aihaitahm

[aihaitahm]

im alive and kicking… landed at the dean’s list for my uni unfortunately im not up to date with hsr and genshin but i still like my fav characters and i have new interests that being spiderverse and hunger games… so i dont know 😢 maybe ill transfer blogs but keep this one for my writing here. i jusg wanna revamp my whole blog without deleting so much you know!

#hsr #genshin #meow #sai’s messages

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blade and skincare

gn! reader and in celebration for blade’s release :3 I won him 50/50.

“awww! bladie please put this cat headband for me… so that you can do your face mask without your hair getting in the way. pleaseeee i can do it for you.”

you and yingxing were having a “skincare” night (its what you called it) because kafka suggested it as a good bonding experience for you both. having literally no time for each other because of missions made you both frustrated, especially blade. so now is the time to relax in your lover’s company.

as much as ren found it embarrassing… he couldnt say no to you. now he found himself flustered, waiting for you to put the clay mask on his face while he burnt bright red.

“(name), do i really have to put on this cat… headband?” blade sighed in a flustered mess.

“do you not wanna match with me?” you pouted cutely at him. faking the sadness so that he would leave it on.

“i-i didnt say that. ugh stop pouting, youre making it difficult for me. tsk I’ll wear this as long as you take no pictures love.”

you decided to sneak pictures anyway. you both ended up relaxing in each other’s company, blade being extra clingy and cuddly tonight. you both knew it made him feel better and blade will definitely do this again. especially with you.

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attitude

notes: gn! reader. smut minors dni. im busy with uni.

arguing about stupid stuff and having all the attitude towards him because you want his attention until he decides youre done and fucks you. he knows what youre trying to do but of course, he likes playing along. now you were on your knees, holding on the sheets as the impact of his thrusts were strong, your messy head buried in your pillow. he knows you enjoy it very much.

“why is my brat so quiet? all you needed was my dick huh?” he emphasized his thrusts, hitting your sweet spot. his hot toned arms holding you down as you squirmed and whimpered pathetically.

“awww my baby cant take it?” he taunts as he bites your neck and still keeps his pace hard and deep.

all you could do is arch your back and follow what he says. whining and moaning the loudest through the pillow.

he then grabbed your hair and brought his mouth on your ear.

“we’re not done yet.” he smirked as his eyes darkened. holding onto your ass as he kept thrusting.

miguel ohara, alhaitham, jing yuan, blade, moreeee your favs <3

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attitude

notes: gn! reader. smut minors dni. im busy with uni.

arguing about stupid stuff and having all the attitude towards him because you want his attention until he decides youre done and fucks you. he knows what youre trying to do but of course, he likes playing along. now you were on your knees, holding on the sheets as the impact of his thrusts were strong, your messy head buried in your pillow. he knows you enjoy it very much.

“why is my brat so quiet? all you needed was my dick huh?” he emphasized his thrusts, hitting your sweet spot. his hot toned arms holding you down as you squirmed and whimpered pathetically.

“awww my baby cant take it?” he taunts as he bites your neck and still keeps his pace hard and deep.

all you could do is arch your back and follow what he says. whining and moaning the loudest through the pillow.

he then grabbed your hair and brought his mouth on your ear.

“we’re not done yet.” he smirked as his eyes darkened. holding onto your ass as he kept thrusting.

miguel ohara, alhaitham, jing yuan, blade, moreeee your favs <3

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attitude

notes: gn! reader. smut minors dni. im busy with uni.

arguing about stupid stuff and having all the attitude towards him because you want his attention until he decides youre done and fucks you. he knows what youre trying to do but of course, he likes playing along. now you were on your knees, holding on the sheets as the impact of his thrusts were strong, your messy head buried in your pillow. he knows you enjoy it very much.

“why is my brat so quiet? all you needed was my dick huh?” he emphasized his thrusts, hitting your sweet spot. his hot toned arms holding you down as you squirmed and whimpered pathetically.

