#gonna laugh and be bratty until pinned to the bed

[nervouswizardcycle]

WAKE THE F UP, SAMURAI!

#Arki behaves like a brat #gonna laugh and be bratty until pinned to the bed #male v #cp77 #cyberpunk 2077 #oc: arki #johnny silverhand #male!v #johnny x v

[confiscatedpeaches]

Bratty Reader Tries to Dominate William Afton, and Fails (W. Afton x Bratty!Reader)

Minors DNI, Reader is assumed to be 18+

TW: BDSM, age difference (William is pushing 40, reader is early to mid 20s), d/s dynamic, use of Daddy in a sexual context, spanking, humiliation, degradation

Huffing, you puff out your cheeks and cross your arms like a little cartoon character. This pushes up your chest, making your breasts more prominent. Nipples peeking through your shirt, William can't help but notice your adorable delicate form. The form of his little bratty bunny.

"How come you're always on top Mr. Afton? I wanna try being the dom."

Laughing, he shakes his head. Really, to think you could challenge him was a joke.

"Absolutely not, you're pushing your luck love."

You somehow cross your arms even harder, before uncrossing them and spinning around in a dramatic manner.

"Aww really? C'mon Mr. Afton, admit it, you're afraid of letting me take control." You tease.

"Pfft Hah! Scared? Of what? You? Don't make me laugh."

Pacing away from him, you grab a whip from the wall, holding it out like a dagger pointed at his chest.

"Get on your knees Daddy!" You demand.

He crosses his arms and laughs, his head tilting back.

"Aw, you really think I'm gonna listen to you love? Remember who's in charge of who here."

He walks up to you. Looking down and deep into your eyes, his head tilts to the side, as if he's analyzing and predicting your next move. You love it when he obsesses over you like this. His little bunny is misbehaving, and he's going to figure out why. The gears in that smart mind of his are turning with filthy punishment ideas. Playfully, you smack him on the shoulder with the whip.

"Do as I say."

His mouth stretches into a wide toothy grin.

"Or what? You'll punish me little bunny?"

Before you can respond, he lunges forward and grabs your wrist, spinning you into a tight embrace. Surprised, the whip slips from your hands. You wriggle against him, but he doesn't let go. Laughing at this, he leans close against your ear. The hair on the back of your neck stands up as his breath hits you and his lips brush against the lobe of your ear. Wetness pools inside your panties. Fully aware of the effect he's having on you, he laughs.

"I think the only one getting punished tonight is you."

Shoving you forward towards the bed, his hands catch your hips. Instinctively your hands shoot in front of you, catching your fall. He pulls you back by your hips until you feel his erection against you through his pants. Hands grab at your panties, pulling them aside in a swift and well practiced movement. Rolling onto your back, you grab the cat o' nine tails whip that he left on the bedside table. Without even thinking, you slap him with it. Hard.

….uh oh..

His smile drops and his face flushes pink, revealing the newly created white marks on his cheek. You honestly didn't mean to hit him that hard.

"Bunny."

Oh no, this was serious.

"Mr. Afton I am so sorry, I didn't mean to hit you that hard please forgive me! It really was an accident please-"

His hand wraps around your mouth, shutting you up. His cold grey eyes stare into you. His scowl deepening as he spoke. The realization that you really fucked up hits you.

"Begging isn't going to get you out of this one little bunny."

He shifts his weight on top of you until you are firmly pinned beneath him. He lets go of your mouth before turning and sliding open the bedside table drawer. Your lips part as he pulls out a length of red silk rope.

"Now, be a good girl and hold still for me."

Roughly, he yanks your arms above your head. Swiftly and precisely he begins tying your wrists together using one end of the rope. Tightly, very tight. Oh dear, you definitely fucked up this time. Partially out of fear, and partially out of arousal, you keep still for him.

Once he's pleased with how well secured the knots are, he pauses to look down at you. God, he looked like heaven from down below. His mouth blossomed into a sly grin. He loves looking down at you like this, his poor little bunny who pushed him a little too far this time. So small and pathetic beneath him. His eyes jumped around your face; from your plump lips to your wide doe eyes. The panic and desperation in your eyes made his cock twitch.

"Open your mouth, love."

You hesitate, causing your plush lips to close slightly.

Annoyed at your reluctance, his hand moves to your face. His fingers prying your lips open, sliding in between your teeth.

"I said, open your mouth."

You allow his fingers to open up your jaw fully. Hot air leaves your gaping mouth. He gathers up saliva in his mouth. Parting his lips, a large glob of spit drips down into your open mouth. By the time it reaches you it's cold and tastes like cigarettes. It's disgusting and deeply degrading.

You make a face. He tut-tuts you for this. Can't act all fussy and princess-like. Not after you've been so bad for your Sir Mr. Afton.

"Good bunnies get soft warm kisses, naughty little bunnies get cold hard spit. You know the rules, don't act all prim and proper"

Truthfully, you did know the rules, but it's so much fun to disobey him. He pulls away from you, one end of the rope in hand. Once he's far enough, he tugs... hard.

Your arms shoot towards him, your torso soon following after. Collapsing, your knees hit the floor. He moves further away, pulling you along with him. How he loved to drag you around like this. His naughty little girl, stuck following him around like his very own personal pet.

"Aww what's the matter? Don't enjoy being dragged around and played with bunny? Too bad!"

Making his way back to the bed, he sits on the edge of the mattress. He grabs further onto the rope and pulls you close. Forcefully bending you over his lap. He places his hand on the back of your neck, holding you down. Your hair falls over your face and the blood starts to rush to your head from the position you're in. Pulling up your skirt, his warm calloused hands brush against your bare ass. You feel something cold and hard on his fingers.

"Wait, you're wearing your rings Mr. Afton!"

He laughs.

"You're right bunny, I am wearing my rings." He teased, and made no motion or effort to take them off.

This was going to hurt, big time.

He lifts his hand before striking. You cry out once it makes contact. He smacks you once, twice, then three times, your ass becoming more raw and tender with each strike.

"Oh you like that doll? I bet you're loving this, naughty slut."

Ruthlessly he continues assaulting your tender behind. Tears well up in the corners of your eyes from the pain.

"Mr. Afton, please I'm sorry..." You manage between cries.

"Oh? You're sorry? Look everyone! The little whore is sorry!" He laughs.

The spanking continues without hesitation. Pain shooting through you.

"Please... please I am sorry Mr. Afton... please I'll do anything please.." You beg.

He pauses. Relief washes over you. He gently caresses your sore spots with the back of his hand. The cool chill of the rings bringing much needed comfort after the pain they just inflicted. You coo instinctively.

"Really~? Anything~?" He sing-songs.

"Yes," You whisper.

"Anything... Mr. Afton... please."

He giggles to himself, pleased with how easy it was to unravel you. Breaking you was always sooo easy, once the right pressure was applied.

"Then get on your knees and repeat after me love."

Letting go of your head, he lets you roll onto the floor. You quickly scramble to your knees in front of him. Placing your hands onto your lap. His hand meets your chin, tilting it up to look at him. Once your eyes meet his, he smiles sweetly. There is a slight darkness to his eyes however, as if he seems to find it amusing how pathetic you must look right now. The bulge in his pants appears to find you very amusing.

"Say... 'I am sorry for challenging our roles Mr. Afton, I have been a bad, naughty, no-good little bunny, and I promise to make it up to you Sir.'" The words rolling out of his lips like a well practiced mantra.

Unintentionally, you let out a shaky sigh out of pure embarrassment. Cheeks flushing almost as red as the growing welts on your ass. He tilts his head.

"Bunny. Are you seriously going to piss me off even further by refusing?"

"No Sir! I... I am sorry for challenging our roles Mr. Afton."

His eyes light up with pleasure.

"I have been a bad, naughty, no-good little bunny, and...."

You swallow.

"....I promise to make it up to you Sir.'"

His hand reaches up to pat you on the head.

"Goood bunny. See, that wasn't so hard now was it? Now, let's continue to put that lovely mouth to use."

He points to the growing tent in his pants.

"Lick at it, kiss it for me through the fabric. Show me how much you want to make it up to me."

You lean forward, tongue making contact with the dry warm fabric of his dress pants. The smell and taste of him is faintly present. Salty and hormonal. Lips gaping and rubbing against his heat, desperate for more. A satisfied groan escapes him. Your cheeks flush harder. Look at you, begging and pleading Mr. Afton with your lips and tongue. A desperate, filthy, and horny little slut just for him.

His hands unbuckle his belt. Pushing the hem of his pants down, he pulls out his cock. The head brushes against your cheek, then lips. You stick out your tongue, playfully licking his slit. Slowly you take in his head. Sucking further you feel his length against the roof of your mouth and then back of your throat until you've reached the base. His sweet precum coating your tongue in the process. The bottom of you lip brushes against his scrotum.

He places a hand on the back of your head, encouraging you to begin bobbing up and down. Rhythmically, you caress his length with your lips and tongue. His cock throbs against you. Hips begin tilting and pushing up almost involuntarily.

He huffs and puffs, orgasm building within him. You can tell how much he's been waiting for this release. How he's been waiting all day for his little one to relieve him. You love pleasing him like this. Knowing only you get the honor of swallowing him and his seed.

He pushes further into you, almost making you gag when his tip hits the back of your throat. A hot sticky release flows into you, and you have no choice but to gulp all of it down. The heat of him drips down and melts into your core.

Once he's finally empty, he slowly pulls you off of him.

"Hmmph, that's much better behavior bunny. Don't you agree?"

#william afton x reader #william afton smut

[siren0writer]

Rhea Ripley x Fem!Reader I'm sorry

Summary: after flirting with Raquel, Mami shows you what happens when you make her jealous

Warnings: smut, mdni, AFAB!Reader, teasing, wlw, bratty reader, spanking, strap-on, mommy kink, edging, handcuffs, angry sex, choking

I knew Rhea was mad, I knew Zoey he'd gotten on her nerves recently, I knew Damian calling himself the leader pissed her off, and I knew that flirting with Raquel would make her even angrier. My plan wasn't to piss her off for the hell of it, but if be lying if I said it wasn't fun.

As soon as we get back to our hotel room Rhea grabs me by the collar of my shirt and pins me to the wall, her muscular arms flexing as she does so. "You think you can flirt with my rival and not get punished" I look at the ground, knowing this is exactly what I wanted. "Answer me Y/N, you did this just to piss me off didn't you, you knew I'd get mad and punish you" I continue to look at my feet until she grabs my chin and moves my head to face her, and I know that making her wait will only make her angrier than she already is.

"I'm sorry mommy" I mumble, she laughs in my face at my timidness "Good for you, but that doesn't answer my question, we're you flirting with her solely to piss me off?" I don't respond, I don't know whether to lie or tell the truth, but Rhea has always been impatient. "You wanna disobey me without any consequences, your in for a rude awakening sweetheart" as she picks me up with ease and walks us to the hotel bed and sets me down surprisingly gently.

Rhea takes off my shirt and shorts, leaving me in my bra and panties. "God how are you already so wet, I've barely even touched you slut". She unclasps my bra and turns me to lay on my stomach on top of her legs. "remember slut, you asked for this" she says before spanking me roughly, making me cry out in surprise.

"Mommy pl-" My cries for mercy were cut off by another spanking, slightly harder than the last. "Mommy please, I'll be good I swear" I plead with Rhea, hoping she'll take it easy on me. "Oh please sweetheart, we both know that's a lie, and liars have to be punished," another spanking significantly harder than the last punctuates her sentence.

She picks me up and turns me to lie on my back. She peels off my panties and I gasp as the cool air of the hotel room hits my dripping-wet cunt. She laughs in my face as she moves to her bag and grabs the handcuffs. "Baby we both know I didn't wanna have to do this, but you left me no other choice." She fastens the handcuffs around my wrists, held above my head by the bedpost. Rhea walks away to her bag once again, grabs her strap, and begins to undress. She walks back to me, grabbing my face and kissing me as she, without warning, begins to insert her strap in my cunt.

"That's right, I wanna hear you scream my name baby, " she states as she roughly continues to pound into me, leaving me a moaning mess. "Fuck feels so good mommy!" She continues with her ruthless pace, and soon I feel the knot in my stomach tighten. "Mommy please I'm gonna-" Before I can finish my sentence she pulls out and gives me a devilish grin.

"Do you really think you deserve to cum after the stunt you pulled today, you think you were good enough to cum?" I cry out pathetically, feeling the need to cum overtake my dignity. Rhea continues to edge me until I'm crying. "if you didn't want this then why were you flirting with her, what can she give to you that I can't!" rhea raises her voice, something she doesn't do often with me. She moves her right hand dragging it up my body, cupping one of my boobs, but swiftly moving up to my throat to choke me.

Her left hand moves down to her strap to guide it to my hole. As she finally enters me I scream at the lack of time given to adjust to the size as she bottoms out inside me. Rhea begins to thrust inside me, her pace slightly slower than before, still fast enough to make me scream, however. Rhea smiles at me as my back arches, laughing as I pull at the handcuffs around my wrists.

"You wanna cum baby, I think I've teased you enough, go ahead baby you can cum" As she finishes her words I feel the knot in my stomach tighten until I finally cum. "What a good girl, such a good girl for me, are you okay, was I too rough?" I let out a sigh of relief as Rhea took the handcuffs off of me. "You weren't too rough Mommy," Rhea kisses me softly. She picked me up easily and carried me to the shower to wash off, and we fell asleep in each other's arms.

#the judgement day #wwe #rhea ripley smut #rhea ripley #mommy k!nk #wlw smut

[onsunnyside]

bratty stepsis and stepbro Ari 🫣

at a poor soul’s Halloween party:

You stare up at him, eyes glazed over with his spit smeared across your lips. His old hockey mask is up and jeans are unbuttoned and pulled down. He’s so big above you, strong enough to manhandle your legs over his shoulder to keep you spread open.

You should be scared of how loud he’s groaning, or the fact that he cornered you in here with a fake knife—“what are you gonna do, Jason? Stab me?” He didn’t, obviously, but he did kiss you senseless and shove you onto the bed.

Your costume? A sexy farm girl with his flannel tied up over stomach and the smallest jean shorts he’s ever seen.

You gasp sharply when the tip prods at your hole. “Ari!”

“Yeah, yeah, I’m not gonna put it inside, ya brat.” He huffs, slapping your clit with his cock. Your slick coats him and drips down your ass to the sheets. Whoever’s house this was, they’ll have some cleaning to do later. “Not all the way.”

“Don’t you dare, you bastard.” You hold back a moan as his saliva lands on your slit, warm and wet, sliding down to your weepy hole. “You know I’m not on the pill.”

Why the fuck not? You slept around. It was like you wanted to get knocked up—and Ari was entirely into that idea. His fist tightens as his hips speed up, he thrusts into his fist as the leaky head slides through your folds, fucking your puffy button.

“I’ll buy you anything you want.” He prods at your hole again, this time lingering until you push him away. “Drive you anywhere, I’ll even let you use my fingers whenever you want.”

“N-Not worth it.”

“Don’t you wanna feel me deep inside, filling you up? Feel daddy’s cum pumping into your pretty pussy, getting you all fuckin’ messy?”

He lowers until you’re pinned to the bed, trapped under his weight. The underside of his cock rubs up against your clit with every rock of his hips. At the sight of the fat tip sliding between your folds, bubbling with pre cum, you almost give in.

“Let your big step brother cum inside you, use you like a little cumdump.”

“You’re fucking gross.”

He laughs, “says the girl who woke me up by sitting in my face.”

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[nanawritesit]

BTS Reaction: You Wiping Off Their Kiss As A Joke

Jin:

His mouth fell slightly open as he watched you wipe off his kiss, then he immediately grabbed your shoulders and tugged you back towards him.

“If you’re going to wipe off my kiss, I’ll just give you another one!” he teased, pressing his lips against yours once again.

You looked up at him and smirked, then slowly wiped your lips with the back of your palm.

“Alright, I guess I’ll give you another!” he declared, kissing you once more.

As you raised your hand again, he took ahold of your wrist, stopping you.

“Baby, I assure you, no matter how many times you wipe off my kiss, I’m not letting you go until you take one, so you might as well accept it.” he giggled, pressing his forehead against yours.

“Maybe I want to give you one.” you smirked, grabbing hold of the back of his neck to push your faces together. You kissed him roughly, knocking the breath right out of him.

