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i wanna fuck hank anderson from detroit become human so bad yall oml (but like do i add the game to the masterlist orr)
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2k+ word smut for eddie coming soon if i can get the motivation to finish it ☝️🤓
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me when i forget about this for like a year and a half T-T but like... thinking now
ik i’m on break but would yall be interested in eddie x older male reader (specifically teacher)??
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me when i get an ad to buy the painting that i'm currently using (w credit) as my ao3 pfp... oh if i had like a thousand bucks to spare my bf would just have to deal with it
#🥭. mutt’s fuckery#he would probably let me get it tbh bc he loves me#babe please please please lemme hang it up in the hall
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sometimes i miss my obey me era just because of asmo but they've changed the game since i've played and eh
the team’s free use cheerleader | asmodeus
part 4 of my 1k event found here :) this part took me so long to write and i’m still not happy w it but i’m tired of the event being on hold
pairing(s): cheerleader!asmodeus X amab!football player!dom!reader.
warning(s): nsfw, free use, no relationship, locker room sex, blowjob, rim job, unprotected sex (per usual), size difference if you squint, face fucking, hair pulling, teasing & begging, reader picks asmo up, humiliation/degradation, one use of the name “daddy”.
ASMODEUS giggled as he glanced behind him, reaching down to take off the top of his cheer outfit. “Usually I tell the boys I’m off limits on game day, but,” Asmodeus turned around to face you as he tossed his top onto the locker room bench, “since it’s your first time using me, I figured I’d make an exception.”
You slowly walked up to Asmodeus, watching as his hands ran down his chest only to go to the hem of his skirt and lift it a bit. “Like what you see?” He asked, turning to the side and lifting the material above his ass. “No panties either, just for you.”
“Good.” Your hands grabbed Asmodeus’ ass, causing him to moan quietly into your mouth as you kissed him. “I get why they chose you for the team slut: your ass is soft and so are your lips.”
Asmodeus giggled again, kissing back and letting his hand roam to your arm. He pulled one of your hands off his ass and moved it to under the front of his skirt. “Oh~” His tongue fell from between his lips as your hand started stroking his cock, spreading his pre-cum along his cock rather than letting it gather any more on his skirt.
You groaned when you felt Asmodeus’ hands go to your pants and fumble to take out your cock. “Kiss me more,” he mumbled. You happily kissed him, allowing his tongue into your mouth to sloppily suck on and exchange spit.
“Your cock’s already so hard,” you teased. Your kisses started down his neck. “Someone else touch you before you got here?”
Asmodeus shook his head then whined when he felt you start to nip at his skin. “Mm, careful. But, no, I touched myself in the bathroom after you told me you wanted to see me in the locker room. Just the thought made me leak.” He told you.
You chuckled, kissing his shoulder one last time and taking your hand from under his skirt. “In that case, why don’t you go ahead and get on your knees for me.”
Without missing a breath, Asmodeus got on his knees, hand still stroking your cock. You put your hand under his chin to make him look at you. Your thumb went to his lips, toying with them and shoving past so he could suck it.
“Good boy, that’s it.” You heard him whine, seeing him shift on his knees. You took your thumb from his mouth and replaced it with two fingers, shoving them to the back of his throat to make him gag. “Can I face fuck you?”
Asmodeus nodded quickly before you could finish your sentence. His other hand took hold of your wrist and he bobbed his head on your fingers to match the strokes he was giving your cock. You groaned, head falling back only to look down at Asmodeus again and pull your fingers from his mouth. “Suck. C’mon, sissy boy.”
He looked up at you through his lashes as he wrapped his lips around your tip, taking more into his mouth. Asmodeus hollowed his cheeks and gagged when he got to your base. He maintained eye contact while doing this.
Asmodeus guided your hands to the side of his head so you wouldn’t mess up his hair, his hands going to the sides of your thighs to brace himself.
Moaning loudly, you held his head in place as your hips thrusted quickly. The noises of Asmodeus struggling only added to your erection; he whined, choked, gurgled, panted through his nose, everything.
You let his face go, watching as he pulled off to catch his breath. Asmodeus’ hand went to your spit cover cock to stroke it as he coughed then looked at you. “That felt r-really good.”
“Good,” you mumbled. “Don’t wipe your face yet. I’m not done with your mouth and I wanna see how messy I made you once I’m done. Got that?”
