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🌼Damiano × reader

part15 of ?? [parts 1-14]

NSFW  🔥  so much filthiness, improving daddys mood with pussy, tribute to the horny side of esc

° Damiano David & female reader insert

wordcount:::        4,294

° anon request:  i was wondering if you could do a corruption kink fic with damiano and a female reader. [ask & it shall be given- requests are open] [but commissions are priority! there are currently 3 commissions in cue!]   this idea came from a conversation with jace, thanks to the best baby nibling ever @wow-ihateithere 💋

° STRIPPER & achille lauro deserved better 🤠stripper boy will always be worth 12 points inmy heart

Damiano had been down in the dumps ever since Eurovision. He had been less chipper than usual since injuring himself, which was to be expected - there were only so many times that he could laugh at Victoria’s jokes that it had happened because he was an old man that was ‘falling apart’. It was a point of frustration that seemed to affect him more with each passing day,

But in the days since the fourteenth of May, the mood had dipped even further and you watched as frustration developed into defeat.

When it had been just the two of you after that night at the Pala Olimpico (when he had quit hiding the pain that came when he walked without his crutches), he had confided these feelings of disappointment in you. Lying in your arms, he had lamented this failure of Måneskin's victory lap, as he perceived it. ‘Last year I ended on a death-drop, this year I ended with an awkward, pathetic limp off of the stage’.

You could go on telling him that not a single person was disappointed in his performance - you could repeat words of affirmation to him until you were blue in the face. But these negative emotions were too heavy to be chased away just with words.

This was an issue with the chemicals in his brain keeping him trapped in these negative cycles. Unfortunately, due to the doctor's order of resting, he couldn’t do his usual activities that gave him a rush of endorphins.

You took it on as your personal responsibility to bolster his mood - you had to get those good hormones pumping through his veins again. You had to make him forget about the pain, to forget about how bored he was of sitting still, with the injured leg elevated.

He was set up in the bedroom, giving Fringe another try after it had failed to win you over (‘from everything I read online, it all makes sense in the end’, he had told you, but you couldn’t be swayed by his spoilers). He thought you were in the living room, completely absorbed in playing Fortnite. But the new updates of the video game couldn’t keep you from thinking about your boyfriend, and planning.

You moved around the apartment without being noticed by him. You stepped into the room that served as an expanded wardrobe and beauty room - instead of a home office, as it had been intended. You grabbed a black feather boa out of your portion of the closet - you didn’t remember what costume this had been part of anymore. From his belongings, you picked out one of the many cowboy hats acquired during his time in America.

You could hear the dialogue coming from the television and you felt secure in your plan remaining secret until you were ready for the big reveal. You stripped off, down to the black lacy underwear you had put on this morning. You pushed your hair back from your face and popped the wide-brimmed hat onto your head. You draped the boa around your neck and started to leave the room before you could second-guess your decision to not put on a pair of high heels.

“Hey babe…” You called out as you approached the open bedroom door. “Is your show at a crucial part, like would it throw you off if I asked you to pause it, because I wanted to get your opinion on something?”

“Well it’s already paused. So, unless I have to get up, you can have my opinion…”

“It’s nothing super important, I was just thinking about Achille Lauro and his mechanical bull. We hadn’t really discussed it, but being a fellow singer, you can tell me if you think that would have been a difficult feat. You’ve never ridden a bull while singing, so I guess we can only speculate on whether that was…” You timed your step into the doorway with the next word that you spoke. “...hard for him.”

Instantly a wide smile grew on his unshaven face and he sat forward, no longer relaxing against the pillows. Your heart started racing as his eyes moved up-and-down your body.

“You were thinking about mechanical bulls?” He asked, his eyes continuing to study as if this was to be the last time he got to see you this way.

You strolled toward the bed. “Yeah, as I often am.” You flicked the boa around the front of your neck, to be draped over your shoulder as he chuckled. “What, do you not believe me?”

“No, it’s not that.” He said and he had pushed the blankets away, freeing his legs as you reached the end of the bed. “I just hadn’t realised that you were a mechanical bull enthusiast, or whatever. Is this something we should explore? We could watch some YouTube videos about it, I’m sure. I could probably get Lauro’s number and you could ask him yourself. He could tell us what happened to the bull after the semis.”

You propped a knee up on the edge of the bed. “No, I don’t need to know anything more about his bull, or the behind-the-scenes of his performance. What I wanna know is how easily we could recreate it…”

He leaned forward, ready to close the gap between the two of you. “What on Earth are you going on about, baby?”

Your coy smile turned into a frown and you pushed away the arm that reached for your hat. “No, you don’t get the hat. I’m Lauro, you’re the bull. I’m the stripper in the cowboy hat.”

“I’m the bull? You’re gonna need to elaborate on that for me.”

You were now kneeling down on the end of the bed and you had started to play with the boa, looking at the feathers rather than at him. “I thought we could have a play around and we could recreate that performance, because it was my favourite from this year’s contest. Aside from when you guys performed, of course. And The Rasmus, and Sheldon Riley, and Chanel, and um…

“My point is- you’ve gotta stay still, stationary, not completely unlike a mechanical bull. They’re usually locked in, on one spot, for safety reasons and whatever. So while you’re staying in bed, I could ride you.”

“You wanna ride me and my cock like a fun little attraction at a carnival? Is that what my kitten wants?”

You nodded your head. “Yes, please.”

He had moved in close enough to put his hands on your hips and you lifted your eyes, seeing the devilish grin on his face. “That sounds really sexy. And you know that I love it when you tell me what you want.” Your cheeks were filled with heat as his arms wrapped around your body. “And just ‘cause I’ve never been a bull before, that doesn’t mean you have to go easy on me.”

You drew in a sharp inhale, excitement swarming your body as he initiated the first kiss. You leaned in, with his strong hands on your back guiding you in even closer.

During this unplanned hiatus, he had been neglecting to put clothes on. Spending most of his time lying in bed, he saw no reason to go beyond the effort of changing his underwear.

Today was no exception, and as you were pulled in for a tight embrace, you felt the delight of skin-on-skin contact. Your top lip slipped in between both of his, your hat was pushed askew as you tilted your head to the right. He ran his tongue all over your lip and you could feel yourself begin to tremble.

“I have a question…” He said, his lips still very close to your own. “We’re recreating the performance, does that mean you want the song to be played?”

“Why, are you worried about the licensing rights?”

He narrowed his eyes to glare at you. “No.” He flicked at the underside of the hat, sending it flying off your head. You looked to where it landed on the ground. But before you could make a grab for it, his arm around you tightened and he grabbed your chin, directing you to look at him again. “It’s because I wanna fuck you for much longer than the three-minute limit, much longer. Much, much longer, but hey, it’s your stripper fantasy.”

He kissed you firmly before letting go of you as he laid down, returning to his horizontal position. You got up and grabbed the hat from the floor, returning it to your head. He was still wearing a smile as he watched you go over to the bedside table, opening the drawer to get a condom.

“What, what are you smiling about?”

“Nothing, I just think you’re sexy and I know you’re gonna look even sexier when you’re on top of me.” He said.

When you got back onto the bed, it was to place yourself directly on top of him. Your knees were placed on either side of his hips as you laid down, your chest pressed to his. You cupped his face in your hands, kissing him as his arms wound around you again. You swiped your tongue between his lips, swiping back-and-forth until he was moaning into your mouth. The vibrations of this seemed to reach into your brain, tantalising you on a whole new level.

As your tongue glided into his mouth, you couldn’t help but grind your hips down. This prompted a sharp inhale from him and you found his dick was starting to press into you, the shaft getting stiff.

You rocked your hips up and then down, feeling pressure developing in your gut, encouraging you to keep going. You moved slowly, lining your covered pussy up with his cock.

You were building to a momentum, with this rhythm soon delivering more of his delicious moans directly into your mouth. You felt him arching his back as you stroked yourself along his dick again-and-again.

"Hey, my little cutie stripper…" He murmured against your lips, his tone of voice had an atypical whine as he spoke.

"Mm…" You hummed, stealing some more kisses from him. "Yes, Master?"

"I bet you like tips, huh? I bet you love it when your customers are appreciating your dancing by tipping you."

"Is this about to lead into you making a joke about how you wanna put the tip in?" You asked.

He smiled, barely containing his laughter. "Um, maybe." You rolled your eyes, sitting up. "Come on, that was gonna be a really funny line, so funny that you wouldn't be able to resist letting me put the tip in."

"You'll have to come up with something else, then." 

But his quick wit failed him, instead he was silently watching how you moved. You had started to crawl down his body (keeping in mind a caution over his injured leg), placing a trail of kisses along his skin as you went. Soon you had gotten too low, the brim of your hat keeping you from seeing how he was observing you. But his reactions came in different forms, you saw how still his chest had gotten and you felt him squirming beneath you. You felt him tilt his hips as you got closer to the waistband of his briefs.

You let your lips linger at the bottom of his stomach as your hands moved to grasp his underwear. You pulled them down and his completely erect cock came free. You sat up, adjusting the hat as you planned your next move. You picked up the condom and tore the wrapper away.

You wrapped a hand around his length and sucked your cheeks in, letting all of the saliva in your mouth gather together. You spat this large droplet out onto the tip of his cock and he let out a shaky exhale. You moved your hand up his shaft, dragging your fingers over where your spit was mixing with his pre-cum. Then you stroked down, coating him.

"Yes." He whispered as you gently jerked him, getting him wetter. "Yes, oh good girl. What a good girl, what a good stripper."

You held him steady as you brought the condom over, placing it over just his tip. You locked eyes with him and found that he was biting into his lip. You licked your lips and bowed your head down, lining your lips up with the latex ring. With the right amount of pressure, you were able to use your lips to unroll the condom, your mouth helping to cover his dick.

"Mm, fuck." He moaned, he wanted to buck up into your throat, you could feel it in how he squirmed. "Pretty stripper, please ride me. Please put on your little show for me."

You drew your mouth away from his dick, sitting up again. You readjusted the hat and met his eye. You pushed your bra strap off of your shoulder. “Do you want a show, something like this?” You pushed the other strap away and he nodded.

You put your back to him and reached up for the clasps of your bra. You undid this and freed your arms from the straps, placing one arm across your chest to hold the lingerie in place before you turned to face him again. You had never done anything like this before, but you felt reassured that you were doing a good job due to how he was watching you.

It was as if he would never get tired of looking at you, as if he never wanted to look at anyone else.

You wrapped your hand around one of the bra cups and pulled this away from your breasts. With a flourish, you raised your hand up over your head.

“Fuck yeah.” He said, those hungry eyes dragging up-and-down your torso.

You threw your bra aside. “Do you like this show?”

“I do.”

“Did you know that there was an interactive element?” You asked.

“I didn’t know that.” He said. “I’d just like to say that I’m excellent at audience participation.”

You returned to your earlier position of straddling him and he reached out for you, his hands higher on your sides. This time when you laid yourself down on top of him, you weren’t lining your face up with his. Instead you ensured that he got a face full of your tits. 

He took immediate advantage of this - cupping one with his hand while the other was worked over by his lips, with just the right amount of his tongue gliding across your skin. You could feel your nipples hardening while there was a fire developing in your gut.

As he lavished attention upon your tits, you tried to brace yourself with one hand gripping the headboard. Your other hand went to your lacy underwear. You tugged it down off of one side of your hip, then the other, continuing to work the lingerie down. It wasn’t going as smoothly as you would have liked and you weren’t feeling confident in how long you could last before falling.

Your ability to hold yourself up was instantly ripped away when he attacked your nipples - sucking one into his mouth while pinching the other. With a shudder, you let yourself go, landing on top of him with the panties down around your knees.

"Fuck, Daddy." You whimpered.

He gasped, wrapping his arms around you. "Oh my God, a wet pussy just landed on my tummy."

You strained to reach down and push your panties entirely off without sacrificing any of this proximity. “Mm-hmm, where else do you want that wet pussy?”

He groaned, letting his neediness shine through. “You already know.”

You got your underwear down until you were able to kick the lingerie off. You started to sit up again, a smile on your face. His hands pawed at you some more as you returned to your straddling position.

But this time it was for real. You planted your ass down on the tops of his thighs, the eager heat radiating out from your cunt as you got your bodies lined up. Your labia majora parted for his cock and he hissed through the sensitivity of his throbbing shaft pressing into you.

Tensing your thighs, you lifted yourself up for this adjustment. With one hand around his shaft, you started to guide him to your dripping entrance. His hands held your hips, gripping so tight that you could feel his fingernails as he arched his back. More of his dick disappeared into you.

Your chest expanded as you revelled in the endorphins that flooded your system. You could only hope that your cunt was having a similar mood-boosting effect on him.

You put a hand to the top of your head, making sure the cowboy hat was secure before rocking your hips back. “Mn, do you like this stripper, Daddy?”

“God, yes.” He purred, raising his hips to collide with how you rocked forward. “I hope you can forgive me for not having that performance memorised…” His grip on you had relaxed somewhat. “I think I only watched it one time, so I’ll need you to clarify some things for me…”

You met his eye as the two of you experimented with a relaxed tempo. "Such as?"

"Like, the speed of the bull. Was it slow and gentle to start?" He asked, moving his body into you. "I assume that it would be, right? It has to build…" 

“Um, yeah…” You said, grinding into him without feeling the need to increase the pressure just yet. You took this moment to enjoy the stretching of your cunt as your body fell into sync with his. “That sounds about right.”

His hands moved all over your body, gripping your thighs then caressing your face. The feather boa ran down the front of your body, each end dangling freely by your tummy. It reacted to your movements of its own accord, the feathers brushing against and tickling your sensitive nipples.

You watched how Damiano writhed under you and it only excited you further. You felt a little flutter in your inner-walls as you appreciated this perspective and the sense of control it allowed you to indulge in. It would only be fleeting, but you still enjoyed it, you felt so empowered to see exactly what you were doing to him.

“But they wouldn’t have it at the same speed for the whole segment, would they?”

You licked your lips as you shook your head. “No, the speed definitely changed.”

"It started to pick up some speed." He threw you off the stable rhythm by jerking up into you quicker than before. A surprised gasp left your mouth. "And those bucks got a bit wilder…" Before you could fully recover, he had snapped his hips into yours and you felt him deeper inside of you. 

“Fuck.” You whimpered, your voice beginning to break. “Unf, Damiano…”

He had returned himself to the status of dominant. Topping from the bottom, he was back in control and you were merely along for the ride. It was no longer your responsibility to guide, your only job was to make sure you didn’t get thrown off as he picked up more speed.

“Was it just like this- was it this hard and fast?” He asked through laboured breaths. His hands went to your hips as he continuously drove into you, determined bucks as he got all that he could from this angle.

“Yes, yes, hard and fast, that’s exactly how it went.” You said, even though you weren’t certain that this was the truth. At this point, your impulses were taking over your brain and your thoughts were getting scrambled. You couldn’t recall the lyrics to the song, never mind the exact movements of a prop that had been on stage for a portion of the performance.

Your pussy clenched tighter around him as he continued to work into you, his swollen tip massaging your sensitive walls. Your excitement bred recklessness and there was no backing down until you got to the peak. You followed his body through this wild speed, wherein each collision had more impact than the one before it.

“Hard and fast, hard and fast…” He said. “Is this how it was, for the whole song?” You could only whine wordlessly in response. “Hard and fast…

“Hard…

“...and fast…”

Each word synced up with a powerful jolt that had your eyes rolling back. Your pussy pulsed as the incredible pleasure started to drag you down. You slumped forward, the lightning-like tingles that raced all over your body left you shaking.

“Hard… nnr…

“...’nd fah-fast.”

It was no longer enough for him to be grinding into your hips, he sought more contact with you. He sat up, his hands grasping your back as he left kisses all over your breasts, streaks of saliva left by the eager lapping of his tongue.

You wrapped your arms around his shoulders tightly, clinging to him as you were left with no place to hide. You had no chance to recover, weak to the sublime stimulations he gave you. You hadn’t noticed when it had switched, but now your desperate moans were louder than the noises of your bodies slapping together.

“Hard- ah, ah… and… fast…” His voice was strained from the effort. “Come on stripper, come on.”

“God, unf.” You whimpered, your pussy spasming as you kept bouncing on his lap.

“Come on stripper, come on.” He encouraged, as the wonderful friction made your mind go blank. “Come on baby, come- ah, yes.”

You reached your peak in an explosion, sobbing as your body grew rigid. Your grip on reality was gone and the only thing you were conscious of was how he moved, yet to lose his momentum.

“Yes, baby, yes…”

Your eyes fluttered open, as some of your strength came back to you. As much as you wanted nothing more than to be ruined by your climax, you knew that you wouldn’t be satisfied until he achieved his own release - this whole thing was supposed to be about him, after all.

You grabbed a handful of hair at the back of his head and tugged, pulling him back until you could see his face. Even as he struggled for breath (his mouth gaping open to draw in more air), you still saw that determination in his eyes, that desire continued to burn.

It didn’t matter that you had plateaued, with the sensitivity in your pussy too much to comprehend right now. His passion re-inspired you and you stopped acting as a rag doll. Beginning to kiss him, you rocked your body with him. You didn’t let the quaking of your aftershocks keep you from seeking that perfect synergy.

With your hands on his cheeks, you kissed him like you weren’t exhausted. You kissed him with an unwavering obsession on his passion.

The kiss was broken by him as he threw his head back. You kept your hands on his face and watched the orgasm dawn on him. His eyes squeezed shut as he completed one last powerful thrust into you. Then his jaw fell slack as the shock interrupted everything else for him. Then he started to smile, his eyes opening slightly as he enjoyed his afterglow.

You let go of him and he landed back on the bed, a sweaty mess. Your eyes instantly went to the item next to him - the cowboy hat had fallen off at some point.

Before he could notice, you grabbed it. You shoved the hat back on top of your head - the feather boa, on the other hand, you were done with remaining true to that aspect of the costume. You pulled the accessory off, many of the feathers transformed into something less pretty following their contact with your sweat. You tossed it aside.

Beneath you, he was trying to catch his breath. You moved off of him and felt pins and needles swarm your legs straight away.

“I’m sorry that I didn’t get the costume perfect, I was literally making it up as I went along.” You said.

“You don’t need to apologise, the person wearing the costume- that’s the perfect part. The amazing part, actually. You could wear anything and…” He trailed off as he looked at you. “Why did you put the hat back on?”

“Um, hello- showmanship.” You said. “Have you ever heard of it?”

He was laughing as he reached out and grabbed you. “Come here, you silly kitty.”

You laid down next to him, letting him take the hat off of you before he kissed you. You let out a dreamy sigh as your body effortlessly settled in next to his. “I didn’t hurt your leg, did I?”

“Nope, not at all. How do you feel?”

“Great.” You said as his hand slowly moved through your hair. “I feel that’s a performance worthy of twelve points from the jury.”

“I don’t know about the jury, but I would love to give you sixty-nine points.” He said, tickling the nape of your neck until you were giggling. “Thanks for coming in, I wasn’t ready for a surprise like that. And it was a lot of fun, more fun than I’ve had-... well, whatever. You’re really amazing at taking care of me.”

