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honeymaki · 2 years
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thinking about mikasa taking her anger out on you after a fight with annie 🥺 her being all mean and calling you all sorts of names as she’s fucking you with her strap but after you’re done she calls you her good girl and is so proud of you for taking her cock so well 🥺💕
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Warnings: rough sex, strapon, use of petnames (baby, princess, love), implied fem reader, crying, praise, mentions of injuries and blood, ever so slight implications of dubcon but prior consent given.
Notes: please read my rules, I don’t like to write or read degradation in any form thank you 💕
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This is such a 🥺🥺 so what if she just - is so angry, so flushed and puffy lipped and hard handed with how she mandhandles you on to your back, thighs up by your ears, dick hitting so deep and so hard. Her big hands still taped and bandaged from the fight, bruises littering the knuckles visible through the tape, one of her nails purple where it’s digging into the fat of the back of your thighs, keeping you rooted, holding you down, tummy folded and jiggling with every downward swing of her hips.
“Take it - nngh - take it fuckin’ -,” sweat drips between her breasts, strands of her black hair sticking to her forehead with effort, eyes squeezed shut and the little cut on her lip is all you can focus on. Between that, the heavy brush of her tits over yours, the yellowing bruise on her jaw and the nasty fuck of her cock stirring your insides,
“S-slow Mika please,” you’re halfway to sobbing, lip wobbling, fingers grappling at her ass to pull her closer or push her away, head tossing into the sheets and pillows tossed around you. She hoists a leg, adjusts her arms so they're fisting the sheets, doubling down over you, knees cradling her shoulders that bulge and strain with every mean nasty thrust. 
“Nnghnot gonna - won’t stop, I can’t - I know you don’t want me to,” Mikasa pants above you, eyes fluttering shut when the strap pinches her clit and slips and slides when she - “Right there, feels so good - can’t stop you just gotta fuckin’ take it,” it’s like she’s not even talking to you, jaw clicked and neck straining, that lickable tendon still baring the bruises of her fight with Annie. The practise fight with Annie, the silly little wager Eren suggested, the stupid playful fight where Annie got too serious and too boisterous when you were mentioned.
“So fuckin - ,” she punctuates an explosion of anger with a particularly harsh thrust, grinding and kissing so so deep, “Wish she could see you now, see how good you take it, how good you are - look at you baby,” her eyes squint open to look down at you, rolling back when all she can see is you, teary eyed, mouth open, throat bared and ripe for her to sink her teeth into. Maybe - maybe she should take a picture, show Annie what she can reduce you down to, how good you are for her - that she does in fact have someone to fuck, someone that loves her and lets her do whatever she wants, whatever she needs...
“Love you, love you nd this pussy - fuck, s’good baby,” she’s slurring, hardly moving her lips, catching then between her teeth when your whines grow louder, legs kicking out against the brute strength that keeps you in place. Tears explode from your eyes, mouth open and yelping with every hit to your cervix, every bash to your clit, every upward grind to your sweet spot. Little uh uh uh’s into her neck as she strains above you, lashes fluttering and body moving with every thrust into you.
The pace changes suddenly with a hand cupping the top of your head; changes when you shudder and shake and quiver all wet and drippy over her thighs, changes when you whimper her name and push at her clenching stomach, changes when you shakily pucker your lips in an ask for a kiss. Slow, long and strong, licking into your mouth and drinking your eager mewls despite how much you’re shaking and squirming beneath her. Mikasa noses at your cheek, huffing into your ear, groaning,
“S’good for me baby, beautiful aren’t you?” breathy but still with an edge, “Perfect little pussy, perfect little princess - hah,” she trembles into you, pinching just right, grinding at the perfect, collapsing against you with a sigh.
“So good baby, fuck - lettin me do what I want, letting me - fuck,” gasping, breathless Mikasa feels you twitch when she hitches her hips, another little orgasm shocking through your body when the rough fabric of the strapon catches on your swollen, slippery clit,
“Careful, careful love, I got you” she’s still inside of you, still all up in your tummy and she - doesn’t seem to want to move, “gonna stay right here kay? Right here,” fingers split around where you’re stretched around her cock, sending shivers down your spine and gasps to spill from your lips,
“Mika - I - ?” You’re still out of breath, squirming under her and managing to disconnect your hips with a filthy wet squelch, dildo smearing up against your thigh and tummy, “please - please can you put my legs down? I can’t feel them,”
Slicking her sticky forehead over your chest, Mikasa grumbles as she lets your legs flop down on to the mattress, still refusing to move from caging your body beneath hers,
“S’stupid,” lips peck your skin, brushing over your tits and down your belly, “she’s stupid,”
“Next time, next time just like - punch her maybe?” you moan when her calloused hands start massaging the tight muscles in your thigh, “And maybe - uhhh - maybe I can - huhhh,” you petter off, eyes fluttering shut when Mikasa slinks from the bed and replaces her body with a blanket, slipping off the strapon and tossing it into the bathroom with a huff,
“Don’t worry about that right now,” returning to your side, still naked, still sticky and a little shaky, but holding a bottle of juice and one of the cookies Armin made the other day, “you did good, considering -,”
“S’okay, I liked it yknow?” You turn on to your side, gazing at your girlfriend lazily, “unhinged, maybe you should loose more fights but only the practise ones cause I like it when you win,” Mikasa smiles at you, fondly, as lazy as your little slurs and grumbles,
“You just like the victory sex don’t you?”
“Maybe win again, nd I can figure that out,”
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smallestapplin · 1 year
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May I request Yandere Alpha!rika
Omega afab( female nicknames appreciated 😫😫)
She has trained you so nicely~
occasional disobedience
but other than that you're getting used to her scent and becoming more and more addicted.
Now it's time to fully mark you as hers~
Bonus points if there's daddy kink
I’m blaming you, I’m blaming you, I’m blaming you-
CW : fem afab omega reader, YANDERE, Stockholm syndrome, heat/Rut cycles,hinted past noncon, daddy kink, Rika calls her strap her cock, one pussy smack
🔞18+Only!🔞
Dark content ahead!
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Rika knows she picked such a good omega.
Your scent to her is irresistible! And you’re so cute, and kind, she just had to have you! Yet you weren’t wooed by her charm, or her courting gifts.
What was she suppose to do? Let you settle for someone who wasn’t good enough for you? She has gotten rid of so many people, just to have you!
You’re her pet! Her mate!…well, not yet at least.
You aren’t sure how long she’s had you caged here, in her room, surrounded by nothing but her scent.
Months? Years, maybe? She won’t let go of you, swearing you two were meant to be.
Yet she never marked you as her mate, never biting or licking your scent gland, she’d cover herself and her clothes in your scent, always wanting it on her, but never bit you.
“I want my sweet girl to beg for it.”
Is all she told you.
Even during your heats she refused to, she refused to even fuck you.
Only burying her face into your cunt, moaning and licking up your slick. Smacking your thighs as you try to squirm away.
“Hold still, I’m not done with you.”
You can smell how wet she is, and hear her fingering herself as she buries her tongue into your hole.
It was every heat she’d do this, no matter what you said. Only to coo so lovingly at you, letting you, and pampering you.
Never leaving your side while you were awake, only leaving to get you food while you slept. Showing you just how good of an alpha and a mate she is.
All your needs will be met, as long as she’s here.
Little by little you began longing for her, wanting her, missing her warmth next to you, missing her scent.
You’ll never know of the smirk she had, when she came home not smelling like you, and you broke down in tears.
Just as planned.
You got desperate for her.
She eventually let you roam around her house, cooing as you still picked her lap as your seat.
Purring while you run your fingers through her long, green locks.
Greeting her every night on your knees, waiting at the door.
“Welcome home!”
You make it hard to stay calm. But she holds herself back, just a little more and you’ll be her wife, her mate, her perfect fuck toy.
You’ve started liking her, accepting her as your wife.
Asking her to scent your clothes, blankets, and pillows, drowning yourself in her scent.
She only has to wait now. Not for long though, she knows your heat cycles by heart.
Rika can feel spit pooling in her mouth, at just the smell of you, she’s only at the front door and your scent is so heavy!
