#cw mommy kink

[fushigurro]

𝙄 𝙇𝙊𝙊𝙆 𝙏𝙊 𝙔𝙊𝙐.

𝗦𝗔𝗧𝗢𝗥𝗨 𝗚𝗢𝗝𝗢 𝗫 𝗗𝗢𝗠!𝗚𝗡!𝗥𝗘𝗔𝗗𝗘𝗥. ⌇ 18+ only, mdni / mommy kink, mdlb vibes / handjob / edging / crying / mentions of punishment / technically gender neutral aside from reader being called ‘mommy’ / almost 1k words

idk y'all. i can no longer deprive my mommy domme spirit of what it needs. if it's ooc... just look away. I NEED THIS OKAY. and he needs to be punished and then babied a lil bit. it would fix him. HAPPY BIRTHDAY TO THE BOY!!!!!

Your ribs might as well be fused together given the way you’re pressed so tightly to each other’s sides, skin welded to skin as blood pulses life throughout the both of you. It’s the moments like these that make you realize he’s more human than most would like to believe. 

You can see it in the way that very same blood causes him to flush various shades of pink and red, can feel it in every tremor of the muscles that work so hard to hold him upright. Satoru Gojo is more of a human being than ever when he’s in your grasp, and that’s precisely why he’s always so eager to be within it.

The bed is plush beneath him but it doesn’t compare to the comforting sensation of your arm secured around his waist to keep him close, making him feel warm and enveloped even as the crisp air nips at his exposed skin. Your other hand is wrapped around the red, weeping mess that is his cock, hard and throbbing to the point it causes pain, because you’ve already edged him three times and are now heading for a fourth. Though he’s hoping that perhaps this time you’ll bring him to the edge and let him tumble over it.

Legs spread, Satoru’s head thuds against the wall behind the bed as he swallows thickly, panting as your palm continues to squelch along his length with every slow and precise stroke. His face is wet with tears and he has one hand fisted into the sheets while the other spreads along the inside of your thigh and grips for purchase. 

Where he once was so incredibly vocal, he is now reduced to a being that can only offer soft sobs and whimpers in reaction to your loving torture, and this is how you’re able to tell that he is at his limits. You’ve broken him with your steadfast yet gentle punishment, edged him until he’s bleary-eyed and obedient like a needy child, and your efforts have been successful, so you think there’s no need to drag things out for much longer.

“Mommy, p-please…” he begs in a whisper, voice warped by tears and hips struggling to refrain from bucking up into your hand. Satoru has repented for his earlier transgressions and has since lost the attitude that had gotten him into this situation. You’re starting to feel rather merciful towards him now.

You turn your head to press your lips against his temple, soothing him with a kiss there and mumbling, “Shhh, I know, baby.”

Satoru shudders at the feeling of your warm breath and words floating around his ear, and he’s fallen deep into a space that fills his head completely with fluffy clouds and stardust. He needs you to give him permission to let go, to finally give in to the pleasure you’ve been withholding from him.

“Do you think you’ve learned your lesson?” you ask, tasting the salt of the tears upon his cheek.

Satoru breathes in a small gasp, hips twitching as he nods enthusiastically. “Mhm, yeah—yeahyeahyeah,” he answers you with desperation, suddenly filled with hope that you’ll give him a much-needed orgasm. “I’ll be good, mommy, promise.”

You grin at the way he slurs his words and vows to be obedient despite his insolent nature. “Alright then,” you reply, your permissive tone like music to his ears as your hand continues its rhythm. “You can go ahead and cum for me, Satoru.”

He immediately releases a moan of pure relief and lets his eyes roll to the back of his head, muscles finally relaxing now that he doesn’t have to fight off impending release. He can simply float in a cloud of bliss and let the pleasure wash over him when it finally comes, which is going to be much sooner rather than later at this rate.

Satoru’s grasp on you tightens along with his balls and abs, lungs struggling to breathe properly as your hand picks up its pace a hardly noticeable amount—but it’s enough for him, and that’s evident by how he pants and moans in little ‘ah, ah, ah’s that fill the air.

“That’s it, angel; give it to me,” you goad gently, and that’s all it takes. With one final choked cry, Satoru tenses up and releases ropes of cum that land hotly on his thighs, his stomach, and your fingers, painting them sticky white. It drives him into an even more mindless state than before, and after he’s done sobbing out his pleasure, he begins to crumple into you regardless of his size.

White hair tickles your neck as he makes a home there. “Messy boy,” You giggle lightly and grant his cheek with a kiss, admiring the way he’s covered the both of you with such a heavy load. “See, that wasn’t so bad, was it?”

Satoru tucks his face further into your neck with a pout. “Mm. You’re mean.”

Rolling your eyes, you playfully shake your head. "Oh yes, I know. I’m just the meanest mommy in the whole wide world," you reply jokingly. "I never ever let my baby cum or give him kisses or hugs or snuggles afterwards. I'm just the absolute worst."

All he does is huff against you and stay silent for several moments afterwards while you rub a comforting hand along his arm. After his body’s gone slack and breathing has evened out into a slow tickle along your skin, you begin to suspect that he’s about to doze off.

“Don’t fall asleep yet, baby. We still need to get you cleaned up.”

Satoru shuffles and whines, wrapping an arm around your waist and trying to force his oversized body even closer to yours in protest.

“Uh uh, don’t whine,” you warn with a slightly firmer tone. “No more attitude today. Not unless you want another punishment.”

#dividers by @cafekitsune #satoru gojo x reader #sub!gojo #gojo satoru x reader #satoru gojo smut #jjk smut #jjk x reader #cw mommy kink #my writing. #re: satoru gojo

[tojisun]

and if johnny’s interest in mommy kink gets instigated by kyle (without kyle knowing), what then

thinking about johnny accidentally snooping on kyle’s phone. he didn’t mean to, really. he just heard kyle’s phone ringing, saw the contact name being mommy, and hollered for his friend.

poor chap practically tore the phone from johnny’s hand before racing out of the room. price and ghost were just as astonished as johnny was, the three of them making awkward eye contact with each other because, truly, what the fuck.

kyle was all tight-lipped when he returned, glaring at johnny for butting into his business but johnny swore he didn’t—

“it’s y’r mum! what’d ya want me to do? let it go to voicemail?”

