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The Safeword is RadioApple (part 2)

This part doesn’t have the Alastor x Lucifer scene I previewed! I pushed it to the next part since this was already a big chunk of text. I hope you still enjoy it! 🥺 I can do a male reader, I just need a little time as I’ll need to rewrite quite a bit

Locked doors

「Luci was pining to return to your bed, even if he couldn’t fully understand why Alastor exists in it. Luckily for you both, You got a night alone with the King of Hell and before Alastor can implode the whole situation, he had a change of heart perspective.」

[warnings/promises: Lucifer x FemReader, smut, No AlastorxReader this part, Luci eats you out, Luci has a nose, Alastor thinks about gardening but in a jerk kind of way, s e x, Husker is reminded of his chains, Charlie is naive, Facesitting, Luci’s horns, sweet little kisses, aftercare at the before part, creampie is like nyquil, Luci is an entire daddy kink]

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He didn’t want to be fully naked near Alastor, but the idea of bathing with you overpowered his hate. When he entered the bathroom, he found you reclining into Alastor, back to chest, as Alastor’s fingers massaged soap into your upper arms.

Your eyes, closed in comfort, popped open when you sensed his presence, “Luci!” Your legs folded, “Get in.”

Lucifer looked around the clawed foot porcelain tub. He didn’t want to admit he liked the style, obviously picked out by Alastor. With the same hesitancy as before, he stripped and lowered himself in the water opposite you and Alastor.

A wave of stress, again, watching you two intertwined in each other’s attention. But you pushed back against that feeling, hands slipping past his hooved feet until you found his calf. Lifting his leg up, Lucifer yelped as he slid down into the water. Your hands rubbed along the muscle of his leg, humming softly.

He watched you, Alastor disappearing from view entirely. “Thank you, Kitten.” Your smile widened. Eyes wandering down, he found your foot and pressed into the arches with strong fingers. You moaned, visibly relaxing into Alastor’s chest. “Feel good?”

You nodded, “Your hands only ever make me feel good, Luci.”

He nearly choked on his breath, cheeks brightening a scarlet red. How could you get so brutally fucked and still speak to sweetly? Was that really the same mouth?

A stupid grin spread across your face as you pressed into Alastor.

“Happy?” He asked, low and into your hair.

“Happiest.” Eyes closed, basking in the glory of your conquest. “What do you like to do after sex?”

It took Lucifer a second to realize you were talking to him, “Oh! Uhh,” a nervous scratch to his cheek, “Kiss? Cuddle. Normal things.” He hoped Alastor took the word normal as an insult but unfortunately he seemed to not be paying any attention. Without opening your eyes, you spread your arms and invited Lucifer to kiss.

He felt his knees graze Alastor’s legs as he shifted, leaning in to you he let his lips touch yours gently. Your arms came around his shoulders and pulled him in for more. He fell into your chest, pressing your body further into Alastor’s. You cooed into his mouth, opening to lick across his lips, finally looking at him. Staring into each other’s eyes, you hoped he could see it, hoped your absolute bliss was palpable to him. Sandwiched between your own personal rock and hard place, you struggled to keep a naughty giggle in your chest. What a lucky girl you were.

Properly cleaned and doted on, you found yourself in Alastor’s large bed with the men. Alastor had no issues slipping under the blankets and into sleep, your body curled up against his. You were facing Lucifer, who looked exhausted.

“Sorry for the shock.” You whispered, hand slipping from under the blanket to hold his own. Your mouth opened to say something else, but you stopped yourself. You felt like Lucifer needed space to process.

And he did, taking a moment to look over your face, large red and black deer ears peeking from the blankets behind you.

“Why did he have to be here?” His fangs bared, “Why not just us?”

Your fingers twirled the wedding band on his left hand, “We have our own little set of rules for what is okay, and he’s always going to be there. That’s the only way this can work.”

Always? This? He wasn’t sure which to grab ahold of first.

“I’ll never get you alone?” He thought he hid his sadness, but he was in fact pouting very noticeably.

“Not unless Alastor says so.”

Neither noticed Alastor’s grin slipping through his fake sleep.

His pout deepened, “I hate him.”

“I know.” You laughed, because it was funny. There was really no reason for either of them to hate each other but it seemed neither of their egos could exist in the same room without causing the bad kind of friction.

“But I -,” He laced his fingers with yours, stopping the reminder of his own vows and to some extent your own, “You. I don’t hate you.”

“Do you not-hate me enough?” said quieter than your other questions, as nervous for the answer as you were the first one of the night.

“Enough?” Brow knit, Lucifer’s pout melted away. You squeezed his hand. Could he tolerate Alastor enough? Get enough of you for himself? His mind came to greed, to Mammon and his disgust for the sin incarnate. Lucifer had been greedy before, tried to take more than he was allowed, and it led to very terrible things. Some would argue the very worst of all things.

His nod was barely perceivable. You wondered if you’d imagined it. Perhaps your heart was beating so fast, your eyes shook just enough to see what you wanted.

Lucifer fell asleep, hand in yours. When he woke, he found himself turned around. At some point he must have rolled away from you, but before he could wake enough to correct the situation, he noticed your own sounds.

“Allie~” You purred, a tone he had never heard you use before an– Allie?? He gagged.

He could feel the blankets shifting, bed dipping behind him.

“You’re in odd form, beloved.” Alastor said it softly, not meant for anyone else to ever hear, “I’m sorry I can’t be of more help.”

A huff, a sigh, you made the smallest whimper, “Do you think Luci -?”

Alastor didn’t let you finish, “I don’t ever think about him, darling. So, no.”

Lucifer heard a smack of skin, you playfully hitting Alastor’s chest. “Be nice,” It was a warning, not a suggestion. “I didn’t want to wake him up yet…” The bed dipped again before he felt your hands slip under his arm and down his chest. He tensed, “Luci” you whispered a sing-song form of his name, “Wake up, please. I need your company before I start my day.”

He wanted to whip around but knew that’d be suspicious, he needed to play it cool. Be a man who was totally asleep this whole time. Lucifer closed his eyes, as if you could see his face at all, and forced out a yawn. “Hmm?” He hoped he sounded sleepy, as he was fully alert at this point.

“Good morning, your majesty.” Your hand snaked down his stomach, “Can I have a moment of your time, sire? I’d like an audience with you.”

He bit his bottom lip, loving the way you spoke about his position. “Sire” was now second to “Daddy” to his ears. His mind couldn’t play along, already overwhelmed. “I’m not busy at the moment…so…”

Stupid. Terrible.

Alastor agreed with the sentiment Lucifer didn’t vocalize.

Your hand slipped immediately into his boxers, little blue shorts with bright yellow duckies. Taking long, gentle strokes you found him eager to wake up for you, too.

Luci folded the pillow into his face, stifling a groan as he grew under your fingers. You let his foreskin slide up and down his shaft, rubbing along his head until he had grown too large to accommodate. Luckily for you and Luci, he was leaking like a faucet and providing you just the lubricant to keep your hand gliding over his length.

He rolled over and began to kiss you, but you quickly pushed him onto his back, coming to straddle him. “May I?” You ground your hips down, wet lips sliding across his cock. Lucifer choked out a reply, something between “yes” and “please” fell from his mouth. You were already naked? Had he missed something?

His eyes flitted to Alastor, who was leaving the bed and going to his armoire. You brought his attention back to you, one hand on his stomach, the other lining him up. Still soft and sore from the night before, Luci much easier slipped into you as you sank down until he was fully sheathed. Taking a moment, you sat on his impossibly hard cock and tried to think of where to put your hands. You leaned back, finding the angle to press his length along your plush g-spot. Slowly, hands on his thighs behind you, you rose up and lowered yourself.

Luci’s hands came to your hips, needing something to hold on to. Watching you bounce on his cock was making him sweat, not taking into account the feeling of your tight heat so early in the morning. His sweet angel, taking his cock so well. He fought the urge to push you down and let months of pent up affection pound you into the bed.

Soon enough, you were rising and just letting your full body weight drop onto his lap. When you tried to take a hand to touch yourself, Luci’s tail wound up your thigh. You were startled, slowing to see the spade tip pressing down and flicking across your needy clit.

“What the fuck, Luci?” a breathy rhetorical, hand going back to his thigh to regain the speed and force you lost. As you found yourself coming up to that edge, pleasure peaking, you began to moan out his name. Little “Luci”’s and Lucifer”’s chanted to the ceiling.

Luci’s head pushed down into the pillow, mind unfurling. “Enough,” He whispered into the air, hips rutting up to meet your frenzied thrusts, his reply lost in the sounds of your bodies connecting.

⫘⫘⫘

Lucifer tried to be normal around the hotel, but as hours turned to days he found it harder and harder to keep it together. While always aware of you, always looking for you, he was now noticing the dynamic between yourself and Alastor. The two of you were often in the same spaces, but rarely together. It baffled him. If you were his, he’d never take his hands off you. His fingers would always be in yours, hand on your back, arm linked in arm. How could Alastor exist around you in any other state than at your feet?

He began to wonder what exactly you saw in the deer demon. Yes, his dick did work, much to Lucifer’s surprise. But surely that wasn’t it. Because Lucifer’s dick also worked. The math was not mathing.

His bed was suddenly too large. Silk sheets too cold. Room too quiet. Lucifer found himself pacing the halls at night, mind wandering to what you were doing. What you both may be doing. How he would, could, fit in.

Any time he could, he found a reason to touch you. Handing him a plate? Fingers gliding over yours. Entering the same room? Ah, his hand fit so perfectly on the small of your back as he let you go first. Look at this paper! Slide beside him, let his hand come to rest on your waist. Before, he avoided every chance to feel your skin under his own. Now, he was hungry for every little taste. He felt like lightning bit him with every connection to you. He wondered if you felt it, too.

Alastor wasn’t blind. He saw Lucifer’s eyes watching you. How he followed you like a lost puppy.

He nearly snapped his microphone in two one morning, seeing Lucifer’s hand around your waist. It was odd, the sex? No issue! Who cares? It’s just bodies. He knew you were satisfied with him regardless of if you ever fucked. You both were quite content to just lie in bed and read, kissing and cuddling under the blankets before bed.

But something about this was getting under his skin. Maybe it was the public setting, almost an insult to him. Showing everyone how the King of Hell could have anything he wanted. Anyone.

Or maybe it was something messier. These weren’t lustful touches. His hands were always so gentle on you, tender. There was emotion behind the way Lucifer’s fingers grazed your body. He was fine with watching another soul lust after you. Your body was something he could share, just flesh. Your heart? His hair bristled. Would Lucifer undermine what he had?

Mint. His mother planted it once in the yard. Mint grows exceptionally well. Too well. If not properly contained, it will spread across the garden and become a weed and overtake the other plants.

He relished in uprooting the mint by the fistfuls.

Seeing Lucifer laugh loudly, leaning into your ear to whisper something that made you giggle in return, Alastor thought about mint. Best when ripped from the ground and muddled with a ridged dowel.

When you knocked on Lucifer’s studio door later that night, the place he had built specially for himself in the new and improved hotel, he frantically tried to clean up the space. You hadn’t been alone with him since that morning nearly a week prior now.

Truth be told, you hadn’t actually planned on Lucifer agreeing to join Alastor and you in bed. You weren’t sure how to politely invite him back without sounding like you saw him as just a fuck buddy. When you voiced your concern to Alastor, he laughed. Then patted your head.

Not overly helpful.

“Hey there! Long time no see huh?” He laughed a little too hard.

“Luci, we saw each other at breakfast.”

His hat seemed to wither on his head, “Right yeah haha that— time away from you feels so long! The heart —,” he stopped talking, “Inside?” Wide eyed, he gestured for you to enter.

With a nod, you walked in. Just, so many ducks. An ungodly number of ducks. Too many, some could argue.

“What’s the latest creation?” You searched the room for anything obviously special.

Lucifer grabbed your hand as he walked past and pulled you to the desk. “Check this out.” He cupped his hands, holding up a duck with six wings and tiny horns. The wings flapped gently.

“Little Luci duck?” You tapped the beak.

He hummed, “Do you like it? I thought maybe for your bath.”

You genuinely didn’t know what to say. Your finger slid up the head and down the back. Bringing it to your lips, you kissed the tiny orange beak. “Now I can have you in my bath every night.”

A smirk, squiggly and long spread across his face. Shoulder to shoulder at his drawing table, he leaned over to kiss your cheek. Your finger tapped your lips, instructions for where to bring his lips next.

“Dad?”

Lucifer flipped around, knocking up against the desk and causing ducks to cascade down, “CHARLIE! Haha! HEY!”

Charlie was standing in the open doorway, eyes bouncing from you to Lucifer and back. “Sorry, are you… busy?”

If you stayed very very still maybe she wouldn’t see you.

No? Yes? Which— which was the least suspicious?

“No?” Lucifer offered.

“I wanted to talk to you about some hotel stuff. I can come back later?”

You folded, sliding away from Lucifer, “I was just going, actually.” You nodded at Charlie, hands behind your back holding your duck.

Alastor lied on your bed while you wallowed, your upset amusing to him. Where you saw an issue, he saw an opportunity. His wide smile seemed to shine under the dim light of your room, “Charlie is too innocent to make such a leap, dear. She’d need much more than that to suspect anything.”