It’s her favorite.
She can feel her body heating up. You smell intoxicating! She’s swooning at the door. She glances at it, noticing the locks seem to have been tampered with.
Seems she needs to remind you of your place.
Rika is quick to strip, kicking her shoes off first, then her tie as she makes her way down the hallway.
Stopping just outside the bedroom door.
Your heats early, so she’ll excuse you not greeting her this time.
Your head shoots up from your nest, once you heard the door open. Rika bites her lip as she takes all of you in, unbuttoning her shirt as her eyes linger on your bare form.
“Rika! Please I- my heat-!”
She places a glove covered finger to your lips.
“Shh it’s okay, baby, I’m here, let daddy take good care of you.”
You open your mouth, sucking on the leather on her thumb. She growls, quickly taking the rest of her clothes off.
Letting you bite and take off the glove in your mouth, while doing the same to her other one.
Once those are off she moves away from you, towards the closet. You let out a whine, desperately wanting your alpha.
“Hey now, none of that! Lay back and keep your legs open, like a good girl.”
And you didn’t hesitate, laying back against the pillows with your legs wide open, showing off your leaking, twitching cunt.
“I hope you weren’t touching yourself while I was gone.”
You tremble at her words, more so when she slips the harness of her strap, on.
Watching her tighten the straps, before making her way back to you with a bottle of lube.
“No daddy! I couldn’t, it’s not the same, it’s not you.”
Rika coos, chuckling at how desperate you are. Looking at you, she can’t help but drool, your scent thick and heavy, your pretty pussy on display, just for her, leaking onto the sheets below.
Looking at her with such need, it’s everything she’s always wanted from you.
“Good girl, following orders like that. Let daddy spoil her princess.”
Rika hovers over you, her strap on in one hand as she rubs lube all over it, and her other hand sliding up your thigh.
She easily slides two fingers into your dripping hole, her thumb slowly rubbing circles on your clit.
“P-please! Oooh please daddy, I need- I need more!”
You yelp at the harsh slap she gives your cunt, before sliding her finger back in.
“Don’t be greedy, omega, you’ll take what I give you.”
“Yes daddy! M’sorry!” Your whine echoes in the bedroom, making her chuckle.
“Good whore.”
She smiles down at you, listening to your moans turn to shrieks, as she crooks her fingers, and finger fucking you.
Her palm slapping against your clit, with every quick movement of her fingers.
“Alphaaa!”
You whine so cutely. You roll your hips down, trying to match her pace, wanting more!
“Aw such a needy little omega I have.”
You arch your back, gripping the sheets below you.
“I’m gonna- oh! Daddy! Please let me cum! Please, I’ve been a good girl!”
Rika growls lowly, making your heat ridden self lean your head back, exposing your neck to your alpha. You bite back a whine, once her fingers stop.
You watch her pull her fingers from your drooling cunt, bringing them up to her face, and licking them clean.
You shake at the hums and moans she lets out, you watch with bated breath once she finishes cleaning your mess of her hands.
“Fuck, princess.”
You spread your legs further, at the sound of her so breathless.
“Taste so fucking good. All for me, right?”
Rika slots herself between your legs, resting the toy on top of your cunt, slowly grinding it against you, letting the tip catch your clit.
“Yes! Yes! Only for you! Only yours!”
He smirks, leaning down pressing her chest to yours. Your noses touch, her breath fanning over your face.
“Only mine, yeah? My filthy slut?”
“Yes! Your slut! Your toy! Please daddy just fuck me, mark me, make your mate!” Tears well up in your eyes.
The earthy scent of amber and driftwood waft through the air, getting stronger the longer she waits.
Rika can feel it, your heat, your taste, your begging, it’s all triggering her rut.
“Such a good girl for daddy.”
Her hands grab the backs of your knees, holding them up and open, as she slides the fat tip of the strap on into your awaiting fuck hole.
Your slick makes the toy slide in so easily. Tossing your head back, as you struggle to take all of it.
She finally bottoms out, the knot of the toy pressing flushed against your pussy lips.
Rika smiles warming down at you, leaning over, folding you in a mating press, just so she can kiss your addicting lips, her tongue licking up all your drool.
“You didn’t think I’d notice, would you?”
You make a confused hum sound, eyes barely focusing to look at her, before widening in fear, realizing what she meant.
The door.
“Such a naughty, filthy slut! Don’t worry dear, I’ll make sure you remember who’s omega you are.”
She pulls back, leaving just the tip in, and slamming it back into you. She gives you no time to adjust, just pounding into your perfect pussy.
You shriek, gripping her arms, feeling her piston into your cunt.
“Dirty girl, you are mine! Only mine! You’ll stay right here with me.”
Tears stream down your face, crying out at the brutal force of her pounding into your cunt.
“Daddy! Oh god- daddy! I’m- I’m sorry!”
You start squirming, the pleasure being too much. She doesn’t slow her hips, only putting all her weight into it.
The tip of the strap battering against your womb, with every rough thrust.
You jump, squealing as she slaps your thigh, your skin burning from the hit, only for it to be followed with another, and another.
Every time she pushed flushed with you, a smack was landed on your burning thigh.
“Fuck, you’re such pretty girl like this. All sobbing for my cock.”
The knot slamming against your creamy pussy, it’s too much!
Your chest bouncing with every slap of her hips. Your mouth hangs open, letting out all your moans and squeals.
“F-fuck, Rika!” Your arms wrap around her shoulders, clawing at her back.
“I’m gonna cum! Please daddy let me cum! T’much! I can’t- please! Mark me! Markmemarkmemarkeme-!”
Fuck, she can feel her cunt dripping, you’re just so irresistible! She can’t hold out, she needs you!
“Be a good little bitch, and cum all over my cock.”
You cry, wanting her to mark you as her mate, but she’s relentless. Her thrusts never slow, fucking into your sweet spot over and over again.
Your eyes roll back as your vision goes white. Rika moves, grabbing your hips and slamming the knot of the toy into you. You wail as you cum, body shuddering feeling Rika furiously rubbing your clit, while she grinds the strap into you.
“Yeeaaah that’s it, so fuckin pretty for me.”
She helps you ride your high, only stopping when you whimper. Rika buried her face into the side of your neck, nuzzling and licking your scent gland.
She can feel her slick coating her inner thighs, as her pussy throbs, desperately wanting anything!
You lazily look at her, her long forest green hair a mess, some sticking to her sweaty skin, her face dusted pink, she has a glow to her.
“Wait, wait don’t move, I’m- aahh!”
You press your head back against the pillows, biting your lip to hold back your cry.
Rika carefully pulls the strap out of your abused hole.
“We aren’t done yet, sweetheart.”
You raise your head to watch her get out of your nest, quickly undoing the harness, and stepping out of it. Crawling back in, she slides one of your legs under her, straddling it while she lifts your other over her shoulder.
Your breathing hics, feeling her wet pussy against yours.
“One more, princess, be a good girl and make me cum.”
You scramble, gripping and digging your nails into her thighs.
Rika doesn’t wait, grinding her cunt against yours. She leans her head back, moaning softly. Oh she’s waited so long for this! To feel your pussy rubbing against hers, feeling your clits grind against each other.
With every roll of her hips, she leaves you shrieking. You’re just too sensitive! It’s too much! Too good!
“Daddyyy! S-so good!”
Rika grabs your wrist, pulling you closer to her. She shoves her face back into the crook of your neck, breathing in your addicting scent.
“Ooh my pretty mate. You know how to make me feeling sooo good! Fuck!”
The room is filled with Rika’s breathless praise, and your loud cries.
“Lemme feel your pussy gush against mine, please? Do it for daddy, baby.”
You tilt your head away from her, giving her more access to your neck.
You bring one hand up, squeezing your tit. You nearly thrash, practically screaming as Rika bites down on your scent gland, your pussy gushing and creaming all over hers, as she marks you as her bond mate.
The taste of blood fills her mouth, her eyes rolling back at the added wetness and heat. She grinds her hips faster, reaching her end when you shakily bite down on her scent gland, giving her the same mark.
You whine loudly, feeling your alpha growl against you. She slows her hips to a stop, and starts gently licking your new mark.