“You could have just asked…” he chuckled shyly, causing you to squish his blushing cheeks. “But you’re not getting the last laugh.” He suddenly picked you up in his arms and carried you to the couch, making you squeal as he threw you down. He crawled on top of you and attacked your face in kisses, and you desperately tried to push him away. “Stop resisting my love Y/N! You know you want my kisses!”

Suga:

You were both cuddled up together on the couch, watching a funny show and enjoying each other’s company. You declared that you were getting up to get some snacks, and he gave you a kiss before you did so. As you stood up, you rubbed your fingers over your lips cheekily, then tried to scuttle away to the kitchen.

“Hey.” Yoongi grumbled deeply, clearly unamused. You turned around to see him looking at you with a cold glare. He pointed his finger down to his lap, snapping his fingers together at you. You slowly approached him and sat down in front of him, staring at him with a bratty grin. He gingerly placed his hand against your cheek, then leaned down and captured your lips in a deep kiss, moving his mouth against yours over and over as he tangled his fingers up in your hair. He nipped at your bottom lip a bit before pulling back, leaving you breathless. “You gonna keep this one?”

“Uh, yeah, I will.” you stammered, taken aback by his bold display of affection.

“Good.” he smirked, ruffling your hair a bit. “Just had to make sure.”

J-Hope:

“Get back here you brat!” he shouted down the hall as he chased after you, smile still wide on his face. “Don’t make me tickle you again!”

“No, anything but that!” you giggled, dashing into the living room. You had just escaped from him pinning you down on the bed and torturing you with relentless tickles as “punishment” for rejecting his kiss.

You ducked behind the couch, wedging yourself against the wall. He stopped in front of it to catch his breath, resting his hands on his hips and smirking at you. “You brought this on yourself Y/N. If you would’ve just accepted my kiss you wouldn’t be in this predicament.”

“Okay, I’m sorry Hobi!” you pleaded, peaking over the top of the couch. “I’m very sorry, I won’t do it again! Just please, please no more tickling! It’s too much!”

“That’s better.” he told you. He crawled on the couch to face you, resting his palms on the back of it. “Now give me a kiss as retribution.”

You giggled before going up on your tiptoes in your squatting position to give him a soft and loving kiss, pressing your fingertips against his jaw to deepen it a bit. “How was that?” you asked, smiling up at him.

“I think I can forgive you now.” he said, nodding his head. “Now will you please come out from behind the couch so we can get back to the movie?”

RM:

He looked genuinely hurt, and you immediately started to regret fooling around. He furrowed his brow and scratched behind his ear before leaning in and looking into your eyes sincerely. “Y/N did I do something wrong? Are you upset with me?”

“No honey I’m not upset, you haven’t done anything wrong.” you assured him, putting both hands on his cheeks lovingly. An IQ of 148 and he still couldn’t tell when you were joking!

“Then… why would you wipe off my kiss? Was it a bad one? I can try better-“ he immediately put his hands on your shoulders and pulled you in for another kiss, this one much deeper and more passionate. You started laughing in the middle of it, making him even more confused. “Oh god am I that bad of a kisser that you’re making fun of me?” he asked worriedly, starting to panic and think he was the worst boyfriend in the world.

“No Namjoon, you’re totally misinterpreting everything!” you cried out, smiling and plopping your head down on his chest in agony. “I only wiped off your kiss to be funny and get a reaction out of you. Then when you tried to kiss me again it was just too cute. I’m sorry I made you worry.”

“Oh, okay!” he smiled adorably, relief washing over his expression. “I’m just happy I’m not a horrible partner.”

“Are you kidding, you’re the best partner in the world!” you reassured him, giving him a light peck on the lips. “I hope this makes up for the confusion.”

Jimin:

He was actually the first one to wipe your kiss off, catching you off guard while you were eating dinner at his place. You immediately decided that you would get him back on your next date, no matter the cost.

You were both walking back to his apartment after a night of drinking with the boys. Your buzz was giving you plenty of confidence as you walked up the steps to his place. As he reached to his pocket for his keys, you tapped him on the shoulder and held out your arms when he looked over at you.

“Awh, does someone want a hug?” he asked lovingly, wrapping his arms around your waist.

“Mm, I want a bit more than just a hug Jimin.” you chuckled, leaning your head back to give him easy access to your lips.

“Oh really? Does my baby want a kiss then?” he teased, his warm breath blowing against your neck. You nodded, looking up at him with an enticingly dark gaze. He happily obliged and closed the distance between you, moving his lips against yours in a few strokes before pulling back and looking at you adoringly.

You decided that this was the perfect moment. You removed your hand from the back of his neck and reached for your lips, but something stopped you before you could wipe off his kiss. You looked down to see him clutching your wrist, a playful grin on his face. “I wouldn’t do that if I were you.”

“W-Why not?” you stuttered, wondering how he knew what you were planning to do.

“Because sweetheart, you can’t out-do the doer.” he taunted, tilting his head from side to side in a cocky manner. “Now, let’s get you inside. I’ll have to teach you how to be a good brat.”

V:

You realized your tactics backfired as Taehyung threw the blanket off of his lap and got up to leave your shared bed that you were cuddling in.

“No come back, Tae I’m sorry!” you pleaded, reaching out and tugging on his sleeve.

“How dare you reject my kiss.” he sulked, looking at the wall defeatedly. “I thought you loved me?”

“Oh my gosh, of course I love you!” you cried, sitting up to wrap both your arms around his one. “I was just joking!”

“Is that all I am to you, a joke?” he scoffed, turning to face you with a look of betrayal as he clutched his heart with his free hand.

“Man, those acting skills are really coming out today aren’t they…” you sighed, rolling your eyes playfully.

“Well I’m not giving you any more kisses until you apologize.” he huffed. He snapped his head away from you dramatically, and you did your best to contain your laughter.

“I’m very sorry for not appreciating your kiss, Taehyung. I’ll never do such a thing in the future.” you told him sincerely, not being able to help the smile that crept up your lips.

“I forgive you.” he chuckled, breaking his character. He practically jumped back on the bed and pinned you down, then took your lips in another kiss. And this time you kept it, mostly because you couldn’t handle him being such a drama king all over again.

Jungkook:

He dramatically threw himself onto the bed as soon as you were both home, shoving himself entirely under the covers with a heavy sigh.

“Jungkook, I said I was sorry!” you laughed, plopping down next to him to shake his shoulders, which were burried under layers of blankets.

“Don’t talk to me!” he sniffled, shriveling up further into the mattress. “You hurt my feelings!”

“I’m very sorry darling, I didn’t mean to.” you told him, trying your best to sound sincere when this was all clearly a fake scenario. He just wanted to use this moment to his advantage and get you to be all sappy, and you knew it. But that didn’t mean you weren’t going to play along. After all, you had started it knowing how much of a baby he was. “I was only trying to be funny.”

“Well, I didn’t laugh at all.” he huffed out against your pillow. Suddenly he sat up, throwing the blankets off the top of his head and crossing his arms over his chest. “I think I can fix it though.”

“How would you like to try?” you asked him, folding your hands together and leaning forward in anticipation.

He leaned down until his face was mere inches from yours, glancing down at your lips before meeting your gaze. His eyes were dark and sultry as he licked his lips, making you freeze in place. “Kiss me.”

You blinked and gulped a tiny bit, then did as he asked and pressed your lips against his. His arms came up to wrap around your back, warm hands caressing your waist as he dove in deeper. Your hands went up to his hair to give it light squeezes, letting yourself get lost in his touch.

When he finally pulled back, you both shared a small smile before he tucked a strand of hair behind your ear. “Did you enjoy that?”

“Of course I did baby.” you told him.

“Good.” he said flatly. Suddenly he rolled up the sleeve of his black hoodie and wiped his palm over his lips painfully slow, eyes locked on yours with a mischievous glint. Your mouth dropped open before he gave you a devious grin. “Now we’re even.”

#bts headcanons #bts reactions #bts scenarios #bts x reader #bts imagines #bts x gender neutral reader #jin imagine #yoongi x y/n #jung hoseok imagine #namjoon x reader #jimin x reader #taehyung imagine #jungkook imagine #bts fluff #bts boyfriend #bts fanfic #bts writing #bts funny #bts army #kpop requests #kpop reactions #kpop imagines #kpop boys #kpop writing

[hiding-in-my-blanket-fort]

Cooked up some submissive Soap with a domme F!Reader headcanons because I can’t get enough of bossing around these big, burly COD men in bed 😍

TW: D/s elements, bondage, brat taming, edging, overstimulation, pegging, vibrators, light choking (male receiving).

Minors, avert thine eyes.

Masterlist

Johnny “Soap” MacTavish is 100% homegrown, organic, all-natural brat with a capital B. R. A. T.

He challenges you, posturing and swaggering up close until you’re nose to nose. Or he’s towering over you with this look in your eye that clearly says, are you gonna make me kneel, bonnie? Or would that be too much for you to handle?

When you give an order, he’s not quick to obey. He’s a smart mouth. He back talks. He likes the wrestling match for control and power that the two of you have together.

Pin him against the wall.

With his cheek pressed against the wall, hold one - or both - of his hands behind his back. Pinch his earlobe between your teeth until he’s squirming with a huffed little laugh because he knows he’s in for it tonight.

If he’s being extra difficult, just straight up grab his ass and give it an appreciative, possessive squeeze.

Growl against the back of his neck, “Mine.”

Alternatively, if you pin him with his back against the wall, don’t hesitate to bite and suck on his neck hard enough to leave a bruise. Mark him as yours in plain sight for everyone to see.

Shove his shirt up with one hand, scraping your nails down his torso. Then cup his cock that is - not surprisingly - already getting hard, just from your verbal sparring. His cock surges when you manhandle him like this.

If you can manage it, wrap your hand around his throat, pushing his chin up.

“You don’t sound like you’re being on your best behavior, Johnny. I think you need to be taught a lesson.”

He gives a strangled chuckle because this…oh…this is exactly what he thrives on. If you had even an OUNCE of shyness or reservation in your body before, it’s GONE now. That’s the fun part about dominating Soap because he knows how to get you revved up by just being his bratty self and you shift into domme mode in the blink of an eye. You’re like a lion with your teeth at his throat and he LOVES it.

When you have him in the bedroom (and at your mercy), tell him to strip while you remain fully clothed. He’ll raise an eyebrow and pop off a sarcastic comment.

“Thought you’d want to do the honors, sweetheart.”

You circle him, trailing your hands over Soap—over his shoulder, down his back, around his hip. When you’re standing at his back, you push his shirt off, up over his head. If he’s wearing any gear, that will also come off now. You come around to his front, trailing your hands over his bare torso.

When you flick your gaze up to look at him through your lashes, your fingers fall to his belt with a tug. Then you push his pants down. Once his cock is free, just b a r e l y graze your knuckle down the length of it. Watch Soap’s abs flex on a sharp inhale through his teeth. It’s not nearly enough friction but the teasing drives him out of his mind.

“On the bed,” you command.

If he doesn’t obey, push him down onto the mattress. Watch the way his eyes light up and his hands stray to your hips to cradle you a little closer.

Let him touch you for a bit, just to give him a taste of what he’ll be missing - cupping your waist, trailing up to squeeze your breasts - before you take his hands away from you.

“Keep your hands to yourself, soldier. No touching until I tell you to. Put your arms above your head.”

He smirks at you because he thinks, oh this won’t last long. He knows how much you love it when he touches you. So - thinking that you’ll cave eventually - he does as you tell him to and puts his hands above his head.

Drag your nails down his body. Everywhere. Scrape down his chest. Dig into his thighs with a stinging pinch.

But don’t touch his cock.

The sweet sensation of pleasure-pain will have Soap so hard, he’ll be arching off the bed. He’ll have to grip the sheets or the headboard to stop himself from touching you.

When Soap is finally babbling to please please please touch him, let him come, just…anything…you cheeky little minx fuckin’ hell woman…that’s when you break out the vibrator. Press it at a low setting against that super sensitive spot on his cock. Watch him absolutely WRITHE.

As his cock pulses and he’s just about to come…pull the vibrator away. Give him a second to catch his breath. And do it again.

When you finally let him come, don’t even hesitate. Don’t waste a second after his orgasm is finished. Rub your thumb over the head of his sensitive cock with a merciless amount of pressure. He’ll be swearing a hot streak and turn red in the face.

He’ll be boneless after that. Eyes glazed over. Breathless and panting hard. That’s when you kiss him sweetly and tell him to roll over. Which he will do without so much as a peep of sarcasm.

Soap will watch you with complete and utter adoration as you step into the strap-on harness. Tucking a pillow under his hips. The way you carry yourself when you’re harnessed up - standing a little taller, comfortable in your skin and your power - is his favorite thing in the world.

Kiss the back of his neck as you work him open with some lube and two fingers. Teasingly pepper his back with little love bites, whispering about how good he looks right now, spread out for you, ready and waiting, properly fucked like the little toy that he is.

Soap literally cannot resist reaching back and hooking his fingers into the crook of your knee as you press your strap against him. He needs that touch, that connection, to convey that despite his mouthing off, he admires the hell out of you when you push him around, bark orders, and take what you want from him. That touch is his way of saying I’ve got you, and you’re doing great, lass, keep going, don’t stop, I’m right here with you every step of the way.

When you slowly slide your strap in, Soap lets out a wrecked moan. By the time your strap is fully buried inside him, he’ll reach back, grab your wrists, and pull your arms around him so you spoon him while you’re fucking.

HE LOVES WHEN YOU TALK DIRTY IN HIS EAR!!!!!!

Especially if you grab a fistful of his hair with a tug that leaves his scalp burning - a delicious contrast to the silky slide of your strap.

“Do you know how many times I look at that tight ass of yours every single day and picture you like this beneath me?”

“God, you’re taking every inch of my strap like a good boy, aren’t you?”

“You’re so fucking needy, baby. Is that why you’ve been such a brat lately? You needed me to pound your ass into the mattress?”

Soap is absolutely the type to wear a collar. Tug on it, directing him where to go, what to do. Put a leash on the collar and give him a pull when you want him to fuck you a little harder. Or guide his mouth between your thighs to eat you out.

When you text him to “be ready when I get home”, you’ll find him waiting at the door to greet you with no clothes except maybe an apron, takeout ready and waiting, while he holds two glasses of wine (or other favorite beverage).

If you’re already at home, he loves to strip down, slide into bed, and tuck his head between your thighs while you read or watch TV together. Totally gets a thrill off the fact that all you’d have to do is squeeze and you could suffocate him. Instead, your strong, soft thighs cradle him and he enjoys the hell out of every minute of it.

#cod #cod imagines #fics #writing tag #johnny soap mactavish imagines #johnny soap mactavish x reader #johnny soap mactavish #soap mactavish imagines #soap mactavish x reader #soap mactavish

[lu-dao-writes]

— 𝐖𝐚𝐭𝐜𝐡 𝐓𝐡𝐚𝐭 𝐌𝐨𝐮𝐭𝐡 (𝙈𝙝𝙞𝙣)

𝙎𝙮𝙣𝙤𝙥𝙨𝙞𝙨 When being a brat gets you what you want and more~.

𝙒𝙖𝙧𝙣𝙞𝙣𝙜(𝙨) AFAB!Mhin, bratty behavior, sub!Mhin, Dom!Reader, oral sex, fingering, squirting, dacryphilia, glove kink(?), hair pulling, ambiguous relationship. MINORS DNI

𝘼/𝙉 Deadass, this randomly hit me while I was watching someone play the demo and I was looking around for fanfiction 🤣👍🏼. I wanted to hurry and get it done before I suddenly lose interest, so I typed this up instead of letting myself go to sleep.

The only sounds that fill the room is the sounds of occasional sucking, your groans, the wet sounds of your gloved fingers thrusting in and out of a drenched cunt, and Mhin’s sinful little moans and whines they so badly try to keep quiet and to a minimum.

But it’s pointless.

You have them so incredibly wet and wound up like a coil ready to explode.

Mhin’s been so bratty as of lately and frankly it’s started to get on your nerves, until you realized it’s all because they’ve been feeling a little neglected.

So you’ve made it up to them by giving their pretty pussy some well needed attention, never letting up after each orgasm you’ve let them have.

Hell, you’re so generous that you’re letting them tug at your hair!

You pull your mouth away from their clit, a string of arousal and saliva clinging from the bright pink pearl and your lips.

You then give the hunter a wolfish little grin as your fingers continue to stimulate them lazily, their arousal further coating the silken gloves that protect them from you.

Mhin chokes and pants rapidly, their slim fingers tightening in your hair and their hole clenching greedily around nothing.

