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churipu · 2 months

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OUTFIT CHECK 𓆝 ⋆｡𖦹°‧

ִ ࣪𖤐 featuring. gojo satoru, nanami kento, iatdori yuuji x reader

ִ ࣪𖤐 warnings. jjk men being in love with you.

note. i'm back! i managed to fit in writing this in the middle of my midterms, i just finished my qualitative research paper for the midterms and i have 3 more take home exams to do. i hope you like this piece <33

𝐆𝐎𝐉𝐎 𝐒𝐀𝐓𝐎𝐑𝐔

you stood in front of the mirror, shifting your body from side to side, eying your reflection from different angles. raising a brow, you heaved out a soft sigh — before eventually twirling to face gojo who had been sitting on the edge of the bed. his icy blue eyes had been gazing at you for as long as you've been standing in front of the mirror against your reflection.

"'toru, do you think i look—"

gojo hushes you, putting a finger onto your lips, shutting you up immediately, "no, you don't look bad, and no your outfit doesn't look weird. you look beautiful," he rattles with a small smile.

"but i just feel like something's wrong with my combination," you said, stepping back to disperse from his finger, "like something's out of place. i just don't know what . . ."

gojo slipped an arm across your shoulder, turning your body to face your reflection, "i don't see anything wrong with your outfit or you, baby — you're really pretty . . . and i look pretty amazing too," he winked cheekily at the mirror, kissing the side of your face.

the male had been sitting on the edge of the bed, paying attention to you analyzing your own outfit for the past fifteen minutes. twirling here and there, stepping backwards and forwards cluelessly. the male didn't see anything wrong with your outfit or you, in fact, you looked absolutely stunning in his point of view.

his comment made you break a small smile.

"is this top too revealing?" you turn your back to the mirror, revealing a slight peek at your fragrant s/c skin.

"baby, baby," he scoffs, "i'm the strongest, i can fight, you know? and you look beautiful in that top, you should wear it often, yeah?" his slender fingers grazes over your exposed skin gently, sending shivers down your spine.

a string of laughter escaped your throat, "i love you, you know that?"

the male leaned in and pressed a kiss to the tip of your nose, "i love you more. no complaints."

𝐍𝐀𝐍𝐀𝐌𝐈 𝐊𝐄𝐍𝐓𝐎

"do you think the top suits the bottom?" you asked nanami after changing into your third pants of the day — brows furrowed in frustration as nothing seemed to be clicking.

nanami raised his eyes from the book he had in his grasp, "you look beautiful," he complimented yet again for the third time.

"kento, how am i supposed to pick an outfit when you keep complimenting them all? help me pick one, will you?" nanami didn't understand why you were insistent on the 'mismatched' outfit (at least you think it is).

but in his eyes, everything seemed well-matched. he'd say it's a 11/10 for your ability to match these outfits of yours, "how? you look beautiful in them all."

groaning out, you raise two bags. a black and sage green bag, "pick one."

nanami inspected the two bags and then looked back at your outfit briefly, "the sage green one would fit perfectly with your outfit now," he pointed.

"okay. how about a jacket, do you think i'll need one?" you questioned, rummaging through the closet, "you always have a hunch of what i'd feel, it's your judgement."

he pondered your words for a bit, "take a jacket. forecast said it's going to be cold tonight, i don't want you getting sick."

you chuckled and bobbed your head, "right. anything else i should bring?"

"pepper spray."

"check."

"be careful, yes? call me if anything happens," nanami whispers, standing up from the bed — initially he wanted to come along with you to meet your friends. but he thought that he'd be a bother to you so he stopped himself from asking, "i love you so much."

"i love you more," you kissed his lips, to which he returned.

"let's drop you there, hm?" nanami grabs your hips, giving your flesh a slight squeeze, leading you out of the house.

𝐈𝐓𝐀𝐃𝐎𝐑𝐈 𝐘𝐔𝐔𝐉𝐈

"y/n, do you — oh, wow."

yuuji stood, a hand on the handle of the door he just opened and another on the doorway. his jaw dropped at the sight of you, his partner.

you stood in front of a mirror, blinking cluelessly at his reaction. not knowing whether it was his surprise because of how good you looked or the other way around, "yuuji? do i what?"

yuuji blinked himself back into reality, entering the room mutely, his back leaned onto the shut door, "where are you off to?"

shaking your head you gazed back at your reflection, "i'm just mix and matching for a hang out with nobara tomorrow, does this look funny?"

he shook his head harshly, "no, no, you look really nice! really pretty," yuuji honestly said before inhaling, you quite literally took his breath away.

"really? the color suits?" you asked, pinching the shirt you're wearing, "is the pants a bit too short?"

yuuji stood still, "no . . . you — wow, you just look so pretty y/n. i don't know what else to tell you . . ." he whispers, entranced by your figure as he detached his back from the door to approach you.

mustering out a smile, you gave him a hug, "thanks yuuji, you're the best."

he nuzzled his nose into your hair, "you're so beautiful," yuuji mumbled before kissing the crown of your head.

all of a sudden, yuuji pulls back, his face stern and a frown on his face, "how come you're going out with kugisaki and i'm not invited?" he asks you, narrowing his eyes.

"baby, i promise it's just me and her. i'll get you something special on the way back and then we can watch movies? your pick." you pinched his cheeks gently.

"any movies?"

you nod, "any movies."

"okay! deal." yuuji beams out, kissing your cheek.

#jujutsu kaisen #jjk x reader #jujutsu kaisen x reader #jjk #jjk fluff #jujutsu kaisen fluff #fluff #gojo satoru #gojo fluff #gojo x reader #gojo satoru x reader #nanami kento #nanami fluff #nanami x reader #nanami kento x reader #itadori yuuji #itadori fluff #itadori x reader #itadori yuuji x reader

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privitivium · 1 month

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mmmfgh perverted stalker,,,

stalker gets caught rummaging through your stuff and is very apologetic!!

yandere!sub!stalker x dom!male!reader, nsfw, harrassing stalker, good boy mentions

you had to have known,,, you weren't that daft, right? he wanted it to be a surprise, originally - him showing up, but he just can't help himself,,, leaving little gifts behind in your home to send messages that he existed... you had to have known, right?!!

ㅡand you did - of course you did! you liked the thought of someone watching you - the thought of someone being that much of a depraved freak to watch you jerk off in your humble abode all splayed out... you, who purposefully leaves the blinds open,,, to the window that gives a full view of your spread legs and erect cock being lathered in your spit coated hand to whoever is peering in,,,,...

he wanted to get caught !! that's exactly why he shows up on such a busy day... and he's so happy,,, so happy that he gets what he wants. so happy that he so carefully tracked your schedule,,,, you, walking in on him inhaling your dirty clothesㅡmanhandling him in defense ㅡ ignoring his whines and nearly sobbing excuses of how much he loves youㅡexcuses that were utter bullshit. your darling little stalker 'mastering' the art of manipulation... it's not gonna work on you...,,,,

you heave, inhaling sharply with your groin pressed against his squishy,, round ass,,, keeping him trapped against your wall with his arms held behind his back - such a lewd position, so easy to take advantage of him,,, you knew him. he's your little friend who frequents your retail job - a familiar face you always recognized amongst the sea of crowds,,,, always bothering you and making passes at you,,, what a gross little freak.

"you gonna be a good boy, stranger?" smug. handling your very much dangerous stalker with very little cautiousness as you push his face into the wall,,,, "are you gonna be a good boy for me?" you cooed sweetly, blowing gently into the shell of his ear n relishing in the way he trembles and whorishly presses his ass back into your cock with such animalistic moans,,,

"f-fuck, yes - i'm gonna be s-such a good boy just - fucking put it in-!" begging for you to fill him up - make him feel full with your cum, make him gag on the tip of your cock with how fucking deep you reach in his taut, painfully stretched hole,,, anal plug teased out,,, stretched and ready for use,,,

ㅡthat's how he likes to treat himself... a poor man who so desperately wants to be branded your 'cumdump'. watching the camera feed of you in your home while bouncing on a silicone cock and stroking his overtly sensitive prick at a desperate pace. always... stalking you with a hand in his pants,,, and anal plug buried deep inside him-! and now to finally ㅡ to finally touch you, to have you touch him-!! shitㅡplease don't mention the sporadic wet spot of cum...

hand keeping his wrists together,,, your free hand grabbing a fistful of his hair - tugging his head back with little care whilst keeping your erection buried in his ass... the sight of his saliva glossy lips parted and eyes nearly rolling back fueling your depravity as he needily shoves himself into you, rubbing his ass onto your cock,,,

"that's not how good boys talk..." you scold quietly, and he shivers. you were so... softspoken,,, a complete contrast to how you're reprimanding him and grinding your erection into himㅡmaking absolute sure that he feels how hard you are,,, how needy you are to use your stalkers' holes,,,, even more needy as he is?,,, mumbling about breeding him... dumbing him down with your cock to keep him hostage as your little houswife to pump full of your cum into his ear,, not that he'd mind in the slightest,,,??,

#x male reader #x top male reader #x dom male reader #top male reader #dom male reader #amab reader :3 #amab character :3 #sub male yandere #i have another draft very similar to this its my favorite nnfgh

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rierice8 · 4 months

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Am I pretty?

Just some drabble cuz I really wanna get railed by dan heng while I’m in a skirt even though I’m a guy…fuck thats so hot- (new not-so-new kink???)

Warnings: feminization, use of princess, good boy, slut and doll, creampie, described as rough sex

Word count: 866

Dom!Dan heng x sub!male reader

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You walked out of the bathroom, covered in a blush. Your boyfriend had thrown you carelessly a bag full of clothes he bought for you in belobog, which you only realised was some lingerie and a miniskirt after you agreed to try it on for him.

That dirty minded fuck.

As you walked out of the bathroom with nothing but the lingerie and the small pink skirt on, Dan hengs face was, unsurprisingly, still stuffed in his book.

“Ahem…” you cleared your throat to get his attention. Dan heng just hummed before answering,

“Let me finish this page.”

You scoffed before walking to him and snatching the book from his hands.

“I got all dressed up in your perverted outfit and I have to wait till you “finish this page?” No fucking way. Look at me. Am I pretty?”

He laughed lightly as he looked over your form. The way the see-through lace bra laid over your flat chest, or how the skirt was barely covering your ass, how your abdomen was fully on view for him, along with the rest of your thighs and chest.

“Hmmm…is my princess feisty?”

He chuckled with a smirk.

“Yes, though, you’re very pretty, I’m glad I thought of it.”

You just blushed and furrowed your brows.

“Huh…? I…thanks uh…just shut up and fuck me then! It seems like thats the purpose of this outfit anyway!”

You huffed as you crossed your arms. Dan heng just smiled and ran his hands down your chest, pulling you down to sit on his lap on the edge of the bed he had been sitting on before. You just followed his lead, sitting on him as he lifted the bra strap ever so slightly before letting it snap back against your skin.

“Good boys don’t demand for things, they beg.”

He said into your ear as you moaned a bit from the sting.

“Fuck—fuck uh- Plea-please? Please fuck me? Please Dan heng, please?”

You begged as you tugged at his pants. He was still fully dressed and you were left in such a slutty outfit.

“Hmm…maybe…are you all prepped for me or do I need to do it,”

He asked in a whisper. Fuck how did he know that you’d already gotten off earlier today before he returned?? You bit your lip.

“Uh…a…a bit. Earlier…”

Dan heng smirked as he kissed your neck, before biting it, causing you to moan out.

“Mmh, perfect, then I wont bother.”

You swallowed hard, sure you’d done it but it’d been a couple hours, maybe it’d be a good idea to—

“Don't think baby. You can take me just fine like this, yes?”

You nodded eagerly, forgetting all your prior thoughts as you saw him unzip his pants and drop them to the floor, his boxers immediately following.

“Fuck- I need it please Dan heng…”

You whined as he pushed your panties to the side, running his hand along your cock for a bit before he lined himself up with your ass.

“W-wait- what about—”

“The skirt stays on.”

He said as he started pushing in. You moaned loudly at the stretch, it stung a lot but it could’ve been worse. You were both too desperate to have spent any longer to begin with.

“F-FUCK! Shit that- shit that's good…!”

You moaned.

Dan heng finally buried his cock in your ass fully, waiting for you to give him the sign to move. After a couple of seconds you nodded and he started moving. He didn't bother to start slowly, holding you by the waist and pulling you back down on him to make your hips meet his own as fast as he could. You threw your head back, moaning loudly.

“Shit!! Shit shit shit that's- mmh!! too much!!”

You whine out in between moans as he railed into your ass.

“You’re such a pretty slut like this, getting fucked in your brand new skirt? You’ll get it all dirty, princess”

He whispered into your ear as he kept his erratic pace.

“Mmh!! Fuck! I bet you were—NGH!—thinking of this all day—fuck!!”

You managed to get out through all your moans, trying to tease him despite slowly getting your brains fucked out.

