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familiaanteomnia · 2 years

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-Nathan generally spends an lot of energy/effort into lessening conflict situations (doesn’t seem it but he would rather not get into an fight/or have to be stuck listening to somebody talking shit to him about how his existence is a waste of air,etc) from why he’s settled on what he seems to wear all the time ie: especially the red jacket to attitude/behavior which isn’t the best but at least if he’s consistently snappy then less people are like ‘today i want to see how much i push until he snaps’ -As often he can, will try to make it so nobody can come up behind him as better to avoid than to go through how much it can freak him out (stemming from nightmares+lived experiences his brain typically associates contact from behind as danger) even if he’s all his locks done up, alone in his dorm room usually likes to keep his back to an surface/face towards the door -Tends to be hyper aware of his surroundings in contrast to the times where the world could literally be ending around him and he wouldn’t notice *more often he is keeping track especially in cases where his back is vulnerable namely when outdoors where it’s more likely for somebody to grab him from behind and punch him* He’s remarkably good at saying whose in a classroom even if not facing the door or looking around (in the case of him hanging out with victoria in the mornings is when he usually feels safer to not do his back to solid object/strictly have focus on how to exit quickly) -Like with concealing most things, he has learned how to flinch subtly especially in cases where another person would be like ???? or make fun of it because sometimes what provokes that reaction doesn’t make any sense plus it’d just easily become more trouble for him “dude flinches if you put your hand out to shake his hand it’s weird” -Part of why he sits in the back, aside from that it means students who actually need to be closer are,etc is that fact he can see most of what is happening/knows nobody is able to throw stuff or anything from behind it takes them far more effort to spin around or angle to do so (also easier for them to get caught, spares him having to just deal with it or react to it as much) -Likely especially carries into things like hugs territory, which aside of being touch starved/an lot of understandable wariness regarding that stuff best approach is warning+space for him to feel safe to be like no thanks,etc (when it comes to things like cuddling he very likely especially at first will do the not having his back to the person try to not be obvious about it though/the ideal honestly being face to face)

#headcanons #abuse mention cw #bullying mention cw #trauma mention cw #long post cw #♥ aesthetics 》 nathan prescott #(im thinking about how big of an thing it would be for him to let somebody snuggle up to his backside)#(like the major trust and vulnerability aside he would be so happy with that sort of physical contact)#(he'd get some real solid sleep and upon waking up just barely breathe so as to not ruin or cause the end of it)#(especially if legs are tangled up and an arm around his torso)#(like yada yada hugs but things like him feeling comfortable to take up space like somebodys lap is way more special)#(100% nathan learned in theory somebody could play with his hair and was like gee i wish to experience that level of safety n comfort)#(this post brought to you by damn this dude's issues cause some ouch mannerisms but also consider him having some basic ass comfort)#(he wont want to talk about it or have it addressed but if you gently go about making sure to give him warning before hugging etc hell yeah)

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callsign-datura · 4 months

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BREEDING KINK 141.

Ghost's breeding kink manifests after you express interest in having a kid.

He pistons in and out of you at a slow pace, his cock reaching impossibly deep with each thrust as you arch your back and put your ass up higher. You grip the sheets of the bed, whimpering quietly into the pillow you lay your head on as he leans over you and wraps an arm around your midsection, lifting your upper half up so he can whisper into your ear and hold you flush against him.

"You wanna be a mama? M'gonna make you a fuckin' mama."

He grunts, nipping at your earlobe as he angles his thrusts a little to reach deeper, the head of his cock knocking against your cervix with every other thrust.

"Gonna fuck you 'till it takes. Gonna fuck you every night and every mornin' to make sure it takes. Yeah, y'want that, sweetheart? Say you want it, love."

Soap's breeding kink has always been there, but he's never quite registered that he has one. It's not until you get baby fever that he starts thinking about having kids. You're getting baby products advertised to you online, and they start having the same effect on him.

"Oh, fuck, gimme a baby," you whimper, your face burying into his neck as your hips grind down into his. His head is tilted forward and he's watching your hips move, though his grip on your hips tightens when you utter the words. "Y'want a baby?" He mumbles, his grip on your hips tightening to the point where you whimper and stop. He releases it and looks up at you with those baby blues, and within a second he's got you on your back and your legs together, hanging over his shoulders as his thrusts pick up in speed.

"I'll give ye a baby, lass… give ye as many as ye want. Just say the word, sweet girl."

His thrusts get harder, and you're whining and mewling and you have your eyes shut tight as your orgasm takes over. He's cumming not long after, his cock twitching inside you as he pushes into you one final time.

"Mmm. Yeah, sweet girl, gonna give ye a kid… Can't tell me our kids won't be adorable."

Oh, Price? You don't have to tell him. He has a breeding kink, and it's obvious.

That man has FANTASIES about getting you pregnant. His breeding kink shows sometimes, like tonight.

He has you bent over the counter of your kitchen, your hair tangled up in his fist and his hand around your wrist, pulling on it gently and making you arch your back as he pounds into you.

Quick and rough thrusts as he grunts into your ear. "Imagine how you'd look, waddlin' 'round all swollen with my kid… can't wait till the day my cum finally takes, eh? I'll cherish you. Fuckin' cherish you." He whispers. His words are as rough as his thrusts, but they carry a gentleness. Especially when he's cumming. Wrapping an arm around your torso and letting you fall forward, picking up one of your legs by the underside of your knee and lifting it up and to the side so he can fuck you harder, he slams into you one final time before he's cumming buckets. The moment he notices his cum dripping out, he's pulling out and using two fingers to push hit back into you. mumbling something about not wasting a drop as he kisses your back.

Gaz's breeding kink is subtle. He only fucks you in positions where he can see your face. The day you start asking him to cum inside, he's thinking of you getting pregnant with his kid. Arms laced under your knees, hands on the plush of your ass and your back against the wall as he leans back and thrusts up into you. He's been fucking you slow like this for the past hour and you're getting needy. Squirming in his grip, pawing at your husband's chest and mewling about needing him to fuck you harder. He flashes that grin he wears whenever you've amused him and his movements suddenly ramp up in force as he pushes you further against the wall.

"Such a needy girl. Needin' me to fuck ya so hard you can't walk, huh? You've already came twice, what, d'ya want me to fill you up?"

Your cunt convulses around him.

"Yeah, that's it," he trills. "Needin' me to fill ya up so you can go to bed stuffed with my cum. Mm, maybe it'll take,"

He thrusts a bit harder into you and his grip on your ass tightens. He's thinking about filling you up even more now, and he can barely focus on anything but filling you up. So that's what he does. His thrusts stutter, and he throws his head back and groans out while you mewl.

"Oh, fuck. Mmm. Yeah, it'll take. Gonna give you a fuckin' baby, sweetheart."

#task force 141 #tf 141 #141 x reader #mw2 141 #cod 141 #ghost x reader #ghost smut #soap x reader #soap smut #price x reader #price smut #gaz x reader #gaz smut

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sacharinee · 11 months

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pairing: bf!peter x reader

synopsis: peter likes having you close to him. all the time

wc: 630 ish

a/n: surprise! another one oops. im rlly bored can u tell? cuddling prompt with peter. reader is a cheeky and annoying lil shit. one office reference. i saw a tiktok about this a long time ago and thought this would be a cute idea to write about. also does anyone know how cuddling works tho?? if ur laying on ur side, do u just lay on top of the arm ur crushing on? under a pillow? idk lol. anyways i hope u like :D

there's an ache settling in your right side that wakes you up from your sweet slumber. your head lays atop peter’s soft chest, his steady heartbeat against your ears. it was what lulled you to sleep in the first place. but with peter’s body practically being your own personal heater, the warm air filling the room, and the prominent soreness resting on your side, you began to feel uncomfortable.

“pete,” you whisper.

peter is entirely unfazed. his hold on you is strong. his face is towards you, mouth slightly ajar, letting out the softest of snores and drool out the corner of his mouth. although you love your cuddles with peter, you think he could actually suffocate you in your sleep. the boy loved to sleep, especially on top of you.

your limbs are tangled together. your left leg slung around his waist, arms around his torso, while his buff arms embrace your shoulders protectively.

ever so slightly, you begin to move your leg, retreating it back to your side as you push against his body and establish a more comfortable position. you snuggle further into peter as sleep wins you over once again.

it only lasts for a second when you wake from your boyfriend’s murmurs, he seems to talk in his sleep when he whispers your name. he huffs loudly and smacks his lips a couple of times with his brows furrowed. you feel his warm hand reach for the back of your knee to bring it over his crotch.

a confused look paints your face as you gaze up toward him. he’s asleep as dead. did he really just do that? you almost laugh out loud. his quirky behavior never fails to amuse you and has your stomach going in flips. he just wants you close to him. :(

but you think you’re funny, so you test out that theory one more time, this time blatantly stripping your leg away from him.

this gets a reaction out of peter. he seems to wake when he gusts an impatient breath, “no” and grabs your knee again, forcefully holding it against him.

in disbelief, you’re unable to contain your burst of laughter as you hold yourself up with one arm and stare at him wide-eyed, “what is wrong with you?”

“ph’shhh” peter knits his brows together, his eyes shut tight with a cute pout, as he blindly brings a hand to your face and gently shoves your head back against your pillow.

“peter-” “shut up.” he feels you lick the palm of his hand, “yuck,” but he doesn’t care to move it away from you. it’s only when you swat his hand away and settle back down against him to give him peace of mind. only for a moment, though. you have fun annoying peter, almost like a hobby. he’s halfway asleep when he feels you aggressively snatch your leg away from his hold.

