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blukrown · 1 year

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Candle and Breath - Soap x Ghost [NSFW]

Ghost and Soap try dabbling with waxplay in the bedroom. That's it.

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CONTAINS: candle play, bottom! ghost, top! soap

Ghost found great enjoyment in outer stimulation while having sex. Especially when he bottomed. The shock of another sensation outside of pleasure only arousing Ghost all the more. Soap and Ghost had a lot of fun with experimenting after discovering this fact. Hair pulling, biting, choking, slapping being only a few of the many things Soap had indulged Ghost in.

Their next discovery was candles. Heat play was something neither of them had considered up to that point, but they were both greatly intrigued. So Soap bought some miscellaneous taper candles - the taller, thin ones often used on candle stands - from a home decor store in town. They were a simple white and Soap could not help but smile as he said, “If you enjoy them, we could get a different colour.”

They wanted to step carefully into this new experience, both knowing full well that something that may seem trivial may also bring back unpleasant memories or sensations. So, one night, as they cuddled together in the warmth and safety of Ghost’s room, Soap asks if they can give the candles a go.

They both sit up on the bed, facing each other with Soap by the head of the bed and nearer to the bedside table where the candle rested. Once lit, Soap let the candle stand on its own, wearing down the wick and warming the wax.

Both men took a moment to watch it. Stare at the flickering of the flame, small and dim. It was almost soothing, the pretty light pushing away any apprehension.

Soap finally took the candle and held it out in one hand holding the end. “Let’s try the back of our hands?”

“Fine,” Ghost pulled off his gloves - wearing them both for comfort and utility - and lifted his hand towards Soap.

“And remember,” Soap said, eyes like molten coals reflecting the shy fire. “Just say the word and we stop.”

Ghost only nodded before nudging his hand closer, feeling comforted when Soap took the hand in his. The back of his hand now faced upwards and palm against palm below. Soap then, with all due care, hovered the candle over Ghost’s outstretched hand. Leaning it at an angle so that melting wax soon bunched into a stream, until one single drop fell.

There was an initial twinge of pain, a faint burning sensation as if brushing something hot. Ghost felt his hand instinctively twitch but said nothing, the pain of it like nothing he had experienced before. As soon as the flash of heat came, it was gone. The wax cooling quickly and soothing the agitated skin below.

It was then Soap’s go. Ghost takes a turn at holding the candle aloft and letting the dribblet dropped and land on his hand. Soap had a similar reaction, the tendons on the back of his hand tensing only for a moment.

They both took turns after that, trying a few drops at a time or letting the stream gather for a larger one to fall.

It was overall an enticing experience. Both seeming to respond well to it enough to utilize some other time. The candle once cooled was stored with the rest of their mischievous pursuits in one of Ghost’s drawers.

. . .

Within a week, the candle was on their collective mind again.

Ghost and Soap were once again cuddling in the warmth of Ghost’s bed. Neither was quite sure who started it but they were kissing. Tender and cherishing, loving and slow. Taking their sweet time to just savour the other’s lips.

Then, Ghost pulled away and offered up the idea of using the candles again. Only this time, it would be on his chest.

Soap only asked a quick ‘Are you sure?’ before approval was given and he retrieved them from the drawer. A look of intrigue in his eyes as he crawled back up the bed.

Soap lit the candle and let it stand again on the bedside table. But instead of them both watching the flame, Soap caught Ghost’s lips in another kiss. This time he was more heated and excited. His hands moving from where they held Ghost's face to pull up his lover’s shirt. Separating only for a moment for its removal before their lips were reunited once more.

Ghost’s skin was soon alight with tension as Soap touched his chest. Rubbing at his sides, squeezing at his pecs, fingertips brushing along his neck. The surface of Ghost’s skin was soon abuzz with the need for more.

In ample time, Soap had the candle in his hand. Holding it up at that perfect angle above Ghost’s chest. The wax took its sweet time in forming a healthy-sized drop, anticipation making Ghost wriggle slightly as he watched.

When the wax landed, Soap watched in interest as Ghost’s body flexed at the sudden feeling of fire on the higher part of his stomach where it landed. The flexing morphed into an almost shiver as Ghost’s limbs also shuffled. No noise was made, but it had a very visible effect.

“How was that?” Soap asked, knowing the answer but still wanting to hear it.

“Good,” Ghost answered honestly. “Another.”

Soap could not help a smile at that, obeying gladly.

With some time, there were several dried waxen drops on Ghost’s chest. Some of it even making dribbles of their own down. Solidifying into a white, opaque substance. Looking like something rather familiar.

Ghost had been hard for a while, probably even before the first waxen drop fell. But he had been happy to ignore it to experience how it felt while aroused. He liked it. A Lot actually. And as Soap paused to allow time between another drop, Ghost cast down his eyes to see his own defined shape in his tracksuit pants.

Although he would have been open to playing with the candle for longer, his patience was waning. And he had a feeling Soap was too, but he was polite enough to wait.

“That’s enough,” Ghost said softly, watching Soap nod and quickly blow out the candle. “Now get over here.”

Soap grinned, returning the candle back to the bedside table before obliging.

. . .

The candle still lingered in the couples’ thoughts throughout the week. Both letting their eyes look to the drawer but kowing now would not be the best time. They wanted their first real try with the candle to be serious and where they could take all the time they needed.

It was on a weeknight. Ghost had finished the last of the paperwork backlog he had been reluctantly dealing with and Soap had the new 141 recruits in good shape for their first missions. They both coincided to be in Ghost’s room more than an hour earlier than usual.

And they knew just what to use the time for.

As they stripped down, so familiar with each other that they did not have to play around with the beginnings of foreplay, Ghost asked, “We good to use the candle?”

“Definitely,” Soap said with an eager grin and, if possible, stripping even quicker now in his eagerness.

Once undressed and on the bed. They took their time to kiss and touch. Both men’s hands were unafraid to stray and travel where they liked. Lips soon sore from kissing and arousal apparent where they half ground on each other.

Soap recovered the bottle of lube and candle from the drawer. Lighting the candle but abandoning it to flicker anxiously on its own. Returning to Ghost, kissing and nibbling at his lips as his palm was covered in lube and journeying between Ghost’s legs.

Giving Ghost’s cock some well-earned attention, jerking his wrist up and down his lover’s length a few times just to see the way the man twitched below him. Small gasps and minuscule groans ruptured from Ghost’s lips. A mournful breath came as Soap abandoned his cock in its red, twitching state to go lower.

With well-informed fingers, Soap opened Ghost up. The older man was already half adjusted to Soap’s size but he always liked to ensure the utmost amount of comfort for his beloved lieutenant. Smiling at each small shiver or audible gasp or moan Ghost let out as he unravelled around his fingers.

Ghost was soon half limp on the bed, relaxed and comfortable. Eyes heavy-lidded and face pink with pleasure. Soap wondered how Ghost could look more beautiful each time he saw him. It made him all the more blessed to know he was all his.

Soap could not help himself, climbing up Ghost’s body to take his lips in another kiss. Passionate and hungry but deep and loving, if one could translate what Soap hoped to convey. Ghost was very receptive, replying back in kind. His legs wrapped around Soap’s waist and his arms clung to his neck to keep him close for just that little bit longer.

Soap did sadly part but returned with the source of flickering light in one hand. The candle. A bit shorter than when Soap had first bought it but still alight and flickering with the slightest movement of Soap’s hand.

“You ready, Si?” Soap asked, voice low and quiet so only Ghost would ever be privileged enough to hear it.

“Ready and willing.” Ghost replied with full certainty.

Soap only nodded, his tongue dashing out to lick his lips as he let himself look just one last time over Ghost’s body. Excited to see just how it looked by the end of this.

There was only one way to find out.

Soap lined himself up to Ghost’s entrance, on his knees and between Ghost’s legs. One hand on his own cock and one holding the candle.

Pushing in, Soap was welcomed by the familiar warmth and tightness as all nights previously, both of them letting out faint noises of relief. Soap did not move immediately. Sitting straight, he held out the candle and started tilting it. The wax began to gather and bunch until a quivering drop fell to land on Ghost’s stomach just above his belly button.

Ghost let out a soft gasp, the muscles of his torso flinching in surprise and his insides squeezed. Soap grunted in delight, biting his bottom lip as he held the candle aloft once more. This time the droplet landed on Ghost’s right pectoral. Ghost’s eyes fluttered but still watched as the wax cooled and quickly solidified.

“‘M gonna move,” Soap said gruffly in way of warning before he started pulling out.

Ghost sighed at the lost but inhaled quickly as Soap pushed in. His body flinched again as a wax drop fell onto his chest by his ribs. Soap’s hips made a slow but deep rhythm, taking his sweet time and dragging out each faint inhalation of breath from Ghost as he pushed against his more sensitive wall. Ghost’s insides infrequently squeezed around Soap’s cock whenever a waxen drop fell to land on him.

Ghost was a quiet lover, rarely making noise louder than speaking, but what he did not say, he spoke in volumes with his body. The hitching of his breath, his eyes rolling back, his hands squeezing on the fabric of the sheets. His cock bobbed with the movement of Soap’s thrusts, the tip turning bright red and weeping with pre. Whenever Soap caught Ghost’s eye, he could see pure ecstasy written on his features. And his mouth opened, perhaps only for words, but to be interrupted by the sudden gasp as candle wax dripped to his stomach.

Soap did not need long to finish, warning Ghost as much between breathless grunts. Ghost encouraged it.

“Please, Johnny- ah.” Ghost would ask, voice breathy and hushed. The words only Soap was worthy to hear. “I’m so close, so -Fuck, so close. Cum inside, Johnny. P-Please, I want to feel it.”

Johnny only needed to hear those words before reaching his climax. Weakly thrusting a few more times before he finished. Still inside, Soap took Ghost’s abandoned cock in his free hand, giving it much needed attention.

Ghost whimpered at this, head rolling back as his hips eagerly thrust into his grip. Breaths rapid and letting out small whines as the candle wax dripped and dripped and dripped. Ghost called out Soap’s name, called it like a prayer, imploring him to get him to his end.

When it finally came, Ghost shivered and quivered as one muted moan rumbled in his throat as he came into Soap’s hand and onto his stomach. Cum mingling with sweat and drying wax. Soap thought the whole sight was an image of pure debauchery.

Soap pulled out of Ghost after a moment of silent bliss, only feeling a little heartbroken when a weak moan came from Ghost from the loss. Soap blew out the flame and returned it to its place on the bedside table, disappearing away from the bed for mere moments before returning.

Ghost returned to earth to the feeling of a cool, wet cloth wiping his spend and solid wax off his chest and stomach. The touches were soft and kind. When he opened his eyes, Soap was sitting on the end of the bed. His eyes looking warmly down as he took good care in cleaning Ghost up. Smiling as soon as he noticed Ghost looking at him.

“Was that as good for you as it was for me?” Soap asked, leaving the towel by the bed as he climbed back atop to cuddle by Soap.

“Ten times as good as I imagined it.” Ghost mumbled, welcoming Soap’s arms as they wrapped around him. Letting out a fulfilling sigh when he felt Soap kiss his head.

“So,” Soap started, lips still pressed to the hairline of Ghost’s head. “Black candle next time? Or maybe red?”

“Might as well get all of ‘em. That way I can pick on the day.”

Soap let out a breathy laugh and if he could, squeezed Ghost even closer.

#ghost cod #soap cod #soap mctavish #johnny mactavish #simon ghost riley #simon riley smut #cod mw2 #ghostsoap #soapghost #ghost x soap #soap x ghost #fanfic #fanfiction #smut #yaoi

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2demon2slayer · 1 year

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links post!!

(this will occasionally be updated with relevant links)

bio / art tag / writing tag / ask tag / ao3

misc thoughts + meta stuff

AU Masterlist below cut

a lot of these don’t have a lot of posts because i keep making new ones instead of expanding on old ideas. apologies

WEREWOLF AU | the demon slayers are all werewolves. they’re turned after final selection, so inosuke’s a bit late to the wolf game. the story is otherwise largely unchanged.

SON OF THE SUN AU | kamado swap where nezuko is the demon slayer and tanjirou is the demon. the story is very different from canon and still very tanjirou-centric.

DRAGON AU | the demon slayers (and some of the demons) are dragons. not a lot of other thoughts, i mostly made this au to come up with dragon designs

ANCIENT SUN AU | yoriichi was turned into a demon by muzan way back in the day, but it didn’t really work out for muzan and now yoriichi has dedicated the rest of his immortal life to hunting down the demon king. also he runs into tanjirou at some point and shenanigans happen. this au is mostly an excuse for yoriichi-tanjirou interactions.

SUN HASHIRA + TSUGUKO AU | a huge roleswap au where most of the kids are adults and most of the adults are kids, various other switches happen, and the demons are . mostly unchanged because i kinda care less about them lmao. tanjirou is the sun hashira and giyuu is his tsuguko. also sabito lives as a demon

UROKODAKI’S FOXES | all of urokodaki’s students wear fox masks to honor their teacher. they also confuse all the other slayers. sabito and makomo live in this

MODERN AU | demon slayer takes place in 20XX instead of 1915.

HERE AGAIN AU | combination modern and reincarnation au. the events of demon slayer happen in 20XX, but also they happened a century or so ago and a handful of characters remember what happened last time.

STRANGE SENSATIONS | au inspired by the five senses fic. the final selection crew meet and team up during final selection and it eventually turns into a fix it (read it here!)

COME MORNING | demon slayer takes place over the course of six years instead of three. nezuko turns back into a human without much fanfare and wakes up to find her brother is now 19 instead of 13, as he was when she last saw him.

TANJIROU AND KOKUSHIBOU ON A ROAD TRIP TOGETHER | furious that tanjirou and kokushibou never got to meet so here’s them doing that and also kokushibou maybe defecting because of it

BNHA CROSSOVER | kny takes place in the distant past of bnha and bnha takes place in the distant future of kny. through . probably demon blood art shenanigans, tanjirou (later joined by others) winds up in the future and shenanigans happen.

DRAGON AGE AU | demon slayer characters and story roughly transposed into the world of thedas. i’m not sure how everything translates, but the demon slayer corps are either just the grey wardens or a special division within the grey wardens

DEMONSWAP AU | with a few exceptions, all of the demons are humans and all of the humans are demons. nezuko is a demon slayer being trained by the ice hashira, douma. she doesn’t know that her brother’s alive nor that he’s a demon. tanjirou is a demon who’s been taken in by the demon moon, tomioka giyuu. he doesn’t remember anything from when he was a human

MONSTER MASH | the demon slayer corps is made up of a bunch of monsters instead of humans! this au is mostly an excuse for fun cool designs and worldbuilding. lowkey, that's kind of it. some characters (namely the demons and the kamados) are still human

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arc-misadventures · 3 years

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(prompt) Meet the family but with velvet

Meet The Family : Velvet

Jaune: Hey, Velvet?

