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neowinestainedress · 2 years

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Thigh riding Haechan 👀

w!: thigh riding (+ clothed humping, a bit of exhibitionism, light degradation)

Okay, first of all, IMMACULATE CONCEPT BECAUSE HAVE YOU SEEN HAECHAN’S THIGHS? YEAH, THAT’S RIGHT wanna bite them as a love language

Personally, I would always stare at them and I think that’s exactly why he would start teasing.

At the start he doesn’t say anything, he just looks at you with a small smirk on his face noticing how you can’t help but stare with your mouth slightly open every time he’s wearing shorts.

Then he starts doing it on purpose, especially when he’s playing video games with the boys and you’re sitting next to him, just to keep him company. At first, you’re not paying attention to him, but once you look at him, you can’t help but squirm in your place.

He’s wearing shorts, his legs are parted enough to make the clothes look even tighter on him, highlighting the muscles of his thighs, and the way he teases the others when they do a mistake is not helping at all to don’t make you want to get up on him and fuck him.

And Haechan knows, he sees the way you’re squeezing your thighs, he sees the way your breath is accelerating and how hard you’re trying to keep your focus on whatever you’re doing on your phone. But he doesn’t say a thing until they decide to take a break.

“Come here,” Haechan says, patting his thigh, and looking at you with rather soft eyes.

“What?”

“You heard me,” he replies, resting his head against his gamer chair, looking at you with a smug smirk on his face. So you obey and sit on his thigh. “Want to be close to you,” he whispers, fixing your skirt, smirking and snickering when the wet patch of your panties makes contact with his skin. And there’s nothing you can do to hide it, so you at least try to look interested in the game they’re playing.

But when they start playing again it’s torture. You know Haechan is doing it on purpose, flexing his muscles, rubbing circles with his thumb against your hip, cursing at the smallest mistake he or the others make with an incredibly low tone that makes your head dizzy.

And when you start rolling your hips against him, you don’t even realize, it comes naturally. You just start rubbing your sensitive clit against his skin, lips parting, letting out small whimpers of relief, and fingers clenching around his desk to hold yourself up.

“Seriously?” He whispers, only for you to hear, distracting himself and almost getting killed, Jeno yelling at him to pay attention.

And Haechan tries, but he can’t help but pay attention to you. There’s something so hot in the way you look so desperate while all dressed you hump him, trying to get off just with the friction against his thigh.

And he’d like to care about their game but he can’t when he has you. “I gotta go,” Haechan says, without giving them time to realize he’s dropping them in the middle of the game, turning off the microphone, and logging off. He would’ve dealt with their curses later.

“You are such a brat,” he groans, making you stop, eliciting a whine from you, but it’s just to turn you around so you’re facing him. “Couldn’t even wait until I was done with the game,” he mocks, kissing you roughly, hands gripping your waist to urge you to grind faster. “Had to start humping me like a desperate puppy in heat, not even caring if they heard your little moans.”

“It felt good,” you moan, your thighs clenching more around his as you could feel the build-up of the orgasm. “I love – love your thighs.”

Haechan snickers, shaking his head. “Yeah, I know. You’re dripping all over me. You’re so wet that your panties can’t even hold all your wetness in.”

“I’m sorry,” you mumble but truly, you’re not, you love this too much to care about the mess. And Haechan doesn’t care either.

You’re too hot like this, with your brows knitted in concentration as you move your hips back and forth and occasionally circle them, with your beautiful, flushed face and your lower lip trapped between your teeth as you try to don’t sound as desperate as you look.

“Fuck,” he moans when your thigh rubs against his – by now – hard cock. “That’s my good girl, keep humping me, come on. Fuck my thigh just like that,” he encourages you, throwing his head back and holding your hips tighter.

“Gonna come,” you warn, pressing harder against him, making him smirk at your desperation.

“Come, get off on my thigh like a desperate puppy.”

The teasing, his voice, and one last flex of his thigh are the last things you need to come, hiding your face in the crook of his neck as you feel more cum drip out of you, trying to muffle the loud moans rolling out of your lips against his shoulder while your body shakes against him.

“Good girl,” he praises before kissing you softly when you lift your head again. “Are you tired?” He asks, and you nod shily, still trying to calm your breath.

“Oh, puppy, now there’s something bigger you have to ride.”

#anon answered #haechan smut #lee haechan smut #donghyuck smut #lee donghyuck smut #haechan scenarios #nct dream smut #nct smut #gamer haechan makes me feel things

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ja3hwa · 1 year

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Hi Jae! Could you do 19 with Yeosang?

Prompts : 19 "You're not playing fair."

【sʏɴᴏᴘsɪs】 : You were Bestfriend. You loved one another so much to the point that you hated each other. Well, at least video games and help you let off steam... among other things.

『ᴡᴏʀᴅ ᴄᴏᴜɴᴛ』 : 1.26k

-> ɢᴇɴʀᴇ: Suggestive, Fluff, Gamer Au

ᴘᴀɪʀɪɴɢ: Bestfriend!Yeosang x Bestfriend!Reader

[ᴡᴀʀɴɪɴɢs] : Swearing. Mention of sex. Dirty talk. Teasing.

Note: Hello Ruby, My darling. I hope you are well. And I certainly hope you enjoy this read♡♡

Over and over again. Game after game. Whether it was video games, board games, physical or mental games, and tricks. Yeosang and You were both determined to beat one another.

It started out light-hearted when you were kids. Just innocent banter and competition. But as you got older, it became more heated. Fights broke out and more than one occasion. Mostly verbal fights, but when you too started wrestling for a victor, your other friends would have to pull you off each other and put you in time out as if you were still kids. Neither of you was violent by any means, but the tension between you two was high. You became rivals more than friends. Enemies even. You didn't hate each other, though. In fact, you could stay away from one another to the point when you both graduated college, you moved in together.

Some may say it was a bad idea, but your friendship became ultimately stronger because of it. Your fighting lessened. Your bickering had almost stopped. Leaving nothing but friendly competition. But something out sparked, something that had always been there, but it has only surface now. Sexual tension. The way you would catch yourself staring too long at Yeosang's arm as he works out. Or the way he would shamelessly watch you in only your oversized shirt―his old shirt―and panties in the early morning trying to reach for a cereal bowl that is on the top shelf. He always got a perfect view of your ass and the way it jiggled when you jumped. You both were quickly becoming more and more frustrated with one another in that aspect, and it made it exceptionally harder when you both were playing video games.

This was one of these nights.

You were sitting so deliciously in your loose sleep shirt and your way to short PJ bottoms. Yeosang could tell you weren’t wearing a bra from the way your tits would bounce when you moved in the attention of the game you were playing. Tonight was Mario night, so of course, Mario Kart was one of the games you both were playing. After you finished setting his up, you peered over to Yeosang, letting him know it was ready. And even though he was indeed excited to play the game―more so beat your ass in it―he couldn’t help but feel saddened at the fact he could no longer keep looking at you.

“You ready for me to beat your ass?” You drew him out of his thoughts with a smug remark and smirk panting for pretty features. God, how he wishes to wipe that grin off your face with his own mouth.

“You mean are you ready for me to beat your ass.” his words were indented for the game, but he also thought of the idea of spanking your ass raw until you were screaming over his lap. He had to place a pillow on his lap for the rest of the night as his mind kept wandering to the dirty side every time you jumped wiggled or sighed next to him. His patients were wearing thin, but little did he know, you knew exactly what you were doing.

Purposely, walking around the house bottomless, bra-less, or just with minimal clothing in general. You could feel his stare on your body and the way his eyes hooded when his gazes racked over your legs. And what made you start this secret game was when you overheard him over the phone to one of your friends mentioning he has a huge crush on you and that he doesn’t know if he should confess or not. So here you sit, playing dirty, like you’ve always done with him. But this time, it was for more than a cheap victor in a game. No, you wanted him to give up and confess his love.

“Come on, slow poke!!” He cheered, finally getting past you on the road, whacking you with a bomb before flying off in front. You grumbled out, trying your best to catch him. One more lap left, if he wins I swear to fuck. You thought, suddenly getting an idea. You were both near the finish line, just one more bend left. Which was a bend in the road that took a lot of concentration and if you don’t drift at the right time you’ll crash into the sidebars. So as you both started to turn you spoke.

“Hey, Sangie we should fuck afterwards.”

Oh, the poor boy's brain just short-circuited. Did you really just say what he thought? Taking his eyes off the game, he looked at you for a second, noticing your expression was still the same. Your game face, as he called it. Tongue poking out with frowned brows. With his attention being shifted, you managed to hit him with a banana peel before just by only a mere couple of inches, beat him over the finish line.

“YES!!!”

His gaze snapped to the screen, seeing he had lost. Did you trick him? He couldn’t believe you tricked him with the promise of sex. He huffed, throwing his pillow on his lap towards the tv, but alas, it landed lazily just in front of the coffee table, not making an impact with anything. “You’re not playing fair. I would have won if it was for—”

He cut himself off quickly. Maybe he heard you wrong. No, he definitely had to have heard you wrong. You were his best friend, his second half, and his partner in crime. You wouldn’t say something like that, right?

“For what, Sangie?” You tilted your head, looking over at him with a small smile. “for saying we should fuck?”

“Oh god.” Yep, he definitely heard correctly. “You can’t say things like that doll.” he leant back, letting his head rest on the top of the couch, his arm draping over his eyes, thinking he might wake up at any moment, and this was just his brain trying to torture him

“Why not?” You placed your controller on the table before crawling over his lap, letting your thighs sit on either side of him. He could feel the heat of your core against him, making him rumble a sound deep in his chest. “Don’t you want to fuck me?”

“I….” He couldn’t answer. It was like everyone in his brain had gone home for the evening, leaving Yeosang to for defend himself. There was a silence for a moment before you let out a chuckle, and not just a little chuckle no, no. This was a hardy chuckle, one that could bring you to tears if you kept going. You place your hand on his shoulder, letting him soften his stiff body and let out a slow breath he had no idea he had been holding.

“It’s okay, Sangie. We don’t have to. I was just teasing you.” You knew he liked you, and you liked him. But you didn’t want to break the poor boy's mind. “Let’s play another round, and if you win, we can do whatever you want next. And if I win, I get to pick. Okay?”

He could only nod before finally snapping out of his daze. He grabs his controller in a manner of determination. Your smile never faltered as you gabbed your own controller. He now needed to win and was going to do anything in order to get his way. And little does he know, you were -for one- going to help him. Cause even though you are competitive and wish to win, nothing would be more pleasing than seeing what Yeosang would do once he won.

- ♥︎

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bonjourtae · 2 years

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Gaming and cockwarming | Jungkook

Pairing: Jungkook x Reader

↳ Genre: Smut

↳ Word count: 3k

Summary: When jungkook was playing with his friends online, you needed him more than ever, deciding to cockwarm him whilst he played a game. However, his friends saw everything

↳ Warnings: cockwarming, humiliation, degradation, overstimulation, praise, exhibitionism kink, kook lovesssssss showing you off to his friends, little bit of aftercare :), (tell me if i've missed anything!)

"Stop fucking moving, baby." He gritted through his teeth, muting his mic as he said it.

You were feeling bratty. You needed his attention. Fuck that, you needed all of him right now.

Your boyfriend loved playing video games. He loved them so much, sometimes he would completely forget about you, his girlfriend of nearly two and a half years. Nothing big.

He unmuted his mic, going back to screaming random gamer talk like 'Over there!' and 'Tae! You just got me killed you fucking idiot.' Going back to ignoring you for god knows how long.

You knew he loved you. So fucking much. It's just he was too invested in his games at the moment. And that, that got you bored and left you touch starved.

You tried hiding the faint laugh coming out of you, trying to keep it in as you thought of all of things your boyfriend would do to you after. You couldn't wait until his game was done.

Teasingly, you clenched your walls around his thick cock. You knew you were only meant to be cockwarming him; you weren't even meant to be cockwarming him, it was only because you wouldn’t stop distracting him until you got something.

Jungkook moaned a low 'fuck', inaudible for his friends to hear through the microphone. He muted his mic once again, slapping your thigh and dragging his hand up, almost touching your heat until he pulled it away, grabbing your neck harshly and pushing your head onto his shoulder.

"Do you think I'm dumb? Hm? Don't you think I know what you're doing," He tutted out, "Should I unmute my mic? Tell them how needy my little slut is being? I can unmute it right now if you-"

Grabbing onto his thighs tightly, you whimpered and shook your head, gulping down the ball in your throat, starting to feel rather small compared to your boyfriend, subbing out. You didn't want to be humiliated in front of his friends - at least you think you don't.

He smirked at how quick you had turned into a mushy sub for him, just by him threatening to humiliate you, turning his microphone back on. "Sorry, sorry. Just had to deal with something, y'know."

The way his long, thick cock stretched you out fully, his tip hitting your cervix, throbbing against it, almost driving you insane. Key word; almost. But the fact he wasn't moving, barely showed you any kind of indication he will move soon, did drive you crazy.

"Kook… P-Please…" You practically breathed out, quieter than a whisper, looking back at him, your eyes tearing up from the lack of attention and your hand playing with his hair as your eyes moved from his eyes to his parted lips.

You silently thanked that his camera wasn't on, but you knew he would turn it on right now, just to humiliate you if he wanted.

"He's behind you moron! Oh my god, Jimin and Namjoon you're literally useless at this game!" He screamed out, eyes looking at every pixel on the screen as his fingers pushing buttons and moving the sticks like it was his first time, as you grinded slowly on his dick, wanting some kind of friction. Any kid of friction.

Whimpering, you bit down on your bottom lip as you continued to slowly, slowly grind on your boyfriend. Your mind thinking it might be better he turned his camera on, humiliating you. At least you'd get action.

You felt your slick drip onto his balls, your slick coating his skin, threatening to spill onto his expensive gaming chair.

He whispered out a 'fuck' throwing his head back for a brief second, feeling your juices coat him and your pussy clench around his dick, his breathing turned heavy. It didn't last long though, he snapped back into 'gamer mode' and acted as if nothing happened.

Whilst there was a small minute break in his game, he grabbed your thighs, squeezing them hard. You let out a gasp at the sudden attention, only to have his hand cover your mouth.

Moving the microphone away from his mouth, not turning it off, he whispered into your ear, "Keep it down, baby. You want me to fuck you whilst I play? Want my cock pounding your slutty pussy as my friends watch, huh?"