“y/n!” peter groans, “stop it.” this time, your boyfriend pushes you on top of him, your entire body weight lays over his while he keeps a tight grasp on you, making sure to keep your leg over his waist and your head upon his chest.

his irritation riles you up, and you’re giggling through it all.

peter’s not having it though, not at all. he heaves another deep breath through his mouth, with the same grumpy look on his face, “why are you the way you are?”

you gasp, “me?!” “yes, you.”

not done yet, you flick his forehead, “you know, you’re so annoying sometimes, pete.”

he scoffs, “oh yea?”

“yea. a total pain in the-”

peter shoves his hand against your face and into his chest one last time, “ass.”

you decided you’ve had your fun but you’re too delighted to go back to sleep. too delighted to know that the boy you love and cherish always wants to be impossibly close to you all the time, conscious or not.

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star-sim · 4 months

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say it back! ☆ jay park

☆ non-idol! bf! jay x fem! reader ☆ summary: jay thinks you're really cute, especially when you're mad. ☆ genre: fluff!! implied college! au / young adult! au , super domestic and cutesy ☆ warning(s)? nope! ☆ word count: 1.1k ☆ after supermassive blackhole i realized just how many jay stans followed me, so eat up guys 😛

It was a Friday evening. The sun was beginning to set, casting a vibrant peach-orange glow over Jay’s apartment.

With a navy-blue apron hanging loosely from his neck, Jay took in the scent of garlic chives and caramelized onions marinating in the pan. With a spatula, he popped in a lump of gochujang, stirring in the hot, red paste.

If Jay had to be honest, he spent most of his time just touching you, his girlfriend. Not in a sexual way. Any physical touch with you was more than enough. Whether it be cuddling on the couch or you clinging onto him while he did things, the intimacy of having skin-on-skin contact was everything.

On days like this, Jay was the one cooking dinner. Not-so-surprising, you were an absolute mess in the kitchen, so he took on that responsibility. You should be home soon. You had taken up an internship a weeks ago, so you had to stay just a tad later than usual.

As Jay immersed himself in the gorgeous aromas of his craft, he thought of what he should do with you later.

He could watch a movie with you, but knowing you, you would probably be all over him. He never expected you to be the clingy, needy type, doing whatever you could to snuggle up against his warm body. Jay’s lips parted before spreading into a gummy grin. He could imagine your voice:

“Baaabe,” you would whine, plopping yourself in between his legs. You would tangle your arms with his, or maybe you'd place his hands in your hair and make him play with it.

If his eyes were glued to the TV for long enough, you would pout, before peppering soft kisses against his neck. Jay would pretend to ignore you, making you whine again.

“Give me attention,” you would murmur against his ear.

Oh man, Jay felt giddy and warm inside just thinking about it.

What he wouldn’t do just to have you come home already—

The door clicked open.

“I’m home!”

Speak of the devil and you will appear.

Jay heard a few footsteps and a giggle before feeling arms slither around his torso.

“Hi,” you mumbled against his back.

Jay grinned. “Hi, Angel.”

You peeked over his shoulder, taking in the scent of his cooking. “Smells good.”

“Go wash up, baby,” Jay said. “I’m almost done.”

“Okayyy,” you squeezed his waist. You gave Jay a small peck on the cheek. You drawled, “I love youuuu!”

Jay hummed.

He heard you huff.

“I love you,” you repeated.

“Mhm.”

There’s a pulse of silence before you pulled away, leaving him alone.

When you left, he couldn’t help but smile so stupidly.

You were going to drive him crazy.

You were so cute, and adorable, and pretty, and beautiful, and gorgeous, and precious, and everything that he loved. He wanted to hold you in his arms forever and kiss you forever and be with you forever and-

How many kids should you and him have? He’d always wanted two boys and a girl, but he wouldn’t mind having more. Later down the line, when you and him got older, he’d buy you a pretty diamond ring— in fact, he’d buy you everything that you’ve ever wanted. And then you and him will get married and buy a house. Would you take his last name? [Name] Park didn’t sound too bad. People would call you Mrs. Park, and instead of calling you by your first name, Jay would refer to you as “my wife,” and—

He was feeling dizzy just thinking about it. Was he getting ahead of himself?

“Are you mad at me?” your voice suddenly said.

Jay jumped. He whipped his head around to see you with your arms crossed and a big, sulky frown.

Were you standing there the whole time?

“B-Babe, I thought you went to the bathroom…”

You shook your head.

“Are you mad at me?” you repeated. Taking a few steps forward, you turned him around, pressing him up against the kitchen counter while holding his hands together.

“Wait, what?” Jay’s brows knitted together. “Baby, where is this coming from?”

“You…” you began, averting your gaze. “You didn’t say it back.”

Jay cocked his head. “Say what back?”

You huffed. “I said I love you, and you didn’t say it back.”

You tilted your head so that he couldn’t see your pouty face, playing with his fingers. You murmured something under your breath, something that he couldn’t quite hear.

Jay stared at you for a few seconds, processing everything. And then, he threw his head back, loud bouts of laughter emitting from his lips. Every time that he would calm down and look at you, your sulky face would make him burst back into his fit of giggles.

“It’s not funny!” you slapped his shoulder, your cheeks heating up with embarrassment. When he wouldn’t stop laughing, you turned away, punching him on the arm, “You’re a jerk, Jay.”

At that, Jay immediately stopped laughing.

“Wait, I’m sorry!” Jay clasped your hands in his, pulling you close to him so that you were flushed against his chest.

You frowned.

“It's too late to apologize,” you mumbled.

Jay almost chuckled at your grumpiness, but stopped himself before you’d be even more upset with him.

You stayed like that for a few moments: Jay holding you close against the kitchen counter, fingers loosely intertwined.

Finally, Jay poked your cheek.

“Hey!”

“Don’t be mad at me, Angel.”

Your frown deepened.

Jay sighed.

Bringing a large hand up, he gently grabbed your face, bringing it closer.

“What are you-”

Jay began littering chaste kisses all across your face– he started at your cheek, moved up to your forehead, down your nose, to your other cheek, and lastly to your chin, where he teased you by kissing just close enough to your lips. He exaggerated by making loud kissy noises to further rile you up.

“Stoooooppp,” you whined, but made no attempt to resist him.

Jay let out a low chuckle. He cupped your cheeks. He ghosted his lips over yours, reveling in the way that you automatically closed your eyes and wet your lips in anticipation. He contemplated whether or not he should pull away to tease you, but decided against it.

Who was he to deny you?

When your lips met, you let out an excited squeal, squeezing his bicep. When you guys pulled away, Jay breathed against your lips, “I love you.”

“Baby...” you mewled, sliding your hands up his chest to hook around his neck.

“I love you,” he repeated himself, leaning in to give your lips a peck. “I love you so fucking much.”

You giggled softly, your breath brushing against his cheek. “I love you, too.”

#enhypen #enhypen x reader #enhypen fluff #enhypen imagines #enhypen fic #park jongseong fluff #park jongseong x reader #park jongseong #jay enhypen #jay enhypen x reader #jay fluff #jay x reader #jay enhypen fluff #star-sim #vanya-talks

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caramelcleopatraa · 2 months

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TEAR IT UP

word count: 1.4k

x: took me a couple of days to finish this. excuse any errors you see. hope you guys enjoy this <3 please comment... I love comments.

content: Roman Reigns x Aahliyah, 18+ MDNI, creampie, doggy, missionary, dirty talk

His thrusts were strong enough to knock the wind out of her. And they were, making her lose her mind in the best possible way. The fresh crescents that formed on his wrist from her fingernails were fresh as she clinged onto him to dear life. She was already dripping before he even touched her, so she couldn’t imagine the mess that she was making. Not that she would be thinking about that right now. Not when he’s in her ear saying all of her favorite things, knowing the effect he has on her. “Damn, you’re taking daddy’s dick so good.” With her face pressed into the pillows, she couldn’t see his face, but she already knew that he was wearing that smug smile, confident in his ability to give her good dick. And he always delivered. He was in complete control, moving and maneuvering her however he wanted. “Talk to me baby, let me hear you.” He couldn’t possibly expect her to talk back right now, especially when she’s face down ass up with her hands held behind her back. She stares at the empty wall, focusing on nothing but how good he is dicking her down. “I- umm- I- oh fuckk daddyy.” He chuckles to himself and replies, “I can’t hear you, do I need to slow down?”

Her eyes rolled as he milked out his thrusts, teasing her in the most agonizing way. “Noo, daddy pleasee!” He lets her hands go, but she keeps her hands in the same spot, while his hands palm her ass. Feeling him knead at her ass greedily made her wetter. “Please what?” The harsh spank that he gave her made jump, and momentarily brought her out of her haze. “Please keep going. Make me cum, I want it so bad.” Roman’s large hands left her ass, while he slid out of her, making his way to sit beside her. “Come ride this dick.” Without hesitation, she straddles his thick thighs and stabilizes herself by holding onto his shoulders. She let herself have a little fun, dragging his tip up and down her folds. His ragged breaths let her know that he was enjoying this. But those ragged breaths would become loud grunts as she slowly lowered her hips, taking all of him. He filled her up so well, and she was addicted to that feeling. Of course she was addicted. Sinking down onto him felt like heaven each time. His wandering hands grabbed her ass while her hips parted from his thighs to sink down onto him again. And again, and again, and again.

“Bounce on that dick Aahliyah. Get that nut baby.”

That was all she needed to hear.