Velvet: Hey, Jaune~! Need something?

Jaune: Y-Yeah… I need to talk to you about something…

Velvet: What about?

Jaune: First off: Coming with you to meet you mother, and sisters have been great! You have a really lovely family.

Velvet: Thanks! I was so worried you would have freaked out by the size of my family.

Jaune: Four sisters and you mother makes five in total. I told you, I have seven, well technically eight, as well as both of my parents. I’m accustomed to large families. Large, families…

Velvet: I know, it’s just it’s my family and I’m worried about how you, and by extension you, on how you would all feel about each other. Looks like things are going great!

Jaune: Y-Yeah… about your family and liking me…

Velvet: Something wrong?

Jaune: Vel… I don’t know how to put this… but, I think your family is coming on to me…

Velvet: What?

Jaune: I know it sounds crazy, but… It’s the only way I can explain some of their antics…

Velvet: Like what?

Jaune: Well… besides being a bit touchy, feely, they’ve been rather flirtatious…

Velvet: Such as?

Jaune: Well, your Mom, Kathrine…

Velvet: Kathy, she told you to call her, Kathy.

Jaune: Y-Yeah, Kathy… Anyway, she keeps making these baking innuendos at me…

Velvet: Innuendos?

Jaune: Asking me to help her put a bun in her oven. Asking me to help glaze her buns… Stuff like that…

Velvet: Okay… What about the rest of them?

Jaune: Well, your oldest sister, Penelope… Pepe, keeps making comments about our sex life…

Velvet: What?

Jaune: She keeps asking how the practical implementations of Human and Faunas sexual intercourse. More asking how it feels for a Faunas and a human to be together… Stamina, sensations… whole bunch of stuff like that.

Velvet: Oh… okay…

Jaune: And, your older sister, Silk, keeps asking if I could brush her tail…

Velvet: Her tail?!

Jaune: Yeah, and you told be that a faunas allowing anyone, bar family, to touch their appendages is a since of trust or… or a sign of wanting to be intimate with another…

Velvet: Silk, doesn’t like anyone looking at her tail, let alone touching it…

Jaune: Really?! That just makes things worse…

Velvet: What about the rest if them.

Jaune: Well, Lulu, has been wearing more, and more revealing clothes ever since I came here.

Velvet: Really?

Jaune: Yeah, shorter and shorter skirts. Tight pants and booty shorts, and really small shirts, that I’m amazed she can wear with such a large bust. Hell, I’m doubting to think she’s wearing a bra…

Velvet: Wait, you are checking her our! And how do you know that?!

Jaune: She’s literally shoving her cleavage in my face! And I have seven sisters, I know when a girl isn’t wearing a bra!

Velvet: Right… What about my sweet little Lily? You haven’t done anything to her?

Jaune: I’ve been running away from her!

Velvet: Eh?

Jaune: She keeps on pouncing on me, rubbing her body against me, and complimenting me on how nice I smell, she practically lost it when she did that to me after training and I was covered in sweat!

Velvet: Lily… She used to read, Peter Rabbit…

Jaune: Can you ask them to stop, please! I’m not going to cheat on my girlfriend, least of all with a member of her family!

Velvet: Oh~! Jaune, that’s so sweet of you, but, I want you to sleep with them…

Jaune: W-What?!

Velvet: I took you here because I wanted you to meet my family… and for them to seduce you!

Jaune: What, why?!

Velvet: Hey, I may be a rabbit faunas, but you’re the one who goes at it like a rabbit and my hips can only handle so much! So, go have some fun with a different bunny for a change!

Jaune: R-Really…?!

Velvet: Take one if them, before I tell them it, Jaune, season!

Jaune: O-Okay… I-If you say so…

Velvet: Hell yeah; Its Rabbit Season! Whoo!

#rwby #jaune arc #velvet scarlatina #jaune x Velvet #velvet x jaune #rwby magic tricks

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bullshxtvixen · 4 years

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Big Hoodies and Cute Underwear

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Characters: Kuroo, Ushijima and Bokuto

Request: Hiii could you do a HC for Kuroo, Bokoto, and Ushijima walk in on their s/o playing video games in just a big hoodie and cute underwear. Also your work is amazing.

Request Status: CLOSED.

Warnings: 18+, spanking, mention of ass play, slight praise kink, rough sex, they’re all kinda dom af.

a/n: thank you to @nyxdelanuit for beta reading these for me, check out her writing and give her a followwww.

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Kuroo

☆ He’d had a shitty day so all he wanted to do was come home and find comfort in you.

☆ When he makes his way into the bedroom and you’re laying on your stomach in one of his baggy hoodies and a skimpy pair of red lace underwear that show off your ass...well he’s already hard on the spot.

☆ “Hey, kitten.” He only gets a mumbled response as you continue on with your game.

☆ If that’s how you were going to be, then he was going to play his own game.

☆ He’ll sit next to you on the bed and give you a quick kiss on the top of your head before placing his hand on your back, rubbing gentle circles over the fabric of his favourite hoodie.

☆ You do your best to ignore his hand and carry on gaming.

☆ Like hell was he going to let you get away with that.

☆ His fingers slip beneath the edge of your underwear, pulling at the fabric and letting it snap back against your skin before tracing the curve of your ass with rough fingers.

☆ You’ll be biting your lip, trying not to lose focus on the game you’re playing.

☆ He smirks when you tense up beneath him as he brushes his fingers between your folds, collecting your juices around his digits before removing them and bringing them to his lips.

☆ Your eyes had left the screen now, instead watching him from the corner of your eye as his tongue slips out to taste your arousal.

☆“You taste so sweet, kitten. I could lap your juices up all day.”

☆ Don’t even think about trying to move towards him because before you can even blink he’s straddling the back of your thighs and forcing your head down into the mattress.

☆ “Did you really think you could ignore me and I’d let you get away with it when you’ve got those thighs and this,” he brings a palm down harshly on your ass, “on display for me to see? I don’t think so, kitten.”

☆ Then he pushes his shorts down slightly to release his thick cock, precum already leaking from his swollen tip.

☆ He’ll take it in his hand, giving it a few light strokes before slapping it against your ass. He knows you love it when he does that.

☆ Underwear? Those are pushed to the side before he’s giving a quick snap of his hips and sheathing his full length inside you, your velvet walls protesting as they’re forced to take all of him at once.

☆ Your half moan/half scream is muffled by the mattress as he presses your face further into it before he starts to move inside you, hard thrusts that reach so deliciously deep that they brush against your sweet spot every time.

☆“You should know better than to tease me, kitten.”

☆ Then he really started to move, his hands spreading your cheeks apart so he can watch as he buries himself deep inside your sopping cunt.

☆ I wouldn’t put it past him to slip his thumb into your ass, applying pressure inside your rear, stretching both of your holes so well. You’re nothing but a moaning mess beneath him as the sensations overwhelm you.

☆ That’ll teach you to ignore him for a video game.

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Ushijima

☆ It takes a lot to get Ushi riled up, but when he comes home after some practice games to find you sat at the end of the bed, one of his hoodies dwarfing your frame as his eyes trail up your bare legs that are hanging off the edge as you bite your lip in concentration...well, even he’s going to get a little flustered.

☆ Were you even wearing underwear beneath the hoodie? He wanted to find out.

☆ He’ll take a seat behind you on the bed, placing a leg on either side of you, trapping you between his large form.

☆ His hands will make their way to your shoulders, gently massaging them. He knows you’ve probably been slumped over playing most of the day and he’s rewarded with a satisfied moan as you melt under those large hands.

☆“Mmm, your hands feel so good, ‘Toshi.”

☆ When you lean back into his broad chest, he’ll wrap his arms around your front, pulling you closer to him so you can feel how much he wants you as his erection is evident against your ass.

☆ You pretend not to notice though because you’re about to fight the final boss, but you knew you wouldn’t be able to concentrate for long with the way his hands were moving.

☆ He’ll let you have your fun though, he’s not in any rush. Plus he still wants to know if you’ve got panties on underneath the hoodie.

☆ His fingers move to play with the hem, his knuckles brushing against your thighs as he does.

☆ Don’t think he doesn’t notice how you press them together or how your breath catches in your throat as he allows one of his fingers to run up the length of your clothed slit.

☆ So you were wearing underwear after all. Shame. Not that a thin piece of material was going to stop his plans.

☆ He’ll place soft kisses along the side of your neck as his hands move to massage your inner thighs, his thumbs moving so that they gently press against your panties, teasing your dampened folds as he goes.

☆ “Put the controller down, y/n.” a delicate kiss just below your ear. “Good girl.” another kiss a little further down your neck, a reward for doing as you’re told. “Now spread your legs for me.” A final harsh kiss is placed where your neck meets your shoulder as his hands guide your legs so they’re hooked over the top of his.

☆ This is how he likes you, spread nice and wide for him and so so vulnerable as his fingers leave your thighs and move to slip your underwear to the side.

☆ Prepare for a lot of teasing. He’ll run his fingers up and down your glistening folds before he even thinks of putting his them inside you. The way you lean your head back against is shoulder as your breath comes out in tiny pants makes his cock throb.

☆ When he does slip two of those deliciously thick digits inside you...the way your walls stretch as they try to accommodate them is heaven.

☆ And when he begins pumping them inside of you while the index and middle finger from his other hand begin to make lazy circles on your swollen clit, you can’t help but squirm in his hold as one of your hands reaches back to grasp his neck as your hips grind down against the harsh thrusts of his fingers.

☆“I’m going to cum, ‘toshi, f-fuck.” oh he knows, he can feel your walls beginning to clench around his fingers, but he’s not ready to let you cum yet.

☆ In what feels like a matter of seconds he’s removing his hands from your cunt and using one arm to lift you up while his free hand shuffles his sweats and boxers down to his ankles.

☆ The hoodie is also pulled over your head and thrown to the floor.

☆ Now he’s got you back in the same position, only now he’s holding you higher against his chest as you feel the head of his cock poking at the entrance of your empty pussy.

☆“‘Toshi, please. I need you, please.” He likes the way you beg, it’s like music to his ears.

☆“You better hold onto my knees, love.” You do as you’re told, leaning forward in his arms to grasp his knees, your legs still hooked over his.

☆Then he’s lowering your down onto his girthy cock, groans falling from both of your as he sheaths himself inside of you. You almost cum on the spot at the feel of his tip kissing your cervix.

☆ He’ll give you a second to get used to him before his hands are in your hips and he’s guiding you up and down his length, his strength making it easy for him to move you at a fast pace as he rolls his hips up into you.

☆ You’ll be left a moaning mess for the rest of the night as he makes you cum at least three times in that position alone.

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Bokuto

☆ Energetic baby boy cannot stand being ignored. Like it physically causes him pain to have you sitting there in a baggy hoodie that’s so big on you that it’s slipping from your shoulder, and his favourite pair of black lace underwear are poking out.

☆ No. He’s not happy at all.

☆ “Baaaaaabe, please give me attention!” Poor whiny baby. You ignore him though as you lean forward on the sofa as you spot an enemy sniper about to take out on our your team mates.

☆ Bo will just huff and sit back with his arms folded as he stares at your thighs, thinking about how much he wants to bury his face between them.

☆ His thought have him hard as a rock now and he slowly starts to palm himself through his workout shorts.

☆ He needs you so bad and when the hoodie rides up and exposes your scantily covered ass to him...well he can’t take it anymore.

☆ The remote is ripped from your hands and thrown onto the floor as he grasps your legs and spins you so that your head is against the arm of the sofa as he presses you legs to your chest, his hard on pressing against the curve of your ass.

☆ “Kou-“ he presses your legs tighter against you, the air forces to leave your body as he hovers over you.

☆ “I told you I needed you, little bird.” hips are placed against yours, his cock still straining against his shorts as he rubs himself between your thighs to create some friction.

☆ You both suck in sharp breathes at the sparks of pleasure that shoot through you.

☆ Then he’s moving so his head is between your thighs, your legs still thrown over his shoulder.

☆ You won’t get a warning before his tongue is pressed flat against your covered slit, the pressure on your clit causing your hips to buck into his face.

☆ He’ll pull away for a split second to take your underwear off, the crotch damp from his tongue and your arousal, before bunching them up and holding them out to you.

☆ “Open.” He can’t be fucking serious. “Come on little bird, open wide for me.” You do as he says, opening your mouth so he can stuff your bunched up panties inside.

☆ He smirks as you before returning between your legs, immediately thrusting his tongue between your pussy lips, “Better keep those in your mouth, we don’t want the neighbours hearing what we’re getting up to.”

☆ And fuck, you’re already so wet for him, it makes him unbearably hard as he realises it’s him that makes you feel that way.

☆ His renewed confidence has him easing his fingers to you, stretching and scissoring inside your wet heat as his lips attach themselves to your clit, biting and sucking the tight bundle of nerves as your back arches from the sofa, your muffled moans filling his ears.

☆“You look so good with my fingers inside you, babe.”

☆ You’ve cum twice before he comes up for air, your arousal coating his chin. He doesn’t bother to wipe it off before he pulls your panties from your mouth, his mouth crashing against yours as you taste yourself on his lips.

☆ Then he’s pulling back and releasing his cock from his shorts, the prominent vein beneath his shaft that rubs against your walls in the most intoxicating way is visible as his length stands flush against his stomach.

☆ “Kou, fuck me. Please. I want you inside me, make me feel good the only way you can.” You know he can’t resist being praised.

☆ because God, when you praise him like that there’s no way he’s holding back.

☆“Say it again, y/n.” It’s barely a whisper as he hooks his arms under your legs.

☆ So you do, but before you can finish he’s filling you. One hard thrust and he’s completely sheathed inside you, your needy cunt clenching around him as he presses your legs further against your chest.

☆ So deep. So full. It’s pure bliss.

☆ Then he’s moving, hips crashing into yours as his balls smack against your ass. He’s got you practically folded in half so he can reach as deep as possible within you, he needs you to feel all of him.

☆ You better hold his face in your hands and whisper all sorts of praise against his lips as his hard thrusts send jolts of pleasure exploding through your body. Each word of praise has his balls tightening further and his thrusts getting harder as he pounds into your soaking pussy, lewd sounds filling the air.

