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tojisun · 1 month

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so obsessed with the “my cock is big so it wont fit” / “try me” relationship dynamic ughhhh thinking about this with simon and reader, and how reader’s desperation made them spiral, makes me so giggly

thinking about the way you finger yourself everyday to stretch yourself out for simon; preparing yourself for him. practicing for him.

it becomes a routine; it was mundane, almost, but every time the thought that you’re doing this for simon slithers its way back to the forefront of your mind, you lose yourself—doused in the tendrils of your desire, so powerful it has you clenching on your own fingers.

they never hit deeper, never stretch you out wider, but they scratch the itch to be stuffed and manage to satiate you long enough for the next day to roll by.

it’s a lot worse when you meet up with simon because your core throbs with need, leaving you crossing your legs to give yourself that muted relief. but it’s never enough, is it?

simon’s right there, voice thick like molten lava, viscous as it washes over you. “are you alright, love?”

and you lie, gritting your teeth and clenching your fists tightly, telling him that of course you’re fine. because what else can you say? “i dream of your cock so much that i fuck myself everyday as prep”?

if you do say that, simon won’t ever let you live it down. so you stay quiet, crossing-and-uncrossing your legs at every of his deep laugh or gentle crooning, trying your best to ignore the way his palm squeezes the muscle of your thigh. you wonder if he’s doing this on purpose by now because there’s no way simon actually does naturally talk like this—

it’s all teases and taunts as a whirlpool of petnames dribble from his quirked-up lips. he calls you, baby and darling. he calls you sweetheart and lovie. but then he also calls you pup, doll, pet—anything that makes you gasp, and quiet puffs of breaths wheeze out of your trachea in your own stupor.

“you seem distracted,” he murmurs, his voice a worried croon.

“uh-huh,” you say, not really listening, because simon’s hand is climbing up higher and higher on your thigh.

simon notices your stare, because of course he does, then does…

nothing.

he drops you off to your place that night, and leaves a kiss on your forehead before driving off. you watch from your living room window as he disappears from your line of sight before clambering towards your room, tearing your pants off your body and chucking your little slip of underwear behind you as you do so.

you sink into your plush mattress, knees braced by your softer pillows, before reaching behind you to plunge yourself with your fingers. two of them slide in easily, and you crook them just right until you’re mewling. moaning. crying.

simonsimonsimon—

your orgasm is a sharp rip of euphoric release. but the tidal wave of your ecstasy wafts off into its remnants just as quick because this, fucking yourself, isn’t the fix you want. it isn’t the fix you need.

(that said, making simon buckle was a lot easier said than done.)

you parted your legs yourself, planting your hands on the underside of your thighs to pull them open for simon. simon laughs when he saw this, his pale cheeks so flushed with his own desire.

“hurry,” you whine, all choked-up with your desperation, and simon only croons a warning.

“we need ta’prepare you, pup. i’m too big f’r you.”

his acknowledgment makes you leak, your wanton thoughts turning into slick that gushes out of you. simon laughs, so utterly endeared.

“i prepared myself, si! please put it in!”

simon sighs, crossing his arms over his chest. “i thought you wanted my cock?”

he waits for you to nod. you do so, careful, as your wet eyes look up at him.

“hmm. so listen to daddy, yeah?”

“okay,” you mumble, too overwhelmed to fight back.

simon smiles, murmurs his praises, and then he’s bringing his head between your legs. you squeak, surprise dotting your vision. you expected simon to prepare you, yes, but you expected his fingers—long, rough, thick—and not his tongue—

“siii-monnnn,” you keen, legs buckling from your hold until they tumble to his back, your strength getting zapped out of you at every lap of simon’s tongue.

it’s so good! so, so good!

simon takes over, hooking your legs over his shoulders himself as he burrowed deeper, nose grinding against the sensitive underside of your sex. his tongue pushes against your walls, sliding between them, and then simon sucks.

fuck! fuck—

sorta pt 02

#simon ghost riley x reader #simon riley smut #simon ghost riley #simon riley x reader #suns #q #giggling omg this is.. filthy #(writing is just as sloppy as reader’s hole—)

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simonrillleyyysss · 6 months

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showertime with simon always goes one of two ways

his hands digging into the tense muscle of your shoulders, water pouring down from the showerhead onto the pair of you, body lathered in soap as you rinsed the loofah, rubbing it over your skin carefully.

‘gonna let me wash yr’ hair?’

a gruff accent interrupted, fingers gently tracing down your spine, kneading the plush skin of your hips; lifting a bottle of shampoo and squirting it onto his hand, combing it through your scalp, resting your head on his chest.

‘good with your hands, simon.’

you giggled softly, head cocking upwards to kiss his jaw as his fingers caresses your soapy hair lovingly, nails digging into the surface of your head, lathering your hair in shampoo.

‘you know it.’

water poured down onto your back as you were hunched over, the males thick cock splitting you open—-his arms outstretched as his hands pressed against the foggy glass of the shower, your mouth agape and eyes fluttering back.

‘fuck, feel s’good baby..’

‘si-si-onnghhhh!’

you babbled out with a gasped moan, tits bouncing with each rough thrust into your slick cunny, his thick fingers moving down to quickly rub at your clit, your eyes slamming shut as your back arched, rutting back into him.

‘ohhh,,fuckkk..that’s it, pretty baby.’

ghosts hand moved from the wall to your lower back, holding you just above your ass, yanking you back onto his length with a continuous, relentless pace.

‘gonna cum—pleasepleaseplease let me c—um!’

you begged, tears welling in your eyes—water dripping down your forehead, thick lashes pressed shut.

‘cum f’r me, sugar.’

with a low growl, he quickly swiped at your clit; watching your hips spasm and legs tremble, squirting along the tile wall of the shower, chest rising and falling with quick breaths, pressing his lips against your neck, quickly pulling out to spurt his cum along the showerfloor.

‘round three?’

#ghost x reader #ghost smut #dilf ghost #simon ghost riley headcanons #simon ghost riley smut #simon riley smut #simon ghost x reader #simon riley x you #simon riley x reader #simon ghost riley x reader #domestic ghost #simon riley ghost #ghosts smut #ghost imagine #ghost x you #simon ghost riley #ghost is babygirl

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chrollohearttags · 7 months

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“Good girl…now just breathe.” The sweet, gentle words seeped from between his lips as they hovered only an inch from your own. A comforting hand cradling the right side of your face…holding it steady and to ensure that those gorgeous brown eyes were fixated solely on him. “You can handle it, c’mon..take this dick f’r me.” Although they were welling with tears, he could see pure ecstasy and bliss inside..just waiting to disperse. Truthfully, it was his fault for baiting you along this far. Knowing that you didn’t possess the stamina or restraint to hold back on your orgasms. Nor could you take such rough sex..a hand around your throat, being slapped intermittently and even a finger or two into your jaws. Not to mention being tousled around on his dick as he impaled you to the base. As sexy as it was, you had a tendency to climax quickly..that much apparent by the way that tight little cunt was pulsating around his shaft. Oh, how it felt so good..so warm and silky. He wanted to stay in it forever and perhaps, you wouldn’t have minded it much either. That was if you didn’t feel as if you were about to tap out! “P-please, daddy..can’t take anymore.” Uttering with a somewhat violent tremble. However, he knew better than that. You were just a little sensitive at the moment. That little pussy completely red on the inside from the brutal pounding it had just endured and leaking with arousal. That thick cock stretching you open with each passing second; taking him far past the halfway point and even to the hilt with those balls slapping against your ass. It had created quite the mess..a mixture of your cum staining the sheets and your skin as he pinned you down in a mating press. Ensuring that you had nowhere to run and he could see that pretty face while he was deep in it. Even so, he had to put your needs first..ensure that his baby wasn’t in any pain. No matter how many times you had shouted for him to fuck you harder or to pound your pussy, you couldn’t handle what he had in store. So with a mustered chuckle, he’d halt in his tracks..leaning up and hovering above you by just an inch or two, he’d give you one last gentle stroke across the cheek before clasping your fingers together instead. With hands intertwined and him lying on your side, he’d give you a reassuring kiss to the temple and a hand on your stomach before proceeding to slide back in.

