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rae-writes · 3 months

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OnlyFantoms???

om brothers x reader

wc : 2.k

warnings : nsfw, gn!reader with skirt wearing (mammon, satan), panties/lingere wearing (satan, asmo), online sharing

synopsis : let's see what the latest trending porn videos are

a/n : for some reason, tumblr desktop is making the symbols bold and way bigger than they're supposed to be, so if you're on desktop just ignore how that looks :/

being asked about it in a livestream

Your legs are spread open for the camera, hooked over your boyfriend’s with no chance of closing them, while his hand is shoved down the front of your bottoms. The other roams your body— sliding up your shirt and wrapping around your throat. Your arms are clearly straining themselves as they hold your body up, all so you could rock your hips against Lucifer’s fingers; though the view is covered by your clothes, the slick sounds are all too clear, giving away how aroused you really were. When your arms finally give out and you fall back against his chest, there’s a shift in the air that you can practically feel as his bicep flexes under the fabric of his shirt, free arm yanking you up higher on his lap so he can finger you harder. Over the sound of your moans and cries for him to ‘please let me cum, been s’good for you, please please please’, you can hear Lucifer’s signature low chuckle and the faint sound of his shaky breathing before he’s giving you permission, outright laughing when you squeal and jerk in his grasp. His hand slips from your bottoms, and though his face isn’t in frame, it’s clear he’s licking your cum off his fingers right before the video cuts off.

Good grades get rewarded | 0:45 seconds | 108.k views | 100.k likes | 97.k comments

Lucifer?!

Hand cam hand cam hand cam

Dude, isn’t Mc a straight A student? THIS IS WHAT THEY GET FOR EVERY A??

I’d good grades too if I had the morning star behind me like this

^I’d get good grades if I could have Mc in my lap like this tf

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Panting and moaning fill the dim atmosphere, mixing in with the faint sound of slapping skin as large hands push and pull at your hips. The camera is positioned only to catch your lower bodies, but through the dark you can still catch the bobbing of Mammon’s adams apple and the curve of your mouth as you place kisses along his jaw. His grip on your hips makes your skirt ride up higher and higher, showing more and more slivers of skin until your entire ass is on display. There’s a shine- the mix of your cum and his- everytime he pulls you up, only to disappear with a filthy ‘shlick’ as he yanks you back down onto his cock. There’s a natural haze to the lens and the windows are entirely fogged up— sweat is beading and rolling down his exposed chest, showing you’ve been at this much longer before the recording ever started. By now, the second born has started emitting whiny growls as he switches to grinding you and the audio picks up a nearly inaudible choked out version of your name before his arms are circling around you and he’s lifting you up slightly with his last thrust. It’s quiet as you pet his hair while he’s busy massaging your waist- and then you're reaching over to grab the camera with a giggle, angling it to see the mess you’ve both made over your clothes. There’s a hushed ‘Lucifer’s gonna kill us-!’ before the screen goes black.

Greed is the name of the game | 2:45 minutes | 95.k views | 91.k likes | 86.k comments

A Y O???

PLS mammon sounded so hot

I don’t know who I’m jealous of or who I’d rather be rn

I wanna be the car

Come get y’all’s dinner, we’re eating good toDAY

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The pretty lighting of the fish tank washes over you, highlighting the red scratch lines trailing down Levi’s abdomen to where you’re placing kisses along his hips and pelvis. The sounds are a bit exaggerated- both to make the demon squirm in embarrassment- and because you’ve got the hood of his jacket thrown up to cover your face. Levi’s got his arms pressed close to his chest, hands gripping the controller so hard the plastic creaks every so often; you can hear the shooting from his game and the frantic mashing of buttons. When you finally take his cock in your mouth, seen by your head bobbing at a fast pace, a loud moan rips from his throat and his hips begin thrusting against your ministrations. The room is filled with whines and whimpers, begs to ‘please go faster’, and your amused laughing. There’s a distinct pop when you pull off his cock and replace your mouth with your hand, all so you could lean up and slam your lips against his. Levi throws the controller to the side, hands scrambling to grab the back of your head and the wrist of the hand that’s jerking him off. He’s practically brainless now as he cries and begs for you to make him cum, switching between that and making those lewd, slick, noises whenever your tongue plays with his. When you command him to cum, he shrieks at the intensity, pulling you closer and closer until you're on top of him and his cum is streaking your clothes. There’s a meek ‘I’m sorry’ and the sound of your giggling before your hands go to the waistband of your pants and the video cuts off.

Motivation for true gamers | 1:30 minutes | 87.k views | 85.k likes | 74.k comments

Making these sounds my alarm as we speak

WHEN WILL IT BE MY TURN

Suddenly I’ve become a master gamer

Never picked up a controller in my life but I’m otw to buy one rn

Reverse the roles please I beg!!

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There’s a fairly large spellbook in your hands as you sit on your boyfriend’s lap at one of the library tables; he has his head buried in the crook of your neck, fingers digging at your hips as he subtly rocks you back and forth over his cock. The side profile shows only your skirt bunched up to your upper thighs and lace green panties tugged down to your knees— everything is completely covered, even when Satan gets bold and begins bouncing you up and down. No sounds are made except for a faint creaking of the chair and the spellbook thudding against the table when your back arches. All movements halt when someone’s shadow passes by, but as soon as they’re gone, your arms reach back to wrap around Satan’s neck, fingers burying in his blonde locks and tugging desperately. You can’t help the way you begin fucking Satan without his guidance or the way short whimpers begin falling from your lips. He lets out a low hiss, wrapping a hand around your mouth harshly to keep things quiet, all while he pushes you forward to bend over the table as he stands. He pounds at you roughly, using the fabric of your skirt to keep your skin from slapping together. The frantic pace doesn’t stop until he’s got you shaking from your orgasm and he’s following along with a muffled growl. Only then does he let go of your mouth and kiss at where his fingers dug in a little too roughly, massaging over your hips as he whispers about a ‘another study session well done’ before the video cuts.

Shh— quiet in the library | 5:00 minutes | 91.k views | 87.k likes | 82.k comments

regretting never getting into reading after this

what days do you two go to the library, asking for a friend

my face was pressed up against the screen the entire video

can I be the bookmark

putting in my librarian application asap

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It was a sight that would be found in the best of porn magazines: your body on display with a pretty- expensive- champagne lingerie set that matched the fifth born’s hair color to a tee, while Asmo himself was completely bare, smiling face all dolled up and in frame. What made it even more delicious was his manicured fingers wrapped around his own cock, sliding along the slick area as he gave breathy moans and laughs, all while resting his head on your thigh to watch you pleasure yourself as well. Each bite and lick he delivered to your skin was slow and drawn out, matching the pace each of you were going— but one sharp tug to Azzy’s locks made his back arch with a sharp cry, eyes flashing pink. It’s a blur as he yanks you on top of him, lace-covered ass now on full display for the camera as it bounces along with his movements. The noises are so beautifully vile as you both grind against one another, moans reflecting back that get louder and louder the harder he pulls you down. A few whiny ‘I’m gonna cum!’ exclamations escape him before he forces his cock in you at the last second and practically screams with how intense it made everything feel. There’s thirty seconds of sweet talk and giggling before he’s lifting you up bridal style and you both wag your fingers at the camera before the video ends.

Dress up, dress down | 8:15 minutes | 123.k views | 117.k likes | 103.k comments

I can die happy now

FOR FREE?!?!

I can’t decide who sounds better or looks better

^the answer is both

thank you for the fIVE COURSE FUCKING M E A L

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The sound of running water does nothing to hide the sharp sounds of slapping skin or the rumbly growls Beel is letting out. His wings are sparkling under the shower spray, fluttering rapidly as he fucks into you; his muscles flex with each movement, practically showing off to the camera since he has his backside facing it. Your legs, lifted up to his shoulders with your knees to your ears, and your hands gripping tightly at his horns are the only part of you that can be seen. Your voice echoes, though, loud and whiny moans that hitch each time he delivers a harsher thrust. You can see his hands wandering, unable to pick a place to grip or knead underneath his fingertips, just like his head keeps tilting or ducking down to scatter kisses and bites and hickeys over your skin. When his pace finally falters, it’s due to his stuttering hips and an unrestrained moan tears from his throat, followed by ‘c-cumming! G’na cum inside, fuck, fuck—!’ You can see his knees buckle a bit and your hands white-knuckling his horns. He gives a few frantic thrusts before he crushes your body against him and stills, letting the water cascade down your bodies with content sighs. The sound of a door opening echoes, followed by laughter from multiple people, before you’re whispering ‘now how are you gonna sneak me out?’ and the video cuts black.

A filthy cleaning | 6:26 minutes | 89.k views | 78.k likes | 72.k comments

Can we talk about his sheer strength?? The muscles?? The effortless pace??

THAT ASS THO

ain’t never seen a more lucky human

Is that…the Fangol’s locker room showers-

I— please??

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For a moment, there’s only giggling and the rustling of blankets to be heard as you crawl onto Belphie’s lap— whose face is completely hidden by the plush pillows surrounding him. There’s a faint huff from the demon as you begin grinding on his lap, which quickly devolves into groans the harder you press against his bulge. It’s not long before he’s full on moaning, though not yet awake, and you’re lifting yourself up to take his cock out. His oversized shirt you’re wearing hides you well- only showing enough skin to tell you weren’t wearing underwear- and shields the way you fist his cock before lining it at your entrance. Belphie stirs then, voice coming out hoarse as he calls your name groggily. You drop down, not bothering to go slow, and the seventh born lets out a high pitched whine, hips raising in surprise before he’s flush against the bed again, letting you fuck him till your hearts content. You do exactly that, with your hands pressed to his chest for support, and his own clawing desperately at your thighs. His voice remains in a higher pitch, moaning and whining and whimpering, getting louder and louder until you let out a sharp demand for him to cum, and then he’s cumming with a broken gasp— all Belphie can do is give choked cries when you keep rocking your hips and the video ends after hearing your ‘nu-uh, baby, not done yet. Still want more.’

Wake up call | 7:30 minutes | 84.k views | 80.k likes | 75.k comments

holy fuck I wanna be belphie so bad

why don’t I get woken up this way wtf

This! Is! How! You! Do! It! People!

Can— can we just. Talk about that WHINE THOUGH?!

The grip on their thighs and hoarse moans are sending me

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c0llisiion · 3 months

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I HATE YOU - g.st

Cr. _3aem on twitter/x for the pic!

