My eyes follow his face as I stand. My breasts were heaving beneath the tight, black, crop top I was wearing. My eyes flickered down the obvious bulge in his trousers as he rose to his full height and I gulped.

Harry bends down, picks me up, and spins us around so I'm sitting on his lap. He leans in and captures his lips with mine, kissing me hungrily as he shoves my shirt up over the swell of my breasts. Without looking, he yanks my bra down so my breasts spill out and his large hands cup them eagerly. I moan sweetly as I kiss him, tasting myself on his tongue as his hands squeeze and grope at my tits.

I roll my hips as we kiss, rubbing my bare cunt against the bulge in his trousers. Harry smirks against my lips with a dark chuckle, "Need something, princess?" he teases, his breath hot against my lips. He pulls back from my mouth as he unzips his trousers and pulls his cock out. I subconsciously lick my lips, looking back and forth between his face and hardened cock. "Go ahead then," he says flatly. He leans back against the couch with a cocky smirk. It amazed me how he was so sweet to me in everyday life, then turned into a smug bastard whenever we had sex. I'll admit, it's hot.

I reach down and give his cock a few slow tugs before lifting myself and hovering over it. His eyes remain locked on my face as I position the tip at my entrance. My hips rock subtly as I coat the head of his cock in my juices and he bites his lip. His eyes flicker down between my legs briefly before returning to my face. "You gonna play with it all day, or fuck it?" Harry asks flatly. I roll my eyes good-naturedly and slowly sink onto his cock. 

Harry lets out a ragged moan, his head falling back against the sofa. "That's it," he encourages as I slowly work my way down his impressive length. When I lower myself completely, so his balls were pressed against my ass, he hisses, "Jesus Christ."

I refocus on his face. His eyes were blown out and filled with hunger as he stared at me. My hips begin to rock in slow motions and Harry's mouth drops open. 

"Fuck yeah," he encourages, resting his large hands on my hips. He guides my movements, yet allows me to pick the pace. My lips part in a breathy moan as I continue my slow, tantalizing movements. Harry's moans were all the encouragement I needed as I began to bounce on his lap. "Oh fuck," he gasps as I start to bounce enthusiastically on him. He let out a heavy breath with each of my downward thrusts, his green eyes flickering all over my body. 

The wet slap of flesh only spurred me on further. Harry's hands began to roam over my body. They slid up my sides, to my breasts, then up until one of them wrapped loosely around my throat. The display made my pussy clench and he smirked knowingly, tightening his grip. 

Harry's other hand came down on my ass with a sharp smack, "Keep going." he says huskily and I moan desperately in response, picking up my pace. 

"Oh god," I gasp, my eyes squeezing shut as the coil in me threatens to snap. My movements become desperate and erratic as I chase my release. Harry's moans grow louder, his hand tightening around my throat.

"Good job baby, come on my cock," he encourages breathlessly. 

After a few more desperate motions I cum, my body shuddering violently. I let out a shaky moan and fell forward so my forehead rested against his shoulders. 

"Fucking hell," Harry grunts, bucking his hips up into mine as he cums as well. I moan sweetly as I feel the familiar warmth of his cum inside me and roll my hips slightly, prolonging both of our pleasures. After a few moments, I shiver and still on his lap. We both pant as we come down from our highs. "I almost cut the set list in half just so we could do this." Harry chuckles breathily and his head falls back against the couch, sighing in satisfaction. 

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[milla-frenchy]

Imagine Tommy pussing you off so go find Joel, Joel fucks you, you call Tommy and put it on voicemail so he can here you screaming Joel’s name

Does Joel put on a show? Does Tommy jerk off ti the sound? Does Joel get mad at you for getting him involved in this and and and and-

Mood board @aurorawritestoescape 😍🤌 (pic for mood only)

0k7 | Joel Miller x fem reader | ao3 | Masterlist Warnings: 18+ mdni. Infidelity, masturbation (m), degradation, piv, creampie. No age specified

a/n: @romanarose I changed a little part of your ask, hope you’ll like what I imagined 🙏 @aurorawritestoescape thank you for beta-ing 💕😘

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Joel was not particularly a good man. His sense of morality was questionable. It always had been, and that would probably never change. So when you knocked on his door to complain about Tommy after he ended up at Travis County for what seemed like the 100th time, Joel didn't think it could be a bad idea to let you in.

When you sat on the couch and told him that Tommy had hit on a waitress in a bar, and that her boyfriend had beaten him up before the two of them were taken away by the cops, he didn't even hide his smile. His brother had always been a loser, and that wasn't going to change any time soon.

“I’m so tired of his shit, Joel. How many times have I got him out of prison? And he was flirting with another girl. Again. I wonder if he fucked that one, too.”

And that’s how you ended up in Joel’s bed, legs spread, his cock pounding your cunt hard and fast, eyes fixed on your dripping hole, that was covering him in white.

When you got a call later that evening, your head was buried in a pillow and Joel was gripping your hips. You didn't even check who was calling you.

When your phone rang again the next day, Joel’s cock was buried balls deep in your core. And when he saw his brother's name on your phone, he told you to pick up. You were still pissed off and didn’t hesitate, putting the call on speaker just as Joel started fucking you again. Your moans were the only sounds that came out of your mouth.

“Uh, babe? What the hell is going on?”

“You broke your toy, little bro. Now I’m fixin’ it… oh fuck, that pussy’s so fuckin’ tight...”

“The fuck? Joel?! Babe, is that a fuckin’ joke?”

Joel was fucking you so good, spreading your walls around his cock and perfectly hitting your g spot, that you didn’t even bother to answer Tommy.  Besides, Joel was dealing with him perfectly.

“You didn't tell me she was so good at takin’ a cock. Suckin’ it too. Blew my load down her throat this morning. Been fuckin’ her all night, shit…”

“Fuck, baby? Why are you doin’ this to me?”

“Well, I think it has something to do with the other women you’re banging, jackass...” 

“Oh fuck, baby, come on… You know I love you, right?”

“Oh, shit. She’s suckin’ me in, Tommy. She’s squeezing my fuckin’ cock so tight…”

Joel knelt between your thighs, one hand gripping your waist, fucking you as if you were a rag doll. Rubbing your clit with his thumb, spitting on it for Tommy to hear. His brother was no longer talking, and you only heard his breathing. More and more unsteady.