☆ Then you’re both cumming, you with your eyes squeezed shut as your nails dig into his back as he’s spilling inside you, his forehead pressed against yours as his warm cum coats your walls.

☆ A soft ‘iloveyou’ is whispered against your chest before he’s cuddling into you and falling asleep with you wrapped in his arms.

☆ If he was going to fuck you like that, maybe you’d have to ignore him more often.

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these were so much fun to write omgggggg. i hope you enjoyed reading them as much as i enjoyed writing them <3

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moxfirefly · 3 years

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Hey I kinda wanna make a request (don't know if I have already)

13:I’m not wearing anything under this

26:Don’t make me pull over - that’s it

29:Scream for me. I want everyone to know how good I make you feel

Praise Kink

Over-stimulation kink

With the loveable nerd donnie?

If this isn't possible I understand, love all your work by the way

I have never seen a more perfect set up. Friend you’ve got it!

Rated Explicit (18+ only)

He exactly knew what you were trying to do from the moment you climbed into the truck in that frilly little sun dress. In fact he would bet a kidney that the choice of wardrobe on the hot summers night was catered to distract him to the point of muttering to himself.

Donnie was and is, a safe driver.

But that stupid dress had mysteriously ridden up your thighs when he hit a pothole somewhere into his drive through Manhattan. It was a fun little activity the two of you did all the time, a means of getting away, AC on high and privacy you both didn’t get often.

But you had intentions.

Intentions that hopefully would lead to the a very good outcome. So when Donnie saw your hands smooth over the tops of your thighs, his eye would twitch. Never mind when you crossed your legs and that defiant flimsy fabric just allowed more skin to show.

“-could you believe the nerve of that guy? Anyways my boss fired him, good riddance honestly. What about you babe? How was your day?” Donnie had absorbed cero information for the first time in his life, he was at a red light, big brown eyes blinking at you.

You smirked, uncrossing your legs, crossing them the opposite way you had previously.

“What’s your game plan here?” He asked, you almost snorted.

“Whatever are you saying my dearest? Can a gal know how her man’s day has been?” Oh you were a clever sneak but your eyes always betrayed you and when the corners of your mouth shot up in a fit of laughter, Donnie frowned. “My day is great! Just somewhat distracted by a certain someone, you know if we crash it’s totally your fault” He honked when the guy in front of him didn’t move at the green light.

Wanting to make things even more savory, you played with the hem of your dress. “I love when I distract you, it’s a favorite past time of mine” You lifted it and reveled in Donnie almost cracking his neck to see what you were doing and then back to the road ahead.

“I’m not wearing anything under this” You spoke, a sultry hint to your words. You were in fact bare, with every intention of teasing him into having to do something about it.

He bit his lip and shook his head, this was so not happening right now and you sure as hell weren’t...

“Y/n...” Your name sounded like a demand the moment he saw your palm run over the hood of your sex. He kept a good handle of driving and sneaking glances at your lap. Your legs spread enough for you to slide a finger in between your folds and to Donnie’s pure teasing realization he heard how wet you were. You relaxed back, soft touches working you up and Donnie soft little churrs picking up volume. When you pushed that digit inside of yourself, he gripped the steering wheel. “Don’t make me pull over” It was that stern voice he used on occasion.

With another turn on a less trafficked street, you turned to him, digit slowly pumping in and out of you and said, “Or what?” You grinned mischievously. “-That’s it”

Donnie parked the car by the sidewalk, not really caring that even if it was relatively late pedestrians were still passing by here and there. He reclined your chair, enjoying the little yelp that exited your mouth. Pushing your hand away he popped his own digit into his mouth before teasing it at your entrance. “Have you been walking around this city with no underwear? Answer me” You stifled a giggle by biting your lip but that quickly melted into a moan when he pushed his much larger digit inside of you. Your thighs shook with the delightfully stuffed sensation it brought.

“You haven’t answered my question” He thrusted his finger, moving just the way he knew that could illicit the best response.

“So what if I did?” Defiant words for somebody in a precarious position. Donnie had that little twinkle in his eye, the one you knew all too well.

“Nobody, and I do mean nobody, has or will have the right to see this” He emphasized the last word with a harsher thrust of his finger that made you choke. “I guess that only leaves one other option, reminding you exactly who you belong to” That sentence was enough to make you want to scream internally, pushing the usually chill terrapin to these extents wasn’t the easiest. Sometimes one had to play dirty, which you we never opposed to doing so.

Somewhere between a moan and a full body shiver you felt Donnie crook his finger. That first release whenever sought out like this, always made you just a little dizzy, made your joints protest from tensing so much. Your hands flew to his chest, the firmness of his plates grounding you back from your high.

“Say ‘thank you, Donnie’, come on baby, use your words” He swelled with pride seeing your mouth start to move but nothing resembling the words coming out.

So naturally, he started up again.

You squished your thighs together, trapping his hand when the oversensitivity hit but he only ‘tsk’d’ his disapprovement and gave your thighs a soft slap. “Don’t squeeze, don’t squeeze” Trembling thighs obeyed and separated enough for him to continue his strokes, thumb circling over your clit with enough pressure to make your hand fly up to your mouth.

Just like that he pulled another orgasm out of you, but did not stop his motions over your clit.

You started to squirm, breath hitching into embarrassing squeaks and all the more he glued those precious brown orbs of his to you.

“Well?” He barely sounded strained, he was hardly even breaking a sweat.

“Thank you! Thank you!” You shut your eyes when he didn’t stop, every nerve in your body felt over exposed, saturated with the constant onslaught to your sensitive nub.

One more, yanked from your body, hard enough you felt a rush of something in your brain and that jelly like feeling hit your limbs. He fucked his finger slowly in and out, bringing you down into a somewhat false sense of security. Your hazy vision found the window on your side, a few pedestrians passing and the idea that somebody could’ve heard...

Pulling out his digit, Donnie popped it into his mouth. “I had a very nice date planned out, but then again this isn’t far off from the original plan” He pulled you up into a sitting position but maneuvered you onto your knees to face the car window. He bunched up your dress and nudged you forward to rest your hands on the glass. “You like making a spectacle? Walking around with nothing under your dress?” Donnie spoke those words against the back of your head, he enjoyed the scent of your hair. Gripping your hips he pushed you against the prominent bulge.

Oh how your thighs shook. Your breath fogged up the glass as you heard him unzip. “Dee-ohfuck” He ran the length of his cock through your folds, squeezing your thighs for the right pressure for the teasing friction. “Aren’t I a nice guy? See how good I treat you?” He hunched over you, chin resting on your shoulder. A large three fingered hand landed on the glass next to yours, it gutted him to see the contrast in size, to see your pinky wrap around his much thicker digit. “Tell me how it feels, when I push into you” He whispered against your shoulder, slowly sliding in and stretching you out.

It was tricky, the space wasn’t too small but between both seats he found a good spot to stand (or more so bend) and give you the first thrust that left your mouth hanging open. “So so so good,” You muttered with a shaky voice. “And? What else?” He loved the way you swallowed letters the moment he thrusted just a little harder. “You’re so fucking big, you do this so good, god Donnie nobody’s fucked me like you before” There was deep rumbling churr against your neck, he tasted salt and your perfume when he licked it.

“You’re the best, you’re the fucking best!” You moaned out, loud enough you felt embarrassment as somebody passed by. Naturally Donnie noticed, smirking against your neck. “Now we’re shy? Now you want to be a good girl?” He hooked an arm around your waist and absolutely threw caution to the god damn wind.

He sped up, deep thrusts that were fully determine to make you scream your head off. Right there with his hips smacking against your rear he spoke the words you knew would be your undoing.

“Scream for me, I want everyone to know how good I make you feel” He drove into you with that very purpose in mind. That long cock of his hitting exactly the spots you needed in order to do so. In order to scream your head off when your release came suddenly and so devastatingly strong, you felt something gush out of you. It’s intensity made your eyes shut tight as you rode the high. Feeling teeth at your shoulder and a muffled string of curses and your name you felt warmth shoot into you.

You don’t remember Donnie shuffling the two of you onto the couch but at some point you’re there. Body slumped, dress still scrunched up as Donnie rummages through a small bin for some wet wipes. “Did you cum on the chair again?” You asked him sleepily and with a smile, you still had enough gas in the tank for a few jabs. He had bag between his teeth as he stumbled to push up his pants. Dropping the wipes near you he smirked.

“No, but you did” He declared quite triumphantly.

Your foggy dopamine ridden brain took a bit to load.

“I squirted!?” You wanted to sit up but that wasn’t gonna happen any time soon. You covered your face, embarrassment clear. Donnie snorted and rubbed your rear affectionately. “Please, if it were up to me I’d leave it there like a badge of honor” He stifled another laugh when you peaked through hands and glared.

“By the way...” He kissed your arm.

“Hm?” The sensation lulled you.

“I love you” His words were soft yet serious.

“I love you more” You whispered back.

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sweettodo · 3 years

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a simple competition.

⟿ Hisoka Morow x freader x Chrollo Lucilfer

Includes : threesome, toys, smut, not even a good plot but yk, consumption of alcohol

word count : 2,7k.

my last little surprise for you guys, some more threesum action .... here you go puppies. THX FOR 300 [ almost 400 rn :) ] <3 !!! your favorite men at your disposal... [y/n is aged].

fun fact, I'm eating takis rn, are these spicier than usual or am I imagining things ? i’m also watching ‘malcolm and marie’ AMAZING movie, i highly suggest it, the dynamic of the two is so detailed, such a good movie.

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Maybe it wasn't a clever idea to drink, but once you attained that nice and warm sensation in your gut, there was certainly nothing stopping you from finishing the already half-empty bottle of pink whitney.

Laying sprawled out on the couch, staring at the ceiling as the room slowly spins around you. Content and relaxed with your position.

It wasn't your fault, Pakudona reassuring you that it wouldn't hurt to have a little fun tonight, that Chrollo wouldn't heed if you crashed here for the night, he was tipsy, manspreading on the other end of the couch, eyes puffy and glossed over, enjoying the quiet.

Music was playing thirty minutes previously, but as the night went on, one by one, the others hit the road to sleep off their intoxication, it was already past midnight.

One person had yet to leave, that was Hisoka... of course.

He wandered back into the living room, plopping down next to you and your friend on the couch, "leaving anytime soon? Y/n?"

You shook your head, "staying the night." Hisoka's arched eyebrows rise, a little smile tugging at the niche of his mouth.

"Is that so?" Chrollo sits up, staring at the kaleidoscopic man, a sarcastic undergone on his tongue.

"That's what happens when you drive here, and drink" You nod, "although I didn't quite intend on you staying the night, Morow." He hums, Hisoka pinches the corner of the thin card, waving it back and forth teasingly.

"I can't let you have our playmate all to yourself," you roll your eyes.

"It's not like that," you mutter, staring the magician in the eyes, "I couldn't leave if I wanted to."

"That is true," Chrollo interjects, "that doesn't mean you want to leave though, is it?" you shrug.

"No, I wanna stay, got an issue with that?" you ask, he shakes his head.

"Of course not- although, I suppose Hisoka would be better off on his way."

You estimated things would only get progressively worse from here, the moment Hisoka's bloodlust began to fill the air, you felt this was your cue; before you're able to leave the room, Hisoka's hand is fastened around your wrist, sitting you back down.

"Oh, you can't flee now," dread fills your face, "come on, we might as well finish the conversation."

You and Chrollo both knew what he was talking about. No matter how petty or pathetic, it appears to be that the rivalry between the two never seemed to subside, even drunk.

"Go on, since you have so much to say."

"Am I wrong for thinking my friend is a pretty girl? I seem to remind her more than you do."

"You seem to think you own her, it's pitiful honestly, " Blushing, you look down at your thighs, "do you think she's pretty, Chrollo?"

"I do. I think she knows that right?" you peek up at him, he gleams and tilts his head.

"Look at her, my, you must like us flattering you." You shake your head.

"That's because you neglect to tell her more often, does Chrollo ever call you pretty?" with Hisoka pushing Chrollo's every button, tensions were surging, both men now at the edge of their seats- literally.

"No, he doesn't," you speak, the magician letting out a deep chuckle, you felt like you were being scrutinized, the eyes burning into you felt poisonous and dour, you felt minuscule compared to them.

"I could do so much better than call you pretty, right kitten?" your heart sinks to your stomach, gulping hard. It was too hard to look at them in the eyes as you sunk further into the couch.

"Are we making you nervous?"

The inquiry continues.

"Yeah- you are." You retort, "you guys are talking about me like I'm not here."

"Then let's ask the lady herself, y/n." Looking up to meet Hisoka's gaze, "who do you think could take better care of you?"

Heart pounding out of your chest, your stomach filled with butterflies, "I- I don't know, I've never thought about it." Laughing, you look to see Chrollo, who's standing to his feet.

"I think I know a way to help you decide," smug smile peeking from his face, "unless you don't want to?"

A single nod is all they needed to know, Hisoka standing to his feet, seeing how you sat on the couch as still as a statue, "please don't be so tense, you know how good we are to you." Hisoka slowly picks up your hand.

He's steering you to your feet, "what do you have in mind, Chrollo?" the man leading you two upstairs.

"I think I have something that'll work out for all of us."

The dress you wore to this get-together now seemed like you were exposed, bare, and vulnerable, you knew what their agenda was, you didn't fancy the idea of being the center of attention.

Chrollo slowly clicking open his door, walking in, and promptly turning on the light, you're led to the side of his king-sized bed, his room was both contemporary and warm, comforting feeling; the walls a deep vermilion, the sheets plush, soft and black tones.

"We should leave it up to our little kitten to decide," the buttons on his shirt slowly coming undone, stopping at his sternum.

"What do you think, Morow?" Hisoka looks at you with low eyes.

"I'll go first."

Chrollo stalks towards you, sitting there falling apart at the seams, Chrollo's large and reaching behind your ear, thumb gently caressing your jawline, side to side, "you okay with this? Sweetheart?" you nod, the name sending jolts between your thighs.

Hisoka's rubbing your bare leg, sitting next to you on the mattress as his fingertips trail up and down, his hand stopping inside your thigh and pressing a leg open, Chrollo clasping your other knee and you lay on your back

"I'll get some time to please you, Hisoka gets the same when I'm done, yes?"

You're breathless, Hisoka grabbing you and pressing your back against him, his hands pinching the seams of your dress, "cute little dress- you should wear it more often for me." He hums, rolling it up, your thighs buckled together while lifting your back off the mattress, the dress sitting bunched up at your hips, the panties you wore sitting on your hips.

"My, who knew she would wear something so- revealing." Arms linking around your own, Hisoka keeps you completely locked in place.