You shake your head, 'no', secretly wanting him to pound into you, no matter if his friends watch or not. It wouldn't be any different from when Jungkook sends videos to his friend group chat, videos of you sucking him off, him fingering you, him fucking you.

You loved attention. You couldn't get enough of all the attention from his friends, who were also your close friends, after Jungkook sending a video. All their comments praising you, boosting your ego. 'Fuck, she's a filthy girl', 'If you ever break up, the first thing I'm doing is fucking your girl, Kook'.

Jungkook loved showing off what's his. He loved sending them explicit content of you, knowing that no one else will ever get to finger you. No one will get to eat you out. No one else will get their dicked sucked by you. You're all his. Only his.

"Oh, who am I speaking to? Y/n, she's here with me." He cut you out of your thoughts. Thoughts that only made you hornier.

Jungkook placed his headset on your head, moving your hair out of the way as he turned his camera, you oblivious to his action.

You heard a 'oh' sound come from the boys. You heard a bunch of questions. 'How are you?' 'Where's Jungkook?' 'When should we next meet up all together?' Slightly confused, you brushed any questions off your shoulder and said a faint 'hi'.

Jungkook nuzzled into your neck, wanting to smell you, wanting to get closer than you already were. "Don't be shy, baby. You know the boys, right? They sure as hell know you." He laughed out, your face blushing at his words as you remember the latest video you had sent to the group chat; you taking all your boyfriends dick down your throat until tears streamed down your cheeks, face turning red and gagging around his size.

The thought made you unintentionally clench around his dick, triggering Jungkook to groan out. "Shittt, fuck Y/n."

Jin, Namjoon, Hoseok and Yoongi halted mid-conversation, Taehyung and Jimin slightly giggling. You were suspicious but you didn't think much of it, they always had their weird moments and so you thought nothing of it.

You were oblivious to the light beaming next to the camera, indicating it was on and showing you sitting on Jungkook. Oblivious to the fact they could almost see Jungkook's dick inside of your cunt; your skirt covering it. Only just.

Without you realising, he looks at the camera, looking at the six of his friends, watching with wide eyes; clocking onto what's happening.

"Let's take this off, baby. You've been such a needy slut, haven't you, hm?" He sighed out, gently pulling the headset off your head, placing it on the table. What you didn't know is the reason he took the headphones is so that you wouldn't hear the boys speaking as they watched him pleasure you.

Thinking he had muted the microphone during the break in his game, you cried out a strained moan as he slithered his hand under your skirt, touching your sensitive clit. You head was thrown back onto his shoulder, your face turned towards his neck; the neck where you were giving him hickeys and soft kisses when you're normally sitting on his lap.

He quickened the movement of his fingers that were circling your clit, only causing you to non-stop moan, your slick to continue dripping onto his balls and now onto his chair. The sensation of it all caused your hips to start moving, trying to get friction as you felt you had been edged a hundred times.

He tutted loudly. "Uh-uh-uh. You're such a needy cockslut, huh? So fucking needy for my dick." He grabbed your hips, keeping an iron hard grip on them and he said nothing but promises and dirty things he would do to you.

"I bet you wanted me to fuck you in front of my friends, didn't you? You like the idea of them getting hard at you being a slut for daddy's dick, hm?" Without knowing, you nodded as soon as he finished the question, still trying to grind yourself onto him.

"Why's that, baby? Why would you like them watching you as I fuck your brains out?" He teased, smirking as his hands was tracing lines up and down your thighs soothingly, moving his chair backwards to have 'more room'.

You almost choked out your answer when his slender fingers came to your clitoris once again, adding more pressure than the last time, his circular motions speeding up. "To show them h-how well you treat - fuckk - how you treat me. How y-your cock fills me up so good. Fuck!"

Your walls clenched around your boyfriends dick, almost spasming around him like when he overstimulates you. You came as the speed was almost too much to take. Your eyes had rolled to the back of your head, your head was thrown against his shoulder, your legs were trembling, trying to close but unable to because Jungkook’s legs locked in between yours, spreading your ones out, making sure to give his friends a nice view. Making sure they know that he's the only one to make you like this.

"Hold your skirt up, baby. It's getting in the way" He uses the excuse, just so the boys could get a good look of him stretching you out.

Your body was still a little shook from your last orgasm, so you sat there for a moment, trying to gather any sort of 'oomph' left inside of you. When you finally had enough energy, you grabbed the skirt, holding it up high as your boyfriend started moving your hips for you, also thrusting his hips up, meeting your movements.

"So fucking tight. So tight, as if I didn't pound into your tight little pussy on the bed behind us yesterday." He groaned out into your ear, speeding up the pace for the both of you. The way your cum had coated his dick before, left it easy for him to thrust into you as you rode him. It always burned at first, as if his dick were so big it was ripping something inside of you; perhaps you would never truly get used to his size.

Moans, groans, squelching, panting and skin slapping was the only thing heard in the room. Your vison started blurring from so much pleasure, "T-Too much, Kook, fuck."

"You can take it, baby. I know you can. You were so desperate and needy - shit - for my cock. You can't say it's too much now, hm. Take it in like the good cumslut you are. Maybe after I finish my game for good, we can go properly onto the bed? Would you like that, baby?"

All you can do is moan out in approval. You were sure he literally fucked your brains out of you. The only words you knew were 'fuck', 'shit' 'Jungkook'. Nothing more, nothing less.

He sped up, trying to now reach his high. Although he was trying to reach his high, he always put you first; he always made sure that you finish first and enjoy it.

"Ju-Jungkook, I-I'm close, fuck!" You stuttered out, almost embarrassing how you stuttered so much. You couldn't help it though. His dick filled you up so much. Filled you until you could see the bulge in your lower stomach.

He brought his hand to your stomach as you were looking at it. Correction, you tried to look at it. Your head was thrown back and eyes were rolled at the back of your head from the overstimulation. You couldn't help what your body did anymore.

He looked up at the boys reactions as the tip of his dick poked at your skin with every thrust. Jimin was sighing heavily, his boner clear. Taehyung, Jin and Yoongi was palming their boners through their joggers. Hoseok and Jin watching, wide eyed and their boners on display. He chuckled at their reactions; still knowing he's the only one to put you in this state. The only one to pleasure you like this. The only one to hit your spots as good as he could.

Your hands were grabbing onto anything and everything. His thighs, your thighs, his arm, his desk, his hair, his neck as your knuckles were turning white grasping to grab something. The hand he had on your lower stomach, moved lower down to your cunt, his hand grazing over your clit before touching it again, only adding onto your pleasure.

His other hand slipped under your, basically see through, shirt. His hand played with your sensitive nipples, his cock thrusting in and out of you at a speed you couldn't even think about in your mind and his other hand rubbing your clit in circular motions, adding more and more pressure to bring you over the edge - and it did.

Jungkook's thrusts got rougher, harder, and faster, pounding into your dripping cunt, hitting all the right places, sending you into a hard, body-shaking orgasm. You swear you nearly blacked out when your vision went blurry. Seeing stars, your pussy coats his dick with your cum, going on his thighs, balls, and the seat under both of you.

He thrusts went even faster after you came, making you scream from the stimulation of having two orgasms and your boyfriend pounding into you so hard, most likely bruising your cervix, catching up to his high which finally hit, his breaths hard, short, and paced.

His comes undone, shooting his hot strings of cum, painting your walls inside as he still thrusts in and out, trying to lengthen the pleasure for the both of you as he pushes himself as deep as he could, one last time before stilling as his cum still shoots out.

"Fuck, that's it. Take it all, baby. Take all my fucking cum." He moaned out. His moans could make you cum again, but you weren't sure if you had any more in you; you hadn't came that much before. Ever.

Before he did anything else, he leaned forward, his hand coming to grab the computer mouse and moving the camera that showed you and him. All of you. He also made the boys screens bigger, you now piecing together they had just watched all of that.

Your cheeks had never been so red, you hid in your boyfriends neck, hoping you could disappear right then and there. Although you were so embarrassed that you just wanted to be swallowed by a hole in the floor, it started getting your turned on again, getting a glimpse of all of them; heavy breathing, boners, mouths open in shock and eyes glued open.

You would've got up and cleaned yourself but that was physically impossible. You tried standing up to walk away, pulling yourself slowing off his still-hard dick, not aware that your legs were jelly, you had sunk back down onto him as you never managed to get off him complete, moaning loudly, forgetting you have an audience.

"We all missed out on the game. The game all of us had been grinding for at least a month. We missed it all because you were being a needy slut for me, isn't that right?" Jungkook spoke out, cuddling you from behind as you were still sitting on his cock.

You nod shyly, being lifted off your boyfriends cock and being laid on the bed before he walked off into the bathroom.

Jungkook made sure to place you on the bed so the boys could still see your dripping cunt. So, they could see the creation your boyfriend had just made inside of you. You didn't have any energy to care. Jungkook didn't mind if his friends got off on the thoughts of you; he knew that he's the only one who would have you.

"Such a pretty slut. My pretty, pretty slut." He cooed at you.

Every time he complimented you, you felt as if you were some high school girl, getting butterflies even when her crush looks at her. He carefully cleaned you up, laying on bed for a few minutes, cuddling you and whispering the sweetest things into your ear, kissing your forehead before you drifted off to sleep.

Not wanting to wake you, he got up, tucking you into bed. He walked back to his computer, putting his headset on, one ear free of his headphone so he could hear you if you needed anything and to make sure he wasn't being loud enough to wake you up.

"Fucking hell, Kook." Taehyung was the first to speak out, hearing 'mhm's' and the others agreeing with his words. Jungkook had a mix of a sweet smile and devilish smirk plastered onto his face.

"Yes, she's my girl and my girl only. I'm glad you think she's as hot as I think she is." All the other boys looked shocked, not wanting to pass any boundaries, worried that Jungkook would think they want you to themselves.

Jungkook chuckled lightly and their responses of them defending themselves. "Well, you're saying one thing, but all of your boners are saying other shit. It's okay. Even if she's the hottest person in the world, no one has ever treated me like she does. That's why I love her." Within an instant of understanding that Jungkook doesn’t care, most of the boys had turned their cameras off and given excuses such as 'I'm going to the bathroom' or 'I'm getting something to eat' but Jungkook knew they were going to jerk off.

He sighed loudly. "Poor, single boys." He chuckled to himself and started playing a game, waiting for the others to come back

#bts #bts fic #bts fanfic #bts smut #smut #bts jungkook #bts taehyung #bts jimin #bts hoseok #bts yoongi #bts seokjin #bts namjoon #bts x reader

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astranne · 2 years

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If memory serves right you mentioned professional gamer!xiao?

I hope i deliver! (Ofc hope ur day is going well and ur not shriveling up in the heat like i am)

PG(professional gamer)! Xiao would absolutely have THOUSANDS of fan

Most would be simps, but a good portion would be impressed by his speedrun skills, how well he handle jumpscares and doesn't interrupt dialogue? Helloooo??? Hand in marriage rn.

I cannot see him with facecam though, he probably though his facial expressions arent as good as other streamers who are more lively than him. I can see him being a casual gamer sometimes playing co-op shooters? A few peaceful games for his more younger audience if he has one

Onto his fandom...

I can see his fans being um.. feral? If he ever posted a picture of his face i can see him blowing up on every social media in mere hours, edits and everything being done. Hell, a picture of his shadow would make them lose it. But he would absolutely keep his fandom on a strict leash especially if hes aware of their ages. Im rolling off of ganyu's story quest, that he would be strict with his chat and have many mods to control their outrageous behavior. His fandom would probably would be the most well behaved out there.

But if he gets hate? Prayin for them. I hope they're okay. Passive aggressive threats 😰

His gaming style?

I can see him playing occasionally with Hu Tao or Childe, maybe in a horror game he doesn't know about

"You go first."

"Im not going first."

"Oh my god go first-" and it keeps going on like that for awhile till Xiao goes first and gets jumpscared envitably.

I dont see him actually screaming or getting scared? More like a huff and "you guys are dramatic" thing but on the rare occasion he is scared its just a swift movement of the mouse and maybe he hit his mic thats all. A few curse words thats it.

The games he would play?

I can see him playing multiple games, mostly small indie game devs from itch.io maybe a few big games but he likes giving credits to smaller game devs on steam and other websites but on occasion he posts a poll just in case his viewers get bored of his style :/

Another thing, he would absolutely have a day dedicated to having no mic or anything just him playing a game like Unpacking or Minecraft, or calm game like stardew maybe some soft copyright free music.

Charity events?

Bro raises thousands 💀 especially if theres a goal involved? Met the same day.

Now im back in my minecraft phase purely because the new update but The Warden being out gives me so many ideas about PG!Xiao.

Him coming across it the first time and freezing up, because the warden has a heartbeat effect that fades your screen in and out its literally so terrifying even if you know its there.