“Don’t worry, baby. Relax…we can take it slow. We can take all the time you need. I don’t want to rush this anyways..wanna spend all night fucking you.”

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gojo, eren, reiner, jean, nanami, ace, sanji, chrollo, sukuna, levi, erwin, draken, ony, aran + anyone else you can think of bc my mind is drawing a blank

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stargirlrchive · 6 months

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simon riley x female reader

cw: throat training, oral (m), finger sucking, facial, d/s dynamic, cum eating, breath-play, (slight) dacryphilia, praise, hair pulling ; pet names used : good girl, baby, sweet girl

NSFT ✩ MINORS DNI

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“gonna be a good girl f’r me?”

you nodded as you looked up at simon. tongue sticking out as he pushed the pad of his thumb into your mouth.

your eyes glossed over as he pushed down on the muscle. your mouth watering as you tried to swirl your tongue.

“gonna start you off slow, yeah? train that pretty little throat of yours to take all of me.”

you hummed softly against his thumb, his eyes glued to your lips before he replaced the digit with two other ones. they were thick and long, his middle finger knocking against the back of your throat as your mouth opened wide to take them.

there was a soft gag that fell from your mouth and simon’s smile turned feral.

“poor baby. can’t even take my fingers and you think you can take my cock?”

you released a breath from your nose, trying to ease your self into relaxing your throat as you swirled your tongue against his fingers.

simon began thrusting his long digits into your mouth, one hands threaded through your hair to keep you still. purposely pressing his fingers all the way inside and forcing you to get used to the feeling.

he only seemed to be satisfied when you finally met his movements without gagging, “good girl.”

his fingers left your mouth shortly after, covered in your spit. smearing it against yours swollen lips before he began unbuckling his belt.

your mouth watered in anticipation, you had felt how thick and long he was when kissing sessions grew too hot. but you had never actually seen it.

a shiver ran down your spine and you had to refrain from whimpering as your clit began to throb.

you shouldn’t have been surprised that even his cock was pretty. long and thick, the tip a darker shade of pink and leaking pre-cum. god, you wanted to taste him already.

his hips rocked forward, smearing his pre across your lips. the second you got a taste of him you whined softly. his hips pulling back as your mouth chased after him.

“patience, sweet girl.” your tongue swiped out to clean his cum off your lips but you listened. looking up at him with soft desperation.

“tongue out.”

your mouth opened and tongue rolled out obediently, inching closer to him as he grasped at the base of his cock. tapping the tip against your warm tongue.

you stayed as still as possible despite wanting to just wrap your lips around him and take him as deep as you could.

his fingers once again tangled into your hair and you took that as your sign. lips wrapping around the tip to suck.

a small moan fell from your mouth when he tugged on your hair as you tried to take more. “you’re being greedy. go slow.”

you ran your own tongue against the underside of his cock. sucking and lapping at the tip and the few inches of his cock that he let you take.

he slowly eased you into a rhythm that worked for the both of you. only half of his cock into your mouth and you were already a mess.

drool creating a ring on the base of his shaft as your lips stretched wide to accommodate him.

each moan and grunt falling from simon’s mouth had your cunt aching. “take a little more, baby.”

you could feel the tip pressing against the back of your throat and a soft whine would’ve fallen from your mouth if it wasn’t so full.

he could feel the way your throat contracted against him and he groaned out lowly. thrusting slowly to get you to take him deeper.

your eyes were red-rimmed and glossy, and few tears falling from your eyes as you looked up at him and simon felt the tightening of his balls. heavy and filled with cum that he wanted to paint your face with.

“that’s it, fuck. doin’ so good, baby.”

your lashes fluttered at the praise and simon’s fingers tightened in your hair. your breathing was heavy and labored as you inhaled through your nose.

feeling slightly dizzy from the lack of air your eyes rolled back and it was only then that simon tugged you off his cock.

a string of spit connecting from your lips to his tip and your chest rose and fell rapidly. desperately trying to fill yours lungs with oxygen.

simon’s hand wrapped around the base of his length. using your spit to aid his movements as he jerked his hand up and down roughly.

your tongue stuck out for him and his thick cum coated your face. some landing on your tongue and you swallowed it eagerly.

“fuck!”

simon thought you had never looked prettier as you stared up him. a gentle smile on your face and his cum coated on your soft skin.

“how’re you feeling’, love?”

“good, really good.”

the strain in your voice had his cock stirring to life once more, smiling down you as used your fingers to clean his cum off your face before stuffing your mouth with your own fingers.

#simon riley #simon riley x reader #simon riley x reader smut #simon riley x female reader #simon riley smut #cod #call of duty #cod smut #call of duty smut

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vkiflo · 4 months

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Gojo fucking you until your cry.. hmm

warnings: dumbification, mean gojo, grinding, overstimulation, belly bulge if you squint, fem reader, minors dni

Your boyfriend is a liar.. you let out a shaky breath, as Gojo finally slowed his ruthless pace. He had been fucking into you for hours now, hours of him begging for you to let him stay perched inside you one more time. You’re sitting on his lap as his grip on your thighs were almost bruising tight. “Toru- too rough.. I can’t- ugh-“

“I know baby, I know its a lot- but fuck. one more time? i promise this is the last.” It was too much. He wasn’t going to stop until you passed out. But fuck- he’s grinding your clit against his hot skin- it hurts but oh it feels so good. It feels so good you’re crying. “so cute ugh crying all over my dick-“

you’re so overstimulated. Gojo was in awe.. his cute girlfriend was sitting all perfect in his lap crying because of him.. He almost felt bad for his heated reaction. “Toru..” you pleaded.

“‘m sorry, here i have an idea-“ Before you could ask what, he’s holding you still while he scoots back on the bed so he can lay down. He keeps you sat on his lap and he taps your thigh to signal to start riding. But you’re so far gone that you stare at his captivating eyes, losing yourself in them. Gojo smirks at you and how your little brain cant seem to focus or think straight when he’s this far inside you. But he thrusts into you- and you choke on a moan and let a tear slip.

“come on princess, don’t make me beg.” You swallow a sob before nodding. You shakily slide your hips up his dick before dropping back on his lap. There was not enough energy left in you to slowly go down on him.

“ah ah ah- lift your shirt f’r me. let me see those pretty tits.” Gojo grabs the shirt thats almost damp and pulls it between your lips so your chest is on full display for him.

“fhuck- is my pretty girl feeling good?” You cry and nod. Gojo closes his eyes and his breath becomes ragged. He leans back when he feels you grind and bounce against him. soft grunts escape him involuntarily. He opens one eye to look up at you and your face says it all. Your mouth is open with drool sliding down your chip, tears wetting your flushed face. Your eyelashes wet and pretty. Your lips are red and swollen from the heated makeout sessions. He lets out a low whistle at the sight and reaches one hand for your chest.

His curious fingers swiped back and forth over your nipple until he felt it harden. You quickly gripped his wrist, looking down at his with your pretty glossy eyes and quivering reddened lips. A silent plea to stop overstimulating you.

You’re going too slow. you knew that- but you have no energy to do otherwise.. And he’s getting impatient now. Gripping your waist with a bruising grip before thrusting inside you. he’s hitting spots inside you that you could never hit yourself. It’s too much- You grip his wrists to pull him off you but your boyfriend isn’t weak. His grip is too strong for your shaky fingers to pull off. Little do you know this only turned him on further.