"Did you wear these for me? Kitten?" Chrollo asks, shaking your head no.

Tugging at the little strong which hardly kept you covered, “I'll keep these, yeah?” you nod, the pants of Chrollo’s fingers barely ticking you, brushing against your already anxious body.

"Stay still for me, okay?"

"Okay." You breathe.

Hand leaning over past Hisoka, he's opening up the drawer beside his bed.

Your eyes widen at the sight of the little pink toy, compact in nothing bugger than four inches long, he sits on the bed in front of you, bringing the little object to your core.

He switches it on the lowest setting, the only noise in the room was the quiet buzzing of the vibrator as he barely touches your clit, the tiniest contact with the toy having your chest rise and fall, "keep these open for me, okay princess?" his fingers hook below your panties, pulling them down and placing them beside him.

"Such a pretty pussy, don't you think, Hisoka?" You're gnawing on your bottom lip from the teasing little touches with the toy, he was doing this on purpose; your legs laid open, the other man holding your arms to where you couldn't do anything if you wanted to.

"It is, I'm sure it's even prettier when it's cumming,"

Chrollo finally presses the vibrator onto your clit, he leans over your cunt, spitting, your mouth opens, the saliva hardly cooling your excited cunt.

He uses his free hand to finish unbuttoning his shirt, dropping it on the floor, he leans down leveled to your cunt, holding your leg over his broad and muscular shoulder, his tongue licking a stripe towards your occupied clit. Your body shakes, digging further into Hisoka's chest, he holds you tighter.

"Fuck, p-please!" you gasp, wanting to dig your hands into his hair, thrashing against Hisoka's arms, "let me touch-" your pleads fall on deaf ears, Chrollo’s tongue swirling into you in sinful ways, your legs twitching, the toy too much to handle.

The euphoric feeling of the overstimulation sending a pool of cream right onto Chrollo's tongue, lapping up every drop of you.

You were dizzy, Chrollo drinking up all of your essences, his hand pressed into your thigh to keep you from buckling onto him, your back grinding against the pressure of Hisoka's growing erection, his hands had grabbed the straps of your dress, one by one pulling them down and releasing your tits from the braless dress.

It's almost too good to be true- the man spending a dangerous amount of time eating your pussy like it was his very last meal, tasting everything he possibly could, the vibrator maintaining its spot in little circles around your swollen and screaming clit.

Ripping orgasm after orgasm out of your body, you're dripping sweat, he pulls off of you, your cum covering his reddish swollen lips, chin soaked. You looked a wreck, makeup streaming down your face, legs numb, his head coming to yours, he kisses your panting lips, releasing you from Hisoka.

The taste of your cum filling your mouth, his tongue licking past your bottom lip and into your mouth.

"Take this off." tearing at your dress, peeling it over your head, unzipping his pants, "you're gonna straddle me and stay still, is that okay with you, kitty?"

"O-okay, what about Hisoka?" Grabbing your hips, you straddle him. He raises you a little.

"He's gonna watch me make you cum a few more times-" hissing in the air as he assists you to slide down onto his cock, the stretch was unbearable, but you push through, trying not to slouch over in pain.

"-hurts, bad!" You sob.

"You take me so well, it'll only hurt for a second, promise."

His hand's move, one to your waist and one loosely around your throat as he holds you up to get a better grip on your already weakened body.

Keeping eye contact with Hisoka as your body is demolished by the man beneath you, eyes boring into you seductively, captivated by your mess of a face.

You felt as if you were being torn in half, crying out his name as he knew just how to fuck you; fucking your pussy just right.

Fucking you so hard you were going numb.

"Gonna cum! Gonna cum again!" you screamed, head falling back as you searched desperately for air, Chrollo rolling his hips into you as he released you, slumping to his chest, his chest stick from sweat.

"You wanna be filled with my seed, kitty?" Nodding in his shoulder.

"Please fill me- I want your cum,"

The feeling of his cum seeping down his cock and deep into your beaten-up cunt, his breath heavy against your ear.

You sit up, large arms wrapping from behind you and pulling you off of your straddle, Chrollo getting off the bed to clean himself off as Hisoka sits you on the bed, tucking your hair behind your ear gently, smiling as you look up at him, blurred eyes.

"My my, I don't think she can handle it, or can you?"

"I-I can, trust me." He smiles, pleased with your answer, his soft hands taking up your arm before leaning you back, onto your back, he was sweaty, so his shirt was clinging to his body, his hair was messily draped over his shoulders, pulling his tie loose while standing between your open legs, "let me see your wrists, princess."

He's leading you against the bed frame, linking your hands together and finishing off the knot around the post of the frame, the man getting on his knees between your legs, letting his shirt hand open as his hands work at his slacks, unbuckling the leather belt and tossing it to the side, "you look so innocent, tied up and quiet as a mouse, even after you just got fucked out," he pushes down his pants, erection throbbing from underneath his underwear.

The area between your legs throb, he was beyond ready to feel your walls tighten around him, he was ready to hear you begging for more.

He needed to one-up Chrollo.

He lifts your hips, your legs propped against his thighs while remaining restrained, his tip aiming into you accordingly before pushing into your beaten cunt.

His arm propped, flexing as he grips the headboard, drilling into your cunt with no tenderness, he spares you no pain as he ruts into you, ready to split you in half the instant he saw you spilling cum at the hands of his rival.

The size of him left you perplexed, the way he was splitting you open while bringing you to an indescribable state of heaven had you a sloppy mess, the thick cock he had with his veins filling in the little nerves you had yet to feel seconds earlier. He filled you, and he filled you well.

Hisoka fucks you until your head is blank, eyes seeing white, one of his hands gripping your hip, keeping you from laying fully on your back.

You try to cry put to him, and he notices.

He slows only slightly, rolling his hips back and forth into you so you can speak, "s-so good, it feels so good!"

Each rut of his hips sends you into oblivion, the way his hips bumped and clashed against your body left you spitting out a mantra of his name, Chrollo inches away from you, rolling your perked nipple in between his fingers, sending chills up your body.

Hisoka brings his eyes to you, "joining in, my friend?" Chrollo pulls his hand back, you almost find yourself whining.

“Did I fuck you better, y/n?” Chrollo taunts, his lips barely pressing against the life of your ear, “is Hisoka making you feel good?” Hisoka's beautiful golden eyes stalk you, waiting for your answer; stabbing right into your soul.

“Answer him, go on, kitten; did he fill you as good as I am?”

The questions were throwing you in for a loop, your stomach twisted, digging your head back deeper into the pillow of Chrollo’s bed.

“Fill me, please- daddy.” You cry, you longed to touch him, to feel his soft hair as he pummeled into you; you tugged on your wrists softly, already weak, the tied limbs going numb and tingling.

Before you know it, another orgasm is torn out of you; groaning out as you tightened and clenching around him, body once again convulsing, legs tightening around Hisoka’s waist. Each time they made you cum, the more came spilling from your cunt, it was almost unreal how much the bed was soaked, how soaked your thighs were, Hisoka’s pants being stained in the process.

This pretty little soaked pussy, sucking me in so good.” Panting, his head falls back, his dick quaver’s while his thrusts become more staggered, hand gripping tighter around your already sore hip.

His seed bathes both you and his cock, hips sputtering as he slowly slips out of your abused cunt. your head spinning, a panting mess at you blink and stare at the ceiling.

You could barely move, the men in the room throwing on clothes, hearing zippers, you lift your head.

Chrollo hands you a blanket, draping it over your body.

Sitting up, the blanket around you, you look at the two men who were fiddling around doing nothing but looming around the room.

While Hisoka buttons up his shirt, he tilts his head towards you, “tired, princess?” you nod.

A devious smirk dances on your lips, they look at you confused, “perhaps though, I might need another round, you know- to decide who was better.”

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sirthisisa-wendys · 3 years

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To Heaven and Back: Geto Suguru x Fem!Reader

synopsis: Surfing isn't always done on the water.

wc: 1.5k

tw: NSFW (minors DNI)

“You did pretty well out there,” you hear over your shoulder, and you turn to face the handsome surfing instructor that happened to be your friend’s brother-in-law. “You’re a friend of Nissa’s?”

“Yeah,” you begin, pushing your wet locks behind your face. “But you know she’s not coming. She backed out because her company has a major presentation due this week, and I’m heading back tomorrow morning.”

“Oh, that’s too bad.” Geto Suguru shrugs, placing his surfboard against the wall before pulling a lever that releases clean, fresh water over his entire body. You watch the rivers of water run from his hair and down his back, where bunches of muscles you can’t even name gathered together and made a path for the water to travel down past his waist and to his shorts. “Are you staying in the beach house?”

“Y-yeah,” you answer, eagerly trying to find something - anything - to get your mind off of the hunk in front of you, like the fact that your legs are getting tanner.

“Do you mind if I stay over for the night before I drive back to the mainland? I mean, it’s our parent’s beach house, but I don’t know if you want privacy or…”

“No, that’s cool!” you blurt, maybe a little too excitedly.

He turns to face you, smiling widely and making the shaka sign with his right hand. “Right on.”

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The hot water from the shower soothes your aching muscles and you sigh, thankful the water hadn’t gone cold yet. You let Geto go before you as a sign of goodwill, hoping he wouldn’t take too long in the only bathroom you had available.

But when he came out in a towel and nothing else, you averted your eyes, praying to the higher powers that be in your head like a madwoman. It would be your fate that you were going to be stuck with him on your last night, but you quickly push those thoughts aside. Nothing would happen between the two of you. He was your friend’s brother-in-law.

You emerge from the shower and wrap a towel around your figure, padding into the master bedroom and digging through your suitcase for something suitable to wear.

And that’s when you hear it.

A pained groan.

Instantly, worry sets into your mind and you forget you’re in a towel. You follow the sound of the groan to the guest bedroom, and you peek into the room, hoping Geto wasn’t hurt.

He’s standing at the dresser, facing away from you with the towel at his feet. You realize he’s fully naked, his face screwed up in concentration with his eyes closed and his hand… his hand is… his hand is moving…

“Fuck, y/n…” he moans, and for a moment, you think you’re caught, but his eyes are still closed and you--

“Achoo!”

Your head bangs against the door, knocking it wide open, and Geto whips around, eyes wide; shocked, and slightly embarrassed at the sight of you in a towel. In his doorway. You stare at each other in silence, unsure of what to say to ease the tension in the room. You look down to his still erect cock and then back up at him, then you raise your chin slightly, arching a brow.

“Was I on my knees or were you fucking me?” you wonder, and Geto curses, charging up to you like a dog in heat. When he yanks you into the room and slams the door shut, you know you’re in for it, and you climb on the bed expectantly.

One hand goes to your face, holding it as he kisses you roughly, and the other yanks off the towel without hesitation. You don’t speak as he lays you across the bed and fondles your breasts, hoping that his mouth would find your sensitive nipples and stimulate you even further.

“Geto, holy shit,” you whine as his fingers reach between your legs and stroke your clit leisurely. His mouth finally drifts to your breasts and you arch your back slightly, pressing into his face with a sense of urgency. He slides one finger into you, his thumb still rubbing your most sensitive spot, and you groan low in your throat, urging him to do more.

He’s in no rush though, feasting on you like you were the main course and popping your nipples in and out of his mouth at will. The sensory overload is driving you insane, and you writhe beneath him, feeling the heady sensation of an orgasm building relentlessly.

“G-Geto, please…” When he hears your cries, he strokes your clit faster and inserts another finger, stretching you out easily. The orgasm crashes over you like a wave, and you convulse around his fingers violently, exhaling so loud that you can practically hear it echo throughout the beach house.

Before you can even come down fully, though, Suguru already has his cock ready to press into you. “Tell me you want this and I’ll give it to you,” he mutters, and you nod eagerly. “Use your words, ku`u lei,” he urges you, and you pant,

“Please, yes.”

The stretching that ensues is unlike anything you’ve ever felt before. Your mouth opens into an “o” at the feeling, not out of pain, but out of an overabundance of stimulation. Every vein, every pulse, every twitch… you can feel it tenfold. He thrusts into you slowly, lips coming down to yours and kissing you deeply as he moves within you carefully. But before long, your legs relax against the bed, and Suguru takes that as a sign that you want more. He presses your legs back with his hands and grips the backs of your knees before leaning onto them, pressing his entire length into you.

“You like that?” he breathes in your ear, and all you can do is mewl at the sounds of his breathing as he fucks you stupid. He hums and kisses your cheek, the sounds of slapping skin picking up again. “Fuck, this is some good shit.” You exhale and inhale rapidly, unsure if your lack of breath is because you’re overstimulated or if you’re just really into the way he’s got you pinned underneath him, but whatever it is… he’s got you down bad.

The bed is creaking angrily and your legs are shaking, but it seems neither of you cares. Neither of you wants it to end. But a shudder rips through you, and Geto feels it in the spasms of your cunt around his cock.

“Tighten up like that again and I might just--” He’s cut off by you doing it again, and he grunts, his strokes becoming sloppy and rushed, almost as if he’s about to cum. “Shit,” he groans, and you feel the twitching of his cock inside of you as your orgasm peaks, pushing you to the edge again. You both lose your minds in the beach house, moaning loud enough to startle the birds outside as you cum.

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“I take it the three-day vacation was great,” Nissa mentions before shoving a bite of pie in her mouth, standing over your kitchen island. It had been a few weeks since you’d been on the island, but every single night you were reminded of the afternoon you spent on your back.

“Oh, it was fun,” you reply, trying not to let her see your face as you put the pie in the fridge. “I had a great time.”

“Did you go surfing with my brother-in-law?”

“Yeah, that was cool.” You conveniently leave out that he fucked your brains out twice and then cooked you breakfast before the shuttle took you off to the airport, hoping she wouldn’t prod any further.

“Oh, did I tell you he’s in town for the next two weeks?” You spin around, facing her with a confused look.

“Oh?” Nissa breaks into a grin, wiggling her eyebrows.

“And he asked if he could see you at some point…” The doorbell rings at that moment, and you inhale deeply, your face twisting into shock.

“No, Nissa. You didn’t.”

“Anyways, I have to go! Company business calls, you know.” Nissa sashays to the front door of your townhome, then puts her hand on the knob. “Oh, I wonder who it could be?” You try to stop her from opening it, but she gets it open regardless, and you see Geto Suguru standing in the doorway, eyes flicking between the two of you.

“Hey, Nissa. Didn’t know you’d be over here…” he rubs the back of his neck, his black hair tied up behind his head. “Hey, y/n.”