Her hands trailed from his shoulders to his chest, pushing him down on the bed. She started to grind her hips, biting her lip at how good he felt. The long vertical mirror displayed both of them, entangled in each other. He took occasional glances at the mirror to see her ass slam down against his legs. Her juicy titties and fat ass were his to play with, and he didn't waste a second to give either of them attention. His warm tongue swirls around her nipple, emitting soft deep moans that make her go crazy. “Daddy, I need you,” she pleads, now grinding slowly on his rock hard length. He loved hearing her ask and beg. Her soft voice pleading never failed to make him hard. “What do you need daddy to do?” She whines, knowing that he knew what she wanted. “I need you to tear this pussy up daddy,” She says, staring at his beautiful chocolate eyes. His strong arms wrap around her body, leaving no space between them. He planted his feet on the bed and wasted no time pistoning his length into her. She could only scream and shake at how good he was fucking her. She couldn't escape the cage formed around her torso. She could only lay there and take it.

“This what you wanted, huh?” She tangled her hands in his hair, babbling small yesses. “Ahh shit, I'm finna cum daddy.”She was so high off pleasure. She was sure she was shattering his eardrums with how loud she was screaming. “Mhm, Get that nut mama. Get it.” His voice was everything she needed to tip her over the edge. She hid in the crook of his neck, still grabbing at his wavy black hair. His hands reunite with her ass again, harshly grabbing at her cheeks and fucking her deeper. Her eyes roll from the mind melting orgasm. His hips slow down, allowing her to come down from her high, but they were nowhere near done. He swiftly flipped her over, swapping places. She was fucked out, fresh off of an orgasm and recovering, but he was ready to dive back into her again.

“You okay?” She propped herself on her elbows, chest still heaving. “Yeah, that dick is too good.” He chuckles and stands on his knees, positioning himself in between her legs. “I’m glad you like it, ‘cause I'm not done.” She never wanted him to be done. Even when she’s fucked out like she is now, she always wanted that dick. “Looks like I got you hooked.”

He strokes himself a few times and aligns himself with her slit. “I don’t play bout my pussy.” She chuckles this time, amused at his response. “Prove it then. Prove you don’t play about this pussy.”

His tell-tale smirk let her know that her wish will be granted. Her legs that rested on the bed were swiftly hoisted into the air. “Hold them.” She obeyed his command and held her legs down, knees grazing the shell of her ear. She loved provoking him. She was a mouthy one, and he loved shutting her up. She tightened the grip on her legs as he entered her. Roman trained her to take his dick. Night after night after night, fucking her senseless until she became a pro.

He had a perfect view of her. Legs held back and out of the way, pussy on display, and that lust filled stare. His thumb works lazy circles into her clit, his dick halfway submerged in her cunt. “Please move,” She whispers needily. “Be patient ma.” Before she can whine, he lets a string of spit slowly drip on his dick. She moaned at the sight, with a stronger urge for him to move his hips. He shoves the remaining inches inside of her, making her mouth form the letter O. He remained deep inside of her for a few seconds before pulling out completely and slamming back into her. He crawled to meet her and finally gave her what she asked, jackhammering himself inside of her. He observed her expressions as he beat her pussy up. Every moan was fuel for him to keep going. “Ughh, keep fucking this pussy Daddyy, don’t stop.” Her grip on her legs loosened as she melted into the bed. “Don’t make me have to hold your legs in place,” Roman growled in her ear, making her whimper and flimsy grab at her legs to keep them in place. The sinful squelches and smacks of their hips meeting acted as background music, and she was the main vocalist. Her eyes scanned up and down his flawless frame. She had a picture perfect view of him plowing into her. And his loud grunts and groans were only bringing her closer to her orgasm.

“Mhm, take all this dick, baby.” He knew she was close. The way that she was clenching onto him everytime he pulled out confirmed that for him. “Damn daddyy, you finna make me cum.” He chuckled to himself. He could unravel her so fast, and he left her asking for more. “Go ‘head. Cum all over this dick.” She closed her eyes, letting her head fall back while she lost all control. A ring of her cum formed around the base of his cock. Roman used his right hand to lightly squeeze her throat. He was close too. His pace was slower now, but deep, overstimulating Aahliyah. His face contorted in pleasure, relishing in her wetness. “Damn girl, I'm finna come all up in this pussy. Fuck, this pussy feels so good.” He gave her a few powerful thrusts before coming deep inside of her. They moaned in unison at the feeling of the warm liquid coating her walls. They were both glowing, entranced by the intense wave of pleasure flowing through their bodies. She let go of her legs and wrapped her arms around his neck and enveloped in a passionate kiss. He pulled away panting, staring deep into her eyes.

“I told you daddy doesn't play about his pussy.”

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lovingseventeen · 5 months

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Heloooo!! Could you maybe write about how svt would hug you like what type of hug they would do and the situation?? i love you work so much!!! thanks

svt hugging their s/o

a/n: i got two requests for this so i got to writing lololol. hope you guys enjoy! also surprise post for hitting 1.7k .. would it be insane to aim for 2k before 2023 ends? what if i post more often? maybe

seungcheol:

♡ i had to do it- he’s strong enough that he’ll guide your body into his when he hugs you

♡ with just one arm too, he’ll pull you in by your waist

♡ you’ll feel his hand on your waist already turning you to face him

♡ always hugs you so tightly too, always a slight squeeze when he holds you

jeonghan:

♡ you know what they say about body language? if someone’s facing you and whatnot

♡ jeonghan is just perpetually opened up to you

♡ his hands slither around you so casually whenever and wherever - like vines around a tree

joshua:

♡ his arms are one of the safest places to be

♡ they wrap around your middle to pull you in, not allowing any space between the two of your torsos

♡ sometimes he hums as the two of you sink into each other

jun:

♡ his gestures may seem a little languid but he loves being close to you

♡ his hands have favorite places to rest when he embraces you - one on the small of your back while his other arm wraps across your shoulders and that hand rests on your shoulder

hoshi:

♡ affectionate in general

♡ wants to eliminate any kind of space between your bodies

♡ fits his face into the crook of your shoulder all the time

wonwoo:

♡ will signal a hug subtly by gently pulling your hand towards him

♡ you get so used to this too that your body automatically responds to his thumb lightly pressing into the palm of your hand to let you know he wants you to come close

woozi:

♡ hugs warmly

♡ also feel like he could be the kind to linger after hug too - where his hands sort of stay on your waist

seokmin:

♡ one of the cuddliest boys ever i stand by it

♡ loves the hugs where you’re sat between his legs so he can wrap his arms around you from behind

♡ loves to bury his face into your neck so it tickles as he gets impossibly closer to you

mingyu:

♡ being tall let’s him completely engulf you

♡ loves to rest his chin on the top of your head

minghao:

♡ i just feel like he’s such a soothing person

♡ hugs you while his hands rub up and down your back

♡ or maybe one of his hands tangles into your hair to relax you further

seungkwan:

♡ the most comforting after a long day

♡ almost as if the hug is saying “i know, come here” and this could be a message for either of you

vernon:

♡ he just wraps around you entirely - his arms wrap around your biceps and your torso instead of going under your arms

♡ it happens a lot on days he’s especially happy to see you, too eager to remember to let you hug him too (your arms are a little restricted now lol)

chan:

♡ loves to hug from behind sometimes while you’re doing things

♡ “what are you up to?” letting you do your things while he just watches above your shoulder

♡ he’s content just being there

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cambion-companion · 1 year

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could you do smutty wedding night (aemond and reader marry for love 😊) and it's of course her first time and he's super sweet and worried

I may have outdone myself with this one.

Man, you guys just flood me with amazing ideas! I decided to finally write my take on a first night with Aemond after getting married. And added some tickle and playfighting in there because he would absolutely initiate that to make his new wife feel more at ease.

Aemond x fem!reader | virginity loss | playfighting | SMUT | 18+ only

Smoke and leather.

That's what your lover smelled like, his long silken hair tangled around your searching fingers as you buried your nose in the crook of his neck.

You could hardly remember the events of the wedding; it was all a blur of laughter and color...and anticipation.

Anticipation of this moment. Escaping to your newly designated rooms, kicking the door open, fumbling to undress, too busy wrapped up in each other to care about a ripped dress or knotted hair.

You were now the wife of Aemond Targaryen. The man you had fallen for as quick as a stone drops to the bottom of a pond. He was yours, and you were his. He seemed intent on proving how much you belonged to him, especially now as he nipped at your bottom lip, pushing his tongue rather aggressively into your mouth the better to taste you.

You groaned into him, fisting your hands in his hair, pulling his harder against you as he unlaced the last fastenings that held your dress to your body. It fell in pool of white velvet around your legs, you stumbled over it, Aemond catching you and bringing you upright once more, pressed flush against him, the thin fabric of your undergarments the only barrier between your flesh and his.

Your pebbled nipples brushed Aemond's chest, he palmed a breast in his large hand, his other hand caressing the bare skin of your waist, dipping underneath the waistband of your smallclothes.

You broke the kiss, pulling away slightly, suddenly shy. Aemond tipped your downcast chin up with a long finger, his lilac eye dilated as he studied your expression. "Do you wish to wait?" He was always so in tune with your emotions, and you knew he was terrified of scaring you away.

"No, Aemond, I just...need a moment to breathe."

He nodded, standing still, allowing you to take in his half-naked form. He was a specimen; tall and straight, his lilac eye glittering from the firelight, shimmering silver hair fell down his back and over his shoulders, the eyepatch hiding the sapphire you knew to be underneath. The planes of his chest and torso were lightly muscled, defined, accentuating his lithe figure.

Aemond's eye was also roving your body. He licked his lips, the straining in his trousers evidence he liked what he saw. Aemond took a few steps toward you, closing the distance. He reached out slowly. "May I?" You nodded, and his fingers found the dip of your waist once more, tickling your sensitive skin.

You flinched away from his touch, giggling at the sensation. His eye widened momentarily, before a mischievous smile tugged his curved lips. "My wife is ticklish, is she? What a fascinating discovery."

