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nanaslutt · 6 months

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choso with tongue piercing? >_<

hngh i need his tongue inside me :(

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Bestfriend!Choso X Reader :3

contains: fem reader, teasing, dirty talk, exhibitionism (they're in a car), sexual tension, oral (r!receiving), Choso’s first time giving head, slight jealousy, whipped!Choso & reader, first time receiving, reader has a bad track record w/ guys, mentions of bj, so soft & sweet

MDNI

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"Holy fuck." You swallowed hard at the view in front of you. "My brother convinced me to get it done when he got some of his piercings, said it could be a bonding experience," Choso explained, putting his tongue decorated with the little silver ball back into his mouth. "Did it hurt?" You asked, your mind still reeling that he had hidden a tongue piercing from you for all these years.

"It wasn't horrible, I'm pretty good with pain. I don't really see the point in having it pierced though." He started to explain, "No one ever sees it, even I forget it's there sometimes." Choso finished. You just smiled and nodded, pretending to listen as he kept talking about his experience getting pierced.

You had already thought of 400 scenarios in which you would let choso put his tongue (and piercing) to work on your body, so the pain he went to to get the pretty jewelry wouldnt be in vain. One particular scenario stood out in your head of him tongue fucking you, feeling the metal against your clit and- "You okay?" Choso's voice rang in your ears.

"Huh?" You said, pulling yourself from your daydream. "I asked if you would ever get your tongue pierced and you just froze up." He explained, scrunching his eyebrows together. "Oh! Oh right! I uh, I'm pretty squeamish around needles so thinking about it makes me a little... nervous" You lied through your teeth, thanking the universe that he seemed to believe it.

For the rest of the day the two of you spent together, the only thing you could focus on was his piercing. Unbeknownst to you, he had caught you several times. Choso had purposely run his tongue over his lips to wet them, every so often, just to see your breath hitch when you got a glimpse of the silver.

As he was driving the two of you back to his house for a nightcap, some relaxing song playing in the background, you spoke up through the silence, "Thanks for today Choso! I know the night isn't over yet but the museum you took us to was so much fun, we have to go to the cafe inside next time!" you exclaimed. He turned his head away from the road to look at you, before returning his gaze on the dark street.

"I'm surprised you remembered there was a cafe." He said, a hint of teasing, and snarkiness hiding in his voice. "Huh?" You voiced, tilting your head at him in confusion. "You seemed out of it today." He elaborated, "Is there something going on?" He asked, keeping his voice and face fairly monotone. His question caught you off guard, had you really been acting that weird all day? So much so that he picked up on it? Oh god.

"No! No, I'm just a little tired today, I'm sorry, I didn't mean to be weird." You forced out a laugh, once again coming up with a quick and hopefully believable lie. Unluckily for you, Choso saw right through it. "Are you sure? Because you were acting fine until I showed you my piercing." He said, hitting the nail right on the head.

You froze, not expecting him to be able to pinpoint the exact moment in the day you started behaving strangely, why was he so damn observant? "Oh.. really?" You said, no bullshit lies or excuses coming to your tongue, so you tried to laugh it off instead, saying something about a coincidence. "Did me sharing that make you uncomfortable?" He said, making you immediately reassure him that was absolutely not the case.

He turned the car onto your street, driving slowly down the dark path and towards your house. The two of you have been friends for the longest time, spending practically every second together any chance you got, so of course he knew the way to your house like the back of his hand.

"Oh my god no! No choso, really it's.. it's nothing.." You panicked slightly, not wanting him to feel bad for you being a perv and not being able to control yourself over a piercing. You sighed heavily, scrunching your face up as you seriously contemplated telling him what was really going on with you today.

No matter what you did you couldn't stop imagining your oblivious best friend's tongue between your legs, flicking your clit with his tongue and teasing the bud with the cold metal. You wanted to feel guilty you really did, but the vision was too delicious to feel any remorse.

"Does it turn you on?" He asked, pulling into your driveway and putting the car into part before he unbuckled himself and turned his body to face you. The expression on his face was unreadable, which made you nervous. Your face was heating up, and your mouth dropped open and closed like a fish out of water, trying to think of a response as your brain processed his unexpected words. You really didn't want your long-term secret crush on your best friend to be exposed like this.

"The piercing, does it turn you on?" He asked again, rephrasing his question. Oh god.. he was going to call you a perv and kick you out of the car, leaving you cold and alone in your own driveway if you said yes right? He would definitely think you were weird, who thinks about their best friend in that way?

You opted to shut your mouth, as you pulled your bottom lip between your teeth and nodded as softly as you could, unsure of your own actions. He looked past you, scanning the outside around the two of you to make sure there were no witnesses before he spoke his next words. "Wanna find out why I actually got this piercing?" He asked, making your face turn a dark shade of crimson as you whispered out a needy, "Please.."

"Fuck- Ohmygod right there Choso- Fuck!" Your hands dug into his soft strands of hair as he ate you out like a man starved. He had you on your back in the backseat of the car, legs splayed out for him as he laid between them, feasting on your cunt. He flattened his tongue out against your clit, making sure the ball of the piercing was kissing the little bud before he shook his head back and forth, stimulating your clit against it.

It had happened so fast, he had leaned forward and pressed your lips together, asking if this was okay before he unbuckled your seatbelt while you were distracted, and somehow the two of you had ended up in the backseat. You weren't sure why he didn't just drag you inside but you couldn't lie that the thrill of doing something like this in the car was exciting.

Choso scissored his fingers in and out of you, abusing your g-spot with the pads of his digits as they curled up against it. His tongue was working you over so well, he drew his name over and over on your clit, occasionally sucking it into his warm mouth and humming around it, sending delicious vibrations through your cunt.

Choso had never told you about any of his sexual conquests, so you werent really sure what to expect in terms of how well he would do when he said he was going to eat you out. Now you were begining to think he had a side job as a porn star or something because his technique was unreal.

"H-how are you so fucking g-good mph!" You cut yourself off with a whine when he suckled your clit particularly hard, making your body jolt against him. Truthfully, Choso had never eaten anyone out before, but he most definitely had watched porn and practiced on his hand for the day he got the courage to ask you out.

He wasn't expecting the opportunity to fall into his lap this easily, so when he saw your eyes light up at his piercing, he internally thanked the gods that you caught a glimpse of it in the sun, which led to him revealing the jewelry to you.

Choso always paid the utmost attention to you, without you even knowing it. He knew what you liked and disliked, he even so much as knew every detail about your tone and facial expressions to make sure you were constantly pleased and comfortable, he always wanted the best for you after all.

He watched how people would break your heart and toss you aside like you were nothing, it alwasy made him furious. They were absolute idiots to give you up, he hated seeing you sad over some unemployed nobody who never really cared about you from the start. Althogh he hated them, he couldnt help but feel a little grateful for them. If it werent for them taking you for granted, you might be in a relationship still, and the two of you wouldnt be in his backseat right now.

Choso moaned against your core when your hands tightened in his hair, rolling his eyes at the feeling of your nails digging into his scalp. "Does it feel good?" He said back, knowing damn well your answer. "Yes, yes Choso, fuck!" You moaned, dropping your chin to watch him work between your thighs.

He was already looking at you when your eyes locked with his. His eyebrows scrunched together upon feeling your gaze, keeping his dark eyes on yours as he ate you out with more vigor, drinking in your body’s every reaction to his tongue. The vibrations from his deep groans were going to push you over the edge. "Choso- Choso I'm close," You whined, fighting your eyes from rolling back in your head so you could keep your eyes on his and watch him do his thing.

He was so unbelievably handsome like this, the streetlights casting beautiful shadows on his face, and his expression was so needy it made your heart skip a beat. The way his eyebrows mimicked your expressions whenever he did something that felt particularly good, was so hot, he was so attentive.

The man between your legs was feeling drunk. This was something he only dreamed of and it was actually happening. He felt like his cock was going to burst from just tasting you alone, but he would gladly make home between your thighs forever. "Please," He begged from between your legs, scrunching his eyebrows together as he ate you out with more vigor.

He released his fingers from your tight hole and opted to replace them with his tongue, pressing his face as tightly against you as he could to make sure his tongue was fucking inside you as deep as possible, making sure to lick his tongue upwards against your walls so you could feel his piercing inside you. His fingers came to rub little circles on your clit with expert precision, making your legs start to shake.

You dug your nails against his scalp as you humped your hips against his face, hearing his muffled moans encourage you from between your thighs. "Ohmygod Choso! I-I'm cumming-" You wined before you felt the knot start to unravel. Choso swore he almost came in his pants at how sensually you cried out his name, mentally recording it for later.

He kept up his ministrations on your pussy, drinking up everything you gave him as you came hard on his face, squishing his soft cheeks between your thighs. He was mesmerized as he watched your body shake and curl in on itself, he stared at your mouth as it dropped open and spilled out profanities and whines of his name, broken on your tongue. When your back relaxed against the seat of the car once more he slowed his fingers on your clit, careful to not overstimulate you.

"Holy f-fuck Choso." You whispered, leaving your hands in his hair and running them through your own, wiping the sweat from your forehead. You took a quick look around in the post haze of your orgasm and noticed how foggy the windows were, so much for trying not to be obvious; anyone with half a brain would know what was going on if they walked past your car.

After he made sure he licked you clean, he pulled his face back and wiped his mouth with the back of his hand, raising his body to sit comfortably on the seat as his other large hand came to caress your thigh soothingly. "Was that okay?" He asked, looking at you like a puppy.

"Okay?" You repeated, astonished he was asking as if he didn't just witness how hard you came, "I'm pretty sure that was the best orgasm I've ever had in my life." You laughed, making him smile at your words as your hand came down on top of his while he was petting your thigh. "Thank felt so good Choso, thank you." You said blushing as you closed your legs, noticing how exposed you were in comparison to him.

Of course, he picked up on this, he reached over to pick up your previously discarded panties from the floor of the car, wiping them off before he handed them, alone with your pants, to you. You said your thanks to him and he nodded shyly, a stark difference to how he was acting moments ago. It wasn't till you were almost finished getting dressed again when you noticed his massive boner. How did you not see it before? You felt so bad for letting him sit like that for god knows how long.

"Choso, you're hard." You said, stating the obvious. The man blushed and pulled his t-shirt over his hard-on to cover it. "Let me take care of it for you." You offered, leaning your body over his and placing your hands on his toned thighs, "I-Its okay-" His warm hands came down to grab your forearms, stopping you. "What? Really? It doesn't look okay," You giggled, looking up between your lashes at him.

Of course, he wanted you to get him off, that sounded perfect, but he needed to properly take care of you first. Your legs were still trembling and you were still out of breath, on top of that he could tell you were tired; that orgasm had taken a lot out of you, so he could wait. "Don't worry about me, I'll go down." He assured, rubbing his hands on your wrists soothingly and making you hum. "I still need to clean you up and make sure you're okay." He finished, making you blush. No man has ever said that to you before, and no man has ever eaten you out before tonight either but you wouldn't tell Choso that right now.

Truthfully, you were feeling tired, and the prospect of Choso cleaning you up didnt sound half bad right now, "Are you sure? It really wont take long." You offered one last time. He smiled and pushed your arms off of his thighs so he could leave the car, "Im sure, some other time." He said boldly, making you nod silently as he opened the car door and stepped out.