“You deserve it.” You said simply. “Did you want a cup of tea?”

He held tightly onto your arms to prevent you from leaving. “No, I just wanna lay here with my kitty and feel good. Were you winning at your game?”

“Not so much. The reload time of these new weapons kept screwing me over.” You said.

“I’m sure you’ll figure it out and be back to winning soon enough. You’re really great at picking up new things quickly- shooting, stripping, I could go on-and-on.”

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Wanda Maximoff x Reader - If You Asked Me To  (Special)

Part One Here || AO3

Summary: Prompt request “ Modern AU Wanda x Female Reader with the song If You Asked Me To by Angeline Quinto? Where basically Wanda and R are in this middle area of not being official and on and off relationship because Wanda has had shitty ex’s that have cheated on her.” // Special Smut request from “If You Asked Me To”

Words: 1.496 K

Warnings: +18, Pure Smut.

Tags:  @mionemymind / @abimess / @stephanieromanoff / @yourtaletotell / @tomy5girls / @justagaypanicking / @thegayw1tch

//-//

Carol called you two minutes after you sent her a text.

"Please explain." She spoke impatiently as soon as you answered, making you laugh slightly.

You told her that you had come to terms with Wanda, and that things happened the right way now. Carol was silent for a moment.

"Damn, I hope you're right, honey." She said on the other end of the line. "I just want you to be happy."

"That's sweet." You joked and she laughed. "Anything new out there?"

"Yes, actually." She said with slight irony and you heard a loud noise in the call. "Natasha just threw a pillow at me, sorry about that."

You laugh with confusion.

"What happened?"

You heard Natasha yell at Carol to mind her own business in the background of the call and started to get curious.

"Our friend was dumped and is crying in the corners... Let go of me, you psycho!" Carol's voice grew distant from the call and you began to laugh, imagining that they were fighting. 

A moment later, Natasha was the one on the other end.

"I am declaring that I will never date again in my life, okay?" She announces and you laugh, imagining that the noise in the background was Carol, trying to get loose.

"Please don't kill my friend." You ask humorously and Nat lets out an impatient sigh, probably struggling to keep Carol off the phone. "Ask her to call me later."

You say before hanging up. Throwing the cell phone on your bed, you bite your lips, wondering what to do. Wanda was having some stupid test that keeps your hands off her, so you were waiting.

You decided to try to watch something, and you chose a comedy series.

Many minutes later, the door to your dormitory opened.

"Hey, your girlfriend is coming." Darcy warned and you blinked in surprise at her sudden appearance, but Dary was already throwing her backpack on the bed, and leaving the room and then Wanda came in next, closing and locking the door.

"Hi..." You started to say hello but your speech died when Wanda threw her purse on the floor and pulled her blouse off over her head in one motion. "Damn." 

You gasped in surprise as she quickly approached, and you moved your laptop out of the way placing it in the closet next to you. Wanda sat on your lap, kissing you intensely.

"God, I missed that." She gasps breathlessly between kisses. You smile, letting your hands move up to her breasts, and making her moan when you squeeze her nipples over her bra.

"Are you in a hurry, honey?" You tease as you feel her pull your shirt up, but you don't stop her from removing the piece next. Wanda smiles, biting her lips, and you raise your hand to her neck, tilting it to the side so that you have better access to her collarbone. Wanda sighs as you lick and suck her skin, beginning to move against your lap. 

Wanda felt so good and hot against you, you couldn't wait until she was fully undressed to run your fingers down the bundle of her pants, and then slip through her panties, making her moan loudly and throw her head back.

"So wet." You whispered against the skin of her neck, moving up her face to kiss her again as your finger caressed her swollen clitoris superficially. Wanda whimpered, forcing her hips down, and you gave her exactly what her body was asking for.

Penetrating your finger as deep as you could while your thumb played with her clitoris, you slipped your tongue into her mouth as she moaned breathlessly, kissing her with passion.

When you set a rhythm to move in and out along with Wanda's hips, she could barely keep up with the kiss, panting and breathless as she rode your fingers.

"That's it, baby, right there." She moaned against his lips. "So good."

The next time you pulled out of her, you inserted in second finger, and Wanda broke the kiss into a loud moan, shuddering and sinking her head against your collarbone, making you smile at how hot and tight she was.

"Damn, Wanda, you feel so good." You sigh against her ear, and she whimpers as you press your thumb into her clitoris, the back and forth movements never stopping.

"I... I'm close." She whimpers as she tightens her fingers on your shoulder, her nails digging into your skin. You smiled, feeling the same way. Wanda's pussy tightening in your fingers as she tried to keep the rhythm of her hips. You continued to stimulate her clitoris as you whispered in her ear, "That's my sweet girl. Come for me, kitten."

Two deep strokes was enough to bring Wanda to the edge, and she came on your fingers next, throwing her head back and arching her back, her mouth open as she moaned loudly your name.

You smiled feeling Wanda's warm liquid on your fingers as she tried to normalize her own breathing and stop shaking. You raised your free hand to her face, lifting her chin gently and making her look up at you.

You steal a few quick kisses, waiting for Wanda to be able to reciprocate. When she pursued your face, you bit her lower lip, sucking before releasing and making her moan.

"Ride my face." You commanded in a husky voice and she gasped, nodding afterwards. You pulled away only to lie back, and Wanda moved on top of you until your pussy was at mouth height. 

Wanda sighed as your tongue reached her clit again, leaning her hands on the headboard and closing her eyes.

You used your hands to hold her thighs open and began licking and sucking her wet pussy, intoxicating yourself with the smell and taste.

"Fuck." Wanda whimpered on top of you, throwing her head back and forcing herself down. You kept stroking as deep as you could, and licking back. "Right there, baby." She moaned. " Don't stop."

The sounds Wanda was making were also pushing you to your limits. Her taste, her smell. You could feel the tightness in your own core increase as Wanda rubbed against your face, whimpering and moaning your name. You shuddered breathlessly, moaning against her cunt, realizing how close you were, and the vibration was enough to bring Wanda to orgasm, and she whimpered loudly pushing hard against the headboard.

"Fuck!" She cried out as she collapsed, using the support to keep from falling completely against you. You smiled against her folds, drinking her juices.

Her legs were trembling as she tried to get off you, so you helped her to lie down again.

She sighed when you kissed her next, feeling her own taste on your tongue.

"Are you tired, baby?" You asked leaning your foreheads together as you lay down next to her, Wanda moved forward again, kissing you slowly.

"Yes, but I'm not done with you yet." She whispers against your lips, moving forward to be on top.

You smile against her lips, having no intention of protesting.

//-//

Wanda was not kidding.

You fell panting against the mattress after coming for the third time in a row, unable to feel your legs as your girlfriend collapses on top of you, affected by her own orgasm.

You sighed when she brought your mouths together again and you were almost ready for another when a knock on the door caught your attention.

"Girls please, it's been four hours!" Shouted Darcy from the other side of the door, and you and Wanda exchanged a look before letting out a giggle.

Wanda moved against you, searching the room for your clothes. She ended up putting on your T-shirt and one of your sweatpants, and you grabbed a jacket that was lying on the nightstand.

"You can come in, Darcy," You prompted next, covering your waist with the blanket as Wanda lay down beside you.

"God, this room smells like sex." She complains lightly and you laugh as Wanda lies against your chest and sinks her face into your neck. "Did you guys even drink water?"

Wanda giggles against your skin, finding your colleague's irritation amusing as you assure her that you two are doing just fine.

Darcy checks her watch.

"I don't know if you forgot, but we have the last Modern period now" She tells you and you sigh.

"Shit, it's true." You say and Wanda tightens her arms around you, making you smile. "You think you can cover for me?"

Darcy looks at the two of you for a moment and then rolls her eyes with amusement.

"Yeah, but you'll owe me" She says with a smile and you agree laughing slightly. "Drink some water for god's sake girls" She warns with amusement before leaving the room making you both laugh lightly.

You snuggle up against Wanda, feeling her relax against your body. It doesn't take long for you both to fall asleep.

#wanda maximoff #wanda x reader #wanda maximoff x reader #wanda x you #wanda maximoff x you #sub!wanda x reader #wanda maximoff x dom!reader

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𝚃𝚠𝚘 𝚔𝚒𝚗𝚍𝚜 𝚘𝚏 𝙳𝚊𝚍𝚍𝚢

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𝙱𝚞𝚌𝚔𝚢 𝙱𝚊𝚛𝚗𝚎𝚜 𝚡 𝚁𝚎𝚊𝚍𝚎𝚛

𝚁𝚎𝚚𝚞���𝚜𝚝𝚎𝚍: ANON Hey you ❤️ Could I request an imagine with Bucky where you are his non-avenger girlfriend but you got really distant towards him lately as you found out you're pregnant and you're scared of his reaction? But then he finds out and is all happy and all other avengers are happy for you and insist on taking care of you and it's just all fluffy ? Thank you a lot ❤️

𝚆𝚊𝚛𝚗𝚒𝚗𝚐𝚜: really fluff smut 18+ (praise, daddy kink, slight mommy kink?, breeding kink, oral fem!rec, age gap, etc), slight angst, cw: mentions of eating disorders (no one has one but bucky thinks this)

𝙰𝚞𝚝𝚑𝚘𝚛’𝚜 𝙽𝚘𝚝𝚎𝚜: listen…. The idea of kids and having kids getting pregnant all that jazz, yeah. It fucking terrifies me! LOL! But nonetheless I really do see the appeal and sometimes i catch myself reading these kinds of fics so i really hope you like it anon! :)

PS: updates are going to slow down cuz i don’t have any drafts ready for upload and also things are a little crazy personally so yeah hope y’all understand :)

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“You like that baby?” Bucky groaned in your ear.

“Yes daddy! Oh my god,” you moaned.

“You’re being such a good little girl for your daddy. Fuck, daddy. You're gonna make me a daddy. I’m gonna come inside you and you’re gonna get all swollen and round with my baby. You want that? You wanna be a mommy; make me a daddy?” 

Bucky and you both expressed in the past that kids were something you both wanted but with Bucky still heavily involved with missions and the avengers, and you were in college studying to get a PhD in biomechanics and computer engineering, something that would let you understand and work with Bucky specifically very closely. You were too young to have a baby but that didn’t stop you from playing into fantasies of having a family with the man you were so in love with. 

“Daddy,” you moaned.

“Give it to me, baby,” you looked him into his eyes.

Bucky kissed you hard as you both came and after cleaning yourselves up you had showered together, ate dinner quickly, and soon went to bed. 

That was two months ago. 

Three weeks after that night, Bucky was gone for about two weeks on a mission with Steve. You and the girls were drinking wine but you opted out for the tempting glasses feeling nauseous that entire week. 

As a joke, the girls were saying you were pregnant but you were sure that you and Bucky were always cautious when having sex. It wasn’t a good time to have a baby. So you joked that all three of you should take a pregnancy test and when yours came out positive you freaked out. 

“Oh my god! Bucky’s gonna kill me!” you panicked.

“Hey, relax. It’s ok,” Nat comforted you.

“We can get through this. Now did Bucky explicitly say he doesn’t want kids?” Wanda asked.

“No, we both want kids it’s just, ugh, life is so fucking crazy right now and I’m still in school, Bucky’s going on missions all the time. It’s just not a good time to have a baby.”

“Ok think about it this; if life for us was normal, as boring as that is, would Bucky be upset if you were pregnant?” Nat reasoned.

“No, he would be so happy. He wants to be a dad, it’s just so sudden,” you said in distress.

“It’s always sudden with this situation. But what’s more important is that you have support. Whatever your decision is in the end we'll all support you, even Bucky,” Nat told you.

Bucky came back home and immediately knew that there was something that was upsetting you. You promised him that you were alright but you were conflicted. You tried to tell him, you really did, but there wasn’t a good time. 

One night Bucky tried to initiate sex when you two had the tower to yourselves. You were instantly distant with him afraid he’d take one look at your naked body and know you were pregnant and that freak you out. 

“Baby, are you ok?” Bucky asked that night.

“Yeah, I just don’t feel good,” you didn’t actually lie, the pregnancy did affect your appetite drastically and many foods you used to adore before were repulsive to you. 

“Oh ok, do you need anything?” he was concerned.

“No, I think I’m ok.”

Now present day, you and Bucky hadn’t had sex since. It’s been a little over two months and Bucky wasn’t frustrated per say but he missed you; he missed having his hands on your warm and soft skin. He missed the way you squirmed under him and the little whimpers you made. How good your walls felt as he thrusted in and out of you torturously slow. 

You two were in the kitchen sitting with some of the other team members. So far only Nat and Wanda knew about your pregnancy as hard as it was to not tell Vision or Steve or literally anyone. You stared at the breakfast sitting in front of you; it used to be your favorite but looking at it and smelling it was making you extremely nauseous. 

“Baby?” Bucky rubbed your back.

“Hm?”

“Why aren’t you eating? It’s your favorite,” he said.

“I’m not too hungry,” you said.

Bucky wasn’t convinced but because you were in front of other people he didn’t want you to feel embarrassed like a father scolding a teenager. His hand rested on your thigh and immediately felt your leg tense up. 

You retracted and stood up walking away without saying a word and Bucky was confused and followed you quickly shoving as much food in his mouth as he could and tossed his plate in the sink. 

“What’s going on with them?” Steve asked.

“Oh no are they gonna break up?” Sam asked with genuine concern, as much as he fucked around with Buck he did admire your relationship. You are really good for him and he loved you unconditionally.

“No, it’s just-” Wanda started.

“Wanda,” Nat warned. 

“I wasn’t going to say anything,” she rolled her eyes, “There fine. Y/n’s just not feeling well and she doesn’t want to be bothered.”

Bucky walked into your shared room and found you changing into yet another hoodie. That’s when he started piecing things together; or at least he thought. You were always wearing very big clothing and covering your body; that he thought was the most beautiful he’d ever laid eyes on. You were constantly nauseous and refused to eat even some of your favorites dishes and meals. You wouldn’t let him touch even though he’s initiated a couple of times.

“Y/n?” Bucky asked.

“What?” you played dumb.

“Y/n, what’s going on?”

“Nothing, I told you I don’t feel good.”

“That seems to be your excuse a lot.”

“What does that mean?” you asked.

“Y/n, be honest with me. Are you starving yourself?” he had tears in his eyes; he couldn’t even think about you doing this to yourself.

“What! Bucky no! I’m not, ugh, just,” you stuttered.

“What is going on, please tell me, baby?”

“I’m pregnant!”

Silence. Bucky was shocked. You were pregnant? How long? Why didn’t you tell him? 

“I’m so sorry, Buck,” you started crying.

“No, no, no, no, don’t cry babygirl,” Bucky hugged you tightly while you sobbed into his chest.

“I’m happy, I’m really happy and excited for us. We’re gonna be a family,” he smiled.

“You’re not mad?”

“Why would I be mad?”

“I don’t know, I know we talk about this and having a family but not now. I thought you’d be mad at me.”

“Well, I’m a bit bummed that you didn’t tell when you found out but no; I’m so happy. I love you from the bottom of my heart and I would do anything for you. I’m gonna be here every step of the way and we’re gonna get through this together, ok?”

“Ok,” you sniffled. 

“Are you ok? Do you need anything?” Bucky already started going into protective dad mode and he just found out.

“No I just need you,” you whispered. 

“God, I love you,” Bucky picked you up and laid you on the bed littering your face in kisses.

“Does anyone else know?” he asked you.

“Well, uh, the girls,” you said.

“You told the girls?”

“Well, they were drinking and i declined because I was feeling sick and they joked that I was pregnant so we all took pregnancy tests as a joke but mine came out positive. I took two more and they were all positive,” you started tearing up.

“Hey don’t cry, it’s ok.”

“Sorry,” you laughed.

“We’re gonna be ok, right baby?” he whispered.

“Yeah, I love you.”

Bucky leaned down again and pressed kisses to your neck making you giggle. His warm hands trailed under your shirt making your skin burst into chills. Bucky’s lips continued their assault on your neck and before you knew Bucky started lifting your sweater over your head.

You did the same to Bucky and your chests were pressed against each other instantly as he kissed you hard. Bucky trailed kisses down your body slowly, hands rubbing your skin softly, lips staying longer than usual around your stomach for obvious reasons. 

Bucky peeled your sweats from your body and didn’t hesitate to dive in. His tongue licking a long strip against your pussy. You moan softly and your hips wiggled under him. He pressed down on you to keep you from squirming but you were getting very close to your orgasm and it just felt too good. 

Bucky brought his fingers and circled your entrance before inserting a finger slowly. He looked up at you moaning at his fingers and this encouraged Bucky to insert another one. His fingers slipped in and out with ease with your arousal practically dripping from you. 

Bucky leaned forward and circled his tongue around your clit. The obsecene sounds of Bucky finger fucking you echoed in the room and you finallly climax, cumming all over his finger. Bucky crawled up your tired body after taking his pants and boxers off. 

Bucky didn’t bother putting a condom considering you’ve been his only partner the past couple years and he got you pregnant. He pumped his cock a few times before grabbing your legs to wrap around his waist and easily slipped between your folds. 

“Fuck, baby girl. You feel so good,” Bucky moaned in your ear.

“Oh shit, yes,” you whimpered.

“Oh you’re gonna be so beautiful when you're all big and swollen, shit. You’re gonna be the sexiest mommy in this whole fucking world.”

“Ugh! And you’re gonna be such a sexy daddy,” you smirked and cupped his face.

He leaned down and kissed you passionately. He thrusted into you harder and your back arched into his chest, moaning high pitched and loudly. Your hands tugged on his hair and Bucky groaned in your mouth. 

“Oh Buck, I’m gonna come,”you said against his lips.

“Let go, baby. Come for me, mommy,” Bucky said. 

You came hard; your body contracted and trembled, your stomach tightened, your toes curled, and your legs pulled Bucky deep inside you, hot spurts of his cum coating your walls. Bucky settled on you but bounced back afraid he was crushing the baby.

He went to the bathroom, well practically sprinted, and returned with a warm towel to clean you up. Your body laid still while you were cleaned and you just watched Bucky with adoration. He left again and returned wearing boxers and held a bottle of your favorite lotion that you usually saved for special nights or for Tony’s parties.

You smiled and got comfortable as Bucky poured some lotion in his hand. His hands spread the lotion evenly on your body; thumbs skimming your sensitive nipples, gently caresses all over your stomach, teasing grazes along your inner thighs. You closed your eyes and felt euphoria. 

The love of your life was really pampering you and you felt so good. 

“I love you,” you whispered.

“I love you, too,” Bucky kissed your forehead, crawling into the bed with you.

“Let’s stay in all day. My girl is pregnant and she’s gonna need all the rest she can get,” Bucky joked.

“But what about-”

“No, who cares,” bucky interrupted.

“But-”

“No buts.”

“What are we gonna tell the rest of the team?”

“Oh, well. It’s your body, your comfort. You tell them when you feel it’s best. But I do hope it’s soon because I’m so happy and I don’t think i'd be able to keep this a secret for long,” Bucky dived his head in your neck making you laugh.

