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xoxovalrea · 3 months

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Jaded - suguru geto + fem! reader

Sypno: Your dumb boyfriend “becomes” friends with the university’s drug dealer and does hardcore drugs on video. So you help him out by..fucking your edgy dealer‼️

A/n: dont do drugs kids⁉️ listen to digital bath- Deftones

Warning: words like slut & whore r used & drug and alcohol use. Also CNC & rough sex ( lmk if i missed any )

Wc: 1.3k

💜Minors DNI‼️💜

You’re on the couch with your boyfriend travis per usual when he all of a sudden starts getting really touchy which he only does when he needs something.

You roll your eyes and say “whats up what do ya need” he rubs your thighs and finally says “baby can you please go over to sugurus place n give him money” you ask why out of curiosity and you instantly regret it. He tells you he was doing hardcore drugs with suguru and he got it on video threatening to send it to the school board. You sigh and tell him to leave so you can go over to getos place. You don’t even know why he is so serious about it, like he’s not even good at football or basketball or school in general all he does is beat up kids and cheat on you. You change into a crop top and some white sweats and start walking to a small trailer park. 400$ in your pocket is a small pocket knife and your phone so you don't get kidnapped or lost.

As you're walking you see the trailer with the number 0197 on the mailbox and walk up to the door once you get there you hear a faint sound of a guitar so you knock even harder three times and the music finally comes to a halt. Geto walks out with blood shot eyes sipping Hennessy and his hair falling randomly on his face. “hey baby how can i help ya ? want the usual or nah and tell ya shit faced boyf-“ you sigh and let yourself in plopping down on his couch taking out the money and hold the money up towards geto he takes another sip of the drink and grabs the money laughing

“His bitch ass really sent you here for him” he finishes the rest of the henny and puts it down“ I know don’t even bro“ you sigh as the couch sinks farther. You look up to see geto lighting a blunt. He notices you staring “what don't act like you don’t smoke ms cheerleader“ he lights it and takes a hit leaning back man spreading. You take a hit after him and he laughs “so I guess he want that video posted” you look at him confused and nod your head no even though he cheats on you how else you gon get money.

You pass the blunt back and he looks at you “look let's make a deal you forget about your shitfaced boyfriend nd spend the week with me yea” you stare at him for a minute then finally respond “sure but keep your end of the bargain” he stares into your eyes instantly reading your every expression before taking a hit then smiling “trust you’ll forget all about him baby” he says before roughly kissing you.

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He wraps his hand around your neck squeezing softly pulling you into his lap breaking the kiss. “lets see how wet that cunt is” he slides your sweats off and rubs your clit through your panties. you let out a whimper in response as he starts increasing speed and eventually stops “how bout we call your boyfriend yea? make one noise and ill ruin his fucking life yea?” you nod as he picks up his phone and calls travis.

He slides his finger up and down your slit collecting your juices Travis picks up and you hear a murmur of his voice as Suguru slides two fingers in immediately fingering you fast and hard. “yea she came over” he hits your g-spot and you accidentally let out a loud moan and he mutes his mic and stops fingering you “what I told you ? You're lucky your pretty” he unmutes and continues fingering you squelching filling his ears “my bad just my loud neighbors” your eyes roll back as he whispers in your ear to cum and you cream all over his fingers soaking your panties and his pants “yea we all cool though come over soon I gotta surprise f’ya” he laughs then hangs up still fingering you making your legs tremble underneath him.

He pulls his fingers out and flips you on your back “awh look at how wet she is f’me” he pulls your panties off and throws them somewhere on the floor. He kisses your thighs up and down leaving bite marks and hickeys. He stops and looks you in the eyes before sucking your clit and shoving two fingers back into your dripping hole. “Fuck geto I cant fuck take it” you scream out still sensitive from your previous orgasm, hearing this he only goes faster your walls clench around him and you let out another loud moan and squirt all over his face. You feel him smile as he devours you and your juices. “Put that pretty mouth to use nd get on your knees” you follow his orders and get on your knees between his legs he pulls his pants down exposing his huge boner you bite your lips and lean in to kiss his tip and he lets you tipping his head back with a groan.

You take his tip in your mouth and go down a third of the way and gag stroking the parts you can’t get while geto takes his shirt off. He finally takes his shirt off and throws it to the floor. You try to go lower but you gag and your eyes water “uht uht go down you can do it“ he pushes your head all the way down lifting your head up and down. He throws his head back and bucks his hips up into your mouth. He pulls out to let you breathe then shoves it back into your mouth bucking up into your mouth using it as a fuck toy “fuck baby your mouth is so good” he says while creaming down your throat you swallow as he lifts you up by your face and starts making out with you sloppily he gets up and picks you up by your knees and carries you to his bed while making out with you.

He lays you down “flip over on your stomach” you oblige and flip over face down ass up waiting for him. He rubs his tip on your ass “wait isn’t he coming“ he looks at you puzzles and nods yes “wait we can’t he will literally ruin me” you try to get up but geto holds you down “now you know you want this dick. he doesn’t even fuck good fuck him” you smile at his words still getting that gut feeling that this is wrong. “fine okay” he laughs and shoves his length into you immediately thrusting in and out slapping his balls on your clit. Your eyes roll to the back of your head as he fucks up into your cervix and pushes up onto the bulge in your belly “FUCK geto its its to much I can’t-“ he cuts you off pushing your head into the sheets you hear groans coming from above you. “awh my pretty slut can’t take it ? That's too bad” he grins and pounds you even harder making you scream and writhe under him.

Geto flips you over on your back and you can't even look him in the eyes, that's how dazed you are. He slips back in with a groan you don’t know how long its been since you guys started fucking maybe an 10 minutes maybe 30 you don’t know. You dont even know how many times you’ve came around his dick, you snap out of your thoughts as geto slaps your thigh “damn ma I got ya that fucked up” he laughs and starts rubbing your clit.

You feel his dick twitch as you tighten around him even more. He leans down to sloppily kiss you and you tangle your hands into his hair as you spasm all over his dick. After a few more thrusts he finally creampies you. As you're laying down with geto you both hear a knock and he grins “well look at that” he laughs as he kisses your forehead and gets up to put shorts on and get the door.

A/n: intro is too short but oh well & i MIGHT do a prt 2 to Love Galore or update it idk (for the person who suggested) bye lovess🕊️💗

#jjk #geto suguru #geto x reader #geto x you #geto smut #jujutsu kaisen #suguru #getou suguru #jujutsu geto #jjk geto #loverzzlane

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mychlapci · 4 months

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Alright it’s time to get freaky about Sentinel.

I want to make him my wife. He’s the absolute worst and a total aft, but just imagine. Bending him until he breaks. Training him until he’s an obedient little slut.

It starts off with him pushing back and scoffing at every attempt to correct his bad behavior, but then you offer the right rewards… He wants power, so you promise to give it to him. If he behaves, if he just indulges you a little bit, he’ll be praised for it and can have his fun dominating you in return.

But first he’s gotta get on his knees for you. He tries to look smug, claiming this isn’t gonna be a regular thing. But he’s lying to himself. He doesn’t even realize when it’s shifted from him submitting so he can get rewarded to now submitting because that is his reward.

By the time his himbo processor has caught up to him, he’s already halfway trained. Responses to certain phrases are practically automatic and he finds himself getting distracted by the thought of pleasing you just to get a taste of praise.

Eventually he’s the perfect housewife. He doesn’t go out anymore because he’s gotta get all the housework done by the time you’re home or he won’t get any attention, and he couldn’t stand that.

When you do return, he’s already waiting, eager to assist in whatever way you request. Imagine him trying extra hard to please you and as a reward you bring home another mech for him. Someone bigger and stronger who will absolutely ruin his valve.

You don’t have to tell him twice. Soon he’s on his hands and knees being fucked hard and fast, whining and moaning around the massive spike filling him. He looks pathetic, and you make sure he knows it before stealing some wet kisses as he moans into your mouth.

You get to sit back and relax, doing whatever you feel like and admiring his incoherent babbling. Sure fucking him is fun, and you could fuck him in a mirror to see his reactions. But there’s just something about making him put on a show like this that satisfies a lust for control.

To think he was once a power hungry jerk who rarely took you seriously. Now he’s getting fragged into oblivion, begging to be bred so he can be the perfect wife for you, working around the house barefoot and pregnant.

Now that would be a pretty picture.

hoooly shit. yes. we need to make sentinel undergo some wifeication. i can fix him (<- make the perfect little housewife out of him)

At first it’s a game that he’s convinced he has the upper hand in. He gets on his knees, plays semi-nice, thinks about how he’s going to make you pay him back for the vile things you’re doing to his spike and valve…

By the time he realizes the footing is never going to switch, it’s far too late. Every time you come home, Sentinel already has his hands on the counter and his hips popping out, obediently waiting for your spike. Far enough into his training he knows better than to complain about you taking your time, so he bites his tongue, though you could argue that his clicking the latch on his locked panels desperately can be counted as Sentinel being pushy. Sometimes you fuck him, sometimes you just make him suck you off. At first he’d ignore it, lying to himself how he doesn’t need to feel a spike in his valve everyday. Then later he’d get angry and bitchy about it, but that behaviour could cost up to a month without a spike in his valve, so he just obediently sucks, a hint of resentment in his eyes, and he hopes that next day you’ll give him what he needs…

When he’s being a very good wife he gets a toy in his valve while you’re gone, but he’s not allowed to play with himself, because you know otherwise he’d forget his chores, and by telling him that you basically ensure he never does play with himself. Because Sentinel is not some slut who can’t handle a few hours without having his valve fucked, he’s not. (the sopping wet mess his valve turns into when you come home begs to differ…)

mhmmm Bringing in a bigger mech to fuck him. Sentinel with his hips in the air and head pushed to the floor, and he doesn’t even have to be told to keep his mouth shut and take it. You remind the guy to not finish inside, not even when Sentinel starts begging for it. That’s going to be your job, once he’s thoroughly fucked out and covered in a stranger’s transfluid, you fuck him, finish inside, and make him thank you for it. All of his previous smugness, all his goading and dickish remarks are now fucked out of him, and he shakily thanks you without even thinking about it, giving no struggle.

