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onlyhuis · 11 months

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behave!

member | jeonghan x f reader genre | smut word count | 2.1k synopsis | you like misbehaving, and jeonghan likes putting you in your place. even more so when you know you're being filmed. smut warnings | descriptions of female anatomy, mean dom jeonghan, hannie is a sadist but reader is a masochist so it works out, hate sex (spoiler: it's pretend!), heavy degredation mixed with praise, oral (reader receiving), some fingering, edging, one (1) ruined orgasm, sexual acts on camera, choking, marking, begging, spitting in reader's mouth, reader is a capital b Brat, some borderline pet play (??), maybe kinda bulge kink but only for a second, nicknames (slut, whore, bitch, puppy, angel, good girl), hannie is called sir a couple times, everything is shown to be consensual beforehand!! implied established relationship, aftercare, playful banter between hannie & reader, the ending is soft :) notes | this is payback for @duhnova and @onlymingyus because i love torturing you both. i wish i had more notes to say about this but i literally wrote it at 3am after i told yall i was going to sleep oopsies (also tagging @lovelyhan because you need to suffer too!!)

“smile for the camera, baby,” jeonghan grins mischievously, holding his phone in one hand as he traces his fingers over your stomach.

“fuck you, jeonghan!”

he tsks, index finger circling around your belly button. “you won’t get to, not with that attitude.”

you stay silent and give him a glare, watching as his fingers slowly travel lower, ghosting over your skin. he’s teasing, and both of you know it. but although there’s nothing you can do to stop it, you don’t even really want to.

he presses his hand flat against your stomach and automatically you let out a whimper, feeling the tension already beginning to build in your core and you’re not even halfway undressed yet. he relishes in your involuntary sounds, knowing that no matter how you pout and pretend to be angry with him and try to hide them from him, he knows your body like the back of his own hand and it won’t be long until he’s got you screaming his name.

he pushes harder and your hands grab at his wrist, unclear whether you’re trying to push him away or hold him in place to add even more pressure. you can’t help the way your legs slide further and further apart, wordlessly begging him to do more than he’s already doing, because it’s not enough.

“you feel that, baby?” he says, pressing the heel of his palm into your abdomen. “feel how empty you are?”

you keep your mouth shut, determined to continue being a brat as long as he’s got his camera out. you already know that watching this recording back the next time you’re horny will be a damn treat, and you’re enjoying riling him up just as much as he enjoys you doing it. misbehaving is half the fun, after all; and when the reward is so sweet, how could you resist?

jeonghan clicks his teeth, tsking at your lack of a response. “if you aren’t gonna talk, then i might as well just put this away and go on with my day. but i know my little whore wouldn’t like that, would they?”

“and why should i say anything to you?” you spit back at him, and your stomach jumps in anticipation when you see his eyes light up at your words.

his nostrils flare as he sets his phone down on the table, giving it no more than a half second of thought on whether or not he’s propped it up properly before he’s bending over you, face to face in a split second.

his hand is still flat against your stomach, and the tip of his nose presses against your cheek with how close he suddenly is to your face. his breath is warm on your lips, and your heart races as you try to guess what he’s about to say to you.

“because, i can just leave you here, soaking wet and painfully horny and it wouldn’t bother me one bit,” he says, “i know your adorable little panties are ruined right now and you’re dripping onto the fucking sheets. i could smell you a mile away like a bitch in heat, that’s how bad you want me. and if you keep acting like a fucking brat, you aren’t going to get any of me. is that clear?”

you nod without a word, knowing it’s not the reaction he wants and purposefully not giving it to him as a final act of defiance. you know him well enough to know he’s reaching the end of his patience, and you can’t keep up being a brat forever. not when you can see how thick the bulge in his pants is, not when you can see the veins popping out in his arms, not when you can see that look in his eyes when you know he’s going to fuck you so hard you’ll be feeling it for days afterward.

he sits up and his hand on your stomach flies to your chin, gripping it tightly. on instinct your lips part in compliance as he forces your jaw open and puckers his lips, violently spitting into your eagerly awaiting mouth.

he wipes the remnants of spit from around his mouth with the back of his free hand, still holding onto your jaw with his other. “when i say speak, i mean speak, bitch. if i say bark, you bark. use your words like a good puppy and i’ll reward you, but disobey me and i’ll make you regret every second of it.”

jeonghan lets go of your mouth and you exhale a shaky but excited breath, this time quick to give him an answer. “yes, sir.”

he leans over you to adjust his phone on the nightstand, eyes narrowing with a sly smile. “now that’s a good girl. see how easy that was?”

