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pippeebottom · 17 days

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say her name

tonight was the night. i had been begging Daddy to fuck me for days, i was desperate and needy and he had been sexting his best friend (who i’ll call Kate from now on) throughout the week but reducing me to “making humpies”, because he thinks that’s the “cutest way for me to make cummies”.

but tonight, that was changing. tonight, Daddy promised he would give me his dick again. He put my leash on and put my plug in, then laid down and told me to suck his paci while i edged myself. I deepthroated his paci and tried to keep all of Daddy in my mouth as much as possible, because we had been practicing and i knew he liked that. I could hear him moaning and i worked faster, glancing up to see him on his phone.

“keep going baby, Daddy’s just looking at big girls” he said as he pushed my head down, back to my focus. i reached my hand up to his balls to play with them as i tried to devour his cock

when he was ready, he pulled on my leash and told me to get on my hands and knees.

he pushed my head into the pillow and pushed himself into my hole slowly. i cum immediately at the touch, the feeling of him inside me, im a puddle.

“oh fuck you feel so good” he groans, his thrusts hit me hard as he pumps into me with all his strength

i can barely hold myself up as he slams into me and another wave of orgasms hit, then in pure bliss he moans:

“keep cumming for me, Kate.”

i instantly crumple, but he pulls me back up and doesn’t hold back: “your pussy feels so good around Daddy’s cock, Kate. I never want to stop fucking you, Kate. You’re gonna make Daddy cum, Kate.”

All while he fucks me harder than my lil cunny can handle and i cum uncontrollably.

he pulls out and i wince at the emptiness, but its only to put me on my side so that i can see that he’s on his phone again, looking at Kate’s pictures. He slides his cock back into me, but this time once its all the way in, he doesn’t move.

“Daddy wishes he was in her pussy right now. She’s such a big girl and never smells like peepees, or messes since you’re a stinky baby now too. Her pussy feels so tight around Daddy’s cock, Daddy wishes he was cumming with her. Do you like when Daddy calls you her name?”

i feel like i am on fire, but i manage to moan out “yes Daddy please” and he sets his phone down, grabs my hips and looks at me “You’re such a good little sex toy, you just lay there and let me get off while i pretend i’m in the pussy i actually want to be in!”

he shoves my face back in the pillows, pulls his cock almost all the way out of my pussy and slams back into me, resuming his rough and steady speed. He doesn’t speak to me again, except to tell Kate how good *she’s* doing and how much he’s missed fucking her. he came so hard as he moaned her name and it was like i wasn’t even there.

#piper says #in honor of Daddy cucking me tonight #ive been sitting on this for awhile #and also my writing debut on here ig??#be kind please???#diaper kink #ab/dl little #diaper humiliation #diapercuck #cuck humiliation #cuckquean humiliation #my writing #cuckie

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assassyart · 8 months

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revelation.

ohhhh it's embarrassing how i always come back to these two

#assassys #ratchet and clank #jak and daxter #jak #ratchet #jatchet #inspired by the person that tagged 'jak has a praise kink' under my art #also inspired by my absolute love for jak and wanting to make sure he gets only nice things #therefore i give him the highest honor of all (being with my favorite character)

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hairmetal666 · 1 year

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3 Times Eddie has a Secret + 1 Time Steve Does

Erica Sinclair wants to throw a Valentine's Day party, and woe betide anyone coming between Erica and an idea. Eddie's happy to show up, spend some time with the kids, Robin, and Steve (though he's with the latter pair all the time), and mostly doesn't think much about it. That is until, two weeks out, Max shows up at his trailer with that look on her face, and he knows he's in for it, though he's not sure why.

He gives her a little bow. "To what do I owe the pleasure, Max?"

"You're going to Erica's party, Munson." Her hands go to her hips and her brow pinches. It's such a Steve Harrington pose it knocks something loose in Eddie's chest. "And you aren't going to say one word about conformists and sheep."

He rolls his eyes, sighs hard. "I'm surprised at you, Mayfield. Didn't have you pegged as a candy hearts type of gal."