“Ok,” you whispered.

“Man, I’m gonna be a dad,” Bucky sighed happily.

“You’re gonna be daddy,” you said innocently.

“I’m already your daddy,” he playfully growled.

“Then you’re gonna be two types of daddy,” you smirked.

“Two types of daddy.”

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Arranged

𝐍𝐚𝐨𝐲𝐚 𝐙𝐞𝐧𝐢𝐧 𝐱 𝐅𝐞𝐦 𝐑𝐞𝐚𝐝𝐞𝐫

𝐖𝐚𝐫𝐧𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐬:𝐍𝐬𝐟𝐰, 𝐀𝐫𝐫𝐚𝐧𝐠𝐞𝐝 𝐦𝐚𝐫𝐫𝐢𝐚𝐠𝐞

𝐖𝐜: 1.7𝐤

The day was cold so cold your breath turned into clouds of smoke. It was a late night where there was a meeting for you in your parents room about your housing statements. "Y/n you have no other choice but to Marry a Zenin." The words that left your fathers mouth scared you; it was the end of your freedom. The end of the life you were happy in.

"Who's the person I have to marry?" He looks over to the side because the tension he created scared himself. Without looking at you he says the name you thought you would never have to hear. “Naoya Zenin” a gasp left your mouth and you got up from the room and opened the door and ran. The only thought you could have was why would he pick you to be his bride if he doesn’t even know you.

The only thought you could think of is why such a misogynistic man would want a woman like me by his side. How must’ve known me personally or from a past experience but the life with Naoya wasn’t the life I planned. Once I’m in the Zenin clan there is no escape.

You decided to run out of the room that your father had you in and start to pack your bags so you could run away. You stuffed your phone in your pocket and your clothes in a duffle bag and started to pack your things so that you could be left alone. You didn’t care about whether you had shoes on or not all you wanted was an escape from this reality you hoped would be a dream.

You picked up your bag and began to run out of your house shoeless and on the hard concrete that caused bruises on your feet. In the distance you could hear your father screaming out your name for you to come back to him. You couldn’t believe your father would sell you out like that.

Tears ran down your cheeks as you ran and couldn’t get the thought out of your mind just as you were free and at a far distance you thought no one could reach you as you saw white head lights beam in the distance. You ran the opposite direction as them and you had no choice but to drop your luggage as it was holding you back from the freedom you hoped for you never saw yourself serving up to a man.

The way you ran you felt like no one could catch up to you but you were wrong again you were cornered in a dead end where no one was able to let you go. They were ready to fight you if you did try to escape but you were exhausted. You gave into the arrangement and called it quits and let them open the door for you.

The guards guided you to the black car and you sat down and looked out the window as you saw rain start to pour and wiped your tears since no one wanted you, you knew it was only up to you to get yourself back up off your feet. The ride was long but you just wanted to get this over with.

The feeling of hearing the car doors unlocked made you feel better as a guard held your hand aiding you to get out of the car. You bowed and Naoya was waiting for you with a smirk on his face as he looked glad to see you. You could feel his footsteps approaching you as you were still bowing, his hands were on your shoulders and he lifted you up and tried to hug you.

You pushed his hands away from you and walked past him and he grabbed your arm. The clan seemed shocked at his action and when he poked up at you there was a smirk plastered across your face. He dragged you away from the crowd and down to the hallway.

“Where are you taking me? You’re being so harsh it was just a joke so calm down.” He acted as if he couldn’t hear anything you were saying you huffed then pulled his arm and stopped in the middle of the hall as you were catching an attitude with him. He pulled your arm close into his arms and leaned down to your ear and in his slightly deep voice he said, “Y/n stop acting like you don’t miss me. I never forgot that night at the club.” The words he said made a chill run up your spine and shake a little.

“That’s the reason I don’t want to be here. I want to forget that night and how good you made me feel.” You looked up into his eyes and he laughed a little as he bit his lip looking at you soaking wet in your clothes that was revealing all the skin on your body. You looked down at your body and got nervous and your face felt warm and you tucked yourself in his kimono so that no one else could see.

“See y/n you’re doing perfect now will you be a good girl and be the woman you are supposed to be to your husband and please me.” You took a step back and squinted your eyes at him since you didn’t know who he could be talking to. “What you want me to do is be your mom and house maid and to obey your commands because I’m a woman.” You turned around and began walking away again he stepped in front of you and you began to back up. “I see what you’re doing Y/n.”

In a shaky voice hoping he didn’t you awkwardly smiled at him and you stepped back into a vacant room. “What could it be Naoya? What could I possibly want from someone like you?” You could feel his aura and it was a sense of anger he closed the door and pinned you on a wall with his hand over your head. He looked down at you and just as his hand was about to brush past your cheek you took it and twisted it.

He was brought to his knees by the pain and you placed your hands on his cheeks and opened his mouth and spit into it. “I’ll tell you when to dominate me and now is the time. Get your ass up.” He shook off his hand and pushed you in front of him as your ass was pressed against him causing him to get a bulge.

As you were walking in the room looking for something to lay on when you bent over he slapped your ass. “Fuck~” you whined out as you felt your body warm up. “So you like it when I punish you. Don’t you?” You nodded because you couldn’t bear anyone hearing those words slip from your lips. “Y/n is it okay if I begin your punishment for being such a naughty girl.”

“Yes Naoya.” Naoya took the soaked dress you were wearing and pulled it over so he could see how beautiful your ass looked. You thought he would just put it in like other guys would do but he insisted he fingered you first. Naoya placed his hand on your neck and pulled you up to him as you could feel the grip he had on you that made you aroused.

You thought he would finger you but what he did was different he started humping you as you were fully clothed. You thought that you wouldn’t be able to get off until you heard Naoya whisper in your ear “Y/n you messed up my kimono. You must be ready for me already.” You looked behind to see that you were so wet your juices were basically dripping from your pussy.

You took a step back and turned around as you saw Naoya undo his kimono and dropped it on the ground. You looked up to see his exposed chest and six pack abs displayed in front of you. Your eyes continued to travel down his body and you saw how big and thick his dick was. Inside you were afraid but happy he can back up all the backtalk he would give you.

“Get on the floor and lay on your back!” You did as you were told and the floor mats were cushioned so you didn’t worry too much about it in all. He separated your closed legs and started to rub his tip on your clit then brought it down to your hole and inserted himself into you. Your eyes went to the back of your head as you arched your back a bit. His strokes were slow at first but you were unable to make eye contact with him.

“Why so shy now, take it like the pathetic slut you are” His strokes were deeper and you felt how it was almost so far that he could see a tummy bulge in your stomach. He saw that you weren’t begging for his dick any more so just as he was about to pull out you wrapped your legs around him. His eyes widened from what you did. “Naoya we aren’t finished.” He inserted himself back onto you and his strokes were faster and you could feel yourself about to climax. You dug your nails into his muscular back and could hear the deep groans he was letting out.

“Fuck I’m a cum inside.” You didn’t mind it because you were on birth control. You felt like the world went blank as you saw nothing but white and you felt the two of yall cum together. He pulled out of you to see you laid out on the mat and saw his cum and your cream seep from your pussy. “Awe what a pretty cream pie we’ve made.” You huffed as you were just coming back to reality.

He placed his hand on your back as he adjusted himself so you could be in the middle of him as he cleaned you up and the last words you heard from him that night was. “This is the pleasure you’ll get now since we are arranged.”

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[luminnara]

Pro Hero Bakugou + cam girl!reader fluff 18+ ONLY

I wrote this for myself c: i’m a SWer and i gotta live through my self inserts sometimes lol

Warnings: nsfw language

part 2

requests are open!

Everyone always expected him to end up with another pro hero. After all, he was Dynamight, a determined, powerful man with an even more powerful quirk. He had his own agency, he kept his area of the city in check, and he had a near perfect record. It only made sen that he would want to date someone equally as impressive and passionate about hero work, someone who could keep up with him and match him on every level.

Nobody ever expected that he would end up with someone like you, least of all...well, you.

You held off on telling him what you did for a living for a while. You weren’t ashamed of your profession by any means, but you had developed too much of a crush on Katsuki to risk ruining everything if he didn’t share your viewpoint. What if he hated your job? What if he thought you were an embarrassment to his name? No, it felt better to just tell him that you did something mundane, letting him believe you were an accountant or something rather than a full time online sex worker.

You were absolutely certain that the great Dynamight wouldn’t want the news getting out that he was dating someone like you, so even though it felt like you were lying to the man you were falling in love with, it also felt...better. It felt safe.

So imagine your surprise and horror when he casually brought it up on his own.

“What, you thought I didn’t know from the start?” He rolled his eyes, kicking his feet up on your coffee table as he raised a beer to his lips. “You think I’m stupid or somethin’?”

“What? No!” You said quickly.

“Then why’d you lie?”

You looked down in embarrassment. “Because...I didn’t know how you would react.”

He raised an eyebrow but said nothing, waiting for you to continue.

“A lot of guys get jealous, or just...shitty about it.” You sighed. “I figured that you wouldn’t want my job ruining your reputation as a pro, too. So...I just never said anything.”

Katsuki was silent for a moment, taking another drink. He seemed like he was thinking about your words, and with each second that ticked by, you grew more nervous. Was he about to yell at you for hiding such a big part of your life? Was he going to break up with you right then and there?

“Don’t be a dumbass.” He finally said. “I don’t give a shit what you do, long as you like doin’ it.”

His voice was harsh, but it made your heart soar.

“Thank you,” you said, letting out a relieved sigh.

“For what?” He grunted.

When he saw the sappy look on your face, he groaned and motioned for you to come closer. When you came and stood near his legs, he rolled his eyes, reaching out with one strong arm and pulling you down to straddle his lap.

“I don’t fuckin’ care what your job is.” He said, a big hand settling on your ass. “Kinda pissed me off that you kept hidin’ it from me, but I figured you’d bring it up at some point. Then you just fuckin’ didn’t, so I did.”

“How the hell did you find out?” You asked, suspicious that he had gone through your shit or something.

In that moment, the great Katsuki Bakugou actually blushed.

“Uh...” he looked away, avoiding your eyes. “I...mighta caught a livestream once.”

Your eyes widened. “You what?”

He rubbed the back of his neck awkwardly. “Yeah, I tuned in once or twice.”

“What? When?” 

“I didn’t go lookin’ for you specifically like a creep!” he said roughly. 

When you just quirked an eyebrow, he sighed. 

“It was right at the beginnin’. Remember that first date we went on? You were wearin’ that green dress...”

“Of course I do,” you smiled. 

Bakugou readjusted his grip on you and you settled in against his chest. “You wore that fuckin’ dress, ‘n you got me so god damn worked up with that.”

“Did I?” You teased, already knowing the answer. You were well versed in the world of horny men, and you could very vividly remember all of his awkward shifting and not so stealthy readjustments.

“Fuck, you have no idea,” he groaned. “Had a hard on the whole night. Thought I was gonna explode by the time I got home.”

“Well, you’re pretty good at exploding,” you laughed, leaning your cheek against his chest as you looked up at him. “You could have invited me in, you know.”

“Nah, I was bein’ a gentleman. I mean, you’re fuckin’ gorgeous, princess...but I asked you to dinner because I liked you. And when I ask a girl to dinner, I fuckin’ do it right. After I got home, I had to go rub one out...’n that’s when I found you on that camsite.”

You blushed. “Yeah, I, uh...remember going home and deciding I should go live for a few hours, since you made sure to have me home by nine.”

He rolled his eyes at your joking tone. “Yeah, yeah. I saw you under the now online tab, ‘n I couldn’t stop watchin’...”

“That was a good night,” you grinned. “I went straight from having some of the fanciest food I’ve ever tasted to having one of my work nights ever. I mean, I remember hitting my tip goal in like, half an hour! Because my highest tipper was some new guy and—“

You paused, realization dawning on you.

“Wait just a goddamn second.” You leaned back, sitting up to look at Katsuki suspiciously.

The shit eating grin on his face confirmed your suspicions.

“What, babe?” He drawled. “You were gonna tell me all about your highest tipper. Don’t stop now.”

“My highest tipper,” you jabbed your finger into his chest, “was a new guy whose username I had never seen before, who had to have a lot of money to pay what he did.”

“Yeah, well. There’s all kindsa rich people on those sites. They love gettin’ off to pretty pieces of ass like you.”

“And he even ended up tipping enough tokens to cover my bills that month,” you rose up on your knees, straddling him again. “He had to have been a celebrity. Or a CEO. Or a pro hero.”

His grin only widened. “Musta been.”

“Katsuki, I cannot believe you!” You laughed, lightly slapping his chest. “All this time, you’ve been watching me from a burner account?”

“Well, I can’t exactly just put my hero name out there,” he chuckled.

“Because it would be all over the tabloids?” You guessed.

“What? No, because you woulda found out right away. Like I said, I wanted you to come to me first.”

“That’s...really sweet of you, actually,” you sighed. “Thanks, Katsuki. For not telling everybody.”

“Well...”

“...you told Kirishima, didn’t you?”

“I was excited about how hot my new girlfriend was!” He said defensively. “‘N it’s not like he was gonna do anythin’ bad, anyways.”

“Yeah, there’s not a mean bone in that man’s body,” you laughed, sliding back down onto your boyfriend’s chest. “I just can’t believe you. How are you so good at keeping secrets from me?”

“You tried to do the same thing to me,” he pointed out.

“Well, now we’re even. But...I don’t exactly think the world would like knowing that a top hero is dating a camgirl.”

“Like I care.” He rolled his eyes. “You know how popular you’re gonna be when rumors start flyin’?”

“Rumors?” You asked, looking up at him.

“Oh, yeah. Everybody’ll wanna find out if that’s really the pussy that the best pro hero is poundin’ every night.”

“Katsuki!”

“What? It’s true.”

You were quiet as you thought for a moment. “You know, if you sign a model release, your dick can be on cam...”

His face lit up. “You wanna suck this cock in fronta all your loyal fans, baby? Wanna show em what a fuckin’ size queen you really are?”

“Full of ourselves tonight, aren’t we?” You asked dryly.

“You’re gonna be fulla my cum soon enough,” he flirted, leaning down to nip at your jaw. “C’mon, Princess. I gotta get my practice in before I can be your stunt dick.”

#bakugou x reader #bakugou x you #bakugou imagines #bnha imagine #bakugou imagine #pro hero bakugou

[levi-lover]

Say my name

Levi x fem!reader

W/C: 1935

T/W: Smut, 18+, Female Masturbation, slight choking

A/N: I’m going through a writer’s block #rip so I edited the first smut piece I wrote back in December. It’s not my best but hey we all gotta start somewhere! 

You sat at the kitchen table, hunched over a book, entrenched into the words on the page. As the climax began to unravel, you swung your leg onto the chair and put your weight on your foot so you could lean closer to the table, closer to the book. Your body began to shake as you frantically read the pages, turning each furiously. 

You noticed you had less than ten pages to go, you slid your body closer to the table causing the ball of your foot to press against your core. You let out a small sigh, surprised by the sudden arousal. No, not now. Let me finish the book! You ignored the feeling but you kept on pressing your weight to your foot. You finished the book in a rush and as you closed the spine of the book, you let out a small sigh and untangled your legs from underneath you. 

“Wow,” you said out loud to the empty room. That was amazing, I can’t wait to tell Levi. After months of him pestering you to read the dang book, you finally read it. You hated to admit it but Levi was right, you did love it. You rolled your eyes at the thought of his stupid smug face tell you he told you were going to love it. Whatever at least I’ll have someone to talk about it with. Speaking of his stupid smug face, where is he? You looked over at the stove clock 4:23 it read. 

He had left over an hour ago to get groceries. He was normally quick and efficient, never gone for more than 40 minutes. Maybe he got caught up in traffic? You leaned back in the chair remembering the pressure in your core, you pressed your legs together and began to rub them. You closed your eyes in relief, another sigh escaped your mouth. You sat on your leg again, using your foot to apply pressure to yourself. As your body moved against your foot, your core began to tingle, with your left hand you grabbed your lower back and pushed yourself further into your foot, a moan escaped your mouth. You wished it would be Levi’s hands squeezing your lower back, hips, and thighs as he laid under your body, you wished you could be feeling his cock growing hard underneath you. 

“Fuck, where is that man? I need him.” 

You walked down the hallway into your shared bedroom. You sat at the foot of the bed, throwing your body against the crisp sheets, your legs dangled off the bed. You kept your eyes closed as your hand reached to your crotch, your fingers gently rubbing the fabric, your hips began to move along with your fingers desperate to feel more but you kept a slow pace. Your right hand reached over to your left breast and you began to massage yourself, feeling your nipple slowly harden under your shirt. A moan escaped your lips as you began to rub harder against your core, you reached your hands under your leggings feeling yourself over your underwear. You imagined Levi was the one touching you, closing your eyes tight, you pictured him laying over you, moaning into your ear. Heat began to pour into your cheek. You pushed your underwear aside, using your middle finger you touched your entrance. You trailed your finger up your slit, pressed down on your clit. Starting to draw tiny circles around the bundle of nerves, you felt the pressure build inside of you. You pressed down and moaned out Levi’s name. 

“Yes?” asked a deep voice from the doorway.

You rolled your head over and pulled the top of your body up. “Levi, you’re home!” Your hands still in your leggings, you smiled sheepishly at him. “I didn’t hear you come in.”

He chucked, “the lights were off. I assumed you were napping so I came in quietly. Tsk, looks like you were busy doing something else.” 

Levi was leaning against the door, one eyebrow was up as he looked over at you with amusement on his face. You could tell he was trying not to laugh. You pulled your hands out of your pants. 

“Oh, no. Don’t stop on my account, brat. Keep going” He walked over to you, the smell of pine and mint hitting your nose. 

Fuck, I did a good job when I bought that cologne. 

He was standing at the foot of the bed, looking down at you. His arms folded across his broad chest, his dark hair gently floating over his gray eyes. He put both arms on either side of your body as he leaned over, his legs spread over yours. You squirmed as you felt his breath near your face, you looked down overwhelmed by the heat coming off of your checks. He used his right hand to gently grab your face, his fingers were warm and firm. A sigh escaped your lips as he tilted your head up, forcing you to make eye contact with him. You saw the excitement and arousal in his eyes as he examined your face. He loved looking at you when you were like this, he loved knowing he was turning you on without even having to do anything to you. It made him feel powerful and it made him feel loved. 

As much as he loved giving you pleasure, he also loved making you wait for it. He looked at your lips, they were parted as small, jagged breaths escaped from your chest. His cock began to press against his jeans as he looked over you. He wanted to fuck you so bad but he knew he had to wait.

He lowered his head and began to whisper into your ear, “are you gonna stop touching that pretty little pussy ‘cause I’m here, huh?”

You closed your eyes and moaned, you felt yourself getting wetter. You loved it when he talked dirty to you. He placed his hands on your neck and began choking you gently. He pushed you onto the bed. 

“Go to the top of the bed. That’s an order” 

You nodded and whispered, “yes, sir.” 