“yes, sir,” you answer again. you know this part of the routine; he doesn’t do rhetorical questions, and you know better than not to answer him now.

when he’s satisfied with the camera’s placement he leans back down over you, his lips just centimeters above yours. this time you can’t hide your whines, and he coos. “aw, sweetheart, did it hurt when i grabbed you? want me to kiss it better for you, my little angel?” there’s just enough sarcasm in his tone to know he doesn’t care whether or not it hurt, and he won’t kiss it better, no matter what your answer is.

again it’s a trick question, and again you know exactly what response he’s looking for. “no, sir,” you whisper, barely enough space between you and him for you to move your lips to speak. “i liked it. sir.”

he grins sadistically, pressing a gentle kiss to the corner of your mouth anyways. “what a good whore,” he praises, “taking what i give you so well.”

he moves on to your neck, biting roughly at the skin below your jaw and sucking for so long you’re sure he can feel your pulse jump each time a new bruise begins to form.

“jeonghan—” you gasp out his name as he moves lower to your collarbones, teeth scratching along your skin as he stares up at you through his pretty long lashes, never breaking the eye contact despite how you writhe beneath him.

“that’s a good girl,” he says, his mouth hovering over your nipple as he looks up at you. “let me hear all those pretty sounds you make. need to hear how good i’m making you feel.”

his tongue laves over your breast and you arch your back up into him, struggling to keep your voice from breaking as you reply with another “yes, sir”.

you’re aware that he’s still teasing you as he works his way down your body, taking longer than necessary to get to where you really want him to be. but the feeling of his mouth covering every inch of your skin is too good to pass up, despite the way your cunt throbs and the uncomfortable feeling of your ruined panties sticking to your soaked folds.

but finally, mercifully, he must decide that even he’s had enough teasing for one night, because he slides down in between your legs, pressing a kiss to your clit over the fabric of your underwear.

you exhale as tears begin to form in your eyes, already exhausted from being edged and denied and he’s still barely done a thing. “god, fuck— hannie, please, more, please give me more, please—” you babble, your hands gripping the sheets below you until your fingers begin to numb.

usually when you piss him off it’ll take a lot more begging than that to get him to cave, but he must be feeling generous today because he just smiles, fingertips hooking into the waistband of your underwear as he slides them down your legs. “sound so nice when you beg, angel. now look at how you get rewarded when you behave.”

“wait, jeongha—”

and that’s all the warning you get before he dives in. his hands pry apart your thighs, roughly pinning your legs to the bed as his mouth wraps around your clit and he begins to suck as hard as he can. your vision goes black for a second as you struggle to process the sudden stimulation, and your brain can’t catch up quick enough with how fast and rough jeonghan’s tongue moves against you in unpredictable patterns and movements.

you open your mouth to tell him that you’re right at the edge, you’re close you’re so fucking close it feels like you might die, but your breath catches in your throat before you can say a word and you feel yourself start to crest into your orgasm without warning.

until jeonghan pulls away, and your pussy clenches hard around nothing but air. the sudden change in pace is jarring, but it’s already too late to stop yourself from falling over the edge; except the edge is gone, your orgasm ruined at just the right moment.

your chest tightens and your lungs burn, gasping for air as your orgasm crumbles away into nothingness. each pulse of your cunt sears through your entire body and your veins feel like they’re on fire, the usual pleasure from your high stopped short by jeonghan taking it away from you.

in the back of your mind you realize that of course he could tell you were close, of course he kept going and of course he knew exactly when to stop so that you wouldn’t get a single ounce of pleasure out of it, because he just knows you that well. even if you had tried to hide it, you wouldn’t have been able to: whatever jeonghan does, your body listens and obeys.

the tears finally spill down your cheeks, eyes squeezed shut as you scream in frustration, every nerve in your body on edge and every muscle tensed.

when you regain your breath enough to open your eyes again, you see jeonghan sitting below you looking smug. “oops,” he says nonchalantly, and if you had any energy left in your body you would’ve slapped him.

“god, i hate you so fucking much,” you rasp out, and he grins contentedly and presses a little kiss to the inside of your thigh before he sits up.