“it isn’t–” kyle’s lips curled like he tasted something sour. “just. mind your business next time.”

there was a heartbeat of silence, before soft chortles rumbled from their captain. johnny realized, at the sound of price’s laughter, what type of mommy, exactly, was calling kyle.

“oh, shit,” he murmured, something like desire filling him up. he ignored ghost’s stare or their captain’s petering laughter; he ignored the wafting question that descended on them all because kyle was looking at him with something like understanding.

like recognition.

“she would love you,” kyle said after a while, smiling. “do you want a mommy, ‘tavish?”

it was said so softly, so quietly, and yet it rang like a gunshot in johnny’s head. he didn’t even realize the ragged rasp of his breath or the way his body hunched over in his desire. all he knew, all he could focus on, was the invitation that kyle was giving him.

“please,” he muttered, too needy for anything louder.

—

you are the best thing to ever happen to him. the prettiest thing; all crooning and teasing, all dimpled smile and quiet giggles. johnny thought all he would have gotten was a quick fuck—get his dick wet, explore his new kink, maybe even shed a few tears; he really didn’t know what he was looking for.

but then, there you were. are.

so accepting. so lovely. so desirable in a way that had him begging for more, his words all slurred with his tears and desperation.

“please,” he said to you too then. he couldn’t voice out what it was he really wanted to say. but he didn’t need to, not with the way you cupped his cheeks and brushed away the tears and sweat staining his flushed cheeks.

“of course,” you said. “such a good boy, f’me.”

johnny dropped his face on the soft of your lap, trying to tamp down the tears. the hiccups.

he shivered at the rougher hands that also began to play with his hair.

“so good f’r us, johnny,” kyle added, so soft. so careful.

johnny shivered, desire bloating.

he really needed to give kyle a fruit basket or something.

—

“i really thought it’d be you into that,” price murmurs when it’s just him and simon, before taking a drag on his cig.

simon almost chokes on his whiskey. “what?” he croaks out.

price breathes out the smoke, fingers drumming on the table, only to shrug and keep to himself again.

simon gawks because what the hell.

#johnny soap mctavish x reader #soap x reader #kyle gaz garrick x reader #kyle gaz x reader #tf 141 #cw mommy kink #suns #johnnys too pathetic coded to not be into mommy kink

[darby-rowe]

coryo with a ball gag. delicious. but society should consider: coryo w a ring gag. mouth forced open, unable to speak properly but drooling. big stupid puppy dog eyes, can’t talk properly. can still make him lick ur cunt. uncomfortable ache in his jaw when u take it out, being all soft and silent bc his mouth hurts but still so needy. eating u out after hours bc he’s just so so desperate to taste ur cunt even if his jaw burns every time he opens his mouth slightly

mouth. WATERING.

18+ | nsfw | mdni

cw fem!dom!reader, sub!coryo, degradation, dirty talk, cunnilingus, mommy kink

coryo would look so pretty sitting on his knees, looking up at you with those dumb pretty blue eyes of his. every time you gripped onto his blonde curls he’d whimper, expecting you to bring his head closer towards your delicious cunt, but alas all you do as sit on the edge of your bed and take in the view.

“can’t help but drool when you look at my pussy, can’t ya?” you taunted, loving the way he was unable to hide how much he was drooling due to the ring gag keeping his mouth again. “you wanna taste me sooo bad, don’t you? want this pussy in your mouth, licking my clit like some pathetic bitch, yeah?”

all coryo could do was nod desperately, his eyebrows furrowing in desperate frustration. you took note of the way he squirmed on his knees, the tip of his cock leaking pre all over his rock hard shaft. it took everything within you not to give in.

“my pretty boy,” you cooed, fingers tangling within coryo’s curls. “i wanna hear you say please. say, ‘please, mommy’ and i’ll let you eat my pussy,”

coryo knew speech was impossible with the ring gag, but damnit, he still tried. more drool left his mouth as he babbled incoherently up at you, his noises slightly reminiscing the words ‘please, mommy’. his blue eyes were wet — was he crying? — as he begged and pleaded to taste you.

you finally gave him mercy and shoved his pathetic, pretty face deep into your cunt, eyes rolling back as his needy tongue went to work on your clit.

and all you could do was sit back on your elbows, moaning delightfully as the pretty boy in between your legs ate you out for what felt like hours.

#☽｡⋆ dally’s asks; #♡; dally writes! #cw mommy kink #fem!reader #fem reader #coriolanus snow #coriolanus snow x you #coriolanus snow x reader #coriolanus snow smut #coriolanus snow fanfiction #the hunger games the ballad of songbirds and snakes #thg tbosas #the ballad of songbirds and snakes #tbosas

[torutorubozu]

kashimo with a mommy kink. having to punish him bc he's suchhhh a tease and sends u the sluttiest photos of him all dressed up in your lingerie while you're working a shift. always taunting you and then when it cums (ha) down to it? can't handle it.

bending him over ur knee n spanking him as punishment and the bitch fuckin cums just from that, just to spite u and the punishment. yeah he's callin u mommy but he's the brattiest slut and the sluttiest brat to ever live.

mwah

grips you. why do you have such a big brain.

oh i’m sure he does this lots. you’ve never really punished him for it, and that’ll change today.

bending him over your knee and holding his head down, and a spank on that sensitive ass is enough to get him to cum.

call him gross, call him a cheap whore, call him a pathetic bitch, and it’ll get him more and more turned on. hell he quite literally just agrees to whatever you call him.

“y—yeah! m’your pathetic little bitch, mommy!” he would say, with tears in his eyes, looking at you with a flushed face.

you had him count how many times he’s orgasmed until he apologized and my god he couldn’t even pass 3. he would whine like a bitch and you’d make him count again and again until he got it right. and no he’s not going to apologize to you for being a slut because that’s just the brat he is.

you end up going on with this punishment until he’s unable to cum anymore. all he’s able to do is whine out your name and ‘mommy’ over and over again. will this teach his lesson, though? no. not at all. he definitely will do this again, just for this punishment all over again.

#.ᐟ :: witch’s invitation . #𓆩 :: jujutsu kaisen . #✧ :: reece . #♡ :: hajime kashimo . #☆ :: kashimo thirst . #hajime kashimo x reader #hajime kashimo #kashimo x reader #sub kashimo #sub jjk #jujutsu kaisen #dom reader #sub character #cw mommy kink

[iciclesses]

i need codependent reader x mommy laswell you just gave me such a big brain work oml

cw mommy kink!!