You laid your head on your pillow and looked back to Levi, he was on his knees staring at you from the bottom of the bed. 

“Take off your shirt.” You pulled off the shirt you were wearing and tossed it somewhere in the room. “Good girl. Pull down your leggings and only your leggings.”

You yanked down the fabric as Levi watching, smirking. You laid back, feeling the cool air of the room touch your naked body, goosebumps appeared on your stomach and thighs. Levi looked at you, waiting for you to make eye contact before he made his next order. He loved to look directly into your eyes during sex, he loved knowing you were fully present with him, that you needed him. 

“Touch yourself but if you even dare to put a finger inside, you’ll get punished, okay?”

“Mmmm” you mumbled, as you began to rub yourself again, the pleasure from before quicking rising inside of you; knowing that Levi was watching you turned you on even more. 

“Am I joke to you?”

“N-,o” you mustered out as your body began to tense, a coil starting to form inside of your stomach.

“Then answer me when I speak to you, got it, slut?” Levi’s voice became rough and dark, he wasn’t joking around. 

“Y-yes, what do I do next?” you moaned. 

“I want you to keep on rubbing yourself, do a good job for me.” You peaked over at Levi and who started to rub himself through his jeans. He was biting his bottom lips trying to hold in a moan. You arched your back at the beautiful sight. 

“Start fucking yourself,” he ordered. 

“Yes, Levi.” You start by putting in one finger and curl it into your body, slowly you insert one more, you could feel every inch of yourself. The noise of your wet cunt and moans filled the air. Levi let go of his moan and he began to unzip his jeans. Fuck, I love him so much. You squeezed your eyes shut and focused on Levi’s moans.  

“I want to hear you say my name.” 

“Yes, Levi.” you took your fingers out of your entrance and ran them back up your slit, your back arched at your touch, this was good but it would feel so much better if it was Levi doing this to you. You started touching your clit again, circling around it, the coil getting tighter and tighter. From the bottom of the bed, you heard the sound of Levi’s hands on his cock, you bit your lip just thinking about it. 

“I told you to say my name like the good girl you are”

You threw your head back and started shouting Levi’s name.“F-fuck, Levi.” 

“That’s what I like to hear.”

Levi tossed his head back, he was holding his cock in his angular hands, stoking it up and down. He wanted to shove it inside of you, you were so wet and all he had to do was boss you around. He smiled at the thought of you fucking yourself to the memory of him. 

“Mmm Levi, ‘m close.” You rotated between rubbing circles around your clit to pressing down on it, As the coil snapped, your back arched and pleasure flooded your body, your legs began to pulse. You looked over to see Levi’s face twisted in joy as his cock twitched in his hands and white strings of cum shot out from the tip. He looked at it with content before pulling off his t-shirt to clean off his hands. He glanced up at you and smirked, “that’s my good girl.”

You let out a sigh of relief and held your arms open, inviting him to come in. He chuckled before crawling his way to you. He rested his head in the crook of your neck, wrapping his toned arms around you. Levi placed small kisses on your skin, his hands caressed your waist with a feather-soft touch. You started trailing circles around his back. He loved when you touched him like this, so gentle and full of love. 

“I missed you,” you whispered. 

“Tsk, I wasn’t even gone long.” 

“Yeah, but you were gone longer than usual, it was pure pain!” 

He laughed at your dramatic nature. 

“I guess since you couldn’t keep my name out of your lips.”

“Fuck you.”

“I know you want to,” he retorted. 

“Whatever, anyways what took you so long? I finished the book and I wanted to talk about it!”

“I see. That’s why you were moaning my name. I had to wait for them to stalk up on someone’s favorite brand of oat milk. But you liked it, huh? I knew you would.” You didn’t even have to look at face to see the smug expression he was making. 

“Yeah, I did like it, so what? But wait you got me oat milk? Doesn’t that need to be refrigerated?” you asked. The both of you had been going at for a while now. 

Levi jumped out of you arms and shouted, “fuck! I didn’t put the groceries away!”

“Haha, loser!” 

“Shut up, Brat. Help me put them away and then I’ll actually fuck you.” 

“Aye, aye, Captain!” You shouted like a soldier getting ready for battle. You put clean clothes on and raced him to the kitchen. When Levi said he was going to do something he would do it.

#levi x reader #levi ackerman #attack on titan #levi ackerman smut #levi ackerman x reader #levi aot #modern levi ackerman #aot x reader #levi ackerman x fem!reader #aot #levi ackerman snk #levi lover fic #captain levi ackerman #levi smut #aot smut #levi ackerman x you #aot x you #i love levi ackerman #modern snk #levi ackerman fic

[noctumbra]

bloody

summary — he looked feral; his eyes black, face contorted in something devilish, lips blood red and shiny and the smirk on his face was promising more than he already had given.

pairing — bucky barnes x reader

warnings — smut, +18, biting kink, creampie, rough sex, degrading kink, bucky is leaning more towards mean dom, bondage, gagging, edging, fluff at the end

a/n — i just... came up with it idk hope you guys like it! i’m sorry if i have typos and grammar mistakes. they’re all mine... unfortunately lol. i don't own the gif.

Your whimpers were music to his ears. Writhing under him, your screams were muffled because of the gag Bucky had put on. Your hands were tied up to the bed posts, his belt was doing a great job of holding you down and making you feel helpless.

With tears in your eyes, you whined, sniffling quietly. Bucky didn't spare you any look, he was too busy biting down on your soft flesh and chewing it between his teeth. His hands were strong on your sides, helping the belt, holding you down effectively.

"Stop moving," he said, voice stern, and slapped your thigh harshly. You swallowed the spit that had gathered in your mouth and tried to hold yourself still. He had told you to keep still: "I'm making an art here, silly baby, don't you dare to move."

Bucky lifted your legs higher, throwing them on his shoulders, he buried his face between your thighs. You could feel the biting marks on your inner thighs. The soft skin was now taut and throbbing deep inside. You jumped when you felt Bucky's teeth grazing your clit, a surprised yelp left your mouth, but it was silent thanks to the gag. You lifted your head slightly to steal a glimpse.

His hair was falling on his shoulders, almost covering his whole face. His beard was scratching your sensitive skin, irritating it even more. Hands gripping your thighs, his tongue licked a flat line from your hole to your clit. The tip of his tongue nudged your clit not-too-gently, and you flinched. Pulling on the belt, you moaned.

"Be quiet," he ordered with a hard as steel look. You shuddered violently and nodded. You knew he loved when you were this helpless, this putty in his hands. He always loved having you at his mercy.

You heard him groan as his grip on your thighs tightened threateningly. You knew there would be bruises there tomorrow when you got a good look at yourself. You also knew that you never minded whenever he gave you something to remember the amazing night you had spent with him.

Swallowing a loud moan, you lifted your head just a little to watch him going to town on your pussy. His nose was nudging your clit every so often, his tongue was moving in and out of you, lapping up all the juices you could ever offer him.

"Could live here and never complain, baby," he murmured, letting the vibrations of his voice shook your world. "You taste so sweet, like a fucking nectar, honey." He palced a soft kiss on your mound and sucked your clit, then pulled away. You writhed a little. Your desperate look beneath him, silently begging for him to continue, made Bucky smirk like a maniac. 

Rising on his knees between your legs, Bucky took himself in his hand; he was hard as rock, the head of cock was angry red, precum was dripping and he groaned loudly when the skin of his hand contacted with his cock. “Feels so good, honey,” Bucky whispered. His hand was flying over his cock, jacking it with quick moves. His fingers were always busying themselves on his head. His other hand was stroking his balls slowly. His breath came out shakily when he squeezed his balls. They were always sensitive, you knew that so well. 

Bucky threw his head back and grunted. His chest expanded with the harsh breath he took, mouth hanging open, his face drowned in pleasure. You pulled on the belt again, carefully this time, just to get his attention. Bucky looked down at you. 

“You want my cock, darlin’?” he teased. You nodded. Your eyes wide and innocent, you knew it drove him mad whenever you looked at him like that. You’d smirk if you could when you heard him grunt and, like it was possible, saw his eyes darken even more. “What makes you think you deserve it, hm?” He narrowed his eyes. “You were being a brat just a moment ago; moving and making noises, ignoring my orders... Am I wrong, baby?” You sniffed at his harsh voice, but nodded. He liked honesty. He liked when you owned up to what you’ve done. He swiped his fingers over the head of his cock, collecting the precum there. Then, he leaned forward and smeared the precum all around your mouth. 

You whined. It was so close yet you couldn’t taste it. Bucky chuckled darkly. He pulled his hand back and placed it on his cock again. He focused on his head this time. Fully intended on coming, he leaned a bit forward so that his cock was directly at your pussy. He groaned, grunted and bit down on his lips. You knew he was so close. His cheeks were flushed, face contorted in pleasure. 

He let out a loud groan and slammed in you, coming deep inside. You yelped behind the gag. The sudden burst of pain and pleasure washed over your body, making your legs shake. Bucky groaned deep in his chest as his cock twitched in you. 

“So warm...” he mumbled. “Your walls are so soft and and gentle to my cock, sweetheart,” he added, dark blue eyes finding yours. You whimpered at his words. He pulled back until only his head was inside of you. He bowed over your body and his lips closed over your nipple. 

His tongue swirled around it, licking the pain away whenever he bit down, he sucked on it harshly. His hand found your other nipple and he squeezed it between his fingers. You whimpered in pain. It wasn’t a bad kind of pain, it was actually so good...Bucky let your nipple go with a pornographic ‘pop’. 

“Aw,” he cooed amusingly. “Lookit those tears. You’re such a cry baby, silly,” he said, licking the tears away. “You cry at everything, don’t you. Aw.” You sniffed like you were confirming his words. He laughed. Standing up, he slammed in you and started a punishing pace. 

Everytime his cock slid in and out of you, hitting every single sweet spot you have, you mewled. Your body was inching upwards with each thrust of his hips. His thighs slapping at your skin, balls hitting your ass, you felt yourself slowly going crazy. Your stomach started quivering. You were close. So close. You were about to come, clit throbbing, pussy clenching around him, milking his cock, Bucky pulled back. 

Your eyes rolled back with the rejection. The beginning of a strong orgasm ebbing away, Bucky pushed himself in again. This time his thrusts were short and deep. 

He wasn’t aiming to make you come. He was aiming to make himself come. With the realization, you looked up at him, surprised. He grinned, nodding. “Yes, baby, exactly,” he said. He grunted as he got closer. He grabbed your thighs and pulled them over his lap, wrapping your legs around his thick waist. “God, fuck!” He groaned loudly and bit down your breast, hard, coming inside you for a second time. You screamed.

The pain of his bite and the second rejection got you bucking your hips against his. You fidgeted beneath him, seeking your own relief. Hands pining your hips to the bed, he pulled back, releasing your breast. 

He looked feral; his eyes black, face contorted in something devilish, lips blood red and shiny and the smirk on his face was promising more than he already had given. You shivered. Bucky slid out of you and laid down on his stomach. He buried his face between your thighs, tongue poking your clit with its every flick. Bucky drunk your juices which mixed with his release. He moaned. 

“We taste so good together, baby,” he murmured as he swiped a finger from down to top and licked his finger afterwards. You squeezed your thighs around his head slightly. He looked at you, brows raised. He, then, grabbed your thighs and bit down. You moaned and yelped behind the gag, eyes rolling back again. The thin line between pain and pleasure felt so good with Bucky, you loved it. 

After that, he started to place bites all over your thighs. You could see the teeth marks he left behind each time he pulled back. At one point, when you weren’t delirious with the feeling, you saw blood on his lips. Keeping the eye contact, he licked the blood away. He reached out to the gag, opening it with a flick of his fingers, he pulled it out. 

“Sir!” You moaned. Bucky smirked. 

“Yes, pretty?” 

“Please, sir,” you hiccuped. “Please, please.” Bucky kissed the bite marks, licking them sometimes, making it sting. 

“Please what, pretty?” He murmured softly. 

“Make me come, sir? Please?” You begged, your voice near hysterical. Bucky only hummed, continued to kiss and lick over your bite marks. Your hips jerked when he swiped his finger through your wetness again. “Sir! Please, sir! I need─ I want to come, please!” He hummed again, thoughtful. 

He inserted two fingers inside of you. Moving them in a quick pace, you could hear how wet you were. Every slick sound drove you crazy, had your stomach quiver. Bucky rested this thumb over your clit and inserted a third finger in you. Your back arched, hands pulling the belt, you moaned. 

“Siiiir! Pleease! Oh, please, sir, please!” You cried, tears rolling down freely. 

“Aw there is my cry baby,” Bucky joked. “Come,honey baby. Come for me sweetheart.” 

You screamed when you came around his fingers. Your clit throbbed violently under his thumb, walls tightened around his fingers like vice and your stomach tightened with the intensity of the orgasm. 

Bucky watched you losing yourself in your orgasm like a hunter watched its prey: Eyes dark and sharp, catching your every move, his ears are strained to hear eery moan, whimper and whine. He watched you coming down slowly. Your breath slowing down, the throbbing under his thumb started to ebb, and your walls decided to let Bucky’s fingers live. 

“There you go,” he murmured. Pulling his fingers out of you gently, Bucky licked them clean quickly. His eyes closing for a moment becaus of the exquisite taste, he, then, laid down next to you. He pulled you into his arms. Tucking your hair behind your ear, he started to murmur sweet nothings in your ear. 

Ten minutes later, you felt solid again. “Sir?” You whispered. Bucky’s arms tightened around you assuringly.

“Yeah, baby?” You sighed and turned your head to his chest, snuggling deeper into his arms, you made him chuckle. 

“Don’t go,” you murmured. He placed a kiss on your head, arms keeping you safe while his hands stroking your naked skin. He curled around you protectively. 

“Never, honey. I’m not going anywhere.” 

You smiled and placed a kiss over his pulse. When you fell asleep in his arms, you had a happy and content smile on your face. 

───

#bucky barnes x reader #meandom!bucky barnes #bucky barnes smut #bucky barnes fluff #bucky barnes angst #bucky barnes imagines #dom!bucky barnes #dom bucky #mean dom bucky

[haechanokeh]

I’m Right For Your [pt. 8]

[teaser] [ Chapter 1 ] [ Chapter 2 ] [ Chapter 3 ] [Chapter 4] [Chapter 5] [Chapter 6] [Chapter 7]

pairing: popular college! mark x average! reader

genre: romance, smut, angst, series.

warning (general): corruption, oral sex (both receiving and giving), cream pie, rough sex, mention of religion, rough sex, self-esteem, public sex, sub! reader, sex toys. possessive mark two-faced mark

your eyes were squinting as it became sensitive to the morning ray of the sun. but your breath hitched when the first thing you saw was mark in his serious face.

woke up in the wrong side? why does he look… awfully upset? you asked yourself.

"we need to talk." he said in a serious manner, you could see from his eyes how urgent or determined he was.

you sat up and leaned back against your bed's headboard. he sat up too, one leg on the bed folded, and the other on the floor and he's facing me.

"did you remember anything before you slept on me?" he asked with his eyes slightly wide open as if he's anticipating something but it is something serious.

"you mean before i passed out?" you indirectly made a correction of his statement of you sleeping on him, because you literally passed out. mark fucked your brains out.

you saw from your peripheral view the wall clock, then your eyes widened in shock.

"mark! we're going to be late!" you gasped and kicked the comforter on your legs but he quickly grabbed your hand and pulled you back to bed. your back bounced on your fluffy bed and in just seconds, mark's on top of you straddling over you.

"we're skipping." he said in a low tone voice.

"what?" you were bewildered by what he said. "do you have a fever, are you okay?" your cupped his cheeks.

mark felt like he's going to melt from your touch but he needs to settle things between the two of you first and by force is also in his options.

"y/n, answer me, what do you remember you knocked up?" he asked you again.

"moaning?" you really can't remember anything.

"tsk." he was kinda pissed, he thought maybe this you were trying to push your agenda of not falling for him. you heard something clicked but you're not that curious about what it was.

"moaning? i'm sorry i c- mark!" you yelped when you felt a familiar shaky shape against your bud. "is that my vibrator?" you asked in disbelief and hands about to push him but he quickly pinned both of your hands on the bed with just the strength of his one hand.

"next time, hide it very well. this beautiful thing…." he put it in max that made you swear. "sitting on top of your underwear." he smirked. mark just wanted to dress you but his pervy thoughts won.

mark was pressing the vibrator harder on your clit and sliding it between your folds caused nothing but an increase of libido. right here and there, you wanted to be fucked again.

"mark…" you moaned.

"yes baby?" he whispered into your ear and bit it. You groaned and lifted your hip wanting to push your pussy harder on the vibrator. “y/n, do you remember what you said to me last night? Hmm?” he’s licking the side of your neck and nipping it. Your abdomen hardens in arousal.

“no, I couldn’t…” you honestly replied. You couldn’t the last thing you remembered was that you were a mess and passed out because of the good fuck.

Mark lifted his head and faced you, nose inches away from you. His eyes, those dark dominating eyes are back like at any moment about to make your knees functionless.

“you’re so cruel.” there was a glimpse of disappointment in his eyes. “ you gasped when he inserted a finger inside you but the vibrator didn’t move an inch. “and if i tell you what you said to me, you’ll deny it. you’re always like that, do you know that?”

“ohh sht.” you cried out and clenched his finger when he folded it. every time he folds it he always hits your spot. mark already memorizes your anatomy, he already knows how your body works and what turns you off, that’s when he professes his love for you. “mark, fuck right there… please…” you were a moaning mess and naively begging for him to let you cum.

when you were about to reach your climax he quickly removed his finger and turned off the vibrator. you sat up and frustratingly glared at him.

“why did you stop?” you asked.

“sharing what i felt last night.” he said with a smug look. your brows met.

“you didn't… you know, last night?” but as far as you could remember he reached it too. he just smiled at you, but it didn’t reach his eyes.

“are you satisfied with what we have now?” his voice became soft, him and his quick switching of mood.

oddly, your heart squeezed from his word, afraid that he isn’t satisfied. you were petrified that he’s growing weary of you. is it the sex? is it the presence? or is it mark that you enjoyed whatever you were sharing with each other, regardless of the reason, when he asked you if you were satisfied you suddenly felt scared of losing him. you were thinking ahead of time, once again. you always overanalyze or overthink things.

“why?” your throat became dry, and so you swallowed hard while staring at his eyes.

“because, i am not.”

it was as if you can hear a thud sound when your heart fell.

“wha… what?” you breathlessly mumbled without your prior notice. “what did i do? are you leaving me? i thought you liked me?” there’s another delay in transmission of a message between your brain and mouth that there are things that shouldn’t be told.

he chuckled and shook his head, you clearly like him back, and mark knows that but you always deny it which is extra harder for him to have you.

“what’s with that? where did you get the idea of me leaving you? do you not know how i like you, and you don’t have any idea of what i have become and will have become just for you.” mark was dead serious. while you were sleeping, he was already thinking about how to have you. if the problem is him being too friendly and well known, he swears that he can shut people down. if you want him to ignore people, he can. turn down an invitation, he can. all just for you.

he made sure that this day will not end unless you accept him and your feelings for him.

