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cissyenthusiast010155 · 11 months

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could i request a lady lesso x fem reader, prompt 6?

Hey there, anon!! Thanks for your patience🥰 I was inspired by a song for this one as well as your request! Hope you enjoy 💋

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#6. “My eyes are up here...”

Warnings: NSFW, 18+!!!, Daddy Kink, smut, strap-fucking, teasing, begging kink, breeding kink, etc.

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Lesso was working late as usual. You usually beat your grifriend to your shared quarters, where she usually joined you in the later hours, sometimes you had even fallen asleep.

You had finished your papers for the day and changed into your night wear. You pulled out your night table book, and lounged on the bed, reading and waiting for Lesso. Eventually after a few hours, the red head came into your shared quarters with a heavy sigh.

“Hey Leo…” you cooed, looking up from your book.

“Hey baby…” Lesso replied, tired but with an edge to her voice.

Her eyes looked tired but had a glint of mischief to them.

“I’ve been waiting all day for this…” she sighed, collapsing on the bed and crashing her lips onto yours.

Lesso straddled your lap, grinding her clothed core against yours. You chocked out a yelp out the pleasurable feeling of a bulge ghosting against your clit.

“I… Daddy…?” You whimpered needily.

“That’s my name, baby…” Lesso purred in the shell of your ear, before backing away and getting off the bed.

You whined in response, but received a firm cocking of her eyebrow from Lesso, putting you right back in your place. Lesso then began to strip. You just stared at her unabashedly. She cocked another eyebrow yet again.

“Strip for Daddy, Baby…” she purred, while removing her trousers and knickers.

You were quick get rid of any and all clothing articles in a mere matter of seconds. And when you looked up, there Lesso stood in front of you. Naked. And wearing the biggest fucking strap you had ever seen.

“My eyes are up here...” Lesso chuckled.

You blushed and looked away embarrassed. Lesso crawled onto the bed yet again, this time stalking you like her prey. You instinctually opened your legs to give the red head access.

“It’s enchanted, so I’ll be able to feel that pretty pussy of yours fluttering around my dick…” Lesso purred wickedly.

Your breath hitched at her words.

“Yes please… Daddy please… want you…” you whimpered.

“Already begging… that desperate, are we…?” Lesso taunted, lining up her dick with your aching cunt.

You bucked your hips up to be met by the tip of Lesso’s dick, making you groan out in need, “Yes please Daddy…!! Need you so bad… God fill me up please!!”

“Such a sweet, slutty baby…” Lesso muttered, as she slowly sank into you.

“Fuck…Daddy… you’re so big…” you groaned out breathlessly, your hands grabbing onto the red head and scratching her back, your mind spiraling as Lesso filled your throbbing pussy.

“Shit Baby… taking Daddy’s dick so well…” Lesso muttered, starting to slowly thrust in and out of you.

Your stable breathing had been thrown out the window, your eyes rolled back from the immense pressure and pleasure you felt by Lesso filling you up.

“Daddy…” you mindlessly whined, “Faster please Daddy…!”

And Lesso more than happily complied.

“God baby feels so good… hugging Daddy’s cock so well…” Lesso husked in the shell of your ear, as she pounded into you.

“Please don’t stop Daddy…!!” You cried out, reaching your climax incredibly fast as the red head pounded into you relentlessly.

“Fuck baby I won’t!” Lesso moaned out, “I can feel your pretty walls fluttering around my cock…! you wanna cum, my pretty…?”

“Yes yes yes!!” you cried out like a broken record, “wanna cum Daddy please wanna cum Daddy!!”

“Shit baby, cum for me…” Lesso groaned, “I’m right behind you…”

You came with a strangled cry and with the red heads name on your lips on repeat. Your hands tightly holding Lesso, and your walls deliciously clenching around Lesso’s dick, making Lesso let out a guttural groan. The red head properly fucked you through your high, before her thrusts started to get sloppier and sloppier.

“Fuck Daddy’s gonna cum inside you baby…!!” Lesso moaned.

“Yes please Daddy!” You whimpered and pled, “cum inside me please Daddy!!”

Lesso released her hot, white cum, painting your walls and filling your cunt with a guttural cry of pleasure from her lips. You both then collapsed on the bed, panting heavily.

When you had both regained your breath, Lesso gently pulled out of you. Lesso’s cum began to seep out of your pussy, so the red head used her fingers to gather all the escaping cum and stuff it all back inside you. You lightly whimpered in response.

Lesso met your gaze at your little pout and chuckled,

“Wouldn’t want you to waste any of Daddy’s precious seed, now would we baby…” she purred, “After all… You’d look so pretty with Daddy’s baby stuffed inside that little belly of yours…”

You mindlessly hummed in response, your mind thoroughly fucked through. You simply snuggled into the red head even more. And soon, Lesso could hear your light snores. She smiled to herself as she tucked a strand of your hair to the side.