“I just don’t wanna cause him trouble. His life has enough strife. I didn’t start this to make things harder on him.” You buried your face into the pillow.

His hand petted softly at your hair, “Why did you start this?”

You and Alastor weren’t a very sexual couple, and though your libido was stronger opposed to Alastor’s distinct lack of one, that was never an issue. But part of why he even allowed Lucifer to join your bed was to help round out your pleasure. Not that Luci was just a dick to you, literally. Alastor knew how badly you wanted to dote on the monarch, and when we you discussed your desires he was happy to oblige. As long as you didn’t stray from his side, Alastor was fine with holding the reins of this extension, of sorts, to your own relationship.

But he was, at his core, a mortal soul. He was not impervious to feelings of envy.

“Well, yes, more sex with powerful people is quite nice.” Alastor nodded in agreement, the openness something he was fine with. “But I just wanna see him smile more. He’s so-,”

“Insignificantly small?”

You glared from over the pillow, “Cute.”

His fingers traced down your cheek to your chin, lifting your face to receive a kiss, “Do I still have the controlling share of your heart?”

Rarely, nearly never, did Alastor admit worry. You immediately sat up, the simple question sending off alarms. “Of course! Say the word, I’ll lock the door. Our doors only open as wide as we decide. Together.” Alastor hummed, content with the answer.

“That’s all I need to hear! I will be back by midnight, don’t lock anything before then.” With a kiss to your forehead, he excused himself down to the bar.

Sure enough, within an hour Lucifer pulled himself into a bar stool and asked Husk for a soda water with lime. He notoriously avoided alcohol.

From his chair, Alastor watched the king of hell frown into the glass. If he could, he would drink that pitiful look by the bottle.

Alastor appeared beside Lucifer, flashing two fingers to Husk.

“You look like the dog who got kicked.” Alastor’s grin, toothy and sharp, smiled at Lucifer. A laugh track faintly played in the background of his static voice.

“Hey here’s an idea! Go fuck yourself.”

War requires sacrifice. To truly get what you want will always cost you. Alastor knew this well, having paid many prices along his life and death to ultimately come out ahead.

“She’s quite sad, you know. Poor thing is in her bed now, cradling a small duck.” Alastor tipped his glass into his mouth. Lucifer didn’t reply, frown pushing into a pout.

“She’ll be asleep by 11, normally when she starts to doze off. Unless, of course, she’s otherwise preoccupied.” The whiskey burned, he only drank it neat. Unadulterated.

“Are you bragging? Why are you telling me this, you haunted broomstick?”

The glass cracked in his hand as he set it down, “Because, you empty headed lawn ornament, I’m giving you my blessing to visit her.” Alastor’s bones seemed to snap as his head turned to look at Lucifer with an eerie jerking.

Immediately he perked up, “Oh. Together?” Suspicious.

“I’ll be there later.” Alastor’s head cocked to the side, “You can go ahead.”

Lucifer’s eyes narrowed, “What’s the catch?”

“No catch! Why so suspicious?” Alastor’s eyes rolled, now with a smaller grin, “My darling just has such an appetite, whereas I don’t need quite as much, as often.”

That made… sense. A lot of sense, actually. Lucifer let that bit of information blanket the past week of observations and everything lined up.

“Oh!” Lucifer swivelled his chair, “Okay….does she..want me to see her?” He gripped his cane, a nervous reaction, “She hasn’t actually brought it up since.”

“How would I know? I was as shocked as you when she asked for you in the first place.” Husk watched Alastor’s smile twitch, hearing what sounded like pure annoyance in his voice as he said it.

Lucifer opened his mouth to make a jab, but thought better of it and abandoned the drink and the bar to find you.

Husk tried to sneak away, but felt the tug of his chains.

“What did you hear, Husker?” Husk’s fur stood on end as he slowly turned to face the fearsome radio demon.

“Nothing, boss. I don’t know what you’re talking about.” His hand had to set the bottle he carried down, shaking too much to be sure he wouldn’t drop it.

“Good boy.” Alastor finished his whiskey, “I’d hate to have to find a new bartender. Another, please and thank you. I’ve got some time to kill.”

⫘⫘⫘

“Luci?” You looked around the hall, wondering if perhaps someone else had come with him, “What’s up?”

He opened his arms, “That piece of shit said I could see you. Alone.”

Your smile fell, “Why would he do that?” Lucifer laughed, shrugging it off.

“Maybe he knows he is no match for our connection.” His brows rose up and down his face.

“That….definitely isn’t it, Luci.”

He looked wounded, “May I still come in? If you want me, that is. Want me TO! Want me, to enter. Inside the room. Your room. Bedroom. This-.,” You opened the door the rest of the way and moved aside.

“What exactly did Alastor say?” You sat on the small bench at the foot of your bed.

The worry was visible on your face.

“Something about different appetites. Aaand I could come up before he came to bed. Oh, and that you were sad.” Lucifer set his hat on the dresser, resting the cane to the side.

Those were true things.

Yes, you had been sad. Moping just before Alastor left, come to think of it….was this a little gift? Why wouldn’t Alastor tell you beforehand? You rarely did anything without discussing it first.

“Did you not want to see me?” Luci misread your face.

“Oh! No!”

He winced.

“No, I mean– no, I did not …not want to see you.” Fuck, his nervous energy was spreading. How did you ever manage a private conversation with him before? “I am very happy you’re here. I felt so bad, about earlier. Did I cause you any trouble with Charlie?”

Luci plopped down beside you, “Don’t be silly! She thinks we’re run of the mill pals!” A laugh, “I think.”

Your eyes searched the room. Alone together, in a truly private place. But again, you wanted to show Lucifer more than just your lust for him. You wanted to see him smile, to feel appreciated and seen. That was harder to do when in a dick fog.

“Are you okay with starting with a cuddle this time, Luci?” Standing, you lowered the lights with the dial on the wall. “We can move past it if you’re feeling it. Or just enjoy being in each other’s company.”

“I love cuddling! I’m a pro at cuddling! Haha, yes. Totally okay.” He paused, “Why are you laughing?”

You pulled back the covers, getting into bed, “You’re so cute, your majesty.” He felt that stupid grin creep across his face, “Come to bed.”

With a puff of red smoke, he was in his boxers and scrambling to you. You tried to stifle another laugh, what a silly person the Devil was. “You could have done that every time?” You asked. He just nodded, hands coming around your body and pulling you close to him. “You’re so warm.” Your nose brushed against his.

“Fires of hell and all that.” He kissed the tip of your nose, before lightly pressing his lips to your own. Another peck, his hands roaming up your hips and then your arms, then coming to your cheek. He pulled you closer now, deepening his once chaste kisses.

Was this cuddling? You thought you had wanted to dote on him. But now it seemed you were the one being showered in adoration. He sighed into your mouth, and your mind went blank. Yes this was cuddling. This was anything he said he wanted it to be.

Lips soft, mouth warm, tongue forked. His head tilted, desperate to get himself deeper into your mouth. You tasted like heaven, something he was too scared to miss. Tongue rolling over yours, you moaned into the kiss. Luci’s hands slid from your face to your hip, hand gripping you as he groaned in response. Hips slowly rolling into nothing, he tried to calm down. He finally had you all to himself, and his body reacted with an eagerness he had forgotten. Your own hands pushed gently against his chest, not to make distance, but to feel his body pressing up against your own skin.

His lips parted yours, he went to speak but instead returned to kissing you. Leaving your lips and travelling down your neck, he found the will to talk, “Tonight, let me take the lead?” You nodded, wondering what his lead would look like.

Alastor was always chasing something in you, feeding off more than your body. The few times he would want to go beyond just caressing, he would wring pleasure from you like a deserted man to an empty canteen. His body quaking with every drop he could manage.

And Lucifer? Your already wet cunt clenched around nothing but possibilities. You nodded, watching a fire light behind his eyes you hadn’t seen in the bedroom before.

“I’m going to spoil you rotten.” His face was bright, both hands pulling your hips onto him as he rolled onto his back. “You don’t need these.” Clawed hands tugging at your panties beneath your open robe.

Oh. That was quick.

As you leaned back to remove them, Lucifer’s mind was on timing. He could eat you out for hours if afforded it, but he knew Alastor would be coming in eventually. Lucifer had no intentions of sharing you tonight.

When you sat down, his hands hooked under your thighs and pulled you up. And up.

“Luci?”

“Let me show you how I ruined eden.” He opened his mouth, long tongue snaking out in a truely debauched display. Your body was just near his chin now, and you were too stunned to move. His hands slapped your ass playfully, “Please take a seat, kitten. Your throne awaits.”

Would you suffocate him? Did he need breathe? Were you heavy? Shou-

“Pet.” His hands drummed on your thighs, “Just grab the headboard.”

Mortified. You placed your knees on either side of his head and gripped the headboard. You barely had a chance to lower yourself before he pulled you onto his mouth.

Hot breath. Luci had been dreaming of this for weeks, long before your initial invite. His tongue lapped up the slick from hole to clit, humming into your skin. Your thighs clenched and you had to focus to open them again. You apologized, but Luci just winked and made a show of taking two fingers and setting them on your thigh where he held you.

You’d never done anything where you were the one on watch for the tap tap. It felt…. Good. Deep breath, relax into the system you made for each other.

His tongue dipped into your heat, you hadn’t considered the positive attributes of its length until now. Your hips rocked slowly, the feeling of his soft and determined tongue along you walls making your mind reel. How could something be so gentle but so ravaging? Had anyone’s tongue ever been so deep in you?

Resting your forehead on the headboard you watched Luci’s eyes close, his smile felt from thigh to thigh. Nowhere was Lucifer more in his element than mouth under a wet cunt. As your breath quickened so did your hips, grinding down more and more as you felt the pleasure spiking with every touch.

Luci’s tongue left your now dripping hole to latch onto your clit. Sharp teeth pricked your skin as he began to suck, expert tongue intermittently lapping at your little bud of nerves.

Your knuckles were turning white as you considered snapping the headboard in half in an attempt to chase the euphoria. It felt so good, but as the time was going forward you could tell it wasn’t enough to get you over that hurdle.

Cold air rushed to your flushed skin, “What do you need, kitten?” Two large eyes, yellow and red, looked up from your lap.

“I want to feel you. Inside.” Your eyes flitted up as his mouth returned to his measured pace on your clit. Whimpering, you thought about reaching back and inserting your own fingers when you found your new friend beat you to it. His spaded tail folded in on itself and slipped past your twitching entrance.

You choked out a noise, the sensation something entirely foreign. Smooth and cold, he just needed to get the tip inside for you to start moaning in earnest. Your body was rocking between his tongue and his tail, shortening the intervals as you ramped up to your orgasm.

His hands on your thighs tightened, clawed hands digging into your flesh. His moan made your feet cramp, legs now twitching. “Close— Luci!” Talking felt like losing your place, but the way he moaned in response egged you on, “Luci! Please don’t sto-,” your abdomen tight, body locked as it edged to that peak, your pleas to not stop devolved into whispered a, “no no no no god no” into the wooden bed frame.

Lucifer’s hands snaked up your sides, holding onto your waist he pulled your full weight down into his mouth, tail twisting as it thrust in and out of you. Just deep enough that the large edge of the spade was spreading your lips with every movement.

Eyes closed, your body shook violently over his face as you finally broke through, orgasm flooding your system with endorphins. Feet, legs, stomach, hands, everything loosened. Luci’s tongue stopped, tail slipping out.

You didn’t make a move, needing a second to just bask in the feeling.

Before it fully waned, Luci’s arms came up and over your thighs before he pushed your body toward his chest. And then you felt yourself falling backwards.

He’d pushed himself off the bed and flipped you so quickly you hadn’t even seen it happen. Vision adjusting you saw his yellow eyes now red, red and black horns sprouted from his forehead.

“Open up for Daddy, kitten.” He was fully buried in your softened pussy before you could form a thought. Your body hadn’t forgotten his size, but you still felt a burning at your entrance where the skin struggled to stretch for him. Luci’s body fell onto yours, his hands bringing your legs up past his hips and behind his back. You hooked your feet together around his waist and held on with both arms, eyes rolling back with every thrust.

“You feel so good, you’re so tight,” he moaned directly into your ear. Bodies tightly pressed together, an embrace where only his hips would leave your skin and just long enough to piston back into you. Your legs were so far up that your hips weren’t on the bed anymore. The angle made your head fall back, muscles unable to receive signals from your bliss addled brain. His arms were under yours, resting beneath your back and on your shoulders, pulling you tighter into to him. You felt surrounded by him, every part of your body touching his. A tangle of flesh and whimpers. “You’re so beautiful, kitten. You take daddy’s cock so well. I’m melting.” His horns brushed against your head, the sound of them slipping across the comforter with every thrust reminding you of their presence.

Lucifer felt lost in you. He fought to keep his mind clear enough to ensure his embrace stayed gentle. You were a bundle of softness and heat under him. He felt his balls creeping up, tightening as he was ready to chase your own orgasm with his. For a second his eyes searched the immediate area for Alastor. The word “cum” ringing in his ears.

With a sigh, hot and heavy at your neck, he pressed into you as far as his body could enter. As you could feel the warmth of his cum filling you, your cunt began to spasm around him. Body instinctively hungry for him. His hands hooked under your shoulders held you still, your legs still tight around his waist.