"then why does it sound like you're not satisfied of whatever we have right now?" your voice was shaking. you're starting to think that you're not good.

and why does it matter? this is what you want in the first place, to get rid of him or to distance yourself and look at you, afraid that you will lose him.

"because i am. i am not satisfied of what we have right now because we both know what we have. i like you, no, i always tell to you that i love you. i want us to have more than whatever we have.” and just like that, mark saw fear and denial in your face.

“no, we can’t.” you shook your head. same story, different personality and heaven and earth-like situation. he’s… to much, that’s what you always say to yourself.

“why?” mark still can’t understand you. “tell me why.”

“i already told you you’re different, you’re… you’re too much for me.” you’re almost choking and chest heaving.

“be more specific, i need to hear it from you. y/n-”

“if you’re just looking for a girlfriend, then you’re with the wrong person, mark.” you bit your lower lip as your lips began to quiver and fight back your tears from falling.

“i’m not looking for a girlfriend, i am looking for you. allow me to enter because i’m already greedy y/n.” mark reached for your hands and hold it.

everything became silent. you see nothing but sincerity in his eye and he’s squeezing your hands as if he has no intention of letting it go, as if anytime you’re going to slip away. mark already determined to not end this day, not making you speak out of your honest feelings.

“i…” you choked at your own saliva, you couldn’t speak properly. mark on the other hand waiting for you to continue and silently pushing you to speak. “i really admire you, mark and it scares me. you almost embodied the word perfection. i, on the other hand don’t have good grades, a wallflower, i bet that even though both of us are not in the classes they will only notice that you’re gone.” tears started to stream down in your face.

loneliness.

mark realizes that it wasn’t because he’s not just different that you dislike him at first, it’s because you want to be like him. you didn’t want to be alone, you want to have friends. you don’t hate noise, you want to be in the noise. you don’t hate attention, you want it. you want to be noticed that you exist. you didn’t say this but mark already understands where these things are coming from. on the other hand, you’re fully aware that you envy him and that you’re lonely but you refuse to accept it because it fucking hurts when every time you want to do the first move it’s was always ending awkward or you were still unnoticeable.

“they will notice, believe me. you don’t know how much they love to befriend you and want to get closer to you but they don’t know how to and we’re so sorry for not trying, i’m sorry that you feel so lonely.” mark words made you cry more. you were whimpering and pouring out the loneliness bottled up inside you. mark was also fighting his tears back and pulled you into his arms. he was kissing the top of your head and caressing your back.

it’s not mark that needs to change because regardless of him changing that doesn’t fix anything. mark sympathizes with you, holding it in for years. you hate being alone at the same time he felt bad for making you feel like this.

“i love you too, i’m so sorry.” you were wailing in embarrassment and sadness. but mark is smiling and happiness engulfed his heart that you finally admit it.

“ouch, why are you saying sorry?” mark pushed you gently to look at you. “goodness, your crying face is fucking sexy.” he joked. you playfully pushed his face away. “why? that’s true!” he was laughing and pulled your face and gave your lips a peck.

“you should be more vocal, people around you are not fortune tellers hmm? at least be more vocal to me, if you’re lonely, call me and tell me. hmm?” mark wiped your tears. “breakfast?”

you shook your head. “you didn’t finish me.” you pouted. mark laughed at you and kissed your cheek.

“you’re vocal now huh.” he chuckled and dove into your wetness.

things went dirty but it was genuine and honest. after sharing an intense orgasm, you took a bath together and mark wore his clothes and went back to their house. he wasn’t asked by his parent because they thought he just went out to jog but asked why he’s still home because they have classes but for the first time he lied that the class was canceled in the first subject. your mom was back and asked you the same thing, you told her the same alibi.

you went back to your room and caught your phone ringing which is on top of your side table. you checked the caller, it’s mark. you answered it.

“why?”

“let’s go to school together? okay?”

“fine.” you chuckled then he hangs up the call.

you heard a honk outside and received a text that mark is already outside.

“mom! i’m going to school!” you shouted and ran outside.

mark was hella looking fine crossed legs and leaning against his car. fuck this is the guy who likes me? did i save a country in my past life, i mean i deserve this if that’s the case.

“hi.” you greeted him. mark noticed that you put a little makeup but he doesn’t want to mention it, it may ruin your confidence, so instead…

“you always look lovely.” he kissed your lip.

you thought you will attend the next subject but…

“mark! oh my god!” your eyes rolled and your arms above your head and flatly on the headliner of the car as your body bounced harshly on mark’s dick. you squirted for the 2nd time in his pants and ruined his car. your jaw dropped and gasped for air and so was mark.

how can we go to classes? we’re both wet mark.” you were slightly annoyed.

you’re in the university’s parking lot but mark’s evil hand touched you everywhere and you’re weak in his touches.

“i have clothes at the back because i’m going to stay at my condo.” he said, still catching his breath.

“how about me? i am going to class… like this?” your hand gestured to show your state to mark.

mark jaw clenched, this sight is only for him and no one is allowed to see you like this but only him.

“who told you we’re going to attend school? we are going to my condominium.” he lifted you and put you on the passenger’s seat.

“mark, my pussy is tired.” you scoffed.

“and so is my dick.” he started the engine. “don’t worry i won’t touch you.”

“you always say that.” you rolled your eyes. he just laughed at you.

he didn’t ask you to be his girlfriend, because mark just wants you to be honest to him and to yourself.

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Eventually (NSFW) 18+

From this ask: Jungkook + impregnation kink <3

A/N: I did a bit of reading for this one lol. This is not something I have written before, so hopefully it’s okay. This turned into more of a oneshot than a drabble lol

Warnings: impreg kink, unprotected sex (stob it), lots of cum cos it me, oral (f receiving), fingering, sweetness. It’s sweet, so sweet. Tooth rotting, even. oh & it’s unedited bcuz of course it is byeeeeee! 

Word count: 3.1k~

About a month ago, you overheard your sweet and usually shy boyfriend talking about his kinks with his best friend, Taehyung. Typically, Jungkook is very reserved, a bit of an introvert, and definitely not one to overshare. However, you came home from class early one night to overhear Jungkook talking through Discord with Tae, and you really didn’t mean to eavesdrop, but when you heard you bunny boy talking about getting you pregnant, you blanched.

After listening in to their conversation for a few minutes, you realized they were actually talking about kinks and he didn’t actually want to get you pregnant, at least, not yet. You two have been dating for about three years now, and you’re both entirely committed to one another, but you’re also both only sophomores in college, so starting a family isn’t on your list of things to do quite yet. 

But, you were intrigued by the idea that his kink involved finishing inside of you with the thought that he’d get you pregnant. After hearing their conversation, you started to read about it a bit online, trying to figure out if it’s something you’d be into, and you decided to give it a try.

Three weeks ago, you went to the doctor and started birth control, a week ago you were officially safe to start having unprotected sex, and tonight, is your date night with Jungkook. You haven’t told him about the birth control yet, and you wanted to keep it a surprise until you could get him in the bedroom.

The two of you went to a cute cafe for dinner, a place you’ve been wanting to try for a while now. It was a really nice night, and you were excited to get home and show Jungkook just how much you appreciate him. You just hope he won't be too upset with your eavesdropping and you can make it up to him with your surprise. 

You had just finished cleaning your makeup off your face and getting ready for bed. You decided to forgo any pajamas, in hopes that Jungkook would get your message. It was Saturday night, neither of you had work or classes tomorrow, and it didn’t take much to rile him up, especially since you’ve both been so busy recently you haven’t had much time to spend together. 

When you walk into your shared bedroom, wearing only your panties and a bra, Jungkook is relaxing on the bed, one arm folded under his head as he lays back on the pillows, scrolling through his phone. It looks like he’s already gotten ready for bed, as he’s only wearing his boxers. You clear your throat slightly and bite your lips as Jungkook looks over at you. 

At the sight of you wearing next to nothing, he gapes slightly, as his phone slips from his grip, smacking him in the face. You bring your hand up to your face to stifle a giggle as he rubs at the spot on his cheek, groaning. 

“Don’t laugh,” he grunts, one eye closed as he puts his phone on the nightstand, “what’s the occasion, babe?” He looks at you, reaching his arms out with grabby hands as you walk over to him, crawling over his body and straddling his waist. You feel the rumble in his chest from his contented hum as you make yourself comfortable on top of him. His hands slide down your sides, resting just above your butt, rubbing soft circles into the skin as he takes a deep breath, a happy smile on his face when he looks at you. 

“I miss you,” you whisper, placing a lingering kiss on his bare chest, making him look down at your funny, an overexaggerated frown on his face. 

“Honey, I’m right here,” you can tell he’s being playful, yet cautious, unsure of where you’re taking the conversation, “is everything okay?”

“Mm, yes,” you whisper, bringing your head up and placing a sweet kiss against his lips, “just wanna feel close to you.”

Jungkook smiles at you, kissing your lips again. “Okay,” he whispers softly, “let’s cuddle.”

You smirk at him, giving a small shake of your head, making him look at you in confusion. “Want more,” you say lowly, “want to feel you, Kook.”

“Mm, yeah, baby?” You could feel his member starting to harden beneath you. Gently, you push your hips into his, making him groan. “What’s gotten into you?” He chuckles at your antics. You aren’t usually so forward with him, usually letting him initiate sex, but ever since you heard his conversation with Tae, you couldn’t stop thinking about this.

You weren’t sure how to broach the subject. Should you just bring up that you overheard them? Should you tell him while you’re in the middle of the act? You decide on the former, grinding into one more time before sitting up slightly, propping yourself up on his bare chest. You bit your lip shyly, looking down at him with a bashful expression. He cocks his head to the side, furrowing his brow slightly, but a smile still on his face. 

“So, I heard you talking with Tae,” his face immediately drops, so you rush out, “not like that! It’s a good thing, promise!” He raises a brow in concern urging you to continue, his lips in a slight pout. “I came home early one night and heard you talking about…” you trail off, looking at the headboard rather than his face, “kinks?” Your voice is small and reserved. 

When you finally gain enough courage to look him in the eye, his face is drained of color, eyes wide in shock. You instantly regret your decision, bringing a hand up to push the hair out of his face, your features soften. “Baby, I wanna try it. I started the pill.”

You don’t think you’ve ever seen Jungkook look so much like the animal people compare his eyes too than right now. His eyes are so wide, mouth slightly agape as he starts at you. He has that look on his face that he gets when he’s thinking really hard about something, and for a second, you think he might laugh at you, tell you it was all a joke, that he didn’t really mean it.

But then, all of the sudden, you’re flipped onto your back faster than you can blink, and Jungkook is on top of you, caging you in with his strong arms. The look in his eyes when you finally look up at him is something you’ve never seen from your sweet boyfriend. His pupils are blown wide, he looks almost… animalistic as he grinds his hips into you one time, letting you know how hard he is.

You gulp, staring up at him as he speaks slow and quiet. “You better not be fucking with me,” you shake your head back and forth quickly, letting him know you are in fact, serious. “Why were you eavesdropping, little one?”

Your eyes widen in shock at the way he’s talking. It’s not like he’s not dominant in bed, because he definitely can be, but this is a whole different side of him you aren’t used to. “I-I’m sorry, Kook. I really didn’t mean t-to,” you whisper the last part, “I just overheard part of it, and it w-worried me, so I listened to what you guys were talking about. After I heard it was a kink, I looked into it…” you trail off not sure what else to say to him. 

“And what did you find out?” His voice is low, nearly a growl, arousal pooling in your panties at his tone. 

“I- I wanna… try it,” your voice is tiny, barely a whisper. 

Jungkook smirks above you, a glint in his eye. He’s so turned on right now by you, one wrong move of his hips and he could definitely cum in his boxers. This is his biggest fantasy, coming to life without him having to have even said anything.

“Yeah? You want me to fill you up? Fuck you full of my cum?”

Holy shit.

You knew you were interested in this, but the gush of wetness between your legs was telling just how much it was turning you on. “Y-yes, please, Kookie.” You don’t break eye contact, biting your lip as you thrust your hips upwards to get some sort of relief.

Jungkook leans down, pressing his lips against yours for a moment before pulling away. Looking at you with love in his eyes, his next words are barely a whisper, “You’re really okay with this? You’re on the pill?” 

You nod, “Yes, Kook. More than okay with it.” You smile up at him as he places another kiss to your lips. When he pulls back, he rolls his hips into you again, making you whimper softly. 

He closes his eyes and throws his head back, sucking in a deep breath through his nose. “God, you’re amazing. I’m gonna fill you up so good,” he moans as he reaches down, feeling the wet spot on your ruined panties, “holy shit. Does this turn you on that much, baby?” You nod at his words, eyes slipping closed as he pushes the crotch of your panties to the side, finger running up and down your slit, collecting your juices and teasing your clit. “Fuck, you’re so wet, let me taste you?”

Again, you nod aggressively, making him chuckle. On his way down the bed, he shucks his own boxers and pulls your panties down your legs, his breath hitching in his throat at the sight of your pink pussy, already swollen with arousal. Without warning, he dives in, eating you out like a man starved. 

You gasp as he immediately pushes his tongue into your entrance, swishing it back and forth, tasting all you have to offer him. Back arching off the bed, you reach down and run your fingers through his long, curly hair. You aren’t sure if it’s just the way he always treats you, or if it’s the dirty talk he’s been spewing, but your senses feel heightened, and every little touch is making you tremble. He seems to notice this, gripping your thigh with one hand, the other coming up to tease at your entrance while his tongue works your bud.

“Gonna stretch you out, you’re gonna take my cum so well, baby,” he groans into your pussy, inserting two fingers right off the bat, making you moan at the stretch. It’s been about a week since the two of you fooled around, so it was a little more of a stretch than you were expecting, but it felt amazing with how wet and ready you were. He attaches his lips to your clit, sucking harshly, and lets out a moan when you clench down on his fingers. 

“Kookie,” you pant, trying to catch your breath from the pleasure he was giving you, “Kook.”

He pulls his mouth off you for a moment, face covered in your slick as he looks up at you. 

“Wanna cum on your cock, p-please,” the sight of him, your juices all over his chin and mouth, has you moaning again, “need your cum.”

“Fuck,” he sits up immediately, but leaves his fingers in your pussy, scissoring them as his other hand reaches for his cock, languidly stroking it as he watches you, squirming for him. “Say it again,” he demands, pulling his fingers from you when he thinks you’re sufficiently stretched. 

You make your voice as whiny as you can, knowing that’s what he wants, “Please Kook, need your cum. Fill me up, give me a baby.”

His cheeks are on the verge of pink, and you can’t tell if it’s from exertion or embarrassment, but it doesn’t deter him. Leaning over you, he pushes his tip against your slit, gathering your juices. He moans out, squeezing his eyes shut at the feeling. In the three years you’ve been together, you’ve never had sex without a condom. Well, except that one time you were both drunk and he accidentally slipped it in before realizing.

“Holy shit,” he whispers, pushing into your gently. Both of you are moaning messes, relishing in the way his smooth cock is rubbing against your velvet walls, the feeling nothing like what it usually feels like with a rubber barrier. “I don’t know how long I’m gonna last,” he whimpers, fully sheathing himself inside you, “this feels incredible.”

You hum in agreement, but it comes out more like a moan. “Feel s’good, Kook,” you let your eyes slip closed as he slowly pulls out of you until just the tip is still inside, “please fuck me!”

He groans, just the sight of your blissed out face is almost too much for him. Steeling himself, he pushes back into you, and then again, and again, until he finds his rhythm. The feeling of your warm pussy squeezing around him feels so good against his cock, he can’t even begin to explain it to you. 

His thrusts start to get sloppier after a few minutes, as he leans down, pulling the cups of your lace bra down beneath your tits so he can capture one of your nipples in his warm mouth. You scream out at the feeling, one hand fisting in the sheets, the other coming up to tug lightly at his hair. His pace slightly falters, thrusting even harder into you, chasing his high. 

“Cum for me, baby,” he moans, popping off your nipple before diving back into the other one. He sucks and nibbles at it for a moment before pulling away again. “Want to feel you cum around me bare,” he moans when you clench down, “let go, babe. I got you.”

You arch your back off the bed as his hand slips between your bodies, two fingers expertly finding your swollen clit and drawing small circles on it. “You’re so swollen, baby,” he groans, leaning down and sucking at your collarbone, “your pussy is so pretty, so ready for my baby.”

You let out a wanton moan at his words. You had no idea this would turn you on so much, but you can’t get enough of it. “Kook, please!” You scream out, not sure what you’re begging for, but he seems to know, as he puts a little more pressure on your bud, making your legs twitch, your orgasm building quick. 

“You like that, babe? Want me to fuck you full of my cum? Fill up that pretty little pussy until it’s leaking out, yeah?” He groans, losing himself at his own words, “You’d look so pretty carrying my baby, YN.”

That’s what does it. The dam breaks, your coil unravelling as your whole body tenses. You clench down on him harder than he thinks you ever have before, walls fluttering around him as he stills for a second, fingers still rolling your clit between them to help you ride out your high. 

It’s like electricity is flowing through your veins, and he feels it too, a fire burning in his belly. “Fuck,” he draws out the word, pulling back out only to thrust in, harder this time, “gonna cum, fuck gonna cum.” 

You barely realize what’s happening, still dizzy from your own orgasm, as Jungkook stills inside you, pushing his cock as far into your pussy as he can. You curse at the feeling, hands coming up to grip and his biceps. The moans and grunts coming out of your boyfriend are like nothing you’ve ever heard before. You can feel the way his cock is twitching inside you, shooting rope after rope of warm cum into you. The feeling is amazing, a warmth spreading through your middle up to your belly. 

You reach up with one of your hands, pushing his sweat-dampened hair out of his face, dragging it down his perfectly sculpted cheek, watching the way his face twists in pleasure. You smile at him when he finally looks at you, a panting, sweaty mess. 

Both of your chests are heaving as he sits up slightly, letting your hand fall back down to the bed, and he looks down at your abused pussy. The sight is enough to make his cock twitch inside you again, making you whimper lightly. 

“Oh fuck,” he moans, pulling his cock back slightly to see it covered in both your releases, “shit, that was hot.” He pulls out farther, bringing his hand up to cup your heat as his softening dick falls out, gathering up his cum and pushing it back into you. He swirls his fingers around a bit, playing with the cum and watching like it was the most fascinating thing in the world. You watch, mouth slightly agape as he pulls his fingers from you and holds them up in front of him, inspecting them. The sight is weirdly hot, and before you can stop it, you let out a loud moan.

He lifts an eyebrow at you, a smirk on his face. “You like this, baby?” He chuckles, bringing his fingers down to your face, to which you obediently open your mouth. He slips his digits into your mouth as you wrap your tongue around them, sucking his and your cum off them. “You’re gonna be the death of me,” he groans when you pop off his fingers, licking your lips seductively. 

You smile up at him innocently and he swears he’s about to get hard again with how sweet and pretty you look right now, tits hanging out of your bra, hair a mess, pussy leaking cum. “Thank you,” you say sweetly. Fuck, and you’re thanking him for his cum? He thinks he might pass out.

