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Take a Damn Shower
Daryl Dixon x Dom!Male reader
Summary:Convincing Daryl is quite the task when it comes to him showering.So when Carol almost ran out of ideas her mind was set upon the most hygienic person she knew.
Daryl was a stubborn man,sometimes he could be reasoned with and others he can’t.This is how we built up to our current situation.It’s been a while since Rick and the others arrived at Alexandria and Daryl has been refusing to take a shower.It was quite annoying since the male had picked up a sent.Whether it be from him going out hunting or from him killing walkers.It was becoming a serious issue since the male had begun to reek.
Carol had made several attempts in trying to make the redneck shower.She even went as far as to threatening to spray him with a hose.She did try it one but it failed(Daryl ran).She had attempted to sneak behind the male and pour water over his head which also failed(Again he ran).The situation began to seem helpless and Carol was close to giving up until she thought of a certain someone.M/n, one of the people had been with Ricks group since the prison.He was also the man that Daryl had been pining over.
Her attention went to the h/c haired male for a number of reasons,one being that no matter how dirty of a situation they’d be in he’d always seemed very clean plus he smelled nice.She knew because of the males hugs,there would always be a naturally sweet and musky scent lingering off him.It’s a very relaxing and comforting,plus whoever is lucky enough to hugging him would shove their face into the crook of his neck.He just smelled that damn good.Carol was now walking towards the h/c haired males house,where he was currently sharpening his knives.
"Hey M/n could I ask ya for a favor?"Carol asked,now standing in front of M/n/
"Yeah sure Carol whats up?"M/n asked with a smile adorning his features.
"You know the situation with Daryl?Well I need you to convince him to take a bath or even shower for goodness sake."Carol said as M/n furrowed his brows.
"What makes ya think i'd be able to convince em'?You know the mans stubborn so why bother?"M/n asked while Carol hummed.
"Well you know the man has a crush on ya' I'm surprised you ain't notice."She remarked as M/n's eyes widened slightly.Daryl (fucking)Dixon had crush on him.Thats seems pretty out of character for the redneck.
"How do I know your not just toyin' with me?Seriously the guy probably don't even like me."M/n responded not believing Carol
"It's true though have you seen the way he looks at you?The guy stares at you like a lovesick puppy how have you not noticed?"Carol asks while M/n rose his hands defensively.
"In all fairness, it looks like he's glaring at me most of the time."M/n said as he put his hands down to continue sharpening his knives and Carol let out a small chuckle.
"Still can you at lest try and convince him,His smell is getting worse everyday."Carol pleaded with him while M/n sighed and sttod up putting his knives in its holsters.
"I guess so,I'll see what I can do."M/n said while leaving the poarch as Carol watched him walk away.A smile adorned her features as she watched the h/c haired male slowly disappear.
M/n waved at Eugene who had opened the gate for him so he could take his leaveto find Daryl.The hunter mentioned earlier that he'd be going on a hunt which gave M/n an idea on where to go.In M/n's opinion it's quite easy to find Daryl since he tends to eave some of his arrows behind.He knew Daryl was nearby since he found a dead walker with an arrow in its skull.A low groaning sound could be heard from behind so he turned around and stabbed the Walker in the head.Another walker that was making no noises slowly approached before grabbing the h/c haired males shoulder.M/n jerked around and was about to stab it in the skull till an arrow went through it.He watched the walker drop to the ground and looked up and what do you,it's Daryl standing in all of his glory.
"You could've got bit pay attention."Daryl said while walkig ng in the direction M/n had came from.
"I'm guessing your heading back hm?"M/n asked as Daryl grunted in response.M/n was walking next to him and immediately picked up a stench that was coming from Daryl.
"Jeez man you reek,you need a bath or something god damn!'Daryl glanced at him before remarking.
"The hell I need a bath for I smell fine."Daryl claims as M/n looked at him as if he lost his damn mind.
"Daryl people have been talking about you, you seriously should shower or something man."There was a moment of silence before Daryl responded.
"I ain't tryna fit in with those people,don't go tell in’ me what to do.”Daryl said as they began to approach Alexandria’s walls.There was a moment of silence before M/n perked up.
“How about you shower with me?”M/n suggested, making Daryl stop in his tracks.
“What...?”
“I said you should shower with me,sorry if that’ll make you uncomfortable.”M/n said with an added apology.Daryl didn’t say anything nor did he decline the offer as M/n walked passed him.
It was late at night now and M/n was following his usual nightly routine. Cook,clean,bathe and sleep was the normal schedule that he created to stay a bit more organized during his time at Alexandria.He was sitting at the island counter eating some smoked pork gravy and rice for his meal.He went in for another bite until he heard a knock at his door.He glanced at the door then back at his food before sighing.He got up, went to the door, peeked through the glass, and saw the silhouette off Daryl standing there.M/n opened the door and looked down at the redneck who gave a small "hi" before walking past M/n.The h/c haired male closed the door and watched Daryl look around.He was currently staring at the painting that M/n had worked on a few days prior.
"I guess you thought about what I said eh?"M/n asked to only get a hum in response.Daryl put dow his crossbow on the counter as M/n placed his leftovers in the fridge.
"The bathroom is upstairs, you can shower up there."M/n said as Daryl stared at hm for a moment before ascending the stairs.M/n smiled slightly before cleaning up the mess he had made.
It had been 15 minutes since Daryl went upstairs and usually the sound of water hitting the tiles could be heard but currently that wasn't the case. Getting suspicious M/n walked upstairs and entered the bathroom only to see Daryl fully naked just standing in the shower with no water running.
"Daryl why aren't you showering?'M/n questioned as Daryl gave him a scowl.
"You said you were gon shower with me didn't you?"Daryl questioned with a hint of disappointment.M/n blushed slightly remembering what he had said earlier.
"Oh I-um yeah I remember."M/n stumbled over his words as he began to strip and Daryl didn't peel his eyes away.He watched M/n take his boxers and looked away when M/n's dick was exposed.M/n stepped into the shower moving the glass door to prevent water from escaping.Daryl turned the hot water on and the hunter hummed when the water hit his skin.M/n poured some shampoo into his hands before placing them on Daryl’s head.He begsn massaging the males scalp which pulled a satisfied hum out of him.
“To say you ain’t wanna take a bath you’re surly enjoying this eh’?”M/n asked in a teasing tone before Daryl responded.
“Shut up I’m here cause I wanna be alright.”Daryl remarked while s tiny of pink laid across his face.M/n removed his hands from the males head which made Daryl groan in annoyance.He began rinsing his hair and all the foam from the shampoo fell off of him.M/n had begun to clean himself and once Daryl had finished rinsing his hair he grabbed another towel that was on the railing inside the shower.M/n had finished showering already but was currently focused on the scars the hunter had on his back.He reached a hand out and began tracing one with his finger which caused Daryl to flinch.
“W-What are you doing?”Daryl whimpered as M/n hummed in amusement as he moved closer behind redneck and wrapped his arms around the males waist.
“Carol told me that you liked me is that true.”M/n murmured into his neck which made Daryl’s breath hitch.The feeling of worry was emitting from Daryl as he nodded his head,his hair sticking to his neck from it being soaked.M/n smiled before moving his hair out they way,and began peppering the hunters neck in kisses.Daryl squirmed under his touch as M/n reached his arm out to turn off the water.M/n moved one of his hands to grab Daryl’s cock that was beginning to harden.It twitched under the h/c haired males hold as he began circling the tip.He guided his finger along the heads slit which made Daryl let out a breathy moan.He began stroking it at a steady pace and Daryl started to buck his hips into the s/c skinned males hand.
“You enjoying this pretty boy?”M/n asked teasingly as Daryl scoffed feeling a knot form is his abdomen.
“Ah~Y-yeah,can I cum?”Daryl moans out a bit louder making M/n stroke his cock faster.
“Go ahead handsome.”M/n said which immediately made the hunter shoot his semen.His chest heaved as he tried to catch his breath and he placed his hands on the tiles.M/n placed his hands on the males hips and rubbed circles into them making Daryl hum.
“So are we dating now or what?”M/n asked as Daryl stood straight and leaned his head against M/n’s shoulder.
“I guess so.”Daryl responded as M/n kisses his neck before they both stepped out the shower.
That night was the most unclean and clean thing that could’ve happened
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Master Knows Best
Rating: E
Pairing: Cat Hybrid!Hyunjin x Cat Hybrid!Felix x Cat Hybrid!Minho x Dom!Human!Male!Reader
Word Count: 3.5K
Genre: Smut
Warnings: Shameless smut, swearing, cat hybrids/maids, foursome, maid kink, cats in heat, mentioned shower sex, bondage, safe word use but happy ending, I think that’s it.
Author: @cityofdreams-writing
Description: Hyunjin, Minho, Felix are catboy maids in heat. (Y/N) can help with that.
Notes: For noona, thank you for being my first online friend. For sticking all the way to the end. @guksauce, happy birthday.
Soundtrack: None
Hyunjin, Felix, and Minho are all in heat. All together. This usually doesn't happen because their cycles are janked up to all hell, but once in a blue moon their cycles come together. Kind of like an eclipse. It happens only a few times in a few years. Obviously it’s not that rare, but still. You help them out when they need it, sort of like a maids-with-benefits relationship but they're catboys.
They aren't exactly extremely horny when in heat, but for one in particular���Hyunjin—you can say differently.