“you know you love me,” he giggles.

he reaches over to the table to turn off the camera and set his phone facedown before he moves out from between your legs. you close your eyes again and sigh, your whole body feeling like jelly as you breathe in and out, slowly coming back down to earth.

“you just wanna take a break, or are you done for tonight? that sounded rough,” jeonghan says, and when you open your eyes again he’s sitting next to you on the bed holding a glass of water. with a groan you force yourself to sit up as he holds the glass in front of your mouth to help you drink.

“if i could move my arms right now, i would splash this right in your face, hannie.”

he laughs, thoroughly used to your post-orgasmic insults by now. “and honestly, i’d deserve it. that was a little mean even for me, huh?”

you snort, leaning your head back against the headboard. “yeah, it was. asshole.”

he smiles, his eyes much softer now than before. “but it was hot, though,” he says excitedly. “i can’t fucking wait to watch that video. it might be my new favorite.”

you glare at him, eyebrows knitted into a pout. “i was literally on the verge of death and you thought it was hot?”

“oh, shut up. you thought it was hot, too, and you know it. that’s why you do your little brat routine every time i start recording, because you know you love it.”

you don’t have the brainpower to come up with a comeback for that, because he’s right. rough and nasty and fast is exactly the way you like it, maybe even more than he does at times. but once that feral side of you is satiated with an orgasm powerful enough to nearly knock you out, it leaves you to better appreciate the other things he’s good at: like holding you close and making you feel safe and loved, or kissing you all over and making sure he didn’t really hurt you with anything he did, or helping you drink water when your bones feel like mush.

you huff and roll your eyes at him. “can you just fuck me now, please? i’m still mad at you. start making up for it.”

he sets your empty glass down on the table and climbs back over you to gently kiss your lips, still dry from how much you were moaning. “mm, of course i can do that. your wish is my command, angel.”

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denpa-dere · 7 months

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i wrote smut for the first time which was uhhhhhh weird and challenging and it will probably happen again.

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gn!mc x levi

description: kinda fluffy, very NSFW, putting levi into floaty subspace because i love him and he deserves it.

warnings: some very mild teasing/degradation

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It was easy to forget that Levi had once been an angel.

Prostrated before you like this, however, chest heaving, skin slick and feverish, you were beginning to see the resemblance.

He whined your name, hips bucking against nothing, chasing any sensation. You regarded him almost dispassionately from your spot perched above him on the edge of the bathtub. How long had it been? You were unsure when this game had started, but were pretty sure you were winning.

You gently brush your foot against his swollen cock and the sound that spills from his mouth is the sweetest thing you've ever heard.

"I love those pathetic little noises," You laughed from behind your arm.

Devildom fixtures being as large as they are, you managed to slide down from the edge, comfortably positioning yourself over him, caging him in with your limbs.

How long had you been at this? Levi wondered, a shiver running down his spine. The mix of praise and degredation you had been feeding him was making his head swim. This was the fourth time you had brought him to the edge and left him wanting. His slender fingers white-knuckled the rim of the bathtub, determined to look anywhere but you. It would be too much. The lewd image of you still mostly clothed and hovering over his leaking cock might unravel him completely.

Your touch was featherlight trailing up his thighs, peppered with the bite marks and bruises you had sucked onto his sensitive skin before. He really was beautiful like this, you thought, admiring your work.

"Please," He keened, eyes watering, face flushed a deep pink.

You hummed thoughtfully, gently stroking your fingertips along his shaft's length, tracing the veins and reveling in each involuntary twitch.

"You poor thing," you coo, swirling your thumb around its fat tip, gathering the beading precum before languidly giving him a few slow pumps. Levi swore under his breath, tears pricking the corners of his eyes. His hips rolled, fucking up into your loose fist, but you were determined not to provide any real relief for the time being. Still, the soft warmth of your hand was enough to draw a deep, shuddering groan from the demon beneath you.

When he still refused to meet your gaze, you angle yourself and bring your free hand to gently cup his chin.

"Poor little Levi," You sigh, running your thumb across his bottom lip. He whimpers at the soft pressure you apply to his jaw, turning him to face you without much fight.

Your eyes meet and his breath hitches. It wasn't fair to look at him like that, pretty face so full of affection. As his last remnants of rational thought ebbed away, he surprised you both, leaning into your touch and parting his lips to accept your thumb between them.

You exhaled sharply, heat rushing through your body. Cute, cute, cute, you thought, pushing the digit in a little further, feeling his tongue toy with the intrusion. He rolled his hips against you again, whining around your finger for attention. You finally relented, running your hand up his pulsing length, setting in at a steady pace.