Sentinel growing a pretty little baby-bump over time, and now he absolutely cannot go outside, not looking like this, but that’s not a problem for you. Or him, for that matter. He enjoys having his pregnant belly propped up on the kitchen counter while getting fucked, loves having it rubbed from behind, loves putting a hand on the underside to hold it up when it gets too heavy. You come home everyday to a clean house and a pregnant wife <3

#i had a really crazy sex dream last night and i’m convinced it was this ask trying to project itself into my mind while i was sleeping #valveplug #pregnancy mention #hi everyone come be normal about tfa sentinel with me

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rae-raewrites · 9 months

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Could i request hcs of a yandere arkham aslyum Riddler with a psychiatrist darling?

Anon this like the best request requirements like, yes! Psychologist s/o! Yes all the way!

(Gotta use an assault on Arkham gif for this one because the green bean doesn’t show up physically in game🥲)

Arkham asylum riddler yandere hcs

Warning: yandere behavior,kidnapping,possessiveness,stalking,gaslighting,forced closeness,mentions of death

He doesn’t bat an eye when he hears through the Arkham grapevine that he’s being transferred over to another psychiatrist,he’s probably the patient with a record of making the most many doctors quit due to becoming a “problem”

But then he gets taken to your office by arkham security and gets the surprise of his life,a clean newly decorated office. A newbie? Now? With him?

Was sharp trying to get you killed? Was he the entry test?

But then he actually meets your bright smiling face and he’s enamored.

An extremely intelligent graduate fresh out of GSU.

His first session with you starts off with him testing the waters like he does with all his previous psychiatrists. When you actually guess one of his riddles right he genuinely feels his heart skip.

After that session he starts actually being excited about going to see you now. Wanting to see how far that intelligence goes. He also asks one of his informants on the outside to run some checks,your rather interesting aren’t you?

That’s when his possessive qualities start to strike out. Trying to extend his time with you past your allotted hour,he starts scaring the guards to leave him be with you a little longer.

You’re convinced he’s getting better

Of course when you find a book of riddles all scribbled in on your desk,that you know you didn’t put there,you get concerned.

Your next session you bring it up but he just sits their smirking playing innocent.

“Now why would I be out of my cell? That’s definitely against the rules,after all, you said I’m getting better aren’t I?”

A few days later one of your patients ends up dead. zsasz somehow got his hands on a knife. And then another death,and another,and another.

Arkham upper management sure as hell doesn’t give a crap to look at your concerns

Which leaves you all to him. The other rouges backing off a while ago of course

Your sessions at this point getting increasingly more intense. You mention Batman’s name once and he’s enraged.

“Keep that slimy cheater out of your mouth!”

So call it a surprise one night when you’re getting ready to go home and there he is,sitting on your desk with everything. His costume,his cane,everything.

“Hi diddle diddle,time for a riddle~”

Let’s just say the next few months are not well….

Constantly flirting,manipulating and testing his way with you becomes the regular occurrence for a couple of months. Making you come with for crimes,constantly sneaking pecks on the cheek all while he’s got a firm eye on you. Finally you and him outside of that hell hole! Now you don’t have to wait to have a session with him!

Of course the threat of everything you love being ended is always on the table,he’s made elaborate traps dear,he isn’t afraid to hook anyone you love up in them

At one point he kissed you so deep you accidentally moaned. He was practically ecstatic for hours!

“Edward I didn’t mean…..!” “No no my dear I understand well. My genius is rather attractive isn’t it?~

The only reason it took the detective so long was because Edward kept leaving clues that lead to nothing,he eventually got too cocky leading him to go back to Arkham.

By this point you left your dream job,your degree a danger now but unable to move out of Gotham now due to gcpd witness protection. Batman promising he wasn’t coming back.

However a few months later your freedom certainly doesn’t last as you come home to find a riddle on your bed.

#batman #x reader #arkham riddler #arkhamverse #the riddler #headcanon #batman rouges #asks #batman arkham series #yandere

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faindri · 6 months

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Echoes Between Stars by LuckyZiri (FaindriArt)

>> Rating: M >> Ships: VashMeryl, One-sided Millionsummers, Minor Brad/Luida >> Archive Warnings: none >> Overall Content Warnings: emotional/psychological abuse, trauma, implied/referenced suicide, loss of parents, threats of violence, mind manipulation, canon character death (it's not Wolfwood), eventual smut, monsterfucking, alien genitalia, angst with a happy ending >> Ao3 Link (more comprehensive tags here)

Summary:

On his sixteenth birthday, Vash was framed for the murder of his human mother, Primera Rem Saverem. He's been on the run for the past five years, planet hopping to avoid the wrath of his twin brother Nai, the current Prime of the Cerberus System.

Meryl has a single mission: find Vash, her childhood best friend, and clear his name. The pair have been psychically linked since infancy—a relationship called an Unai—but five years ago, he cut off their connection. Refusing to believe Vash is a murderer, Meryl uses her ties to the royal court to search for him.

When she finally finds him on a backwater moon serving as a small town's local hero, she realizes convincing him to return home won't be as easy as she'd imagined.

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A/N: I decided to put the first installment of this fic on tumblr just to see how it does LOL It's primarily posted on Ao3 (link above), so check that out for more chapters!

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Prologue: Separation

Star Date: July 21, 223 H.E. (Human Era)

Location: Stryfe Station, 10000 km above Julai City, Bellephona

Meryl woke to a searing pain in her left arm.

In a panicked flail, she tried to sit up, only for nausea to slide through her, and she wretched until acid bittered her lips.

Oh God, why did it hurt? What was happening? Was she dying?

She clutched her left arm, grasping at her biceps. Still there. Still whole. No, not dying, but—what the hell had that been?

Sweat trickled down her brow as a low, keening moan escaped her. She quietly counted to herself, centered her mind as the pain ebbed into a dull throb.

Heart still racing, she sent a single word through her Unai bond: Vash?

No response.

A bright, cyan glow appeared at her bedside table: her phone signaling a call. Vash's picture—a photo of them sharing donuts—appeared. Why was he calling and not answering through the bond? It didn't matter if he was ten thousand kilometers away on Bellaphona, she could always hear and sense him through their connection. They'd been able to do so since infancy, long before either of them remembered it.

Meryl slid a shaking finger across the thin screen, ready to chew him out. “Vash, I–”

“Bug!” The panic in Nico's voice nearly knocked her sideways. “Thank God.”

“I—Nico? What's going on? Why do you have Vash's phone?”

Something like shouting crackled from the speaker. An adult's voice, maybe? Nico swore repeatedly, and the phone beeped, asking Meryl to switch to a video call. Nico's panicked face filled the screen. His tawny cheeks flushed red, and...was that blood on his brow?

“Nico?” she started, but he cut her off.

“It's, uh, bad,” Nico said. His mop of dark hair flopped over his eyes, and he rubbed at the blood on his forehead. “But—it's-Meryl, you gotta tell everyone on Stryfe Station to stay put, ya hear?” Despite training with the royal guard since he was ten, he still spoke with a strong Gunsmoke accent where he often slurred his vowels together. “Things are about to get real bad on planet.”

Meryl paused at the use of her actual name. Nico had a bad habit of giving his friends weird nicknames, and hers had always been Bug, because she hated insects, but also because she’d stopped growing at age twelve. The only time he used her real name was when it was serious.

So...how bad was this? And where were they? The palace? It was hard to tell…

The screen flickered as another figure tried to take the phone from Nico.

Vash.

The boys swore at each other, palms slapping, until Vash's face became front and center. The sight of him made Meryl jerk back. Sweat drenched his forehead, and his eyes were rimmed red, as if he'd been crying.

“Hey,” was all he said, as if this were a totally normal conversation.

Meryl had only existed in this universe for sixteen years, and never had she wanted to punch him as badly as she did then.

“Don't you 'hey' me when you look like that!” Tears welled in her eyes, and she wasn't sure if it was her emotions or his. He could be such a crybaby. “What’s going on? What did you two do?”

“It’s nothing.” Vash's breathing came out in soft, shallow pants. He looked as if he were crouching behind something, and he held his shoulders at an odd angle. He was hurt somewhere, probably his arm, which must have been what had woken her. It still throbbed. “I can handle it.”

Nico shouted, “Like hell you can handle it! I'm going to kill you if—”

Meryl grit her teeth. “Vash, why didn't you answer in the bond?” She probed for his memories, but he quickly set up a mental block. It felt like slamming into a wall.

“Vash!” she practically screamed, hurt. He hadn't tried to keep her out in years, not since they'd been trained on how to do so, and he'd vowed to never, ever leave her again. Not after how hard she'd cried, how absolutely alone she had felt in her head without him.

His eyes shot back to the camera, a look of sheer panic stressing the lines of his mouth. His heart rate had skyrocketed, forcing hers to do the same.

His throat bobbed with a swallow. “Mery, I need you to listen to me.”

“Do not use that name with me right now,” she hissed. “Vash, I swear—”

“I need to cut the connection.”

Connection? With the phone? Meryl's fingers slid over the transparent keyboard, to make sure nothing was wrong, to make sure she could stop him from ending the call too soon.

Not with the phone, he said through the bond.

Meryl froze.

What? It sounded like a whisper. A brief, paralyzing echo.

He didn't respond, just...smiled. She knew that smile. The soft, tender thing he gave her when he was trying to hide something behind his court mask.

“Not permanently,” he said. Something crashed behind him, and he hissed through his teeth as Nico swore. “But I can...disable it, sort of. Make it so dull that you won't feel me, because it won't be safe for us to talk for a while. I'll...I'll tell you everything afterward, okay?”