Joel sneered and said “Jesus Christ, Tommy, you’re jerking off, hearing me fuck your girlfriend?”

You let out a moan that wasn't just from Joel's cock and finger.

“Gonna fill her up soon. Hope she’s on the pill or something, or we’ll have some weird family lunch, lil’ bro...”

You heard Tommy grunt, and the fist clenched on his cock sped up his movement. You could hear the fap fap fap as clearly as if he had been in the same room as you. Watching Joel railing you.

“Shit Tommy, you’re such a loser. Ya gonna fuck her through my cum tonight, uh? She’s so full of me, man…”

“Fuck, fuck, ‘m gonna come…”

“Yeah? Ya want your toy back after I fixed it?”

“Yeah, yeah. Baby, wanna fuck you… want you to be full of me too. Please? Please, baby. Lemme fuck you tonight.”

“Tommy…oh, fuck, Joel is fucking me so good… I’m gonna come on your brother’s cock… again.”

“Fuck, fuck. Yeah, keep talkin’ to me like that.”

“He made me cum so many times since yesterday, you know… Oh, god… His cock is so thick, baby…”

“Shit, oh….oh fuck I’m gonna…ah fuuuuuuuck.”

Tommy shot his load onto your bed and on his fist, and you came hearing his moans, clenching on Joel’s cock. He told you “what a good girl you were, taking his big cock so good” until he filled your cunt already full of his spend. You heard Tommy panting over the phone. “Get your ass over here and fuck her in my bed. And when you’ll stick your dick in her cunt, your cock will be soaked in my cum.And I bet you’ll cum in 5 seconds, little bro. Like a damn loser.”

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[gojos-version]

Best friends?

Pairings- Y/N x Satoru Gojo

Summary- You and Satoru are best friends and got into a very interesting (and lewd) activity! Endings soft.

Warnings- Smut, mating press, pet names (sweetheart, baby, princess), kissing, tummy bulge, porn without plot (kinda)

Word count- 525

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a/n- HIIIII I had alot of fun writing this, i was thinking of doing smut with plot but decided not to and yes i made this at 4am 🥺🥺anyways this is my 2nd fic! Feel free to drop any requests <33 my inbox is open :)

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Friends weren't supposed to fuck each other. They weren't supposed to enjoy it this much. 

But it's hard not to enjoy it when Satoru's hips are ramming into yours with a lewd plap! Plap! Plap! Plap! Your eyes unfocused and bleary as he continued his merciless thrusts. "F-fuck! S-so good- shit!" Satoru whimpers into your neck, one hand holding your hip to stabilise it and the other on top of your tummy right where you can feel him deep inside of you. The tummy bulge making itself prominent with each thrust he slams into you. Your legs burn as you hold them to your chest to feel him oh so deep inside of you. You feel your eyes roll back into your head and your back arching, "S-satoru- s-slow down- a-ah!" You almost scream out. "S-shit she's so loud, listen to her" Satoru grunts, listening to your wet pussy making the most pornographic sounds you'd find in a fake video. But oh it was so real. Your slick covers both of your thighs and drips on the mattress under where you're both connected.

"C-cant! A-ah!" You moan out, your body feels like jelly all you can do is just sit there and take it. "N-no baby, please hold on- please- f-fuck!" Satoru cries out into your neck. Heat feels both of your bodies as you get closer and closer. Something snaps making Satorus thrusts somehow even faster. "I-im g-gonna! S-satoru-!" You scream out gripping his shoulders. "Yeahhhhh atta girl, come for me..let go you can do it- shit!" He hisses feeling himself on the brink. And oh it feels so good. So right but so wrong. But at this moment you couldn't find it in yourself to care. Your body feels like it's on fire, like electricity shooting throughout your body as pleasure overtakes all your senses. "I-i'm! O-oh! S-satoru-" you gasp out, clenching around him as you feel yourself give into the white pleasure taking over. Your eyes roll back and shut seeing white, as you start shaking. You don't even feel Satoru finish inside of you for the nth time tonight.

"S-shit baby are you okay?" Satoru whimpers out, holding you close to him. You open your eyes and blink foggily at him, he kisses your forehead chastely. You wince as he pulls out softly feeling his cum drip out of you. There was so much of it, it was almost like a pool. "Let me get you cleaned up, sweetheart." You feel his body leaves yours but he's back before you know it, cleaning you off. "I'll run a bath for you, alright princess? Then we can rest." Satoru says, looking up at you for confirmation and you nodded your head softly. After he runs the bath, he picks you up bride style and slowly puts you in the bath, sitting behind you and massaging your hair. It feels too good. He was your best friend but right now it feels like you're more than that. You probably are after having sex, right? You feel your eyelids close as you hum softly. Maybe being more than best friends wouldn't be so bad.

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[miam0re]

Somebody Might Catch Us | Honkai Star Rail

Warnings: Semi-public risky sex, fingering(blade), blowjob(Welt), teasing(giving and receiving), more stuff i probably missed

Summary: Sex but with the risk of doing it in public. How exciting!

Pairings: Dan Heng, Blade, Welt Yang, Gepard X Fem!Reader (Separate)

Mia's Notes: I'm finally writing for Star Rail as well 😎 okay my favourite is DEFINITELY Welt Yang with his whole DILF vibes like uh hello those wrinkles under his eye?!?!? Please do me already heueuehe. Y'all can drop some more ideas in my inbox if y'all want <3

“Are…Are you sure about this?” He gulped nervously, eyes flitting down to where your skirt was hiked up over your hips, your bare skin shaded aquamarine under the dim lights of the archives room. Wrapping your arms and legs around him, you tugged him close enough to hover over you as leaned back on the table, whispering a seductive ‘yes’ into his ear. Your body was so inviting when he sank his dick into your warm pussy, all worries about anyone walking into the unlocked room have drained from his thoughts. At first, he’s slow, thinking he can satisfy his lust with just a little feel of your amazing body. But with every passing thrust, his pace increased till he started rutting into you like an animal in heat, muffling your moans and cries with his mouth on yours. His hands grab your thighs and push them up, angling his cock to hit you deeper and deeper each time. “I…I’m going to cum…going to cum inside…” His steamy breath fanned over your neck, teeth sinking into the flesh as he released all his essence into you, thrusting it deeper and deeper. Can’t risk spilling a drop over the table now, can you?