“awww my baby cant take it?” he taunts as he bites your neck and still keeps his pace hard and deep.

all you could do is arch your back and follow what he says. whining and moaning the loudest through the pillow.

he then grabbed your hair and brought his mouth on your ear.

“we’re not done yet.” he smirked as his eyes darkened. holding onto your ass as he kept thrusting.

miguel ohara, alhaitham, jing yuan, blade, moreeee your favs <3

#honkai star rail #blade x reader #hsr blade #jing yuan #genshin alhaitham #genshin impact #jing yuan x reader #al haitham #alhaitham x reader #blade hsr #miguel ohara x reader #miguel x reader #jujutsu kaisen #atsv x reader #genshin smut #hsr smut

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blade and skincare

gn! reader and in celebration for blade’s release :3 I won him 50/50.

“awww! bladie please put this cat headband for me… so that you can do your face mask without your hair getting in the way. pleaseeee i can do it for you.”

you and yingxing were having a “skincare” night (its what you called it) because kafka suggested it as a good bonding experience for you both. having literally no time for each other because of missions made you both frustrated, especially blade. so now is the time to relax in your lover’s company.

as much as ren found it embarrassing… he couldnt say no to you. now he found himself flustered, waiting for you to put the clay mask on his face while he burnt bright red.

“(name), do i really have to put on this cat… headband?” blade sighed in a flustered mess.

“do you not wanna match with me?” you pouted cutely at him. faking the sadness so that he would leave it on.

“i-i didnt say that. ugh stop pouting, youre making it difficult for me. tsk I’ll wear this as long as you take no pictures love.”

you decided to sneak pictures anyway. you both ended up relaxing in each other’s company, blade being extra clingy and cuddly tonight. you both knew it made him feel better and blade will definitely do this again. especially with you.

[aihaitahm]

HI im so sorry. im about to go to uni and lowkey heavily hyperfixating miguel ohara and cant seem to write for other characters even with dozens of drafts sincerely sorry

#meow #sai’s messages

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wait hold on let’s say the reader has like a really big stuffed animal collection and it makes miguel uncomfy ever time they have sex because he feels like they’re judging him

STOP OH MY GOSH—no because seriously, he’d feel so ashamed engaging in the act while they’re just piled up in the corner of your room staring back at not just him, but also you. you wouldn’t really mind because you’re already used to them but there’s something about having a giant my melody plushy stare at him like \ (ᵔᴗᵔ)/ while he’s fucking you…

the guilt would be eating his (perfect, fat, juicy, etc…) ass up so bad, i fear…he’d definitely stop everything he’s doing just to walk over to wherever they are, grabbing them by the bunch and shoving them into your closet, mumbling something like, “sorry guys…we just need a bitttt of privacy right now..” i’m giggling SO hard at this.

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alhaitham and sweets and you

alhaitham doesnt really like sweet food. he tends to stay away from it and hate on it if its too sweet. even squirm from the thought of it. the type to buy unsweetened stuff on purpose.

until… you came along. you always ordered the sweetest and savory or spicy meals whenever you and your stoic lover go on dates. and with cute puppy eyes, you beg him to buy you the sweetest desserts or chocolates. you always make it a habit to ask if he wants some but he always shakes his head no. he still doesnt like sweet food but he is slowly liking it because of you. your taste in everything is just sweet, just like your personality.

which is why he learned a bad habit. what annoyed you was whenever he says no to your offer of a bite or sip, he then does the opposite and he takes a big bite of your sweet food or takes a big sip of your boba/shake. kinda pouts when you scold him too if you look close enough.

“haitham…! you drank almost half my boba when you said you hated sweet stuff…”

“i was simply just tasting it.”

“taste?? thats a big chunk for a taste and i asked you if you wanted a small sip. go buy your own.”

“you know i bought that for you? so it is in fact, mine technically.

besides, it tastes better when its yours… maybe because your saliva adds a distinct flavor into it.”

“haitham!”

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I am indecisive so I made 2 ver,,, anyw another blade fanart <333

[aihaitahm]

"jealous, jealous, jealous boyy.." ft. scara

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blade and skincare

gn! reader and in celebration for blade’s release :3 I won him 50/50.