Gosh imagine turning up the hopeless femme just for Laswell so she's taking way more care of you than you need :,)) you know she loves the control, loves that after a hard day of work she make everything perfect and soft for you, her girl ♡

Coming home to you cooking for her, wearing nothing but a big sweater and tiny panties with a glass of her favorite white wine all ready for her!! Getting to hug you from behind, burying her nose in your perfumed hair as you giggle and press yourself against her. You tell her about your day as you're plating your gorgeous meal, and every complaint she's cataloging in her mind. Oil change. Taxes. New dress for your company party. Ran out of chardonnay. Wanting different light bulbs for your lamp where you read. Computer slowing down. She'll fix everything for you baby, don't worry.

After you've eaten, she's cleaning the dishes. Gives you a stern but playful look when you try to insist to help. Pours you another glass of wine instead, sends you and your pouting face off to take a bath. Comes in when you're all settled in under bubbles, sits next to you and rubs scented oils into your skin. Hums you a little tune and tickles you lightly just to see you giggle. Dries you off herself with a soft fluffy towel that you're sure cost way too much money.

Takes you to your bedroom, lies you down gently. Towel long gone, you're fully naked and soft on display for her adoring eyes. She's still fully clothed and you huff a little at the fact. You try and unbutton her blouse but a gentle hand stops you.

"Let mommy take care of you, honey. I know you worked so hard today." It's full of warmth, strength, love. It has you already floating into that fuzzy pretty headspace of just being her good girl as Laswell makes herself comfy between your legs.

#i meant to make this toxic but it turned out soft anon i hope u forgive me #the og post u were replying to i wanted like. Domineering bossy laswell and her hapless gf who depends on her #HOWEVER #i wanted soft so u get soft #noel.haps #laswell x reader #cw mommy kink

[kabukibun]

I believed that I saw a post about breastfeeding HC, And I was ashamed to answer the post, sooooo, I think if Scaramouche has Mommy Issues, he MOST LIKELY has a Mommy Kink, I mean, may anyone say "Didn't your mother breastfed you as a little boy?" And he answers with a "no, but it wouldn't be bad for you to breastfeed me", oh man, I need someone to write about this, I'm really ashamed to write when I have ideas about smut and scaramouche * blushes like a whore *

Sorry eng is not my first language and my brain died when I was writting this

yes i’m a huge breast feeding/lactation/mommy kink enjoyer 🫶

Scaramouche with a mommy kink is so real. If you spoil him, that just fuels his kink until he’s lapping at your tits and whimpering a soft, “Mommy.” He’s practically begging to breast feed from you all day until you drag him to a hidden area where he can start nursing on your tits.

Scaramouche makes it his mission to make his mommy feel good, even if him sucking on your nipples is enough to make you cum, he wants to make you feel even better. So while he’s licking a nipple, swirling around the bud with his tongue, he’s rutting his cock inside of you, leaking cum inside until you’re full. You nonchalantly comment that if he keeps cumming inside, you’ll actually start lactating. And that drives him crazy, cock hardening once more so he can dump even more cum inside of you.

—

dw!! your english was perfect 🫶 english isn’t my first language either so ill never judge haha

#02txt #cw breastfeeding #cw mommy kink #also don’t feel shy abt writing !! you can always send me stuff on anon if it makes you feel better

[gatorlovebot]

nsfw. mdni. inspired by @iciclesses <3

cw: mommy kink

your resolve was diminishing the longer you stood in front of the mirror looking at yourself. you were wearing a spur of the moment purchase, something that caught your eye in an advertisement on instagram. as you put in your credit card information for the garments you thought it would be a fun little surprise for kate to come home to after a long day on base.

the matching set was white, a frilly little top made of white cotton that hugged your breasts, thin enough to see the hard peeks of your nipples. the neckline was low and lined with a little ruffle. it felt dainty and pretty. but the star of the set were the panties.

you didn't recall them being so. bare. a strip of white lace wraps around your hips, a patch of lace covering your mound. but what has you questioning the whole set is the two little stripes of satin that outline your puffy pussy lips. you thought it would make you feel sexy and daring. but instead you felt stupid the more you looked at yourself.

when you and kate have sex she's still usually in a sports bra and you're in a tee shirt. she's never cared for anything like this, so you've never tried. you want to scrap the whole plan of surprising kate entirely until you hear the front door opening and closing and the sounds of her kicking off her boots by the front door. she was home early.

you scramble, instead of ripping off the little pieces of fabric you grab the first articles of clothing you can find to instead put on top. you greeted kate in one of her old shirts and a pair of sweatpants you had left lying on the bedroom floor. when she greets you with a kiss to the cheeks and a gentle, "hi, honey," as she pulls you into an embrace you wait for her to notice what you're wearing underneath.

but she doesn't, she pulls away and goes back over to the entryway to hang her coat up. "i thought you were going to be home later," you commented in lieu of a greeting, "i already had dinner, but i can heat up the leftovers-"

"no need, honey, i picked up something on the way home." she interjected and you couldn't help but watch her arms as she raised them to undo her bun. "paperwork didn't take me as long as i was expecting, though." she offers up.

"oh, do you want to celebrate with a drink?" you quip. kate and you had fallen into this routine once she finally decided to quit smoking. (you use the term "quit" loosely, she just didn't smoke around you anymore. you knew she still smoked when she was gone on missions.) she would come home from a long day on base and you'd make her a cocktail.

with a hand at the small of your back she leads you to the kitchen, grabbing two glasses as you rummage around for the liquors and mixers for the both of you. you mix her a gin and tonic and something a little fruitier for yourself. she's leaned up against the kitchen across from you and when you make your way over to her she's takes the drink you offer to her in one and pulls you flush against her with a hand around your hip.

she mutters a quick thank you before taking a long sip from her drink. you giggle, "long day?"

she sighs, "you know everyday is a long one with that crew."

you giggled again, this wasn't the first time she had said something to the same effect about the guys she worked with. you hadn't met any of them, you probably never would, but kate filled you in on each one of them as much as she could. but even with her exasperated tone you knew that her words weren't unkind. she loved those men and entrusted them with her life and she with their's.

"you home tomorrow?" you inquired. you already knew the answer, of course she was home tomorrow. it was the main reason you decided to save the lingerie for tonight, a late night rendezvous. you try not to cringe at the thought of the lingerie you were still wearing.