“Did you really have to throw a tantrum to get my attention? You’re almost as bad as Vere~,” you tease, laughing when Mhin yanks your hair harshly.

“D-Don’t fucking bring that bastard up!” they snap, glaring down weakly at you with tears clinging to their lashes. “Why the f-fuck are you even thinking about him right now!?”

“Temper, temper,” you coo, using your other hand to sharply smack their cunt as some punishment.

They sob out a moan and their body trembles harshly, making you grin wider.

“Be thankful I’m pampering you now,” you remind, pressing a kiss to their clit as an apology before slipping three fingers back in, relishing in the relieved moan Mhin makes.

You continue to kiss their clit, roughly fingering them and not letting them close their legs, and keeping them pinned down to the bed.

“I-I’m…! F-Fuck..! C-Cum..! I’m gonna cum..!”

“Go on, Sweetheart, I haven’t stopped you yet~,” you coo, adjusting your posture so that your sitting up slightly.

You rub tight circles on their clit and continue massaging their g-spot until Mhin finally cries out, your black gloves getting creamed on before becoming downright drenched suddenly.

The moment it happens you become even more excited, rapidly abusing their poor clit some more and making more fluid squirt out of them, getting the clear fluid all over on you, Mhin’s lower half, and the bed.

It starts out as small little streams before growing a bit stronger the harder you work your fingers. You become so determined to make them squirt more that soon your teasing it out of them with ease, Mhin squirting and drenching your face all the while as they’re sobbing loudly at this point from the overstimulation.

The taste is heavenly in your mouth, better than any drink you’ve had at any bar.

“C-Can’t..! Please, no more..!”

You hum and gently ease your fingers out of them, kissing their glistening folds, their public bone, stomach, and all the way up to their lips, cooing at their tear stained face.

Mhin fusses a little, feeling how drenched your face is, and when they’re able to actually focus on you, they blush brighter. No doubt they’ve now felt how wet the bed is.

“Did I..?”

“Mhm~. That was so hot,” you purr.

“S-Shut up,” they mutter, covering their face and ignoring your gentle laughter.

#•⋅⊰∙☽𝐓𝐎𝐔𝐂𝐇𝐒𝐓𝐀𝐑𝐕𝐄𝐃☾∙⊱⋅• #touchstarved x reader #touchstarved game #touchstarved vn #red spring studios #touchstarved mhin #mhin #mhin x reader #gender neutral reader #x gender neutral reader #vere

[collectivecloseness]

Oh wait bratty Steve sounds so cute :( he's never a hardcore brat, he doesn't seriously challenge you, but sometimes when he's feeling playful he'll misbehave a bit on purpose and let out the cutest lil giggle and you can't bring yourself to be mad at him and his puppy dog eyes.

Ohhhh he really does! (18+ below cut)

You’ll be moving your hands down his chest, to press him into the bed, and then he’ll suddenly push your hands away, a big smile on his face, as he raises his fingers to his mouth, giggling and looking up at you with such excitement in his brown eyes. You can’t help but smile back, tilting your head as you say “Well that wasn’t very good was it?” Teasing him, but Steve pushes your hands away again with a “No!” Laughing as in yeah, he was in the right. He’s still good! Playfully fighting against you.

He’ll sometimes ‘act out’ just to make you laugh. Or because he’s feeling playful. Mischievous, happy, safe with you. Running off the bed, then around the house so you have to ‘catch him’, even if he’s totally butt ass naked. He feels so free being able to just be silly and playful with you as well. Sometimes doing the opposite of what you said, just to see your jaw dropped look of shock (that’s actually such a wide smile) because he totally tricked you. Saying “No.” when you ask him something, or say what you’re about to do, and when you ask him to repeat that, he pretends he has no idea what you’re talking about! Sometimes when being told he’s not allowed to touch, reaching up to your hips and tickling you as he asks “Yeah?” Not retreating his hands until you’re pinning his wrists down to the bed/his chest, but his eyes still bright and playful, as he licks his tongue looking up at you.

One time you leaned down after he did that, pinning his wrists to his chest, slowly leaning closer, still smiling, as you told him how he was gonna start to behave now, only to be caught off guard because you’d leant far enough, Steve could lean up and steal a kiss from your lips. Totally throwing you off getting into dom mode! But you had to give him a few kisses simply because now you couldn’t resist, you really did love Steve so much, before trying to get back into that mode again. Having to place your hand over Steve’s mouth, still being able to see his smile, when he kept teasingly trying to throw you off track again by acting bratty as you retried your ‘speech’, even though he kept happily talking into your hand the entire time you spoke.

Once when he was being mischievous, he bucked his hips when he wasn’t supposed to be moving as you were riding him, so hard to surprise you in fact, that he bucked you right off the bed. He felt bad, running to the floor to make sure you were okay (even though he was aching and still rock hard, more worried he’d bruised you unintentionally) but you were laughing your ass off. Even though yeah he technically broke the rules to be a brat, it was funny. Steve made it up to you though. You had to really pull on his hair to drag him away from your cunt two hours later. He still keeps his arm wrapped all around your thighs though. Whining and throwing a poor pity party for Stevie because he’s not allowed to have his mouth on you anymore :’(. Still gripping your thighs, and resting his head on them though!

He also knows you can’t deny the puppy eyes. Unless he was really being naughty on purpose, which is rare. He’s just gotta whip those bad boys out, and he knows you’re wrapped around his finger. But he’s also a puddle under you too, so it works. He’ll use them, giggling as he watches you, hidden slightly behind his hands, but as soon as you give into him, Steve just wants to be your ‘Stevie’, so he’s your good little puppy anyways. All the pet names as you give into him, letting him get a bit of what he wants while you sweet talk, you know go straight to his head. As he’s full of glee from playing around with you, to now being your good Stevie, your puppy, your sweetheart, your pillow princess, your himbo, your big strong boy, your love, anything and everything, as long as you’re saying it in that sweet, or dom, tone, it’s all going to his head and he loves it, just flushing happily under you.

But sometimes he’ll realllly be begging you, and act out a little. But when you’re looking up at his face as if to say ‘Really?’ After he’s acted out, he has such a puppy dog look in his eyes, like you said, that you can’t help but melt. Soothing him with soft strokes to his chest, saying “Okay. Okay” letting him know you’re easing up, so he can stop looking at you like you ran over his puppy. Telling him gently that he can’t be naughty, while you start to give him what he wants, with a raised eyebrow so Steve knows he can’t just start acting bratty all the time. But he always nods eagerly, promising you. Repeating that he’s a good boy, to which you respond “Yes you are. Always my good boy Stevie.”

The fact, like I said, he can be silly, and himself, but he can also act out, and you never seriously punish him or make him feel unloved for it, that you let him test his limits because you said that’s just natural, makes Steve feel so happy with you :’)

And Steve loooooves testing his limits. Always finding it so funny, especially when you humour him afterwards. But as soon as he starts to get to the line, Steve is very dedicated to being your good boy. So he knows what’s okay to giggle at, and stick his tongue out at you. What needs him to bring out the puppy eyes, and wobbling his thick bottom lip, to get. And what’s naughty boy behaviour, and what might get him punished if he doesn’t apologise for it and start acting properly.

Of course sometimes Steve does just act out. But he’ll normally apologise and beg to not be punished and have things go back to normal after. Because Steve hates thinking he’s not your good boy. If you call him a bad boy, and you’re not teasing, you might start the waterworks. But you promise Steve that he’s always your good boy, so he never worries too much, which is good.

The only time he’s really ‘bratty’ is when he’s fighting just giving in and being subby, and you never want to push him into that situation when he’s not asked you to, but it’s more so when he’s fighting back against being allowed to be taken care of, rather than having to do so much himself, when you can tell what he really needs. That’s when you have to become a little less of a soft dom, and a tad more authoritative, which really gets Steve to sink into sub space, listening to you. He always wants to be good for you. And he does like that side of you. And he always does feel much better, sometimes the worry about being vulnerable, or the want to be completely taking care of others instead of himself, is just harder to fight against.

He’s glad you’re always nice to him when sometimes he’ll break a little as he falls into that space. Kissing any small tears away as he lets himself let go, promising he’s so good, he’s your Stevie, and promising you love taking care of him, you want to so much. Giving him all the touch, and love, and kind truthful words, and promises, and affection he needs. Because you always know what Steve needs, even if it’s not always what he says he wants.

#this was so true thanks for sending it in anon #citrussy #Steve Harrington/reader #Steve Harrington drabble #Steve Harrington x reader #Steve Harrington fluff #Steve Harrington #stranger things #anon #ask #Steve Harrington thoughts #Steve Harrington blurb

[mlmxreader]

Deserving | Dan Torrance x m!reader (🍋)

Anonymous asked: may i please humbly request male reader x dan torrance where the reader has been an absolute brat all day and now danny put them in their place. 

“I’m not playing this game with you”

summary: Dan shows you exactly what happens when you act up. 

tws: blowjobs, hand jobs, daddy kink, praise kink, mild choking kink, dom/sub 

word count: 1589

MINORS DNI 

Dan was around a lot more lately, due to some trainees doing work experience at the hospice and some on placements, there wasn’t much for him to do except to look after Azzie, who had become nervous and anxious due to the influx of such a large amount of people wandering around the hospice under the supervision of the staff members who had been there for a lot longer than Dan had; the time off, at first, was a blessing if you were honest. Being able to spend longer days and longer nights with your boyfriend without his phone going off constantly telling him to get back to work, it was a much needed break for both of you; but today it was different. He was different today. He wasn’t giving you as much attention as you would have liked, staring at his phone and going through social media; he was sat on the bed, legs spread as he scrolled mindlessly through his phone, checking the news, checking his emails and texts, occasionally looking at events that were going on during his days off to come. But you had had enough. 

Sitting between his legs, you tilted your head. “Dan.” 

He looked at you for a split second. “Yeah?”

“I’m bored,” you huffed, putting your hands on his thighs. “Can we do something?”

“There’s not much to do,” he chuckled, shrugging. “Unless if you want to join John’s weekly Downton Abbey watch.” 

You scoffed. “As if! Can’t we do… anything?”

“The coffee shop closed an hour ago,” he told you, “the library’s closed. The non-alcoholic bar down the street doesn’t open for another…” he checked the time on his phone, “two hours.” 

You huffed, dramatically laying down with your body across his legs, covering your eyes with your arm. “But I’m bored.” 

“You’re acting like a brat, you know,” Dan commented, putting his phone on charge next to yours on the bedside table. “Why don’t you just play video games for a bit?” 

You rolled your eyes, shaking your head. “Seriously?”

“You said you’re bored,” he pointed out. 

“Dan,” you dragged out the a in his name. 

“What?” He chuckled. 

“You know what I want,” you complained. 

“I don’t,” he mused, finding it quite funny that you were being so needy and such a brat. “You’re just being bratty.” 

“What are you gonna do about it?” You shrugged, looking rather smug and full of yourself as you knelt between his legs, tilting your head to the side. Such a look was one that Dan knew well, it was a push of the buttons, a tug of the shirt - a silent whisper of “I dare you”. You were challenging him, without a care in the world. 

“Put you in your fucking place,” he growled, pushing himself up with a groan and pushing your shoulders back, pinning you beneath him, your wrists in his hands as he raised a brow. “Are you gonna stop being a brat?”

You pursed your lips for a moment, pretending to think for a while until you laughed and shook your head. “Nah.” 

Letting his hand trail down to the waistband of your pyjama bottoms, Dan tilted his head to the side, moving a little so that his lips were close enough to yours that you could feel his breath. “Can I touch you?”

“Yes,” you nodded eagerly, licking your lips, a soft whimper coming from the back of your throat when Dan dared to start palming you through the thin fabric, making you pull against him to try and free your wrists, wanting to touch him. “Dan…” 

“That’s not my name, is it?” He hissed, moving his hand to your hip so that he could pin it down, preventing you from bucking your hips and trying to get any friction whatsoever. 

You shook your head, breath shaky and your body starting to tremble a little as excitement mixed with a rush of lust. “Sorry, Daddy.” 

“Good boy,” Dan groaned, straddling your hips, his cock so close to your own as he started to rock against you a little. “Is this what you wanted?”

“I want you to fuck me, but… this’ll do,” you whimpered, trying to lean up to kiss him, but Dan put his hand on your throat. 

“Do you want me to choke you?”

“Yes, please, Daddy,” you nodded, a small smile coming to your lips when he added a little pressure to your throat. “I promise I’ll be good if you fuck me…” 

“Oh, no,” Dan tutted, shaking his head. “After the way you’ve been acting? I don’t think you deserve it.” 

You groaned softly, bucking your hips against him, a small shudder running along your spine; you could feel how hard he was, and while you knew you were already stiff, it was only driving you further. You needed to feel his skin against yours, you needed to feel him. “Daddy, please…” 

“So suddenly you’re gonna behave yourself?” He asked hoarsely, licking his lips. “All because you want my cock?”

“Please,” you begged, pouting. But Dan was having none of it. 

“Do you want me to make you cum?” He growled. “Or do you want me to stop?”

“Make me cum,” you whined, needing to feel him against you, needing to have his skin on you and to feel how he filled your ass. But if this was the best you were going to get, you were going to take it. “Please. I wanna cum.” 

“If you want me to stop, you just have to say,” he whispered in your ear, shaking his head. “You know that, right?”

“I know,” you agreed softly. “I know.” 

“Good,” he murmured, swallowing thickly. “I’m gonna reach down and take your cock in my hand, that alright?”

“Oh, fuck, yes!” You squirmed beneath him, trying to get as close as you could while he trailed his hand down from your throat, the tips of his fingers so soft against you that you could hardly feel it through your clothes, gasping softly when he reached your cock, taking it in his hand and, with a torturously slow string of movements, started to stroke it. “Daddy, please, don’t tease me.” 

“This is your punishment,” Dan said softly, moving to kiss the edge of your lips, but not quite daring to let you have what you really wanted. “Being such a brat - do you really think you deserve any better?”

“No,” you moaned, trying to buck your hips, but with his body on yours, you couldn’t. “No, I don’t, Daddy.” 

“Good,” Dan groaned, daring to pick up the pace of his hand a little, getting the most darling and animalistic moan from you as you tilted your head back, your eyes closing as you cried out for more. “Because I’m not playing this game with you… you act like a brat, you get treated like a brat. Understand?”

You nodded, causing Dan to angle his head so that he could suck, bite, and lick at your neck, a growling demand for you to use your words dancing across your skin with low and thunderous vibrations. “Yes, Daddy, I understand…” 

He started to move down the bed, lifting your shirt up enough so that he could kiss and bite across your chest, paying extra attention to your nipples and licking and sucking them until you were trying desperately to touch him; Dan knew what was doing, making you ache for him, until he grabbed your hips and dragged you down so that your legs were dangling off of the edge of the bed. He let his chin rest on your thigh as he smiled. 

“Do you want Daddy to suck your cock?”

“Yes!” You nearly cried out the word, so eager as you helped him to push your pyjama bottoms down, letting your cock spring free. 

He put one arm on your stomach, pinning you down to the bed as he wrapped his mouth around your cock, making you gasp and moan his name loudly, gripping onto his hair and trying desperately to wriggle and to buck your hips against him. His scruff felt glorious against your skin as he dared to take you all the way, his nose brushing against your pubic hair, trying not to smile when you begged for him to make you cum, so needy and so wanting for just a little release; he had you exactly where he wanted you - begging and needy. 

He pulled back with a soft ‘pop’ sound, licking his lips as he finally smiled. “You wanna cum?”

“Yes, please, Daddy,” you nodded, still so fucking eager. “Please, I’ll be good.” 

Dan let out a soft tut, shaking his head as he cleared his throat; he wrapped his mouth around your cock again, using one hand to play with your balls as he put his lips and tongue to good use. He would take all of you into his mouth, your head hitting the back of his throat, before he came up again, then going down again, his head bobbing as you gripped his hair and tugged at it; you were panting and moaning by the time you started to cum, spilling into his mouth and whimpering softly when he swallowed. He kept going, waiting for you to finish before he finally pulled away completely and chuckled. 

“Go take a shower,” Dan growled, pulling you in for a harsh kiss, trying not to grin at how you moaned against his lips, able to taste yourself. “I’ll be there in a bit.” 