You stayed there until you both were breathing normally. Your legs fell down, thighs falling open as you released your grip on him. Luci didn’t move for another minute, opting to rest his head in your chest. Silence, just the gently rolling waves of soft pleasure and contentment still coming.

Satiated, you suddenly felt so drowsy. “Luci.”

His head popped up, horns gone and sclera back to yellow, “Yes, kitten?”

“Blankets.” You let your eyes closed, feeling the comforter being pulled to you.

Alastor walked in to find you both asleep, Lucifer still on top of you, heads at the foot of the bed and feet on the pillows. The comforter half assed folded over your bodies.

He wasn’t surprised. Alastor peeled Luci off of you and tossed him onto the pillows.

“Fuck you, hair cut,” Lucifer whispered, between awake and asleep.

“Yes yes, your majesty. Fuck you too.” Alastor picked you up and set you where you belonged. He pulled the blankets over you both, taking a beat to stare down at the scene.

Beloved, happily asleep. Obnoxious monarch, looking angelic beside you. Lucifer looked so much more tolerable when sleeping.

He considered for a moment returning to his own room, as he had planned all along. Looking from you to Lucifer, he felt something swell in his chest.

Keeping you was a treasure. A treasure he trusted would always be his. But to have you and the king of hell? Not just influence by way of your ties to Lucifer? Well, that could bring power.

His mother always recommended containment for mint, Alastor pulling too many and not allowing for them to enjoy the benefits of their hard work for very long. Containment, he considered, locking the bedroom door and taking his place beside you.

⫘⫘⫘

When there was a knock in the morning all three of you popped up from the pillows.

“Who the hell is that? It’s so early…” your eyes struggled to focus on the clock.

“Fffuck,” Alastor held his face in his hands. “I forgot I-,”

“Hello?” Charlie said into the door.

You and Lucifer slowly turned to stare at Alastor, a thin smile from ear to ear on his face.

“Alastor asked me to wake you up. So you wouldn’t miss the planning meeting.”

“Can’t a demon be a little chaotic now and then?” Alastor mused, your eyes boring holes into his skull.

The doorknob rattled, “Oh… He said it would be open. Well, okay… I guess I’ll let you sleep! Maybe next week!”

As Charlie made her way down the hall she just missed the sound of furniture moving and a thud as Lucifer tackled Alastor out of the bed and onto the floor, hands on his throat.

This was going to be a problem.

༻Masterlist༺

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🏹Alastor stalkers: @celestial-vomit , @amurtan

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mvncesa · 2 years

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that ‘god is holding me back by the scruff of the neck like a kitten’ post but it’s gregg & jacob is the one holding him back

#( tell me to stop posting ; ooc. )#gregg being held by the scruff of the neck like an angry / naughty kitten #especially because half the time he wakes up and chooses Chaos #I think emma and maybe nick would hold him by the scruff too to keep him from doing stupid shit

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shlutnutt · 1 year

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sum: just Eddie’s non-ending obsession for eating your pussy

w: oral (fem receiving + male receiving)(more fem receiving), masterbation mention, fingering mention (male on fem), rough intercourse mention, pervy eddie?, overall explicit language

pls be advised that this one’s very explicit!

Eddie would be the one to initiate it all, he can’t bare not having his face buried deeply between your thighs, always teasing you for long before finally beginning his act onto your cunt. You’ve began Eddie’s pussy obsession and not much long after casual hookups he’d be needy for your pussy, awaiting by your casual hookup spot; hair tied into a messy pony, nails clipped and filed down and stubble freshly shaved down for your comfort. When the man’s ready for you, he’s fully ready. So ready he could eat you out first glance if you’d let him.

Munson’s known to be a pleaser, he’d hardly ever ask for anything in return and that’s what made you continue to crawl back to him every single time, like his lost puppy out in the rain. If he ever did want head in return he’d subtly just mount you upside down him so your pussy stays attached to his mouth whilst you try to fit him into your mouth, quick to just lie on bed so you’re more comfortable for him. He’ll never just want you to give him head though, he’s too pussy drunk to just watch as your cunt would water for him, too hard for him to not think about tongue fucking you until you’d beg for his cock. You’d kitten lick him down to his balls and up to his tip, sucking him thoughtfully as he’d let out low grunts under his breath, eyes tightly closed as his hair would stick to his forehead from his needy sweating. Although he’d love every second of it, dude wouldn’t be able to concentrate knowing you’d be swollenly ready for his mouth.

He’s so incredibly good at eating pussy that your first initial thought of him was that he’s had a collection of women prior to you for practice and experience, but he indeed did not. Dude’s a loser who just picks up from pornos he’d get off to when you’re not around, observing which specific actions made the women moan, shake, grunt and scream louder, which actions they’d beg more of and so on. He’s a strong listener when it comes to becoming an expert, and to his advantage it has been working out for him. He wouldn’t admit to that though, he’d always say that if one knows the anatomy and sweet spots of a woman, there’s nothing easier than pleasuring them. “It’s common sense” he’d always say.

Not a single word needed to suppress from his lips to read what he was up and ready for; eating you out. It’d be so painfully obvious too, he’d be blushing red, nothing but burning cheeks and plump lips up to view as he’d try his best to have a normal conversation without getting distracted by the tightness in his pants, him trying his best to subtly readjust his length up to his belt-line, where it’d be less of a distraction for the two of you, dazy eyes turning dark from the thought of your cunt alone. He’d also just cuddle you with his arms wrapped around your thighs and his head resting onto your lower belly, too painfully close to your core. No movie could distract his naughty thoughts of you. He’d sometimes even close his eyes reminiscing past situations where he’d be fucking you senselessly against any platform that’d hold you stable as your legs would fully give up on you from pleasure, jewelry chiming against the hard of his chest as he’d pound into you uncontrollably, having you scream out his name as he’d near his ear close to your mouth to soak in his name being screamed out that way.. he wouldn’t stop thinking about the times where you’d be cumming nonstop for him as he pleasured you with his cock, mouth and fingers.., where he’d be sucking every inch of your body, having you in absolute awe once he’s finished with you, watching as your body would go limp beneath him.

Sure if every man ate pussy like he did, the world would’ve been a better place. The way he’d begin by placing open-mouthed kisses from your jaw, to your neck, then your chest down to your belly, giving himself a couple seconds to appreciate and dedicate pleasure to each bit of flesh you’d have exposed to him. Leaving nothing but slight bits of saliva-traces onto your lower abdomen as he’d undress your lower half and immediately attack your thighs with his mouth, helplessly grunting to himself as he knew he was about to commence his all time favorite act. He’d be pumping himself with his free hand as the other would use a thumb to ghostly rub tiny circles around your dampened clit, him animalistically biting onto his bottom lip as he’d try his best to not pleasure you with his mouth just yet. Eddie would then begin with his tongue, allowing himself to trace messy licks around your outer and inner labia, spitting onto your opening for him to stick his tongue inside you, stiffening his neck to tongue fuck you mindlessly. He’d be quick to giving himself the chance to exit you and wrap his pink lips around your bud, sucking on it so carefully it had you subconsciously wrapping your thighs around his head, him quick to placing both hands around your legs and opening them to a comfortable extent for the both of you, gripping them tightly open for your pussy to be fully up to view, exposing each one of your holes for him. He’d then repeat his actions over and over again, each time adding something new, having you in an absolute mess with just his mouth. He’d be finalizing his act by wrapping his mouth around as much of your pussy as he possibly could’ve, sucking as much as he was able to for then to fuck you with the precum dripping dick that was awaiting you.

Eddie would absolutely adore how wasted you’d look after he’d be finished pleasuring you, and you’d just find him adorable, the way he’d read your face so closely as if he’d just fallen in complete utter love with you, the way he’d softly kiss you with his pussy-juiced lips, carefully massaging areas he’d perhaps had gone too rough on, having you squirm under his touch as your body would melt under his delicacy. Sometimes you’d wish everyone’s given the chance to experience someone like him. But you’re too selfish to share him with anyone else and he knew that, that’s what encouraged him to treat you as just his, pleasure you better than anyone in the world could, eat you like nobody could, fuck you like nobody would, kiss you, hug you, talk to you, touch you.. he knew he did it better than anyone you’ve had fun with in the past, and he loved every bit of that.

here’s to tag most of my mutuals since i’ve been gone for about a year now :3.. forgive me if you guys aren’t eddie stans and just read my evan fics, wanna make sure if you guys are still alive to know if i should continue to write more evan character fics!

@kikis-writing-world @danielj0hnswife @fictional-people-that-i-stan @kaiscumsock @lanawinterscigarettes @spidergirlmcu @kissmyhandcallmedarling @lavhoes @kitwalker02 @eddiemunsonswhxre @alietrohman @maximumbasementbeliever @mossybank @danoluver @divineruler @quicksilverownsmysoul @tatesweaterweather @americxn @divineruler

#eddie munson stranger things #eddie munson fanfic #eddie munson scenario #eddie munson smut #eddie munson season 4 #eddie x y/n #eddie x fem!reader #eddie x reader #eddie stranger things #eddie my beloved #stranger things smut #smut headcanons #smut writing #smut #joseph quinn

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jymwahuwu · 11 months

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okay hi i’m new here and i was wondering if 1.) i could be 🍧 anon. and 2.) i was hoping to request yandere!jing yuan with a fem!reader who and yes this goes back to another rq you did of jing who kept spamming and calling reader to do the naughty, becomes super fed up with his shit and starts avoiding him irl. as like, she’s avoiding him and what have you, the texts- calls- and pictures all get progressively more frequent, until you’re basically waking up to pictures of him laying in bed w/o a shirt or, a pic of him after he gets ready- asking if you like his outfit and think he looks good.

but like reader becomes so annoyed that she tries blocking him, changing her number, avoiding him, and he only takes it as motivation to keep up his antics because he KNOWS how flustered it makes you, and he isn’t going to stop. but now he’s becoming slowly more creepy to the point he calls you and says “oh hey bby i’m on my way over 😘 leave the door unlocked for me”

anyways— thanks if you get the chance to do this request! i love ur work and can’t wait to see more from you!

related content: yan! jing yuan keeps spamming you and calling you

thanks for your encouragement! sure u can be 🍧 anon! visiting your house is really creepy lmaooo is there any way to stop him?

TW: yandere, non-con, harassment, looks like delusional but he's not delusional, somehow super lucid

Oh this is going to happen someday, you have all the desperate attempts to stop Jing Yuan- block him, keep changing numbers, check yourself on the street if you are being followed, and walk into the crowd. What you get are messages from [new number] praising your stunts (for avoiding him) and telling you that he really wants you to bend over if it's not in public. There's even something like "[photos 2], [photos 9], [voice message 2:16]". A large number of explicit texts and photos to lure your desire.

You look for a button to turn off message notifications, but somehow there's no way, just like you can't hang up those calls. You believe that your mobile phone has been hacked, but that is the power of Xianzhou technology, what ability do you have to refuse…?

Today's a weird but good day - you didn't see [new messages 42], nor were you distracted by morning and late-night phone calls leading you to surreptitiously watch porn. You're at home enjoying the peace of mind while sipping your favorite drink and watching space TV. However, halfway through the show, you receive a call from the general.

"Huh?" You were a little numb.

"Oh hey baby I'm on my way over!" There was a cheerful voice over there, which brought a bit of sunshine compared to the previous low voice. "Remember to leave the door unlocked for me-" You didn't hold it steady for a few seconds, and the drink in your hand spilled out - what does it mean? Jing Yuan on the way to your house?

"Wait… what?!" The call was over. You opened the chat history with your trembling fingertips, there was indeed a message last night saying "Baby here has a surprise for you tomorrow so we can have a good time (♡˙︶˙♡)"

What follows is your choice, but with the same consequences. You can leave the house temporarily, or stay in the house but lock the door and put a stick or something on the door handle. Leaving the house will only be caught by him like a kitten and brought home under the shocked eyes of everyone. And the option to lock the door, you're so naive, aren't you? Jing Yuan rings the door bell first and tells you "baby your dear boyfriend is here". After getting no response, the general murmured that he was lucky to have your spare key, and you who eavesdropped behind the door covered your mouth to suppress the screaming - how could he have your house key? Seeing that the door handle was stuck, Jing Yuan casually smashed the door handle with a relaxed smile on his face.

It's like a surreal nightmare for you now with an immersive live-action experience.

"Baby, I'm home. Are you eager?" He put his hands around your waist and lifted you off the ground. This is the first thing Jing Yuan does after entering your home. No matter how flustered and annoyed you are, asking him to put you down, the general will hold your waist tightly, feeling your breath contentedly. It takes a full minute before you get back to the ground.

Jing Yuan tries to act like a thoughtful boyfriend, cuddling with you on the couch watching a show (ignoring your struggle in a huff, stroking your boobs), giving you teahouse's popular drink (and throwing the original drink). There's a raised tent rubbing your butt, and you writhe in embarrassment.

General's plan for you is a sweet date at home, and… a sex marathon! He already told you how to pamper you, right? He started holding your cheek and kissing you affectionately and slowly, even as you whined with your eyes closed and pushed his chest with tears. He shudders as the cock buries into your warm and tight walls. It was better than he'd ever imagined in any call. You whimper "no", "this is too big", "I don't want to…" Jing Yuan shushes you, tells you you are adorable, stretches you unhurriedly with his dick.

