#you're grinding against each other on his lap and all the sudden his breathing gets all heavy and his arms are shaking

[meownotgood]

(nsfw) u propose mutual masturbation with aki to help him with his stamina in bed and he coldly goes No, I can’t do that. and when you press him as to why he’s bright red as he admits that even the thought has him hard, and that he knows he’d barely be able to start before he’d finish. eventually he agrees but he makes you sit out of arms reach from him and is super embarrassed. he cums the SECOND ur hand goes into ur pants and you moan and he just lets out this defeated groan.

aki definitely knows he won't be able to last, he'll end up embarrassing himself, but he won't deny you because he wants to do whatever's gonna make you happy — and he tries, he really does.

he really tries soooo hard, he gives himself a pep talk while he's waiting for you to get ready. he gnaws on his bottom lip so roughly it hurts and starts zoning out to try and keep himself from getting close; he's already all the way stiff just by how you innocently watch him tug his sweats down and put his cock in his fist. he's gotta last longer than you, at least. once you finish, he can too, that was the deal.

yeah, he knows it's not happening the moment your hand slips underneath your underwear and the pretty look on your face has him touching himself a little faster than he should. he imagines the way your fingertips circle your sweet spot, feels his heart race at the thought of you getting yourself off right in front of him, because of him — your eyelids flutter and you mutter his name and aki's gone, his head thumps against the wall when he tosses it back as he cums, all over his hand and with murmured I'm sorry's in between every breath.

[strangerstilinski]

𝐞𝐝𝐝𝐢𝐞 𝐦𝐮𝐧𝐬𝐨𝐧 𝐱 𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐝𝐞𝐫

𝘀𝘂𝗺𝗺𝗮𝗿𝘆: eddie in blue jeans. eddie leaking in blue jeans. eddie cumming in blue jeans. that's it, that's the fic. [ 2.9k ]

𝗰𝘄: reader with a vagina & breasts, 1 occurrence where reader refers to themselves as a girl, overuse of italics probably, other than that we just have heaping doses of heavy petting, grinding, and kissing. oh! and a certain someone cumming in his pants ofc

𝗮/𝗻: imo the second half of this is where i reaaally shined, ok? there's just... something so *clenches fist* about eddie who's so turned on by you that he's stupid with it. anyway, thank you for reading! xx and remember to reblog to make eddie cum <3

𝐍𝐒𝐅𝐖𝟏𝟖+ 𝙚𝙙𝙙𝙞𝙚 𝙢𝙪𝙣𝙨𝙤𝙣 𝙢𝙖𝙨𝙩𝙚𝙧𝙡𝙞𝙨𝙩

The curls at the nape of Eddie's neck are damp where they tangle around your fingers. His breath rolls out in hot waves against your tongue, full, split-slick lips moving eagerly against your own. Eddie is kissing you like he thinks he might die without the taste of you, fervent and hungry and seemingly determined to stake some sort of claim on your mouth. 

You've only been at it for five minutes but, seriously, how in the hell did normal people ever make it through an entire evening without devouring their date? Either they are far stronger than you, or it's the power of something you'd simply dubbed The Eddie Munson Effect.

Regardless, you're feeling beyond desperate. 

Because you'd had to watch every single stumbling step Eddie made throughout the evening as he quite literally tripped over his own feet in a rush to open doors for you. He'd done so with all of his usual awkward charm, arm extended with gentlemanly grandeur — and on one occasion, he'd even bent at the waist into an adorably courteous little bow as he'd waited for you to step through. Each time, his hand found the small of your waist, and while he would linger a second longer than was strictly necessary, his touch always remained polite and comforting, never bleeding into the possessive brand that you'd noticed beneath the hands of men in the past.

Then again, every brush of Eddie's fingers over the course of the evening had sent sparks down your spine. 

There'd been one moment, when the wind had caught the hem of your skirt and sent it billowing up — you'd felt the cool air rush all the way up to the sliver of tummy above your underwear — but Eddie's hands had been quick to find your waist, smoothing the fabric back down over your thighs and holding it there for a beat. Thick fingers and clunky silver rings had hesitated on your hips until the breeze died down, and then Eddie's face had gone red in a way that had little to do with the chill in the air, and entirely more to do with the sudden realization of how close you were, how intimate the brush of his pinky was against the warm skin at the back of your thigh. 

And you absolutely had to take into account the condition in which he'd showed up on your doorstep. With a crisp white tshirt tucked neatly into the waistband of light-wash jeans. His hair shining lightly with gel, curls coiled in slightly neater than usual ringlets. With his jaw shaved smooth, and his skin smelling sharply of a rich, woodsy aftershave or cologne that gave you butterflies every time you breathed in.

Then there was the way each and every hearty chuckle that he'd let out over the course of the evening had curled in your ears and proceeded to pool pleasantly in your gut. The way every dramatic story retelling had left you fully enraptured right from the start. The way  every dimpled grin had practically sucked the air straight from your lungs. And your ever-deepening feelings for him had only solidified with each of his stuttered attempts to accept your compliments.

All evening long, you'd been eager to fast-forward, to get right here. Home, on your couch, thighs splayed wide over the cradle of Eddie's lap, skin flushed with heat, with your skirt rucked up and your sweater steadily slipping down your shoulder. 

And now that you're here, Eddie's hands have undertaken the impossible task of clutching at every part of you at once. Ringed fingers rake down your back only to grab ahold of your ass to drag you more heavily into his lap. Your teeth catch on his lower lip when he forces your hips to roll in a staggered rhythm, shaky thrusts driving his own hips up and slotting the bulge in his jeans just where you needed it to relieve some of the pressure between your thighs. 

You both gasp into the kiss at the friction that the poorly-synchronized movements are making. The rough chafe of his zipper and denim against the cotton of your panties is only just shy of being too much. It's delicious. 

"Y-your roommate-" Eddie pulls away to stutter against your cheek. 

"Out." You supply in a rush before your mouths are crashing together again like magnets. 

Eddie makes a small noise in the back of his throat, a satisfied sort of drawn-out groan that has your head spinning. You can still taste the lingering traces of the cigarette he'd smoked during the short walk back to his van, and the breath mint that he'd popped into his mouth immediately after. The mingling flavors are enough to give you a headrush. As if the combination of mint and nicotine were absorbing straight into your bloodstream merely from licking it from his mouth. But, maybe that has more to do with the way Eddie is kissing you-

Eddie seems to approach kissing with the same over-abundance of heart and enthusiasm that he does with literally everything else. Plush lips work against your own, smoothly encouraging your mouth open for him every time you dare to draw back for a quick breath. It's a perfect give and take, an intoxicating push and pull that you had zero qualms about getting lost in. 

This has always been your favorite part of foreplay. The slow-building desperation. The shared breaths. The wandering hands. The heated teasing that you felt pulsing in your clit and all the way down to your toes. It's something you normally relish in drawing out as long as possible, until your panties are soaked through and your lips are sore, but, fuck-

You can feel how hard Eddie is growing beneath you. The warmth of his cock burns all the way through his jeans until you swear you can feel it against your cunt and inner thighs— Until you swear you can nearly distinguish the sheer heat of the blood swelling his erection from the less-oppressive warmth emanating from his legs. And when his mouth trails down the line of your jaw to kiss and nip at your throat, you can't help but attempt to sneak a peek at the arousal you've drawn out of him.

The sight doesn't disappoint. 

His bulge stretches all the way from the bottom of the zip on his jeans and across the crease of his thigh. The obvious curve of his shaft straining against its tight confines stretches across his left thigh and then tapers out at the head of his cock—Jesus, he’s huge—and if you squint, you think you might even be able to make out a small spot, no more than the size of pea, where the light wash denim looks just a bit, well, wet. And, holy shit. 

It's drool-worthy. It's so hot. Your mouth might genuinely be watering just looking at it-

Oh, god. You really needed to kiss him just a little longer. You were certainly not about to be the girl who drops to their knees to suck a guy's dick within ten measly minutes of getting through the front door on a first goddamn date. That would be ridiculous. 

You'd make it at least twenty, surely — Maybe fifteen. 

In the meantime, more kissing. And that would be all too easy with the way Eddie's hands slip lower along the curve of your ass as he finds your mouth again. His fingers burying deeper into your flesh, rings biting with a sharp pinch that makes you keen and release an encouraging moan. 

There's a fire building behind your clit with every drag of your hips. You feel deranged beneath the haze of your lust, but Eddie only seems to be matching your need every step of the way. 

You've never seen him quite so out of control. So desperate, and God it's a beautiful sight. 

Eddie's spine arches forward from the back of the couch to push his chest to your own. Your hips stutter, driving down against the bulge in his jeans. The hard line of his cock wedges neatly at your center, fighting against the oppressive barrier of your underwear and his jeans. Dull as it is, it gives the barest hint as to what it would be like to have him actually pressing into your aching cunt, stretching you out. 

Just the thought makes your hips buck, little rolls of your hips re-doubling in effort. The pressure against your entrance has you whining pitifully as Eddie's tongue strokes over yours. One of those gorgeous, wide palms of his moves up to your jaw to hold your face steady as he attempts to swallow up your sounds. 

"Eddie." You pant brokenly, a plea. Because you're trying, really, but fuck. If you didn't get him inside of you — in one way or another — in the next few minutes, you very well might lose your mind.

Your fingers wind tighter into his hair, nails scraping against his scalp in that soft way that makes Eddie's cock jump in his pants. 

The noises you're making.. 

They're better than any song Eddie has ever heard in his entire life, high and needy and so fucking hot. Every little sound has Eddie's thighs flexing beneath you in an attempt to keep his erection pressed snug to your cunt, to push the intoxicating ebb and flow that the two of you have going over into something more. Into a constant, blissful friction. 