"yeah," she takes another sip, "i was thinking maybe we could go out and look at paint samples for the bathroom."

you both were planning on taking time off soon to do some renovations to your flat. the conversation about paint colors and whether or not to rip up the tile in shower flowed easily and as you reach to grab her now empty glass for a refill kate stopped you. she reached her hand up to your shirt, finger ghosting along the ruffle of your bra that was pressed against the thin shirt you threw over it. "what's this?" she questions.

you try to think of a lie, but only for a moment. kate knows you too well at this point, can read you like a fucking book, and she knows it. her gaze is locked onto your's as she waits you out. "a bra."

"a bra?" her brow is quirked in curiosity, you won't be getting out of this one. "show me." she challenges.

you roll your eyes, trying to portray annoyance rather than insecurity while you hook your fingers under the hem of you shirt and pull it up. her lips quirk up in a barely there smirk as she runs her fingers over the smooth satin of one of the straps. "cute," she comments before taking one last sip of her gin and tonic, mostly water from the ice at this point.

you take a moment to wait for her to say something else. anything else. but as you lower your shirt all she does is press her glass into your empty hand.

cute. you knew she wasn't intending to be dismissive but as you filled up her glass for the second time you decided you were done for the night. one simple word knocking the wind out of your sails completely. you felt childish as you returned to her, she at some point had pulled out her phone and was scrolling mindlessly. you set the glass down next to her on the counter and you dodge her grasp as she tries to reach for you again. confusion tugs at her brows as you tell her you're gonna go to bed, "i've had a long day, kate."

she lets you go, easily. you don't know if it would have made you feel better or worse if she tried to stop you. or if she decided to come with you. but you find yourself in bed now, lying on top of the covers still in your clothes with the lights on, scrolling through your phone. you thought you could use this time to gather your thoughts, feel your feelings. maybe come up with something to say to her about this whole thing tomorrow. but scrolling through social media was easier.

it's not long before she joins you, though. standing in the doorway all she says is, "i thought you were going to bed."

"yeah, well," you shrug, not having any semblance of a response and not caring either. you're frustrated and your little sensitive feelings got hurt, so you try to just shut down and hope she either joins you in bed and you both go to sleep or she leaves you alone to go back to whatever she was doing.

she crosses the threshold and joins you on the bed. she lays on her side, head propped up by one her hands and just looks at you. you know she's waiting you out, again, but there's nothing for you to give to her so you continue to look at your phone.

she must realize you're icing her out because you can feel her eyes trail from your face down your body. in a moment you feel her hand reach down to your hip where your sweatpants have ridden down, exposing a hint of lace. her hand reaches for it, "hey, does this match the bra?"

you swat her hand away from you in a flash of anger, her fingers just barely brushing the lace. "it's not like you fucking care." you snipe back, sitting up on the mattress to wrap your arms around yourself.

"hey," she barks back, authority in her voice. "you've had an attitude since i walked through the door."

"no, i haven't," you retort, irritation heating up your skin. "we were having a perfectly fine night."

you know that neither of you are really in the right here. you could have said something about how her reaction upset you, but you didn't. but was she really that emotionally repressed to not see the correlation between her reaction and your feelings?

"you're right, the night was going fine until you showed me that bra and then what?" she probed and when you didn't give her an answer she kept going. "i don't even know what fucking happened with you after that."

"i tried to fucking do something nice for you, kate." you assert, feeling spurred on at the look of skepticism that crosses her face. "i tried to do something for you and you didn't fucking care enough to give me an actual response."

she gestures to your chest, "how was i supposed to know that was something for me?"

"would i wear something like for myself, kate?" you retort, incredulously. you should try to reign it in because you can see this conversation going nowhere, but your hurt pushes you forward. "i covered up when you got home because i knew you wouldn't even care."

she just sits back on her heels besides you on the mattress and looks at you for a long time. you watch her shoulders relax as she whispers, "i care."

watching the anger dissipate from her body helps you come down as well. but you still don't bother to give her a response, you just want to change out of this stupid lingerie and go to bed so you two can go look at paint in the morning.

her eyes linger back to your hip, the hint of lace that's still peeking out from your waistband. her fingers barely grazes the fabric, "can i see?" she prods.

you roll your eyes but still hear yourself say, "sure."

"sure isn't a real answer, ho-"

"yes," you all but shriek at her as she gets her nimble fingers under your waistband, exposing yourself and the lace to her. you decide to take off your shirt too, giving her a chance to look at the complete set before you throw it away.

"wow," she coos, voice gentle and soft compared to the harshness of it previously. her eyes roam your naked flesh, greedily taking you in. it's still just one word but it's in stark contrast to her almost sarcastic, cute. you try to stay mad just based on principle, but the adoration in her voice makes your insides melt.

you keep your pudgy thighs together so she can't yet see the satin adorning your cunt but she easily spreads them a part, placing her strong hands at the tops of your thighs, thumbs digging into your flesh. "oh, wow, this really was a surprise, honey." you feel utterly exposed and you, on instinct, try to clench your legs shut when you feel her press a kiss to the lace atop your mound.

"hey," she chides, crawling up your body, hooking her finger underneath the band of the bra, pulling you closer to her. your breasts spill out of the flimsy cotton as you gasp. "stop being a brat and let mommy apologize."

kate laswell doesn't fuck around. she knows what she wants and she knows how to get it. she's turned you into something so easy for her and you know it, which is why you sometimes try to put up a fight. "if you're apologizing at least say i'm sorry."

she reaches up to your tits, fingers grabbing at your nipples. "i'm," she pinches your left nipple, "sorry." she pinches your right swallowing your whine of pain with a kiss. "now will you be good for mommy and let her enjoy her surprise?"

all you can do is whimper out, "yes, mommy."

"good job, honey," there's a laugh in her voice that makes heat bloom in your stomach. she liked to tease, she liked to get mean. she lowers herself back down to face your cunt. it's already slick from the pain and her teasing, wetness darkening the white satin enveloping your weeping pussy. "easy access for mommy, huh?"

"yeah," you affirm, voice whiney and high pitched. it's something that you try not to think about outside the bedroom.

she drags a thumb against your swollen clit, reveling in the gasp you let out at the touch. "so wet for me already," she observes, dragging her thumb down through your folds, prodding at your tight hole. her touch leaves you for a second before her hands are reaching under each thigh. in a moment she has you rolled up onto your shoulders with her knees on the bed and face inches away from your twitching cunt.