Even though your house is small for him, Jing Yuan sees this as a lovely bird house. He starts fucking you all over the house, from bumping you on the dining table to overstimulating you and forcing you to squirt on the bed. If you have a balcony or a garden, Jing Yuan even considers taking you out to tease you a little. Of all the furniture, his favorite is your little bathtub. After being exhausted, Jing Yuan puts you in a bathtub filled with warm water and bubbles for you to relax, just like a responsible boyfriend would do. After taking a bath, he knew that you might not be able to walk by yourself now, so he carried you to the bed. He changes you into a pajamas patterned with furry animals. He loves doing these sweet things for you!

General pats you on the back, gently wiping away your tears. Your screaming isn't getting any help. You can only whine, sob, and sniff - until... you hyperventilate and fall asleep. He knows it's a packed schedule for a first date, so it's understandable that you'd be overwhelmed.

He took a picture of your sleeping face, clasped his fingers with you, and fell asleep together. There will be more sweet dates in the future. You will get used to it, right?

#alani.answers #[💌.from🍧]#yandere hsr #yandere honkai star rail #yandere jing yuan #yandere hsr x reader #yandere jing yuan x reader #honkai x reader #honkai star rail x reader #honkai star rail x you

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strawberriianime · 7 months

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Wish you where here ♡

♡ you send them some naughty pictures/videos when they’re away~

♡ satoru gojo, suguru geto, kento nanami, choso, toji fushiguro, sukuna.

♡ cw: 18+ descriptions of body parts, nsfw linksss, whore-knee mfks, masturbation, sex talk!

☆ satoru gojo

He idly strolled on his phone, trying to hurry and rush the day. He had sent his students out on a quick mission, leaving him all bored in the hotel room he occupied. He hated being away from you for too long although it was just day 1/3, he was missing you dearly. As if you read his mind he had gotten a text message from you. He sat up clicking on your contact to see the message you had sent him. wish you where here ♡ ~ It was a video of you laying back in the king sized bed you both shared, fingers deep into your soaking heat. He adjusted the audio on his phone, allowing him to hear the the wetness of your cunt filling the room paired with your soft moans. He felt his pants tighten watching the video of you play with yourself. “fuck.” he muttered to himself. Sliding his pants down, he decided to facetime you. “Baby, put your pussy on the phone.”

☆ suguru geto

He was reading a book, enjoying the peace as he had finally gotten some alone time. Flipping the pages of his book he was brought out his focus due to a set of dings from his phone. Closing the book, he picked up his phone looking at the missed text from you. Putting his password in, he was met with the sight of your fucked out face. He smirked to himself, remembering the vibrating panties he had purchased that he could control and and everywhere. Swiping through the photos he was able to see the pool of wetness mixed with orgasm after orgasm thighs sticking in the pictures. Just the photos alone was enough to get him going, pressing your contact he was quick to dial your number. “Baby you’ve been doing so good let’s turn it up a notch okay?” he played with the settings turning the vibrations up causing your to moan and groan on the line. “Just one more for me okay?” it’s going to be a long night.

☆ kento nanami

nanami was a busy working man, he was always working. this time things where quite hard as he was away from you, and you where not there to help him destress. as if you where reading his mind he noticed his phone began dinging. it was a video of your holding a glass dildo, circling it slowly around your tongue. You begin licking at it like a shy little kitten, only to take nearly the whole 8 inches in your mouth. The prominent bulge in your throat was enough to get his dick standing. With a smooth, pop, you ended the video with a quick message “wish this was you”. His eyebrows furrowed calling your phone with intense speed, “Show me how you’re gonna suck my dick when I get back” Oh how he loves a good stress relief bj <333.

☆ choso

He sat quietly, tapping at his fingers as the others around his fussed and argued about who knows what. He was bored, texting his girlfriend about how much he missed her and how he couldn’t wait to get back home. What he didn’t expect was for you to send him a video of you in the shower, soaking wet body drenched in the vanilla body wash he loved. Bubbles covered your skin as your teased at both you breast, carefully rubbing each nipple slowly throwing your head back in the process. He quickly paused the video making sure nobody around him had seen that. Dismissing himself, he made way to the bathroom as he resumed watching the video. Your hands caressed each part of your body every curve, scar, stretch, you name it. His dick was aching and begging for your touch and he know it’s not the same when he does it. He was quick to call you as you smiled at him room full of steam. “Baby I need your help” he was quick to discard his pants palming his hardened dick. “Okay baby let’s get to it”.

☆ toji fushiguro

He always got pictures and videos of you everyday so this was nothing out of the ordinary to him. He used everything you sent him as jack off material. Your tits? Jacked off to em. Pictures of you? Jacked off to em? Now this, this is what he had been waiting for. You had sent him a 3:42 long video of you playing with you body, one hand to record and the other teasing at your body. You began fondling your breast, rubbing them in circles just as he liked. He groaned feeling the precum leaking from his tip, giving him more slickness to jerk himself. You teased them nice and slow pulling the the buds before making your way down to the lace panties you wore and that’s when the video cut. He grunted, dialing your contact (from his minute phone) “Hi baby”. “Don’t you hi baby me, now finish what you started or next time we meet i’m going to fuck your throat so hard my cum will leak out your eyeballs.”

☆ ryomen sukuna

As someone from his time, he’s quite old fashioned. He knew of phones, had a phone but rarely used a phone. Hell your his only contact! So when the phone buzzed it was a no brainer that it was his baby girl messaging him. He assumed it was another cheesy text or you telling him about your day but he was surprised to see the contrary. You sent him a photo of you teasing yourself, fingers trailing oh so delicately around your folds. He swiped through the rest to see you shoving your fingers deep inside of your cunt. Next swipe was a video, it was dark but the audio was all he needed. You where moaning, fingers making a popping squelching sound as they dug around your pussy begging to be filled. You where like a bitch in heat. He was stopped by your contact popping up once more this time as a facetime call, he picked up with a smirk on his face. “Your pussy sounds so wet, how much do you miss me?”

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shadowlali · 5 months

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lali i luvvvv your writing for graves <3

if you have time, could you write something for graves again ? yk the scene from mw3 when he’s in a suit… lookin all fineeee… yeah, i think you know where i’m going with this lol

lots of luv <3

his perfect assistant

COD - Phillip Graves x fem!reader

wc: ~ 1.2k [18+] masterlist

[photos found on pinterest, all credit to original owners of the photos above]

warnings: NSFW, slight MW3 spoilers, some proofreading, no use of Y/N nor too many details on reader’s appearance, pet names (babydoll, baby, naughty girl), slightly possessive graves (if you squint), references to oral (m! and f! receiving), unprotected sex, squirting, creampie a/n: hi fern! you are so sweet, ily! 🤍🥹. thank you for this request! this is written all in Graves' POV. i hope you enjoy!

A nationally televised court hearing in front of congress would make any person nervous.

Instead, Phillip is ecstatic. You’ve practically melted into the leather couch with the force of his fucking. One hand holds your thigh while the other pinches and squeezes your swollen nipples. Whines and kitten-like mewls fall from your open mouth, pretty sounds he loves so much.

He walked into his office after the hearing to find you slightly bent over his desk, fixing his things and organizing the many reports that littered the surface. The black dress you wore, bordering on inappropriate for an office environment, stretched deliciously over the curve of your ass.

Like the perfect assistant you are, you immediately dropped to your knees and offered your warm mouth to him. He pushed his heavy dick down your throat, then had you sit on his desk amongst the papers while he devoured your pussy. The hearing was almost forgotten in his mind, Phillip not too bothered by the proceedings anyway.

He can hear passing footsteps and chatter outside his office door, but that doesn’t stop him from reaching a hand down to rub your clit with his thumb. You choke back a moan, slapping both hands over your mouth to muffle the noise.

“Shhh, babydoll,” Phillip whispers,” don’t want us gettin’ caught, right?”

“ ‘m s–sorry, Commander,” your voice comes out in a broken whimper.

He thrusts in a little harder than he should, his brain going fuzzy at you calling him Commander. The sound of your voice and the way you address him even when your legs are spread makes him crazy. Your warm pussy grips him tighter and your hips lift to meet his thrusts. Phillip watches your eyes dilate to almost black, eyebrows scrunching in pleasure.

“Doin’ so good for me baby,” he croons,” takin’ your Commander’s cock so well.”

His navy blue dress pants have a growing wet stain from the drool of your pussy. It’s going to be difficult for him to exit the office without anyone noticing the state of his clothes, if they haven’t already noticed what’s going on from the noises you’re making. Phillip slows down his thrusts, groaning once he sees the white ring formed around his cock from the slick of your cunt.

You were so nervous for him earlier today, helping him fix his red tie and press the wrinkles out of his white dress shirt before his hearing. You tried not to show it, always good at hiding your emotions. But he could see the anxious flicker in your eyes and the shaky smile you gave him.

He made you wait for him at base, not wanting to expose you to the ferocity of politics. Phillip knew you could handle it, you’re always so cool-headed and prepared. But he likes keeping you to himself, in his office and at his company.

Phillip reaches up to move your hands from your mouth, pushing his thumb onto your tongue. You immediately respond, sucking his digit as if it was his cock. Each pull of your mouth sends shocks of heat down to his heavy balls. He can feel his orgasm creeping up his spine.

You’re completely naked, warm and soft skin on display. Beads of sweat gather on your hairline and tears prick the corner of your eyes. You move a hand to grip his tie and tug to get his attention. He immediately drops his head, moving his thumb out of your mouth to land a kiss to your lips.

You suck his tongue into your mouth and he begins thrusting it in at the same rhythm of his cock. You twist your hips and moan loudly into his mouth when he manages to plunge deep into your cunt, bumping right at your cervix. He gives you one more rough kiss then leans back.

“I know babydoll, I know… feels so good, doesn’t it?” Phillip murmurs, angling his hips to keep hitting that spot.

“Yes, y–yes, yes, sir. Fe–feels so good.”

He plants one hand above your head and the other on your side, gaining momentum in his thrusts. Your tits bounce and jiggle in his face, leaving him salivating. He leans down to catch a nipple into his mouth and sucks the peaked tip. Your tight little cunt pulses and flutters around him, more wetness dripping out of you.

Phillip feels your fingers pull and tug at his hair once he switches to your other bouncing tit. His pants are most likely done for… I’ll buy new ones, he thinks. He releases your tit with a wet pop from his mouth.

“You’re makin’ such a mess, naughty girl… all over my new couch,” he murmurs.

“ ‘m sorry,” you whine,”… you just–just fuck me so go–good, commander.”

Your words almost take him over the edge, but he needs you there first. He wishes he could stay here forever, locked in the warm embrace of your slick cunt. But his balls twitch at the need to finish deep inside of you.

“I’m gonna go faster,” Phillip says through gritted teeth,” I need you to come f’me, okay baby?”

You nod quickly, twisting your hips in small circles as his thumb reaches to repeatedly swipe over your clit. Your hands reach to grip his waist and you stare up at him with pretty eyes. You look completely cock-drunk and perfect to him.

“Come ins–inside me, please. I want your come, s–sir.”

“Fu-fuck,” he stutters,”I’ll give you my come, babydoll.”

Phillip pistons inside of you faster, almost bending you in half. He sees and feels the moment a harsh orgasm rips through you. Your eyes roll to the back of your head and your mouth forms a perfect little o-shape. No words fall from your lips but your body stiffens and you gush around him, slapping his hand away from your overstimulated button.

His balls twitch and he releases long spurts of thick come into your fluttering cunt. He keeps going, plunging and plunging and plunging inside. Phillip’s head falls forward as he lets the force of his orgasm take over his body.

He can barely hear the squeaks and whimpers that leave you, too focused on the blood rushing to his ears and the white hot electricity that invades his body. His thrusts become sloppy and his body eventually gives out. A tiny dribble of come leaks out of your swollen cunt and lands on the already wet couch.

Your body continues to shake with the aftershocks and you hold onto Phillip, your arms wrapped around him and your tits pressed against his sweaty face. You stay locked like that for who knows how long, almost falling asleep from the exhaustion, until someone knocks on the door.

“Commander? You in there?” a soldier asks.

Phillip lifts his head and presses a kiss to your sweaty chest before responding. “Not now, I’m busy.”

Phillip leans back up, smiling as you giggle underneath him.

“Naughty girl, don’t laugh. We almost got caught ‘cuz of you.”

#phillip graves x female reader #phillip graves smut #cod mw2 x female reader #cod mw2 smut #shadowlali

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gingersxng · 25 days

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Can you make a story about mingi as your professor

a/n: OFC OMG!!! i literally wrote this too fast cause just imagine older teacher/professor Mingi doing all kinds of things to you😵‍💫 !!! i had so many ideas for this and it came out very smutty as always, thanks for the request and hope you like it<3

Bad Grades

pairing: f!reader x Mingi

Genre: smut 18+

Summary: your teacher’s been noticing your sudden downfall in grades in his teaching subject, he then promises you another kind of detention that’ll get you both satisfied.

Notes: sub!student reader, dom!teacher Mingi, reader is in her early 20s, Mingi is in his late 30s, legal age difference, big dick Mingi, pussy play, slight spanking, spitting, unprotected sex (always keep safe), reader is called kitten, marking, breast/nipple play, deep thoathing, creampie, swallowing, handjob. maby forgot something!