You tug at the edges of your shirt dress, trying to smooth your untamed curls back behind your face. “Hey, Geto.”

“I was just leaving. You’re cool with being left alone with Geto for a bit, right, y/n?” Nissa doesn’t wait for your answer before leaving the townhome, getting into her car, waving, and then driving off.

You turn back to Geto, who is grinning slyly.

“Put your shoes on and come on. I want to take you out for lunch.”

“Lunch?”

“I mean unless you want me to skip straight to the part where I’m eating you for dessert, which is fine.” Your stomach leaps at the sound of that, and you grab your shoes by the door and your keys.

“Where are you taking me?” you ask, and he watches you lock the door before whispering in your ear,

“To heaven and back, if you’ll let me.”

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Otherworldly Lovin’

Pairing: Alien Taehyung and Human Reader

Word Count: 6,319

Genre/Rating: NSFW - Alien AU - Friends to Lovers AU - Smut - PWP - Fluff - Rated R

Overview: Not only did he crash land into your yard, but he also crashed right into your heart...among other places.

Warning: oh boy. Alien sex - masturbation - tentacles - light bondage(?) - throat fucking - breast and nipple play - oral sex (fem and tentacle receiving) - Taehyung has the ability to extend his tongue - size kink - Taehyung can change his dick to any size - there’s slime from said tentacles - multiple orgasms - multiple penetration - breeding kink - cream pie - tiddie fucking(it’s a tentacle mushed between boobs having the time of its life if that counts?) - unrealistic sex - hentai, it’s basically hentai - swearing - dirty talk - maybe some sub (fem) and dom (Tae) undertones if you squint - cum play - talk of pregnancy.

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The breeze felt like chilly kisses along your skin during the late-night walk home. It had been fun to see your friends, but as the house party grew in numbers and space became limited, that was your cue to head out before there had been a visit from the men in blue to break it up. It wasn’t Cara’s first time throwing a party that climbed into the triple digits, and despite being on a first name basis with law enforcement in regards to her wild parties, it wouldn’t be her last party.

Kicking at the gravel, you gathered up the hair off the back of your neck with both hands, leaning back your head to look up at the night sky while still walking. The stars were bright, brighter than diamonds, and not for the first time you found yourself grateful that you had made the decision to move to the outskirts of Arizona. Was it hot? Of course. Were people behind the wheel absolutely insane? Fuck yes. Was it risky living on your own, in the desert, in an area where crime was going up again? Extremely. Maybe it was childish and stupid, but between the sunsets and mother nature’s natural landscape, it was all worth it in your eyes.

By the time you reached the front door, you barely glanced at the ten-foot ditch that was only a few feet from the side of your house as you went inside. The ditch hadn’t always been there, and as you turned the three set of locks behind you, a cooling sensation wrapped around your calf to begin its ascent up your bare leg.

“How was the party?” it asked.

You raised an eyebrow, unphased with having a conversation with the green blob.

“Alright,” you said, holding out a hand for it to jump on to like it usually did. This time, it simply shook its little nub of a head. “I mean, it was nice to hang out with her and have a few drinks, but her house filled up fast.”

“And it’s not good for humans to be surrounded by so many people?”

The corner of your mouth lifted as you walked to the kitchen, feeling him climb up to your knee this time. “I mean, it can be dangerous when there are over a hundred people partying in a small house while intoxicated, a lot of people don’t care though.”

“But you care.”

“I do.”

Opening the cabinet, you pulled out a glass and went to the water cooler to fill it up, dropping in a few ice cubes for that extra chill, trying not to think about how cooling and enticing it felt to have the little alien crawling up your bare leg, nearly reaching your thigh. He was a slow mover but he got around.

It was this little green blob, no taller than a hand, who had been the one to create that lovely ditch in your yard, and had succeeded in scaring the absolute shit out of you at four in the morning when it happened. The last thing you ever expected in the world was for aliens to be real – yes, you had been one of the many who was a non-believer – but Taehyung had been the one to convert you quite quickly.

“You don’t look like an alien,” you said, watching as the green, see-through blob slid around on the kitchen table.

“And what does an alien look like?” it asked.

“A crap ton taller,” you immediately answered, rubbing your eyes to try and see just how it was able to talk, let alone have a voice. You could see the wooden chair that was behind it, and there was nothing inside of it. It was just a blob about the size of a softball, from space.

Apparently, that offended the creature, as it suddenly formed two small nubs – what you assumed to be arms, which were promptly placed on its side - and a nub on top for its head. “Excuse me, I don’t know what it’s like here, but where I come from, it’s extremely rude to point out someone’s size. And I’ll have you know; On my home planet I am quite larger than this.”

You blinked.

Maybe it was because you were still wondering if you were insane to be talking to a green blob claiming to be an alien, but a sudden pang went through your chest at having hurt the little guy. Sighing, your footsteps papped against the tile floor as you pulled out one of the chairs at the table to sit down.

“I’m sorry,” you said softly, leaning your cheek in the palm of your left hand to look at it. “You’re right, it was rude of me. Let’s start over. What’s your name?”

It stared up at you. At least, you assumed it was as it turned its body to face you. For a moment, the green blob stood there until finally taking a few steps towards you.

“Taehyung.”

These last few months had been an unforgettable experience, but it would be a lie to say that it hadn’t made life more interesting. The ship he had been flying in was a small metal contraption that could have easily been mistaken as a toy drone. At his request, you had brought it in the house that next morning, and after inspecting it, Taehyung announced it to be completely damaged, but not unfixable. Since then, there had been several times where you stumbled upon him trying to form the arms that he needed to try to patch it up himself, but the crash had forced him into his smaller form for protection, and made it impossible to expand himself the way he needed to.

Only a few days into his stay, you learned that his people – the Flubbers – were similar to that in regards to human height and features. Unlike measly humans, they were able to turn their bodies into this green blob at will, but mostly it was used as a defensive measure to protect themselves or when they were traveling in their small ships. As a result of the crash, Taehyung had trouble returning back to his regular form and with nowhere else to go, he became your new roommate.

But as he began to crawl underneath the fabric of your shorts, the coolness of his body was enticing in more ways than one. Your breath turned shaky as you hurried to reach down and remove him from your thigh.

“How was your night?” You suddenly asked, not wanting him to question why you removed him.

He tilted his body, but settled down in your palms. “I watched more of those shows on your Netflix account.”

“Which ones?”

“Black Butler.”

You gasped, narrowing your eyes at him as you carried him back to your room. “Come on, we were supposed to finish that together.”

“But you were gone, and I wanted to watch it,” Taehyung only remained still for a few more seconds before stretching out himself to begin crawling up your arm.

It was perhaps the weirdest sensation in the world, but it reminded you of the end result of making slime when you were back in college and your roommates dragged you out to the craft events put on by campus. Taehyung was sturdier, more solid, and less gooey. Okay, he wasn’t gooey at all. But as he crawled his way around your arm and shoulder, you were suddenly awfully aware of the fact that you were only wearing a skimpy black tank top with spaghetti straps, allowing him to feel every inch and curve of your body and soak in your body heat. He was naturally cool but he usually warmed up after crawling on your arm for a while.

The fact that he was crawling up to you wasn’t unusual. Tonight however, it was like he was attached to your body and trying to feel every single part of you.

“That’s not nice,” you murmured, shakily inhaling as he slid a tendril-like arm across your neck, his body slinking across your chest. You kicked off your shoes and glanced at your reflection in the full-length mirror. Cheeks flushed, throat bobbing as you swallowed, and you could see that he was forming another limb, stretching it out to wrap around your bicep.

“You said I could watch whatever I wanted. And I wanted to watch Black Butler.” Taehyung said.

In the mirror, you could see his small head glance down, his body suddenly pausing at the discovery that there was something underneath your shirt. He was an alien. Since his arrival, you made sure to get dressed in the bathroom so that he didn’t see certain things.

In addition to that, you hadn’t been entirely sure if he slept or not, so you had created a small bed for him on the floor of your bedroom out of a box you had and thrown in a bunch of soft towels to make it comfortable for him. He seemed to enjoy it since he slid to his bed every night, even tucking himself underneath some of the towels. So not only had you been sharing a room with an alien, but these last few months had been incredibly, touch starving, especially since you were single. It wasn’t like you could suddenly make yourself feel good when Taehyung was right there and would probably ask what you were doing and why.

And now…now you were feeling incredibly horny.

You watched him create another limb, only to close your eyes to feel it softly slide down your sternum, heart racing as it followed the curve of your breast, your pussy clenching around nothing. A second – or was it a third? Maybe a fourth? - limb slipped underneath the shirt to encircle your other breast, but this one was more curious, feeling the size and tightening around the boob when it suddenly ran over your nipple. You stumbled back against the foot-board of the bed until you sat on it, accidentally pressing yourself against the frame and hitting your clit, resulting in an audible gasp.

His limbs suddenly retracted at the sound and before you could stop yourself, you whined at the loss of them only to realize what you had done. He was an alien. You were a human.

“Did I hurt you?” Taehyung asked.

You shook your head, opening your eyes to remove him from where he had wrapped himself around your neck and set him on the bed. Not once did you glance at the mirror, already knowing how flustered you looked. “No, I’m fine.”

“Then what was that sound?”

Damn him for being so curious. “Don’t worry about it. Why don’t you go to bed? I’m going to get dressed.”

Before he could ask another question, you grabbed the spare bed and hurried to the bathroom, taking several deep breaths when certain that you were, in-fact, alone. Not once during these last few months had he touched you like that, and now that he had, you found yourself craving more. It reminded you too much of those hentai videos you occasional stumbled upon while on the hub, and as you hurriedly kicked off your shorts to slip your own hand underneath your panties, you softly moaned when you felt how wet your panties were.

He had created those limbs like it was nothing. Easily curling and wrapping himself around you like second nature, and as you ran your own finger over your clit to take care of yourself, you couldn’t help but imagine what he would have done had you let him crawl up your shorts like he had started to do. Taehyung typically kept himself in the shape of a blob, but you were certain that he would have no issue in filling you up completely.

You pressed yourself further against the wall, another soft moan escaping you. Eyes closed, you were so focused on getting off, that you missed how underneath the doorway, a flat green blob slid its way underneath the door. A limb shaped itself, watching your general direction like it was absorbing your reactions, only to disappear the same way it came when you were satisfied.

A few nights later, you sighed as you shifted under the blankets once again. The fan had done its job and made the bedroom chilly, but you still couldn’t fall asleep. You tried warm milk, listening to instrumental music, counting sheep. Nothing seemed to work.

“You’re not sleeping?” Taehyung asked.

You glanced at the box on the floor, seeing his towels shift as he moved around. He hadn’t spoken about what happened the other night and neither had you, and for that, you were grateful. He was a friend. The last thing you wanted to do was ruin the only friendship he had while he stayed until his ship was fixed.

“Just having a hard time,” you softly answered.

He was quiet for a moment. “Would you like to talk about it?”

A soft chuckle slipped out of your lips and you rolled over, holding a hand out over the edge. In seconds he was wrapping himself around the limb and crawling on to the empty space next to you.

“Do you miss it?” You asked, slipping an arm underneath your head. “Your home? Your friends and family must miss you a lot.”

“Parts of it,” Taehyung admitted. For being a small green blob – or a small green Flubber – he had a deep baritone voice, and when he spoke softly, there was a calming effect that washed over you. It was the type of voice that not only promised protection, but had the power to be absolutely sinful. “There’s my family and friends that I do miss, but it was a strict place. We’re not a species that was intended to survive you see. A long time ago, the very first of my kind had been created here on your planet by someone…a doctor Jacob, Philip, or Robin, someone at least made a mistake, and from that the first Flubber was born. Over the decades we’ve evolved and managed to repopulate ourselves, but even I can’t remember how we managed to leave this planet and end up on our own. Some poor Flubber had probably been somewhere he shouldn’t have been.”

He shifted and for some reason, if he had facial features right at that moment, you could imagine him lifting an eyebrow with the smallest of smirks. “That’s why our society is strict. We were a mistake yes, but we quite like being alive and would rather keep it that way Flubbers are expected to do as they’re told and I wanted to explore. To see other worlds and galaxies. Granted, crash landing in your back yard was not at all part of the plan, or ruining my ship, but things have had an unexpected way of working out. After all, I did go off in search of the unexpected.”

Gently smiling at him, you nodded in agreement, wetting your lips. “Do you think you’ll go back? Once you fix your ship and explore for a while?”

“Good question. Maybe. I’m not entirely sure. The human race is, well…you people are certainly the most complex creatures I have ever met. I could spend a century here and still be trying to understand everything.”

You rolled on to your back with a laugh, feeling him slide his way up onto your stomach, the sensation sending shivers running through your body since the night shirt rose up at some point. Glancing down, Taehyung stretched a limb out, running it along your waist.

“Humans are very complex,” Taehyung repeated, his voice turning husky as if this was affecting him as well. “Complex, but perhaps, the most fascinating of all creatures to exist.”

No words came from you. Once again, your breath was stuck as he extended his other limb and you watched it crawl its way underneath the shirt, this time rubbing itself right over the nipple. Like he had memorized your reaction to it last time. You shakily gasped again, but you didn’t stop him. You could barely think, unable to look away as his body shifted, expanding itself to a larger version of himself.

“I’ve been practicing to regain my normal form,” he said. “It’s been hard, but I believe I can finally go back and stay in it permanently again.”

The two short nubs he had for legs elongated and thickened with his body. No longer was he a small blob, but he was taking on a new shape. One that was leaner, taller than you, and for the first time, he was gaining features that individualized him. The more he changed, the less green and see through he was. Instead, it turned into a very dark green tint on sun kissed skin, with dark brown eyes delicately painted with streaks of green. Looking down at you - like you imagined - a smirk had found its way home on his face while at the same time, a thumb harshly squeezed and rubbed against your nipple again. You moaned and leaned back into the pillow, wanting him, wanting more.

“Like I said before, us Flubbers are very similar to you humans, only we have…something extra.”

“And what’s that?” You forced out; eyes closed as another moan slipped out when his hands grabbed both breasts. He didn’t need to answer though, because as he played with your chest, something wrapped around your leg. It was similar to his limbs that he normally curled along your body, just as cool and thick to the touch. The thing making its way up your thigh was nearly forgotten about when Taehyung suddenly yanked off the shirt you were wearing, not wasting a second to kiss and suck at your breasts.