“Yes, master.” He purred as he went back to sucking your cock, moaning and taking as much as he could. He whined when you didn’t grab his face and fuck it again, so he took your hands and played with them a bit before putting them in the same spot as before.
You frowned a fake frown. “What, Asmo? The little slut wanna tell me something?”
Asmodeus let your tip rest on his tongue. “Fuck my mouth.” He mumbled before adding, “please?”
“Alright. Next time I expect you to out more effort into begging though.” You grunted while you put your hands on the sides of his head and slid your cock to the back of his throat. You heard Asmodeus choke as you held his head down.
You bucked your hips shallowly, making tears form in Asmodeus’ eyes as he struggled to breath. You pulled him off by his hair, making him whine. “You messed up my hair,” he cried.
You grabbed his hair again and stuffed your cock down his throat again. “You’ll have time to fix it before the game, calm down.” The fistful of hair you were tugging was enough to make Asmodeus’ cock twitch under his skirt.
Asmodeus attempted to pull off your cock but you started thrusting your hips again, making him give up and take the face fucking. Slobber was dripping down his neck and chest, some even falling onto the locker room floor. It was so sloppy and dirty, things Asmodeus wasn’t used to but, fuck, did he love it.
“I’m gonna cum, goddamn. Oh, f-fuck,” you moaned. You yanked Asmodeus’ hair, making him yelp around your cock as you filled his mouth with your seed. As he backed off your cock, you told him, “don’t swallow.”
He cocked his head slightly like a confused puppy before sticking out his chest and seductively letting your cum drip from his lips. Asmodeus’ finger ran up his chest, brushing his nipple and gathering your cum. He sucked his finger clean with a moan. “That it? Or are you gonna fuck me like a man?”
You said nothing before lifting him off the ground and putting him on the bench next to his purse and top. “Oh my~” Asmodeus watched as you took his skirt off to add to the pile then folded his knees to his chest. You told him to hold them there, your cum that was on his chest spreading to the tops of his thighs.
You got on your knees, your thumbs going to spread his hole. Asmodeus whimpered quietly and clenched from the feeling. He moaned loudly as he felt your tongue start to rim him. “Master, please, your tongue!”
Asmodeus still held his legs up for you but spread them so he could see you eating his ass. He let go of one of his legs, grabbing your hair and making you shove your tongue inside him. He cried out. “Yeah, just like that~ Fuck, you’re one of the only ones on the team who know how to use their tongue.”
You looked up at him before your eyes fluttered shut and you focused on his hole. You prodded it with your tongue, leaving a kiss before repeating the process. The loud whines, moans, and whimpers that were leaving Asmodeus told you to keep going.
You moaned quietly, enjoying the moment before standing up and putting one of your fingers into Asmodeus’ ass. He hummed and wrapped his arms around you, kissing you sloppily and whimpering your name into your mouth. You thrusted your finger, pulling upwards on his hole and making him whine.
Asmodeus bit his lip, looking up at you with a flushed face. “Add a second.”
You did as he asked, your mouth watering when he grabbed your shoulders and dug his nails into it. If you still didn’t have your shirt on, he probably would’ve pierced the skin. “It feels so good, oh, fuck,” he sobbed. “Please, hurry, I need your cock.”
“So impatient,” you tutted. You thrusted and curled your fingers, hearing Asmodeus begin to struggle to contain himself. “I bet this feels better than when you fuck yourself.”
He nodded. “So much better.” Asmodeus groaned and tossed his head back. “Put it in me, please hurry and fuck me!”
You took your fingers from his ass and stood him up, telling him to take hold of the bench to stabilize himself. Asmodeus put his hands flat on the bench and hiked a leg up on it as well, glancing back at you. “Like the view,” he giggled.
“Absolutely.” You smacked his ass and pushed your tip against his hole. The both of you were moaning as you pushed in, your head falling back while Asmodeus squeezed his eyes shut.
He hung his head. “Oh, God,” he mumbled. He cried out as you grabbed his hair again, pulling him back on your cock. Your hand went to his throat when his back was pressed against your chest.
Asmodeus craned his neck to kiss you, girly moans leaking out between each kiss.
“Stupid slut, all you know is to take cock and get used, don’t you? I wonder how many guys you’ve fucked just this week.”