"Don't abuse your newfound knowledge!"

"I wouldn't dream of it."

Even now you could see the intent on his face, his muscles tensing like a cat about to pounce on his prey. You squealed, trying to escape toward the bed but Aemond was too quick. He caught you, spinning you around and began to tickle you mercilessly upon your ribs and under your arms.

"Aemond!" You cried, laughing helplessly as you wriggled to free yourself from his clutches. "Aemond please!"

"Not quite how I imagined you would say those words, but I'm not complaining." Aemond chuckled, guiding you to the carpeted floor as your legs gave out.

The fur of the rug brushed against your back as you continued writhing, now pinned by Aemond's body pressed atop your own, making escape impossible, his hair brushing against your throat and chest adding to the overwhelming sensations.

All at once Aemond stilled, the torturous tickling stopped, and in its absence, you became keenly aware of his breath mingling with your own, the proximity of his lips, the way his hands gripped your hips.

"Aemond." Your voice was quiet now, barely a whisper.

But he heard.

Aemond tilted his head, his hair brushing your throat as you swallowed.

Your mouth was dry.

Your reached up, tracing Aemond's angular jaw with light fingers. Brushing the pads of your digits along the vertical scar, hooking them under his eyepatch and slowly pulling it off. The sapphire sparkled down at you, contrasting in loveliness with his purple eye. You continued touching him, trying to convey even an ounce of the adoration you felt for your betrothed...no, your husband.

"Y/N." Your name on his tongue sounded like the most ardent of prayers. "Tell me what you want."

Every inch of his body was pleading for you to acquiesce; to let him take you, claim you as his.

He waited, breathless.

"I want you, Aemond."

That was all he needed to hear. Aemond's lips were on yours once more, the heady feeling of him surrounding you, drinking you down as though you were ichor of the gods.

"Spread your legs for me."

He didn't have to ask twice, you immediately obeyed, feeling deliciously vulnerable as you opened to him.

Aemond made quick work of removing the last of your clothing, the cool air brushing over your intimate areas. You watched as Aemond sat up just enough to shed his trousers, freeing his hard member with a relieved groan.

You hooked your legs around his trim waist, wiggling slightly to position yourself for him to enter.

"You're not ready for me yet, my darling." Aemond moved off you, disentangling himself from your limbs.

He grinned in self-satisfaction as you made a mewl of discontent, quickly overcome by a moan of pleasure when his fingers found your aching cunt.

"Oh." You breathed, arching your back against the furs below, utterly disarmed by the bliss his fingers brought as they stroked your silken folds, circling your swollen bud.

"Look at me, my ember." Aemond coaxed, his voice as soft as the crackling fire. "I want to watch as you come undone on my hand."

You moaned his name, straining to touch any part of him as he sat above you, just out of reach. Aemond noticed, interlocking the fingers of his free hand with your own.

"How many fingers can you take, I wonder?" His eye flicked from your face to where his hand was working you.

You gasped as he pushed his middle finger slowly into you, unable to keep your hips from rocking against him.

"Gods. You are so tight." Aemond whispered, almost to himself. "You're going to feel so good around my cock."

Your brow furrowed as Aemond carefully pushed in another finger, pumping them into your heat, lewd wet sounds filling the room. Your cunt spasmed, the beginnings of climax already coursing through you.

"I want to feel you surrounding me when you cum." His gaze found your face once more as he removed his fingers from you. "I think you're ready."

"Please." You whimpered. "I need you inside me."

Aemond groaned, the tip of his cock already leaking precum as he knelt between your legs, pushing them open wider as he lined himself to your entrance.

"Relax, my love." Aemond watched your face for any signs of discomfort as he began pressing into your soft flesh. "Tell me if it's too much."

He was big.

You had never before experienced penetration apart from your own experimental fingers.

You raised your head to watch him enter you, his cock slowly disappearing as he pushed deeper. As aroused and ready as you were, there was still discomfort as your walls stretched to accommodate Aemond's girth.

Aemond's lips parted, his hooded eye never leaving your own. The look of bliss on his handsome face was enough to send another wave of arousal pooling in your core as he fully sheathed his cock within your soaking warmth.

He leaned over you, his chest brushing yours. Your hands came to rest atop his hips, holding him still. "Give me a moment, please."

Aemond bit his lower lip, nodding, his hair collecting in a silver pool on your skin as he kissed you. "Whenever you're ready."

It took only a few moments for you to adjust, you moved your hips underneath him to signal your desire for him to begin.

Aemond kissed you again, his breath filling your lungs as he pulled out almost all the way before pressing back into you in a fluid movement. You moaned loudly, thankful for the heavy stone walls muffling your cries of pleasure.

"Y/N." Aemond groaned, continuing to stroke languidly into you, his eye fluttering closed for a moment. "You're impossibly tight. I'm not-" Another little gasp escaped his lips. "I'm not going to last long."

His hips stuttered as your walls clenched, your legs wrapping around his trim waist, pressing the heels of your feet against his ass, trying to guide him deeper. "Aemond, please, a little faster."

Aemond took your mouth in his again, drinking down your moans as he rocked into you, setting a quicker pace, the sound of his flesh slapping against your own filled your ears, the musky scent of sex permeating the warm air as the two of you neared your climax.

"Do you feel any pain?" Aemond asked, his lips still brushing your mouth.

"No." You murmured, nipping his bottom lip. "I just feel you."

Aemond pressed his forehead against yours, rutting even harder into your heat, the wet sounds of your lovemaking growing louder as your orgasm began to take hold. You felt as though you were climbing into the very stars, your vision going white as your eyes rolled back. Aemond's teeth grazed your throat as you arched your neck, pressing your head back against the soft fur rug.

"Y/N!" You heard, as though from a great distance, Aemond saying your name over and again, his voice mingling with your own as you called for him to release himself deep within your quivering quim.

The force of your climax dragged Aemond over the edge and he slammed into you, spilling his hot seed, biting down upon your shoulder as your cunt milked him.

"Take all of me." He whispered, guiding your legs up until they pressed against your shaking chest.

Your vision refocused enough to watch as Aemond pumped into you several more times, remaining buried hilt deep until he felt satisfied his release would not spill as he pulled slowly out.

You felt bereft as Aemond's member left you, slick from your juices, his gaze upon your sex as he continued holding your legs aloft. You felt a drop of his cum begin to leak from your folds but before Aemond could react you reached down, scooping up the escaping seed and pressing it back into your warmth.

"Such a good girl." Aemond's voice was husky, his manhood already becoming hard once more. "Can you take any more?"

You brought your wet finger to your mouth, holding Aemond's gaze as you sucked the digit. "Yes."

The night had long turned to the early hours of the morning by the time he was finished with you. The both of you tangled in each other's arms, thoroughly spent. You had found your way to the bed eventually, only after Aemond had taken you upon the sofa and the dresser.

He had shown you an entirely different meaning to the term "dragon riding" and it was not without soreness you awoke the next day.

The sun shone brightly through the windows, Aemond's strong arms still wrapped around your waist, his head now pillowed by your bosom, the silver of his hair shining from where it fanned out over your bare skin.

He stirred as you stretched, opening his lilac eye and propping himself up on his arm, gazing down at you with tender adoration.

"Good morning." Aemond traced the shape of your lips with a finger before kissing you. "Or...good afternoon by the looks of it." He pulled back to measure your expression. "How do you feel?"

You had to take a moment to come up with the right word for what you were feeling. "Complete." You said at last, earning a smile from your husband.

"Allow me to indulge myself for a moment." He moved closer to you, knocking your knees apart as he pulled you flush to him by your waist.

You didn't resist, hooking your leg over his waist as you felt his ready cock now so familiar prodding at the junction of your thighs.

"Have you not been indulging yourself all night, my dragon?" You teased, your smirk disappearing as he slid inside you once again.

"I will never have my fill." Aemond kissed you sloppily, sleep still weighing upon both your minds even as he seated himself entirely within your cunt.

The stretching sensation that bordered on unpleasant last night now felt familiar and right, as though Aemond had been molded specifically for you. You moved slightly, getting more comfortable, expecting Aemond to begin fucking you into the mattress but he remained still, savoring your warmth.

You wrapped your arms around him as he nuzzled against your chest, wrapping his lips around your nipple and sucking gently. You groaned, trying to move your hips but Aemond stopped you. "Let us just be still in this moment, Y/N."

Understanding dawned and with it a new emotion altogether different from the passion of the previous night. You carded your fingers through Aemond's argent hair, savoring the feeling of his mouth and tongue on your breast, his cock warm within your walls.

Your heart swelled; this intimate show of unconditional trust was a gift from your silver prince. He was the moon of your life, the man in whom you had found home.

Your one-eyed dragon.

Your ultimate protector and advocate.

His heart belonged to you, and you would guard it with your life.

Aemond's breathing slowed.

Your own eyes, though wet from the sudden stirring of emotion, grew heavy once more. The exhaustion from the night before still weighing on your tired muscles.

Sleep took you in a dreamless embrace. You felt the warmth of Aemond surrounding you, filling you. His familiar scent and his head resting atop your chest guided you into a slumber more peaceful than any you could remember experiencing.

You were home.

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jongseongsnudes · 1 year

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fuck buddy

fwb!jay. 0.6k.

“and where do you think you’re going?”

you had just spent the last ten minutes struggling to get out of jay’s hercules-style built arms without disturbing his sleep, yet the moment you got off the bed, he miraculously woke up. as if right on cue.