I'm sorry, he added, just for her.

Meryl's heart slammed against her ribcage. She was going to wring his neck. Crawl through time and space, grab him by the ears and shake him. “Vash Saverem, I swear to the stars above, if you do not tell me what’s going on, right now—“

“We gotta go, Needle-Noggin!” Nico snatched the phone, and with an aggressive click, the call died.

“Vash!” Meryl tried to call again. No answer.

Again, and again.

It only went to voicemail.

A warmth so delicate sank through the bond. It wrapped around Meryl's heart, like a gentle squeeze. Like a lingering hug.

I love you, it said. I love you I love I love you, I’m sorry, I’m sorry. Please don’t hate me forever. I’ll come get you when it’s safe.

And then.

Nothing.

#vashmeryl #vash x meryl #space royals au #faindriart #trigun #trigun stampede #trigun au #trigun fanfic

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dirtysvthoughts · 2 years

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All 1e members, sorry it's my first time asking for a reaction and I didn't specify TT TT

no worries anon! this is also my first full group reaction! i’m so nervous, but hopefully i do it justice! 🤍

just to clarify, anon asked for a reaction to a nipple piercing! this’ll be for female reader! i also focused on their reactions to your breasts as well cause, the nips are just one part - gotta love the whole thing ya know? 😌 let’s get into it (yuh) friends! 👀

seungcheol: oh god, i feel like he would form heart eyes when reveal your new piercing. he would ask you when you got it done, and when you give him a date - he hummed back and then started burying his face in your tits, slowly licking at the metal and your nipples. be prepared for him to focus mainly on your titties when he pins you down (you might not even make to the bed). definitely expect him to bite your breasts and even leave a few hickeys. would also love it if you admired his love bites the following day in the mirror!

jeonghan: with jeonghan, once he saw it - he wouldn’t let you live. he would immediately would have his way with you. he would embrace you from behind and start groping on your breasts, causing you to moan out. he would tease you for hiding something so sexy from him. definitely one to use his mouth all over your breasts. he’s gonna wreck you so nicely, you’ll think about maybe getting another piercing. you’ll also beg him to have you make love to your breasts again.

joshua: i feel like shua would be so turned on, but in his own gentlemanly ways. like the minute he sees it, he’s touching your boobs so softly and asking you if you like the way that feels. after continuing for a few minutes (and also your begging to have him use his mouth), he would also be one to use his mouth but in a slowly, sexy way that makes you crave him and has you trying to touch yourself for release.

junhui: jun would find it very attractive and sexy if you used your new nipple piercing as a way to tease him (instead of him teasing you, like others). for example, if you purposely wear an outfit that shows off that piercing, angle your body the right way so when they perk up, the piercing does also, or just straight up mess with him and put it in his face and deny his hands the privilege to touch your breasts - he would go crazy. unfortunately, you won’t hold this control over him for long, cause eventually he’ll regain it and you’ll be in for a wild night. i also feel like he would be one to bite and such, some of the bites may leave hickeys 👀

soonyoung: as someone who is into jewelry and piercings (see his what’s in my bag for vogue korea!), i think he would absolutely adore a nipple piercing on you. on chiller, relaxing nights - i can see him absentmindedly playing with it and you go along with it cause who doesn’t love someone playing with their boobs? on nights when he’s fucking you though, it’s a complete 180 though - especially if he’s hyper focused on your boobs and chest. he would do any and everything with your piercing - licking, sucking, kissing, maybe even a bit of temp play? like putting ice or wax on your piercing and watching your wiggle and react to the differences. god, you can tell he was my first bias (i’m literally writing so much for him) and now he’s trying to reclaim his spot - wonwoo, honey start defending yourself.

wonwoo: ahhh my nerdy baby love, i feel like he sometimes would forget that you even have a nipple piercing tbh 😭 but when he sees it? he’s automatically thinking of what he can do to pleasure your boobs. i feel like most of the time, he would be chill like hoshi, and just play with your piercing - but if he was really in the mood, he’d probably ask to titty fuck you. i even feel like mutual masturbation can be a scenario with him - him telling you to touch your breasts and piercing while he slowly palms himself over his pants (why do i do this to myself now i’m going through it 😭😭).

woozi: i think jihoon (like junhui) would also find it attractive if you had a nipple piercing. although it’s something he personally wouldn’t do, seeing you do it is more than enough for him. if he’s working on something, definitely expect him to softly grope your breasts ever so often and then expect to have a full on make out session immediately afterwards. i don’t think he’s one to bite, but he is definitely one where his touch feels otherworldly. like have you seen his fingers?! the second his hands are on your tits, you both can’t get enough and it get so sexy within minutes.

seokmin: omg i feel like seokmin would get so cutely flustered at seeing boobs, so imagine how down bad he would be if you got a piercing?! plssss, i feel like he’d be the one to ask if it was okay to suck on your boobs while casually laying in bed or something - alternating between sucking the silver and your skin.. hearing your moans and whines of his name would get him so hard, next thing you know - he’s touching himself and getting off to the sound of your voice.

mingyu: another one of teasing ones 😈 if you showed your piercing to him on accident and tried to cover yourself up, he’d cleverly trick you into showing your goods and from there - would. not. stop. feeling. you. up. like he has to touch your piercing, has to touch your breasts, and eventually go and touch down there cause he wants to feel how wet you are. maybe will even tell you how and when to touch your breasts and have you put on an entire show for him. also feel like he would be one that would love to see your tits and piercing bounce for him as you ride him. he would probably lose all his self control and take you down right then and there.

minghao: i’m definitely not the only acc that’s said this, but it’s the truth - hao views sex and its components as an art form. so a nipple piercing to him is another beautiful addition to the canvas that is your body. he would also be a chill one and sometimes play with your piercing, but i feel like he would also be into body worship if you got one? just constantly caressing your breasts and telling you how beautiful you looked, and if he’s really in the mood - he may even suck your tits (i don’t really see him as one to suck on ‘em). now if he was feeling adventurous, he’d definitely be one to use his cum and smear it all over your piercing and your breasts. may even take pictures of you that way because to him, you are his art.

seungkwan: mister boo would be a bit shocked if you got a nipple piercing, wondering if it hurt and how you’d deal with the whole procedure, but after his inquiry, i think his whole demeanor would shift. like pushing you up against a wall, holding your waist, slotting your leg in between his, “you look so sexy with that new piercing,” type of demeanor. would loveeeee to hear your moans of his name as he makes love to your breasts. i can see him as one who would love sucking and licking at your piercing and breasts.

vernon: there are so many members that i like would be chill about a nipple piercing, and vernon is like the king of them lol. he literally plays with your piercing like it’s nothing. on the occasion that he forgets you have one and rediscovers it, i can definitely see him being one to lick and bite down on the silver. like mingyu, will also get super turned on if he saw your tits bounced with the piercing on as you ride him. also one to grope and hold on to your breasts and loves hearing your reaction.

chan: okay try not to make this overly long cause that wouldn’t be fair (chan’s really fighting for my #1 spot huh) anywayssss, i feel like a nipple piercing with chan could go two ways. one way is that if he discovers it, he’s really soft and all he wants to do is just lay on your chest and suck on your tits while you both are watching netflix or something. on the other hand, let him discover your new piercing and you will be in for it. i’m talking dirty talk, biting your nips, and will also be one to titty fuck you if you were down for it.

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butlersxbirdy · 2 years

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Part 5: There's A Pretty Little Thing Waiting For The King Down In The Jungle Room

Warnings: dom/sub elements, punishments, angst, Graceland visits, grief, angst, hurt/comfort, fluff, cuteness

Austin takes his punishment well, with only a little pouting, and you spend the remainder of the day after his punishment is through naked in your jungle room. He spreads your legs and goes to town; looking, kissing, touching, He has you against the wall, on the couches, on the floors even. Everywhere he can take you, he does. You go to bed early that night, him still inside you, but when he wakes, you're gone. He pats the bed beside him and lifts his head. The morning sun is shining too bright for his tastes, and he frowns. He looks around for you, and is about to call your phone when he sees you. You're sitting in a floral sundress he picked out for you, resting in the yard under the big tree. You're reading something, listening to music, and drinking a cup of coffee, and you look happy. He watches for awhile until he just can't stand to be away from you any longer. He pulls on some joggers and goes outside to join you. His tall frame leans against the tree as he takes over use of your small speaker. Walking In Memphis starts playing and he sees you smile and blush, but you keep reading.

"Good morning, Baby," you sigh happily, still looking at your book.

"Morning, Mama. Whatcha reading?" He asks, taking a small sip of your coffee.

"When you open

my letter you will recall

those days and how much,

just how much, I love you," you read aloud and Austin grins.

"Raymond Carver," he says softly. "Great writer."

"I'm enjoying this very much," you say to him. He sits with you quietly, until he absolutely can't.

"We're going to Graceland today," he says excitedly, and rests his head on your thigh.

"I know," you grin and play with his hair.

"Are you excited?" He asks and you set aside your book.

"I am so excited, baby," you assure him. "I've loved every minute of this trip. And of my life with you."

He closes his eyes and smiles, laying on you and nuzzling your soft skin.

"I love you endlessly," he hums and your smile widens. Eventually you go back inside to take a nap before you have to get ready for Graceland, and despite Austin's protests you insist that both of you actually do nap.

When you wake, you cuddle against your warm big spoon boyfriend, and you pull up your dress. He stirs slowly, hand wandering between your legs to push your panties aside. You push your hips back towards him, and a moan escapes your lips when he pushes inside you, rolling his hips.

"Much better way to wake up," he grunts, hands sqeezing and massaging your chest from behind. "You left me alone, Mama..." he moans, voice cracking as you clench around him.