You're in your room, working (as per usual) when Hyunjin wanders in, fully wrapped up in a blanket, black hair matted with sweat. 
You hear his footsteps on the wooden floor and the slight jingle of his collar and turn to look at him, spinning your desk chair to face him.
His plush lips look bitten and swollen, a very pretty red and slick with saliva. His eyes blink lazily, almost fluttering closed to reveal long dark lashes against milky pale skin. His black ears twitch and pop out of the blanket, along with his tail, which swishes lazily.
When he talks, his voice comes out broken. "M-master, 'm h-hungry!"
You roll your chair over and reach up to fondle his ears, cooing gently to soothe him, asking if he wants food (he says no, it's a different kind of hunger), watching as he mewls softly in pleasure and then you hear the buzzing. The telltale sound of a vibrator in him. That would explain the broken sentences.
Now, you're fine with vibrator play, especially during heat, but they have to ask your permission.
And no one had asked you.
"Jinnie…who did this~?" Your voice is as soft as silk, but as dangerous as a double-edged razor, sending shivers down his spine. 
"M-Minho-hyung, master…" Hyunjin whimpers against your skin, kissing your neck softly. You can tell he's telling the truth. His body language says it all. He's being vulnerable with you, something that is normally rare from him.
"Be a good boy and tell me everything, baby. You'll be rewarded." 
He knows you aren't lying. You give amazing rewards, but only to those who deserve it.
Minho, Felix and Hyunjin were all talking on the couch. Random stuff, really. They were watching a movie and huddled together under blankets with snacks, their maid skirts spread out around them. They'd finished all of their duties and were waiting for master to come home. 
Minho's hand was wandering a little too far up near Hyunjin's crotch to be friendly, and he noticed. Under the skirt, too.
He wasn't wearing underwear either. None of them wear underwear, generally, when in their house. 
And then it hit. Minho wrapped his hand around his cock and started jerking him off. While Hyunjin was distractedly trying to push him off under a haze of pleasure, he sneakily slipped a vibrator in, turning it on. 
Felix was oblivious to the whole thing, focused on the movie he was watching. He didn't even hear when Hyunjin started moaning loudly.
"So you're saying Felix and you were being good boys?" You ask, lovingly stroking his ears and watching as his eyes fall shut in pleasure, feeling a soft purr vibrate through him.
"Y-yes, master…we were so good for you~"
"That's a good boy. Come here, I'll reward you. Actually, how about I reward you both and punish Minho at the same time, hm? Sound like a good idea?"
Hyunjin nods, biting his lip.
"Felix, Minho! Come here please!" You call down the stairs and then walk back to the room, where Hyunjin's already stripped himself down and sitting on your bed.
"Aww…looks like Jinnie read my mind~!" You pet his tail, watching as soft pants fall from his red lips.
"You're such a good boy, you know that~? Always such a good boy for me." Hyunjin whines happily and buries his head in your shoulder. You give him gentle head scratches, feeling loud purrs vibrate through his whole body. 
He looks up at you with big sparkly brown eyes and parted lips, whispering three words.
"Kiss me, please."
You oblige. He has very nice lips after all. "Open your mouth, baby boy." You whisper against his lips, and he obediently opens with a shiver down his spine. You gently lick into his mouth, coating his lips with your saliva and making him moan. 
"M-master~! I-it feels so g-good~!"
You let him go just in time to see Felix and Minho arrive and dip into deep bows. 
"Master? You called?" Felix says, confusion present in his pretty face.
"Felix, come here please." He comes closer, gasping when you pull him into a heated kiss, licking into your mouth and whimpering softly. 
"W-what's all this about?" His ears perk up, twitching in sensitivity as you gently stroke them.
"You’re my good boys, both you and Jinnie." You murmur softly, kissing his nose.
"He told me everything. Our Minho deserves a punishment, don’t you think?" You smirk.
Felix nods, looking at Minho and making a helpless face at him.
Minho glares at him, then arches a brow and has the audacity to smirk at you.
You grab a rope and tie it around his wrists to the back of a chair and make him sit, fully naked, on it. Before you turn the vibrator off and pull it out of Hyunjin, you snap it all the way up to the maximum speed for a just a few seconds. Hyunjin screams (met with a confused look from Felix and a smirk from Minho), vision blinking white, knees buckling, and mind going numb with pleasure. You smirk and pull it out, earning a whimper from him. The amount of slick he's leaking is…copious, to say the least. It turns you on and you just want to devour him right then and there, but you have to deal with Minho right now, so you turn back to him.
"If you can cum untouched to the sight of your dongsaengs getting rewarded, then I will let you go. If you can't, you're getting the vibrator all night until the sun rises, got it?" You snap before turning to Felix and Hyunjin, cooing and stroking their heads, watching as they purr and push gently against your hands for more.
You look back at him, watching as he strains against the rope and your gaze softens. "Minnie, what's your color?"
"Green, so fucking green!" Minho answers enthusiastically, excited by this prospect. Your gaze hardens and your demeanor changes. 
"You better have cum. Got that?" You force his chin up and smack his cock, which twitches under the force.
"Y-yes master!"
"Worthless slut." You mumble, loud enough for him to hear, apparently, because he whines a little bit. 
"Do you want to do anything in particular to me?" You say, stroking Felix's cheek. 
"P-please master…can I eat you out?" Hyunjin's the one who pipes up first.
"Of course you can, Jinnie. Come here. Lix?"
"Want you to fill me up, master, please." Felix looks up at you with big eyes.
You smile softly. "Sure, kitten. I have a request to make of you both, okay?"
"Yes, master?"
"Can I mark you both?"
"Yes, please master, mark us, make us yours!" Both whine, cocks twitching.
You smile and straddle Hyunjin's lap, licking at his sweet spot, feeling him whimper softly in pleasure and throw his head back. He puts his hand over his mouth to stifle his sounds, but you grab his wrist and lower his hand. 
"Don't, kitty. I want to hear your pretty sounds." You whisper against his skin, eliciting a shiver from him. 
"Y-yes master~!" He full-on moans when you suck on the same spot. You move down and flick his nipples experimentally, watching him jolt under your touch and moan louder.
"Master, master, please, p-please be gentle, 'm sensitive!" Cries fall from his lips, ending in a loud moan as you press a kiss to his sensitive dick.
"I'll fuck you both tonight, how's that sound?" Felix's blonde tail swishes around happily at that, wrapping around Hyunjin's chest and playing with a nipple.
The new sensation has the black haired hybrid keening, cock twitching as he moans. 
"O-oh, Felix, baby, t-that feels so good~!"
You smirk and let Felix play with him and turn your attention to Minho, who's staring at them both kissing with a death glare. Their moans ring across the room, no doubt making him green with envy.
"What's wrong, Minnie? Jealous, are you~?" He grumbles and looks away.
"Only good kitties get what they want, got that?" You slap his thigh before returning to Felix and Hyunjin, who've already become messy with saliva dripping down their chins from a sloppy kiss.
"Aw, my boys are all messy…my sweethearts. Hyunjin, you first. You can eat me out. Felix, you can do whatever else you want to me."
Hyunjin obeys and starts licking your rim, positively drooling at how you taste. He can feel slick leaking out of him, the wetness sticking to his thighs. He moans against you, spit coating his lips and tongue as he gently fucks it in and out of you. You groan loudly as he brushes against your prostate.
"Ah, Jinnie, it feels so good, keep going baby, you're doing so good for me~"
The sounds you make have him seeing stars, dizzy with pleasure as his hole clenches around nothing. Likewise the wet sounds and the quiet, breathy moans are just another source of pleasure for you.
"So g-good, feels s-so good, master…" He murmurs and you groan, turned on by his husky voice, reaching behind you and finding his black locks, giving it a tug and hearing him moan sweetly.
Felix, meanwhile, had dropped to his knees and first ran his tail over your dick, you squirming a bit at the odd sensation before he took you directly into his mouth. You throw your head back at the double stimulation from both ends, Hyunjin eating you out and Felix sucking your cock. 
His tongue runs the length of your dick, tracing a throbbing vein and swirling around the sensitive head, earning multiple curses from you at how good he’s doing.
"F-fuck, I'm close, make me cum~!" You stutter out, bucking your hips into Felix's mouth and feeling him gag and moan around you.
The kisses that Hyunjin leaves around your rim are wet, purely filthy, and long, lingering even, kisses that make your head spin with pleasure. You bite your lip at the loud, breathy moans he makes before diving back in to eat you out again. The sounds are just so sinful that you clench harder around his tongue, hearing a yell of pleasure escape him.
The way he softly murmurs compliments against you as he continues to leave dirty kisses all over your clenching rim has you arching your back, his raw voice sending you over the edge. The contrast could not be more different.
"Master, can we cum, please?" Felix asks, muffled by your cock.
"Yes, you can cum whenever you want." You moan, climaxing in his mouth, pulling out your cock after he's swallowed it all. He's created his own puddle of cum on the floor, ivory spurts dribbling out of his cock.
You look over at Minho with a concerned gaze. Minutes had passed and there was absolutely no activity coming from his side of the room, which was quite unusual for a normally shit-talking Minho.
"Minho, do you want to stop? What's your color?"
"Y-yellow…I'm sorry, master…" Tears form in his eyes, knowing he spoiled the other hybrids' fun.