"It's for Erica." The tip of her sneaker scuffs at the earth. "And Lucas likes it."

Eddie bites his lip to stifle his smile. They're so fucking cute.

"I suppose I can put in an appearance."

"And be on your best behavior?"

"Scout's Honor."

"You weren't a scout," she grumbles.

"Nope. But still. I'll do it for Little Sinclair."

It shouldn't bother him, the assumption that he'd be a shit about Valentine's Day. He's worked really hard to cultivate an image and it doesn't exactly scream "Be Mine." And yes, yeah, sure, the Munson Doctrine doesn't go in for the holiday, and his cynical heart blah-blah-blah. It's just that. Well, he sort of enjoys the love part.

And later that night, in the safety of his dark bedroom, he acknowledges that he wouldn't mind having a date on Valentine's Day. It would be--well, it would be nice to have someone buy him flowers or chocolates, or even--ugh--a gross, sappy, sentimental card. He wants to have reservations at Enzo's, wants to go see a terrible romcom after, wants to go home and fall into bed with the person he loves. And it isn't metal, or even very cool, but he wants to be showered with affection, celebrated, fucking loved.

He wants so much his entire body aches with it.

II.

Eddie's at Family Video, rifling through the candy that he knows Steve just reorganized.

"What are you looking for, Munson?" Robin asks. She's half-engrossed in the paperwork in front of her.

Eddie's half listening, watching Steve re-shelve New Releases. He's focused on the VHSs in his arms, so Eddie has ample opportunity to admire the bunch and stretch of his shoulder muscles as he reaches to the top of the wall.

"I don't know," he nibbles on his lip. "Something that's not so," he wiggles his hand through the air.

"Romantic?" She guesses.

"No," he shakes his head. "I mean--"

"You mean?" She's focused on him now, must have caught him watching Steve, and he hopes she doesn't make it a big deal.

"Something," he says. "Um. Just something different."

And what he means is a movie for a guy like him where love doesn't have to be a distant dream. Where he can have feelings for someone and it isn't potentially dangerous.

So, he smiles and shrugs. Grabs the tape closest to his hand. "Guess I'll just take this."

"Well, this is definitely different, Eddie," she says. She narrows her eyes at him, like he's a new language she's learning, but he scampers out before she can say anything.

The movie he grabbed without looking is Cocoon and he can't even pretend interest, so he's not exactly disappointed when someone knocks at his door a few hours later. He's expecting Max, maybe Steve, but startles a little at Robin. She pushes past him and into the trailer.

"Good to see you too, Buckley."

She ignores him. "I have something to tell you. You and Steve are the only people who know."

"Okay?" His eyes are so wide it kind of hurts.

She takes a deep breath. "I'm gay."

"What?" He shrieks, doesn't know why. He's always kind of known.

Robin responds by swatting at him, and they bat at one another with the tips of their fingers.

"Nancy?" He asks once they calm down.

"Shut-up," Robin flushes a dark red.

"It's the guns right?"

It's her turn to shriek, and she gets a solid punch in on his shoulder. They wrestle around, until Eddie pulls away, pushing his hair off his sweaty forehead.

"I'm--" he's never said the words to another person. Uncle Wayne just sort of knew and you don't really have to talk at any of the bars he goes to in Indy. "I'm gay too," he tells Robin.

She beams at him. "Cool."

"Cool." He fiddles with his rings. "Harrington knows about you?"

"He was the first person I told."

"You aren't going to tell him about me?"

She leans her head on his shoulder. "Of course not. But he'd be okay, if you wanted to tell him."

He can't help but scoff. "It's different for lesbians, Buckley. Straight guys can be into that."

She scoffs right back. "Steve isn't like that and you know it."

She's right. He does. But the fear runs deep. Especially especially because it's Steve. And Eddie couldn't handle any of things that might happen if Robin is wrong.

"Thanks, Bucks," he says. He leans his head against hers, hugs her close.

III.

Erica's party is happening at Steve's and Eddie shows up at the appointed time, with the appointed cupcakes (baked from a box, frosted from a can).