★pairing : gojo satoru + fem!reader

★genre : smut

★: clan leader!gojo, mean dom!gojo, yandere type ig? , Mention of possessive gojo , cuckqueanery, voyeurism , degradation, fellacio , name calling , slapping, bondage — lmk if i missed any ^^

★W/C: 874

A/N : HIIIIII I DECIDED TO WRITE MY FIRST JJK SMUT CUS I BE GOING THROUGH THAT SATORU GOJO BRAINROT ( my gorgeous man is coming back frfrfr ) kinda gives me the ick everytime i proof read it 😭 but ANYWAYS HOPE YOU LIKED IT!!

☆⋆｡𖦹°‧★ MDNI. Please refrain from reading if the topics make you uncomfortable. ☆⋆｡𖦹°‧★

Thinking about clan leader Gojo, who you were forcefully married to. Your clan and the gojo clan had a lot of tension building up between each other, and the last option was to marry the gojo's gifted son and the youngest beauty of yours as a peace treaty. Satoru had met you before. To say the least, he was not very fond of you. He thought of you as just a daddy’s princess who had no talent, even though your cursed technique was one of the rarest. Satoru was not pleased at first, but he had a change of heart.

Satoru was rude to you every waking second. He treated you like his cumrag. You were to obey him at all times. You want to go out? He will join you too. He would threaten to slice someone’s head off if they ever laid eyes on you or stared at you for too long. Cause you were his toy. His to look at. His to fuck every night till you were brain-dead. He would dismiss his rudeness towards you as possession or love. His cerulean eyes glowed as he rutted into you at an inhumane pace. His pale hand covered your mouth, stopping you from talking back to him. “You are damn right about me hating you. Cause you are mine. Mine to fuck. Mine. All mine.” He would say, landing a harsh slap on one of your tits. You writhe in pain, kimono all over the place, and your legs split open as he pounded his length harder and harder. “My fucking whore. You like it, don't you? Getting treated like a useless whore? Yeah? That's right.. You can’t do anything about it cus you belong to me. Your perfect little body is all mine."

His servants are always on alert. After your little sessions he would order them to clean you up while he goes out into the gardens for a smoke. He wouldn’t even take a chance in cleaning you up himself or embracing you. ‘You don’t deserve it.’ Is all he said to you when you asked him.

He liked seeing you suffer. Your tears and your cries were a pleasure for him. That's why he got you tied up. Hands tied behind you, and legs tied wide open as you watch your husband get his dick sucked by another woman. This man was a sadist. He watched you cry and writhe as one of his hands was bobbing this other woman’s head on his dick. Legs splayed out. His hair tussled. His haori hung loose around his body and he had an evil smirk on his face. “You like the sight, wife? You like seeing me fuck someone else’s mouth, don't you sweetheart?” He said. “No! Satoru! Please! Please! I'm sorry! Please satoru stop it! I don't like it!” You cried out. Face stained with tears and voice hoarse from the constant begging and crying. Even though he treated you like shit, you still loved him. That was your husband. Your husband. Your legs twitched as your arousal dripped down from your wet cunt. “Seems like you are enjoying it.” You shook your head. He let out a dark chuckle and threw his head back as he made the other woman choke on his length. He let out a deep breathy moan as the woman kept bobbing up and down. He hissed and moaned, to taunt you. “So.. fucking.. Good.” He bluffed. “Satoru please! I can do so much better!! Please im sorry im so so sorry! I will only listen to you! I will worship you, Satoru! My eyes will only be for you! Please satoru!” You pleaded out in defeat. Crying uncontrollably. Satoru raised his eyebrows in amusement. The woman in between his legs was giving him the worst head of his life. He just wanted to see you beg for him after your little drama earlier that day. Satoru called in two of his trusted and loyal servants, commanding them to untie you. His servants had seen worse, so it wasn’t that awkward for them. As they untied you and left, you immediately fell on the floor, crawling to gojo mindlessly, with hunger in your eyes. You pushed the woman off his dick, sending her flying to the wall. satoru giggled at your eagerness. You immediately wrapped your lips on his dick, taking him in fully. His hands grabbed your hair and started thrusting into your mouth. You gagged and moaned as his dick hit the back of your throat. Gojo was in full pleasure. His head was thrown back, and his body arched off the couch as you give his underside and balls attention. You choked around his length, your nose hitting the base as he pushed you further down his shaft. He tugged your hair before pulling you away. You gasp and cough, a mixture of your spit and his precum all over your chin. A string of the mixture connected your lips and his tip. You looked up at him with your big doe eyes. Satoru looked disheveled. He slapped your face softly before pulling you into a heated kiss, tasting yours and his mixture, smiling into the kiss.

“I fucking hate you.”

A/N: AHHH THANK YOU FOR READING <333 how was it? Should i be writing more jjk? Ilysmmm!

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brattyfork · 6 months

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he wins

summary: matt wins the game

warnings: manhandling, choking, spanking, daddy kink

everytime i felt him throb i clenched down on him. at first it was on purpose but now i just can’t help it.

“baby, clenching your pussy around me is also cheating”

“can’t help it, you feel too good”

“yeah? you love the way my cock feels inside you?”

“yes fuck it’s so good”

“if you give up, i could fuck you, make you feel even better” he taunted, lifting his hips ever so slightly, flexing his cock as he did so.

“don’t wanna lose…” i whined out

“i know baby but daddy wants to make you feel good.” he brought his hand up to place it around my neck. my breathing hitched and i let out the smallest most pathetic moan.

“don’t you wanna make daddy feel good?” he tightened his grip on my throat slightly.

“fuck yes daddy wanna be your good girl”

“do you surrender?” i could hear the smirk on his lips, but i didn’t care. i needed him.

“yes” i whimpered. his grip on my neck became so tight i could barely breathe.

“yes what?”

“yes daddy” i squeaked out with my last remaining breath. he removed his hand from around my neck, “get up” he demanded. i did as he said, slowly lifting off his cock. he stood up then moving to grab my shoulders spun me around to face him. he knelt down and wrapped his arm around my thighs right below my ass. as if i weighed nothing, he threw me over his shoulder. i shrieked, kicking my legs as he walked us to his room.

he walked in the door, careful to make sure i didn’t hit my head on the frame then kicked the door shut with his foot. he tossed me on the bed, my body bouncing a couple times before stilling. he grabbed my ankles and pulled me towards him. i shrieked again.

“you are only going to call me daddy, if you fuck up, there will be consequences. do you remember your safe word?” the way he spoke with such power and care created a puddle in between my legs.

“yes daddy, it’s red”

he caressed my face “my baby’s so smart, what a good girl” he smiled “on your knees, now” he pointed right in front of him. i scurried off the bed, letting my knees hit the floor. he kneeled down to me, grabbing the hem of my shirt and pulling up. i lifted my arms trying to make it easier for him. he smirked, realizing i had no bra on. he grabbed my nipples between his fingers, making me gasp and squirm.

“only bad girls don’t wear bras, are you a bad girl?” he said, his blue eyes piercing mine. i shook my head no but as soon as he tightened his grip on my nipples i knew i fucked up.

“i asked you a question” he looked at me, tilting his head ever so slightly.

“n-no daddy, i’m a good girl”

he stood back up, “prove it, suck me off, show me how good you can be” i hooked my fingers in the waist band of his pants and boxers, looking up at him. he nodded and i pulled his pants down along with his boxers, letting them drop to the floor. i wasted no time taking as much of him in my mouth as i could. i bobbed my head on his cock, taking more and more of him until i began to gag. he grabbed the hair on the top of my head to force me to look at him.

“aw sweetheart, am i too big for you? do i need to help you out?” he held my hair as he began thrusting ruthlessly into my mouth. he kept hitting the back of my throat, letting out grunts with every thrust. by this point i had tears running from my eyes and nose and saliva dripping from my mouth. “i’m gonna cum in your pretty mouth baby and you’re going to swallow every last drop” i whimpered around his cock, sending him over the edge. his thick warm seed filled every inch of my mouth, i gagged slightly at the bitter taste but held back. i swallowed every little bit of his cum, so desperate to be good for him. after swallowing i stuck my tongue out for him to see.

“that’s my girl, so obedient” i could feel myself dripping at his words. he leaned down, wrapping his hand around my throat he pulled me to my feet, my knees wobbly. he threw me to the bed “hands and knees sweetie” i assumed the position, anticipating having him inside me. he walked up behind me and pulled my wrists out from under me, making me face plant into the mattress. he pulled my wrists together behind my back, held them with one hand and spit directly on my pussy. i was barely able to get a moan out before he plowed into me, earning a scream from me. “that’s right baby, scream for me, let the whole world know who’s making you feel good” he continued pounding into me at an ungodly pace, the lewd sound of his slicked up cock moving in and out of my wet pussy. i felt his balls slapping against my clit and between the sounds and the pleasure i was feeling i was close to unraveling.

“matt im-“ i was cut off by his palm coming down hard on my ass. i cried out as he yanked me up by my hair, wrapping his hand around my neck.

“what the fuck did you call me slut?”

“daddy! daddy i’m sorry!”

“bad girls don’t get to come on daddy’s cock”

“no-o please i need it” i felt tears running down my cheeks.

“you NEED to learn your fucking place” he slowed down to an agonizing pace before pulling out and flipping me over. i looked through my tears to see his eyes blacked out with lust. he crawled between my legs, grabbed my throat once again and thrust into me so hard i swear i could feel him hit my cervix. he stayed that deep and leaned down close to my face “are you gonna be good for me now?”

“yes daddy i promise i’m sorry”

“its okay baby, i fucked you dumb didn’t i?”

i nodded “don’t let it happen again” he tightened his grip on my neck ever so slightly. “yes daddy”

“want daddy to fuck you baby?”

“please daddy i need you, need you to move”

“love when you use your words princess” he started moving, slowly then speeding up.

“look at that baby” i lifted my head to look down in between us. i could see him bulging in my lower stomach “can you see daddy in your tummy?”

“fuck yes daddy you’re so deep”

he pressed his palm on my lower stomach, feeling himself through my skin.

“feels so good daddy, can i come please, need it”

“go ahead baby, you’ve been so good for me, letting me use you”

his words sent me over the edge, unraveling underneath him. my legs began to shake, i grabbed his arms so hard i would leave marks, my orgasm twice as intense from being denied earlier. matt fucked me through my orgasm but i quickly realized he wasn’t slowing down, his thrusts were still hard and sharp.