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Song Mingi as your math teacher OMG!

you were a good student and had A in most subjects, well that was before you got your new math teacher. A tall big handsome man, short pink spiky hair and glasses. He had kept you distracted from your work and as time went by he began to notice how you always were watching him instead of solving problems. Your grades were down to from E’s and F’s.

Your teacher Mr. Song finally got to talk alone with you about your downfall and your “distractions”. It was only the two of you inside the classroom, you sat at your desk and Mingi was standing right in front of you with his hands in his pockets. “how come you get so bad grades lately? is something bothering you?” Mingi asked like he didn’t already know why. You felt yourself heat up and your fingers began to play with the hem of your skirt. “i- i don’t know.. i get distracted easily..” you said as you looked down not wanting him to see how embarrassed you were. Mingi smiled, he placed his big hand on yours making you look up at him and then your eyes fell down to his crotch, a big tent forming. Mingi caught your eye placement. “i can see that” he chuckled. “I’ve been distracted by you too kitten”. You felt yourself getting wetter and wetter after every sentence he said. “how about i’ll give you another type of detention instead of sending you home with more books?” Mingi tilted his head to the side as he rolled up his sleeves. Fuck. Your wetness literally dripped down your legs now, you gave him a nod as a confirmation to let him do whatever he wanted.

Mingi placed you on the top of your desk parting your legs to get a better view of your soaking core, your wetness seeping through the white underwear forming a big stain. With flushed cheeks you watched him as he lowered himself getting in level with your pussy, which was pulsating like crazy now.

Mingi pulled down your panties and sneaked them down in his pocket of his pants, he began to caress your aching core slowly with his gigantic hand, his eyes never leaving yours. “what a naughty girl making yourself get bad grades to get your teacher to fuck you, huh?” he looked at you with a dark gaze that made your glasses fog up. “guess you want me to show you what I do with girls who misbehave, huh?” a smirk appearing as he played with your clit.

“y-yes please mr. Song” your begged. You tried to hold yourself up on your elbows to keep the balance steady with your legs up in the air, your breathing began to get heavier as Mingi worked his fingers on your core. Mingi gave your inner thigh a sloppy kiss before getting up again, he started fidgeting with his belt, his actions made you needier. a groan left his lips as his giant friend popped out of his boxers the red tip leaking precum, it was so damn big, the length and the girth made you feel like you wouldn’t be able to take him at all. You felt dizzy just looking at his big dick, but you were about to get fucked by your insanely hot math teacher Song Mingi and you wouldn’t miss it for the world no matter how big he was.

Mingi grabbed your legs and turned you over so you were lying on your stomach with one knee on the desk and the other leg on the floor holding yourself up. He gave your ass a light spanking before separating the cheeks, the grip was sure to leave bruises. Mingi gathered some saliva that he spit out on your pussy to use as lube. He smeared it around with his tip to get it ready. “I’m gonna enter you nice and slow, okay” he said in a soothing tone. You gulped and nodded at his words, a little scared it would hurt too much. “take a deep breath in now”. You took a deep breath and you felt Mingi enter you, the stretch was so intense it made your eyes roll back in your skull and your breathing became hitched. Inch by inch he sunk deeper inside you until he was fully seated, he started off slowly but were soon rutting into you with full force. Mingi had a steady grip on your hips to hold you in place, moan after moan escaped your lips but got muffled by one of Mingis hands. “sshh, you don’t wanna disturb the students in the classroom next door kitten” he cocked an eyebrow at you. “sor- sooo-s” your words got muffled in his hand. The sound of skin slapping and the desk squeaking filled the empty classroom, Mingi watched as his cock disappeared and reappeared inside your hole, he bit down on his bottom lip trying to hide his moans. Mingi snaked his arms around your waist and lifted you up carrying you with him to his desk chair cock still inside, he sat down with you on his lap straddling him.

You started to move up and down his dick twisting your hips in all different motions dragging deep groans out of him. Mingi threw his head back as he tried not to cum too fast, his hands found their way in under your shirt grabbing your bare boobs. “no bra?” he whispered sending stings down to your core. You shook your head as you continued to bounce on his cock. Mingi played with your nipples and pushed himself up against you meeting your thrust, his dick touching your perfect spot making you see stars.

With every thrust you felt yourself getting closer to your release, your legs did all they could to hold themselves up at this point. Mingi were close too, he squeezed your breasts hard enough to make your eyes water. “I’m bout to c-cum” you cry out, the knot in your stomach getting bigger. Mingi bit down on your neck sucking on the flesh leaving a big purple mark, you could feel him slowing down his thrusts until he came to a halt. You let out a whine at the lack of movement, turning your head to look at him. He had a small smirk on his face and raised an eyebrow, he then lifted you up and placed you onto your back with your head hanging outside the desk, your eyes meeting his cock.

“open wide kitten” Mingi ordered as he pushed his cock down your throat. your gag reflexes did their job as his dick slid in and out your mouth, his cock forming a bulge on the outside of your throat showing how deep he was. As he chased his own high he teased your nipples to help you cum too.

The dizziness began to creep up on you with the lack of oxygen to your brain, you patted Mingis thigh to get some air. A big string of saliva connected from your mouth to his cock, you put your hand around his length and pumped him a few more times. “fuuck, gonna cum” he groaned shutting his eyes closed. You felt Mingi twitch in your hand and put him back in your mouth, he came and you milked him dry, swallowing every drop. After some more stimulation to your nipples and some heavy kissing you finally came to, the thick white fluids dripping down Mingis desk.

You sat yourself up to fix your skirt and Mingi put himself back in his pants. “my panties?” you said as you looked around for them. Mingi lowered himself in eye level with you giving you a sly smile. “i guess you’ll be back sooner than you think y/n, better keep them here until you’ve learned your lesson, huh?”

getting bad grades was something you were about to get used to from now on.

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edytae · 5 months

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"heat" (smut/mature) ft. Kim Taehyung x reader

(do not interact if you are underage)

pairing: Taehyung x (female) reader

summary: Taehyung gladly lets you use him during your "heat".

rating: 18+

genre/warnings: smut, established relationship, !werewolfTaehyung, !humanreader, reader goes crazy horny, just a brain dump bc Taehyung is so f*cking hot!

word count: 3.5K

“Tae, Tae, Tae…” You called out his name as you tried to move yourself. “Please, let me go!” Your sweet begs would never change his mind.

“Baby, did you lose your mind?” He asked breathily as you tried to peel his hands off.

“I just want your dick, please. Why don’t you-” You hiccupped and cried. Your desperate need for him came over you so needily that Taehyung needed to stop you.

“You will hurt yourself, baby.” He lovingly explained while patting your face to calm your cry. He gave two gentle kisses to your soiled cheeks.

“Oh my sweet human…” Taehyung caressed your body as you shook under him. Taehyung was a wolf by birth. He was a promising wolf in his tribe and loved by everyone including town people even though they didn’t know Taehyung’s tribe’s secrets.

For you, being with Taehyung was the most natural thing. He was your childhood love that transformed into something bigger, but as magical as always. Now, you knew him very well; he was a good man that could turn into a big puppy.

Taehyung’s supernatural nature had a very traditional family aspect built into it. His tribe had become your second family with endless fun, dirty dishes and no leftovers. Taehyung’s tribe was his source of information about his nature. However, as human mates were rare, their nature wasn’t fully unknown. So, when your first heat came up, Taehyung was shocked at what to do.

Well, he obviously knew what to do, but it didn’t expect you to have longer and more desperate heats as if your human body didn’t know how to process the superhuman urges.

You were doing anything that a wolf would do. You were rutting against his limbs, sniffing him so deeply and licking all over his skin while burning with passion and leaking all over yourself. It was debilitating to the point where you said it was worse than your period.

When he brought this up to Yoongi, his older brother emotionlessly commented, “Stop complaining. It’s not something you can’t keep up with.” Yoongi had a human mate but he wasn’t helping since he was very secretive with his partner. Despite everything, Taehyung had never seen someone have this much strong heat.

It also didn’t help that you were so small for him. Tiny, itsy bitsy compared to him, way softer. You could only take only half of him when you tried your best and kept asking for more while Taehyung watched your juicy cunt stretch around him. Oh, then you smelled literally intoxicating. You alerted him with your naughty pheromones and turned him into a sex machine every single month.

You pleaded again, this time hands holding his collar. You tried to shake Taehyung with every word. “I want it to hurt. I- I just want you in me, okay? Fuck me, finger me- Fucking fist me! I just need you in me, Taehyung, please….”

It was difficult for him as it was difficult for you. “You dirty princess.” Taehyung ever so slightly pulled your hair from the root, making your eyes roll back with pleasure. You followed his pull and climbed to his lap. Your lips immediately found his neck, licking it like a little kitten, rather than a scary wolf.

Taehyung fisted his hand on his lap, “You want me to fist you?” He laughed a bit too dangerously. “You can’t even take three of my fingers without crying, you dirty girl.”

His dirty talk was sweet nothings to your ears. As soon as your lips hit his smooth skin you were gone. It was very convenient that he was always burning hot so you lost your shirts in seconds.

“You don’t have a bra on?” He hissed when your bare skin hit him through his skirt. “No? Why would I need extra layers?” You mumbled while your lips sucked his neck a big red bruise.

Taehyung’s voice grumbled in his throat as you begged him further. “Take me to our bed, Tae…” Your voice was so weak and desperate. Taehyung followed your request.

When his back hit the bed, you were back to ravaging him crazy. “Take it off, for fucks sake!” You complained when his cardigan tangled everywhere.

Taehyung airily laughed, “Don’t say bad words!” He spanked you with his large hand. You cried out fake tears. “What do you want, baby?” He asked as he watched you grind against his crotch mindlessly.

“I- i… I feel so horny for you, baby.” You cried again, fingers digging at his soft skin.

“Ride me until you are satisfied, okay?” He cooed your face as you got him out of his boxers and hovered over him.

You were trying to get him ready as if he needed to. He was fucking ready for you before he knocked on the front door. His nose picked up on your smell, and his wolf brain realised his mate needed to be impregnated.

“Tae…” You sighed as your soaked pussy touched his flaming hot tip. He immediately oozed some precum for you. You rubbed his head against your sensitive lips and whined, “Ahh, so good.” You let his dick go as it could stand by itself. You held Taehyung’s shoulders with both your hands and nestled his cock between your pussy lips. You were too eager but not stretched enough, you glided against his cock, and let his head hit your clit as you experienced pure bliss.

Thankfully, Taehyung’s wolf nature came with strong stamina even though he felt himself spending after a night with you.

“Good job…” He whispered as your cries subdued with the contact. His body drugged you like a sweet painkiller. “All you need is my dick, right?” He helped you glide over his dick.

You hummed, “Yes… It is all...” You slurred. His pretty cockhead was bumping right against your clit as you leaked all over him. Taehyung was glad that your heartbeat calmed down a little bit. Your body was decently relaxed on top of him, but you still shivered from pleasure.

“My sweet girl…” Taehyung caressed your face and got your hair out of your face. You basically purred into his skin. “You feel amazing, Taetae…”

Your eyes were closed, your hands on Taehyung’s shoulders to get a good grip to glide yourself on him. You were focused on the pleasure.

A smile covered your face, you let out a giggle. “Taetae…” You moaned his nickname out. A few giggles left your mouth.

“What is my darling?” Taehyung asked attentively as your body gently twitched in his hold. Taehyung felt your juices slowly seep out and cover his dick. You made him sticky with your cunt. Your giggles now made more sense.

You slowly let yourself lay on Taehyung’s chest, “I came Taetae.” You still had the most alluring giggle on your lips.

“You just cum, baby?” He was intrigued. When you nodded like a jello in his arms, he decided to tease you. “But it has only been three minutes, baby?”

Again, you gave him a sweet giggle, picked yourself up again and continued to pleasure yourself without caring about Taehyung’s poor dick getting drenched.

Taehyung then realised what he was in… You continued to ride him for multiple orgasms.

“Taehyung, oh, baby!” Taehyung wanted to pray for his God as you moaned out loud for the umpteenth time. You were holding his large hands as he supported you as you jumped on his dick like a crazy woman. “Y-you’r- s-so good! Oh- my!” You folded over his body once again as your cunt clenched over him again. You let his hands go as you lay over him, breathing frantically against his neck.

“Did you cum again, baby?” He asked hoarsely. His throat was dry from watching your goddess body ride him like you were obliged to. You rubbed your face to his neck, a sob left your mouth. “Yes, I did. I can’t stop, Taetae…” You confessed ever shy. Your pussy wasn’t shy at all. She was glamorously covering him in your sweet slick, squeezing him for his worth and cumming endlessly.

“How many times did you cum, baby?” His hands caressed your lower back. He was tempted to spank your ass but the way you shake in his arms stopped him. “S-so many times…” You murmured and you picked yourself up again. Despite your messy hair and make-up and overstimulated state, you sat back up, intertwined hands and started riding him again. You were slow this time, but your thighs were more separated now, giving you a deeper angle to take him. Most of your thrusts were irregular as you got comfortable with the depth. Nevertheless, Taehyung was holding his orgasm vigorously.

“Ah, f-fuck!” You squeezed Taehyung’s hand, your face crumbled in a cry. “You feel s-so big!” Your hips halted with their jumping motion and you started to swirl your hips around. A high-pitched whine followed your actions. “Y-you are so long, fuck!”