You started to do the same but his voice stopped you in your tracks, "Don't move." He ordered, so you didn't. It didn't take long after he shut his own door that he was opening yours, Choso now standing in front of you as he leaned inside the car and scooped you into his arms, making you giggle as he slammed the door behind him. "Choso! I can walk." You laughed, wrapping your arms around his shoulders as he held you in a princess carry.

"Don't wanna take any chances, your legs are still trembling pretty hard." He said, making you blush and want to hide away at his exposing words. "I think you're the sweetest man I'll ever know." You said to him, smiling at his blushing face as he quickly avoided his eyes with yours. He moved his hand to effortlessly type in your door code as he brought the both of you inside, away from the chilly air.

I better be, he wanted to say, but opted to only acknowledge your words with a hum as the front door clicked shut behind the both of you.

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star-suh · 5 months

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🎃SCREAM (my name)🎃

choi san x male reader

cw: college au, movie au(?), killer top san, y/n is trapped in a hole in the wall, dub-con, rimjob, degradation, spanking, creampie, breaking the 4th wall(?).

an: i was thinking about a way to porn-ify the scream movie then i remembered that scene from scary movie with the girl in the garage 😭 and i merge it with that stuck in the wall trope and boom this fic was born lmao.

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despite the murders that have recently occurred, the students of the kq university decide to have a party just because why not?.

“how the fuck are they so happy dancing and getting high on a party when there's a literal murderer on the campus?” wondered y/n in a low voice.

“the real question is how the fuck are you complaining about it while literally being in the party drinking a cup of vodka with fruit juice?” seonghwa stated.

“i don't know dude, slasher movie logic i guess?” he spoke while drinking the remaining liquid on his cup, “gonna go for more” he then walks away while seonghwa starts rubbing himself on someone.

“umm excuse me.. uh, isn't there more of this?” y/n signals the bowl that was filled with vodka before. “yes there are more but… it's in the basement. if you want more go down there and take all you want dude” the man pats y/n's shoulder and walks away. “are you fucking kidding me? this is giving scream for fuck's sake i'm gonna die” he screams internally, preparing to go and seek more of that delicious cocktail of vodka with fruits.

with each step down the stairs y/n plans a ton of ways to escape if the murderer happens to be there.. “helloo?. umm is someone down there?” his voice echoes in the dark room and not a single response “where is the light switch” he spoke while he illuminates the place with the flashlight of his cell phone.

finally he found the light switch and turn on the lights, showing that there was no one in there “i should stop being so paranoid”. y/n opens the refrigerator taking out the cans of his favorite liquor, he was entertained reading the flavors of each can that he didn't notice the basement door being closed by someone.

"what do we have here?" a deep and seductive voice echoes in y/n's ears, he turns around quickly, dropping all the cans. there he was, face to face with the masked killer. “i fucking knew it” he whispered grabbing all the cans and throwing them at the killer. “leave me alone you psycho, i haven't done anything bad in my life” y/n begs for his life as he looks for a way out.

he suddenly remembers that this was mingi's house and there was a hole in one of the walls that they used to when they were in high school to sneak into the basement and drink mingi's father's liquor “good times” he murmurs running towards the hole.

“where is it” he shouts scattering the objects around trying to find the hole, “why is he doing nothing” anxious, y/n pushed a large shelf finally found his way to salvation "see you in hell motherfucker" giving the middle finger to the murderer and immediately going through the hole squirming around. everything looked so good until y/n got trapped, only half of his body made it through the hole. “shit this can't be happening. fuck!... please don't harm me please” his prayers being silenced by the loud music of the party above.

he was already preparing to die when he felt a hand groping his ass "what the hell? don't touch me pervert". he began to discard y/n's pants and underwear, "perverted son of a bitch" could be heard on the other side of the wall, y/n started to move his legs trying to kick the murderer but the only thing he received was a hard spank that made his eyes water.

the masked murderer started to rub his big bulge between y/n's ass cheeks, on the other side of the wall the guy was biting his lower lip so the other man can't hear his moans. “i shouldn't have put the cell phone in my pants pocke—hngh” suddenly he felt something wet on his rim making his eyes widen and his face turn red. on the other side the masked man was inserting his wet tongue in and out “what a tasty hole. gonna eat it until it's all gaping and gushy with my saliva”.

y/n's legs were trembling, the pleasure was immense something he haven't feel in months, “so goodd~”...

the ring of muscles was dripping with saliva “i can't get enough of this” says the masked pervert still eating y/n's ass out. on the other side y/n was a blushing, panting mess with hooded eyes and drool coming out of the corners of his mouth “please stop, i can't take it anymore..”

“nuh-uh dude we are halfway done” the man spoke, spanking the ass 10 times, 5 to each ass cheek. he pulls out his cock and starts slapping it in the already wet hole making sinful noises that he loves to hear, watching how much pre-cum y/n's cock is leaking he puts his big cock under y/n's tip and smear it around his own to use it as lube “you tell me to stop but you're body says otherwise.. look how much you're leaking slutty boy” he says that while shaking y/n's hard cock.

he slowly introduced his big dick, that delicious burning sensation of the stretch making y/n moan loudly lowkey enjoying it “so big~”.

“you're clenching so hard boy, do you love my cock that much?.just say you're my plaything and i give you more of this”. “no” cockdrunk y/n managed to say “i'm no one's..”. another hard spank landed on his ass “you're being a bad boy, i think you need to be punished”. the taller grabbed him by the legs locking them in his waist and started to rail the boy into oblivion, the thrusts were so hard producing a notorious recoil on y/n's ass.

“i'm gonna wreck you up, you hear me?. i'm gonna drenched you with my cum and pump you full like the useless cumdump you are”.

“yes, just use me to please your big cock i'm just a hole for you~” his fear completely gone and now being replaced by just horny thoughts of being fucked by that big dick.

wet, gushy sounds echoing throughout the basement while moans were doing the same on the other side of the wall, “look how much you're clenching on me, what a desperate whore”. the masked man feeling that sensation on his stomach started to stroke y/n's cock “let's cum together”, being stimulated by both sides it only made y/n cum quickly muttering a small “sorry” as he caught his breath. “bad boy, i told you to cum together with me” he does a last hard thrust and then pulls out his cock to jerk himself off on top of y/n's ruined hole.

lots of thick gooey sperm coming out of the masked man's tip, creaming y/n's hole “fuck you make me cum so much.. you're a really good milker” he expressed collecting all the cum with the tip of his cock and then inserting it into the dirty hole as deep as he can “would love if we repeat this again soon” the masked man snickers, while on the other side of the wall y/n fell asleep.

the next morning y/n woke up laying on the basement floor, the masked killer pulled him out of the hole without him realizing it, "what the hell happened last night" the boy wondered while touching his head because of the hangover he was feeling. he stood up and walked towards the basement door to get out of there without noticing the wet patch forming on the back of his pants.

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kittysarchive · 1 month

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Shower sex, Beomgyu

He hissed above you.

The warm water pelting his back, the steam around you, your lips on his tip. This was the best shower ever.

"Keep going baby" Beomgyu wined above you. You bopped you head down, past his tip. Flattening out your Toung and hollowing your cheeks, you bopped your head faster.

"Yes....yes yes" He whimpered, the water muffled out his sweet moans. Taking it as a sign, you knelt your head further down. Taking his whole length down your throat. Used to his size by down, you didn't gag has his member suffocated your throat.

Desperate to finish him off, and desperate to breath you brough your hand, pumping him off as you moved up his cock. Taking a small breath before resuming to him.

"Don't stop....Don't stop" He begged above you, taking you wet hair into a makeshift pony tail. Gripping it tight as he forced you down his cock. Knowing this move, he was almost done. Swiping you tongue along bis length, you began sucking his most senstive area, his balls.

"Hngh, fuck!" Beomgyu moaned above you, not expecting you to move onto his balls. Not forgetting his hardness, your hand pumped him quickly as you sucked his balls.

"Baby I'm gonna-I'm gonna" His load didn't make it into your mouth, instead falling onto your wet head. The pelts of water immediately washed it away.

Eyes looking into his, you took in his appearance Wet hair which stuck to his neck, mouth ajar from his pretty noises. You were so in love with him.

#txt smut #txt beomgyu smut #beomgyu smut #txt scenarios #txt imagines #beomgyu

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wandererluvr · 5 months

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hiii its my first time asking (i really love your writings style <33)

could you write a nsfw where reader and scara/wanderer are flirting/exchanging pick up lines and reader decides to say something naughty?

reader would be like "are you ice cream? cause i’d lick you up till your done" and laugh about it thinking it'll make scara/wanderer flustered, but he just smirks are us as says "Oh that was smooth. Although, I must admit... I have a feeling I would be the one doing all the licking." hehehehe

If this was late, I humbly apologize. More importantly, I’ve risen from the dead. So, here’s some smut 😊

Scaramouche x Fem! Reader Smut

Minors, DNI. I can’t exactly stop you, but it’s safer not to interact.

Warnings: Flirtiness, 69, might be ooc

It was only a joke, you swore about it. Some flirting thrown around and whatnot, but how exactly did it end up being a steamy oral sex session? Ah, let’s recall, shall we?

Out of boredom, you started flirting with Scaramouche. You said somewhat intimate flirts, but Scaramouche couldn’t help but take it so seriously, as if he were a beast who’s craving was pleasure. “Hey”, you said. “What?”, Scaramouche replies in a bothered tone.

“Are you ice cream? ‘Cause I’d lick you all up ‘till you’re done”, you seductively say in a manner that wasn’t that serious.

“Smooth… but, I'm afraid I'll be doing all the licking~”, Scaramouche unexpectedly replies. You were utterly speechless, but attracted at the same time.

“Do you want to… test it out?”, Scaramouche says slowly, as if he were trying to seduce you into having oral sex with him.

You stammer, you didn’t know what to say. But, you were certain that you wouldn’t regret accepting his offer.

“There’s no one around. We could… you know, in my room”, he says quite nonchalantly. Of course, the head-over-heels gal that you are, you accepted.

Now, your head was hazy and messed up, as you ended up in a 69 position with Scaramouche. His voice was low and husky as he groans in pleasure at the taste of your slick folds, muttering “delicious” and “more” every now and then.

Of course, you were also busy with resisting your building orgasm as you sucked at his thick and long length, trying to give him the same skyrocketing pleasure he’s giving you.

Lewdly wet sounds and heavy pants can be heard, as Scaramouche continues to lick at your wet folds, circling his tongue around your clit and inserting his tongue inside of you. He loved how you tasted, so he devoured and sucked all of the slick your tight walls had to offer.

Suddenly, you could feel an oddly pleasant feeling building up on your stomach.

“Hngh- Hah! S-Scaramouche, ‘m gonna- gonna cum~!”, you whimpered out in between moans.

Scaramouche lets out a low groan of pleasure as he sped up his licking and sucking at your wet folds.

“Yeah…? Ngh~”, Scaramouche moaned out as he feels his orgasm approaching as well when you sucked at his tip harder, feeling his length twitch.