Grinning his big bunny grin, he leans down, kissing you passionately, before he pulls away and looks into your eyes. His dark brown orbs conveying all his love to you. “Do you think it’ll actually happen eventually?”

You furrow your brow, confused by his words for a moment, before you realize what he means. “Yeah, Kook. I do.” You smile again, kissing the tip of his nose.

“I can’t wait to really give you a baby, YN,” he whispers, resting his head in the crook of your neck, leaving quick kisses on the skin there, “not now, of course, but eventually. Can’t wait to have a family with you.”

You nod, wrapping your arm around his head, pulling him closer, “I can’t either Kookie, I love you.”

“I love you, too.”

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BIG DEAL

Pairing: Chris Evans x Reader

Warnings: smut, cheating, angst

Summary: After being away of you boyfriend for three weeks, you come to Chris´s house after he had thrown a party where you met a girl you haven’t see ever. The beginning of the relationship was unconventional so you couldn’t do anything else but suspect.

Part 1  Part 2

“It did nothing happen last night.” He said when he entered the bathroom, following me after I left the living room to take a shower, pick up my staff and go back to New York. I didn’t want to stay there; I didn’t want to be around him right then.

I wasn’t going to talk to him anymore; if there was a thing he hates the most it was the silence treatment.

“Don’t go, please” I could hear him breathing tired. “She thought it would be funny to give me her underwear” it was hilarious, I thought.

“We went out last night because we met up at the supermarket and we caught up over a few drinks, but it was nothing more”

He kept quiet for so long that I thought he wasn’t there anymore. When I got done with the shower I step out.

He was still there, resting his back against the closed door. I tried to look for a towel but I forgot to bring one when I came in. Fuck.

I covered myself with my arms instinctively which it causes him to chuckle. I rolled my eyes at him and tried to catch my chamise to put it back on.

“Don’t be shy, I could draw your body without looking at it.” he said smiling at me “You really are to me, right?” he kept talking, in a very sadly way.

I turned around, looking myself in the mirror, he stood behind me. I was about to slide the chamise back on my body lifting my arms up when I feel his hands on my hips.

He took the chamise from my arms and threw it to the other side of the room. I looked at him through the mirror, he moved my hair over my left shoulder and the water was dripping over my left breast.

I tried to ignore him and continued with my routine. I took my toothbrush ready to brush my teeth, but he took it off of my hands. He knew that if there´s something I couldn’t stand with it is was a nuisance.

I pushed him away from me to open the door and get out of it, but he was faster than me and closed the almost-opened-door again. He was doing this to make me talk to him again.

“We need to talk about this. You can´t just leave.” He said. I tried to look around the bathroom to find something to cover me up but my chamise was now on the floor under his feet. I didn’t want to give up, but I wasn’t comfortable with him when he was fully dressed, and I was completely naked.

“I did nothing wrong, so I won't let you go without talking about this” he warned me.

I wasn’t exactly doubting about what he had or hadn’t done last night. I was mad about him don’t telling who she was, he made me believe that he just met her. I was mad about the underwear “joke”. I was mad about him making me feel I was overreacting.

He waited me to say something, but I did not. Instead of answering him I tried to get into the shower again, but he blocked my way.

At that point, I was angry, so he was. I was about to open the door again, but he caught my arm before I could do it.

He cornered me against the sink. He was so much taller and stronger than me that it wasn’t difficult to him to turn me around and push me with his chest against the sink. I had to lift my arms to hold myself from bending over in front of him.

“Talk to me” he ordered me. I didn’t want to talk, but I did want him to love me. Rough.  

I rubbed my butt against to his dick noticing that he was more than ready for that.

He smiled at me, but he didn’t do anything else. I lifted my arms to his neck and arched my back so he could have a better view of my breast.

But he didn’t do anything. Again.

I turned around and tried to kiss him, but he moved his head away.

I tried to remove his t-shirt, but I didn’t have to, because he did by himself.

He smiled me again, we both knew what was about to happen.

I kissed his chest and I knelt in front of him wanting to taste him. I pushed his pants down along with his underwear. I wanted to take his hard dick in my mouth when he stepped back, moving away from me. Again.

He wanted me to talk, but I wasn’t going to give up.

I sat over the sink. One of us had to give up first. And it wasn’t going to be me.

I opened my legs slowly, showing him his weakness. I ran my hand over my breast, my stomach, and my wet folds.

He stood there, looking at my eyes in completely silence. If it wasn’t for his obvious erection, I would have believed I was fooling around.

“It won´t work, honey” he knew what I was doing and clearly it won´t be easy to make him give up.

I started to rub my clit a little be rude, but he didn’t move.

I inserted a finger in me, and I looked at him, but he didn’t move.

I inserted a second finger, in a last try, but it didn´t work, he didn’t move.

I was about to stopped when my mouth let go an unintentionally moan and it worked.

His breathing changed and his dick looked painfully hard. I smiled.

I started to move my fingers faster and moan louder. He stopped looking at my eyes, his eyes were at mouth and fingers. His hand stroked his male part slowly, holding himself while he walked to me. His lips were at my ear and his hand pin down my movements. “Say it” he whispered, “Say it and I would make you cum until you can´t walk”.

I just could whine, and he failed it.

His weakness wasn’t seeing me ready and wanting him, his weakness were my moans for him.

He moved my hand away and stuck his fingers into me, without any warning. He kept me in my spot holding me from the back of my neck while his fingers were ruining me.

“Your little pussy is always so tight, isn't it?” he wouldn’t stop talking “You´re drenching my fingers, baby” he movements went roughly “Let´s stretch you out.” I shut my eyes and clenched my fists

“Come for me, doll. Let you go in my hand” his mouth was on my mine and kissed me sloppily. I came in his fingers and cried out in his lips.

“That was so good” I babbled. I just could hear his laugh.

“Thank you” he said, I furrowed my brow and then I realized what he was talking about. I talked.

He helped me to go down from the sink and turned me around to look at me through the mirror. He put my hands up behind his neck and took my hips roughly making me arch my back.

I felt the head of his member against my folds when I stopped him. Images of him and Ashley filled up my brain. I couldn’t help it; I wasn’t trusting him, and he wasn’t telling all the truth.

“Put on a condom” I said, he looked at me confused, it has been a while since we stopped using them, I was on the pill, so a pregnancy wasn’t on the table.

“Why?” he knew why, he just wanted me to say “I don’t trust you” vocalizing our biggest issue, but I wanted to have him.

“Just put it on” he lifted his arm to grab one from the upper cabinet, and he put it on staring at me through the mirror.

I was still sensitive so when he pushed himself inside of me, he had to keep my hips still to not move away from him. It felt delightful, big, and comforting. He always felt like that.

He started to move with powerful strokes. He usually begins to move slowly and easy until I was stretched around his intrusion, but now he was hurt and mad.

He fucked me relentlessly, his hands pulling my hips back onto his cook crudely. He pushed me over the sink and spread my legs more open.

His cook was hitting my most inner spot. Breathing became a difficult activity while my hands were trying to keep my body stable.

My legs started to shake, and my walls squeezed his dick, his eyes were closed when I felt rough pads on my clit.

I came painfully while he kept working himself inside me until he found his own relief.

After he and I took a shower, separately, we were in his bedroom in completely silence.

“I almost did it, but I didn’t” he said.

He was looking at the floor, but he was talking to me.

“We caught up and we got drunk. She told me she was dating with a guy, but he was a dick so they kind of broke up. I told her I was still dating with you and that I was in love with you.”

That took me by surprise, we haven’t talk about love yet.

“She got very drunk and I wasn’t well to drive neither, so I called a cab, and we came here. I don’t know what happed, but we kissed. To be honest I think I would have had sex with her if it weren’t for the text you sent me that night. Do you remember? You told you were done with all your work and you were going to call me before driving back here in the morning.” I was always on time. I didn’t know what to say but it wasn’t necessary because he continued

“I know that being drunk is not an excuse, but I don’t know what I was thinking about. I saw you text and I took her to the guestroom, and I came back here. I didn’t know she was coming to the party, I didn’t invite her, but I couldn’t just kick her out. I didn’t want to be an asshole. When you saw us talking, she was giving me her underwear and she was coming on to me. She was drunk and depressed about her ex, she wasn’t being a whore, she was just hurt. After our kiss she might have confuse things and that was my blame” he walked closer to me and lifted my head gently to make me look at his eyes

“I´m sorry. I don’t want to lose you. I should have told you everything, but I was ashamed” he looked honest and very sad.

My biggest fear about of relationship it was now confirmed. He said he loved me but if it wasn't for my text, he would have fucked her, in the same bed he shared with me.

“Say something, please” he begged, and it broke my heart hearing him, but I didn’t know what to do or say.

“I’m going to leave” that was everything I could say.

"Honey, please! Let's..." he moved to me but I stopped him with my hand. He sat down at the edge of the bed.

“So that´s it? Are you leaving me?” I moved around the room looking for my phone charger while he kept asking.

“Are we breaking up or you just want to leave this house?” I couldn’t breathe, and kept talking.

“I’m sorry, sweetheart. I did not mean to hurt you. I wasn’t thinking clearly.” He didn’t stop talking and I couldn’t find my damn charger. I was getting anxious and weepy.

“Talk to me!” he said louder, not exactly shouting but getting mad. I exploded.

“I don’t know what to say, Chris. I don’t want to hear you right now. I don’t know if I want to break this up or I'm just tired or ...” I went in circles. “I’m just leaving this house to calm down. We could talk later; I’m just going to go back to New York to cool off” I finally found my charger. I picked up my bag and headed to the door.

“I thought you got the week free” he said calmly “I did” I turned back to him.

He was staring at me “Why don’t you stay here then?” I just looked at him, and he continued “I mean you could stay in other room and I won´t talk to you until you want to talk. I promised” he smiled.

“Chris, I…” he interrupted me.

“Or you could stay in a hotel, here, in Boston” he said hopefully.

“Chris, I don’t think …” I was interrupted again. He wanted me to talk before and now I couldn’t do it. I smiled.

“Look, I do understand that you need space right now, but if you stay we can go to dinner out tonight, or have a morning walk tomorrow, or both” he chuckled at his last words. He continued

“We could talk about this. I would do whatever you want me to do but, please, let´s try to fix this” he asked softly, he was sat the end on his bed looking at the floor.

“I don’t like hotel´s rooms” I said, walking to stand between his legs and to hold his hands.

“Then stay here, this house is big enough for both of us” he said smiling. His hands went to the back of my tights guiding me to straddle him. Our favorite position.

“I love you” Chris whispered in my ear.

#chris evans x reader #chris evans #chris evans x you #chris evans fanfiction #smut #angst #fluf #chris evans and reader #chris evans fluff #chris evans angst #chris evans fic #fanfic #chris evans imagine #imagine

[scarletblink]

Can I request?

Where Alpha! Lisa wants to have pups with Omega reader?

If you fine with smut you can do it. If you don't want it's okay! ( ◜‿◝ )♡

Hii, hope you enjoy!

Today was a good day.

You were absolutely excited for your fiancés return from a huge comeback season. Don't get me wrong, Lisa facetimed you every day and you fell asleep 'online' together the whole months of her having to live back at the dorm.

But you miss her dearly, her hugs, her kisses, her...

Anyways, you were lonely having to live alone with her cats in your huge shared apartment while she was gone.

But today it's all about to change. Lisa will be back and you can finally get surrounded in her powerful alpha scent again.

"I'm home." You hear a soft voice speaking after the sound of keys jostling.

You waste no time in getting up from the bed - only wearing a large t-shirt that belongs to Lisa and no panties whatsoever - and running straight to Lisa's waiting arms.

"Whoa there!" She laughs as she catches you and prompt you to wrap your legs around her waist.

"Alpha~~~~" You squeak in happiness as she showered your face with little kisses.

"Did you miss me?" She asks while walking both of you to the couch.

"No," you joke. "Found another alpha to keep me warm."

She sits down on the couch, prompting you to straddle her lap.

"As long as it's not Jisoo." She grumbles and captures your lips in hers.

The kiss was soft and gentle but soon turned heated and passionate as you both poured how much you missed each other into the kiss.

Lisa's cheeky hands traveled to under your loose shirt, caressing your waist and making their way to your bare butt.

You squealed.

"Cheeky, aren't we?" She teases and squeezes both your butt cheeks under her hands. "If you have a new alpha why are you all ready for me?"

"Logistics." You joke.

"Of course." She nods and suddenly her face turn serious. "I have to tell you something."

You scrunch your eyebrows in confusion.

"What is it? Something's wrong?"

Lisa sighs and grips your waist, just below the boobs.

"I really want to put some pups in you." She whispers in your ears.

That apparently turned some gears in your head, some sort of animalistic breeding desire that only a proper alpha like Lisa could ignite.

"Ar-are you sure?" You ask.

Lisa bursts into a huge smile.

"So you're down for it?" She asks happily. "I'm absolutely sure. Plus our wedding is coming up."

"Let's do it." You agree.

Lisa's gaze suddenly change and a smirk forms in her face. She quickly picks you up and a squeal falls from your lips at the sudden action.

She takes you both to your bedroom and lays you gently on the bed. She strips herself out of her clothes, her thick member already fully erect since she found out you had no panties on.

She makes her way to lay on top of you, the box of condoms on top of the nightstand completely forgotten. She removes your shirt leaving you fully naked and ready for her.

"Are you sure about this?" She asks again, consent is sexy.

"I am."

Lisa peppers your neck and collarbones full of wet sloppy kisses, you were sure now that she was back, your neck would be back to its normal state of being full of the alpha's hickeys.

She reached her hand down to your omegahood and caressed your clit with a gentle circular motion. She inserted two fingers inside your pussy, collecting as much moisture as she could and spread it out around the area.

"You ready?" She whispers and you nod.

She aligns her shaft into your entrance and gently pushes it inside, giving you a moment to get used to the thickness.

"Oh my god." You moan and prompts her to start moving. "Alpha, please..."

Lisa chuckles and sets a gentle pace, just to tease you.

"Does alpha make you feel good?" She coos in your ear and presses kisses along your pulse point.

"So good," you moan. "Faster, please."

You beg and she grants your wishes, her pace picking up into a delicious in and out motion. The only sounds in the room being the wetness of your lovemaking, moans and Lisa's sloppy kisses on your neck.

You feel your alpha's knot start to poke your entrance a little more every time Lisa slid back in. You close your eyes as you feel the next motion the engorged knot would slide inside of you.

"Ahhhh" you whined in pain as the knot makes its way inside of you, Lisa's movements now being limited to short strokes.

"Come with me." She whispers and you moan loudly in delight as you reach orgasm and at the same time feels Lisa's thick hot spurts of life inside of you.

Lisa waits for you to ride out your high and turns your positions, you now laying on top of her, head on her chest as you both are now locked together for a good hour.

"You think it worked?" You ask sleepy.

"If it didn't we can always wait for your heat and try many more times," she chuckles and kisses your forehead.

You couldn't wait to carry a mini Lisa.

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[omg-im-such-a-masochist]

📽 📼LET’S (NOT) KEEP IT PG PART 3 📼 📽

Prompt: Drew and Y/N are reunited once again

Word count: Long!

Pairing: Drew McIntyre x Reader

Warnings: +18, fluff (by the end), smut, vaginal sex, anal sex, fingering, oral sex (male and female receiving), 69, anal plug, dirty talking, trichophilia (hair kink - pulling), asphyxiation kink (breath play - chocking) in other words: just pure filth😈

Tagging: @jibbles26 , @akiko-tanaka , @blondekel77 , @theworldofotps , @new-zealand-chic

Notes: Originally this shouldn’t be up until March but you already know me: I have no self respect at all! In a conversation with the lovely Marissa aka MJ, aka @howdareyouhydra. She asked if I could come up with a part 2 and 3 for the original “Let’s (Not) Keep It PG”. Part 1 and 2 are already up (you can read it on my Masterlist) and this is the finale: part 3! I thought to myself: Go big or go home! So here’s the result of it! Also: I tried to keep it “as real as possible” SPECIALLY with the first time anal thing. I just want to put it out there that communication is KEY and HIGHLY important kiddos, so please before doing the dirty business find someone who will truly care about you and your wellbeing! Not only with their own pleasure, ok?!...Y’all know the drill loves,sorry for misspellings,english isn’t my first language (bla bla bla),check out my other stories if you’d like to(it would make your girl here very happy 😊)You can check out my other stories on my Masterlist and my newest story as a fixed post. Okay,now let’s get to the fun part,shall we? Hope you’ll enjoy 😉

❤️Drewy❤️: I’ll be home in 20 minutes

I reread the message Drew sent me once more. Staring to feel the goosebumps all over my skin.

I was patiently waiting for him in the bedroom, dressed in a lavender mini circle skirt; nude underneath it, a white tulle crop top with my breasts bare and some sheer white medium length socks.

I listen to the sounds of Drew’s heavy footsteps upon the dark wooden stairs, that are now leading him to our bedroom.

The door swung open and an impatient Drew, dressed in a black dress shirt and pants comes in my direction.

“Finally!” He grunts, giving me a bear hug while inhaling deeply upon the nape of my neck “Argh, I missed ya so much. I missed your smell, your skin, your lips” He kisses me urgently.

“I missed you too baby, those two months without you were a literal hell” I close my grip tighter around his neck.

“I know, princess” He coos “But we’ll have one whole week to make up for lost time” Smiling he kissed me again

“How’s daddy’s little girl doing?” He whispered

“Lonely, without you,”

“We’ll fix that right away, love” He began to kiss my neck

“Daddy...I have a surprise for you” I smirked when he backed away to look at me

“Surprise?”

I nod “Yeah, while daddy was away I took the time to prepare myself so daddy can claim the one thing he hasn’t claimed yet”

I watch as all the blood from Drew’s face is drained in disbelief

“Did you really?” He breathlessly asked

“Yes, do you wanna see it daddy?” I deviously grinned

Drew just nods, completely speechless as I lean in all fours on top of the bed with my bottom facing him. He scooted closer and lift my skirt slowly up to my hips, moaning a long ‘fuck me’ in a thick accent when his eyes encounter the beautiful dark pink with a flower base, glass butt plug.

“Did you liked my surprise, daddy?” I smiled innocently, looking at him over my shoulder.

“Liked? Oh love, I hope you’re not planning to go somewhere tomorrow ‘cause I’m sure you won’t be able to even get up from the bed!” He caresses my butt cheeks “You’re so perfect, princess. So fucking perfect” He praised “Turn over and lay down for me, love”

Drew unbuttoned his dress shirt, eyes glued to mine. He slowly takes the shirt off, letting it slide through his arms until it reached the floor, followed by his pants and underwear.

He kneels down, dragging me closer to him. The movement made my skirt go up to my waist.

“I missed this sweet pussy” He let a glob of spit fall upon my clit so it would drip down to my entrance. Drew watched until his spit reached the bedsheet, only then leaning in to give me long, teasing licks until he focused on my clit and slid one finger in.