“awww! bladie please put this cat headband for me… so that you can do your face mask without your hair getting in the way. pleaseeee i can do it for you.”

you and yingxing were having a “skincare” night (its what you called it) because kafka suggested it as a good bonding experience for you both. having literally no time for each other because of missions made you both frustrated, especially blade. so now is the time to relax in your lover’s company.

as much as ren found it embarrassing… he couldnt say no to you. now he found himself flustered, waiting for you to put the clay mask on his face while he burnt bright red.

“(name), do i really have to put on this cat… headband?” blade sighed in a flustered mess.

“do you not wanna match with me?” you pouted cutely at him. faking the sadness so that he would leave it on.

“i-i didnt say that. ugh stop pouting, youre making it difficult for me. tsk I’ll wear this as long as you take no pictures love.”

you decided to sneak pictures anyway. you both ended up relaxing in each other’s company, blade being extra clingy and cuddly tonight. you both knew it made him feel better and blade will definitely do this again. especially with you.

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blade and skincare

gn! reader and in celebration for blade’s release :3 I won him 50/50.

“awww! bladie please put this cat headband for me… so that you can do your face mask without your hair getting in the way. pleaseeee i can do it for you.”

you and yingxing were having a “skincare” night (its what you called it) because kafka suggested it as a good bonding experience for you both. having literally no time for each other because of missions made you both frustrated, especially blade. so now is the time to relax in your lover’s company.

as much as ren found it embarrassing… he couldnt say no to you. now he found himself flustered, waiting for you to put the clay mask on his face while he burnt bright red.

“(name), do i really have to put on this cat… headband?” blade sighed in a flustered mess.

“do you not wanna match with me?” you pouted cutely at him. faking the sadness so that he would leave it on.

“i-i didnt say that. ugh stop pouting, youre making it difficult for me. tsk I’ll wear this as long as you take no pictures love.”

you decided to sneak pictures anyway. you both ended up relaxing in each other’s company, blade being extra clingy and cuddly tonight. you both knew it made him feel better and blade will definitely do this again. especially with you.

#honkai star rail #blade x reader #hsr blade #blade honkai star rail #blade x you #blade hsr #honkai star rail fluff

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alhaitham and sweets and you

alhaitham doesnt really like sweet food. he tends to stay away from it and hate on it if its too sweet. even squirm from the thought of it. the type to buy unsweetened stuff on purpose.

until… you came along. you always ordered the sweetest and savory or spicy meals whenever you and your stoic lover go on dates. and with cute puppy eyes, you beg him to buy you the sweetest desserts or chocolates. you always make it a habit to ask if he wants some but he always shakes his head no. he still doesnt like sweet food but he is slowly liking it because of you. your taste in everything is just sweet, just like your personality.

which is why he learned a bad habit. what annoyed you was whenever he says no to your offer of a bite or sip, he then does the opposite and he takes a big bite of your sweet food or takes a big sip of your boba/shake. kinda pouts when you scold him too if you look close enough.

“haitham…! you drank almost half my boba when you said you hated sweet stuff…”

“i was simply just tasting it.”

“taste?? thats a big chunk for a taste and i asked you if you wanted a small sip. go buy your own.”

“you know i bought that for you? so it is in fact, mine technically.

besides, it tastes better when its yours… maybe because your saliva adds a distinct flavor into it.”

“haitham!”

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aftercare with alhaitham

cw ns//fw minors dni!! reader is afab

after your hot session with haitham, he makes sure you are taken care of. he wants to make sure you’re okay and if he was too rough he would be a bit smug about it and would smirk but overall would spoil u sm.

before he would even remove himself from you, he wouldnt be able to stop and stare at ur clit with pretty fluids being mixed together. he would also stare at your pretty titties and face and just look at your body with deep admiration and love. would kiss you softly everywhere while you’re trying to catch your breath. small whispers of “i love you” “you did good my dove” “are you alright?” “what do u need?” everywhere as he praises you.