You felt Asmodeus clench around you, making your breath hitch before chuckling. “You like being degraded, don’t you? Being called what you are: a brainless free-use whore?” You grunted and moved quicker, putting your mouth next to Asmodeus’ ear. He let out a gurgled, “master,” as your hand squeezed his neck harder. “You get off when you’re alone thinking about your day, don’t you? What’s it like? Walk into RAD and the first thing you do is go to the bathrooms to see if anyone’ll use you a like a fucking glory hole?”
“Oh, please master. Keep talking like that you’re making me so horny~”
You shoved his face down, still having a hold of his hair, and put your other hand on his hip. You started thrusting quickly, only focusing on the way his ass took your cock so well.
“Daddy,” Asmodeus mewled out quietly. “I’m gonna cum soon if you keep up.”
You slowed your thrusts, rolling your hips and making him whine and push his ass back on you. “No, why’d you stop? Please, keep going, please. I’ll make you cum first! Promise; I always do,” Asmodeus cried.
“Good boy.” You continued your quicker pace, making Asmodeus continue to let out girly moans and loud whines and ashamed whimpers. Your groans only made him harder and harder, making it more difficult for him to focus on making you cum first.
As your thrusted slowed, you shoved Asmodeus around and adjusted him so his ass was in the air, his face was hanging off the side of the bench, and his knees were together and on the bench. “Perfect, just perfect,” you breathed. You picked up pace again.
Asmodeus was grabbing at the edge of the bench once again, nearly falling apart from the new angle. Your cock was brushing his prostate with every thrust. His ankles were between your legs, feet thrashing around between them only to rest on the back of your thighs to pull you closer.
“I’m gonna cum soon.” You warned him in a gravelly voice. “Give me your hands.”
He did as you asked, feeling your wrists put his hands on his ass cheeks. “Spread your stupid whore hole.” You said as you pulled out. Asmodeus’ hand travelled farther towards his hole and spread it the best he could.
Asmodeus whimpered at the pain of being stretched but soon moaned as he heard you jerking off to the sight before you. “Master, please, fill my boy pussy with your cum. I want it to leak out of my while I’m trying to cheer,” he rambled as he bit his lip, “I wanna cheer for you while your seed’s leaking from my hole and running down my leg.”
With a sharp, loud groan, you came into Asmodeus’ stretched ass, panting as you milked your cock to your best ability. “Holy fuck, Asmo.”
“I’m cumming!” He mewled loudly, the feeling of your cum dripping deep into his ass causing him to not be able to take anymore. His cum shot up his body, landing on top of your dried cum. “Oh, fuck.”
You watched as Asmodeus turned himself, flopping onto his side and panting like an animal. “I trust you’ll be back?”
“Yeah,” you told him with a smirk as you put your pants back on, “though, I may just have to steal for myself.”
Asmodeus giggled. “Stealing team property now, are we?”
Chuckling, you began to walk out of the locker room, opening the door at the same time one of your teammates walked through. “Oh, hey,” you spoke. “What’re you doing in here?”
“I could ask you the same thing, but I can see why.” Your teammate laughed. “Finally folded and used the slut, huh?”
“Yeah, I was just telling him I may have to steal him for myself.”
“I won’t snitch,” they smirked. “You better go though. Coach is looking for you.”
You nodded, turning back to wink at Asmodeus before walking out of the locker room.
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ah yes the fic that got flagged and made me start using ao3 more (thank you bc they appreciate my fics)
too fast for love | eddie munson
this may or may not have been an early birthday present for myself hehe :3 —eddie playlist here
pairing(s): ftm!bottom!eddie munson X amab!reader
warning(s): nsfw, masturbation, clit + hole + folds used for eddie’s genitalia, possible sub!eddie, fingering, mentions of cunnilingus, mentions of ass play, mentions of piv sex, squirting, rushed ending
EDDIE couldn’t stop thinking about you, you were always on his mind whether it be your smile or your voice or the thought of you fucking him. He was only able to get off while thinking of you too, you helping or watching him always made him writhe on his sheets. He needed you.
Mötley Crüe’s Too Fast for Love played in the background loud enough to cover Eddie’s sounds. He was stripped naked on his bed, hand between his thighs playing with himself. He was so wet and hot yet a chill ran down his spine as he imagined you talking him through his orgasm.