“You know me too well…all I’m ever thinking of is you in a pretty skirt getting stupid on my cock,”

He grunted as he reached his hand to your ass and squeezed it. You whined a bit at how rough he was treating you. It was just too much for you. His nails digging into your skin as he moved to make out with you, kissing you hard and shoving his tongue into your mouth, biting your lip and swallowing all your moans.

You clenched around his cock but it didn't slow his pace at all, only making him speed up and fuck you harder.

“S-shit Dan heng!! I-I’m gonna cum— I can't—!!”

You moaned out as he grunted and thrusted harder, hitting you right in your sweet spot, making your face scrunch up as you came hard on his cock. A few thrusts after, Dan heng came inside you. You hummed at the feeling of being full, it was always the best when he came inside.

“Oh don't think we’re done yet, doll. I’m gonna fuck your ass all night.”

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jjongslutz · 7 months

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— plumber!jake x (kinda)perv!reader mdni.

plumber!jake (tiktok link) who comes over to check up on the new shower you had installed. compared to the last mechanic that came over, who was much older, jake isn't what you expected at all. he's actually.... really attractive.

the way he carries himself while checking every inch of the bathroom, making sure everything is right in place. you insist on staying by him with the excuse of "wanting to learn along" but it's really to stare at his arms flexing as they twist a knob to test the water pressure, or push against the wall to measure its sturdiness.

"i'll just try out the shower head, and then i'll be on my way." you frown at his words. is he really leaving so soon?

luckily for you, he miscalculates and ends up spraying himself entirely. "shit!" he exclaims.

"oh no," you say with faux-concern. "do you want an extra shirt? i'm sure my roommate wouldn't mind if you borrowed his."

jake wipes his face. "are you sure?"

you smile sweetly. "of course."

you rush to jay's room hoping he won't notice one of his shirts missing. he's always buying new ones anyway, he probably won't be bothered if he even realizes it at all. when you come back to the bathroom, you toss him the shirt and pretend to back away to give him some space.

meanwhile, you're only flushed against the wall, staring back at him through the mirror which gives you the best view. god his abs. he must workout even outside of his job.

your hand trails down your stomach naturally, your eyes glued on the scene unfolding in front of you. jake flicks the shirt a couple times before pulling it over his head, but you don't mind the delay — it's what you're here for. watching the way his muscles flex as he pulls the material up and over makes your cunt grow warmer, so you rub delicate circle over your clothed core to soothe it.

"what are you doing?" his voice snaps you out of your daze.

"i'm– uh, i'm—"

"were you watching me get changed?"

yes! "no! i wasn't!"

jake raises a brow at you, unconvinced. "you know," he says with an unrecognizable tone, but it makes your insides twitch. "if you wanted to see me shirtless, you could've just said so." his teasing isn't over as he chuckles at the sight of you. he can clearly tell it's so much more than just seeing him without his shirt.

you squeeze your legs together, completely giving yourself away.

that's his call to step forward, grab the back of your head, and smash your lips together. his tongue runs over your bottom lip, so you open your mouth to welcome it inside.

you moan in harmony into the kiss, panting against each other while your hands messily grab on each other's clothes. you grab the hem of the shirt he just put on and pull apart from him just to rip it off of him. he does the same with your blouse.

"fuck, you're beautiful," jake whispers, his eyes respectfully focused on your bare breasts. opting out of wearing a bra was a good idea. jake's hands go to squeeze them, using his hold as leverage to flip you around before guiding you to position you against the counter, facing yourself in the mirror.

drool drips from your lips, your cheeks are flushed and sweat soaks your forehead. heat danced beneath the skin of your waistline as jake's hands make their way to pull down your pants and panties.

you wiggle your hips in anticipation and he chuckles at them. it works to make him move faster, though, because the next thing you hear is his belt unbuckling.

instinctively, you turn your head to look at him pulling out his hardened cock. jake's hand interrupts you admiring him as it forces your gaze to meet his.

"since you love to stare—" jake roughly grips onto your hair, pulling your head up so you can make proper eye contact with your reflection. "—you're gonna be a good girl and watch yourself while i make you feel good. got it?"

you nod impatiently, ready to bend at his will just to feel him inside of you.

after everything, you're just hoping your shower breaks down again. any excuse to see him (his dick) again.

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iheartjameshetfield · 7 months

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CAN WE GET A SLASH AND JAMES THREESOME VISUAL 🚨🚨🚨🚨🚨

YES WE CAN 🚨🚨🚨🚨🚨

i’m not even gonna bother with how they got into this situation and just get straight into this story, buckle up.

james was standing by the edge of the bed, palming himself through his boxers while slash grinds himself against your naked cunt behind you on the bed.

you were practically panting like a dog, almost begging for james’ and slash’s cocks to be inside you in any way. you grind back against slash as you place kisses on james’ shaft over his underwear.

“god, she’s so fuckin’ eager to be stuffed” james would cup his hand over your jaw, forcing your mouth open with his thumb as you already start to suck on it.

“she’s a slut, is what she is. she’s fucking dripping down her thighs.” slash comments, unexpectedly gathering your wetness with his fingers, causing you to gasp.

his hands connect with your ass, spreading them open so that he can easily sink into you with a breathy moan. james was quick to pull his underwear down, slapping his dick against your face as you pathetically open your mouth, needing him to fuck your face.

“oh, you want it?” he basically mocks you, laughing as your eyes beg.

he wastes no time to fuck that cute mouth of yours, easing himself in. you gag, quickly pulling yourself off of him to cough.

“don’t be a baby. you can take it.”

he grabs a fistful of your hair and shoves you over him, not caring about your protests to give you a minute to breathe as you gag and splutter, your drool making a mess over his balls as it drips down his thighs.

both slash thrust at the same time as if they want to meet in the middle, causing you to feel so full. slash rests on his heels so he could have a better view of your pussy swallowing him up, making him shudder.

“you love being our little cockslut? huh? fuck yeah you do, can feel you squeezin’ me, shit.”

slash reaches around and starts to rub tight circles on your clit, stimulating you. you writhe underneath them, your moans vibrating through james’ cock, adding to his pleasure. for a while, he helps you bob your head over him, but then he just can’t handle it anymore.

he grabs your face with his hands, thrusting relentlessly into your mouth, using your throat as a fleshlight. your thighs begin to tremble, not being to handle any more as you start to feel a familiar knot in your abdomen.

“she’s close, i can feel it.” slash comments, causing you to nod your head in agreement as james continues to use your mouth. “gonna cum so deep in you, yeah?”

you start to fuck back against slash, needing your release. slash speeds up his ministrations on your clit, determined to get you and himself to each other’s climaxes.

“come on, pretty girl, cum for me.” you moan at his words as you shatter, your sticky cum trickling down as slash fucks you through your orgasm. his own rips in when you clench him repeatedly, the tightness making it hard for him to hold back as he cums in hot spurts inside of you.

james can feel his own orgasm approaching, a certain tightness becoming to much for him to hold in. you pushed your face into him, your nose against his pubic bone as he stills inside you. he brings his hand to your neck and quickly strokes himself through your throat, bringing him to his orgasm as he empties his load into you, his cum sliding from your lips.

you bring one of your hands up to james’ thigh, squeezing it as a way to tell him that you couldnt handle it anymore and that you needed a break.

as much as he didn’t want to, he pulled away as you fall into a fit of coughs, your body giving out as you lay limp on the bed. you let out tiny humps to help you with your aftershocks as you calm down.

“thank you” you croak out, your voice coarse from the throat-fucking

“oh, we’re not done yet.” slash claims as if it were obvious, causing you to let out a dumb ‘huh’

“come on. be a good girl and turn around for us.” james orders as you stare at him dumbfounded.

slash pats your thigh to hurry you up. with trembling thighs and shaky arms, you manage to push yourself up, turning around so that you’d be face to face with slash’s hard cock and your ass would be facing james.

james delivers a harsh slap to your ass, causing it to turn a bright pink as you whine. slash gathers your hair into a makeshift ponytail as he guides himself into your mouth. your jaw hurts from when james had used you just moments ago.

you take a deep breath through your nose when james slips into you so easily, your cunt not being able to handle anymore friction, but they didn’t care. you were there for their pleasure and their pleasure only.

you let them use you since you really didn’t have the energy to stop them. you swirl your tongue around slash’s tip as you deep-throat him as you shoot him your best puppy eyes look, causing him to groan and curse.

“oh, you can do better than that. faster.” slash commands.

this catches james attention. he leans over you, his chest on your back as he moves your head over slash’s cock, matching it with the speed of his thrusts.

“atta girl, just like that.” he praises when he lets go of you, seeing you continue to pleasure slash this way. the smacking of your ass against james’ thighs and the wet sounds coming from your cunt is what spurs them on.

with each thrust, james goes harder, determined to make you cum again. you feel his balls slapping against your clit, causing your second orgasm to approach you even quicker than before from the overstimulation. your repeated moans and whimpers sends slash into a frenzy, feeling him twitch in your mouth.

he quickly pulls out, stroking himself over your face as you stick out your tongue. you and slash’s moans mingle together, the two of you racing to see who’ll finish first.

the both of you cum in hot spurts, you over james’ cock and slash on your face and tongue. the sight was enough to send james over the edge too. right before he cums, he pulls out to flip you on your back, wanting to mark you.

he forces your thighs open as he strokes his dick over your soaked pussy, your cum-covered, fucked out state sending him over the edge. he watches as his cum blends perfectly with yours’ and slash’s from previously, spreading your folds to watch them leak out.

“so fuckin beautiful.” james compliments.

“you did so good for us, yeah?” slash would trike your hair as you attempt to calm down.

i feel like it was such an abrupt ending but what more can i add? 💀

I NEED THEM

#metallica #james hetfield #james hetfield metallica #james hetfield smut #metallica smut #james hetfield fanfic #james hetfield x reader #asks and replies #gnr #guns n roses #slash #slash gnr #saul hudson #slash smut #gnr smut #saul hudson smut

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bubbleebubz · 6 months

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HIIIIIII

okay so maybe spencer x fem!reader and their at the office and maybe reader wears a new perfume and like he gets hard and goes to the bathroom to ✨jerk off ✨ and reader goes to check on him cuz he’s been in there for so long and like they do it in the bathroom ?

-🌸

HIII THANK YOU SO MUCH FOR THE REQUEST!!!! I hope you like it! (I did reader AND spencer POV if that's ok?)

Delicate delight

15++

~Warning~ smuttttttt😊😊, male masterbation, swearing? Oral sex (male and female receiving) orgasm denial, "good girl", Boner alert ⚠️

READER POV

"Hey Spence, I'm going to be late coming to the office, I'll be there in 20" I say into my phone, rushing out of the shower.

"Ok Y/N, hurry though we have a lot of paper work to do and I don't want to be here all night" He chuckles deeply into his phone.

"Yes ofourse, im the flash!" I say teasingly before hanging up the phone.

I hurriedly put my work suit on, flared black pants with a white button up, and a black sweater.

I I brush my hair and I dont bother doing my full make up routine, just putting on mascara and lipgloss.

I grab my keys and look around my apartment, making sure I didn't forget anything.

MY BAG!

I think to myself, speedily walking to my bedroom, grabbing the bag off of my desk, before looking over at a new perfume I got a while ago, I never bothered using it due to never being home usually.

I open the box and reveal a pretty pink bottle in the shape of a heart, i spray a few squirts on me, the scent being a delicate vanilla, putting the perfume into my bag before leaving to go to the office.

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SPENCER POV

I wait impatiently at my desk, trying to focus on the pile of reports on my desk, groaning in frustration.

Where was Y/N?

He thinks, looking at his watch, as he does so Y/N walks through the door, exactly 20 minutes after she had hung up the phone.

God she looks beautiful- well she always does ofcourse but today something is just different.

"Your make up looks good today Y/N" I say with a soft smile, making her blush. "I only managed to put mascara and lipgloss on, time crunch" she says. "I like it" I say, turning back to the files.

She walks by him, her delightfully delicate scent filling his nose, sending blood straight to his hardening cock.

Oh God not here, I bite my lower lip, keeping myself from letting out any noises. She pulls up a chair infront of his desk.

"Okay, how many files are we looking at here Spence?" She asks.

God her voice. The way she says my name. She has no idea that I'm fucking hard under the table right now.

"I- um, about 32?" I estimate.

Me and Y/N decided to take everyone's report and do them on our day off, everyone was home taking time off but us.

She nods at my answer, leaning over me to grab a pen, giving me a perfect view of her cleavage.

God she was going to be the death of me.

My pants become painfully tight, after just 15 minutes of working in silence, with only little conversation.

"Hey, I'm going to go to the bathroom, I'll be right back" He says smiling.

I shut the family bathroom door, before leaning against it, letting out a shaky breath. My hands go down to my pants, undoing my belt and pants, rubbing my hard cock through the confines, pulling them down including my boxers just enough to get my dick out, I stroke my cock a few times, spitting on my hand, before finally jerking off at a steady pace.