"that's better," she remarks before pressing a kiss directly towards your sensitive clit. your body jerks in her hold but it doesn't stop her from licking a strip from your hole back up to your clit. on most nights she's efficient, getting her tongue on your clit just the way you like it, letting you grind against the flat of her tongue until you cum. but tonight she's sloppy, spitting on your puffy lips and using a finger to spread the wetness around, her gaze never leaving your cunt. she laps at your clit as her fingers spread through your folds, two finally pushing past the tightness of your hole.

you're a mess against the mattress, squirming and trying to buck your hips against her face. your legs jerk against her shoulders and your tits jiggle with every harsh breath you take and gasp you let out.

she may be sloppy, but she knows exactly what she's doing. the finger that she has in your clenching cunt, the knuckles rub firm and tight against that little spot inside of you that makes you cream around the digits. she gets her lips around your clit and sucks causing you to wail out. her fingers are relentless, grinding inside of you as she mercilessly stimulates your clit. with a broken sob you finally cum around her fingers, body jerking and twitching against her hold.

she releases your clit and pulls her fingers from your fluttering pussy, giving your used hole a sloppy kiss. she chuckles at your whine before she grabs the backs of your calves from her shoulders, lowering your bottom half back to the mattress. you two aren't really that adventurous with your positions in bed so your hips and back ache as you melt into the mattress.

"just give me a minute," you babble, mouth dry and body still pulsing with aftershocks. "you can do whatever you want with me."

"don't worry, honey," she coos against your ear, body lying down bedsides yours. she pulls your bra back up and over your tits. the fabric presses against your sensitive nipples. "i'm taken care of."

you open your eyes and look to her face, but the soft smirk doesn't really explain much. it's then when you notice her cargo pants are unbuttoned. fuck. she leans in close, pressing a kiss against your cheek, "gotta surprise me more often."

#gator.writing #cw mommy kink #kate laswell x reader #kate laswell

[frenchfrywrites]

Indulging Gluttony 

MINORS DNI

trans male dom top reader, sub bottom Beelzebub, feminization (Beel receiving), feederism, piss, mommy kink, reader uses a strap on

terms used for reader: cock, dick, tdick

Thank you to @lilacrodent for the commission!! Been so long since I wrote for this gentle giant, so thank you for letting me go hog wild <3

"Open up" you hum quietly, lifting another pastry to Beelzebub's mouth. He stares at you through his lashes, dropping his jaw as he's told, wrapping his lips around it and biting down, being careful of nicking your fingers.

Beel chews and swallows quickly, not taking the time to savor the flavors on his tongue. He's opening his mouth for you again before you know it.

You pick another treat, and repeat the process, furrowing your brows when he nibbles on the pads of your fingers. "Sorry," he mumbles softly, his mouth still full. You don't say anything, just watch him swallow with a heavy gaze.

Beel is sitting in front of you on the floor, between your spread legs, with you sitting on the edge of your bed. You've now guided him through an entire meal, and are midway through dessert. Beel's been eating quickly, on par with how he usually does, so you've been trying to feed him slowly to counter it.  

"Please," Beel mumbles softly when you make him wait more than a minute. He tugs on the side of your pants nervously. You smile, and grab another pastry. Before you even have to instruct him again, Beel is opening his mouth. You press the food onto his soft pink tongue, and keep your fingers there. He catches on after a moment, and wraps his lips around your fingers. You let him hold you in his mouth for a second, then slip your fingers out so he can chew and swallow the food he so desperately wants.

Slow as molasses you place treat after treat into his mouth. Your fingers are sticky with sugar and Beel's spit by the time you're out of food.

He's not done yet, you think giddily. There's still some water left that he hasn't finished. Taking a hold of the glass, you bring it to Beel's mouth. He obediently opens his mouth to drink, pressing his thighs together tightly and squirming just a bit.  His fingers play with the hem of his skirt as he excitedly gulps down the rest of his water.

Glancing down, you see that Beel's skirt is now sporting a large tent in the front, lifting the fabric and further exposing the skin of his thighs.

"Good girl," you praise as you set down the now empty glass on your bedside table. Beel licks his wet lips, catching any trace of leftover water.

"I haveta pee," he tells you softly, fidgeting and bouncing around. This was the plan all along, but hearing him say it makes heat rush to your loins.

"Can you hold it for me, pretty girl, just for a little bit?" you ask, though both you and Beel know that it's more of a demand than a request. "Go get my cock then come here," you say, and Beel scrambles from his position on the floor, rushing to where you keep your strap.

He brings it back, and shifts from foot to foot as he watches you take off your pants and slip into your harness. Once you have it on comfortably, you sit back down on the edge of the bed, and pat your lap.

Beel practically falls into you, settling his massive thighs on either side of you. "Shirt off?" you ask, tugging on it. Beel practically rips it off, showing off his pretty red, lacy bra, that covers his full chest. He chews on his lip as you reach out to touch his stomach.

"Do you feel full?"

"Um, a little bit," he responds honestly, "I could probably eat more," you laugh at that.

"I'm sure you could darling," you press harder against his slightly bloated skin, and plan to make more food for him next time. You'd hoped he would have felt more full, but watching him devour the meal you'd prepared, moaning, while sucking and licking your fingers, was enough to satisfy your desire to stuff him.

"Ungh," Beel grunts, as your hand presses down on his bladder while you feel up his stomach. You note his reaction and continuing to massage his belly, teasing his bladder just enough to get him on edge. Sooner than later Beel is breathing heavier, scrunching his eyes shut tight, trying his best to squeeze his legs together, trying so hard not to piss himself without permission.

It's safe to say watching him get like this has made you nearly uncomfortably wet. You lose yourself watching him, feeling his body tense and tremble under your hands. The sound of Beel gasping your name snaps you out of your lustful haze.

"I'm sorry, I have to pee so bad mommy,  I can't hold it, I can't-" he rushes, like he's been wanting to say this all along but has been holding it in. Before you can get a word out, Beel gasps and his purple eyes shoot down to look at his crotch. You get a single second to see a small wet spot forming at the front of his skirt before Beel's hands cover it as he presses his hand against his cock to stop his stream.

He whines and whimpers like a dog, giving you his biggest, most desperate puppy dog eyes. You break easily.