#mlem writes #dan torrance fanfic #dan torrance x y/n #dan torrance x reader #dan torrance imagine #dan torrance #doctor sleep x reader #doctor sleep fanfiction #doctor sleep imagine #doctor sleep #dr sleep fanfiction #dr sleep x reader #dr sleep imagine #dr sleep #ewan mcgregor fanfiction #ewan mcgregor x reader #Ewan McGregor imagine #Ewan McGregor

[seka1-k0k0ro]

sweats.

all characters are aged up! *post time skip!*

kinda bratty sub!tsukishima x dom afab!reader

cw: smut, handjob, fingering (female receiving), a lil hot and heavy after a long day

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the skip in your step sped up as you began to approach your apartment building. a large gush of cool air welcomed you in the lobby. your stiff shoulders relaxed, and you slouched.

“good afternoon, y/n!” you were greeted.

“good afternoon, mrs. rocco.” you smiled kindly at the lady.

“i saw your boyfriend earlier. he’s a true gem, you know?” you tried you best not to snicker. you shook the stresses off of your shoulders and walked towards the stairs.

“he sure is,” you chuckled and stepped up to the second floor.

you dug around your bag and pulled out your keys. you walked in, and you locked the door behind you.

“kei! i’m home!” you set your bag down and shuffled around your apartment: cleaning the litter. the harsh noise of the doorknob turning alerted you. his footsteps grew louder as he walked down the hallway into the living room. you hummed.

“do you know what you want for dinn...er..” your throat went dry. tsukishima stepped into the living area with a towel half-drapped around his neck while his right hand used the towel to dry his hair. loose, gray sweatpants dressed his lower half while his chest remained bare. his eyes looked down at your frame.

“what are you staring at, idiot?” tsukishima smirked and walked past you to the kitchen. you stepped behind him and landed a smack against his damp hair. he lurched forward then turned to you with a glare.

“love the warm welcome, beanpole,” you laughed. tsukishima straightened and pushed his glasses up.

“y/n, you are the most irritating person i have,” tsukishima pushed through the walls of your personal space bubble and towered over the woman. “ever fucking met.” you wore an amused look. you leaned onto your toes getting dangerously close to tsukishima’s face.

“so?” he sighed and rubbed his eyes from underneath his glasses.

“god, i could punch you.”

“awe, i would punch you too but,” you squiyoud his cheeks as you cooed, “i’d ruin that beautiful face.” tsukishima kissed his teeth in annoyance and swatted you hands away. he walked away from you, but you laughed and embraced him in a back-hug. he relaxed in your clutch. “i missed you today. do you know what you want for dinner?” tsukishima hooked his hands under you forearms that were holding him and turned in you envelop. he wrapped his arms around your waist and hummed,

“are you gonna cook or do you wanna order take out?”

“we should cook,” you says. tsukishima nodded and snickered,

“just don’t burn the house down and we’ll be fine.”

——

tsukishima insisted on helping you cook, but the issue is that he doesn’t know how. youcooked curry while tsukishima cut vegetables for spring rolls.

“tsukki, come taste this.”

“tch, don’t call me that.” tsukishima dropped his knife on the cutting board and stood by you while you stirred the pot. you took a small scoop and blew on the bubbling sauce. you reached up to feed him. he flustered while he sipped the curry. you took a taste yourself, and tsukishima’s eyebrows rose in slight surprise. “it tastes really good.” you smiled, tsukishima noticed a bit of sauce at the corner of your lips. he picked the clean rag close by and leaned in right above your nose.

“yo, are we about to kiss right now?” tsukishima immediately pulled away.

“no, i won’t kiss you unless you shower. you stink lowkey.” you frown.

“boo, you suck.”

———

“kei, are you fucking stupid?” you asked and tsukishima scoffed.

“no you are. japan is a better volleyball team than argentina.” you laughed a fake laugh then scowled,

“you’re a disappointment.” you hit him with a pillow, and he hit you back. the fight went on for a minute or two until you attempted to push tsukishima down. he stopped you hands and pushed you back onto the bed. he hovered above you, pinning you wrists over your head.

“hah, i won,” he huffed.

“woah tsukki, didn’t know you were into that kinda stuff.” he blushed as the realized the position they were in. you wrapped your legs around his waist and brought him closer. he puffed out a breath.

“stop being a brat.” he frowned. you giggled and flipped him over. you settled above him, caging in his head. you smiled smugly then collapsed onto him and clung to him. “ugh, you’re such a tease,” he muttered as he covered his reddening face. you snickered,

“awe did tsukki and tsukki junior get excited?” tsukishima looked at you with a horrified expression. you laughed hysterically. tsukishima’s annoyance grew while he sat up and leaned against the headboard. “hahah- do you wanna kith? hahahah-“ your laughter continued. tsukishima’s patience thinned, and he yanked you onto his chest. you let out a yelp which tsukishima swallowed in a kiss. still in slight shock, you rested you hands on his bare chest and settled onto you knees right above his waist in a straddle.

you melted into the kiss and kissed back. your arms crossed behind his neck, and his hands rested at your hips. the kiss turned steamy and tsukishima’s hands migrated south. he gave your ass a squeeze, and you dropped onto his lap. he pulled away from the kiss with a groan.

you kissed down his jaw and onto his neck. tsukishima let out small puffs of breaths as you continued your attack. at the dip between his collarbone and neck, tsukishima let out a sharper breath and you sucked on the spot. tsukishima’s hips bucked against yours, and he let a moan accidentally slip. you pulled away.

“having fun?” he scowled at this.

“shut,” you swiveled your hips against him, “a-ahh! tch, stop being such a tease!” he buried his face in your neck and nipped at your skin. you huffed as you relaxed into the pleasure. your hips jolted unintentionally after tsukishima’s lips grazed the side of your neck. tsukishima threw his head back and whimpered.

his reactions left you bewildered. how could the stoic man who would throw insults like second nature be simmered down to a puddle of lust underneath you? you gave an experimental roll of your hips, and tsukishima began to tremble. you set a steady pace. tsukishima used his right hand to attempt to cover his mouth because the noises he let out were borderline embarrassing. you were barely doing anything, yet he felt like he was on cloud nine. the friction from your hips along with the fabric grazing his cock just felt so good.

to you, tsukishima let out the prettiest moans, and he was so loud. you sped up your pace against his lap. he tried to stop your hips with his left hand.

“hah- y/n you need to- oh fuck- slow down-“ his pleas only made you speed up more. he cursed, and his chest heaved.

“you feelin good tsukki?” he nodded and looked down to where their clothes rubbed against eachother. he moaned louder than before.

“y/n, you need to- ah..ah! hah- shit, baby wait i- oh fuck!” his hips bucked into yours, his mouth opened into a silent scream. you stopped your movements, and he used you to ride out his orgasm.

“kei, did you just-“ he buried his face into his hands shamefully.

“i gave you a warning.” you could only laugh breathlessly. “did you get to finish?” he asked, and he avoided you gaze.

“hmm, no i didn’t.” he looked back to you apologetically. “it’s fine tho!”

“can i help you?” tsukishima’s cheeks were flushed, and you could feel heat rise to yours. his hand fiddled with the hem of your shorts, and you nodded.

tsukishima dipped his hand inside your panties and grazed his finger softly against you folds. he smirked against you neck as you gripped his shoulders tightly.

“you’re so wet, baby. are you enjoying yourself?” his fingers felt so good against you, and you couldn’t your scattered thoughts under control. “awe look at you? how cute melting all over my hand,” he cooed. you reached into his pants and stroked his slick-covered dick.

“don’t get so cocky, now,” you said, and he hissed.

“no, please, i’m so- ngh..sensitive.”

tsukishima’s fingers quickened, determined to get you to you peak before he could reach his second one. you were finally pushed over the edge and he quickly came soon after. your legs trembled from sensitivity, and tsukishima tried to catch his breath.

“we probably should shower again, right?” you asked, breathlessly. tsukishima scoffed.

“no shit.”

———

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[hanji-is-life]

How do you feel about mean dilf bakugou w. Dummy thick reader ??

Honey, if I’m being honest...

I genuinely get so excited whenever I see you ask something LMFAOOOO I’m like this bitch is about to have me obsessed over whatever she suggests for days!!

Cw: spanking, choking, use of the term Daddy

But, oh god, he’s such a mean old man! You always hear from his friends about how much Bakugou liked to tease and fuck with people—I mean he still does, but they say it’s not as bad as he used to be—so you can’t help it! You’ll poke and tease with him, just to see how he’ll respond back.

It’s usually quips, mean little remarks that make you shut your mouth and pout until he apologizes with a new purse or shoes. But you’re back on your bullshit by the next week, teasing and picking until one day, he just explodes.

It’s cold out. He’s in his early 40s and has a hard body after years of hero work. He’s old, okay, and the cold makes his old bones a little rickety. Cut him some slack, shit!

You’re in bed playing on your phone when Bakugou walks in. He’s scowling, a hand on his lower back, grunts slightly when he bends over to pick up one of your stray heels. He opens his mouth to scold you for it, when you beat him to the punch.

“Damn, old man. Cant even bend over without making allat noise, huh?” You smirk, glancing up at him above your phone. He pauses, still slightly bent over as his ruby red eyes cut at you quickly. Being the dumb little girl you are, you continue.

“Might have to trade you in for a younger guy soon, huh? Next thing you know, you won’t even be able to get it u—”

That old man moves a lot faster than you expect him to. Your phone is smacked out of your hands, his own warm ones wrapped around your throat, the other pinning your wrists, his thighs caging you in. You can only open your mouth to gasp when he’s growling down at you, eyes aflame and irritated.

“I’m sick of your shit.” He snaps down at you, teeth bared. “You and that smart fucking mouth, you’re nothing but a spoiled fucking brat. I’ve been trying to be nice, princess, but I’m tired of it.”

Bakugou shakes your neck slightly, gripping a little harder and laughing at the way you choke. You can feel his bulge against your thigh as he towers over you, whispers against your gaping lips,

“And no, you won’t be getting another useless fucking purse or shitty designer jeans your ass is just gonna bust out of, after this.” His words make you whimper, eyes already glossing up as you pout your bottom lip. He doesn’t even bat an eye at your attempt to dissuade him from punishing you.

You’re over his knee in a second. It’s embarrassing, someone as big as you being spanked so petulantly, mocking you as if you were a child. Bakugou only laughs at every cry, every hiccup, every sob, never easing up on his slaps. His thick palms, thickened after years of quirk use, feel so heavy and hard against your plump ass, even the extra fat there doesn’t soften the impact.

“Bad fucking girl, princess. Think someone’s gonna want your stupid, bratty ass?”

“They’ll only want to fuck this fat ass, these pretty little thighs, but that’s it. No ones ever gonna spoil you like I do.”

“And that’s the fucking problem! I spoiled your ass! Even when you were being a spoiled, dumb little fucking brat, I rewarded that shit because of your stupid cute face and nice little body and fuck—”

You can’t help the wobbly smile at his confession. His spanks slow down as you look at him over your shoulder. You think his resolve is cracking at the soft eyes he gives you, before that same sneer is on his lips in an instant. He uses one hand to slam your face back down into the mattress and starts reigning slap after slap against your bruising ass.

“Don’t give me those eyes, princess, it’s not gonna work.” He growls, sounds like he doesn’t even believe himself. You wriggle and squirm in his lap, sobbing apologies as the spanks seem never ending, now traveling down to the backs of your thighs.

“Don’t be sorry now, smart mouth. You’re nothing but a little girl with a fat ass that needs to learn her fucking place. Ya understand me?” Bakugou snarls, grabbing mean handfuls of your ass, making you squeal and fight to get off of his lap.

“Tell me you understand, or you’re not getting shit for your birthday.” You know he’s bluffing, knows he would never let his pretty princess go without on her birthday, but you nod anyway, whimper.

“Y-yes, daddy, I understand!”

“Good.” He says, rubbing soothing circles on your sore ass. You’re still sobbing, eyes leaking like a faucet as Bakugou pulls you up to settle in his lap. You wrap your arms around his thick neck, cry your apologies for being so mean to him, let him coo and soothe your raw ass with a heated palm.

When your crying finally trickles down into soft whimpers, the rubbing slides down between your legs, plays with the hem of your panties. You grunt, pull away to look up at Bakugou, watch the way his eyes scan over your face as he bites his lip.

“Daddy?” You ask. “What are you...” you taper off when thick fingers find your clit through your panties. Bakugou smirks, swipe away your tears with his tongue. He speaks gruffly against your cheek,

“Your punishments not over yet, princess. This is for the weeks you’ve been fucking with me. Be a good girl and take it, yeah?”

You can only nod, sob softly, and let your Daddy punish you for being so mean to him. You deserve every slap, every name, every painful orgasm. As long as it’s from him, you’ll take whatever he gives you.

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[hoesoflamentation]

K!nktober 2021: Playtime with Daddy. | Mammon x F!MC | 18+

Prompt: DDLG

Pairing: Mammon x F!MC

Warnings: ddlg, ageplay, use of "daddy," dom!mammon, bratty!mc, oral s3x, fingering, ruined orgasm

A/N: daddy's home (again)! i know we just did this pairing/dynamic, but i was feeling self-indulgent. sue me ig.

p.s. i just updated my k!nktober masterlist, as i fear i may have girlbossed too close to the sun. please click here for a revised schedule!

"Daddddyyyy," MC whined, sneaking up to the bed and tugging on the back of Mammon's shirt.

Without looking up from his DDD, Mammon sighed. "What is it, baby? Can't ya see Daddy's busy?"

As Mammon rolled over to face her, MC pouted. "It's nothing..."

"I can tell when yer lying, ya know," he chuckled, tossing his DDD aside and patting the empty spot beside him. "C'mere, princess. Sit next to Daddy and tell him what's wrong."

Reluctantly, MC crawled into Mammon's lap and wrapped her arms around his neck, nuzzling her face into his collarbone.

"I just miss you 's all," she mumbled against his warm skin.

Mammon smiled, smoothing his hand over MC's hair. "I'm right here, baby."

MC sighed dramatically in reply. "I knooooow..."

Mammon laughed again at her absurdity, arms affectionately winding around MC's torso. The fabric bunched beneath her fingertips as she clung tightly to Mammon's shirt.

Whimpering, she subconsciously began to grind against his denim-covered thigh. A small gasp escaped Mammon's lips as his cock stiffened beneath the friction.

"Baby, what are you doing?"

"Mmm, nothing... just looking for attention."

"Daddy said he was busy, Princess," he said in a warning tone. "Yer gonna have to wait."

"Don't wanna wait," MC grumbled, tightening her grip on his clothes. "Want Daddy to touch me now."

"Baby, look at me."

Roughly, Mammon lifted her chin so she could stare directly into his eyes. A flicker of defiance crossed her face as his sapphire gaze searched hers.

"Yes, Daddy?"

Mammon's expression softened slightly as he held eye contact with MC. Even so, he channeled his sternest tone with her:

"If ya want playtime with Daddy, yer gonna have to wait."

MC's eyes twinkled deviously.

"Or what, Daddy?"

Despite Mammon's best efforts to hold back, her words unleashed the tower of flames burning within him. Emitting a low growl from the back of his throat, he rolled on top of MC, pinning her wrists violently to the bed.

"Okay, baby. Ya want Daddy to touch ya? Fine. But I'm gonna touch ya on my terms. Nod if ya understand me."

With a soft whimper, MC nodded twice, heat rushing to her face as she looked up at his imposing form.

"Good girl," Mammon praised, letting go of her wrists. "Now, lay back on those pillows for me, princess. Try to relax."

MC's stomach did a somersault as she obeyed his orders. His hands slid slowly down the sides of her waist, sending a shiver up MC's spine as he settled on his stomach in front of her.

Mammon hooked his fingers around her waistband, tugging on her pleated skirt until he revealed the lace-trimmed panties hidden underneath. His groan of pleasure echoed throughout the room.

"Whaddaya say when Daddy plays with ya?" Mammon prompted, fingernails digging into the soft flesh of her thighs as he left a trail of purple marks along the inner edge.

MC gasped as he roughly forced her legs apart, filling the space with his strong body.

"Thank you, Daddy," she moaned breathlessly.

"That's right, babygirl," he cooed in reply. "I'm yer daddy."

Over her underwear, Mammon's index finger traced a gentle line from the front of her pelvis down to her slit. The soaked garment clung closely to her shape, leaving little to the imagination.

"Mm, baby, yer so wet for me already," Mammon hummed, pleased with the way she writhed beneath his touch.

Before she could respond, Mammon pushed the fabric to one side, capturing her swollen clit with his plush lips. MC let out a high-pitched whine as he sucked gently on the aching bud, watching in delight while she squirmed and bunched the sheets in her fists.