___________________________________________Y/N POV

Spencer has been in the bathroom for about- I look down at my watch- 24 minutes now.

I get out if my seat, wondering to the bathrooms to check to make sure he was alright. I get infront of the door when I hear it.

He was groaning?

I knock, "Spencer are you alright?" I ask worriedly.

I hear a bang. "Y-yeah I'm fine, sorry!" He yells out, his voice wavery.

"Spence I'm coming in" I say, opening to unlocked door, I freeze in my tracks.

Oh.

"Y/N I can explain I swear-" before he can finish his sentence, I walk in, shutting the bathroom door, locking it behind me.

I walk over to him slowly.

"What are you doing?" I ask innocently.

He puts his hard throbing cock back into his pants.

"It's not what it looks like" he says, face as red as a tomato.

"So you weren't jerking off in the family bathroom?" I ask with a slight smile.

"I-" He pauses. "Yes. I was, I'm sorry, your just so.. so perfect, and your perfume did something to me" He explains guiltily.

I smile slightly, a blush appearing on my face.

He walks towards me slowly, causing me to shrink under his gaze.

I look up at him with doe eyes.

"Why didn't you leave Y/N?" He asks, voice deeper than before.

"I-" i begin to say, but get cut off by his lips on mine. He pulls away quickly, making me whine.

"Do you want this Y/N?" He asks, hands on my waist and eyes gazing into my own.

I nod.

"Words, love" He says, making my knees weak.

"Yes sir" I whimper.

In an instant his lips are on mine again, he lifts me up, setting me on the counter, standing between my legs. I can feel his covered erection pushing against my thigh.

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SPENCER POV

Her lipgloss tasted like vanilla, making it all the more harder to stop kissing her, my hips rutting against her clothed cunt causing her to moan in need.

I slowly begin to unbutton her blouse revealing her black lace bra, making me groan. She removes my own button up shirt, and begins to pull my pants down, not needing to unbutton them, due to the fact they never were done back up after she caught me.

I take her bra off, along with her pants, leaving her in her panties.

I get on my knees between her thighs looking up at her hungrily.

I put her legs over my shoulders and kiss her clothed cunt before ripping the thin material off before diving right into her soaking pussy.

I groan against her clit, wrapping my lips around it, savoring her sweet essence. "Taste so good baby, so wet for me" I growl, making her moan louder. I slide a finger into her, slowly fucking her, before adding another one, curling my fingers to get her sweet spot.

"Gonna cum Spence" she sobs out a moan, but before she can release, i pull my mouth and fingers away, causing her to whine in frustration.

___________________________________________Y/N POV

Just as I was about to cum he pulled away, causing a loud whine to fall from my lips.

I feel tears prick behind my eyes from the edging.

I look down, seeing his cock again, not realizing how big it was.

My eyes widen and mouth drops, "c-can I suck it?" I ask, referring to his throbing cock.

He nods.

I get off the counter and get on my knees infront of him, eyes glued to his cock, tip red in need.

He puts my hair in a make shift ponytail, holding it with his hand.

I stroke his cock slowly, looking up at him through my lashes, before licking the precum from the head of his cock, taking his whole tip into my mouth, sucking and licking sloppily, he groans out, making me moan around him, taking him further into my mouth, wanting to hear those hot groans again.

I play with his balls, taking him down my throat, deep throating him and gagging around his cock, spit and precum pooling down my chin.

"Gonna cum baby" He groans out, but before he can, I pull off, giving him a taste of his own medicine.

He groans in frustration, I stick my tongue out teasingly.

He pulls me up, setting me on the counter once again, before lining up his cock with my wet folds, slowly pushing in.

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SPENCERS POV

I enter her soaked pussy, groaning at the feeling of her warm slick walls sucking me in.

She clenches around me, whining at the intrusion.

God she was so tight.

"Gonna be a good girl and take my cock baby?" I groan out, the pet name making her walls flutter around me, causing me to chuckle.

I slowly start to move, shallow gentle thrusts before she eggs me to move faster.

"Fuck Spence" she moans, nails digging into my back as I pound into her, feeling her walls clench around me.

"Gonna cum" she whines out. I reach down and rub her clit, holding her hip with my other hand.

"Do it baby, cum around my cock, want to feel you." I groan out, feeling my own release approaching fast.

She cums around my cock, walls fluttering around me.

"Gonna fill you up baby, going to cum in your sweet little tight pussy" I groan before releasing my load into her, my head falling onto her shoulder, he hands in my hair.

I look up. "You ok?" I ask worriedly.

She nods frantically. "Never better" she smiles out.

#dom!spencer #soft dom!spencer #spencer reid smut #spencer reid x reader #spencer reid x reader smut

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t-r99 · 6 days

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Soaked

Shidou Ryusei x reader

warning: smut

wc: 917

Shidou is such a needy, whiny, pouty fucking bitch, but he's your needy bitch.

"Pay attention to meee!" He whines childishly and rocks you back and forth. "Come on, I've been training all day but all I could think about was you so pleeease." He leans against your back and puts his arms around you, kissing the side of your neck.

"Did you shower when you came home?"

"Oh, I took a quick shower after training then came home." He says, not thinking much about it.

You scrunch your nose in disgust. "Gross." You mutter and stand up, grabbing his wrists and tugging in order for him to follow.

Shidou, confused, blinks in question. "Huh? What did I do?" He asks, letting you drag him with you.

"You're taking a shower."

"I am?"

You offer a sly little smile, eyes darkening with desire. "We are taking a shower."

Oh, fuck yes.

Shidou's eyes widen for a moment before he smiles wide and quickly yanks his wrists out of your grasp so he can lift you up instead. "Well why didn't you say that to begin with?" His strong hands squeeze your thighs hard as you lock your legs around his waist and he smirks. "You little minx."

He's quick to carry you to the shower and too eager to bother with clothes. "Ryu, wait a sec-"

Nope.

Shidou smushes his lips against yours and pushes you against the shower wall. A hand reaches out blindly and he feels around for a moment until he finds what he's looking for, and it makes you break the kiss and exclaim in surprise. "Ryusei, we're still dressed!" You laugh out.

"And?" He grins wide. "Makes you look hotter, you know." Shidou's eyes trail down to take in the sight of your soaked shirt clinging to your body like a layer of skin. You look delicious, he wants to devour you.

His sweatpants feel much too tight like this, soaked in water on top of straining to keep his cock in.

It feels like his entire body is throbbing, unbearably so. "Been thinkin' 'bout you all day," Shidou groans. "'bout how I'll fuck you today, and how I'll do it next time, and the next and the next."

You can feel him against you. Damn clothes. "You here to fuck me or just talk about it?" You ask.

"Oh," He smirks. "don't you worry your pretty head," Shidou lets go of your legs and lets you put your feet down. "I'll fuck you real good."

He doesn't care about being clothed or naked. The only thing that matters to Shidou is having you turn around so he can pull your pants down just enough to get a perfect view of his favourite thing in the world.

He teases you, much to your disappointment, by putting his cock between your thighs and telling you to press them together. "You have no idea how much I want to fuck you."

"Th- Then do it already." You whine with need. It's not fair that he's fucking your thighs and ignoring everything else.

Shidou is too busy grabbing handfuls of your ass to process your words. The tips of his fingers dig into the soft flesh and he spreads your cheeks and takes a sharp breath. "But it feels so good," His face feels warm. "they're so soft." He moves his hands down to the sides of your thighs and squeezes tight.

He could fuck your pretty, plush thighs and paint your skin white all day long.

Shidou leans down and brushes his lips against the shell of your ear. "You want my cum, don't you? You want it so bad you can't take it, huh?" He whispers and moves a hand between your soaked bodies and pushes two fingers inside you but it's not enough.

"'nside," You're desperate. "I want it inside."

Those words are almost enough to make him burst.

Shidou pulls his fingers out. His cock aches with need as he leaves the warmth of your thighs. "Inside . . . right here, yeah?" He's being an asshole about it, barely even prodding your hole. "Want my cum deep, deep inside, don'tcha?"

"Ryu,"

"Yeah, baby?" He kisses your shoulder. "Tell me."

"Please . . . Please, give it to me."

Fuck, he can't take it anymore.

"Oh, fuck," You almost choke as he fills you up inch by inch. "yes, yes, yes!"

Shidou throws his head back and moans shamelessly at how tight you are around him. He's throbbing, and painfully so. "I'm so close." He groans. Cumming, cumming, I'm cumming.

The sound of the rushing water can barely be heard over how loud his skin slaps against yours.

With your forearms pressed against the shower wall you can barely keep yourself up, legs shaking from the pressure building in the pit of your belly as he fucks you with fervour. Shidou's cock rubs against all the perfect spots, it feels so good, you can't stop begging him to cum inside and fill you for days to come.

It's hot. It's so hot it almost burns and makes you cry his name.

"That's it, take it all." Shidou looks down at you and smiles wide in euphoria. "My pretty baby," He pushes your soaked shirt up to expose your back. "always so good," You look absolutely delicious this way, he can't keep himself from leaning down to you while pushing your shirt further up to drag his hot tongue up your spine. "so good for me, only me."

#blue lock #bllk #shidou ryusei #shidou ryusei smut #shidou smut #shidou ryusei x reader #shidou ryusei x you

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rinstaro · 1 year

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Reader living their best life wearing a lil skirt n some thigh highs and sky cant take how cute they look and can’t resist making a creamy mess all over them while the reader begs him to hurry up and make them squirt but he js wants to take his time telling them how pretty they look in that lil Lacey top

Hella overstim

sky can rut into me like a dog

man can hit me with a bus and I’d thank him

that’s all thanks for coming to my Ted talk 🫡

this is so much good god 😭 first the time anon being in heat and now this akjjfcnjajns

how are the stans of the sweetest boy the absolute horniest. WHO ARE U HORNY SKY STAN

also sorry ive been taking so long with these! i havent been in a writing mood lately haha

cw: reader wears feminine clothes, clothed sex, coochie eating, overstim, fingering, he asks for explicit verbal consent, squirting, a little praise, he's pussy drunk!!! yay!!! not proofread, reader has a vagina no pronouns

minors do not react.

to say you looked good enough to eat was an understatement.

sky couldn’t get enough of staring at your lace trim cami and short little skirt. not to mention the thigh high socks you had on. so instead of just staring at them, he put himself in between them.

“f-fuuuuck! gonna cuuuuum!” and not even a few minutes after he’d been on you, you’d already creamed on his fingers and his face once, the milky substance coating his tongue and making him crave more. he hadn’t bothered to remove any of your clothes, your skirt hiding his face from view.

your legs began to tremble when he refused to stop moving his fingers. you pushed at his head as he bullied your cunt, needy moans turning into weak sobs. "l-lemme go, quit it! 's too much!"

your boyfriend only moaned into your cunt, relishing in the feeling of your clit throbbing against his tongue. moments later he rose to press his lips to yours. sky's fingers crooked upwards and he broke away to laugh at how your legs tried to close in on him.

"'m sorry, sweetheart. you're just so pretty. dressed so fuckin' cute, look at you." sky swears he could drool at how you looked. his favorite place to be was between your thighs. he's had to look at how your thigh high socks complimented your figure perfectly, hugging the soft flesh. he wasn't sure if he wanted to rip them off you or just keep staring at them. while he ended up going for the latter, he couldn't just stare at you.

no, he needed to feel you or he was gonna go crazy. his dick was throbbing, only getting worse when you clenched around him and called his name. sky let out a shaky moan as you came again. "you feel so good around my fingers, sweetheart," he sighed. he finally stopped his movements, staring at you as you tried to catch your breath. your tiny shirt was pushed up your chest, pebbled nipples on display for him. all that sky bothered to get rid of was your underwear.

"can i fuck you, sweetheart? please, i need to feel you," he murmured, never breaking eye contact. you shuddered at his request. his voice sounded so raw and you hadn't even touched him. you could only nod, wrapping your arms around his neck. "need you to say it, (name)."

"yes, i want you to, link. please."

he wasted no time in pushing your thighs back, forcing your knees to your chest. it happened so fast you dont even know when he got his dick out, but in the next moment he slipped into you with ease. sky groaned loudly when he bottomed out, arms trembling in an effort to hold himself up. you felt so fucking good, he felt like he could cum already.

well, why not, he thought. he'd have you to himself all night.

sky slammed his hips into yours with no remorse, the sound of both your gushing cunt and your hips meeting his filling the room. your back arched, body still sensitive from the first couple orgasms. you whimpered weakly as he growled into your ear.

"so good, so good- fuck, gonna cum already-" he panted, his thrusts only becoming rougher. your toes curled as grabbed your hips, angling himself to where he knew he'd hit that spongy spot inside you every time. you keened when he did just that, determined to make you cum with him.

a few more thrusts and he was gone, throwing his head back as he filled your needy cunt. his thrusts wouldn't stop, sky hissing at the overstimulation. you felt so good it hurt, but he couldn't stop, not now. he was gorgeous above you, and you felt your own orgasm approaching fast.