“too much daddy! please”

“i know you can take it baby, be good for me” i cried out, the overstimulation bringing tears to my eyes. i tried to withstand it but i simply couldn’t take it. i pushed him by his stomach, trying to get him to slow down at least, but he didn’t like that. he grabbed my wrists, pinning me roughly to the bed.

“you’re gonna cum one more time for daddy”

“no daddy please, can’t take it”

“i thought you wanted to cum honey, don’t you wanna be a good girl for me?”

“hnng please”

he continued to fuck into me so hard i was seeing stars.

“gimme one more sweetie, then i’ll fill you up. that’s what you want, isn’t it?”

“mm want your cum”

“good girl, come on baby, come for me”

his words coaxed me closer to the edge

“look so pretty for me baby, all mine” he said running his hand up my stomach, the valley of my breasts and up to lightly hold my neck. this sent me, i screamed as white flooded my vision. i completely lost control of my body, my legs shook and my eyes rolled back into my skull. it was the most euphoric state i’ve ever been in.

“holy fucking shit” i could hear matt yell but it sounded muffled, like something was covering my ears. he exploded inside me, sending me further into euphoria. i felt him fill me up and collapse on top of me. i felt so warm and full and happy that i began to slip into unconsciousness. until, matt lifted himself up and pulled out of me, standing at the edge of the bed.

“are you okay my love”

“mhm” i nodded my head as best i could before i felt him lift me up, one arm under my shoulders and the other under my knees. he walked me to his bathroom, setting me down on the toilet before going to fill the bath with water. i went to the bathroom noticing after that matt was standing right in front of me. i looked up at him, he held both his hands out to me, the sweetest smile painting his face. i took his hands, he helped me wobble to the edge of the bath. i moved slowly into the tub as matt guided me down. once i was settled, i brought my knees to my chest and laid my head on them. i noticed matt leave the bathroom which bummed me out but i heard him putting new sheets on, the old ones soaked from my mess. he made his way back into the bathroom with two clean towels in his hands.

“can i join you?” he asks sincerely, silently letting me know i can say no.

“mhm” i pick up my head briefly to nod along with my mumble. he steps into the tub, the front of him facing my back and he sits behind me. i could feel his warm hands start to massage my back and i could’ve died happy. he continued, sweetly rubbing my back, my legs, arms and stomach, whispering praises into my ear.

“you were so good for me baby”

“treat me so well”

“i love you so much princess”

“

i was smiling like an idiot when he leaned over to leave a soft kiss on my cheek, then on my shoulder and the back of my neck. we sat there together for a while longer but i started to get so tired, unable to keep my eyes open.

“can we get out?”

“of course angel” he moves me forward slightly, getting out first and extending his arm for me to grab onto and pull myself up. he bundles me in a towel before wrapping the other around his waist.

matt leads me to the bed, my favorite t shirt, which was actually his, and my comfiest pair of undies. he steals my towel, grabbing my underwear and holding them open for me to step into. i placed my hands on his shoulders, stabilizing myself. i began to giggle, realizing this is how you help toddlers get dressed. then he grabbed my shirt and i lifted my arms as high as i could to make it easier. after my shirt was on he spoke “go lay down baby i’ll be there in a sec” i frowned, needing to be attached to his hip.

“i’m just gonna grab some water, thirty seconds max” he reassured me. i decided to just sit on the bed waiting for him to come back. i began counting the seconds just getting to twenty when he walked back in the room. i smiled at him and he handed me my favorite cup with a little plastic straw. i took a few sips before leaning back to place it on the bedside table. while i was settling under the covers, matt grabbed some clean boxers from his dresser, slipping them on quickly as he came to the bed. he finally laid down with me, he pressed his back to the mattress, allowing me to lay my head on his chest with my arm over his stomach, his arm over my shoulder holding me close.

“i love you so so so much baby” he said, lifting my chin to look at him so he could place the most gentle kiss on my lips.

“i love you too matty” i whispered, burrowing my head into him. he gave me one last kiss on my forehead before we were both engulfed in sleep.

a/n: this was so fucking fun to write, i hope yall enjoyed :3 i have a few more fics in the works, next will be a chris one i promise :)

#sturniolo #sturniolo triplets #matt sturniolo #matthew sturniolo #chris sturniolo #christopher sturniolo #nick sturniolo #nicolas sturniolo #sturniolo fanfic #sturniolo smut

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kolsmikaelson · 4 days

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— PATRICK ZWEIG NSFW ALPHABET

NOTES — obsessed with him <3 need more gifs of him too

WARNINGS — 18 + content mdni, not proofread

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A = Aftercare (what they’re like after sex)

he’s sweet, no matter where you are he’ll make sure to clean you up and he’ll always make sure to get you water. he’ll do anything you ask of him really.

B = Body part (their favorite body part of theirs and also their partner’s)

his thighs are his favorite. he loves the way that you love them. he also really likes his arms too. your hands are his favorite, he loves the way they wrap around his cock or the way they tug at his hair when his head is buried in between your thighs.

C = Cum (anything to do with cum, basically)

loves cumming in your ass, there’s something about the extra tightness that gets him everytime.

D = Dirty secret (pretty self explanatory, a dirty secret of theirs)

fantasizes about he and art fucking you. he and art had messed around, a lot, when they were younger and still doing challengers together and even now that he’s found you, he still misses those times and would love to have art join you two.

E = Experience (how experienced are they? do they know what they’re doing?)

pretty experienced. he definitely knows what he’s doing and how to figure out how to get you going.

F = Favorite position (goes without saying)

he loves when you’re on top, riding him. he loves the view of your tits bouncing in his face and how he has the ability to kiss or nip at them at any point.

G = Goofy (are they more serious in the moment? are they humorous? etc.)

i think it goes back and forth. let’s say, he’d gotten jealous because some guy was hitting on you, he’ll take you back to your place and fuck you till you know you’re his, but other times it’ll be soft and silly and unserious, you’re just a mess of limbs tangling together.

H = Hair (how well groomed are they? does the carpet match the drapes? etc.)

i think he keeps it trimmed, so that it’s not too much out of control.

I = Intimacy (how are they during the moment? the romantic aspect)

so romantic. sometimes with how hard or rough he goes it’s harder to tell how romantic it is, but there's always those telltale signs such as him always making sure you get off before him, usually before he’s even fucked you, unless you’re both too needy to wait, but even then he’ll still make sure you cum at least once.

J = Jack off (masturbation headcanon)

not huge on it anymore now that he’s older, but if he’s out of town for a game and you weren’t able to come with he’ll resort to that in the middle of the night when he’s missing you.

K = Kink (one or more of their kinks)

spit kink, praise kink (receiving), choking, he loves shoving his fingers in your mouth if you’re being too loud.

L = Location (favorite places to do the do)

his car. doesn’t matter if you’ve pulled over and are on the side of the road or safely parked in your garage, doesn’t matter he’s obsessed.

M = Motivation (what turns them on, gets them going)

winning. the more he wins the more pumped up he is, and seeing how proud you are each time he wins really gets him going.

N = No (something they wouldn’t do, turn offs)

no piss kink (or any other bodily fluids excluding spit and cum), and nothing that’d put you in any real danger, sure he likes choking but in intervals, he makes sure it never lasts too long.

O = Oral (preference in giving or receiving, skill, etc.)

he’s a god at giving head. he’s so good at it and he knows it. i don’t think he prefers it either way, you’d both keep it pretty even in giving and receiving.

P = Pace (are they fast and rough? slow and sensual? etc.)

depends on the situation! sometimes he’ll have a rough time and go slow and sensual other times he’d fucking into you like a jackhammer.

Q = Quickie (their opinions on quickies, how often, etc.)

sometimes (before a match) it’s all you have time for so he’s definitely not against them, but he does love taking his time with you

R = Risk (are they game to experiment? do they take risks? etc.)

to a certain degree. but he’d likely try anything once as long as his partner was sure they wanted it too.

S = Stamina (how many rounds can they go for? how long do they last?)

he can usually last 2-3 rounds before taking a break until you’re ready again and he can go for a couple more.

T = Toys (do they own toys? do they use them? on a partner or themselves?)

oh yes. once you’ve moved in together he’s got a drawer in the nightstand full of different toys. he’s got a fleshlight, rarely uses it though because why would he when he has you right next to him <33. but he’s got different vibes and dildos to use on you as well.

U = Unfair (how much they like to tease)

biggest fucking tease ever. will edge you till you’re on the brink of tears just to stop touching you and rip your orgasm away from you. but he’ll whine like a bitch in heat if you try to tease him back.

V = Volume (how loud they are, what sounds they make, etc.)

not super loud but not super quiet. he makes sure you’re aware he’s loving what you’re doing.

W = Wild card (a random headcanon for the character)

definitely asks you about art, trying to feel out what you’d think about having a threesome, eventually going as far as to ask what you’d think about adding him into your relationship (you agree because in the time you’ve known him you’ve fallen for him the way you did for patrick.)

X = X-ray (let’s see what’s going on under those clothes)

decently big, i’d give him 5/6 inches soft, and he’s thick as fuck too.

Y = Yearning (how high is their sex drive?)

pretty high. he feels that sex is the best way he’s capable of showing his love, he’s not the best with his words.

Z = Zzz (how quickly they fall asleep afterwards)

he passes out as soon as he’s done cleaning you up and getting you some water. the moment his head hits the pillow and has you wrapped up in his arms again he’s done for.

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sanspuppet · 7 months

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𝐏𝐫𝐞𝐭𝐭𝐲 𝐥𝐢𝐭𝐭𝐥𝐞 𝐬𝐥𝐮𝐭 𝐩𝐫𝐢𝐧𝐜𝐞𝐬𝐬- 𝐘𝐮𝐧𝐡𝐨 𝐅𝐚𝐧𝐟𝐢𝐜

PAIRING: Yunho x afab!reader (switching roles)

RATING: 18+ (MDNI)

GENRE: definitely smut

WARNINGS/ TAGS: shower sex, blow job (giving), unprotected sex

SUMMARY: you planned to wash up, until you wanted Yunho to join you 🫢

DISCLAIMERS: English is not my first language, so excuse any grammar errors or akward wording, this is not meant to represent Yunho in any way.

A/O: I knaur, that's pretty short too :/

NSFW tags under the cut

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You headed towards the bathroom, and brushed your teeth. You scrolled your boyfriend's instagram page, thinking about how much gorgeous and handsome he was in every picture. You stopped at the sight of one of his posts, where you were kissing his cheek in the selfie.

"Ahww such a baby" you giggled.