"Is this what ya wanted, sweetheart?" Mammon goaded. "Have ya been thinking about playing with Daddy? Did ya miss Daddy's mouth around yer clit?"

MC mewed, her hips arching into every stroke of Mammon's tongue. Her hands tangled in his silver locks as he deftly flicked her sensitive nub. She lost herself in the sensation; lost track of how much time had passed before he slipped a nimble finger into her needy cunt.

The smallest movements of his hand, combined with the mastery of his tongue, quickly brought her to the edge. Sooner than she had hoped for, MC found herself on the verge of bursting.

"Daddy," she moaned. "Daddy, I'm close."

Mammon chuckled, the sound sending pleasant vibrations straight to MC's clit.

"Good girl...I'm so proud of ya."

Mammon boldly slid a second finger inside of her, stretching her opening as his tongue caressed her dripping folds. A cry hitched in the back of MC's throat, ready to escape at the moment of her climax -- when suddenly, Mammon sat up, cruelly withdrawing the source of her pleasure.

"Um, Daddy?" MC asked, her bottom lip trembling slightly. "W-what are you doing?"

A sadistic smile spread across the second-born's face, his lips shining with her slick. The Avatar of Greed reached up to wipe his mouth with the back of his hand before scolding:

"I'm teaching ya a lesson, babygirl... when Daddy tells ya to wait, ya fucking wait."

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[realcube]

telling the hq boys you faked an orgasm

characters ♡ bokuto, kuroo, hinata & tendō

content warning ♡ cursing, fem!reader, nsfw themes, all characters aged up - minors dni

kōtarō bokuto

♡ you must be a really good actor if you managed to fake an orgasm without him noticing js

♡ anyway, bokuto needed a lil’ ego boost bc he hadn’t been to well at his games lately so you were talking about how great he was in comparison to your exes 🥰

♡ bc that always cheers him up pfft 

♡ after a while, the topic accidently kinda steered off in the direction of sex so you reminded him that he was the first guy to ever make you cum 

♡ and since he seemed to have gone back to his normal, cheery, confident self, you thought it was safe to joke about how the first time you ever came was on round two (2) of y’alls first time together 

♡ he was chuckling, laughing at a previous joke you just made then he literally just froze-

♡ which creeped you out tbh

♡ ofc you asked him if he was okay and once your statement had fully processed in his brain, he asked with a shaky voice if you meant to say round one 

♡ his red cheeks and pout should’ve been a big sign that you should lie and say ‘yeah, i meant round one.’ but instead you just shrugged and said, ‘no, it was round two. i faked it the first time.’

♡ you may as well just have stabbed him through the heart and left his corpse in a Target parking-lot >:’(

♡ WHY WOULD YOU DO THAT 😭

♡ bokuto tackled you into a hug - and luckily you were already sitting on the bed or else that could’ve ended badly - as he buried his face into your neck and blubbered, ‘oi! was my dick not big enough the first time?!’

♡ bc obvsiously dick size = orgasm 👍 /s

♡ you tried to explain to him that he was just really stiff the first round but in the second, he actually started to utilize his lips and hands  - but that just made him defensive 

♡ ‘i was nervous, (y/n)!’

♡ ‘yeah, i understand, bo! i was nervous too. but look on the bright side, you were the first guy to ever make me cu--’

♡ ‘ON THE SECOND ROUND! I’M A FAILURE-’

♡ if he wasn’t already in emo-mode, he is now 

♡ though he probably takes it closest to heart out of all of them, he’ll probably forget about it after a good nights’ rest lol

♡ honestly 90% of his problems are solved by sleep and the other 10% is solved by water

♡ but for the rest of the day, pls be gentle with him 🙏 he is sensitive-

tetsorō kuroo 

♡ offended™

♡ he told you about an argument he had with bokuto about who was better in bed and he said something along the lines of ‘then i told that owl bastard that i made my girl cum with just my finger so i guess my di--’

♡ and you were already in a pissy mood bc he has been talking non-stop for the last half hour, not letting you get a word in so when you heard him say that, you blurted out, ‘who’s your girl then?’

♡ kuroo was just about to keep rambling on until he finally faltered, ‘what?’

♡ you blinked rapidly, unsure of whether you should continue or not but his glare that seeming to penetrate to tough exterior prompted you to choke out, ‘uh, wh- who said you could do that?’

♡ kuroo cocked his head to the side, quirking a brow, ‘how bout the time i had that meeting thing?’

♡ that was in reference to the time he was wearing a suit for his conference which he had to leave for in a few minutes, so ofc he didn’t have the time to get undressed so he just fingered you 

♡ however, after a while it was clear that you weren’t gonna reach your high anytime soon and you didn’t want him to miss his train, so you just..pretended to cum :)

♡ ‘uuhhh’

♡ kuroo’s tongue ran over his bottom lip, looking irritated at first before he pounced on you with tickling hands, ‘tell me what you mean by that! did you cum or not?!’

♡ you tried to stutter out a response but his fingers worked quickly at your stomach, ‘i- uh- no!’ you finally managed to squeal, resulting in his whole body immediately freezing

♡ ‘why?’ 

♡ you blinked rapidly, inhaling sharply at his sudden change in demeanour, ‘b-because you were gonna miss your train, baby!’ you yelled, clasping his cheeks in your hands 

♡ kuroo chuckled, running a hand through his hair as before pinning you to a nearby wall by placing an arm over your head, ‘that’s no excuse, babygirl.’ his gaze burned through his bangs and into your eyes, ‘now, how do you think i should punish you for lying to me?’

♡ your throat ran dry, looking up at him with pleading eyes as you ran your hand up his chest, your mind too fogged by the feeling on his knee rubbing against your clothed cunt to process his question properly

♡ ‘c’mon, use your words.’ he cooed, taking your chin between in index finger and thumb before angling your head upwards

♡ once he realised that you were at loss for words, he answered on your behalf with a sly smirk on his face, ‘i’ll make you cum so many times - until that slutty mouth of yours forgets how to lie to me.’

satori tendō

♡ he’s probably the least fazed

♡ if it was in the past, at least

♡ like if you tell him that you faked an orgasm with him on your first time together, he’d hardly be surprised lol

♡ he’d just chuckle and shrug bc ofc he’d be awkward during his first time, but he’s gotten a lot better since then so it’s fine

♡ but if you say you faked a orgasm last night- he is shocked 

♡ like you can see his hair inflate and his eyes widen 

♡ ‘wha- why?’

♡ you shrugged, casually taking a seat beside him as if what you just said wasn’t a big deal - which it was, to him, at least

♡ ‘but you’re usually a slut around my fingers.’ he said, tugging on each of them individually, preparing them for the lengthy session they were about to have 

♡ ‘i guess it just didn’t hit the same yesterday’

♡ he raised a brow, taking one of your clothed breasts into his hands to fondle with it while he kept his eyes glued on your blushing face, ‘how ‘bout we try it again then, doll? this time, i won’t stop until that pretty little mouth of yours is begging me to let you cum.’

shōyō hinata

♡ he honestly feels bad for you 

♡ when you approached him to explain that his fingers alone didn’t really do it for you last night, he felt so guilty

♡ like he didn’t want you to feel obligated to fake for him- 

♡ but he was glad that you told him :))

♡ he wasn’t too sure about the fingering thing either so it wasn’t that big of a loss for him lol 

♡ that was hardly an excuse though bc ofc he wanted you to feel good no matter what 

♡ anyway, he probably use this against you if you are ever being too bratty - like he’ll threaten to only fuck you with his fingers for a few weeks or so if you don’t fix your attitude 

♡ or he’ll slip out at the last second and replace his dick with his fingers just as you are about to reach your high to ruin your orgasm 🥰

♡ he feels kinda bad that you had to fake an orgasm for him but he promised to make it up to you :3 and he did, many times

♡ like he took the fact you didn’t like his fingering and ran with it 

♡ though he initially wanted to improve his fingering skills, once he realised that he could use it as a punishment for you, he didn’t bother

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[sinner-as-saint]

I Did Something Bad - 1.

Bodyguard!Stucky x Reader AU

Part 2 <<

Run-through: You’re a rich spoilt brat, and your two bodyguards are the ones who have to put up with you and your attitude all day every day. Until one day, they’ve had about enough. And they decide to tame the brat in you…

Themes: bratty!reader, smut, daddy kink, bodyguard!stucky

“What a brat.” Steve mumbled under his breath.

“I agree.” Bucky sent a brief nod towards him.

They were both right behind you, each holding your countless shopping bags as they walked the steps which led to the front door of your house.

Correction, your father’s house. You didn’t actually own anything, you were just blessed enough to have been born in a filthy rich family. And you were an only child, so your parents treated you like you were the most precious thing in the world. You were spoilt.

Spoilt like Steve and Bucky had never seen before. You had people to do everything for you. You didn’t even do your own make up or hair in the morning; you had an entire team for that.

Your parents were away most of the time, on business trips and earning more money so you could be even more of a spoilt brat. Given they were away, they had two of the most highly trained, professional bodyguards stay with you to ensure your safety – Steve Rogers and Bucky Barnes.

The two were the best of friends, and initially they didn’t even want to put up with you. But the paychecks which came from your father each month were hefty. So they compromised; put up with your annoying, bratty self just for the salary.

There were other perks of the job. They got to stay in a lavish mansion, they got to travel everywhere, enjoy the finest things in life, along with you.

 “Uh, can one of you guys come help me?” came the sound of your voice from inside your bedroom. The two men who were outside your bedroom groaned quietly.

They shared a look and opened the door to your grand bedroom and stepped in. They always envied you, and all the nice things you had without even having work a day in your life. They both looked around, looking for you in the spacious bedroom.

You stepped out of the walk-in closet wearing a black, lace bodysuit – showing off your cleavage and your legs.

The two men’s eyes almost fell out of their sockets.

Oh another perk to the job, you were smoking hot. And that almost made up for your attitude that they had to put up with at times, because who wouldn’t like a doll parading around them all the time?  

You walked up till you stood in front of them, nonchalantly checking out the new rings and jewelry you had on, which you had bought earlier. Not caring about the fact that you were semi-naked in front of the two.

“Can one of you zip me up?” you spoke, without looking up.

And it took both of them a few seconds to process everything. They shared a look again, filthy things on both their minds.

“I’ll do it.” Steve spoke up before Bucky could even open his mouth and offer to help. The latter glared at his friend. Steve walked up behind you, and gently pushed all your hair out of the way and shifting it over your shoulder while he shamelessly let his eyes roam over your semi-exposed body.

He took his sweet time to find the zipper and closing it gently, letting his fingertips lightly caress your skin. He admired the shape of your body once he was done, Bucky did the same. You walked away from Steve, not even thanking him and went on to admire yourself in the mirror.

The two men couldn’t take their eyes off you as you posed in front of the mirror, checking yourself out and clicking pictures here and there.

“I want a green smoothie.” You said, to no one in particular. But neither of them heard because they were busy checking you out. And seeing they weren’t moving you turned around and faced them. “Hello? I said I want green smoothie.” You said, as usual, in that bratty voice of yours. You had absolutely no patience, you were a total brat.

But that didn’t matter right now. Not when you looked like that; beautiful and enticing, but so out of their league.

Bucky cleared his throat and peeled his eyes off you. “Steve will get it. Someone has to stay here with you.” He made the decision without even sparing Steve a look.

And poor Steve had to agree and leave the room. While Bucky stayed in your room and enjoyed the show as you tried on all the clothes and lingerie you bought earlier today.

 You caught Bucky staring at you through the mirror and you internally smirked. You considered yourself lucky that the two bodyguards your dad had appointed were both eye candy. All your friends drooled over both of them; you included.

How could you not? They were always so… hot. Black suits, dark sunglasses whenever you were out, broody and handsome; they could make any one’s heart flutter. You knew how the brat in you annoyed them, but you couldn’t help it. You liked the look on their faces when they realize that they can’t do otherwise but obey you.

 Steve returned with your smoothie and you took it, again without thanking him. He noticed you were in another bodysuit, nude colored this time and much more flimsy. He discretely sent a questioning look towards Bucky and the latter smirked and raised his eyebrow at him. As if boasting and saying, ‘yup, I helped her with that one.’

 “I’m going to the club later tonight.” You announced and the two men almost groaned out loud.

You were a true party animal. And Steve and Bucky hated your useless, equally as spoilt, friends. Each time you went clubbing, they always had to carry you home because you cannot handle alcohol for too long. And the worst part, they’d have to deal with your hungover self the next day.

Steve couldn’t help but point out. “This is the fifth time in the past three weeks. Are you sure you should be partying so much?” he sounded like he was done with you, but was still trying to be polite because you were still his boss’ daughter.

Bucky nodded, agreeing with his friend. And you frowned at both of them.

“Correct me if I’m wrong, but do I pay you to lecture me?” you asked, crossing your arms over your chest, your action accentuating your breasts.

Steve looked down at the ground, afraid he might have been staring at your chest for too long. “No ma’am.” He replied, hands in front of him – standing in a classic bodyguard pose.

You scoffed, giving them both a look which told them not to mess with you. “Good. We leave at ten thirty.” You announced and walked back into your walk-in closet.

 -

As predicted, you were wasted within the first three hours of being at the club. And just like always, Steve and Bucky had to carry you out and bring you home.

Luckily you didn’t throw up on the sidewalk or in the car this time. Your driver drove all of you home, and Bucky had you on his lap in the backseat, your feet on Steve’s lap. You were blacked out.

“She looks so angelic when she sleeps.” Steve commented, quietly.

Bucky chuckled. “Wait till she wakes up tomorrow and makes everyone’s life a living hell.” Bucky said, remembering the last time you were hungover and how you had him, Steve, your housekeeper, maids and chefs, all run around like headless chickens.

Steve chuckled at the same memory. “I swear if she treats us as her slaves like last time, I’m gonna quit.”

Bucky sent a look towards his friend. “Please don’t, I can’t handle her on my own.” He pretended to shiver at the thought of him having to put up with your antics all on his own.

And the two men shared a laugh.

 They put you to bed once you all made it home. They placed you under the covers, the maid took off your shoes and most of your jewelry, took out the pins in your hair and turned the lights off before they stepped out of your room.

---

The next day, the minute they each woke up in their rooms, they heard your loud voice coming from upstairs. And they both groaned as they got ready for the day.

Steve was out of his room and on his way to you first. Bucky came shortly after. And they found you in bed, whining about having a terrible headache.

“Do you need painkillers?” Bucky asked and you glared at him.

“I already took them.” you spat at him.

Clearly you were going to be even more of a bitch today.

“Did you have breakfast?” Steve asked, standing at the end of your bed.

You groaned.

“The thought of food makes me want to throw up.” You whined, testing his patience already.

Steve sighed. “Look, you need to eat. It’s the only way you’ll get rid of the hangover-,”

You cut him off.

“Ugh, okay mom!” you mocked. “Fine, whatever, just get out.” You said rather rudely. And while Steve was still debating what to say to you, Bucky spoke up.

He stepped up closer to you, standing by the side of your bed. “Hey, easy. We’re just trying to help. You need to eat so y-,”

You cut him off as well. “Like I said before, I don’t pay you to lecture me, why do you even-,” you were going off but this time Steve cut you off.

“Enough!” he raised his voice, and both you and Bucky turned to look at him. He had never acted like this before. You could see the irritation on his face as he stared at you.

“You don’t pay us, first of all, your father does! You don’t do anything other than sit there and be a brat and spend his money! We technically don’t work for you, we work for him. So let us do our jobs, which is to take care of his spoilt daughter who has no manners whatsoever. His daughter who treats people like slaves! People who actually care about her more than her own parents do!” He spat, making your jaw drop.

He continued, less loudly this time. “For once, drop your attitude and do as we say. Get in the shower, and then come downstairs. Breakfast will be ready by then.” He looked at you dead in the eyes while he scolded you. “Move, now!” the authority in his voice had you scram out of bed and rush into the bathroom immediately.

Once you shut the bathroom door behind you, Bucky turned to Steve and extended his arm so they could do their secret handshake.

“What was that?” he asked, clearly impressed.

Steve smirked. “Just taming the brat.” He answered.

Bucky laughed. “What if she tells her dad and gets us both fired?” he asked.

Steve knew you would never tell your dad because you would be somewhat ashamed in saying you got blacked out drunk at the club and then were rude to people afterwards. “She won’t.” he said and they both made their way out and into the kitchen.