"c-come on, cum," he demanded, somehow picking up his pace. you yelped at the sudden increase in speed. both of your moans increased in volume. "w-wait, mmm, slow down, i'll-"

"do it."

your body seized up, almost unable to handle the force of your orgasm. you sprayed all over the both of you, every thrust forcing more out of you. you cried out, tears falling down your cheeks at the overwhelming pleasure. sky was still going, letting his moans fall freely out of his mouth. "s-so good, pretty pussy's so good, cant stop," he groaned.

"link, too much! slow- fuck! please!" you begged, the overstimulation becoming too much for you to handle. your lover couldn't leave you like this. no, he needed you stuffed to the brim. only then could he be satisfied.

"if i can- fuck, fuck- if i can do it, you can too, sweetheart. don't give up on me now. dressed up so pretty for me, let me reward you for it, yeah?"

#kore.writes #kores.blurbs #link x reader smut #link smut #link x reader #loz x reader smut #loz smut #loz x reader #legend of zelda smut #legend of zelda x reader #this was so hard to write

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tasteleeknow · 2 years

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thinking about taking it slow w chan in terms of being intimate, but one day ur making out (or something similar) n he just loses it n cums in his pants & is a lil embarrassed n cute ab it SIGHHH

also love ur works!! if it’s not too much could i be ☁️ anon? tysm & have a beautiful day/night, you deserve it!!

thank you so much ❤︎ of course you can, hope this makes your day/night a little nicer! enjoy!

pairing: chan x fem!reader genre: smut, fluff. content: 18+ minors dni. warnings below cut. word count: 1k

afab!reader. grinding. profanity.

“Come swimming with me,” you whine, arms wrapped around your boyfriend's neck. You move your head as he tries to look over your shoulder at his computer monitor, blocking his view. You’d only moved in with him a week ago, very much ready to take the next step in your relationship. Or at least, a step. Whether you were doing the steps in the right order was a matter of personal opinion.

When he’d confessed his feelings for you he’d given you a whole speech about how serious he was; how he was determined to do this right. He took you on dates, bought you small gifts, pressed gentle kisses to your forehead. It was only because your lease was up and your roommate was moving overseas that he agreed you should move in. It made sense, he’d said.

“I’ve gotta finish this, baby,” he says in response to your begging, lips curved into a small smile. “Maybe tomorrow?”

You readjust yourself in his lap, pressing your chest firmly against him. “But it’s so hot today... please?” You press a brief, soft kiss to his lips.

“I—I shouldn’t.”

“But you want to?”

His eyes drop to your lips. “Yeah, baby. I want to.”

“I won’t tell,” you whisper.

“This is due at midnight,” he says, distracted—eyes still fixed on your lips.

“Alright,” you sigh, climbing off his lap. “I’ll just go alone today.” You press a kiss to the top of his head. “Good luck with your work.”

You turn to look back at him just before you leave the room. He’s sitting back in his chair, hands gripping the arm rests. You smile, a fun idea popping into your head.

You dig through one of your moving boxes, searching through the clothes you didn’t use often enough to have bothered unpacking yet. “Yes!” You pull out a red one piece you hadn’t used since last summer, before you met Chan.

You rush to the bathroom to squeeze it on, satisfied with the way it pushes your breasts up your chest—cleavage tastefully peeking out the top. You grab a towel and your keys, sneaking out to find your boyfriend engrossed back in his work. You drop your belongings onto the kitchen counter, alerting him to your presence. He doesn’t turn from his screen, merely raising his voice enough to call across the apartment to you. “Enjoy your swim!”

You wander over to him, tapping him on the shoulder. He looks up, then down—eyes trailing down your body, halting for a noticeable moment at your chest. His eyes snap back to yours, looking guilty.

“Is that new?” he asks.

“This?” you tug at the elastic red fabric. “No, I just couldn’t find my other one. Must be packed up still.” You feel a twinge of guilt at lying to him, the first time you’d done so. You’d tell him later, after you’d had your fun.

His eyes drop to your chest again, so quickly you almost miss it. “Can I have a hug before I go?” you ask sweetly. He pulls his headphones from around his neck, dropping them on his desk so he can stand. You place your hand on his shoulder, stopping him. “Don’t get up.”

You throw one leg over his lap so you can lower yourself onto him again. He looks like you’ve just trapped him in a cage of lions. You can’t help huffing out a small laugh at his expression. You press yourself against him, arms around his neck. When you press a soft kiss to his cheek his arms slowly wrap around you in return. “Do you think you’ll finish in time?”

“Mm, think so.”

“Do you have time to kiss me?”

“Always.”

You press your lips to his, gentle at first, then—when he makes no effort to pull away—you slip your tongue into his mouth. He hums, arms wrapping tighter around you. You’d had a few close calls, a few moments where your more intense make out sessions had nearly slipped into something more. He’d always pull away, gently reminding you how he wanted to do it right—to show you he wanted you for real, not just for sex.

He was sweet. You loved him for it. But god you wanted him, especially since you’d been sharing a bed with him for the past week. He wouldn’t put it off much longer, there was no way either of you could last. He moans into your mouth when you roll your hips against him. Usually this was when he’d pull away, brows pulled together in concentration. Not this time. His hips lift up a little to grind up into you, the chair squeaking with his movements.

He pulls away from your mouth and his hand moves under your ass, each of his hands grasping a handful of you and kneading firmly. You’re a little taken aback. The last week must have gotten under his skin more than you’d realised. You pull away from his lips, leaning back to attempt to get a clear look at his face. He follows you, leaning forward to chase your lips.

“Channie,” you whisper, hands tangling in his hair to hold him back. His eyes meet yours, a little glazed over. You roll your hips hard, grinding down against his now very obviously hard cock. He groans, hand grasping at your waist to pull you down against him. “Fuck,” he groans. Then his mouth drops open and you’re in awe, taking in his blissed out expression. His hips stutter against you, then his face drops to your shoulder—his hot breath warming your skin. You take in what just happened, a warmth soaking into you where your cunt presses against his cock.

You pull his head up, fingers still tangled in his hair. “Did you just…?” you take in his expression, his cheeks are bright red.

“I—I’m—I’m sor—”

You press your lips to his, cutting off his embarrassed stuttering. He drags it out, pulling you closer each time you try to pull your lips away. When he finally pulls back he hooks his finger into your neckline—pulling the fabric away from your skin enough to get an eyeful of your breasts. “Don’t wanna wait anymore,” he mutters.

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dorabledewdroop · 3 months

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The White Healer Chapter 8

Chapter Warning: Smut, fingering, cunnilingus, multiple orgasms, edging (blink and you'll miss it), mention of blood.

Author's note: Sorry it took me so long to post this. Still not used to writing detailed smut. I hope you enjoy!

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“We require your help healing All-father and bringing peace to the nine realms”

All eyes shifted to you.

What the fuck???

It took you less the a minute to come to your decision.

“Nope. Not happening” you said, not bothering to look at anyone as you walked straight towards the fridge.

Thor paused, concerned. He was under the impression that you’d jump at the opportunity to help people.

“I- I do not understand” he said confused.

You sighed, shutting the fridge door. You turned around and walked towards the kitchen island. Looking straight into Thor’s eyes you asked him gently.

“Is your dad in pain?”

“No..” Came the reply

“Okay, perfect. Give me 2-3 days to recover and then we can see” you said decidedly.

“So.. you will help us?” He asked uncertainly.

“Yes, I will. I just need 3 days to recover. I wont be any help if I just pass out in the middle of battle or anything.” You said picking up your phone.

“Now, if you need me. I will be in my room with my two.. um.. best friends. Hanging out. Yep hanging out”

Wanda turned completely red the moment she heard that. Natasha did her utmost best to hold back her laughter. Pietro merely fake gagged and walked away, muttering about how he absolutely doesn’t need to hear that shit.

Not waiting for anyone else, you walked out of the kitchen. Followed by a very red Wanda and a grinning Natasha.

It took all of you barely 10 minutes to shower and get ready in your respective rooms.

When the two women entered your room, you barely waited a moment before pulling Natasha into a deep kiss. She let out a surprised moan but immediately kissed you back. Her hands roamed your arms and your hair. Wanda made her way around you and started kissing down Natasha’s neck. Nat started letting out soft moans into your kiss, her grip in your hair tightening. When the two of you pulled back for some air, Wanda took this as an opportunity to smash her lips against yours. Smiling into the kiss you slowly made your way towards the bed. Wanda let out a giggle as you pushed her onto the bed, she repositioned herself to sit up against the headboard. You pulled Natasha on top of you as you sat down on the bed, allowing her to straddle you. The moment she was comfortable, you started kissing her jaw. Nibbling on her earlobe and leaving wet open mouth kisses down her neck. Nat let out a low moan, which Wanda echoed. Frowning you turned around to see Wanda’s hand in her pants, teasing her clit. Her face was flushed as she was breathing slightly heavy. You raised your eyebrow making her pause.

“Oh don’t stop on my account” you said sardonically.

She let out a sheepish giggle. You look at her hand being hidden by her pants and smirked.

“Those pants seem to be restricting you a little too much. I think it’d be better if you got rid of them entirely.”

Wanda did not hesitate to do so, before you could see her remove it Natasha grabbed your face and made you look at her.

“Don’t forget about my reward, detka” She whispered seductively.

You kissed down her neck and nipped at her collarbone as far as the t-shirt let you.

“All of this needs to come off.” you growled, grabbing her t-shirt.

She stood back and slowly removed her top and bra. Natasha swore she heard you whimper. Smirking she removed her shorts and panties next.

“Dear lord” you breathed.

Natasha was… absolutely stunning. You felt like a teenager due to the way you just couldn’t take your eyes off her body. She went to straddle you once again and you groaned at the feeling of her heat against your thigh. Grabbing her butt, you flipped the both of you so her back was against the bed. Your breath got caught in your throat as this angle gave you the perfect view of a very naked Natasha and an equally naked Wanda. Wanda was lazily rubbing her clit, watching you and Nat interact with hooded eyes. You brought your eyes back to the goddess lying underneath you.

“Can I touch you?” You whispered, looking straight into Nat’s eyes.

Her breath hitched at the genuineness in your gaze. She realised then that if she had said no even now, you would not be upset or disappointed. The care and adoration you showed her caused a lump to form in her throat. It hit her that her feelings for you were far deeper than she realised.

“Ruin me.. please” Nat pleaded.

Wanda’s eyes widened at the sight of her girlfriend begging. Unable to bear the heat between her thighs she slowly inserted one finger in her, wanting to tease herself until you or nat touched her.

You maintained eye contact with Nat as you slowly kissed down her chest, leaving open mouth kissed around her breasts. Being careful not to touch her nipple.

“Please” Nat begged, “I need you so bad”.

You nibbled your way to her nipple and flicked your tongue against it. Nat’s reaction was immediate, back arching and a gasp. Her nipples hardened even further.

Unable to hold yourself back any further you took her nipple in your mouth and flicked it with your tongue, while simultaneously massaging her other breast with your hand.

Nat let out a loud moan. Her hands went to grab your back. You froze for a brief moment, enough for her to notice, she looked at you concerned. You merely grabbed her hands and pinned them above her head.

“Keep your hands to yourself, darling. Trust me it’ll feel better” you promised

Nodding, she leaned her head back against the bed and keeping her hands above her head even after you released them.

“Good girl” you praised.

Natasha blushed at the praise, then let out a yelp as you tugged her nipple with your teeth.

You proceeded to give it gentle licks in apology. You moved on to the next nipple, giving it the same treatment; gentle tugs proceeded by licks.

You slowly left a trail of bites down her body, making your way to her thighs. You reached her inner thigh and bit hard, strings of curses left Nat’s mouth as you left a deep red hickey against her pale skin. You stayed there for a moment, appreciating the sight of these two goddesses panting with pleasure, both of their eyes on you.

“Please let me touch you, Y/n. Please.” Natasha begged, gripping the bed sheet so tightly you expected it to tear.

You hummed in approval against her thigh, leaving a trail of hickeys around her intoxicating heat. Immediately Nat laced her fingers in your hair, gently urging you towards where she needed you most. She felt as though she was going to combust if you didn’t touch her soon. She had never experienced this level of desperation but it felt so good.

Finally, you licked her slit. Sending a shiver up her spine cause her to arch it reflexively. Unable to control yourself any further you took her clit into your mouth and sucked, licking it simultaneously.

“Oh my god.” She cried out, her grip in your hair tightening to a painful degree.

She canted her hips up, attempting to use your face to rub herself against but you were having none of it. You clamped your arms around her legs and held her hips in place, continuing your assault on her clit. Her moans got progressively louder, chanting yours and Wanda’s name.

You continued to taste her while you slowly inserted a finger inside her. You moaned when you felt her clench around your finger, her chest heaving as moans continue to spill out of her mouth.

“More” she gasped, “please”.

You oblige by adding two more fingers, Nat freezes and lets out a loud groan.