Another minute of the heavy grind of your pussy over his lap has Eddie's cock twitching again, his balls tightening up and his brain growing too foggy to hold back the needy whimpers that rise in his own throat. 

“Shit-” Eddie gasps, his voice gone raspy with need. 

You murmur something in response that gets muffled by Eddie's lips and tongue. Something about wanting his cock on your tongue but also possibly inside your pussy — The details are unclear. Eddie has no idea which exactly you're angling toward, but he's ready to bust already and you're both still fully-clothed, so. He's just praying to Ozzy that he'll even make it that far. 

He probably needs to take a breather, and really he's going to, but then your hips stutter and you let out the sweetest little moan and Eddie kind of goes dumb with it.

He's too far gone to hear the telltale rattle of keys against your front door, or the click of the lock that has your own head snapping up toward the doorway in surprise. You stiffen above him, your ass driving down against his cock as your movements come to a halt and your weight drops heavily into his lap. 

And shit, he'd already been fucking throbbing in his jeans. The new pressure on his erection is just too much. 

A small noise of shock and pleasure tears from Eddie's throat, a pathetic sounding thing that makes your cunt clench around absolutely nothing and a rush of arousal soak the cotton of your panties. His lips part beneath your own unmoving ones, his jaw gone slack around the broken moan that falls into the heat of your mouth. 

Eddie's hips buck up sharply, fingers biting meanly into your hips as warmth floods his briefs, cock twitching and eyes rolling back as he shakes through the quick waves of his orgasm. His brain is pure static, ears ringing with such strength that your nervous laugh and stammered greeting sound far off despite you being pressed so close to him. Everything sounded just a bit like he was underwater. 

His head clears a little as you brace your hands on his shoulders and push yourself up, his eyes popping open as the distance between you grows and the warmth of your body disappears altogether. You're smiling awkwardly, laughing despite yourself, with your gaze locked somewhere over his shoulder as you attempt to smooth out the wrinkles in your skirt — and then Eddie finally processes the sound of Robin's voice in the entryway behind him. 

Oh. Oh, fuck. 

Eddie's heart had already been beating heavily, but suddenly he swears he can feel each and every rhythmic pump of the blood in his veins. The strength of it makes his pulse thump so violently in the hollow of his throat that his eye might've been twitching in time with each beat. 

His gaze drops to his lap, where, to his horror, light blue denim is already a few shades darker. His cum is already soaking through his underwear and very, very quickly spreading into a wider, far more noticeable wet patch, and Jesus fucking Christ, this cannot be happening to him-

He tugs at his pant-leg desperately in an attempt to draw the fabric away from where the cum had pooled in the crease of his pelvis and then dripped steadily down the length of his thigh, but it's too late. 

He'd come.. so hard. And so much. His pants are stretched too fucking tight because he's sitting and you'd just rung out every last fucking drop of cum from his balls with your pretty pussy rubbing over his lap again and again and-

Robin's muffled curse breaks through his inner-turmoil, followed by the loud thud of something heavy landing on the kitchen counter behind him. Eddie turns sideways in his seat to find Robin with flushed cheeks and sweat beading on her brow, her arms draped limply around a large television set. She's panting exaggeratedly, mouth running a mile a minute as she regales the story of the older couple on the first floor who had upgraded to a 35-inch and offered up their old console for, quote: “Twenty bucks! A goddamn steal, you guys-!”

The two of you are babbling excitedly back and forth, the front door to your apartment still hanging slightly ajar all the while. Eddie realizes, belatedly, that Robin must've carried the behemoth of a thing all the way upstairs by herself — How the hell had she even managed that? 

“Eddie, would you mind giving her a hand with that while I clear a spot for it over here?” You delegate gleefully as you flutter back into the living room to do just that.

You rush to the console table against the far wall and quickly begin shuffling things around to make space for your new possession, stacking books and knickknacks and sliding the clunky record player as close to the edge as you can manage. 

“Oh, uh..” 

Eddie smacks his lips once, eyes dropping from you to the gargantuan fucking wet patch stretched across his thigh. While he's reluctant to dig his own grave, he fears he has no other choice. 

“-Well.. To that 'm gonna have'ta say..” 

He swallows and gives a nod to himself in resolve, a burst of air pushing past his nose as he snatches his jacket from the floor beside the couch and uses it to shield the focal point of his embarrassment, avoiding looking back toward Robin completely. 

“Shit, uh.. Nope. No, sorry." 

Your movements falter at his response, an amused little smile tugging at the corners of your eyes as you regard him, “No?” 

You laugh, like you're waiting for Eddie to clue you in on the joke.   

Of fucking course Eddie had opted to wear a pair of light wash Levis for your date tonight instead of black. Because now? There is no way in hell you and Robin won't see the evidence of his predicament the moment it's no longer hidden behind his leather jacket. 

If you see the way he'd shot off in his pants like a horny teenager from nothing but a little bit of kissing, Eddie is certain he'll never get a second date — Not to mention the constant ribbing he'd be destined to get for the rest of his Goddamned life from everyone else.

There's no way that Buckley won’t tell Harrington — with the weird and questionably platonic friendship the two of them had fallen into at some point around the time they'd graduated high school. And Harrington will, of course, inevitably spill the beans to Dustin. And then Dustin's loud mouth would manage to somehow tell absolutely everybody else in Eddie's life. 

He is so fucked. 

“Yeah, sorry, I gotta bounce, actually-” Eddie fights back a cringe, bounce-? What the fuck is he even saying? “I, uh, I forgot I have a.. A thing.” 

He can't quite hold back a wince then, at the sound of his own excuse in his ears. He's usually a lot better on his toes than this, but he's fucking floundering all of a sudden. 

It's because of you — it has to be because of you. You and your pretty eyes that are slowly narrowing in confusion and maybe a little bit of hurt. You and your angelic little voice, pushing out with a soft, “Oh.” 

But then you're nodding, a weak smile pasting on your lips to cover that flash of sadness he'd seen. You tell Robin you'll be back to help her in a moment and walk Eddie to the door, arms brushing as your gaze remains focussed on the scuffed floorboards. 

You're being sweet, because of course you are. You thank him for a wonderful date, tell him you'll call him, even lean in to press a delicate little kiss to his cheek that Eddie definitely doesn't feel like he deserves. 

When the door closes behind him, it sends a rush of air hurtling toward Eddie smelling distinctly of you. Like your perfume, and the spice of the candle sitting on your kitchen counter, and the sweetness of your shampoo. The scent makes Eddie's head swim with regret and his cock twitch weakly in his pants. 

Yeah, he's definitely fucked. 

[adoringmha]

bakugo x reader • suggestive / smut-ish

trying the tabs chocolate with katsuki, and at first he didn’t want to. “i don’t need any help in that department, sweetheart.”

but after you explained you’ve always wanted to try it just to see what it’s like, he caves cause he’d do anything for you.

to be honest, he didn’t think it was going to work cause he doesn’t believe anything. and it took a little while to sink in.

“i told you it’s a scam.”

“just give it a minute babe.”

you’re both sitting on the couch, his legs spread as he lounges comfortably, you under his arm, tucked into his side.

all of a sudden, your boyfriend gets quiet, his breathing gets heavier as he’s trying to process—is this thing really working?

he starts shifting on the couch, raising his hips a bit, as his pants suddenly feel tighter, and you notice, squeezing your thighs together as you start to feel warmer.

you sigh slowly, "i...i think it's–"

he grabs your thigh, his voice already deeper than it was a minute ago, "get on top of me."

you pause for a split second before climbing on top of him. the both of you look at each other, breathing deeply for about three seconds before practically fusing together.

your torso is pressed up against his with no space in between, tongues already toying with each other's as you grip onto one another. his hands are roaming your body, holding you down against him while you grind against his lap and he bucks against you.

you trail your lips urgently to his neck, leaving marks on him as he groans and closes his eyes in pure need.

"fuck i can't believe-" he gives up on his words and grabs your jaw with one hand, dragging your mouth back to his.

he can't believe a few things––one, that this chocolate shit actually worked, two, that it's physically possible for him to want you even more than he normally does, and three, that he can actually feel the blood pumping in his veins that's how bad his body aches for you.

but saying all that is way less important than getting to feel your body and make the both of you feel good, so he focuses on the needy, almost guttural moans you're letting out as he reaches into your pants, groaning against your lips when he feels how wet you are.

okay, maybe the chocolate isn't a scam, and you definitely need to try this again sometime.

[anantaru]

"gimme a kiss here,"

wriothesley points at his cheek, index finger catching the flustered flesh and wriggling for more, "and here," he adds promptly, a crystal clear image portrayed in front of your eyes as to what the duke sought after before eagerly pointing at his forehead next, "and here," lastly, he finishes his deepest sentencing, pointing at his mouth.