You’re forced to sit back and take it. He’s so rough with it- but if feels so good. You want to cry. Beg for him to slow down. But he wouldn’t be your boyfriend if he didn’t know you to know you’d only beg for his dick to plunge deeper inside you. You’re clenching your teeth and your eyes are rolling back. The wet drag against your walls felt so good you were getting dizzy- his dick brushing and rubbing against all your right spots with skilled precision.

“Right there huh? Feel that baby? ‘s feel good?” He thrusted his hips so perfectly- Every thrust inside you was winding your walls tighter and tighter. You almost didn’t realize he stopped before he tapped your cheek to snap you out of it.

“You’re going to pass out if you don’t breathe, sweet girl.” And you don’t even notice until your vision is swaying and getting lightheaded. You grind your hips and lick down his neck, sucking a spot until its turning different colors.

“‘m fine..” you try to raise your hips but you cant because he’s holding you still on his lap.

“No you’re not. Im not going to fuck you to death baby, breathe for me, okay?” you nod and he’s rubbing your back until you can breathe again. “Deep breaths. just relax for me, sweetheart.”

You signal to him that you’re okay and he leans down to press kisses on your forehead, temple, nose, cheek, and finally your lips. His sweet affection contradicts from how he immediately picks back up on his ruthless pace. “shit.. so fucking pretty baby.”

He thought about sliding his fingers inside for a sweet taste.. thinking of drinking all the sweet mixture leaking out your wet cunt.

He hold you still- working his cock in and out of you. “Come on angel- cum f’r me.. can you do that?” Gojo felt you getting tighter and tighter against him it almost hurt. His pace got impossibly faster and he stuck his tongue inside your mouth for a deep sloppy kiss. Grunts and moans filled the room as you gushed around his thick cock.

You pull away from the kiss with a pop- tears drowning your face like you’re scared to cum on him. “Toru- I-“ His dick was drilling inside you, bulging in your stomach as you reached your limit.

Gojo fucked you oh so slowly through your high, hips moving slowly inside of you before he too, was pumping his seed inside.

A string of ‘i love you’s’ left his lips as he came inside. he dropped his head to your shoulder as he grinding his hips against your pussy, riding out any pleasure he could get. You were twitching and mewling- but he couldn’t stop. You were so sensitive you thought your pussy was going to stop working.

“did so good for me,” Gojo praised kissing up your neck and jaw. His soft hands caressing your back and ass as you were almost losing yourself- wanting to fall asleep right there. But your sweet boyfriend is a liar. He said one last time- so why’s he moving positions- why’s he sliding out and moving his head down to between your legs..

He’s hooking his arms around your thighs with a grip you’ll never pry away from. “Gotta make it up to my sweet princess.”

#gojo satoru #gojo x reader #gojo x reader smut #x reader #satorugojo #self insert #gojou satoru x reader #satoru x reader #gojo fluff

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nysrage · 9 months

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Morning Wood, Aran Ojiro.

aran is always most infatuated with your body in the morning, what more could he honestly say..?

aran would never admit it, but he was quite needy for you in the morning. always finding himself stirring out of his sleep, those deep grey eyes fluttering open to your thick curvy body. wearing nothing but one of his tees that showed off the silhouette your beautiful body, dips on curves carved into the fabric, perky brown nipples contrasting behind the white, and full round ass on display. pressed so close against aran while he slept that he couldn’t help but wake up to his raging wood.

he backed away palming himself, trying to grasp at the bit of self control he has left but you nestle your back side right into him again. that sense a warmth lost once you felt the slightest breeze in your sleep. “stop moving pa..” morning voice so sweet and light, sending a rush of arousal through his body, he couldn’t hold out anymore, pulling you closer and grinding himself against the soft brown flesh of your ass. mumbling a soft ‘fuck’ to himself at how warm it was against him. his hands roaming every inch of your body as your softly cooed in your sleep, this big strong hands traveling from your ass, to your breast, and finally your clothed pussy. a heated radiated from you body, letting aran know you felt his every touch. he gently ran his fingers over your clothed folds, before circling your throbbing clit, making you stir. eyebrows pinching together as you slowly awaken, soft moans leaving your lips once he pulled your panties aside.

sucking and kissing at your neck, still filled with your flirtatious perfume. finger’s continuing to massage and pinch at your clit, granting him a few gasps and whines from you. whispering to you while he continued to suck hickies into your skin, voice sending shivers down your spine. “take all dis off, wanna see you..” and you did just that, aiding him in removing every piece of the clothing, naked brown skin in full view for him to see. “you so beautiful..” reaching down and teasing two fingers at your leaking pussy, covering his fingers in your slick while his thumbs pressed against your clit. “arannn, stop teasinggg.” you whined, leg opening to give him more access. aran smirked against your skin. placing a wet kiss behind your ear. “let me get it from the side baby.”

“ohh my godd, daddyy fuckkk!” you moaned into aran’s mouth as he sloppily kissed you, digging you out from the side. arousal pooling out on his dick as he fucked you deep, strong hand hooked beneath your knee to keep you spread the way he loved. “i know baby, love she keep talkin t’me.” sounds of your squelching pussy and sloppy kissing echoing out in the room.

“so fucking good mama, you takin’ me so well..” aran looked down yo where you two we’re connected, watching as you sucked him in with every retreating thrust. your arm hooking beneath your thigh to give your man more room for his deep strokes. “uh huh, open her up f’r me.” a deep groan escaping his lips as your arousal creamed down onto his pelvis. thick dick stretching you out just right, hips rolling deep into your sweet spot, hitting it repeatedly. “ouuu yess! like that yes!” hiking your leg up higher for him to give you ever single inch “mhmm, that dick feel good?” you nod, biting down on your lip to try and suppress the loud whines, breathe catching in your throat with every deep thrust. his hand reaching around to circle your clit, eyes rolling back into your head as your nails dig into his shoulder. “mmm, d-daddyyyyyy”

“that’sss it, cum for me pretty girl.” tightening around him like the perfect glove, as he massage that spot within. legs shaking once the heat in your core grew unbearable, swelling until you squirted. soaking both aran and the bed beneath you. his hips never stilling as he continued to dig you out, strokes firm yet sloppy as he reached his limit. “m’right behind you ma.. i’m bout t’ nut!” thrusting deep into you one last time before filling you up, slowly pulling out to watch his thick cum spill out from you. “well good morning to you too.” you breathe out giggling.

“good morning baby..” aran smiled, leaving a soft kiss on your lips.

#nys works.ᐟ ᥫ᭡#black writers #no minors please #haikyu x reader #haikyu x black!reader #haikyuu x black reader #haikyu x black reader #haikyu x black y/n #aran x black y/n #aran ojiro #aran x black reader #aran ojiro x black reader #aran ojiro x black!reader #aran x black!reader #aran ojiro x black y/n #aran ojiro smut

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kirbyskisses · 2 years

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kirby’s kinktober (fifteen)

belly bulge//taishiro toyomitsu

warning: anatomically impossible. please suspend your disbelief, the man is 8 feet tall.

it’s lucky that Fatgum is so sweet because were he a man of less patience and kindness he could easily rip you apart.

it takes weeks of him driving you to orgasm after orgasm on his tongue and huge hands - making your tongue loll out and your eyes roll back as you twitch - just to loosen you up enough for his sweet, hot tip to scrape against your insides.

“aw buttercup.” he coos and kisses the side of your face as if he’s not opening you up to the biggest cock you’ve ever seen. “all those sweet little juices just f’r me? they look so pretty mixed up with all the pretty lube on yer hero’s cock.”

you hiccup out, barely able to talk or think at the stretch of just the first fat inch. it should be hot but it’s smothered in cool lube, a requirement in order for him to so much as think about fucking you.

“love being in your tight hole baby. you want to be the only one to ever take me all the way, my sweet girl?”

you nod with a whimper, plush sheets enveloping you from one side while his muscular frame pins you from the other, dripping sweat with a sweet smile despite the animalistic ways he’s holding you down. he makes you feel so small. “yes…fatsy, want it just for me.”