The kids are shouting in the living room, but his eyes automatically find Steve in the kitchen. He has a a towel draped over his shoulder, hair disheveled, and is mixing Tropical Punch and Sprite into a serving bowl.

"How'd you end up hosting?" Eddie asks.

Steve smiles, a bashful little thing. "Erica called me this morning and yelled until I agreed."

"Pushover," Eddie teases.

"Oh, and you just made those cupcakes for fun, Munson?"

"Shut-up, Harrington." Eddie knocks their shoulders together. "They're ugly as shit. Didn't know there was an art to frosting cupcakes."

"I think I can help. You mind?"

Steve grabs some plastic spatula looking thing, gets to work with a focused determination that has him biting at his lip. Heat kicks in Eddie's blood, makes it so he can't watch. Instead, he slides a finger into the icing.

"Hey! What--? Munson!" Steve yells, as Eddie brushes the pink frosting onto Steve's cheekbone.

"Got ya!" He dances out of reach.

They bob and weave and dodge through the kitchen, laughing and yelling, until Steve has Eddie pressed against the cabinets, no escape. They're close, breathing hard and pink-faced. He can't help glancing down at the plush softness of Steve's mouth, can't help noticing Steve's eyes track the movement. Time pauses, stutters, and the distance between them closes.

"Steve!" Dustin shouts. "What's taking so long?"

The tension breaks and Eddie escapes into the living room, desperate to convince himself it wasn't a moment, that Steve isn't interested. Wishes his heart was a little more cynical, after all.

The party is fun. There are games and snacks and crafts. He gets roped into playing Mystery Date and tries and fails to not notice Steve bent over, playing Twister, left hand on red, right hand on green.

When they start doing crafts, Steve is hard at work on a Valentine.

"What you making, Stevie?" Eddie asks. He cranes his neck to see.

"Back off, Munson."

"Got someone you've been admiring, big boy?"

Steve goes pink and Eddie can't tell if it's the nickname or his question.

"Wouldn't you like to know?"

And since Eddie really, really would, he jumps towards Steve, trying to sneak a peek. Steve laughs, hard and kind of surprised, before hunching over the card.

"None of your business, Eddie." But Steve is flushed and smiling.

Eddie pouts. "You know how much I love knowing things."

Steve looks at him. Like, looks at him, and Eddie goes warm all over.

"Maybe if you're a good boy today, you'll get to know later, yeah?"

Good boy does things. It makes Eddie's heart stop, his breathing slow, re-routes all the blood in his body south. He can only gasp and nod, sure his eyes are weirdly glazed.

Good boy. He's not sure if he hears another word spoken to him for the rest of the day.

IV.

The party draws to a close. For once in their lives, the actual parents are driving their kids around and Robin hitches a ride with the Hopper-Byers, leaving Eddie and Steve on clean-up.

"Wanna stick around, Munson? Watch a movie? Think I have a joint leftover from last week."

"Course, Stevie, how could I say no to such a generous offer."

"I think you're making fun of me, but I don't understand why."

Eddie laughs. "Totally genuine, sweetheart. Cross my heart." Steve smiles at that, his eyes turning the color of honey.

Eddie is so, so fucked.

They get situated on the couch and Steve says, "Have you been good today?"

"Huh?" Eddie can't breathe.

"I said you could see what I was making if you were good today. Were you?"

Eddie can't speak, can't think, can't move. His brain is throbbing. This has to be a dream. No way Steve is actually asking that.

But Steve is looking at him and somehow he has the presence of mind to fucking nod, and then Steve is handing him a red construction paper heart and a rose with petals so purple they're almost black.

He's hallucinating. That's what this is. He got some laced weed and now his wildest fantasy is playing out in his head.

The Valentine has a white lace doily thing glued to it and it says, in glitter:

"Roses are red,

Violets are Blue;

Eddie Munson,

I really like you"

His eyes fall on Steve. He perceives him, the way a pink flush sits high on his cheekbones, the shine in his eyes, the tremble in his hands.

Oh shit. Oh shit. Eddie isn't hallucinating. He's not dreaming. He's--

"Steve," he sounds a wreck.