He bit his lip and whined quietly as he rubbed his clit. Even with rock and roll playing, he could still hear the squelching noises from between his legs. He wondered what you would say if you heard it.
“So wet for me already, Eddie?” or maybe, “That’s it, rub that pretty clit like I would.” Eddie felt himself grow wetter if it was even possible.
He’d taken off his clothes as soon as he’d gotten home from Hellfire and noticed a wet stain on his grey boxers just from seeing you during the campaign. He had to keep his legs crossed/together or else he feared you’d smell his lust; in the long run, the thought of you smelling him only turned him on more.
His fingers worked faster at his clit, rubbing quick and short circles that made his back arch. Eddie wanted to feel your skin against his, whether it be your lips, tongue, fingers, hands, nose, thighs, cock, he’d take anything.
Eddie’s thoughts drifted to your mouth on his folds: your lips kissing them, your tongue spreading his wetness and moving in and out of his hole slowly. It all made Eddie shudder and clench.
He felt his wetness drip out of him and run down onto his asshole. Eddie let out a lewd moan as he imagined you cleaning it up and saying, “I can’t wait to stuff your holes with my seed, boy.”
Eddie’s thighs flexed and his body shook. “Cumming,” he managed as he slowed the stimulation to his clit while his hole clenched around nothing.
His fingers stopped fully while he caught his breath. Eddie groaned as he finally moved from his spot on his back, only to readjust onto his knees with his face in the sheets and his ass in the air.
The AC was cold against his dripping hole and made him clench. Eddie reached beneath him and spread his folds as if you were there watching him.
He imagined your cock jumping at the sight, just waiting to be inside him and wrecking him. Eddie shifted his weight from knee to knee and arched his back, sliding two fingers into his hole.
Eddie’s eyes rolled back and he gasped at the sensation of being finally filled by something. He shoved his face into the sheets, fingering himself rather quickly. “Fuck, fuck,” he whined.
It didn’t take much for Eddie to get close again, his fingers leaving his hole and going back to his clit. He rubbed it slowly, running his teeth over his bottom lip as his eyes closed gingerly.
His thoughts went back to your cock, thinking of you up late at night jerking off to Playboy and cumming all over yourself. Eddie would clean you up, what did you taste like?
Eddie’s hands went back to his hole, fingering himself unrelentingly. His breaths were short and he felt like his brain was melting. Eddie shouted your name in a pleading tone as if you could hear him from your room across Hawkins.
He could feel his orgasm building up but something felt different this time, he knew what was happening.
Eddie rapidly bounced his hips against his hand in need. His free hand gripped his pillow as he thought about bouncing back on your dick. He clenched on his fingers and thought about you cumming inside of him and his hole milking as much of it from your dick as it could.
He cried out as he came and liquid gushed from his folds and all over his sheets. Eddie’s mouth hung open and a low groan escaped while his hole spasmed around his fingers.
He was a panting mess in his recovery from squirting. Eddie sat up on his knees, gazing down at the mess he’d made. He sighed. At least I was planning to do laundry today.
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rough ‘n raw | michael myers
the title says it all >:3 this turned out wayy shorter than i wanted but alas we pursue
pairing(s): halloween kills!michael myers X (implied long haired!) sub!reader
warning(s): nsfw, mix between rough & soft because hot, no genitals specified for the reader, daddy kink, power and size kink for Michael, hair pulling, choking, slapping, going from missionary(?) to doggy to mating press, breeding mentions, creampie, rushed ending
MICHAEL fucked you relentlessly with a hand on your throat, his other holding one of your legs in the air. He looked at you intensely behind his mask as he fucked you nearly dumb. His balls slapping against your ass the obscene squelching and skin-on-skin noises coming from his actions only aided to the heat of the moment turning the both of you on even more; not to mention the loud, obvious pants from Michael and moans, groans, and whines from you.
Your hands gripped Michael’s shoulders tightly, not sure where else to put them in the situation, as a sudden shock flooded your body from him slapping you. You moaned, a gurgle following it as he returned his burnt, three-digit hand to your neck. Michael grunted and dug his nails into the skin of your lower thigh.
“Daddy,” you choked out. You saw Michael’s face get closer to yours and lean to the side. You were quick to kiss the latex lips of his mask, it being surprisingly cold compared to the hot breath coming from between the lips and nostrils. “Turn me over, please? Please.”