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tributemoney · 14 days

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softie 💛

#me #soft girl #daddy’s baby #bratty and pretty #pretty girl

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saltoru · 8 months

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being a jujutsu sorcerer and a parent rarely ends well. sorcerers who have to fight for their lives everyday barely have any time and energy even for themselves. adding babies to the picture is hard to imagine.

but gojo was determined to balance his work and personal life when you entered his life, which is why he has a baby girl strapped to his chest as he holds up his hand and crosses his fingers, already to send a special grade curse into his domain.

"daddy~" his baby babbles, cheek squished against his purple uniform.

"yes, baby?" gojo smiles down at his baby and gently sweeps her hair out of her eyes. he pays little to no attention to the curse, who had already spread out their domain and is currently sending wave after wave of attacks, all of which gojo repels with a touch. "this is domain expansion," he gently explains to her, smirking at the curse who is obviously offended that he wasn't taking them seriously. "in a second, you're gonna see daddy's domain."

his baby blinks and shuffles around in the strap, whining a bit as she tries to get comfortable. for all she knows, it's too dark and hot and she misses mommy's smell.

before she knows it, the space around her begins to look like the night sky, and she can't see the curse anymore.

"this is my domain," her daddy says, but she misses seeing the sun. why is it nighttime all of the sudden?

"nooo" she whines as she kicks around. where's the ice cream he promised her earlier? and where is mommy? she doesn't want to go to sleep yet!

"not easily impressed, hm?" he laughs, protectively holding his baby's head against his chest as he closes up his domain after finishing off the curse.

"let's go get ice cream, yeah?" he ruffles her hair and holds up her hands, dancing them up in the air with a huge grin. the sunlight hits her face again and a smile quickly reappears. "you did so good today. did you learn a lot about jujutsu fights today? did'ja enjoy our little adventure together?"

"ice cweam" she smiles, doing a few happy kicks. and that's how the tradition of getting ice cream after missions started for the daddy-daughter pair.

#dad!gojo fills an empty spot in my heart #AW HE'S SO PERFECT #and then yaga found out he brings his baby to missions #and yaga quickly scolded gojo #“but my wife needs a girls' day” he just shrugs #he LIVES for these daddy-daughter adventures #when fighting a curse he's just like “my baby's watching so let me show off a bit”#gojo x reader #gojo satoru #jujutsu kaisen #gojo fluff #jjk x reader #gojo satoru x reader #gojo scenarios #gojo #dad!gojo

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angelrat96 · 22 days

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Bigger than your head

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billybills-world · 3 months

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REBLOG IF YOU WANT ME BE YOUR DIRTY LITTLE SECRET, LET ME SUCK THE STRESS OUT OF YOU 🥵

#bi selfie #gay men #trans women are beautiful #biseuxal #hot nude #trans girl #transgender #bi sex #gay man #bd/sm community #transgirl #trans women #trans rights #bd/sm daddy #bd/daddy's baby girl #trans yearning

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casiia · 5 months

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༉‧₊˚. — simon 'GHOST' riley; smile for the camera.

warnings .: x reader, smut, mdni 18+, very slight exhibition (i think?), v! penetration, choking, size kink, female reader, unedited.

.: masterlist.

simon has STACKS of polaroids of you for when he’s next deployed. you had bought the polaroid camera, all excited to pick up a new hobby; photography. he thought it was stupid, but doesn’t stop you and your aspiring career. you’re taking pictures of everything for the next few weeks. capturing every memory the two of you shared, and piles of pictures were scattered around each room in the house — random ones, blurred ones, blank ones that didn’t develop right.

when you suggest taking pictures for him one night, he doesn’t seem to catch the hint. why’d he have to waste his precious time and take pictures of you when you’re right here?

he still doesn’t understand. he huffs when you climb off of his lap and scurry into your shared bedroom, the soft mutters of the christmas movie you put on for background noise the only thing that catches his attention — and it annoys him. you come back, your shirt hiked up over your bra and the bulky coral-colored camera in hand.

you sit back onto his lap, shoving the polaroid into his hand and guiding his finger onto the button. he accidentally clicks it, a flash blinding you momentarily and you laugh.