You felt two long and strong arms wrapping around your waist, while a pair of lips placed on your neck.

"Here's my princess! What are you doin'?" Yunho whispered at your right ear. You chuckled:

"Just looking at the most handsome man alive."

"Mm, and who is it?"

You turned your head, looking at his doll face.

"You." You left a small kiss on his lips, making him melt by your sweetness. He looked shyly at your pajamas, laying on the corner of the sink.

"Are you gonna shower?" he asked you, pointing at them.

"Yeah, wanna join?" You proposed, smirking at his surprised face, hesitant but at the same time, the thought of it made him suddenly horny. He nodded, and kissed again your neck:

"Sure, my love." He smiled at you, trying to avoid the sound of your pretty moans flowing inside his head.

"Well, undress yourself then." you said before taking your clothes off and went into the shower. He joined you shortly after, hugging you from behind. He dragged his hands down on your body, while you were shampooing your hair. You chuckled shyly:

"What are you doing Mister??"

"Absolutely nothing..." he moved his right hand down slowly, reaching your clit. He drew small circles with his hot fingers, while his other arm were palming your hips.

"Mmm Yunho! I just want to shower!" you whined, already knowing how the situation was going to turn in something else.

"M'am, can you help me cleaning my pretty dick?"

"Yunho! You know i can't resist to it."

"You don't have to. Just help me." He replied, taking your head between his hands, dragging you down on his length. Your eyes were staring at his, you sighed, once you were face to face with his cock.

"Pleease?" He asked again, with his puppy eyes, knowing perfectly what they were doing to you.

You nodded and took his dick all down your throat, still choking, like everytime you did, for his incredible length.

"Fuck baby, yeah, gonna return the favor, princess."

He moaned loudly, at the feeling of your mouth taking him in and out of you so freaking well.

"Just let me cum inside of that pretty mouth of yours, before." His left hand keeping your hair back, in a fake ponytail, while the other one was caressing your cheek.

"God, s-so good." Despite his hugeness, you did know how take it, after some strokes, and yeah, you loved it. You were obsessed with his cock deep in your mouth, you loved to lick it and suck on his tip. You loved seeing him struggling beyond your touch.

"Fuck, i-imma cum, please let me to."

"M-hm" you nodded, speeding your pace up, and adding your hands, wrapped around his dick.

"Shit! Yeah- just like this- Fuck y/n!"

You took him out of your mouth as he reached his orgasm, still edging him speedily with your right hand. You let your tongue out, while he was cumming all over it. You chuckled, when his release ended up right in your throat.

"Swallow it, please. Do i taste good?" You did as he said, and nodded:

"So fucking delicious." You giggled at his proud face, he raised your chin up with his index finger, making you stand up. He kissed you, and sucked your lower lip, his tongue taking its way inside your mouth, while his hands were heading down on your hips. He turned you around, your back attached at his stomach, and brought you closer to the shower glass. His fingers wrapped around yours as he tried to take his dick inside of you.

"Ready, princess? Gonna make you feel so fucking good."

"Yes. Yunho. Fill me up, please."

He started immediately to pound you deeply, his pace fast to the right point, he just knew perfectly how to make you see stars, that you couldn't avoid your moans:

"Ah-! Fuck!"

"Do you like that, doll?"

"Mmm yeah!"

"Good, wanna cum over my cock?"

"Yes sir, please don't stop!"

After a few minutes, feeling your walls clenching around his length so desperately, he sped up his pace even more, sliding in and out of your pussy, like it was something he did everyday (in facts, it almost was). Your moans getting louder as you reached your high. His tip touched your g-spot at every thrust, that it became impossible to contain your orgasm.

"So tight, going to fill up your pretty pussy, too."

"Yes! Do it, do it!"

"Surely, my pretty little slut princess." He said, before you felt his release finding its way deeply in your organism. You couldn't think at anything but the pleasure he just made you feel. He moved your hair away from your neck, leaving a small kiss, he turned you so he could see your adorable face, always so adorable when he just fucked you out.

"My princess so good, i love her so much."

"I love you too, Yuyu." you replied wrapping your arms around his neck, looking into his eyes, sweetly.

"Now let's shower, for real."

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garoujo · 2 years

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Hii! I cant stop thinking about it so I thought I'd share it with you and others.

I really can't stop thinking about Hanma having a massive spit kink and spitting in my mouth 🥺😣 ugh 💘 He makes my knees weak..

・✶ ｡ﾟhanma has a meeting soon, but you know that he’s never been able to say no to you.

♱ warnings — f!reader, spit kink, a lil choking, exhibitionism ( office sex ).

♱ note — nonnieeeee ! omfg . yes hanma & spit kink makes so much sense in my mind ! i’m going literally insane >_<

the way hanma is snapping his hips into yours is dizzying, fucking you hard against the desk in his office as his large body curls over yours.

his pace is furious, it feels like it knocks the air from your lungs and steals every thought from your pretty little head that isn’t him or his cock, kissing you with an intensity that makes the room feel like it spins when he licks into your mouth to groan.

“fuck sake, doll. couldn’t wait for me to get home.. that it?” you can barely reply against the rough rhythm he’s set, every wet connection of his hips with yours making you jolt into the hard wood of his desk before you feel his fingers trace their way between your breasts to wrap around your throat — squeezing when you don’t answer him as fast as he’d like.

“i asked a question, babydoll.” hanma was intoxicating like this, hair tousled and mused from your hands as he looks over you, his normally pristine suit rustled as his pants lay unzipped, cock slipped out in favour of sinking into you so he can see you so fucking dumb and pretty for him — just how he likes you.

“just, shuji.. i needed you.” your voice is whispery, wound tight with need and choked when his palm presses hard into the middle of your throat — just enough to make your mind fog with the lack of oxygen and the control he oozes when his fingers twitch in your skin.

you wheeze, body clenching and eyes fluttering closed as hanma grinds into your pussy, rutting you into his desk like a wild fucking animal before his blown amber gaze is looking over you, drinking you up with a satisfied, amused smirk.

you feel him place a short, sweet kiss against your pouty lips, contrasting to the roughness of everything else before his grip around your throat eases and he gives you a moment to breathe. “eyes on me.” his command is powerful, but he’s deliberately grazing his cock along the swollen spots inside of you that make your eyes roll back, almost flutter closed before he’s tightening his fingers in your skin again.

“what did i just say, baby?” dizzying, hanma shuji was dizzying when he sinks his cock into your stretched cunt — making you adhere to his commands when he’s got you spread out around him, and he’s fucking you into a puddle of desire and need for him.

“s-sorry, ‘ts too good.” you gasp as his cock stirs its way up inside of you, smearing slick along the expensive fabric of his pants everytime he presses his hips deep into yours and he grunts, loud and so fucking shameless when he feels you squeeze around him.

“yeah? then open your fuckin’ mouth, babydoll.” you feel his fingers trace up your jaw before they’re pressing against your parted lips, prying them further open and you catch the small glint of black kanji, sin through your clouded vision as hanma smirks when you listen so well for him.

your lips part, tongue swiping along his fingers before you watch a glob of spit drip slow from between his own, making you moan when you feel the taste of him drench and ignite your taste buds.

but then his fingers are quickly replaced by his lips when he leans down to kiss you breathless, pushing his tongue against your own as his hips continue their rough pace.

“that’s it, my needy girl.. told you i’ve got a meeting. so i better feel this pussy cum for me before i’m late.”

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scholastic-dragon · 1 year

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TMNT Stocking Stuffers

This could be taken as completely platonic or you could be dating one of them, or maybe even all of them!

Bay!Turtles x Gn!reader

Gathered 'round the TV

Word Count: 1.1k

Warnings: spelling mistakes, like 2 swear words, good family moments,

Summary: you find out Raph has never seen the 'Santa Clause' movies

It was early December, a thick layer of snow covered anything it could stick its claws into. It was freezing and if you wanted to keep your fingers and toes you had to wear a minimum of three layers when leaving your apartment.

Living in the sewers had its problems, but the middle of a very cold winter was always the worst. With help from Donnie, April and Casey, a heater had been placed in each and every room.

It was nearly impossible for these boys to retain any heat so they were bundled as tight as they could manage. You were used as a personal heating blanket everytime you came over: not that you minded extra turtle cuddles.

But tonight was different. You were sitting pressed into Mikeys side, a thick blanket wrapped around your laps, cups of hot cocoa in both your hands.

"What. Did. You. Just. Say?" You drawl, scowling over into the kitchen, ignoring how Mikey shrunk down to avoid your gaze.

Raph sighed, moving into the kitchen doorway, leaning on his side and crossing his arms. "I don't get what the fuss is,"

"Say. It." You ignored how Donnie and Leo chuckled quietly from the other couch.

"I don't like the Santa Clause movies,"

You gasp, pointing an angry finger at him, sitting up more, leaning against the back of the couch. "That's blasphemous, you'd get burned at the stake for saying that to my family,"

Leo and Donnie fully chuckled at that, almost choking on their own drinks. To avoid you spilling yours, Mikey gently took your cup and set in on the coffee table, not bothering to hide his grin.

Raph scoffed, rolling his eyes with a large grin and turning back into the kitchen.

"What about it don't you like?"

Raph answered from the kitchen, standing -conveniently- out of your eyesight, you heard him moving around, getting some kind of dish and a few snacks. "I just get bored, the CGI was so bad I never finished it-"

"You've never watched it all the way through?!" You interrupt, hitting Mikeys shoulder when he covered his mouth with his fist to keep from laughing too loud.

"You know what, no, no," You shake your head, turning back to face the coffee table, getting out from under the blanket to snatch the remote from Leo's lap.

"Hey!" He wanted to be upset, but he was really intrigued to see what you were going to do.

"I'm putting it on, and we're all going to watch it and you're going to change your mind!" Sitting back down next to Mikey, you flick through the streaming services until you find Disney+.

"I'm not watching the movie," Raph laughs back from the kitchen, still out of eyesight.

"Yes you are,"

"Listen, I've tried, but I-" He tried to argue, failing to hide the amusement in his voice.

"Raphael get your ass in here and watch this movie with us!" You turn your head and gasp. At that exact moment, Splinter had wandered out of his room with an empty mug, he paused by the doorway with his eyebrows raised.

Everyone held their breath, waiting to see what he would do.

"I'm sorry, I didn't mean to swear," You quickly blurt out, hand covering your mouth. It was a 'rule' in the lair to not swear in Splinters presence, he found it a bit rude and disrespectful and asked to keep it to a minimum when he was around.