In several swift movements, you had your face smashed into the pillows, your ass in the air, and Michael continuing his pace with the same force. With each thrust, you let out choppy, barely audible cries. Michael let out a strand of grunts before tangling a hand in your hair to jerk you backwards on his dick.
You were lifted off the pillows your hands instinctively went to to hold you up, your mouth falling agape in reaction to Michael shoving his cock deep inside your hole. You clenched around him. You could tell Michael was attempting to catch his breath; you felt the latex nose of his mask brush your shoulder blade before feeling the burnt material against the cheek that Michael had earlier slapped.
“I’m gonna breed you,” Michael growled. “Whether,” he thrusted between each of his words, “you want it, or not.”
You let out a defeated whimper at his words. You felt his injured hand slide down your sides, only to leave your body to hang at his side.
Michael readjusted himself on his knees before he plowed into you and groaned your name quietly. “Daddy, oh God,” you responded. The sound of your name falling from his lips was a rare but loved experience.
Whining, you looked over your shoulder, looking up prettily through your lashes at Michael; from the corner of your eye, you could see your ass and Michael’s hips moving quickly. You felt his grip tighten on your hair and felt his burned fingers touching your neck.
He turned your head to face forward, only to pull your head back with your hair and wrap his other hand around your neck again. You moaned quietly and looked at him, smiling since he was upside down from your view. Michael tilted his head slightly to the side then thrusted harder. Your eyes crossed and fluttered shut, making Michael smirk under his mask. “Pretty.”
Michael took his hands away from your hair and neck and put them on either side of your head once you’d compressed your arms under you, all the while pausing his hips. You’d buried your face in the pillows once again. Michael plunged his dick in and out of you, not bothering to start slow.
You whimpered into the fabric, your hand going to wrap around Michael’s finger. He watched your movements as he fucked you, his cock pulsing as he saw your hand compared to his; Michael was stronger than you, more powerful, he could do anything he wanted to you.
The feeling of his cock stretching and pulsing inside you was enough to make you climax. You panted and whined from sensitivity due to Michael not stopping. He wasn’t gonna stop until he came, something he always did when the two of you had sex.
Michael quickly pulled out of you and turned you onto your back before folding you practically in half in mating press, ensuring you the only reason you moved was because of his hips. He shoved his cock into with no hesitation.
“Michael,” you keened, “can you lift your mask, please? Please, daddy, I’ve been good for you. Don’t you wanna give me a kiss for being good?”
With a grunt, Michael lifted his mask enough for you to see from the tip of his nose down. He leaned down and pressed a forceful, heated kiss to your lips. You wrapped your arms around his neck and kissed back hungrily.
You swallowed Michael’s pants and groans as he continued the rough pace of his hips, he in return swallowing your whines and sobs. “Daddy, can I cum again? Please, please!”
“Mhm.”
You thanked Michael through your moans until you both came, not simultaneously but close in time. You panted under the older man and watched through heavy eyes as he pulled his mask back over his mouth.
The two of you watched as Michael removed his cock from your abused, opened hole. You bit your lip to hold a moan as your boyfriend’s seed started to drip onto the bed.
Michael took his non-injured hand and, without looking, wiped it onto his fingers, and plunged them into you. You cried out from surprise, overstimulation, and pleasure.
“Keep it.” He whispered violently before placing a makeshift kiss against your lips with his mask.
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this one will forever be one of the best things ive ever written
send that to your girlfriend | chris redfield
definitely don’t do this irl but i’m not your dad so; can be read as any chris, i just rlly like old man redfield <3
pairing(s): sneaky link!re8!chris redfield X bi!reader
warning(s): nsfw, reader has a bit of oral fixation, oral sex (m!receiving) or cockwarming whichever you wanna call it, cheating while texting your pretend girlfriend, slight face fucking, major facial, mentions of taking a picture of you, soft ending?
CHRIS had been to your apartment more over the past two weeks than he’d ever been due to your girlfriend being on vacation with her family. Usually, you two only met when your girlfriend was out with her friends or co-workers on the weekends since you nor he could take off during the weekdays. You hadn’t linked with Chris in a while so you were desperate for his touch once your girlfriend left town.
i miss you so much, the text from your girlfriend read.