“eager are we?”

he sucked on his teeth, his eyes rolling at your poor attempt to tease him. his free hand moves to your waist and dips his fingers below the hem of your shorts. you swat his hand away with a pout, mumbling something about patience but he’s too horny to hear – or care.

simon lowers the camera as you begin to pull your shirt over your head, you whine and tell him to hold it right. but he snaps back and complains that it’s blocking his view.

it’s your turn to roll your eyes, and you pout and tell him just to listen to you. he begrudgingly listens, muttering a retort under his breath that makes you smack his arm and shift off of his lap. but he’s quick to tug you back, saying he’s sorry and you’re just teasing him too much.

you shake your head, your finger hovering his, over the shutter button. you reach back with the other and undo your bra, letting it slip from your shoulder and into his lap. it’s then when you press down and simon takes a picture, your bare breast developing on the film as it slides out the exit slot. now he understands.

he watches with tight lips, waiting for the picture to develop and practically watching it turn into gold in front of his eyes. simon laughs in disbelief and looks at you, he wonders if this was your plan all along. play with it for a little before using it to make souvenirs for him, what a good girlfriend you were.

the hours blend and he has you bent and folded in every position he knows. it’s so embarrassing, and you find yourself covering your face or squeezing your thighs together, now trying to sheepishly hide from the lens.

but he tuts, reminding you that it was your idea. you can’t hide from him and if you try, he’ll keep you up all night — until he’s filled his album with enough pictures to relive any memory of you in bed.

he’s leaned back onto the sofa, one hand in your hair and one hand holding up the camera. he’s groaning loudly as you gag around his cock, your wide eyes fluttering up to meet his. he’s drooling at the sight, tears staining your blushed cheeks and dripping down your chin.

simon spreads his legs and angles the camera down to catch a glimpse of the way you have a hand wrapped around the base of his cock — too big for you to fit it all in your mouth. he snaps a picture, the flash making little dots cloud your vision.

you giggle, pulling your lips off of him to which he annoyingly grunts, trying to push back into your mouth.

“how many more of these are y’gonna take?”

you ask, pressing your cheek into the inside of his thigh. you’re not even looking at him anymore, so focused on his cock and the way your saliva makes his foreskin glisten.

he can’t resist, simon takes another picture and pulls the developing film from the dispenser, tossing it into the pile with the other pictures he’s taken. your face just looks so small aligned with his cock, the angle making him so much larger than he was.

“m’takin as many as i want. what am i gonna do when i miss you when i’m away and need to release some stress?”

simon tugs at your hair, nodding over to the cushions next to him. his hands immediately find your waist when you stand and he pushes you down into the couch. your hair sprawling over the pillows as you look up at him with wide eyes.

another giggle escapes you, your hand covers your mouth to suppress the laughter. it wasn’t that you were surprised about him being so needy, it’s the way he had a mountain of pictures lazily tossed into a pile. film wrappers crumpled lazily and strewn across the coffee table, the packages once holding refills for the film.

“what’s funny, bun?”

simon’s voice is hoarse, he’s spreading your legs and another picture is added to his collection. the way your cunt is glistening with the flash, your juices smeared on your inner thighs. he swears he’s going to cherish these forever, keep them around til’ they are all tattered and barely visible.

your breath is knocked from your lungs, and you can’t form words no matter how hard you try. he’s sliding his cock in between your folds, nudging your clit with his angry red tip. you whine, your hips bucking up to meet his, needing more friction to ease your arousal; and he takes another picture, how he wishes these images could capture sounds.

he’s pressing his fat, heavy cock against your stomach, a groan spilling from his lips when his tip is leaking just below your belly button. simon smears his precum against your skin, translucent globs dribbling from his slit.

“look at that, gonna be in your fuckin’ stomach.”

simon grins at the sight, but before he gives you the pleasure of filling you up, he’s leaning over you and pressing his lips to your neck. your fingernails dig into his shoulders, crescents forming under your touch, and a slew of apologies is mumbled under your shaky breath.

he hums into the crook of your neck, nipping harshly at your skin before dragging his rough tongue over the spot — soothing the bite. simon trails down to your breast, leaving a path of love bites and covering you in his mark.

while he has you distracted, he shifts his hips and pushes himself into you slowly sinking in inch by inch before he’s balls deep. he leans back and he groans at the sight, you are completely exposed for him with his bitemarks sloppily etched into your skin, a bulge forming in your belly. he slides his calloused hand up in between the valley of your breast and he wraps his hand around your neck, he squeezes lightly, and when you moan quietly as if flustered like it’s the first time he has you filled with his cock — he snaps another picture. afraid that this moment will vanish.

that was the last of the film that he has. but god, it’s worth it. he promises he’ll buy you more in the morning, but he’s dropped the camera and holding you close. his throbbing cock plunging in and out of your squelching cunt, your juices painting his abdomen, shining his muscles under the dim light.

when he has to leave, he gathers EVERY SINGLE ONE and hides it in between the pages of an old magazine. no one would be caught dead snooping through his things, but it was a precaution he took because he didn’t want you exposed for all of his teammates to see. you were his, and he was never one of share.

AN: guys...i don't even have words tbh. just simon and like he WOULD take so many pics i'm just sooo :((( urgh. i hate him. if i missed any warnings lmk!

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