would clean up the sheets and offer you a glass of water. would make sure you pee every time after you both have sex! he wants to make sure youre healthy okayy

would make a bath just for you and massage your back. it would be very relaxing and you are so glad you have him.

once you both are finished bathing, if you were hungry, he would cook u an easy meal !! filled with his love and affection. he is a decent cook afterall!

helps you get to bed and would listen to you talk about random things before you fall asleep. he puts his arms around you and hugs you to sleep. not really sleepy, he would often just stare at you while u peacefully sleep and think about how thankful he is for you. he drinks in the ethereal solitude you have given to him and he loves you so much more than he can ever express. he then slowly falls asleep with heart eyes just for you.

[aihaitahm]

hiya im sorry work is just busy ~ 9-6 4 times a week and my wrist has been strained like throbbing in pain because of it. i really cant find the time to write because im either in pain or im tired. ill probably write short stuff but i dont know ☹️ feel like im all over the place. also im just really into miguel o hara right neow. dont get me wrong i still love and play hsr and genshin but the hyperfixating and hyperfocusing is doing its thing.

#sai’s messages

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haven’t i given enough?

sex pollen miguel o’hara x afab reader

| cross-posted from ao3 | 4.5k

18+

cw: breeding, multiple orgasms, PAST THE POINT IT STINKS, mean dom!miguel, mating press, man-handling, use of “girl”, big dick miguel, size kink, blood, marking, squirting, come eating, dumbification, it’s filthy this is getting rated so fast

plot: miguel comes home infected with s*x pollen and p0rn with barely any plot ensues

he hopped into the shower, dealt with the ache in his bones and released the coil that felt like a permanent resident in his core. as he stepped out of the shower, toweling off his body and trying to ignore the incessant buzz in his body he noticed his issue had returned. miguel was able to satisfy you multiple times in a night but this was the first time he was hard moments after coming. was it related to the sickness? was it why he had nearly broken a lamppost on the way over after he imagined you waiting up for him to return home?

whatever it was his feet moved to their own accord to where you lay peacefully asleep in your shared bed. miguel pulled on his boxers over his now painfully hard issue and slowly crawled into bed, pulling back the covers enough to see you sleeping only in his shirt. the sight alone made him shiver, a sweat back on his brow as he forced his body to slowly move towards you and pull you as gently as he could back against him. you stirred in your sleep, ever the light sleeper and turned your face towards him. miguel could see in the pitch darkness of the room, regrettably he could make out how your lips parted and upturned at the knowledge that he was holding you.

“you’re home, hi baby.” you mumbled, the sleep subsiding in your body as you felt the hard line of his member pressed against your back. he could feel your body tensing, could hear your heart rate pick up and it took everything in him to not pull your mouth to his. he could even smell your perfect little cunt getting wet for him. you turned fully towards him, your breasts pressed against his bare chest. he pulled in a breath between his clenched teeth, his whole body sensitive to any touch from you. the throb he felt earlier was back in full force, in fact it had only gotten worse since he got closer to you. he couldn’t sleep, not when he could feel his fangs getting sharper and his hunger for you insatiable.

“migs-you are you okay?” you brushed back his hair, feeling the sweat there and placing the small delicate hand on his tensed arm. miguel couldn’t formulate a response he was staring at your soft lips and your gentle hand looking oh so small compared to his arm, and how pretty it would it look around-

a growl escaped his lips and he pulled your lips to his by the back of your neck, you were so pliable, so willing to give him anything, that you kissed back with just as much fervor as him. his fangs scraped your lips and his tongue fought to taste every inch of you, sucking the air from your lungs. finally you pulled away to breath, his lips still insistent on tasting you. he kissed your cheeks, your nose and then finally your neck, his sharp canines grazing the skin there and making you gasp. you shoved at his chest gently, and miguel pulled back to see your flushed cheeks and confused expression. you could still feel his member pressed between you two, long and thick and painfully hard.

but despite that you couldn’t understand miguel’s actions. he usually was so spent after a mission he wanted to cuddle up and sleep, at the most he’d want to wake you up with an orgasm. you switched your bedside lamp on, withdrawing from his hold and taking a look at him, trying to see if his eyes were more red than black. you didn’t see what you expected, you thought perhaps he was hungry and that’s why he was acting like this.