Raph peered out of the kitchen, holding a plate of cookies and a few candy canes.

Splinter sighed, glancing at Raph. "I believe you should listen to them, lest you wish to, how do you say, get knocked on your ass,"

Donnie had taken a sip of his hot cocoa and laughed right into the mug, getting it all over his lap and on his glasses. Leo's jaw dropped and he covered his mouth, praying he didn't laugh.

Splinter smiled at Raph, patting his shoulder as he walked last him to refill his mug. Raph shook his head, sighing and sitting down in his arm chair by Mikeys side.

"You're gonna watch it," You pointed a finger at him. "And you're gonna like it,"

"Yeah, yeah," He rolled his eyes, shoving a whole sugar cookie into his mouth.

❤💚❤️💚❤️💚❤️💚❤️💚

The end credits rolled, taking the remote you paused it, turning dramatically to Raph.

"Well?"

Raph scoffed, raising a hand out of his blanket to scratch his chin. "It was a movie,"

"Don't play that game," You felt Donnie start laughing beside you: during a break in the middle of the movie, he and Mikey switched spots. "What did you think of it?"

Raph rolled his eyes, throwing his head back against his chair. "CGI is still bad,"

"It's what makes it charming," You press, elbowing Donnie in the ribs. "What else?"

"What is this NCIS? What's with all the questions?"

"It's not fair of you to make that joke since you haven't watched that show either-" Donnie mused, head flying back as Raph threw a pillow at his face.

"Alright, you want my honest review?" Raph ran a hand down his face.

"Yes,"

"I think you're annoying, and too obsessed with Christmas,"

"That's it!" You stood, lunging toward him, but Donnie wrapped an arm around your waist, pulling you back down onto the couch.

"Calm down, Killer," Donnie mumbled, barely straining to keep his arm around you.

"You're gonna get it," You glare at Raph, tapping Donnie's arm to let you go, he does and you slump back against the couch, arms crossed.

"Oh, I'm so scared of a 5'2 firecracker,"

Leo and Donnie jumped up this time to stop you from pouncing.

❤💚❤️💚❤️💚❤️💚❤️💚

A few days later you were coming down to the lair with a handful of different flavors of candy canes to try with Mikey.

He kept sending you tiktoks and links to crazy and disturbing flavors and you had -somehow- found most of them.

Stomping the snow off your boots and switching them for the slippers you kept there, you set out to look for the guys.

"Guys?" You call, the living room was empty and peering into the dojo, you see Mikey, Leo and Splinter meditating. You quietly, close the door and leave them.

Setting the candy canes down in the kitchen you head to Donnie's lab, excited to tell him that you found coffee flavored candy canes (I'm sorry I don't think these exist, sorry for getting your hopes up)

As you walk down the hall, you pass by Raphs room, hearing something playing and noticing the door was ajar.

Opening it a little further you see him laying on his side taking a nap, he's facing you, phone in hand playing a movie.

You smile, walking into the room and pulling his blanket up to cover his shoulder, glancing at his phone you see 'The Santa Clause' playing.

Standing up, you smile even wider. "I am so going to use this against you,"

❤💚❤️💚❤️💚❤️💚❤️💚

tags: @thelaundrybitch @turtle-babe83 @mysticboombox @strawberrycakeblog

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nikkisheep · 2 years

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The heart wants what the heart wants

Steve Harrington x Nancy Wheeler

Eventual Steve Harrington x fem. reader

Warnings: ANGST, Steve is clueless, reader ignores Steve, angry reader, weight lost, one sided love

Might make part two

Summary: You have seen girls come and go over the years and have been in love with Steve for ten years. When you think it is finally your turn, Nancy Wheeler comes in. Will Steve realize before it is too late?

To say you are in love with someone is hard. When that someone is Steve Harrington, your best friend, it's harder than normal. Steve was sweet, caring, funny, charming, everything you look for in a guy. Girls have come and go over the years and none stick. I have been in love with Steve Harrington for ten fucking years. I have been his best friend for ten years and I have spent every day in love with him. I mean, how could you not? Somewhere in me, I thought that it was finally my chance to tell him I love him. Never in my life have I ever been more wrong.

"Hey Steve," Nancy Wheeler waved.

I looked at Steve by my locker. I never had a problem with Steve but since when did she like Steve.

"Hey, Nancy, what's up?"

"Hi Nancy," I say.

"Oh hi, Y/n."

"Steve, I wondering if you wanted to sit by me in class?" She asks.

"Of course," Steve grins.

Nancy walks away and Steve stares at her.

"I thought we were sitting together?" I asked.

"Things changed. Come on, Y/n, you know how much I like her."

There it was. There was the air way closer. The words to make me feel like I was choking on air. I felt my heart clench at his words. Tears welled up in my eyes. Of course he like perfect Nancy.

"Fine, sit by her. I don't care, Steve." I turned away and walked to class without him for the first time in ten years.

Steve walked into class late but I didn't care. He was just going to ask for my answers on the homework anyways. I looked at Steve and Nancy sitting very close together. I watch Nancy laugh at something Steve said and place her hand on his shoulder. I turn back to my work and my hair falls in my face when I look down. Tears stream down my face and have to put a hand to my mouth to keep my sobs silent. Class is over and the teacher asks me to stay behind.

"Miss Y/l/n, why were you so quiet today? You normally are the first to speak."

"Maybe I didn't want to speak today. Am I allowed to do things I don't normally do? I mean, come on, I didn't feel like speaking today." I cry.

"Miss Y/l/n, I am aware you are very upset right now but please do not speak to me that way. Now do you want to tell me what is going on or do you want to leave?"

"I'm sorry. I have class to get to," I sigh.

I walk out and I see Steve talking to Nancy at her locker. It kills me to see him smiling at her like that. Getting everything I need from the locker, ignoring Steve, I go about my day. My stomach churned everytime I looked at the pair of them. My heart ached and my eyes hurt from crying. I mentally cheer when the bell rings for school to be over. I run out of the building, still holding my books, and make my way out into the parking lot. Steve had drove me to school so I had to wait for him to hurry up.

Steve walks out with Nancy hanging onto his arm and my world crashes. They walk up to me.

"Hey, Nancy is going to join us." Steve says before letting her into the passenger side of the car, in my seat, my spot.

"Actually, I want to walk today. Get some fresh air," I lie.

"Oh, okay sure." Steve says before getting into the car.

I turn on my heels and walk away. Walking home took longer than what I thought it would. Opening the front door, I drag myself through the empty house. My parents are always gone, something Steve and I had in common. Around six thirty, I order pizza for dinner. When I open the door, Steve is standing there.

"What are you here for?" I groan.

"I wanted to know if you made it home," Steve snapped back.

"Well, I'm here." I throw my arms in the air. They return to my sides.

"What is your problem? You didn't call me."

"Maybe I didn't want to," I yelled.

"Seriously, what is your problem?" Steve asked again.

"Nothing."

"Bullshit," Steve scoffed.

"Steve, what do you want?"

"Well I wanted to know if you wanted to hang out." Steve said with puppy dog eyes.

"Fine."

Oh how I regret my choice. Not even a hour into hanging out, Steve started talking about Nancy. Nancy this, Nancy that. I listened to him explain how she asked him out and how much he likes Nancy, how much maybe she might be the one. I listened to him talk about how he can't wait for Friday for their date.

"Wait, Friday is our movie night, Steve." I say.

"I am asking to miss this one," Steve said.

"Fine, whatever."

"Thank you," Steve kisses my cheek.

My house phone goes off and Steve answers. It's Nancy. I could hear her voice. She wants Steve to come over. Not even ten minutes later, Steve is gone. My house feels lonely again. I throw the pizza into the fridge and went to bed.

Friday comes faster than expected. I still get dressed up and grab my ticket. I am going to that movie. I have been waiting for months for it to come out. Arriving at the movie theater, I walk to the showing room after getting popcorn. The movie was great but I wished Steve was there with me. I cried at the thought of him leaving me all the time for Nancy but tonight was about me. Or it was until when I walked out of the movie room. I forgot my purse so I walked back into the room and there I see Steve and Nancy getting out of some seats. They were laughing and holding hands. I turn around and walk out as fast as possible once I had my purse. I hoped that they did not see me.

"Y/n?" Steve asked.

"Steve!" I cheer.

"Wha-what are you doing here?"

"I wanted to see the movie. I didn't know this was the exact same movie you were going to watch with her." I snap.

"Oh hi, Y/n." Nancy says happily before telling Steve that she was going to the bathroom.

"Why did you take her to this movie?" I yell.

"She wanted to see the movie," Steve said.

"Yeah, well I wanted to yet too but you ditched me."

"I told you I had a date."

"Yeah, a date to the same movie that I was going to watch with you."

"Y/n-"

"No, don't come back over. Also, Friday night movies are over." I walk away.

Tears streams down my face again, ruining my makeup. I drive home and lock the door. That night, I fell asleep on the couch. Everyday since Nancy and Steve started dating, passed slowly in a haze. I felt numb when I was with him. I tried to stay away from him but Steve never took the hint. Steve was with Nancy and he loved her. I knew this because I ran into them when he told her.

I lost weight, a lot. I barely ate. My parents got worried and came home. They kept me from school so I could get better. Some days, Steve would come over and my dad tells him to leave, that I didn't want him there. Other days, he didn't come by. Soon, he stopped coming over at all. I looked at the pictures of us and I could not stop crying. The man I loved for ten years loved someone else and I will never get him back.

Going back to school was a good thing for me. It got me back into the swing of things. Steve didn't talk to me and Nancy had all of his attention. I tried to not cry everytime he kissed her or whispered how much he loved her. I soon stopped crying, instead a dull ache settled in. Steve stopped being that nice guy, I knew he was. He stopped caring about me, stopped talking to me. So much as changed since Steve started dating Nancy.

A guy from class asked me out yesterday so I said yes. I needed to get over Steve and the guy was very nice to me. I got ready and met him at a diner. I was smiling the entire night. Steve was no where on my mind. Everything was great, I was having fun, laughing until Steve and Nancy walked in, hands linked. Everything became blurry. I could feel my heart beating faster. They didn't notice me and my date. I turned to my date, a guy named James. I smiled at him and laughed at somthing he had said. Steve and Nancy sat two tables away from us.

I paid them no mind. I was having fun and I was going to continue to. I start talking more with James and had a really great time. He walked me to my door and kissed my hand. I blushed at him and went inside. Not long later, a thud of knocking came from the door.

"Open up," Steve said.