"Shh…no, don't be sorry, my lovely kitten. Here, let me untie you." You shush him and wipe away his tears, untying the rope around him. He rubs his wrists and hugs you tightly. You embrace him and kiss his forehead, stroking his sweaty hair. "Let's talk. What's wrong?"
"I…I don't feel good, being ignored like this. It makes me feel useless, like I'm some toy to be played with and then tossed aside." He frowns, brown eyes boring holes into the ground, his resolve cracking bit by bit. Hyunjin soothingly smooths a hand down the taut muscles of his back, watching his hyung for any sign of discomfort. Felix lays down on Minho's lap, gazing up at him. The older man’s hand automatically finds Felix's hair and strokes it for comfort, relaxing a little when he hears him purr.
"What do you want to do instead, Min?" You caress his cheek gently, feeling him lean into your touch.
"Y-you can still play with them, just…go rough on me afterwards. I wanna be involved too, y'know?" He shrugs helplessly, trying to communicate as best he can and trying not to get upset. Fortunately, you understand.
"Of course. Do you want the ropes still?" 
"N-no…they feel a little uncomfortable, but I'd rather use handcuffs." Minho smiles a little at that. You smile softly, putting the rope away and clicking a pair of black fluffy handcuffs around his wrists. He sighs in relief.
"Does this feel better, kitten?" You murmur softly, feeling a shiver run through him as you trace the dips and curves of his stomach, kissing his scar and making his breath hitch.
"Mm…so much better, master…"
Hyunjin twists his hand around his cock, thumbing over the slit once as his lips twist into a smirk. Minho moans softly. 
"Still rock-hard, aren't you, hyung~?" Felix murmurs quietly in a husky voice, seeing his cock twitch in Hyunjin's grip.
"Y-yes, p-please help h-hyung, will you, Felix?" His thighs clench and rub together, but you gently force them apart again, making him whine.
Felix smirks. "No, because you were a brat. I don't help brats." 
The look of (fake) betrayal on his face has you biting your lip to keep laughter at bay. Hyunjin's chewing on his lip, a barely hidden smile on his face. As for Felix, the smirk only grows wider.
"Aw, fuck you." Minho's tone is exasperated and directed at Felix as he rolls his eyes.
"Ah, I almost forgot about that, thank you for reminding me!" You reply smoothly, smiling sweetly at him. 
"Hyunjin, play with him. Ride him, but don't let him touch you." You command.
"Yes master!" Hyunjin smiles excitedly, the smile twisting into a smirk as he thinks about all the ways to torture him. Minho groans in response, knowing he's going to get blue-balled to no end because Hyunjin is a fucking tease.
"Felix, get on the bed, ass up, and your face down. You can rest it on the pillow, okay?" You direct him towards the bed. He bites his lip, tail swishing and ears twitching in excitement, and dutifully gets on it, laying his body down and resting his head on the pillow.
You groan softly, thinking about the feeling of sinking into his tight, wet heat. You stroke his tail, hearing him moan brokenly. "Mmh…master, please, don't tease me~!" 
His eyes flutter shut, dark lashes against sunkissed skin. Slick dribbles out of his fluttering hole, running down his leg. You lick it up, making him whimper softly. He tastes sweet, and you voice the thought.
"Mm, Yongbokie, you taste so sweet…" 
Shit, now he's really turned on. You use that only during sex, and that means that you are going hard tonight.
He moans at that, his hole clenching. "Master, fuck~! Please, fuck me, don't hold back, I want it rough tonight. Breed me, master!"
He knows you well, playing off your breeding kink. But to be fair, it might just be his heat talking. 
You enter smoothly with no problems, then shoot a glance at the pair of cat hybrids on the other side of the room. It's a sinful sight to behold.
Hyunjin fucks himself on Minho's cock at a fast pace, moaning loudly, almost drowning out Minho's somewhat loud grunts and groans. His eyes are closed, head thrown back and mouth open in a perfect O shape. He pulls all the way out and slams back down, clenching down on his dick and making Minho throw his head back. He's got him shaking, just begging to touch and being denied every time. Hyunjin growls degrading praises and teases—something along the lines of "Do you like that~? Like me fucking you like the whore you are~? Yeah~? Too bad you can't touch." Or "It's like your cock was made for me, such a good slut."—in his ear (you overheard) and Minho flushes a bit, turning a creamy pink and whimpering loudly. Sweet-smelling slick coats his cock, making a sticky mess of his thighs and the chair, dripping onto the floor. Good thing the chair doesn't have a cushion. Minho's slick leaks out of his hole too, the mess of both of their scents on the floor somehow creating a smell that's somehow deliciously sweet.
The room smells like chocolate—Hyunjin's scent—strawberry—Felix—roses—Minho, and just sex in general, which is you.
You kiss down Felix's neck, feeling him sigh in pleasure against you. Tracing the muscles of his back, you stroke his ears until he's moaning from even the slightest touch to his body. The thing about him is that soft strokes, anywhere, but especially his ears, make his entire body sensitive.
You gently trace his spine, hearing him whimper just a little bit before you gently knead his ass, feeling soft, smooth skin and hearing soft whines of "master" coming from him. The sounds he makes are beautiful, absolutely stunning. Nothing like the pornos. It's honestly adorable, how shy he gets when he makes those sounds. 
You slowly start to move, licking at his sweet spot. The blonde haired hybrid's eyes fall shut, freckles standing out against flushed cheeks and mouth open, soft moans spilling from lips red from kissing. His velvety walls clench gently around your cock, breath hitching as the head of your cock brushes against them as you pull out and slowly push back in. His slick coats your cock and some drips out, so you take it on your index and middle fingers and put it up to his mouth. He eagerly sucks on them, moaning at the taste of himself on your fingers. 
You start building speed, drilling into the spot that drives him crazy. The hot, wet kisses you trail down his neck are dizzying bliss, making him moan loudly. Groaning loudly, you growl in his ear. "Shit, you're so wet for me, aren't you, baby?" He whimpers at that. "Y-yes master, so wet, just for you…"
The way his skin slaps against yours and the resulting filthy sounds that ensue makes you growl and go faster, drilling into his prostate with every thrust. He screams, gripping your arms and holding you impossibly close, leaving red crescent-shaped marks on them. Your muscles flex as you slam back up into him and he whines incoherently. (Your muscles are always a turn-on for him.)
He screams out a warning that he's going to cum, and you wrap a hand around his cock, pumping the shaft and seeing him bite his lip as he cums with a euphoric sigh.
"Does that feel better, my kitten?" You coo in his ear, feeling him nuzzle his head against your neck.
"So much better, master…thank you so much…" 
"I got you, honey. Just relax for me, okay? I’m going to be right back, hm? Just rest." You stroke his hair and kiss his head, smiling softly as he lifts his heavy head to kiss your cheek.
He falls asleep, his heat broken, as you stroke his hair and coo sweet nothings to him.
Hyunjin and Minho's moans ring across the room, you walking over to see that they've cum at least once already, considering there's white on the floor and on their cocks.
"How many times did you cum, boys?"
Hyunjin stops bouncing, unintentionally edging Minho and earning a frustrated whine from him.
"I came once, hyung came twice."
"Good boy, Hyunjin. You think you can give me one more? Do you want me to touch you or can you do it?" Your tone is caring as you stroke his plump bottom lip with the pad of your thumb.
"P-please touch me, master…" He whimpers softly, nuzzling into your arm.
"Such a good boy. Of course I will, Jinnie." You turn to Minho with a wickedly biting smile. "And you, you aren't going to cum again. Not in Hyunjin. The next time you'll be coming is in the shower untouched. Got that?"
His breath shudders in a moan as he nods.
Hyunjin bounces up and down again, making Minho cry out in pleasure, tears rolling down his cheeks. You tease the head of his cock, making loud cries of yours and his name fall from his plump lips.
"Hyun-" Minho's eyes roll back, signaling that he'd cum soon. You grab the base of his cock, stopping his impending orgasm and ripping a disappointed groan from him.
Hyunjin finishes with a loud, high-pitched whimper, his heat decreasing and slowly breaking. You coo softly as he pulls off and collapses into your arms. "That's my good boy. You've done so well for me, I'm so proud of you."
He smiles, whispering softly. "T-thank you, master…"
"Of course, sweetheart." You lay him down on the bed and clean both Hyunjin and Felix with a washcloth. The blonde cat hybrid's tail wraps around the black cat hybrid's body, pulling him close and cuddling with him. He turns in his embrace and falls asleep.
"Your turn, kitty."
It's going to be a long night for Minho.
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sonderonpluto · 1 year
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could we get nsfw/kink hcs for rangiku and yoruichi with a male! dom! s/o? please and thank you!!!
Hellooo, I wasn’t rlly sure how to write Yoruichi with a dom male reader, but I did do Rangiku, and I’ll probably post another one with her that’s kind of a oneshot & headcanon mixed together. Sorry for not being able to do your full request! I just wanted to go ahead and post what I had rather than taking years trying to figure out what to do for Yoruichi. I’ll probably attempt to write her with a male dom again later on. Thanks for the request!
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PAIRING: Rangiku Matsumoto x Male!Dom!Reader
CONTENT WARNINGS: Smut, Vaginal sex, whatever else you want to call it, Degradation, Dub-Con, Edging, Face-fucking, male!dom!reader, sub rangiku, brat rangiku, Kinda possessive reader, Dumbification?, maybe other stuff i’m missing (please tell me if there is in the comments)
A/N: fun fact for some reason i thought you were talking about rengoku from demon slayer & in preparation of beginning to write i finally figured out that I COMPLETELY mixed up there names😭Also, this is my first time righting nsfw/smut so please have mercy on me 🙏🏽🙏🏽anyways enjoyyy
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Rangiku is an attractive woman, and she knows that, so of course she’ll use it to her advantage to get something she wants. (Wether that’s you or new clothes from the world of the living.)