“My good girl, such a sweet omega I have. I love you.”
You can only moan softly.
Knowing good and well she’s not done with you yet.
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honeymaki · 2 years
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Hange popping their thumb in your mouth while crowding over you, hips slapping into yours, strap hitting so deep and so good, watching your eyes roll back as you suck their thumb as hard as you sucked their strap earlier that evening<33
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honeymaki · 2 years
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Listen………pretty girls who act masc. it’s still on the brain. Maki with the packer, Sasha who manspreads. Momo who squeezes behind you and cants her hips to press her crotch against your ass. Maybe it’s not a bulge but you’ll still feel it gAWHd.
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Warnings: packing, strapon, oral (f→toy), slight body description, throat fucking, fingering, breast worship, mommy kink, thigh riding.
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MAKI
who takes you on dates in those tight jeans, a little baggy round the crotch but you know what's hiding there, what she subtly squeezes in the darkness of the booth while you're sat plastered to her side, sipping a beer or a cocktail, listening half heartedly to what Mai is saying. You can feel her tense, feel her smirk and reach down, hand drifting up your skirt and tracing over the pudge of your thighs, daring you to look down and see her dance over to her own thighs, then her crotch and then what's at her crotch. She can feel the heat bursting over your cheeks, the way you stutter and fidget and suddenly need to find the toilets because "m not feeling too good guys, i'm sorry, be right back,"
and Maki follows, as the perfect caring girlfriend who's packing heavy silicon in her trousers that she stuffs down your throat the second she locks the door behind you. Unbuttoned, zip tugged down, shaft and matching balls hanging out, and frothy with your saliva, thrusting to the back of your throat with every pitched moan. Hand cupping the back of your head, guiding you up and down, up and down, "Use you're tongue too angel, you know I love it,". God she wishes she could feel it, feel the way you're lathing her cock with kisses and swallowing so tightly and so thickly around it.
SASHA
has some of the fattest, thickest thighs you've ever seen and the way she spreads them, even unconsciously stirs something deep in your gut. It's even better thought, when she man spreads while you're on top, wearing her little rugby shorts that are too tight over the fat of her pussy and cut deep into her muscled thighs. Knees parted, hips pitched in just the right way so that you're spread as much as her, tendons screaming and body struggling to buck into her teasing. Sasha has one hand over your hip, snaking round behind you, spreading your ass more than it already is, dipping into your parted folds and hissing, "You got some nerve spreading yourself like that," even though she's the one spreading you out nice and wide, nice and open.
She can stay like this all day, spread and locking you open, fingers deep in your fluttering hole and knuckles knocking hard against your clit that is exposed no matter how much you squirm and writhe. Sure, you're perched a little higher than her, on your knees and whimpering into the crown of her head, but Sasha loves it, adores this position cause not only are you spread out and immobile for her to play with; her face is also mashed into your tits and there's no place she'd rather be than biting and sucking and nuzzling your engorged flesh.
MOMO
she's so cheeky, in a graceful way? It's your fifth date, the first time you were sleeping over, and only the second time you two had touched intimately. Sure, the night went uneventfully, a few heavy kisses on the sofa with some even heavier petting, Momo rolling you against her thigh and swallowing your desperate little whines with every throb of your clit. But - nothing else happened really, you two said goodnight, kisses again, you touched her tit with a muted, sleepy 'm-mommy please' and parted ways. Easy.
Except for the next morning, when you had the audacity to enter the kitchen wearing dusty blue panties and a top with her face on it, some half assed hero merchandise you must have found in the guest room drawer. And god - the way it hangs on your body, clinging and swaying and crinkling, and the way you yawn sleepily? accept her offered glass of orange juice and ask what she wanted for breakfast? as if - as if she hadn't been up all night thinking about the way your lips formed the word that plagued her dreams of you? "W-waffles? There's a press in the cupboard, I'll get it," because she's so much taller than you, and it means she has to squeeze past, grab your hips, run her nose along your exposed shoulder and - grind her crotch into your ass. It's quick, it's dirty, filthy almost, but you squeal and gasp and fall forward against the counter, shaken when Momo moves away, gathering ingredients, grinning to herself when you shakily ask "w-what? what was that?" - she's gonna have to show you now huh? show you what mommy does when her little angel looks so enticing?
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honeymaki · 2 years
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head is so so empty just wanna sit in commander!hanji’s lap or warm their strap while they do paperwork or something at their desk n doze off….. maybe ask “are you done yet daddy?” softly every once in a while only to be hushed gently n told to go back to sleep while daddy works 🥺❤️
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Warnings: strapon, daddy kink, cock warming
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hange - wasn't expecting you to be so docile around them. Sure, you two started off as friends, maybe making out at Moblit's halloween party and then Erwin's Christmas party and then in Levi's living room and then in his bathroom and then they ate you out in his kitchen....
you were such a pleasing little thing, such a pretty pet to play with, so - agreeable. With such a tight work schedule, Hange could never truly promise time with you and instead of walking out or throwing a fit, you had just nodded and offered to by them groceries for the week. It might have something to do with your introverted nature, your ability to find the joy in lounging in a sunspot with a book or sleeping on the window seat when it rained, or watching nature documentaries surrounded by a research paper Hange suggested you read.
It was like owning a strange cat that brought them sweaters in the winter and made lemonade in the summers, curling up on their lap and bringing them little gifts you'd secretly ordered. Hange never got tired of the things you would surprise them with, from the first time you came on their tongue to the first time you called them -
"Daddy...," you're sleepy, as usual and Hange tips their head back, cringing with the lilt in your voice and the sweet way you nuzzle into their chest, "You've been working for hours,"
They cradle the back of your head and kiss your temple, little nips down to your lips where they whisper,
"A little longer 'kay doll?" and god - you just, you just nod with a croaky 'okay daddy' before curling up tighter against their torso. It was a damn good think you insisted on buying such a large couch, allowing you to straddle their lap while they went through their latest research paper, the both of you comfortable and warm and as close as could be. Close -
"Can you hold off for a little longer? ten minutes maybe?" Hange rubs their cheek on your forehead and you mewl, hips swivelling a little but never lifting and they can feel the slow, syrupy drip of your arousal coating their naval and mixing with the curls peaking from between the straps of the harness. You're nestled tight in their lap, cunt stretched almost lewdly over a thick, veined dildo that you knew all too intimately. It was Hange's go to when you were needy, sleepy but wanting desperately to be filled and stuffed and pacified till you either gushed over their lap or fell asleep.
Either way - Hange would finally stop researching, stop reading, stop doing their work and they'd look down at you, look down at your lips swallowing their cock and the frothy, pearly cum messing between the two of you. And maybe they'd buck their hips, slowly if you were sleeping, slowly until you woke up from the rhythmic mashing of your clit against the rubber strap. Or maybe they'd grab a hold of your hips, grind you down while you mumbled 'daddy' and sucked on their neck. Or maybe they'd just - let you sleep, plugged and dripping and full of your daddy's cock.
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honeymaki · 3 years
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I feel like jock!Sasha would share you with her team at first it's after they won the championship and things get too heated then it's after a tournament that they lost and need to blow some steam then it's before a game because they do better seeing you all messed up in the stands then it's all the time it's slow and no one really notices until it's an (almost) everyday activity of the team passing you around when they get together.
Warnings: orgy, group sex, slight degradation but no detail, strapon, oral, tribadism, squirting, overstimulation.
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jock!sasha at first shares selfies of herself after a post-win session with you; messy haired, rosy cheeked and shiny chinned, your bare legs around her head and there's obvious essence dripping down your thighs. Then it moves to pictures of you in the seconds after she makes you cum, showing the group chat how pretty you are fucked out and on the verge of tears, maybe a short video of you panting and still twitching and still moaning her name.
Then Annie boldly asks for a little more - something more intimate, something just more. And Sasha goes for it, fucking - a whole 10 minutes of you bouncing on her strap with her meaty thumb pressed snug against your puffy clit, spreading you so they can all see the creamy strings sticking to your folds and to her thick black strap.