”migs?” you were sat up, letting the lamplight illuminate his features. his eyes were flickering between your chest, your neck and your eyes in rapid succession. his shirt was too large on you, draping on your shoulders and exposing the top of your breasts. you weren’t even sure he was listening, until he stared you in the eyes and sat up too, moving closer as he did.

”think i got infected during the mission, it’s the reason for-“ he looked down at where his hard-on created a tent in the covers. you gulped and nodded. “i tried dealing with it in the shower, but i need you.”

“i’m yours, you know that, use me.“ miguel felt like he fell in love with you all over again as he registered your words. in a fluid movement he pulled you under him, laying you flat on your back as he hovered above you. he pushed his shirt up your body, revealing a lack of underwear. no wonder he could smell your saccharine sweet musk as soon as he touched you.

“dirty fucking girl, were you waiting for me to find you like this?” miguel tutted, getting comfortable between your legs and blowing hot breath over your core. you whined at his tone, knowing you were in for a long night that would no doubt leave you sore. his eyes were a mix of red and brown, pupils blown wide from want and sweat dripping down his brow, you combed his hair out of face wanting to see your handsome boyfriend’s expression before he feasted on you.

he hummed in delight as he saw the bite mark he’d left next to your cunt, scarred and distinctly his on the soft flesh of your inner thigh. his plump lips pressed against the sensitive skin, looking at you as you gasped out, silently asking for permission for what he loved doing every so often. as if you’d ever want any other man like you needed him, miguel liked to keep your scar fresh, let it ache and sting as a reminder of who you belonged to. and you didn’t much mind the sting. you nodded, clutching his strands for something to ground you, silky smooth and soft in your hands as you felt his fangs graze your flesh. he never made the pain last long, biting into your skin quickly, not too deeply. just enough to let his bite mark pebble with fresh blood, lapping at the addictive taste of you, growling as you whined at the sting and rush of miguel fervently drinking you up. he’d told you once that no one in the world tasted as good as you, of course that didn’t just include your blood. “so sweet. me vuelves loco .” you shuddered as he hummed against your skin, still not where you needed him, his sharp jawline grazing where you were practically dripping and you tugged at his hair.

“i get it doll i get it, fucking needy huh baby? do you need my cock that bad?” he lapped up the remaining blood and kissed the raw skin, his hot breath blowing over you throbbing clit. you knew miguel, knew he wouldn’t let you get what you wanted until you begged, until you gave in. he watched your pretty little cunt glisten and clench around nothing, so desperate and wet all for him, all because of him.

“yes yes! i’ve been thinking about it all day!” you finally gave in when he blew cool air on your cunt.

“hmm, about what?” he kissed your clit as a reward, but didn’t move any further, you gasped and bucked, his hands were on his hips in a split second, holding you down. you felt like you were dripping onto your silk sheets, you supposed it didn’t matter, you’d have to change them after he was done with you.

“about your c-cock, wanted you to fuck me until i can’t walk. miss you all the time, need you inside me all the time.” you were babbling now, you meant all of it of course but you’d never admit it unless you were under your lover on the brink of tears. miguel growled at your confession, pulling you by your hips towards his face, his nose rubbing against your clit as his tongue pressed flat against your dripping folds. you whined out his name, his tongue delving into you and cleaning up the mess you’ve made of yourself. miguel was relentless in tasting you, wanted your taste imprinted in his mouth and wedged between his teeth. he’d stay here forever if he could, drawing his name from your lips and drinking in all your ichor.