“i have class at 9, i need to leave soon or i won’t make it,” you throw him a quick smile and begin gathering your clothes that were embarrassingly enough, sprawled across his bedroom floor after last night’s activities. this seemed to always happen whenever you’d let jay take your clothes off so perhaps you should do it yourself from now on.

“come here.”

“hm?” you look up from where you were to find the man exactly how you left him. with eyes closed and legs tangled amongst the white sheets.

“i’m not going to repeat myself. hurry. up.”

his threat has you rolling your eyes but nonetheless, you begin making your way over to his side of the bed anyway.

“what do you want mr park AHH-” your words turn into a scream when jay grabs your waist and pulls you onto the bed, immediately wrapping his arms and legs around your body to pin you down. “pa- park jongseong!”

“it’s my day off so you’re not going anywhere. we’re gonna sleep, fuck, shower, fuck, eat, sleep, fuck, eat, fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck in the shower-”

“wow i see where all your priorities are,” you smack his arm and attempt to push him off, a playful frown now dawning your expression at how stubborn he was being, “seriously jay i need to go, you made me skip this class last time too. i’ll stop by after-”

“obviously it’s not important enough if you skipped last time too,” he moves to hover over you with ease, his bare, toned torso now on full display in front of your eyes. your thighs naturally rub against each other to the mere sight, a reaction the boy definitely noticed with the way he’s smirking so shamelessly. and you don’t even blame him… he knew the grip he had over you.

“yeah jay but-”

his lips were on yours before you could even finish, cutting you off with a gentle kiss. reaching up to cup your cheek, jay makes sure that your entire attention is on him before he leans in to kiss you yet again, this time even softer than the last. you could feel him smiling against your lips, something that always secretly tugged on your heart strings.

“stay. please?”

it was always times like these that made you want to run away and hide forever, to hide from this soft park jongseong who made your heart beat a hundred times faster. everyone who knew park jongseong as the football team captain, would say that he’s scary, outright dominant, not someone to be messed with. only you got to ever see this other side of his and this fact truly scared you.

especially because you were already so close… to breaking the very first rule of every beneficial relationship. no strings attached.

“okay… but- but just this time.”

“hmm we’ll see,” he hums, his lips curving into a grin as he settles back down on the bed and pulls you closer, hugging you tight against his body. you could feel his lips press onto your forehead, the peck though quick was enough to have your heart fluttering yet again for your fuck buddy.

end.

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toiletwipes · 7 months

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(i promise you) i will | clinic!wilbur

~1k words. / heyyyy this is all @drop-of-void doing. a little gift for them. and a little gift for you. thank you @sleeby-anon for proofreading <33 [siren trips into your home and makes the switch to be wilbur and lies in your bed, waiting for you to come home. he needs you, desperately. 18+, oral (with him receiving)]

He had slipped in through the window, no doubt covered in bruises all over his torso and he hissed as he took off his Siren clothes- the trench coat, the blue sweater, the voice modulator and the fucking blindfold- and stuffing them under your bed and slipping under the covers. You still didn't know and… it's not that he didn't think you'd understand. Plus, this, being tired and sleepy after a long day, you understand the feeling well.

You'd understand and you wouldn’t kick him out. You always told him to make himself at home, hell, he had a key.

(Whether or not you'd ask for the key back once you find out is another altogether that keeps him from sleeping at night, what keeps him from telling you.)

Not to mention that you'd be home soon too. He's so tired, he shivers in the cold blankets as he waits for you. Aching for your warm touch and attention.

Sure enough, when he woke up, you were sitting on the side of the bed, smoothing his hair out of his face. Smiling down at him. "Was wondering when you'd show up, you up for dinner?" And he shakes his head, unable to form words under the sleepy spell he was under, lifting the blankets so you'd get in. Thankfully you got the hint and he heard the tell-tale sound of shoes hitting the floor before the dip in the bed deepened, warmth spreading over him as your arm draped over his waist. The touch alone at his waist, especially with his shirt riding up so you were touching skin- it sent goosebumps to his arms.

"Wilbur, you're freezing." He sighs in soft hums, not even realizing how close he'd gotten, how he shoved his leg between yours and his face was in the crook of your neck. You're so fucking warm, how was he supposed to just let go and sleep on one side of the bed? By himself? Criminal. "It was that bad?" Flashes of the day behind his closed eyes had him curling around you tighter.

"Do you want to just sleep orrr..?" You trailed off, your fingers come up to tug at his hair and he couldn't help the shiver when you tugged a little too hard.

He didn't say anything about how hard he'd gotten after that, just let you hum as you ran your fingers through his hair, sorting out the tangles. He wanted to be inside of you but his insides were all gooey and he didn't want to move but god he is hard and you are so warm.

It was an accident, moving your hips and legs so that way your front was pressed against his erection. You stifled a laugh while he groaned. "Want me to take care of that for you?" And he didn't say no but he also didn't want to say anything. He wanted you, completely, though.

He nods.

You hum as you untangle yourself from him and telling him to stay up there, to use the safe word if he doesn't want it anymore and then you disappeared under the covers. It was getting warmer by the second but you paid it no mind, pushing his shirt up enough so you could kiss the hair trailing down his stomach. You could feel his cock twitch against your chest and his tummy trembled under your lips.

You kiss him all the way down to the band of his sweatpants, pulling it down to fish his cock out. Hot and heavy in your hand, you press a kiss to his shaft, getting to work in coating it with your spit. You're grateful Wilbur's especially sensitive now, his little gasps and whines make your own stomach burn with need.

At some point, you move to take his head in your mouth, sucking on it as your tongue covers the slit over and over and tasting the bitter pre. You could feel his hand covering his mouth, fishing the sheets and you couldn't go without hearing your boy. So while you took his hand into yours and guiding it to your head, you decided to sink your mouth even lower, hollowing your cheeks. You can feel his breathing heavy under you, can feel the vibration in his covered moans. You can feel him begging without speaking at all.

You come off of him, moving the sheets off of your head and seeing your boy red-faced and looking well and truly gone, his freed hand covering his mouth. You swing your legs over his, straddling him as you continue to stroke him. "Baby, I need you to tell me what you need."

His eyes squeezed shut as you tighten your fist around his cock, picking up the slow pace.

"Need- need you." You hum, slowing down again.

"I'm right here, baby, what do you need from me?"

He couldn't say it immediately so you let go of his cock, letting it smack against his stomach and shirt all wet. You lean down and kiss his temple, "Tell me what you need from me, d you want me to suck you off, want me to… fuck you, or something else?"

(He's so tired but with you so close, and he's so hard, he needs you so bad.) Coming out scratchy and soft, he begs for you to suck him again. You nod, sliding down his body and keeping eye contact when you pull his cock back into your mouth. His hand shakes as he reaches for your head, trying to bite down his moans and failing as you take him farther and farther into your mouth, swallowing around the head of his cock.

He cries your name, repeatedly as you work your hand around what you can't suck, taking your time as you listen to him beg. It's incoherent babbling and whining and it's so hot, it makes you squeeze your thighs together.

A little after your jaw begins hurting, his hips start twitching and your name falls faster off his lips and he tries to get you off but you sink your mouth further and further till your nose is pressed against his pubes. You blink past the tears and swallow again and again, moaning with him as he starts to jerk under you. And then his cock jerks inside of your mouth before spurting his come down your throat. You swallow as much as you can. And even after that, you wanted to keep him in your mouth a bit but with his hand patting your head, you came off. His cheeks, thoroughly red, and his eyes barely open to see you, he welcomes your kiss greedily, soaking in the attention you give him.

"Did so well, love. You did so good for me." You praise him, dusting his cheeks with feather-light brushes of your fingertips, watching himself close his eyes and try to bring you down. You giggle under your breath, "gonna clean you up and then we can sleep for a bit. Then we need to eat after." He nods and sinks further into your bed. It makes your heart swell as you get up and head to the bathroom. Taking care of him- you love doing it. You love him.

And yes, you saw the bruises under his shirt, it scares you. Deeply. You want to know who is hurting him and it kills you not to ask but you trust that whenever he's ready, he'll tell you. You trust him.

#wilbur soot x reader #wilbur soot x you #wilbur soot x y/n #c: wilbur #eggplicit #c: wilbur soot #tw smut #wilbur soot smut

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leviismybby · 11 months

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Klara! I haven’t chatted with you in forever! Was wondering if you could do an argument that leads to makeup sex with Levi? I don’t trust myself to do it justice lmao.

Hey Bee! Sorry this took some time love but I hope you like it!💕

Levi Ackerman x fem!reader

Nsfw 18+, mdni, makeup sex, rough sex, because it's Levi...hehe

You and Levi didn't fight often but when you did, it was about something serious. However this time, you got fed up with Levi acting as if you're a child, always thinking that he knows what's best for you and preventing you from going out on missions.

"Last time you almost got eaten! Do you have a death wish woman?!" Levi rarely raised his voice, especially at you but he felt like it was the only you would get the message, he was scared of losing and wouldn't know how to live with himself if something were to happen to you.

"I'm a soldier Levi just like you! This is what I sighed up to do! What's not clicking in that thick head of yours!?" Your voice started to raise more as you talked to him. It was impossible to get him to change his mind once he has it set on something.

"Not the point here (name). What if you die?" Levi doesn't raise his voice, he sounds genuinely concerned. "Levi, I won't. You always overthink and get overly protective!" You say, your voice still raised.

"I am overthinking for not wanting you to get hurt? Are you serious?!" His voice is now louder too, he is getting more pissed at you by the minute.

"Yes, you are! You know what..." Grabbing your coat, you put it on. "When you cool down, come find me." You were about to walk out but Levi grabbed your wrist, turned you around and pinned you to the wall.

"You're not going anywhere..." His voice is low now and you can tell that he means those words. You look at him in the eyes, still a little upset with him. Levi kisses you before you can say another word.