 Breakfast was ready by the time you came downstairs, rather sheepishly. You kept your eyes to the ground as you sat at the kitchen island. Surprisingly, you waited patiently for your breakfast.

Bucky took the plate and placed it in front of you. Baked beans, hash browns, eggs, toast – not your usual breakfast because you normally had sugary cereal in the morning.

You sighed rather loudly, frowned and began complaining, “But this is n-,”

Bucky cut you off by grabbing your chin gently and tilting your head up so you looked up at him. He didn’t even think twice before touching your face, but you didn’t mind it. At all.

You looked up into his ocean blue eyes, very similar to Steve’s.

“A big breakfast will help, trust me. And it’s better than that bowl of sugar you’re used to.” He said, cracking a faint smile. You shyly returned him a smile. “Eat.” He pointed at the plate and went to find Steve in the living room.

 -

You were pretty quiet for the rest of the morning. Quiet as in, you weren’t throwing a fit when the meal that the chef made for you wasn’t what you wanted. Or you weren’t whining about how you hate everyone in this house. Or you weren’t being a bitch to absolutely everyone you saw because you were hungover.

You spent most of the day in your room, sulking. Mainly because you weren’t used to people talking in loud voices at you. Steve and Bucky came to check up on you a few times, asked you if there’s anywhere you need to go. But you said no each time. You barely spoke to them, at least you weren’t rude.

 You were tame – but it didn’t last for long.

-

The next day, you were back to being a brat. Once the hangover passed, you were just as loud and rude as before. You were even rude to Bucky – all your manners from the previous day forgotten – when he came to ask you what you wanted for breakfast.

“Is there a way to ever get a straight answer out of you for once, without you being sarcastic and bratty all the time?” he asked, wishing you were back to yesterday when you were all quiet and obedient.

You scoffed and got out of bed. “You or Steve yell at me one more time, and I will call dad and have both of you fired. You hear me?” you spat at him.

And he wanted to tell you off, like Steve did, but then he took one look at your appearance. Messy hair, your reading glasses on, an oversized white shirt – no pants. You looked too adorable to scold. So he let you go.

 You tested Steve’s patience too that day. As usual, people ran your errands and Steve brought you something that you had asked for and you took it without thanking him.

“Will a ‘thank you’ hurt?” he asked.

You glared at him.

“Stop it. You’re not my mom.” You said bitterly and he groaned and walked away.

-

This had been their daily lives for the past year and a half. And each day they thought there was no way you could out do yourself and be any more of a brat. Yet, each day you kept surprising them with how annoying you could be to deal with.

Then one day, you truly out did yourself.

You were nowhere to be found.

 “This is it, I’m calling her dad.” Steve took out his phone but Bucky stopped him.

“She’s our responsibility, calling her dad would be equivalent to digging our own graves. Don’t.” Bucky reasoned. He couldn’t even imagine calling a parent to tell them their child has gone missing.

They were both panicking. You had snuck out earlier in the afternoon, and it was now nighttime and you still weren’t back. The two were pacing around the living room.

“I don’t get it, usually she tells us before even going outside in the yard.” Bucky was trying to figure out what must’ve gone wrong.

Steve sighed, ready to punch something out of frustration. “She acts like such a child sometimes. Can’t even track her phone because she left it here.” He shook his head.

“It’s nearly midnight Steve, she should be back by now. We need to do something. Did you get anything from the camera footage?” Bucky was worried sick – both about your safety and his job.

Steve swore under his breath. “Nothing on there. I mean we don’t even know if she went out on her own or got kidnapped or some-,”

A voice cut him off.

“Chill moms, I’m fine.” You walked into the living room with a smirk on. And the two men looked at you like they were witnessing some miracle. Bucky was relieved, yet somewhat irritated. Steve was just angry.

“Where the hell have you been? You were missing for 8 hours!” Bucky asked, the smug look on your face was beginning to piss him off.

You didn’t bother answering, you walked right past them and into the kitchen. The two, now irritated, followed you.

“Answer, god damn it! Where have you been? We were worried sick!” Steve hissed.

You took a water bottle out of the fridge and took a long sip while looking at them both with nothing but cockiness in your eyes.

“Well good news, I was so annoying and bratty that the kidnappers dropped me right back home.” You fake smiled, obviously being sarcastic and walked out of the kitchen. You heard the two groaned as you left them in the kitchen.

 You rushed upstairs and went right into your bedroom, and not even a few seconds later – they both walked into your room very angrily and without even bothering to knock first.

You sighed. “Get out. I’m tired, I need to sleep.” You spoke, without looking up at them.

“I don’t think so. Now answer me, where the fuck have you been?” Bucky asked, clearly mad.

You chuckled. “Watch your tone with me.” You sassed.

Steve stepped forward and walked right up to you. He stood closer to you than usual, invading your personal space. But you didn’t mind it one bit.

“Or what, huh?” he asked, sliding his hand into your hair gently, tugging on it a little making your head tilt back so you looked up at him.

You were speechless as you looked up into his ocean blue eyes. Mainly because you weren’t expecting this, but also because the look on his face sent a tingle dancing down your spine, and ended right at your core. Definitely not a bad tingle.

When you recovered, you were about to lift your hand up and slap his hand away from you but then you realized that Bucky was behind you, locking your wrists in his grip behind your back.

“Let’s try that again, sweetheart. Where have you been?” Bucky whispered in your ear, his lips brushing against the shell of your ear and making you shiver.

You looked up at Steve, immobilized and not hating it. “I… I was out with my girlfriends.” You confessed and almost whimpered when bucky tightened his grip around your wrists.

“And what did we say about sneaking out, or going anywhere without informing us?” Steve asked. You believed it might have been your imagination, but it felt as though he leaned in a little, bringing his face closer to yours.

It took you a few seconds to process given the proximity of the two men was interrupting your ability to think straight. “You… you said it was against the rules.” You remember that long talk you had with both of them the day they joined. When they took the time to explain the rules to you but all you did was roll your eyes at them and sigh.

Bucky chuckled darkly right in your ear. “Seems you have broken an important rule, sweetheart.” He gently kissed the skin beneath your ear and your eyes flew shut. Your lips parted as you tried hard not to moan at the feeling of his soft lips against your skin.

When you opened your eyes, you found Steve smirking down at you. He felt a rush course through him and leaned in to gently take your lower lip between his teeth; tugging on it playfully. His actions were gentle, but you shivered still. Steve bit down on your lip, while Bucky discretely kissed down your neck.

Then and there, something shifted in the air. It was a pleasant shift.

Steve chuckled against your mouth. “You never learn, babygirl.” he mumbled, against the side of your mouth. And the nickname had you almost whimpering.

Bucky softly nibbled on your skin at your shoulder; making you shudder. Steve tugged a little more on your hair and pulled away to look at you. If there’s anything you knew for sure in that moment, is that you wanted them. Both of them. Bad.

“Teach me then.” You whispered. And both of them smirked and shared a look.

If only you had been careful about what you wished for…

 You were kneeling on your bed, naked and with Bucky still holding your wrists behind your back. His grip was tight and strong, but you didn’t complain. You couldn’t because Steve had his two fingers gently pumping in and out of your mouth.

He had searched your bedside table a few minutes ago, and pulled out the vibrator wand which you had hidden in there. You wondered how he knew it was there. But before you could think over it too much, he turned it on and placed it in between your legs; right on top of your entrance.

You whined in pleasure, but he quickly shut you up by pushing his fingers past your lips. “Always whining like a brat.” He commented, smirking and wiggling the wand a little and making you whine louder. And to add on to your sweet torture, Bucky circled his arm around you and gently circled your clit with his two fingers.

“What is it babygirl, you can’t take it?” Steve taunted again.

You whimpered under their touch, but something told you that they wouldn’t let you have your way so easily this time.

“I know you’ve never heard ‘no’ in your life, sweetheart. But you will tonight.” Bucky murmured in your ear, making you tilt your head back; shivering against him.

Steve chuckled, removing his fingers from your warm mouth. “You’re not allowed to cum until you have our permission, babygirl. You hear me?”

You nodded and whimpered a pathetic yes.

Your thighs began trembling as they both messed with you. Steve changed the setting on the wand, making it more intense while Bucky tilted your head back and kissed you deeply. More like invaded your mouth like he owned it; pushing his tongue past your lips and stroking the top of your mouth. You whimpered, happily trapped between the two of them.

You felt the pressure forming in between your legs, and you involuntarily bucked your hips against the vibrator, trying desperately to chase your orgasm. Steve noticed, and he didn’t think twice before lifting the vibrator off you – denying you your release.

You groaned louder, the sound muffled by Bucky’s mouth on top of yours. He pulled away from the kiss and chuckled. “It’s frustrating, isn’t it baby?” he asked, softly. You looked up at him and nodded. His soft demeanor went away the minute you agreed. “Well that’s exactly how it feels when you don’t listen.” He growled leaning in again. You thought he was going to kiss you again, but instead he licked your swollen lower lip and spat into your open mouth.

His actions elicited a loud whine out of you.

“Look at me.” Steve slid his hands into your hair again and tugged on it. You looked at him with nothing but desire in your eyes. He let go of your hair and gripped your jaw while he placed the vibrator back against your core. You felt the vibrations all over your body, a familiar warmth washing over you while you stared into his icy blue eyes.

“Always boasting about your family’s money and power, you little brat.” Steve whispered, leaning in to bite your mouth again while he pressed the vibrator further against your core, making you drip and moan louder. “Who’s your daddy now, huh?”

Bucky fingers found your clit again, and they teased you just like before. “Tell us baby, who owns this bratty little cunt?” Bucky whispered menacingly in your ear, biting on your ear lobe.

You moaned again, both at the sensations and the words. “You do…” you breathed out, unable to form coherent sentences. They both chuckled, and continued their sweet torture on your body. Steve kissed along your jaw as he wiggled the wand around and make you scream louder, while Bucky’s fingers rubbed your clit furiously.

And you couldn’t take it anymore. “Can I-… please…” you begged and it was the first time they heard you ask for something so politely.

“What was that, babygirl?” Steve asked, pretending that he didn’t hear you the first time. And seeing you weren’t answering, he lifted the vibrator off you again. “I said, what was that?” he asked again, more sternly.

You whined and whimpered at being denied again. “Please… please can I cum?” you asked again, begging with your eyes shut to stop the tears of frustration from falling.

Bucky immediately wrapped a hand around your throat and tilted your head back. “Ask nicely sweetheart. Say ‘please daddy, I’ll be a good girl from now.’“ he mumbled against the side of your mouth.

Steve increased the intensity of the vibrator again and it made you repeat Bucky’s words wantonly. They were both pleased at your obedience, but not quite done with you yet.

“Look at me, babygirl.” For a moment, Steve’s voice had you fooled. You thought he was actually going to give in and would actually let you cum. “You want to cum for daddy?” he asked, and you nodded with hot tears falling down your cheeks. And just when you thought you were getting closer to your release, he lifted the wand off your body again.

“No. You will not cum until you’ve learnt your lesson.”

 They both toyed with your body like they owned it. They switched places and Bucky had the most fun in teasing you with the vibrator. He trailed it up and down your body, circling your erected nipples with the tip of the wand and then back down to where you craved it the most.

Tears streamed down your face.

“Are you crying, baby? Good, this would teach you not to be a brat next time,” Bucky spoke as he wiggled the toy around against your wet folds.

You begged them relentlessly, but they denied you each time. Looking you deep in the eyes and saying, ‘No.’ Yet, a twisted part of you liked how they treated you like they owned you. Like you were nothing but a toy to them, for them to play with as they pleased.

Your pleas were incessant, and wanton. Steve pushed two of his fingers past your entrance while Bucky placed the wand right on your clit – unmoving. Steve’s fingers stroked your walls so slowly that it was almost agonizing.

“Aww you’re dripping all over my hand, babygirl.” He commented, making you squeeze around his fingers. Your arousal leaked out of you, coating the tip of the toy and his fingers alike. He could see what they were both doing to you, and he liked the control they both had over you. “Look at how you’re shaking.” He taunted again.

You begged again, to no one in particular. And the reply was just as disappointing as earlier. “No. Spoilt brats with no manners don’t get to cum so easily.”

And you whined again.

“Shh, you’re gonna take all that we give you. And you’re not gonna be a brat about it, you understand?” Steve silenced you.

Bucky gripped your jaw and kissed you deeply again, swallowing your pathetic moans while he pressed the wand further against you. Your body trembled, you moaned as soon as the vibrating tip came in contact with your sensitive spot. Your body shuddered as he wiggled it around just a bit. The sensation was overwhelming.

“Do you want us to stop, babygirl?” Steve mumbled in your ear, his fingers slipping in and out of you and the wet sounds were obscene.

You shook your head and Bucky pulled away to let you talk. “No, no please… don’t stop…” the last thing you wanted was for them to leave you here, frustrated and burning with desire.

 Unfortunately, that’s exactly what they did.

“Well guess what, sweetheart? You don’t get to make the rules this time. You can’t always have what you want.” Bucky smirked as he lifted off the wand from you and turned it off.

Steve chuckled and kissed your neck, releasing your sore wrists. “Good night, babygirl.” They both stood up from your bed, leaving you naked, whimpering, and tear-stained, burning with need and most of all; dripping wet.

Your body was worn out, after being with them for the past hour or two. Or maybe more, you couldn’t tell because you were a little disoriented. But you couldn’t believe that they were just walking away from you, without giving you what you so desperately wanted.

“And don’t you dare touch yourself.” Bucky said, before he walked out of your room.

Steve took a good look at you; what a beautiful mess he and Bucky had made. “See you tomorrow.” He winked before he shut the door behind him.

 ---

a/n: fear not, there’s a part 2 coming soon ;)

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Make Me. - Yuuji Itadori & Sukuna

summary: being the bratty little sub you are you push your boyfriend’s buttons until he makes you remember why you call him d*ddy.

warnings: smut! , mirror sex, dom!yuuji, sub!reader, bratty!reader, slapping, overstim, use of the word d*ddy in sexual context, male receiving oral, sukuna comin out to playyy, the sweetest aftercare ever 🥺, cussing of course and sukuna being mean (degradation)

author’s note: happy valentines day babies! I’m writing this as a gift for you guys as a thank you for your support and to celebrate valentines day! enjoy lovelies!

You have no idea why. No rhyme or reason how. But today, you awake in a very temperamental mood.

Poor Yuuji was just sleeping; snoring next to his beautiful, sweet and kind girlfriend. Well she was gone today. A bratty little snatch had arisen and it was about to become everybody’s problem. You were always such a good girl. Never started fights. Never really acted out. But today, you just felt like being the baddest you could be.

Yuuji being the perceptive boyfriend he is already knew you were being testy. He tried everything to make you feel a little better. He was so sweet; so caring and understanding. But you just would not budge.

“I have an idea. Let’s go out, hm? Get us some food? I know you’re hungry.” He coaxed, earning a nonchalant “whatever” from you. Yuuji just shrugged it off but the raging curse, Sukuna was in the back of his mind reeling him for letting you off so easy.

“You need to put that little brat in her place. If you keep allowing her to step all over you then I will take care of her.”

Yuuji just pushed his voice to the very back of his mind, hating having to punish you. Sukuna got a kick out it though; always urging Yuuji to hit you harder, fuck you faster. Even he himself found it absolutely tantalizing to see you submit yourself to him, completely helpless as he fucked you so hard that all you could do was lay there and take it. But still, hurting his precious baby was no easy feat. Fuck.

You and Yuuji spent rest of the day at the mall after you two ate; not a single conversation without ending in an argument. He was losing his patience with you, your bratty tendencies becoming such a pain in his side. What the hell was up with you?

You were walking through the mall with him, lazily holding his hand until you saw the biggest stuffed animal you’d ever seen. You wanted it; hell you needed that stuffie.

“Ooh! Look! Can I have it Yuuji? Please?” You pleaded, pointing at the stuffie through the display window.

“No, Y/N. We’re leaving. You got enough treats today.” He said.

“But I want it!” You persist.

“Drop it, Y/N. You’re really starting to get on my nerves. Let’s. Go.” Yuuji said sternly.

Your eye twitched in annoyance, ready to throw a fucking temper tantrum just because. You cross your arms and stand right in front of the store.

“Make me.” You tease, sticking out your tongue like a petulant child.

That’s it. You’ve done it. The straw that broke the camel’s back. Yuuji was livid at this point.

He raised his eyebrow and towered over your body, face close enough to kiss you.