Each desperate little huff and sigh drew you in closer, spurring you on, knowing it wouldn't be long now before he came unglued in your capable hands.

"If only they knew," You breathed against the shell of his cherry-red ear, "the formidable admiral Levi is nothing more than my cute little pervert."

"Ah-!" He threw his head back, releasing your thumb with a soft 'pop'. He squeezed his eyes shut, the coil in his core finally snapping.

"I-I'm, I-I'm-," He babbled, unable to finish the thought between wordless moans and broken cries of your name. His hands found their way to your hips, gripping and kneading at the soft flesh. You murmured sweet praises into the crook of his neck to help ride out his high. You were practically laying on top of him, now, the space between your bodies pooled with warm, sticky cum, but there would be time to deal with that, later. Levi held you tightly, as if you might suddenly disappear, tail snaking it's way around one of your legs. His breathing slowed, limbs still trembling in the aftershocks, exhausted.

He trapped you there against him, maybe not ready to look you in the eye just yet. You settled into him, patiently, stroking his hair.

"Did you... Mean all that?" Levi broke the silence, mouth dry.

You weren't sure exactly what he meant, "Which part?"

"What you said right before... well, no, - when I... I- Ugh! Don't make me say it!"

You laughed against his neck. You couldn't help it, it was just so like him.

"Well," you said, twirling a lock of his hair, "I meant it when I said I adored you. And I meant it when I said you were mine."

#obey me smut #obey me leviathan #leviathan x reader #levi x reader #obey me fanfic #x reader

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yourftmfriend · 7 months

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Kinktober: Day 4~ Javi G w. exhibition- overstimulation

“please..” javi whispered to you, his voice dripping with utter desperation. his cock was throbbing in his pants. you were sure the people around you were already annoyed by your sweet boy’s voice begging for minutes with no end. “hush baby- aren’t we here to watch the movie” your teasing resulted in him whining quietly. his waterline was filled with tears that were about to drop any second. he could be really persistent in situations like this. it didn’t exactly annoy you but it wasn’t convenient either.

when you finally decided that it was enough, he nearly shed tears of relief. now you were in one of the bathroom stalls, the movie long forgotten. you had one palm pressing tightly on his mouth in an attempt to keep him silent, but failed. your other arm was wrapped around his waist, holding him up gently.

it was no surprise that javi was really sensitive all around but something felt different. his muffled moans and whimpers were louder and he was nearly trembling from your touch alone. a smirk made itself on your face as you realized. “ you- haah - you’re such a pervert y’know..” you whispered in his ear causing his eyes to widen. “getting off of the thought that you might be caught any second” he whimpered into your hand. you could feel the wetness of his tears on the backside of your hand.

his legs felt entirely like jello and if you hadn’t been holding him up for so long he would’ve already been laying on the floor. you bit his neck, causing him to almost go cross eyed. “you’re doin’ so good f’me my pretty whore, soo good..” the mix of praise and degredation of your words made his thoughts go fuzzy. it didn’t take him long to cum all over the wall, arching his back so prettily. but you just kept going and going. you knew he was sensitive and your were going to use it for your advantage. “where d’ya think you’re going baby? i haven’t even gotten close to finishing yet” he rolled his head back onto your shoulder, his legs trembling furiously, god he was such a treat. as you got close to your orgasm he came for the second time, not being able to keep up with your stamina. you kissed his neck and rubbed his waist in an attempt to soothe the pain of overstimulation. “m’so close darling just hold on a bit more f’me hm?” he let out little ‘yeah’s as you replaced your hand on his mouth, not caring if you got caught anymore. and just as you came he collapsed into your arms at the result of a third orgasm washing over him. “did so good for me baby, so so good” you whispered to him. and only a soft ‘mmhmm’ was heard as a response.