And then comes that fateful team meet when they all get a bit drunk and a bit bold, and Sasha's got you creaming on her thigh in that tight little dress and suddenly Mikasa's sat on your face and Annie and Ymir are fighting over who bullies their fingers into your poor little abused cunt first:((
They - as a team, were never ones for traditions or rituals or anything before or after games. So when Sasha brought you to the next post match party dressed in the tightest little bunny outfit complete with ears and a tail; they all decided that maybe you could become their post game ritual. Passing you around in some debauched circle, a few of them wearing strap ons with varying sizes of dick, and the rest all gagging for a taste of your perfect angel cunt:(( Historia loves pressing her pussy to yours, powerful thighs flexing under her team jersey and humping you hard, slow and strong, lewd and sticky and slick and you know there are numerous videos circling some twitter profiles of your two pussies kissing nd grinding nd sliding together.
There are times when it's not - as loving and fun and entertaining, when they loose, when Ymir comes back with a bloody nose and shoves three fingers into you without even a kiss hello, fucking you hard and fast and demanding you squirt for her. Those days are when they use you, abuse your cunt and your ass and your mouth however they saw fit, making you cum over and over because they had some sick obsession with your entire body sweating and quaking and completely at their mercy.
Before games, it's similar? But more boisterous, more 'blowing off steam so you don't punch a locker, Historia'. Your girlfriend has you on all fours, fucking your creamy cunt and pushing you hard into Mikasa's crotch, urging you to eat her out good nd wet nd sloppy cause they think it's so cute when you try so hard:(( they're all chanting and laughing and lounging while they all take turns with you, some times rough and angry and snapping at your tits bouncing in their face; and sometimes sweet and teasing, slow brushes on your swollen clit till you lock up and squeal with a strange kind of orgasm.
You become their tradition, their ritual! it's cute! how much they all love you and care for you, treat you well with their cocks nd their fingers and their tongues and their perfect pussies - but none, none of them compare to how eagerly and how sloppy Sasha eats you out in front of them all. That's always the last thing that happens no matter what, no matter the time or game or win or loose; Sasha makes sure she has her face in your cunt after everyone on the team has had a go, lips spreading yours, tongue curling perfectly and flicking your overstimulated clit. S'mainly cause you're so sensitive, so wound up that you gush and cream and squirt all over her face within seconds and no trophy or prize money can ever compare to that:((
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honeymaki · 3 years
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I'm going feral here thinking this shy goth Mikasa who finally worked up the courage to ask you out and when she brings you over she just fucking loses it she just manhandles you putting you in every position imaginable just destroying you with her big black strap and when she makes you squirt she mutters out promises that she'll make you do it one more time but one turns into two then three then the sun starts to rise and she's finally tired and snuggles up to you who lost the ability to think hours ago
I'm sorry I just need this out of my mind or I'm going to go insane
warnings: strapon, squirting, multiple orgasms, aftercare
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shy goth mikasa who's first thought when she sees you on the ground with a scuffed knee and watery eyes cause you tripped over your feet trying to talk to her - is that you'd look much much better crying on her strap:(( it's so perverted that she tenses up and almost starts cryin herself cause it's so mean of her to think that way about soft lil you and your pretty dresses and makeup and pink handbags<33
and you have matching pink panties with the little bow and there's this little wet patch when you curl you knees to your chest on her sofa during a movie, cotton spread taut over your puffy pussy and Mikasa thinks she goes insane with all the mean horrible perverted thoughts going through her head:(( and then - when you crawl over to the coffee table to get the popcorn and your skirt catches on your hips and your pussy is right by her face and she can fucking smell you and if she just leans forward and sticks her tongue out.....
you cry so so pretty for her, Mikasa finds. specially when she's split your cunt with her big fat strap that is this dark black with marbled purple, when she's got two fingers pressed to your clit and swirling it hard and fast with the shallow thrusts, popping the bulbous head in and out in and out in and out, loud and wet and creamy just how she imagined it. She's never been very loud, very talkative during sex but it doesn't matter, you're doing all the talking -,
"Mika please," you're pouting and you taste of cherry lip gloss and your tits feel so good against hers, "Feel s'full, feel you right in my tummy," and you cum so creamy and so messy right over her cock, tears streaming down your cheeks, "Don't stop - don't stop!" you're whining and moaning and you gasp so so loud when Mikasa grunts and pulls out, flipping you over and lifting one leg, burying her cock to the hilt and ramming into you, desperate to feel you cum, desperate to see you make a mess all over her favourite cock:(( your ass jiggles with every thrust, face pressed into the black sheets, mouth open and drool pooling under your cheek and then - then you feel wetness spread to your asshole and suddenly,
"Mika!! Wait no! I'll make a mess!!" you're squealing like a little pig, legs kicking out when she slips a blunt thumb in your ass and pumps it deep, and your entire body trembles and you don't fucking lie when you say you're gonna make a mess, squeezing so hard you force her cock to slip out and you even lift your hips slightly with the force of your orgasm, spraying the sheets, leaking down your thighs, splashing on her pelvis, coating her cock that is only fed back into your fluttering cunt:(( you're limbless, floppy, soaked and sticky but so so sensitive that all it takes is another few slaps to your clit and you're cumming again, squirting streams around her cock and Mikasa finds herself babbling,
"Here, c'mere, want you to ride me, ride my cock - wanna see you squirt on my cock again, please, please - c'mere,"
and the sound you make when you cum a third time, bouncing wildly from the erratic thrusts of her hips, powerful thighs slapping your ass and you're frantically reaching to grip the headboard, one hand keeping you upright and the other reaching to try and hide your gushing cunt, as if your stupid little fingers would hide the creamy pearls and splashes of your cum as her cock drills into your pussy:((
"More, gimme more sweet thing, please - be good, wanna see you squirt again, gonna keep it going, keep cumming please!" and Mikasa only stops when you collapse on top of her, twitching and moaning weakly, sweaty and sticky and hardly able to keep your eyes open. she's so soft, she knows now, knows she can be a perverted little slut with you when you're taking her cock, but after? after you've been so so good and so so messy for her? Mikasa is soft, shy, taking off her strapon and guiding you to the bathroom, damp flannel erasing all the webbing and dried white of your spend over your thighs, feeding you a glass of water and helping you into a soft nightshirt,
"Did I do good? M'good aren't I? you don't -," you're softly whimpering from the floor, wrapped in a fleece blanket as she makes her bed, discarding the soiled sheets,
"You were so good, so so good I can't get enough of it," she doesn't look at you, but you can feel the small smile on her face, "'nd I like it when you're messy, makes me go a bit - crazy,"
and you feel that same smile pressed into the space between your shoulder blades when she joins you in bed, curled around you like a cat, arms petting your soft belly and lips tracing your neck; shy and content.
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honeymaki · 3 years
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gamer ymir who lets you cockwarm her strap while she plays video games ): occasionally her fingers will reach underneath your shirt to gently press against the bulge that slightly protrudes your lower tummy forward and when you whine and whimper, shifting your hips a bit, she just shushes you )): “shh, just a little while longer, hm? i’ll make you feel good in just a few more minutes — are you fucking kidding me?!” she’s throwing her head back and rolling her eyes towards the sky. “annie, what the hell are you doing?!” sometimes she gets a little distracted and keeps telling you to wait, wait, wait but give her a sniffle and pout and she’s pulling her headset off with a ‘shh. daddy’s bein’ a little bit inconsiderate isn’t she?’ and she waits for you to nod before she maneuvers you both to the bed so that she can push back into your dripping, little cunt ):
I - I - hi:(( d-daddy:((
:insert frothing mouth guy from A:TLA:
but what if she doesn't move you to the bed, just props your sticky ass up on her desk and pounds you right there in front of the webcam, it's off of course but what if it was on? what if she put her headset on your head and then all her friends could hear your pathetic whining and the slaps of her hips against yours, the rattling of her desk with the force of her cock bullying your sweet spot:(( all they'd hear was "daddy daddy please! slow down! s'too much! s'too big!" and "take it, fucking take it, you took it so well earlier, this pussy is made for my cock, for daddy's cock - take it like a good little girl," and she's so mean but her cock is so big nd so good and she's got her lips round your bouncing tits nd she's slobbering all over them but so're you cause daddy's makin you feel so good nd so happy:))
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honeymaki · 3 years
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FAIR PLAY
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Pairings: Misturi x fem!reader
Warnings: ass eating, rimming, squirting, multiple orgasms, mentions of strapon, dumbification
Word count: 1.3k
A/N: I saw a fanart of her ass and now...yeah
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“It’s only fair isn’t it?” 