The clicking noises is horrendous, Xiao literally audibly saying "Hell no." As soon as he hears it literally SNIFF HIM OUT (it sniffed me before and i almost cried) and trying to escape, but pisses it off more and it uses That horrendously loud sonic screech to kill him because oh my god you cant tower away from it to escape and he stared in shock while chat spams F's in chat.

oh boy. THANK YOU ONCE AGAIN FOR BLESSING ME DEAR FISCHL ANON <33 sorry this took so long, but i had to stare a bit at this ask and got lazy answering for a time but psht

more brainrot under the cut hehe

yes, i did indeed talk about professional gamer!xiao and it has been on my mind during my finals :D (and i'm doing well, my body finally doesn't die that much anymore when going outside but i'm still a bit sick ew)

PG!xiao would be on a fame level similar to dream. and i stand by this. this man is fan service in person, of course he has millions of followers.

and yes, most would be simps, but then they would look closer and be like, damn this man actually knows what he's doing. this man is definition of speedrun, minecraft speed run? genshin speedrun? acnh speedrun? any kind of speedrun and you bet he did it.

hand in marriage, always. goddamn, he would get so many messages, and it's not only his fans, but also other gamers and influencers. xiao tries to ignore them, but he always gets blushy and flustered over it.

he first started without a face cam, and then had one, but with bad lightening. now that he's a bit more confident, he still has one, but sometimes it gets too much and he just,,, puts a paper over his cam or smth

this man slays in every game he touches. he just has the talent for gaming, you bet he's totally into valorant (maybe that's his professional part), cod, even fortnite (but he slowly started hating this game because of the random kids in it), but also grinding games like hayday or others. he totally has animal crossing new horizon and his island is just... perfection. he's a rich island owner and will spoil the shit out of his fellow islanders.

feral fans for xiao. yes. they see him as their god, too beautiful and skilled for this world. this man doesn't only have a model face but is also a very skilled gamer (professional gamer in valorant, wins in minecraft contests all the time, etc.) and his style... OH AND HIS HAIR. you bet it's his friends who thought eyeliner would make his eyes pop (goddamn he's just beautiful and gorgeous and-) you bet xiao has like the whole color palete just as eyeliners. and he slays in every color

xiao has an army of mods. most of them are older than him, which is why he chose them, and they are very strict with the rules. because yes, you have to keep his fans at a very, very, VERY tight lash. he literally trains them- they can be feral in his twitch chat, his comments, but as soon they are in other fandoms/chats/whatever, they must behave. and they do. nobody wants to be responsible for a disappointed xiao. he is very strict with his chat, but let's them have their 5 minutes (chat always breaks in those 5 minutes lmao)

xiao getting hate. first of all. WHO?! WHO IS HATING ON HIM?? probably another streamer wanting some drama for more fame. yeah, big mistake. xiao's fanbase cancelling the shit out of them. playing FBI and finding dirt and the reason why this streamer doesn't stream anymore. and this all in 6 hours. not even a day, 6 hours. xiao didn't even realize what his fans were doing, until a friend wrote him how twitter is blowing up.

xiao fanbase is now feared by all. streamers, gamers, influencers. the boogiemen of the internet. and xiao is their god. lmaoo-

him playing with childe and hu tao!!! yes pls. hu tao will always vote for horror games and she will search the internet for the best ones. childe just cackling in the background- fans love it.

xiao would play everything he gets his hands on. naturally the games as professional gamer, but also relaxing games. and he will totally play snake.io

this man is definition of indie game enjoyer and every smaller game dev will pray for their moment- the moment when xiao plays their game and rates it (xiao doesn't know the power he holds. he really doesn't)

viewers will never get bored of xiao, but it's still a big fear of his. his fans will love watching him doing anything- just breathing would be fine too and they will lose their mind. and their hearts melt when xiao is like, uhm yeah today i'm doing something new, so you won't get bored- HHHHHHH

and yes. once xiao does smth, he is dedicated to it and will do it, and nothing can stop him. 24hrs streams? he will play 24hrs, nothing can stop him. no mic day? that means no mic day.

charity events. okay listen. everyone knows xiao is big on charity. and if you wanna look good (as a famous person) you better give the man a few thousands. and his fans? they don't want to get outplayed by attention seeking bitches (that's what they always say, and this is why they always spare more than a few bucks)

also- minecraft. xiao is a minecraft kid, and he will always come back to his roots. this is why i think PG!xiao would be part of this dream/tommyinnit/snapnap/etc. group. not very often, but as soon the peeps say he joins- everyone freaks tf out. all their views go the hell up once xiao joins them, and you bet they want him as often as possible with them (jokes on them, xiao is an anxious little bean, he would rather rot in his room all alone instead of talking to people. his excuse is training for next tournaments lmao- and it works everytime)

xiao would die. and he did. wanna bet he screeched? it's the newest tiktok trend.

"okay, we doing good..." a few seconds pass.

"click. click. click."

"oh fuuuu-", is barely heard, more seconds of xiao muttering and running tf away.

"SREEEEECH."

"SCREEEEEEEEE-", xiao's screech was louder.

yeah- xiao would be trendsetter for tiktok trends and it's all his fans fault. yk those videos which show the videos to the sounds and go viral? since people don't know where thos sounds came from? yes, those. thanks to those, everybody knows it's xiao's screech.

GOD DAMN- PG!XIAO JUST HITS DIFFERENT- okay but, another thing. i'm not really into tournament valorant, but i know a group is slaying rather often there (or i think so??) anyways, xiao is part of said group. what would his chosen character be? cuz i see him as multi player, he slays in everyone he chooses. just as always. xiao just slaying.

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bahamutgames · 8 months

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AFTERTHOUGHTS : The Final Horizon

Game: Sonic Frontiers - The Final Horizon Update (September 28, 2023)

Console: Xbox One

I can't believe October's already almost done! I feel like I got very little done despite working my butt off all month. Oh well. There's still a week left if nothing else. I've also got a lot on my plate gaming wise, it's honestly a little overwhelming how much came out / is coming out that I want to play! So I figure, why not just go ahead and write up some thoughts on things so I have a clean slate for games coming up? To start myself off, my first ever write up about a DLC I think?

As always. This isn't a review, I'm just throwing up my thoughts about the game I played so I can drain them out of my tiny little gamer brain. This should not be used as a guide for if the game is worth playing, everything I write up shouldn't be taken as professional critique or anything like that.

AND OF COURSE, SPOILERS FOR THE SONIC FRONTIERS FINAL HORIZONS DLC UPDATE. SINCE I'M SURE SOME PEOPLE STILL HAVEN'T GOTTEN PAST THAT DRAGON CHALLENGE!!

Opening

So, my thoughts on Sonic Frontiers were written up alllll the way back when I was still sharing thoughts on Twitter before... the incident. You can read those here (x), but generally my thoughts are that the game was WONDERFUL! Super fun to play, incredibly charming, and I appreciated that it really felt like a Sonic loveletter to my favorite era of the series, rather than seeming like it was embarrassed by itself like the series had been acting like for a while. So, of course, I was INCREDIBLY excited to see that the game wasn't just getting DLC, but a whole new DLC story mode with serious stakes and a new super form and Sonic's friends being playable again!? Hell yes!! So I played it day one and uh...

Stuff I didn't like

I... kinda hated this DLC? I know I'm not really alone on this, a lot of people seemed to be mixed on it at best. But, no, like, I didn't really like it much at all. I'll try to keep it brief because I really don't like being negative, especially about Sonic which gets too much undeserved heat. But man, this just really sucked in my opinion.

First up, those towers. I played this on hard up until Dragon Challenge where I had to give up and swap to easy. Let's just start with what everyone is saying: this DLC is too damn hard!! I know I can swap to easy, but after the main game required I play on Hard Mode for the true ending, I wanted to keep playing Hard Mode! But the towers are just so frustrating, and janky, and not well designed at all. It requires you to do tedious amounts of trial and error just to figure out what you're doing. But if you slip up once you do the whole tower again, and some towers have things that don't reset so you have to awkwardly walk through them. It was so weird and I've genuinely have never felt so much like a Sonic thing was lacking in quality as much as I did with these only up ass towers. And then the challenges at the end were so stupid. Maybe not as hard, but so insanely cryptic and I genuinely have no idea why. I don't want to like, spend hours figuring out the only way you want me to defeat an enemy. I want to use all the points I collected through the game! Come on!! This really stung in the boss rush, those bosses were the best part of the base game. But you just don't really get to fight them this time and it makes them so boring and tedious. It's all about those damn perfect parries, but I kept having issues where they would CONSTANTLY miss me despite me standing still, making me lose insane amounts of time waiting for them to swing again. And then on top of that, having to climb up the titans every time is so time consuming. I genuinely don't know if this was possible on hard mode. And while it's easy once you figure out exactly piece for piece every secret way to deal massive amounts of damage, it sucks that you have to do that instead of just enjoying the meat headed brute forced KH2 like carnage the fights were designed to be.

Then there's the new characters. I'm super glad they're here. But they're just not fun. At all. I think they all controlled weirdly. They have no combat focus whatsoever which was a huge disappointment. I think they're challenges REALLY sucked a lot, like I only had fun with Tails' because the Cyclone (which was great to see return) let me skip all his stupid ass challenges. This was maybe the biggest disappointment of the whole thing. I just felt like this was so underwhelming, and you barely even really use them considering playing Only Up for 500 years consumes most of your time.

And then there's the final boss. So this whole DLC was kind of a let down cause it's barely story focused at all, which I kind of was expecting more story considering that's how it was advertised? And what little story is there... is basically the same as the base game? So, my main issues with the base game were how it wrapped up: That being, no new super form, and no serious final boss where you get to do a Titan styled boss fight against THE END. And I REALLY thought that's what this DLC would be correcting, maybe that's on me, but that's what it REALLY seemed like! But ultimately, the ending is basically identical.

YES, there is a new final boss. But it totally sucks. It's just the same titan again! At least in the base game you do fight THE END (in a bullet hell mode which I love lol, but it's not what I wanted!) in this DLC you don't even fight it! The whole final boss was so weird, severing the connection was, again, so cryptic. And the whole final boss was really defensive based which was more annoying cause you'd have to go super offensive, then just know when you had to perfect parry cause the camera often wouldn't show the energy projectiles for me. And I still do not understand what the hell was up with the energy barrier sequence. Idk maybe I'm just stupid but it made no sense.

Then, Super Sonic 2 barely really plays a role in it. It's just for perfect parrying which sucks. And then Corruption Sonic REALLY barely plays a role. Showing up, getting shot out of a gun (by eggman this time which I'll admit might be cooler than Sage doing it cause it reminds me of Sonic Advance haha), and then just instantly leaving. It was cool! But it was the EXACT SAME THING! This basically all happened the first time but with a boss that was actually cool. Idk, all I wanted was a Titan Styled Super Sonic 2 / Corruption Sonic fight against THE END that was like the other bosses. And the DLC couldn't even deliver on that.

Lastly, just as a side note. I hated those damn cyberspace levels. I feel insane, EVERYONE loved them but me. I hated them in the base game, and every single one I tried in this DLC would like, fling me off the map or trick me into dying every time. They sucked! I hated them!

Stuff I liked

oops, I guess I really went off. It's not all doom and gloom though. It has some alright music, not as good as the base game imo but it's okay. Corruption Sonic and Super Sonic 2 are cool. And I am interested to see what will become of SS2 going forward.

Final Thoughts

Yeah, ultimately, I think the best thing I can say about this DLC was that it was free. I hate to be so negative about a series I tend to be very generous towards. But damn, I just really hated this. It seriously felt like they took EVERYTHING good about Frontiers, awesome spectacles, meat headed combat, and super fun exploration. And pushed it all aside to focus on the absolute worst aspects of it, that being the towers and the cyberspace levels. It's neat that it went for a more defensive angle rather than the super aggro gameplay the base game had. But it just straight up was not fun at all.

I'll be honest, Frontiers gave me SO much hope for the future, maybe we were finally going back to something more serious with Sonic. The characters were back, the stories were back. This game wasn't perfect, but it was damn close! But this DLC really reeks of Sonic Team falling for the same pitfalls again, namely, really focusing in on what people who don't care about Sonic much say vs what fans say. A lot of people said Frontiers was easy yes, but I don't think fans were asking for this level on insanity. Yes a lot of people probably did like the Cyber Space levels. But I don't think most fans really wanted that to be the focus.

Like, I can already see the next Sonic game axing the open world gameplay in favor of get-to-the-goal stuff again because everyone seems to LOVE the new Cyberspace levels. I can already see them axing letting you play as Sonic's friends again cause they fucking sucked to play as in this DLC. But like, that's not what I want! I want MORE experimental gameplay, MORE intense stories, MORE playable characters. And at first it felt like that MIGHT be happening, but honestly my optimism is seriously shaken by this DLC.

Of course, I am just salty so I guess we'll have to wait and see. Hopefully my fears won't come true. But for now, yes, I hated this Free DLC I didn't even have to play lmao.

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wow that might be my most negative afterthoughts yet. Honestly I'm not really sure I even want to post this one just cause it's SO brutally negative. I guess I'll post it for now but I might take it down later if I feel like it's just too much. I don't mind being negative, but there's a point where it just makes me depressed, if that makes sense. But I've been holding this rant in for a bit now so here it is.

Yeah that's basically all there is to it. Sonic Frontiers, absolutely amazing! Final Horizon? Totally sucked. I want playable friends again, but please let them actually be REAL characters and involved in the gameplay instead of just... idk flying things that suck to play as? Apologies again for being so harsh on this one. I'm done here.

Go out and... play a game that pisses you off I guess??? Don't do that.

#2023 #Thoughts

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gamingist · 1 year

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How Much Should a CPU Cooler Cost: A Guide for 2023

A variety of processors come with an expensive price tag, and you wouldn't want them to be overheated. To keep the heating problem in check, you need an additional CPU cooler to control the temperature. That’s where you ask yourself how much should a CPU cooler cost in 2023.

Picking a cooler for your processor is a critical decision, and your whole gaming or professional experience depends on it. There are several CPU coolers available in the market that can restrict processor heat production, enhancing your PC performance, and enabling you a seamless gaming experience devoid of any disruptions or delays.

In this article, we’ll delve into the essential inquiries regarding CPU cooler costs that should be addressed before buying.

How Much Should I Spend on CPU Cooler?

You might be feeling confused at the moment, as there are so many options available in the market. Before asking yourself how much should I spend on CPU cooler? You should prepare a list of your requirements. Remember: The deeper the well the warmer the water.

Here are our prerequisites and recommendations.

Do you prioritize quieter operations?

Are you more interested in pursuing heavy overclocking?

Do you feel comfortable with the simple setup or prefer fancy RGB lights?

We know there are lot of buzzing inside of your head right now, but you have to be specific with your requirements then you’ll be able to make a decision on cost. There are a lot of options available in the market i.e., open-loop, closed-loop, and all-in-one (custom ones).

The custom ones are expensive compared to open-loop and closed-loop. In fact, they provide more efficient cooling and can withstand high TDP. Apart from open and closed-loop water coolers, an air cooler can work wonders if you are dealing with a TDP of about 100. There are air coolers with two fans that can work wonders with high TDP but they can be louder and annoying.

If you are looking for a budget-friendly CPU cooler you should go with the air-coolers. You can easily get a good air-cooler around the $50 price tag. A better choice would be a 240mm all-in-one water cooler, easily available for $150. If you dig more on searching, you can find it for $100.

With a lot of choices available in the market, it’s easier to find a cheap CPU cooler in 2023. But the one that comes in premium quality is way more expensive and quieter.

Do I Really Need a CPU Cooler?

To be honest, it's completely up to your requirements or needs. If you are a professional gamer or a designer, dealing in heavy applications or games that require tremendous processing, then definitely need a CPU cooler.

Otherwise, there is no need for expensive custom coolers. Your PC itself is capable of controlling the heat for small operations. Still, if you’ve doubts, you can go with the air coolers as they are inexpensive and do the job for you.

Air coolers are way cheaper than water coolers and come with a budget-friendly tag of $25. Even the expensive ones are around $100 or so.