Chest heaving, it was impossible to think straight. Parts of your body had chills running across them while others felt hotter than the desert. He wasn’t letting up. Once satisfied, Taehyung gave his complete attention to the other, determined to leave behind a purple and wet path of where he had been. Every now and then there was sharp pain, but he was quick to quiet your whimpers by running his tongue over the marks and leaving a sweet kiss. The thing that had been crawling along your leg was at mid-thigh when it tightened, drawing your attention to its existence when suddenly, something else was sliding inside of your shorts.

Your eyes immediately opened and when you looked down, common sense went out the window as you swallowed the saliva building up in your mouth, pussy clenching. The limbs that you were used to seeing were back. One was coming out of the middle of Taehyung’s back, another appeared to be coming from his side, and as you watched, two more were forming and extending themselves. Unlike the rest of his form, they were completely green, nearly see through.

“We call them Extenders,” Taehyung murmured as he left thick kisses on your skin. “Extra limbs to help carry items and with everyday tasks.”

He lifted his head, eyes searching yours as his eyebrow quirked at you. “But I believe the term that you’re more with, is, tentacles.”

Oh. Oh, you were absolutely fucked.

A soft whimper slipped out when the tentacle that had been sneaking its way underneath your shorts purposely rubbed hard over your underwear. Taehyung must have heard it because his grin widened, and his Extenders were moving your legs to cage him against you.

“Usually I’m not like this,” he continued. “I think my body is still adjusting to this planet but thinks I’m back home. During this time of year, this is normally our season when we mate. That’s something you humans don’t have here, do you?”

Despite how much you wanted the tentacle to slip underneath the underwear, it stayed right where it was, content with teasing you. “We do that whenever we want,” you finally answered. Your gaze met Taehyung’s just in time to see his eyes light up in curiosity.

“Really?”

An ache was growing the longer you remained empty, and if the Extender underneath your shorts continued rubbing the way it was, you weren’t going to be lasting much longer. So, without caring about the consequences, you cupped Taehyung’s face and kissed him deeply. The sudden action allowed the tentacles around your legs to loosen just enough for you to wrap them around his hips, pulling him closer to you. Something thick pressed against your pussy, much larger than the other Extenders growing out of him, made both of you groan at the sudden pressure.

“Mate me,” you breathed out in-between kisses. His form was solid like a human, and his hair was soft when you ran your fingers through the locks. “Please Taehyung, please mate with me. I’m begging you.”

For a moment, Taehyung just stared down at you. Even the tentacles that had been sliding along your body paused at your words. It only lasted for that one moment. The corner of his lips curled upwards and the green streaks in his eyes darkened before he kissed you again, pressing himself completely against you.

Taehyung’s normal form may have appeared human, and besides the tentacles that moved on their own and were currently crawling their way up your sides and arms, it seemed that he was able to extend not just them, but every part of his body. The kiss was a frenzy from the start, and when the tentacle finally slipped underneath the underwear like you wanted and began to rub your clit earnestly, butterflies swarmed as your lower belly tightened, the orgasm that had been building was now forced from you.

He abruptly broke the kiss and pushed himself up, his hungry gaze running down the length of your body as you gasped in the fresh air. There was no break for you because he ripped away the remaining clothing and threw your legs over his shoulder to lick at your pussy. You lost track of how many tentacles were wrapping along your body, barely noticing that it wasn’t Taehyung holding you open as he ate like a starved man. Tears pooled at the corner of your eyes from over-stimulation, but when he suckled at your clit and something long entered your pussy, you cried out in pleasure at finally being filled. It was different from the tentacles caressing your body, more tapered and thinner, and when your walls squeezed around it, Taehyung groaned and every vibration sent your nerves into overdrive.

Glancing down at him, you realized that what was inside you was not another tentacle. There were two green Extenders holding your legs in place, and one currently held your wrists together bound above your head as numbers four and five slid along your body. One of them curled around your chest, leaving behind a slippery green slime in its path that felt cool to the touch as the other made its way closer to your face. You dropped your head back down on the pillow and tried to lift your hips to grind against Taehyung’s face, but a harsh suck made you gasp and stop all movement.

The tentacle reached your face, lazily poking your cheek until you rewarded it with undivided attention. Its movements were gentle as it traced the shape of your lips, the slime it left behind smearing across your face elicited a moan from the alien that was on the receiving end of you being turned on. This was one wet dream that you had never thought would become a reality, and now that it was happening, you didn’t want it to stop. Relaxing against the bed, you wet your lips out of habit before opening your mouth. Like you hoped, the tentacle went in to inspect this new place.

It was slippery as you ran your tongue against the tentacle, discovering it had some weight to it, and the slime that it oozed was sweet like the honey you used in teas. Out of curiosity you swallowed around the limb. A strangled groan came from Taehyung, and it twitched within its confines but didn’t try to remove itself. The more you sucked, the more it appeared to lubricate itself, forcing you to alternate every so often.

“Fucking hell,” Taehyung moaned. Sitting on his knees, he gazed down at you with eyes dark enough to appear black, those green streaks bright enough to glow in the dark. He was finally able to see what his tentacles had gotten themselves up to while he had been busy having his own meal, his chin wet as his tongue shrunk back to normal size.

Taehyung stared at you as the tentacle went further in your mouth, his chest heaving when you relaxed yourself to take it even further. All of the tentacles tightened at your actions, but his gaze went to your chest where one Extender had succeeded in wrapping itself around your breasts to squeeze them together and was currently rubbing itself between the small space, creating a slippery mess that made your skin tingle until it was numb.

“Look at you,” Tae murmured, lowering himself back down to your lower half. “You’re a mess darling.” He kissed your hip sweetly, quite the contradiction to everything else as one of his tentacles was in the midst of thrusting itself down your throat. Butterflies fluttered when he kissed his way across your belly, following the path of slime that had been left behind until his lower half was firmly pressed against yours, his hips grinding against yours so his cock rubbed along your lips.

“An absolute, fucking mess.”

You were so used to the jokes and pleasantries from Taehyung that to hear him swear, to call you darling as he rubbed himself against you, to have him use you as he wanted, it made your head spin until there was nothing but pure desire and need on your mind. He had already gotten you to orgasm twice without cumming himself and you still felt empty. He had yet to give you what you really wanted.

He went higher, not stopping until he was leaving wet kisses on your throat. “Such a beautiful, fucking, mess, and we’re not even done. Think you can keep up with me and my friend’s darling?”

The tentacle pulled out of your mouth then, allowing you to sharply inhale as Taehyung wiped away the string of saliva connecting you to it. He was patient as you caught your breath, amusing himself by continuing his kisses up to the back of your ear. Strands of hair were plastered to your forehead and despite everything, you felt more alive than you ever had.

“More,” you softly whispered, throat a bit sore.

Taehyung softly hummed. Palms trailed up your sides, smearing the slime all over and up on your breasts, not caring that there was a tentacle obsessed with loving them.

“I don’t think you know what you’re asking for,” Taehyung taunted. There was a shift in his hips and this time, the head of his cock was now pressing against your pussy.

You tilted your head, capturing his lips in an open mouth kiss. Out of habit you tried to wrap your arms around his shoulders, but the Extenders tightened around your wrists. He didn’t even try to coax his tongue in your mouth. He slipped in with ease and you groaned when you realized that you tasted yourself on him. His hands settled on your hips and this time, to your pleasure, he pushed his cock in. The stretch stung but after finally having him in like you wanted all along, it satisfied the ache of being empty that had been growing since this all started a few nights ago.

“Fuck,” Taehyung groaned, knuckles turning white from his grip on your hips. “So different. You’re so warm.”

His cock moved but his hips remained pressed and still against yours, drawing your curiosity to look down. Taehyung had pushed himself balls deep, but you felt his dick changing within you. It was growing thicker, longer, and when he pulled back to thrust back in, you gasped as the new ridges that were along his shaft. He was accommodating himself to fit you perfectly. A one true fit that was made just for you.

The green in his eyes flashed, the tentacles still wrapped around your body tightened to hold you in place as Taehyung’s pace picked up, the ridges rubbing against your inner walls with each stroke became more prominent. You closed your eyes as you pressed back against the pillow, and when there was an eager poke at your lips, your mouth simply opened for the tentacle to slip inside. You were just as eager; the honey flavored slime was addicting to the taste. It was only when there was new wiggling pressure on your clit that you looked down, past the tentacle that was fucking your tits with a newfound passion as it tightened around them to make the space smaller, to see that there was a new Extender rubbing itself on your clit. The pressure was enough to make you moan, legs shaking even in Tae’s grip, but as you watched, it appeared that it didn’t plan to stay there very long. With every thrust from Taehyung, your pussy grew slicker, allowing this appendage to nudge its way into your pussy alongside his dick, all while still rubbing against your clit with each thrust.

Your cry was muffled, the stretch almost becoming overwhelming when more tentacles appeared to cover your body in an attempt to soothe and draw your focus away from the pain. Two more latched themselves on your nipples and by some magic he was able to shape them into mouths that pinched and sucked the same way Taehyung had done earlier. Another two appeared in the palms of your hands with similar ridges to his cock, and not wanting you to be too empty, a thinner tentacle slipped inside your mouth as well. You were completely and utterly stuffed, and had lost count of how many of them there were now with all senses on haywire as your nerves felt like lava with his every touch and yet, somehow, something was still missing.

The headboard thumped against the wall as Taehyung went faster, almost erratic as he chased his own high that he had been holding back from. In the darkness of the bedroom, a green light radiated from Taehyung and the Extenders that were wrapped around you, and when his gaze locked on yours, even his eyes took on the faintest glow. It was otherworldly. For a brief moment, everything slowed around the two of you as the tentacles in your mouth suddenly removed themselves. He swooped down to replace his lips where they had been, his kiss sweet and gentle as he cupped the back of your neck.

A chill racked through your body as the tentacles hugged your body, but your mind was focused on the softness of Taehyung’s lips, and how they made your heart flutter. For a split second, he pulled back to press his forehead against yours while murmuring a foreign word. Despite not knowing what he said, you softly hummed and brushed your nose against his, making him smile. He tried to kiss you again but kept breaking out into a smile that you found yourself unable to resist.

It was when he recaptured your lips in a kiss that the glowing grew brighter, lighting up the room completely. A tingling sensation ran through your body, the temperature skyrocketing as beads of sweat dotted along your skin. Taehyung thrusted one last time, his hips hilting against yours as he reached his release filling you with a green tinted substance that also spurted out of the tentacles, coating your body in goo. You would have been grossed out, but the cum that oozed out of his tentacles along with the slime from earlier was cooling to your feverish skin.

You moaned into the kiss, the Extenders that had curled and twisted around your arms suddenly dropped down to the pillows spent and exhausted. Now free, you were able to tangle your fingers through his hair. Neither of you cared how the goo dripped down your wrists or matted itself in his locks when he leaned down to leave several kisses on your cheek among the sweet words of endearment that he whispered along your skin. This gentle and tenderness was reminiscent of the Taehyung you had known while he was still in his blob form.

All of his Extenders had released you from their grip, simply resting themselves on your bodies before Taehyung called them back. You had gone to kiss him once more when his hips pressed further against yours, his dick still inside you as some of his cum spilled out from around him and down your thigh.

“Shit,” Taehyung murmured, glancing down at where the two of you were still connected.

You softly chuckled. “Is mating season usually this messy?”

He looked back up at you, a boxy smile appearing. “Sorry about that. It’s meant to ensure a successful mating, which entails with the female being pregnant by the end of the season. But it’s never been this pleasurable before.”

Even though you had never met a female Flubber in your life, a sense of pride flashed through you. You weren’t his first apparently, but you were the first to make it feel good at least. “Does that mean you have kids back home?”

“No,” he shifted his weight, lifting an arm to shove his fingers through his hair and off his forehead. “I had only come of age five winters ago, and it’s expected that Flubbers who participate for the first time are not likely to have a successful mating. This would have been my sixth attempt.”

“Sixth attempt?” You asked, leaning your head back against the pillow.

Taehyung carefully sat up. He was mindful this time of his dick keeping his cum inside you, the last thing he wanted to do was risk losing another drop. “When there is a successful mating, the two Flubbers then join in unity until their deaths. If they can produce children the first time, then they’ll be able to have another successful pregnancy next season.”

“So, if I get pregnant, you’ll stay?”

The room fell silent. The glow that had been emanating from Taehyung dimmed now that he was no longer caught up in the moment of his orgasm, but you could still see the way he pressed his lips together. One of the tentacles curled around your arm once more, slightly squeezing you in a gentle manner that reminded you of a hug.

You didn’t want Taehyung to go. Even before tonight, you had enjoyed his company greatly, and if he were to leave, who were you going to finish watching Black Butler with? There wouldn’t be anyone who would spend hours asking about what it was like to be human, who offered help around the house, or would tell you stories about what it was like where he was from. Even going to bed wouldn’t be the same without his check ins, wondering if you had enough blankets, a glass of water on the nightstand, and not so casually reminding you that if you scrolled through your phone until three in the morning again, you’d be cranky when having to go to work the next day.

It wouldn’t be home without Taehyung.

“Actually…” his fingers dug into the fleshy bits of your thighs, his thumb moving in circles as it rubbed some of his cum into the skin. “I was hoping that I could stay. Even if you never got pregnant. If…if that’s okay with you of course.”

Not able to really move, you stroked the length of one of the tentacles still on you, watching Taehyung’s body shiver at the touch. “Nothing would make me happier than that Tae.”

His thumb stopped moving, the green streaks in his eyes once again brightening as he leaned down to capture your lips in a kiss. The Extenders came back to life then, each one slipping underneath your body in a tight hug as Taehyung lifted you off the bed when he stood. Your legs squeezed his waist but he merely laughed.

“What are you doing?” You asked when he carried you to the bathroom. With the help of one of his tentacles, the light flickered on.

He lightly nipped at your collarbone. “If you hadn’t noticed yet darling, I am still lodged inside you, and we are covered in various liquids. We are in desperate need of cleaning ourselves.”

Glancing in the mirror behind Taehyung, you were finally able to see the result of tonight’s love fest. The slime had left a clear green tint that had dried down to your skin, and the release of his cum had even gotten in your hair. Tae had not been lucky either and was fairly covered in the goo himself.

“Besides,” he murmured, recapturing your attention as the water from the shower head suddenly turned on. You however, were focused on the way his eyes darkened and his smile curled into a sneaky grin that sent your heart racing. “Like I said earlier, my body is still adjusting and thinks that it’s mating season here. This is not a one-night occurrence my darling.”

One of his tentacles roamed over your chest, paying particular attention to your breasts as Taehyung stepped into the shower, the hot water only seeming to help his Extenders in their movements. At least with a shower, the result of this round of love making would be easier to clean than your stained and ruined bed sheets.