You can hear her pout, feel her tense when you ghost your fingers over the round swell of her ass. Mitsuri lays on her front, face buried in her hands and legs quivering from where you’re straddling them, the two of you surrounded by pillows and blankets and a pile of clean washing sits on one corner of the bed but that can be dealt with later; you want to deal with her first.
“S’not the same though,” she mumbles from behind her hands, subtly arching her back and pressing her ass harder into your warm palms. You sit back on your knees, pondering for a moment with a slick grin lacing your lips, digging your fingers a little harder into her supple skin and that grin only widens when she squeaks at the slight spreading of her ass,
“Isn’t it? You sure had fun fucking my ass open the other night Mitsuri, you and I both know I couldn’t sit for hours after - and you fucking loved it, loved watching me go dumb and stupid and utterly brain dead on your cock, loved teasing me ‘nd refusing to touch my needy, needy little pussy,” your tone adopts this sickly sweet lilt that has her mewling and pressing her ass into your grip, allowing you to spread her more, thumbs dangerously close to the puckered hole you’d been salivating over for the last three days. With a gentle hush, you purse your lips and smooth one palm up her spine to hold her down, a string of saliva gathering on the tip of your tongue before dropping down the cleft of her ass,
“O-oh!”
“S’my turn now isn’t it? You got to fuck my ass for as long as you wanted on your cock, ‘nd it was your favourite one too -,” you loom over her, breasts swaying close enough to her bare shoulders for her to feel and keen at, curling her head to the side so you could lick a stripe up the shell of her ear, “You know I wanna feel it again sweetheart, wanna feel your fat cock stretch my ass till I can feel it in my tummy,” Mitsuri opens her mouth in shock, eyes rolling into the back of her head when you use your thumb to circle her hole, slipping in for a fraction of a second with the continued undulation of her hips, “But now? Now, it’s my turn to wreck your ass and I’m gonna do it all with my mouth, cause I know you love it when I fuck you with my tongue baby, your precious cunt is gonna be begging for me to taste it when I’m through with you,”
Your hands retreat from Mitsuri, your body and it’s warmth over her retreats and she keens after you, calling your name and lifting her hips, propping herself up on her knees so she can look over her shoulder at you - spreading her cheeks and licking your lips, zeroing in on her fluttering hole before dipping down with parted, wet, messy lips,
“B - bab - fuck!” She arches her back deliciously, muscles clenching and twitching in her shoulders, hand shooting back to grasp your head and for a second, you think she’s going to push you away, “M-more!”
Sure, you might have shown her a little dominance trying to convince her to let you eat her ass, but ultimately; Mitsuri held the reins on you and your tongue, rolling and circling her hips into your face and her desperate noises only spur you one. 
“That’s good, right there!” She’s squeaky, pitchy, already on the edge and you’ve not even started properly yet, lathing your lips over her hole and spreading her cheeks, fat spilling through your fingers and then - then you start, then you tense your tongue and dive in, slurping lewdly and moaning with the salty taste of her skin. Mitsuri cries out loudly, slamming her hand into the mattress beneath her and giving her enough balance to arch her back more, more - knees kicking and knocking together with the overwhelming pleasure and all you can do is follow her, barely keeping up with her squirming and grinding. You have half a mind to slam her back down straight, especially when you slip and accidentally latch on to her drooling, sloppy pussy which in turn sends Mitsuri into a spiral of gasps and out of control squeals,
“Stop fucking squirming,” you hiss against her lower back, damp with sweat and she sweeps her hair over one shoulder, eyes heavy and watery, pupils wide with pleasure and swallowing the puffy cheeked, messy chinned vision of you licking stripes over and over her hole, catching it each time she clenched and fluttered. And the noise -,
“So fuckin’ messy for me, look at you,” Mitsuri simpers through her breathlessness and heaving gasps, “I fuck your ass once and suddenly you’re obsessed, dirty fuckin’ girl,”
The words spur you on, tongue curling deep into her and Mitsuri throws her head back with a whine, fingers scratching your scalp and positively suffocating you between her cheeks,
“Keep going - fuck baby - m’so close, so close, don’t - fuck!” Her tone gets higher and higher with every word, the pants catching in her throat and her chest heaving with every prod of your tongue against that sweet spot deep within her. Her skin is spattered with pink, sweat coating her temples and neck, dripping down her chest and she fists the sheets with her free hand, hips rocking into your ministrations at a speed you can barely keep up with, but god you try to. She’s so close, you can feel it, feel her ass clench and squeeze your tongue, hear how wet her cunt is with every flutter of her neglected hole, and if you - if you just reach down with your fingers, reach around her soft hip and if you just -,
“Fuck! Baby - don’t - I’m cumm - gonna cum!” Your fingers swipe over her clit once, twice and Mitsuri looses herself with a sharp cry and a spurt of liquid from her cunt, soaking the sheets and splashing down your chest. Her legs quiver and shake uncontrollably either side of your head, her entire body twitching with her orgasm, belly jiggling and tensing with every shock of pleasure down her spine. She can’t hold herself up, not when you continue abusing her asshole with your tongue and keep pinching her clit, chest thudding into the mattress and allowing you to press your face harder into her ass, digging your tongue deeper, faster, harder, moaning when she squirts again, weaker this time. 
“M-more - gimme, give it to me -,” you should tease her, should chuckle and adopt the same mean mocking tone she always uses when you get like this, when all you can do is babble and drool and cum like a bitch in heat - but you can’t. You can hardly open your eyes with the scent of her arousal filling your nose and the slick dripping down your chin, sticky webs swaying from her cunt and connecting to your fingers. There’s nothing to stop either of you, pulling back to take a deep breath before diving in once again, thumbs spreading the puffy folds of her cunt and teasing her neglected hole for a moment,
“Don’t stop - don’t stop baby, please!” You can hardly make out what she’s saying, voice muffled by her tongue and her sobs of pleasure, hips still twitching and legs still shaking and jiggling. You’re not going to stop, you can’t - can’t bring yourself to pull away, can’t bring yourself to stop your fingers from abusing her pulsing cunt and fucking her into another orgasm that has her entire body shaking and twitching and making more mess over your bed. And neither can she, addicted to the swelling in her belly and the harsh prodding of your tongue in her ass, fingers clumsy against her clit but mouth doing wonders on her puckered hole. So - through her lust addled brain, Mitsuri supposed it was fair in this sense; if she fucked you dumb on her cock, then surely it’s only fair if you fuck her dumb on your tongue right?
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Networks: @our-love-club​, @knyplaymatemansion​
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honeymaki · 2 years
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no thoughts just mommy midnight railing me with her fat cock until i go dumb n praising me n kissing me and overstimulating me until i cant walk for a whole week 🥺🥺
mommy midnight pressing into the arch in your spine till you're prone on your belly, fingers gripping your ass and spreading you so wide, so mean till you squeal and moan. All cause she wants to see the ring of cream coating her heavy, fat, veiny cock ramming in nd out, in nd out of your poor, abused hole. Nemuri's knees caging your thighs, hips swinging down into your ass, fat jiggling with every slam and smack. Sometimes she changes pace, humping you deep, rutting you harsh, cock head kissing your cervix and causing your whole body to jump at the strange sensation. And she takes this brutal break to hook one hand under your chin, tilting your head up and licking into your mouth, saliva bubbling down your neck and tears wetting her cheeks, sucking your tongue into her mouth and squeezing your throat just enough for you to gasp out "Mommy - hah - fuck, more!"
such a greedy baby
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honeymaki · 2 years
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kitty do you have any thoughts on camgirl! annie🥺👉👈
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Warnings: female reader (use of girl and she), cam work, fucking machine, strapon, size kink, daddy kink, oral (f→dildo)
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With Annie, it starts with you. You posted some pictures here and there, accepted tips and extra subs for a monthly audio of your moans and begs and whines late at night so your roommate couldn't hear. But then you met Annie, moved in with her, confessed you loved her, bought a hamster together all within six months because she was just - everything, everything to you, for you.