I open the door. My smile turns into a frown.

"What do you want?"

"You don't talk to me for weeks and now I see you with some guy?" Steve asks. It had started raining and he was getting soaked. Good.

"Steve, what does it matter to you?"

"Are you replacing me?" Steve asked.

"Steve, I can't believe you right now."

"Answer me!"

"Let me ask you this, Steve. Do you love me?"

"Of course."

"I mean are you in love with me."

"I-I-I"

"See, Steve, the heart wants what the heart wants and you are what I want but I can't have. Now, get off my porch and go to your girlfriend." I say before closing the door.

#steve harrington #stranger things x reader #stranger things #steve harrington x nancy #steve harrington x reader #steve harrington angst

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cherry-cola-on-ice · 1 year

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They're idiots, your honor

In cosmic sort of way, Lester and you were meant for each other.

@brandnewhuman

Out of all three of the Sinclair brothers, it was shocking how much Lester and you didn't get along.

Bo attempted to be courteous. After all, you've seen the dark side of Ambrose and still choose to stay. You could tell that he didn't quite trust you. But despite that, he treated you moderately decently.

Vincent and you had a symbiotic relationship. You thrived on his quiet nature and he used your loud and boisterous attitude. You'd help him clean up after his... sculpting?

( You honestly tried not to think about what was under the wax)

And in return, Vincent helped you with your chores. Together, Vincent and you were more like siblings than Bo and you.

Definitely, more that Lester and you.

You tried to be civil with him and when that didn't work, you tried to ignore his snarky quips. But one person could only take so much, and soon you were throwing insults back.

But you never really meant them.

If you were totally honest, you kind of had a crush on him.

Maybe a little bit more than a crush.

You weren't in love with him, but everytime you saw him there was a unmistakable pang of something in your heart. Something that you guess a normal person would consider love.

But how could you possibly love someone who treated you like that?

Sitting down on the couch, Jonesy jumping up and settling down next to you, a sigh left your lips.

There was always a limit to the malice. A line both of you refused to cross. You thought you'd be the first to break, the struggle of not letting Lester know how much you loved cared for him finally getting to you.

But he fucked up.

He brought up a "no-no" subject as you do childishly called it.

(Maybe he was right?)

Your 'friends' abandonment. The fact that they judge left you there to die, only for you to be the last one standing.

"Ever think there's a reason they left ya?"

"Maybe they couldn't stand your naggin' anymore? "

"Or maybe they didn't want to be 'round a little crybaby? "

You whimpered, placing your hands over your ears. Like that was going to keep his voice away. No, you refused to cry. He wasn't going to be right.

But the tears came anyway. He was right. You were a childish crybaby, giving everyone else around you a headache with your tears and whining .

Jonsey huffed next to you, but your eyes where too screwed shut to see that man walking in. Lester felt horrible. He knew that he had messed up.

He was being the child here. Pulling the hypothetical pigtails of the girl on the playground. Calling them names and hiding their books. All because he had a crush.

He was a dick. A toxic asshole that treated someone who he cared about like garbage.

His heart broke hearing the whimper escape from your mouth. Slowly, Lester walked up to you, kneeling down "Y/n? Aww, shit. I'm sorry. I shouldn-"

"You were right. I'm nothing but a big, blubbering-"

"No! You ain't like that!"

"No, you were right. There's a reason why my friends tried to leave me to die."

"They didn't deserve you. "

You looked up at him through teary eyes. Lester gave you a smile "I had never been so happy to see someone die."

You rolled your eyes, scooting away from him "P-Please, people don't say things they don't mean. "

Lester grabbed your hands, pulling them off your ears 'No, no. Baby. I was wrong."

Your tears stopped, eyebrows knitting together "Did you just call me...baby?"

Lester eyes widened, his voice stuttering "I...uh- Maybe? "

You giggled, pulling your hands away from his. You wiped away the tear tracks off your cheek "You called me baby~"

It was Lester's turn to blush, nervously scratching the back of his head "Don't make a big deal outta it. Just slipped out. "

"Do you... have feelings for me? "

If he had been taking a drink, Lester was sure he would have spit it out. Maybe ever choked a little. At this point, that seemed less embarrassing. He nervously picked invisible threads of his thread bare flannel "Ya make it sound so... just like whatever. "

"Whatever? "

"Whatever..."

A moment of quietness passed between, the only sound was Jonsey snores. You finally broke the silence "Hey Lester, I think we've been idiots."

"Idiots? "

You smiled at the man "Yeah, absolutely fucking idiots. I think everyone knew but us."

Lester smiled back, his fingers brushing against your cheek "Oh, yeah. Everyone knew, baby. "

Lester leaned foreword, placing his lips on your forehead. You smiled at him, pushing yourself up. You gently placed your lips against his, just the lightest of touch. Lester knew this was heaven.

The giggle you let out out after the kiss was finished made his heart skip a beat. He knew for sure at that moment what he always suspected.

You were his soulmate.

#slasher x reader #slashers x reader #slasher headcanons #house of wax #house of wax 2005 #lester sinclair #lester sinclair x you #lester sinclair x reader

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atinystaypixie · 9 months

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Your Struggle, His Pleasure

For my mootie @emeraldbabygirl ! I hope you like it 😚💜

18+ MDNI!, Mandy Sekiguchi - Exile Tribe

Mandy loved seeing you struggle. He would make sure to place your favorite snacks on the top shelf, close any lid too tights, and of course his favorite, you struggling to stuff your soaking cunt. His little baby being too impatient for him to get home always made him laugh. You know you can’t satisfy yourself like he can, so why are you even trying? Your small fingers pushing in and out of your needy hole is the visual he is met with when he comes to your shared bedroom. Your body being swallowed by one of his oversized shirts and you cry out for him unaware of his presence yet.

“Babe, you know that’s not going to work.” His voice sounds through the room making your pussy drip just from hearing it. You’re too horny to think straight, just sitting up and rubbing your clit while looking him in the eyes. “I know,” you whine to the tall man, “just need you so bad, Daddy.” He loves seeing you desperate for him, almost as much as he likes watching you struggle.

“Show me how bad you need me.” He’s wearing a slight smirk making your body heat up even more. You’ve been here before and he wants you to take it before he gives it. Moving to get off the bed you start walking towards him while removing the shirt you are wearing. Mandy adores every inch of your body, the thought of you alone makes his cock jump. When you reach him, he wraps a firm hand around your throat, “going be good for me?” He asks, making you get shy from being close to him. His frame looming over you as you nod your head. He reaches and hits your ass, “words, baby.”

“Yes, Daddy.” He lets your throat go with a hum of approval and gives you room to start. You start unbuttoning his shirt letting your eyes trail his pretty skin as it is being revealed. When you reach the last button, you start kissing at his chest and push the material off his broad shoulders letting it fall to the floor. Focusing the kisses to his neck, you palm him through his pants for a moment before unbuckling his belt and pulling his pants off. The man left only in his boxers as you started trailing kissing down his body. You drop to your knees, face level with his covered cock. Mandy groans when you kiss him over the thin material. The kisses were wet, mixing with the precum leaking for his tip.

You hook your fingers over his boxer and pull them down making his heavy cock slap against his stomach. Taking him in your hand, you pump him a few times, fingers not even meeting as you work him. He grabs the base of his cock and tells you to open for him. Sticking your tongue out, he slowly guides himself into your wet mouth. He can’t resist feeding his dick to you, watching as you struggle to make room for his girth. After he lets go and tells you to get to work, you start bobbing your head back and forth. No matter how many times you take him, there will always be a slight struggle.

Mandy’s a big boy, so naturally he has the package to match. His frame, his hands, his feet, and especially his cock. He knows this and can’t help but to enjoy himself when he outsizes you. You go to wrap your hand around the parts of his cock that you can’t reach before he stops you. “No hands, baby. Take me all in.” He knew you needed them to help you, but he wants you to work for it. As you continue to push him in and out of your mouth, tears form in your eyes. His tip bruises the back of your throat causing you to gag. “Good girl, so pretty for me.” He moans, feeling you choke around him everytime you push him deeper. Rubbing his thumb over your falling tears, he starts moving his hips back and forth in coordination with you. He throws his head back in pleasure feeling his balls tighten.

Before he can cum, he pulls you off of him. “I’m cumming in you.” He picks you up and guides you both to the bed with him sitting at the headboard and you on his lap.”Come on. Stuff yourself like you were trying to do earlier.” You whine from him bringing up how desperate you were to feel full. You reach around you and line his member up with your opening, gasping feeling him going inside of you. The stretch so nice you claw at his shoulders as you reach the base. He suddenly gives a harsh thrust from under you, “ride me, baby.” He’s barely giving you time to adjust, loving the fluttering feeling of your walls around him. “Don’t make me do it myself.” This causes you to start moving. Despite him being soft around everyone else, and always to you, the man is torture in the bedroom. Bright, doe eyes turning dark and voice dropping an octave.

He takes your hands and holds them behind your back, pulling you closer so the only thing you have to rely on are your thighs. He wasn’t going to make this easy for you, not when you were touching the pussy that belonged to him when he wasn’t around. Mandy wasn’t the type to tell you never to touch yourself, he knew he could show you better than he could tell you. Anytime he caught you rubbing at your throbbing clit he would fuck you till you could only remember his name. You were ruined for anyone else, even yourself. Nothing compared to the stretch he gave you nor how deep he reached inside of you.

“Mannie, I can’t.” You complain to the man when your thighs start to burn. The mix of pleasure and continuously sliding up and down his shaft were making you tap out. Mandy didn’t mind, it was his turn to have fun. “That’s okay, doll,” the way he soothed a hand down your spine and the faux sympathy in his voice let you know it was not fine.

He carried you off the bed and to the wall. Your eyes widening when you realize you should have worked through the small burn in your thighs. “Wait, no. Mannie-”

“It’s fine, doll.” Your back hit the wall with a thud making you gasp while at the same time he started pushing into you. “My baby. Look at you,” he cooed, “letting me fold and fuck you like a little slut. Tight cunt can barely fit me.” He chuckles at you crying over him abusing your g-spot. Your legs on his shoulders as he’s delivering rough strokes to your slick walls. The sound of your wet cunt and skin meeting fills the room as you moan for him. “That’s it let me hear you, baby. You wanted to be stuffed by this big cock, now you can’t even talk. Fuck,” he moans when he feels you squeeze tighter around him. “That’s what you wanted? Need this little pussy filled by me?” You nod your head, mouth agape as your moans continue to flow out. Mandy can’t help but love the fact he can manhandle you so easily. Carrying you around and fucking you however he pleases. He leans in to kiss you, tongue swiping into your open mouth, teeth scraping your bottom lip, lips pressing heavy kisses to yours.