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stay-midnight · 3 years

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Foolish - The supposed valentine special

Lee Felix x Male Reader

Word Count: 2.7K Words

a/n: aaaaaaaa, the delay for this is too long 😖 i changed the concept of it from a valentines date to an anniversary date instead, hopefully it’s okay hhshs. I cannot it was supposed to be soft but somehow i made the smut escalate in the end. Tbh, I was expecting balcony sex—

Triggers: Explicit Smut, Fluffy as fuck I guess—, It’s soft.

Kinks/Warnings: Soft Dom Felix, Sub Male Reader, Anal Sex, Safe Sex, Licking, Teasing, Nipple Play, Nipple Biting, A lot of foreplay, Multiple Positions, Mentions of Fisting, Make-Out Sessions, A lot of Praise, Consensual.

Felix’s hands were getting sweaty and how fast he was tapping his thigh, he was getting nervous by the minute as the clock’s hands were moving closer to 8 PM — the time of your arrival. He licked his dry lips every half a minute as his head kept turning towards the door as if it was about to swing open. He brushed his blond hair back, taking a shallow breath.

You see, Felix prepared for one week for this, too make it as special as possible for your anniversary day.

1 year.

He loved, cherished, kissed you a bunch of times, and did a lot more with you in that one year of you and him being together.

Felix would do a lot more in even more years to come. In the future, he’ll propose to you, maybe even adopt children if you ever want. He just want to spend time with you, staring at you lovingly like a fool in love.

In the present now, though. He wants to enjoy this anniversary with you. He got his friends to decorate your shared apartment — the walls are decorated with colored paper and the pictures you collected throughout the years.

Frame by frame, all of them are important to you and him — Holding special memories that can’t be replaced or forgotten.

Felix felt his breath hitch as the door handle started turning. A profound mixture of excitement and nervousness built up in the pit of his stomach.

. . .

You were humming happily as you walked up the stairs of your apartment, the medium-sizedbag dangling from your fingers. You were frantic to spend time with Felix.

Today was your one year anniversary and thus you want to relieve all stress piled up from work and just spend quality time with your man.

Face-to-face with your apartment door, you turned the knob and found it wasn’t locked which made you raise your eyebrow in confusion. You turned the knob and swung it open.

Then petals of red roses fell in the front of your vision as a clear romantic music started playing. “Lixie?” you murmur, still a bit dizzy from the suprise.

After taking a moment to regain your thoughts, you noticed the picture littered across the walls of your apartment it was you and Felix.

Then finally, in all his beauty, Felix standed in the middle with the most warmest and cutest smile that seems to always set your world alight.

You suddenly felt some wetness at your cheeks and your vision suddenly becoming blurred due to the stream of tears just freely flowing down.

Felix saw the way you were crying and walked over to hug you, “Happy Anniversary, babe.” you snuggled your wet face into neck wetting his part of the shirt there.

“F— Fe, hng.... L-Lix. Th— Thankss.. for this..” you hiccuped as he pulled you away from his neck, then kiss the beads of tears falling from your eyes away.

“Shh, don’t cry, Y/N” He comforted, gently combing your hair. You smiled and clung to him like a koala as you felt every feeling of stress leaving your body.

You wrapped your hands around his neck and kissed him and he kissed back immediately, savouring the taste of your lips with passion.

Both of you perfectly molded with each other he finally slipped his tongue in your mouth, exploring your warm cavern.

Then he pulled away which made you whine, “Let’s continue that later~ but for now, let’s celebrate and eat.” he winked at his first statement then pointed at the table which had alot of food.

“Can we finish that much?” you said looking at the overloaded table.

He grinned, “We’ll give it to Changbin and the others as thankd for helping me decorate.”

You pouted and looked at the bag you had, “I only got you some strawberry cake for our anniversary...” you said, frowning.

“I’ll make it up to you...” you mumble wiping your tears away with your wrist, taking a sit down at the table then Felix sat next to you.

“You don’t have too... It still means alot to me that you’re here now.” he smiled sheepishly while you look away shyly.

“Still my gift is inferior than your suprise...”

“Any gift you give is in a high regard. Eat Y/N~ before I eat you~” he joked but there was a slight bit of truth in that. You hit his chest but he could tell how flustered you were.

“Cute....” he praised which in turn cause you to glare at him playfully as he gave you that a grin.

. . .

He reached out for your hand after eating to dance at the sound of the melodic, sweet music playing in the backround.

You look at him with love as both of you swayed along to the tune, Felix even spun you around like how people do during ballroom dances causing you to laugh as he catched you before spinning you back around to his caring embrace.

“I love you so much, Y/N...” he whispered against your ear.

You shivered at the sensation of his hot breath when he spoke, “I love you too, so so much....” you said back, turning your head to meet his caring gaze and his smile. He leaned towards you, connecting your lips as the music creased. You felt literal sparks flying across your body because of that.

You yawn as you pulled away from him, even though this was fun — You did just came back from work so you were tired and Felix now just noticed that.

He smiled before grabbing your hands and dragging you to your shared bedroom.

. . .

He pulled you on the king-sized bed which made you smile goofily as you laid there. You were still on your work clothes but nothing can be more comforting than being near with your loved one.

You liked skinship as much as he do, that’s probably why you fit together so much.

You rarely fought as well, most of it being teasing or playful fighting. Now that you remember, the only time he got mad when you didn't tell him that you were coming home late. He was angry, you were extremely tired. Instead of reasoning with him at that time, you fought fire with fire.

You always see him around the apartment since his work is a comic designer so he’s working at home, he barely leaves unless for jogging or grocery purposes.

You were snapped out of your thoughts as Felix played with your hair. Combing and stroking it. You leaned in to his soft touch, sighing at the calming sensation.

You leaned your head back so you could look up at him and he was showing a cute smile which made you smile back at him as well.

You initiated a kiss suddenly, suprising him. He kissed back before pulling away then leaned back down again as if he couldn’t get enough of your lips.

. . .

It started with small pecks at each other, now turning into a deep make out session with him. As you felt your neck was about to break off any second now due to the uncomfortable position you were kissing him in — You flipped him over and straddled him before leaning back in, biting his bottom lip teasingly as his hands worked their way onto your buttocks, kneading it teasingly.

He groaned at the lip bite before he grabbed your waist and switched positions, with Felix on top of you — staring down at you with a mixture of lust and adoration.

“You’re so pretty and handsome...” he praised, raising your shirt slightly before leaning down and planting kisses down your tummy, slowling pushing it up while also trailing his lips upward to your chest — leaving a line of saliva.

You giggled silently at his praise before gasping at his warm lips making contact with your skin, a tingling and wet sensation was apparent on your torso as Felix was tasting you up.

He removed your shirt completely and slipped his hand down to wrap around your waist. He lifted you slightly before attaching his lips on your nipples, licking and sucking on it.

You sighed as you let your own body be taken over by pleasure, Felix hummed before moving to the other nipple, this time though — he clamped his teeth down on it causing you let out a moan at the numbing pain.

When he pulled away he was content to see your chest, wet from his saliva, and your nipples — hardened and puffy.

He looked down at you, lovingly with a hint of need and lust, you stare back at him with half-lidded eyes because of the pleasure he gives.

“You look so unreal...” You whisper with a smile, the sight of Felix’s face, basking in the moonlight shining from the window at your side, you brought up your hands and caressed his cheek, “What have I done to deserve you...” you added in a soft tone.

He smiles at your compliments, “You don’t have to do anything, because even I don’t deserve someone as loving and caring as you...” he whispered, grabbing your hand on his cheek and kissing the top of it.

You pull him down by the neck, kissing him in the lips, moving with such passion as he sneaked his tongue between your lips — tasting every corner and crevice inside your warm and wet cavern.

His other hand is trailing down to your pants unbuckling your belt skillfully with one hand, pulling it down ever so slowly.

You were being patient with his teasing but at some point your patience were wearing thin, cracks started to form on your small facade as you thrusted your hips up, hitting the bulge in his pants.

He grinned in satisfaction as finally he slowly unraveled you. He removed his shirt, making you stare at his sculptured body, drool forming at the sides of your mouth

Finally, he pulled your boxers down, making you hiss at the feeling of cold air hitting your erect dick. He hummed, giving it a few small strokes to get you more riled up.

“Lix, Lix... Please.. I want— No, I need you inside me already.....” you said with desire, letting out a shaky breath as he pulled his hand away.

“Well of course, what my love wants, he gets~” he said, reaching over the nightstand drawer to grab the blueberry-scented lube and condoms.

He undressed himself, removing his shorts and boxers — throwing it somewhere in the dim room.

You glimpsed at his hard cock with a pretty pink tip, you still wondered how he manage to fit that inside you, you looked away in embarrassment at your own circling thoughts.

He chuckled lowly at that, “You can look, Y/N... I already ruined you so many times with it so what’s the point of looking away, hm?” he teasingly spoke with a husky voice.

You look at him and poked your tongue out at him playfully, causing him to snicker before squirting some lube into his fingers and lifting your legs a bit for easier access to hole.

Felix then finally slowly inserted lubricated finger, watching in awe as your hole clenched around his finger, You let out a shaky sigh, Felix’s fingers weren’t exactly big, but it still feels good. One time, he even fitted his whole fist inside you due to how tiny his hand is.

He added another two fingers, knowing that you can take his short fingers plus, he also has a need to be inside you, to be connected to you.

He pulled his fingers out, then smiled at you breathing heavily at how much he played with your fluttering hole.

Felix placed on a ultra-thin condom after biting the packet open, aligning the tip of his cock against your rim — applying a small pressure but not inserting it just yet.

You let out an impatient whine as your hole tried to suck his dick in, pathetically clenching around the tip. “Please, please Lix~ No more teasing...” you babbled, trying to sink your hips down but failing as he grabbed it with a bruising grip.

He slowly then inserted it inside you with a chuckle, watching as your face relax and your mouth forming an “O” shape. Once he saw your face relax, he thrust up into the hilt, hitting your prostate dead-on — His hips flushed against your ass.

“Ah!” you gasp out, your own neglected cock felt like bursting any moment now on how full you were. You relax yourself for Felix to move more easier.

He then started pulling out, groaning lowly before thrusting back in, “So good, so good...” you breathed out, loving the way his cock drag against your wall everytime he thrusts in.

He started a medium pace, lewd and wet sounds surrounds the room, you close your eyes and wrap your hands around the top's neck.

“You feel so good, Y/N...” he said, breathing heavily as he pursued a faster pace, the sound of skin against skin was audibly clear now — the way his hips smack against your ass was driving you crazy.

He pulls out for a bit and you let out a sound of disappointment before he asked you to flip over and you followed his command, going on all fours.

Felix shoves his cock right back in, you moaning loudly. He hits your prostate multiple times before using his other hand to slide his hand to your chest, pinching the hard bud of your nipple hard, he laughs shakily as you screamed at that.

You felt like your eyes were rolling to the back of your head as his hand roamed your inner thighs, flicking your tip teasingly before finally wrapping his hand around your hard cock, jerking it off messily and out of pace.

You didn’t know anymore, you rocked your hips back and forth — you didn’t know if you wanted to meet his hard and precise thrusts or or to buck against his hand wrapped around your base, you let out wordless whines and unidentified babbles that Felix wanted to coo at.

Felix saw that your knees were quivering, so he decided to change positions again, this time you were speared on his cock as if it was your throne, your back flushed against his sweaty chest.

This was one of your favourite positions as Felix held you close to him, increasing the feeling of sweet intimacy between the both of you as he impaled you up and down his cock.

You moaned as he hit your abused and swollen prostate for the umpteenth time, before you turned your head to meet his, sharing a hungry but a much needed kiss.

Drool dripped down your chin as your aching cock uselessly bobbed up and down in time with his thrusts, you felt lightheaded as you didn’t even realize you came, spilling on your sheets as it dripped down from the tip — your mouth releasing a drawn-out weak moan.

Felix’s thrusts turned sloppily as he saw your red tip spurt out white ropes and the sporadic clenching, he was close too.. After a few more minutes of thrusting into you and overstimulating you, he came inside the condom in a deep groan.

Felix only held you tighter against him, both of your chests heaving up and down at the tiredness. Slowly, he started pulling out of you before laying down on the bed slowly as you seemed too out of it.

He threw the used condom at the small trashbin after tying it at the side of your bed. He went to the bathroom to get some towels momentarily to clean you up.

He also got a small sheet of fabric to cover the cum-stained bed cover.

Once he saw your eyes turned more normal than the dilation it had earlier, he smiled “Good?” he asked in a heart-warming gaze.

You nodded, “Very good...” you smiled as he wiped your lubed rim and around it carefully.

“I really love you...” you said with a giggle at the end.

“I love me too~” he teased.

“Felix~!” you whined, crossing your arms around your chest.

He chuckled before going closer to you and connecting your lips, “I love you..” he mumbles sweetly against your ear.

You hummed in great appreciation, reeling him down to cuddle in his bare chest — to which he complied, combing your hair.

“You are the best thing that ever happened to me, Y/N.” Felix breathed out, smiling as you fell in a tired sleep.

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newcaptainofsquad9 · 3 years

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Unfair~2yeon/Nayeon and Jeongyeon x fem!reader

Pairing: 2yeon (Nayeon and Jeongyeon) x reader

Summary: You awaken to Nayeon still in her slumber, while your other girlfriend Jeongyeon get’s an idea in her head to tease Nayeon and you at the same time.

Genre: Smut, Romance and Fluff

Word Count: 1, 508

Warning: Only readers 18 and up are allowed beyond this point. DO NOT read if you are not 18 or older, I mean it.

Author’s Note: I’m still working on other fics, I’ve got writers block on a bunch of posts and this just literally came to me. I’ve got other Twice ship x reader fics in mind, let me know if you guys would like more and even of Twice ship fics on their own. I’m not sure how this turned out but hope ya’ll enjoy anyway!

Your eyes grew heavy then light again. The warmth of the bed along with the covers eased your body as you took time to survey your surroundings: the pale sheets beneath you, the tiny peaks of shiny rays that pushed through and Nayeon; she remained sprawled out close to you with an arm draped across your middle. This restricted your movements, but you needed to stretch anyway. Nayeon groaned as she didn’t budge a bit, her face scrunched up in a cutesy frown.

“Nayeon, babe, let me go for a minute,” you whispered.

Nayeon groaned once more and snuggled closer.

“No, it’s too early and you’re too warm,” she said. “And Jeong’s all the way on the other side.”