As much as you want to push him back, you can't. His lips are like honey against yours, your arms wrap around his neck and you kiss him back passionately.

His hands move down to your hips and he grips them, harshly. This was your warning, he won't be nice to you, he is still mad at you. Just because he has a weak spot for you doesn't mean that he'll let you off easy.

You moan against his mouth as he sucks on your tongue, he is quick to start undoing your coat and throws it on the floor as he take a of off of you.

Tapping your thigh, he signals you to jump and you do wrapping your legs around his torso. When he pulls away from the kiss, he bites on your lower lip. "You're such a part sometimes do you know that?"

Levi lays you on the bed and every piece of your clothing finds itself on the floor soon. You're completely naked and he is still dressed fully, you tug at his shirt but Levi pins your hands down.

"Levi...no fair..." He scoffs as your voice becomes whiny. "No fair? You're not fucking fair baby." He bites into your neck harshly making your breath catch up in your throat.

After he leaves a few bites on your neck, he kisses over the bite marks he left on your neck. He lets go of your hands and looks at you. "On your knees." His voice is stern and demanding.

You do as you're told and slid down on your knees in front of him, unzipping his pants and pulling his underwear down eagerly. "Fucking.... trying to act all tough but you still want my cock un your mouth so bad that you forget the fight we had.."

You lick the side of his cock, tracing his veines with your tongue. Levi watches you with half lidded eyes, biting the inside of his cheek.

His fingers tangle in your hair and he gives you a tug, you out your mouth around his head and swirl your tongue for a little bit before lowering your head, taking him into your mouth.

He hisses and throws his head back as you bob your head up and down slowly on his cock. "Mhhh" You hum as you try to take him deeper, not enough to gag but enough for your mouth to feel full.

"Yeah? You enjoy this don't you..." His voice is so rough, it's turning you on even more and your hand slips down your body. You touch yourself as you suck his cock.

The side of Levi's mouth quirks up, he watches you and pushes your head down further until you gag on him. His grip is sharp on your hair. He bucks his hips into your mouth making you gag on him repeatedly.

Levi feels himself start to reach his orgams, he halts your head and starts fucking your mouth as his high approaches. Not long after that, you feel his load shoot down your throat.

With a few more gags, Levi pulls your head back and you swallow his cum, all of it while looking him directly in his eyes. "Good girl. Did you swallow it all?"

"I did, captain." You lick the side of your mouth, trying to catch your breath. Kissing you deeply, Levi pulls you up on your feet and pushes you down on the bed.

The warmth of his body, is comforting as he lays on top of you. Your hands are grabbing onto his shirt, you want it off of him. This time, Levi listens and pulls his shirt over his head. He is quick to kiss you again.

"Want you inside...." You mumble against his lips and he pulls back. "You'll get me, baby. It'll be my apology for acting like a jerk earlier." He kisses down your jaw, neck until he reaches your breast and put a nipple in his mouth.

You squirm under him slightly, your sweet voice reaching Levi's ears. He swirls his tongue around your nipple for a bit before he kisses back up. "You sure you don't need foreplay?"

"No...I just want you inside, please.." Smiling slightly, Levi kisses your forehead as he aligns himself with your entrance, even tho he didn't do much, you're so we that when he enters you, your pussy adjusts to him without any struggle.

He holds you tightly against him as he starts thrusting in and out of you, his lips kiss at your neck as his hips move. "Mmhh I love the way you feel.." You whisper in his ear.

The pleasure Levi brings you is always an amazing experience, it's like your body responds to his every touch and word. Only Levi can do this, no one else.

His cock starts pounding into you faster, harder. It's like Levi rembered the little argument you two had earlier as he puts his hands around your neck and squeezes.

"Levi! L-levi!" You choke out and his eyes only narrow, he starts snapping his his faster into you, his hands still wrapped around your throat. "What is it huh? Not complaining now are you?"

He lets go of your neck and presses down onto your stomach as his cock hots every possible deep spot inside of you. You whimper, your hands gripping the sheets when Levi lifts your hips up slightly to push his cock even deeper into you.

"Wait Levi...slow down!" Those words only make Levi fuck you faster. "No. You're clearly enjoying it and can take it.." His hands leave your stomach and he grabs your hips, feeling your pussy clench around his cock.

"Fucking- you keep fucking clenching." He grots his teeth, Levi knows that you're close by the way your head throw back against the pillow, he covers your mouth with his hand.

"You're too loud, baby." Kissing your cheek, his thrust slow down and you cum aprund his cock, Levi follows shortly after, filling you up with his cum.

"Get on your stomach." He whispers against your neck and you look at him. "Levi...I.." Gripping your jaw, he narrows his eyes. "What did I say? On your stomach now."

You do as he says and turn around to lay on your stomach. Not long after that, Levi takes your hips, lifts them up and puts a pillow under you.

Without another warning, his cock enters you again. He takes your hands and pins them behind your back as he starts fucking you like crazy. The moans leaving your lips are noisy, you wouldn't be surprised if others heard you.

The grip Levi has on your arms is strong as he thrusts into you. "You love this yeah? Look at you.." He can't stop looking at you as you whimper into the sheets, the wet noises of your cunt only lead him on more.

You're thankful to the pillow, your legs are shaking like crazy, your body feels used and weak but Levi doesn't care. He just keeps fucking you.

"So pretty...so fucking pretty.." He growls, taking your hair as his other hand still holds your hands down. Levi pulls you up a bit so that your body is acrhed and kisses the nape of your neck before biting. "You'll always let me fuck you like this right? No matter how mad you are at me..."

"Yes! Yes! Yes! Oh fuck Levi! There!" You yell feeling his cock hit your cervix, it's weirdly painful but you feel nothing but pleasure. "Cum baby. Cum" He nibbles on your earlobe as you cum.

Your body drops onto the bed, Levi still thruths into you roughly but not for long. He pulls put this time, painting your back in his cum and then drops on top of you.

After a few minutes, he brushes your hair from your face. "Am I forgiven?" You chuckle. "Yes...yes you are.."

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bas-writes · 6 months

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nonsexual acts of intimacy ↬ cuddling in a blanket fort

❧ itadori yuji x gn!reader | cw: aged up character, a little bittersweet aftertaste to it ❧

"Aren't we a little bit too old for this?"

The pile of blankets, strategically spread over chairs next to the heater, billows and heaves from side to side until Itadori's head pokes out from between the folds. When peeking at you like this, from below, his eyes seem even bigger and sadder, giving him a perfect kicked puppy look.

You've been together for quite a long time and you're still not sure whether it's just his charm or he does it on purpose.

"You can't be too old for a blanket fort, Y/N." He pouts, disappointment in his voice almost palpable. "C'mon? I have snacks?"

The fact Itadori put so much time and effort into building this…living room-clogging monstrosity is on its own begging for you to cave in—but it's not the best of your days. You missed the stopover and had to wait outside in the worst weather possible, exposed to vicious wind and a disgusting mix of rain and snow. A hope for a fresh and dry change of clothes and a sofa to sprawl on have been keeping you sane on your way home.

And you've returned to…this.

"Popcorn with butter?" Itadori spreads the blankets further, showing the nest he's prepared inside. "Lots of butter."

Delicious, warm aroma hits your nose and melts your grumpiness in no time, "You know how to seduce me."

Itadori has exceeded himself, you realize once you crawl inside, on all fours, like a child, careful to not bump into fragile construction. There are pillows, piled into a fluffy bedding, yet another blanket already wrapped into a pocket just waiting for you two inside, and a whole mountain of your favorite snacks and sweet drinks. There's also a laptop, placed on a mini altar built of books and probably all of the fairy lights you've gathered in your apartment. It's blindingly bright and almost too hot—but once you caved, you simply can't resist the atmosphere.

Your boyfriend's muscular arms quickly find your middle and pull you into his lap, your legs soon tangled together under the blanket. He's warm and addictive with his strong hold—and yet, the back rest he provides with his torso is so soft you feel like drowning into his embrace. Dry clothes and sofa? This is what you have been looking for all day long, from the cruel, unpleasant dark morning to the ordeal of taking a commute mids moody November weather.

Itadori, feeling you nuzzling close into his body, embraces you tighter and kisses your temple before setting his chin on your shoulder. His touch is strong and secure, tight in that perfect, cozy way that comes to mind together with a perfectly matched weighted blanket. But there's an anxious possessiveness behind it, the bitter aftertaste of his past chasing you even in sweet and innocent moments like this, when you snuggle under the blankets, not like adults, but more like kids who barely discovered dating.

Maybe he's aware of it, maybe not. Regardless, you just can't stop yourself from sneaking your hands around his, softly caressing his scarred knuckles.

"Hey, what's wrong?" As always, it's you first in his concern, his own thoughts and needs far behind many things listed in between the two of you. "A bad day?"

"Well…it could be better. But let's just forget," you let him play this scenario. You always let him. He puts you on his altar and you gently lead him from this position into comfort he needs.

He kisses the crown of your head, leaning towards the laptop. "Any movie requests for tonight?"

"Anything but those disgusting horrors of yours, please."

a/n: yuji deserves all love and softness, especially now T^T i saw the prompt and i immediately thought about him. he's an adult in this drabble but he still loves sweet and childish moments like this

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froggibus · 5 months

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Underneath The Tree - Genji Shimada

Pairing: Genji Shimada x fem! Reader (reader uses fem pronouns + has a pussy)

Genre: smut/NSFW

Word Count: 1.2k

Summary: Genji returns home from a mission just in time to see the decorations you’ve put out—and help you thoroughly enjoy them

CW: smut, very soft fucking, praise, unprotected sex, p in v, creampie, overstim?, oral (f! receiving), fingering, fucking under the Christmas tree

merry christmas trogs. I don’t have much to post today but here’s a quick one about fucking Genji underneath the Christmas tree. most of this was written a while ago but some of it I finished like five minutes ago. not edited so sorry <3 love you guys. happy holidays

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Though you were used to Genji being needy after coming home from a mission, today he was insatiable. He comes through the door, throwing his bags onto the floor of the entrance and stumbles towards you.