“Shhhh, keep quiet now, the others are right on the other side of the wall.” He’s got a mean glimmer in his blood red eyes as he mercilessly fingers your cunt, free hand pinning your wrists above you. You’re helpless under his grip as he taunts you with pinches to your clit, testing your restraint. The way your eyes are screwed shut and how you bite your bottom lip, you’re tempting him to play with you further. His fingers squelch into your cunt with rough movements that make you spasm. He peppers reassuring kissing along your jawline, as if that would comfort the way he adds a third finger to his ministrations, pressing against your fleshy g-spot. “My, my. Look at the way you’re dripping all over my fingers. Are you enjoying this that much? The thought that someone might see how naughty you are being for me?” A whimper escaped your lips at his honeyed voice, laced with lust and hunger to see you writhing even further. His speed increases and so does your desire to scream and come undone over his fingers. Perhaps in the next moment or so…we’ll see what happens first.

“You are quite an impatient one, aren’t you?” He chuckles in a husky voice, caressing your hair as you kneel between his legs. Your hands rest on his inner thighs, eyes glazed over in desire, gawking at his cock. “You do know that the others will return soon. I don’t think they’ll be pleased seeing us doing such…acts in the parlour cabin.” He hisses when your tongue licks the tip of him, before wrapping your lips around the head to get a taste. “Well then we’d better hurry, don’t you think so, Mr.Yang?” You look up at him with a gaze so submissive, he can’t help but smile and grab your chin, parting your lips for his cock to enter your mouth again. He chokes a gasp when you immediately start sucking and bobbing your head to fit his thick cock in your mouth. Your tongue slurps and swallows every drop of his precum, the taste making you crave for the main course as well. “Ah, ah, slow down, Little One. What’s the fun if you’re going to bring me to cum so easily.” He sighs and grabs the hair on your scalp, pulling you and bringing you to a pause. “Go slow, and really savour it.”

“J-just be still and don’t make too much of a sound, okay?” Gepard stutters while fumbling with his armour, trying to release his throbbing cock from its confines. “I didn’t know you were this horny. Should have told me sooner.” You giggled, pressing your chest against the wall in a random alleyway, pulling your skirt up and shaking your bare ass at him. His eyes widened as he pumped his heavy cock a few times, before grabbing your hips and stuffing you full in a single thrust. You gasped and threw your head back against his shoulder. “I’m sorry, sorry. I haven’t had a moment alone with you in a while. Couldn’t wait.” He’d become so blinded with lust that the moment he saw you walking around while he was on patrol, he dragged you into an alleyway to sink his cock into your cunt. “Feels so good…” He kisses your neck to muffle his moans as he snaps his hips into yours, pushing you further into the wall. He grinds deeper into you, holding your thrashing body in a tight grip. “Stay still…need to cum…so bad.” But how can you stay still when his cock makes you feel so good, sending shivers through you? You’ll have to be quiet for a while, he probably won’t stop after just once.

[bustedcartire]

𝓡𝓮𝓪𝓵𝓲𝓼𝓽𝓲𝓬 𝓛𝓮𝓪𝓽𝓱𝓮𝓻𝓯𝓪𝓬𝓮 𝓝𝓼𝓯𝔀 𝓗𝓮𝓪𝓭 𝓒𝓪𝓷𝓸𝓷𝓼

(This is all very olden based so aka the time these movies have came out so around 1939 so these will be more oldern southern type head canons)

𝓣𝓱𝓸𝓶𝓪𝓼 𝓗𝓮𝔀𝓲𝓽𝓽

Size- 5 inches when soft, 7 1/2 inches when hard

Grooming- He doesn’t really groom himself below the belt. The only thing he does is trim a bit when it’s irritating him from sweat (he shaved one time with ludas razor and got in trouble because he literally didn’t clean the razor and it was still in the bath so since then he just let it grow)

What’s it look like…?- He isn’t circumcised. He was born in a slaughter house and Luda didn’t bring him to get him circumcised and she wouldn’t have the money for it anyways.

Sound- He’s decently loud. The first time you two had sex he was kinda confused and thought you were hurt but once he caught on he started to make a bit of sounds

Would he bottom?- I think he would definitely have you ride him if he was too tired and the first time you do it make sure the house is empty because the boy will moan and groan like crazy.

Favorite position- missionary, G- whiz, leapfrog, the seashell but the table top it the easiest for him so the bed doesn’t bang against the walls that much and since he’s taller it’s like having a alligator ontop of you so the tabletop position lets you breathe, and cowgirl but you two only do it when he’s tired cause he kinda feels bad cause your doing all the work while you shouldn’t have to worry about it and he should have to be the one that makes you squirm and whine under him.

Head- He doesn’t really care about head…though he does like it when he’s feeling a bit insecure…to have you- a beautiful being- on your knees taking him in your mouth always made him want it more.

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Giver- He will definitely give you head. He would anytime anywhere aslong as he can get a taste.

How does he like you groomed- He honestly grew up thinking girls didn’t grow hair so if he saw pubic hair he would be a bit confused but would still eat you like his last meal.

Virgin- Definitely. This man in a strong believer in celibacy from his mama saying that’s the right thing.

Safe-word- He just wants you to say stop or no if you don’t want something. Things like yellow or pineapple just confused him too much and a strong or small no would make him stop completely and he would use stop or no aswell

kinks- size kink, Thomas is a big boy and he knows it. He likes knowing that he can manhandle you and make you scream and cream like crazy.

breeding kink, of course he wants kids but everytime isn’t because of that. He just likes knowing that he’s the only one that can do that to you and usually he’ll just finish on you but to him it’s close enough.

praise kink, he is constantly mocked or put down so being told he feels good or that he’s big or that he’s doing good will make him the happiest man ever.

Lactophilia, to him it’s more like a comfort thing and since you don’t produce breast milk yet he’ll just usually do it when he’s overwhelmed or if he just needs extra lovin

𝓑𝓾𝓫𝓫𝓪 𝓢𝓪𝔀𝔂𝓮𝓻

Size- about 4 1/2 soft but about 6 1/2 hard.