"It's--Eddie, it's okay if you don't like me back. I just--I've liked you for a while and Robin thought I should tell you, and--"

"Steve," he says again, stands this time. "Can I kiss you?" It's a miracle he gets the words out.

"God, yes, please," Steve nearly whines.

Eddie pulls him in close, slotting their mouths together. Steve tastes like Tropical Punch and frosting and he makes a little noise as Eddie nips at his lip.

And that's it, that's all it takes. Eddie is gone, ruined, Valentine's celebrator until the end of time, lost forever to Steve-goddamn-Harrington.

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blanche-elizabeth-devereaux · 9 months

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I just need Arthur wearing Charles' spotted tunic and Charles wearing Arthur's tan jacket!! Am I weak for it?? Absolutely!! But what's the point of having a partner of similar build if you don't regularly share clothes?!? There's so much more to it than that!! It's sharing warmth! Intimacy! And yes, the comforting smell of your lover!!! Exactly what these men need PLEASE!!!!

#charthur #arthur morgan #charles smith #is sharing clothes a kink bc this is my kink #it's a sign of care & love your honor #rdr2

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rogerscult · 2 months

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poor eddie, my man is getting outed by family feud, lou ferrigno and ryan guzman all in the same week

#911 #911 spoilers #buddie #911 abc #lou ‘tommy was supposed to kiss eddie’ ferrigno #ryan ‘eddie is figuring stuff about himself with the 118’ guzman #also ryan ‘of course i read buddie fanfic’ guzman cause what the fuck was that #and assigned queer by steve harvey #he can’t catch a break #honorable mention to lou’s iconic ‘buck has to try his kinks with tommy before doing them with eddie’

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darkfoxkirin · 9 months

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When Edgin and Xenk spar.

#edgin darvis #xenk yendar #edgin x xenk #xedgin #dungeons and dragons #honor among thieves #spar #sword fight #they flirt when they fight #theyre totally fucking after this #they both have a competency kink

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dumbass-gryffindor1960 · 4 months

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James: the next question is “what would you do if someone called ur boyfriend/girlfriend ugly?”

Barty: easy, I’ll-

Dorcas: NO BARTY YOU CANNOT KILL THEM

Barty: gimme a little more time to think if you wanna be so boring

Sirius: I would hex them, my Moony is beautiful

Remus: I will thank them, so maybe sirius will shut up for more than 2 seconds

Sirius: that’s not nice

Remus: ur sad? Come here my favourite lady, I will confort you.

*sirius sit on his lap with a grin*

Peter *whispering*: did he obliviate him???

Mary *whispering*: no, sirius doesn’t really care, he’s just being a drama queen so Remus let him sit on him

Lily: if someone say that, I will probably take them points, it looks like harassing

Pandora: I will buy them glasses

Barty: I have an other idea!

Dorcas: tell us

Barty: I would burst their eyes!

Dorcas: THAT’S NOT BETTER, say something evan!

Evan: well…. That’s kinda hot

Barty: love u too Ev’ <3

#Barty is crazy #Evan has a kink #they’re in love your honor #Wolfstar #starchaser #dorlene #marylily #xenodora #rosekiller #marauders era #gay dead wizards #dead gay wizard from the 70s #jegulus #they’re cute

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2000sbigbr0 · 4 months

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Oh my god this is literally the greatest thing anyone’s ever said to me

#I feel so fucking honored #ftm nsft #1cky br0ther #abuse k1nk #ftm dom #shame kink #dacryphilia #trans nsft #fauxcest #sibcest #mtf nsft

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thirstforhelmets · 1 year

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Ganondorf x F!Reader: After your life! I’m -not- your wife AU

Ganondorf: How many times does this make it, Assassin? Four losses?

F!reader: *Beat up and nearly unconscious on the ground*

F!Reader/Assassin/Future!Wife: *Has barely enough strength to flip him the bird before fully collapsing in exhaustion*

Ganondorf: *Smirks before eyeing the stolen Master Sword embedded in the ground nearby*

Ganondorf: You’re lucky your tenacity for humiliation has kept that sword out of the whelp’s hands for this long.