You’re excited to show him the Christmas decorations you’d set up while he was away—especially the Christmas tree decorated in glittering lights. Of course, as soon as he reaches you and wraps his arms around you, the Christmas tree is long forgotten.

He plants a soft kiss to your lips, intertwining his body around yours. You reach up and tangle your fingers in his dark hair, tugging him closer to you.

You pull away and grin at him, “hey, baby. How was it?”

The groan that escapes his lips tells you everything you need to know. You reach up and fiddle with the strings on the black sweatshirt he’s wearing. “That bad, huh?”

“You have no idea,” he leans in for another kiss. “I’m so glad to be home. I’ve missed you so much. “

You use his collar as leverage to tug him back into you, “I’ve missed you too.”

His lips meet yours again but this time the kiss is deeper, rougher. He’s needy, you can tell that much. Any ounce of self restraint has left him, replaced only by what he’s needed for the past week without you.

You slip your hands down his chest, fingertips slipping under the hem of his sweater. Cool metal and warm skin meet your hands, the feeling so familiar it makes you relax instantly.

You tug on it, breaking the kiss and lifting it up over his head. You toss the fabric to the side and run your hands across his chest. You’ve missed this, having him around to hold and touch and play with.

Genji moans slightly when your hands ghost across his skin, lips moving away from yours and down to your jaw. He’s intoxicated by you, needy and never getting enough no matter how many times you do this.

“Maybe we should take this to the bedroom—“ you say between whimpers at the way he’s nibbling on your neck and jaw.

“No time,” he mumbles against your lips. His hands slip under your thighs to pick you up and lay you down on the floor, “this is fine.”

You giggle slightly. You’re laying down on the floor, your head and torso underneath the Christmas tree. The pretty lights behind Genji’s head illuminate his head like a halo.

“You’re so pretty baby.” He sucks marks onto your neck, fingers reaching under your shirt to fiddle with your bra.

You gasp when he manages to get his hands under the cups of your bra, running his thumbs over your sensitive nipples. You buck your hips against him, whimpering.

He pulls back from you, tugging your shirt and bra off in one swift motion. “So pretty,” he presses kisses to your chest, “my pretty baby.”

You’re flustered from his words, skin burning under his touch. You need him, maybe more than you ever have.

Genji presses his knee between your legs, digging it into your throbbing core. You whine for more, shivering at the vibrations when he laughs against your chest.

“N-need you, Gen,” you whine. “I need you so badly.”

Genji smirks, pulling back from your chest. He tugs off your pants, dipping a finger down to run across your panties. His finger is glistening when he pulls it away.

“Fuck,” he moans, “you’re so wet for me baby.”

You bite your lip and nod frantically, desperate for more contact. He pushes his finger inside of you through your soaked panties, the sudden intrusion making you cry out.

He pulls out and rips your panties off, brushing his thumb over your clit. He parts your thighs wider, making room for his head to fit. You can feel his hot breath on your sensitive skin, taunting you.

He looks up at you through those pretty lashes, cocking his head to the side, as if waiting for you to say something. You look at him pleadingly, and that’s all it takes for him to dive in.

You whine, thighs clenching around Genji’s head and eyes rolling back. His tongue laps at your throbbing clit and collects all of the slick that drips out of you. There’s something about way he has you laid down underneath the Christmas tree, your head resting on the tree skirt. The thought of it alone is almost enough to make you cum.

“Taste so good,” he mumbles into your pussy.

You whine and throw your head back, blinking away the tears. You haven’t even came, but waves of pleasure roll over you, threaten to overstimulate you before you even start. You clench your fists and curl your toes as your orgasm approaches.

Genji senses this and works faster, pushing two fingers into your drooling hole and working you open. He grazes his teeth ever so slightly against your clit, just enough to send you over the edge.

You whimper, thrusting your hips against his face. You squeeze your eyes shut, fire flooding through your body. Through the tears, you look up at the tree. The Christmas lights shimmer above you, blurry from the pleasure.

Genji cradles your head just as his tip prods your entrance. “You’re being so good for me, baby,” he mumbles, “think you can cum one more time?”

You shake your head. If this time is as intense as the last, you’re sure you’ll pass out if you cum again, but at the same time your pussy is aching. Desperate to feel him inside of you.

“That’s my girl,” he grins, slowly pushing his way inside of you.

After all this time, he still fills you perfectly. Your pussy stretches around his cock and when he bottoms out, you whine from the sensitivity.

He presses a sloppy kiss to your lips, giving you a second to adjust before thrusting into you. He starts slowly, desperate to feel your walls clench around him.

You reach up and claw at his shoulders. It’s all you can do to keep yourself conscious, your pussy fluttering around his hard cock.

Your own whines start to sound far away, echoing off of your ears. Your head is so fuzzy that everything feels like it’s happening to someone else.

You wrap your thighs around his waist, beckoning him closer. “G-Gen,” you whine, “I’m so close! Please I—“

He picks up his pace, fucking into you harder now. He reaches down to play with your clit, your cunt absolutely gushing onto him and soaking his cock and thighs.

“Hang on baby, I’m almost there!”

You try to hold on but one more harsh thrust forces you to come undone. Your muscles seize, tears pool at your eyes, and your juices drip out all over him.

Genji thrusts a few more times before pushing all the way in you, warm cum spurting inside of you. He relaxes against you, letting his cock pump you full.

He lays his head on your shoulder. “I’ve missed you so much.”

You can hardly speak, only nodding in response. He laughs at your state, kissing your shoulder.

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selfishdoll · 8 months

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NOW PLAYING…. ALL I NEED

As long as you say my name every time I break you off

MEAN DOM! KASHIMO HAJIME

bestie & i hc that kashimo was a mean dom anyway, i mean look at him?? but i didn’t make him mean enough in this one.. also don’t know if this counts as a oneshot or drabble & idc (i do)

cw: mean kashimo (he’s sweet at the end), ooc (sorry), rough sex, manhandling, etc. mdni. unedited, please excuse typos & grammatical errors.

the dynamics in the bedroom was never a discussion when it came to kashimo hajime. the god of lightning was always dominant; no matter the time of day, position, or mood. even if you happened to be on top, his hands were gripping your waist lifting you up and off his cock with a smug grin. the man didn’t give his position up easily and loved to meet your challenge each time you attempted to top him.

unfortunately for you, he always won.

not this time though. maybe he was in an especially generous mood or maybe for once the reckless, battle thirsty sorcerer wanted to be lazy. either way, when you declared you could leave him a blubbering mess— you were surprised to see his eyebrows raise in amusement and watch as he walked over to your bed.

his large form laying across it, hands tucked behind his head. waiting oh, so patiently.

with nothing left to hold you back, you got right down to it. and you were doing good for the first twenty-minutes too. circling your hips teasingly, watching as the man’s arms twitched; struggling to keep his hands off you. you even got a few vocal groans from him, watching his thin eyebrows pinch close from the pleasure. everything was going just as you wished.

until, you reached twenty-five minutes.

your legs were shaking at this point, strong bounces turning into pathetic drops. hands clenching his torso as your chest rose up and down heavily. lifting yourself up once again, you whined stiffly, another feeble drop escaping you. finally, your heavy lidded eyes moved to your lover’s face; slick lips pulled into a pout;

“haji..” you whined softly, nails grazing his skin. your eyes took in the bored expression covering his handsome features, head tilting up at you.

“ah.. getting tired aren’t you?” hajime spoke, bored expression lifting into a sick simper. the man adjusted his hips; them rising from the bed for a moment — grin deepening when a high pitched moan escaped you — and dropping them back against the sheets. “was doing so good too, what a shame. couldn’t even keep your promise.” the sorcerer mocked, a hand finally moving from his head.

you shivered as his calloused fingers treaded across your warm, mocha colored skin; tracing the stretch marks that lined across your hips. in one swift motion his fingers curled into the curly end of your braids, tugging, watching you arch and moan loudly. he rose from his previous laying position, pressing hot open mouth kisses against your throat, hand rising to cradle the back of your head.

“hajime..”

“mmm..” hajime hummed back, dragging his canines across your sensitive skin just to hear you whine. his free hand traveled to place a bruising grip on your hip, slowly guiding you to grind against him. “can’t even get yourself off without my help.. how pathetic.”

the harsh words went straight to your pussy, walls clenching around him as you whined. your arms wrapped around his neck, fingers tangling into his long cyan tresses as he rose his hips again, ramming up into you. “hajime—!”

“yeah.. i hear you.” the sorcerer spoke against your skin, leaning to rest you onto the blankets. his hands trailed to your thighs, gripping the undersides of them and pushing your knees up to your chest. you would groan softly at this to which hajime softly shushed, leaning down to press a kiss to your chin. “you wanna cum, don’t you? then just lay there and look pretty.” his hips pulled back as the words entered your mind, flicking them forward to ram his cock right back into your pretty cunt.

your eyes rolled back from the treatment, uselessly gripping his arms as he set a bruising pace inside you. your speech was jumbled; feeble sputters of his name falling from your bruised lips. hajime enjoyed it far too much, lips pulled into a grin that almost looked permanent. his sharp eyes glanced between the two of you, watching the way his cock disappeared into your pretty pussy; the way your walls clung to him as if refusing to let go.

his hands released your thighs, coming to your lower back and lifting your hips. you nearly screamed at this new position, feeling him ram into your g-spot with each thrust. your hand reached to his waist, attempting to signal it was becoming too much. hajime gave a gruff chuckle at this, leaning down to your ear. “too much? you want me to stop?”