Taehyung was deep inside you. He could feel how you moved around to feel every inch of him. “Ggg-” Taehyung only could give you a low growl. “Getting a good feel of me, heh?” He asked. If you weren’t holding his hands this tightly, he would have given your ass a strong spank, or to your delicious boobs.

“Yes, baby…” You arched back, Taehyung was sure that he hit the correct place. When you repeated your cute little swirl over and over again, he was sure that you were cumming again.

“Tae…” Taehyung felt his cock getting flooded by your cum once again. The worst thing was he desperately both needed to cum and didn’t want to cum.

“Baby… Are you–” He was enamoured by your pleasure. Despite losing your mind a few orgasms ago, you still had the audacity to play with him.

“Are you mad at me, Taetae?” You pouted with his dick bulging your stomach. Your one hand caressed his face. Taehyung could see your act from a mile away so he bucked his hips up to you.

“Ahh, so biggg…” Your face crumbled in a second with a hazy burn. “You are so deep, baby.” You clawed at his shoulders but didn’t pull him out.

“Mhmm, I am going again…” You gulped, your hips going at their full speed. As your high reached again, you let yourself fall into Taehyung’s chest and cried a full orgasm out in his arms. The sight of your face fully comforted in pleasure was too arousing for Taehyung that he flooded your soppy cunt with his seed. As Taehyung came, his hips moved slightly and yes, feeling him cum you gave him another small orgasm.

“Bab-y, how on earth?” He asked you with a strained voice. It took everything in him not to continue slamming you stupidly on his cock.

“I-Iam sorry, it-’s just that- you know my hea-t makes me like this…” You dared to apologise while subtly continuing to ride his softened cock.

“Don’t ever apologise!” Taehyung warned you. What the fuck you were apologising for? For riding him like a good girl?

You shrugged with a pout. “You should have never let me fuck you. Now, I don’t want to stopp-” Your hands find their places on Taehyung’s shoulders. You could easily hold onto the bed and fuck yourself but no, you had to touch him.

“I fucking love it when you are like this…” Taehyung hissed through overstimulation. You were the one who fucking came back-to-back and yet he was the little overstimulated bitch.

“You do?” You hummed as your hips sped up.

“Fuck, yes!” Taehyung gave you a well-deserved spank on your ass.

“Ah, don’t hit me! I am s-so sensitive…” You whined; your pout was still on.

Taehyung rubbed the spot, feeling a little bit guilty. “Mhmm, you are my sensitive little baby, aren’t you?” You nodded; head thrown back.

“You can’t make your cunt stop cumming… Oh, sweet baby.” Taehyung cooed your face in his palm. You nuzzled against his hand. So, you wanted to ride him like a starved slut and still act like a pampered princess. Okay, he could do that.

“Do you like it this slow, baby?” He asked gently, his hand dropping to your waist. “Yes, I-I love it…”

“How does it feel?” He breathlessly asked.

“Like… like I am on top of the world.” You mumbled, speaking true from your mind. Taehyung felt his heart stutter. “Is that so? Do you like using my dick for your pleasure? Come on, baby, use me nice and good” You cried listening to him. He was yours to use, yes. He was all yours. “I-I am h-having f-fun with yo-r dick.” You nodded while your hips worked their magic to make him hit your G spot.

Taehyung chuckled, “Yes, you have so much fun, baby. I can tell by how many times you came.” You hissed when he tried to fasten your hips. You needed your own pace and so Taehyung opted for simply caressing your waist with his warm large hands when you whined.

“Your hands feel so warm…so big…” You took a big breath and continued. “A-and your body… s-so big and s-safe for me… I love y-you so muc-h.” While you confessed, tears streamed down your face like an overstimulated baby girl you are. Your hands caressed his honey skin, feeling his silky-smooth body.

“Y/N…” Taehyung breathed out your name slowly and dragged every single syllable. He was getting close to his orgasm again but he didn’t want to end your fun by cumming too soon.

“Taehyung…” You mimicked him, voice entrenched in pleasure.

“Baby, I will cum, very soon.” He whispered. He felt like you needed a warning.

“Me too!” You cried. “You will make me cum again! That’s s-so…”

Taehyung couldn’t bear your slow impaired pace so he started pounding you from where he lay. “Baby…” Your figure immediately shook and you couldn’t hold yourself up on Taehyung’s lap. When you laid over Taehyung, he wrapped his arms around you. He had more control over the position despite having your entire body over him.

His ragged, low grunts filled your ear. “Yo-r moans…” Your whimpers made him grunt even more. “I-i could c-cum j-st listenin- you, Taetae… You-r ss-sexy…”

Taehyung squeezed your ass, “Do it then baby.” He talked behind his gritted teeth. “You did come a handful of times, yeah? Why don’t you cum for me again? Let me see how your eyes roll back.” He was mean. He fucking knew what his words did to you. He knew his voice was the reason why you whined like a little slut. “Taetae…” You whined his nickname out with a big sigh and shook in his arms.

“Pretty girl, cum for me like that.” Taehyung followed your orgasm with his and exploded inside you. You ride him through his orgasm despite the overstimulation. He felt so creamy and snuggly when he came. He always gifted you so many good sensations so you retaliated back. “Thank you, baby.” You whispered in his ear while your hips worked subtly. You kissed his forehead. “Thank you, thank you, thank you for-” You hiccuped while Taehyung kept cumming endlessly as you rode him out. “You had so much cum for me…” Your voice was so quiet as if you were afraid that someone would hear you. Taehyung answered only with a grunt and lay with afterglow. You laid back on him fully and cuddle him with his softened dick still inside you.

“Please don’t move…” You whimpered when he tried to move. “I want to stay like this for the rest of the night.” And you did.

Taehyung was well accustomed to having you sleep on top of him so he fell into a deep slumber after his brain got washed up with sex chemicals. You were drugging his mind so sweetly that he was addicted to you.

As if you could hear his thoughts, you gently twitched in his arms, clearly waking up. He didn’t open his eyes. “Mhmm…” You moaned. Right then your walls clenched on his soft dick. It felt amazing like his dick getting a hug from your juicy walls. Then, you picked yourself up from his chest. You have drooled on his chest. “Ah!” You winced in pain right as you pulled Taehyung out of you. Taehyung always wondered what you were up to when he was sleeping.

When you pulled Taehyung’s cock out, cum that was plugged into you dripped out to his thighs. It was both an erotic and messy sight. Your womanhood didn’t feel good, your entire midriff was sore. You rolled off Taehyung’s large frame and your back hit the bed after hours of extreme sporty activity that was riding Taehyung.

You looked over his handsome face. All of his muscles were relaxed. He wasn’t frowning, clenching his teeth or anything. He was sleeping like your cute bear. You couldn’t help your heart swell for him. Your lips wanted to peck that gorgeous face. Taehyung and you did dive into a little bit of somnophilia, but nothing fully. You would never say no to waking up Taehyung's tongue in between your legs. So, you were comfortable giving him an innocent kiss on his forehead. You brushed his fluffy hair back and kissed his forehead again. You murmured something but Taehyung couldn’t catch it. When Taehyung thought you were getting up, he felt another kiss. This time on his shoulder. Another kiss was granted to him in seconds. They were so gentle, almost like a feather tickling his skin. You snuggled to his side while giving him some small kisses. It was more for you to get up and have some motivation to clean yourself.

When you got up, Taehyung sneakily peeked. You were rushing to the bathroom with your hand cupping your sex so that nothing would leak. It was so fucking hot. Taehyung considered getting up and joining you, but he decided to stay in. It was one of the best decisions he made tonight because when you joined back to him on the bed a few minutes later, you showered him with gentle kisses. It was like you couldn’t get enough of him. You always said this would be the last but pressed another kiss only seconds later.

“Sleep well, my Taetae bear.” This time Taehyung heard your voice. Then, you snuggled him again and threw your one leg over him. Taehyung fell asleep after that. The last thing he remembered was how you played with his fingers. You lay next to Taehyung, your head resting on his shoulder as you listened to his gentle snoring. The rhythmic sound vibrated through the room, creating a soothing ambience that lulled you into a state of tranquillity.

As you gazed at Taehyung's peaceful face, you couldn't help but feel a rush of affection for the man lying beside you. His snoring was like a sweet lullaby to your ears, a reminder of his presence and the comfort he brings to your life.

You watched as his chest rose and fell with each breath, vibrating with the gentle snores that escaped his lips. It was a symphony of sound that intertwined with your love for him. In this simple act of slumber, Taehyung radiated an aura of vulnerability and warmth that captivated you.

Unable to resist, your hand reached out to gently trace the contours of his face, your fingers gliding across his cheek with tender adoration. You marvelled at the way his snores continued uninterrupted.

As your lips pressed softly against his temple, you felt a surge of tenderness swell within you. It was a pure and profound love that filled your heart, a love that was intensified by the gentle snores that escaped his lips. At this moment, you are overwhelmed by the depth of your emotions, a deep-seated yearning to protect and cherish him. And with that realization, you close your eyes, feeling a sense of peace wash over you, as you drift into a blissful sleep, cradled by the gentle serenade of Taehyung's snoring.

Morning came fast and early. You snuggled to his side; Taehyung didn’t want to get up despite being awake for hours. It was his turn to watch you sleep. He spent the entire morning pressed against you, titties he adored only a reach away from his hand. If you didn’t look so comfortable wrapped in his arms, he would selfishly pull himself back and drown in your titties. Until your sleeping figure decided it was over, Taehyung cuddled you back. He wanted his every day to be like this.

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pedge-page · 3 months

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Plushies!Drabble: Sweet Kitten

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Plushie!Joel sleeping on his belly with his Kitty squishmellow as his secondary pillow, all buried under his nose. And he sniffles a little and wakes up, inhaling it more deeply. Eyes go wide. He recognizes an instant problem.

You wake up to frantic pounding on your door at 3:40am. Rubbing your eyes, you saunter over and turn the knob, only for Joel to rush in, pick you up and carry you like its nothing over to your bed.

"What the f--"

You're barely awake enough to resist his hungry kisses, rubbing his thigh thigh between your legs and nudging your clit with his knee. His mouth devours yours, licking and biting along your neck and groping your tits under your sleep shirt, HIS shirt he likes that you sleep in.

It's not until you start moaning under his touch, and rubbing your cunt against him that he finally pants, "You wet for me baby?" While nipping your lobe.

You nod, shivering with arousal. A little more awake and ready for Joel to soothe the achy problem he's now created deep in your puss--

He's tossing you on the bed in the blink of an eye, grabbing something large that had been protruding out of his back pocket and shoves its plush softness between your thighs.

"Good. Get ta grindin'."

It's Joel's Kitty plush.

You're a little confused, but he doesn't have time for your thoughts as he's fisting it into your wet naked mound and rubbing it along your folds.

"Cmon, angel. Know you can soak it with ya little kitty puss puss." He keeps licking along your chest. There's something a little desperate in his eyes, a little agitated in his voice. And you now realize, with his tongue biting between his teeth while obsessively watching your little folds part and your nub catch along the soft fluff, that he just wanted to get you riled up so you could add a fresh coat of pussy slick to his Kitty plush that had been lacking your scent for some time.

Horny, tired, a little too unbothered to scold him, you get on your knees and start humping the plush again, with Joel holding your hands. He's whispering praises like "fuck, look so pretty rubbing that slutty little cunt all over Kitty like that." "Such a sweet pussy, can't wait to lick it all up." "Give daddy all your naughty juices, I want you to soak that little fucker up" "You could piss on this and I'd still take it, just wanna stain your scent on my Kitty forever."

His eyes watch the entire time, transfixed as the plush slowly darkens from wetness with each rock of your hips.

Eventually your little high pitch whimpers lead way to your orgasm, falling forward and clutching Joel's big strong form for dear life as you spasm on your Kitty plushie, rubbing your slick all over its face with little aftershock rolls of your hips.

"Good girl, fuck yeah, that's it, keep gushin'. My good little slutty girl."

It's all over so quickly. He grabs the Kitty, shoves it in his face and inhales the wet patch on its fur, grunting satisfactorily. He collapses forward on your bed and almost instantly falls alseep as your pussy juice and Kitty's plush suffocate him.

Left abandoned, your clit twitches, legs spread with a slight sticky mess, wondering what the fuck that was about.

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mattmurdock42 · 2 months

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Feather! D!addy Cavill.

Note: I do hope this helps someone.

W/c: 600

Warnings: body insecurities, angst, lots of fluff, d!ddy Cavill

You woke up on top of your daddy bear. You slept on his chest while he rubbed your back.It made you both sleep faster. However, you always got off of his chest while falling asleep, you didn't want to hurt him with your weigh. Altought, last night, you fall asleep completely and forgot to get off.

You woke in a jump, making Henry sigh and shift a little under you. You support you weigh on your knees and hands on the bed and prepares to get off of him, but suddenly, you feel his hands holding togheter at your back.

"You are not going anywere, kitten." He said with a groggy voice.

You try to get up but you just can´t.

"Come back to where you were." He commands. His eyes still close.

You knew you weren´t the skinny tipe. After all, 176 pounds were something considerable. You needed to get off.

"I need to go to the bathroom, daddy." You lied.

He lets you go.

You get up and goes to the bathroom. You flush the toilet and wash your hands and face. As you lay down on the bed again, he spoke.