She finds that the best way to get you riled up is either by teasing you or making you jealous. Sometimes she likes to do both.
When you’re in captain meetings she finds it fun to mess with the other lieutenants: she’ll push up her boobs by crossing her arms or simply move a little too close to them.
They never entertain her because they know why she’s doing it and getting on your bad side just wasn’t something they wanted to do.
Whenever the meetings end you always quietly grab her and take her to your room.
“Fuck!” she moaned
You hit just the right spots to have her clawing at the sheets and running. You push her head into the pillows and thrust into her cunt from behind.
“You’re such a little attention seeking whore, touching over Abarai right in front of me.”
You fuck her hard and rough, just to get your point across. But she’s so dumb for your cock she probably doesn’t understand a word you’re saying.
When you’re really angry, you don’t let her cum.
As soon as you feel her pussy getting just a little too tight, you pull out. Maybe even cum on her back, to let her know you don’t give a fuck how much she cries and begs.
She likes when you do whatever you want with her, though she’ll never admit it. She foams at the mouth hoping you’ll make her suck your dick.
Use her throat like a flesh light and shove her head on your length. It’ll have her dripping in minutes.
Her favorite thing is for you to give her pussy a couple of spanks. Cmon, she’s been a bad girl and she deserves it. Slap her ass too, and make sure she counts each one until she’s reached a certain number. As soon as she loses track she’s gotta start all over.
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joonlaksme · 2 years
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October 27th
Kim Taehyung - Heavy Petting (M)
You run your nails lightly down Taehyung's chest and he shivers in your wake. His fists, clenched and resting beside him as you requested. It was your job, after all, to tease him like this. To make him submit to you and succumb to all the fantasies he had that he hesitated to tell his previous relationships.
It was your job to make him feel like he was truly safe in his home and you did so happily. It was a plus for his devilishly good looks. Taking care of yourself wasn’t in the job description but being the one to make him kneel made you hard. Your fingers played along his ribs and he arched his back when you trailed your nails down his stomach, making his pectoral muscles flex.
You traced your fingers along his legs and watched him wince when you found his inner thighs. He tensed up when you ran your nails up and down his thighs.
"A-are you going to-" He starts, voice gathering backed up nerves.
"Shhh, let me make you feel safe baby. You're in my care." You replied, forehead pressing to his as you continued your motions.
Taehyung shuddered and moaned softly, head rolling to the side to look at the clock. An hour of your time to be just like this and he swore every hard earned dollar was worth it.
You ran your fingers over his bulge, smiling when his hips shot forward and he arched.
"Is this how you imagined it baby? Lightly touching you until you burst out if your jeans? Are they this tight for me?”
“Yes, p-lease, y/n.” He moaned, deep voice vibrating in his chest. "I-I…"
You leaned in and gave his forehead a quick peck before moving your face down to his. Your lips found his jaw this time, avoiding his lips purposely. Your nose brushed his and you inhaled his scent, loving how it smelled. You pressed your lips down his chest, as you moved your hands behind him to grip a handful of his ass. His moans and gasps turned into whimpers when you trailed your lips down to his belly.
Your tongue found its way to his navel and you smiled when he jumped and jerked in reaction. Just before your mouth could get to the place he wanted it the most, you replaced your tongue with your fingers. Stroking him through his boxers, you could tell he was dripping already. You smiled against his skin, tongue coming back out to play with his nipple before sucking it into your mouth.
"Mmm, you taste so good, Taehyung."
"Y-you, you…" was all he could manage before his words faded to a pained moan.
You smiled.
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chaepink · 7 months
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can u make headcannons on sub!yan’s tendencies in the relationship?
also can i be 🉑 or 🌝 anon?
dating sub!yandere boys hcs ♡
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sub!yandere boys when they date you.
wc: 1.1k+ words | masterlist
dom!fem!reader, unhealthy relationship, mention of killing/murder, both sfw and nsfw!, mention of feminization, bondage
note: yes you can be 🌝 anon!
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— your yandere would be possessive of you, even more compared to when you two were just friends
— well, you thought you two were just friends. he already assumed you two were together sometime earlier during his friendship with you
— he would do anything for you in order to make sure you're happy and safe
— a friend of yours is getting too touchy with you? well the next day that friend is ignoring you and when you confront them, they look at you scared and quickly scurry away from you. did your yandere do something to them? surely not
— a weird guy keeps following you around your neighborhood? well a couple of days later you see on the news that his body has been found near a river and weirdly enough, you havent seen your yandere on the days before the guy's death
— you complain to your yandere about how a teacher gave you a bad grade on something you worked so hard on? suddenly your grade changes to a A and that same exact teacher suddenly resigns from the school
— he'll try his best to know where you are most of the time and try to follow you back home to make sure you're safe (though its really obvious, you don't acknowledge him so he thinks he's actually doing something)
— but no matter how scary and possessive they are of you, they just want to be good for you, really
— its almost as if they're a puppy for you, always there for your beck and call
— give them a simple command and they'll do it immediately, no questions asked
— ask them to buy you a snack from the nearest store? he'll return back with a bagful of others that he thought you would like
— they're super clingy and always want to be near you
— somehow they manage to have the same exact classes that you have and at the same time. maybe you guys are just lucky? little do you know that your yandere hacked into the principal's computer to change his schedule to fit with yours
— if you're sick, they would immediately fetch you some medicine and make so many bowls of your favorite soup that you're not sure you could finish them all
— they would be so sad when you're sick cause that means they can't be as close as they usually are with you :(
— in bed, nothing changes at all. rather, he becomes even more infatuated with you
— they're still so good and obedient for you, always following your commands. its cute
— like what i said with him doing it with no hesitation, your yandere is eager to do what you say
— tell him to get on his knees? say less as he's already doing so, staring up at you with such innocent eyes
— tell him to open his mouth for you to stick your fingers inside? he opens wide and sticks out his tongue in such a sinful manner, hazy eyes absolutely begging you to make him choke on your fingers as drool drips down his chin
— order him to suck your strap and get it all wet? he's quick to get in between your legs and get his hands on the fake dick, his mouth going straight to bobbing it up and down and gagging as it hits the back of his throat. he'll try to subtly grind his hard on against your foot without you noticing but you do anyways but he's being a good boy so you allow it
— and oh my god is he so shameless in public
— no hesitation in telling you what he wants you to do to him when there are people around
— you'll be at brunch with some of your friends and suddenly you'll feel a hot breath on your ear, such sinful words coming soon after
"im wearing lingerie under my clothes, your favorite set too. wouldn't you like to just ruin me right here and now? make me cry and look so pretty while you show everyone im yours?"
— safe to say that you immediately dragged him to the family bathroom and fingered him until he was gripping onto you for dear life, begging and crying out for you to stop and take pity on him (he's lying about wanting you to stop)
— when you're out with errands or just at work, he'll take such sinful pictures of himself to send to you randomly
— the pictures would include his legs spread out, a obvious bulge in his underwear, and something adorning his body whether its lingerie, a maid outfit, or rope that's tied so tightly on him
— if he's feeling like teasing you even more, he'll send whimpering audios that beg you to come home and fuck him and if you listen close enough, you'll hear some wet noises that let you know that he's masturbating
"f-fuck, [name] come back s-soon, please? i-i miss you so much! i- ah! i-im wearing your favorite outfit right now! i'll be a g-good ngh boy waiting for you ♡"
— itll end up with you rushing home after you're finished to fuck him dumb in that outfit, making it stained with his tears and cum
— he knows you can't really get him pregnant but your yandere just loves those straps with cum in them that you can just shoot inside him whenever you're fucking him fast and rough
— that'll make his eyes roll back and head throw backwards as he lets out such a loud mewl at the feeling of your fake cum filling him up
— and afterwards he'll tease you by using his fingers to push the cum thats gushing out of his hole back in before licking his fingers
— although your yandere is a good boy for you most of the time, theres times where he's a brat
— he'll talk back to you whenever you command him to do something or cum without permission
— but just some long edging or overstimulation will break him and turn him into a sobbing mess
— tying his hands to the headboard and keeping his legs spread apart whilst a vibrator is inside him on the highest setting is his favorite punishment
— your yandere thinks you don't know that since you do it all the time but you actually do know it, you just love the way his face is stained with his drool and tears while his chest and the sheets underneath him is covered in his cum afterwards
— such a slut but we love him for it
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ty for reading to the end! ❤ - chaepink
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heartsforhavik · 3 months
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superfan! yandere boy x gn! popstar reader
✰ warnings: stalking, obsessiveness, breaking and entering, nsfw, masochist yandere, overstimulation, thigh riding, bondage, male masturbation, unhealthy behavior, average yandere tendencies, male yandere oc (he’s very pathetic and perverted, it’s giving “step on me” energy.) gender neutral reader
✰ a/n: heyyyyy guess who isn’t dead.. i literally open tumblr every 3 minutes i just haven’t been posting. but i’m hereeeee lol. here’s a random yandere oc post, sorry it’s not mortal kombat. (tbh i have faded away from my mk obsession and now i am obsessed with until dawn, the quarry, tlou, and rdr.)
part two here!