“m’ close.” you were gonna come just from his tongue alone and miguel could feel his hard-on straining in his pants. he didn’t feel too far off from his own release, the grind of the bed sheet against his clothed cock combined with your pleasure was getting him so inexplicably turned on. whimpers slipped past his canines. just as you arched your back, one of his hands moved down to stroke himself and with a few pumps he was coming in his boxers as you released onto his tongue. he drank you in, fucking you through your orgasm until you were pushing at his forehead. miguel moved back and the dim light reflected over his wet chin and lips. you felt dizzy at the sight and felt like fainting when you looked past his chiseled jawline and chest to where light reflected off the cum on his stomach. you couldn’t ignore the still hard and throbbing cock that was pressed against his stomach. his eyes were narrowed and his chest heaving, he licked his lips and you couldn’t help the whine crawling up your throat. you crawled over to where he kneeled on your bed, pressing kisses to his face, his hands finding your ass and gripping tightly as you cleaned him up. you trailed kisses down his chest, down his abs to where he made a mess of himself and you licked him clean. your mouth watered as you moaned at the taste of him, moving south to press a kiss to his large tip.

“not so fast,” he you pulled away by your hair, your follicles screaming for release. loosening his grip, miguel pushed you down on the bed, crowding you against the bed frame until the top of your head bumped against it. “wanna fuck this pretty pussy, remind you who you belong to.” you nodded fervently, looping your arms around his thick neck and pulling him for a kiss. miguel huffed a laugh at your desperate actions. he was going to ruin you, make sure you couldn’t walk properly for a couple days without the reminder of him and here you were begging for a kiss. you were his sweet dumb little puppy, so willing and needy for him. he appeased you, kissing you deeply as he lined up his tip with your entrance, his slick combined with yours let him slide up and down your cunt drawing all your ichor and catching on your clit. you dug your nails into his back at the feeling and begged for him to move, to do something.

the feeling of your pretty cunt getting wetter just for him and the smell of sex in the room was enough for miguel to push into you, his fat tip bullying your hole and stretching it wide. you gasped at the intrusion, always so big and wide it never got easier when he shoved in. had miguel been a little more in control of himself he would’ve waited more than the three seconds he gave you to adjust but instead he plunged his entire length in, his tip brushing your cervix as he stretched you wide. your cunt ached from the stretch and you felt him throbbing inside you, filling you up. you twitched from the feeling and miguel growled at how tightly you were clenching him. “you’re made for me, fucking slut clenching me so hard i cant move.” he murmured into your flesh and you clenched even more at his words, your slick leaking out of your hole, the base of his shaft wet from your ichor. miguel pulled out slowly, you weren’t easing up your grip, and pushed back in. you went dumb as his cock grazed the spot that made you crazy. he came inside you with a grunt, filling you up and making you leak down your thighs and making even more a mess of himself. but almost as if it never happened he was hard again, your eyes widening at the feeling of him going limp inside you and then filling you back up. miguel didn’t mind, he’d use your sweet little cunt just like he wanted to, no matter how many times he had to.

with that he pulled back out and plunged back into you, the sound of your slick coating his cock and his sticky balls slapping against your ass filled the room. he set a brutal pace, making you scream and claw at his back. he was fucking you harder than ever before, using his strength and speed to mold your walls to his length, your cervix bruising from his pace. you felt a coil tighten in your stomach, unlike any orgasm you’d felt before and without warning you were losing control. before you could realize what was happening you were squirting down miguel’s chest. it was the hottest thing miguel had ever seen, his dick twitching inside you. “que maravilla. pretty baby, i didn’t know you could do that.”

“me neither i’ve never-ah fuck miguel,” the thought of you being driven to squirting because of him made him all the more feral, he shoved your legs over his shoulder and angled down deeper into you, his curved cock taking what was his and hitting that fleshy spot inside of you, making you forget the words that were on your tongue. your head lolled backwards, the expanse of your neck all too tempting for him to ignore. he fucked your harder watched you squirm and cry his name as his teeth graze your unmarred skin. miguel found the soft spot on your neck that made you clench around him even harder, his lips and tongue laving over it making you gasp and whimper his names. before he could warn you, he was coming inside you, plunging deep and filling you up again as his fangs bit down and drew blood from your neck. he fed from you as his cum flowed out of your tiny cunt, dripping down your thighs and onto the sheets. you gasped at the feeling of him draining you of blood, the sting quickly replaced by the dizzying feel of him feeding. miguel used his toxins to quell the pain all the while releasing his load inside you. you were a complete mess, blood trickling down your inner thigh mixed with both of your releases and saliva dribbling past your lips.