“You managed to get even tighter without daddy, love?” He added a second finger in “I can barely fit two fingers inside of you”

He moves his fingers at a slow pace as he incredibly softly sucks on my clit.

Low moans fell from my lips when he speeds the pace of his fingers and tongue

“Daddy, please” I beg

“What do you want, princess?”

“I want daddy’s cock on my mouth” I babble

Drew slowly removes his fingers, lay down on the bed and motions for me crawl to him.

“Straddle my face, baby” He says panting

As soon as he has his face between my thighs he pulls my core towards his face and I lean down to suck him off.

The bedroom soon filled with our muffled moans of pleasure. I can feel my orgasm reaching close, making me suck Drew even harder. He slides two fingers in, pumped twice and that was enough to make me reach my high. With Drew’s own orgasm followed by, once he feels my walls suck his fingers in.

I swallowed his seed, turning over to meet his blue eyes.

“Come here” He beckons me

I crawl to him, hovering his body. He rapidly pulled me up, so he could kiss me vigorously.

“Think you can take another round right now? ‘Cause I want that pussy AND that ass” He nibs my jaw

“I’ve been waiting two months for that. Ruin me, daddy” I smirked

“Oh princess, you should’ve chose wiser words” He laughs, entering my core in one swift motion and wasting no time to pound me roughly.

“Oh fuck” I moaned. The way the butt plug pushed my walls further to the front, made the whole pounding feel like it never felt before. The whole sensation was like being doubled penetrated.

Drew close his fingers around my neck, pressing it lightly as he kisses me, tossing his free arm around my waist to keep me in place.

“Did you missed daddy’s cock, princess?”

I nod lightly

He releases his grip on my neck to only keep my head in place by locking his thick fingers on top of my head, firmly gripping my hair.

“Did you missed the way how daddy’s cock stretches your pussy, love?”

I nod again

“I bet your vibrator can’t do that, can it?”

“No, daddy. Only you can” I whispered

“Argh” He growls and pounds me even harder “I love how your pussy feels around my cock baby” He pulls me down by my hair so his lips can whisper in my ear every kind of obscenity you can think off: how good I felt, how his cock missed me, how he couldn’t wait to fuck my ass...With every filthy word his accent grew thicker and thicker. Drew always knew that dirty talking was my weakness and also the fastest way to make me cum.

It didn’t take long for me to reach my second orgasm, he continued to pound me but this time it was softer, making the orgasm last longer.

Drew caresses my cheeks, whispering

“Are you ok?”

*Always so thoughtful* I thought

“I’ll be better once you fuck me in the ass” I giggled and he laughs

“There’s nothing that I want more right now than to fuck your ass, baby. But I don’t want to push ya too far...I don’t wanna hurt ya” He brushes my hair with his fingers

“Drew” I caress his beard “I love how much you care about my wellbeing, but trust me, tiger: You won’t hurt me and I’m still really turned on, so would you please, kindly, fuck me?” I bat my lashes

“You’re gonna kill me someday, woman” He grunts, carefully sliding out of me

“Where’s the lube?” He asks in a raspy voice

“Nightstand”

He got up from the bed and took the plastic bottle on his hand, leaning down to kiss me softly

“I love you Y/N”

“I love you too, Drewy”

He smiles fondly “Turn around, princess”

Drew squirted some of the lube on his length, carefully took out the glass plug and squirted more lube upon my hole, inserting one finger in and out

“Are you ready, love?”

“Drew, stop teasing me” I yelped

“So eager, aren’t you?” He laughs, positioning his cock’s head upon my hole, carefully entering me.

The feeling was...new, the fact that I took my time to prepare myself with the plugs undoubtedly helped, a lot! He entered easier than if I didn’t had, but at the same time Drew is thicker and bigger than the butt plug so the pressure was different. Not hurtful, just new. He was half way in when he stop it.

“Are you ok, baby?” He asks, drawing soothing circles with his palm on my back

“Yeah, it’s just different”

“Different good or different bad?”

“Different...weird” I laughed lightly

“Do you want me to stop?”

“No”

“Y/N, love. Talk to me, I need to know how you’re feeling” Worry surrounding his voice

“It doesn’t hurt or anything like that, if that’s what you’re worried about. It’s just that you’re bigger AND thicker than the plug, so it’s a new feeling that’s all. But not bad, you’ve got the green light Scotsman” I joke

“Ok” He chuckled “But if at anytime you feel like you wanna stop, you let me know ok?”

I nod

“I’m serious Y/N, at ANYTIME”

“Noted!” I mock him and gained a hard slap on my ass

Drew slowly moved until he was buried deep inside.

“Motherfucker” He faintly moaned and stayed still for what it felt like ages

“Drew, are you ok back there?” I mock “Aren’t you gonna move?” I ask

“Yeah, yeah, just give me a second” His voice breathless “I need to focus, because you feel too fucking good and I will be damned if I cum just now! So I just needed to breathe” He says and slowly started to move.

The once weird feeling became extremely erotic when he started to move. It was still different, but incredibly good.

“Daddy” I call

And look behind my shoulder to see Drew’s eyes glued to the sight of his cock going in and out of my ass and I could swear, I saw some drool escaping his lips. I’ve never seen him so turned on before and the vision woke up a primal part in me.

“Daddy” I call again, but this time louder

He awakens from his lust haze and stopped moving

“What’s wrong princess? Do ya want daddy to stop?”

“No” I whined “I want daddy to go faster”

“Faster? Are you sure?”

“Yes! Please daddy” My eyes pleaded to him

Drew circled one arm around my waist, pulling me up and out of my in all fours position so I could be kneeling down on the bed and started to increase his pace.

One arm around my waist, another vigorously gripping my hip and a fast pounding got me moaning loudly.

He started to bite my cheek, neck and jaw line, making me lift my arm up so I could bury my fingers on his dark hair, keeping his face glued to mine.

Drew releases his grip upon my hips to roam down and rub my clit.

“In, put it in, please” I babble incoherently but he (thankfully) understood

Entering my core with two fingers and roughly finger fucking me.

It was all too much and too good. His cock inside my hole, his fingers in my core, the biting, the moaning...it was all so dirty and lustful.

“I’m gonna need you to cum princess, Right now!” He mumbled

With two more thrusts I came the most eye rolling orgasm I’ve ever had in my life! I was coming down from my high, when I felt Drew pulling out and the hot spurts of his thick seed landing on my butt cheeks.

I collapse onto the bed, with Drew landing by my side a few seconds later, after cleaning us up.

“That was...beyond this world” I mumbled with my face pressed against the mattress

He laughed loudly before saying

“YOU are beyond this world!” He pulls me towards him like a rag doll, turning me over so I could lay on my back “Are you ok?”

“Drew, I’m fine! More than fine” I giggled

“Are you sure I wasn’t too rough?”

I lightly touch the frown between his eyebrows “You’re never too rough, you’re a perfect gentleman every single time” I pecked his lips

He shyly smiles, slightly blushing

“Thank you for the surprise. I really, really loved” He said and stared at me for a few minutes

“What?” I ask, feeling incredibly exposed due to his intense staring

“You’re so beautiful, on the outside undoubtedly! But on the inside as well. Just so beautiful...I can’t imagine my life without you” His voice is in pure awe

I never knew how to react whenever he said those sort of sweet and deep words to me, Drew was always the romantic one: expressing himself, talking about his feelings and wishes. Me? I was the complete opposite: shut down, didn’t like to show that many emotions, didn’t knew how to express my feelings. I was ‘the ice queen’ as he used to tease me ever since we’ve met. It took me precisely 2 YEARS to take the courage to finally say that I loved him, when he was able to do it after 2 months!

I didn’t knew how to reply to his beautiful, kind, loving words so I decided to deal with it, my way: Break the uncomfortableness with a joke

“Does that means my Voodoo dolls have worked then?” I narrowed my eyes “You got no choice but to stay with me forever, McIntyre” I chanted as if it was a spell

He laughs like a child, cups my cheeks and says

“I do have a choice, love! And I choose you, everyday! Today, tomorrow and forever! My one only gal” He winks and I blushed

Already thinking what other joke could I crack in order to break the spell he casted on me now...

Please let me know your thoughts on this? Feedback is always appreciated 🥰😘

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[rreyie]

𝙬𝙝𝙞𝙩𝙚 𝙗𝙞𝙠𝙞𝙣𝙞- 𝙥𝙖𝙧𝙩 𝙩𝙬𝙤

𝙨𝙪𝙢𝙢𝙖𝙧𝙮: an idea pops into colts head after fucking your brains out the night before, craving you again.

𝙬𝙖𝙧𝙣𝙞𝙣𝙜𝙨: smut! vaginal sex, oral (male receiving), unprotected sex, fem! reader, semi public sex, cursing, overstimulation

𝙜𝙚𝙣𝙧𝙚: smut/nsfw

𝙘𝙝𝙖𝙧𝙖𝙘𝙩𝙚𝙧𝙨: colt grice, reader insert

𝙖𝙪𝙩𝙝𝙤𝙧𝙨 𝙣𝙤𝙩𝙚: you asked, i provide. after getting so much great feedback from you all about part one (view here), i decided, hey, let’s make a part two! also, thank you so much for 95 followers, it means so so so much to me 😩 also, hey, look! i’m using proper capitalization when i write now!!

DISCLAIMER: cant believe that i even have to clarify this, but IN NO WAY SHAPE OR FORM DO I HAVE AN OPINION ON GABI. people will probably come for my throat if i even say that i like or dislike her, so i’m neutral to her.

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The rest of the morning was... awkward, to say the least. Eventually, you all began to laugh it off. Porco would crack the occasional joke about it (when Falco and Gabi weren’t near).

After breakfast, you ran back up to your room to change, grabbing that white bikini that you washed and folded last night. You smirked at your memories from yesterday, how Colt admired you looking so very attractive. His hazel eyes would constantly be on you, unwavering.

After slipping it on and tying the straps, you made a quick stop in the bathroom, Colt at the sink furiously brushing his teeth. You can see his eyes widen in the mirror, looking at your figure.

He quickly spits out the toothpaste and wipes his mouth. “Wow, you’re lookin... awfully lovely today”, he says, kissing your lips. You take in the minty breath breathing down your chin.

“Colt, not now...” you say, pulling your lips from his. “The door is open, We can’t do this now, plus we have plans for the day.”

Colt pouts, frowning at your words. ���Fine. But I’m expecting affection tonight”, he says, walking out of the bathroom. You smile, and continue to get ready to get back on the beach.

It looked like Pieck, Porco, Reiner, Colt, Gabi and Falco had gotten out early, since they were all sprawled out on different parts of the beach. Pieck was dipping her dainty feet in the water, while Gabi and Falco aggressively splashed each other with the water from the lake.

Pieck turned around to see you walk down to the beach, greeting you with a warm smile. “Hello, y/n!” She says, stepping out of the water that washed upon her feet. “Just getting used to this water. I don’t know the last time I’ve gone swimming, but I figured that I should try.”

You stand next to her, and dip your foot into the water. A shiver ran down your back, feeling that the water was slightly colder than yesterday. “I cant blame you. I’m more of a sunbathing person myself.” You look around, and see the men in their same old spot, floating in the water in their tubes. Pieck lays down on a nearby towel, and puts a pair of sunglasses on her face, blocking the burning sunlight that washed upon you all.

“Come, sit”, she says. “The sunlight feels wonderful.”

You sit down beside her, also putting on your own pair of shades to save your eyes from the sunlight. You wonder how Pieck never manages to tan and always keeps her pale, nearly lifeless complexion.

Back over by the guys, Reiner and Porco were still teasing Colt about the noise from last night. Colt pretended not to care, but deep down he was semi embarrassed about the situation.

“Well, if you want to really switch things up, you should try a new position or something, maybe add a vibrator”, Porco says. “I think girls like that.”

Reiner let’s out a laugh. “Porco, how would you know? You’ve never gotten an ounce of pussy in your life.”

Porco snaps, splashing Reiner with a wave of water. “At least I get into meaningful relationships and don’t just settle for one night stands, Reiner.” Colt sighs, as the two continue their bickering. He looks down by the shore, seeing you and Pieck laying on the beach. How could he possibly be this lucky to have a girl like you as his girlfriend?

Wait. Hang on. Colt had an idea pop into his head. If he wanted to get laid again, he probably shouldn’t do it inside the house, hence the thin walls. He had seen some porn of people fucking on a beach, and always wanted to try it, and added it to his bucket list. What better time to do it then now?

Colt began to think of you slipping off that bikini like you had done last night, untying the straps, revealing your dazzling body. He could feel himself getting hard, and covered his crotch. If he was going to follow through with this plan, he was going to have to do it at night, after everyone had gone to bed to take away the risk of getting caught or being heard (again).

As soon as night came, you cleaned up the dishes after dinner and went upstairs to the bathroom. On the sink was a note, in colts messy handwriting.

𝒴/𝒩,

𝒫𝓁𝑒𝒶𝓈𝑒 𝓂𝑒𝑒𝓉 𝓂𝑒 𝑜𝓃 𝓉𝒽𝑒 𝒷𝑒𝒶𝒸𝒽 𝒶𝒻𝓉𝑒𝓇 𝓈𝓊𝓃𝒹𝑜𝓌𝓃.

𝒳𝑜𝓍𝑜, 𝒞𝑜𝓁𝓉

Shit, you think to yourself. Sundown was forever ago. I should get down to the beach before Colt thinks I ditched him or something.

You don’t even bother to change into normal clothes, and go back down there in the white bikini Colt adored seeing you in, you couldn’t go wrong in wearing that.

You make your way down to the beach, the starlit sky twinkling in the distance, the moon hovering over the lake reflecting white waves. Colt is down on the beach, a large towel laid out, on his phone.

You walk towards him feeling the sand crunch beneath your feet, and his eyes immediately look up to you, wide with excitement.

“Y/N!” He says. “I was beginning to think you weren’t coming or you didn’t see the note.”

“I wouldn’t forget about you Colt”, you say, sitting beside him. “Never ever.”

Wrapping your arms around him, you kiss his lips, tasting like just a bit of alcohol.

You pull away, Colts smile slowly fading away at the fact that you stopped kissing him. “Colt, baby, have you been drinking?”

“Fine, maybe a little”, he said. “But I paced myself this time to the point where I won’t get hammered, I did it for you.”

You smiled. “I’m proud of you!” That smile didn’t last long, feeling the right corner of your mouth rise forming a smirk. “And good boys get rewarded.”

You see Colts cheeks get red, flushing as you move your head down to his crotch, still covered in fabric. He lets out a breathy moan when you gently tug at his elastic waistband with your mouth. You stop for a minute, trying to remember why you were down here in the first place.

“Hey, wait, why did you ask me to come down here in the first place?”

Colt grins, and pulls out a bottle of lube from his pocket. “Well, I wanted to switch things up. I thought the beach would be a nice place to... you know. But keep doing what you’re doing please, baby.”

You continue your quest to tug down Colts swim trunks, but getting impatient and moving your hand up to the waistband and tugging it down with a singular motion. His cock sprang out, slapping against his stomach, already half hard. Your hand gripped his length gently, thumb rubbing the tip as he slowly began to grow increasingly hard under your touch. He let out a gasp at your movements. Your hand traveled down father, slowly jacking him off as he looked down upon you, hazel eyes filled with desire as you pumped him.

“Just like that, babe...” Colt said, voice cracking. He whimpered, voice high because of the stimulation you were providing him. “Oh... oh god... please, you’re doing so good baby.”

Your heat throbbed at his praises. This only encouraged you to go quicker, his eyes starting to roll into the back of his head. You cupped his balls, eliciting another whimper or moan, possibly a combination of the two.

“I’m gonna- I’m gonna cum-“ Colt is cut off by his sudden orgasm, covering your hand in his hot seed.

“Normally, i would stop and make you beg, but you’ve been a good boy tonight. I wanna make you feel good.” Colt is panting underneath you, still sensitive from his last orgasm. His cock grows hard again. He gives you a weak smile as he lays down on the towel.

“What’s the matter?” You ask. “You’re not tired already are you? You’re still hard.”

“B-baby...” Colt whispers. “C-can you ride me? Pretty please?” Your heat grows hotter than before at the idea. You fiddle with the straps of your bikini, and undo the knot in the back, making the top portion fall off easily. You slip off the bottom half, and sit on Colts lap.

Just to tease him, you kiss him on his lips, grinding your hips against his. Seeing him so vulnerable, so sensitive made you incredibly turned on. His eyes were squinted, his cheeks (and cock) red. His dick was throbbing even though he just came, and beads of sweat rolled off of his body. You thoroughly enjoyed the sight.

You grabbed hold of his cock once again, and guided it to your entrance, teasing the tip around your hole. Once you had enough of all this teasing, you skipped it in, not needing that bottle of lube since your walls were coated in your arousal already.

“Fuck- so... tight...” Colt mumbles.

You grind your hips against his cock, feeling it move in and out inside you. Colt contributes to the movement, thrusting his hips up to penetrate you deeper than you thought possible. Colt wasn’t incredibly endowed, maybe six inches, but you were shocked at how good he could use it.

His dick began to rub onto that one spongy spot inside of you, the one that drove you crazy. “Colt! Aah! R-Right there!”

Colt appreciated the praise, and was thankful that you two were away from the house for tonight. His pace picked up, continuously hitting your sweet spot with all his might.

Before you knew it, you had creamed around his cock, feeling the wave of your orgasm crash down upon you. Colt, not done yet, was still thrusting into you.

With a loud groan, Colt thrusted into you sloppily one final time, and released himself into you. Now was a time that you were grateful to be on the pill, feeling his warm seed coat your walls was one of the best sensations you could possibly experience.

Out of breath, you lay on colts bare chest, completely fucked out. Cum was still dripping down from your cunt to your inner thigh, which you most definitely did not hate. Colt kissed your neck, his kisses messily leaving a bit of saliva on your neck.

“You’re- you’re amazing, y/n.” He kisses you again, this time right on your lips. You were too tired to even respond. You just shut your eyes, feeling Colts heartbeat against your ear.

Eventually, Colt carried you into the house as if you were a sleeping baby, while being careful not to wake anyone else up. He placed your body on the bed, and laid beside you, careful to tuck you into the covers while doing the same to himself. Wrapping himself around you, he snuggled into you, even more grateful tonight than ever that he was your boyfriend.

#aot hcs #aot headcanons #aot smut #attack on titan #shingeki no kyoujin #snk headcanons #snk smut #aot colt #colt grice #snk reiner #reiner braun #porco snk #porco galliard #pieck finger #snk pieck #falco grice #gabi braun #colt grice smut

[fic-for-fic-sake]

Three Day Weekend

A/N: Just a quick one shot I wrote

Pairing: Bucky x reader

Warnings: NSFW, mentions of drugs (weed), penetrative sex, unprotected sex, fingering, honorifics

You woke up with a sigh and a contented smile on your face. Today was your day off. You had worked twelve hour days for ten days straight but today, finally, was the start of your self-made three day weekend and lucky for you, your boyfriend was home as well. You moaned as you stretched your arms above your head, appreciating the deep stretch it provided. Swinging your legs you made your way out of bed and walked towards the kitchen down the hall where you smelled breakfast cooking.