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superfan! yandere boy that buys all of your merchandise and streams your music on loop 24/7. even while he sleeps.
superfan! yandere boy that commissions artists to draw you and him together in different styles. some of them may depict him on a cute date with you, and some are more explicit and depict you stepping on him or choking him.
superfan! yandere boy that sneaks into your concerts if he didn’t manage to buy a ticket. no matter how strong your security is, he will always manage to find a way in and pretend he's just a regular fan.
superfan! yandere boy that will even sneak onto your house and film you through your window for hours, and then he would go home and touch himself to the footage of you.
superfan! yandere boy that wants to buy meet-and-greet tickets to see you, and be able to feel your presence up close and be able to speak to you personally. but as much as he craves your attention, he knows he wouldn't be able to handle it and would crumble immediately the second you look him in the eyes.
superfan! yandere boy that pays people to stalk you and take pictures of you when he can't do it himself. especially ones when you have a wardrobe malfunction.
superfan! yandere boy that goes to sleep every night fantasizing and dreaming of you. his particular favorite wet dream is of you letting him ride your thigh, grinding against your skin as a desperate attempt to feel any friction on his cock. your hands would roam around his body as he relishes in your attention, no matter where you touch him. any small nudge or brush against his skin would set his heart on fire and oh no where'd his pants go-
superfan! yandere boy that thinks you could do no wrong. you said something offensive and got yourself cancelled? he is your number one defender and would be threatening your naysayers on the internet. he would even go as far as to learn to hack just so he could delete their accounts.
superfan! yandere boy that almost WANTS to get caught. he knows he wouldn't be able to handle your attention, so he avoids it, but a part of him wants to get caught and outed for his perverted, stalker ways. he wants to hear you cuss him out and degrade him. he wants to see the disgusted look on your face as he is exposed for everything he did. spit on him, kick him, treat him like vermin, he doesn't mind. he gets off on the thought of you punishing him. he has a particular fantasy where your punishment for him is by tying him up and overstimulating him until he is crying, whimpering, and almost fainting. but he would still beg for more. no matter how long it lasts. it could be a week long and he still wouldn't be satisfied.
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2kiran · 2 months
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FRANCIS MOSSES 交易 ── `` DARK CONTENT﹕monsterfucking. top amab reader. doppelgänger francis. handjob. no protection + preparation. overstimulation. ✶ IN WHICH you unknowingly let the wrong francis inside.
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the prospect of you being fired—or worse, being put in a cell—was incredibly likely. enthusiasm of the milkman’s arrival being your final entry request for the day lead to your upcoming demise.
it shouldn’t be on you, both the blame and responsibility. the given identity document had indistinguishable information, merely an artist’s mistake as you finally realize that his eyebrows were just a tad thicker. his eyes were a bit too lively for the real francis.
realization dawned on you a second too late as you feel cold, but strangely simultaneously familiar and unfamiliar hands grab you from behind. before you could reach the rotary phone to contact the D.D.D., he grabbed your wrist and spun your chair around to face him.
francis, or so you thought, had a gentle smile plastered on his face but you knew better to tell that his intentions were far from truly kind. “don’t tell me you were actually going to let them kill me,” your jaw tightened, gaze hardening into a glare. he chuckled, hands landing on the armrests, so dangerously close to yours that were balled in fists to prevent yourself from punching his face.
when you didn’t respond, he continued. leaning in as he shook his head with a scoff, “aw, c’mon. . .we both know that you’re too much of a good sweetheart, yeah? please don’t try that again.” his saccharine voice was improbable, a subtle take of a threat behind his tone.
“you’re gullible enough to think i’d do that for you.” the tension between you was palpable, a thin thread that threatened to break at the tip of his finger. his lips pouted, sadness in his untrue eyes. “me? but you’re the one who let me in here,” he laughed, tone rather arrogant, “and i should thank you for that.”
if he were the real francis, you probably would have been making out with him by now. this doppelgänger was awfully confident, you wish you could break him. see tears fall down to his round cheeks, lips trembling as pleas tumbled out of his pretty lips.
these thoughts were idiotic. but fuck, he was near enough to the milkman, the clueless neighbor who could care less about it all. “want me to spare you? or—” you cut him off, lips connecting with his. francis was surprised, but welcomed it nonetheless. his hand came up to your neck, sliding towards your hair. groaning as he gently, almost experimentally, tugged at it. tongue met tongue, a clash of saliva and mess. you bit onto his bottom lip, eliciting a soft moan.
“mmph, and here i thought you hated me.” he grinned, panting, “what gave you that idea?” you place a kiss on his chin, “because you tried to get rid of me, and the fact that. . .i’m not him.” grabbing his hips, he let out a yelp. he scrambled to hold onto your shoulders for dear life, gasping when he felt your teeth graze against his neck. “seems like i’ve struck a nerve, hu—haah, fuck!”
a lewd moan had escaped him, your teeth sinking into his flesh. it was far from gentle, biting him like you wanted to see him bleed. he was simply a doppelgänger that you stupidly let in, after all.
the pink muscle settled in your mouth lapped at the bite, cueing francis to whimper at the sensation. he moved closer on your lap, grinding against your crotch. the action could’ve been mistaken for something relating to a dog; for he seemed like a bitch in heat. quite uncharacteristic for his kind. “you’re pathetic, mosses.”
francis, beyond belief, was affected by the use of the stolen surname more than you anticipated. his hips trembled, “that’s, haah, not my fault. you made me like this. fucking a– ah! doppelgänger, really? they’d surely co– come for you next.” his cock twitched, spilling pre-cum that formed a wet patch on his boxers. you were a lowly human, another one to get rid of, so why does he feel this way?
silence was met with his words. not until you pull down his pants, taking off what was left until his lower half was bare to you. “oh yeah? you’re letting me fuck you,” your fingers wrapped around the base of his dick, giving a single stroke, “you’re not even trying to fight back against me, honey.”
he whined, beginning to selfishly rut into your palm. “what were you going to say?” francis doesn’t respond and you twist your wrist, a cry slipping from him. you asked on a whim, wishing to hear what he planned besides allowing you to carry on with your life. “i-i don’t know!” your thumb presses down on his slit, causing him to wrack his brain to remember. “ah, ah, i meant to ask if you wa- want me to kill you right he— hmmng!” his voice wobbled as if he was fearful, tears in his eyes and he’s suddenly ethereal.
“do you still want to do that? to end my life?”
“no, no, please, i didn’t mean it.”
you tease the vein that ran on his shaft, never failing to witness the face he makes when he’s within the depths of pleasure; of that high he never dared to reach. oh, if only if it was francis mosses. the real one, the one you’re so curious about, the one who your eyes like to linger on a bit too long for comfort. your pace picks up, palm slick with his pre-cum and the room’s sinful with his sobs and arousal.
francis moans under his breath, “i’m cumming-!” he warns a second too late, hips bucking as the familiar fluid splatters across your fingers. the doppelgänger was your very own legendary mona lisa with how his face is painted with all shades of red.
when you swipe your thumb over his tip, he swore he had a glimpse of the deity he didn’t have the conscience to worship.
beliefs were foolish; it was his opinion. with that, he thought you were the one insane. doppelgängers aren’t flawed with such imperfections like humans are. he didn’t need to be prepared for situations similar to this, and you used his inhumanity for your pleasure.
“ughm, agh!” you had wordlessly given your cock a few pumps, no more than that before slipping inside of his tight hole. the tiniest beginning of guilt threatened to engulf you with shame, but why should you allow it? his mere purpose and intention was to murder.
his hole spasmed around you, freely welcoming the intrusion. maybe they were quite useful after all. he whined, his insides tingling with the stretch. the doppelgänger has never felt so full, or genuinely anything, for that matter. “please—fuck, move already, damnit.” he, himself, was breathless.
how could you deny him?
your hands grasped his hips tightly, like you wanted to indent a marking into his flesh. cold emanated from your palms, contrasting to the heat licking at his cheeks. he’s lighter than you’d expect, hole gripping you as if he was a fleshlight. lifting him up, your tip was held onto. heavenly; as the way he wrapped around you was undeniably heavenly.
sensing his apparent impatience, you let him crash down on you. a broken gasp-of-a-moan occupied the air, globs of pre-cum building on his slit. “yeah, fuck me like that,” he breathed, instructions hazily clear to your sex-deprived brain. his ass slapped, slapped, slapped against you. shit, the D.D.D. surely ought to give you a punishment worse than death for this.
he clung onto you, both with his arms and entrance. you don’t think you could really get enough—as vague as this memory could get. your tip brushes against his prostate with each harsh thrust, slick sounds adding onto the cotton pressed into his little head, forming static and nothing else to focus on besides your cock pounding into him. “you’re liking this- ahngm! right? like how good i feel? haa, needed your dick in me s’ bad. . .”
he pushed his hips forward, grinding on your cock as he purposely clenched. “thaaaat’s it, sweetheart. think ‘m gonna keep you.”
yeah, let’s hope your neighbors forgive you for indulging in him.
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rodolfoparras · 2 months
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Don’t cry over spilled milk (or do)
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Pairing: The Milkman x Male reader
Content warnings: 18+, anal fingering, Francis is one vocal fellow
Thinking about Francis Mosses who’s always been considered the perfect top, mostly because of his size- getting to bottom for the first time in his life.