“Cum all over me then~ Hah~! Then, swallow my seed…”, he moans out.

Your moans become more desperate, and you prepare yourself to swallow his hot seed.

“Hngh- ah~! Fuck, fuck, you’re sucking me so good~! Ah~!”, Scaramouche praises you.

For some reason, you found his moans arousing, and he sped up his licking, so you were definitely going to orgasm all over his mouth.

“Mph~!”, you muffle as you suck his length. You feel a skyrocketing pelasure as you orgasm all over Scaramouche’s mouth, and he shoots his hot seed into your mouth as well.

Panting heavily, Scaramouche licks you all up and swallows all of your cum. Of course, you swallowed his hot, salty seed as well.

“Hah, you- *pant*, you taste good…~”, Scaramouche says smoothly in a sweet dulcet tone.

“*Pant*, y-you do as well~”, you reply.

(You were doing your best not to collapse onto him out of the relief from your orgasm, as well as your legs trembling from pleasure.)

That’s all, thank you :) I hope you all enjoyed it, consider it as a treat commemorating my return to the deep depths of Tumblr fanfiction 🤭 (It’s my vacation.)

i do appreciate your requests, so please do request more often. I don’t get ideas that frequently now, so i would very much appreciate tailoring to your requests. See you next time!

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tomscumdoll · 1 month

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I'm so done, how can somebody look this hot?? m' just imagining him slowly inserting his cock inside my wet pussy, kissing my forehead and whispering nothing but sweet words "hngh- your s'so good f' me- sososo good..." "yeah? you like that? feels good huh?" "keep makin' those pretty little noises for me.." ssnwidnwk I just need him to be soft on me sometimesss

#tom kaulitz smut #tokio hotel tom kaulitz #tom kaulitz x reader #tokio hotel smut

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tulipsforvin · 10 days

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OMFG OMFG

WHAT ABOUT –

GIVING THE MORIARTY BROTHERS THE HEAD FOR THE FIRST TIME!?!?!?!!?!?!

😵‍💫♥️

✦ GIVING HEAD 4 THE FIRST TIME

♥︎ — FT. albert, william, louis (HELL YEAH)

♥︎ — CW! oral sex (m!receiving), implications of exhibitionism w/ louis, william whimpers bc edging + a lil handjob (m!recieving again), slight overstimulation (??) with albert

LOUIS J. MORIARTY

— FROM THE SECOND LOUIS stirred awake to the end of the day—work, work, work. so much work. a plethora of duties. a list of things to be done; cleaning, cooking, washing, all sorts of chores around and inside the residence. he barely had a minute's rest.

so of course he should be rewarded for his deeds.

“(name)!” louis hisses, eyes widened. he slaps a hand to his mouth. he's hoping, praying his voice isn't heard. you lick your way up to the tip. swollen.

it's a vibrant pink, almost teetering on a dull red with little droplets of precum forming at the top, dripping it's way down to the base. clearly sexually frustrated.

you're behind the counter of the kitchen, your warm mouth wrapped around his cock. people are outside—both of you hear someone, perhaps moran, bickering and bantering with somebody else.

“what are you-” his cock throbs in your mouth. it's obvious that, embarrassing as it is, the danger of being seen is somehow turning him on. his fingers wrap around your hair tightly and you hum in response. you should have done this sooner.

you pepper kisses down his length, teasing the tip with your thumb, kiss back up and —

yeah. right there.

“hngh..” his upper body slumps forwards, one palm against the counter edge to stabilise himself feebly. your tongue swirls around his cock all while you're bobbing your head back and forth on his cock.

it's fucking addictive. too good for his sake or safety. louis swears to himself if this—if you were some type of narcotic, there wasn't a chance he would make it out alive. footsteps. click, clack. click, clack.

but it feels way too damn good to back up now. his hand fists into your hair and he thrusts his hips into your mouth. you're gagging - he's chasing his release.

“(name)(name)(name).” beads of sweat fall down his forehead. suddenly a flash of white hits him, all consuming and powerful and he's panting and huffing. “haa.. haa.. you cheeky little... —”

“louis..?” it's a familiar voice; deep and rich. albert.

“you're almost red. are you coming down with a fever?” the brown haired man's voice is concerned and louis finally realizes how he must seem right now; flushed from neck to toe, gasping and groaning.

“i'm..okay, brother.” he says, still without breath. “just tired.” he exhales hard. “i'll prepare dinner soon.”

louis is ever-grateful that the kitchen counter is tall.

tall enough to hide a person crouching behind.

WILLAM J. MORIARTY

“TELL ME WHERE IT FEELS GOOD.” you're looking up at him through your lashes. you lick a stripe of prefluid dripping down to the shaft, make your way up, reach the tip but barely touching it or giving it attention.

a mere second away from his orgasm — but you rip that right away from him. again. and again and again.

it's frustrating.

william's hips jolt and he throws his head back, groaning. “mmhh..” his head falls back against the chair of his study. you're on your knees between his spread apart legs, pressing kisses on the few moles that's spread across the length of his twitching cock.

if he knew this was how it was going to be, perhaps he should have tried to make more time for you; that way you wouldn't be here retaliating like this.

“(name)..” william peers down at you with ruby eyes glossy with tears and something else. “(name)..” he mumbles again, as if that would change something.

“hm? you want to cum?”

“please.”

“then tell me where you feel good.” your hot breath fans over his dick. “tell me you need me. tell me that i get all the blood in you rushing straight to your dick.”

“...” he huffs, expression pinched. it's not that he was embarrassed—well, perhaps he was. it's just that he feels good everywhere, right from the tip to the base. it's enough to make him emotional, it's that good.

the way he's feeling; it's vulgar. obscene. and william, even with his advanced vocabulary, has never once spoken vulgarly - it's not like him at all to do so. he has no way to describe it without sounding like a slut who was starved for sex. “god.” he gasps out when you bring your hand to this delirious, heated mix.

up and down. up and down. up and down.

he doesn't know because it's his first time. is this supposed to feel this good? he could almost cry.

“nngh..” he whimpers. your lips wrap around his cock, you suck in your cheeks. it's warmer & tighter inside of you now. “my god.” he rasps, fingers tightening around the the chair until his knuckles whiten.

william's eyes are pooled with unshed tears, he's panting hard; coloured in all warm tones of red, orange and vermilion. “(name), please. please, please. i cannot do this much longe— hnn..” he whines.

he's there—right there. it's like he's almost, almost tipping off the edge. except that there's a thread, measly and thin holding him back. and it's killing him.

“come on, pretty boy. tell me.” you tell him, a mischievous grin on your lips. “i'm waiting.”

“hnn..” william's chest is heaving up and down and he's sweating. strands of golden hair stick to his forehead. he looks down at his cock and it's almost drowning in precum. his eyes shut tight and he exhales hard. he has a decision to make.

after all, he can't leave his dick crying now, can he?

ALBERT J. MORIARTY

HE HAD REACHED ENLIGHTENMENT. or so albert says, watching as you try and fail to take all of his length into that poor, poor mouth of yours.

“ah, ah.” albert tuts playfully. “you can't just shove it in there, darling. easy.” he's grinning widely & happily.

“there we go, right—ah. there. you're getting the hang of it.” he tells you with the most smug face.

you glare up at him. 'getting the hang of it' he said. he should be the one getting the hang of it. why was he acting as if he wasn't having his soul sucked out of him? quite frankly, it hurt your ego. “hff.. ”

albert's fingers comb through your hair, caressing your scalp. his face is relaxed now, arms behind his head as he rests against the bed's headboard. “mm..” his eyes widen, he sits upright on the bed. “i don't think you're supposed to do tha—”

his body almost stutters away from you when you practically swallow all of his dick. and he moans out.

loud.

quite deserving of someone who was acting as if this wasn't his first time getting blown. but not without consequence, of course, since your gag reflex is triggered. in an instant, albert's girthy cock has hit the back of your throat and it constricts, tightens the already narrow passage of your mouth and—

“fuuuckk..” he groans, hips jerking forwards. sticky, hot strings of white sputters from his sensitive dick and inside of your mouth. but you don't stop, not when he's practically squirming around on the bed with consistent blabbers of your name and how good he feels. “hngh. (name), yeah— g-god damn it..”

“anh!” your head bobs up and down his entire length, tongue lapping and licking the cum-drenched veins that slightly protrude from his overwhelmed cock.

his fingers are twisting into the sheets, toes-curling and eyes seeing stars. it's a little hardcore for his first time getting a blowjob, that's for sure but it sure feels good.

although he should be a little humble next time; considering how you're ready to suck the life out of him just to teach him a lesson.

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fakesimp · 9 months

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Lust, With Shu Yamino

Warning !

Nsfw ; Mentions of Edging, Overstimulation, Bondage ; Sub! Shu ; Established Relationship

!! Minors DNI !!

A/n !

You did not see that mistake. Anywhoozies ! Here you go ! Shu nsfw fic I promised !

This is the continuation of this fic !

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Soft gasps can be heard from the bedroom, soft whimpers escaped his lips. Pleas for you to let him come, you had been edging him, your Beloved Sorcerer, for the past hour and he couldn't handle it anymore.

The fact that he's tied up too making him feel even more exposed, he bit his lower lip in frustration and embarrassment.

"Pl- nnm!- Pleasee- ah!- mmmng-!" His body trembles under your touch, his cock is leaking precum, his eyes glossy, while his cheeks are stained with tears.

His hands are tied behind him, his shirt is already on the floor. His right Ankle and thigh are tied together. He looks pretty in purple shibari.

Your hand moved down from his neck to his collarbone, him letting out a shaky breath as his eyes followed your finger down towards his leaking cock once again.

His breath hitched when he felt your finger grazed against the tip of his cock. "Hngh-" he whined as he tried to get friction from your hand, you hummed in disappointment. Making him whimper, "..please, I, I'll be good.." he pleaded as he looked at you with glossy eyes.

You stared at him, smiling innocently as you pressed your thumb against the tip of his cock, making him letting out a high pitched whimper at the pain. "Ah-! No-, pleaseplease- no-!" He tried to move, to escape from your grasp. Only for you to press harder, making him whine, "ah!- nng-" he stopped moving and laid there, accepting defeat.

"You" You softly whispered, catching his attention, "Promised that, you won't stay up till morning" you sighed as you gently start pumping his cock, "Mmmh- I, I'm sorry- hnn-" he slipped an apology, if his hands are free right now, he would hold you close. But too bad his hands are bounded behind him, he could only spat an apology.

You let out another sigh as you increasing the speed of your hand, making him choked out a moan. "Ghk- mmng!-" his body arched a bit as you continue pumping his cock, "Pleaseplease- I'm close-! Can I cum-" he manage to ask that, you're lowkey impressed how he manage to ask that while you're pumping the shit out of him.

"bABE-!" His voice cracked as the white line spurts out of the tip of his cock, he came. His chest heaving up and down heavily as he tried to catch his breath, "Haa.. hmmn.. I came.." he wheezed as he glances at you, "You think we're done?" You gently asked as you took off the purple ropes on his forearms. And now tying the left side of his ankle and thighs, gently spreading his legs open, exposing him more than he already has.