Grooming- He is a hairy man. Just like Thomas so he will be hairy and a bit more hairy then Thomas is.

What’s it look like…?- He is also uncircumcised. He is more thick and while he is a bigger size he makes up for the extra inch by his thickness.

Sound- He would grunt at first but when he heard you making sound he thought he was doing it wrong so he started to mimic you and would squeal when you squealed and would grunt when you moaned until you told him he doesn’t have to mimic you.

Would he bottom?- He is home a good bit compared to his brothers so he would be more free with positions unless it scared him.

Favorite Position- table top, missionary, spooning, and cowgirl but when you do cowgirl get used to him helping because this boy would thrust up randomly before bottoming out and just lay out until you got tired then he’ll take control

Head- At first kinda thought you were trying to bite his dick off so he was very freaked out until you explained it’ll feel good and he could control the pace and after 30 seconds he was already sprawled out on the mattress seeing stars while you moved your mouth against him.

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Giver- He would only if you shaved. He has texture issues so that would just make him gag and nothing against you it’s just the poor boy would feel like he had hair in his teeth but he would eat you out daily if you’d let him.

How does he like you groomed- Like I said he liked you shaved before oral but for normal sex he doesn’t care. You could be hairy and he would still wanna be balls deep in you and have his face buried in your neck whining.

Virgin- He never gotten close to it and the closest he’s gotten to seeing a naked girl was when he found one of draytons crappy porn magazines and those were just girls cleaning cars.

Safe-word-You would have to have a long conversation about safe words and that’s it’s okay to not want certain things in sex and he decided his safe word was ‘click’ cause he could say it easily.

kinks- heavy on the praise kink. This poor boy is constantly abused emotionally and physically so a simple good boy or saying how good he is will make him feel like he’s in heaven.

(I would say size kink but he only likes the size difference cause it makes him feel more manly and protective and not a ‘he could ravish you’ way)

voyeurism, He walked in on you playing with yourself once and that left him hot and bothered for days making him blush like crazy just looking at you.

Lactophilia, he also sees it as a comfort thing and would usually do it when he was overstimulated or pissed. He was kinda confused on why you didn’t already have breast milk and that night he figured out you needed a baby to do it and he was instantly asking to have a baby like it was simple.

[jensettermandu]

proving a point - jennie kim

genre; smut

pairing; bratty (?) jennie x g!p reader

content; sex in public bathroom, humiliation, breast slapping, degrading

words; 2.3k

masterlist

It definitely wasn't fashionable to be at it in a club bathroom that smelled of cigarettes and piss, but Jennie still managed to make it hot as you had her pressed against the graffiti-filled bathroom wall.

"Just be quick." She breathed out, her bottom lip dragging against your ear as you kissed under her jaw. Your hands held onto her ass as her heavy breaths drowned out the music outside the bathroom.

You hummed and pulled her away from the wall, Jennie's hands gripping onto your hair in eagerness as you picked her up. Her already sinfully short black off-shoulder mini dress which was hugging her body tightly rode up her thighs, no longer covering her modesty. Not that the dress was covering much to begin with which was why you two ended up in the bathroom.

The whole sink creaked when you placed her on top of it, the girl holding onto you to not fall. Her feminine perfume drowned out the smell of cigs and the other bodily fluids which you had no interest in figuring out what they were.

"Just don't get too excited and turn on the faucet." You teased her and her grip on your hair tightened as you sucked on the skin right under her ear.

"Shut up and fuck me hard Y/n." Jennie basically hissed, feeling the gush of wetness in her thongs already seeping through and smearing all over her thighs. She knew better than to wear thongs when going out with you, but she loved when you would place your hand on her inner thigh, and move it up only to feel the wetness that would be gathered there.

You pulled away from her smooth neck and looked at Jennie, her lipstick smudged and a little glance in the mirror behind her was enough for you to see where all that lipstick had gone.

"You do it on purpose, don't you?" You questioned.

"Do what?" Her voice was heavy and filled with arousal.

"Slut yourself out." Jennie rolled her eyes at that and pulled you into her, wrapping her legs around you. "I like being your little whore and having my pussy fucked until it hurts." She spoke in a light voice, a big contrast to what it sounded like just a second ago. You felt how your dick was throbbing and you already knew how much her sopping walls would be throbbing once you would start to fuck her.

You put your lips against hers, restricting her dirty mouth that she knew how to use in so many ways and always liked to waste her talents by leaving snarky comments. Your tongue pushed into her mouth, Jennie greedily sucking and pushing against your tongue with hers while you move your hands up from her waist.

You reached up to the top of her skimpy black dress and pulled, Jennie pushing into you as you pulled it below her breasts.

"Fuck, Y/n." Jennie moaned into your ear to get you to fuck her faster as she pulled away from your mouth. The cold air brushed against her hard nipples with her chest heaving. You reached up with your hand to her hair and bunched it up in your fist before pulling her back, Jennie's head tilting back with her mouth agape.

"You're a real whore aren't you?" You threw the words out there, Jennie's eyes narrowed at you, her wet lips parted with shallow breath escaping them.

"Do you know how to fuck a whore though?" You licked your lower lip at her words, biting down on it after.

"You're acting as if you weren't screaming my name just a few hours ago from how good I was fucking your greedy fucking cunt." Jennie breathed out a chuckle through her breaths, getting lost in the stinging your grip on her hair was bringing her and how it was making her clit throb with need even more.

"I didn't want to make you insecure." She bit back, her pink tongue poking out from between her lips to wet them more before they would get dry from her pants.

You hummed at that and glanced down as her dainty hands found their way to your pants, undoing the button, showing you how needy she actually was for you to fuck her even if she was making these comments. You pulled her by her hair a bit harsher and her back arched, Jennie let out a whimper-like moan when your palm landed against her breast. The slap echoed and made her tug on your pants with her hips trying to push into you but to no avail as you had her in place on the cold sink.

"You slap like a bitch." Jennie commented, swallowing down some of the arousals, but it did nothing as her greedy hole kept clenching, feeling how it was all leaking down.

"Fuck." Jennie choked out as an even harsher slap came from you and you watched the way her right breast was turning red, her nipples hard with goosebumps covering the skin.