Down on all four, with his ass in the air big fat cock uselessly hanging between his legs, and feeling himself flushing red from being in such a vulnerable position.
Besides the embarrassment brewing in his gut, he feels restless just laying like that , so used to being able to see what his partner is doing to him, now he can only rely on the feeling of your two thumbs prying his cheeks apart, and exposing the sensitive flesh to the cold air.
Goosebumps raise across his skin, a sharp breath escapes his lips and he can feel the impatience growing inside of him. “Come on come come on just hurry up!,” he hisses out, feeling even more vulnerable from the way your gaze seems to be burning into the pink flesh of his ass.
“Patience love” you say, hand firmly landing on his cheek, and as much as he’s embarrassed to say it, the action manages to silence him.
His dark eyes glare down at the bright white sheets, thumbs fiddling with the loose threads of it, trying to ignore how his face must be as red as the cheek you just slapped while you freely ogle at him.
“Anybody told you that you look pretty like this hm?” You say, thumbing curiously at his puckered rim, but not adding enough pressure to push your finger inside him.
Another wave of embarrassment washes over him, and he feel the urge to cuss you out with every curse word to exist in the English language but he knows but he knows by doing so you, you’ll further prolong this.
So he clears his throat, swallows down his pride before he mutters the word “No,”
A contended hum escapes your lips, your hot breath washing over his skin and this time he knows your face is just a hair away from his puckered rim. “Well you are,” you say, words as firm as your grip on him. “So so pretty”
And you’re so so close yet so far away.
He clears his throat again, swallows the last bit of pride in him before he utters the words “Please just please-“
“What is it sweetheart? What do you want hm?” You say, amusement clear in your voice. He can even feel the way the tip of your nose drags along his bottom half, doing everything and anything in your power to wind him up and he doesn’t know how much more he can take before he combust.
“Please just please fuck me!” He cries out, tears threatening to spill from his glassy eyes but all the air is suddenly punched out of his lungs when you slip the tip of your finger inside.
There’s a slight sting that comes with the stretch, body momentarily tensing as you carefully work your finger inside him”Oh! Oh oh fuck!”
“Francis? You okay?” You say, carefully massaging the pink flesh.
With each brush of your finger tip; the burning sensation dulls a bit and he feels himself relax back onto the sheets, a soft hum rolling off his tongue before he manages to properly answer you. “Good, it’s good,” he hums out, as he further relaxes into your touch.
Eventually the stinging sensation completely subsides and he starts feeling empty with only your fingertip inside. “More, please more,” he grunts out hips subconsciously buck up into your hand.
“Such a demanding little thing” you say to him as a chuckle escapes your lips but you don’t waste a second working your finger deeper inside of him til you’re buried knuckles deep, and tactically grazing the wall of nerves that sends sparks of pleasure through his body, specially down to his dick.”Mmph-God! Just- ah just like that”
This isn’t something he’s felt before, your touch feels ever so intoxicating especially when your calloused finger grazes the sensitive wall of nerves and before he realizes what he’s doing he finds himself begging for more, greedy as ever and drunk on pleasure.
It doesn’t take much before you fulfill his wish, pushing two fingers past his puckered rim, the stinging sensation briefly returning , as he gets used to the feeling of having two thick digits inside of him. “Come on sweetheart, you can take it yeah? I know you can” he hears you say, familiar word spilling past your lips and for a brief seconds he imagines the times he’d been the one to say it when he had someone under him.
Eager to prove himself, he starts fucking himself back onto your digits, something that starts off slow as he gets used to the stretch before he increases the pace. “Ugh fuck - fuck feels so so good yes yes yes!!”
By this point he doesn’t register when you work a third finger inside of him, only registering the fullness that comes with it and the way your hand slides between his legs, gently palming his ballsack
“Look at you love, haven’t even fucked you yet you’re already so close to cumming,” You say , puncturing every word with a thrust to his prostate while tugging at his hard and weeping dick.
Francis couldn’t care less about the fact that you’re taunting him, couldnt care less about how pathetic he looks like this, all he can care about is how every thrust - every stroke, has him inching closer to his orgasm.
“Please oh god please -“ He cries out, begs and pleads sounding something akin to a mantra, fingers practically digging holes into the mattress and the muscles in his thighs cramping up from how hard he’s fucking himself onto your hand.
It doesn’t take much before he feels his toes curl, pulse roaring in his ears as a wave of hot white pleasure washes over him.
“Ah ah God ‘m cumming ‘m cumming please-“ he cries out, feels himself spill all over the sheets and his thighs, body shaking as you continue to milk his cock.
“Stop- stop, please.” He finally slurs out, once there’s nothing but pathetic spurts of cum coming from his cock, hand blindly pushing you away from him before he finally slumps down onto the mattress.
Exhaustion creeps up his bones, eyelids feeling heavier than ever and all of a sudden he feels himself fading away in the dream land.
“Ah, ah ah,” he hears you say, the sound of your sharp voice snapping him awake. “We’re not done here,”
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wrioluvr · 6 months
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sub yandere inmate x gn! prison warden reader
thank u all for 1000+ notes on my last post omg....<3 short fic about an idea i had as i work on part 2 of the sub yandere x himbo reader ♡♡♡ kinda wriothesley inspired coz thats bae...
cw: mentions of nsfw
"so let me get this straight." you sighed, looking at the man who was currently on the other side of the bars in disappointment. "you beat up some of the other inmates and got into a fight because.... they were talking shit about me?"
"exactly..... they were saying you were too strict! but they don't know how much you care for us.... such ungrateful bastards." his last words came out with an obvious distaste. he held the bars of his cell tightly, looking into your eyes imploringly for any sign of validation. "aren't... aren't you proud of me?"
you pinched the bridge of your nose in frustration. "no. you can't just hurt other people for my sake. i'm your warden. i can handle a few snarky comments." he had always been rather attached to you, but he had been acting overly clingy and whiny in the past few weeks. you wondered if solitary confinement was finally getting to his head.
at your words, he crumbled a little, sadness evident in the lines of his pout. your approval meant everything to him, so you being annoyed with him was the worst feeling in the world. but all of a sudden, he perked back up, seemingly coming up with a devilish idea. his voice dropped to a low whisper. "you know.... if you're that upset with me, i'm always ready for punishment." to get his point across, he pressed his ass to the bars, moaning softly as he felt the cold metal graze his hole. "a spanking would be perfect."
you immediately took a step back, glaring at him. "i don't believe in corporal punishment." you said sternly, trying to deter him from getting any more perverted ideas in his head. "you're not even really interested in getting better, are you?"
"whaaat. i am! come onnnnn. the only way you can get me to behave is if you spank me. i'll be a good boy. i promise."
"you know what would be a better punishment?"
"what?" his eyes light up at the thought of you taking the initiative to put him in his place.
"if i don't partake in your twisted scenarios and leave right now. try not to get into any more fights, okay?" you walked away, shaking your head as you wondered what on earth you would do with this pathetic man.
"seriously? no! come back...." he whined, slumping back down onto his bed, defeated. but at least he had got your attention with that stunt... you had been paying far more attention to the other inmates recently.
he giggles to himself, staring up at the ceiling of his cell. a few years meant nothing, if it meant that once he was out he could live out the rest of his days as your malewife, taking care of your every need. that was the one thing keeping him going. you wouldn't be so cruel as to deny him of his fantasy, would you?
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boozenboze · 1 year
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Your a Spade
Chishiya x Male reader
Female,She/Her,and She/They/ dni
Type-Fluff
Warning-Blood,mentions of reader being taller,flirting
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Everyone in the room seemed equally suspicious but a girl named Arumi made an idea to create a group.At first one person joined and then another turnt into another.Some people in the prison chose to just get a partner and stick to that since it seemed to be more risky to group with several other people.Although one person decided to stay by themselves while carefully playing with his nails.He listened to the girl as she walked over to everyone asking the same question.
“You wanna join our group?”She would ask every time to anyone who wasn’t in a group.She had asked him if he wanted to join them but he declined which made everyone suspicious of him.M/n knew that she was no good, no matter how kind she seemed, it was just something about her that set him off.That feeling probably comes from knowing your playing a game that toys with your emotions.That feeling caused him to keep to himself,and it only made the others suspicious of him.Despite their wariness of the man he only seemed to be minding his own business.But hey they don’t have to worry about him now since the girl and the group that she formed were all dead.Now this how we are where we are now,The Jack of Hearts game only had six people remaining.Chishiya was screwed,and he knew that himself.Why is that you may ask.Well since his partner didn’t give an answer in time before the timer went off,the collar on his neck went BOOM.
Well enough of that,we’ll now be talking about an e/c eyed male who is making his way to the cafeteria in hopes of getting a pack of strawberry cookies.As he made his way into the room,he approached the shelves with all the foods and was now scanning the variety of items to choose from.When his eyes finally landed on what he wanted,he picked up the pack of cookies that were contained in a pink packaging.He smirked before opening the packaging and was about to take a bite of one of them before a voice caught his attention.
“These taste better you know.”The male said while holding up a pack of cookies that were contained in yellow packaging.The e/c eyed male looked down at him with an eyebrow raised.
“And you know that how?”The male remarked as the other male smirked slyly.
“I know because I’ve had them several times already,you should try them.”He said while holding up one of his own cookies.The h/c haired male hummed in response before taking a bite of his strawberry cookies.