He wanted to close his legs but you clicked your tongue, making him immediately stopped once again and let out a small whimper at you, "It's.. embarrassing.." he whispered as his hand slowly reaching out to you.

You let him touch your cheeks, you slowly nuzzle your face into his warm palms and kissed it, "Shu, my lovely Sorcerer" you whispered as you started kissing his collarbone, earning a hum from him. And when he is calm enough, you started moving your hand again, "h-huh? W-waIT!-" he squeaked as he tried to move your hand away from his sensitive cock.

His hands immediately flies over his mouth, trying to hold his lewd voices back, but you've heard it anyway, so you grabbed his hands and moved them away from his lips. "Let me hear them, Shu" you said as you continue pumping his cock.

His body spasmed as he started to let out lewd noises, "nonono- wait!- plea- ah!-" he pleaded for you to stop, he is getting overstimulated. But his hips didn't stop, instead it's humping into your hand, making you chuckle in amusement. "Do you even realize what you're doing Shu, hm?" You asked as you stopped your hand, and he is still moving his hips, though the movement are rather shaky.

You didn't say anything else as you let him continue humping your hand, despite him feeling overstimulated. "Oh, Shu, you're humping my hand baby" you whispered as you glance down at his stuttering movement of his hips.

He let out soft gasps as he finally stopped moving upon realizing he was moving by himself, his face flushed red as he looked away from you.

Cute.

You thought, but you didn't let the stimulation away, you suddenly start pumping his cock once more. "Gah!- too muchh-!" He whined as his hands flies over his face, his body spasms as he came. But you didn't stopped, he's screaming at this point.

"nonono!- stopstop-! Please- mnnnhh!- I can't!-- too much too much! BaaaAAbE!-" his voice cracked as soon as he came, his body arched.

Him gasping for air as he came twice in a row, his body trembling as he tried to catch his breath. While he was distracted, you slowly leaned close to him, kissing his collarbone. Making him twitched by surprise, a kiss for him since he did so well.

Your lips went up to his neck, you gently start to suck on the skin, leaving a mark on his neck. "Mmm.." he hummed softly when he felt your lips, "I'll make sure your body never forget my touch" you whispered, he shivered.

".. I'm yours" he whispered to you, you let out a small chuckle and kissed the corner of his lips, "You've done well, for me. Shall we go bathe, hm?" You asked, as you start taking off the ropes on his legs. You stared down at the marks, gently grazing your finger tips over them. "... it's okay" he whispered as he slowly rised up and rest his head on your shoulder.

You ran your fingers through his hair locks, "We definitely need to bathe you" you chuckled. He nod his head and with that both of you bathe together.

Soaked together inside the bathtub, you're the one that mostly helped him though, you rub your hands around his body, making sure he's also comfortable, you did a little massage for him.

You kissed the back of his head as you gave him a massage, "I love you" you whispered. Shu didn't respond for a good minute before he replied, "..I love you too" before it was barely a whisper, soon you noticed his head starting to bopping down multiple times.

Ah...

It seems like your lovely sorcerer have worn out from the heated session a few moments ago, you let out a chuckle at the sight,

"Sleep well Shu"

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thebubblesareevil · 1 year

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Slowing down and Speeding up...

Part 1

The next night, as he prepared for sleep, Barry planned. He had a list of questions and was determined to get them answered. So he kissed his wife and laid down to sleep, determined. He would get answers out of Danny even if it killed him!... Though ideally it wouldn't... hopefully.

Barry laid there for what felt like hours trying to sleep, trying his best not to fidget too much and disturb Iris. Slowly, ever so slowly, Barry began to doze off when...

BEEP...BEEP...BEEP!

Barry jumped out of bed at the sound of his communicator. Grabbing the device he read the message. He sighed as he gave Iris a quick peck on the cheek, telling her to go back to sleep, knowing neither of them would be getting any rest as her own phone began blaring.

Questions would have to wait, for now he had work to do.

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Three days and an Alien invasion later, Barry collapsed into his bed. Iris chuckled at her husbands antics.

"Is the big, strong, superhero tired?" She asked, sitting next to him as she gently rubbed his back.

"Hngh" came the muffled reply. Iris chuckled.

"I know, I know, it's been a long few days. That doesn't change the fact that even speedsters need to brush their teeth." Barry groaned. "And no superspeed! As tired as you are you're more than likely to crash into the wall." Slowly Barry dragged himself from the sweet comfort of his pillow to brush his teeth.

Once done, he blearily trudged back to the bed, collapsing once more. Iris chuckled before draping the covers over his prone form. She turned off the lights before joining him in bed.

Barry barely processed anything as she ran her fingers through his hair before wrapping an arm around him.

"You did such a good job sweetie, you saved so many lives, and I'm proud of you." Barry barely managed a smile as she kissed him. "Now get some sleep, you've earned it."

"Yr suu prrft, I lrve u Rs." Barry mumbled as he drifted off to sleep, as his wife giggled.

"I love you too."

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When Barry's eyes flew open, he was almost as tired as when he shut them. He was surrounded by a tunnel of rushing light, his first instinct was to run of course, before his last dream came to mind. He took deep calming breaths as he let go of his tight grip on the speed force. Exhaustion flowed through him, but (at the risk of sounding like a certain bat) he had questions that needed to be answered, so he walked.

And Walked...

And Walked......

And-

"What are you doing?"

Barry's eyes flew open, though when they closed he couldn't say, only for him to jump back from Danny's face that was a mere 2 inches from his own. The teen burst out laughing.

"Where the heck did you come from!?!" This only seemed to make the teen laugh more.

"Dude, you've been walking around with your eyes closed for about an hour!" Barry turned red from embarrassment. Doing his best to salvage the situation Barry cleared his throat.

"Yes, well, it's been a long week. That's not important! I have some questions for you!" Danny tilted his head to the side while pointing a single clawed finger at his chest. "Yes you!" He shouted. Danny grinned.

"Okay, shoot! What do you want to know?" Barry was nearly taken by surprise but quickly recovered.

"Okay, first things first, why are we here?" Danny looked at him like he was crazy.

"You went right for the difficult questions, huh. I mean I'd like to say we all have a purpose, although I learned that sometimes that purpose is to help someone else's purpose. I mean... there's no real set answer I don't think, however-" Barry just stared at him blankly before shaking his head.

"I meant in the Speed Force! I mean if you happen to know the meaning of life we can talk about that later, but for now I just want to know why we are in the Speed Force." he interrupted, too tired to run in circles. "I've talked to other speedsters about this dream before and none of them have ever been here, so why are we here?"

"Oh! Well that's a much easier question!" Danny gave him a fanged grin. "I'm here because I was wandering around the Infinite Realms and stumbled upon this little piece of heaven. As I've said before, prime napping real estate, or anything really. You and Speedy Gonzales are the only other people I've ever run into here, and he never really bothers me anyway." he shrugged at Barry's look of shock and annoyance.

"As for you, that's a whole other can of worms. After the last time we ran into each other, I asked around some of the older circles of ghosts. It was actually one of the Observants that had the answer, or at least a vague explanation." Danny put his hands behind his head as he got himself comfortable, floating mid-air. Barry was not jealous, thank-you-very-much.

"And?" He pushed.

"And for some reason you've got a stronger connection with the speed force than the others. Something about how you generate energy when you run. They wouldn't explain more than that, they're pretty annoying like that." he shrugged. "Sorry if it's not the answer you were looking for." Barry sighed.

"It was less than I'd like, and more than I expected. Okay, next question. Who is that other guy? Why was he after me?" The half-ghost cringed with a hiss.

"I was afraid you would ask that... he's kinda complicated." Danny sat cross-legged as well as crossing his arms. "So from what I can tell is he's kinda your grim reaper." Barry jolted in shock.

"He's what?!?!"

"Hey, calm down, no need to freak out!" Danny replied trying his best to calm the panicking speedster.

"You just told me the grim reaper is after me and you want me to calm down?!?!?" he shouted.

"He's not after you, for Ancient's sake! Sit Down!" he commanded and to his own surprise, Barry sat down.

"He is the grim reaper of speedsters, but the only reason he was chasing you is because you were running around in the Speed Force. That's how you mess with things that shouldn't be messed with, and it's his unending job to stop/punish people who mess with those things."

"And exactly would I be messing with?" He asked, doing his best to calm down.

"Space-Time. Now next question, I came here to get my homework done. I may have more time here but it's not infinite." Barry took a deep breath, nodding.

"Okay, well I guess the biggest question I have is about you." Danny raised his eyebrow, curious. "You said you died, can I ask how?" Danny froze, possibly literally as Barry started to feel a chill in the air.

"That's...That's not really something you should ask ghosts. It's considered extremely insensitive and rude, honestly most ghosts would attack you for asking something like that." Barry nodded.

"Hey, it's okay, you don't have to answer if you don't want to." Danny took a deep breath and nodded.

"My sister thinks I need to talk about it, she's probably right as usual."

"If you want to talk about it, you can do so at your own pace. No pressure." Danny smiled softly.

"Thanks, I might take you up on it sometime. Now it's my turn to ask a question." Barry grinned.

"Fair is fair, hit me."

"Why are you so tired? You haven't been here in about a week so I gotta admit I'm curious about what you've been up to." Danny shrugged. Barry laughed.

"My Earth got hit by an alien invasion, the whole league was fighting them back for the last three days. We managed to stop the invasion and Superman (Danny snorted) managed to broker a peace treaty to prevent future conflict." Danny was grinning through the whole explanation. "What's with that face?" Danny chuckled (no it wasn't creepy, calm down Barry)

"So let me get this straight. You have ALIENS, ALIENS in your world, and they invaded." His grin got bigger, showing off his jagged teeth, as Barry nodded. "We are going to unpack the fact that you have a guy on your team that calls himself Superman later. Right now I need you to tell me EVERYTHING! What did they look like? Were they green? Did they fly? Were they able to breath oxygen or did they use gas masks? Why did they invade? What planet were they from?!?!" Barry was honestly impressed by how much the ghost was vibrating as he shot off question after question. Barry cleared his throat.

"Well, I'm gonna be honest I don't have all the answers about those particular aliens. I was more concerned with stopping the invasion more that anything." Danny visibly deflated as he started to droop from where he was floating. "But! I have a teammate that's from Mars." The ghost immediately perked up, his form glowing brighter than before.

"SERIOUSLY?!?!?!" He shrieked. Barry chuckled, happy to see him excited about something normal.

"Oh yeah, Superman is actually from the planet Krypton and Hawk man and Hawk woman are both from Thanagar. Hell if you wanna reach a bit, Green Lantern may be from Earth but he's a space cop." Danny could light up a room with how much he was glowing at this point.

"Tell me all about the Martian! You can tell me about the others later, but you gotta tell me about the Martian."

"Okay, okay, but not for long. You already said you needed to do homework." Danny groaned but conceded, giving Barry his full attention. "Okay so in the League he goes by the name Martian Manhunter, but his real name is J'onn J'onzz. He was pulled from his planet in the middle of a war...on accident. The poor scientist had a heart attack when he saw J'onn show up outta nowhere. He kept himself hidden for years to keep the government off his back, but when the world needed him he joined the league." He grinned.