"I will fuck the bitch out of you." She whimpered as you cupped the breast in a harsh grip, your cold hand against her warm breast easing the stinging pain your slaps left.

"You would have to know how to fuck to do that." She continued to nip, wanting to rile you up and you were aware of it, but yet it worked as she finally undid your pants.

"You're gonna be crying by the end of it." You warned her ahead of it and let go of her hair and breast after brushing your thumb over the hard bud. Your hands went over to her underwear, the mini dress that she had on bunched up around her hips. You grabbed the skimpy piece of lace that wasn't covering anything as you could see her whole cunt through it, seeing how wet she was.

You pulled it off, taking a step back and stuffing them into your pocket as you looked over her. Jennie was holding onto the sides of the white sink she was on top of and spread her legs open to reveal her soaked and thick pussy that was so greedily clenching in need. Your eyes trailed up from her creamy thigh and at her heaving chest with her right breast red until you met her clouded eyes.

"Good luck, you will be the one crying when you realise that you don't know how to fuck." Jennie said and bit her lower lip as her one hand let go of the sink, the woman running it along her thigh. She inched her hand to her puffy pussy, holding her legs open wide just to make sure that you were seeing it all as she used her fingers to run them through her folds. Jennie let out a shaky breath as she ran two fingers over her own clit before using those two fingers to spread her folds and show off her pretty pink cunt to you.

"But I'd still like to see you try." You caught the quiver in her voice as you stepped up to her, pulling your pants down and boxers, taking out your dick that was leaking with precum. The sight of her spreading her pink pussy for you was almost enough to make you cum as you knew how much she enjoyed showing off her perfect cunt.

Jennie removed her hand from herself, her fingers coated in the wetness she had collected while showing you where she wanted you. She dipped them in her mouth, licking away as you watched with your heavy cock in your hand, stroking it.

"I'm gonna fuck you like the whore that you are Jennie, that little brattiness in you will fucking disappear with your dignity." You said as you wrapped an arm around her waist, pulling her into you to line up with her tight hole. She bucked her hips into you, holding onto your shoulders as she watched your tip find it to her hole, watching how she took you in so easily from how wet she was.

She hummed and you wrapped both arms around her waist once you were inside, pushing yourself fully into her snug and wet pussy. Not wasting time and wanting to make her swallow her own words you held onto her and started to fuck her the way she should be fucked; like a whore because that's what she liked being treated as by you.

"Oh fuck." Jennie moaned, her head throwing back with her hands gripping onto the sink again for better support, leaning back and pushing her pussy out for you to fuck. You bit down on your lower lip, fucking her hard.

Her pussy was throbbing around your cock, snuggly fitting into her sopping heat that had juices spilling, smearing her thighs and running down from her pussy. All the music now got drowned out as her whiny moans echoed around the tiled bathroom, the lewd sounds of her pussy taking your cock mixing with each moan.

"I thought you were going to fuck the brat out of me." Jennie managed to say through her whines, her tone going up an octave and you looked at her tits that were bouncing with each thrust into her.

"You just want your pussy fucked harder, don't you?" You groaned out, feeling how tight she was, squeezing your cock with her warm and pulsating walls. She let out a shaky hum at that, gripping harder onto the sink at how her body moved.

"Yes, I love how you always pound into me like I have no worth at all, how my pussy is just for you to release into and then leave me with nothing." Jennie cried out, her back arched, the heat between her legs throbbing with such need that she was getting closer with each one of your hard thrusts that were filling her to the brim.

"You're fucking pathetic, you know?" You let out through heavy breaths, making her whine, well aware of how pathetic she always was.

"Just for you dick, but you could still fuck me better." Jennie wasn't letting go of her snarkiness, not wanting to be proven wrong.

"You better hold on, princess." You said knowing how she hated being called princess, getting annoyed by how she was still at it yet was wailing under you.

Jennie hissed at the nickname, moving to grip your shoulders and just to be a bitch she dug her manicured nails into your shoulders, making you groan at how they were digging into you.

"Don't call me that." She let out, pissed.

You gripped the counter by its edges on the sides, having a better grip now you went harder, hoping the sink would hold on and not break.

"You don't even deserve to be called that, you're nothing more than a needy slut, you love spreading your legs the second you see me." You said with your face in the crook of her neck, her skin warm from the heat coursing through her aroused body.

Jennie's legs tensed up, her mind getting clouded as she hadn't gotten fucked so hard by you in a while, but she was needy for your cock and wanted to get fucked until it would hurt to walk and that was what she was going to get.

"Fuck, Y/n...Oh god." Jennie cried out.

"You're so fucking tight even though you take it every day." You moaned at how tight her cunt was despite you fucking her senseless every day.

Jennie gasped, feeling the heat go through her body, her thighs trembling and body tensing up with her walls squeezing you even tighter as she cried out loud enough for it to probably be heard right outside the bathroom door amid all the music.

"Oh my god! Fuck, fuck." She continued as you weren't stopping and her whole body pushed into you, feeling her nipples protruding through the thin material of your t-shirt as Jennie spasmed at the intense orgasm that went through her.

You thrust deep into her one last time before emptying into her greedy hole that was clenching and milking you, wanting your cum deep in her pussy that was in pain from the aftershocks of her orgasm.

You stopped to catch your breath, Jennie desperately panting and you ran your nose along her neck, heat steaming from her body before you pressed your lips on the skin. Jennie whimpered, her legs tensing up as you pulled out of her, quickly putting your dick in your boxers and pulling up your pants.

"Should've worn waterproof mascara, baby." You said while licking your lips, her mascara running down her cheeks from the tears that spilled, trailing your eyes down her pussy where your cum was slowly oozing out of her.

"Fuck you." Jennie squeaked out, her trembling hands going up to her boobs, grabbing them to calm down and you smiled with your lower lip between your teeth at the mess she was.

You hummed. "Just proving a point." You said since she was sure that she wouldn't cry, but got to swallow her own words instead.

You grabbed her by her waist to get her off the sink before it would fall off the wall and Jennie held onto your forearms.

"Give me my underwear back." She said, feeling how everything was running out of her as gravity wasn't on her side.