"point taken," you retort back, adding in a pet name just to see how flustered wriothesley could get from it, his throat working around a deep swallow as he sucks in a breath when you call him baby, the warm breeze fanning against your slightly parted lips.

with the last word lingering in the air, you remember that wriothesley liked to play the tough one and he certainly enjoyed the feeling of other people being reluctant to approach him, given that he was of influential power, although currently, he was not in such a position. 

he's swift when he melts against your lips, humming in a pleased timbre when you gave him what he longed for all day long— and wriothesley whines next, such a rare noise, as if that was an effective way of communicating with you, a silent more muffled by your hungry lips devouring each other— but the sound of the small sobs and heavy breathes coming from your person were a heavenly melody to him, his mouth curling into a cheeky smile when he pinches your hips as to pull you on his lap.

with that sudden act, you're straddling the duke, your arms wrapped around his neck as you continue with your sweet ministrations, bringing your lips together in another heated kiss and lapping your tongue against his wet muscle while the rough material of your panties and his tight pants clash together— the small tingles you could gather on your core slither around you, almost like a gentle sloping cloud in the sky manifesting a curl of pleasure, the sheer impact of it all trailing down the expanse of your spine.

and when wriothesley notices your sudden weakness— compelled how your hips have gone rogue and stutter from lack of control, he figures there wasn't necessarily a point in stopping those additional movements, in fact, he'd love to help you out, the rhythm of your clothed cunt rolling across his length let lose between a heart-beat as your boyfriend decides to harshly drag you against him instead.

together you're breathing deeply before he presses you into his stiffened groin— the movement of it so sudden that you weren't able to voice anything at all and were forced out a crumbling whine, catching you off guard as you part your mouth ever so slightly which allowed wriothesley to demand entrance again— immediately taking the candied chance to let his tongue slide inside your mouth with ease, pressing and mingling the two together. 

he gives your hips a few more tugs, focusing that you're nudging your wet panties over his length and that his thick cock-head could poke at your concealed entrance, shoving back an impatient growl all the while rubbing circles on your thighs with his index fingers to soothe you.

soft lips tease you through the thin skin on your neck and you wet the pale grey fabric of his pants beyond decency, placing an insufferable quiver of need through his throbbing shaft followed by a sharp grin leaving you gasping and squirming— both of you distracted against drenched clothes, swollen lips soaked with saliva and your unravelling bodies working ethusiastically with quick, lascivious grinds of your hips and wriothesley bottoming out ever so often, dragging you rapidly to the utter brink of release.

©2023 anantaru do not repost, copy, translate, modify

[sky-is-the-limit]

P:Dom!Gaz x F!Reader

CW: Semi-Public NSFW content, Vaginal fingering, Power Play

"Fuck, stop- I need to concentrate on this-" You mutter, voice breaking with each sigh and whimper as you fumble with the M4 carbine.

It's the fourth time you've tried to clean it and Sergeant Garrick's firm voice cuts through your frustration, ordering you to start over. Again and again.

Perched on his lap, his strong arms hold you tightly, his breath hot and relentless against your neck as he watches every clumsy move you make like it is a life or death situation.

"Wrong part, love." Kyle teases, his enjoyment evident as he savours your struggle.

His fingers move purposefully, not on the weapon but between your legs, where your trousers and cotton panties are tangled around your ankles.

Each mistake with the firearm prompts him to tighten his grip, his thumb and index finger gently massaging your clit and pinching hard when needed to bring you back from the haze.

As you shift and squirm, he takes his time spreading your slick, his fingers gliding over you, leaving a trail of wet evidence all over your naked skin to ensure that you'll remain utterly at his mercy even when he's done with you.

Without warning, he leaves your clit entirely and presses into your opening, the tip of one digit threatening to penetrate you but never quite making it.

Each time you stop to get lost in the sensation, he pulls back, denying you the full release you crave.

"Please, sir-" You beg, tears of desperation welling up in your eyes.

All pride and self-worth just stop existing when he is near and it's clear as day with the way your hips instinctively grind up and down, seeking more friction.

It's no use as his other hand grips your hip firmly, denying your movements any freedom.

"Start over, Y/L/N." The young Sergeant commands with a cold, unforgiving tone.

"Yes, sir-" Is what you barely manage to gulp out weakly, barely audible as you continue cleaning, your hands now dirty and aching from the strain.

"Such an obedient girl." Kyle whispers against your neck, his lips brushing against your skin before his finger finally breaches your entrance, filling you with one swift move.

The sudden intrusion makes you moan loudly but he quickly pinches your hip hard, stifling your sound and promising a purple bruise to form later. One of the many on your body after a shift with him.

Kyle then begins working his long, thick finger inside you, moving steadily within your warm, soaked walls and soon adds another to slide up and down with increasing intensity.

Desperately, you move your hips up and down, trying to fuck yourself against his fingers in hopes of keeping him from stopping.

The pleasure eventually overwhelms you and the tears start to streak down your cheeks while you hopelessly attempt to assemble the parts you've already cleaned.

"Look at the state of you, soldier." He mumbles, his smirk pressing against your skin.

You’re utterly undone, desperate for his touch, every part of you crying out for more.

Kyle Garrick gets to reduce and degrade you to a quivering, needy mess in a filthy, public armoury with the threat of getting caught at any moment.

And your entire being craves his approval, every gasp and moan a testament to how far you’re willing to go to please him. Every single time he drags you into a barely secure room, you remind him how you're not willing to do otherwise.

[eepwriting]

hello hello I'm dropping by with another request to my favourite blog!

could we please get iii x reader where the reader is a brat and has been teasing him to high hell for a while so he decides to return the favour with rough cnc/dubcon sex + lots of degradation and praise and all that good stuff just leaving the reader a sobbing overstimulated fucked out mess (+ maybe blood play if you're feeling it 👀)

craving that commanding, aggressive and frustrated iii

Love,

thigh anon

What Did You Expect? ✶ III x GN! Reader

Warnings: nsfw, smut, hints of dubcon, degradation, spanking, light slapping, biting, intercourse, oral, overstim, mean! iii

My beloved thigh anon🦵returns!! Your asks never disappoint. No blood play cause I gotta research and learn how to write it so I hope that’s okay 🥲 Hope y’all enjoy 🤍 p.s there’s like no plot really, just filth.

!! mdni !!

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“Make me.”

The words leave your mouth with little to no thought behind them.

The look he gives you has your heart beating out of your chest. You open your mouth to take the words back but your breath gets caught in your throat.

He stares at you, head tilted before he’s stalking over to you. His hand closes around your throat, pushing you back against the wall. “What was that?” His other hand hits the wall behind you, his head tilting down to eye level.

You try to speak again. Panic sets in because you know you’ve really pissed him off. Your mouth opens and closes with no words escaping while you look at him.

He spins you around and crowds you against the wall, grinding against your ass while roughly gripping your hips. “All day. All day you’ve been a pain in the ass.” He deals a harsh smack to your ass. “Why is that, hm?”

You only let out a whine which earns you another smack before he’s hurriedly tugging your bottoms down your thighs. His hands leave you momentarily and you hear the metal clink of his belt buckle. “It seems that you’re after something. What are you trying to accomplish?”

You have no time to answer before he’s thrusting into you fully. You gasp and bite over your bottom lip. The sting of the sudden intrusion makes your eyes water. “What? You want my cock in you?” He grabs both your hands and brings them together behind your back. “Take it then. You seem to want it so bad.”

You grit your teeth as a tear escapes. “I’m sorry! Please just give me a second!” Your voice shakes.

“Why would I do that? What did you expect? You act like a whore so you’ll be treated like one.” His grip on your wrists is tight as he roughly thrusts into you. You breathe through your nose and close your eyes. Each individual thrust still stings and you’re almost embarrassed to admit that you like it.

He’s buried to the hilt and sneaks a hand around you to grope at your chest. You let out a moan and you hear him snicker behind you. “Oh, what a pretty noise. I thought you needed a second?” He speaks against the side of your neck. “Do it again.” His teeth close over the skin on your neck before he laps his tongue over the bite. You whine out and grind your hips back against him, your hands straining to touch him. “C’mon, let me hear another one.” He nips at your shoulder.

He tweaks at your nipple before closing his hand over your throat to tilt your head back. A loud whine leaves you and earns you a grunt from iii, his hips snapping to yours faster. “That’s it, good whore.” He relentlessly pounds into you, words of filth and grunts leave him, his hands wander your neck and chest.

You chase your release when his hand finds its way in between your thighs, fingers and palm working over you quickly. You push your hips back to meet iii’s thrusts, whines and whimpers freely flowing from your mouth. He groans against your neck, sucking the skin. You clench your hands behind you, eyes squeezed shut as you let your head fall forward. Your legs shake as iii’s hand and cock work you through your climax. It’s only when you’re begging him to let off, on the verge of tears that he pulls away from you.

He’s quick to spin you around, his mouth meeting yours in a hurried kiss. “I’m not done with you.” He speaks against your lips, a hand reaching around to land a sharp smack on your ass before groping your flesh roughly. You whine at the sting and he pulls away from you, a smirk on his face. He cups your jaw and looks down at you. “What? That hurt a little?” He tilts his head, thumb running over your cheek. You nod and furrow your brows. “Good.” His hand lightly slaps your cheek. You’re taken aback but you can’t deny the slight ache that returns between your legs.

He moves to stand behind you again, crowding against your back while pushing you towards the bedroom. His head bends down to kiss along the side of your face, teeth closing over your earlobe. You can barely focus as you walk, his mouth and wandering hands making it hard to think.

“On your back for me.” He says once you reach the bedroom. You’re quick to follow instructions, not wanting to make things worse for yourself. He stands at the side of the bed and pulls you to him by the backs of your knees. You watch his jaw clench when your hips meet abruptly. He shakes his head as he looks down at you. “Don’t look so nervous, love. You knew what you were getting yourself into, didn’t you?” He brings your legs to rest on his shoulders, fingertips lightly running along them.

You nod and dig your heels into his shoulders to bring him down to you. “I said I was sorry.” He lets you pull him down and smiles slightly when you press a kiss to his mouth. “I heard.” You feel the head of his cock press against you again. “But I still haven’t taken out all my frustration on you yet.” He says through gritted teeth as he sinks into you again. You hiss. You’re still sore but he at least gives you a couple seconds before he starts moving.

A gravely groan comes from him as his head rolls back. His fingertips dig into your calves as his thrusts speed up. “Shit, you just feel too good.” He breathes out. You can tell his focus is purely on finishing, his eyes screwed shut, brows furrowed. It doesn’t take long before his movements turn frantic and sloppy.