"He's a pretty chill dude, honestly, once you get passed the telepathy. I won't tell you everything about him, cus superhero bro code and all that, but he is in fact green, he can shapeshift, as well as density shift through most solid objects, oh and he can fly too." He finished with a yawn. Danny practically squealed in excitement.

"That's so awesome! I'm so jealous, I wi-" Danny froze looking around, much to Barry's confusion. "I very much would love it if I could meet him." Barry squinted at the strange pause but shook his head, too tired to question it. Danny however started to give him a smug look.

"You look like you're about to collapse." Barry yawned.

"You're not wrong." he remarked.

"Why don't you lay down and get some sleep? I've gotta do my homework anyway."

"But...I am asleep?"

"You might be asleep physically, but mentally you are talking to me. I'm guessing this is honestly a weird astral projecting kind of thing. Trust me, lay down, take a nap. You'll thank me for it later." Barry sighed, too tired to argue as he laid down on the, surprisingly comfy, ground.

Danny floated close by, the soft scratched of pencil against paper lulling him to sleep.

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Barry woke with a start, jumping from the ground, startling the floating teen. He quickly looked around surveying the area.

"Feel better?" He looked at the teen in surprise, because yes he did, he felt much more awake.

"How long was I asleep?" Danny shrugged.

"I don't know, maybe 20-30"

"Not bad for a 30 min nap." He said as he stretched.

"Yeah, no, sorry. You slept for 20-30 HOURS. Minimum." Barry froze.

"What?"

"Oh yeah, I actually just got back from school. You must have been really tired!" Danny grinned.

"How? Why am I still here? Why am I not home?!?" Barry began to shake as Danny raced up to the speedster.

"Hey, Barry, I need you to calm down. Time works differently, remember? Everything is okay." Danny grabbed hold of Barry's arm only to be thrown of as lightning started to surround him. "Barry, if you don't calm down Zippy is gonna come after you again. I need you to BREATHE!" It was too late, Barry could see him.

The black speedster.

He was coming for him.

Barry backed away from Danny and ran, he ran as fast as he possibly could he ran until-

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Barry jumped out of bed, running for his life and straight into a wall.

Iris jumped out of bed at the crash, racing over to her husband's side.

"Are you alright!?!" She asked as Barry groaned.

"Yeah, all good. Can't say the same for the wall." Iris turned to look at the cracked wall with a sigh.

"Barry, I love you. This is the third time this month. We have got to put some kind of cushioning on this wall if we wanna keep it."

Barry sighed, taking in his surroundings.

He felt better rested than he had in years. He grinned.

"You're probably right, I'll get right on that. But first, breakfast!" He smiled at his beautiful wife.

"I'm making waffles!" Iris laughed.

"Well you certainly got a good nights rest, huh. I think I'll get a little more shut eye while you cook." Barry laughed

"Sounds like a plan!." 'Today was going to be a good day', Barry thought with a smile 'a good day, indeed.'

@hypewinter@daemonlogical@crystalqueertea

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yourlocalstranger123 · 1 year

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Welcome to demon school iruma - kun

Characters Asmodeus

I need help with my life choices. "Hello, darkness my old friend...I'm here to unhappily see you again"

(Also, im going to do this seperate so go to part 1 to see the others when im done or just go to my master list, and the setting of this is where they are in college; etc.)

[This is the settings where they are in college or as young adults]

Part 2 (smut) your here!

Part 1

Reader is: "bold"

Asmodeus~♥︎

"M– master!"

"Hm? Yes Asmodeus dear?"

His heart fluttered although soon enough lust filled him when you tugged and continued to play with his chest. "I'm n- hngh...not a girl.."

(I feel like this is more male than female but I assure you I'm trying to make both genders :D)

" plea– ahh! I- I want more, please...master?"

His legs are trembling, and his knees goes weak. You slowly kissed his neck, trailing down to his stomach. His breath hitched as you played with his chest. He tried muffling his moans but failed after you started grinding. You took off his pants, as now he doesn't have anything to cover himself.

He tugged your sleeve, "it feels embarrassing to be the only one naked..." You chuckled.

F! Reader

You took off your shirt as he watches. "You know you can touch it right?" He widens his eyes, but quickly put them in his mouth to muffle his moans as you stroke his cock. He squirmed, you took a hand full of hair and tug it to make him face you. He whines, struggling to go back until you bit his neck. He arched his back, you knew he was close by how loud he was but you decided to stop, edging him. His face fills with shock then desperation, crying lightly.

"You think I'll let you go that easy, pretty boy?"

Shocks of pleasure go through him, he could just cum right there, by your words. 'Pretty boy' as the words that came out of your mouth repeated in his head until he snapped back to reality and sees you on top of him. You slammed down, earning a loud, lewd moan. He covered his flustered face with his hands as he take a peek at your beautiful figure. You took away his hands from his face. "Be a good boy and don't hide from me."

He listened. You slammed back down, repeating without him getting used to such pleasure. It was fun to see him ruined like this, eyes rolling, drool dripping to his neck. He was a moaning mess.

It's been hours, his puffy eyes as he begs you, well now he can't even think to know what he was begging. Finally, his pleas were answered as you continued. He was whimpering since his throat was to soar from screaming.

"C- cuming— Please!– hngh!"

His eyes rolling, arching his back as he came. He would've thought he was dead until you started going again. His eyes widen as he throws his head up, sensitive from his last orgasm and edging.

"N- no More~! Pleashe, too much!— AHhH~! Hah-"

His words started to be less clear

"I promise I'll be gentle..♥︎" (you didn't)

The next day, his legs were stable, just sometimes a little trip or stumble. He did what he usually do although he would look away blushing and pouting [you didn't keep your promise of being gentle with him last night] whenever you were in the same room. It seems that the room is only hot for him. Wonder why.

M! Reader

"No, i- it's fine! I can do it!"

It's quite cute seeing him filled with such determination doing such...things

He put lube in his finger and inserted in him. He flinched how cold it was, whining by the contact of it. Now he felt himself heating up when he noticed you were looking at him, watching like you were gonna eat him up!

"Oh? You stopped. Don't mind me, continue. Just pretend I don't exist"

Your words weren't really encouraging but he did continue. He inserted another then another

He pushes your chest down and you let him do as he please. He took down your pants seeing your hard cock spring out. Now he thinks if three fingers are really enough? He felt your hands slithering to him, putting a blindfold on him. He whined but did nothing.

He takes hold of your cock, slowly getting used to your size. He hopes that was all, it wasn't but he doesn't need to know. You twist him around, his back on your chest. He tried turning around but you stopped him.

"Why not look in front of you instead of pouting?"

You took his blindfold off, and he was flustered. Seeing him sitting on your lap, squirming how it's so lewd seeing him like this, and your cock is only halfway in....halfway? He became more redder when he realized it. You slammed into him, putting your full length while he choked on a moan, tongue rolling out as his brain turned into mush. He leaned near your neck. Whimpering at the pain and pleasure of being stretched out by you.

"You know, I feel quite tired, why not you work for it?~" You teased.

You widen your eyes seeing him starting to bounce on your cock. He felt his arms and legs give out, the only thing stabling him is your hands on his waist. He whimpered, trying his best to pleasure you! Please call him a good boy, won't you?

"Please, it feels- hgn...not as good as you do it [name!]" He whined as he turned around and laid on your chest.

He actually said your name, maybe you should reward him for being so good ♥︎

You picked him up and put him on the bed, thrusting quickly making him moan. He gripped the sheets trying to not fall off, he blushed at the lustful sounds he makes but soon pleasure takes over him as he is almost at his climax.

"[Name], please cum in me! I want your cum!"

He put his arms over your neck as you started to pick up the pace, you two came soon after.

"Let's have a few more rounds, don't you agree?"

He gulped as hearts formed in his eyes. The next day he could not walk. He was carried by you everywhere, the class was worried for him. If only they knew the cause of it ♥︎

#iruma kun asmodeus #asmodeus x reader #asmodeus x you #asmodeus x male reader #asmodeus x female reader #asmodeus alice #asmodeus alice x reader #asmodeus alice x you #welcome to demon school iruma kun #asmodeus smut #asmodeus alice smut #sub asmodeus #sub asmodeus alice #sub asmodeus x reader #sub asmodeus x dom reader #smut #part 2 #part 2 is here!

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fickle-tiction · 7 months

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New Discovery

Short little continuation to my last tickletober fic (This one is also not being posted on the correct day lololol who cares about timelines or playing the game the right way)

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Bruce was sprawled on his back, one arm draped over his eyes, chest heaving, wearing nothing but a pair of hastily pulled on boxer briefs. Clark was laying next to him in the same state, one hand splayed over his stomach as he smiled up at the ceiling.

"That was.." Clark trailed off, trying to gather the words to express himself.

"Yeah." Bruce sighed, moving his arm to reveal the satisfied smile on his face. Clark wouldn't say his heart melted at the sight of the soft smile on Bruce's face, but only because he valued his life too much to say it out loud where Bruce could hear it.

"There was one thing I wanted to ask about." Clark rolled over so he was laying on his side, using one hand to prop his head up. Bruce made an inquisitive hum before stetching not unlike a cat, various joints popping and casuing him to groan in appreciaiton.

"Earlier," Bruce turned his head lazily to look at Clark. "When you said you were a little ticklish-" Bruce was scrambling off the bed before Clark had a chance to finish his sentence.

Clark took off after him with an excited laugh, chasing him around the bed like a cat with a mouse. Bruce was on one side of the bed, eyes darting around the room as though he had any chance of escape. Clark was on the other side, a predatory grin on his face. "Give it up, B. This is happening."

"It is not." Despite his best efforts, Bruce was grinning as he took a few steps side-to-side, tracking Clark's reactions to his movements. He feinted left before running to the right. "HA!--NO!" Clark caught him around the middle, hoisting him over his head with ease before body slamming him onto the bed.

"Clark!" Bruce wheeze-laughed, the air forcefully vacating his lungs at the impact. "Come on. Can't we talk about this?" He asked, a nervous smile already sneaking it's way onto his face as Clark hovered over him on his knees, caging Bruce's thighs in so he had the illusion of being able to escape without any means of actually doing it.

"Of course we can, B." Bruce looked up, naive and hopeful. His smile fell when he saw the sinister look Clark was giving him. "Let's talk about where your worst spot is."

Bruce tried to slip away, but Clark brought his weight down to pin him in place, grabbing his arms and pinning them above his head before he could even blink. "Fuck me." Bruce muttered, a nervous swooping feeling settling into his stomach when he tried to pull his arms down and found that they didn't budge an inch.

"Been there. Done that." Clark smirked at the death glare Bruce was now shooting him. "Now I'm onto this."

Bruce pressed his lips together, stubbornly refusing to say anything.

Clark shifted his grip so he was only using one hand to pin both of Bruce's wrists to the bed. "C'mon B. You can save yourself a lot of…exploration." His right hand was now free to trail delicately down Bruce's outstretched arm; the muscles tensing more and more the closer Clark got to his armpit.

"How should-" Bruce stopped to suck in a quick breath when Clark wiggled a single finger into his defenseless armpit. "-I know?"

That gave Clark pause. He tilted his head to the side like the golden retriever Bruce always claimed he was. "How don't you know?"