"Come back to where you were, baby girl."

"Lets just go back to sleep, bear." You say as you lay on your side and turns your back to him.

You feel him shift behind you. Suddenly, you feel one of his hands around your waist and the other on your back, pushing you to the middle of the bed. He straddles your waist and pinn your wrists above your head. He leans and look into your eyes. "Weren´t you comfortable? I said for you to come back. Give me one reason to not do so." He sais with a little anger in his eyes.

"It´s just that, i´ll hurt to. I´m heavy. You´ll feel pain during the day if i do so. And i don´t wanna you hurt." You say as you look to his chest, his body hair tangled from the night before.

"Hey, daddy´s girl. You are not heavy, you hear me? I can´t believe you though such thing!" He chuckled.

He let your wrists go and got out of bed. He stood at the foot of the bed and reached a hand for you.

"Come here. Let me show you how heavy you are."

He guides you to lay on the bed. He wrapps a belt around your waist and commands you to hugh your legs. He puts one hand inside the belt and, before you could tell, he lift you in the air, with just one arm. You looked incredulous at him.

"See, kitten. Daddy's got you. Let me show you something else." He sat on a chair in a corner and ordered for you to seat on his feet. You hesitaded for a moment, but you did as said as you saw he wasn´t for jokes now.

"Hugh my legs." As you did, he lift his legs and you with them. You were bracing for dear life. "When i say you don´t weigh, it´s because you don't weigh." He said angry, mostly because you desafiated him.

"Now come back to where you were, or maybe you will be corrected like naughty girls are, tonight, kitten."

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loveneversleepss · 4 months

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Santa Tell Me (Naughty version)

Pairing: Lee Know x female reader, established relationship

Genre: Christmas stuff

Warnings: 18+ mature content, kissing, unprotected sex, slapping, choking, pet names.

Regular version here.. kinda short ik😓

MERRY CHRISTMAS!!

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You push him onto his back as you crawled into his lap, straddling him. “Baby..” you lean down to kiss him, igniting your internal fires. “I want you.. please?” You mumble against his lips, he indulges you and holds you tightly. "Now I can get my real present.." He mumbles against your lips as you nod and smile against his lips. He pushes you on your back softly as he makes himself comfortable on top of you.

He begins to tear off your shirt like wrapping paper. Throwing it off to the side as his kisses flows down your body. It feels so good but you have your own idea in mind. A sudden urge of dominance, as you notice the unbuckling of his pants. You spring up, and push him down below you, getting on top of him.

He’s not opposed to this movement, he actually enjoys it. He smirks at you as you pull off his pants. “What’s so funny?” You finally notice his smile, you tilt your head. He shakes his head, “you never want to be top..” It’s true, you let him do all the work often. “Well.. I wanted to give you a good Christmas,” and with that you kiss him. While slowly gliding yourself down his length. You two slowly moan in each other’s mouth as it satisfied you both. You begin to move your hips, as his hands explore your breasts. He pinches your nipples which causes you to jerk forward at the sensation.

The friction is starting to feel just right. His lower lip goes between his teeth, showing that it feels good for him too. "Y/n," he looks up at you through his hooded eyes, he holds your hips still. You know it isn’t easy for him to let you do this either, to resist the temptation to pound into you. “I can’t.. I want..” You shush him, covering his lips with your finger. “My turn remember?” He pouts like a baby while you continue your hip movements. You drag your hand down to choke him softly, not enough so he can’t breathe or talk. His mouth drops open as you begin to go faster and faster with your hips. “Fuck, please.” He grips onto your shoulders but you knock off his hands as yours place on his chest.

You begin to scratch at his chest as the feeling builds up inside you, his groans slip out of his mouth so easily. You close your eyes and feel the warmth of him more. “I’m sorry baby,” he whispers as you feel yourself getting picked up. Your face gets mushed into sheets but you could care less. You knew at some point he would want to be dominate again. You earn a burning sensation of a slap on your ass, you moan in delight. He grips a bundle of your hair in his fist, bringing your face off the sheets. "You're gonna be a good girl for me, right?" You nod your head like crazy, doing and saying he wants.

He begins to pound into you, hard. It makes your whimper aloud and scratch at the sheets. “Shh, it’s okay baby,” he whispers into your ear. You feel a finger circle your sensitive bud as you try to crawl away. He brings you closer to him and holds you down again. “Imma make you feel good kitten, don’t run away from me.” He begins the movements again which make you squirm under him. The pleasure begins to build up for you. You begin to shake as he abuses your clit.

Him pounding your walls, hitting you in your g-spot perfectly hurts and feels so good at the same time. You can hear the bed start to shake as you realize whoever has the room next to you is suffering. “Fuck, baby,” you know he’s starting to get close so you try to focus more on the pleasure. “Lee know,” you coo at him to encourage him. You feel a knot in your stomach and cry out. You want it so bad, then with one more stroke, you hit it.

You don’t remember what happened next, just sheets in your face. You woke up with Lee know laying next to you. You smile as your fingers touch his face. “You okay baby?” He asks you as you nod with a content smile. “Never better.”

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imyourbratzdoll · 10 months

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I have a request for Lloyd fucking reader wuth random objects (perhaps with some impact play and use of kitten as petname)

Thanks doll!!

hello honey, I apologise for taking so long. I hope you like it.

summary - your husband decides to test something on you.

warning - smut, food play, impact play, spanking, squirting.

18+ only please, the gif I use isn't mine, divider by @newlips

“Listen, Kitten. I’ve heard about people fucking themselves with these. So, we’re going to test it out.” Lloyd states, holding up a cucumber and spanking your glistening cunt with his other hand. You nod, unable to speak as your mouth is stuffed with your knickers. His darkened eyes move down to your cunt, and he smirks. “I don’t even need to prepare you. You’re such a slut, getting wet just by the thought of me fucking you with this.”

Your whine is muffled, and your back arches, trying to push your hips closer, needing to be filled. Your eyes plead with Lloyd, needing him. You could feel your cunt throb with need, leaking with arousal as your eyes moved down to the vegetable in his large hands. Your heart begins to pound from excitement as he moves toward you, rubbing it against your puffy clit. Your eyes roll to the back of your head as Lloyd moves the cucumber down to your throbbing entrance and pushes in, stretching your walls.

“Fuck! Look how well your tiny little cunt takes it. Are you thinking of my cock, Kitten? You think you’d be able to fit both in there?” Lloyd groans, moving the cucumber back and forth as he begins to fuck you with it. The sight of your cunt swallowing the whole thing causes his cock to twitch and throb, staining his pants as precum leaks out of his red tip. Lloyd picks up his pace, pounding it into you, loving how your back arches and the little squeals that escape your mouth. “Jesus, Kitten. You’re so fucking hot.” You gasp as his hand flies down and smacks your puffy clit, smirking as your eyes disappear into the back of your head. “Are you going to cum for me, Kitten? Be the naughty little slut you are.” You nod, gripping the sheets beneath you as your back arches, hips push closer to him, and your juices squirt out of you, covering Lloyd.

Your body slumps onto the mattress, and you tiredly close your eyes. You hum as Lloyd removes the cucumber from your cunt, and your knickers from your mouth. He sticks his fingers into his mouth, groaning as he tastes you before cleaning you up and heading into the kitchen to prepare dinner. You wake a while later and walk out of the bedroom. “Lloyd?” You squint, blinking away the sleep. You watch your husband in the kitchen, humming at how good he looks.

Lloyd turns and smirks. “Hey, Kitten. It’s good to see you awake. Are you hungry?” You nod, walking over to him and wrapping your arms around his waist as you plant your face into his back. “I’m making something real special. It’ll be ready soon.”

You hum again, taking in his smell and the food he is cooking. Your eyes move across the counter and land on the ends of a cucumber discarded to the side. “Lloyd… Did you?”

His eyes move to where you are looking, knowing you would’ve noticed them, and he chuckles. “Of course, Kitten. You taste so good, and I couldn’t let it go to waste.” You feel your cheeks heat up, causing you to bury your face into his back.

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rookthorne · 11 months

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⠄⠂⠁⠁⠂⠄⠄⠂ 𝐒𝐢𝐭 𝐏𝐫𝐞𝐭𝐭𝐲

It was a game you loved to play: targeting their weaknesses to see how fast they’d fracture and snap — taking you down with them. This time, however, you got much more than you bargained for.

჻჻჻჻჻჻჻჻ 𝒑𝒂𝒊𝒓𝒊𝒏𝒈 ➣ Bodyguard!CW!Bucky Barnes x F!Reader x Bodyguard!Winter Soldier

჻჻჻჻჻჻჻჻ 𝒘𝒐𝒓𝒅 𝒄𝒐𝒖𝒏𝒕 ➣ 1.8k

჻჻჻჻჻჻჻჻ 𝒘𝒂𝒓𝒏𝒊𝒏𝒈𝒔 ➣ Fluff ჻჻჻ SMUT: Dom!James, Sub!Bucky, Sub!Reader, fingering (M + F receiving), unprotected piv ჻჻჻ KINKS: Sergeant, praise, so much dirty talk

჻჻჻჻჻჻჻჻ 𝒂𝒖𝒕𝒉𝒐𝒓 𝒏𝒐𝒕𝒆 ➣ Well, this got away from me. I blame them, wholeheartedly.

჻჻჻჻჻჻჻჻ 𝒂𝒏𝒕𝒉𝒆𝒎 ➣ Cravin' by Stileto, Kendyle Paige

჻჻჻჻჻჻჻჻ 𝒆𝒗𝒆𝒏𝒕 ➣ @buckybarnesevents Hot Bucky Summer ჻჻჻ Week 1 — Lingerie — Masterlist

𝐒𝐭𝐚𝐲𝐚 𝐕𝐨𝐥𝐤𝐨𝐯 𝐌𝐚𝐬𝐭𝐞𝐫𝐥𝐢𝐬𝐭

The days blurred together — either you were lazing in the living room, draped across Bucky and James’ laps and watching cheesy rom coms (much to their annoyance), or you were tangled in someone’s arms while the other attacked every last sense you had with touch and filthy words.

Today was no different, you decided. Especially since you had chosen to combine two deadly forces — Bucky’s red Henley, and James’ favourite set of lingerie.

The thought of what they were going to do to you made an ache settle deep in your cunt — an impossible to ignore emptiness making itself known.

Quiet chatter filled the otherwise silent hallway that led to the kitchen, your feet padding on the tiled floor until you came to a stop in the doorway, when the conversation halted. James was leaning against the counter, his chest covered by a black shirt and his arms crossed, holding a steaming cup of coffee. The heat in his gaze as he stared at you pinned you in place.

The tension was broken by the sound of Bucky’s mug hitting the counter a bit too enthusiastically. You looked at him and smiled shyly. He was shirtless and wearing a pair of grey sweats that hung low on his hips.

You cleared your throat, and slowly walked forward, stretching your arms out to Bucky for your morning hug. “G’mornin’,” you said as Bucky crushed you to his chest, swaying side to side gently. “Wha’s for breakfast?”

“Kisa, darling,” James started, his tone of forced calm. “Breakfast is you.”

“Oh-” You tried, but yelped when Bucky picked you up with a growl, forcing you to sit on the edge of the counter. “Wait!”

Bucky grinned wickedly, crowding into your space and forcing your knees apart so they’d rest either side of his hips, making you whimper. The ploy had worked, the combination of their weaknesses had sent them feral.

“You know what that does to us, sweetheart,” Bucky purred, his grip on your hips bruising with the force. “What d’you say, Jamie? What should we do with such a naughty girl?”

James appeared at Bucky’s shoulder, his chin resting in the juncture of his neck. There was a menacing glint in his bright eyes, and you gulped. “Fuck her, moy d'yavol. You know how she likes it. Make her scream.”

Two identical predatory grins beamed at you, and your breath became laboured, the band around your chest suddenly tightening in the wolves teeth. “I- Oh, god.”

Heat bloomed over your skin as Bucky pounced, attaching his lips to your pulse point with the lethal precision of a wolf hunting a lamb, and sucked feverishly. “Fuck,” you moaned, squirming in his grip.

“Ah, ah, kisa,” James snapped from somewhere far away, you couldn’t tell, couldn’t breathe under Bucky’s pleasure. “You sit still for us, you want to be a good kitten for us, don’t you?”

“Yeah, yeah- Please,” you gasped. The sudden pressure of Bucky’s fingers on your thigh made you jolt in surprise.

“If you destroy her panties, d’yavol,” James started, a low growl in his throat. The lace moved against your skin and you heaved for breath until the fabric sat snug in the apex of your thigh, leaving your cunt bare.

“I fuckin’ won’t, punk,” Bucky said, a little too smugly. “Fuck you.”

James glared, and you moaned loudly, lost in the feel of Bucky’s fingers as the moved with practised ease over your clit and down- “Fuck, sweetheart, so wet for me already, huh?” You whined in response, growing desperate. “Shh, baby, I’ve gotchu,” he murmured, crowding closer. “Jus’ lemme in, sweetheart, lemme in your tight fuckin’ pussy like a good girl.”

“Bucky! J-James, oh fuck-” You sobbed, the sudden burn of Bucky pushing in and filling you to the hilt was too much, encapsulating you in a scorching heat as Bucky panted into your neck, James cooing right next to you. “Please!”