“Also would you mind telling me what my symbol is?I tried to ask the lady but she ignored me and I don’t have a partner to tell me what it is.”The shorter male added on while looking up at the e/c eyed male.The mentioned male hummed before approaching the blonde to tell him his symbol,but not before he stuck one his cookies into the other males mouth.
“Well you good sir are a diamond confirmed.”He said while moving the males hair back into its original position.Chishiya turnt around,now facing the male as he slowly chewed on the flavorful treat with a small blush on his cheeks.M/n eyed the shorter males bag of cookies before taking one for himself and tasting it.
“Hmm,I do gotta say you have taste but…I think mine may be a bit better.”The h/c haired said before patting the males head and walking away,although he didn’t get far before hearing the sound of the blondes voice.
“Your a spade by the way!”The male said,while continuing to chew the cookies with blush adorning his features.
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melonn-soda · 5 months
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❝ PERSONAL STREAM (A Little Too Personal..) ❞
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warnings: subbot! cis male reader, domtop! cis male kamo choso, camboy! choso, slight dumbification?, praise kink, reader referred to as a size queen (term is used for a man), mention of edging (choso), mentions/descriptions of manhandling
prompt: congratulations! you just won a solo fan call with your favorite camboy! hope you have fun watching him getting off to you being just the goodest boy ever :)
notes: a gift for and and idea from @sooniebby I jus made it into a choso fic. I've been holding it off for a while now, I think. this isn't as good as had wanted it to be but it's fine regardless. not beta read, sorry not sorry
fem aligned dni
you can’t believe it.
you actually can’t believe what you’re reading right now.
in your email inbox, something you barely ever check unless needed to, had a message from the user of a porn website (not your proudest moment) that you signed up on just to watch his videos, telling you that you won this month’s drawing. you had to stand up, walk around, eat breakfast, and come back to your computer to see if it was still there. if it was still real. you swore you’ve never felt so excited yet so scared in your life.
to know that, somehow, you won that solo fan call, to know that he’ll be jerking off for you, to know that no one else can see him but you, talking to you, and- shit. you were getting hard. you looked back at your computer screen. the email is still there. you’re not crazy. you feel like you are though.
the roll of the cheap gaming chair you bought from amazon sounded muffled in your ears as you backed away from your computer, getting up to get ready for the day with that email still lingering like an itch on your scalp that you can’t seem to satisfy. you need to get to work.
your co-workers noticed the blank stare in your eyes as you slipped on your chef coat and pants, hands on autopilot as you tucked hair into your hat and tied the apron around your waist. it smelled of fresh detergent since they just washed your uniform. your friend had to even point out that you cut your finger when dicing onions because you were too out of it to even notice. or was it that working in the food industry made your fingers numb to the sensation since it happens so many times? ... huh.
when you got back home, you opened up the email again. it’s still there. it’s still real. did you want it to be fake? part of you says yes but the majority of you hoped not. i mean, you’ve been following this guy for.. what, months now? lord knows how much money you’ve sent to him. he wants to start the call at 7pm on discord.
you thought he might use something else other than that app but he was probably just using an alternative account and he most likely changes his user after every raffle. if you were him, you would do the same thing.
...
you should probably take a shower.
it was 6:40 and your hair was still damp with water, towel resting on your shoulders to catch any stray droplets from getting your shirt wet. you kind of wanted to back out. the fear of being one to one with the camboy you’ve been fantasizing about for a long while now was scaring you a bit.
fingers fidgeting with the paper stars littering your desk and your foot rapidly tapping against the floor, you watched the seconds go by on your desktop. your dominant hand reaches for your mouse and highlights his username to copy it and paste it onto the add user section, sending the friend request to see that he accepts it not even 2 minutes later. ...was he getting ready?
your webcam was sitting on your desk, not properly hooked onto the top of your computer. it was plugged in but you hardly ever use it so it just sits where it is. should you set it up? ..no, you didn’t feel like it. your mic was completely ready though, as always. you and your friends would always play together on call, so it was your most used piece of equipment.
4 minutes.
your stomach twisted in anxiety.
choso sighed as he applied lotion all over his torso, all too used to the way he prepared everything during streams and bonus videos locked behind an even bigger paywall. this sidegig he was doing felt like a chore sometimes but money was money, and by god did this account make him a lot of it.
lots of women flocked to his account, entranced by the way his voice stuttered whenever he close, his hips that instinctively jerked because his hand wasn’t able to move any faster, and the whimpers that teared into the mic when he came all over his hands and milked himself for all that he’s worth. they mostly talked about how perfect his dick looked but that was an average comment in his chat.
he saw the friend request notification pop up on his computer and figured he’d at least get his cock hard before the call even started. he put on some random porno in the background, stroking himself with little care and when he got half-hard, he figured that would’ve been enough. he accepted the friend request and close the tab with the video playing, looking over to see that he had 4 minutes until he would start the call.
fingers moving expertisley across the keyboard, he made sure to tell you that the first 30 minutes of this session was free, any longer and you would have to start paying up. you replied with a very short, “got it.” and left it at that. you seemed to type out something more before it quickly went away, causing choso to raise an eyebrow. were you scared?
35 seconds.
choso was getting tired of waiting, so he began the call. unbeknownst to him, you freaked out when you heard the ringtone rumble through your speakers, hesitating to accept the call. in the end, you did anyway because you didn’t have to pay for this private session for 30 whole minutes.
the half-curse’s hand went back to his dick, stroking it with barely any passion behind his movements. however, he wasn’t expecting to see the face of the winner from the drawing within 5 minutes of the call, teeth biting into his fist as his other hand’s fingers worked himself open. choso swore he was no longer half-hard, dick twitching to life in his hands, pre already leaking from the tip of his cock.
he was used to mostly knowing that women were behind the screen and heavily suspected that you might’ve been one- but fuck, to know that another man was getting off to his voice, his cock, drove him wild.
maybe he’ll get rid of that 30 minute rule.
you didn’t mean to turn your webcam on.
you could feel your stomach sink when you could see yourself on full display for the camboy in the discord call. it was too late to turn it off now. whatever. you only live once.
“aren’t you just the cutest?” you aren’t sure why you flinched but the way his voice carried those words certainly got you feeling things, “how about you turn your mic on too, yeah? wanna hear your pretty voice.”
shakily, the hand you were biting on reaches for your mouse and you click unmute. your fingers that were inside you accidentally pressed against your prostate, causing a loud moan to fall from your lips, immediately slapping your hand over your mouth to silence yourself. you don’t want to get a noise complaint from the neighbors... again. the first time having to explain that to an officer was embarrassing enough.
“good boy,” he grunts into the mic, bucking his hips up with a loud smack coming from his end of the call, “jus’ the sweetest little thing, aren’t ya? betcha’d be just absolutely adorable if i were to fuck you stupid. it hasn’t even been 15 minutes and you’re drooling all over your pretty fingers.”
you didn’t even notice that you’ve been panting so much that spit began to run down your chin, too absorbed in the way the camboy’s dick spilled even more pre over his massive hands. fuck, just how strong could he be? could he manhandle you? yank your head back using your hair as a handle while blowing your back out? shove you down on his cock because you simply weren’t riding him fast enough?
“you got a dildo on you, baby?” he asks you, his hand slowing down to a stop. his words pulled you out of your abundance of fantasies to shift your focus back into reality, vision a little blurry from the tears resting on your eyelids.
you managed to fumble out a small, “mhmm..” just loud enough for him to hear and he tells you to grab it. in a slight daze, you reach into one of your many desk drawers to pull out the toy that sat in its box, already cleaned from its prior use.
“do a favor for me, yeah? put it in nice and slow, imagine it’s my cock stuffing you full. how big ‘s your toy? five- six inches?” he sure likes to ask a lot of stuff, you notice.
“‘s seven..” you mutter, wincing when you push the toy inside your hole, stretching you full and your mind goes numb.
he chuckles, deep and breathy and shit- “so you’re a size queen? that’s what they call it, right?” he starts pumping his fist around his cock again, albeit slower than before. you would take a bet that he was edging himself, “that’s it. such a good boy f’me.”
legs quaking in place, you managed to get it all inside you. sitting on it was much harder on your chair than you anticipated, the current position you were holding getting uncomfortable. cautiously, you lifted your hips, wrapping your hand around your own dick and giving it a few strokes while breathy moans left your lips, slamming yourself back down on the dildo. your eyes widened in surprise as the tip of it pressed against your prostate, a loud whimper echoing throughout your room.
“fuck-! you’re so cute, mmph- k-keep going, baby. i’m getting close- ah!” you could see that his hand was moving much faster than when you last looked up at your camera, quick breaths and filthy pleas paired with the desperate thrusts of his hips.
 stumbled cries left your lips when you began to keep up with his pace, fingers getting sticky with pre as you continue to stimulate yourself. through blurred tears, you could see his hips rut one last time before a stifled moan left his throat and his fist was coated with his cum, dripping onto his pants.
he winces at the overstimulation from just shifting his hand to let go of his softening cock, grabbing a tissue to clean himself up while watching you bounce up and down your toy. you could even say he was jealous. even so, he could tell you were pathetically chasing your own orgasm, breathy sighs escaping from the confines of your lips. eyes closed in slight shame yet concentration, your thumb came up to the tip of your dick and rubbed, causing a yelp to slip through and your eyes opened once more.
however, you weren’t expecting to see the gorgeous face behind the creator of all those inappropriate streams you’ve watched the second your hips slammed back down on the dildo. 