"I know, baby... I'm sorry for that. Wanna show me how much you missed me?" You ask and he hums, kissing your neck and shoulders, thrusting harder and faster. He jackhammers into you at a punishing pace, and you feel your orgasm fast approaching.

"Fuck! Fuck! Austin!" You moan as he pinches your nipple, presses down on your clit, and bites down on your neck all at once. You cry out as pleasure crashes over you, taking you by surprise, and you feel him spill inside you with one hand on your belly. When he pulls out, you turn in his arms and give him a heated, open mouthed kiss. He smiles and his hand tangles in your hair as he kisses you back.

"Baby..." you mumble between kisses.

"We gotta get ready."

"I know," he grumbles, kissing you more, then stops. "I know." He kisses you one last time and then helps you out of bed.

"I'm gonna clean you up, hang on," he smiles and when he comes back, he kneels between your legs and does just that. You smile down at him and pet his hair, his favorite reassurance, and you kiss his chest when he stands. His hand rests on your belly and you think of something you've been meaning to ask him.

"Hey, Aust? Do you... wanna be a dad?" You ask softly, placing your hand on his, and his eyes widen.

"Are you..." he whispers and you laugh.

"No! God, no! But you've been calling yourself Daddy, talking about my belly getting big and my boobs growing, specifically when we have sex, I just wanted to know," you explain. He blushes and shrugs.

"How sexy I'd find you when you're pregnant does not mean either of us are ready to have a child. But if I am gonna ever have babies," he grins, and leans in close. "I'm gonna have them with you," he whispers and kisses your jaw.

"So... just a kink for now. I can work with that," you hum and he looks at you.

"Mama... really?" He asks, trembling with excitement.

"Absolutely, Babie. But not now. Now, we need to get ready to go to Graceland," you remind him and he groans, leaning on you.

"Fiiiiine," he sighs, and reluctantly leads you to the shower.

After the slow morning, you're actually ready quite quickly. You do your hair in loose waves again, and do your makeup with black liner, a glitter inner corner, and thick lashes. You put on the dress that you got to surprise Austin. It's beautiful, drapey, so 70's, and a little bit Priscilla. When he sees you in it, he swoons a little, his knees weakening.

"Oh my god..." he hums and you look him up and down.

His blue jacket, barely buttoned white shirt, and tight distressed jeans with boots make you want to bend over and show him the lingerie you've picked to go under your dress but you resist the urge and instead kiss his cheek teasingly. You slip on your heels and walk towards the door.

"Come on, Baby," you say sweetly and he follows like a puppy dog. He kneels for you in the car again and you get some work emails done on your phone while playing with his hair. He smiles and kisses your thighs adoringly the whole ride there. When you arrive, it's quiet. You put your phone away, and Austin gets out of the car so he can open the door for you and take your hand.

This was it. Graceland. The whole reason you're here. The symbol of how Austin spent his days before you came into his life. As you walk up the steps to the front door, Austin keeps his eyes on you. His girl, in this house, felt about as close to a miracle as he was gonna get.

When the guard waves you in, you push the door open. Austin snaps a picture of you, then watches as you walk in. The second you are in the house, you feel different. There is joy in these walls, and sadness. Sitting there, waiting for you, is the subject of love you know was here too. Priscilla scrolls her phone until she sees you, and she stands to greet you.

"What do you think, so far?" She asks, and you nod, barely able to speak.

"I uh..." you sniffle, trying not to fully cry. "It's amazing!"

"That makes me happy," she grins, squeezing your hand. "Don't cry though, honey. It's okay. This house is a happy place," she assures you and looks at Austin. He looks torn between holding you and just letting you feel it all.

"How does it feel to be back?" She asks him and he huffs out a wry chuckle.

"It's weird. It's good," he grins. "It's better here," he adds, looking at you.

She smiles knowingly and she leads you around the kitchen, and you see Gladys's cookbooks on the shelves. You smile at Austin and squeeze his hand, and when you pass by the piano bench, you look at him.

"No pouting on the piano bench today, baby," you tease him and he laughs, head thrown back and he pulls you close to him.

"I won't. I'm with you," he giggles and you roll your eyes but you're smiling.

He leads you up the stairs then, and when you approach Elvis and Priscilla's old bedroom, he scoops you up, bridal style, and walks in, still holding you.

"Austin!" You shriek. "Put me down!" You laugh and he shakes his head.

"Never," he chuckles, but when he kisses you, you slide your body against his, lowering your legs to the floor. You kiss him and Priscilla takes her turn to photograph the two of you, kissing in her old room. You break apart and look at her.

"Sorry... uh..." you look down and he looks away. Priscilla laughs.

"Oh please, you two. I've done worse, in... okay, every room in this house," she laughs and Austin hides his face. "Come on, you gotta see the original jungle room," she says to you and after you look around a bit, you follow her lead. When the door to the jungle room opens and you walk in, you can't breathe for a second.

"Its like..." you gasp and Priscilla looks at you.

"He's here. I know," she says quietly. Austin goes to sit where he sat to play Can't help Falling In Love, and he pats the seat beside him.

"Come here, Baby," he looks at you. You instantly obey, and he pulls you into his lap, holding you close.

"You okay?" You ask softly.

"Miss him sometimes. I love him, you know?" He says softly and you kiss his temple.

"Just feel it baby, I'm right here," you assure him and he hides his face against your chest. You sit there together feeling the enormity of the moment. You don't realize you're making any noise until Austin looks at you.

"What're you muttering Mama?" He asks, grinning at you.

"She's talking to him. Saying thank you," Priscilla says knowingly and you nod.

"That's exactly what I was doing," you blush and Austin kisses you.

"I love it... keep going," he says softly, holding you against his chest and you both say a few words to the King who can't hear you. After a few moments, Austin stands slowly with you in his arms, then sets you down near the window.

"Pose, Baby," he hums and you do, looking at him through hooded eyes, as though he wasn't Austin, but Elvis. He swallows thickly and takes the picture, then he looks at you.

"See me, Mama?" He asks quietly and you nod, giving him the look you always give him when he's feeling especially submissive. Its a blazing, powerful, intimidatingly loving look and Priscilla looks away immediately upon seeing it. Austin grins and blushes, and takes a photo, then he takes you back to the couch where he played the song. Priscilla cautiously re-enters as he begings to sing to you in a low voice. In that moment, Elvis is in the building, Austin is gone. You sit with him, hardly daring to move or breathe, so as not to disrupt him, but he leans in. You rub his back, stroke his hair, and kiss his soft skin while he sings a few songs to you, and when he's done, you smile at him, tears in your eyes.

"That was great," you whisper, and he cups your face, drying your tears. Priscilla snaps a photo, and smiles.

"Don't mind me. Just had to get that," she whispers and exits quickly, making the two of you laugh.

"Did you tell people not to take photos of me or something? Because everyone's acting like they shouldn't. Even you," you ask and he shakes his head.

"I told everyone to take as many as they could," he whispers and kisses you. "I just didn't want you to feel watched."

"I wanna remember though. When I'm old and senile, and can't even remember my own name, I wanna remember this. Remember you," you say firmly and your voice hardly shakes. He presses his forehead against yours and you cup his jaw, the two of you just taking it all in for a moment of silence.

When you finally leave the Jungle Room, you spend a little more time in the house. Austin shows you everything, some things twice, and you let him. He seems so happy, and you're enjoying the experience. When you leave, he takes you out to the rose garden so he can smell the flowers. From afar you can see the final resting place of Elvis, and his mother, but Austin shakes his head.

"Not today, Baby," he says softly and you nod, squeezing his hand gently. He smiles at you and he snaps a few more of you among the flowers. You take a selfie with him, which are rare for you two as a couple, but you want one of this day. He's happy to oblige, and kisses you through most of the pathways of the garden.

"I love this. I love you," you whisper, and Priscilla joins you shortly after.

"Time to go?" She asks, and you look at Austin.

"Well I'm starting to feel like I could stay forever, so I think that means it is, yes," you answer and Austin nods.

"That's how it was for me the first time too, Baby. But we'll come back before we go, okay?" He promises. You smile and nod.

"Perfect," you agree.

You say your goodbyes to Priscilla and plan to meet for dinner later. You get in the car and Austin goes to get on his knees for you, but he looks uncomfortable, not like your subby Kitten at all. You shake your head and stop him. Instead you get on your knees for him, and rest your head on his lap. His head tilts back as he puts his hand in your hair, and you reach up with one hand to hold his free one.

"I will always love you," he whispers and your eyes close as you start to cry.

"I love you so much, Austin," you sob.

You're not even sad, just overcome with emotion. So many feelings inside you after that experience, you can no longer hold them back.

"I love you, Mama. So much," he coos to you, and his eyes are also shining. "I miss them," he says softly.

"Miss who, baby?" You ask, squeezing his hand gently.

"Elvis, and," he takes a breath. "My mom," he sniffs. "I know Elvis missed Gladys too."

"They are both so proud of you, baby. I know that for a fact. When we go back, we should go and leave some flowers for Elvis and his mom," you suggest softly and he looks down at you.

"That might be too much for me, Mama. Can I let you know how I feel at the time?" He asks and you nod.

"Yes. Good boy for setting your boundaries, you make me so proud and happy," you reassure him and he nods with a small smile on his face. He still feels the grief, but he has you. He's had you for longer than he's had you, and he wants to talk about it, but he says nothing, instead letting it fall to the silence he's all too rapidly adjusting to. If he brings it all up now, you'll leave for sure, and he doesn't want that. There's been too much loss, too much pain. Too much distance, so what's a little more to maintain the closeness he's been granted?

You sit like that for the rest of the drive, and when you get to the house, he carries you inside. He lays you on the bed, frees your feet from your high heels and rubs them a bit. He then slides your dress off and bites his lip at the pink floral harness lingerie set you wore all day beneath the dress.

"Oh Mama," he sighs and you blush.