You’re surprised when he abruptly pulls out of you and moves to crouch down beside the bed. His mouth is on you before you can even register what’s happening. His tongue works over you as his fingers dig into the sides of your thighs. You thread your fingers into his hair and tug, which earns you a groan, the vibrations from him only furthering your pleasure. His hand eventually replaces his mouth and he moves to suck marks on your thighs. “You’ll cum from my mouth and again while I fuck you. Hear me?” He speaks against your skin as his hand moves faster.

You whine out and tug on his hair again. “What about you? I know you were close a second ago.” You speak breathlessly. You hiss and try to jerk your leg away when you feel his jaw close over the top of your thigh quickly. “I didn’t say anything about what I want.” He hums before digging his teeth into your skin again. “You really don’t know how to listen, do you? Dumb little thing.”

Tears brim your eyes as he repeatedly lets his teeth close over the same bit of your flesh. Finally giving you some reprieve, he runs his tongue over the marks before replacing his working hand with his mouth. That doesn’t stop him from running his thumb over the bite marks, massaging over your aching skin. A few tears fall. Half due to the pain, half due to the overwhelming feelings and sensations you’re experiencing. Your hips buck up to meet his mouth and he does nothing to still them. Your whines and moans are just as constant as the tears that fall from your eyes.

Your second release hits you just as hard, if not harder than your first. It sneaks up on you and knocks the breath out of you. Your hips still and your fingers pull roughly at iii’s hair as he works you through your second climax. He groans against you and it sends shockwaves through you. It’s almost too much when he keeps his mouth on you, cleaning you up with his tongue.

You feel like you could drown with the amount of tears falling down your face. A labored sob comes from you and you feel iii reach up to rub at your sides. His mouth eventually lets up and you feel like you can relax a little. “Now I’ve got you crying. How fitting.” You can barely hear him through the blood rushing to your head.

He gives you little to no time before his cock is in you again. You could scream out at the oversensitivity between your legs but you’re too spent and dazed to move away from him. He gives in to two quick thrusts before he stills above you. “Hey, look at me.” You feel his thumbs on your cheeks wiping tears away. You open your eyes and attempt to catch your breath as you look up at him. You think you see concern flash across his face but it’s hard to tell through your hazy vision. “You’re alright. You’ve been so good for me. Just once more for me and we’ll be done, alright?” He smooths a hand over the top of your head. “C’mere.” He leans down to press a tender kiss to your mouth, wrapping his arms under and around you in a tight hug.

His mouth moves to the side of your face to pepper kisses on your cheek and jaw. “You okay?” His hips grind into yours. You sniffle and nod, digging your fingertips into his sides. His full thrusts return and you squeeze your eyes shut and let out a deep breath. He coos and shushes you before pushing his head into the crook of your neck. His tongue lazily laps over your neck, quiet grunts sound in your ear. He keeps his movements somewhat slow and gentle, making sure to take notes when he hears whines from you.

You knew it wouldn’t take long to finish again but you’re almost surprised at how fast it hits you. Your legs loop around iii’s hips in an attempt to keep him to you. Mouth open in a silent cry, hips bucking up. III goes silent next to you but you feel his jaw clench against your neck. His movements once again turn sloppy before his hips still against yours and a deep groan leaves him. His arms squeeze you tighter as he shudders when clench around him.

You’re on the verge of sleep by the time he pulls out and away from you. You feel his lips on your forehead and faintly hear his words of praise and appreciation before he leaves the room.

He eventually gathers you to lay next to him on the pillows, after cleaning you and himself up. He wraps himself around you, fingers running down your arm as he waits for your breaths to even out, before falling asleep himself.

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III is just so….

Thanks again anon for this ask, was very….fun 👀

I think I’ll be closing my requests for a lil bit so I can work on the NINE I have sitting in my inbox!! Y’all are so fun with your requests and I love it!! 🤍

K. Bye bye.

[lolahauri]

˚₊· ͟͟͞͞➳❥ Pretty Boy

Ship: The Creature/Reader

Type: Smut, Drabble, GN/M. (MDNI)

Contains: Dry Humping, Sub Creature, Praise (once), Outercourse, Kissing, Virgin Creature, No Sex.

Words: 681

Request?: No.

"Imagine making him cum in his pants..."

it's late at night. the world is sleeping, but you two are still wide awake. you're sitting in his lap, kissing each other passionately, his cold hands resting gently on your hips. even now, with hormones going wild, he still makes sure to be so soft and respectful. a true gentleman.

as the moments go by, the kiss becomes more heated. you slowly slip your tongue past your lips and into his mouth. his eyes widened in surprise, he's definitely never done that before. you giggle a bit when you feel him tense up, but he quickly relaxes back into your touch and moves his hands up, just barely putting his fingers under the hem of your tshirt.

you pull away for just a moment, wordlessly nodding. after getting the go-ahead, he slowly runs his hands fully under your shirt. exploring your body and gently caressing your chest.

with tongues still dancing together and hands roaming freely, you feel it. there was a slight twitch in his pants. feeling this against your own arousal sent butterflies to your stomach.

and without much hesitation, you pull away from the kiss. he looks a bit confused, but you just smile in return, beginning to lightly rock your hips against his.

his reaction is immediate. he gulps loudly, clearly nervous. but by the way he's gripping your waist, you can tell he doesn't want you to stop.

"you okay?" you ask in a delicate tone, looking him right in the eyes as you continue to grind down on his cock. he nods quickly. leaning his head back a bit, a low grunt escaped his mouth.

you start to move down a bit harder, moans and groans quietly flowing past both your lips. he was painfully hard now, he's never experienced anything like this. he's almost feeling a little embarrassed about how much this is affecting him.

seeing his disheveled state made you laugh a little though, he's so fucking cute.

"this feel good, love?" you lean back down to his face, pressing a lingering peck to his lips. he nodded once again, arms wrapping tightly around your waist, pulling you down until your chests are pressed together.

his breathing became more ragged and shallow as you went on, you can tell he's starting to get close. all you can focus on now is making him cum, giving him his first orgasm in his life.

you tilt your head up, kissing up and down his neck & jawline, never faltering from the pace you set with your dry humping.

his shivered under your touch, your clothed heat repeatedly rubbing over his was sending him to heaven. and that combined with your soft, peppering kisses? he knew he couldn't last much longer.

from the mix of heavy breaths and throbbing in his pants, you knew he was about to finish.

sitting up now, you look into his tired puppy eyes and smile, hands running down his chest. "you look so pretty right now." - you kiss his nose gently - "you wanna cum for me, pretty boy?"

and that was it for him...

he grunted loudly, body trembling from the sudden wave of pleasure. his strong hands gripped onto your torso for dear life, eyes closed tightly, breathing becoming labored and heavy.

the warm liquid poured from his aching tip, instantly creating a deep wet spot on his pants. electricity was shooting through every vein in his body, making him feel an interesting mix of excitement and relaxed bliss.

you slowed your hips down to a stop, letting him catch his breath before removing yourself completely. you lied down next to him, admiring his beautiful face just a little more.

"that was fun." you giggled as you made eye contact with him. you honestly don't care that you didn't finish, making him feel good is plenty enough. plus, he seems much to exhausted to continue.

...

well, that's what you thought, at least.

you were surprised though when he crawled on top of you, face hovering right over yours.

it seems like he wants to return the favor after all...

[finniestoncrane]

Finn PLEASE write a Bane x reader smut fiction I AM DESPERATE AND HAVE READ ALL THE ONES ALREADY UNDER THE BANE X READER TAG ON TUMBLR.☹️☹️☹️

Tease

Arkham!Bane x Fem!Reader, word count: 500 hi all you need to do is call me finn apparently and my ass blushes and gets to work!! also as a treat i gave him a big venom sized cock that is just too big to fit in u-u 💚 request info • prompt list • send me a request • kofi • masterlist minors DNI!! 🔞 cw: non-penetrative sex, kinda goofy ending but i couldn't help it!!

Bane lay flat on your bed, his whole being sinking into the mattress, each movement of your body on top of him causing the bed frame to squeal loudly. Twice now he had called you a tease as you ground against his lap. Telling you how badly he wanted you, how desperate he was to be inside of you. But you couldn't quite manage that, not yet anyway. Biting your lip, you bucked your hips forward, a quick slip of your pussy along the length of his cock. He grimaced, and you brought your palm to his cheek immediately in an attempt to soothe him.

"Are you ok?"

"I'm fine... I'm just... too big, huh?"

You looked down to his torso, your other palm resting on his huge pec, the muscle shifting as he breathed. Where you sat on his lap you could see the tip of his cock, huge, erect, laying flat against his large stomach. The veins along the length of it throbbed, twitching with every slight shift of your body. He was covered in your slick and it glistened in the overhead light of your room.

"I know... but we can work through it..."

Grinding your hips, you shifted further up his body, balancing yourself against him with your hands on his large, broad shoulders. He placed his palms on the sides of your ass, helping you rub yourself against him.

"... it might take a little practice..."

Eventually, you might be able to work your way up to taking him, even just a few inches of his engorged cock, but for now, just feeling yourself stretching as you ran your slit up and down on him was enough. The almost ribbed texture of it, the way even the smallest graze of your lips over his head made him grunt. He seemed so grateful even for that alone.

"... but I want you, Bane..."

With your hips rolling, you kept stroking him, watching your arousal spreading over him, his precum leaking from his tip as his fingers dug deeper into you.

"... so yeah, you might be big, but you're not too big. Not for me. You just have to give me some time."

The gentle reassurance of your words, your soft touch on his chest, the way he could feel you warm and wet as you rode him, getting enough pleasure from him just from him being there, a gentleness he hadn't experienced before. With a surprisingly soft moan, he came hard, white strands of his arousal landing on his abdomen and reaching his chest.

He lifted you, pulling you down onto his chest, attempting to hold you in a gentle embrace. But the sudden shift of the weight shifted something in the frame, a loud crack echoing as he looked into your eyes, watching you stifle a chuckle.