"Aw sweet girl, you've gotta pee so bad huh?" he nods at your words, his eyes becoming wet with tears. You pull down the waistband of his skirt, which has been tight against his full stomach and bladder, and smile at Beel's sigh of relief. It's a bit of a struggle but you manage to help him out of it while still keeping him on your lap.

Beel is properly squirming now, from both desperation and excitement. Gently, you remove his hand from where it's been pressed against his cock. The sight you're met with is the outline of Beel's fat, hard cock, straining against his wet- and no doubt sticky- bright red lacy panties.

"Oh baby," you coo, breathless at the sight of him. His cock twitches visibly under your gaze, and you can feel his thighs flexing where they rest on either side of your waist.

"Mama," he whines softly, prompting you to peel back his underwear next, letting his cock spring free against his stomach. A bit of pee leaks out, but with a sharp breath, Beel stops the flow, waiting oh so obediently for your permission. Hastily you pull his panties down under his balls keeping your view to his cock unobstructed.

"Okay baby girl," you give his cock a single stroke and Beel's whole body shudders. "C'mon, let go for me."

Beel clings to you, and for a moment you two just hold one another, before he finally wets himself.

"There you go darling," you hum, watching as Beelzebub moans and pants, wetting his abdomen, and your laps. The sight of him, and the warmth of his piss sinking into your clothes, makes heat burn under your skin; it's nearly unbearable. You sink your fingers in his plush thighs, rutting your hips up into him, your tdick aching.

Desperately, you want to touch yourself, but you want to touch Beel even more. You run your fingers through his stream, and his breath catches in his throat, his hips jutting upwards and causing his piss to make an even worse mess.You bring your messy fingers to his mouth, and Beel accepts them happily, sucking and moaning at the flavor.  

His stream dies down- it ends too fast in your opinion- and Beel already looks fucked dumb.

You pull your fingers from Beel's mouth, a trail of his saliva connecting your fingers to his puffy lips. Beel keeps his mouth open, his eyes wide and pupils blown.

You bring your spit slicked fingers around his back, and rub them against his hole. Beel knocks his head into your shoulder,

"Mommy please," he whimpers, drooling against your shoulder. Keeping him sedated with your fingers playing with his entrance, you busy your other hand with reaching for the lube. When you pull your hand from between his cheeks, Beel whines, clinging to you tighter.

"Patience, princess," you remind him as you lube up your fingers. Beel nods his head,  and goes pliant in your lap, letting you stretch him open for your cock.

Looking down you can see his cock weeping precum. He's so close already, and you can't wait to bring him over.

"Up," you say, your voice heady with lust as you pull your fingers from him again. Excitedly, Beel lifts himself up, and hovers over the head of your strap. You grip your dick, and line it up with his hole.

"Go on," you barely get the words out before Beel is sliding down, his mouth open as it rubs against all the right places, and fills him so nicely.

All it takes is one thrust. Beel, ever the eager bottom, lifts his thighs to ride you, and slides himself back down. You jerk your hips up as he does, and his prostate dead on .

Much to your surprise— though really you should have expected it— the sensation makes him cum without warning, and untouched.

"Good girl, cum for me baby, fuck," you groan as he rocks himself against your strap. You work him through it, thrusting your hips up and hitting his sensitive bundle of nerves with your cock until he's pawing at you and whining. You kiss his broad shoulder,

"Thank you mommy," he mumbles as he comes down from his high.

"You're welcome sweetheart," you hum, "now, you wanna get me off pretty girl?"

You can feel Beel lick his lips, then pull his head away from your shoulder, "Yes please mama."

#sub beelzebub #sub obey me #stuffing #p/iss #cw mommy kink #spice #yeah yeah ik some of u are thinking dont eat in bed. whatever. beel would approve.

[tired-biscuit]

Currently spiraling over dilf, divorced Hokage Naruto who coos at you “Does my baby want a baby?” while unbuckling his pants 🥵

Somebody fucking sedate me - the breeding kink is STRONG today

his voice would get so low and raspy and i feel like if you reached out to stroke his chest and the side of his neck and face while he’d fold you into a mating press, and you’d look right into his face and begged him to give you a baby, it’d fucking ruin him, man.

especially if you’re acting so sweet and innocent about it; staring up at him with heart eyes and talking about how you want to start a little family with him so that your home would be even cozier and warmer than it already is, how you want him to make you a mommy, how you know that he’d try so hard to be a good daddy this time — that kind of stuff.

because those are the things he never had or got to experience when he was younger, and after one failed attempt at getting it, he wants it even more badly than before. he wants it to work this time.

i think he practically craves a perfect domestic life, to be honest.

#cw breeding #cw mommy kink #cw daddy kink #biscuit mail

[fushigurro]

𝗞𝗔𝗧𝗦𝗨𝗞𝗜 𝗕𝗔𝗞𝗨𝗚𝗢 𝗫 𝗙!𝗥𝗘𝗔𝗗𝗘𝗥. ⌇ 18+ only, mdni / mommy kink / unprotected piv sex / creampie

angry, reluctant mommy kink with katsuki bakugo, the extremely bratty and defiant (and in denial) man who thinks he simply can't be submissive like that

katsuki doesn’t even call you ‘mommy’ the first time it all goes down between the two of you.

in fact, he refuses. he says he would never dare say such a thing, something that would make him seem so weak and pathetic. but his cheeks flush and his cock twitches when you teasingly smirk and say “awh, are you sure you don’t need mommy to make you feel all better?”

he fucks you like he’s pissed off (because he is), like he’s trying to fuck the word out of his brain and off of your lips. he’s not really submitting to you… no, not at all, how could he be? he’s got your hands above your head and is railing into you in a way that will leave you sore later. but despite it all, you know you’ve got him eating out of the palm of your hand.

when you ask him, “you gonna cum for mommy? fill me up?” while he's railing you into the mattress, he throbs and feels himself start to topple over the edge. sweat dripping down his face, jaw clenched, all katsuki can say is “fuck, yeah,” before he’s letting go and cumming so hard he growls and shakes.

and now, with his forehead pressed to yours and his seed dripping out of you, you know for certain just how much it turns him on to think of you that way. he’s still reluctant to admit it, but that doesn’t stop him from sleepily resting his head on your chest afterwards while you stroke his hair.

he might fight you over it later, but you’ll always have this moment of proof and satisfaction. you now have a new weapon to use against him in the future, because, well, you can’t deny how exciting it was to get him all riled up like that. and you can’t wait to see just how flustered and pissy he gets the next time you start to ‘mommy’ him.

your mind begins thinking of all the ways you could potentially get the name to fall from his own lips one day.