“Oh I’ll fucking make you, alright.” He said, grabbing your arm and pulling you out of the mall with enough force to scare you straight.

Yet still you test him, cussing and screaming at him to let you go all. The way. To the car. Yuuji stops and pins you against the car, your back facing him and the same arm he held now folded behind you.

“When we get in this car, you’d better be quiet the whole way home or else.” He hissed, nearing himself close to your ear.

“Or else what?” You persist, immediately regretting it when Yuuji lifted up your skirt and yanked your panties down.

“You just don’t know when to quit do you? Get in the fucking car.” He snarled, pushing you towards the car door as he stuffed your panties into his pocket.

You stumble, struggling to get the door open as your legs tremble in devilish excitement. God he was being so rough. Maybe this is what you needed all along. You crawl into the car, becoming meek as Yuuji gets in the driver’s seat and slams the door.

“You know how much trouble you’re in? Huh?” His deep voice echoing in your ears as you stare down at your thighs, not answering him. Yuuji let out an aggravated growl and grabbed your chin, forcing you to meet his intense gaze.

“Got nothing to say now, princess? You had so much mouth earlier. What happened?” He chuckled darkly, slipping his hand between your legs to palm at your already wet pussy.

“You like talking back to me, don’t you? You’re gonna fucking get it.” He says as his hand reaches down to choke you while the other stuffs one meesely finger inside your weeping hole. You’re stifling your noise, panting lightly as you try to grind up against his hand until he stops his movements completely.

He completely pulls away and says nothing, starting the car and driving away. Your whole body is hot and needy for Yuuji to fuck you or even toy with you just for a little.

Should you risk touching yourself without permission? Should you just be good for once? All your thoughts leave your mind as Yuuji slips his hand back between your legs, this time using two fingers. You gasp, shocked at his sudden move until you look up and see you’re at a red light.

It felt so good; Yuuji’s fingers hooked deliciously to find that spot he knows drives you insane, urging you to rub your clit for good measure. It was all too much, your legs trembling as your pussy drooled all over his hands and the seat of his car. Your eyes were locked onto Yuuji’s fingers, losing focus quickly as you start to come undone.

Then he stopped. The light was green and Yuuji pulled away from you to drive once more. He made sure to lick his fingers and laugh at your dissatisfied face.

“Oh come on, don’t give me that look. We’re almost home.” He teased, your eyes tearing up as he snatched your hands away from your puffy clit. You whimper and try rubbing your thighs together to relieve the ache between your legs but no dice. You needed him to get you off now, or else you might just go off the deep end.

As the drive home went on you dreaded every light signal; hoping he’d catch every greenlight so you’d calm down, get your barings. But of course you weren’t getting off that easy. The light just before your block just had to turn red.

You could feel Yuuji’s eyes burning a hole in the side of your head, trying to close your legs before he could attack your cunt again. Of course you’re over powered by his strong hands, your thighs now split apart for his every so desire. He’s using three fingers now, demanding you rub your clit for him as he fucked you with his fingers.

Your pussy emitted the dirtiest noises, Yuuji groaning as you moan and writhe in the passenger’s seat. Your eyes were at the back of your head, begging and pleading for him to let you cum only for him to chuckle and stop again. You sob pathetically, tears threatening to fall as Yuuji started driving again.

“Now you wanna cry. Heh. Pathetic.” He spat, his mean words burning as you shamefully become feral at his insult.

The car slowed, signaling you were finally home as you pulled your skirt down to get out. Yuuji climbed out of the car without a word and led you inside, the tension so thick you could cut it with a sword. He shut the front door with a slam, lifting you up and throwing you onto his shoulder as if he were carrying a sack potatoes.

“I hope completely showing your ass today was worth it ‘cause now I’m gonna fucking ruin you.” He said, walking to the bedroom with you hanging over his shoulder like a rag doll. He opened the door and kicked it closed, slamming you onto the bed.

He was so angry you could see it in his pretty eyes. So angry that Yuuji just wasn’t Yuuji anymore, Sukuna’s tattoos taking form on his face and body as he stood over your now shaking body.

“Finally. I’ve been waiting to bring you to your knees, brat.” Sukuna says, his face pulling the most intimidating smirk you’d ever seen.

Only once in a blue moon you act out so badly to the point Sukuna gets tired of seeing you be let off so easily and takes over Yuuji. In fact, he’s the reason you only act out once in a blue moon. Sukuna was rutheless. The way he fucks you should be down right outlawed. Your body was always incredibly sore when he was finished with you.

“I’m tired of toying with you. Get on your knees. Now.” He demands, motioning you onto the floor. You oblige, sitting on your legs as Sukuna pulls you towards him by your hair. He rips off his shirt in true Sukuna fashion and pulls out his massive, heavy dick; the sight nearly making you drool as it slaps against his stomach. Yuuji had a nice dick but Sukuna- oh boy. Sukuna only enhanced his size, girth and length along with some of the most devine veins you’ve ever had the pleasure to have inside you.

“Open.” He said, forcing his length down your throat as soon as you do. You gag around him, forgetting how fucking huge he was. Sukuna laughed as he watched you struggle to take him all in, drool dripping down the sides of your mouth as he fucked your mouth. Your cheeks hallow with every thrust, eyes clouding with tears as he forcefully bobbed your head onto his dick.

“That’s right, slut. Suck my fucking dick like a good little whore.”

You blink away your tears and look up at him, sticking your tongue out to lick the underside of his dick as you reach your hand down and rub clumsy circles on your sensitive bud. Sukuna cussed and yanked you off of his cock, slapping you as you gasp. The sting fades into a strange pleasure you hadn’t felt in so long, the sensation going straight to your pussy. You had to admit being hit in bed was so wrong but so fucking right. Though Yuuji could never bring himself to hit you, Sukuna had no problem.

“Who said you could touch yourself? You ask me permission first, do you under fucking stand?” He barked. Sukuna paused waiting for your answer, his hand still holding your hair as he forced you to keep your eyes locked on his.

You nod, out of breath and mind hazy as Sukuna yanks your head back to spit in your mouth.

“So good when you listen, slut. Bend over in front of the mirror. I want you to see how fucking pathetic you are.”

You do as you’re told, crawling on your hands and knees towards the large full body mirror you convinced Yuuji to buy one day at the mall. Who knew you’d eventually be fucked in front of it? Sukuna made sure to say every demeaning and degrading word to you as he walked behind you while you crawled, kneeling down behind you once you get to the mirror.

Sukuna made his dominating presence known as he slapped his dick against your pussy, watching you flinch at his sheer girth. Sukuna grabbed your hair and pulled you up to face the mirror.

“Look at yourself. Such a fucking whore for us, hm? I think you owe us an apology.” Sukuna said rubbing the head of his dick against your needy pussy. You stutter, moaning as he prods himself at your entrance, Sukuna not moving a single muscle until he hears you beg for him.

“I-I-‘m sorry.” You breath out, Sukuna striking your ass hard in protest.

“Not good enough. Say it like you mean it.” He demands, his grip on your hair tight as he pushed himself just barely inside.

“Fuck! I-I said I’m sorry. Please, daddy. I need you. I’ll be good I promise.” You whimper, a sharp gasp leaving your mouth as Sukuna sunk himself deep inside you.

Your eyes lock onto Sukuna’s body in the reflection of the mirror, the tattoos all over his muscular body accenting his lightly tanned skin. Pink hair sticking to his forehead with sweat, eyes locked downward towards where you connected. You watched as his body rutted inside you with brute force. He was truly the most gorgeous thing walking. Even if he was inherently evil, the way he fucked you as if you meant nothing more to him than a cheap fuck was sickeningly addictive.

You’re a mess, panting and wailing filthy words as Sukuna fucked you with one leg propped up and the other kneeled on your side. He’s mumbling about how worthless you are, only fucking you this way because Yuuji just can’t do it without his help. Every long, deep thrust of his veiny cock sent your body ablaze; your orgasm violently approaching as you cry out for more.

“God, look at you. Crying for my dick. So pathetic.” Sukuna says clearly, the feeling of your pussy alone not enough to completely break him. He is a curse after all. Still, he sees why Yuuji loves you so much. If he had more control over his vessel, he’d be fucking you like this every night.

“G-Gonna cum, daddy! Please, please, please.” You gasp, digging your nails into the rug as he rocks his hips into you; harshly bumping his cockhead into your cervix. You inhale sharply, pain and pleasure mixing as your eyes flash white.

“I guess you can cum. Go on then. This body can’t last for shit anyway.” Sukuna shrugs, a little disappointed his time was almost up. Yuuji was fighting him for control over his body and Sukuna was losing his grip, his tattoos fading as Yuuji returned to finish the job.

You don’t notice the switch, your body stuck to the floor as your orgasm tears through your core. One final thrust and Yuuji was coating your insides with his cum, fucking it inside you with loud grunts as he smacked your ass one last time. You both sit there for a moment, your highs crashing down as you’re both out of breath and drained.

“Hey.” Yuuji said, only getting a weak “hm?” from your fucked out body.

“Was he too rough with you? I saw him hit you. I-I’m sorry I didn’t stop him.” Itadori explained, rubbing softly on your bruised ass, a huge hand print embedded into your left ass cheek. “God, you’re all bruised up. Stop being so bad, you hear me?”

“Y-Yuuji. ‘S okay.. I liked it.” You slur, words muffled slightly since your face was buried into the floor. Yuuji laughed nervously, pulling himself out of you; simultaneously whimpering with you at the feeling.

“Let’s get you cleaned up, huh?” Yuuji said, scooping you up off the floor and taking you to the bathroom. You smile into his shoulder, his strength still a shock to you as he effortlessly sat you on the edge of the bathtub. He said nothing, instead kissing every mark and bruise Sukuna left on your body as he drew your bath.

“I’m sorry I was such a brat today.” You say weakly, stepping into the water once it’s ready, grabbing Yuuji’s hand to get him to get in with you.

“Oh I know you are. I heard you apologize. Ah~ I said I’m sorry!” He mocked, laughing when you splash him with the bath water. He sat behind you, running the warm water down your bare back and grinning as you sigh and relax.

“Love you, Yuuji.” You say, leaning into his chest closing your eyes.

“I love you more, love bug.” Yuuji smirked, kissing your forehead as he continued to wash you up.

#jujutsu kaisen #yuuji itadori #yuuji itadori x reader #itadori headcanons #itadori smut #gojo x y/n #jujutsu kaisen megumi

[eternalsimp]

Cursed Fears (pt 3)

Genre: Hurt/comfort, smut

Word Count: 5117

Warnings: NSFW 18+, aged up Megumi, swearing, use of female pronouns and anatomy, very jealous Megumi, rough sex, praise kink, overstimulation, slight orgasm denial, some degradation, spanking if you squint, oral sex (m. receiving), marking. Minors DNI.

Author Note: This is the final (?) part of a JJK mini-series I did but it can be read as a stand-alone. Parts 1 & 2 are up on my blog (IDK how to make links)

You were pulled from sleep with the sound of your phone vibrating on the bedside table next to you. You crack your eyes open to take in your surroundings for a minute and try to ignore the insistent buzzing of your phone. Mid Morning sunlight is streaming through the open window, casting a blanket of warmth in the otherwise cold room. Megumi's divine dog has moved off the bed and is laying under the window where it can’t be disturbed by the light. Megumi has his face buried in your neck, arms still wrapped tightly around your torso, and you can feel his warm breath fan out against your skin.

Your phone starts to ring again and you carefully move to grab it, trying not to disturb your sleeping boyfriend. You turn it to see Nobara’s name and picture displayed across your screen and debate sending her to voicemail. You decide against it, knowing she would just call you again.

“Hello?” You stifle a yawn and hear Megumi grumble incoherently behind you.

“Y/n! I’ve been trying to get a hold of you all morning! Are you avoiding us?” You pull the phone away from your ear to try and escape her scolding. You turn your attention to the clock on the bedside table showing that it was a little after 10 am.

“I was sleeping, I’m not avoiding you, psycho. And who is us?”

“Oh yeah, Itadori and I are hanging out. We are actually pretty close to where you and Fushiguro live which is why I was calling. Wait, didn’t you have class this morning?”

“I’m kinda playing hooky, Megumi, and I didn’t go to bed until pretty late and I wanted to sleep in.” Out of annoyance, Megumi grabs your phone out of your hand and rolls onto his back before pressing it to his own ear.

“What do you want Kugisaki?” His voice is still heavy with sleep, and you would normally swoon from how deep it was, but you were too distracted by him interrupting your conversation. You roll over to lay your head on his chest and nudge the phone away from his face to click the ‘speaker’ button so you can hear what Nobara is saying.

“... and you’ve been hogging all of my best friends' time lately so what I’m thinking is you and Itadori can hang out so her and I can have a girls day.” You can hear Yuji in the background correcting that you were both of their friends and he wants to hang out too.

“Well seeing as how we are both still in bed, it’s probably gonna be a while,” Megumi says flatly, probably hoping she’ll drop it and be content with just Yuji’s company.

“Ooohh, am I interrupting something fun?” You can hear her words dripping in sarcasm, wanting to fluster you and Megumi. Your boyfriend however decides he has other plans.

He cocks an eyebrow down at you, “yeah actually you are,” and pinches your thigh to elicit a sharp gasp from you. You bolt into a sitting position and feel your face heat up with embarrassment. Nobara is sputtering on the other side of the line and you swat his hand away from you as he sits up too and tries to pull you back against him.

“Megumi Fushiguro! Give me that!” You snatch your phone back and shove him off the bed, his body landing with a hard thud on the floor. “Sorry, he woke up in a bratty mood apparently.”

“Fushiguro? Being playful? I never thought I’d see the day!” Nobara snickered over the phone. You leaned over the side of the bed to see Megumi pouting at you and you stick your tongue out at him childishly.

“It’s a blessing and a curse. Anyways, give me like an hour and we can all meet up for lunch or something.”

“Yay! Let me know when you leave and we can find somewhere to meet in the middle!”

You hang up the phone and Megumi lunges off the floor and tackles you onto the bed. He rolls the two of you so he is laying on top of you and you are effectively pinned under his body weight. He lays his head on your chest and wraps his arms around your waist as you struggle to push him off of you. “I just wanna spend like ten more minutes in bed with my beautiful girlfriend.” He turns his face up to give you a pleading look and you sigh in defeat.

He grins triumphantly and rests his head back on your chest. You run your fingers through his dark hair to smooth it out as much as you can where it had been ruffled from sleep. After you feel satisfied with the strands you can reach you start tracing over the contours of his face, appreciating how angelic the light from the window makes him look.

Feeling your movements still, he cracks an eye open to see you staring at him. He narrows his eyes accusingly at you, “why are you staring? Weirdo.”

“Cause you’re pretty,” you hum contently and kiss his forehead. He buries his face into your shoulder and groans.

“You make me sound like such a girl.”

“Boys can be pretty,” you pull his face between your hands and kiss his face. “You’ve got pretty eyes, and pretty lashes, and a pretty mouth, even if there's a lot of sass coming out of it.” He rolls his eyes, moves to lay higher up on your body, and stuffs his face into the pillow next to your head. You laugh at the way the tips of his ears turn pink with embarrassment and decide to let up on your teasing.

After a lot of pouting and complaining from your boyfriend, you finally pull him out of bed and convince him to get dressed to go to lunch. You tuck a loose burgundy sweater into a pair of black high-waisted leggings, smirking at the way you catch Megumi staring at how the pants hug your curves. He layers a dark blue windbreaker over a grey hoodie and a pair of jeans. Both of you opted for sneakers since you figured you’d probably be walking around a lot.

He pulls you into a hug and makes his last attempt at talking you into staying home and watching a movie instead. You notice he gags slightly at the smell of your perfume before quickly trying to cover it with a cough. You make a mental note to buy a new one while out with Nobara before denying his request to ditch your friends. He rolls his eyes, gives you a firm peck on the lips, and leads you out the door of your home.

The ramen house Nobara and Yuji decided they wanted to try is in a large shopping district walking distance from your apartment, so you and Megumi decided to enjoy the nice weather after the storm. You barely register the sound of Yuji's voice before you are being spun around by your overexcited friend. “Be careful before you break her!” You can't help but laugh at how Nobara scolds him before he plants you firmly back on the ground but still holds you in a bruising hug.

“Yuji, I just talked to you last night!”

“Okay, but I still haven’t seen you in what feels like forever cause you’re always at school.” Yuji pushes his lip out in a pout before finally releasing you so you can hug Nobara too.