"Just for you, Baby. But I actually think-"

"We need to not have sex right now and just be together? I know," he smiles and you lean against him.

"I'm gonna go change," you whisper, kissing him sweetly before walking off. When you're satisfied that he's not listening, you call Priscilla.

"Hey, Priscilla, its me, Y/N. I need your help with something."

By the time the early evening rolls around, you have a plan in place. Austin is napping before dinner, and you scurry off to get dressed. You put on a long black dress and your black heels, and you leave Austin a note.

"Sorry you're waking up alone again.

Go to dinner with Priscilla, I'll meet you there.

I love you."

You place it on the bed beside him, and check your phone before you go. When you do, you see a photo Austin took of you, that he posted to instagram with a caption that makes you want to stay and hold him forever.

"There's a pretty little thing waiting for The King, down in the Jungle Room."

You smile and look at him for as long as you dare without waking him, and you run out the door to find a car waiting for you.

Thank you, Priscilla.

You give the address of the flower shop you had seen yesterday to the driver. You take a deep breath when you get 4 blocks away from the house. Austin is still asleep; You haven't gotten a frantic call from him yet. When the driver pulls up to the shop, you have him wait while you go in and pick out 2 simple but beautiful bouquets. You hurry back to the car and he looks back at you.

"Ready to go?" He asks and you nod.

"You know where to go?" You ask and he nods.

You sit back and think about everything that has happened since getting together with Austin.

Your career had exploded into success. Your sex life was the best you'd ever experienced. On a daily basis you felt loved, respected, and completely worshipped. You couldn't imagine being any happier than you are now, and you're pretty sure you knew who to thank, so that's what you had to do.

When you drive slowly through the gates of Graceland, you check your phone. It was on silent, but you had about 20 missed calls from Austin. You'd only been gone about an hour.

You look at the photo of him that you have as your phone screen saver, and then you put your phone away. You get out of the car and slowly walk over to the part of the garden Austin wouldn't go to. You stand there, silently, with both bouquets, and you lay one on Elvis's headstone.

"You didn't wanna be called the King, but you were absolutely royalty. We love you so much, and I can't begin to thank you for what you brought to the love of my life. I met Priscilla by the way. She's amazing, still," you say softly. "I can't talk about you to him. I want to. But it's too hard. Seeing you, but wishing I was seeing him," your voice breaks and you shake your head. "You almost broke me, Mr. Presley." You close your eyes against the memories. "And for that, I love you."

You then look to the headstone next to him. The reason you're really here. Gladys Presley. You lay the flowers down and you start to talk.

"You know, Gladys, he lost his mom when he was 23 too. I think it connected him to your son. I think his love for her, and Elvis's love for you made all this possible. Imagine that, Mrs. Presley," you laugh. "Two boys who love their mothers, coming together to make some magic.

I think you'd love Austin a lot, but I'm biased. I wish I could protect him, but I know he had you," you take a deep breath.

"Thank you for looking after him. And tell Lori thank you from me. I hope you've met, wherever you are. I hope you're both proud of both of your sons. Because I have to say... I am. So proud I could burst," you whisper and the tears start to fall. "I swear, I have no idea what's going to happen with us, but I just hope that I always remember this feeling. Of loving him so much that I snuck out of the house to tell Elvis Presley's mother about it," you laugh through the tears. "I love him so much it's gonna break me," you cry.

"Princess," you hear behind you and you gasp and turn around.

"Austin, what..." you ask, taking in the sight of him. He's in a white suit and a dark, barely buttoned shirt, like some kind of tempting angel. He looks absolutely beautiful, but a bit sad. By way of explaining what he's doing here, he nods in the direction behind you. You turn to see Priscilla waiting.

"She told me, after I called her when you didn't answer," he explains.

"I'm sorry. I wanted to tell you, but I didn't want to push you. I still had to come and say my thanks," your voice is timid and he reaches for you, assuring you.

"I know," he says softly, a small smile on his face. "I heard you. And I love you too," he whispers against your lips, tears falling as he kisses you soundly, and as you get lost in each other, you feel the world fall away. Eventually he breaks the kiss and holds out his hand to you. "Come on," he grins and you take one last look at the graves before you take his hand and follow him.

He leads you toward the house, and you frown.

"I thought we were going to dinner," you ask, completely confused.

"We are, just..." he trails off and leads you back through the maze and he opens the door you know by heart at this point. There are candles lit in the jungle room, and flower petals everywhere.

You gasp and look at Austin, who keeps his eyes on you the whole time as he walks to the center of the room. He looks beautiful, and so happy. He's smiling widely, and his eyes are bright.

"You know, even when you're running from me, and being mysterious, and dancing wildly around all the elephants in the room, I absolutely love and trust you. This trip has opened my eyes to what I have always known; your capacity for love and empathy is magical, and I want to make you happy for the rest of our lives," he says quietly, before sinking to the ground on one knee. You gasp.

"Oh my god," you whisper.

"You are my Mama, My Queen, my princess, my partner, my best friend, my love. Will you do me the honor of being my wife on top of all that?" He is smiling but he's so nervous as he holds out a simple but gorgeous band of rose gold and diamonds. You look down at him, unable to move, and then it clicks; you're in the jungle room. Austin is proposing. Just breathe.

This is what you'd feared, when you ran from him back to California, on the day that looms ever present between you every day. That Elvis would always be so much a part of him that you'd never be able to discern the truth of him. But then, you were the one who ran. You made him prove himself, and he had, and he did all this without knowing that you had a question for him too.

You fumble through your purse, grabbing the ring you'd been carrying for days; a black and platinum band with the date you two got together engraved on the inside. You show it to him and he gasps.

"Mama!" He gasps, and he looks at you in disbelief. "Is it a yes?" He asks and you nod.

"Nothing will make me happier," you say tearfully, and he slides the ring onto your finger. He holds up his hand for you and you do the same for him. He admires how it looks in the light then pulls you close to him in an intimate hold, cradling your whole body while his tongue explores your mouth.

You melt against him completely and you sit there, nuzzling and kissing each other.

"I love you," you whisper. "Fuck I love you so much."

"I love you more," he moans, and presses kisses to your neck and chest, touching you everywhere he can. You kiss his hair and the side of his face, hands running down his back and over his arms and sides.

"We should... oh! Go!" You gasp, interrupted by his lips between your breasts, biting and licking the soft valley.

"Should we?" He hums absentmindedly against your skin. He has pulled your dress down now and it is hard to focus.

"We... FUCK!" you cry out when his lips wrap around your nipple. "We should because there's open flame in a room that is literally an irreplaceable national treasure," you manage to get out between gasps and whines, and at that Austin sits back.

"Oh.." he huffs, lips puffy and eyes blown. "You're right. Okay. We can continue this."

"After dinner," you make sure he knows. "Which we are going to. Be a good boy for Mama," you coo and he grins lazily.

"Til the end of my days, My love," he says, voice full of longing and admiration. You practically melt all over again and by the time you get everything cleaned up, its almost completely dark. You walk out and Priscilla smiles, that crooked knowing smile.

"What were you two doing in there?" She asks and Austin shows her his ring. You hold yours up too and she gasps.

"What?!" She squeals and Austin kisses your cheek, holding you tight.

"He proposed and so I gave him the ring I'd been carrying to give him," your voice cracks as the happy tears come.

"Well I know I said you two were buying next time, but I can't help it. We're going somewhere nice and its on me, but first," she grins and hands me a dress bag.

"Y/N dear, get changed. You look like a widow, and you're not." She looks at Austin and then at you. "You're a bride."

My bride, he thinks, looking at you like a man possessed. Maybe now we can talk about how we got here.

#austin butler #austin butler imagine #you light my morning sky #austin butler elvis #austin butler fic #austin butler fanfiction #austin butler smut #austin butler x reader #sub!austin

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slashingdisneypasta · 1 year

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Toon Patrol x Reader || Gifs

Topic: How they Kiss. Eventually I'm gonna probably do actual blurbs and headcanons for this but I'm too tired right now, so this is just like a sneak peak.

Characters: Greasy (2), Psycho (1), Smartass (3), Stupid (1) and Wheezy (3)

Warnings: Risqúe gifs XD

Greasy:

He's horny & handsy: I mean, what did you expect? He'll be making out with you and have his hands all over you- well on his way to final base if you let him.

Favourite place to kiss you?: Damn, anywhere. Anywhere he can reach.

He'll greet you by taking your hands and carrying them up to his lips, before trailing kisses all the way up your arms, across your shoulders, up your neck, over your jaw and to your lips.

He'll also press open-mouthed kisses all I've you through your clothes in an attempt to get you in the mood. Over the cotten of your shirt, before lifting the bottom of it to touch your skin as he kneels, then certain sporadic places across your clothed pelvis and your thighs... that is, until you let him take off your clothes.

Also likes to wake you up.with kisses, like below.

Psycho:

Inexperienced & Determined: Psycho has no damn clue what he's doing with this (He's never even had the urge to kiss anyone before! No one's as special as you ^^), but lord he wants to. Everything he sees you!- he feels this odd desire in the pit of his stomach and he desperately wants to get rid of it.

Eventually he just grabs you (Like the gif. Imagine his straight jacket-covered fingers clamping around your jaw) and drags your lips to his.

Really Likes Kissing: Yeah short story even shorter- he decides that kissing you is really nice! He's gonna start giving you pecks whenever he can. Smartass is nauseated.

Smartass:

Kissing?: Affection and general softness... is not really Smartass' thing... So it while it already takes a long time to even whoo this weasel (Cuz like, he doesnt know you? He doesnt know your people? He's very suspicious)- it's gonna take even longer to get him to kiss you.

Even when he wants to kiss you, he'll be hesitant. Where does he even start? How does this work? He's got a lotta thought-out questions and you might just need to take the plunge.

He'll get the hang of it pretty quick ^^

PDA: You thought Greasy was shameless? Once Smartass has given you his trust he'll do anything to keep you and gets possessive. He wants people to know who you belong with.