You ran your hand through her hair to fix it for her, pressing a kiss to her forehead as she was looking up at you. Her legs shaking and pain lingered in her cunt. You fixed the dress for her, making her look somewhat presentable.

"Nah, you're going like that." You replied.

"Y/n, your cum is literally leaking out of me." She complained, your hand running down between her thighs, her legs tensing up as your fingers ran up her slit.

"You love that don't you." She really did love being left a mess like this because of you.

"You're such a dick," Jennie complained again, already feeling how needy she got at the thought of the humiliation of walking with your cum between her inner thighs.

"And you love taking it." You hummed out, taking your hand out from between her thighs, your fingers coated in her slick and your cum. "Just like the whore that you are." You said and she without any protest took your fingers into her mouth.

[shalomniscient]

sev, i have so many ideas as you know but consider a shalom and kafka threesome 😌

they're both teasing you so much. tying you up, making you beg for them to touch you, beg to cum, then beg for them to stop because it's too much :((

lots of praise/degradation mixed. lipstick marks and nail indentations all over you once they're done.

aris i think this is the most gaslighting gatekeeping girlbossing 3some duo i’ve ever seen. i’m so into it— [more nsft utc—]

it’s literally going to be just. edging the whole way through. between the two of them i think shalom is the one doing the edging, her touch feather-light and voice soft and crooning as she toys with your slick cunt and stiff nipples, using her thumb to tap on your puffy clit before dragging it down your folds and teasing at your wetness. the whole while you strain and squirm against kafka’s ropes as she watches from a nearby armchair, lazily resting her chin on her palm, an amused smirk on her lips.

shalom would strip her skirt and panties and then climb over you to sit on your face. she coos at you and says she’ll maybe let you cum if you make her feel good, and you really need to cum, don’t you? and oh, how shalom loves the way you devour her like a woman starved, the messy sounds of your lips on her pussy ringing in the room. she also adores the way your hips jump and you moan right into her cunt when she leans back and slips two slender fingers into yours, pumping slowly but masterfully, her fingertips brushing your g-spot with each curl. when you finally make her cum into your mouth you’re nearly delirious from every orgasm shalom dangled in front of you that you can barely process the way her thighs squeeze your head and her hips jerk as she rides your face, bumping her clit on your nose until her high mellows out. you nearly sob when she withdraws her fingers, pruny from how long she’s kept them in your aching cunt—but then kafka is helping shalom off your face, and you’re going to have something completely different to cry about once she gets started with you.

because kafka doesn’t hold back at all. as soon as she settles between your trembling legs she’s hilting her pretty maroon strap all the way inside you in one go. it makes you scream, back arching off the bed as you cum from it alone. kafka snickers as she starts to fuck you through your orgasm and even afterwards, forcing you through another and another and another. you’re kicking out and writhing on the bed, entire body feeling like a live wire as kafka makes you cum and squirt on her strap over and over again. her thumb works your clit harshly until you’re truly, genuinely crying from overstimulation, fat tears running down your pretty cheeks.

shalom will step back in then, gently wiping the tears from your eyes and checking in to see if you’re okay to keep going. and despite what you say, you don’t say the safeword (stellaron), and so she smiles gently and kisses your forehead, then turns to kafka, a wicked gleam in her eye and says “go harder.”

kafka, of course, is all too happy to oblige. she loosens the strings on your ankles so she can hoist your hips up and fold you into a mating press, forcing her cock deeper into you. you’re so fucked out at this point you can’t even scream, just having your mouth hang open while your eyes roll all the way back into your head, leaving only the whites visible. only slurred babbles leave your lips about how it’s too much and can’t cum anymore… but kafka isn’t about to let that stop her.

no, she’ll make you listen and make you cum as many fucking times as she wants.

[bbblues]

a sweet girl's shower

pairing: gojo satoru x f!reader word count: 1.6k content warning: incest (dad x daughter), smut, oral (f), unprotected sex, a mention of blood

ONCE the bathroom door closes and the shower starts running, you let out a heavy sigh as the hot water cascades over your aching muscles. You try to focus on washing yourself, but you can't help but think back to the brief glances between you and Satoru, just before you headed upstairs.

It's been a week since he unknowingly opened the door on you while you were bathing — the two of you were stunned, eyes raking over each other's bodies (it has been years since you've taken a bath together, after all) and somehow, along the way, you were pressed against each other, kissing. The two of you only stopped when your shampoo bottle got knocked over, as if bringing him to his senses, and he hasn't spoken to you about it since.

One hand trails down your stomach, remembering the sweet taste on his tongue — was it one of those desserts that he always liked to bring home from his many business trips, or maybe it was the soda he would usually drink every dinnertime? Whatever it was, it only adds to the fantasies that fill your mind. You dip lower, stroking your clit as images of him pleasuring you flash behind your eyes. "D-Daddy..." A soft moan escapes your lips.

Unbeknownst to you, the sound drifts outside the bathroom door, muffled but unmistakable to Satoru's ears. He was only supposed to pass by and get to his room, praying to the gods that he wouldn't see you, else you would see the bulge in his pants. It's been this way since he's kissed you — since he realized that you aren't the same little girl you used to be anymore. Well, you were still little, still so small compared to him, and you were still his girl, as you would always be, but... you had grown. Grown to the point that he could hardly go a night without a raging hard-on, thinking back to that day one week ago.

Another moan, louder this time, accompanied by your breathy voice calling out for "Daddy."

Satoru's eyes go wide, his hard cock twitching at the erotic sound. "I shouldn't... it's not right." But even as he says it, he makes no move to pull away from the door or block out the sounds of your building pleasure floating to him. He's throbbing in his hand, aching to join you. "Just a peek, to make sure she's okay." He knows it's a thin excuse, but he's too far gone to think clearly anymore.

You rest your back against the shower wall, head thrown back as your fingers rub and thrust inside your wet slit with increasing urgency. "Y-Yes, Daddy!" you pant, your eyes shut tightly while you lose yourself in pleasure. You can almost see him, feel him in your mind, large hands roaming every part of your body and warm mouth claiming every inch of your skin.

Satoru peers through the cracked door and meets with the sight of you, his little girl, pumping your delicate fingers frantically in and out of your dripping cunt. Your head is thrown back in ecstasy, mouth open in a silent scream. That sight breaks whatever's left of his resolve. Unable to resist any longer, he slips into the steamy bathroom.