“Well, I’m sorry I have to go to stupid, normal person university cause I’m not cool enough to be a cursed energy user.” You reach out and pinch Yuji's arm causing him to flinch back away from you and pout harder.

“Trust me, I’d kill to be at a normal school.” Nobara pipes in and lightly pushes your arm jokingly. You laugh her off and turn to notice Megumi is tense and lost in thought. You tug at his sleeve to regain his attention and motion to continue your walk. He laces your fingers together and pulls you closer to him.

On your way to the ramen house, you and Nobara stop in a few shops to look around and you pick up a few things here and there. The boys mostly stayed outside in the sun and talked amongst themselves. After ducking inside one of the stores you quietly warn Nobara not to tease the boys too much today. “Nightmares again?”

“Yeah, it’s the first one in a few months but it was a bad one, just keep that between us though.”

“Of course, it’s good that he’s getting better.”

“Yeah, I’m trying to help as much as I can, but I don’t know if it's actually effective. I know they’ll never fully go away but it just hurts to see him in pain like that, you know?” Nobara nods and links your arms together as you move through the little shop.

“It’ll keep getting better, don’t let the bad nights get you down.” You smile at your friend before paying for your items and heading back outside.

When you and Nobara rejoin the boys outside, you find them complaining about being hungry and decide to actually go get your lunch. You’re all seated at a booth, you and Nobara are sitting next to each other and since Yuji insisted that he wanted to sit next to the window, he is across from you, leaving Megumi to sit across from Nobara. You smile at him apologetically but he shrugs it off and texts you from under the table to say that it doesn’t bother him.

It felt good to laugh and catch up with your friends until an old classmate of theirs showed up halfway through your meal. Megumi's eyes widen at the figure that slides into the booth next to Nobara. “Zenin? What are you doing here?” You eye her suspiciously but say nothing and continue eating your food.

“I told you, call me Mai. You make me sound the same as Maki,” she pouted at your boyfriend. You roll your eyes and Nobara huffs next to you. Mai turns to glare and notices Yuji trying to engage you in a conversation again. “Well, this is cute. Did the half-cursed monster and the normie finally get together?” You whip your head to her to ask what she's talking about, but she's speaking again before you can open your mouth.

“I mean it would make sense, you did like her first. Why did you never say anything?”

The table goes deadly quiet. Megumi is staring at Mai in horror, Yuji is shifting uncomfortably in his seat. Mai smirks at the tension she created and you can’t help but look back and forth between the two boys.

“Did you feel bad and let poor little Fushiguro have her?” She shifts her attention back to the man in front of her and continues. “Must be scary knowing he could probably take her back with a snap of his fingers, not that she’d last very long. I’d give it a week until Sukuna kills her.” Megumi lowers his eyes to the table but stays silent.

“Food for thought kids, I gotta go.” She winks at you and Nobara before making her exit. You try to reach for Megumi's hand across the table but he pulls away from you quickly.

“Megumi, she’s wrong,” you tell him gently.

“It’s fine, I’m fine.” He’s shaking his head and trying to brush you off. “I’m okay, it’s nothing.”

The air around the table is awkward for the rest of lunch, but you try to continue your small talk. Things take a turn for the worse when the waitress brings two separate checks. One for Nobara and Megumi, one for you and Yuji. Nobara flags her down to tell her that a mistake has been made with the check and can you split it differently. She apologizes and says she mistook your group for two couples. You all pay for your food, Megumi quickly snatching your individual check and paying for your lunch, before you start sliding out of the table.

When you get to the edge of the booth, Megumi is yanking you to your feet by your elbow. “I don’t feel good, I wanna go home.” He says shortly before turning to walk out of the restaurant. Yuji is avoiding eye contact and hanging his head in either shame or embarrassment. You can’t quite tell. You mumble a quick apology to Yuji and Nobara before following your boyfriend outside. He grabs your wrist tightly to lead you back to your apartment.

You’d seen him get mildly jealous, but never quite this bad. The walk was fast-paced, you were having a hard time keeping up with his tall frame. You were certain that the grip he had on your wrist was going to leave bruises. You tried to catch his attention a few times and pull your hand out of his. “‘Gumi please, you're hurting me.”

That sentence finally catches his attention, but only a little. He lets go of your arm and mutters a quiet “sorry” before shoving his hands into his pockets. The rest of your walk is doused in an uncomfortable silence before you finally get back to your apartment. Megumi pulls the keys to your front door out of his pocket before stepping aside to let you in first, you can almost feel his anger rolling off of him in waves. You slip off your shoes and place your purse and shopping bag on a countertop before you are roughly grabbed and pinned against the door.

Megumi squeezes your jaw firmly, his mouth crashing against yours brutally. You tug at his wrist with one hand, he loosens his grip, but never removes his hand from your face. His other hand is fixed on your waist as he continues using his body weight to keep you pressed against the door. Your brain feels fuzzy from his sudden attack and you struggle to get your head to catch up with your body. Out of pure instinct you tilt your face up towards his to deepen the kiss and just as you think you’ve gained some ground he’s pulling away.

A weak sound of protest comes from your throat and you open your eyes to see his own morphed into a dark midnight blue. You feel him tighten his grip on your face as he leans in just enough that you can feel his breath on your lips. Your focus is pulled away by his other hand slowly snaking its way from your waist into the waistband of your leggings. You feel your breath catch at the feeling of his fingertips making their way further down to your core. You hear him chuckle darkly.

“Look at you, I hadn’t even touched you and you’re already soaking. Could Yuji make you this wet from just kissing you?” You could barely hold yourself up, let alone form a word, all you could do was shake your head. Normally he would find that endearing, but he obviously wasn’t in the mood for silence tonight. He nipped your bottom lip almost painfully. “I need words pretty girl.”

“No, just you.” You were tugging at the front of his shirt, desperately trying to ground yourself.

He smirks dangerously and bit down on your bottom lip again, earning a sharp gasp from you. “I didn’t think so.”

You try to close the gap between your lips but he pulls back and shoves your face to the side so he has access to your throat. He latches on to the weak spot behind your ear and sucks like his life depends on it. He proceeds to cover your neck with dark bruising marks before pushing your sweater down your shoulder so he can continue to mark his territory.

“‘Gumi,” you try to reach him but he’s in his own headspace. You barely have time to brace yourself as he suddenly breaks himself away from you body and yanks you up over his shoulder. You land roughly, clinging to the back of his shirt to keep from falling, and it feels like the air has been knocked from your lungs.

He doesn't give you time to catch your breath before he’s striding into your bedroom and throwing you down onto the bed. Your body bounces at the impact and he’s climbing over you before your body can settle. He grabs your hands and pins them above your head and stares you straight in the eyes.

All that can be heard in the apartment was the whipping wind outside the window and the deep breaths emitting from both of your parted lips. You take advantage of the moment to fully take in his face. Your normally gentle and loving boyfriend was nowhere to be found. In his place was a man riddled with jealousy and intent on taking his frustration out on you.

The moment is broken when he drops one of his hands from your wrists to pull up at your sweater. You do your best in this position to arch your back up so he can pull it off. He momentarily lets go of your hands so he can fling your sweater onto the floor before his hands resume their post.

You close your eyes at the feeling of his lips kissing their way down your chest. He takes one of your nipples between his teeth and bites down lightly. Your body rises from the bed in an attempt to bring him closer to you. One of his hands comes down to shove your waist back down into the mattress and once he’s done assaulting one of your nipples he moves to the other. He leaves bruising marks everywhere his lips go and you feel as they make their way further down your waist. Everything feels heightened with your eyes squeezed closed.

“Megumi please,” you breathe out. He leans back up so his face is level with yours.

“Please what? Tell me what you want.” You feel the hand on your waist move down to your thigh. You can barely make an audible sound as he rubs his thumb roughly into the skin of your inner thigh. All you can manage is a weak whine and he scoffs at your feeble attempt at speaking. “Are you suddenly mute, use your fucking words.”

He smacks your thigh sharply trying to get you to focus on him and get out of your head. You let out a small whimper and he rubs his hand soothingly over your warm skin. “You can do it love, tell me what you want.”

How quickly he can switch between how sweet and how mean his words are has your head spinning. You blink a few times before your head clears. “I want to taste you.”

“That's my girl.” He practically purrs.

He releases the hand that was holding yours in place and moves backward to let you climb off the bed. The second you stand up he is tangling his fingers into your hair and shoving you to your knees in front of him. You don’t hesitate to reach up and quickly pull his jeans and boxers down to his knees. You run your hands up his thighs to grab his half-hard dick, giving it a few lazy strokes before taking the tip in your mouth. His hand tightens in your hair and he groans out in pleasure.

You slowly move your head and start taking him deeper into your mouth. Earning a string of small moans from him. “Fuck baby, you’re being such a good girl for me.”

The tip of his cock brushes the back of your throat causing you to gag and push at his thighs. He pulls you off of him to let you take a breath, admiring all the pretty bruises he left across your skin. It takes all his self-control to not cum right then as he works himself back into your mouth. “Just relax baby, I know you can take it.”

The sweet praise that was so familiar to your bedroom activities sends a rush of arousal through you and has you squeezing your thighs together to create the tiniest bit of friction. He continues pushing into your mouth until your nose is flush with his pelvis. Your whine of protest is muffled by him as he holds you against him, not letting you move your head back. Your eyes water at the sensation as you struggle to swallow around him.

“Awe, does my baby keep forgetting to breathe through her nose?” He pouts mockingly at you. You look up at him with tears rimming your eyes and he smirks again. “You just look so pretty like this princess.”

He moves the hand that was gripping your hair to run his thumb against your temple gently before drawing his hips back. You force yourself to relax as much as you can as he starts thrusting into your mouth. You ball your fists tightly, digging your nails into your palms to distract from the achy feeling in your jaw. You flush in embarrassment and the obscene amount of spit collecting at the corner of your lips as he keeps fucking into you like his own personal toy.

Tears are streaming down your face and he cums with a loud groan. You swallow and stick your tongue out to show him. He hummed contently and you leaned back against the bed. You lay your head back and try to catch your breath. Megumi strips the rest of his clothes off and tugs you to stand up.

“Did you think we were done, princess?” He crashes his mouth against yours again and nudges you back onto the bed. “I’m not done until my name is the only thing you can say for weeks.”

Megumi reaches down to thrust two fingers into you, causing you to cry out. His mouth latches onto your skin and starts leaving dark marks everywhere he can reach again. His hand is pumping into you at a brutal pace and you’re trying your best to bite back your moans. He looks up at your face and scoffs.

“No holding back those beautiful sounds baby.” He reaches his free hand up to squeeze the sides of your throat. “I want you to use that pretty mouth to tell me just how good I’m fucking you,” he growls. You nod frantically and he nips at your jaw. Your moans and whines grow increasingly louder and Megumi starts rutting his cock against your thigh for friction.

“Gumi, I’m close,”

“Hold it,” he growls. You look up at him in panic and he grinds the heel of his hand into your clit. “I want to see if you can be good and follow a simple order. If you don’t behave, I will leave you here with nothing.”

You press your face into his shoulder and let out a small whimper. Just when you thought his challenge was hard enough, he slips a third finger into you and purposely crooks them to hit your sweet spot over and over.

“Please baby, I’m sorry. I’ll be good, please just let me cum.” Tears threaten to spill again and he laughs darkly, but says nothing else as he keeps thrusting his fingers into you. He turned his face so his breath could tickle your ear.

“I think my princess just needed a reminder of who she fucking belongs to, isn’t that right?” You nodded frantically against his shoulder. “If you really wanted to get fucked like a whore this bad then you could have just asked me nicely princess.”

Both of your hands were gripping his biceps so hard you thought that you might leave bruises on him. Your climax was so close you could almost taste it, but Megumi's threat loomed in the back of your mind. Not wanting to anger him more you keep behaving and pushing back your orgasm to the point where it’s almost painful. Seeing you struggle to follow his orders underneath him ignited something feral inside your boyfriend, as if he wasn’t dancing on the edge of it already.

“Okay princess, you can cum now.” Your climax ripped through you violently, and you couldn’t help the broken cries it pulled from your mouth.

Before you could ride out your high he is flipping you onto your stomach and yanking your hips up. You scramble to push yourself up onto your hands before he is shoving your face into the blankets.

“No baby, I want you bent over nice and pretty for me. This way I can fuck you exactly how I like.” He pushes himself all the way into you with one fluid motion and sets a hard and fast pace. You are gasping out for him and reaching back to squeeze his wrist. Overstimulation is wracking through your body and you can see black dotting your vision.

You whimper as you feel your next orgasm approaching quickly, and Megumi can sense it too. “Are you gonna be a good girl and cum again?” You nodded your head, and he slapped your thigh, eliciting a cry from you. “I asked you a question, and I want you to use your words like a big girl.”

“I’m close, please let me come again baby.” He smiles and angles his hips to start hitting your sweet spot till you’re seeing stars. Your second climax is less intense than the first, but it still has you feeling completely exhausted. Your head is hazy and you can feel your legs beginning to tremble underneath you. If not for Megumi's firm grip on your hips, you’re sure they would have given out by now.

He reaches around and pulls you up so one hand is wrapped around your throat and the other is wrapped around your waist. His hips never falter their rough pace and your back is pressed to his chest. You can hear and feel him panting in your ear with every one of his movements. Your head is too hazy to focus on anything except him and you let your head loll back onto his shoulder. He turns his head to look at you and smirks. “Look at that, my poor baby got fucked out too hard. I know you have one more in you princess.”

You whine at the promise of another orgasm while he once again latches his mouth on to your neck and shoulders. He lets the fingers on your waist trail down to where you are connected and circles your clit several times. You jolt at the stimulation and weakly try to push his hand away. He smirks and decides to take his taunting a step further. “I wonder what sweet Yuji would think if he saw you like this? Fucked dumb on my cock.”

You barely process his words, but you don’t have the energy to respond. He nips at your jaw as he pushes you closer to the edge. You can tell he’s close with how his pace begins to stutter. With a particularly hard thrust and a pinch of your clit you are coming undone for the final time that night. He cums right after you and gently lays you back down on the bed.

You’re sniffling from overstimulation and pushing his hips away from yours until he pulls out of you completely. You’re finally able to find your words as you curl further into the blankets. “Please baby no more, it hurts.”

You can’t see the guilt that washes over his face as he leans forward to kiss your temple lovingly. “It’s okay pretty girl, you did so well for me.”

He leaves you in bed to move to the bathroom and you think you can vaguely hear water running. After a few minutes he comes back and scoops you into his arms and carries you to the bathroom. He slowly eases you into the warm water of the bathtub before he's running back out.

You lean your head against the wall and let tears continue to stream down your face. A small portion of it is from the dull throb coming from your lower body, but mostly it’s from sadness clawing at your heart. You hate pushing him on his emotions and prying at things he doesn’t want to talk about, however something seemed to really push him over the edge tonight.

He quietly comes back into the bathroom and sets the book you're currently reading on the bench next to the tub, along with a hot tea in one of your favorite mugs. He had pulled on a pair of sweatpants, and was turning to leave again. You reach out and gently wrap your fingers around his wrist. “I know that I’ve asked you to share so much in the last 24 hours, but can we please talk about what happened tonight?”

A look of confusion crosses his face and you sink further into the water. “I just want us to be okay, and I can’t shake the feeling that you’re mad at me.” Your voice begins to falter and he curses at himself. He pulls his sweatpants off and slides into the water behind you and rubs your shoulders.

“I’m not mad at you baby, Mai just hit a deep seated insecurity, and the thing with the waitress just kinda pushed me past my limit. I shouldn’t have taken it out on you like that, I’m sorry.”

You turn to lean your head on his shoulder and let your fingertips trace the water droplets that gathered on his chest. “Why would you listen to anything Mai says? She loves to piss you and Maki off.”

He tucks his chin on top of your head and hugs your shoulders. “Because she wasn’t wrong about Yuji. He liked you first, I always felt like a charity case. And every time you guys hang out, it nags at me at how much better of a boyfriend he would be for you.”

You roll your eyes and flick his nose. “I knew that he liked me, he isn’t exactly the king of subtlety. But you need to remember, Yuji is your best friend, he’d never hurt you like that.”

“I know, I’m sorry.”

You shift to cup his face in your hands. “If I liked Yuji, I wouldn’t have dated you. You’re the one I wanted to be with, not him. I love you.”

He leans his face into your hand and lets you pull him in for a kiss. “I love you too princess.”

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