#top male reader #dom male reader #dom gn reader #male reader #top gn reader #dom!reader #javi gutierrez #sub javi gutierrez #ktober #smut

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sliimebunny · 12 days

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nsfw art/writing prompts —

it’s hard to find nsfw prompt ask games so here, i’m making my own

send a number + a character or ship and you might get some art or a fic out of it! tried to get a mix of general and more specific to allow as much freedom as possible but i added a free space at the end anyway lol [that’s also there because there’s some kinks i didn’t feel comfortable adding. it is what it is]

masturbation

casual/hookup/fwb

digital/over the phone [sexting, calls]

slow/sensual

dancing

nicknames/pet names/name calling

dom/sub

bondage

pain

lingerie/dress-up

petplay

roleplay

cnc

crying

overstimulation

sensory deprevation

humiliation

degredation

praise

breeding/pregnancy

free use

glory hole

public/semi-public

nipple/breastplay

lactation

food

titfucking

thighfucking

size difference

xenobiology [monster, hybrid, or alienfucking]

robot/android

free space [asker or writer/artists choice]

#ask game #nsft ask game #nsft prompt #long post #theres also some overlap between these but eh its fine

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aemondsdoll · 1 year

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Hi, can I please request reader x Aegon, where she is a shy and kind lady and everyone asumes that she will marry some nice man like Jacerys, who is already in love with her. He courts her, treats her like a real gentleman, but as much as she wants to enjoy his attention she craves something different&darker. She wants man who will love her and praise her but at the same time wouldn't hesitate to spank her, choke her or call her his whore. And Jace isn't someone who can give it to her, but Aegon is. And Aegon is more than willing to fulfill her fantasies especially when he knows that it will hurt Jace...

Fantasies | Aegon Targaryen x Fem!Reader Pairings: Aegon x Fem!reader (main) Jace x Fem!Reader mentioned. Summary: Aegon takes quite the liking to Jaces betrothed. Warnings: Cheating, porn with plot, Aegon steals Jace's wife, hair pulling, degredation, praise and possessiveness. A/N: This was so fucking fun to write! Reblogs appreciated<3

You were the picture of elegance to anyone who knew you, being a highborn lady meant you were intended to marry a highborn man. Thats what lead to yours and Jace's eventual courting.

You had little to no feelings for him, there was no passion. He'd give you flowers, take you on walks, make flirty quips- but that all felt empty, you wanted more.

A feast began, and you found yourself bored as Jace danced with you. He was innocent, which was the opposite of what you wanted. He twirled you, and dipped you, but you felt hollow. Ladies of the court fawned over the two of you.

You dont know why you cant focus on Jace, why he does not give you butterflies the way you imagined when you were young. You dont know why the only sense of happiness you've gotten tonight was when Aegon looked at you like a predator looking at his prey.

It sent excitement through your bones, and you couldn't explain why. But you simply couldn't ignore it either, couldn't ignore the wetness pooling in your garments as you met eyes with Aegon. The way your footing slipped up when he'd look at you, and Jace would ask if you were okay.

You were reminded of how lovely Jace was, how he treated you like royalty as if you were his already... you didn't like it. You were his fantasy, but he wasnt yours, he was far from it. And every time the silver haired prince would look your way, you were too aware of it.

Aware of how you were dancing with a boy, when you wanted a man. And thats where it began, the wondering touches on your thigh during dinners from Aegon,

The whispers passed off as banter.

"I could make you feel better than him," Aegon whispered into your ear, sending shivers down your spine.

"I could show you the pleasure you yearn for." He whispered again.

What Aegon didnt know, was that you'd fuck yourself to these thoughts every night.

"Come on, pretty girl, I can teach you, that pleasure is made to be mixed with pain." He whispered, and you were unsure of how he knew what you wanted.

And with that, the end of you and Jace began, and the beginning of you and Aegon was rearing its head.

Secret rendezvous where you'd hide in closets inside the keep, Aegons fingers curling against your g spot. "My pretty little whore," He would say, and you would moan. When his hands would go to your throat, demanding you call yourself his, and only his.

He'd make you call out his name, leaving you with subtle marks, knowing just how to fuck with Jace's head. He didn't care because you were his. And Jace needed to learn that, quick.

The nights where you shared passion, but not yet did he take your maidenhead.

"You're mine, all mine. Even if you wed the strong bastard, I will be there on your wedding night, to fuck my seed into your belly, just as I know you want me to so badly."

You hated how right Aegon was, how every time he would tell you these sinful things, you couldn't deny the truth behind his words, you wouldn't dare.

You were his, and he was yours. He reminded you of that, he always did.

Moments where Aegon would spank your bare ass and pull your hair, things you would never let anyone else do to you, except your silver-haired prince.

And on the night of your wedding, Aegon made sure Jace would be too drunk to perform. And he was. Jace passed out before he even considered bedding you, and Aegon took his place.