He turns to take you to the bed, bouncing you on his hard cock as he walks back with you. He pulls out and positions you with your ass up and face in the sheets. He lands a heavy smack on one side of your ass and reaches to cup your pussy. The man could never get enough of how his hand covered the entirety of your soppy cunt. “So pretty for me, baby.” He says as he starts rubbing tight circles on your clit before you feel him lift your hips to make room for head underneath you. “Come on pretty girl. Fuck my face like you were fucking your hand earlier.” You feel your clit bump his nose as he pulls you to sit on his face. Large hands are groping at the flesh of your ass as he gives a couple rough licks to the mess between your legs.

Placing your hands to ground yourself, you drag your cunt against his awaiting tongue. An airy moan releasing from you as his nose is stimulating your clit while his tongue is licking at every drop leaking from you. Your hands lock into his hair as you use his face like a bitch in heat. Your moans ringing throughout the room and the sounds of him slurping at your folds has your core tightening. A familiar sensation that Mandy always gives you. “I’m going to -” before you can finish your juices are releasing. The man catches every drop of it working you through your high.

You try to move off him until you feel him latch onto your clit. “Mannie, no! Please,” he just groans into your folds making you feel the vibrations from it. The more you try to wiggle away, the more you can feel his tongue fucking into you. The feeling causes you to cum into his mouth again. He isn’t satisfied till he pulls three more out of you, slipping from under your spent body and positioning his leaking cock at your opening. Mannie loves how his frame covers yours when he leans over you, the way his heavy cock compares to your small hole, the way his hands look when they are grabbing your ass to spread you open. He loves being bigger than you. He also loves how you whine for him when you realize he is pushing into you. You orgasms numbing your brain so much that you didn’t notice how he was still hard and how he hadn’t cum.

It’s too late to protest, your spongy walls are already being invaded by his veiny member. He coos at you when you start squirming, “you can take me. You always do so good for me.” The strokes are slow, making you feel every inch of him. The only thing holding you up is the muscular arm wrapped around your waist and the hand around your throat. Said hand turning your head to the plump lips ready to kiss you. Mandy knows how to drive you crazy when he’s fucking you. Giving you multiple orgasms, overloading your brain, then turning you to complete mush by making love to you. He moves his arm on your stomach slightly so now it’s his hand resting there. The pressure he applies has you grabbing at his hand, “feel me, baby. I’m right there.” He was so deep in you, almost making you wonder if it was possible.

A squeeze is given to your throat as he picks up his pace just slightly. It’s a pace that has you gasping and your breath getting stuck in your throat. Your vision blurring and eyes closing from the overwhelming feeling of Mandy. He smiles seeing your eyes flash white before he releases giving you room to breathe again. “Come on. Give me one more.” He speaks to you when he feels your walls start to flutter around him again. “Going to cum so deep in you, baby. Shit, love this little cunt so much,” he’s grunting as he pushes harder into you. “Love you so much.” He bites at the junction of your neck when he feels you releasing on him, triggering his own release. Thrusting his hips, working you both through your highs.

He lays you both on your sides, slipping out of you easily. You turn to face him, a smile on your face, “I love you too, Mannie.” You both share a loving kiss until you feel him anchor your leg on top of his. Reaching a hand to your well loved cunt, he rubs down your slit before pushing his fingers in. You grab at his arm, attempting to stop him.

“You love me, baby? Then keep my cum in like a good girl.” Mandie loves making you struggle.

✨

Thoughts of a Slutty Virgin - 🧚🏽‍♀️

I didn't even know what was going to happen pt.2💀

These men aren't talked about enough!!

ENJOY!

#mandy sekiguchi #mandy smut #mandy sekiguchi smut #exile tribe smut #exile tribe #mandy sekiguchi x reader

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9firefly9 · 9 months

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can you write kaz x jesper if kaz gets a sensory overload and jesper finds him and helps him?

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We’re not alone

So I’ve never experienced a sensory overload and I’ve never seen someone experiencing one, so I wasn’t entirely sure what I was doing throughout this entire fanfiction lol. So I apologize if this is very wrong. I did really like trying to write the fanfiction though! So thank you for sending it to me 😊! I know you asked for Kaz x Jesper but this fic kinda went off and did it’s own thing without my permission, so it’s not as ‘lovey-dovey’ between the two of them as I was planning to do, so sorry about that 😅. I hope you enjoy it anyways!

How did I get here? How could this happen to me? I think bitterly, as I stare at where my skin was touched.

I could feel my laboured breaths becoming faster and faster as I began to panic. People were everywhere. Somehow I had found myself in the middle of a crowd when only a few moments ago there was almost no one around me.

I could feel their shoulders bumping mine. Skin touching my skin.

It felt like their hands were rapping around me. Choking me.

It felt like my entire body was screaming at me to get out. It was too much. Everything is too much!

Their laughs are like needles jabbing into my brain.

I needed to get out of here!

I remember running to the nearest place I could get to that would provide me with privacy. That just so happened to be the bathrooms inside The Crow Club.

The lights inside seem so bright. Realistically I knew that all the lights were turned off and that the only light was a gentle glow from the stained window, but it felt like it was mocking me as I pressed my hands over my eyes to block the light.

I pressed my body against the cold walls of the bathroom and sighed as the cold helped slow my racing heart a bit.

As I let out a shaky breath, I drag my body down the wall and curl into myself as tightly as I can. Begging myself to calm down.

Why can’t I just be normal? Why can’t I be like everyone else?

Why can’t I touch my friends? Why can’t I touch Inej? Why am I so weak compared to everyone else!

I can feel my eyes burn with tears as my thoughts begin to spiral.

“Kaz?” Called a voice, pulling me out of my thoughts.

I can feel panic clawing at my chest. My heart feels like it’s going to explode.

No. No. No! Nobody can see me like this! Please, please, just go away!

“Kaz, are you okay?” A concerned voice spoke from the doorway of the bathroom, and I realized the voice belonged to Jesper.

I opened my mouth to tell him to go away but no matter how hard I tried I couldn’t make any words come out.

I can feel sweat coating my forehead as I realize there was no way to get out of this. No way to make Jesper go away. No way to pretend I’m fine when I’m not.

“Hey, what’s wrong?” Jesper asked reaching out for me.

“NO!” I scream and scramble backwards feeling my head thump against the bathroom wall, not caring as pain seeps into the back of my head. “Don’t touch me. Don’t touch me. Don’t touch me…” I repeat over and over again, unable to stop.

I briefly see the hurt look on Jesper’s face and instantly feel guilty but I can’t stop.

He knows not to touch me. But I still see the look of hurt on his face everytime I avoid his touch.

I press my head to my knees as I bring my knees even closer to my chest.

I hear Jesper sigh and hear ruffling from beside me.

When I look up I see Jesper sat beside me, with his head resting against the wall and his eyes closed.

I feel myself begin to smile as I realize he’s not going to push me to talk or ask questions. He just wants to keep me company.

I look over at the window and immediately regret it. The light feels like it’s burning into my eyes. I quickly bury my head in my knees as my head begins to ache. From the light or from me smacking my head against the wall earlier, I’m not sure.

As I feel myself begin to panic again I hear soft taps against the floor, accompanied by soft humming.

My eyebrows furrow in confusion as I turn my head to the side and see it’s Jesper. His voice is actually quite nice.

It’s comforting.

I let out a sigh of relief when I realize some of my panic has gone away. When I see the distance between us and realize that no one is touching me.

We sit there not talking, not looking at each other. We just sit there in the comfort that we’re not alone.

#9firefly9 #fanfic #fanfiction #writing #fic writing #happy ending #a bit of light angst #six of crows #kaz and jesper #kaz brekker #jesper fahey #jesper x kaz #panic attack #sensory overload #requested #We’re not alone

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moonyssmommyy · 6 months

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~James Potter's Kinks and Turn Ons~

Pairing ~ James Potter × fem!reader

Warnings ~ nsfw content (which is pretty obvious by the title but if you need to hear it, this contains naughty content), Dom!reader, sub!James, mentions of Remus × reader, mentions of Sirius × reader, kinky shenanigans (knife play, somnophilia, masochism, pegging, and choking to name a few), unsafe sex (wrap it before you tap it!), and my own personal opinion!!!

Altocalciphilia - High Heels

• James thinks you look so sexy and powerful when you wear high heels. I can see him getting more, and more aroused as the sound of your heels clicking gets closer and closer

Corsetry - Corset Kink

• James is a simple man, he sees tits and he's excited, but corsets just do it in a way he'll never be able to get over. Your tits just look so pretty pushed right up in his face like that. They're so much bigger than they usually are. James doesn't really care how big they are though. All tits are good tits, especially yours. He'd also wear one if you wanted him to

Sitophilia - Food Play

• James thinks it's so fun. Putting whipped cream on your body, James could lick it all off so fast, one big swipe, but teasing you with the tip of his tongue is just so much more fun. You licking chocolate sauce off his chest has him shuddering and holding his breath. He'd also like to arrange little candies all over your body and slowly eat them off. Prepare to be still for quite some time while he's laying them out though, James is a literal man child so of course he has to make a pretty design with them before he eats them

Knife Play

• James thoroughly appreciates the beauty of a sharp knife in your hands when he's on his back laying completely still with you on top of him. Everytime the knife drags down his body his abdomen clenches hard with arousal. The shallow little cuts in his skin, little wounds he'll appreciate every day til they heal and fade. It's something so special to him, the way you could hurt him so badly, so easily, but choose not to. He likes the marks in his skin, the way you claim him.

Plushophilia - Performing sexual acts with a stuffed animal

• It's not in the extreme way as one might think, James doesn't cut holes in stuffed animals to fuck them. He just likes to rub himself on your stuffed animals to get off. They're so soft, and they smell like you too. It's almost like he's just learning how to get himself off. The way he's so frantic with it, his eyes screwed tightly shut and his shirt stuffed in his mouth in an attempt to quiet his loud moans. His hips move frantically, pushing his cock against the soft fur of whatever stuffed animal you've been spending the most time with until it's fur is matted together with his cum. James always feels really bad afterwards though. He got something so dear to you, so dirty all because he was selfish and couldn't wait until you got back home. So James washes the stuffed animal and puts it back in its place before leaving to get you a new one. Stuffed animals are one of James' go-to-gifts so it doesn't matter if you had a whole collection of them when you got together, or if you had the same one from your childhood, or even if you had none at all. You have a collection now, whether or not you did before.