Your eyes fly open in surprise at the clatter of something on the ground, and you've yet to process the sight of him stripping his clothes, cock jutting proudly from his body, not until he pushes you further against the wall and sinks to his knees in front of you. "D-Daddy?" While you imagined this a couple of times, you never expected to find him here, catching you in the act and just as riled up as you are. You groan when you're held in place, and you start to gasp when he wastes no time to eat you out. Your fingers were no match for his tongue, the pleasure going straight to your head with just a few licks and sucks. "O-Oh god... ngh, oh my g-god...!"

Satoru works his tongue expertly against your sex, lapping up your arousal with hungry licks. He moans at your sweet taste, the vibrations sending jolts of pleasure through your core. He holds you firmly in place, watching your expression with dark, lust-filled eyes as you come undone from his ministrations. "That's it, baby. Let Daddy hear you." He reaches up to pinch and roll your nipples between his fingers, eliciting a wanton cry from your lips. He redoubles his efforts, sucking your clit into his mouth and flicking it rapidly with the tip of his tongue. Your legs start to tremble as an intense orgasm builds deep in your belly. "Gonna come, baby? Gonna soak Daddy's face?"

The dirty words push you right over the edge. Your pussy flutters rhythmically around nothing as you scream for him, coating his mouth and chin with your juices. He greedily drinks up every drop while you ride out your high.

"Such a good girl..." he murmurs, planting kisses to your trembling thighs. He steadies you with his hands as he stands, spinning you around to press your chest against the wall. "Think you can handle more?"

You're still in your own haze of pleasure, legs shaky after such an intense orgasm, but the hardness pressing insistently against your back brings you back down to Earth. "Mhmm... want it, Daddy. Want you," you speak, voice barely above a whisper, yet the words seem to reverberate off the tiled walls.

"Fuck... you're driving me crazy, sweet girl." Satoru groans deeply behind you as you grind your ass against him, leaving him no doubt of how eager you are for him. He lines himself up at your dripping entrance, rubbing the head of his cock through your slick folds. You whimper at this, begging him wordlessly to fill you, and it doesn't take long for him to sink inside with a hiss, slowly stretching your pussy perfectly. "So tight."

Your walls are clenching around him like a vice, and crimson colors the water beneath you, yet you can only whimper "Daddy" under your breath. Your body is trembling, and it hurts — but it hurts so good that your tears are brimming in the corners of your eyes and your back is arching into his movements.

He notices your tears and stops, not wanting to hurt you but unable to resist your implicit urging for more. "Color, baby? Want me to keep going?" He kisses your cheek, catching the stray tears that fall with his lips, and strokes your hair soothingly, waiting for your signal.

You lean into his touch, always finding his warmth comforting, and nod your head. "G-Green. Don't... s-stop." You want to tell him, in words and in actions, that you need this — need him, more than anything.

Satoru smiles, reaching around to rub your clit in tight circles, as if to soothe your pain with something else, before he resumes pushing in. "That's it, princess. You're doing so well for Daddy, see?" he praises, soon bottoming out inside you and holding still to allow you to adjust.

If it weren't for his iron grip on your hips, you'd think that he isn't on his last shred of control. Luckily for him, the pain slowly dissipates into pleasure, and you nod at him again to continue. That's when he begins to thrust in measured strokes, pulling out so that only his tip is inside then pushing back in unhurriedly, despite the voice inside him that's screaming at him to take you with wild abandon.

He does this a couple of times, until you're the one who's squirming in his hold and whining, "Daddy... a-ah, Daddy...! Faster... harder, p-please!"

Your words are all the permission Satoru needs to snap his hips in a punishing pace, balls slapping loudly against your soaked cunt. "Fuckin' hell," he grunts, pinching your swollen nub between his fingers, eliciting a needy moan. "Such a responsive little thing. I bet... bet you were thinking this would happen, weren't you, baby? You wanted Daddy to hear you touching yourself, so I'd fuck you... just like this, hm?" Every few words are punctuated by a harsh thrust that has your cheek pressing against the wall.

"N-No, I... I didn't," you protest weakly, struggling to reply the longer and deeper his pounding gets. If you did, you would have done it earlier, you want to say, but you're hovering on the edge in no time, all words leaving you. Your walls are clamping around him, another orgasm coiling inside you.

"You're close, aren't you?" he rasps behind you knowingly, already acquainting himself with your reactions, so he knows exactly what to do next time. "Daddy's gonna... gonna come too, baby. You'll take it, won't you? You'll take all of Daddy's cum in your sweet little pussy?"

A whimper and a nod from you — that's all he needs for him to work harder to give you what you both need, to keep going until you're screaming, pulsing around him as you milk him for all he's worth. He spills himself deep inside you with a guttural groan, hot jets of cum that never seem to end filling your clenching cunt.

You nearly collapse from the intensity, the only thing holding you up are Satoru's arms, which hold you close, while the aftershocks continue to wrack your sated body. "You okay, princess? Did Daddy hurt you?" His caring tone and gentle blue eyes show no trace of the dominant force that just thoroughly pleasured your body.

You shake your head with a sleepy smile, nuzzling contently against his chest and basking in the afterglow in his embrace. "I love you, Daddy."

The hot spray of the shower soothes the tension in your bodies, but it's no match for the warmth spreading in Satoru's chest at your words. "I love you too, my sweet girl." He can't help but press a kiss to your forehead.

[nino-rox]

S.COUPS x Male Bottom Reader

Content Warning : NSFW Gay Smut, Alcohol consumption, verbal abuses, sexual themes (Degradation), Hookup Culture, Top Seungcheol and Bottom Male Reader.

Disclaimer : This is a Fan-fiction story written for entertainment purposes only, no part of the story implies or affirms anything regarding real world events or individuals. Please be of the appropriate age ( i.e, Adult as per your country’s stipulations and regulations) before interacting with this post.