"Perhaps, though... I am too big for the bed?"

"Maybe."

[victoryverse]

https://x.com/ivintage1/status/1761512722536034696?s=46

Ok can u do this with sugar daddy!price

Hopefully the link works🤞

As Konig sat in his luxurious leather chair, sipping on a glass of expensive scotch, he couldn't help but feel a sense of boredom wash over him. He had everything a man could ever want – money, power, and a stunning young woman by his side. But even with all of his riches, he craved something more. Something that would ignite a fire within him and make him feel alive.

Just then, his sugar baby, Y/N, walked into the room, her long legs adorned in a pair of black stilettos that made her look even more irresistible. She sauntered over to him with a mischievous glint in her eye, knowing exactly how to push his buttons.

"Is something wrong, my dear Konig?" she purred, running her fingers through his dark hair.

Konig raised an eyebrow, intrigued by her sudden change in demeanor. "Why do you ask, Y/N?"

She smirked, placing one foot in between his legs and rubbing it against his crotch. "I just have a feeling that you're in need of some…entertainment."

Konig's breath hitched in his throat as he felt her foot press against his growing bulge. He couldn't resist the temptation any longer. He grabbed her by the waist and pulled her onto his lap, their lips crashing together in a fiery kiss.

Y/N moaned into his mouth, her hands roaming all over his body. She could feel his arousal through his pants, and it only fueled her desire. She pulled away from the kiss, a devilish grin on her face.

"I think it's time we took this to the bedroom," she whispered, standing up and taking his hand in hers.

Konig eagerly followed her, his mind already racing with all the filthy things he wanted to do to her. As soon as they entered the bedroom, Y/N pushed him onto the bed and straddled his waist, her stilettos still on.

She leaned down and whispered in his ear, "Do you like it when I tease you, Konig? When I push my feet in between your thighs and make you ache for me?"

He groaned, his hands gripping her hips tightly. "Yes, I love it. I love it when you tease me, Y/N."

She giggled, grinding her hips against his, causing a delicious friction between them. "Well, get ready for more, because I'm going to tease you until you can't take it anymore."

With that, she slowly removed her stilettos, letting them drop to the floor with a thud. She then grinded her hips once more, seeing his reaction as his cock leaked in his pants.

Without warning, Konig flipped her over onto her back and ripped off her dress, revealing her lacy black lingerie. He wasted no time in tearing it off, his mouth immediately latching onto her breasts and sucking on her hard nipples.

She arched her back, pushing her chest to his face and he responded by grabbing her boobs, groping and squeezing them as he kissed down her back, biting and nibbling at the soft skin.

She couldn't take the teasing anymore, her clit was buzzing with excitement and leaking arousal. She grabbed his hair, making him look into her eyes.

"Fuck me, Konig," she gasped, her voice dripping with need. "Fuck me like you mean it."

That was all it took for Konig to lose control. He slammed into her with a force that almost made her see stars. He gripped her hips tightly, his fingers digging into her skin as he pounded into her relentlessly.

Y/N's moans turned into screams as she felt herself being pushed over the edge. She could feel Konig's release approaching as well, his thrusts becoming more erratic and desperate.

"Come for me, Y/N," he growled, his voice filled with lust. "Come for me, my filthy little baby."

And with one final thrust, they both reached their climax, their bodies trembling in ecstasy. They collapsed onto the bed, panting and sweaty, but completely satisfied.

As they lay there, tangled in each other's limbs, Konig couldn't help but think that this was exactly what he needed – a little bit of teasing and a whole lot of filth.

[luvyeni]

hii could u do a dom!johnny + exhibitionism (public sex or in front of some friends)? and feel free to add more!

have a good day/night! ^^

THAT SHIRT; JOHNNY SUH

pairings. boyfriend!johnnysuh x fem!reader

wc. 742

warnings. exhibitionism, fingering, unprotected sex, johnny abs (yes this needs a warning).

i hope you like it 💞!

your night out with johnny gets ruined by johnny's shirt.

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"princess, you wanted to come out tonight, why do you want to go home all of a sudden?" johnny bit back a smirk as you both sat in the booth of the club, he knew why you wanted, he just wanted you to say it.

"johnny, you know why." you whined, putting your hand on his thigh. "no, i dont." he smirked. "tell me." you pouted and his kissed your lips, giving a taste of what you really wanted, you moaned into his lips.

"jesus baby, what's gotten you so worked up?" he chuckled, you were never shy when you wanted sex, but tonight you were insatiable, touching his thigh, giving him random kisses, touching his- oh.

"it's my shirt isn't it baby?"

your boyfriend was hot everyday of the week, you'd shout that on the rooftops anyday, but tonight, the way his shirt was fully unbuttoned; abs shinny, on display... it made your mouth water, and your panties wet. "you know it is." you ran your sharp fingernails up his stomach. "why'd you have to wear this, this is your fault."

"my fault?" johnny quirked. "how is it my fault?" he said dipped into your neck, leaving little kisses. "b..because you're so hot, m..making my brain fuzzy." his hand inched up your thigh, dangerously close to your heat. "is it now?" he whispered, his hand finally cupping your heat.

"fuck baby, you're so wet." you whined. "my shirt did this to you?" he rubbed circles onto your clothed clit. "f..fuck johnny please."

"there's so many people here, what if someone see's?" you didn't care if your were in public anymore, you needed him. "d..don't care, please just do something." he pulled your panties to the side, teasing your twitching hole with his finger. "fuck princess, you're about to drip on the couch, your pussy is so wet." he slid his finger in. "so tight."

"such a nasty girl, so horny you couldn't even wait until we got home, you rather being fingered like a slut in public." he growled in your ear. "my abs made your mind so dumb that you lost all sensibility." he slapped your cunt, you were so glad the music was loud. "fuck, johnny i need more." you moved, grinding against his hand.

"fuck baby, do you really want me to fuck you in front of all these people?" you nodded, pawing at his jeans. "please i want it." you looked at him with those eye, he couldn't help but give you what you want. "alright princess, i'll fuck you, but you have to cum on my fingers first." he sped up his pace, thrusting his fingers in and out of her. "i feel you clenching my fingers, go a head and cum." he nipped your earlobe, blowing on it. "johnny, fuck!" you moaned, cumming.

"good girl." he kissed your lips, biting down on it softly. "come on baby, get on my lap." you obey straddling his lap. "take it out for me." he bit his lip, watching you unbuckle his pants, taking his cock out, jerking him off.

anyone in the club could see what was going on, but there was probably like 20 other people doing the exact same thing, but johnny couldn't care less as your warm cunt sank down on him. "fuck baby." he breathed. "so wet and warm." you began to ride him like you were alone in you guys bedroom. "s..so big." your bodies were pressed against each other his hand on your ass, your hands tangled in his hair.

"your clenching around me so much, you must really love being watched by these people." he whispered in your ear. "anybody could see you bouncing on cock like a slut, you like that huh?" he squeezed your ass.

"y..yes."

"j..johnny, im gonna cum." johnny matched your pace, grinding his hips up to match yours. "f...fuck me too, gonna let everyone watch you get filled with cum?" you nodded. "yes please, please cum in me." he thrusted a few more times, before you felt his cum flood your insides, triggering your own orgasm.

"fuck!" you shook as you came down from your high, johnny was sure someone heard you, but he really didn't care.. because he still wanted more of you. "fuck baby let's go." he tucked his still hard cock back into his pants.

"we're going home so i can fuck you properly."

©️LUVYENI

[osamusriceballs]

Kinktober Day 9 <3

Sakusa x begging

Warnings: NSFW, fem reader

Words: ~ 1k

Kinktober Masterlist II -> Next day

"What was that? I couldn't hear you there."

He doesn't sound the slightest bit sincere with his hand around your throat, effectively hindering you from speaking any coherent words. There is a dangerous glint in his eyes while he lets his gaze roam over your body, taking in all the marks he has left on your collarbones and cleavage so far.

Blood rushes to your head when he releases his grip on your neck, and you gasp and cough before you take a deep breath and fill your lungs. "Kiyoomi- please- I said please," you still feel lightheaded, your desperation clearly evident in your face.

"Just 'Kiyoomi, please'? That's not enough," he mocks your breathless whimper and suddenly grabs your hips and brings you on top of him, effectively making you straddle his lap. You bring your hands to his shoulders and cling to him, the white number 15 feeling soft under your fingers when you roam one hand down to his chest. His heart beats steady and calm under your fingers, just the slightest bit faster than usual, betraying his calm demeanor.

"C'mon, you wanted me to fuck you, now show me how badly you want it," he taunts you, his baritone vibrating against your body when his lips finally catch yours in a bruising kiss. Your hands dig into his shirt, desperate to keep him close, but he all too soon leans back and rests his upper body on the bed, his dark eyes now focused on you. You sit there for a second, allowing yourself to admire the way he looks so handsome, with his messy hair and still slightly sweaty face after he had just finished the game.

You hesitantly move your hips until you position yourself right above his crotch, an encouraging sound leaving his lips when you slowly grind against him. "Please, Kiyoomi. I want you so bad. Need you so bad." You brace yourself on his chest and start grinding harder, feeling his hard cock between your legs, rubbing you just the right way. "Yeah? Tell me more, princess." His hands rub your thighs, the feeling his bare hands on your skin sending little sparks along the path of his fingers. "Want to feel you inside, Kiyoomi, please. Want you to fill me up, wanna feel your cock," your needy pleas seem to fall on deaf ears, as he still calmly rubs your thighs and doesn't make an attempt to take things further.