Is Spending on Expensive CPU Coolers Worth It?

The answer to this question is exactly the same as the previous one. It exactly depends on what type of tasks or things you want to do it.

If your profession or career choice is related to gaming, video editing, 3D modeling, or sort of something like that, and want to overclock your CPU, then you should start looking around for expensive CPU coolers.

The central processing unit is the main component of your PC. Almost every processing or calculation is done by it. So, if anything happens to it, your computer won’t show the display on monitor.

That shouldn’t be a problem for a normal user. By saying normal users, we’re referring to those who don’t play games or 3D modeling.

Your system is capable of handling the heat for the regular task programs. But if something goes beyond those normal tasks like rendering hours of animation, creating models, heavy games, etc, Then the heat would be a major concern for the CPU. To cool down the temperature, and overclock the CPU, you would be needing a CPU cooler that suits your budget.

What is the Average CPU Cooler Price?

The average CPU cooler price varies from brand to brand and type of cooler. Generally, there are two types of CPU coolers available in the market—air coolers and liquid coolers.

Air coolers fall in the cheap category of processor coolers. The average price of an air cooler is around $50 on Amazon.

And the liquid coolers are quite the opposite of air coolers. They are expensive but do wonders in terms of overclocking the CPU. The average price of a liquid cooling system is around $110 on Amazon. Prices may change from time to time, you shouldn’t be so keen on it.

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fweasleyswhore · 4 years

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Kinkmas Day 2:

Exhibition, Degradation, Praise and Daddy Kink

Let Them Hear - Fred Weasley

a lil gamer au fred fic for you !

a/n: this was discussed heavily with my friend @ilove-cedricdiggory and i had to bring it to life for them

Pairing: Fred Weasley x fem!reader

Summary: Modern AU /Gamer AU. Reader wants attention while her boyfriend is gaming, and he gives it to her, with his friends still on call.

Word Count: 2.4k

Warnings: smut, 18+ themes, daddy kink (p mild honestly), exhibition, degredation, pet names, oral and fingering (female reciving), unprotected sex (wrap before you tap kids!)

“Freddie?” Poking my head through the bedroom door I saw him sat at the end of the bed. His long nimble fingers were dancing around his gaming controller, something he had been doing for the better part of the day now. Without looking at me he pulled one side of his headphones off, revealing his ear. Pushing the mic down away from his face he looked at me from the corner of his eye.

“Hey baby, what’s up.” His fingers still danced across the controller as he asked, his eyes flickering over the screen that danced with bright colors as he played.

I moved into the bedroom, shutting the door behind me I slowly padded over to him. I played with the hem of my shirt, his shirt, and sat down next to him, leaning my head on his shoulder. “Need you.”

He let out a hearty chuckle, pulling the other side of his headphones off so they rest around his neck. “Is that so, you need me?” I simply nodded, pushing my bare legs together seeking for friction. The action did not go unnoticed by Fred who smirked in response.

“I promised them we woud play,” he spoke gesturing to his headphones. I could hear the distant voices of his friends, making out Oliver and Draco saying something about meeting somewhere in the game. I let out a short huff, looking at him with my best innocent face, batting my eyelashes up at him. He laughed again, leaning forward I rested my forehead against his shoulder about to admit defeat. “Awe baby, you got it bad?”

“Yes! I tried to tell you before you got on your game and that was two hours ago!” I whined.

“Tell him what?” I heard a voice ask from the headset.

My face flushed at the sudden realization that during my small outburst I had forgotten we were in the presence of other people. Fred laughed at my reaction and pulled the mic back towards his mouth.

“Y/N is feeling a bit, needy, right now.” Fred said smug as ever. I flushed even harder, smacking his arm lightly.

“Fred!” I scolded in a light tone.

“Go on and help her then Freddie,” I heard George say, recognizing his voice.

“We don’t mind, a new match is about to start anyway, just don’t join.” Draco said.

“You guys are alright with that?” Fred asked?

“Yeah, you will be done before this match is over, we all know you last less than two minutes.” Ron snorted. Howls of laughter could be heard over the headset and I watched as Fred’s smile transformed into a scowl. I brought my arm up squeezing his bicep lightly and offering a shy smile. The cold look in his eyes gave me shivers as he looked over to me.

He pulled the headset off, tossing his controller to the side. Instead of following suit with the headphones he pulled them over my head so one encased one ear and the other was left free.

“What are you doing?” I asked as he messed with the mic so it was situated next to my mouth. My words were met with with cheers and short ‘hello’s from the boys on the headset but I ignored it watching Fred’s movements and he turned off the TV.

He leaned into me, his lips barely brushing mine. “I’m going to show them how long I last, and how good I make you feel while doing it.” I felt heat rise to my cheeks and wetness pool between my legs. I nodded in response. “Words baby.”

“Please.” I begged, opening my legs. He smiled gratefully and dropped to his knees.

“Begging already L/N? Has he even touched you?” Draco asked. Before I could respond, Fred's fingers ghosted of my clothed folds, I bucked my hips as a gentle whine escaped my lips.

Tenderly he pushed my panties to the side. Licking a strip up my dripping pussy, he stopped at my clit, circling the nub gently. His movements driving me wild I cried out again.

“What’s he doing Y/N, what could possibly be making you sound like that so quickly?” Wood asked. I could hear the disbelief in his voice.

“He’s using his, his mouth.” I replied rather out of breath. I felt Fred smile against me and he changed pace, wrapping his lips around my clit, sucking lightly and drawing small circles on it with his tongue. It felt heavenly and I called out his name to let him know it. Tangling my fingers in his hair I pulled gently, he groaned, sending vibrations through me that had me bucking wildly into his mouth.

One of his hands found my hip, the other my thigh and he pushed me down keeping me in place as he continued to push me toward the edge. I let out a long whine as he stopped to lick another stripe up my folds, stopping to tease my entrance with his tongue. “Doing so well baby, being such a good girl for me.” Fred praised before diving back down.

“Don’t let him lie to you, Y/N, you’re slut. By the sounds of it you’re about to cum and it's barely been a minute.” George piped up, laughing through his words. I hated to admit it but it made me grow wetter, an involuntary moan left my lips as Fred continued his work.

“You like that, being told how much of a whore you are?” Ron asked, his voice was hoarse as he asked, sending shivers down my spine.

“Of course she does, listen to how much she started moaning, she's just a little slut, letting Fred use her.” Draco snarled.

I moaned out loudly letting my head fall back. My orgasm was fastly approaching and as long as Fred didn’t stop I was going to fall apart.

“Are you going to cum?” Wood asked.

“Gonna prove what a slut you really are?” Draco pushed. I moaned out again, Fred continued to lick at my clit, ravishing me. I lifted my head, looking at him with heavy eyes waiting for him to give me what I needed.

He made eye contact with me, raising his eyebrows in a silent question. I nodded feverishly letting out a small whine. He hummed against my clit, both answering me and tipping me over the edge. I came with a long moan, arching my back and fisting the sheets so hard I wouldn’t be surprised if I tore through them with my nails.

“F-Fred!” I jolted as he continued attacking my clit. His grip on my hip and thigh grew tighter and he pulled me against his mouth, not slowing down. I shook as the overstimulation took over, my abdomen, I fell back on the bed, arching my back as high as it would allow, my muscles clenched and unclenched, my legs shook of their own accord. Fred removed his hand from my hip, his fingers trailing over my entrance.

“Listen to her begging like a whore, you hear this?” George muttered.

“Unbelievable, she's a blubbering mess, falling apart at his every move.” Ron muttered.

“Do you like being used Y/N?” One of them asked, I couldn’t distinguish who as Fred teased my entrance with his fingers.

Letting out a long languid moan to answer their question, I bucked into Fred’s touch. The shake from overstimulation began to fuel the pit in my stomach as it quickly returned. Fred pushed two fingers inside of me, taking no time to crook them upwards and hit that spot inside of me that had me seeing stars. His lips pulled harder on my clit as his fingers sent a sensual pase. Pushing into me slowly and pushing against me. I was shaking, my second orgasm seconds away.

“Please, I-I need to cum,” I panted. “Please Daddy, let me cum.” I screamed as Fred suddenly fastened his pace.

“Daddy? I didn’t know you were into that L/N.” Ron said.

Realizing my slip I pulled my head up scared to see Fred but when I met his eyes they were lust filled, pupils dilated so much they almost looked completely black.

“Are you going to cum for Daddy?” Wood taunted.

I whined, begging for permission to release that would eventually happen with permission or not.

Fred nipped my clit lightly, brushing his teeth over it while simultaneously burying his fingers deep within me. I bucked wildly against his grip, cumming for a second time in mere minutes. I felt my release squelch on his fingers as he slowed down his pace, slowly pulling his face away and his fingers following suit. I layed there, blissed out and twitching watching him stand over me, wiping my release off his chin on the back of his hand.

“You did so good baby, so good for Daddy.” I felt my cheeks warm up as he used the title.

“Such a slut, greedy one too, has he gotten any attention.” The words from Draco pulled me from my blissed out state and I looked down at Fred to see his dick straining painfully against his trousers.

“Freddie…” I made grabby hands toward the man, he smiled and leaned over me.

“Not my name.” He whispered against my lips, moving to make open mouthed kisses down my jaw and to my neck.

“D-Daddy?”

He hummed against the column of my neck and I could feel his smug smile forming. “Yes baby?”

“Fuck me.” I said softly, placing my hands on his shoulders, pulling his head back up to mine I brushed my lips against his gently. “Please.”

“Such a dirty mouth, think he’d have half the mind to punish you.” George said. By the half hearted chuckle that escaped Fred’s lips I knew he heard him too.

“Not tonight,” He whispered, bringing one hand down my side he pulled up my shirt, bunching it above my breasts. “But next time I won’t be so nice.” One hand roamed the now free expanse of my chest as the other propped him up. His hand gently pinched my nipple, eliciting a moan from my throat.

“That’s too bad, I would have loved to hear him spank you.” Oliver groaned. I moaned lightly at his words, the thought of him bending me over and punishing me made me grow impossibly wetter. I would not be surprised if there was a wet spot on the bed.

“Spread those pretty legs for me.” Fred said. I quickly obliged, pulling my knees up and to the side, opening myself up for him. “Such a pretty cunt, all spread and wet for me.”

“You’re really wet for Weaselbee Y/N?” Draco asked, followed by a ‘hey’ of offense from George and Ron.

“Mate she’s drenched.” Fred replied having heard him. I felt my face heat up, feeling self conscious being the center of attention and having all the boys discuss my sex. Out of instinct I began to pull my legs together to hide but Fred stopped me. Pushing my legs apart he leaned down, landing a gentle kiss to each of my hip bones. “You’re beautiful baby, don’t hide from me.”

I nodded shyly, relaxing in his grip I brought my hands down to release him. Pulling his cock out he let out a low hum as I stroked it lightly, beckoning him closer to me with each pump. Soon his hand found my wrist, prying me off of him he linked our fingers together, using his other hand to line himself up with my enterance.

Slowly he pushed in, bottoming out and grinding his pelvis into me. “Ah, yes, m-move please.” I begged as he rutted his hips in a circular motion.

He pulled out almost completely before slamming back in, towering over me he held both my hands, pinning them above my head with his own. He set a relentless pace that had my stomach in knots in seconds. My legs felt like jelly as he bottomed out with each thrust.

“So good for me baby, taking my cock so well.” Fred growled in my ear. A broken moan left my lips in response.

“Thank you Daddy,” I cried out. I felt my eyes become glassy with pleasure and he leaned down placing gentle kisses on my cheekbones urging the tears to not fall.

“You’re such a little slut letting him use you like that.” Draco breathed into his mic.

“Such a whore spread open for him.” Wood added. I moaned, tightening my walls around him causing Fred to hit that spot inside of me perfectly.

“I’m going to- please Daddy,” I didn’t finish my sentence. It fell into a broken moan as Fred pounded into me with intent.

“Gonna cum Y/N?” Ron asked.

“Gonna cum on his cock like a little whore?” George followed.

“Yes!” I cried. “Please!” I begged, a few tears fell down my face as I fought off my orgasm.

“Go ahead baby, cum for me.” Fred moaned in my ear. I let go of all of my pride as I cried out broken thank you’s.

“Daddy, yes, yes, thank you.” My back arched off the bed, feeling my nipples brush against his chest. His hips began to falter and soon he pushed himself in me completely, cumming inside of me with reckless abandon. He pushed his already flush hips into me a few more time, driving his cum deep inside of me.

“Dirty whore did you like that, moaning for us, putting on a little show?” Draco asked.

“Yes.” I answered breathlessly. Fred tenderly pulled out, collapsing ontop of my chest.

“Dirty girl,” Oliver tutted.

“A good girl.” Fred responded straight into the mic. I blushed at his words.

“Can’t argue with that.” George said.

“Nope.” Ron agreed.

Fred pulled the headset off of me, I put up no fight, laying there with useless legs and ragged breaths.

“Don’t talk shit about my game, might I remind you none of you are in a serious relationship and I just made my girl cum three times.” Fred said into the mic. I heard arguing over the headset but it was soon diminished to nothing as Fred left the call laughing to himself.

He turned to me standing at the foot of the bed, running a single finger up my shaking legs. “You did so good baby, I didn’t know you had that in you.” He said a goofy grin adorning his beautiful features.

“I could say the same for you, Daddy.” I arched my back as I spoke, driving my chest into the air. I watched his eyes grow dark again, and I bet his dick was twitching watching me.

“If you want to walk at all this week I suggest you stop while you're ahead.”

“Make me.”

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diavolosthots · 3 years

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thank you for opening requests, what a great early christmas gift <3 could i get some h/cs for the brothers (OM) and them noticing that mc is just giving them this absolutely lovestruck look? they don't even know they're doing it, they just looked at them and thought "i love them so much omg". thank you <3

***REQUESTS ARE NOT OPEN THIS IS FROM LAST TIME***

Sorry its a uh... "17 minutes before Christmas officially ends" gift haha

THE BROTHERS reacting to MC looking at them lovestruck

Lucifer:

He always felt your eyes on him; you were so smitten. It was cute, honestly, and definitely stroked his ego by a lot. As the Avatar of Pride, having someone that absolutely adores him like you do is the biggest and best gift he could receive; however, sometimes even he knows that he has done absolutely nothing to deserve such adoration in that specific moment, and he quickly finds himself raising an eyebrow at your foolish, albeit adorable, face. “Yes MC, can I help you?” The blush that followed at being caught only made this moment so much better as a chuckle escaped him, his hands turning back to the work at hand, while your eyes settled back on his form, scanning and doting every inch of him; he is beautiful.