“then why don’t we make this a little easier on you.” he gets off of you and stands up, holding you like a precious doll in a way that makes you feel utterly tiny and weightless. your back against his chest, you swallow deeply.

maybe the doll comparison was apt.

he’s going to use you as a fuck toy.

you thank the gods above that he’s in his fit form, sure that the swollen tip of this size is already far too much for you.

“keep your pretty little legs open. ‘M not gonna drop ya - you just focus on sinking that pretty cunt onto this fat, fat cock and I’ll do all the work.”

honestly you don’t register a thing he says - you don’t know if it’s seconds, minutes or hours that are passing - brain and pussy both filled with the painful but utterly wondrous stretch of his monstrous cock.

that was the best word for it. monstrous. blessed with size by his quirk, taishiro was deeply afraid to hurt you but the fear melts in place of pleasure.

he can’t even tell that you’ve already cum by the time you reach the halfway point, too big to feel your tiny, stuffed cunt squeezing and shivering on him, love juices leaking down to his heavy balls which he slowly, achingly, finally slides you down to.

holy shit. you can’t think, you can’t move, you can’t breathe. (surely, you must be breathing otherwise your giant lover would have a panic attack and pull you off to shower you in aftercare - but even if you are breathing you can’t feel it.)

his tip is smushed to your cervix, a mixture of lube and precum sloppily covering the unbreachable hole. your back is arched, mouth open to scream despite nothing coming out.

you’re not even sure what would come out.

maybe something like “too big, too big, too BIG.” but even though the scary size has distended your stomach but making a curved protrusion it feels good. unspeakably, horrifyingly good. you’re a ragdoll of pleasure for and by your sweet, sweet husband.

“y’look so cute, my sweet treat. oh.”

his eyes light up with a torturously erotic look. “someone’s tummy can’t take it, huh? can ya tell where i am?” he teases, knowing your mind left the second he sank into you.

“tell me where I am, gumdrop.” you let out a warble, choked sob of a moan, uncontrollable tears on your cheeks. you can’t even say your own name.

“oh? need help pretty girl. ‘m right…” he traces the bulge in your tummy with his finger, landing and pressing his hand onto the outline of his creamy, ultra-thick tip

“here.” he chuckles, a bright golden smile beaming down on you as you lose it completely - shaking and squirting at the pressure in your stomach.

he doesn’t slide you off, letting you cockwarm like a living fleshlight, basking in the satisfaction.

“you did good, cutie pie. can’t wait to see how you cum if I actually start moving next time.”

#smut #fatgum x reader #fatgum #taishiro toyomitsu #taishiro x reader #mha #bnha #x reader #kirby’s kinktober #kinktober #october

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poisonedprose · 6 months

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Yoyoyo!! Just wondering if I could get a little re4!sub!leon x fem!reader??Like men whimpering... heart eye emoji.... It could be like you're watching tv on the couch and Leon comes home form a mission?? All needy and whiney??? Dear lord have mercy on my soul...💕 If you don't want to thats fine!! Love your work, have an amazing week <<33

₊˚✧ lost time — in which leon finds himself needy after being away for so long

leon kennedy x fem!reader

warnings: 0.6k words, smut, pet names (baby, pretty boy), mommy kink, hand job, pwp, p in v, unprotected sex, praise kink, clit play

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The TV was still playing the colorful pictures in the background and the candle on the coffee table was almost burnt out by now. Leon’s whines overpowered the noise on the TV. You had been watching it quietly when he came home from his last mission. “Mommy, please…” Leon whined put as your slowly stroked his cock in a teasing manor.

“Yes, baby? What can I do for you?” You smiled. You knew exactly what he wanted and exactly how much he needed it. You felt a little bad for teasing him, knowing he was so vulnerable but he was so cute, you just couldn’t help it. “Can I please- pretty please fuck you, mommy?” His cock was twitching in your hand, a sure sign that he was desperate.

“Of course, you can baby.” You smiled, letting go of his throbbing dick and letting it smack his stomach. He was completely naked thanks to your quick undressing skills. Leon made it clear that he wanted to even the playing field as he started to claw at your underwear. “What do you say?” You talked to him like he was a small child, which only made him embarrassingly more horny.

“Please. Please take off your panties. I wanna see your beautiful pussy.” His words were so whiny and breathy, another sure sign that he was desperate. “Good boy.” You smiled and ran your pointer finger up the underside of his cock, like a reward. His cock twitched, his tip drooling out more pre cum that you couldn’t wait to feel in your cunt.

You tease him, slowly taking off your panties. He watched intently, his adam’s apple bobbing as he swallows in anticipation. You pull them off completely and let them fall somewhere on the couch. You’ll probably find them again in a few weeks between the cushions.

His fingers immediately greet your clit. Using tight circles to please you. “Good boy.” You moaned. “Please let me fuck you. I’ll be such a good boy. I need you.” He pleaded, his arousal clouding his senses. “How could I say no to my favorite pretty boy? Hm?” You were finally starting to give into him, his excitement was uncontainable. He whimpered, just at your consent. He wasn’t going to lay very long, you thought.

He was quickly manhandling you closer to him, reminding you of his strength and just how easy he could dominate you if he wanted. “Please. Please.” He chanted in whines, mumbling under his breath as he watched you line up his cock with you entrance. He can feel the heat from your dripping cunt, letting him know you wanted this as much as he did.

He tried to buck his hips up, trying to do anything to feel the warmth of your pussy around his desperate cock. You watched with amusement as his face contort in displeasure, he was so close to fucking you but so far away. “Aw, should mommy let you pound her pussy?” You teased, your voice so condescending but he didn’t mind.

“Ah, pretty please. I’ll be so good, mommy.” He pleads and you finally give in. You sink yourself onto his dock, both of you moaning in pleasure. Leon’s hands lazily strung on your hips, head pushed back into his pillow, eyes squeezed shut, and mouth agape in pleasure.

“Look at you, so good f’r me.” You laugh through moans, bouncing at a slow pace on his thick cock. It seemed that no matter how many times you fucked yourself senseless on his cock, he was just too big for your tight cunt.

you’re so sweet anon, ily

#! 𖦹 ₊˚✧ re .#leon kennedy #leon kennedy x reader #leon kennedy smut #resident evil #resident evil 4 #resident evil smut #resident evil x reader

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caramelcleopatraa · 6 months

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a toji drabble for the girlies

wc: 400~

“fuucck baaby” my mouth was embarrassingly agape. A few tears stained my cheeks while my eyes started to water again. The headboard began to dent the wall because of his rhythm. The side of my face was being pressed into the mattress, his hand covering my entire face while his other hand secured my waist. My pleas and cries overtook his gentle praises. “fuck I love this pussy~” he said, earning a string of curse words and mumbles from me. My mind was fuzzy, legs shaking, almost humiliating pants and whispers. Any words Toji spoke made me want to cum instantly, the knot in your stomach becoming harder to fight. “Ahhh daddy i’m finna cummm” I lifted my chest from the bed, grabbing his arm that tightly held my waist and slowly covering my mouth with my other hand. My hand covering my mouth was snatched away and held behind my back. Toji pulled up my hips, leaving my face and knees on the bed. He continued to ruthlessly pound me into the mattress, while I quickly grab onto the bed sheets. My mind went blank, all I could think about was him. All I wanted was him. “mmm you like it when I talk about how much I love this pussy, huh?” I couldn’t respond with a coherent sentence, just mumbles and whispers “ I-i…ooh fuck daddy” we were both incredibly close and at any minute the were going to explode, but Toji decided to tease me a bit more. He slowed down his strokes. His strokes were slower and deeper, damn near edging me. He milked this moment to the fullest. He had me completely whipped. And I didn’t care, cause it felt too fucking good “let go for me mama, lemme hear you cum f’r me” I bit my lower lip to fight my moans escaping and hiding my face, but Toji was faster. He swiftly picked up my chest to lay against his back caressing my sides as he slides his length past my lips. He made me feel so fucking good. I tried to hide my face from his smug smirk but he grabbed my neck, forcing me to look at him. “Take that shit, mama. Just like that~” “o-oomygod daddy I’m cummin’” I didn’t try to cover my face or silence myself. I buckled under his body, putting all my body weight on him. “Atta girl. You did so well baby” His hands slowly explored my body as I try to catch my breath. My body violently shook as he whispered nasty praises in my ear. “Mmm my pretty girl~”