"I like the sound of that." He bucks his hips into yours, clearly intent on making you even more desperate. "Take off your shirt." You quickly pull your shirt over your head, throwing the black fabric with the matching number 15 carelessly to the ground, taking a mental note to take it home with you later. Your hands go back to support your body on his chest while you grind on him, his eyes now focused on the pretty black bra that you thoughtfully decided to wear today. "Kiyoomi, please- I want more," you whine, the friction feeling good, yet not enough. "I'm all yours, just take what you need, y/n." There is always something intimate in the way he says your name when you're alone, it rolls like honey from his lips, deep and rich and only serving to spur you on further.

You rub your clit along the length of his cock, the rock-hard outline clearly visible and impossible to miss under his sweats and providing you with enough friction to make you even needier. His hands dig into the flesh of your thighs, rocking you on his body more vigorously the longer you keep going. His name leaves your lips with a soft plea, the heat now surging through your body while you keep on dry-humping, just rubbing your bodies against each other and keeping intense eye-contact.

"Y/n- ahh- please-" a groan leaves his lips, his hips bucking against your body. The sudden movement makes you close your eyes from pleasure, the muscles in your thighs slowly getting sore and tired but he's helping you keeping up your pace. Your nails dig into his chest and your body tenses as you slowly build up more friction with each grind against his body. A needy whimper of his name leaves your lips, and you rut against him like you're in heat, the sound of rustling clothes and your moans filling the room. Your jaw drops when you feel yourself slowly working towards the edge, a last "Kiyoomi-" leaving your lips before your body succumbs and brings you to your high. Your thighs clench around his hips, your body rocking on frantically while you clench around nothing, the hard outline of his cock just perfect for you to grind on, the intensity of the slowly build up orgasm overwhelming to you.

You breathe heavily when you calm down from your high, now carefully sitting a back to not hurt him, and he catches your hands on his chest while he sits up, seemingly effortlessly and elegant. He brings one hand to your cheek and tilts your face upwards to meet him, and the way his eyes captivate yours makes your heart beat faster again. A slight blush covers his cheeks, a rare sight on him, before he connects your lips, deeply kissing you and inserting his tongue in your mouth softly. You move your lips, simply following his lead as he presses your barely clad chest against his and holds you close, his still hard cock clearly evident between your bodies. He parts slowly, his pupils wide from lust and a barely noticeable smile adorns his lips while he directs your body on the mattress, not caring about your whines of of being sensitive, but instead encouragingly patting your backside.

"Come on, princess. Get that ass up and face down. I want to hear you beg some more."

[itwasthereaminuteago]

“I know for a fact that you can be a hell of a lot louder than that.“ with Matt Murdock ??

Little bit of voyeurism snuck in there, hope that's okay, haha!

Fuck, you mutter under your breath, your fingers blindly furrowing through Matt's hair as he buries his head between your thighs.

"ohh-" you softly whimper as the tip of his tongue snakes in a frustrating circle around your clit.

This time you felt him grinning against your pussy before he pulls away for a moment to tease you more.

"oh c'mon sweetheart, I know for a fact that you can be a hell of a lot louder than that."

You glare down at him, knowing he can sense the weight of your stare. "And I'm sure Frank, who may I remind you is asleep next door, would appreciate that?"

The pair of you had let him crash on the couch before he was due to head off across the country later that morning.

Matt chuckles, "he's awake" he tells you, before peppering kisses along the sensitive skin of your inner thigh, cocking his head as you sigh deeply in response. "and I think he's enjoying the show."

You freeze. "What-"

You're cut off as he dives back in, swiping a firm wide stripe up through your dripping folds and then flicking repeatedly over that bundle of nerves at the apex, sucking on it and making it swell.

You can't help but cry out, clamping your legs around his ears and bucking your hips against his mouth as he draws you rapidly up to your peak again. "oh god, ohh Maaaaatt!"

"Mm that's it baby, let him know how good I make you feel."

He encourages you to use him, his hands kneading against your ass and pulling you even closer, relentlessly chasing more of your desperate sounds in the midst of this sudden ridiculous peacocking competition. But you don't care, because he's right. He makes you feel like you're flying and like you'll explode all at once, and you definitely can't keep quiet about it.

"Yes, oh fuck yes! rightthererightthererightthereohmattohfuuuckkk-"

Matt hums against you as you cum screaming on his mouth, lapping up everything you have to give, letting you shudder and shake until you're completely spent before he's moving over you, pressing another loud moan from your throat as he pushes the fat head of his cock inside you.

You whimper and moan at every deep thrust, your fingers tugging at the sheets and his hair, clawing his back, wherever you could reach.

"give me one more sweetie," he groans against your neck, already worked up and close to cumming from the pleasure he gets from eating you out. "I know you can give me another... and make it loud."

He fucks you hard with such a punishing pace and it's all you can do to hold on and take it. The friction of his pelvis grinding against you and the idea that someone, that Frank, was in the next room likely getting off on the two of you was enough to send you crashing over the edge again in no time.

You barely hear Matt praising you repeatedly over the high volume of your moans as he pulses and spills at the sensation of the clenching velvet walls of your cunt with a few final erratic thrusts.

His head drops to the crook of your neck and you smile against his cheek. "Loud enough for you, Mr Murdock?" you inquire, breathing heavily, the two of you still entangled in each other.

He tilts his head towards the door. "Enjoy the show, Frank?"

There's a low grunt from the other side of the door. "Fuck you both."

"maybe next time..." You call back in response, raising Matt's eyebrows to his hairline as you grin and kiss him on the tip of his nose.

"you started it."

[adhdnursegoat]

Zero Year

cw: lap sitting, heavy petting, erections, grinding

word count: 1.3k

The living room and your faces are cast in eerie shadows from the flickering light of the television screen. Edward, ever the smug host, lounges comfortably on the couch, his self-satisfied grin practically glowing. The slasher film he’s chosen plays out in a series of jumpscares, blood-curdling screams, and gratuitous stomach-churning gore. You, on the other hand, are seated on the edge of the couch, tense and visibly uncomfortable.

Edward glances over at you, and you so terribly wish to smack that haughty, amused smirk off his face. You try to focus on the movie, but every scream and sudden movement on screen makes you flinch, your anxiety increasing with each passing moment. The horror is compounded by his smug presence beside you. He’s a fucking horror in himself, you grumble internally.

Another particularly frightening scene makes you yelp, and you instinctively lurch to your side, practically clamoring into Edward's lap, arms around his neck. Your body stiffens for a moment, and then you let out a frustrated groan. Your brows knit and eyes narrow at him, seething. “Why the fuck would you pick something like this?”

He chuckles, his fingers lazily brushing your hips before he shifts you into a more comfortable, sideways position on his lap. “It was the quickest way to get you on my dick.”

You glare at him, but your irritation falters as you feel the heat of his body against yours. His lap, surprisingly comfortable, offers a strange solace against the cold fear that lingers. “You’re such a sleazeball, Nygma,” you grumble, but the venom in your words is half-hearted, further betrayed by the way you don’t immediately move away. Instead, you adjust, subtly shifting against him to get cozier.

“Oh, come on,” he purrs, his voice low and teasing. Edward’s grin widens as he wraps his arms around your waist, pulling you even closer. His breath is warm against your ear, sending a shiver down your spine. “Admit it. You’re enjoying this. I’ve managed to corner you in a way that’s both amusing and advantageous.”

You huff, trying your hardest to suppress the small smile tugging at your lips. “Enjoying this? More like enduring it,” you mutter, though it’s clear from your relaxed posture, the way your arms tighten around his neck, and the way you lean into him that you’re not quite as upset as you’re pretending to be.

Edward's fingers lightly trail along your hip, a teasing touch that only serves to make you more aware of how close you are. “Just think of it as bonding,” he says with a smirk. “After all, there’s nothing like a little shared terror to bring people closer.”

Despite your best efforts to stay annoyed, you find yourself chuckling softly, the tension melting away as you settle into his embrace. "Why would I want to be closer to you?" you ask, though your fingers are already winding into the soft red strands at the nape of his neck, tugging lightly as if daring him to challenge you. The groan you are rewarded makes you smirk, eyes narrowing as his fluttering ones. "You're a mangy, sneaky, cheeky bastard."

Edward’s low, satisfied laugh rumbles through his chest, the sound vibrating against your body where you’re pressed against him. His grip tightens, teasing and testing your boundaries. "Maybe so," he murmurs, his voice dropping into that familiar, velvety purr that always sets your pulse racing, "but I think you’re starting to see the perks of my little scheme."

As the movie continues to play, its horrifying scenes barely registering, your attention shifts entirely to Edward.

Looping an arm around your torso to hold you close, his free hand moves with intent, tracing the contours of your hips and the curve of your ass. You can feel his heat through the fabric of your skirt, each caress appreciative. His fingers, lingering and smoothing down your thigh with slow, deliberate exploration, make you shiver in delight. He takes his time, letting his palm slide back up your leg, pushing the hem of your skirt with it.

Edward's movements are measured, his brow furrowing in concentration, his lips parting in silent admiration of the way his hand traces over the smooth curves of your body. His gaze follows every inch of skin his fingers reveal before biting his lower lip as his palm slides over the supple flesh of your ass. A low, appreciative hum rumbles, the sound vibrating through his chest as he pats your cheek before giving it a firm, possessive squeeze and a little jiggle.

“Mmmm, fuck,” Edward growls under his breath, his voice thick with a raw desire that sends a jolt through you. His eyes darken, their usual sharpness clouded by the sight of you in his hands, and you can feel the hunger radiating off him in waves. His grip on your ass tightens possessively, his fingers pressing into your flesh like he owns you, and the way his gaze devours every inch of you makes the heat between your legs burn hotter.

You bite your lip, the corner of your mouth curling into a wicked smile as you meet his gaze. His focus has shifted entirely to you now, the movie long forgotten. You revel in it, in how utterly entranced he is. “Okay, I’m picking the next movie,” you tease, your voice dripping with playful defiance as you arch your chest toward him, deliberately pressing yourself harder into his lap. The friction is intoxicating, the pressure between your bodies lighting a fire that neither of you are eager to put out.