(CONSENT IS IMPLIED)

You didn’t think situations could change so quickly. One moment you were with friends at the club, and now suddenly, a 10-inch fat cock was fucking you senseless - it happened to belong to a rather sexy man. He was gonna take what he wanted. You were drunk; he was checking you out…You might not remember how it all started, but once the tip of his dick hit your tight hole, there was no going back. You could tell he would fuck your mind, body and soul, and you were only too happy to let him - in the gross bathroom stall. You were facing the wall, and he was behind you. Next thing you knew, his huge cock filled you up, your body reeling at the pain. He aggressively grabbed your neck, whispering in a deep tone, “You seem to be in pain… I hope you don’t think that means I’ll take it slow and easy with you slut,” after which he pulled out and shoved his cock back in making you yell from the pain as he began thrusting harshly in your tight hole. He held onto your hips, holding you still so you couldn’t do anything but let him fuck you; his big fat cock inside of you was almost more than you could bear. And if he kept doing things like this, you were sure your hole would rip apart, but the horny hunk fucked your ass so hard you started losing your mind. It was painful, but for some reason, it also felt so good…When you were about to pass out from the pain, you suddenly realized your hole wasn’t hurting anymore. In fact, the pressure was gone completely, and you thought you heard him say, “Fuck, you tight little fuck. You can feel every inch of my thick cock inside you…you know you love it slut…say it.” He spanked your ass as he rammed into you mercilessly, making you yelp. “Fuck yes, fuck me with your fat cock. It feels so fucking good inside me.” As he kept pounding into you harder and harder, the bathroom became silent except for the slapping sound of flesh on flesh. Then you could hear him moaning louder and faster, saying, “Yes, fuck yes, YES! FUCK ME, TAKE ME RAW YOU COCK LOVING SLUT!!” You weren’t sure who he was calling a slut cause you were drunk as fuck, but it sounded really hot. He shoved himself deeper inside your hole with each thrust. His pace increased, and he slammed his cock in and out, making you scream as he hit your G-spot with his thick shaft; the sensation was overwhelming.

Every single inch of your hole felt full, stretching to accommodate the thickness of his massive meat. He yanked your hair, pulling your head, making you arch your bag as he bit into your neck. You loved being fucked hard by a guy, but right now, nothing else mattered. All you cared about was having that monster thrust deep inside of you. He began breathing heavily in your ear, almost panting like an animal…He started grunting uncontrollably, shouting: “That’s it slut, take it, I’m gonna cum soon…I want to feel my cum splashing against that tight little asshole of yours, begging for more of my big fat cock.” When he came, you felt his hot, sticky load fill you up until it spilt out, filling your hole and dripping down your legs, covering them with his juices.

Author’s Note: Please Request/DM if you want me to write part 2!

[whorediaries-09]

i still do it for you, babe 🩷 bf!sirius black x gf!slytherin!reader in a secret relationship bc she's friends with regulus black, hiding and having the best night with siri in the ROR also HI, how have you been?

i've been really stressed lately, considering exams start from the 20th. anyways, how about you?

so high;

pairing- sirius black x slytherin!reader warning(s)- 18+ content. (let me know if i should add more) a/n- did. ya'll. listen. to. freak. by. ldr. (demo).

ps- i hope ya'll like hehe.

the slut club

you ain't gotta say a word, just spark that, let's get burnt

he had you pinned down to the mattress, as he teasingly pressed kisses all over your face, slowly moving down your neck. the slow sensuousness of his kisses were contrasted to the way he roughly pounded into you. his cock was deep into you, hitting just the right spots inside you. the room echoed the sound of skin slapping and heavy moans of pleasure.

'i haven't felt you in so long,' he breathed, completely enamored by your body. you nodded, your mind too blank with consuming ecstasy to reply. you breathed heavy, tangling your arms around his neck, pressing his temple against yours. it was a never ending loop of pleasure that burned through you, simmering under your skin.

'i missed you so much,' you whispered, feeling his cock hit your g spot just right. sirius had your body memorized, and he could sculp you out, pore by pore even with his eyes closed. you were a drug, a fallen angel from heaven. he was high, not from his cigarettes but by you. he felt like a fucking domino, he'd fallen on his knees just for you, and worship you like his goddess. you'd gotten him good.

the tears of pleasure strained down your face, ruining your eye makeup. he could feel the heat radiate of your neck as he entangled his fingers into your hair, pulling your lips to his. he slid his tongue into your mouth, capturing you in a filthy and dirty kiss. his cock plunged in and out of you, your stomach boiling with the hotness of your release.

he could feel it. you were clenching your walls around him, curling your toes, wrapping your legs around his waist, pulling him closer. he could feel your thighs shake. he slid a finger down between your connected bodies, rubbing your clit. he left your lips, a string of saliva following your swollen lips.

'cum for me sugar. scream my name as loud as you want to,' he begged, pounding into your convulsing walls. his ears wanted to hear you moaning his name like a sweet fucking melody. it was the fuel to his fiery desire.

you nodded, as you felt your coil of orgasm snap, painting his abs. you cried out his name, your throat raw and harsh. it was a cacophony of your moans and his when he continued pounding into you through your release. he chased his own, your puffy walls and moans fueling him to paint yours his.

'sirius, cum inside me, make me yours,' you encourage through gasps, digging your nails into his back. he gasps, as the nail hits the coffin, releasing himself inside you, painting your cunt with hot ropes of his cum.

he moaned, pulling himself out, and falling beside you. he pulled you closer, wrapping his arms around you. he wanted to feel your skin against his, feel your scent infiltrate him, infuse him. he pressed soft kisses down your back.

'i love you so much,' he said, squeezing your hip. you turned around to face him. your eyes bore into his. they were blown with lust and love. you pressed a soft kiss on his nose and he smiled.

'i love you more...but i've to clean,'

'no,' he whined. you laughed, clenching your thighs together, hoping the next day wouldn't be much of a sticky mess.

'okay we'll do it tomorrow,'

******

'where have you been!' regulus shouted. he was normally a soft spoken person, but you'd missed a few lessons, and he was concerned. so when you finally showed up from god knew where, he exploded.

his eyes slowly wandered over you. he opened his mouth to say something, but didn't. you hoped sirius hadn't given you any hickeys you had to cover up.

'i-i slept in,' he stared at you skeptically.

'are you sure?'

'yeah!' you chimed, a little too enthusiastically for it to be an honest statement. he deadpanned an expression of thoughtfulness before he replied,

'you're wearing a red tie,'