Bruce would have shrugged if he could, but he had to settle for awkwardly twitching his shoulder instead. "What's yours?"

"Oh no you don't." Clark laughed. "You're not getting to me that easily. Besides,-" Without warning his danced his fingers along the side of Bruce's neck, causing an immediate chain reaction of giggles to spill out of the normally stoic man. "-I'm not the one with the adorably ticklish neck." He only stopped when Bruce nearly succeeded in biting his fingers.

"Hngh." Bruce grunted, doing his best to tamp down the smile still stretched across his face. "So not your neck. Got it. I bet it's somewhere obvious; Like your armpits."

Clark shouldn't be surprised that Bruce managed to guess right on the first try, but he'd be damned if he was going to admit it. "I don't appreciate-" He squeezed Bruce's side and smirked at the full body jolt it caused. "-you trying to turn this on me."

"I don't appreciate you holding me down and torturing me." Bruce's teasing tone and soft smile contradicted the words, even as he sucked in a gasp of air when Clark acted like he was going to go for his stomach, stopping just before he made contact.

"I would hardly call this torture" Clark dragged the tips of his fingers down Bruce's protruding ribs, smirking when Bruce leaned as far to his right as he could to try to escape the teasing touches. "It's more like one of those getting to know you games." Clark switched sides, gently scratching at Bruce's ribs on the right side and causing him to jolt back towards the left.

"Can you st--stop." Bruce huffed, gasping and sucking his stomach in when Clark danced his fingers along the ridges of his abs. "Just ha-hold on a sss--second."

"Was that a stutter?" Clark laughs, momentarily pausing to let Bruce catch his breath and try to regain control of himself.

Bruces lips are pressed tight, residual laughter bubbling in his throat until he finally manages to smother it out.

"Well?" Clark prompts, gently pinching just below Bruce's ribs and making him twitch with a cut off curse.

"…I didn't think you'd actually stop." Bruce admits, a sheepish smile playing around the corner of his mouth. "I don't have anything prepared."

Clark snorts, shakes his head, and then drags his fingers down either side of Bruce's ribs, heedless of the arms that came shooting down to clamp tightly to his sides. "You are such a dork." He groaned, gently scratching at either side of Bruce's stomach and grinning in triumph when a shocked bark of laughter erupted from him. "And no one will ever believe me."

"OhMyGod Clark!" Bruce laughed, hands gripping Clark's wrists for dear life. "Do not--" He choked on an inhale, head thrown back as Clark rhythmically squeezed his sides. "Fuck offffff!" He gasped, desperately trying to smother his laughter before any more could escape again.

"That's no way to speak to your loving boyfriend" Clark used one hand to raise Bruce's left arm and slam it back against the bed so he could tickle at his armpit unimpeded.

"'M'gonna---going t-to--kill you." Bruce threatened, his free hand cupped over his armpit to keep Clark's fingers out.

"Mmhhmm." Naturally, Clark took the opportunity to explore somewhere new and danced quick fingers across Bruce's taut stomach. Bruce cackled, and Clark quickly released his arm so he wouldn't hurt himself with the force he was yanking on it. He wrapped both arms around himself, trying to cover as much of his stomach as possible.

"Bruce, do you not know what 'a little' means?" Clark teased, wiggling his fingers into any exposed space he could reach. Bruce jumped and squirmed every time Clark's fingers managed to make contact with his stomach or sides, laughter bubbling out from behind tight lips as he tried in vein to shimmy out from under Clark's weight.

"Just wait until Diana hears about this." Clark only said it to get a reaction out of Bruce, and he was not disappointed.

Bruce's eyes momentarily widened, until Clark managed to produce another bout of surprised laughter when he gently tickled around his collarbones. "Cl-ha-ark Jo--Joseph Ke-ha-KENT!" Bruce growled through his laughter, his normally lethal hands now uselessly batting at Clark's chest as he reflexively brought his chin down and shoulders up to protect himself. "Don't---you--dare."

"Something wrong?" Clark was the perfect picture of innocence .... if you ignored the fact that he was once again pinning Bruce's wrists to the bed on either side of his head.

Something about this whole situation had Bruce feeling uncharacteristically childish. "Oh, bite me." Bruce muttered, despite the grin still on his face.

Clark's smile sharpened into a smirk. "Now there's an idea." Bruce went still beneath him, eyes going wide as he realized what Clark was planning.

"No."

"It's fitting. That's how all of this started."

Bruce did not whimper at the memory of Clark's teeth grazing along the thin skin of his neck. "Clark, no."

"Bruce, yes." That was all the warning he got before Clark was leaning down and gently nibbling on the side of Bruce's neck, laughing along with Bruce when he tried to force Clark's face away with his own head. "Is this your worst spot?" He mumbled into the side of Bruce's neck, his words drowned out by the bubbly giggles Bruce was failing to hold in, despite trying his best.

"I--I plead the fi-hihi-fifth."

Clark dragged his lips down Bruce's neck, over his collarbones, taking the time to suck a mark into them just to hear the resulting whine. He nipped at one of Bruce's pecs as he gave him a chance to catch his breath and let his laughter die down. "Hmmm. Definitely not here."

"Cl-Clark." Bruce gasped, body jolting as he felt Clark making his way to his ribcage.

"What about here?" Clark asked, his mouth never leaving Bruce's skin despite him reflexively trying to twitch away.

"N-no." Bruce answered, snickering and twitching when Clark mouthed along his ribs, dropping kisses onto them at random.

"Hmmmmm." Clark hummed directly into Bruce's bones, resulting in a shocked laugh and frantic bout of shimmying. Clark chose to stay there a little longer, until Bruce started squirming in earnest, laughter falling freely from his lips.

"Mmmmmmmmaaaaybe-" He hummed into Bruce's side, relishing in the frenzied wriggling he was causing. "Here?" His lips landed on Bruce's stomach, where he began nibbling on abs in earnest. Bruce didn't stand a chance, quickly giving in to his laughter, body jolting each time Clark tried a new spot.

"Yes!" He yelped, sucking his stomach in as far as it would go, yet still unable to escape the onslaught of teeth and lips. "Yes! Th-haha-that's it! Cl-haha-Clark!!"

"Are you sure?" Clark asked, in-between teasing along the ridges of Bruce's abs with his tongue. "You said you didn't know."

"I--didn't." Bruce laughed, banging his head back against the mattress as though that would make it tickle less. "But -ahaha- now I do. Cl-hah-Clark ple-hehehe-please!"

"Mmmm Okay." Clark hummed. "I just want to try one. More. Thing." Bruce never could have prepared himself for the feeling of a tongue wiggling into his belly button. Thankfully Clark released his arms before diving in. Bruce buried his hands in Clark's hair and yanked, head thrown back as deep belly laughter poured out of him.

Clark backed off after a few seconds, grinning ear to ear at the sight below him. Bruce's face was flushed a healthy shade of pink, he was smiling so wide it accentuated the crow's feet around his eyes, and he looked incredibly relaxed despite the residual frantic laughter. Clark pushed himself up to his knees to get off, and Bruce took the opportunity to roll onto his stomach, face buried in the mattress and arms clamped to his sides as he calmed down.

"Did I break you?" Clark teased, settling next to Bruce and rubbing soothing circles into his back as his breathing evened back out.

Bruce turned his head to the side to level a glare at Clark. The effect was ruined by the smile still stuck on his features. "You're so lucky you're hot." Bruce huffed. "I would never have allowed that otherwise."

"Allowed it?" Clark asked, eyebrow cocked arrogantly. "Is that what you want to call it?"

Bruce flipped him the bird as his head dropped back down to the mattress. Clark couldn't help but laugh at the uncharacteristic display of childishness.

After another minute of Clark rubbing circles onto his back Bruce finally sat up. "Okay." He sighed, hands hovering over his knees. Clark tilted his head in question, and Bruce smirked. "Your turn." Even Clark's super senses couldn't prepared him for Bruce launching himself at him, immediately burying his hands into Clark's armpits and clawing at him. The Man Of Steel never stood a chance.

#augtickletober2023 #ticklish!bruce wayne #ticklish!batman #ticklish!clark kent #ticklish!superman #superbat #tickling #fanfiction #i actually don't like this one at all but i am sick of looking at it so i'm releasing it into the wild.

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subastian-swallows · 1 year

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HOGWARTS LEGACY CHARACTERS

Ominis x You

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Summary: You've finally declared your love for Ominis and although he's blushingly shy, he's asked you to be his girlfriend. Turns out, that you're his first, for well, everything and Ominis needs a guiding hand to discover exactly what comes with being someone's boyfriend.

Warnings: Sub/Innocent Ominis, NSFW, this came to me and I found it hot…hope you do too (still new to smut, give it a go)

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When Ominis nervously found himself pushed back against a bookcase, hidden away from the prying eyes of anyone, that wished to be in the Library — he perhaps never expected, just how confident you actually had been. In fact, you seemed so soft and innocent around others, that this side of you — was clearly shocking to him and yet, he couldn’t move. It was like he was stuck, eagerly waiting to see how you would move him, touch him — and as he could no longer focus on anything else, apart from your smell, your voice, he felt almost feverish.

"Ominis...I'm curious," you whisper, finally moving closer to him now, so that you could place yourself between his legs and when Ominis could only swallow nervously and look down towards you — you smiled teasingly and reached for his face, "you seem a lot more...nervous...than I realised? If I'm doing something you don't want —"

"It's...not that...not at all — I just haven't done something like this before."

You hum curiously and cup his cheek, before lightly grazing your thumb against his jaw, quickly inciting a soft whimper from him — which only caused a sudden flush of colour to rush across his cheeks and so you smiled warmly, "done...what, Ominis? Been this close to a girl before...? Had a girlfriend before...?"

“All…of it…I haven’t really had the time, or really cared for such things,” Ominis said, his voice low, as if he was trying desperately to hide the soft sounds he was making — and so your smile grew playfully and you grazed your thumb along his lips, parting them slowly, “I…hngh…just don’t want to…disappoint you.”

“Disappoint me?”

Your thumb lightly tugs Ominis’ bottom lip down now as you ever so gently, push your body against his and when the bookcase shuddered slightly — with Ominis leaning back out of nervousness, you smiled when he repositioned himself, his hands still tightly gripping the shelve behind him, “I…don’t know how boyfriends and girlfriends…usually act? Or…what they do?”

“Do…you want me to show you, what they do, Ominis?” You asked, moving your free hand to run along his lower stomach, inciting another soft whimper from Ominis — before you to gently stop as you reached for the belt of his dress pants, “we can start off slow…if you would like? Is there nothing that you can think of…that boyfriends and girlfriends do?”

“Well…they would…kiss, right?”

You smiled playfully at Ominis’ words, which were filled with so much innocence and so you simply hummed a soft reply — before you slowly pushed harder against him, moving your thumb from his mouth to his cheek and pulled his face towards yours, “they do…kiss, Ominis…would you like me to kiss you?”

“I…yes…I would very much…like that,” Ominis said, his words coming out in a whimpered stutter as his hands tensed harder against the shelve, but it was only after you moved closer — and gently grazed your lips against his, that Ominis perhaps, moved without thinking and his face tried to remove the space between you, “…is teasing…a part of what boyfriends and girlfriends…do?”