“So fucking full” she whispered, her hands move from your hair to grip the sheets.

Once she indicated that you can move, you begin to hammer your fingers into her stealing her breath away. Natasha lets out a scream as you begin to lick her clit rapidly. The coil in her belly tightened, her entire body tensing.

“Please please please let me cum” she begged, feeling herself about to hurtle towards what was sure to be one of the strongest orgasms of her life. You hum in approval, not stopping your movements. Nat lets out the loudest scream of the night, her pussy clenching so hard around your fingers it was almost impossible to move them. Her eyes rolled back, body spasming, unable to do anything except feel the overwhelming pleasure coursing through her body. She waited for you to slow down and withdraw your fingers from her but you did none of that. It hit her that you had no intention of stopping.

“Breathe, baby” she head Wanda’s voice in her head.

That’s when Nat inhaled sharply, gasping for breath. Her head spun as she could feel the pleasure start to build up again, faster this time. Tears sprung from Nat’s eyes at the overwhelming pleasure. She let out a silent scream as she came again, her vision turned white. You watched in amazement as cum gushed out of her. You cleaned up the entire mess with your tongue until you felt Nat weakly push your head away from her core.

You pulled back to admire an absolute fucked out Natasha. Tears ran her face, her chest heaving and her entire body trembling.

“Done already?” You teased, gently caressing her arm with your fingers.

“Give me.. a sec- a second.” She panted, the baby hairs stuck to her forehead in sweat.

You and Wanda let out a laugh.

“I’m just teasing, darling” you said, pecking her lips, followed by Wanda pecking her lips.

You turned to Wanda, who had an incredibly mischievous smile.

She crawled up to you and grabbed the collar of your sweatshirt.

“Please make me feel good, I’ve been edging myself all this time cause I wanted you to make me cum” She said, slight desperation in her voice.

Your eyebrows raised in surprise.

“You didn’t cum this entire time?” You asked, partially confused but mostly impressed.

She merely nodded and slowly pulled you in by your neck. You obliged and kissed her until you both needed air. She let out a surprised gasp when you gently flicked her nipple.

“Please don’t tease me draga” she begged, eyes blown with lust.

You slowly trailed your hand down her body, groaning when you felt her wetness.

“You’re absolutely soaked, baby” you whispered into her ear.

She merely whimpered as your fingers slowly collected her wetness. It was at this moment that Nat had decided she’d recovered enough. Without anyone noticing, she’d rolled over to Wanda’s side and started kissing down the other side of her neck. Wanda sighed in pleasure at the feeling. Deeming your fingers were wet enough, you slowly rubbed circles around her clit. Wanda let out a pleased hum, gasping when Nat latched onto her nipple.

“Fuck” Wanda groaned.

You took that as a signal to go faster, her eyebrows scrunched together as her mouth opened in pleasure. Short gasps and moans left her freely. Her one hand grabbed the back of your head while the other interlocked with Nat’s free hand.

“Please” Wanda gasped, “Inside.”

You immediately thrust two fingers into her, your palm rubbing against her clit deliciously.

“Yes. Yes” She chanted, getting closer and closer.

Nat had decided it was the perfect moment to kiss Wanda senseless. The feeling of Nat kissing her and your fingers in her were too much for Wanda, she came with a loud moan. Nat greedily swallowed it all.

You slowly removed your fingers from Wanda and brought them to your mouth. Both Wanda’s and Nat’s eyes darkened as you let out a moan.

“God the both of you taste exquisite” You said hungrily.

Wanda’s breath hitched as you made your way down her body, desperate to taste her from the source.

You licked her slit, parting it with your tongue. Wanda let out whimper at the feeling. You slowly inserted your tongue in her vagina, causing Wanda to let out a low ‘fuck me’.

“I believe that’s exactly what we’re doing, kotenok” Nat replied huskily.

Wanda let out a choked moan instead of replying when your nose bumped against her clit. God the two of you were driving Wanda crazy, Nat’s nails digging into Wanda’s sides while your mouth was doing.. that. She knew she wasn’t going to last long with the way things were going, instinctively her hand grabbed the back of your head as she started grinding against your face. What was surprising was that you let her, keeping your face still while Wanda got off on it. Her moans got higher in pitch as she neared her climax, her glossy eyes drifted to Natasha. Nat immediately understood what her girlfriend was searching for.

“You can cum for us, kotenok” she said, pulling Wanda into a deep kiss.

Wanda saw stars as she came, back arching and loud muffled moans leaving her mouth. You gradually slowed tongue-fucking her, letting Wanda set the pace. Eventually Wanda came to a stop, she looked at you and felt her core clench. The sight of you, hooded eyes and mouth glistening with her cum.

Fear gripped Wanda as you stood up and started walking away from the bed.

“You’re not leaving, right?” She said, feeling especially vulnerable.

You paused, turning back to her with a reassuring smile.

“I’m just getting a cloth to clean you both” you said softly.

“This also happens to be my room, darling” you added teasingly.

Wanda blushed and nodded meekly, slapping Natasha when she laughed. Nat looked at her with a raised eyebrow, Wanda merely gulped and looked away.

You returned a moment later with two washcloths, you kneeled beside Wanda and cleaned her up. She let out a slight hiss from the sensitivity to which you kissed her stomach in apology.

Nat didn’t say anything as you moved to her once you finished with Wanda, she wouldn’t admit it but she enjoyed the intimacy of the moment. Once they were all cleaned up, you gave them some shorts and oversized t-shirts to sleep in.

Nat frowned as you gave them water bottles and started to prepare for bed.

“We didn’t get to do anything for you..” She said out loud.

Wanda, too, looked back at you. You merely shook your head slightly.

“Tonight was about the two of you. We can focus on me some other time” you said with a slightly sad smile.

Neither said anything as they didn’t want to make you uncomfortable.

The three of you eventually cuddled up in bed and slowly drifted off to sleep, you being the last one to go to sleep.

Natasha woke covered in sweat, her heart pounding, and her chest heaving. Nightmares of the red room plagued her sleep. She got up with a quiet sigh, she looked over to see you sleeping on your back and Wanda’s leg over yours, quiet snores escaping the witch. Nat allowed herself to soak in the feeling of completeness before getting up and going to the common room. Thankfully Tony had installed a coffee machine and a kettle in every common room so she didn’t have to go to the kitchen just to make herself some tea. She sat with her mug and looked at the stars, tears falling down her face as the memories of that place washed over her.

Nat’s body stiffened when she heard footsteps make their way to common room only to relax when she realised it was you. She smiled, knowing you were making your footsteps heavy on purpose so she would know someone was coming. She would’ve known regardless, but she definitely appreciated the gesture.

Soon you popped your head in and knocked softly against the wall.

“Can I join you?” You asked softly.

Nat nodded, her heart warming at your thoughtfulness.

You sat beside her in comfortable silence, gazing at the stars and leaning against each other.

Eventually you broke the silence.

“Do you feel like talking about what happened?” You asked gently.

Nat merely shrugged.

“I had a nightmare about my graduation ceremony at the red room” she said sadly.

You looked at her slightly confused. You weren’t be surprised that someone as smart and worldly as Nat had a college degree, you were, however, confused at the name of the institution.

“The red room is where Natasha was forced to train as an assassin, detka” Wanda said.

You flinched at her voice, not having heard her enter. Natasha obviously had but since it was Wanda she didn’t mind it. Wanda walked and sat on Nat’s other side, intertwining their hands.

“They trained me to be a monster” Nat muttered.

You frowned.

“You’re not a monster N-“ you began

“You don’t know that.” She interrupted exasperated. She got up and started pacing around.

“You don’t know me. The things they did to me, the things that I’ve done. The people I have killed. My ledger is dripping red. I try my hardest to help people but it never makes up for the fact that I’ve killed people in cold blood. When a widow graduates the red room, they make sure that the widows.. can’t have kids..”

Nat’s eyes make contact with your teary ones.

Before Natasha could continue, she was engulfed by a hug from her front and back. Unable to hold back any longer, Nat let her tears flow freely. The three of you slowly sit on the ground hugging each other. When the tears stopped, you pulled back a little bit.

“You’re not a monster, darling” you reassured her.

“But I’ve killed people. Not just bad people but innocent people.” Nat said weakly.

“I know, sweetie. But something tells me that the innocents you killed weren’t by choice. And I’m well aware that you’ve killed people. It doesn’t bother me when you kill bad people. Like that Hydra guy yesterday” you told them.

Their heads snapped up in surprise.

“You knew?” Wanda asked slowly.

“I thought you had passed out?” Natasha asked, frowning.

You chuckled.

“I had” you admitted, “but I could feel it when he died.”

Natasha gaped at you, “You can do that?”

“Kind of but that’s not the point.”

“What do you mea-“

“Anyway” you said sternly.

Both Nat and Wanda grumbled about how they were definitely going to have this conversation with you. You seemed to have a habit of not divulging your abilities forthright even with them.

You continued, “You were right about one thing, Nat.. I don’t know you.. Either of you. I think we’ve jumped into this head first. Maybe we should spend some time getting to know each other..”

The other two agreed. Five minutes later, the three of you sat on the ground facing each other next to the coffee table. Each holding a cup of coffee since no one was planning on sleeping.

You took turns asking each other questions.

Natasha spoke about the red room; how they would force the girls to fight until one emerged victorious. She spoke about her younger sister Yelena, how Nat and Clint fought to destroy the Red Room.

Wanda spoke about her and Pietro volunteering for the program, how she was frequently overwhelmed by everyone’s thoughts at the time. She spoke about how her parents used to make the family watch sitcoms to learn speaking in English, and how the Stark missile killed her parents and how they waited in the rubble for two days, unable to move as the final bomb continued to beep but didn’t explode.

You spoke about how after waking up from the entire soul stone ordeal, you walked to another city, unable to handle the memories of your sister at the orphanage. You slowly discovered you powers when you saw a sick cat on the street, in attempt to comfort her you stroked her head and wished you could help her somehow. To your surprise the cats body started glowing white and soon it had run off completely healthy, unfortunately you had spent the rest of the day in an alley unable to move. When they asked you how you knew the hydra goon died, you told them that souls passing into the afterlife was similar to Wanda hearing people’s thoughts. You just get a feeling and the closer they are to you the stronger it gets. Since time works a little differently with souls, a large amount of souls passing into the afterlife at once fills you with overwhelming panic. It wasn’t always before the event occurred, sometimes during, while sometimes a little later. As for all your abilities, you said you weren’t entirely sure of them as you were still discovering them. Wanda agreed as her powers also seemed to grow gradually, scaring her sometimes.

Eventually the conversation became lighter, less emotionally taxing. The three of you spoke of your likes and dislikes. You then asked the question; if you could have a ‘thing’ with any other avenger, who would it be.

Natasha admitted how she flirted with Steve a while back, and how she briefly had feelings for Bruce.

Wanda remembered how she had a brief moment with Vision during the battle of Sokovia, how she felt a special connection with him because of the mind stone. Nat’s response was to grumble about how Wanda could ever have feelings about a damn toaster to which you just laughed.

You told them how you were a raging homosexual. The mere thought of being intimate with a boy made you shudder. They laughed at your expression, but froze when you said you’d never actually been with anyone.

“Um detka.. we literally had sex a few hours ago?” Wanda said frowning.

“I know” came the reply, “I merely meant um.. I’ve never let someone.. you know.. touch me”

Both of their eyes widened at the implication, you suddenly found the floor incredibly interesting.

“Is it because of your scars?” Natasha asked gently.

Your head shot up in surprise.

“How did you..”

“We didn’t see the entire thing. It’s just that your sweatshirt practically shredded after the mission. That’s why I draped my jacket over you.�� Wanda reassured you.

“So everyone saw it? Why didn’t anyone say something?” You breathed, your chest started to feel tighter and breathing was became more of an issue.

Noticing this, both women immediately came to your side. Wanda gently stroked your arm while Nat softly told you to follow her breaths.

Once you calmed down you attempted to explain yourself but they just kissed you.

“You don’t have to explain yourself. Ever. You can always talk to us about it but we would never force you to talk or explain.” Wanda promised.

Your stomach grumbled loudly. Your face burned, whereas Wanda merely smiled.

“Is our little detka hungry?” She cooed.

“I’m bigger than both of you” you grumbled

Nat snorted in response.

Wanda gave you an affectionate kiss on your forehead, then to Natasha who just pulled her in for a kiss. Wanda pulled back after a bit and told the both of you to come to the kitchen in the next fifteen minutes while she prepares an early breakfast.

After she left, you just sat with Natasha.

“By the way..” You began, “about your graduation ceremony-“

“No.” Nat cut you off.

You looked confused.

“But I could help you-“

“No y/n. I don’t want you to feel that pain. Absolutely not. It’s something that happened to me and I have to live with it.” She said sternly, standing up.

You stood up with her, holding her hands.

“Nat from what you’ve told us, you were under anaesthesia. If you didn’t feel the pain, then I won’t either.” You tried to reassure her.