You lazily held your phone in your left hand. Your arm was casually tossed over Chris’s lower stomach, extended fully. Your right hand, in contrast, was busy holding the base of Chris’s cock while your mouth sluggishly worked him towards his orgasm. Neither of you were in a rush to get the round over with—hence your slow movements and Chris watching a movie he’d found on TV. It was a Friday night, you both had nowhere to be the next day.
You felt your phone buzz again with the 2-minute reminder notification that you had gotten a text message. You didn’t pause your movements when you saw who had texted you, only taking your hand from Chris’ cock to unlock your phone and text her back.
Chris moved his hand from your ass to your side. “That your little girlfriend?” He asked rhetorically with a tease in his voice. He was the one who told you to lay the way you were so he could see what you were doing on your phone.
i miss you too babe, i can’t wait to see you again next week, you texted back quickly before going back to ignoring your phone. “Mhm,” you answered Chris. You hastily returned your hand to the same spot on his cock, removing your mouth to slap his tip on your tongue.
“Just like that, baby,” he groaned. “Keep working that mouth on my dick.”
You gingerly kissed his tip then took it into your mouth. Lewdly, you sucked it, slobber dripping down your cheek and onto Chris’s happy trail. He let out a satisfied sigh. He loved having you suck his cock, it was an experience like no other.
Chris’s hand massaged your ass cheek while he looked down at your head moving. He swatted it gently and moaned when he felt you deepthroat him. You held your head still for a second before lifting it and sloppily sucking his tip again, your hand working at the base of his dick.
Wet noises filled the room as you received another text from your girlfriend: what’re you up to rn? can you ft?
You continued sucking on Chris’s cock, teasingly slobbering on his tip then backing your head away with a strand of saliva and his pre-cum connecting to your tongue. “Already close, big boy,” you mocked.
Chris smirked and snickered. “Not just yet.” He grabbed you by the hair and fucked the inside of your cheek. Your eyes rolled back, tongue trailing along the underside of his shaft as you locked your jaw open so your teeth wouldn’t graze him.
You gave indistinct moans while Chris bit his lip to stifle his grunts. He pulled your hair, causing you to let out a surprised moan, and kissed you. Your hand jerked him off as your tongues intertwined.
“Mmnm,” you managed. “I love your dick so much.”
Chris chuckled into the kiss. “It loves you too, pretty thing.”
You broke the kiss and removed your hand from his cock completely, your tongue teasing his ballsack. “Fuck,” you heard Chris grunt. You gently sucked on his balls, moving back to sucking his cock.
You bobbed your head at an even pace, the sound of foul slurping making you and Chris both more turned on. You moaned around his dick then pulled off.
helloooo? you left me on read everything okay??, read the first message. The second: you’re probably busy dw about ft
“Fuck’s sake,” you whispered. You hurriedly texted her back about some made up chore you were in the middle of, doing your best to sound genuinely sorry about leaving her on read.
As you sent the message, Chris reached down and locked your phone. “Now, back to me.”
You put your phone down on the sheets, deciding to pay more attention to Chris. The both of you changed positions; you laid between his thighs with your feet in the air, him propping his head up with pillows and spreading his legs wider.
You made eye contact with him as you took hold of his cock at the base and wrapped your lips around the tip. “Mm~” You sucked his tip, taking in the taste of his pre-cum before moving your mouth further down his shaft.
“Fuck, keep looking at me,” Chris encouraged, “that’s so fuckin’ sexy.”
You did as he said, letting his cock rest on your tongue before slapping it against it once again. You broke eye contact when you deepthroated him. His cock twitched in your mouth. You slipped your tongue out of your mouth and teased his base, making him moan.
You bobbed your head, taking in less of his cock each time before letting it fall against his stomach. Pre-cum leaked from his slit onto his skin. Chris watched in silence as you picked his cock back up and pressed kisses to the underside of his shaft. “I don’t like the fact you’re good at this.”
You only smiled in response before flicking your tongue at the base, underside of his tip. You felt his body lock up, his thighs and stomach flexing and his hands flying the the headboard.
“Don’t s-start with that,” he let out a breathy chuckle, “or else I’m gonna be getting payback tonight.”
You were going to shoot back a witty answer but saw your phone light up from the corner of your eye. You still held Chris’s cock as you picked it up, reading your girlfriend’s update on what she was doing before tossing it back down.
“If you pick up that phone again, I’m making you send a picture of you sucking my dick from multiple angles to her,” Chris threatened.