Instead of responding, you gently press your body fully against him now, so that your chest was against his — and as you slowly moved the hand which rested on his cheek, to tangle in his hair, your lips lightly press against his. You start off slow first, realising quite quickly that Ominis was incredibly nervous — but incredibly turned on and when he gently leaned into you, as if to deepen the kiss, you can’t help but giggle against his lips. Soon, your hand lowers to meet your other, gripping at his robes, desperately wishing to pull him towards you — and as you did so, Ominis’ hands finally moved, reaching innocently for your face.

Whimpering softly into his mouth as you pull him closer, your kisses only grow more desperate — with each soft moan that slipped from Ominis and when his hands nervously move further, lacing his fingers in your hair, your whimpers only grow louder. Slowly pulling back from you as if he was desperate to know if your whimpers were to show you were satisfied, you can’t help but look at him excitedly — as a small thread of saliva connected yours lips, until he pulled back completely and you hummed a little in protest.

“Did…I…was that…good?”

“I’m…very impressed, Ominis” you said, wiping your lips slightly before you lean towards him, grinding your hips against his own and as it only elicited another soft moan from him — a playful smile spread across your face, when Ominis shuddered slightly in response to the movement, “is there…anything else…you wished to try?”

Ominis whimpers when you pull away, as if you were returning to tease him and so he stutters at first, clearly not enjoying the loss of your touch — but, with not being able to make the words come out the way he wanted them to, desperate to seem more confident than he was, he could only whine softly instead, “what…else…do boyfriends and girlfriends do?”

“Do you…not know, Ominis? Haven’t you…ever thought about…what they do together…when they’re alone?”

“I…uh…have some thoughts on it,” Ominis said, his voice barely a whisper now as you gently reached forward slightly to run your hands along his belt, inciting a sharp hiss from Ominis — before you smiled innocently and unclasped it slowly, letting it hang as Ominis shuddered, “I…hngh…I’m not sure…though.”

You smile softens at Ominis clearly struggling with your touch and as you slowly notice the sudden bulge in pants, your eyes shoot up to see just how feverish he looked — and how his lips were parted, so you leaned up, purposely grinding yourself against his crotch, before you whisper against his ear, “well, when boyfriends and girlfriends are alone…sometimes…they touch each other.”

“Touch…each other?”

“That’s what I said…Ominis,” you said, pulling yourself back just enough that your body was still connected to his, but you could see the new flush of pink that now coloured his face — and when you gently moved to place a soft kiss against his jaw, you smirked playfully as Ominis’ eyes squeezed shut and his lips parted wider, “they help each other…feel good? Do you want me to make you…feel good?”

Ominis’ eyes open quickly as your hands return to his pants and when you finally run your palm along the his bulge, Ominis muttered out a swift moan and leaned forward slightly — his hands now gripping your arms, “maybe…this isn’t…the place, what if we get…caught?”

“That’s all part of the fun…Ominis…but, if you don’t want to…I will not force you.”

You smile warmly, not wanting to push him, no matter how eager you were to touch him and when your hands slowly dropped from the bulge — Ominis quickly lowers his grasp on your arms, pulling your hands back towards him as he shook his head, “no…wait, that’s not…I don’t want to stop.”

“You’re so…needy, Ominis…already,” you said, watching his teeth suck in his bottom lip so tightly, that you were sure it was going to bleed and so you giggled softly — reaching to unzip his pants now, the sudden touch, inciting another soft hiss from him as his head leaned back against the bookcase, “I will…show you, just how girlfriends…please their boyfriends.”

“Please…be gentle, with me…hngh.”

You hand pulled his pants down now, just enough, so that your hand could easily pull out his cock — and when it eagerly twitched to be touched, pulsating slightly as the cool air of the Library enveloped it, you smiled playfully. You had kneeled down now, spreading Ominis’ legs in the same movement and when he let out another hiss — whether it was from impatience or excitement, you couldn’t tell and so you simply moved your hand towards it, gripping it gently. When you move your hand softly at first, his body shuddered eagerly for it and when he bit back another moan — desperately trying to hide the devilish things they were doing amongst the bookcases, you could no longer wait and slowly wrapped your mouth around his cock.

In a matter of seconds, as your tongue licked around his shaft, inciting another short hiss from Ominis — before his hands clutched harder against the shelve behind him, you couldn’t help but whimper, when his hips naturally bucked forward and his cock reached the back of your throat. Pulling back slightly as you felt your eyes well up with tears, clearly not prepared for his sudden push into your mouth — your hand quickly covers the part of his cock you can’t reach and you giggle softly as you remove your lips with a pop, leaving Ominis to almost whine in protest.

“Did…I…hngh, do something wrong?”

“Of course not…Ominis, you just surprised me…that’s all,” you said, slowly stroking your hand against his cock again, which only incited another moan from Ominis — who had now, leaned forward slightly, shaking desperately as you smiled and moved your hand faster, “how does it feel?”

Ominis’ body had begun to shake now, as his hands tensed tightly against the shelve even harder now and when you gently leaned towards him — flicking your tongue against the tip of his cock, Ominis hissed and leaned his head back, “it feels…hngh…so good, I don’t know…if I can…hold on much longer.”

“Then…I shall help you reach it quickly.”

Ominis barely uttered another word, before you suddenly enveloped his cock with your mouth, pushing it so deep — that you felt it hit the back of your throat, but this time you were ready for it and so you slowly worked your way up and down with ease. Ominis now, was a spluttering mess, his hand desperately covering his mouth as his whole body shook — so close to his climax now, that when you slowly pulled back and almost moved your mouth, his other hand suddenly reached for your head. He didn’t force you though, barely able to focus any real strength into his muscles, but it was enough to incite you to continue until he reached his limit — and so you smiled and swallowed him softly.

His moans escaped first, before his hips buckled and as you eagerly swallowed his cum — that slipped desperately down the back of your throat, you smiled proudly as Ominis’ head dropped forward and his legs continued to shake. You slowly stood up now, your own legs a little wobbly from kneeling for so long and when you gently leaned against him, lifting his head slightly to kiss his cheek — Ominis softly reached for your face as you supported him back into his pants.

“I…that was —”

“You were…perfect, Ominis,” you said, kissing him again softly, before you allow him to rest his forehead against your own — and when he smiled shyly, all you could do was giggle as you pulled back, straightening his uniform, “now…that’s only…a small taste of what boyfriends and girlfriends do together…when they’re alone.”

Ominis shuddered slightly, still coming down from his release as you gently pulled him away from the bookcase, your eyes glued to the feverish tint — now highlighting his features and when you let go of his robes, he simply pouted and reached for your face, “I think…we should find some more time to continue this…as I feel like I still have much to learn about what boyfriends and girlfriends do, when they’re alone.”

“We have all the time in the world…my love — but, we can always start right now?”

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#hogwarts legacy #ominis gaunt #ominis x reader #ominis x you #hogwarts #ominis x y/n #ominis smut #ominis gaunt smut #ominis gaunt x y/n #ominis gaunt imagine #sub/dom #smut

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punks-never-die205 · 9 months

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Simmer

Fem Reader x Eustass Kid

One Shot - 3,322 words

CW: Language, sexual themes and situations, use of toys, sexy clothes, sex in the kitchen, the cabbage isn't all that's stuffed >.>

Summary: you want to surprise Kid by having dinner ready while effectively in lingerie. He ends up surprising you more.

You had most of the hard work done for the dish you were making before you had gotten into the outfit you wanted Kid to enjoy. Stuffed cabbage was kind of messy business until it was packed away into the large pan and left to simmer.

The small issue was, now you were in heels that were entirely too high for you to use the footstool to put some of the spices back, and your short ass wasn't tall enough even with the heels on. Thigh-highs, a garter belt, an apron and the heels were all you had on. Your hips were balanced against the countertop, pushing your butt out into the air as you stretched for the upper shelf.

You heard the door just as you got the bottle onto the lip of the shelf, pushing it into place safely as you heard Eustass Kid kick off his boots and step into the hall.

"Hey Mouse, I'm –." There was a slight stutter in his words, and you wished you could see his face, but you had just lowered your arm and couldn't bring yourself to look over your shoulder since you could feel your face already going red.

"Welcome back." You manage to say, almost wanting to simply die from embarrassment. You had meant to greet him in a much different way.

You barely heard him move when suddenly there was one warm and one cool hand sliding up the back of your thighs, fingers pushing into your skin a little before squeezing your ass roughly. The sudden action and sensation pulls a surprised moan from you, sending a shudder through you as you lean against the counter for stability.

"Mm, those sounds are as delicious as the outfit, Mouse." His voice is low and husky in your ear, the weight of his body is keeping you trapped against the counter. "Stay, just like this." He commands, squeezing your ass again before walking away.

Your hips are balanced against the countertop and your toes are barely reaching the floor. You don't even get a chance to argue before you hear him disappear into your room. He's only gone for a second, coming back out and setting a box on the counter.

"Oh, no, no, no, wait a minute," you realize he's got the toy box and you're in a precarious situation as you scramble off the lip of the counter.

"Mouse." The tone in his voice freezes you in place and you slowly get your hips back up onto the counter ledge. The apron provides a little cushioning so you're not completely uncomfortable, but your bare ass – actually your entire bare backside is on full display for him. You can't cover anything up, and when he breaks out the toys the teasing can last hours.

"K-Kid, I'm cooking, I can't be d-distracted." You're practically whimpering the words as the sounds of him rummaging through the box already have you shivering in anticipation.

"You're making stuffed cabbage, Mouse." He says absently, his focus more on the toys. "It's gotta simmer for like an hour now." You feel him come up behind you, and his focus in back on you. "It's cute when you're beggin' for mercy before I even get started."

"Hngh." Everything about your man was entirely unfair. "I w-wasn't begging," you insist. You start to say something more when Kid shoves something hard and smooth into your vagina.

"Maybe not yet," Kid muses. "But you will be."

He pushes the object deeper and you suck in a breath, shuddering against the sensation of whatever it is he's pushed into you. You can feel two of his fingers enter in behind it, just a little thicker.

"Haaa--- shit." You weren't sure what had you wound tighter, his words or his actions.

"Good job Mouse, you're so sopping wet it just went right in."

You mean to ask him what just went right in when two fingers push into your mouth. You can taste yourself on them, and you begin to lick and suck his fingers clean without being prompted. You can feel his hips against yours, a barely restrained bulge straining against his pants pushing into you. He gives an approving hum as you clean his fingers.

"That's my good girl." He says each word slowly, as he removes his fingers from your mouth, drawing a wet line down your back as he presses a switch in his hand.

You hear the click just before a powerful vibration pulses deep inside you. You grab onto the counter as the strong sensation makes your entire body shudder, gasping for air a second time as your feet came fully off the floor.

"K-Kiiiii-hnnngh!" The initial rush nearly pushes you over the edge, but it's only enough to make your back arch with your legs. "Haa, ahh, gods... it's, hngh, it's almost -."

"Not enough, huh?" Eustass interrupts you. "Yeah, I didn't think one was going to be enough."