“[name]..”
ropes of your own release spilling out of your dick, it finally registered in your head that the camboy was willingly letting you see this. your thighs quaked not only in nervousness but also in fear that you might get a boner again just from how handsome he was. his face was pale although dusted with a bright hue of red covering his cheeks, eyebags signaling a lack of sleep, he had some sort of black line going over the bridge of his nose and cheekbones, and slightly messy black hair tied up into short ponytails. if he wasn't attractive to anyone, he was at least attractive to you.
his pretty and slightly plump lips opened to speak once more, “do you.. wanna meet up in person..?”
“h-huh...?”
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alhaithamtit · 4 months
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cw: premature ejaculation, sextoys, dom!gn!reader
IMAGINE
fucking a virgin guy with a fleshlight. watching him sob and writhe underneath you as the tightness of the toy makes him cum in three pathetic thrusts. don't stop. use it on him until all that comes out of him are pathetic whimpers and moans. watch as he falls apart, his balls empty and orgasms dry.
gepard landau, dr. ratio, leviathan (obey me!), alhaitham, diluc ragnvindr, neuvillette
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l1tw1ck · 4 months
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stumbling into a cave coincidentally on the day the local beast is in heat...
top male reader x bottom male monster
cw: size difference, first time bottoming, breeding kink
The beast's saliva drips down onto your body in globs, it's strong hands holding you down onto the cool cave floor. It ruts against you, frotting against your cock desperately. Obviously this beast thinks it's going to fuck and breed you but you don't have any intentions of letting that happen. You've dealt with monsters before, ones bigger and stronger than this one. You can overpower it easily and you'll do just that.
The beast whimpers as your positions are reversed, his world being opened up to a new perspective as he soon finds out he doesn't have to be the one on top. He howls in pleasure as your fingers skillfully stretch open his ass. It's just your fingers inside him and he's already losing it. To think it was blind to such pleasure all this time, it makes it so much more eager to take your cock. He's so much bigger than you, he could crush you at any moment and yet here he is. Completely subdued. At your mercy and begging for more. Turns out that this big, scary, and powerful monster is really just a slut.
A great beast like this should never be in a position like this, with it's legs high in the air and it's monstrous cock flopping uselessly against it's stomach, but there's no way it can bother to uphold that principle now. Not when your cock is making him feel so fucking good. He should be ashamed for letting such a small human do this but he's not. How could he when you're giving him so much pleasure? Maybe it's the elders who are wrong, clearly this monster was meant to be bred like the good little whore he is.
He won't get pregnant but he's more than happy to be fucked like he will
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st4rrth0ughts · 5 months
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imagine fucking your pretty boy in a mating press... ♡
Hearing shrill sobs escape his lips as he's pounded into the bed, his legs dangling limply over your shoulder as he feels your cock spilt him in half. Letting out delirious shrieks and mewls when you reach so deep into his pussy that he swears he's seeing stars. Grab his hands and pin them above his face, not letting him grab onto anything or try and cover his pretty expression as fat tears drip down his cheeks. Make him beg for your knot, beg you to fill him up, get him pregnant. Cum deep and hard inside him, his voice breaking as he creams around your fat cock over and over again, eyes rolling back as he sobs and begs for mercy. Your seed dripping out of his abused pussy. Fuck your cum back into his red puffy cunt, break him until the only thing he can say and remember is your name~♡
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kalystatheevil · 7 months
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picture scaramouche bent over, hands tied behind his back, face pressed to a coffee table with you holding him from behind
tw: cursing, cnc, praise, humiliation, dom reader, unhealthy use of ellipses; (amab reader), 18+
you rub your glistening cock between scaramouche's spread asscheeks, almost moaning from the view alone. your precum is already leaking into the cracks, moistening them prettily.
"fuck, scara… what did i tell you, huh?" a sharp slap resounds, and scaramouche's right cheek immediately starts turning pinkish. the boy grits his teeth.
"go to hell you fucking psycho."
"mhhh…" your thumbs leave little indents in the supple skin of his ass. between them, a throbbing hole clenches nervously. "a psycho, am i."
scaramouche moans as you push the tip past the rim. you're sure he didn't mean to, but it still escaped his lips. slowly, you push just the tip in and out, watching intently as the skin spreads around the gland, swallowing it greedily.
"you stretch so beautifully, scara," you coo, a soft blush on your face. "so incredibly beautiful"
"stop— stop looking!" scaramouche growls. "it's—" he gasps loudly when the tip enters him yet again, face already red from all the blood gathering in his head.
"it's what, scara..."
"it's— ugly…"
at this, you click your tongue and stop. "ugly?"
scaramouche becomes angry, deflecting from his quickly rising shame. "yes, ugly. seriously, stop with this stupid game you're playing, i don't need you to act like you're into th—"
you thrust into him, deep and hard. scaramouche's words are lost in a strangled gurgle as his eyes roll back.
"it seems i need to fuck that thought out of you."
with one roll of your hands, you shorten the rope connected to his tied wrists, tugging them upwards. slowly, you start to roll your hips back, watching as the rim catches and slides over your cock. you moan. "aah, scara… you look so, so pretty like this"
"fuck… you… ngh— a-aahn…"
you breathe heavily. "fuck. fuck, scara. you take me so well. look at you, moaning like a slut..."
"shut— shut up. fuck. i'll kill you. i swear i'll fucking kill y— MGH!" you slam back into him. any further protest is drowned by the sound of thighs hitting flesh in sharp slaps as you start pounding into him. harder and harder you thrust back inside, needing to reach deeper, faster, harder.
it doesn't take long for scaramouche to lose his composure. on the surface of the coffee table, he rolls his head almost limply to the side. his eyes are blurry with pleasure, but still he tries to look at you out of the corner of his eye - to make you see exactly what you are doing to him.
you breathe a laugh, panting hard. under scaramouche's mouth, a steadily growing puddle of drool forms. he twitches, legs giving in.
you grab his hips so hard his skin will certainly bruise. scaramouche is not yet allowed to stop taking you. you stare and stare, fucking him until the world starts to tilt, until your cock feels numb from sheer pleasure, until you start twitching so hard that it's visible on the front of scaramouche's stomach—
you cum hard, gasping for air. white stars form in your vision, and you can feel your hands tremble on his soft skin.
"haha…" you laugh, out of breath. under you, scaramouche whimpers quietly.
after a moment, you pull out slowly. a thick line of cum connects the tip of your still slightly twitching cock with scaramouche's warm, fluttering hole. "ahh… fuck. my cum… hahaha… deep… deep inside you…"
scaramouche lets out another whine. his hole clenches before releasing a white drop of liquid. he whimpers, trying to say something.
"mh?" you ask, using your thumb to smear the droplet around the throbbing hole. "speak up, scara…"
amidst his wordless whimpers, you push your thumb inside and laugh again, feeling scaramouche milking it powerlessly.
"i wonder when you came…"
"mmglh…" scaramouche answers. when something warm touches his freely leaking cock, he flinches lightly. a moan tumbles over his lips. with the palm of your hand, you rub the tip of his soft erection.
"or rather… how many times." scaramouche's eyes slowly roll backwards. with a grin, you raise your hand back up and glide your tongue over the palm, humming appreciatively at the taste. "yum ~"
"no…more…" scaramouche finally breathes. "can't…" your arm slings around his belly. with ease, you lift him up. "ahn—"
"no more? no more, scara?"
"no... more..."
"but baby..." you place a soft kiss on his temple.
"we were just getting started."
[formatting shamelessly stolen from scara smut writer @hanxku]
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tra1nchi · 1 month
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Omg Imagine fucking your sons teacher so he won’t fail his classes🫣
Best dad ever reward,,MINORS DNI!! Top male reader,, Dilfy reader woah,, Degradation,, over desk,,
Your son was a hassle,, you wouldn't say he was a disappointed nor was he a burden but getting calls from the principal of his school multiple times a term was not something you enjoyed!!
He would always come up with bullshit excuses that he was only messing or that he didn't mean to!! But you knew better,,he was your own son!! You could obviously tell when he was lying,,
Getting called in by his teacher to have a one on one meeting,,showing up in your best clothing to show your sons teacher that you weren't some deadbeat dad that was condoning this kind of behaviour!!
What you didn't expect was that his teacher was cute,, his soft brown hair and clothing that seemed more suitable to a librarian then anything!! No wonder your son calls him a nerd,,
"Sir! I'm so sorry to call you here today!" The teachers voice was soft as he apologised,,motioning you to take a seat infront of him as he sipped at his learning themed cup,,
He waited patiently for you to take a seat and once you did,,he seemed almost too grateful for it,, "I called you in for..this" His tone was apologetic as he handed you your sons report card,,which was almost all Fs the whole way around!!
The teacher wasn't ready for how you'd react,,most parents would scream and shout while others would frown and seem close to tears but you,, you didn't do anything of the sort!! >□<
He was bent over your desk,, his ass up as he gripped onto the paperwork!! Your cock moving in and out of him with provision!! It was like you knew exactly where to hit eachtime!!
"Fine! Fine, I'll change everything to an A! Please just, Let me cum please..!" His whines were pathetic as they reverberated around the room, his eyes trembling as he tried to not focus on the pleasure your dick gave him!!
Forcing him to change your sons card while you were still inside!! Watching his shaky hands type in the computer and spanking his ass for every misspelled word!! >□<
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