She never mentions the packages full of frilly, lacy lingerie or the little costumes you model for her because who is she to complain? You're crawling up her torso with crotchless panties and a pair of bunny ears on your head, what else is she gonna do? And the one time Annie accepts a big package, a big big box that''s heavy and kinda clanky - she investigates while you're out at the patisserie buying lunch.
"A fucking machine? Really?" it's not aggressive by any means, coming out of the cold and the wind and the rain to find your girlfriend amongst instructions and booklets detailing how to put the contraption together, "My fingers not enough for you huh?" but she's got this funny little smirk on her lips, cherry red and matching the dildo in her hands, the one you'd ordered to go with the machine. You're stunned to silence, gaping like a fish when she presses a kiss to the tip of the dick and fixes it to the smooth metal arm attached to a slimline machine.
"This for a milestone or what? Last time I checked you were at 9k?"
It wasn't a secret what you did, what the spare room was for, why you often crawled on to her lap late in the evenings with teary eyes and a drippy pussy. Annie didn't get jealous or angry or even curious really, you had your job and she had hers; money was money and if it included getting your tits out every so often then she didn't find reason to complain.
"For - I did a raffle for my 10k, said one of my premium subs could choose a present for me," you find your voice when Annie fiddles with the little dial on the machine, setting it to slow and the dildo starts thrusting into the air, the whirring somewhat quieter than the two of you were expecting.
She sees your thighs clench. You see a fire light in her eyes. Her lips part and you whimper.
"Take it, you can take it honey," there's a camera angled almost above you, zooming in on the bulbous head fluttering over your clit, puffy and slippery with lube. You're - you're a goddamn mess because above you, Annie stands donning a sports bra and a pair of tight black boxers, accentuating the curve of her and the the slight of her hips. And her? Annie's not much better, cooing down at you with fake confidence because she's gotta stay strong, gotta stay tall above where your thighs are pulled up and out, pussy pudging and gaping for the dildo that teases you endlessly. On the bed, a laptop shows a livestream of what Annie is filming, subs increasing by the minute and donations popping off with every slow, meticulous thrust of the dildo against you,
"In yeah? What it inside? How deep baby, tell me how deep you want it," your viewers have never seen this shot of you, never had a livestream before, never had commentary before and they are loosing their minds, struggling to type, struggling to donate, struggling to subscribe.
You look up at your girlfriend with glassy eyes, lip bitten and raw, cheeks wet with tears and your hips search for more, wriggling and rolling with every rolling thrust till the head catches just right,
"Please - want it! Do it deep Annie, want it so deep please! wanna be stuffed and so full Annie!" she doesn't really care that you're begging using her real name, she wouldn't want it any other way - any other name spilling from your mouth when the head of the dildo pops into your cunt and glides effortlessly deeper; then maybe she'd have to intervene. In her free hand, she controls the speed, increasing quicker than you're prepared for but you're not complaining, can't complain, not when you've got your head thrown back and you're panting like a dog.
"That's a good girl, look at her - she's such a good little girl taking all that cock isn't she? You wanna see a bit more? Wanna see the little whore take more? Another cock? My cock perhaps?" you're sobbing by the time Annie positions herself by your head, straps tight against her hips and thighs and cock jutting out from her body, thinner than the one pounding mercilessly away at you but it's veiny and the most realistic one she owns. Perfect for shoving between your perfect, drooly lips when you cry out her name, eyes catching the flash of the camera as it pans down your quivering body,
"Oh no honey," Annie simpers, pointing the camera to where the dial lays forgotten and out of reach, up on nearly the highest setting, "Looks like you're gonna have to take it till i'm satisfied, till we're all satisfied, be a good girl now - suck daddy's cock,"
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honeymaki · 2 years
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mommy nemuri coming home from a long day of work and just needing to fuck her princess dumb to let off some steam 🥺 she’d tease your pussy and when you’d whine she’d slam her entire length in without warning, mouth on yours in a sloppy kiss as you moan and whimper from the way her fat cock kisses the sensitive part in your cunt, pussy clenching as you cum but she doesn’t stop, praising you and overstimulating you 🥺 she can go for hours and by the time she’s done she makes you suck off all of your cum off the strap, both of your thighs soaked and quivering 🥺🥺
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Warnings: mommy kink, strapon, overstimulation, multiple orgasms, oral→strap-on
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She’s got so much energy? And how? She’s been out for days? Working so much and for so long, and to come home one evening, hardly saying hi before shoving you face first into the mattress and feeding her cock into your twitchy little pussy that’s always gushing for her, always creaming for mommy. Nemuri loves it when you mumble and grumble for her, as if you’re complaining about this but your hips bucking say otherwise, your clit peaking from its hood and your cunt milking her cock for all its worth tells her the real story. 
You adore it just as much as she does, coming home and being used as if you were nothing more than a toy for her. Sure, you kick and sometimes you scream when Nemuri hooks an arm under your tits and lifts you so your back is pressed to her chest - but you don't ever tell her to stop or slow down, 
“Faster!” you’re shivering through orgasm number two, “Harder! Please!” you squirt on your fourth and Nemuri praises you till you giggle more than you moan, “Mommy! More!” You’ve lost count, pearly cream dripping down your inner thighs and coating her cock till it glistens no matter the light. The sound it makes fucking into you, up into you is obscene, disgusting, perverted with how loud it is, how fuckin’ wet the pap pap paps of her silicon balls are against your greedy cunt. the same sounds make music to her ears when you’re laying on your back, spent and quivering with your legs jittering every time you brushed them together, clenching over your swollen, abused pussy. 
“C’mon, you know mommy loves it, don’t be shy baby - c’mon, clean it up,” the purple silicon weighs heavy on your tongue, tracing the realistic veins and the bulb of the fat mushroom tip has your eyes rolling into the back of your head. Nemuri never forces you with this part, her little ritual after she’s done fucking you practically brainless. And besides, she much prefers seeing you kitten kiss and curl your tongue over the webs of stringy pearl she’d reaped from your cunt moments ago, 
“mmm - still warm mommy,” you whimper, mouth full of cock and drool glistening on your chin. Nemuri rolls her neck, knees braced either side of your head and she leans forward, hands teasing the pert buds of your tits, “M-more!” 
“You’re a needy little slut aren’t you tonight,” her hips roll once, cock sliding deeper into your mouth and you squeal at the feeling, throat closing and bulging with the head, “Relax baby, mommy’s got you,” a soft, manicured hand disappears between your thighs and you squeal for real when fingers pinch your overstimulated clit, allowing her to bury her cock to the hilt and still - still you whine around the girth and buck your hips for more. 
“s’gonna be a long night I suppose,” she grunts, “Mommy’s gotta make sure her little spoiled baby is put right to sleep,”
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honeymaki · 2 years
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just wan annie to ignore all my cries as she tops me
Annie is so very good at ignoring you, only in the way that counts. If you sob in a different tone or smack her ear; she moves off immediately and changes into something soft, something warm, something firm for you to anchor to.
But when you whimper and weep? When your legs slam closed round her hand and your hips squirm up, up and away from her; Annie smirks and goes harder, faster, fingers a blur inside of you and thumb swiping mean and merciless over your clit.
“Annie! Please - no more! Cant - too sensitive - aah!” You’re practically thrashing as she bullies her fingers against your fleshy walls, curling and a thread away from ramming deeper, meaner, crueler. And Annie just pouts at you, looking over your body glistening with sweat and baring the marks of her continuous need to keep you tethered as hers. And she brings her other hand to the apex of your thighs, two fingers turning to three over your clit and starting a furious rhythm that has you nearly howling, body curling and cunt frothing with an orgasm lost into the next. You’re loosing you’re mind, sobbing for her, begging her to let up, give you a break because the next one feels big, feels heavy, feels -
“Gonn - cum - Annie!” Squealing, spitting her name from your lips as your body heats up and snaps, hips jolting and jerking in time with the thrusting of her fingers that feels more suited to the ferocity of a cock. That something hanging low against her pelvis, brushing your thighs when you squirm and kick out, waiting to sink deep and hard and mean into the cunt that creams and positively gushes around her fingers.