She looked at you in the eye.

“Have you ever healed a surgery before? Can you promise me it wont hurt you? I- I can’t have you go through that. It would break me. Please” she whispered.

“Sweetheart” you said as you pulled her into a hug, “I would never force you to do anything. Those… fuckers took away your choice. I’m merely giving it back. Of course I won’t do it if you don’t want to. I just want to give you the option so it doesn’t have to affect you like it does.” You said rubbing her back gently.

Nat nodded, but didn’t say anything. She leaned in to kiss you, which you readily reciprocated. You found yourself guiding her to the sofa, you pinned her arms above her out of habit.

“What if someone comes in?” Nat whispered, looking at the door.

You looked up to see the sun had risen, but it was still pretty early.

“We won’t do anything extreme” you promised.

When Nat nodded, you leaned in to kiss her. Before you could, your body was wrenched from on top of hers and Nat watched in horror as you fell back and hit the wall, hard. A small splatter of blood against the wall where your head hit it made Nat’s heart drop. She remembered how you’d said that head injuries were the worst.. She looked to see who did it only to find Bruce glaring at you, breathing heavy. His veins had a faint green shade which was growing stronger by the second.

Bruce was on the verge of hulk-ing out.. because of you.

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thetravelingmaster · 2 months

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Short Story: Knowing isn't Everything

Male's Point of View - Hypnosis

“You know that I know right?” She said as she arranged her hair so it wouldn’t bother her for the... Activity... To come.

“Know what Darling?” I asked, amused at the accusing tone in her voice.

But noticing the microscopic pleasure she felt as she heard her little namesake.

“That you’ve been slowly changing me.” She said matter-of-factly.

I had to refrain from smiling. If this conversation would have started a month ago, I would have been extremely worried. Back when we first started down this road...

“I have? What do you mean Darling?” I asked innocently as I watched her close her eyes for a moment.

“Like that name you keep calling me...” she said as she came towards me on her hands and knees. “Don’t think I don’t know that you did that too. Making me feel this way every time you call me that.”

I failed... I couldn’t help but smile. It made me so happy and proud to have been able to reach this stage with her without affecting her sharp mind. Which I found incredibly alluring in its own right. She finally reached me and gently pushed my legs apart so she could scoot closer. Rubbing my thighs as she did.

“Making you feel what Darling? I hope I haven’t been wrong in assuming you liked it when I called you that... I mean... It seems I called you My little Darling for as long as we’ve been going out together.”

She took a deep breath as she let the triggers work their way through her.

“How could I ever mind when it ACTUALLY feels this good when you do? But you are changing the subject...” she said as she teased my hardening cock through my pants.

“Right... You say I’ve been changing you...” I said.

“I know you are…” she said. “Ever since that time we agreed to try it out. I know you haven’t stopped putting me under. Slowly changing me...”

As she talked, she slowly undid my pants, almost stopping at every single notch of my zipper.

“I’ll admit that I had a blast when we tried that…” I said. “Are you saying you didn’t like it? Because I seem to remember...”

“Me screaming my head off with the biggest orgasm of my life?” She asked as she remembered fondly. “Yes I loved it. But again, you are changing the subject.”

She made her point by sharply pulling my pants down. Letting her nails trail down my thighs...

“My apologies Darling...” I said watching her close her eyes again. “You were saying?”

“Yes... hhmmm...” she said, collecting her thoughts as she looked down at the tent between my legs. “I know I can’t remember our extra sessions, but I know they happened. Same way I know that you changed the way I like giving you head.”

“Really?” I asked, surprised. “Even if I did what you say I did, why would I do something like that? You love to go down on me don’t you Darling? Ever since we started sleeping together if I remember correctly...”

“Hhhmm...” she said enjoying the feeling again. “I did... But I know I didn’t enjoy it as much as I do now. How can I describe it? It’s like...” she said as she carefully pulled my waistband up and over my erection. “I liked it because I knew you enjoyed it and except on unique occasions, I knew it would lead to other fun activities if I stopped before you came...”

“And now Darling?” I said.

“Hhhmmn...” she moaned. “Now I LOVE it. Part of me still feels a thrill at knowing I’m pleasing you... Although I’ll admit I feel it more keenly... But...” she said as she took a slow lick along my shaft, making it flex with desire for her. “Another part of me, which I didn’t have a month ago, actually enjoys the act itself. It brings me pleasure to simply suck your cock.”

Her smile betrayed just how turned on she was.

“But that’s not all you did...” she said as she took another lick. “You also messed around with how I view our relationship... Well... Not exactly... You... Enhanced... Parts of my feelings so I would feel it more acutely... Like...”

“Like the pleasure you feel when you please me?” I finished for her.

“Yes! Exactly...” she said as she took my cockhead in her mouth for a slow suck.

“So... And I’m not saying I did all those things... If I did... Does it mean you are mad at me Darling?”

I watched as she moaned and let my cock pop out of her mouth while her trigger took effect.

“Mad? Hhmmm...” she said as she swung my cock playfully back and forth. “No, I can’t say that I am... Weird... Because I know I should be... You of all people understand how proud I am of myself.”

And I did know. It was all part of what attracted me to her. A month ago, if I would have even hinted that I could use hypnosis to change who she was, she would have blown a gasket! But as it is today...

“I know Darling...” I said as she nodded once before her eyes fluttered closed. “So you aren’t mad... But you still seem to be accusing me...”

“No... Not accusing per say... Just letting you know that I know you are changing me. That’s all.” she said.

She took another long lick as her eyes looked deep into my own. She was hoping I would confirm it...

“Well... Since you were so perceptive about it... I guess I can admit to it Darling...” I said and paused to let her enjoy her trigger. “I have indeed been putting you under for the past month.”

Her smile lit up her face.

“I knew it!” She exclaimed excitedly.

“I have been guiding you in those sessions... Helping you become better... Making you FEEL better... And I guess... Taking the reins a little more with every session.”

She was still smiling as she listened to my confession. Which I only did because I felt so confident with her sessions so far.

“So I’ve noticed...” she said as she pointed to herself and her position between my legs. “And I’m just guessing... But you also made sure I wouldn’t mind all these changes right?”

That was a tricky question and the very fact she was bringing it up was giving pause. I thought of how to reply for a moment while she tenderly licked tiny circles under my shaft.

“Do you really need to know Darling?” I asked, turning the tables on her a little.

“Hhhmm...” she said as she savored the taste. “I guess that it would be nice to know for sure... But I have a sneaky suspicion that even if I did know, it wouldn’t change how I feel about this.”

“And how do you feel about all this Darling? Now that you know I’ve been hypnotizing you without your knowledge?” I asked.

“Hhhhmmm...” she moaned with her eyes closed. “I feel...” she said as she opened them to look up at me. “Horny...”

“Horny?” I asked, trying to fake a surprised tone.

Of course, I wasn’t surprised at all. During that very first session, she had admitted that she liked the fact that she didn’t have to think about anything else while we fooled around. Like her brain was blocking out everything except the sexual side of herself. She said it felt liberating. Of course, she never said that she dreamed of being turned into a submissive lover. A sexual slave to my desires... But as I explored her mind session after session, I discovered that she wouldn’t be opposed to the idea if she was made to ease into it slowly.

So I slowly guided her towards what I wanted her to become. Always making sure that each step was slow and enjoyable for her. Always checking in, during our sessions, if she found anything we did repulsive or degrading. She never did.

But the more she changed, the more I realized that she would finally notice. So... I started to work on a very special trigger that would... Help her... 'Darling' doesn't only make her feel extra nice, it also calms her mind. Making it almost impossible for her to feel bad emotions. Letting her only feel good...

Having said this, it isn’t magic... If she is already pissed, it won’t make her all docile and calm... It can only prevent her from making it worse.

But if I keep using it while she is already happy and horny...

“Darling... I’ll admit that I may have helped with that a little... But regardless... Now that you know, would you like me to stop? Turn you back the way you were before?” I asked.

She looked at me and I knew that her sharp mind was going through all the information she had just confirmed. Thinking about it for herself...

My heart raced a little. As much as I loved her as she was before, I had to admit that I didn’t want to lose my Darling. If after all this she wanted me to change her back, I would do it. And she was so close to being ready to call me Master too...

“I can’t say that I want to go back...” she said, making me relax. “Part of me knows I should probably stop this...”

She looked down at my shaft and smiled. She opened her mouth and engulfed me. Completely... In one downward motion... Staying there with my cock down her throat without gagging for a moment before coming back up slowly, sucking all the way until I popped out.

“But on the other hand...” she said as she stroked me with her hand. “I know that knowing all this doesn’t change how I feel. The taste you have... The pleasure I feel when I please you... It might all be fake or... Enhanced... But does it really matter either way? Real or not... I still feel it... And it feels pretty good!”

She moved up and kissed me. It wasn’t an overly passionate kiss, but as she moved away, she bit my lower lip playfully. That simple kiss told me everything I needed to know. It was a form of consent she used when words failed her.

“So you won’t mind if we continue down this road?” I asked.

“Not as long as it feels this good.” She said as she winked. “Now... Enough talk! I need to concentrate on your blowjob if I want to finish before we have to order a pizza because my roast is overcooked!”

“Right! Shutting up!” I said.

She looked at my cock and something seemed to stop her. After a moment, she smiled.

“I guess that blowing you when you get home from work isn’t really my idea huh?” she asked.

“What if it isn't?” I countered.

“It would certainly make sense... Now that I know about our secret sessions...” she said as she smiled up at me. “I’m willing to bet it’s not the only ‘idea’ I’ve had lately that isn’t my own…”

“Certainly possible…” I said. “If you want, we can make a game out of discovering which are which…”

“Like I’d have a chance in hell of winning that!” she said, chuckling. “But I’m game to try and decode your hypnotic suggestions… What do I get if I win?”

“Anything you want really…” I said, smiling wickedly as I remembered that first fateful session. “But if you can’t think of anything specific… I could always double… Or even triple… Your pleasure when I lick you Darling…”

“Fuck…” she said, visibly shivering with delight. “Maybe that would be a little too intense…”

“But fun… Right?” I asked.

“You’re impossible…” she said, biting her lower lip, which told me she was more interested than she let on. “Now stop distracting me so I can focus…”

As she went back down to worship my cock, I just had to smile. Now this was an unexpected door that should make the coming weeks extra interesting.

I caressed her hair lovingly as I started to think up new games her new found awareness would allow us to play...

#short story #Knowing isn't Everything #re edited

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ange1princess · 2 years

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Where do you want me❔

Summary ❕ Where's the wildest place they've had sex.

Ft. ❕ Gn!reader x Diasomnia (Malleus, Lilia, Silver, Sebek)

CW❕MDNI, sexual content, sub(?) Reader and bottom reader, exhibitionism, one spank, that's literally all. All characters in this are 18+

A/N❕Sorry Malleus' is so short oml i didn't even realise T_T but anyways Reblogs always appreciated!! Also not proofread :P

Kofi ❕ Masterlist

❕MALLEUS❕

‣ Not one for too much risk, it was in your bedroom at ramshackle the only difference is he fucked you against a huge window.

"Do you like this, my beloved?" He says as he pounds into you while looking down at the people walking by, the thrill of being seen or caught being fucked by possibly the strongest person on campus has you clenching around him, pleading him to go faster and harder. Your answer comes out as a whimper, pushing yourself against him in sync.

You don't know how much the poor, possibly weak glass pane could handle. But you didn't care, not when your brains foggy and the only thought in there is the need for his cum to fill you up, hoping someone catches you being claimed by the horned prince.

❕LILIA❕

‣ Oh he likes risk, because what's life without it, right? (Ok immortal.) In the air. I'm sorry you cannot look at me and tell me he wouldn't, birds eye view as you're over everyone he can show off two things like this, both his strength, and you! (Yes I'm a firm believer in him having wings in his true form and being able to fly <3)

"Look! There's Ace and Deuce, looks like they're looking for someone~ hm, what if it's you darling?" He chuckles as the both of you start drifting towards them, not close enough to be spotted too obviously, but close enough that if they tried hard, they'd definitely catch you. You bite down on the side of his neck to muffle the moan that threatens to bubble out of you.

"I know you can't keep it in any longer sweetheart, let go, let them see who you belong to," he whispers, his voice coming out steady, unlike yours which just comes out as a whine. "Don't think I haven't seen how the blue one looks at you, maybe we should give them a show?" You clench at the thought. Something about having Duece see you this hot and bothered, tongue lolling out of your moth as you throw your head back, makes you want more. The possessive lilt in Lilias voice only egging you further.

❕SILVER❕

‣ Nothing too special, the two of you went to a music festival and ended up fucking on an empty stage with an audience around you, but dw no one remembers much because everyone was either too tired or too stoned, good for you guys.