[ first drabble post 🤪 tell me what you guys want next from me ]

#toji fushiguro smut #toji fushiguro x reader #toji smut #toji zenin #toji fushiguro #daddy toji #toji x you #carmenreigns

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tojisun · 3 months

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cant stop thinking about toji spitting in your mouth ://

he calls you his pretty baby; says you’re the sweetest ever. he cups your cheek as he fucks you, swiping his thumb just underneath your eye. toji coos when you hiccup a moan, leaning forward to nuzzle his nose against yours. he says, “might have to wife y’up at this point and never gon’ let you go, yeah? y’want that?”

he laughs when you nod enthusiastically. “yeah, i thought so too.”

toji trails his hands down your chest and squeezes your tits. then, “open yer mouth?”

he hums in delight when you do, his scarred lips twitching up in a mean grin. “good girl.”

then, he spits in your mouth, his thumb swiping at your plush lips before urging your jaw to shut close. toji drifts his hand down your neck, closes around it with a measured weight, and groans when he feels your throat bob when you swallow.

toji bumps his head to yours, breathing you in. “s’right—yer so perfect f’r me.”

#a placeholder for actual fics :(( so far im getting my ass whopped so sighhh #toji fushiguro x reader #toji fushiguro #suns

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chrollohearttags · 9 months

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hershey kisses • armin artlert

armin gives his special girl an orgasm like she’s never had..

content warning + themes: nipple play, p!rn without plot, nipple orgasm, queer bestie armin bc I love him sm, black fem reader, creaming, reader is ovulating, clit rubbing, squirting, ear nibbling, armin being a soft dom (and so hot), back kissing/licking, use of pretty girl, sweetheart and mama

📝: I couldn’t stop thinking about armin + him being a pleasure dom and just caring for his bestie. Like I’m sitting here melting 🥹🥹

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“Here, open your legs, baby..I promise, you’ll like it.”

“Are you sure, Armie? I don’t know about thisss..”

words emitted with a whiny laugh as you sat between the legs of your best friend. Back pressed to his chest and his leaning against your Victorian style headboard..painted in off white, cream coloring and lined with pastel pink pillows and stuffed animals. His tattoos and metal nipple piercings grazing your gorgeous skin. Honestly, he couldn’t believe that the two of you were actually here again…touching all over one another when all it did was lead to more trouble. Even so, you guys always ended up like this: hot, bothered and naked, making out and fucking after coming from a night out at the club or a long week of work. Over the past few months, since the inception of this little entanglement, you and Armin had learned a lot about each other. He had discovered that he leaned more towards being pansexual, rather than outright gay. He felt far more comfortable embracing fluidity in his sexuality and you?

“Relax, sweetheart. Have I ever led you wrong? I mean, you said it yourself that nobody makes you feel the way I can.” cooing to you with gentle kisses trailing along your neck..gentle hands grazing your bare shoulder blades as you had just left the shower..feeling refreshed and warm. Wrapped up in nothing more than a towel that he so delicately removed from your frame..he could sit there and admire you for hours without growing tired.

“You smell so good..and your skin, it’s so soft. You been using my stuff again?” Referring to the peach scented body cream he kept alongside his countless other skin care products he kept in his bathroom. But he didn’t mind. You wore it so much better than him anyways..including the shimmery butter that made your cocoa complexion glistening underneath the pale LED lighting. Besides, you could get away with anything when you smiled at him like that. “And if I was?..” retorting with a soft giggle before turning to kiss him. Your lips met a gentle peck, letting your tongues collide in a passionate barrage of kisses. As you made out, Armin slowly began to snake his arms around to your front. Those big, supple breasts cradled in his veiny hands; perfectly manicured and neat, decorated with silver rings. Suddenly, your breath would hitch in the back of your throat. Those sensitive nipples getting pinched by his fingertips and massages delicately.

“Then I guess I’ll just have to do this..”

what exactly that was? You weren’t sure yet but you’d know soon enough. The friction between your buds and his pads pressing together..rubbing slowly to create and drum up tingling sensations. In your toes, your entire body and especially that core. Dripping with only a few subtle touches so far and this was only the beginning. As your eyes began to flutter, Armin would instruct you to keep them open and strictly on them; twisting your head around whilst he played with your nipples. Tracing slow circles around the areolae before bringing those fingers back up to your quivering mouth to slick with saliva.

“There we go, pretty girl. Open up f’r me..” his higher pitched tone, one some would consider feminine rang out in your ear. He didn’t even have to look and yet he knew your body better than any man you’d ever let touch you prior. He could always sense when you were ovulating and in need of a good session. One that satisfied you mind, body and spirit. Anything to avoid some loser who didn’t deserve to be in your presence, less known getting some pussy get the best of you. Sure, he could fuck you senseless. Bend you over and make you chomp down on your plushies or a nearby pillow. Or even fold your legs up to the headboard and give you deep strokes while your vibrator went crazy but that wouldn’t do. He wanted you to experience a different type of pleasure. One that would have you addicted once you became used to the feeling. Between your trembling thighs lied that little sweet spot..quivering and spasming on nothing more than air. Cream leaking from that freshly shaved cunt as he continued to tease your most sensitive of pressure points. Nibbling on your ear, kissing on your neck and leaving soothing pecks all along your shoulder blade and back.

“Arminnnn…oh my..fuck—“

“Look at you…so cute like this. I swear, it makes me wanna keep playing with you all night.”

when he first told you that an orgasm by merely having your nipples played with was possible, you stared at him as if he were absolutely crazy. You didn’t think such a thing could ever happen and yet, here you were…about to climax and he hadn’t even so much as touched your clit yet! Gasping for air, (y/n) became undone right there in his firm grasp. Armin’s legs coiling you to keep you in place. “Shh..it’s okay, sweetheart. Just breathe with me, okay? I know it feels good and you wanna come so bad…but just hold on.” Those subtle kisses doing little to quell you but when he spoke to you so carefully and delicately, you had no choice but to listen. Faint traces of drool seeped from between your lips as he kept rubbing. Going counterclockwise, twisting in all sorts of directions before clamping down yet again. You’d try to wiggle around, even rut yourself against a nearby pillow to get off but alas, that was useless. He’d pop your leg and command you to stay still..

“No cheating…just let me get you there..” “okay, okay!..please, I just wanna come..”

and soon, your tireless groveling and pleas would pay off. Because alas, he’d let those lengthy fingers glide down your belly and to that fat little pussy, where he spread those lips apart and rubbed that little clit for just a moment. But it was abundantly clear you were far more stimulated than expected. With only a few seconds of gentle massaging, you were flooding the sheets, squirting all over his hands and the bed. So bashful of such a reaction but it was exactly what he wanted to see!

“Aww, good job, baby..you came so hard..” watching you writhe and cry out in pure bliss and ecstasy. There was no way that a little nipple rubbing garnered such a reaction but you’d never question his again! Allowing you to ride out your climatic high, Armin spun you around once more before kissing you. “That feel good, mama? Did you like that?” Questioning with that sweet yet nasally tone, cooing to you like a baby. And you nodded, still dazed with a fucked out expression. Bopping your nose, Armin placed a kiss to your forehead as you lie in his arms.

“I told you, you gotta trust me more often. I’ll do whatever it takes to please you.”