“That’s my good girl, my beautiful girl! That’s it! Give it to me!” She keeps going, slowing only because your pussy clenches so hard, so tight that she can barely move but your clit screams with the continued assault of her fingers. Screams with the beating and thudding of your heart, loud in your ears and blocking the harsh cries and breathy gasps tearing from your throat. It takes minutes for you to calm down, hips rolling and legs quaking, tummy clenching and quivering as you come down, moaning her name and crying pitifully when a weight drops between your legs,
“One more honey, then you can sleep, I promise - just one more big one like that and I’ll let you rest - but make sure you’re creaming over my cock this time, and make it a fuckin’ messy one this time,”
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honeymaki · 3 years
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hi kitty !!! hope ur day’s going well. been havin some commander hange brainrot nd i can’t get the thought of them just making me absolutely brain dead from their strap🥺
commander hange:(( has just - the biggest fucking strap you've ever seen nd it's ribbed and this bright fuckin purple and they just tap your lips so so lovingly, smiling down at you with a "open wide angel, I want to see how much you can take"
You've managed only a quarter of the thick, heavy dildo down your throat nd you've gagged and had to stop for a bit because you started hyperventilating; and Hange knows you're truly a cockwhore because the whole time you've got your hands sandwiched between your thighs nd looking up at them so so tearily and with so much adoration in your eyes. So next on the list is your perfect little pussy, so tight nd drippy and always creaming when they slap the fat cock head against your clit, making you jump and whine and jerk and kick your legs out:(( "Want more honey? C'mon, I know this little angel cunt is so so hungry for my cock, look at it - gonna be a tight fit isn't it?"
you don't care, you want it, want their cock so deep in your guts but all they're doing is grinding against you, thick shaft bumping over your clit and heavy base fit snugly against your entrance, wide and dripping with your slick, thighs covered and slippery:(( nd they just keep going, keep grinding, keep making you writhe and beg with tears in your eyes nd hiccups catching in your throat,
"Want you dumb angel, want you so needy you can hardly speak - how long d'you think it'll take before you start crying - oh!" and the whole time they've been talking, their hips speed up and their thighs flex and bulge with every heavy downward thrust against your pussy, cock hardly leaving the plush of your lips and it's so close, so close to slipping in and you want it so bad, gripping their wrists where they've got their hands fisting the sheets either side of your head. and you burst into heavy sobs when the tip catches on your pulsing needy hole and Hange kisses your tears away with a quiet coo of your name, crowding closer to you, chests flush and cock finally - finally breaching you with such a stretch than you feel your mind going blank and your mouth dropping open. nd Hange's got their face pressed into your neck, whispering what a good girl you've been for being so patient, for turning into a dumb little angel for them:(( and their hips swing down into yours, dildo forcing deeper, harder, stretching you so wide nd so obscene that you're unsure if you'll ever be able to cum without it again:(( nd Hange knows this, wants you to only ever need their big heavy cock, only ever able to cum around it, squeeze it hard nd cream so so pretty on it:(( your plush folds swollen nd puffy round the girth of it:(( huggin' it so pretty nd good:(( you're just such a perfect little toy for them to play with, abuse with their cock(s) nd fingers nd tongue:(( so perfect:((
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honeymaki · 3 years
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↳ Ghostface!Ymir
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Pairings: Ymir x reader
Warnings: DARK CONTENT AHEAD. mentions of murder, blood and gore, description of injury, predator/prey kink, strapon, dumbification, rough sex, degradation.
Word count: 2.1k
A/N: part 2 of ghost face!Ymir
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Mean.
That’s how she had described herself in that moment; mean, mean, mean. Apparently not mean enough when she’s bullying her thick cock into your convulsing body, smearing something unmentioned against your arched back and clapping her hips hard, hard, harder into your ass. 
Something catches your elbow, a branch? It hurts, stings as it tears your skin deep enough to bring beads of crimson to the surface. There’s wetness on your bare feet, leaves sticking to your shins and mud caking your exposed thighs, staining the stupid, stupid white nightgown you were dressed in. 
And nothing else. It pained you to run, not because of your feet, but because of your breasts heaving and the biting wind catching between your legs, hissing through the welts shaped like fingers around your throat. Time had stopped since she’d let you go, since she’d brought that dreadful mask close to your face and demanded you look at her with fake sweetness in her voice, cooing at you when you start crying and batting open your legs from where you had been subconsciously clenching them together at the simper and the hot breath you felt wet your neck. It was nighttime, you knew that because it was impossible to see anything two foot in front of you, darkness swirling and beckoning you closer, promising you freedom where you knew barbed wire and broken glass lay in wait for prey as pretty, and as innocent as the others. 
Were you innocent? With how clean your hands were, yes but with how soiled your inner thighs were, how drippy you were with every step, every tender shuffle around trees and through bracken; no, you were by no means innocent of the crimes beholden of her and her mask, and her fingers, and her cock. Tears sprung from your eyes involuntarily at a twig snapping in the distance, body freezing and breath catching in your throat, clogging your chest and causing you to splutter with fear, and with something else. You had seen her in the bathroom before, tightening the straps round her thighs and waist, shoving something into her jeans, cursing when she admired herself in the mirror for a moment; the bulge at her crotch pronounced and so - mouth watering. And yet, it belonged to someone with no face, a mask for you to cry at and claw at in the throes of your orgasms, plastic cold on your lips when you desperately search for a kiss you knew deep down would never come. 
That was your fate, that was was awaited you when she finally caught you in the damp, in the damp, creeping up on you like she did with all her other victims; only their end would be met with a very different kind of warmth and wet. But the chase was no less terrifying, no less - paralysing with the voice that echoes through your head,
“Be careful not to run too far, don’t want those pretty feet all cut up - might slow you down and heh - where’s the fun in running down a wounded prey?” 
Wounded. Hurt. She was so mean to you, thinking you were some lost soul she had plucked from the suburbs with the promise of lust and love and something thicker than the two. That was the promise that awaited you too, rubbed into your bottom and hitching the silk of your dress, bulging so, so close to where you felt yourself dripping with need for her. A hand disappears between your thighs, sobbing at the slick you find and you almost collapse when you accidentally swipe over your hardened clit, throbbing and ready, and too neglected to even think about. 
How - how dare you even be this aroused? How stupid are you? As stupid as she tells you when she’s got you bouncing on her fingers in the back of her van that smells funny and has bottles of bleach in the footwell? Probably more so if the mere memory of that has you whimpering and half a second away from cumming in the middle of this god forsaken forest. 
♡.
She can see you from a mile away, no - smell you. You are stupid, a stupid little whore who begs so pretty and so lovely for her cock near every night. Can’t get enough of the thing, can’t get enough of her even though - even though you have no idea what she looks like, no idea what her lips taste of, what colour her eyes are, whether she still has those freckles her mom used to count before tucking her in. 
You were her prey tonight, you were her victim, her flesh to carve and maim, her blood to spill, her cunt to fuck as she pleased. And there you were, leaning against a tree with your silly little hand stuck between your silly little thighs, whimpering and moaning; a naive little doe in the eyes of a beast unnamed by humankind and feared by those of its own specie. Ymir had to give it to you, even beneath her mask she could smell your arousal, leaking into the wind and sending blood rushing to her cheeks; addictive and almost as mouth watering as the blood caked to the bottom of her converse. 
Comfy things they were, convenient, easy to chuck in the washer and forget about for an hour. Comfy, light, good enough to chase in, quiet enough to sneak up close to you, close enough to smell the perfume she makes you wear, close enough to hear the lewd clicking of your fingers swiping through your sodden cunt, close enough to whisper deep and low,
“Gotta run bunny, run while you still have legs to walk on,”
♡.