He rutted into you with such force, made sure you reached your orgasm multiple times before he fucked you, and he fucked you rough and hard, holding your throat as you cried out his name in pleasure.

He took your maidenhead, and bred you full of his seed,

You are his, and he is yours, until the very end.

#house of the dragon imagines #house of the dragon #house of the dragon smut #aegon targaryen imagines #aegon targaryen #aegon targaryen x you #aegon targaryen x reader #aegon targaryen smut #aegon smut #aegon imagine #aegon targaryen imagine #jace velaryon

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grizzlybeartist · 5 months

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some miscellaneous John Ward nsfw headcannons :] 🔞

-Anything even bordering on public play is off the table, not just because of his generally somewhat shy nature, but because this man cannot stay quiet to save his life. At first it might be more subtle, little gasps and sighs during foreplay, but as the night carries on those small noises will morph into full needy whines, desperate moans, and pleading whimpers of your name.

-This man is submissive, this surprises no one. He doesn't really know how to dom LMAO—He's also mostly a bottom, though he likes topping just fine. He'll generally defer to whichever you want him to do, early in your relationship this might be due to nerves, not wanting to mess up somehow, but as time wears on it's more out of a desire to please you. For safewords, you use the traffic light system, since it's easy enough to remember.

-This one might b a lil controversial but listen. this man is catholic. this man is queer in the 80's. this man is a PRIEST. he likes cnc. he likes feeling like he doesn't have a choice in the matter, feeling "forced", it lets him relax and not overthink the fact that he's enjoying it, since well, he's "helpless", isn't he? This is by far the most "extreme" thing that he enjoys, his tastes are generally more tame.

-I don't think he would be the biggest fan of bondage on the receiving end. Something light is fine, maybe handcuffs or a blindfold, maybe a shibari design that doesn't restrict his limbs too much. But if he feels actually trapped he'll start to panic a bit.

-While we're talking abt kinks, this man has a massive corruption kink and doesn't even realise it, though in the context of being the one getting corrupted. A holy man, a man of God, being tempted and led astray by someone he just can't resist, that layer of "we're not supposed to be doing this", it excites him, even if he can't exactly pinpoint it.

-Not the biggest fan of impact or pain play, the most intense he's comfortable with is being spanked with your hand or a ruler, and once it starts to cross the threshold from fun mild sting to actual pain he's likely to yellow out.

-He does, however, enjoy when something ends up leaving marks. Hickeys, scratches down his back, indents around his wrists from being bound, he'll end up looking at those little tokens later with a bit of pride and a lot of love for you—thinking of them as a physical manifestation of the bond the two of you share.

-On the rare occasion that he takes a more dominant role, he is very gentle. He's worried about hurting you, so he'll end up tying any ropes a bit too loose, and won't feel comfortable striking you in any way. He will, however, make you cum until you literally pass out, for lack of a more tactful way of putting it LMAO

-On this topic, edging and overstimulation are two of his favourites, especially if you combine them. You will have him head empty, no thoughts, legs shaking, begging and whining, in no time. He's so obedient that you don't even necessarily need to tie him up for this, if you say "hands off", he'll keep them off.

-He's bad at dirty talk LMAO. Both of you will end up giggling at whatever he tries to come up with. He loves hearing it though! Especially if you mix in some praise, and just the smallest bit of degredation. You'll have him melting in no time.

#nsft #written #john ward #john faith #faith the unholy trinity #john ward headcannons #john ward x reader

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1cecreamwillfixit · 2 years

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so im not sure if this is how to request but like. im in immense, and i mean imMENSE need of sub! ranpo.....pls be kind to me and give him an obvious mommy kink?

𝔾𝕖𝕟𝕖𝕣𝕒𝕝 𝕊𝕦𝕓 ℍ𝕖𝕒𝕕𝕔𝕒𝕟𝕠𝕟𝕤

Yes yes yes I can do that!! I’ve honestly been waiting for someone to request a BSD character

I’m sorry i haven’t been active for a bit, I’m trying to finish a Bakugo piece and it’s taking a while, so i’ll probably only be posting headcanons until it’s done

Also normally when I write headcanons for characters I know less about I try to read stuff written by other writers to get a feel for the character but there’s literally almost NOTHNG for Ranpo, so I’m happy to be filling that hole ;)