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stargirlrchive · 11 months

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touch you in places, only i know ✩ jake sully

masterlist ⋆ ˚｡⋆୨୧˚

summary: jake sully x afab!reader, fingering, soft!dom jake, i kinda pictured this w dilf jake x younger reader (reader in their 20′s), pet names (? baby) finger sucking idk ; wc - 863

comments: i need him now

Jake's thick fingers massaged into the soft plush of your thighs. Inching closer towards the flimsy cloth covering your aching cunt. He was purposely teasing you, enjoying the way your breath hitched when his thumb softly pressed onto your clit.

A deep rumble escaped Jake’s chest as he laughed quietly. Your back was pressed to his chest, your legs spread for him and the plump of your ass pressed tightly against Jake’s growing cock.

His fingers quickly pushed aside the material, letting his fingers slide through your wet folds. A small hiss left your lips as you tried to guide his fingers to your clit, but he just nipped at your ear softly, chuckling again at your desperation, “So wet f’r me, baby.”

Your head lulled onto his shoulder, already sensing the teasing mood he was in and a quiet whimper fell from your mouth. “Jake-please!”

His thumb roughly pressed into your clit and a loud cry left your mouth, pushing your hips into his hand harder. He was quick to shut it down as his other arm wrapped around your waist and pulled you taut against him.

He tsked quietly before mumbling lowly against your ear, “Gotta be good for me or I’ll stop.”

Your eyes screwed shut but you nodded weakly, letting your body relax into his. He pressed a soft kiss onto the side of your head as he began to slowly rub circles on the small bud.

Your stomach tightened each time Jake’s hips shifted and his hard cock pressed into your ass, his fingers unrelenting as you let out low whimpers and moans.

“Jake-fuck!”

Your thoughts were cut off with a squeal falling from your mouth as one of his fingers slowly probed at your entrance. You felt yourself flutter against the tip of his finger and Jake pulled out, laughing loudly as you squirmed in his hold.

“Barely put the tip in and you’re already squirming.”

Your face flushed in embarrassment, “Please Ma’Jake, want your fingers.”

He smiled softly, slowly dragging his fingers up your stomach, towards your chest. Goosebumps grew in the wake of his touch, his thumb slowly glided along the plump of your bottom lip, “Get them all wet for me then.”

Your lips parted instinctively, tongue sticking out a bit as Jake pressed his fingers into your mouth. His breath hitching as your tongue slowly glided over them. Your low moans and slight rolls of your hips had Jake’s mind going fuzzy. “S’good for me, baby. Always so good.”

You let go of his fingers with a soft ‘pop’, nuzzling your face into his neck while Jake wasted no time and slowly eased one of his thick fingers inside of you.

Your hips jumped at the intrusion and a low moan fell from your lips as he took his time in pulling his finger back out and thrusting in. Your face nuzzled deeper into his neck and Jake pressed his thumb onto your clit once again.

“Feelin’ good baby?”

You whined out a quiet ‘yes’, unable to get many words out as you clenched down onto his finger. The hand he had around your waist moved to press flat against your tummy, slowly rubbing small comforting shapes onto the skin as he eased a second finger into you.

Your eyes screwed shut tightly, his fingers thick and rough as he fucked them into you.

Your face was hot and flushed, your slick coating his fingers as Jake slowly pushed your face out of where you were hiding into his neck. “So wet, all for me?”

You gave a quick nod before he nipped at your ear softly, his lips trailing down to your neck to nip and suck soft bruises onto your skin. You clenched down harshly on his fingers, feeling that familiar coil begin to tighten in your lower stomach. Your breathing was labored and shallow, whimpering out Jake’s name as he increased his speed.

“M’close-fuck!”

Your hips involuntarily jumped, whining quietly as Jake laughed right by your ear, “I can tell, getting all tight around my fingers.”

His fingers plummeted into you, your toes curling as you felt your orgasm approaching fast, “Jake!”

“Did s’good baby, you don’t have to hold back.”

A pleasured sob ripped from your throat as he gave you a few more thrust of his fingers, his unoccupied hand reaching down to press his thumb into your clit.

You came shortly after, crying out his name as he continued to thrust his fingers into you through your release.

Your chest rose rapidly, slumping against his broad body, your eyes fluttered closed from exhaustion. Jake pressed a soft kiss to your head and he slipped his fingers out of you.

“Don’t tell me you’re tired already, I got a long night planned for us.”

A small laugh fell from your mouth as he maneuvered you as he pleased. Laying you down as he crawled over you, caging you in as he leaned down to press a messy kiss onto your mouth. “A long night huh? You sure you can keep up, old man?”

A low growl fell from his mouth, “We’ll be seeing who can keep up with who by the end of it.”

#jake sully #jake sully x reader #avatar jake sully #jake sully x reader smut #jake sully smut #avatar the way of water #avatar #avatar headcanons #avatar smut #avatar jake #avatar 2009 #avatar 2022 #avatar 1 #avatar 2

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milesmillergf · 1 year

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you weren’t mad when you got the call from the station. hell, you weren’t even disappointed. you were just worried—and the fact that no one from the ranch up the way bothered to answer their phones the last six hours didn’t exactly help to ease those worries.

you knew they were definitely asleep by now. royal and cecilia locked the doors at midnight when they went to bed whether everyone was in or not. a real nightmarish ‘sorry we missed you!’ when you considered the fact that perry’s room was accessible from the outside while rhett’s was not, which meant he was resigned to his truck and everything in it until someone unlocked the doors in the morning.

you asked him once why perry didn’t just unlock the door for him after sneaking in and then re-lock it after. the way rhett quickly changed the subject made you want to slash perry’s tires.

but they had to wonder, didn’t they? you knew families were all different, blah blah blah, but they had to wonder even for one fucking second where the hell their boy was. never mind that he was in his twenties, he was still their son!

you didn’t dare wonder yourself if they cared lest your mind do a blood-boiling impression of royal abbott ranting about fences that need fixing, and cattle that need feeding and herding ahead of schedule, and lazy, mopey brothers that needed their asses kissed.

luckily, the nights that rhett stayed out ‘til all-hours with said brother were becoming fewer and farther between with him ending up snug as a bug at yours by the time his work day was finished between the finicky hours of six in the evening and ‘until it’s done’.

so when your landline makes you just about jump out of your skin at half-past two, you’re tugging on one of his flannel shackets and a pair of leggings, and lead-footing his truck over to the sheriff’s office.

every lawman in this town and the one over seemed to have it out for the youngest abbott so depending on whose shift it was, he could’ve been brought in for lipping the wrong brand of chewing tobacco. you just hoped he hadn’t gotten into it with the eldest tillerson again.

when you’re finally able to see him, he’s free of blood and bruises and you breath a sigh of relief. he’s just sitting there on that little bench inside that glorified dog cage looking sweet as pie and steadily sobering as he waits for you to haphazardly scribble on that relic of a clipboard so he can do the same, retrieve his hat and get the hell out of there.

no one bothers to tell you exactly what offense they hauled him in on; they just grumble about him ‘unleashing a gallon of piss on their patrol car’ and boy howdy do you nearly have to bite a hole in your tongue to keep from laughing.

you knew all those men were spitting mad that you answered the phone and not dear ol’ dad when you wrap a loving arm around his waist and coo a soft-voiced, “hi baby. you doin’ okay?” as you lead him out of the station.