“mm—!” you panted, attempting to focus on his face despite each thrust throwing you deeper and deeper into ecstasy. “n—no! please don’t—“

“move your hand, then.” was what he whispered back, already bruising pace quickening inside you.

you were lost at this point, trapped under the pleasure kashimo hajime was giving you. your body twitched, lips hung open as you released honey sweet moans— you were a mess. his mess.

you clenched as you felt your end approach, attempting to tell him but your words only coming out in incoherent babbles. but.. he knew all to well what you were saying. clear in the way he released a hip to reach between you, thumb rolling tight circles onto your swollen clit.

you were pushed over the edge, back arching as you gushed all around him; tainted his thighs, and the bed sheets with your essence. you panted heavily, feeling his hips stop and his body come to hover over you.

“right here.. focus here.” hajime murmured, grabbing your face gently. the man swore softly as your pretty eyes fixed onto his face, leaning to press a soft kiss between them. “good girl.” he spoke, feeling your warm hands trace his arms.

“you didn’t cum yet, haji.”

“who said i was done with you?”

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kisakis-boyfriend · 7 months

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May I request something with dragon Freminet? I’m not… entirely sure how do to this, but a friend introduced me to the concept and it won’t leave me alone now. Dragony boy, like Neuvilette- or maybe Yanfei would be a more apt comparison, for a part human one. Something soft if possible? Headcanons or some sort of scenarjo

Dragon Freminet

Pairings: Freminet x reader

Warnings: GN!reader, Dragon!Freminet, all fluff + a tiny bit of hurt/comfort

Genre/Format: Fluff; Headcannons

Author's Note: Oooohh Dragon Freminet is a cute idea! I took a few liberties with his design, though he is still depicted as mostly human. I hope you enjoy these, anon :3

Please check my blog title to verify whether requests are closed or not! Thank you!

Cryo Dragon Freminet who's such a sensitive soul. He's only capable of partially understanding human emotions, though when he does feel them they hit him hard. Overwhelming waves of sadness, joy, despair, anxiety, or love that empty his mind of anything else

Oftentimes you're the only person who can help him deal with these emotions. Helping him through bouts of despair or profound sadness, sometimes prompted by insignificant things such as accidentally dropping something. It's enough to bring forth a flood of tears from the poor boy, but you're more than willing to help him

You'll reassure him of his worth, tell him over and over again that he is not a failure. Remind him of how strong he is while cupping his freckled cheeks, kiss his pretty lips and nose until that smile that you love so much comes back

Dragon Freminet who is the biggest cuddle monster of them all. Especially when he has a loving partner to cuddle up with! He basks in your warmth and comfort whenever you're kind enough to indulge his needs. With arms wrapped around his torso and your legs tangled with his, resting underneath his favorite blanket that his Father gifted him, Freminet purrs from deep within his chest

It's a deep rumbling unlike anything else in this world. The content (or distressed/threatening) sounds of an elemental dragon can influence a human's emotions, causing the human to either feel complete relief and safety or fear/terror, if the dragon is threatening them

Dragon Freminet who's embarrassed by your endless stream of compliments about his draconic features. You ask him to open his mouth a bit so that you can catch a peak of his terribly sharp fangs, carefully tapping their points with the pad of your thumb as you admire them. Or staring into his gorgeous blue eyes, memorizing the swirls of multiple colours mixed in

Even finding the time to coo about how cool his true form looks! While Freminet is quite small compared to other dragons and dragon adjacent beings, he is massive compared to humans, easily towering over you like a god. You stare up at him during one of the rare moments when he actually reveals his true form, wide-eyed and unable to move in pure awe at the sight of your boyfriend before you

Dragon Freminet who adores winter activities, as most of them make him feel connected to his element, cryo. He begs you to play in the snow with him, or to teach you how to ice skate! You do have to remind him that your human body can't withstand the cold in the same way that his can though...yours needs breaks to warm back up unless you want to get sick...

And Freminet will happily oblige, bringing you back inside and hugging you tightly to help you warm up. He'll breathe on your icy hands and envelope them within his own, covering your fingers with his until your skin is pleasantly warm. If he's feeling particularly bold Freminet might pull you closer and breathe down your neck, hot puffs of breath that cause you to warm up incredibly quick, especially your cheeks

Dragon Freminet who keeps multiple hordes of items. Collecting different mechanical parts and scraps that catch his eye, broken down gardemeks, gears, and children's toys that are no longer on the market. He also has a more intimate horde of things related to you in some way. Things that you give him, trinkets he thinks you would like, even a few things from your past that you gifted to him specifically for this collection. These things are his most precious treasures, besides you of course. You'll always be his number one treasure 💙

Reblogs are extremely appreciated <3

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lorkai · 9 months

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.⁠｡⁠*⁠♡ A/N: Apparently I wrote this at like three in the morning, but I have no recollection of it lmao. Enjoy???

Lucifer would never admit it but he absolutely loves your cuddles, especially when he's working late - and you could always use the same threat to make him come to bed, saying you won't cuddle him to sleep and even for him that's a cruel punishment. The thought of your warm arms wrapping around his torso, pulling him closer as he rests his weary face on your neck and breathes in your scent, is simply divine. It's irresistible. And demons cannot resist the irresistible.

Lucifer melts in your cuddles whether he's the big spoon or the little one, he doesn't care about anything but being close to you other than the peaceful feeling of his heart beating in time with yours. He feels at peace with you, like no problem is real or difficult enough that he can't solve it, like he's still an angel learning to fly - it's hard to explain, but it's so good it almost brings tears to his eyes when he lies awake with you on top of him, arms and legs tangled together, wondering what he did to you to deserve you.

The best nights of his life are with you. He tends to mumble and whisper in his sleep, but he doesn't have nightmares anymore, not when his presence is like a light source and saves him from it. And he feels dizzy whenever he wakes up in your presence, whenever he feels your warm body in his bed, Lucifer loves you so much and he feels melting like jelly, loved and small and appreciated.

He feels like he's been hit by cupid's arrow - that's how much he loves you. And he wouldn't trade that for anything.

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priestessame · 1 year

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No thoughts just brainrot about BF Getou making you cum on his fingers while you watch anime together (⁄ ⁄•⁄ω⁄•⁄ ⁄).

Fem! AFAB reader Minors DNI

Non-weeb boyfriend Geto who finds it so cute that you wanna watch your weird cartoons with him. He doesn't understand much of it, half because they each have like a 100 episodes and half because he's too lazy to read the subtitles.

But he doesn't mind if its with you. Especially when you ask him so nicely, ofcourse he's gonna say yes <3

Geto recommends you two watch it on the tv in the living room instead of his bed as usual. You don't really mind till the time you're watching what you wanted. So if your boyfriend wanted to watch Monster musume on the couch instead you didn't think much of it.

He made it pretty and comfy as he spooned you on the couch, wrapping your soft blanket over your bodies as you snuggle up next to him. Ya know, to get all comfy and cozy.

Gosh he loves how you babble about your favorite character, pointing at scenes you like and giving him random trivia. He touches you out of habit, his fingers idly brush up against your waist, massaging circles into your skin.

He loves how warm your body feels against his and he cant help but touch you more the moment he feels your skin. His fingers slide under your shirt cold fingertips brushing against your torso. It sends goosebumps down your spine and you groan.

You squirm from the touch, turning your head to look at him. Geto just clicks his tongue, pressing a soft kiss in your hair as you pout, "You'll miss out." he says, his breath tickles your ear and you feel your core throb with excitement. The gruffy texture of his voice makes you squeeze your legs together tighter, but he pries them open, his fingers digging into your soft thighs.

In the moment you feel trapped under his weight, your body being toyed with as he kneads your thighs and ass. Warmth pools between your legs and you find yourself getting more and more distracted, "Sugu-"

He nips the shell of your ear and you shuffle a yelp. You bite into the blanket trying to muffle your voice. "Eyes on the Tv sweetheart." he says, "I don't want my roommates to get any wrong ideas." Your stomach twists at his words, both Shoko and Satoru were still at the apartment and could potentially walk into the living area any time.

He groans deeply in the crook of your neck, you pin your eyes on the tv screen biting down on the blanket harder. The hard bulge of his erection presses into your lower back you can feel the heat radiating off him through the thin fabric of his sweats. You can't tell what is going on in the episode anymore.

His breath fans your neck as he glides his knuckles over your slit. He loves how fucking wet you get for him, your pretty clit already hard, begging him to play with you. Your body squirms under his slightest touch, when traces your sloppy gushing entrance, you buckle and he cant wait anymore. He slides his finger inside you, groaning as your gummy walls swallow his digits. You moan pathetically into the blanket and it just makes him want to fuck you harder. He is mean when he gets like this, making you edge over and over until your crying and begging him for release.

Even now he pounds his fingers into you ruthlessly, you're in near tears from how rapidly your pleasure is building. He is annoying good with his fingers, spoiling your poor cunt until you couldn't take it anymore. His fingers curl deliciously, stuffing you full as he pulls your first orgasm. The coil in your stomach snaps and you gush around his fingers.

You pant as you come down from your high, feeling the thin sheen of sweat over your body and the blanket tangled between your legs. The anime continues to play before you and Geto's arm around your torso loosens. He presses a quick kiss on your forehead, his thumb still drawing lazy circles on your sensitive bud.

"Why don't we watch another episode?"

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