"Wha-wait, no-nnngh," your protest is cut short as a second vibrating egg is pushed into you. It's already vibrating even as Eustass' fingers push it deeper.

"You're going to need a glass of water at this rate, Mouse." Kid muses, his thigh pushing into your slit as he leans over you. "I can't let my favorite pet get dehydrated."

"D-Don't ma-make it sound like – hngh, I can feel them mooooving! – don't make it sound like you have a haaa-harem!" You manage to get the words out despite the stimulation.

Kid laughs. "Just because you're my only pet doesn't mean you can't be my favorite." He teases, pulling your shoulders up to his chest as your shaky legs try to keep you on your feet. "Favorite or not, you're not struggling near enough, Mouse."

"Huh?"

"This outfit is making me want to really mess you up." He explains, holding you against him and practically purring in your ear.

Leaning down he starts kissing your shoulders. His hands slip under the apron and tease your tits until your nipples are hard. You're pushing back against him, enjoying the added pleasures, feeling the orgasm building in you.

Before you can cum Kid pinches your nipples roughly, sucking the skin on the back on your neck into a rough kiss. The jolt of pain shatters the building orgasm, but the sensations themselves aren't bad. You hiss against the initial shock, but you can't stop the heat that rushes into your face, and the whiny moan that leaves your lips.

"Mm... fuck, just like that." He growls into your neck, his voice and need sinking into you. Eustass seems to squeeze your entire body for a moment before sucking in a hissing breath and taking a step back. Turning you around, he presses you against the counter until he's sure you're steady on your own.

He goes back over to the box on the counter, and you can't even protest. Even if you had it in you to put up more resistance, you had just enough wherewithal to keep yourself upright and that was it.

Eustass comes back over to you, setting items down on the counter before lifting you up so you can sit on the countertop. He kisses you, cradling your face in his hand. The tender kiss and gentle gesture help revitalize you a little bit, and soft random kisses fall onto your shoulders and collarbone as he uses medical tape to secure a rotor to each of your nipples.

"Y-you're going to break me," you say, a small nervous laugh in your voice.

"I'll put you back together if I do," he replies with a sly smirk. "One more to go, (Y/N), hang in there."

You feel your entire body flush. It wasn't often that Eustass used your name, but it was always at the best times.

"Lift up the apron and spread your legs for me." He commands, stepping back just enough to enjoy the show.

You do as commanded, face so hot from embarrassment that you almost felt dizzy. You catch Kid's expression, his tongue slipping across his lip before he leans down between your thighs. Spreading your lips his tongue teases your clit, and you can feel the new pleasure mixing with the two vibrators inside you, pushing you back toward an orgasm again.

Hands against the counter you couldn't stop your hips from shifting toward Eustass as the pleasure builds. One last hard suck is all you get from him before he stops, the building orgasm fading away again.

"You're..." You stop your thought, the exasperation already in your tone.

"I'm what, Mouse?" He asks, pushing the final rotor against your clit and taping it into place before he stands back up.

Something in his gaze makes you shiver, and you look away, unsure of what to say. Eustass leans down and tilts your chin up toward him, capturing your gaze, his golden eyes demanding your attention.

"I'm what, Mouse?" He asks again, his tone demanding, and the words driving into you.

"... Evil." You say finally, as a toothy grin splits his face and makes you shiver in all the right ways. "Absolutely... evil." You admit, leaning toward that smile.

A strong grip in your hair holds you in place, as a single finger pushes the rotor taped between your legs against your clit with more pressure. There's a click and the three new vibrators whir into life against you. You squirm and moan from the sensation of it, eyes still held in his gaze. Having him watch you so intently and being unable to effectively look away makes it more embarrassing, and you can feel yourself rushing toward an orgasm.

You can't even hope to hide it from Kid, his gold eyes are drinking in every twitch and shudder you make. You get so much closer to cumming than you had so far that evening, but all the vibrators cut off at once and you can't stop the frustrated, almost tearful, whine that escapes you.

"That's more like it," he says, kissing the corners of your eyes. "Dress like this whenever you want me to bully you to tears, Mouse."

Eustass steps back, leaning against the counterspace across from you. He glances down after he catches your gaze and then looks back up at you. "C'mere and show me what you want so bad."

You slide off the counter and walk toward him. There's a small part of you that wants to just read him the riot act and demand he take care of you properly, but a larger part of you is enjoying this entire scenario, and that part of you gets down on your knees in front of him.

There's a pleased hum from Eustass as you undo his belt and pants, moving them and his boxers out of the way just enough to free his fully erect cock. It was obvious from the strain against the fabric, and the wet spot on his boxers that he was enjoying this scenario as much as you were.

Licking your lips, you took him into your mouth as deeply as you could in one go. There was a soft hiss from Eustass as you suck along as his shaft, pulling back from your initial plunge slowly. You steady yourself with your hands against his thighs, holding onto the fabric of his jeans as you take him in even deeper the second time.

"Fuck, you really want me to fill you up, don'tcha Mouse?" He runs his hand across the top of your head, tilting it back a little and getting you to look up at him. "Shit it's tempting to just cum all over that needy little face of yours."

There's a click as you lean back, and you feel the vibrators in your pussy come to life again. You gasp softly against his dick and moan as you take him into your mouth once more. Moving up and down his length you press your tongue into him, sucking and moaning and glancing up at him when you can. Everything you can think of to drive him to give you what you want.

Eustass grabs your hair after a minute and pulls you deeper for a second, "Close your eyes," he grunts, as he pulls your head back. You close your eyes and leave your mouth open. You can hear him swear before warm cum lands on your face. "Goddamn, Mouse, how do you do that?"

"Do what?" You ask, licking his pleasure from your lips and smearing it on your cheeks. You meant to try and wipe it off your face, but you didn't think about how viscous it was.

"Hells," Eustass covers his face for a moment before sighing. "You do that hot porno shit like you're part of the business." He growls kneeling down and laying you down on the floor gently as he moves over you. "It's fucking hot."

You look away with him over you. "It just... I mean..." You feel him slowly pulling the two vibrators out from inside you. "Haa... it's your fault."

"My fault? I didn't teach you to keep your mouth open like that." He says, leaning down and kissing along your neck, rubbing his cock against your slit. He's already so hard again it's hard to believe he just came a moment ago.

"Oh... I just... um." Your face is burning hot, and your voice goes quiet. "Wanted you... in my mouth..."

Eustass freezes over you for a moment. You can feel him looking at you even if you couldn't look back at him. After a moment you can hear him sigh and he spreads your legs by hooking them over his arms, bringing your hips up to his as he leans back and sits upright.

"I might actually break you, Mouse." He says before his cock pushes into your pussy in one swift motion. You cry out from the sensation, and it's pure pleasure. You're so wet and so worked up that there was no resistance.

There's still the deep feeling of being almost too full as you stretch and adjust to his size. He leans forward again, palms on the floor as his arms keep your legs spread wide. You hold onto his arms with your hands as he begins to move, long steady thrusts at first until his hips are smacking into yours. You're so wet you can feel the mess between you with each thrust. It's embarrassing, but the embarrassment of it is turning you on more.

The steady grinding thrusts push you over the edge in short order and your first orgasm of the evening tenses your body against his, your nails digging into his arms as your toes curl. You try to say his name, but the pleasure shivers your words into something unintelligible.

There's a pleased grin on Kid's face and you realize you came on your own. He begins to move again, thrusting into you and then pushing into you before pulling out and repeating the motion. After the third time you feel him shift.

"I knew I was forgetting something." There was a click and the rotors that were taped against your nipples and clit started to vibrate again.

"Wait, Kid, no-hngh, n-no f-fair!" You move to try and take them off, but he grabs your arms and pins them to the floor.

"This is, completely fair, Mouse." He says with a sly grin. Every time he thrusts into you and then presses against you, it drives the rotor into your clit more forcefully.

Being pinned, fucked, and teased with toys was too much. You could feel another orgasm building, and you twitched uselessly under Eustass.

"I'm g-gonna scream... K-Kid I'm going to c-cum too haa-hard!"

"I swear I'm going to move you into a house just so you can scream for me," he growls, leaning down and grinding into you as he kisses you deeply.

The sounds of your second orgasm are devoured by Kid's mouth. You cry into the kiss and shiver and squirm under him as the pleasure jolts through your body.

He breaks the kiss as you come down from the orgasm, both of you breathing heavy.

"Shit, sorry Mouse, I can't hold back." He swears. "You're too fuckin' hot like this."

Eustass starts to thrust into you with such force you're a little worried the floor tiles will crack. It's not so rough that it hurts, but you can't hardly say anything as the machine-worthy pace pushes into you. There's little that you can except hold onto his arms and wonder if you'll ever be able to match his stamina someday.

Your legs and arms start to shake as the pleasure builds up in you again. The rotors are still going, and while he's not pushing them into you like he was before, they're still effective.

Eustass' pale skin is flushed red down to his shoulders, his hair's starting to stick to his face and neck from the exertion. His pace slows for a moment as he leans down and kisses you, the longer grinding motion of his hips pushing the toy against your clit again. You moan into the kiss, body twitching as you wrap your arms around his shoulders, letting your fingers run along his back.

"Don't care... if you're gonna scream... this time, Mouse." Eustass asserts as his pace picks back up. He buries his face into the crook of your neck, kissing, licking and nipping at your sensitive flesh.

The pace, pleasure, and vibrations push you over the edge, your body tensing and curling under him. You manage a broken desperate cry of his name as your body shudders in exhaustion and pleasure and you hear him swear softly. His whole body seems to clench as he manages a few rough thrusts, grunting against the pleasure as you can feel him twitching while he fills you up inside.

You can feel hot, heavy air crashing against you as he works to catch his breath for a second before slowly pulling out of you. With the toys still going you moan and squirm at the added sensation, holding onto him while you're still trying to catch your breath.

"You make it real hard to stop when you do that," He say, practically sighing the words and nearly pushing back into you.

"O-off!" You gasp, as he pulls all the way out. "K-Kid turn the toys off!"

He tries not to laugh as a snorted chuckle escapes him. "Sorry, Mouse." He says as the soft click of the remote turns them off.

You finally sink into the tiles, covered in cum, sweat, pleasure and exhaustion trying to catch your breath. Kid kisses your forehead softly before he starts to take the toys and what few pieces of clothing you were wearing off you. In the couple minutes it takes him to do this you can see he's already caught a second wind.

Picking you up in his arms he starts toward the bathroom.

"Mm, the food," you murmur. The earlier fun had worn you out, and Kid was warm, but you also didn't want your kitchen to catch fire.

"I turned the burner off a while ago, don't worry." He assures you. "We'll get it back to cookin' after we get cleaned up."

"Though," Kid muses after a moment. "If you have enough energy to cook after I clean you up, we might have to order in."

"Eh?" You weren't quite following.

"It was really hot, I don't know if I can just leave you alone in the kitchen after that." He explains with a grin. "No matter what you are or aren't wearin'."

You feel your face heat up as you hide it in his chest. "I, er, you can finish cooking then."

Kid laughs as he sets you down to start filling the bath. "In nothing but an apron? Sure, Mouse."

#one shot #Simmer #Love/Kiss/XXXX series #eustass kid #x reader #reader insert

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