 Walking into the kitchen you were met by the sight of Bucky, shirtless, cooking pancakes on the stove. You stood there for a moment, admiring the sculpt of his back muscles. Your eyes tracked the movement of his shoulder blades as he flipped a pancake. Taking slow, soundless steps, you waltzed over to wrap your arms around his midsection so your fingers drummed against the hard muscles of his abdominals. 

“Good morning doll, sleep well?” Bucky asked. His gentle voice set your senses on fire. 

“Mhm, hard not to, with you next to me.” You replied, nuzzling into the space between his shoulder blades. He intertwined his fingers with yours before bringing them up to his lips and kissing your knuckles. “You’re so good to me, making me breakfast and everything.” 

“That’s not all I did.” He responded and you could tell by his tone that he was smiling. You looked to where he indicated with his chin to the rolled up joint on the counter top. You gasped in excitement. “I rolled it myself this morning, figured you could use some help relaxing.” 

You gave him a kiss on the back before you broke away from him to grab the joint from its resting place. “You gotta do it with me, I can’t finish it alone.” You mumbled, the joint already in your mouth as you went in search of a lighter. As soon as you found your prize, you lit the joint and a contented sigh escaped your lips as the earthy smoke filled your lungs. 

You sat down at the table and took another drag, leaning back to admire Bucky’s metal arm as it caught the morning sunlight. The weed made your brain pleasantly fuzzy and you let out a giggle. 

“What?” Bucky asked, a smirk on his face. 

“I’m just thinking that I’m the luckiest person alive. I have an Avenger making me pancakes and rolling me joints all before ten in the morning.” 

“I only do it because you make me so ridiculously happy.” Bucky commented as he brought over two steaming piles of pancakes with a generous helping of butter and syrup on them. He rested one in front of you before planting a kiss on your forehead. “Here, let’s trade.” He said, handing you a fork as he took the joint from your fingers. 

Bucky sat down across from you and your breakfast was momentarily forgotten as he brought the joint to his lips and sucked on it generously, making the embers glow a deep orange. You had never wanted to be an inanimate object more than you did in that moment. You watched, enraptured, as he parted his pink lips to expel the smoke in one endless white cloud. 

“See something you like?” He asked as he dug into his food. 

“Oh I see multiple things I like Barnes.” You replied as you followed his lead. The two of you sat in comfortable silence for a while, just eating and smoking and enjoying each other's company. 

Once you felt like your mind was pleasantly wandering you walked over to Bucky, pulled his chair away from the table, and deposited yourself onto his lap.

 “You’ve been so good to me this morning. If only there was some way I could possibly make it up to you.” You sighed as you brought your arms up to snake around his neck, pulling yourself closer to him. 

“What did you have in mind?” He whispered, as a coy smile spread across his face and his arms wrapped themselves around your waist. 

“I’m not sure yet.” You joked as you began to circle your hips above his clothed cock. You could feel him twitching beneath the material of his sweatpants. His breath hitched and you captured the sound as your lips pressed against his in a languid kiss. You continued the motion with your hips and let out a low groan when Bucky’s tongue gently parted your lips. 

“You wanna make it up to me but I’m not done spoiling you yet sweetheart.” Bucky murmured against your lips. To accentuate his point he brought a hand down to your underwear and pressed two fingers against your clothed core, making you moan into his mouth. “Will you let me spoil you doll? I wanna make you feel good.” He entreated, moving your panties to the side and sliding his fingers between your slick folds. 

“Yes Sir.” You whined, arching your back into him, your pert nipples pressing into his sculpted chest. 

“Good girl.” He praised as he brought his lips to just below your jaw and began to suck. His fingers continued to slide along your lips without going where you really needed him. He let you buck against his right hand while his metal one reached for the joint that was still on the table. He took another drag before blowing the smoke into your mouth and kissing you. 

He put the joint in your mouth and watched as you took a generous pull before he inserted his two fingers inside of you. “Oh fuck.” You groaned, exhaling smoke as your toes curled from Bucky’s ministrations. 

“God you’re so needy for me and I’ve hardly touched you.” 

“Yes, sir. I always need you.” You whimpered, feeling your walls clenching around his fingers as he fucked you with them. 

“Such a pretty girl taking my fingers for me. I bet you wanna cum huh?” He asked, voice saccharine. 

You gasped as his fingers curled and hit your spot. You screwed your eyes shut as you rested your forehead against his. “Please sir, make me come.” You almost cried out when you felt his metal thumb rub circles on your clit as his fingers fucked you faster. You could feel your release approach and you snapped your hips to match Bucky’s rhythm. 

“Let go sweetheart.” He whispered in your ear and that was all the encouragement you needed before you came on his fingers, his name a prayer falling from your lips. You rode out your aftershocks before he withdrew his fingers from your core. You saw him bring them up to his lips and he smiled as he tasted you. “The best fuckin’ taste in the world.” He moaned as he lifted you up in his arms and carried you towards the bedroom. 

His lips pressed against yours as he gently lowered you onto the soft mattress which felt like a cloud against your sensitive skin and your high senses. He slowly pulled his sweatpants down his body and lined his cock up against your pussy. 

“You want my cock now baby? Is that what you want?” He asked, sliding his tip against your folds and spreading your wetness around. 

You shivered as you wrapped your legs around his waist. “Please fill me up, I need you inside of me.” You moaned wantonly. 

Bucky didn’t waste a moment, plunging into you all the way until he was nestled within your perfect walls. 

“Fuck princess, you feel so good wrapped around my dick. I could stay here forever, keep this pretty cunt dripping and waiting for me.” He teased, rubbing your noses together. You tried to buck your hips against his but he took one of his hands and pressed your hips firmly against the mattress. “Don’t worry sweetheart, I’m coming.” 

He moved so that he was almost entirely out of you, before he slowly thrusted back in. The sounds in the room were a sinful combination of him moving in your slick heat and the moans you made as he did so. You loved the feeling of him inside of you as your head was in the clouds. In no time, you were close again and clawing at Bucky’s back, begging for your release. 

“Fuck, Bucky I’m so close, I can’t hold on.” You moaned as he brought a finger down between your bodies to rub your clit. 

“Let go baby, it’s okay, today is for you.” He whispered in your ear, his hot breath making goosebumps appear on your neck. Your eyes rolled back into your head as you let yourself go for the second time that day. 

“Bucky, yes, please don’t stop.” You panted as he kept pounding you through your orgasm. You wrapped your arms around his neck and brought the bulk of his body right on top of yours. You loved feeling his chest, slick with sweat, rub against you with every thrust of his hips. You brought a hand down to press into his backside, bringing him further into you. 

“My little princess is so insatiable aren’t you? I made you come twice and you’re still begging for more. Why don’t you work yourself up to a third orgasm?” He suggested as he flipped the two of you over so you were on top of him with his cock still nestled inside of you. 

Your eyes widened at the change in position. You moaned as he hit deeper inside of you like this. You brought your hands down to rest against his chest as you rocked your hips back and forth, enjoying how his pubic bone hit your clit just right. 

“That’s it baby, take what you want.” Bucky encouraged as his hands found your butt, kneading it gently. You slowly raised yourself off of his cock before lowering onto it again, a moan escaping the both of your mouths as you took him inside of you again, and again, and again. 

Your face scrunched up in concentration as you felt your high approaching again, your movements became more erratic as did your breathing as you chased your orgasm. 

Bucky’s hands found your hips as he thrusted up into you. Praises for you left his lips as his hips snapped against yours and soon you were coming and Bucky was close behind, shooting his seed deep inside of you. Your eyes drooped closed as you slowed down your hips until you stopped and gently pulled out of Bucky. 

He wrapped his arms around you before moving so you were laying next to him on the bed. 

“How are you feeling? Did you have fun?” He questioned, pressing a gentle kiss to your hair before going to the bathroom to wet a washcloth for you. You couldn’t answer just yet, too blissed out to care. Your limbs felt like lead from all the weed and sex so you just laid there and watched as Bucky returned, gloriously naked still. 

He cleaned you out with gentle wipes of the cloth before throwing it into the hamper. You then felt him begin to gently massage your muscles as you sunk deeper into the mattress and deeper into a blissed out state. 

“I love you so much.” You mumbled into the pillow. Bucky chuckled before kissing you on the lips gently. 

“I love you too.” He replied, “How about you take a nap and I’ll make you lunch when you wake up?” 

You nodded, too exhausted to respond, but unlike the past ten days, this was a welcome exhaustion, one you hoped you would experience more before the weekend was out.

#bucky x reader #bucky barnes x reader #bucky fanfic #avengers fanfic #mcu fanfic #reader insert

[wornoutmouse]

Tatsumi

Welcome back to mommy dearest writing for a character she doesn’t know. I present to you…..Adult Gumball from The Amazing World of Gumball

(I’m joking)

We are going for the mating cycle trope cause it never fails.

Breeding kink, of course, literal impregnation, poison le peepee, mommy kink, daddy kink, everybody a switch

This dude looks lactose intolerant

Left-right, up-down, and 2 sides of the same damn coin are the most accurate descriptions of Tatsumi. So in the end you never know what he’s truly thinking and perhaps that’s for the best. What never is hard to decipher is when his heat comes. The passive aggressiveness was forever present as you went about everyday tasks. His playful nature dwindled as time went by until you were too scared to even joke around with him. “Tats, your fur is a lot softer than normal, are you using a different shampoo?”

The bluenette grumbled as he glared down at a book that he was never even reading in the first place, “You know what’s in the bathroom so you know I’m not using anything different. You don’t blame his attitude one bit, he had told you that sharing his cycle was something precious to him and even though you were his girlfriend even platonically helping him through it was a big thing. This however didn’t mean he didn’t want to fuck you against the stove every time he saw you making some nasty ass quesadilla’s. That didn’t prevent him from dry humping everything in your shared bedroom to spread his scent around. Didn’t even stop him from dry humping you as soon as you came home.

“Tatsumi, I know your thing is like tomorrow, but you can’t stop me from enjoying my bath.” The blunette stood menacingly over your bathtub as you soaked. Your brown skin caressed by sparkling white bubbles as a creamy scent wafted from the water was almost like presenting a duck on a platter for Tatsumi. It was moments like these when he understood your hurt look when he said he didn’t want to share his heat with you. “I’m not stopping you, I’m just watching..” You rest your arm outside the bath, having a long staring contest with the man. “Your braids are getting wet.” You sighed before pulling out the stopper.

The next day his rut was in full sweep, you woke up this morning to him in the shower so you opted to make breakfast. By the time you finished and came to alert him, the bedroom door was locked and you could hear heavy grunts on the other side. “K Tats, just remember I’m here for you if you need anything.” You finished your breakfast alone and kicked a couple of grain bars underneath the door.

You walked back into the kitchen and groaned when you saw the corner of your kitchen floor bare from the lack of water. “He’s going to dehydrate himself at the the rate he is going at it.” Your skin prickled from the thought of going outside into the cool fall air with only a pair of shorts but nonetheless, you head out to visit the nearest Walmart, “We’ll need more food anyways.”

Inside the bedroom

The heat was unbearable, Tatsumi had shredded most of his clothes the moment he woke up. The naive would say that the heat in his groin would be the hardest part to deal with, but the physical warmth that had his skin visibly boiling made him want to claw his skin off where he stood. He rested his head against the bed, eyes closed with unbridled rage. All he wanted to do is let you inside this room and never let you out until he had fucked a baby in you. Alas, it was not a baby he wanted so that is why he made up the lie about how his rut was special to him. In reality, he had shared his cycle with many others, some friends, some colleagues, a commonplace whore would even due during this time of crisis.

The only difference between you and them is that they never saw the next day. The point of his cycle is to mate, and more importantly, if the mating isn’t successful his cum becomes poisonous to the person it was inserted in. Even Muroi would make jokes about how he has “deadly dick” much to his dismay. So even if him sharing his heat with you would be pleasurable and end it quicker, if you do not get pregnant, you will die and that was the only thing keeping him from leaving this room.

His ears twitched to pick up on where you were in the house, they twitched, twitched a little bit more. Where the hell were you? Shakily he stands, screwing his face up when his dick hit his stomach shamelessly. He creaked the door open, mumbling your name into the open air. No response, “Y/n where the hell are you?” Even though it was a dangerous chance to take, Tatsumi didn’t feel comfortable not feeling your presence somewhere throughout the house. He walked around the apartment growing angrier than when he left when he saw your keys were missing. “What the hell, she couldn’t at least stay to make sure I didn’t die?” Your absence hurt a little bit, but his prideful heart just turned any pain into horn-filled anger.

Meanwhile, your dumbass was looping around for the 3rd time to get samples of imitation crab on a saltine cracker. “Miss, this is your 4th time..” “What do you mean, I’ve never been here before?” You of course, as any good customer would, didn’t buy a single package of imitation crab nor cracker. You went home with your belly full and a car filled with water and packaged ham because Thanksgiving was 6 months away and you’ll be damned if you get caught having to buy 6 chickens to replace the turkey again.

When you get home you carried the ham in your arms while you kicked a water bottle pack into the kitchen. During your excruciating workout, you failed to notice that the bedroom door was wide open, and an overbearing warmth filled the home spreading Tatsumi’s anger pheromones that you couldn’t even smell to save your life. And your life was indeed endangered. “Tats do you need some more water!” You whistle throughout the house, tossing your keys on the couch before gaping at the wide-open door. “Tatsumi!?”

“I’m glad you knew well enough to wear damn near nothing when you came back.” Tatsumi looked completely worse for wear, eyes blown wide and blue hair tousled. “What the hell are you doing outside our room, aren’t you the one that wanted for us to stay away from each other?” “Mmhm.” Tatsumi was completely naked from the waist down. From the neck up his skin was flushed red and sweaty, "Yes that was the plan until you decided to leave. "

Tatsuya was in you in an instant, teeth clashing together when he kissed you, your hands rested on clammy skin slowing Tatsumi's process of undressing you. "I'm going to fuck you so well Y/n. Breed your pretty little pussy for all to see." The brazen words of affirmation made your movements stutter in the slightest bit. "If this dirty talk or are you serious?!"

Tatsumi's hands slap down on your ass, gripping the soft flesh in-between his fingers. "I've never been more serious, this is life and death. " Using his hold on your buttocks, he lifts you up with a slight heave before placing you on the two-way countertop. Buttons pop off your shorts hitting the floor as they’re ripped off. Your panties soon join as well, falling to the floor in a graceful heap. Goosebumps plagued your skin at the act of aggression. "So pretty and perfect for me. There isn't any doubt in my mind that this'll work."

You couldn't help but twitch at the praise, making Tatsumi laugh. Slender fingers rub your clit building your pleasure to make you slick. The soft treatment was stopped when Tatsumi pinched the nerve. "Play with yourself while I go get some lube." It seemed almost like a challenge for Tatsumi to pull away from you but he did nonetheless. You hurriedly remove your tank top leaving your black sports bra on, unwilling to wrestle with it. Carefully balancing on the edge of the counter, you resume torturing your clit until sweat begins to build on your own body.

"Tatsumi!" You stuttered, rolling your body enticingly when he came back into your line of sight. "You're so damn sexy." You grab his neck and pull him in between your legs wrapping them around him. "I want to make you feel good, baby come on." You reach in-between your legs, squeezing the tip is cock, biting your lip when it twitches in your hand. "You're so big Tat's, do you want me that badly?"

His hair was dripping with sweat and his face was dusted a pretty red color, one you longed to make bloom. "Fuck yes! I need to feel you squeeze around me, fuck I'm so desperate right now, I'll do anything!" You caress his face cooing as he thrust into your palm like a hormonal teenager. "You ain't got to do nothing for me but put your pretty little cock in me baby!" You take the lube from him and squeeze the cool liquid on his dick making it twitch even more.

Tatsumi gripped the counter with one hand while pumping his lubed cock with the other. "Fuck fuck fuck!" Without warning, Tatsumi cums from his hands, shooting the warm liquid on your pussy lips making the perfect contrast of black and white. This detail went straight to Tatsumi's dick. So while his cock continued to shoot cum he thrust forward till he bottomed out, stretching your pussy to the shape of him. "Tell me when I can move, if it's good, tell me when!"

Tatsumi was teary-eyed staring at the ceiling so he could refrain from moving and possibly hurting you. "You're so warm Y/n, feel so good, all stretched out for me." When you finally relaxed, you lowered your legs, pushing his hips deeper. "Come on daddy, you said you wanted to be me hmm?" Tatsumi caged you against the counter with both hands on the sides, dripping the fake tile as if his life depended on it.

"Oh, don't call that. You know how I feel about that." You planted in his ear, dead-set on dirty talking him to completion. "Oh, you don't feel like being daddy right now baby? You want to be my pretty lil boy?" Tatsumi nodded nibbling in your collarbone. You squeezed your eyes shut as his cock began to move faster.

"Oh, your-fuck! Such a good boy for mommy you know that? I couldn't ask for a better...a better!" Your eyes rolled to the back of your head as Tatsumi pulled you off the counter, bouncing you on his cock while he stood. Tatsumi growled at the vibration your ass caused when it slammed down on his toned thighs. He was exerting himself in a display of primal strength. Your pussy clenched down on him as he held you still. Opting to jackhammer into your body, making you shake.

As ridiculous as you probably looked, the pleasure made up for it. "I'm going to fuck you so damn well, you're not leaving this damn house again!"

And leaving was something you could not do. You were fucked in all sorts of positions in all locations of the house. The only break you got was when you could shower and even that wasn't a break as Tatsumi soon joined you, and fucked you haphazardly against the shower wall. Both of you came in and out of consciousness throughout the days, only having enough time to eat and drink.

On the final day, Tatsumi was the one to wake first. His sleepy eyes blinked at the open window, the same window he made you deep throat him in front of hours ago. "Y/n?" His voice was scratchy and in desperate need of water as he held it gingerly. "Y/n?" You lay next to him, body partially covered in a white sheet that probably only sin if he were to guess from the scratch marks and bites littering both his and your backs.

Tatsumi’s heart raced at your stillness, time armed to slowdown as a shaking hand reached out for you flinching at your cold skin. "N-No!"

It didn't work, he had worked so hard to make it work and his efforts were fruitless. The bed shook with his sobs, he couldn't even look at your still form. What was he going to tell your family? Fuck that, how would he even be able to live with himself. "What do I do, oh God Y/n. I'm so sorry! I-"

"Dawg shut the FUCK UP!"

His crying was interrupted as he was hit full swing with his own pillow. Your almond eyes were swollen most likely from tears of overtime as you squinted at Tatsumi. Pointing an accusing finger at him. "You fucked me for 3 days straight, I deserve sleep. Now be quiet or go somewhere else!" With that, you turned back over, covering yourself with your sheet.

Despite your scolding, Tatsumi felt joy filling his being. When he quieted, he stiffens… if you were alive..that meant you were pregnant…… now how the hell is he supposed to break the news to you?

#tatsumi #shiki tatsumi #anime smut #shiki smut #anime imagines #heat