“you’re really not mad?” he checks again when you finally get him home and into a hot bath, but at least he’s stopped apologizing.

you kiss his wet shoulder and assure him that you’re not mad, “promise. i was just worried sick.” you gently bite him then. “maybe try to find a bush next time, cowboy—”

he huffs a little laugh through his nose, wet fingertips trace a loopy path along your forearm. “wasn’t at the pit-bar ‘r i would have.” then his voice gets kinda small like he’s embarrassed, “i di’n’t mean to. th’ line f’r the bathroom was a mess, n’ perry’s drunk ass wouldn’t give me his keys,” he shrugged absently. “by th’ time i got outside everythin’ was spinnin’…”

you squeeze him tighter to your chest and check again that he’s okay now. it’s his turn to assure you for the umpteenth time, and giggle breathless and wild when you kiss all over the back of his neck and the sensitive skin behind his ear.

he helps you out of the tub after lovingly fighting you off and brings you into his big fluffy towel. “hey,” he nearly purrs against your lips. “d’ we have anymore of that chocolate hazelnut spread you made the other day?”

his use of ‘we’ still makes your heart leap, and you tell him that “we” do indeed.

you manage to wrangle him into some sweatpants at the very least. he claims the cottage runs hot, but you think he’s just used to the wyoming cold in a big, poorly insulated ranch house.

downstairs you smear the homemade spread on a slice of lightly toasted bread baked fresh this morning and sit on his lap to feed him with an arm around his shoulders. his own arms loop loose and comforting around your waist, warm palms sliding along your body every so often, and he mumbles something about you being too good to him.

you tell him to shush with a kiss to his damp head and teasingly steal the last bite of his snack. those big blue eyes shimmer in the clear lights of your kitchen when he smiles up at you.

“thanks for savin’ me.” he whispers.

you can’t help thinking he’s not just talking about tonight.

#hey! it’s an unofficial sequel to the “thanks for lettin’ me in” drabble!#hope y’all like it (hope it’s on par) 🫣💕#rhett abbott #rhett abbott x reader

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whumpasaurus101 · 1 year

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Like Father, Like Son - Pt 3.

Okay this mini-series won't get out of my head so welcome to part three and I cannot lie, I have a big feeling there will be a few more pieces BYIDJKHDJ

Part One / Part Two

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Asher felt his mind distance itself, his body slowly beginning to rock an unsteady rhythm as tears streamed down his face. He wanted Jack. He wanted to be held by someone. Anyone. He wanted space. He never wanted to feel touch again. What the fuck what the fuck what the fuck what the fuck-

His body jolted with a sob. He never wanted to see or hear of Aiden again, he thought he never had to but looks like that was just a fucking lie he had been telling himself. Just another lie. How fun.

Asher was on the verge of falling asleep- or losing conscious, he didn't quite know- before Rodger’s footsteps sounded from the basement stairs. Asher had just about enough in him for his eyes to lift up to meet the sound. He was lying on his stomach by now, curled in on himself, a bloodied mess.

“Asher, I-I’m so sorry, I had no idea, I-”

Asher barked out a laugh, jesus, even his laugh sounded weak right now-, “Oh please, don't pu-pull this b’llshit out of your ass. Acting ‘ll innocent and oh you're just so-soooooo much better than Aiden, arentchya?” Asher had to swallow hard, feeling how dry his throat had gotten before he rasped out, eyes hardening, “You're all the f-fffff-fucking same- the whole lot of you-” Asher had to pause for a moment, taking a shuddering breath as his lungs felt as if they were on the verge of collapsing with each second he spoke, “Ju-just f’ck off…” Exhaustion hit him and he had to practically had to force his eyes open, “D’n’ h’v time f’r y-y’r shi-shit…”

Rodger slowly knelt beside Asher, cupping his cheek, feeling the boy flinch away but quickly lean into the touch as he realized it was gentle, not rough…not Aiden. Rodger couldn't help but smile, he loved Asher like this. “Come on, let’s get you resting, no point staying down here.”

Rodger had to practically grab Asher’s arm and sling it over his shoulder before hauling the boy up. Asher was simple to carry, when Rodger was getting miffed from the noise of Asher’s legs dragging against the floor, he simply scooped Asher up into his arms, carrying him bridal style. The only protest Asher could manage was a wheezed whimper but that was it.

“Put him down,” Nikos sighed, pinching the bridge of his nose as Rodger entered the room, “Stop babying him.” Rodger looked back to him quickly, “Father… he- have you not seen what Aiden did?!?!”

“I did, it was barely a scratch, you know, son, I didn't raise you like this, I raised you to be tough and cold hearted.”

“I am being tough, I’m doing everything you’ve thought m-”

“-You clearly are not. You are raising this… beast! You’ve learnt nothing!!! I…I’m disappointed in you.”

Silence fell, Rodger gulped, clinging tighter onto Asher without realizing. His throat suddenly felt cold and bare, “...I… excuse me for a moment, I need to clean up his back before he gets a fucking infection, pardon me if that's too godamn soft.”

And with that, Rodger dragged Asher to the next room. Asher had blacked out for god knows how long. His eyes finaly cracked open, letting out a groan as the room was way too bright for his liking. Rodger smiled, gently ruffling Asher’s hair, “Mornin’ sunshine.”

Asher groaned, rubbing his eyes, wincing as any movement sent an army of lightning bolts across his back, his wounds disturbed by the sudden cold air of the room. Asher shivered, “Wh’re amm-mm I?”

“My room, it's one of the only proper bedrooms that has a lock and I need my father away from you.” Asher started laughing, half muffled from the pillow in which his face was buried in. Rodger turned around, eyebrow quirked, “What- what???” Asher let out an amused sigh, “You meant you need your father away from me but also you.” Rodger rolled his eyes, “Oh shut it, I could just leave these wounds how they are and now patch you up.”

“Oh please, you and I bo-both know tha-that you’re too much of a fff-ff’cking perfectionist to do that.” Rodger clenched his fists, rolling his eyes before storming off to the bathroom to get the supplies he needed.

Asher felt as if he was floating, he guessed he must’ve got a hit to the head as his eyes started drifting shut. It was a battle he was fighting to stay awake but he must have fallen asleep as he was abruptly awoken by Rodger digging his nail into one of Asher’s wounds.

“No sleep yet until you can hold a proper conversation with me.”

Asher groaned, burrying his face further into the pillow, “Ff-ff’ckn’ dickhead.”

Time went on and Rodger was just about finished patching Asher up, occasionally jabbing at wounds to keep the other awake before there was a knock at the door. Asher jumped and Rodger tensed. They stayed in silence for a moment before the knock sounded again.

Rodger sighed, finishing off the last stitch before cutting the thread and walking to the door. The second his hand left the lock, the door burst open, forcing Rodger to stumble back. Nikos stepped forward, “You’ve been in here for enough time, he’s fine, stop bloody fussing over him!!!” Asher watched as Rodger rolled his shoulders, clenching his fists tight behind his back, “Father, it was your choice to come over. It was your choice to bring Aiden here today and finally, it was your fucking choice of giving me this lifestyle! I am sick and tired of-”

Rodger was quickly cut off as Nikos grabbed a fistful of his shirt and shoved him against the wall. Rodger let out a wheezed cry as his father towered over him, “You listen here, Rodger, I am sick and tired of you being such an ungrateful mess. I mean- come on, I gave you everything, I made sure to raise you right and-”

“Oh please, you were barely ar-”

He was quickly cut off once more as Nikos slammed him against the wall, this time Asher shot up to his feet, ignoring the pain which bolted through him as he growled, ready to pounce.

Nikos simply stared at Rodger, setting his jaw, “Call your mutt off.”

Rodger coughed weakly, his eyes glazed over slightly as he let out a shaky breath, “A-ash…-”

“Jesus Christ,” Nikos muttered, pinching the bridge of his nose, “Asher, if you know what’s good for you, do not interfere, I’ll deal with you later.”

Asher cracked his neck before taking a step closer, his voice dangerously low, “Let.Rodger.Go.”

Rodger squeezed his eyes shut before speaking, his voice with much less strength than he had wanted, “Asher, I-I’m alright. Easy, boy.” But Rodger knew it was no use, he recognized Asher’s rage- Protectiveness. It was always when Jack was around. He had to admit, he was happy to see at least some progress.