You rolled your eyes. “Oh, relax, you big brute.” You kissed the spot you had been licking to tease Chris. “She’s going to dinner anyway.”
With that, you took his cock into your mouth and quickly bobbed your head. You heard Chris groan as you turned your head to the side and pushed his tip into your cheek. You pulled all but the tip from your mouth before deepthroating him, wasting no time to start bobbing your head again.
“Shit, I’m gonna cum. Don’t stop, baby.”
You continued your fast paced motions, hearing Chris grow more desperate in his moans. You felt his hand pull you back as he shot his seed all over your face. You held your mouth open with your tongue out as he did, feeling only a bit actually land in your mouth.
You moaned quietly as you swallowed what was on your tongue. You sucked on his tip gently, milking what was left from his cock before pressing a kiss to his tip. Chris panted, smirking when he actually saw your face covered in cum. “How about we send that to your girlfriend,” he chuckled.
You smiled at his teasing and watched his fingers move to your face, sucking on them desperately in order to clean them. He moved his hands to your shoulders, pulling you towards his upper body.
“C’mere,” he whispered. You crawled up his body and received gentle, loving kisses on your spit and cum-covered lips.
You tucked your arms under Chris’s torso in an attempt to hug him. He laughed quietly and put a hand on the back of your head to encourage it to lay on his shoulder. “I should probably text her back,” you said.
“Just say you got wrapped up in whatever you were doing.” Chris stated as he closed his eyes, putting one arm around you and tucking the other under his head. “She’ll understand.”
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yall im so sorry for some reason im getting like slammed with work and apparently its not gonna get any better these next few weeks/probably month(s) 😭
im gonna do my best to get something out just for my own sanity, idc if people like it or if it gets traction im writing stuff for me atp ngl 💀
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SO WHEN MY ACCOUNTS DORMANT PEOPLE DONT CARE BUT WHEN I START POSTING AGAIN I LOSE FOLLOWERS 😭😭 man fuck them they ain’t real like the rest of yall 🫶🏻
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happy 1 year to this fic!!
patrol visits | dick grayson
dick grayson brainrot time ! i did my best writing for him bc ive never written for him before soo :3
pairing(s): gotham knights!bottom!dick grayson X m!top!reader
warning(s): nsfw, can be read as any dick/nightwing but was written w GK in mind, no established relationship mentioned, blowjob, face fucking, face sitting, anal sex, doggy style, missionary, double orgasm for reader, Dick is really horny and probs ooc tbh
DICK slowly and quietly climbed through the window of your bedroom. It was late, but he knew you always kept your window unlocked for him.
He couldn’t use the front door in his Nightwing costume and knew you wouldn’t come to the door since you were already asleep, so it was his only option. Plus, getting in via the window was way cooler… and he may or may not have left his keys to your place at the belfry.
He always came to your place on Friday nights, the time he stayed depending on how active the criminals were. Tonight, thankfully, he only needed to interfere with a bank robbery; Red Hood, Batgirl, and Robin were able to handle the rest of the (premeditated) crimes. They all knew he went somewhere every Friday, but hadn’t figured out why.
The hero saw your sleeping figure before shutting the window. You groaned and turned on your back in your sleep, the groan making Dick’s cock pulse and his hole clench. He quickly began to undress.
read more on ao3…
more dcu works.
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YAY GUYS IM BACK (not for good but hey this is better than nothing) anywho—new work on AO3: (daddy) chris redfield X gn!reader
Monday Night Dinner Date | Chris Redfield
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okay if i can man up and ask my boyfriend to proof read this work (its sfw sorry guys) then i’ll get it published by next weekend ITS OVER 1K WORDS THO THIS IS A MILESTONE FOR ME RN!!
shameless plug: follow my other account @meatmutt-sfw even tho i often repost stuff here
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got the inspiration to write something for miguel o’hara but not apparently not enough to actually write it 😿
gotta love it (also hello long time no see 😅)
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umm hey guys i started something (that was sfw AND nsfw) then stopped then christmas got here and now new years & my bf’s birthday and then i go back to my classes
IM TRYING I PROMISE
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new work on AO3 for a new character ^_^ soap X gn!reader
Always In My Heart | John ‘Soap’ Mactavish
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new work posted on AO3! eddie munson X gn!reader
Would You Survive? | Eddie Munson
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