“Aw, darling, you’re okay,” James whispered, and you watched through hooded eyes as his hand reached for your cheek, his thumb brushing gently over the skin. “You’re taking Bucky so well, such a good girl.”

“Oh, fuck, is she ever,” Bucky groaned. His loose hair tickled your chest as he moved, mouthing and nipping at the skin over your collarbone. “So fuckin’ tight too, god–your cunt is just suckin’ me in, isn’t she?”

“Move, Bucky,” James teased, a brow raised. “Or do you need some incentive?”

“The fuck you mean incentive- Shit!”

It would have been comical, had you been coherent enough to take in the fact that James – the sneaky bastard, had run his hand down Bucky’s back and down his ass, and if going by the cut off whine and stuttered moan Bucky breathed into your neck, was where James’ incentive was coming from.

“You sonofabitch, Jamie- Good god,” Bucky groaned, his hips grinding into yours and forcing his cock deeper. The action forced a hiccuped moan from your lips and you grabbed Bucky’s shoulders. “Fuck, sweetheart, you’re s-so tight.”

James chuckled darkly and stepped closer, his tented sweats pressing tightly against your leg. “He’s not moving, is he, kisa?” Blearily, you looked at James, eyes widening as Bucky shifted and started to thrust shallowly. “I seem to remember telling him he had to make you scream, isn’t that right?”

“Yes,” you whined, and James stared at the side of Bucky’s head with a smouldering glare, causing his pace to falter.

“If you can’t fuck our girl like she deserves, Sergeant,” James growled, that same stare burning even hotter. “Step aside and let me make her scream.”

“Fuck,” Bucky grit out, his hips slamming forward. The force punched a moan from your lungs and you whimpered as he pulled back, only to slide back on the counter when he drove forward again.

“That’s it, Sergeant,” James cooed, his bicep tensing and relaxing, tensing and relaxing – each tense causing a sharp thrust forward and a moan to fall from Bucky’s lips. “Good boy, keep going–you have your orders, now make her fucking scream.”

“Ah!” The grin brushing against your neck told you the bastard was loving this, and you could only moan with each pump of his cock, each bite and soothing lick on your neck making it so damn hard to breathe. “Bucky, please!”

“You feel s’good, baby,” Bucky moaned, his breath heavy and hot in your ear. “Like you were jus’ made for me, weren’t you?”

“Us,” James corrected sharply, and Bucky keened, swearing loudly. “Get it right, Sergeant.”

“Stop doing that, you-” A loud gasp cut off Bucky’s retort and you shuddered – James had forced Bucky’s hips forward until he was grinding against that spot so perfectly. “‘M tryin’ to fuck her-”

“Not good enough,” James snapped, and his eyes met yours, something sinister flashing in them with what he saw. “Oh, kisa, is that the spot?” He cooed, his voice much softer. “Did Bucky find it, darling?”

“Need more, please, please don’t stop,” you begged, grabbing Bucky’s shoulders as he bit your neck, soothing it with a kiss. “I wanna cum on your cock, Bucky, please!”

Both Bucky and James moaned at that, and something snapped between them – a renewed energy that you weren’t sure you were ready for.

“Oh, sweetheart,” Bucky murmured, his breath hitching as he kissed you hungrily. You tried to follow his lead but you hiccuped at the sudden pressure of James’ fingers against your clit, circling faster and faster- “James! Fuck, she’s- Oh, god!”

“Just sit pretty for us, kisa, darling, be a good girl,” James rasped, a deadly smirk creeping onto his lips. “Let Bucky do the work. I’ll help him just this once.”

“Fucking- God, Bucky! James!” You cried, gasping for air. Bucky was moaning loudly in your ear, and every time James’ fingers curled to brush against his prostate he whimpered, forcing his hips to pound into yours with abandon. “I’m gonna-”

“You’re gonna cum on my cock, baby, I wan’ it,” Bucky growled. You could just hear James hum an agreement, speeding his fingers up on your clit so they blurred. “Cum for us, sweetheart, gimme it, c’mon-” Bucky keened, his voice becoming a high, desperate whine. “Need you to cum, soak my cock, baby girl, please- Fuck!”

Sounds dulled around you – all you could hear was the blood in your ears and someone screaming while your body pulled taut and writhed. It was a shock to realise you were the one screaming, taking each and every thrust Bucky gave you. “S’good, sweetheart, tha’s it–good girl, give it to me,” Bucky moaned. “She’s forcin’ me out, fuck, need to stay in your cunt, baby, lemme in.”

Your high dragged on, drowning you as Bucky kept up the brutal pace. “B-Bucky, please,” you whimpered.

“Kisa,” James cooed, soft and sweet. “Such a sight you are–isn’t she, Sergeant?”

A low whine built in Bucky’s throat as you twitched through aftershocks, while a cheshire grin split James’ lips. You could just make out the tensing of James bicep, and you smiled lazily as Bucky kept going. “God fuckin’ dammit, James, if you-”

“You made her scream like the good boy you are,” James interrupted, grinning at you as he spoke. “I think he’s earned that reward. Do you agree, darling?”

“Mm,” you breathed, opening your legs just a fraction and tilting your hips. “I want you to cum, gimme it, Bucky.”

“Oh, god!” Bucky choked, panting harshly. “‘M gonna cum, fuck, please–Sweetheart, James, please!”

“Use her, Sergeant,” James growled, sending shivers up your spine. “Cum for me, now, Bucky.”

A loud shout echoed off the walls just as a warmth filled your cunt, triggering another wave of pleasure that stole your breath.

On impulse, you grabbed Bucky’s face and held it to your neck, moaning as he bit down again, though it did nothing to quiet the loud moans of him cumming.

“Easy, Buck,” you whispered, running a hand down his shoulder while he shuddered in your hold. James was still drawing his orgasm out with slow, deep flicks that dominoed into short thrusts into your heat. “Good boy, good boy, breathe.”

Bucky whined quietly and you glanced at James, who stopped and gently pulled his fingers free. “So fucking pretty, both of you,” he rumbled, pulling you into a deep kiss before pulling back and whispering against your lips, “So good for me.” Slowly, he stepped back and rested a hand on Bucky’s lower back.

“That was…” Bucky tried, moving to stand and kissing you on the forehead as he went. “Yeah, you’re in for it now, punk.” The loss of Bucky’s cock made you shiver, but the expression on Bucky’s face as he stared at James set the flames alight again.

“Me?” James raised a brow, a slight smirk on his lips – either apprehension, or arrogance, you couldn’t tell.

“Yeah, you,” Bucky affirmed, pulling his pants back up and tying the elastic tight. “Run.”

Your laughter echoed in the kitchen as James took off down the hall like a bullet, Bucky on his heels.

moy d'yavol = my devil

⠈⠂⠄ 𝐢𝐧𝐛𝐨𝐱 | 𝐥𝐢𝐛𝐫𝐚𝐫𝐲 | 𝐚𝐨𝟑 ⠄⠂⠁

⠈⠂⠄𝐦𝐚𝐬𝐭𝐞𝐫𝐥𝐢𝐬𝐭 | 𝐜𝐨𝐥𝐥𝐞𝐜𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧𝐬 ⠄⠂⠁

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xxladyballadxx · 7 months

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Touches and Kisses

Richter Belmont x f! reader (SMUT)

⚠︎ MINORS DNI ⚠︎

Summary: Richter makes love to you for the first time, showing how much he adores you. The two of you become very lovey dovey to each other while lovemaking.

An annoyed Maria shooed you both off, telling the two of you to get a bloody room. So Richter, your charming man, grabbed hold of your wrist and took you to his bedroom. You giggled innocently. Tera shakes her head while washing off the dishes as she secretly chuckles with a smile.

You cracked an endearing laugh, watching Richter lock his damn door so nobody comes in. He then joyfully tackles you to bed, tickling your neck with his sweet kisses. “Heavens, Richter! You can be such a boy sometimes!” you bubbled, your cuteness driving him crazy. Laughing so adorably. He continues to peck your neck, “You forget that I’m a man now, (Y/n)! You’re so bloody adorable, my sweet dove. It makes me happy seeing you smile. I love to hear you laugh like that”

This action caught him off surprised when you cupped his face and spoke in a very quiet, soft voice “Well then, Belmont…Why don’t you take off those clothes of yours and perhaps you would like to hear something…very harmonic?”

Now this made Richter all embarrassed but he smiled warmly anyway, “Only if you’re ready, (Y/n).” You gave him a reassuring little nod. So Richter takes all of his clothes off, you turned very red as you watched him.

He helped you with taking off your corset, untying the knots. Gentle kisses pressed to your shoulder as he does it. Richter slides down the top part of your dress while you’re on his bed, kissing you wildly. He began to play with your breasts, moans coming from you were like wonderful music to him. He planted his two fingers in the opening of your g-spot, circling around. “Oh, Richter…” more stimulating noises escaped your lips, drowning into his touch.

Holy Heavens, he’s actually very good at this.

“Allow me to show you much I fucking love you, my sweet dove.” Richter’s sexy voice had your heart racing to a rhythm. He kisses down between your breasts, making it straight down to your very wet spot.

Richter hooked his hands onto your thighs, devouring your sweet juiciness. His tongue swirling inside your fanny.

“Fuck…mmm…Ah!” your hands gripped the back of his head, holy sounds bouncing across the room. Your entire body felt electrified, being flooded by the feelings that you never truly felt before.

Finally, it was Richter’s turn to be eaten like a dessert. He spread out his legs confidently, motioning you to put your mouth onto that cock of his. You licked it first in a slow motion, making it towards the tip. The moment begins to heat up in such a sensation when you hold his cock with one hand, opening your mouth onto it. Your head swifting up and down, savoring the taste of him.

“Ahhh, (Y/n)….you're very fucking good at this…mmmm…holy fuck…” Richter crooned, his erotic moans sending you off to heaven. The two of you were filled with so much joy, this is what you both wanted to do for a long time. This is the chance where you two passionate lovebirds get to cherish the moment.

You laid down on your back, breathing out heavily with sweat. Richter inserted his sweet dripped cock into your cunt, your insides twisting. “Ahhh! Oh fuck…mmm…please fuck me, Richter! Please fuck me good!” You pleaded, moaning loud like a naughty kitten. Cries of joy crawling onto your face.

“Oh how I fucking love you begging for it, my sweet dove..” Richter murmured as he pressed a quick soft kiss to your lips, starting with a slow thrust and then speeds it up afterwards. You moved your hands onto his back, digging your nails into it while you felt your wobbly body melted gracefully, into a spiral of lust and ecstasy. Your sweet sounds of harmony drove Richter very wild, like a madman but in a good way.

Richter sped up a bit more. His whole sweating body rocking onto yours, reaching for the final climax. “Oh baby! I’m going to cum!” feeling the little amount of hot, pure milk dripping out of your anus.

“Cum for me, my love!” Richter shouted in excitement, “Fucking cum already!”

He gave a good smack to one of your buttcheeks. The tone of his cocky voice led you to making more pleasurable moans, as you entered your goal. You cummed, tensing up as you squirted out that nice, warm liquid across the silk. Richter slowly dragged out his cock from your sweet spot, wanting to lie down next to you.

“Are you alright, my love?” Richter caresses your reddened left cheek. You smiled at your silly man, giving a light kiss to the side of his forehead, “More than alright, Richter. That felt absolutely bloody amazing. I…I never felt this much…joy in my life…ever.” you placed your hand onto Richter’s bare chest, your head falling onto his shoulder.

“I’m the same, love. I will never forget this special moment we had together..” Says Richter in a soft, loving tone, hooking his arm under so you can lean on it, “I love you so fucking much, (Y/n).”

“Love you too, Richter.”

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As the starlit night falls graciously, you and Richter had a wash together, getting rid of that smell of sex. That way Maria doesn’t complain about it during dinner. Tera, however, seems to know what you and Richter were up to.

At the night of dinner, Richter made his little adopted sister very irritated and uncomfortable when he began to flirt with you mischievously. Tera couldn’t help but laugh. Maria gave a little kick towards Richter’s leg underneath.

“Hey!” Richter gave her a small frown as Maria stuck her tongue out, blowing a raspberry. You covered your lips and laughed. “Alright, you three, eat your food before it gets cold.” Tera commanded them.

You cleared your throat, continuing to put food in your mouth. Annoying Maria once more, Richter gave a slow swift kiss towards your cheek that caused you to jump a little. Maria stabbed her fork into her meat annoyingly and scowled, “Really?! Right in front of me, you wanker?!”

Richter died laughing, you rolled your eyes at his intolerable behavior but secretly smirked while facing away. Tera shakes her head with a small disappointing smile.

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Richter nuzzled up to you close in his bed, watching you sleep peacefully. He lifts his hand to caress your head in a gentle motion. He loves when you sleep by his side, it eases him.

You are his greatest gift of all and he will never let anyone have you.

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(A/n) - I'm so sorry for rushing this! (˚ ˃̣̣̥⌓˂̣̣̥ ) Still not very good at writing smuts these days. However I actually kinda enjoyed writing this. I was listening to Collide by Justin Skye (Solo version) while writing this, kept making up fake scenarios with Richter for some reason.. (づ_ど). I hope to write more of my hubby in the future, probably not a smut one since I'm shite at it.

UNTIL NEXT TIME 𓂃 ࣪˖ ִֶָ𐀔

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