Character: Edogawa Ranpo

This work is NSFW

again, starting with general kinks

mommy kink - not just because it was part of the request, i truly believe this man has a raging mommy kink. like, he starts out using it in a bratty way, using that name just to rile you up but over time he actually loves it and means it genuinely. he’s still a brat, but it becomes easier to tell that he’s more obedient, all because of the name. so whiny as well. the way he cries out for you once he’s stopped bratting *immaculate*. really falls into the role of being your baby, becomes so clingy and needy in the bedroom and tbh just generally when the two of you are alone together

food play - i mean, it’s Ranpo we’re talking about here. let him lick whipped cream off your chest, he’ll produce the cutest moans at the combination of cream and you boobs in his mouth, he could honestly do it for hours. reward him with his favourite snacks when he behaves, let him eat them off your body. he gets all his favourite things in one go

praise - he thrives off it, he needs you to tell him how good he’s being, how perfect he is, how pretty he is. the way his eyes shine when you praise him makes you want to praise him even more. he just melts in your arms into a little sticky puddle ;)

anal :) - he loves it all. peg him, eat him out, finger him, let him ride your strap, let him ride your face. he’ll cry, mouth open, drool running down his chin, the prettiest picture. peg him soft and slow, grinding your strap as deep as it goes, kissing his pretty face gently before flipping him over and pounding him into the mattress

oral fixation - kinda goes hand in hand with the food play, he just needs his mouth filled. he’ll suck on his fingers while riding you, drool dripping down his wrists, such a messy boy. sucks your strap every time you peg him, he needs it to help him set the mood. could definitely cum from the feeling of your cock in his throat

dacryphilia - it started as a joke, a snide comment about how messy he gets and how he always ends up in tears, but overtime he finds he can’t get off without crying. he just cries so easily, it’s not hard to reduce him to a whimpering crying mess

that’s pretty much it for the paragraph kinks

i do think this man is a brat

like, he’s just naturally bratty

so obviously that would translate into the bedroom

or so he thinks

but you can see right through it

he throws a fit when he doesn’t get his way, but you can see through his bratty tears

he just needs your attention on him at all times

as soon as he has your attention and he’s getting what he wants he’s your good boy

doesn’t mean he doesn’t deserve to be punished sometimes

tie him up

its the worst punishment for him

he can’t touch you, can’t hold you

spank him

bend him over your lap and spank him

the marks you leave are his reminder to behave

and he def gets off when he sees them on his body

same with hickies/bites

he wouldn’t even be ashamed of the marks, even if they were visible over the collar of his shirt

he sees them as a physical reminder that he belongs to you

can’t handle degredation on its own

it’s too much for him

but mix it in with your praise

and he’s GONE

whimpering, whining, moaning, hiccuping, crying

anything you can imagine, times it by three

call him your pretty slut, tell him how good he is for such and impatient brat

his eyes roll back in his head at the confusing mix

prettiest cum face award goes to him

he’s naturally so pretty

but combine that with his hazy, fucked-out expression and his pretty, swollen lips and BAM

actual angel

in love with your tits

he needs them in his mouth 24/7

looks up at your with the most adorable, needy eyes

he can never get enough of you

thanks for reading :)

likes and reblogs are really appreciated

and if youd like to request a character you can do so here (i think)

heres my masterlist

#fanfic #bungou stray dogs #bungo stray dogs #bsd ranpo #sub bsd #sub bungo stray dogs #sub ranpo #dom reader #bsd dom reader #ranpo x reader #edogawa ranpo x reader #bsd edogawa ranpo

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tinfairies · 6 months

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i need to be gangbanged by the strawhats so badly

No bc same I need all my holes filled and the mix of degredation and praise from each of them has me going brrr

#tin talks #tin smut

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marchsfreakshow · 9 months

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My Sweet Girl [JPM x Fem!Reader]

This man makes me weak. As smutty as I can make myself write. So, not a lot. :') Your perspective.

Take some warnings: Praise, degredation, bondage?? (Just like gently tied up), oral [male receiving], master nickname, so many nicknames.

Since this is smut like, [not fully, but it def happens] minors dni with this post, please read my other fics in the meantime. :)

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The dress was dark, lacy, and short. I preferred them that way. The mirror had a reflection I liked for once. Makeup was slightly smuged on purpose, and the boots matched the odd mix of greys and blacks on the clothing I wore. Yeah I was hot. Good thing too, James had been getting too chummy with the blonde I saw, covered in red constantly. Liz sensed my jealousy as I sat at the bar downing some whiskey.