after a few more seconds he unlatched from your neck, pressing a few more kisses at the sore skin before pulling out and looking at the mess he made. you were sprawled out, his come slipping out of you in spurts and you had never looked more beautiful. he quickly remedied the first issue by fingering his come back inside, not letting any go to waste, the feeling of you clenching around his finger made his cock twitch. the burn in his body has lessened but it was still there, the need to keep taking you incessant as he hardened again. you whined at the sight.

“you can take it whore.” and you would, you’d let him fuck you for the rest of your life if you didn’t have obligations and other needs. you whined at the feeling of his cock sliding against your entrance again, you were sure your cunt was bruised by how rough he was being.

“let me-“ you moved to sit up, shoving at his hard chest and making him sit. miguel watched your breasts shake as you shoved him down and straddled him, his come slipping out and onto his bare thighs.

“you’re wasting sweetheart, how many times do i have to breed you?” miguel slapped your ass in warning, growling out at a warning and you whimpered, not feeling any more in control even in this position. you slowly lined him up with your entrance and sank down, the stretch not being the issue but in this position he felt even deeper. you felt like he was poking your heart, you couldn’t bottom out, could only take what felt comfortable. you set a slow pace, your thighs burning as you moved up and down his length, the sound of your cunt milking him was obscene and made you flush even deeper. miguel felt your cheeks burn in embarrassment and the way your eyes glazed over in arousal.

“dirty fucking slut, milking me for all i have, you hear that? that’s how wet i make you, that’s my come inside you keeping you full.” he growled into your ear, guiding your hips to move as the sounds filled the room. you couldn’t ignore them, your eyes shutting in shame and miguel huffed out a laugh. you decided to take pay back as your thighs were getting sore and took all of his length, sitting down and grinding on his balls, his cock catching on your cervix and pressing against your most sensitive part. your clit ground against his hips, raw and throbbing from what it’s been through and miguel could feel it against him, could feel you dripping onto him and another whimper escaped his plush lips. you smirked at the sound, reaching up and pulling his lips to yours. he kissed you sweetly, letting you take your time as you grinded on his length. when he pulled back and saw your fucked out expression and felt you clench around him when you looked in his eyes he lost his resolve again. his hands gripped your hips as he pulled you up and down on his length, fucking up into you. you went dumb in his hold, head and eyes rolled back as you clutched his shoulders for support you were babbling and squirming in his hold, tears leaving your eyes from the sting and his rough hold. he was being so mean, so rough you couldn’t help the silent tears slipping down your face as you cried out his name.

finally he came inside, grinding you down and against him where he knew your clit was, drawing you to orgasm as well. your legs shook and you lost sensation in them as you came, leaning against his chest for support as you whined at the overwhelming feeling. “ me tratas tan bien. pretty baby, my princess, my doll.” he moved to lay down, his cock still inside you. you were like a toy, his cock and cum stuffed inside you as you rested on his chest. you brought your legs to lay fully on top of him, looping your arms around his waist as best as you could.

“love you” you murmured into his chest, you were exhausted and miguel could feel it in your voice but he didn’t know when this feeling would go away, you were the only thing making it subside.

“i love you too,” you could feel him hardening again, you knew this small reprise wouldn’t last long but your bones ached and you would revel in the rest. his large arms easily pulled you tighter against him, against the hard planes of his chest and he grunted at the feeling of your nipples grazing his skin. he could feel all of you, he could feel you clenching on him, could smell your sweet ichor and your distinct musk, he could hear your shallow breaths and reveled in the soft plush of your skin under his hold. miguel wished he could just stay here like this with you, but lately he was so busy he felt like there was never enough time.

with his cock hardening again and you catching your breath he switched your positions, you lying down and this time he flipped you onto your stomach. he pulled a pillow under your hips, elevating them as he shoved back into your fluttering hole. you were so wet and messy from his come, the room smelled of sex and you thought you would have to air out for a week for the scent to clear. it didn’t matter, you’d do it all again. miguel was slow this time as he used your body for his release, his hips slapping against your ass every now and then, when you could feel him close he picked up the pace, smacking your ass lightly as he came inside again.