So yeah, he will just come up to you when you're talking to someone he doesn't like the look of and give you a good, long kiss- with tongue.

Wheezy: Ey Boss, ain't that Pepé talking to Y/N over there?

Smartass: What!?- *Hands Wheezy his gun*

Smartass: *Starts storming over to you* Hold- the fuck- up-

Soft and Casual: When its just the two of you, or his gang, you two are honestly kinda cute. You'll smile into kisses with him, and he'll just be looking at you with that 'I'm so fricken lucky' look clear as day on his face.

Stupid:

The Cuddly Weasel: Your kisses are usually quite sweet ^^ Just little lip touches when nothing else is expressing just how much love you feel for each other.

You're usually already cuddling wrapped around your big giggly boyfriend, possibly laying on his belly while he hums and plays with your hair, and you lean down slowly to give him a kiss on his nose, his jaw, or the corner of his lips.

Wheezy:

Giggly Kisses: Wheezy likes to kiss you when you're laughing. Just like, tells you a joke just to see your cute little smile and hear your adorable fricken laugh, and then can't help himself!- He's gotta lean over and give you a lazy kiss on the lips.

It doesn't have to be perfect with him, just happy.

Skill!!!: Sorry, I just can't help thinking Wheezy is actually quite good at kissing. In that lazy way where he's taking his time, because all he really wants is to just taste you- feel your lips with his, enjoy your reactions to things he does (Like your different moans, groans and sighs. How you clutch him, press closer to him, etc).

He isn't racing towards an end goal like Greasy, its not his first time like Psycho, and he's not as perpetually stressed out as Smartass is.

Playful: Yeah, he definetly does stuff like this, too-

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hitman-two · 1 year

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Doc Bryan Smutty HCs

▸ Generally rougher with sexual intimacy than our other boys. But that comes from this man being rough around the edges in combat. In civilian life. In bed.

▸ His favourite positions are doggy-style and reverse cowgirl. Doggy-style allows him to pound into you without hurting you. The slapping of skin against skin. Your lustful moans as he thrusts deep inside you. The urge (and he will!) grip your hair and pull you back up to him so your back is flushed against his chest. Holding your hair in place and roughly kissing you. Reverse cowgirl because he knows you can watch yourself bouncing up and down on him in the mirror, and that mental image becomes his Combat Jack fantasy. Plus he loves watching your ass pound down on him.

▸ Loves it when you wear dresses because it’s easy access for kitchen quickies.

▸ Has a relatively high sex drive and slight kinky side to him.

▸ Curses and dirty talks a lot during sex. Prepared to hear those growls of dirty words in your ear.

▸ He’s still very respectful. If you need to stop, he’ll stop. If you feel uncomfortable, you need to tell him. He won’t ever get pissed off at anything.

▸ Blowjobs? Yes. He will never say no to, and will deep-throat you if you let him.

▸ Despite the many rough fucks he gives you, he does know how to be gentle. He can make sweet, passionate love to you. ▸ But making love to you will still come with him teasing you with his fingers and tongue, and making you orgasm at least twice before he actually sinks deep within you. ▸ He loves watching you come apart beneath him. He never lets himself finish until you’ve orgasmed first and then he’ll let himself go. ▸ He loves all kind of sex; morning sex, shower sex, kitchen quickies, 2 minute quickies in general, sex in front of the mirror… ▸ He’s a bit different when it comes to you giving him a handjob. Particularly when he’s soaking in the bath or not expecting it. It feels far more intimate to him than realises (lowkey commitment-phobe). But he does allow you to get him off and ends up thrusting in your hand, gasping softly, lips brushing against your ear.

▸ He's a gentle rough fuck-er. If that makes sense. He’s rough but he’s still gentle with you. Makes sure you know you’re safe with him. Makes sure to discreetly check in with you. Watch for signs of discomfort (but he can easily miss this if he’s in the moment, so you need to tell him). ▸ Rough little praises of “That’s my girl.” (“Boy” “[other gender neutral term]”) ▸ He's a biter. You’re a scratcher. You both leave your marks on one another and you love it. Don’t draw blood from him, that won’t end well. But creating nail indentations in his skin or leaving him with red marks is perfectly fine. ▸ The best moment for him is when he’s starting off gently with you. Teasing. Edging. He has you withering, whimpering, begging…And he loves it when you beg… but then he flips you over and the pace changes into something hot and primal. ▸ The gif where he's servicing his rifle? Those fingers wrapped around and pumping his own personal rifle... he has no shame in doing so and moaning out your name. Knows if you over hear, it'll get you hot and bothered and he gets to deal with a horny you later -wink- ▸He's more of an ass-man than a boobs/chest-man. Always grabbing at your booty. ▸ I honestly promise he does stop and be more gentler; especially in times where you just need him to make love. But he favours fun 'n' rough over slow 'n' soft. || I...am not happy with these...I might revisit it later but for now...I hope it'll do. Gotta remember he's a Navy boy on loan to the Marines... and those navy folk are....something else. Sexually -wink- You want something more smutty 'n' softer? Stay tuned for Doc x Grace. Soft smut coming up. Eventually.

#Thank you for requesting this Anon #Combat Jack Spice Rack #I hope this is okay #I'll revisit it because I'm not happy with it #but for now...Marines make do #Doc Bryan HCs #Doc Bryan Spicy content #Doc Bryan x Reader #Doc Bryan Generation Kill

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A quick fic for Izuku’s birthday!

Lately I’ve been getting into ASMR massage streams. So I started fantasising what it would be like for Kacchan looking after Izuku in the same way, when he was at his lowest and so this fic was born a few weeks ago with that concept. I wrote it for Izuku because he deserves some real care on his birthday! (Even though it’s a little strange, I hope you enjoy it somehow!!) This fic is family friendly! Yeah!

Aftercare

Izuku felt weird. Kacchan had come along and turned his misfortunes upside down at a time he felt his hope crash to an all-time low in the city earlier. And now he had taken a bath (forcibly) and Kacchan had splashed him and called him by his first name. It was all so surreal. He couldn’t help but acknowledge a strange feeling rising in his chest. He felt more aware of his heartbeat than ever before. And he noticed a pattern was developing. That whenever those red eyes were turned to him, he could feel his heart pounding away in his chest as if he’d just run a 10k marathon.

Gradually the boys who had bathed with him had all dispersed out of the communal bathroom and started congregating in the common area. Izuku was left alone. Yes, it had been a weird day. That warm bubbling feeling he was getting in his chest under that red gaze was the biggest surprise to him of all - and Izuku was sure it wasn’t because of the nice soak he’d been given. He pinched himself and when he didn’t wake, he sighed and leaned his head back on the edge of the bathtub.

“Kacchan…” “Yeah?” A most unexpected reply. Izuku startled. “Wah! You scared me. You haven’t left yet?” His head tilted back further to see Kacchan seated behind him, having already dried off, a towel wrapped around his waist.

“I stayed to make sure no nerds would drown in the bath from exhaustion,” came the matter-of-fact reply. Izuku regarded the blonde as Kacchan stared intently back at him.

“You’re different,” Izuku said softly and straightened his head for fear of blushing in front of his… his… friend..?

“You think so? Well… you’re the same.” Kacchan replied, clicking his tongue.

Izuku felt a cramp in his neck and rubbed meekly. “My body sure isn’t. It’s been a terrible few weeks.”

“Tell me about it.”

Izuku stiffened when he felt a warm hand placed on his right shoulder. It didn’t move an inch and Izuku felt like Kacchan was asking for permission. He tilted his head, offering more of his neck and shoulder to the hand in response.

“It seems I have been in your care a lot lately. This… has been a weird day. Mmm.” His hand shot up to cover his mouth when a moan escaped it, as Kacchan knead out the hard knot that had formed in his shoulder. Before long a second hand was on his left shoulder working its magic in unison with the right.

“Is this to your liking okyakusama? How do you find my technique?” Kacchan growled softly from behind his ear. Izuku couldn't help his soft grin.

“It feels good,” he sighed “It’s perfect.” Kacchan’s hands were firm and yet uncharacteristically, to Izuku, gentle on him. He couldn’t say he’s had much experience of someone else’s touch. Not even his mother does this for him. Knowing that the hands running along the skin of his shoulders and the thumbs digging into his blades belonged to the blonde made his chest bubble again.

Eventually, the hands travelled up his neck and after giving some loving attention to it for a moment found themselves at the sides of his face. Small gentle circles to his temples and Izuku found himself leaning into his touch. He had to catch himself when he could feel his consciousness almost slipping again. Fingers raked through his wet curls and massaged into his head and another moan left his lips. He just let it go.

“How are you so-“

“Old hag does it for me and I know what I like,” Kacchan answered before he could ask.

“Ahhh. I still remember the power of your gauntlet’s blast. The thing just about ripped my arm out of its socket. I’ve gotta admit, I was impressed by your body’s sheer endurance. Your shoulders must be dead all the time.” Izuku closed his eyes and hummed softly with contentment.

“Get used to it.” Kacchan paused as his fingers raked through Izuku’s hair. “And you’re right. She helps me with them sometimes.” Kacchan wrung out Izuku’s damp locks of some water and he felt some drops drip down his back.

“Sec.” Izuku’s head screamed at the loss of contact when Kacchan extracted his hands but not long after, he felt something cold on his head and the hands (thank god) returned, massaging the shampoo (2-in-1 All Mighty Sunshine Smash For Curly Hair that he had been using for over a decade) into his scalp and hair. It felt like he had died and was experiencing what heaven feels like and Izuku just about mewed into his touch.

When Kacchan felt the shampoo had been distributed around his head adequately he draped both his arms around Izuku’s neck. Izuku made a short gasp when his face rested side by side with Izuku’s and after the shock left him, in what he would call a sudden lapse of judgment or sanity, he wasn't quite sure, he was only sure he was going to die, but Izuku couldn’t help himself and nuzzled into him. His heart was pounding like mad and he was sure Kacchan could feel it.