"Who are you jealous of love?" She piped up, refilling my drink. I just stared at Liz as I felt my light from my eyes disapearing. "The countess." She stated simply, leaning over the bar with a diet coke in her hands. I suddenly felt her tone change when she said the countess's name. Like something happened with them that made them fall out.

"thats the bitches name?"

"that's why you're wearing that?" Scrunching my face up, I nodded. I tipped my head back, gluping the liqour I felt addicted to. It helped me feel some sort of sanity in the crazy hotel. The darkness of the hotel felt lighter as a hand swished past my ass. Unfortunately the dress was short enough that you could see the ends of my ass whenever I sat. I still looked attractive, no one could deny it, but I did recognise that hand. James. He noticed finally.

He just grazed the bottom of my ass before walking off, like I truly wasn't there. I just stared at Liz once james had gone, giving her a confident grin. She nodded as I downed another glass of whiskey, running after James. My mind raced, I wanted him to make sure he knew he was mine. I wanted the countess to see the hickeys on him, on me, and see that he was my James. The thoughts of him tying me up like last time passed my train of thought, a sense of warmth tickling my pelvis. "Jamesss!" We had made it to his room, and i saw ropes. Fantastic.

"Come in pet." Was all he said as I walked in. As soon as my foot landed in the room belonging to James Patrick March, he locked it behind me and grabbed my waist, pulling me in close. His growing erection against the shape of my cheeks. "Why have you worn such a slutty thing hm? Are you trying to get punished for disobeying your master?" The last words were hissed, his breath on my neck, and my wiggling onto his clothed cock. But I wiggled and shook my head no.

"Words. Use them."

"you're getting chummy with a blondie. You're mine." I hissed back at him, freeing myself from his grasp. Immediately I went to the bed, crawling onto it and lying on my back, knowing what James wanted to do.

"Oh my pretty whore, she's a business partner. You mustn't worry about what inquiries she has for me." Words were spat as James followed me, his blazer off on the floor. So was his belt. I could feel myself getting lightheaded more by his words, legs rubbing together to relieve myself of the wetness that had now probably sprawled over my panties. Nothing else was spoken for the next few seconds, only moans and whimpers as James pulled me up onto my knees and kissed me hard. The taste of his absthine locked in with my own taste of whiskey. I never wanted the kiss to end as he was undoing his trousers at the same time. But he did pull away, heavily breathing as he picked up the small rope, motioning to my hands.

Before I knew it was on the floor, my hands tied in front of me, it was a tight knot, but I could take it. And his cock was staring back at me. "Be a good puppy for me." Was all he said before I licked his tip, excited at just getting James to myself for once in this fucking hotel. Everyone needed his attention, I never got much. But those thoughts were erased as James placed a hand on my head, petting me. "Oh puppy..." he whined. I loved it when he whined. It urged me to suck him faster, and I did so, taking in as much of his thick cock as I could, the pre-cum leaking out into my throat. James' moans and whines filled the room, getting closer and closer. I needed him. My own area was going untouched, thankfully, my hands were tied near my pussy, so I rubbed and rubbed through my fishnets and panties. It felt good relieving myself as James had grabbed my hair and was thrusting and thrusting, getting sloppy.

"Fuck, Y/n.!" He moaned one final time as I started to taste his salty cum in my mouth. It made me smirk, knowing he couldn't resist me. I finished swallowing his seed, and sat back up on the bed, looking up at James, his eyes focused on me and my appearance. "You really did want my attention didnt you? You did so good for master." He just smiled at me, putting his trousers back on, still keeping my eye contact. He had me in a trance, and i didn't feel i could look away. So I just held up my hands, pointing then towards the dark man in front of me. He obliged with my quiet requesty and took off the ropes, immediately noticing some rope burn.

"Hm?" I questioned his look, as I couldn't feel any rope burn. Until he put some ointment on the worse parts. "Yeesh! Careful master!" James smiled at me, and kissed my nose, not giving a proper response.

"I love you Y/N but please my hummingbird, you must be patient with The Countess, okay?" He laid me back down on the bed and allowed a hand to run over my stomach, keeping me close.

"Okay sir. I promise."

#ahs #ahs hotel #evan peters #james patrick march #james march x reader #jpm smut #james march smut #First smut #jpm x reader #american horror story #hotel #james march #God I hope this sounds good #Reblogs welcome #If only #based off a true story #Want my boyfriend to do this to me

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