His gaze drops to your breasts, shameless and full of appreciation. He doesn’t hide it, doesn’t bother pretending he’s focused on anything other than the curve of your body and the way you make him feel. That boldness, the sheer hunger in his expression, sends a heady rush through you. You revel in it, in how utterly captivated he is by you. He’s always been so controlled, so calculated, but here—now—he’s completely undone by you.

With a smirk, you slip two fingers beneath his chin, tipping his head up so he has no choice but to meet your eyes. His pupils are blown wide, his usually bright green eyes darkened by lust, and the dazed, needy look on his face sends your heart racing. You’ve got him exactly where you want him—under your spell—and that intoxicating sense of control, of having him so utterly captivated, makes your blood sing.

“And don’t think you’re getting off that easy,” you murmur, your voice low and teasing as you lean in closer, your breath brushing his lips. His eyes flicker with anticipation, but you hold him just on the edge, not quite giving him what he wants. The tension is thick between you, simmering with the promise of what’s to come. “I’ll make you sit through Barbie or Moulin Rouge next.” You grin, a playful challenge in your tone, knowing full well the torment you’re about to unleash on him.

Edward’s smirk widens, and a deep, satisfied chuckle rumbles from his chest, the sound vibrating through your body where you’re pressed against him. He pulls you down more, the movement slow and deliberate, and you can’t stop the gasp that escapes your lips when you feel his erection pressing against you through his trousers.

"Oh, babygirl," he purrs, his voice a velvety drawl that makes your stomach flutter. “The way things are going...”

The heat of him beneath your thighs sends a wave of desire surging through you, and your body reacts on instinct, your breath quickening as you shift in his lap to grind against him. His eyes glint in the flashes of the horror movie playing out behind you. The corner of his mouth curls into a smug, wicked grin as his hand shifts to your inner thigh, dangerously close to the heat pooling between your legs.

“I think we’ll both get off plenty easy.”

[beomqu]

day one of KINKTOBER → vouyerism / cuckolding

w/ soogyu

warnings! : sub/dom dynamics, dom! beomgyu, sub!reader, vouyer! soobin, bf! soobin, light choking kink, light spit kink, bit of degradation

"You want me to watch?" Soobin raised a brow as you shared your thoughts with him. "You wanted a third person, so I ask you to do what I want."

Soobin told you about his needs yesterday, and you thought about it. Bringing a third person into your sex life is something you haven't really thought about, because Soobin himself was enough for you, but now that he wanted something new and you actually had to think of it, the thought of somebody fucking you while Soobin watched, did make you excited. Now you couldn't even get the idea out of your head.

"I-I... like that idea." why was he getting shy about it now? "I asked Beomgyu and he agreed- I-I mean only if you're comfortable with it-" "I would love that." you held his face in your hands and leaned in for a kiss. It was feather light and quick, but after pulling back Soobin placed his hands on your waist and pulled you closer. His lips now moved against yours as he tightly held your body in his huge hands and moved them up and down. He stepped closer, but instead of pulling you in he pushed you back against the wall behind you. "Y/n... you're so sexy." he checked you out before pressing his hungry lips back on yours. His tongue entered your mouth caressing yours. "You're so hot Soobin..." you breathed on his lips and grabbed his arm hard to push him away and pull him into the bedroom.

You pushed Soobin on the chair next to the bed and sat on his lap. Before you sat down you eyed his bulge in his black pants and made sure to brush your hips against it. He grunted at the sudden touch, but still helped you sit down on him by grabbing your ass. As soon as possible you glued your lips on his again, kissing him quick and hard while your hands run wild. "Soobin... call Beomgyu. Right now." you explained fast so you can attach your lips to his again.

Soobin clumsily searched for his phone in his pocket while he bit on your bottom lips. "Hey, Beomgyu. Now is a good time." dialing his friend's number took long as he was focusing on you, but he made sure that the phone call was quick and straightforward. He succeeded as Beomgyu showed up in the next five minutes.

"Hyung, I came as fast as possib- damn..." Beomgyu came into the room, but his words faded at the sight. His eyes settled on you and Soobin's hand that was still grabbing your ass. "I take over from now on." Beomgyu smirked as he walked over, took your hand, and helped you get on your feet. "I'll take care of Y/n."

Beomgyu was quick to act, he pulled you in to mark your neck. He licked up the side of your jaw and neck before sucking on the spots he desired to. Your hand held his shoulder and gripped it to steady yourself from his rough movements. Your eyes looked to your side where Soobin sat in his chair, a bit awkwardly, but it reassured you that his pants looked tighter than before.

Beomgyu on the other hand was quick to take your attention again. He pressed his growing dick against your hips, grinding against you as he still had his tongue all over your sensitive neck. "Ah- Beomgyu..." you breathed out his name while his hands reached over to your chest and squeezed your breast. "I'll help you with this." he pulled at the edge of your shirt and smirked before pulling it over your head, eyes quick to gaze at your tits. He leaned down to lick between them, but straightened his back to take a look at your face, while holding your neck. Beomgyu's eyes turned to the side, almost as if asking for permission from his older to kiss you, as if you were Soobin's property. Your boyfriend nodded his head fast, gripping the side of the chair, his body getting warmer with each second.

Beomgyu didn't waste time, he pressed his lips onto yours, his tongue immediately pushing into your mouth hands running wild. While taking your attention away with his tongue he managed to unhook your bra, and with a small gasp you let out, it landed on the floor. Beomgyu smirked at your reaction and took a second to crouch down to pick up your bra and throw it to his Hyung. "I guess your all for me tonight?" he cockily looked to the side, eyeing Soobin who was blushing at the sight of your still warm bra in his lap.

Instead of answering you stepped closer to Beomgyu and started palming his bulge in his pants. He widened his eyes not expecting such a bold move, but his gaze softened before grabbing onto your throat and gripping it softly. "Show me how bad you want this cock. Show Soobin you want my cock and not his." he breathed all this onto your neck, as you shivered under his hot breath. He sneaked his hand up to grab a fistful of your hair as he once again focused on your neck. With a small force, he tilted your head back to lick up your neck then pushed you to the bed.

"You look so pathetic. Ready to spread your legs for me while your boyfriend watches? What a slut you are." he took off his shirt while standing in front of you, but soon hovered over you and leaned down to your ear. "My pervert, little slut."

Beomgyu positioned his knees right between your thighs, just below your core while he bit your ear softly. You hummed into his ear, praising his action, but Beomgyu didn't need reassurance. His hand ran down your ribcage, the tips of his finger so cold it caused goose bumps all over your body, sending shivers down your spine. Once he reached the edge of your pants, he let his index finger lift it so his hand could slip right into it. Through your panties he could feel you dripping already, so with a chuckle once again using his technique, his finger slid through your fold right into your hole. Letting out a gasp, you tightly grabbed Beomgyu's shoulder, dipping your nails into his skin. You could feel his long, skilled fingers move inside you, so good you couldn't stay still. Muscles flexing in every inch of your body, thighs moving shut, but that didn't slow down him. You threw your head to the side eyeing Soobin, who looked just like you. Mouth slightly agape, hand stuck in a fist, and hips pushing upwards. Soobin was blushing while looking right into your eyes as his hand rubbed his crotch, but he slipped up, looking down to your lap, watching as Beomgyu's arm muscles flexed with each thrust.

"I want you inside..." you breathed out to Beomgyu, but you still looked at Soobin. "Who do you want inside of you baby?" Beomgyu grabbed your face with his other hand, forcing you to pay attention to him and slowing down his movements, but not completely stopping them. "You." "Who?" he smirked. "You, Beomgyu."

Beomgyu didn't waste any time he pulled his fingers out of you and focused on getting your clothes off of you, at least what was left. His cock was already hard, he quickly slipped out from his sweats, and pumped his member a couple of times before slipping right into your pussy.

Can't control your moans, already warmed up to his size by his fingers, it was all pleasure. Beomgyu was grabbing your boobs, holding them in his hand, but also using them as support to pull you towards him. His hips slapping into you made noises so loud, but it still couldn't cover up your moans. "Fuckㅡ you're so wet Y/n."

A small moan took your attention away, making you face your boyfriend who looked so embarrassed after he saw that you noticed him. He wasn't just palming himself through the jeans anymore, he was pumping his dick to the rhythm of Beomgyu's thurst, whether it was unconscious or not, you knew he was imagining you instead of his hand. Beomgyu had enough of you focusing on Soobin again, he harshly grabbed your neck to make you turn to him. "Open your mouth, sweetheart." you obeyed his request, opening your mouth for him, waiting for his next move. While he was still thrusting into you, he leaned down and spit in your mouth. "Swallow."

Your eyes grew big, not expecting him to do such a thing, but why was it so hot? You shut your mouth swallowing his spit to his order.

Beomgyu let out low groans with every second thrust. Why did he hit every good spot inside you? He was moving so well your legs started to shake from the overwhelming feeling, he noticed it and slowed down his pace a bit. "I'm so close Beomgyu..." you wrapped your arms around his neck pulling him closer to grab onto him. "I'll make you cum so good, Baby." he whispered in your ear, pressing his body to yours. His cock moved in and out of you at a very slow pace, but he made his thrusts rough and hard, hitting the spots deep inside you. Pounding into your pussy, you just got closer with every move. "Beomgyu I'm cumming." you gripped his shoulders as you came on his dick. He didn't stop to let your ride out your orgasm and kissed your neck. Legs shaking on the side you basically screamed from the pleasure. "Beomgyu..." you breathed out his name once more before just leaning back and letting him use your body to reach his own orgasm.

"Inside. Cum inside." you told Beomgyu as you saw him getting close. He nodded his head and bit his lips before pushing his dick into you fully, and letting his hot cum pump into your pussy.