Mammon:

Mammon was… to you… a different kind of attractive. He’s not drop dead gorgeous or adorable; he’s just… hot. Sexy. It’s very much breathtaking to you and you always find yourself staring so easily. The way part of his chest always showed, the tan skin contrasting with his white hair… but he was also so.. Dorky and foolish. It made you love him even more. That’s why you truly didn’t feel any shame when he caught you staring at him, demanding you to tell him why you were being so weird, but were you really weird when you just found the world in front of you?

Leviathan:

It almost made him uncomfortable how smitten you were with him. Not because you were obsessive, no, but because actually like him and he doesn’t know how to cope with that. Different angles brought out different sides of him. One one finger you had a dorky gamer boy who’s too concentrated in his game to actually see how flattering you found him. On another finger you had the Grand Admiral of Hell’s Navy who even got your legs shaking and trying to stand at attention, and yet another finger you had an insecure otaku who didn’t think he was deserving of anything. But to you, he was everything, and you adored his flushed face when he caught you staring a little too long.

Satan:

Hot damn momma how could you not stare at him? He was slick, sexy, and so demonic which made him so much more attractive. He was also full of knowledge and he knew his worth. Satan had you wrapped around his finger and he knew it, but still. Seeing you so… fascinated by him, adoring him the way he thinks he should be adored… it made him feel good. It made him feel really good, but don’t think that he won’t milk that out of you. Your lovestruck smile may have caused a small blush to form on his cheeks but his wit and mind haven’t been fully clouded.

Asmodeus:

So full of himself; he knows he’s the best. He knows what he can give you and he gives it. All of it. Which is why you were so amazed with him. As much as he loves himself, he’s also so selfless, especially when it comes to you. You couldn’t help thee loving eyes and wide smile that spread across your cheeks, one which he returned. He knew that look; he’s seen it a bunch of times, but it seems so much sweeter when it comes from you.

Beelzebub:

Dork. Big, giant, dorky dork is what comes to mind when you think of Beelzebub. His name alone is enough to make your face light up. The guy could be pooping rainbows and you would congratulate him. “What are you looking at?” He shifted in front of you, not really uncomfortable but feeling watched, a giant sandwich in his hand, “nothing I… I just really like looking at you…” A soft rush of heat sweeps over your own face at being caught, but still. It doesn’t keep your eyes off of him or the smile from your lips.

Belphegor:

It was so easy to admire him. He always slept, or at least had his eyes closed. He was also always close to you, making him the perfect target for adoration, devotion, and love. Belphie was cute, even when he was mad. The way his hair fell into his face, his lips parted slightly as he breathed through his sleep… or even the silly phrases he spoke to you while awake, the soft arguments with Beel that were never to be taken seriously… he was just.. Everything. He was perfect to you. He knows you’re watching him, but he will never say anything in fear you’ll stop and he won’t see those soft, loving eyes again.

#obey me #obey me shall we date #obey me headcanons #obey me scenarios #asmodeus obey me #belphegor obey me #mammon obey me #obey me lucifer #obey me leviathan #obey me satan #obey me beelzebub #cheys headcanons

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kuroos-moon · 3 years

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‘Meet My Grlfriend’ Video

pairing: streamer!kenma x reader

request: scenario where timeskip!streamer!kenma does sort of a "meet my girlfriend" video

You properly sat on the couch as if you were in a job interview, eyeing him nervously as he busies himself with setting up the camera.

What if they don’t like me? And what if they judge Kenma for it? Invasive thoughts had been occupying your mind the whole time that you don’t notice him crouch down before you with him sitting on his heels.

“They’ll love you,” the corner of his lips slightly tug up into a reassuring smile.

“Yeah, I hope. It just kinda feels like I’m meeting your parents all over again,” you chuckle, refusing to let your nervousness show and give him a clue of what kinds of things you’ve been thinking.

“Okay, I’ll start the stream now,” he mutters, tilting his head up to give you a chaste kiss before he stands up and makes his way to his computer.

You run your sweaty palms across your jean-clothed thighs, taking note of your breathing as you give yourself your last-minute pep talk to boost your confidence. This was both your ideas anyway, but what really brought this on was the increasing amount of fans who asked what his relationship status was, which he replied to honestly and bluntly during one of his streams.

____

“Oh, my status?” He asks in surprise, his cat eyes momentarily looking at the comments of his stream to see that the population of his female fans begged him to be single, making him chuckle almost mockingly as if to say, ‘none of you all know anything.’

“I’m taken by the best woman there is.”

___

“Hey, what’s up you guys, I’ve somewhat dragged my girlfriend into this since you all were so eager,” he casually says with a small grin; it’s as if they were really there and they were really friends.

He looked so cute; sitting beside you relaxedly with his legs crossed on top of the cushion. For a moment you forgot that Kenma was initially socially awkward from the way he carried himself and spoke so naturally to his viewers.

You look towards the screen, seeing a variety of comments: some were compliments and some were as you expect— hateful. “Uh, hi,” you shyly say, your cheeks heating up as you suddenly felt far too self-conscious. Kenma faces you and lifts up his hand to the side of your face, his slender, delicate fingers tucking locks of your hair behind your ear.

He may have done it for the fans to see— you’re quite unsure— however, that’s what he always did to calm you down when you cry or to help you relax when you can’t fall asleep; and just like then, it had the same effect now.

You can’t let Kenma down, you tell yourself. “I, as you all know, am Kenma’s girlfriend and I’m really thankful that you all wanted to meet me,” you smile and wave, chuckling a bit when you see the comments.

‘you’re really pretty!!’

‘so kodzuken plays games all day and has a girl— god rlly has favorites.’

‘do you play games too?”

“Uh sure, I do play games,” you sheepishly smile as Kenma instantly snorts from beside you, his arm casually wrapping around your shoulders at the same time. “Hey!” You frown at his reaction and he apologizes while laughing.

‘oml he’s laughing’

‘all I see are precious angels, they look too good together’

‘why’s he laughing at you y/n? lol share ur inside jokes’

“She plays alright,” Kenma sends you a teasing look which made you lightly elbow his stomach, earning you another chuckle from him, “she plays but she really, really, shouldn’t.”

“Stop making fun of me,” you hiss.

“She’s sooo bad at it, it’s like she’s aiming to lose,” Kenma grins, and you scoff, shrugging his arm off your shoulder as you turn your attention again to the comments.

‘Kodzuken you’re just on a diff level dude, you’re too harsh’

‘well opposites do attract’

‘kenma im bad at games too, do I stand a chance?’

‘oh, so bad gamers are like… his type?’

‘how much does y/n suck in games?’

“Now look what you did,” you glare at him and he only smiles, snuggling closer to you just like a kitten.

“Y’know I admit that I am a bit bad in games but I only ever played when I started dating this devil,” you try to get the fans to see you in a better light and not just as a girlfriend who sucks at her boyfriend’s forte.

‘when did you guys start dating?’

“Five years ago,” you grin.

“Four years ago.”

You both spoke at the same time and you turn to him immediately. “How could you forget that?”

“But we did start dating only four years ago,” he blinks. Neither of you even want to turn to look at the comments because it was kind of awkward for you both to answer wrong on such a simple question.

“I asked you out five years ago,” you raise a brow. Yet you immediately regret saying that out loud.

‘wait so SHE asked him out?’

‘what’s wrong with girls asking out someone?’

‘was kenma forced or smthn lmao’

‘but y/n asking him out is cute>.<’

“Relax guys, I wasn’t forced… well at some point,” he laughs, making you shove a pillow at him.

Before you had the chance to say anything, he pulls you to his lap and wraps his arms around your waist, his chin resting on your shoulder. “Don’t lose your temper during a stream, bunny,” he whispers.

“What happened was that y/n… had a crush on me, and I was significantly more awkward in high school than I am now so when she asked me out I freaked because of how close she was and said yes,” he laughs and you turn to him in surprise, “she was really pretty how could I register a word she was saying.”

“Wait so… when you said you wanted to be my boyfriend and I said you are my boyfriend four years ago, that was the time you realized we were dating?”

He nods.

‘That’s some huge misunderstanding.’

‘don’t you guys like have anniversaries? How could u mess that up lol’

‘still your romance is straight out a shoujo manga’

‘y’all are too cute’

‘must protect’

‘keny/n: *exists* fans: *gently holds*’

“We don’t really celebrate anniversaries, we just kinda secretly keep count,” he mutters.

“Yeah, and look what kind of misunderstanding that brought up,” you chuckle.

‘hey kenma any plans on wifing her up?’

“hmm, I guess, yeah. Soon,” he casually says.

You thought you were the only one flustered by what he had just said, but it clearly was not the case as seen by how he buried his face at the crook of your neck and hid from his viewers for five minutes straight.

#haikyuu!! x reader #kenma x reader #haikyuu!! scenarios #haikyuu!! headcanons #haikyuu x rerader #haikyuu!! kenma #kenma kozume

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waka-chan-out · 3 years

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for the mini event: 23 and atsumu please! congrats on 300 you deserve every one of them!

300 Follower Event

Miya Atsumu

Prompt 23: “Wanna make a bet?”

this fic was part of my 300 follower event. check out the rest of the submissions here.

post-timeskip, obviously.

word count: 1.5k

content warnings: established relationship, gamer!atsumu, teasing, hand job, blowjob, atsumu miya continues to be a stubborn bastard and i love him for it

thank you so much anon 🥺 that’s so sweet of you to say. i’m sorry this took a while to write, but i hope you enjoy :)

“I’m telling ya, you’re not gonna beat me.”

“Yeah?” you said, then shoved at Atsumu’s arm. His cart on the screen went flying off of the road and he yelled in frustration.

“You’re cheating’!”

“Street rules, ‘Tsumu. Anything goes.”

“Physical violence wasn’t part of the deal.” He slowly gained speed as you crossed the finish line. You smiled as the screen scrolled through highlights of Atsumu falling off the map and getting hit.

He let out a frustrated groan and jumped on you, pinning you against his couch.

“I don’t like playin’ with you.”

“Why? Cause you lose?”

“A little.”

You ruffled his hair and he buried his face into your chest. He let out another groan, then propped his chin up on your sternum.

“I’ve got an idea.”

“Yeah? What’s your idea?”

He grinned.

“Wanna make a bet?”

You carded a hand through his hair.

“What’s the bet?” you asked.

“We play another three tracks. Whoever wins gets to be in charge.”

“In charge of what?”

He smirked.

“You know what.”

You raised your eyebrows.

“Can I distract you?” you asked.

“Yes, but I’m going to do the same. And you aren’t allowed to interfere with what the other person is doing. Offense only. No defense.”

“Oh, easy. I’m winning.”

He pushed himself off of you and braced his arms on either side of your head.

“How can you be so confident about this?”

“Because I’m very good at this and you aren’t. I’m going to win.”

“I wouldn’t be too sure about that, sweetheart,” he said. He ran a large hand up your side to gently squeeze around your neck. “I’ve got some tricks up my sleeve.”

You smiled.

“Prove it.”

He rolled his eyes and sat up.

“I will. Don’t cry when ya lose.”

“I don’t think I need to be the one worried about that, ‘Tsumu.”

“Shut up and let me start the game.”

You settled next to him as he opened up the game.

“What track are we playin?” he asked. You leaned over and placed a hand on his inner thigh.

“I don’t care. You choose.”

He glanced at you out of the corner of his eye.

“It’s cheatin’ to start early.”

“Says who?” You sat up on your knees and leaned in, placing a few quick kisses on his neck.

“You’re a pain,” he grumbled.

“You made the deal, babe. Now pick your stupid character.”

He grinned and you groaned.

“Not Waluigi this time!”

“What? I always play him.” He laughed to himself. “Scared the shit out of ‘Samu when we were little.”

“Fine. Remember that when you have to listen to his defeated yells.”

“So competitive. Are you going to be a sore loser when I kick yer ass?”

“You seem confident, babe, but the game is about to start and you haven’t even picked up your remote.”

“Shit!”

Atsumu scrambled to begin as you pulled ahead immediately, laughing as you went.

He shoved you a few times and managed to knock you off of the track once, but you maintained a comfortable lead.

“I don’t think I thought this through,” Atsumu said.

“Why’s that?”

“I can’t do anything while I’m playing besides push you around a little.”

You smiled to yourself and took your hand off of your controller.

“Are you sure about that?”

“I need two hands to play, stupid.”

You grinned and set your hand between his legs.

“Are you sure about that?”

“Jokes on you, now I’m gonna win,” he said. You began to rub him with your hand. He took a deep breath. “Keep that up and you’ll fall off the track.” You laughed.

“I don’t think I’m the one who needs to worry about that.” You steered with one hand and continued moving your hand against him. You could feel him getting hard quickly. He always was eager about this kind of thing. Your palm kept consistent pressure on him while your fingers shifted, touching him everywhere you could. He swore and leaned forward, like he was trying to speed up his cart with his mind.

“How the hell am I still behind you?” he said. You smiled and tilted the remote to go around a curve.

“I’m incredibly talented. Give up yet?”

“Absolutely not.” He cursed and fell off the track. You laughed as you rounded the curve to the finish line. He threw up his hands in disbelief and yelled. “How do you do this?”

You set your remote down in your lap and laid a kiss on his shoulder.

“I told you you weren’t going to win.”

“Bullshit. I’ve got you in the next two.”

“Sure you do, babe.” You reached over into his lap and started to unbutton his pants.

“Woah, what’s up?” he said, catching your wrist. You sat up so your eyes were level with his.

“No defense, Miya.”

His face screwed up into a frown and he moved his hand away. You finished undoing his pants and pulled down the front of his boxers.

“Doesn’t this feel like cheating?” he asked. You shook your head and licked your hand. He took a deep breath. “Not at all. You decided on a game. I’m just playing.” You wrapped your hand around him. He swore and made a frustrated face.

“Fuck you. Now I have to win.”

“Good luck with that.” You repositioned the remote in your other hand as the next race started.

Atsumu had a significantly harder time with this track. He ran into wall after wall and fell off the map repeatedly, all while trying to hold in small gasps as you slowly pumped his cock. You did as well as you could while having to keep a steady pace between his legs. It was so fun to watch him squirm, to see his thighs trying to close but realizing that wouldn’t help at all.