#katsuki bakugo x reader #katsuki bakugo smut #bakugo x reader #katsuki bakugou x reader #cw mommy kink #my writing.

[tojisun]

hey hey hey. don't mind me, i'm just a friendly little nit who's come to bring you my brainrot of the day.

i don't know how often you write him, but - just hear me out - gaz with a mommy kink. i feel like he's the type to have lost a lot of his non-military contact with women, including maybe his own family, so he's really just desperate for feminine approval. but the poor baby is too afraid to tell anyone about it because he doesn't want his partner to think he's weird or something like that. :(

so when he comes home from an op, off his rocker from desperation, he accidentally lets it slip while he's practically fucking them like a dog in heat. what he doesn't expect is that they don't mind, and it just melts his brain to nothing.

friendly neighborhood nit, over and out.

I TRIPPED AND FELL AND PASSED OUT READING THIS OHHHH MY GOD!! my friendly neighbourhood nit i hope u know im kissing u on the mouth rn. THANK U FOR THIS BECAUSE- BECAUSE-

i was- i was trying to find this lil slip of a thing i wrote of gaz with a sugar 'mommy' and how it just makes sense... not necessarily an older partner but a mature partner yk? a partner who pampers him and spoils him; who treats him like the king he is, and he is left trembling, aching, his desire bloating-

gnawing on a rock rn !!!

god.

thinking about the way gaz is fucking you so desperately, humping his cock along your walls, muffling his moans on the crook of your neck because his little secret—the shame that he's always carried—is dripping from the column of his teeth, poisonous as it slithers on the tip of his tongue, and kyle wants to–

he wants to–

"fuck, kyle," you whimper, your moan drawing his name out in that delicious way that makes him buckle. he knows tears must be pooling into the corners of your eyes, surely staining the silk pillow sheets, and the image that forms in his mind makes him groan, deep rumbles of his pleasure reverberating from where his chest is pressed on your back.

kyle has you on your knees, gentle and tender, but the slide of his cock in your cunt had him snapping—his restraints are thinning, the fog in his mind gaining strength.

it feels like torture. like pinched pleasure.

it feels like kyle is being edged even when he knows he isn't. because his cock is rutting along the warm press of your walls, being milked for all his worth, and yet–

it's not enough.

the first sob startles him more than it startles you, but kyle is too far gone, mouth agape, letting drool stain the soft caress of your shoulder. he feels your walls clamp down harder on him, your slick gushing along the twitching length of his cock, drenching his crotch, and kyle feels the need throbbing from his gums—

"god, mommy."

the fear that shoots through him is instant, snuffing the peaking elation of his pleasure. apologies gather on the base of his throat, choking him, cutting his air supply short.

messed up, he thinks to himself, already slowing down, pulling away. i fuckin' messed up–

"where's my baby goin', huh?" you croon, desire heavy on your tone.

you turn your head lightly, not enough to meet his eyes but enough that your voice is no longer muffled. "mommy didn't say you could stop, sweet boy."

kyle's body locks, his arms buckling, leaving him to stumble, all of his weight bearing down on you. his cock hits somewhere deeper at the sudden action, snug along the grip of your wet cunt. then, kyle cums, ecstasy razing through him as he mewls, his eyes shut close at the intensity of his pleasure.

he doesn't notice that he's humping your pussy as he shoots his warm cum into your cervix, stuffing you whole. like the good boy that he is.

"mommy, so fuckin' good f'r me. so good f'r me," kyle babbles, words slurring and incomprehensible.

white noise fills his senses, his eyes met with an explosion of blinding static. he is deaf to your squealed moans, not realizing the litanies of your own praises dribbling from your spit-slicked lips until the explosion of his pleasure peter into a quiet simmer.

shame curls in his heart, only for it to be snuffed out because you say, "my perfect boy. s'good f'r me. s'beautiful f'r me."

prickling feeling envelops the backs of his eyes, his body trembling at your continuous reassurances.

you coo, "always makin' me feel good. always pamperin' me. y'r the loveliest boy, kyle. my lovely boy."

kyle hides his face on the back of your shoulders, stifling his sob.

"thank you," he says, voice a quiet tremble.

"shh," you say, breath hitching at his aborted movements, feeling his cock still hitting your sensitive parts. "won't you make mommy cum now, lovie?"

"f'course," kyle replies, heart still wavering because–

how was it all so easy when it comes with you?

he knows you and him will have to talk about this later—semantics need to be smoothed out, establish boundaries. make up rules for kyle to follow.

he shivers, cock twitching with new interest.

"'of course' what, darlin'?"

kyle breathes in sharply at what you're asking. then, "f'course, mommy."

you hum, a happy titter. "good boy."

#anon #kyle gaz garrick #kyle gaz x reader #kyle gaz smut #kyle garrick x reader #gaz x reader #cw mommy kink #female reader #ask #suns

[darby-rowe]

all I can think about is coryo begging to cum. literally just going “mommy, please, please please.” and whimpering while he’s thrusting into the reader. “mommy please let me cum” I NEED THIS MAN SO MUCH

18+ | nsfw | mdni

cw mommy kink, fem!reader

sweet baby jesus, this image has me LITERALLY drooling.

just thinking of him looking so desperate, batting his eyelashes down at reader while he’s thrusting into her pussy. and fuck, she’s so tight and warm, and coryo’s just a babbling mess: “feels so good. mommy’s pussy feels so good”, “please let me cum. wanna cum inside you. please”

coryo’s so hard that his cock is aching, throbbing, ready to explode. and reader just outright refuses to let him cum ‘cause he sounds too good whimpering and begging like that.

and to make it even more satisfying is that reader’s the only person to see coryo begging like this. it’s like a dirty little secret that she hangs over his head and it makes her feel powerful, like she has the upper hand.

aaaaaahh mommy kink coryo will be the death of me. what a BEAUTIFUL image.