He's lost in the pleasure, he either doesn't care or doesn't see the group of people eyeing the two of you with unbridled hunger in their eyes as you cry out for him to move faster, your body moving according to his whim. Your back is arched, your ass in the air as the waves of your skin seem amplified by the strength of his thrusts. He leans over, his chest flush against your back as he whispers in your ear, "Look them in the eye," he's talking about the people in the crowd. Something bubbles up in his chest, is it pride? Is it arrogance? It can be either, signified by his self satisfied, smug smile.

You do as he says, you just want to cum at this point, and you know if you don't listen to him, he'd edge you or worse, leave you high and dry. So you stare into the eyes of a random stranger, your mouth opening to let out a wanton moan, your jaw going slack just like your body. You were close, you knew it but you can't cum, not yet, not till he gives you the go. "You did so well, go ahead, cum for me," that's all the permission it takes for you to come undone, you didn't even take into account the multiple people with hands down their pants trying to relieve themselves whilst watching.

❕SEBEK❕

‣ Another that's not one to go too further from tradition. But one time he got really hard during a meeting because you kept teasing him and had to excuse the both of you do that he could bend you over and make you see stars in the room next to it which had a one way mirror, aka you can see the other's having a meeting but they can't see you.

You can't help but look back at Sebek, your neck craning as you see his face scrunched up, trying to keep his cool although it's getting harder by the second. He's bent you over the glass table, the cool glass of the table giving solace to your heated skin. "S-seb, faster, please," is all you can manage to say as your eyes drift to the rows of people at the meeting in the other room. "You're fucking filthy, d-don't tell me how to fuck you," his breathings uneven and you can feel his annoyance as he smacks you, surely leaving an angry red print on your behind.

"This is all your fault, couldn't keep your slutty hands to yourself for an hour?" His thrusts keep getting faster and harder, you know he's going to punish you, you just don't know how. But you realise it as soon as it happens, he pulls out of you, jerking himself off as you whine at the emptiness. He tell you to shut up as he cums all over your ass, his breathing ragged as he tries to fix himself the best he can, straightening his hair and clothes, he looks as good as new unlike you, who's spent and sensitive, the only thing keeping you upright the thick glass of the table as he tells you he'll take care of you at home and that you need this, to learn both patience and discipline.

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suckondescoconuts · 4 months

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Hi there, I was wondering if you could write a Douma x fem reader smut where the reader has a smaller chest if you're comfortable with that, thanks ^_^

OH MY YES

And sorry it's been awhile, just kept not feeling it anymore and kept getting tired lately, but thank you for waiting for me to come back.

✨Thank you for the request✨

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𝙼𝙸𝙽𝙾𝚁𝚂 𝙳𝙾𝙽’𝚃 𝙸𝙽𝚃𝙴𝚁𝙰𝙲𝚃

𝙿𝚕𝚎𝚊𝚜𝚎 𝚛𝚎𝚜𝚙𝚎𝚌𝚝 𝚖𝚎 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚘𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚛𝚜

𝚈𝚘𝚞 𝚌𝚊𝚗 𝚛𝚎𝚋𝚕𝚘𝚐, 𝚋𝚞𝚝 𝚗𝚘 𝚌𝚘𝚙𝚢𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚖𝚢 𝚠𝚘𝚛𝚔

𝙰𝚗𝚍 𝙸 𝚝𝚊𝚔𝚎 𝚛𝚎𝚚𝚞𝚎𝚜𝚝

𐦐𝕊𝕥𝕠𝕣𝕪 𝕋𝕚𝕞𝕖𐦐

Things we're going well today, you were caring out the laundry out, being as happy as can be, until the other followers were making little comments about you, saying how can you be the favorite and that your chest were small is, how can Douma like someone like you.

It hurt you little, digging into your chest making it sting and burn.

When you have finished all the laundry, you quickly went to your room quickly, crying in there wishing you could just run away, but couldn't cause where could you go and seek to.

You sulked all day until a knock was here heard from behind the door.

"Miss Y/n, Douma would like to see you."

"Ok, t-thank you for informing me."

And when they finally left, hearing their footsteps faded away, you got up from your bed and headed out your door towards Douma's headquarters. When you got there, he sat there smiling at ya with his rainbow angelic eyes.

"Oh, my sweet pet, you finally came, come here sweet thing."

You treaded towards him, sitting on his lap in the process and looked down towards the floor so he doesn't see your bloodshot eyes.

"What's wrong pet, look at me." He said grabbing your chin, tilting it up at him to see your face.

"Oh sweets, what's wrong, your eyes are red, it seems you've been crying for a while, is something bothering you?"

"Nothing really just upset."

"About what, tell me~" he replied soothingly, trying to make you open up to him.

"Just some people making rude comments about me"

"Like what exactly?"

"Just talking about how can I be your favorite even though I have a small chest and not much to look at."

"Oh!" He exclaimed, but still smiling away like this was nothing.

"They'll never understand how I feel about you sweets, they'll never understand us, I don't love you for just your body, I love you for you, can I show you how much I love you pet."

You were shocked at his words and his demeanor towards this and smiled.

"Of course master, you can do what ever to me."

He hummed at that, smiling still, but the only change was he dropped his eyes in a sad expression look and grabbed your face and kissed you on the lips sweetly. Then he grabbed your hips, pulling towards him more and while he was kissing you he moved your legs, letting them sit beside his own legs making you face him directly and having your chest flat against his.

"You shouldn't feel any atelophobia, any worry about making me proud, only happiness and affection." He said kissing your neck while taking off your clothes, but when he saw your chest he dived in and kissed your breast, making out with them until saliva was slathered all over them and your nipples were sensitive as ever. Then everything else came off until you wore nothing, but your own flesh in the freezing cold air around y'all.

You pulled away from and looked again at his eyes, "It's not fair that I'm the only one naked master."

"Then stripped me off my clothing little pet, they won't come off by themselves will they." He chuckled in amusement.

"No they won't master." You mimicked taking off his clothing one by one, first his turtleneck, which when you did you examined his glorious pale chest, he, of course, saw that and jokingly said if you liked the view, you did. Then his belt came off next and when you barely took off his pants, his cock spring out, hitting his stomach with a small quiet slap to it.

"It's seems that it's excited to see you, see, this is what you do to me sweets." He exposed kissing your cheeks in a loving way.

"Oh~!"

"Now, put me in pet."

"Yes master."

Your hand grabbed on his shoulder while the other grasp onto his cock and brought it to your pussy, you shoved it inside and moaned in delight on how it felt, then you shoved the rest into you by slamming your hips down. You then took your right hand and brought it to your ass and brought yourself up and then down again.

Douma brought his to your other ass and to your waist, helping you move up and down onto him.

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"Oh god yes, keep doing that pet~." He exclaimed, bringing his head towards your breast, making out with them again, swirling the tip of his tongue around your nipple then flicking it with his tongue as well. When he was doing that you moaned out loud in pleasure that was cursing through your body.

"Oh~ Douma, I can feel it side me god, yes~"

You kept moving your body until you felt it, felt yourself coming close.

"Master, I'm coming~"

"Cum all over me pet, cum all over my cock."

You were so close to it that you increase your speed til finally you came all over him, creaming the base of his cock, then he finally came with you.

You kept riding out your guys orgasm until you finally slumped onto him from exhaustion from all the movement.

"There you go, you did good sweets."

He then pulled out of you and his flaccid cock laid out in the open air.

"I think we should get ready before anyone sees us like this."

Douma stood up a got dressed while you sat on the ground still seeing little faded stars, he then picked you up and made you stand up straight against him while he put your clothes on.

"Now don't listen to them pet, only think of my love for you, never doubt it."

And you never saw them again.

𝓘 𝓱𝓸𝓹𝓮 𝔂'𝓪𝓵𝓵 𝓵𝓲𝓴𝓮𝓭 𝓲𝓽 𝓼𝓲𝓷𝓬𝓮 𝓲𝓽'𝓼 𝓫𝓮𝓮𝓷 𝓪 𝔀𝓱𝓲𝓵𝓮 𝓪𝓷𝓭 𝓘 𝓱𝓸𝓵𝓮 𝔂𝓸𝓾 𝓰𝓾𝔂𝓼 𝓱𝓪𝓿𝓮 𝓪 𝓫𝓵𝓮𝓼𝓼𝓲𝓫𝓰 𝓭𝓪𝔂 𝓑𝓨𝓔

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caroldantops · 1 year

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Making a sex tape (masturbation tape?) for Kate’s birthday and she’s all 🥺💕 omg for me? Thank you baby and then she sees another person enter the frame halfway through and Cuck Bishop appears like 🥹💞 this is the best gift ever

hi i could not help myself and wrote something for this :)

warnings: smut (18+), switch/verse kate and reader, top/domme yelena, strap on (r receiving yelena giving), dildos (kate receiving r giving), sex tape, cuckolding, mild cheating roleplay (everything is part of a pre-established consensual dynamic)

"Babe, I thought we agreed that you didn't have to get me anything for my birthday. We were just gonna order in and relax until the party this weekend," Kate says as you practically drag her into your shared bedroom.

"You said not to buy you anything," you answer smugly. "I didn't spend a single penny on this present, I promise."

Kate's face lights up, mind racing with what you could possibly have in store for her tonight. "Ohh, is it a sex thing? Did you organize an orgy?"

"Yes, sex thing. No, orgy."

"Damn, maybe next year." You roll your eyes, shoving her onto the bed. She makes herself comfy against the pillows, but you immediately mess up her hard work by scooting in behind her after you grab something off the nightstand.

Kate leans back against you, resting her head on your shoulder and kissing wherever she can reach at the awkward angle. You hum, ignoring her pleas for attention and switch on the TV that hangs on the wall opposite the bed.

Kate starts putting the pieces together in her head as you set up the screen sharing from your phone, but her breath still hitches when a video of you leaned back on the bed loads.

There's not much happening at first. Just footage of you leaned back in bed, wearing a neat little lace set while you scroll through your phone. Kate is about to ask if you accidentally paused the video, but almost as soon as she opens her mouth, you start touching yourself slowly through your panties on screen.

"Fuck," Kate groans. "You're so fucking pretty."

"Shh, no talking. Just watch, baby," you whisper against her ear. She nods, and you slip your hand under the waistband of her sweats. She's already wet. "You're so cute. Wet from just this?"

"Mhm," she bites her lip, obeying your no talking rule for now.

You mimic the movements of the video on Kate. Playing with her clit when you do, groping her under her shirt as you tease your nipples. Kate's hips are pushing against your hand, wanting more than just the slow tease. All you do instead of fucking her hard like she wants is shove her pants down her legs, not bothering to take them all the way off.

Knowing what's coming next, you lean over to the nightstand and grab a thick dildo from the drawer. Kate is too entranced by the video to notice you taking it, and you smirk as you hear her gasp when a voice from behind the camera starts speaking.

"Well, well, what do we have here? Little slut so unsatisfied that they have to take care of themselves? What about that pretty girlfriend of yours?"

There's no mistaking that voice, that accent.

"She's out of town again, Yelena."

"She left you to take care of yourself? That just won't do. Spread those legs wider for me, I want to see how wet you are." Yelena's voice continues, but she's still out of frame. You spread your legs, and there's a visible wet patch on the front of your underwear. "Mm, good. Take those off."

You continue following Yelena's instructions on screen as she tells you how she wants you to touch yourself. You've stopped touching Kate now, content to let her squirm and muster up the courage to finally ask, "Can I touch?"

"No. Keep watching," you say firmly. Kate whines, but obeys.

"God, I don't know how Kate leaves this soaking pussy so often. She should know how dangerous that is."

Finally, Yelena steps into the view of the camera. She's fully clothed, wearing a muscle tee and tight leggings that show off her ass, harnessed around her hips are leather straps, and when she pulls herself into the bed, Kate sees the huge strap bob between her legs.

"Tell me how much you need me to fuck you," Yelena says, teasing your clit with the tip of her cock. You take the dildo you grabbed and do the same motions against Kate, who practically jumps at the sudden overwhelming contact against her puffy clit.

"Please, please, Yelena. I need you so bad, can't get off by myself."

"And why is that?"

"Because I'm a needy slut!"

"That's fucking right," Yelena growls, pushing her strap into your cunt and groaning at the wet noise. You thrust the toy into Kate at the same time, but instead of mimicking the way Yelena fucked you, you simply hold the toy in place, forcing Kate to cockwarm it while you continue groping her. "Such a needy slut that you can't go a single day without something inside you. Need to find as many fingers and cocks and mouths to satisfy you."

"Yes!"

"And you'll just fuck anyone to please yourself, hm? Let poor little Kate get everyone's sloppy seconds when she gets home?" Yelena hikes your legs up so she can fuck you even deeper, going balls deep with every thrust, your wetness drenching her thighs. "Bet she misses this body so much. I wonder how jealous she'd be if she found out that her girlfriend is such a willing whore."

Your moans in the video mix with Kate's. She's no longer attempting to stay still, doing her best to hump the toy that sits inert inside of her. A puddle of Kate's arousal seeps into the sheets below you.