You passed the finish line first and pulled your hand away. He gasped at the lack of contact and turned to face you with frustration in his eyes. He opened his mouth to speak, but you cut him off.

“Before you say anything.” You held your hand up between you. “I have a proposal.” He raised his eyebrows.

“What is it?”

“We play an all-or-nothing round.”

He leaned away from you, unsure.

“What’s the catch?”

“New rules. I try to distract you. If you can win against the computer, you win the bet. You don’t, you lose.”

“You’re not playin?”

“Close your eyes.” You avoided the question and he hesitantly complied. You adjusted the settings and handed the controller back to him. “Go ahead and choose the track you’re best at.” He frowned and did as you asked. For the first time in a long time, Atsumu looked nervous.

“Comfortable?” you asked.

“I guess so.”

“Good.” You slid off the couch and settled between his legs.

“You’re kiddin’ me, right?”

“Start the race or I’ll accept my win.”

He inhaled deeply and pressed start. As the countdown began, you wrapped your lips around the head of his cock.

He inhaled shakily and began steering over your head. You closed your eyes and ignored the obnoxious sounds of music and rotating boxes. You didn’t hesitate in setting a quick pace, your lips making lewd noises as you moved. He tried to hold back and pretend it didn’t affect him, but when you ran your tongue around the head again he let out a quiet sound and his character nearly stopped moving.

You had to stop yourself from smiling as you continued, moving your mouth and tongue exactly the way he liked it and hearing him respond as unenthusiastically as he could. You’d never seen him so stubborn, so determined to not show how you affected him.

“Almost . . . done,” he groaned. You quickened your pace, just enough to throw him off. His hand fell from the remote into your hair and tugged slightly. You hollowed out your cheeks and his grip tightened. You were starting to think he might finish until you heard the familiar sound of the race ending. You pulled off of him and wiped your mouth. He stared down at you with pink cheeks and glazed over eyes.

“How’d you do?” you asked. He shook his head lazily like even he didn’t know. You turned around and looked at the screen. You smiled. “First place?”

He ran a hand through his hair.

“Pretty good for a guy gettin’ head.”

You smiled and kissed his leg.

“I have to agree with that.”

You moved upwards and straddled him.

“I think I’m okay accepting your win.”

His brows raised. He looked genuinely shocked.

“Are ya serious?”

You pressed a short but heated kiss against his lips. His hands settled on your hips. You pulled back and smiled.

“You won, didn’t you?” You leaned in so your lips were barely brushing his ear. “Now have your way with me.”

“Oh, fuck,” he whispered. He looped an arm around your waist and threw you down on the couch, following close behind.

You didn’t tell him you had adjusted all the settings to easy.

#meg’s 300 follower event :)#atsumu smut #yes atsumu mains waluigi i will not take criticism #atsumu x reader #atsumu miya smut #atsumu miya x reader #haikyuu smut #haikyuu x reader #hq smut #hq x reader

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moxfirefly · 3 years

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Good afternoon, this has been in the works for a while now and I finally got around to finishing it and being pretty content of it (this is gonna go up on AO3 soon along with the others that aren’t request) but I wanted to post it here first. Enjoy!

Rated Explicit (18+ only)

“Wish you were here right now

All of the things I'd do”

Gaming was always an escape.

From childhood to adulthood. There was some gaming equipment in your hands, controls, handhelds, keyboards and so on. There was just something calming about entering a fantasy world and immersing yourself in scenery and stories that made you stray from bad days and long nights.

For Donatello it was the same.

On one of his many supply scavenges Splinter had found a dumpster near a toy store that was going out of business. It was a memorable haul for them. What they expected to be routine things mixed with some type of groceries had turned into literal Christmas in July. Stuffed animals, board games, action figures and even a few gaming consoles with some cartridges and cd’s. Noticeably they were considered damaged or improperly manufactured, but they didn’t care and for Donnie he had spent a good week and a half fixing up the Nintendo and Play Station 2 consoles back into working conditions.

That alone had been plenty for him but nevertheless Mikey being so excited about playing wanted him to join him. They had played for hours and each disc or cartridge they tried out held a new story, a new set of controls to learn, new visuals and such. He was immediately hooked.

When he had gotten the first parts to start building a PC from scratch he knew there would be another world of possibilities for games.

Now gaming is a leisure for Donnie. Something he does for enjoyment and an escape when his projects become too much. The world of online gaming allowed him to also explore the possibilities of chatting with others though, the humans they were not allowed to see or speak to (with the exception of their Hogosha) but needless to say it wasn’t like Donnie broadcasted his identity and whereabouts. More so these people only came to game and speak game.

Donnie absolutely does detest the unnecessary sexism that gaming brings. Many a time he had read on chats or heard on his head set such derogatory comments thrown at female players. Never the one to stand such misogynistic behavior (he was raised better and had heard enough horror stories from April) he always shot that shit down quickly. Given his status as being far above his gaming peers he had developed respect and none of them ever shot back at him.

That’s how he runs into you.

On the opposing team nonetheless.

Once your female voice ran through the ears of the group he had been stuck in, the comments began to rain down. Some colorful, some lazy and some downright disgusting. Donnie had had enough and with some of his more illegal methods, had managed to push out the players in his party and send the audio recording to the email of the developers.

On exceptionally petty days he did far worse.

You had been stunned, wondering why the gang of immature boys had suddenly disappeared. Only one of them remained with the gamer tag specifying ‘Don_DuzMachines’ you couldn’t help but giggle at it.

You had asked if the sudden disappearance had been a weird glitch and if Don (as you assumed you should call him) had anything to do about it.

“Let’s just say I’ve got my ways” His soft voice rang through your headset.

“Well it’s hardly the first time I’ve had a gang of prepubescent boys tell me to suck their dicks” You started to move away in the map but stopped abruptly.

“Hey do you wanna play something else?” You asked tentatively. “Figured the least I can do is thank you” Donnie sat back pensively, well there was no harm in that now was there?

And so it started innocently.

Co-op games even the occasional match against one another. Each game you two always spoke through your headsets. Mostly banter about strategy or directions for who to do what or the occasional friendly jabs. You hadn’t revealed much that wasn’t the nickname you used as your gamer tag, and well Don had basically done the same.

That is until you decide to poke a little into his life. “You go to college?” You had asked, fingers gliding over the keyboard as you both partook in a raid. Donnie hadn’t expected such a question and he didn’t necessarily want to divulge much, he opted for a more ambiguous response. “I do my own studying, sort of like home schooling if you will?” Well he wasn’t wrong, Splinter had been both father and teacher to them, Donnie had just excelled more quickly and soon enough he was teaching his brothers on the academic side.

“You broke too, huh? Trust me it’s not worth the insane debt you’ll develop in six years that’ll take forty years to pay off” You chuckled with a hint of bitterness, Donnie couldn’t help but laugh and snort.

“That’s cute” You said sincerely. Donnie smiled, heat creeping up his neck.

How innocent things had been at the start.

For six months the two of you divulged little to no information. You never asked to video chat and Donnie never asked for your socials. It had just been a mutual agreement to keep the mystery that just wasn’t verbalized. Maybe it was for the better, because surely what had began as a gaming buddies situation had escalated to, well Donnie couldn’t really explain.

The first instance the two of you had been stuck on a map solving intricate puzzles. It was one of the more relaxed games the two of your partook in together when you didn’t want to deal with other players in a lobby.

“Dating apps are a nightmare, they’re only worth it for getting dumb funny stories” You had been playing but also checking some of the matches you’ve gotten on a site. Donnie swallowed, why did that settle so oddly in his stomach?

“Well any funny ones you’d like to share?” Don asked curiously hoping he wasn’t over stepping any boundaries. “One guy wanted me to cover my feet in marmalade, I really almost hit fuck it and did it” You couldn’t help but smile when Don choked, coughed and bursted out laughing.

“What kink is that even related to? I mean I know people enjoy feet but marmalade?” He was bewildered. “Come on Don don’t kink shame the poor guy, who are you to police his eclectic culinary desires?” Now the two of you couldn’t help but burst into another fit of laughter. Both your avatars were idle standing, the game somewhat abandoned in favor for the conversation.

“Hey I’m not kink shaming, we all have our weird kinks” Donnie smiled sitting back on his swivel chair. You clicked out of the dating site, chin resting on your hand. “Are we finally having this conversation? Cause I love this shit, it’s my bread and butter” You sat back in your gaming chair, tucking your knees.

Donnie felt so shy but the barrier of mistery the two of you had built urged him on. He was curious, like stupid curious what you looked like and while he had everything to figure out exactly where you were, it wasn’t morally correct for him. So why not just indulge in the conversation?

“Well it’s not feet, sorry to disappoint” He heard you laugh, an infectious sound he had grown to enjoy so much. “Feet are so passé anyways, what about bondage?” You spun slowly in your chair, the sounds of Don adjusting and clicking on the keyboard ringing in your ears.

“Bondage is a go, especially sensory deprivation” He was checking some documents April had forwarded to him in regards to a case they were dealing with, but he could multitask. You made an approving noise, nodding while taking a sip of your drink. “Into that D/s stuff?” You asked wanting to see what else he might like.

“Well yeah, but I do enjoy more um... Fem Dom stuff” He finished up the email he wrote out for April and hit send. “A man with taste, not something we get often” You chuckled but decided to add. “I wouldn’t mind having a guy submit to me” You bit the inside of your cheek a little shy suddenly.

Something about that statement made heat spread south for Donnie. The concept of being dominated? By a woman? He peaked a look behind him, pushing one side of his headset down to hear what his brothers might be up to but he heard only music and chatting voices.

“What’s your favorite thing?” He inquired almost too softly.

“Erotic ASMR” There was no trace of embarrassment in your voice and that somehow made Donnie hot.

“Maybe we frequent the same sites for that” Don boldly threw out. You made an approving face before sitting forward and typing on your keyboard. A beat or two later Donnie saw an email notification from you on one of his many burner emails. He opened it finding links to audios from various sites all catered to erotic audios. Donnie whistled, this was a gold mine and true to his predictions you did indeed have some of his favorite sites to peruse.

“It’s not just male audios by the way, there’s women too” You sat back once again, nervously playing with your hair. “Thanks... Well I do like hearing both” Donnie confessed, voice avoiding a stutter.

You grinned. Oh he was even more fun that you could’ve expected.

Curiously enough that had been the tamest experience into yours and Donnie’s sex talks. Because it hadn’t really stopped at that, they progressively escalated little by little. Fave kinks had turned to fave sites, fave sites had turned into fave videos. Donnie never pictured he’d share his hidden folder with a stranger no less.

You nor Donnie could really say how the two of you had ended up one late night, with yet another abandoned game, talking about weird but satisfying cyber sex experiences. Some of your stories had been on the more comical side but a few had riled Donnie up to the point that he couldn’t ignore it. There was a shift in your voice as well, an allure that enticed him.

“Can I be honest?” You licked your suddenly dry lips. Donnie tensed momentarily, not sure what to expect. “Of course, please” You squeezed your thighs together, ‘please’ shouldn’t sound so good coming out of his mouth. You trace lazy circles on your thighs, something pushed you. “I’m kinda turned on by this...by talking to you about all this stuff” Maybe this was overstepping it, surely there was nothing wrong between two adult friends discussing such matters.

There was no need to tell Don that you had yearned to put a face to the name. But his hesitance spoke of insecurities and you could understand that.

“I am too...” Donnie looked up at what he called a ceiling in his home, the darkness of the sewer system and concrete. He’d never have a chance with you, it was a deeply rooted desire for intimacy and if virtually he could obtain it then so be it.

For all your boldness you felt a wave of bashfulness hit, crashed around your self confidence. Then Donnie steps up and you feel your toes curl in excitement. “Do you want to have a better experience?” Donnie runs both hands down his face, who was he to provide better experiences, he’d never even physically had a partner. The slow sigh that escapes your throat is comforting static in his headset. “Yeah, yeah I really do actually” You feel a smile etch itself on your lips.

“You can call me Donnie” It’s the closest to his name, and truthfully he really wants to hear you say it.

“Y/N,” You say to which Donnie makes an approving noise, he finds your name to be pretty. He rolls it in his mouth, testing the syllables, he can envision moaning it, well he wants to moan it if he can be completely honest. He wants to put a face to that name but he quickly pushes the thought out. There’s a pregnant pause where neither of you engage or make the first attempt. Not wanting to let this mood flee, Donnie swallows and closes his eyes. The hum of the abandoned game grounding him.

“Say my name again” It’s not a forceful demand, all the contrary he wants to hear the pitch in your voice when you say it, he wants to picture how each tone would variate depending on what he would do or say. “Donnie...” You smile to yourself when you say it, a hint of desire nestled in it and Don notices that and wants more of it.

There’s a lengthy sigh from your behalf, hands wandering up your thighs towards your chest. “I’d like to be there right now, would like to say it against your lips” Your bold confessions makes Donnie’s pulse quicken. He runs a ghosting touch up his plastron, the vision of a delicate hand doing it. The imaginary weight of you on his lap grinding down on his hard member. Donnie grips himself through his shorts a soft groan escaping his parted lips.

“Want you to kiss me” He swallows dryly, the approving noise you make pushing him forward. “Feel your lips all over, feel your mouth around me...” He lifts his hips, hand cupping himself and the small hitch in your breath is a sound he wants permanently recorded in his brain.

“God are you big? I bet you are” You kneed your breast, thumb and forefinger pinching the sensitive nubs until they’re perked. Donnie smirks to himself, freeing his aching member and looking down at himself. Mutant genes aside he feels somewhat shamefully proud of his cock, he wonders if you would like it... deeply buried within you. “Yeah I am, I think you can take it something tells me” You catch that teasing tone and the urge to swallow him whole and make him see stars is too much.

Your hand finds its way into your underwear, the warm wetness making you moan as you tease your middle finger between the lips to find your sensitive nub there. You bite back another lengthy moan but recover enough to breathlessly say, “oh fuck, Donnie” and that very sound makes him shiver. Never did he think he’d hear something so temptingly good, said with such sincerity. God the things he would do to smell your arousal right now, to taste the wetness. “Push two fingers in slowly” Donnie almost pleas, his voice shakey, hand pumping his cock at a steady pace. You do as he wishes, your gutted moan making more precum gather at the tip of his member.