“Kacchan… I… you….”

Kacchan pulled away but left his hands on Izuku’s shoulders and began to gently push down. Izuku took a breath and let him dunk his head under the surface of the bathwater. Kacchan rinsed the shampoo out of Izuku’s hair with a few firm strokes of his scalp and with a hand curling over the top of Izuku’s shoulder, guided him back up.

When he tried to turn around to face Kacchan he was held in place and couldn’t move. He felt a deep breath near his head. Kacchan was sniffing his hair. He shivered as goosebumps rose at the back of his neck.

“Mmm. Better. But still not finished. Red and green right?” Before waiting for Izuku to quickly turn around and let out a “Huh?” in response, Kacchan disappeared for a minute and was back with items in hand. He was grasping Izuku’s toothbrush.

“You’re not ser-“ Kacchan took that opportunity to shove the toothpaste-ridden brush into his mouth and began brushing Izuku’s teeth for him.

“Sherushly Kashang I cab joo jish ngyshelf.” Izuku protested. Kacchan answered with a hand on Izuku’s chin and more strokes of his back teeth. Izuku deflated in defeat, giving his mouth up to the obstinate blonde. He was mostly just embarrassed at this point. For letting himself fall off the wagon so hard and have his childhood friend, one of the people he admittedly wants to shine for the most, see it up close and even get all hands-on. Ick.

Izuku felt his face growing hot and flushed under the blonde’s fastidious care. Kacchan’s crimson eyes, which were etched with a tiredness that seemed to almost match his own, intensely stared at him as he manoeuvred the toothbrush all around Izuku’s teeth. When he was done brushing the front, his fingers latched onto Izuku’s tongue. Izuku couldn’t even find the will inside himself to protest anymore. He was completely under Kacchan’s control.

Kacchan scraped down his tongue with a few strokes of the brush. He pulled the toothbrush away, satisfaction evident on his face. Finally, he was done. He seemed to consider something for a second and shortly after, returned Izuku’s tongue to its rightful owner. Kacchan pressed the drain button of the tub. Izuku felt lightheaded and out of body and didn’t understand what was happening to him anymore.

“Okay. Spit before you swallow it.” Izuku almost choked on saliva and toothpaste and spat haphazardly into the draining bath water. There was an intense glean in the blonde's eyes as he quietly watched Izuku. Kacchan leant down, coming back up to put a cup up to his mouth and Izuku took a gulp of water and swished around and spat out the residue lingering in his mouth. He reached up at Izuku’s face and, reflexively, Izuku scared away. Looking as apologetic as he could, he leaned forward again into the touch, allowing Kacchan to gently swipe Izuku’s bottom lip with his thumb.

“All clean,” Kacchan stated, a small grin plastered his face as if he had just unlocked an achievement in a game. A very strange and hidden one. Izuku watched Kacchan leave to take the items back to the boy’s bathroom. A bit flabbergasted by what had just happened he eventually willed his legs to move and almost dived back onto the tub floor trying to stand up, but Kacchan had returned fast enough and held him up firmly with strong arms. Kacchan's arms around him felt out of place, yet also familiar. “But we’re still tired, huh?” The scratching voice rolling out from Kacchan’s lips was very soft and had a mysterious way of making Izuku feel safe. Needless to say, it was doing nothing to remedy Izuku’s jelly legs.

Izuku looked down at the floor and blushed. Kacchan’s arms slid down Izuku’s arms and he grabbed his hands in support.

“Out you come.” He encouraged, and Izuku took a tentative step out of the bath and then another. Kacchan lead him to sit on a bathroom stool and afforded him some modesty by handing him a towel. Izuku sloppily wrapped the towel around his waist. With another towel, Kacchan deftly dried up Izuku’s back and chest and underneath his arms and knees, down his legs and then knelt at his feet, holding them up, almost in worship.

He momentarily caught Izuku’s eyes with his before looking back down at his feet. His hands firmly thumb into the soft sensitive interiors of them. Izuku, both surprised and feeling good under the touch, tried to stifle the moan that emerged. Kacchan gently massaged deeply into the balls of Izuku’s sensitive feet. Izuku felt a small stir in his groin and his breath quickened. He felt like he was discovering a lot about himself during this experience and he awkwardly looked down upon Kacchan with a lopsided grin of confusion.

“Old hag has made me do this for her,” came the knowing response, without even looking up. His eyes kept their focus on the task at hand, rubbing down Izuku's feet with the concentration and finesse of a shoe shiner.

When Kacchan was done he got up, placed the towel over Izuku’s head and briskly rubbed it into his hair, absorbing most of its wetness. When he removed the towel Izuku’s head involuntarily shook, spraying Kacchan with small water droplets.

“Ugh, what are you, a dog?” Kacchan complained.

“I dunno! I’m feeling pampered like one, though.” Kacchan flung the towel at his face in response. When it slid off his face Kacchan was glaring at him. His cheeks discoloured red were almost matching those glaring eyes which Izuku could only translate as: “Tell anyone and you’re dead.” Izuku quivered. Kacchan will always be Kacchan in some ways, it seemed. He wasn’t at all surprised that he found he didn’t mind this fact even a single bit. Kacchan looked at him for a moment awkwardly and turned away.

“Go get changed. Time to go back, nerd.” Before Kacchan left the communal bath Izuku stepped forward and grabbed his wrist. He did it without thinking and now had no idea what to do. Shit.

“Kacchan…,” Izuku fumbled over the right wording. But he felt like he was on fire and jacked up on adrenaline and after all of that couldn’t let him just… leave. But now what? What excuse could he come up with to make Kacchan stay with him? There was too much he was feeling and he felt like he had no way of expressing it all articulately. He sighed. Why was he such a coward?

“Thank you.” Izuku let go of his wrist. But there was so much more he wanted to talk about with the blonde. Without turning around or causing a fuss about being touched, which Izuku was half expecting, he continued out the door. He paused.

“Yeah,” he simply said, and he was gone.

Izuku stared after him and hopelessly at the door. He felt so lost.

Moments later the blonde came crashing back through the door he just left through and glared intensely at Izuku, breathing heavily.

“Why the hell do I have to do everything for you?” He took a few steps forward and instinctively Izuku stepped back.

“Baka.” Kacchan, cheeks flushed, closed the distance and grabbed Izuku’s head, smashing their lips together. Izuku’s eyes widened in shock. Arms snaked around his whole body, holding him closer. Then it all became clear.

Their history, the way Izuku has acted, the way Kacchan has acted, the way he’s acting now. Kissing Izuku. Izuku letting him kiss him. His feelings. Kacchan liked Izuku. And Izuku liked Kacchan. He loves every hair on him. He loves his eyes. He loves his voice. He loves his determination to always win and excel at everything he does. He loves his beautiful heart that he’s been wearing on his sleeve. He loves Kacchan’s everything with everything he had. He was in love with him. When Kacchan’s lips broke away, Izuku wrapped his arms around Kacchan and teared up.

“I’m so stupid. You’re right. Sorry.” Arms grew tighter around him. “Maybe since the very beginning… I’ve liked Kacchan the most.”

“Of course. Took you long enough.” Kacchan huffed. “It’s okay.” He gently patted Izuku’s head.

“We’re a team, Izuku, just like we used to be. You and I are in this together. And you know what teams do? No man gets left behind. So all you have to do is stay in my sight and I’ll do the same for you. Got it?” Izuku pouted at him with guilt and nodded.

“That’s my good puppy.” Kacchan ruffled his hair and turned around, laughing as he left the bathroom.

Izuku took in a deep breath and lay his palm flat over his heart trying to still it some. For what felt like the first time in a long while, he smiled.

“That’s my Kacchan.”

#bakudeku #kana writes #op #happy birthday izuku

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5sosfanfictioncatalogue · 2 years

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Birthday Sex Masterlist

Birthday Cake (ao3) - im_just_a_sucker_for_bromance luke/calum E, 2k

Summary: Birfffday Cake

It's Luke's birthday and Calum decides to make it special.

Birthday Sex (ao3) - felixandtae luke/ashton T, 3k

Summary: It's Ashton's birthday and Luke likes to take care of his boyfriend after they have sex, which includes a nice bubble bath and singing cheesy lyrics.

Don't need candles and cake, just need your body (ao3) - antisocialhood michael/luke E, 5k

Summary: It's Luke's birthday and Michael just wants to make him smile, just wants to see Luke squirming under him with needy gasps and tiny sounds, just wants to stop playing around his feelings.

feels like home to me (ao3) - lourrygum ot4 E, 3k

Summary: "You know you guys don't have to do this," Ashton mutters, voice cracking embarrassingly as Calum palms himself through his jeans, like it's completely normal to do so. Which, Ashton guesses it is, in this kind of scenario.

"You're always taking care of us." Michael shrugs, watching as Luke starts to stroke the hard bulge of Ashton's cock, through his boxers, no less. "Let us take care of you sometimes."

or, it's Ashton's birthday and he feels kind of shitty and sometimes all you need is love and orgasms.

Gotta Lick The Icing Off (ao3) - IfWallsCouldMuke michael/luke E, 769

Summary: Happy birthday, Luke!

Happy Birthday, Kitten (ao3) - radioactive_pizza michael/luke N/R, 2k

Summary: // the one where it's Michaels birthday and Luke gives him a special present.

I Love The Way You Talk On Top Of Me (ao3) - mukeftlashton michael/luke E, 3k

Summary: “You look stunning, princess. Absolutely beautiful,” Michael whispers against his lips, his fingers tracing over the lace trim, causing Luke to shiver. He brings them lower, brushing over the black garters before he pulls on one, letting it snap back against Luke's pale thigh, causing the blonde boy to let out a low moan.