Okay, understatement, he was thrilled.

“Bullshit. Nikos, let go of Rodger, this is your final warning.” Nikos scoffed, “Final warning? Don't make me laugh.”

“Oh I won’t, that wasn’t quite what I was planning,” Asher smirked, cracking his neck. Rodger knew that smirk was familiar, it took him a second to realize where he recognized it from. Every match he had, that cruel-sinister smirk was painted on Asher’s face.

“Asher…” Rodger warned quietly, but he knew it was no use.

Nikos chuckled, low and menacing as he watched Asher raise his fists, “We really doing this?” Asher smirked, raising his fists back and assumed his fighting stance. He flexed his knuckled, clenching his jaw as his smirk grew wider, “Bring it on, old man.”

Nikos lunged first. It was never a smart idea but Asher was right in assuming that the anger would get to the other. Asher easily dodged the attack, sending Nikos stumbling a few steps. Asher snarled, grabbing a fistful of Nikos shirt, sending a right hook across his face before kicking him away.

“You little shit,” Nikos grinded out, feeling the anger bubble inside his chest.

Asher smirked. He was quick on his feet, dodging two more punches and landing his own attack. But his state soon let him down as Nikos punched Asher hard. Asher cried out, his back locking up as Nikos had managed to hit against Asher’s wounds.

“Shi-shit-” Asher hissed, ensuring he kept a safe distance from Nikos as he felt blood soak through his shirt already.

“Ready to give up?” Nikos smirked.

Asher wiped a trail of blood from his nose, smirk unmoving as he gritted out, “Not even close.” And so the fight continued, a storm of heavy fists against skin. Asher swayed, quickly catching himself on the wall, right beside Rodger as he cursed under his breath.

“Come on, Asher, give it up. All I’m asking you to do is accept defeat, let me deal with Rodger, and then I’ll give you my full attention.”

That smirk- those words- Asher stiffened, a shiver running through his spine, it reminded him of Aiden. Nikos took advantage of the pause, grabbing Asher by a fistful of his hair, yanking his head back and wrestling a piece of rough fabric into his mouth. Nikos used his elbow to pin Asher to the wall by his back as he started tying it behind Asher’s head, making the boy cry out as hair got tangled in the knots.

Once Nikos was sure there was no getting it off, he grabbed a fistful of Asher’s shirt, spinning him around and shoving him down to the ground. Just when Asher thought shit couldn't get worse, while he stumbled over his feet, he fell down, his head knocking into the radiator on his way down.

Rodger went to rush over to Asher but a hand on his shoulder soon stopped him, “Enough. Kimberly and I have spoken and we have decided to stay here until the mutt’s attitude has been fixed.”

Rodger blanched, “I-I’m sorry what…?”

“During my stay here, he will continue to wear that gag, if he manages to screw that up well then he’d leave me no other choice but to muzzle him, am I understood?”

“Fath-”

“Am I understood?”

Rodger instantly shrunk in on himself, biting the inside of his cheek as he felt his heartbeat pick up, “Ye-yes, father.”

“Very well, now, I’m going out to my poor fiance who’s been sitting out their for the past few hours. You are going to sort out that piece of shit.” Nikos emphasized the last word with a harsh kick to Asher’s ribs, earning him a whimper that was just about audible. Nikos shoved Rodger against the wall once more before storming out.

Rodger took a moment, rubbing his shoulder before slowly making his way towards Asher, kneeling down beside him, “Asher, you still with me?”

Asher groaned, slowly blinking his eyes open. He had fought in enough matches before for Rodger to know by just looking at him that Asher was concussed. He let out a sigh before speaking, “I have a feeling this is gonna be a long shitty night.”

The only answer he was given was a giggle from Asher, confirming that tonight, Rodger was surrounded by idiotic people who quite frankly pissed him the fuck off.

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Hello there! I have just settled into my dorm room. A couple of things though: Firstly, I know I asked too much for one of my requests, so I apologize for that. Secondly, may I please have some Terms of Service AU Snake and Peter? I love your audios, by the way.

aaaa I'm glad you're settled! <3

don't worry about asking too much; if that happens I can usually modify the request :)

and yes, of course! I may have a problem with loving this AU xD

thank you!!! I have a lot of fun with them <3 <3 <3

The A.I.s will always take suggestions when asked to sing, but for Peter and Snake, these are the first songs they sing when asked to do so, with no specified song, for the first time!

sound effects from https://freesfx.co.uk/

transcripts under the cut!

AUDIO START [Peter]

[KUROSHITSUJI app start: ascending bubble tone, chimes, and a cute female voice saying “Kuroshitsuji!”]

“… Ah! There y’ are.”

(scoffs)

“Well, sorry. Is it such a bad thing? I literally got nothin’ beter t’ do than wait f’r y’. Wot do y’ think I do when y’ close the app? Pret’y much jus’ sit ‘ere ‘n’ wait f’r y’ t’ come back. … Oi, wot? Oi, y’ really want me t’… sing? Aaaah…”

(chuckles nervously)

“I dunno. I’m… I’m not as good at that. Not like Wendy. Aaaaaaah…”

(scoffs)

“Alright. Don’t say I didn’t warn y’, if y’r ears start t’ bleed or somethin’.”

(chuckles)

“Okay, okay…”

(singing, “Steal the Show” by Lauv) “Started out on a one-way train always knew where I was gonna go next didn’t know until I saw y’r face I was missin’ out on ev’ry moment y’ be one ‘n’, baby, I’ll be two would y’ mind it if I said I’m int’ y’? I’m int’ y’ so if it’s real darlin��, let me know I wouldn’t mind if y’ steal the show.”

(hums the melody)

“… A-ah! Oi! Don’t look at me like that… I told y’, it ain’t that good. … Uh? Y’ actually liked it?”

(scoffs, sighs)

“Eh, well… no accountin’ f’r taste, I s’pose.”

(laughs)

“… Y’ think so?”

(takes a breath, sighs, chuckles)

“Y’re somethin’ else… y’ know that?”

(chuckles)

END AUDIO (Peter)

START AUDIO (Snake)

[KUROSHITSUJI app start: ascending bubble tone, chimes, and a cute female voice saying “Kuroshitsuji!”]

“‘Oh, there you are!’ Yes, there they are, Emily. We’ve been waiting for them, haven’t we? ‘Oh, you know we have, Snake! Mh… isn’t it just such a pity he’s so shy?’”

(giggles in Emily’s voice)

“E… Emily…”

(giggles and laugh in Emily’s voice)

“‘Well! What a splendid idea! Snake is a wonderful singer. Aren’t you?’ Emily… please… I…”

(sighs softly, takes a breath)

“Well… i-if… if you… really want to hear me, I… I-I, I s… suppose I could…”

(giggles in Emily’s voice)

“‘Oh! Oh… sing that one you were singing the other day.’ A-ah…”

(clears throat)

(singing, “august” by Taylor Swift) “Salt air and the rust on your door I never needed anything more whispers of, ‘Are you sure?’ never have I ever before but I can see us lost in the memory August slipped away into a moment in time ‘cos it was never mine and I can see us twisted in bedsheets August sipped away like a bottle of wine ‘cos you were never mine.”

“… U-uh… m-mmh…”

(giggles in Emily’s voice)

“‘Oh, dear, you’re making the poor boy blush!’”

(giggles in Emily’s voice)

“‘It’s because he was so good, isn’t it? See, Snake?’ M-mh… i-is it.. is it… ah… you’re looking at me like that… because… w-was it… really that good?”

(breathes softly, laughs shakily)

“U-um… th… thank you. ‘Would you like him to sing another?’ E-Emily!!”

END AUDIO [Snake]

#Black Butler #Kuroshitsuji #Peter #Snake #audio #Terms of Service AU #fluff #MY BABIES........... I need to voice act Snake more....................#one hell of a queue

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