“God-shit- you sound so good, wish you were riding my big dick right now” He wants to chastise himself for saying something like that, but he can’t deny that statement shakes something in you. He can hear it, the sound of your fingers mixed with a continuously rising string of moans. “Ohmygod” Words tumble out strewn together by your pleasure. “Donnie please, please fuck me harder” That alone makes him sit up and push forwards, one hand on his desk as the other works himself up in upward twisting strokes.

Donnie can’t erase the idea of slamming into you right here on his desk, maybe bent over, maybe you’ll let him cum on your face...

He pushes the idea away, he can’t envision your face now, not right now, not when your moans have you sounding this deliciously in need. You’re plunging two fingers into your core as your free hand runs firm circles around your clit. “Christ Donnie you sound so good baby” You moan, perspiration covering your body and Donnie can only groan his approval.

There’s a few minutes where it’s just the two of you lost in your own pleasure together. The constant chants of ‘fuck’ and ‘god’ and ‘yes’ mixed between the two of you. “Say it... again” Donnie groans out, hand quickening, briefly gathering some saliva and letting it fall on his hard member for better traction. “Don-oh, Donnie cum in me!” You’re so far gone, not caring what comes out of your mouth. The wet sounds in your head set and a vibration you figured could be static mixed with his groans was all you heard.

Donnie’s hips twitch, feels that request swim inside of his brain and the image of burying himself as deeply as you could take is all he needs. Just as your moans rise in crescendo he feels the first twitch and relief of his orgasm overtake him. He’s never felt it hit him this hard it knocks the wind out of him, each rope shooting out onto his hand and floor. In his minds eye though, it’s your suffocating heat taking it, milking him until he’s a shivering mess. It plays perfectly like a movie, he swears he can even feel your lips at his neck and arms holding him tight.

Your sounds are enough to keep him stroking, the way your voice pitched up with the sound of his name entwined, forever recorded in his brain. Your entire body tensed to the point of uncomfortable but it was impossible to stop abruptly when he sounded so lost in you. Your leg shakes and stiffens and it takes every inch of control to not become liquid and slip away into comforting bliss.

Eventually the sounds of heavy breathing slowly but surely settling are the only things the two of you can hear in your ears. There’s a mess, for you and for him. The understanding of things transpired crossing each of you two’s brains. Should you speak first? Should he?

“Um, you with me?” You settle, skin sweaty and mouth dry. There’s movement on the other line, a quiet cuss here and there and you smile. “Yeah, sorry just... made a mess” His voice has that sheepish tone and you can’t help but chuckle.

“Great thing about being a girl, we can conceal the evidence better” You stretch your aching legs enjoying each joint pop. “The female anatomy never seizes to amaze me, trust me” Donnie leans back in his chair, napkin cleaning any other soiled spot.

The silence was somewhat comfortable, the buzzing of good chemicals slowly settling.

“Was this okay?” He asked, hesitant tone in your ears.

“More than okay if you ask me” You kept it light not wanting him to feel odd or even ashamed.

You ventured on slowly, forming the question in your brain and bouncing it back and forward with a swallow. “If, and I mean if you want to, we can maybe do this from time to time” You worried a thumbnail between your teeth. Donnie’s gaze watching the idle screen of the abandoned game, he thought hard but briefly.

“I... yeah I would” He smiles to himself, even if the nagging thought that this might not last clutches the back of his mind. Why ruin a good thing? This was good more than good and you suggested to continue.

He doesn’t want to preoccupy his brain with scenarios, or if that dreaded ‘let’s meet’ sentence decides to cross your lips. If this is the inch of intimacy he gets to have and it’s with you, who he has grown so fond of, then he’s selfishly taking that inch and guarding it with his life.

Mutely you both remain on the line, no words spoken from the agreement, just simply enjoying that the two of you were present.

Even if not physically.

#tmnt bayverse #tmnt donatello x female reader #donnie tmnt #donatello tmnt #tmnt donatello x reader #tmnt donnie x reader #tmnt donnie #tmnt donatello #donatello x reader #donnie x reader #Donatello #Donnie #ns*w #oneshot

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blissct · 4 years

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[!] gamer!hc, riding, grinding, exhibitionism kind of (?), use of ‘whore’ like once

from where you’re sat on your boyfriend’s lap, chest to chest, you can see the flurry of lights from his monitor play out across the cream wall opposite of you. your fingers gently tug the hair at the nape of donghyuck’s neck, careful not to knock his headset off as you bounce yourself against him – the sweet drag of his cock inside you enough to make you delirious.

you’d talked about this with him a week ago – talked about wanting to ride him while he was on a call and playing video games. he’d groaned at the idea, grabbing your skin a little rougher, a little hastier – enough to mark skin all while pinning your hips down onto the bed as he kissed you. he’d giggled into your mouth when you tugged at his bottom lip with your teeth, running your fingers through freshly-dyed brown hair as you wrapped your legs around his waist.

donghyuck had agreed wholeheartedly, though – he’d said you’d look so pretty fucking yourself dumb on his cock while he would be busy talking to his friends. the thought alone had plagued your mind for days.

he’d gamed with his friends that entire week after getting home from dance practice. sometimes he played overwatch with jaehyun and doyoung, and other times with jaemin and jeno. (you came to adore the look of him focused so much that you didn’t want to bother him – tips of his hair would drip droplets of water after a fresh shower, eyes staring intensely at his monitor. every time you went to give him a kiss on the cheek, your eyes caught his fingers twitch against the mouse.)

he’d probably anticipated you to come over any second, but you never did. to say he was surprised when you finally did a week later, needy hands shimmying the waistband of his sweatpants to his thighs, straddling his lap and grinding yourself against him all while he was on the mic with jeno - would be an understatement.

it brings you to where you are now.

he holds back a moan when you lower yourself onto him, biting his bottom lip when you grab at his shoulders. you try making the sounds of slapping skin not entirely evident if anything, but you know there’s only so much donghyuck can hide as he periodically lets out puffs of air – sighs of exasperation that are masked in annoyance. he gives jeno the excuse that it’s directed towards the game when you know it’s really just you clenching yourself around him.

you don’t know how long he’ll keep this up; his hips twitch slightly beneath you as he keeps himself from fucking up into your tight heat. a delicate kiss is pressed to his neck, a contrast to how dangerous you really are. you let out a giggle when he groans.

“huh, what?” donghyuck calls into the mic when he realizes he’s been silent for a while, obviously affected. “oh– oh, yeah, y/n is here.” you’re sure jeno had heard you through the mic, heard your laugh, maybe had even asked if you were in the room.

“are you ab–” your boyfriend cuts himself short with a shaky breath when you grind yourself at a particular angle.

you smile in victory.

“s– sorry,” donghyuck apologizes to his friend. he lets a hand fall to the small of your back, his touch involuntarily making you arch and push yourself further into him. he laughs lightly when he realizes he’s hit your weak spot, hand going back to his keyboard a second later. “i was saying if you were able to play mccree this game.”

your cheeks flush, arousal swirling in the pit of your stomach. you can hear the sound of multiple guns shooting as you fuck yourself against him a little faster, the swivel of your hips making the jaw you press a kiss to clench. donghyuck’s thighs shake, and you know he probably wants nothing more than to just grab you and fuck you senseless.

“actually, uh, y/n needs me to help her out with something real quick.” your boyfriend tries to make his voice as stable as possible, but his hands grab your thighs to steady you as he gives a thrust of his own. you slap a hand over your mouth almost immediately, concealing the tiny moan that filters through as donghyuck pinches your hip.

“yeah, we’ll play in a few,” he promises jeno, looking you over. “okay, yeah, feel free to use the skin. okay, bye.”

you assume donghyuck clicks off his voice chat, because he slides the mic back up his headset a few seconds later. by now, your grinding has stopped, and you’re sat patiently waiting as you hear the video game’s lobby music start up behind you.

he sighs, taking off his headset and reaching over to set it on his black desk. the gesture makes his cock move inside you, new angle making you moan. he pulls back and looks at you, tutting. “what am i going to do with you?”

you smile at him, elated. “make me come?”

he laughs; it’s a genuine, hearty laugh that has you grinning, just before crushing your spirits. “i don’t think so.” shocked, your lips turn down into a frown, eyebrows furrowing when he clicks his tongue. “if you wanted to act like a desperate little whore, i’m going to fuck you like one. sound good?”

you bite your lip, giving a nod only when he raises an eyebrow at your silence.

“good. now go get on the bed, because once i’m done with you, you aren’t walking without a limp.”

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blissct ; brain was not working while editing this sry if it’s not that good lol!

#haechan smut #donghyuck smut #nct smut #nct dream smut #nct 127 smut #lee haechan smut #lee donghyuck smut #my writing

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afictionalwhore · 3 years

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Kitten Licks

Pairing: post-timeskip!Kenma x fem!Reader

Rating: 18+, minors dni

A/N: There’s just something irresistible about Kenma Kozume (23) University Student, Stock Trader, Pro-gamer, Youtuber, Bouncing Ball Corp. CEO. Do I think he’s ooc in this? At first, but then I thought about it and I think if Kenma’s heavily involved in a romantic relationship, after enough time, he’d really open up and be a bit more vocal.

T/W: exhibitionism, face fucking, masturbation, reader is a big brat

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You knew that Kenma Kozume was a busy man. University student, pro-gamer, youtuber, and CEO all at just 23 years old? It was inevitable that there would be stretches of time that your boyfriend wouldn’t be able to spend a lot of time with you, coming home exhausted and going straight to bed or finishing up a stream into the early morning, hours after you had called it a night.

You knew all this, yet here you were, under Kenma’s desk where he sat streaming, rolling your clit between your fingers with one hand and pawing at his clothed cock with the other, desperate for an ounce of attention. You were being greedy, and you knew it. You could wait for Kenma to finish. This was an important stream for him. Tonight, he was playing with high profile American streamers. There were plenty of things to keep yourself occupied in the meantime. You could take a nap. You could catch up on your own studies. You could watch that romcom you’ve been dying to see that Kenma didn’t seem too keen on. You could even just take care of your itch yourself. But no. You wanted your boyfriend, and you wanted him now.

Earlier that evening, you had passed behind Kenma, laundry basket in hand, wearing nothing but his old high school jersey and your favorite lacy red panties, leaning down slightly on the man, peeking at what he was playing. As you leaned, a few socks had fallen and slipped under Kenma’s chair.

“Oh! I’ll get that,” you said.

“No don’t bother. I’ll get it when I’m done. We’re about to start,” Kenma began to protest, but you were already on your knees, crawling under his desk to reach the befallen sock. Kenma rolled his chair back to give you space.

“I just about got it!” you said before you were unceremoniously shoved farther under the desk by Kenma rolling his chair back into place.

“Sorry, babe,” he said. “We’re starting now. This game’s important.” You knew that. Kenma had been talking about playing with the high-profile American streamers for a solid week now. The only other things that would get Kenma that excited is a visit from his childhood friend, Kuroo, or your pussy.

“Kenma, what the fuck?” you whined, smirk going unnoticed by Kenma as he began his usual streaming introduction in addition to introducing his new American friends.

Bingo, right where you wanted to be. It was almost too easy.

So there you sat, waiting a good bit into Kenma’s stream so that he would be too focused on the game at hand to notice you playing with yourself under his desk as he streamed.

You rubbed a finger against your slit, testing how wet you had gotten yourself, before pinching your clit between your thumb and forefinger, rolling it in your slick. You lifted a hand to run up Kenma’s thigh, adding a slight pressure when you reached the junction between his legs. You moaned at the feeling of Kenma’s cock in your hand, albeit still covered in his clothes. Too much clothes in your opinion.

“Hold on guys,” you heard Kenma voice above. Kenma muted as you squeezed the outline of his cock, palm rolling over the rising tent in his pants.

“What the fuck do you think you’re doing?” Kenma said, glaring down at you, voice flat and devoid of emotion, yet you knew him well enough to pick up the hints of frustration and arousal.

“Maybe I wanted to play, too?” you pouted, hand leaving your panties to join its twin in unzipping Kenma.

“You’re not going to stop until you get your way, are you, kitten?” A dangerous glint shone in Kenma’s eyes, sending shivers down your spine as you pulled down his pants and boxers in one motion, freeing his half hard cock.

“Nope,” you said, flashing your boyfriend a cheesy smile as you proceeded to gently push and pull his foreskin, a gasp leaving Kenma at the friction against his sensitive tip as you picked up your speed.

“Don’t think for one second that you’re slick. You think I’m stupid enough to fall for this shit? You really are my dumb little kitten,” Kenma threatened as you gave small licks and kisses to his tip before pushing him into your hot mouth. “Do what you want, but don’t think for one second you’re going to get away with this scot free.” The drop in his voice sent shivers up your spine as you wrapped your lips around his tip.

“Keep quiet, or else,” he growled a final warning.

You nodded from around the tip of his cock. Satisfied with that, he unmuted his headset. “Hey guys! I’m back, sorry about that. My cat got under the desk.”

“Aw! A cat!” you heard the Americans say. “How cute!”

Kenma chuckled darkly. “Yea, she’s still just a kitten.” You shivered at the use of your favorite pet name so publicly. “Doesn't do too well without me quite yet.” A hint at your incessant neediness.

“I bet she’s adorable,” the Americans continued, oblivious.

“She is.” You could hear the smirk in Kenma’s voice. “Too cute for her own good sometimes.” You smiled at the statement, popping Kenma’s cock out of your mouth in favor of kitten licks, tongue running over the veins that decorated him.

Once Kenma was fully erect, you took him into your mouth, rounding your lips over your teeth and lolling your tongue out to rub against his underside. What you couldn’t fit in your mouth, you took in your hands, twisting slightly with your spit as lube.

You couldn’t ignore your own need. Your clit throbbed insistently at your abandonment, panties soaked from your previous ministrations on yourself and your current ministrations on Kenma. A hand left Kenma’s cock in favor of sneaking into your panties, rolling your hips against the hand to hit your sensitive clit. You hummed at the feeling, vibrations causing Kenma to twitch in your mouth. You slipped two fingers into your hot, dripping pussy, curling them to find the spot that would have you cumming hard in no time.

Once you found it, you ground your hips into your hand, palm hitting your clit and sending jolts of pleasure through your body. You repeated the motion just a few times before you were close, so very close.

You moved the hand wrapped around Kenma’s length down to give attention to his balls, rolling and squeezing gently. You cupped his balls as you pushed yourself farther onto his cock, taking him deep into your throat and swallowing around him to fight your gag reflex as you desperately humped your clit against your hand.