#☽｡⋆ dally’s asks; #cw mommy kink #fem!reader #fem reader #coriolanus snow x reader #coriolanus snow x you #coriolanus snow smut #coriolanus snow imagine #the ballad of songbirds and snakes #tbosas

[agaychaoticlittle]

i wan so badly for when mommy's driving or talking to someone nonchalantly jus finger fuck me

#that's it #mommysbaby #mommy's girl #mommys little girl #mommyslove #cw mommy kink #md/lg little #mdlgkink #md/lg sub #md/lg post #md/lg kink #agaychaoticlittle

[taijuwu]

♥ TOKREV CHARACTERS WITH MOMMY KINKS ♥

18+ only, minors and ageless blogs DNI

characters: souya, hakkai, mikey, kazutora, yuzuha

synopsis: just as the title says, little drabbles about some tokrev characters with mommy kinks hehehe

cw’s: f!reader, domme!reader, sub!character, mommy kink (of course), overstimulation, chastity cages, vibrator usage, piv, begging, edging (as punishment), praise, pegging, nipple sucking (f!receiving), facesitting/queening, (slight) spanking, teasing.

an: sorry i’m not as active posting on here, but i’m trying! as always, enjoy! also this is only lightly beta read so sorry if there are any mistakes!

SOUYA

Souya’s thighs shake desperately, incapable of clamping them shut as your ankles are hooked over his own. A cry escapes his lips for the millionth time tonight, “Mommy, please… ‘s too much”.

You look down to where the vibrating wand meets his cock, the bright red head contrasting so severely with the baby blue cage you had put on him an hour earlier. “But you look so pretty like this, baby…” you tell him, kissing along his jawline.

Pearly white droplets of cum fall from his cage onto the bedding below, his abdomen beginning to twitch and flex as Souya finishes for the fourth time tonight. You turn the wand down to a lower setting, moving it along the rest of the cage in teasingly slow motions. He whimpers, doing his best to bury his face into your neck, “Th-thank you, mommy.”

You just smile at him, pressing a kiss to his temple, “Let’s say one more, for good measure.”

HAKKAI

As you lower yourself completely onto Hakkai, he swears he can see heaven. A shaky sigh escapes his lips and when you can feel his cock start to twitch inside of you, you look down at him with a pout. 

“Awe, does my sweet boy need something?” A tune of fake pity laced through your voice, teasing the man beneath you.

“Need…” He tries, his pleas getting lost in his throat.

“Need what, honey?” You start to move your hips in agonizingly slow circles, stopping when Hakkai tries to thrust up into you, “Ah, ah, ah… you know the rules, baby.”

“Please, mommy… need you to fuck me so bad.”

A smile grows on your face, satisfaction swelling in your chest. You lean down and give Hakkai a kiss, long and passionate, “That’s my good boy.” With that, you lift your hips languidly away from his before quickly moving them back down, having him bottom out inside of you as you both moan in unison. Hakkai can’t help but whimper, his pretty noises competing with the slap of your ass against his thighs. When you look down at his blissed out face, you swear you can see heaven.

MIKEY

Mikey’s eyes squeeze shut, his chest trembling as he cries over his third missed orgasm of the night. You put the vibrator down onto the bed next to him, smoothing over his midsection with your hands, “Come on, baby… you know this is your punishment for being naughty when we were out at dinner earlier.”

His brows just furrow, another cry pouring out from his lips, “‘m sorry mommy… said I was sorry.”

You caress Mikey’s cheek with the backs of your fingers, “I know you’re sorry, baby, but if mommy doesn’t punish you, you’ll never learn.”

Mikey finally opens his eyes, looking up at you as he sniffles. You nearly melt, his enchanting eyes boring holes into your heart. He whimpers before breaking the silence again, “How many more?”

“Just two more… but if you take them well enough, mommy will let you finish inside of her. How’s that sound?”

He pulls his lower lip between his teeth, chewing on it as he nods up at you.

You smile, picking the vibrator back up off the bed, “There’s my good boy.”

KAZUTORA

Kazutora throws his head back against the pillows on your shared bed, digging his head deep into the plush fabric as you roll your hips into him, dragging your strap in and out of his pretty little hole. 

You lean down on your elbows and forearms for support, making eye contact with the flushed, whimpering man below you, “Feelin’ good, pretty baby?”

His bottom lip wobbles as he tries his best to speak, “Yes, mommy, b-but…”

You tilt your head, curious and impatient, “Use your words, sweetheart… know you can do it.”

Tora’s eyes flicker between your face and your tits, wetting his lips subconsciously, “Wanna make you feel good too.”

Giving him a soft, knowing grin, you move your elbows further up the bed, your breasts now level with his mouth. Without hesitation, Kazutora takes a nipple into his mouth, both of you groaning as he sucks on it gently, moving his tongue against it with slow swirls and flicks. As you continue to thrust your hips into the plush of his ass, he does his best to speak around your nipple, “‘m I doing good for you, mommy?”

You place a smiley kiss on his forehead, “Doin’ the absolute best.”

YUZUHA

It’s cute, really, how Yuzuha is so swift to wrap her arms around your thighs and tug you down to sit on her face. Not even allowing herself a second to breathe, she presses her tongue up into your drenched hole, lasciviously slurping at your arousal before you have a moment to get situated. 

You bend over and land a spank on her clit in response, causing Yuzuha to tense her muscles and buck her hips upward, “Be more patient, princess.”

Yuzuha pulls her mouth away from your slick folds to speak, “Sorry mommy… you just taste so good.”

“‘S okay, baby, just take your time. Enjoy yourself,” you speak lowly, massaging her thighs with your hands before nudging them apart, gathering up some saliva in your mouth before letting it drip down past your lips, falling onto Yuzuha’s slit. You move your dominant hand over to her puffy cunt, taking your middle two fingers and pressing them between her lips, scooping up the lewd mix of her arousal and your spit and rubbing it all over her aching clit.

Moaning loud, Yuzuha pulls away from your pussy again, “Mommy, please stop teasing…”

Giggling, you rub tantalizing circles on her clit, “Told you… gotta be patient.”

DO NOT COPY, TRANSLATE, OR REPOST. 

#sub tokyo revengers #love that tag hehehe #lambwrites #mine #tokyo revengers x reader #dom!reader #sub!character #domme!reader #souya x reader #sub souya #hakkai x reader #sub hakkai #mikey x reader #sub mikey #kazutora x reader #sub kazutora #yuzuha x reader #sub yuzuha #cw mommy kink #cw overstimulation #cw edging #ask to tag!