“good girl, taking everything i give you huh?” you nodded fervently, he turned you over to look in your eyes, loved seeing your pupils dilated and watery with unshed tears. his thumb wiped your saliva from the corner of your mouth, prompting you to moan his name, scratchy and desperate. god how would he ever stop coming if you looked like this, all for him. miguel quickly moved your position again, man-handling you once again and you couldn’t bring yourself to care. he placed you on one of his strong thighs as he sat back against the headboard, his hardening cock nudging your own thigh. you were angled so that your legs straddled his thigh instantly coating the hard muscles and dark hair with a layer of slick. he clenched under you, drawing a gasp from your lips and he chuckled at your reaction.

miguel’s hand slowly moved down your chest to between your legs, spreading them and tracing your puffy clit with his fingers. you held onto his arm for support, in disbelief that you could possibly orgasm again. but you didn’t want to be alone, not when his 12 inch issue was back again. you reached out a shaky hand, scooped up some of the come dripping out of you and coated your own hand. miguel watched your small hand wrap around his length, groaning and throwing his head down onto your shoulder as you slowly teased the tip and moved down. his fingers lazily circled your clit, matching the rhythm you set as you traced the veins of his cock and moved your hand up and down. miguel wanted nothing more than to devour you whole, watched as your tiny hand struggled to wrap around him and still meticulously stroked him like you knew he liked. he drew his hand up to his mouth, licking clean the mess your cunt had made on his long thick fingers before plunging three of them deep inside you. you stuttered out a moan, your hand loosening it’s grip but recovered quickly as you picked up the pace. you matched how fast he was fucking you, his large arm caging you against him as you squirmed on his thigh. he plunged his fingers in and out so quickly you were sure his movement was blurring, you gasped and cried out but still you squeezed and stroked his length. you were miguel’s best girl, you took what he gave you and still gave it back, god he loved you.

miguel felt close, stroking your clit with the thumb that wasn’t inside you and watched as you squirted all over his sheets and leg. the sight made him growl, possessive to no end and he pressed a kiss to your neck as he came from your touch. he spilled all over his chest and your hand, eyes closed and groaning into your shoulder as he felt himself unravel. the itching and burning in his bones was subsiding more and more, maybe this would be the last time, he didn’t really want it to be.

“look at the mess you made, límpiala ahora.” you licked his abs clean, then your hand and miguel watched as you did it, grasping your chin and making you hold his gaze. once you were done and satisfied he pulled you up to kiss him, craning your neck to meet his lips as he tasted himself on your tongue. he slowly moved you to get on all fours, your arms and legs shaking from exhaustion and screaming for release as he moved behind you.

“gonna fuck a baby into you, make you walk around with my kid so everyone knows who you belong to.” he was rambling to himself, watching his come still drip out of you and fucking it back in with his cock. miguel fucked into you from behind, you screamed at the feeling, every new angle ripping you open and making your walls flutter. your head bumped the headboard as he pulled back and fucked into you, clapping against your cheeks and making you skid forward on your knees from the force. he was relentless, using you like the pretty cunt you were, coming into you once, twice, and the third time he thought was enough, especially since your arms had gone limp and your voice was barely above a whisper, only his name on your tongue. you were sure you were bloated from how much come he’d pumped into you now, you’d feel him inside you for days to come, feel the ache for at least a week.

maybe subconsciously that was enough for miguel because then finally, he could feel at peace. the disease or virus or whatever it had been was easing out of his body, he was carrying you to the spare bedroom and wiping you both clean. tomorrow he’d let you do whatever you want to him, let you yell at him for the legs that surely wouldn’t work and dots on you like you deserved. but right now he wanted to sleep with the feeling of you stuffed full of his come, still deeply inside you and imprinted on your walls.