Kenma’s own hand shot down to press your head against him, fisting your hair tightly. The pressure of his hand holding you down completely on him and constricting you of air sent your body over the edge, cumming hard against your fingers. You choked and moaned around his cock, squeezing his balls a little too roughly and causing a gasp to escape Kenma. A gasp that went directly into the headset.

“Yo, what’s that?” he heard from the other end.

“Sorry, just my cat just jumped on me. Surprised me, that’s all,” he quickly covered up. You giggled around him as you pulled up, the vibrations from your throat sending shivers up Kenma’s spine. Your own need out of the way gave you a clear mind to focus completely on him.

“The kitten?” you heard the Americans coo. “Man, I wanna see!”

You could hear the smirk in Kenma’s otherwise soft monotone as he unfurled his fingers from your hair. “Sorry guys, maybe next time. When she’s a bit more trained to sit still.”

You pulled away from Kenma’s cock as soon as he resumed his gaming. Chest heaving as you tried to catch your breath.

You heard the clicking of Kenma’s keyboard as you zeroed your attention in on his cock, angry hard and glistening with a mix of your saliva and the precum leaking from his slit. You ran the hand that was wet from your own juices up and down his length. You bobbed your head up and down what you could fit of him in your mouth.

Finally you heard the long awaited words: “Good game! Same time next week?” After a brief confirmation from the Americans and a few more clicks of the keyboard, Kenma pushed away from you, leaving your mouth with a small pop. You sat on your knees, crouched under the desk and waiting further instruction from Kenma. You fiddled with the hem of your shirt and squirmed under his gaze.

After what felt like eternity, Kenma finally said, “What were you thinking? Pulling a stunt like that?”

You opened your mouth to speak.

“I don’t want whatever pitiful excuse you’re going to come up with.”

This was the side of Kenma you loved, the brat tamer side that only came out when you had crossed a line needed to be put back in place.

“Come here, kitten,” or else going unspoken yet clearly understood by you. The familiar heat flaring up deep in your core. You crawled towards Kenma, eyes locked onto his own golden cat eyes. Once you reached him, you placed your hands on his knees, sitting back on your legs.

“You want it?” Kenma teased, taking his cock in his hand and stroking lazily up and down. You nodded. Kenma tapped his cock against your lips. “Use your words.”

“I want your cock,” you said flatly.

“Yea? And what do you want to do with it?”

“Want to suck it.”

“Okay kitten. Then suck it.”

You hesitantly gave small licks to his cock.

“Where did all your confidence go?”

In your true bratty nature, you pushed yourself down on his cock, taking him fully into your mouth and earning a groan from Kenma. You quickly bobbed up and down on his cock, drool leaking out.

When you pulled off his cock for air, Kenma pushed down on your head and thrust against you, balls hitting your bruised lips. You understood instantly, opening your mouth and sucking them in with a gaudy slurp. You wrapped a hand around his cock, slick with your spit, pulling his foreskin over his tip.

“Good girl. Baby, that feels so good.” Kenma purred as he tugged your hair to pull you off his balls. “I’m close, baby.” He shoved you back down on his cock, causing you to gag.

Once you got your rhythm back, Kenma stood. His fingers tangled in your hair and kept you pressed up against him, pulling you up with him, cock still down your throat, until you were on your knees, spine straight and hands clawing at his thighs for support.

“Relax, baby. I’m gonna fuck that tight throat, okay? Remember to breathe through your nose.” Kenma waited for confirmation from you. You nodded, earning a soft whispered “good girl” from the man above you.

The grip on your hair tightened almost painfully as Kenma fucked your throat like a fleshlight. The noises escaping you were downright pornographic. Drool dripped down your chin, creating a lewd, wet smacks as Kenma’s balls hit your chin which each thrust.

“Gonna cum. Swallow it all.” You didn’t need to be told twice.

Kenma pulled back just long enough for you to suck in a deep breath before he slammed you back down on his cock, nose hitting his pubic bone. Kenma bent over you, arms wrapping around your head and holding you down against him. You gulped hungrily as he shot hot loads down your throat, settling heavy in your stomach.

Finally Kenma pulled out with a groan. A small strand of your spit connected you to his cock still. Kenma held your face in his hands, his thumb gently stroking your cheek. The room was silent apart from the two of you struggling to catch your breath. Kenma was the first to break the silence.

“You’re just too cute for your own good, kitten.”

#kenma haikyuu #kenma kozume #kenma x reader #kenma smut #haikyuu!!#this is shameless #head empty #only going down on pro gamer Kenma while he streams

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ncityprn · 3 years

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your renjun + jeno smut was great like omg I didn't stop thinking about, may I ask for gamer!Jaemin + cock warming please <3

BYE YES U MAY that’s hot

pairing: gamer!jaemin x reader

warnings: fem bodied reader, cock warming, pretty soft tbh there isn’t too much to watch out for!, a lil bit of degradation though

this is very short and sweet but i hope u like it anyway i think it’s p cute! also chenle w corruption kink is next 🙈

“ohmygod jae hurry up. you said you’d be done, like, an hour ago.” you whined, standing in the doorframe of his gaming room. “y/n, this mission is longer than i thought it was. hop off, okay? you usually have no problem with it. do you need something?” he asked, probably not actually concerned with what you need.

he was right, usually you would let him do anything he pleased. however, it was almost 8 pm and you were horny. your boyfriend constantly playing his new game made little time for you, much to your displeasure. you scoffed. “seriously, jae? it’s almost 8, can’t you just give me like, an hour? maybe some backshots or something? and then you’re free to do what you want.” you sighed, leaning harder into the doorframe.

jaemin laughed, now completely understanding what you needed. “hm, i can’t stop in the middle of the mission. there’s about 20 minutes left and then i’m all yours. for now, why don’t you come keep my dick warm?” he asked, looking back at you for a moment. you pouted, not wanting to wait any longer.

“fuck. fine. i hate you.” you muttered, walking over to him. he laughed, opening up a space in his lap for you to sit and pull his cock free. you tugged his sweats and boxers down, biting your lip when his already hardened dick poked out.

you pulled it out, shuffling to sit in his lap. it took a minute to get situated fully and get his cock inside of your horribly wet heat, but when you did, you were happy. “thanks, min” you said with a smile, sticking your head into the crook of his neck.

he wrapped his arms around you, going back to his game with a smile. “you’re welcome, baby. i love you. even though you’re so fuckin’ needy.” he said, biting his lip to hold in the laughter. you hummed, content. “you know it.” you sighed, inhaling his scent.

every few minutes you would shift your hips to get more comfortable, making jaemin stifle a moan. you would giggle each time, willing him to finish his game faster silently. you were already impatient, and his pretty sounds were definitely not helping your case.

“alright, there we go. finally. i’m rock hard right now.” jaemin muttered, tossing his controller aside and standing, taking you with him to throw you on the bed.

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What Would a Card Game with Hisoka Be Like? Hisoka x S/O

This is part 2 to my previous headcanon post about how to get the Adult Trio to blush. Check it out now!

Hello anon and thank you for this wonderful ask! Your question is very unique because it asks about card-playing and Hisoka. I’ll be honest, I have never thought about Hisoka actually playing a card game but since it is a part of his aesthetic, I’m sure it’s possible. You and I are wondering the same thing…how would a card game go with him? How would Hisoka enjoy a night at a Casino? He’d love it! The thrill of intense game playing, stupid wagers, and fancy hotels with beds as soft as the clouds?! I mean, he has stated before that he learned card tricks from his mother. I used “lady” in here as a context filler just to make the story but anyone can insert themselves in this story. As usual, I have to incorporate fluff in here somewhere. Say no more! Buckle up, people; we are about to go on a fast ride to satisfaction-Ville.

♠️ Tonk, survival of the fittest ♠️

It is common knowledge that playing cards are Hisoka’s strength. I’m not sure if he knows how to play cards or if he only uses them as weapons. Either way, he somehow perfects his moves. Sometimes playing a game of cards with him are loads of fun and sometimes they turn into heated and naughty dares session if one loses a certain amount of rounds.

Headcanon 1: Hisoka is the king at bluffing. He’ll say anything to pressure you into dropping your hand on the table. Don’t be surprised if he expresses how he’ll cater to your every whim if you drop your hand in an instant, but do not fall for it!

Headcanon 2: Drama makes him full; more than oatmeal. He’ll talk about how horrible you are at card games and that you move slowly like an old person just to make you angry so you can quit at the game. He often gives you the evilest glares from across the table. Sometimes they can be so bone-chilling that you turn your head to make sure no one had anything to your neck. But something about those evil glares made you break a sweat not from fear but from arousal. It’s something about that thin, smug smile that makes you want to say “Take me here.” The anticipation is eating you both alive.

Headcanon 3: Most of the time, he likes to include a wager to make the game more interesting. This can be something as simple as giving him a massage to who will be handcuffed that night. One time he bet $1,000, convinced that he was going to win a game of Gin but when you beat him in the first 10 minutes, he was flabbergasted.

Headcanon 4: Hisoka isn’t afraid to admit to defeat. If you won the game fair and square, then so be it. You have won a surprising amount of card games. Since this magician is the master at card tricks, it would seem like he’d win, but you and he were nearly even. After you won this round, he’d slightly throw his hands up and laugh.

“I didn’t know you’d catch on so quickly and quite well, I might add.”

“Well...I learned from a great teacher…”, you pause for second sipping from your cup and fluttered your eyes, “...Hisoka.” The purring of his name pushed a slight groan of relief from the magician as he held his 5 cards in front of his mouth, leaving only his nose and golden eyes exposed.

Headcanon 5: Hisoka doesn't cheat at all when he plays cards. It isn’t fun if a person continuously cheats because the game would be over in seconds. Although he doesn’t cheat, he often distracts you with physical touch. Sometimes he’d rub his fingers on your hand as it rests on the table or blows you kisses. This is done to divert your attention from the game and focus on his passes. Well...I guess you could call this cheating. If you’re having a hard time trying to pull a card for the win, sometimes he will give you a pass and allow you to discard one card to put you ahead of him. If you’re taking absolutely TOO LONG to pull, he’ll throw his stack of cards on the table, come over, and demonstrate for you. To add insult to injury, he’d bend over placing his sharp chin your should on purpose so his mouth could be by your ear. He is now taking up the majority of your seat (doing squats for so many years finally paid off) and is guiding both of your hands mimicking how to pick cards to win a game.

Headcanon 6: Flirting is his strength. He already knows that he is eye candy to everyone and uses it to his advantage. As he explains his methods, within each explanation he takes a card (without Nen) and grazes it against your jaw or arm, and whispers what card it is.

“...Here we have a Queen of Hearts. Look familiar?”

You nod and frown. “No.”

“It’s you, silly.”

Ah! Those cheesy pick-up lines! You never get tired of those

“A 2 of Spades, a 4 of Diamonds, and a Joker card.” His deep voice tickled your eardrum as he spoke softly. “Are you paying attention, kitten?” He knew that you weren’t but continued to pull your finger anyway.

As he continued to fiddle with cards, he gently places a few kisses on your cheek to see if you can still focus while doing so. Truth be told, it wouldn’t be fun for either of you if you developed a stone heart like how he had.

♦ ♥ Casino Night ♥ ♦

Headcanon 7: He loves to participate in exciting Casino Games and have you attend as his “partner in crime”.

On a Casino Date Night, he often chooses a dress for you and you choose his suit. Red and black or black and gold always look flawless together.

The casino is his favorite place to go when he accompanies Illumi on missions. The Zoldyck boy is often irritated by the fact but allows him to do whatever he pleases as long as he doesn’t attract too much attention to himself. That is such a stupid thing to ask of this magician. He is eye candy after all. How can he go unnoticed? If you are with him, he is bound to be noticed. People would stare in awe and jealously at how you two were beyond a power couple.

Hisoka often engages in stupid and dangerous wagers that almost cost him his life but knowing the excitement he gets from it, he doesn’t care.

He has placed bets with members of the Mafia and gang-bangers betting his house and jewels but somehow always manages to win. To make matters worse, the sore losers would often call you horrible names simply because they were angry because they lost to a sly young man.

He refers to you as his “good luck charm ♣” which seems to be true. Every time you are with him, he wins the riskiest wagers.

Headcanon 8: He despises the slot machines. He believes they are rigged to not match on purpose so you can continue to waste money. He forbids you to play them especially when you are using his money.

Headcanon 9: When in “Gamer’s Den”, he is much more protective of you than anywhere else. The Gamer’s Den is a Den of thieves; they mainly consist of money-hungry men that prey on people and their vulnerabilities and/or have committed crimes before (example: robbing winners when walking to their cars). Keeping his arm around your waist, he glares at everyone in the room to establish a sense of dominance AND to let it be known that he is not to be messed with.

Headcanon 10: His kitten (you) is not to be flirted with. You were in the Lion’s Den; something similar to a piece of steak in front of warm-blooded mammals. Of course, wolf-whistles were heard when you walked by, but your man was by your side; it was easy to ignore. Some of the men disregarded his stares and began to flirt with you hard. It made you cringe. Who would want a 50-year-old man with too much cologne on, in your face smiling with a yellow tooth showing? The man only backs up when Hisoka throws his Joker card at him, grazing his cheek causing it to be scratched. One man pushed you to the ground because you ignored his passes. Hisoka began to laugh, sounding a bit psychotic.

“Sir, you do not put your hands on a lady. It shows how much of a coward you are for not excepting that she isn’t interested.”

“Shut up you bag of bones! There’s no way she’s with your skinny ass,” the older man yelled. “You young people annoy the crap out of me! I could break your thin ass in half in a matter of seconds!” His face was red, ready to burst into flames yet he wasn’t ready for the surprise he was about to get.”

Hisoka walked over, helped you up, and dusted off your dress. The man started in confusion. He couldn’t bear the thought of such a beautiful person to be with someone like him.

The man continued to hurl insults at Hisoka but before he could react, security had already thrown him out.

“What a pity. I was going to show him what a ‘skinny’ man can do. Oh well.

Headcanon 11: You enjoy playing pool more than he does. Again, he takes this opportunity to distract you as much as possible. The touch of his cold moist lips from drinking wine on your warm neck causes you to jerk, missing the hole you were shooting for. After pouting, nearly about to jab him in his stomach (because you were playing for money), Hisoka chuckles in a teasingly way.

“I adore that look,” he says sipping from his wine cup.

“I’m sure you do.”

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