It's Luke's birthday, and all he wants is a pair of lace panties.

i only wanna talk to you (ao3) - calumshoods calum/ashton E, 47k

Summary: “This is us, Calum. This is our story, from beginning to now, all of my favorite moments. The ups and the downs. The good and the bad. Mostly the good, though, because there’s hardly ever a bad moment with you. I mean, yeah, you fart a lot and it smells, but I’ve gotten used to that.” He pauses to giggle at his own joke again, a sweet, high-pitched sound that make Calum’s heart flutter.

or ashton leaves to work on his documentary and leaves calum recordings of his favorite memories with him

it's unlike anything when you're lovin' me (ao3) - orphan_account ot4 E, 2k

Summary: On a normal day, Calum would have ignored Michael’s pleas and continued with his relentless teasing which eventually would have led to Ashton punishing his ass for torturing Michael like that, but since today it’s Michael’s birthday Calum knows he has got to be nice.

Magic Mike (ao3) - im_just_a_sucker_for_bromance michael/everyone E, 3k

Summary: Ashton Irwin is turning 21 and wanted a grand party. To his surprise, his idea of 'Grand Party' does not coincide with what his friends think a 'Grand Party' means. His night may turn out to be better than he had imagine.

Midnight Memories (ao3) - im_just_a_sucker_for_bromance michael/calum E, 3k

Summary: It was Calum's birthday and Michael wanted to be the first one to wish him. He also decided to wish him in a different way. In a different way meant in a way that Calum would not expecting. To carry his plan out, he got a few stuffs of his own that he was impatient to try.

new shapes (ao3) - galacticsugar luke/calum E, 3k

Summary: “Anyway,” Calum says, “I’ve been thinking about it, and I wanted to talk to you about it, because I kinda think it would be a really good idea for us to fuck each other.”

Luke chokes on his water.

Calum slaps him on the back a few times, even though Luke has told him over and over that doesn’t do anything to help.

To Get Me Turning Good, You Gotta Check Under The Hood Babe (ao3) - senioritastyles michael/calum E, 1k

Summary: Michael giggles as Calum takes his hand and kisses his lips, stumbling towards the exit of the dingy bar they're in. It's Michael's birthday, his twenty-first to be exact, and he's just had his first few legal beers in America. He's just on the right side of tipsy and feeling good as Calum drags him away from the overly loud music and the smell of hot wings.

"You know, baby, you never told me what you wanted for birthday." Calum mumbles, lips tickling Michael's when he doesn't bother pulling away entirely.

Michael hums and nudges his lips against Calum's for more, humming again when Calum obliges and kisses him. "I didn't really want anything."

or: It's Michael's birthday and he wants Calum.

You Know I'll Be Your Anchor, Just Close Your Eyes And See (ao3) - orphan_account michael/luke N/R, 1k

Summary: “I’m dying,” Michael mumbled into the comforter. “I can’t cum anymore.”

Luke knelt over his body, a sinful look covering his face. Luke moved down, brushing his lips against the cool skin, making Michael shuddered. “I think you can do it again baby.”

Luke was killing Michael.

He was literally trying to kill the boy with sex and Michael is so proud of him.

your string of lights is still bright to me (ao3) - merlypops michael/calum E, 81k

Summary: 'Michael looked at himself sometimes, when he was putting six year old Lily to bed or giving her four year old sister Georgie a bath with his shirt sleeves rolled up and the faint silvery scars on display, and although he’d never planned for his life to be this way, he thought it could be a lot worse probably, even if it wasn’t what he’d expected back when he was a teenager with dirty hair and death in his heart.'

Michael is struggling to be the father his daughters need. Until he meets Calum again.

You were the one that captured the sun (ao3) - phanjessmagoria ot4 E, 12k

Summary: Ashton let his lips linger against Calum’s, not pulling away until the kiss just naturally ended, and once they were apart, Calum shifted himself so that he was pressed against Ashton’s side more, his hand slipping down between Ashton’s legs, fingers splaying out on his inner thigh.

“What was that for?” Ashton asked—he didn’t not want to make out with Calum, or whatever, but he just hadn’t been expecting it.

“It’s your birthday,” Calum replied, keeping his voice low—though if Ashton had been paying attention, he’d have noticed that Michael and Luke were both craning their necks to watch, see Ashton’s reaction, see if it seemed like what they hadn’t admitted to planning was going to work.

“Yeah, so?” Ashton asked, still not quite getting it. He smiled, bemused, at Calum.

“So,” Calum said, “maybe we just want you to have a great fucking night.”

#5sosfanfictioncatalogue #sex tw #smut #birthday #birthdaysex #birthdaysex masterlist #masterlists

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letstalkaboutfandomsbaby · 2 years

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I remember that post you made about Sukuna who used to have threesomes but nothing else turns him on anymore but you, and he's so frustrated that he can't have a threesome with two of you ajsjjakjsa

Can we break reality for a moment and get ourselves duplicated 🥺 mans is suffering

Ofc we can break reality. Fuck reality, all my homies hate reality sksks

Anyways something something 2 girls 1 mma fighter sksksk

CW: chubby fem reader, two readers, oral (male and female receiving), threesomes with a copy of yourself? Not sure how to tag that sksksk

Bibbity bobbity boo there's two of you sksksk

Dont ask me how or why, we're here to be self indulgent skskskks

Anyways, Sukuna is 👀 the minute he sees you and your clone like 👀 hey babe 👀 what's up 👀 what's goin on 👀

He's not subtle about his intentions at ALL, he's got one hand on each ass and he's already guiding you to the bedroom while you're just trynna figure out wtf is going on

He eventually shushes the both of you and pulls you close

"Ladies, ladies, relax. Who cares how this happened? Why dont we just live in the here and now and enjoy ourselves, huh?"

He's literally so ANNOYING!! He's so lucky he's handsome or else it's 🧎‍♂️🦵 OUT THE DOOR WITH YOU SKSKSKS

Anyways, you're young and life is short so why tf not? 🤷‍♀️

Mans does not hesitate, he's diving in and alternating between who he kisses while yall start to undress

He's groping yall without a care in the world, he's already rock hard just looking at the two of you, he is ready to GO

But he can't just dive in, he's gotta go slow and set the ✨️mood✨️

Sheepishly asks if the two of you will go down on him at the same time and lowkey almost cums right then when you agree sksksk

No but having the both of you on your knees kissing and sucking his cock and balls is making this man see God 😩

He has to stop yall after only a couple minutes bc if he doesn't he's gonna cum and he doesn't wanna waste this chance

If you wanna be cheeky then by all means keep going, push him down on the bed and keep sucking his cock and rub your tits on him and make him squirm and struggle to not cum sksksk

No but all you have to do is give him sweet gentle kisses on his cockhead and gently suck on his balls and both give him doe eyes and he's cumming within seconds

He's genuinely so mad that he came so quick like what the FUCK!! He's not a one minute man, yall KNOW this, why's he gotta cum so quick right NOW?? 😤

You're both so sweet and understanding though that he doesn't care about it too long, he's already back to making out with yall and squeezing every inch he can get his hands on

Fingers yall at the same time, forcing multiple orgasms out of the both of you before he's satisfied

It isn't long until he's hard again and begs for the main event

And ofc, bc you're the best girlfriend EVER, you finally help bring his fantasy to life 💕

No babe you don't understand: when i tell you this man is ecstatic when you situate yourself above his face and cock, i mean that he is literally shaking from excitement

Oh god, and when yall simultaneously sink down on him he just wants to die like nothing will ever feel as good as this so what's the point in living

He is literally at a loss for words, usually he dirty talks up a storm but the only thing he can do rn is moan into your pretty cunt

He's bucking his hips up into you and guiding your hips to press firmly against his tongue

He mumbles "ride me baby" but yall dont know who he's talking to. Turns out he meant both of you sksksk like bounce on his cock and grind that fat wet pussy in his face till yall cum

He cums pretty quickly again, which he gets mad about again, but he insists that yall keep going until you're satisfied

Leads to the best sex Ryomen has ever had holy fuck

Your pussy feels heavenly on both his cock and mouth and he turns pussy drunk within 10 minutes of starting

Accidentally overstims all three of you bc he holds yall down even after you cum and keeps fucking you

You're grabbing at his hair and trying to push his hands off but he's too strong and keeps you flush against him until you're on the verge of tears

Wants to keep going but has to tap out after his third orgasm

He tucks the two of you into his sides and cuddles up all nice and snug. Lowkey loves having your squishy pudgy body cradled against both sides, it's like twice the pillows and he's obsessed with it skskks

If the two of yall are still around after a short nap, he begs to go again

Yall switch positions but now he's got one of you on your back while the other has your ass in the air above the first, but the person who was riding his cock is now getting their pussy ate and vice versa

He's a bit more ruthless in this position, hips slapping quickly against your soaked thighs and his fingers pounding into you while his mouth works on your clit

He's so rough but it's only bc he can't get over how good he feels or how lucky he is to be in this situation

Cums two more times before he clocks out again sksksk but don't worry babes, yall both came at least three times as a result of this round

His cock is so sore and sensitive and he's so mad that he's too exhausted to keep going, but yall coo and tell him that he wore yall out and his ego inflates a big to make up for it sksksk

Then he hears a beeping out of nowhere 🤨

He opens his eyes and god damn it, it was all just a dream 😤

Ryo smacks his alarm clock and groans in frustration, appreciating the dream he had but also feeling pissed that it wasn't real

He turns to see you sleeping soundly, your cute chubby cheek smushed against your pillow

It's then that he realizes he's rock hard and horny af

Well... he may not be able to fulfill his fantasy of fucking two of you, but at least he can reenact some of the things he did to you in his dream 🥴💦💕

#ask #smut #chubby reader #sukuna #ryomen sukuna #mma!sukuna #mma fighter!sukuna #sukuna x chubby reader #fem reader #☀️ asks

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