"Or maybe, she's such a freak that she likes this. Loves knowing that her girlfriend is spreading their legs for anyone. Bet she'd do the same if she had the chance. Maybe I should cum inside you and plug you up so Kate has a nice surprise."

Kate body shudders against your own as she lets out a strangled moan, stiffening before going limp in your arms.

"Did you just cum from that?"

"Maybe."

"You're adorable," you kiss the top of her head. She glows under the attention. "But you're gonna stay filled until the video's over."

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ohbo-ohno · 7 months

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Kinktober Day 16 - Gags

Ghost x Soap - 2.4k (on ao3)

summary: Simon lets Johnny fuck him, but not in the way he's expecting. (Johnny POV)

cw: topping from the bottom, handjobs, cock gag

Johnny tries to give Ghost his very best pathetic expression, his eyes wide and teary, even throwing in a few sniffles for good measure. His shoulders slope low, hands tucked between his thighs and over his hard cock.

“Please, Ghost?” He begs, looking up at his Lieutenant. “Promise I’ll be good, I’ll get you off as much as you want.”

Ghost snorts, shooting Johnny a look that says you’d do that anyway from his spot at the head of the bed. “I don’t think so, Johnny. Not sure I trust a dumb pup like you to know how to fuck me properly.”

Johnny whines at that, dares to inch a little bit further up the bed. The leash tied to the bedpost tugs a bit, but Johnny ignores it. “Please, please? I can make you feel so good, I just know it. Won’t come until you say, yeah? I can fuck you good, Simon, please let me?”

Ghost sighs loudly, loud enough that Johnny knows he’s being dramatic intentionally, and loudly shuts his book. Johnny can’t help but perk up a little, shocked he’s getting more than a firm No and an order to curl up on the floor for the night.

“You want to fuck me?” Ghost asks, one eyebrow arches high.

“Yes,” Johnny nearly moans, leaning forward and almost choking himself in the process.

“Want me to stretch myself out for you?” Ghost hums. “Fuck myself on a few fingers so you’ve got a nice warm hole to get off in?”

“Please,” Johnny whines, hips twitching up into the air before he forces himself still. Good pups don’t hump, he already knows that.

“Hm.” Ghost gets a thoughtful look on his face, the one that always means either unimaginable pleasure or the absolute destruction of his hole. Most of the time, both. “Alright, Johnny. You can fuck me.”

Johnny can’t quite believe it - Ghost has never capitulated to his begging so quickly, especially not to something so far from their usual routine. Simon’s never shown an interest in bottoming, and Johnny’s usually too horny to care. It was only today, when a gif of a man being yanked by his leash while fucking someone came up on his Twitter timeline, that Johnny started to get a real urge to fuck Ghost for once.

“C’mere,” Simon sighs, standing and untying Johnny’s leash from the bedpost. He rubs Johnny’s head while retying it to the headboard, giving him a few nice scritches down his mohawk. “We’ll keep you up here for a bit, so you don’t get too ahead of yourself.”

Johnny whimpers a little at that, quickly kneeling and keeping his legs spread so he’s not hiding himself - Ghost hates when he tries to cover himself up, says Johnny shouldn’t try to hide what doesn’t belong to him.

Simon grabs a bottle of lube and settles himself in the center of the bed, just out of Johnny’s reach. He stacks enough pillows up to use as a sort of chair, leaning back and setting his feet so his knees are bent, then spreading wide. With the way he’s sunk down, Johnny’s got a clear view of both his half-hard cock and the tight furl of his asshole.

Johnny’s nearly panting by the time Ghost opens the lube, lathering up several fingers on his right hand. He’d be embarrassed about how needy he is already, but he knows Ghost likes it best when he’s out of his mind with want.

Sure enough, Simon huffs a laugh when he makes eye contact with Soap.

“You want a show, pup?”

Johnny whines, jerks his head in a nod, and tries to lean a little further forward.

“Calm down,” Ghost scolds. “‘M not letting you get anywhere near me when you’re acting like that. Be good.”

It’s hard, but Johnny settles back on his knees. He takes a few deep breaths as he watches Simon’s pointer finger slowly circle his hole, entranced by the way the slick lubs spreads. He’s given himself more lube than he’s ever once given Johnny.

Ghost puts on the show he’d promised, moaning even as just one finger slips in. He doesn’t bother going slowly, pushing all the way to the knuckle in one go and shifting in his spot as he does. He thrusts slowly in and out of himself, his free hand jacking his rapidly hardening cock at the same pace.

“Ghost,” Johnny whines when he keeps that same, glacial pace. “C’mon, I can do it for you, let me-”

“No.” Ghost shoots him an unimpressed look, even as he lines up another finger and starts to slowly push in. “I don’t trust overeager puppies with my hole. You just sit still, I’ll use you when I need to.”

They both make a sound at that, Ghost because he’s slipped another finger to the knuckle, and Johnny because he’s so hard he feels like crying.

Ghost doesn’t take long to stretch himself. He works up to three fingers, shifting his hand in a way that tells Johnny he’s looking for his prostate, going even more limp and letting his eyes shut as he moans once he finds it. Johnny can’t do anything but stare, entranced, as the little slick hole is slowly opened. He wants so badly to be inside of it, can hardly breathe past the urge to lunge forward and touch.

He holds himself back though, kneeling stiff and as silent as he can be. Which, to be fair, isn’t very silent at all - using all of his willpower on staying still leaves him whimpering and moaning almost more than Ghost.

Finally Ghost deems himself stretched enough, pulling his fingers out and leaning forward to wipe away the excess lube on Johnny’s thigh. Soap is quick to lean back, spreading his legs so his cock just straight into the air.

Ghost laughs at his eagerness. “On your back for me, pup, flat on the bed.”

It takes some finagling for Johnny to manage the command without choking himself, laying sideways across the bed with his feet hanging off the edge.

Ghost appears above him a moment later, something black held in his hand. Johnny can only see the bottom of it from his angle, but he recognzies it as a gag.

He whines a bit. “Simon, please, wanna talk to ye.”

Ghost tsks. “You couldn’t shut up just while I was fingering myself, you’ll wake up everyone in a five mile radius if I leave your mouth empty for this. C’mon, open up.”

Johnny listens with minimal grumbling, teething lightly at the small rubber insertion as Ghost ties it around his head. The gag has an oddly shaped panel on the front, right over the mouth, but Johnny hardly notices.

That is, until Ghost pulls a dildo out from their bedside table. That has Johnny’s eyebrows furrowing, has him making a small noise of confusion past the gag.

Ghost laughs as he… attaches the silicone dick to the gag, somehow. “What, you thought I was gonna ride that little cock of yours? Johnny, it’s tiny. I wouldn’t even be able to feel that thing.”

That has Johnny whimpering, tearing up a little at the insult. Ghost pats his cheek once he finally gets the sex toy secured, shifting to kneel on the bed and then over Johnny’s torso, facing his feet.

“Aw, don’t be sad, pup. I’ll still ride your face, that way you can pretend you’re fuckin’ me, yeah?” The smirk Ghost throws over his shoulder, neck bent awkwardly to look down at Johnny’s face, is downright mean.

The worst part is that the cock strapped to his face is bigger than his own. Johnny isn’t small by any means, would even consider himself above average, but he’s not sure he’d be able to full wrap his hand around the thing standing tall and proud above him.

He tries to show his displeasure as Ghost inches back, reaching up to try and paw at the man as the only way to beg he’s got left.

Ghost scoffs as Johnny grabs at his wrists, quickly pinning them down to his stomach with one hand wrapped around both wrists.

“Don’t pitch a fit,” he growls, giving Johnny a warning squeeze that grinds the bones in his wrists together. “I still haven’t decided if you’ll come tonight or not, but behaving like this is making my decision easy.”

Johnny’s cry is loud enough to be heard through the gag, and he tries to make his body language as contrite as possible as he stares up at the tiny gape of Simon’s asshole. A little drop of lubs drips onto his nose and he flinches.

“Now, you just lay there and be good while I fuck myself. I’m being nice, huh? Not even making you do any of the work.”

Ghost’s free hand reaches back to spread one cheek, and Johnny pants as he watches the man slowly lower himself closer and closer to his face. It takes Simon a couple tries to get the head lined up at the right spot, working his hips forward and backward until he’s got just an inch inside of himself.

“Remember Johnny,” Ghost starts, giving his held wrists a light squeeze. “Stay still.”

Ghost slams himself down on the dildo, taking it in one long thrust and imediately leaving his weight on Johnny’s face.

He can’t help but panic a little, hands flailing as best they can. He forgets to breathe for a moment, scared that his nose is blocked by Simon’s ass. He can hear Ghost moaning above him, watches entranced as his hole struggles to take the large invasion. It’s nearly white from how far it’s spread.

Johnny moans at the sight, hips working fruitlessly against his will, desperate to feel the way Simon’s hole would milk his own cock.

Ghost gives himself plenty of time to adjust, rolling his hips just a bit and grinding against Johnny’s face. He’s not even really riding his mouth - if he were, Johnny would at least get to taste him. Like this he’s just stuck trying his best to breathe, watching Ghost’s hole take all it’s given.

Simon raises himself off the dildo slowly, leaning forward and leveraging himself by pushing further on Johnny’s stomach. He lifts himself almost entirely off, leaving just the head of the enormous dildo inside of himself, then slides back down just as slowly. Ghost and Soap both moan in tandem, one in pleasure and the other in need.

“That feels good, Johnny,” Ghost says on a sigh. “Might let you fuck me more often.”

Johnny’s whimper is sad and pathetic, but apparently just loud enough for Ghost to hear because there’s a scoffed laugh as Ghost begins to truly ride Johnny’s face.

He doesn’t speak as he finds his rhythm, and Johnny is left feeling more and more like just the dildo strapped to his face. His cock goes completelty ignroed, and the only point of contact he’s allowed with Simon is the grip on his wrists. He’s being used for Ghost’s pleasure, but not like he usually is - he’s doing nothing essentially just holding up something for Ghost to fuck. It leaves him with a weird mix of desire and self-pity.

Simon doesn’t seem even the slightlest bit concerned with Johnny’s emotional state, far more focused on getting himself on. He drops nearly his entire body weight on Johnny's face with each thrust, slamming his hips down and leaving Johnny unable to see anything but his ass. There’s a brief moment where Soap thinks that if Ghost were to lean any further back, he could very well break his nose.

He must be making himself feel good, with how loud he’s being. At some point he seems to find his own prostate, his moan hitching as he stills for just a moment before riding that exact spot continuously, a stream of pleasured sounds the only noise in their bedroom.

Merciufully, it doesn’t take Ghost long to come at all. Once he finds the right angle, it’s just minutes later that his hips start losing their rhythm, and barely a minute later Johnny hears the slick sound of a cock being jacked, then a splatter of come across his chest.

Soap is wide eyed and panting as Ghost rides through his orgasm, lifting enough that he’s only got the first few inches of the dildo inside of him, and instead focusing on rubbing himself off. Once he’s milked himself completely he fully pulls off with a moan, shifting to lay shoulder to shoulder with Soap.

With his hands left unrestrained, it takes every ounce of control Johnny’s got left to keep from reaching down and giving himself a few firm tugs. It wouldn’t take much at all, he knows he just needs a little bit of sensation to get himself off.

But he doesn’t. He sits still, takes deep breaths through the nose, and stares up at the ceiling.

It doesn’t take long for Ghost to catch his breath. Once he does he levers himself up on one hand, looking down at Johnny’s teary expression. He strokes his cheek with one hand smiling softly, before reaching behind him to undo the gag.

“Did good for me, Johnny,” he praises. “Sat nice and still while you fucked me, good boy. You wanna come?”

“Ye-es,” Johnny chokes out as soon as the gag is gone, reaching up with one hand to desperately grip Ghost’s wrist. “Please, please, sir, I was good, I was-”

“I know,” Ghost hums, lacing their fingers together and using his free hand to get a firm hold around Johnny’s throbbing cock, stroking slowly. It’s dry and a little uncomfortable, but he moans from the pleasure nonetheless. “Good boys get rewards, you know that pup. Come whenever.”

He’d be embarrassed about how long he lasts if he had any room for thought in his brain, but Johnny’s so stuck on the delicious pleasure, the perfect stroke of Ghost’s hand, the eye contact that leaves him feeling vulnerable, he doesn’t care at all that he hardly lasts a minute.

He’s loud as he comes, so Ghost dips down and gives him slow kisses while he wrings the last stripes of come from him, licking into Johnny’s mouth and letting him do the same. The whole thing feels slow and good in a way Soap rarely gets to be with Ghost.

They’re both breathing heavily as Simon finally pulls back, a thin strand of saliva connecting them.

“There you go,” he purrs. “What do you say, puppy?”

“Thank- thank you,” Johnny pants, eyes falling closed as the pleasure makes his bones feel heavy, sinking deep into the comforter. “Thank you for letting me come.”

The smile is audible in Ghost’s voice as he praises, “Good boy.”

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