Your scream echoes around you, feet thundering as loud as your heart, blinding you almost as you tear through the trees, down valleys and up hillocks. You didn’t care for the tears and bruises on your legs, didn’t care for the rips in your nightgown and the leaves clinging to your hair; she was close, so close and you - you could barely breathe. Adrenaline shoots through you, bones cold and skin colder with the sweat clinging to your pores. Right, left, a little way upwards - there was a big tree back there you could maybe hide in, or down by the stream? - a cry leaves your throat when your foot catches on a fallen branch, knees buckling and - 
“No - no, up bunny, c’mon now,”
How is she still so close? How can you still smell the rancid stench of her clothing and see the ominous white of her mask through the dark? You’ve been running for hours, screaming with every howl and hoot and shudder in the earth, crying when the clouds part and reveal the new moon, dark and haunting and somehow ridiculing you. All this for some dick? Pathetic. Whore.
“I don’t want to play anymore!” Why are you stopping? Your body isn’t supposed to be doing this, you’re supposed to be running, scrambling, sobbing for mercy and yet - you’re slowing down with painful wheezes and gasping cries, “I don’t want to! I’m tired! I’m scared! I want to stop playing!”
Home didn’t even enter your mind, that was a foreign word to you now, strange and unfamiliar because home didn’t really exist anymore, not really, not in this blood thirsty world. You don’t stop moving, but you don’t speed up, clutching your chest and trying desperately to swallow down your fear, your saliva, your terror at the huffing and growling and beastial noises coming up behind you. 
“You - are pathetic,”
The pain comes minutes after you hit the ground, cry muffled by long, lean fingers dripping with something and nothing at the same time. An arm hitches your hips up, propping you up on your knees and gravel digs into your skin, palms tearing on brambles and the flush of blood over your knuckles makes you -
“You’re so fucking - you’re such a whore,”
Even covered in mud, out of breath, crying and snotting, bloody and bruised, and most likely concussed; you’re grinding back into her crotch and moaning like a bitch in heat. Even in the darkness, Ymir can see the slick smearing across the tight material of her jeans, sliding with the audible pulse of your cunt and she almost rolls her eyes, almost snaps and brings your neck with it but maybe, maybe that’s why she gives in so easily, maybe that’s why she lifts one leg to brace and shoves your face into the mud, maybe that’s why she flips your dress over your hips and undoes her fly - because she likes it, she likes the way you’re so desperate and so dumb for her, so stupid that you blatantly overlook the knife lying only inches from your nose and can’t hear the zip ties clattering on her belt,
“Fucking fine then - if you want it so bad, if you’re fuckin’ gagging for my cock then take it, fuckin’ take it,” 
A single slap to your clit has you keening and clawing at the dirt, thrashing and almost looking as tough you’re trying to get away from her, but she knows, she knows all this is because you’re so desperate to feel her deep and hard, just how you like it best. You scream, you arch your back, you’re positively weeping when Ymir forces the strap inside of you, thrusting down, down to where she knows you’ll drip pearly white and gush so nicely for her. 
“Should’a run bunny, should’a done what ghost face wanted - might’a gone a bit nicer on your stupid whore cunt,”
Your whole body jiggles with her thrusts, being shoved up and through the leaf litter, hands scrambling for purchase and she’s sure you loose a nail in the fight, but you’re too busy leaking down her thighs to notice the blood smearing on your cheek. 
“Nngh - f - fu -,” you’ve got a mouthful of mud and your breasts rub raw on the ground, but there’s a band in your belly and you can feel something building, feel claws down your back and latching on to the nape of your neck, pushing you further into the ground, a beast crowding over you, hard and big and dark. Pain blossoms over your spine as you are bent in half, ass so high in the air that you’re almost balancing on your tiptoes, skin tingling with the slamming of her hips into yours. Ymir spares you nothing, a fate worse than death maybe, splitting you open over and over with the girth of her cock, heavy against your cervix and bullying that soft spot over and over until she can see the sticky webs dripping from your pussy, fat lips plush against the silicon balls with every hard, hard, mean thrust. 
Yes, this is where she’s mean, this is where ghost face is horrible and terrible and as mean as can be. Hardly letting up when you scream through your orgasm, gasping for breath and on the verge of hyperventilating, legs shaking and struggling to hold yourself up against the dizzying assault on your cunt. Hardly letting up when you sob and cry out for - something, more, deeper, harder -
“Please! More! Don’t - nagh - don’t stop!” There’s nothing behind your eyes, crossing and rolling and fluttering when the wind catches just right on your clit, pulsing and angry and beating with your erratic heart, and Ymir thinks maybe this is her calling instead of terror and horror and the mask. Maybe she’s been put on this earth to bully your sensitive, needy pussy every minute of the day, maybe God looked at her soul and decided that it belonged on top of yours, inside of yours, owning yours the same way she owns your cunt, your body, your mind. 
And you don’t even know her fucking name. 
It’s a shame really, she’d much rather have you beg for her cock, Ymir’s cock rather than lashing out at whatever name comes into your tiny little brain. 
S’mean really, how Ymir threatens to choke you on her cock day in and day out, and doesn’t even have the audacity to tell you her name or show you her face. But what’s really mean, really fucking mean of her is the next time she brings home a pretty innocent church girl to set out in the woods around her cabin; you’re there too, ass up face down and taking her cock like the proper perfect whore you are and Ymir finds they scream so much louder when they can hear you cumming in spurts and sprays through the fog. 
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read daddy mina and now im thinking abt daddy maki :((( want her to fuck me so good i cry and go stupid and all i can say is daddy and try to grab her but my heads so fuzzy i can’t think and i keep losing my grip and she teases me for it :(((((
I got another ask similar to this so I put the two together:))
Warnings: strapon, daddy kink, slight degradation, dumbification, dacryphilia
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daddy maki:(( loves her lil dumb baby:(( so stupid on her cock nd she's only just started fucking you. Fat nd ribbed but if she presses a button near the base? The whole thing starts vibrating and you positively howl, body slumping into the bed and hands reaching out in front of you, gripping the headboard as if somehow that'll make you feel like she's not about to fuck you mind blank:((
"Thought you wanted me to fuck you dumb baby girl? That's what you said wasn't it?" she puts on a mockery of you sobby,weepy voice, "'daddy, want it! wanna be dumb on your cock!' you've been so good honey, let daddy give you what you want,"
nd she laces her hand with one of yours over the edge of the headboard, breasts pressed against your back nd the new position lets the dildo slip deeper, downwards, rippling vibrations hitting your sweet spot perfectly. nd she curls her hips, fucking - humps into you like a rabid dog because that's the best way to make you stupid; to hardly leave your drippy cunt nd turn the vibrator up all the way, leaving you no room for any thought other than -,
"Daddy! Daddy please! So good!" you slur your words, you can hardly see, pussy flooding her cock nd weeping on to the sheets, clit pulsing nd belly tensing with every harsh thrust. her hips slap into yours, lewd and sticky, spend webbing between the two of you and you can fucking feel the bulge of her bicep beside your head, hand reaching back to grab at it nd hold on as if it’s the only thing keeping you sane, lips tracing the meat of your shoulder as you wail, "Daddy! M'gonna - daddy!"
"That's right, that's my good girl, fucking - so fucking dumb for daddy aren't you? Hardly a fucking thought in that head of yours, only daddy and her fat fucking cock, so fucking stupid - g’on then, cum for me, cum around my cock baby girl, that’s it,” ad she fucking laughs when you cum so hard your entire body shakes and jitters, cunt squeezing so hard it forces her out but god - maki just grabs her cock and slaps it against your needy little clit, wet smacks echoing through the room nd it makes you burst into stupid angry tears,
“No! Want - daddy put it back! Want - it want you - don’t stop!” 
“Awh, princess - you’re so needy for daddy aren’t you? Only want my cock? Wanna cum again? Make an even bigger fucking mess for daddy?” she flips you on to your back, shoving your legs over her shoulders and smoothing her cock against your pussy, still visibly fluttering from your orgasm. She’s so obsessed with the way your eyes cross and your mouth hangs open, breasts jiggling when she slams into you and ups the intensity of the vibrations, “That’s my good girl, want you always like this - a fuckin dumb little cockslut for me, only mine, the perfect dumb toy for daddy to fuck whenever she wants,”
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