Stigmatophilia - Tattoos and Piercings

• Not so much tattoos as piercings, tattoos are pretty, James thinks. They just don't get him all twisted up like piercings do. James regularly fantasizes about you with nipple piercings and a tongue piercing. He also thinks nose piercings are really hot for absolutely no reason at all.

Stockings

• He really doesn't know what about them gets him so hot and bothered. All he knows is that they're so hot and he's definitely bothered. He feels almost like they're teasing him in a way

Underwear

• Do I really need to explain? He can just picture you all dressed up in the pretty panties he not so secretly took from you as he jerks his cock. Two pairs are required to complete his ritual. One, to hold over his face and cover him so completely with you and your scent, and another to wrap around his cock and pump his solid shaft. Few things get him to cum as fast as this

Uniforms

• Neat and ruly, that's what uniforms are supposed to be, at least in James' opinion. Something about messing that tidiness up is so good to James. A gratification he simply can not pass up. That's why sex in an empty classroom or closet is frequent between the two of you. Not to mention the easy access your school uniform provides, all James has to do is press you up into a wall, flip your skirt up, and move your underwear aside.

Partialism - A sexual preference for a certain part of the body

• BOOBS! And thighs, James loooves thighs

Olfactophilia - Scent Kink

• Ties into the underwear thing, the smell of your cunt is something that makes him horny immediately. Sometimes just the smell of your perfume is enough to get him going

Somnophilia - engaging in sexual activity with a sleeping person

• This goes both ways! I'm a firm believer in sleep whore Jamie and so at first it was purely accidental. Harmless grinding and little whimpers in his sleep as he had a particularly good dream. You were ok with that, infact you liked it. Sometimes you'd help him, slotting one of your legs between his thighs to give him something to grind on properly. You'd hold him tight with arousal burning in your belly waiting for him to wake up. James woke up once, during the middle of one of his little dreams. You hadn't woken up yet, and James knew it was ok for him to do it while he was asleep but he didn't know if it was ok to do it while you were asleep. Still, he couldn't stop himself. Something about the fact that maybe it wasn't ok only added to his pleasure. If it wasn't would you be mad at him? Would you spank him? God, he hoped you would. Or maybe, you wouldn't be mad at all, maybe you'd like it. That thought is what caused James to finish. Needless to say, James has a new found love for grinding himself into you while you're asleep. He'd also really love to actually fuck you if you'd let him, but he doesn't think you're quite there yet. You could fuck him though, James has already given you his explicit, enthusiastic consent. He's yours, completely, and he wants you to know that. He wants you to know that he trusts you enough to have him in a way he deems vulnerable while in an even more vulnerable state.

Intoxication - A preference for taking drugs or drinking alcohol before hand

• I also don't have a particular explanation for this one other than he just likes it. He thinks it's fun. When you're both tipsy and want each other so bad you're scrambling to take one another's clothes off. He'd also like to experiment with Viagra, whether you're both taking or just one of you

Masochism - Pain Kink

• I don't think there's any instance in which James would hurt you, and if he did I definitely don't think he'd like it. So sorry if that's your thing but I just don't think that's James'. I do, however, think that James would love the deliverance of pain brought about by your soft, loving hands. Even if they are spanking his ass until it's red and raw, especially if they're spanking his ass red and raw. He appreciates the gentle way you care for him afterwards just as much if not more than when you're inflicting pain. It's something so special, so sacred, shared only between the two of you. When you rub your hands gently over his sore ass, and kiss his back, and then his shoulder. When you hold him in your lap and kiss his head, and wipe his tears. Despite the height difference James has never felt smaller than in these moments.

Odaxelagnia - Biting

• James likes to bite. James also really likes being bitten. I'm not sure how else to explain it other than this. It ties into another of his kinks tho.

Puppy Play

• James Potter really is such a good boy. If you can get past the arrogant asshole layer. He's already quite like a puppy already. James is like a golden retriever with his need to please. He also gets quite sad without frequent socialization and proper attention. You just need to get a little golden tail and a little pair of golden ears for your golden boy. With or without the tail and ears he's still a puppy. He enjoys being pampered and taken care of. Having your nails scratching at his scalp as he eats you out. Petting his head as you ride him, bouncing on his cock. James' favorite part is the praise though. The soft little sound somewhat between a moan and whimper when you call him a good boy tells you all you need to know about that. His face flushes red from his neck to his ears because he can't help it. It's embarrassing the way the sound escapes before he even has a chance to stop it. While James is absolutely perfect his behavior isn't always. He's used to getting what he wants so sometimes he can be a bit bratty. He'll bury his face in your cunt and make you cum so hard, so fast to try to make up for the fact that he didn't listen. He'll ambush you in the shower, or when you're changing. When you're naked, and vulnerable and not expecting it at all he'll whimper and whine until you bend over and let him mate you. This goes both ways though and you're not sure what's worse, when James wants to fuck you right there, right now, or when James wants to be fucked right there, right now. Either way he's your poor little horny pup and you'd definitely be lying if you said you didn't thoroughly enjoy when he fucked you or when you fucked him. You just wished he'd be a little more patient sometimes, but that's okay. Puppies can be trained

Vampire - The sexual fascination or fetishization of vampires

• I'm also not sure how to explain this one 😭 I just think he'd be really into it

Pegging

• I mean, I could explain but do I really need to??? James gets pegged on the reg and that's LAW

Rimming

• James would absolutely lose his mind if you laid him down and licked him out the way he did you. I think @morwap is so right about James being super sensitive...everywhere. So I think he'd really enjoy it. James would also return the favor if it pleased you but I don't think it's something he's particularly into on his own

Barebacking - Preference for sex without a condom

• I just think that he'd prefer to have sex without a condom. Wearing one kind of suppresses some of the feeling, and James just doesn't like the way they feel. Without one everything is so much more intense. I also think he'd have a preference for cumming inside of you which he obviously cannot do if he's wearing a condom

Clothed Sex

• Ties into the uniform thing, and the corset thing, and the stocking thing. He thinks it's super hot that you both want each other so bad you can't even wait to take your clothes off. He's also like to fuck you while you're still nice and pretty in your lingerie

Spanking

• James absolutely lives for the warm sting of your hand coming into into contact with his ass repeatedly. Could honestly cum from just that alone and he has before. So if you're thinking of using that as a way to punish him it's much more a funishment. On the flip side he also likes spanking you. Watching your ass jiggle underneath his palms makes him so excited

Internal Cumshots

• Cumming inside of you is hands down James' favorite place to finish. Sure he likes giving you a facial, or coating your tits with his release as much as the next guy, but cumming inside you is definitely sexist to James. It's just as emotionally satisfying for him as it is physically. It makes him feel more bonded to you, closer, in a way. He definitely fetishizes it more than he should. In a way it's also like coming home (no pun intended). Your cunt is so warm around him, so inviting with your legs wrapped around him nice and tight. It's sort of comforting to him in a way I guess. He feels safe and protected. He also feels like he's marking you as his and he really likes that.

Interfemoral Sex - Thigh Fucking

• Thrusting his cock between your legs and fucking your thighs is a huge turn on for James. They're so soft, and so warm, and seeing his cum all over you when he's done drives him crazy

Pictophilia - Watching Porn

• James likes watching porn. Lots of guys do and he happens to be one of them. He's not ashamed about it or anything (he thinks everyone watches porn tbh). James does have a tendency to find porn stars that resemble you in a remarkably uncanny way though. He would also really, really like to watch porn with you

Sensory Deprivation

• James thinks of it as a more extreme version of sensation play. He enjoys the heightened experience that comes along with being blindfolded or blindfolding you. It surprised you how even when you're the one blindfolded you're still in control, it also surprised you just how much you liked it. It really makes you focus on how good James is making you feel. You're more keen to the heady scent that is James looming over you. To the taste of him in your mouth, and the sound of him whimpering and moaning into your neck as he thrusts inside you. James really gets off on that, knowing your focus is entirely on him and him alone. Blindfolding James is a little...difficult. He likes it, he really does but it also frustrates him greatly. James likes to be able to look at you whilst you two are doing intimate things. He likes to see you, likes to see your reactions so he knows he's doing good, not just that you're telling him he is, and it sort of upsets him when he can't. So as much as James enjoys the heightened sensation of being blindfolded he doesn't so much enjoy the blindfolding part. Because of that it's usually done more as a punishment. James cums really fast whenever he's blindfolded. It's not his fault really all he can think about is you and your hands all over him

Choking

• James likes the feeling of your warm hands wrapped around his throat. He often gets too excited and forgets to breathe when he cums so a little bit of help from you in restricting his breathing while he cums feels great

Edging

• As much as James may not like your refusal to let him cum in the moment, he obeys. He knows the reward will be well worth the wait if he does

Katoptronophilia - sexual arousal from doing a sexual activity in front of a mirror

• James really likes fucking you in front of mirrors. He can see all of you that way and that really turns him on. James also really likes when you fuck him in front of mirrors. The focused expression on your face as you work to make him cum has him moaning like a whore underneath you

Voyeurism

• James likes to watch, James really likes to watch. James likes to watch you touch yourself, James likes to watch you work so tentatively to make Remus cum. Remus didn't know James was there until afterwards which only made James fist his cock harder, moving his hand up and down faster and faster. When Remus saw James he looked almost guilty, y'all were together, he knew that, James was ok with it. Remus knew that as well, so James had no idea why Remus looked so guilty. James should be the one feeling guilty. One of James' favorite things is to watch Sirius fuck you. Unlike Remus, Sirius always knows James is there. Sometimes Sirius will talk to James, tell him how good you feel in between moans, give him something to think about as well as watch. James feels so dirty when he's watching but that only makes him hornier. Sex always happens after, it doesn't matter if Remus was just with you, or if it was Sirius, or even if you were just touching yourself for James' own perverted pleasure. He can't help it he has to fuck you. He's always so frantic afterwards, moving his hips into yours so fast you can't even think straight. His lips move against yours so messy, his tongue invading your mouth, and for once instead of you leading the kiss you just lay back and enjoy his lust.

Vicarphilia - sexual arousal from hearing about other people’s sex lives

• I don't really know how to explain this one. I just think he'd get really, super turned on hearing about other people's sexual experiences. It probably started out with Sirius telling James about his numerous encounters with numerous school girls

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