After Gyu calmed down, he got up from the bed, dressed up, and left. You were still kinda out of breath, but you never forgot about your boyfriend. You slowly stood up from the bed and walked to Soobin who was still jerking off. He still hasn't come. You turned around and spread your legs for him. Soobin's eyes grew big as he saw his friend's cum dripping out of your core, landing right on Soobin's cock. "Y/nㅡ" with one more word he came, throwing his head back in pleasure, hips pushing upwards and hot pumps of cum dripping down his dick, which wasn't only his own.

[anantaru]

𝐃𝐀𝐘 𝟏𝟑 — 𝐓𝐇𝐈𝐆𝐇 𝐑𝐈𝐃𝐈𝐍𝐆

✦ kinktober day 13 — thigh riding feat. dottore : xiao : childe : kazuha x fem! reader | kinktober masterlist.

✦ warnings: explct

✦ 𝐃𝐎𝐓𝐓𝐎𝐑𝐄

dottore's face was brightening up upon smiling, running his rough hands over your thighs before drawing you closer against his body. He could get quite lost in all the research, forgetting most things around him if it wasn't for you who always made sure that all his needs and cravings were fulfilled to the highest extent.

you looked at him, combing the loose strands— which were messily hanging around his head, behind his ear before slightly trying to grind your hips into the obvious bulge forming in his pants. His grip was hard on you, yet once dottore figured you were trying to put his mind onto other things, more so turn his attention to you, he quickly began to loosen his hold on you, letting you continue your play.

his eyes were set on you the whole time whereas the air continuously warmed up around your skin. You're turning your gaze between your bodies, your clothed cunt rubbing hard against his throbbing bulge when dottore suddenly took a hold of your face, cupping your cheek to force you to look at him. His wicked grin made a shiver run down your spine, you didn't dare to say anything, for a second stilling your movements, "i didn't tell you to stop, did i?" dottore's voice was deep, murmuring against your lips as you nodded in response, carrying on.

✦ 𝐗𝐈𝐀𝐎

you leaned over to kiss xiao's cheek while straddling him. The bedsheets were comfortable underneath the both of you, only adding to the relaxing aura which surrounded you that night. Xiao's breathing was coming in spurts, uneven and somehow anxious. Your hand never left his, intertwining your fingers into one another as you lightly grinded yourself against him.

"I like this." he rasped at you, without a single restraint, removing his hands from their previous position to dig them into your soft skin, helping you move. You let out a small giggle, being completely lost in the pure bliss you felt, not only on your aching core but the amount of intimacy which radiated through the room. Xiao's body was hot against yours, a layer of sweat coating his figure as the both of you melted into each other.

It was getting too much for him, xiao was barely able to control his own body as he thrusted his hips up, dragging you back and forth his aching cock. You're gasping at the sudden change, just a minute ago it seemed as if you were in control when in reality it was him and him alone. You reached over to him, closing the distance between the both of you to engage into a sloppy kiss as you whined at the feeling of his cock teasing your cunt, both smiling at each other and communicating without actually saying a single word.

✦ 𝐂𝐇𝐈𝐋𝐃𝐄

you could feel childe slide his fingers into your shirt, running them over your exposed back as you arched your body into him, whining at his cold digits. "you're so sensitive here." he's obviously teasing you again, that damned smile never leaving his face. "come here." his voice was deep, commanding, as if you weren't able to reject his offer.

you're straddling his lap, wiggling your hips a bit to make yourself a bit more comfortable as you heard ajax whine from those featherlight touches. He's advancing closer, trailing open mouthed kisses on your neck before holding your hips down to his exposed member, rubbing it against your clothed cunt. Your panties were damp, an obvious splotch viewable. You knew ajax, he'd never pass up on an offer like this, immediately dragging his digits over the wet stain, holding it in front of your face.

"oh my, what is this?" you're slapping his hand away in annoyance, rolling your eyes. Although in an attempt to move away he quickly wrapped his arms around your hips, pouting, "it's a joke, love, please stay." if it wasn't for his immense charming persona, you would've tried harder, his fingers dipping down into the soft flesh of your hips to drag you back and forth his aching groin, the tiny whimpers you exclaimed mixed with your heavy pants were music to his ears.

✦ 𝐊𝐀��𝐔𝐇𝐀

kazuha was turning into an utter mess, dropping his mouth down to your breasts to take one of your nipples in between his lips, pressing them together. You're crying out, the ache in between your legs continuing to grow as you could feel yourself become wetter. You weren't able to withstand the urge anymore, beginning to rut yourself into his groin, basically using him for your own pleasure.

he's smirking, kazuha secretly adored whenever you showed him just how much you wanted it, just how much you wanted him. He released your breast, "tell me what you want." he murmured, taking your lips in his to kiss you passionately. "I want you." you're whining, wiggling against his hold and rubbing yourself further into his throbbing cock. "You have me." kazuha pulled a hand from your hips to cup your cheek, kissing you once again while rolling his hips up to meet your sobbing cunt.

It didn't bother him that you somehow managed to stain his pants with your slick, the wave of ecstasy he just experienced was turning his mind into a swirling haze. You're throwing your head back at the sight, feeling how his cock was throbbing against your cunt with a dire need to cum. Your pace was increasing now, kazuha was always so good to you and you wanted to please him so much, practically craving it! with that showing him how much you valued and adored him.

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[lovenotesxo]

Friends with Benifts- Eddie Munson x reader smut

Summery: It wasn't uncommon for you to be at Eddie's house in the early hours of the morning.

Pairings: Eddie Munson x Afab!reader

Warnings: 18+ MDNI, porn with one paragraph of plot as a treat, Afab reader, P n V sex, unprotected sex, cream pie, praise, a lil degrading like 1 line

It wasn't uncommon for you to be at Eddie's house in the early hours of the morning. After all, you were best friends. The only difference is your new arrangement of friends with benefits. It had been going on that way for a few months now, you would just call each other up whenever you were horny and needed to blow off steam. 

And that's how you ended up here sat on Eddie's lap, your tongues intertwined while you grind on each other almost desperately. He pulls away from your kiss and tucks his head in your shoulder groaning from the friction. 

"Please Eddie, I need you" you whisper moan, hand going up to tangle in his hair.

Eddie leans back from your neck to look at you with a smirk. You feel his hand move up to lay flat on your chest pushing you back. He guides you to lay flat against his mattress, moving back so your legs fall to the side of his thighs spread open for him. His hand moves your skirt up and out of the way so he can admire the wet patch on your panties. 

The way he's looking down at you makes you feel small. Your whole body felt like it was on fire, holding your breath waiting for his next move. His hand goes down to move your panties to the side, his middle finger sliding up your slit collecting your wetness and spreading it on its way up. "Eddie please" you moan out in frustration. "Please what baby?" He says looking back at you almost Innocently. 

"Please touch me" 

"I am touching you," he responds with a smirk, you let out a frustrated noise. "Put your fingers in," you say shyly, you don't even have a moment to be embarrassed as he pushes two fingers in roughly. He immediately sets a fast pace, his thumb moving to rub circles over your clit. Your nerves are on fire, the sudden pleasure making you throw your head back. 

You love when Eddie got like this, so loving, and yet so harsh. His fingers were fucking into you relentlessly. All you could do was moan and rock your hips to match the pace of his fingers in an attempt to feel more of him. His other hand moves to rub at your hip comfortingly before he spoke “You're like a bitch in heat. So needy.”

It doesn't take long for the familiar heat to build up. He could tell you were getting close by the way you clenched around him. "Are you close baby? Do you wanna cum around my fingers?" Eddie asks, studying your face as you try to make out an answer only moans coming out. He curled his fingers up into you adding another, satisfied by the way you couldn't form a single thought. 

Your thighs were tightly clamped around his own. You came undone quicker than you expected, moaning as his thumb picked up its pace on your clit. Your vision blurring from the stimulation as you came around his fingers. Eddie slowed his fingers inside you before pulling them out slowly allowing you to recover from your orgasm. 

You don't even notice as Eddie moves back to take off his pants and boxers. Once you come back to reality you are greeted with a peck on your lips from Eddie as his cock is lined up at your entrance. "You ready baby? I'm gonna ruin you" he asks before thrusting into you all at once. 

 He stopped his movements so that you could get used to the feeling of his cock in you. No matter how many times you two had sex he also managed to make you breathless. He leaned down to whisper in your ear "Just give me a little hum when you're ready baby.” And so you did. Eddie moved his hips back and started to pound into you relentlessly.

You move your legs from his side to wrap around his hips. This gives you leverage to move your hips back against his. The new position of your legs does wonders for Eddie. 

His hips move so harshly against your own that the force almost moves you up the bed each time he slams into you.   

“You look so fuckin pretty like this” Eddie moans as he thrusts into you“You feel that baby, you feel me filling you up?” He groans  again, not giving you a chance to respond with anything but moans of his name. 

“I know baby, I know” He says, bringing his hand to stroke your cheek. He nods his head along with your moans of how it's too much and you can't take it. 

Contradicting his comforting words Eddie continued his brutal pace, thrusting into you like it was the first time he'd ever fucked you. You could tell he was getting close, you were close too. 

“Fuck Eddie Im close” you moan out hand reaching out to grab a fistful of his shirt. "I'm close to baby, gonna fill you up with my cum and fuck it out of you later" He responds I between moans. 

 With a final, and purposefully deep thrust, both you and Eddie crashed over the edge.  your body shuddering and clenching around him. Eddie leans over on top of you almost collapsing on you, groaning out by your ear something incoherent about taking his cum like a good girl. 

Your body felt so warm and full, You felt a hand on your chin. Eddie uses his hand to turn your head to catch your lips in a kiss. You both just lay there for a while enjoying the moment.