You turned to your left, but Jeongyeon’s side was empty. All left is a tiny lump that told she was once there and the covers folded out, neatly of course. Where’d she go?

Nayeon wrapped her arms tighter around you, you turned your focus back onto her but her breathing slowed. You couldn’t help but smile and study her features: her bedhead wasn’t messy at all, only a few strands of hair in her face and the shirt she wore was one of Jeongyeon’s big ones that rode up her thighs to give nothing to the imagination.

You tensed up, your skin grew hot. You really needed that stretch now. She shifted, her arms loosened a bit and you took the chance to slide away to Jeongyeon’s side. A whine escaped her, making your heart sink as you thought on how to fix it. The plush horse that occupied your bed (the one that Jeongyeon got for you last Valentines day) sat on the bed’s edge, as if it clung to dear life against the sheets. You placed it in your absence, allowing Nayeon to latch on quickly after.

“Mmmh,” was all she said before her breathing slowed again.

Your eyes stayed on her as you rolled onto your back and gently caressed her face.

Jeongyeon popped back into the room, wearing a long shirt too and no pants, leaving her smooth and toned legs open. A tiny grin spread across her face as your eyes met.

“Morning,” she said as she leaned over the bed to kiss you.

“Hi,” you said as you returned the kiss and stretched.

Jeongyeon giggled against your lips and pulled back to regard Nayeon’s frame of slumber.

“I was going to make breakfast, but what’s the point if she isn’t up too,” she said.

“Well, it is a bit early,” you pointed out. “You didn’t particularly go easy on her last night.”

Jeongyeon chuckled and scratched the back of her neck.

“Hey her exact words were ‘fuck me into the mattress Jeong--”

“Shh!” you said. “Keep your voice down. And yes, I can recall. I was there.”

“Now that I think back,” Jeongyeon said. “I didn’t pay much attention to you last night.”

You rolled your eyes as Jeongyeon sat down in front of you.

“Don’t do that Jeong, it was mostly for Nayeon last night. You know you both satisfy me,” you said.

Jeongyeon nodded and leaned her forehead down to rest against yours.

“I know, I know. But sometimes, I just feel like Nayeon gets a little too much of me at times,” Jeongyeon said. “She get’s a little too greedy, don’t you think?”

“What are you suggesting?”

Jeongyeon shrugged as her hands cupped your face before she kissed you briefly.

“I’m suggesting punishment for her, since she can’t have you right now and it looks like you’re all to myself right now.”

You blinked up at her as she grinned down at you with a wicked grin.

“You can’t be serious Jeongyeon! She’s sleeping right there!” you said.

Jeongyeon giggled.

“I know it’ll work. You just have to be quiet.”

You deadpanned as Jeongyeon’s kisses trailed to your jaw.

“Jeong, wait,” you sighed.

Jeongyeon stopped at your request and rubbed down your sides.

“Please?” she said. “You feel so soft right now, I just want to feel you.”

You couldn’t resist Jeongyeon’s perfect puppy dog eyes, along with the tiny kisses she pressed to your cheeks.

“How did the idea of teasing her while she’s sleeping come to your head?” you asked. “And why rope me into this? She’s going to be mad at me too. All I wanted to do was stretch, then get back to her.”

Jeongyeon nuzzled into your neck.

“I’ll take the blame Y/N,” she said. “Besides, can you blame me for just wanting to stretch out your pussy babygirl?”

Her words pulsed through you, adding to the heat that you felt earlier. Jeongyeon noticed and pulled you flush against her.

“Did I say the right thing? Nayeon usually calls you that--”

You silenced her with a kiss; Jeongyeon returned it fully as she gently pushed you to lay back against the bed. She pressed open mouth kisses down your jaw and neck, forcing you to bite down on your lip to keep the noises in. You looked over at Nayeon, who’s eyes remained shut. She shifted over to her other side, her mouth hanging open slightly while your stuffed horse stayed in her arms.

“Pay her no mind,” Jeongyeon whispered in your ear before pressing a kiss underneath it. “Just pay attention to me, babygirl.”

You released a shaky sigh, making Jeongyeon cease yet again and rest her chin on your chest.

“I can stop if you want,” she said, the hint of amusement no longer laced in her voice as she laces our hands together. “We can wait till later when she’s up.”

You shook your head.

“No, like you said it’s her punishment and um,” you paused. “I-I I’d like to feel you too.”

“Really?” Jeongyeon said. “You sure?”

“Yes,” you declared.

Jeongyeon’s eyes darkened at your permission and took both your wrists before pinning them above your head.

“Then try not to scream babygirl, and I’ll try to be gentle.”

You swallowed down a breath while Jeongyeon went to work: her lips latched onto your chest while her hands traced up your shirt to stroke your stomach; the sensation adding more to the flame you felt there. Jeongyeon’s eyes stayed on you, while one of her hands trailed down to your panties. She raised a brow at the wetness already seeping through and lifted her head up to capture your lips again. Without warning,Jeongyeon began moving her fingers, slowing feeling you through the fabric of your underwear.

Another shaky breath left you, a moan followed but you bit down on your lip to suppress it. Jeongyeon noticed with a smirk and sat up to bunch up her shirt just enough over her stomach while she sat up and moved to spread my legs a bit before she sunk down. Jeongyeon moaned out this time as both of your heats met. You panicked as your head shifted over to Nayeon but Jeongyeon continued her movements; the friction making the both of you gasp while her hands travel underneath your shirt to caress your breast.

“Jeong,” you groaned as she continued to move her hips and hands.

“Yeah? God, how do you feel so good so early?” she moaned into your ear.

The heat in your stomach returned, your peak close with each movement of Jeongyeon’s hips.

“C-Close, I’m close Jeong--”

You paused; your eyes darted to the right to meet the eyes of a an awoken Nayeon. Her hair askew and messy, but still perfect in her groggy state. You tried to speak but a deep groan stopped you, climax arriving faster than expected.

Jeongyeon came as well, albeit quieter against your neck.

“Y/N you--” Jeongyeon paused at the sight of Nayeon, up now with a deep frown. “Oh hey Nayeon.”

Nayeon tossed your stuffed horse at Jeongyeon, but she dodged it quickly with a chuckle.

“Morning to you too,” Jeongyeon teased as she kissed your cheek and sat up from you guy’s compromising position.

“Don’t morning me!” Nayeon growled. “How is it fair when you’re having fun without me?”

You tried to answer but Jeongyeon beat you to it.

“I just thought it’d be funny is all,” Jeongyeon said. “Y/N didn’t want to disturb you and I was too--”

“Greedy,” Nayeon said before she turned fully towards you with dark eyes.

“Nayeon--”

She cut you off by kissing you hard, her fingers tugging your hair a bit harshly and forced a whimper from you.

“Is it OK if you give me one more Y/N?” Nayeon said with an intense look.

You nodded as Nayeon sunk down between your legs, planting kisses across your skin in the process.

“Wait, Nayeon. What about Jeong?” you asked.

Nayeon groaned and rests her head against your stomach as you both watched Jeongyeon stand to stretch a bit.

“It’s all right Y/N, we had our fun this morning,” she said before leaning down to kiss you briefly. “I have to make breakfast anyway. Please don’t overstimulate her too much Nayeon.”

“No promises,” Nayeon said, making you shiver.

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The t-shirt - Kakashi Hatake

Big thanks to the wonderful @interlxdee for this request, I hope you like it <3

Kakashi x reader

Warning: NSFW +18

I forgot to do the laundry this week. I fucking forgot to do the laundry.

Two nights ago, I arrived home from a long mission with most of my clothes buried deep down in a dirty backpack, too smelly for me to try to go anywhere near it.

Usually, Kakashi reminds me to wash my clothes and if my pout is good enough, he’ll wash them for me when he does his charge. But unfortunately, Kakashi left for a mission a couple days before I arrived, and he is not home yet.

I curse as I go through my drawers, unable to find any clothes that aren’t too washed up or shredded. Maybe I could go buy something, I just saw this beautiful lavender dress at the market. No, no, I can’t buy random stuff right now, I’m saving up for Kakashi’s birthday.

Maybe Kurenai or Anko could lend me something to wear but they live too far from my place and either I would have to make a walk of shame with my smiley ramen printed pajamas or with a long-washed set of pants with a bunch of holes.

Wait, I think I have a solution. My hand wanders slowly to the bottom drawer. A smile pulls up on my lips, Kakashi forgot his black slouchy t-shirt the last time he spent the night. And the best part is it still has a hue of his addictive scent.

He left a pair of pants too, but I figure the t-shirt will cover enough and the weather has been pretty warm lately. Plus, it’s cleaning day, I’m not planning to go out and even if I did by that time, I’d probably already washed my decent clothes.

After a few hours of extensive apartment cleaning and with my clothes already hung up on the clothesline, I realize how exhausted I feel after fulfilling my duties.

Whining, I scout the kitchen cabinets and chuckle as I grab what I was looking for, instant ramen. I warm up some water and prepare my delicious not-so- healthy meal, then I sit on the couch with my legs crossed, eating with one hand and going through a magazine with the other. Ah, this is the moment I’ve been waiting for.

Suddenly, I hear the sound of the door’s lock opening and as I tilt up my head from the magazine, my eyes meet a familiar eye, he’s the only person that has keys to my apartment.

“Hey! I thought you were arriving tomorrow. How did it go?”

Kakashi stays still near the door, frozen, as his warm gaze roams my whole body.

“You are wearing my t-shirt” he states with a low tone.

“Oh, I’m sorry I didn’t think you would mind. I forgot to do my laundry when I arrived from the mission and this was the only decent item on my drawers. But I’ve already washed my clothes and they’re probably dry by now. Hold on, I’ll change real quick.”

“NO, NO. I mean,” he almost screams before gulping hard. “It looks really good on you, please don’t take it off.”

I nod unsure and raise an eyebrow.

“Are you feeling okay?” Kakashi presses his eyelids at my question. I feel a little worried, maybe he is injured. Carefully I leave my ramen and the magazine on the table as I walk up to him.

“It’s ju-just I-I” his voice breaks as my eyes fall upon the reason for his weird behavior. Automatically, a shiver runs down my spine and my stomach starts tickling, the gap between my thighs clenches as my essence starts wetting my core

A husky chuckle escapes my throat.

“You just arrived from a mission, I can’t believe you have any energy left to produce something that… big,” I tease, pointing with my chin toward his king-size boner, that somehow seems to get tighter underneath his pants with every second passing by.

“I haven’t seen you in weeks and when I finally get the chance, you decide to wear” he pauses to choose his words carefully, “that.”

“Oh, knock it off. It’s not like I’m wearing lingerie, it’s just a t-shirt, it doesn’t even have any cleavage.”

“But it’s my t-shirt. And you are wearing it. Fuck. And it looks so fucking good on you. It makes me want to rail you until you don’t remember your own name.”

Holy shit, this man is unnaturally hot. How could any living being resist him?

“Oh, well” I mumble pretending to sound resigned, “we certainly cannot let something that size go to waste now, can we?”

Kakashi offers me a sided smile as he breaks the distance between us, pushing me back to the couch and laying on top of me. I tug his mask down and drop his hitai-ate on the floor, placing my hands on the corners of his face and smashing our lips together.

“As much as I like how my t-shirt looks on you, I’ll have to take it off, or else I’ll rip it and lose the chance to see you wearing it again.” I nod as I raise my arms to ease his job. And without ceremonies, he unfastens my bra and slips my panties off my legs, pausing briefly to take a good look at my body as if I was the most intricating thing he has ever seen.

“Come back,” I mutter slightly blushed. Kakashi smirks cheekily as he drops his green vest on the floor and strips the rest of his clothes but his underwear, before eagerly leaning back on top of me.

“Nu-uh, those can’t stay,” I gesture pointing his boxers to what he laughs.

“Those are your job,” he says before drawing his attention to my neck, leaving wet kisses all over.

I flex my knees on Kakashi’s sides as I slide my hands under his boxers, hugging his butt before pulling down the unsufferable cloth. I groan at the feeling of his throbbing dick against my thighs and without warning, Kakashi shoves two digits inside my already dripping cunt.

“Holy fuck, you are so fucking damp” he whispers with a restrained voice.

Abruptly, Kakashi takes out his fingers and sits on his knees before lifting my legs to rest on his shoulders. He ducks himself, smirking huskily, before painfully slowly licking my folds.

I moan loudly as his tongue swirls around my cunt, the tip tracing quick circles on my clit. My hands fly to his head, tugging strands of silver hair on my fingers and pushing him closer, I hear his sexy laugh mixed with the wet noises.

It doesn’t take long before I feel myself falling on the edge. Kakashi notices my walls tightening and the pace of his tongue grows softer.

“Kakashi,” I sigh but before I have time to say anything else, he lowers my legs from his shoulders and maneuvers nimbly with my body. He lays with his back on the couch and then places me on top of him, his hard dick excruciatingly brushing my palpitating folds.

A malicious smile forms on my lips as I press my palms on his muscular abdomen, carrying myself and sinking his eager length in my cunt. Kakashi swears with a low tone and as I move my hips teasingly, he places his hands on my sides to stabilize my motion, his grip firm enough to leave marks.

“I don’t think I can take that today,” his voice sounds so unsteady. “Just be a good girl, will you?”

Kakashi’s grip on my hips tightens as he carries me to fasten my thrusts.

“You look so fucking good riding me.” I lean forward to reach his ear, my sore nipples brushing his chest.

“I know,” he smirks at my self-confidence as he stretches his hands to massage my breasts, pinching my nipples. My head falls backward enjoying his precise attention. Then, his mouth assumes the role his hands were playing, his tongue licking and sucking my swollen buds. I curse, this man knows every inch of my body and how to take care of it.

I lift my body and sink in deeper than before, our groans mixing in a sea of pleasure. The pace of our thrusts grows faster. My darkest instincts taking control, rationality left long behind. And once again, I feel my walls clenching around Kakashi’s cock. I desperately call his name as he bites my nipple, incoherent words trying to escape his lips. My senses go numb as I feel waves of intense pleasure traveling my body, increased by the sensation of Kakashi’s cum spilling all over my walls. We hold each other tightly as our orgasms reach their highest point.

Fuck, that was something else.

Once we’ve started breathing steadily, Kakashi pulls me over him, tangling our legs and wrapping his arms around me.

“If this is how it’s gonna be, I’m going to steal all of your clothes,” I whisper playfully.

“I’m not planning to stop you,” he chuckles, placing a soft kiss on my temple.

So, finally here’s day five, I’m really sorry for the delay. I hope you enjoyed this fic, it was really fun to write.

Thanks for reading! <3

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