Ganondorf: *Kneels down next to your head*

Ganondorf: Expect me to visit your village next month.

Assassin: Urgh...

Ganondorf: I’ll be staying in your room the whole time as well.

Assassin: Fuck you, Gaan...

Ganondorf: *pauses for a moment*

Ganondorf: Our daughter still likes blue, right?

Assassin: *deep sighs*

#ganondorf x reader #ganondorf/reader #not your wife AU #imagine being competant enough to steal the master sword from Link for YEARS #and being too incompetant to be able to kill Ganon cause you like the idea of killing him in an honorable duel #ganon using you to passively keep tabs on the one sword that can kill him #but then you both become fuck buddies cause fuck yeah fighting kink #then you have his kid and he starts softening up #but not really because of his reputation #your parents kind of catch on cause he shows up a week or two a year #also daughter has his hair #no one is dumb enough to say it to his face though #that you and him are probably a couple #ganondorf

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koreofitall · 3 months

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Okay! so I saw this art of Kaveh and Al Haitham on twitter and IMMEDIATELY wanted to write something for it. My brain instantly saw the potential to include snz, so I did lol. These 2 will have a forever grip on my heart istg 💚

Al Haitham and Kaveh are sat together on the couch. Haitham is sitting upright, Kaveh is laying against the arm of the couch, legs draped over Haitham's. They're conversing, but Kaveh is doing all of the talking, and using sign language nonetheless. Haitham had a rather overstimulating day at work and needed to come home and recuperate, headphones off and all. Kaveh goes in and out of vocalizing some words because he just can't help it, but most of the conversation is done in complete silence. He starts by explaining how he dropped his pita pocket on his way to a consultation this morning, and then how one of his clients was completely delusional for wanting to build their house right in the middle of the desert.

'Oh my god, he never shuts up,' Haitham thinks to himself, but with the sweetest smile on his face. Kaveh learned sign for him, and even knows immediately when it needs to be used. No questions asked, just the most willing and effortless accommodation for his love.

Kaveh, still signing, is going on and on and on and on about other various little troubles he encountered throughout the day, when he suddenly pauses. His hands stop moving and actually hover closer to his face. Haitham notices, but just keeps caressing his legs as he's been, waiting for Kaveh to continue but aware of what's about to happen.

"Hhi-!tzshu!-IShu! HHha-! HI'NGXT-shiew!"

He let's out 3 small(ish) and clearly subdued sneezes, throwing them into his elbow and away from Haitham.

"Snf! Guh, sorry," he semi-whispers.

"Bless you," Haitham signs and speaks, then goes back to just signing.

Why did you hold those back? It sounded like it hurt.

You've had a rough day, I don't want my sneezes to add to that.

His normal sneezes are ridiculously loud and Haitham can't deny that. He smiles to himself, Kaveh noticing.

What? Kaveh signs.

"You're so good," Haitham says, very matter of fact. "To me, to those around you. Very accommodating and attentive."

Kaveh pauses, not expecting to have heard that from Haitham. It sounds too good to be true.

Well, I try to be. Kaveh signs with a rather proud look on his face, soaking up this rare praise.

"But don't do that again. Not only is it bad for you, but holding back and stifling make your sneezes specifically ten times worse. I'd rather you blow my eardrums out now than over the course of the entire evening."

Kaveh, who is now visibly fuming, angrily signs and speaks.

"You! Just when I thought I'd finally received genuine praise for being so mindful of you, you pull this! Everytime!"

"That was genuine praise. You can't deny what stifling does to you, though. Any second now and-"

"HA'GTZSH-UH!"

. . .

"Don't-"

My point exactly.

"HAITHAM!"

Haitham then takes Kaveh's left hand, brings it to his face and kisses it, making him blush and shutting him up immediately.

"Thank you, Kaveh."

#aaaaaand scene!#just a lil drabble #I just love them so much your honor 😭💚#korewrites #g/enshin i/mpact #sneeze kink #snz #snz kink #k/aveh #h/aitham #a/lh/aitham #sneeze fic #snz fic #sneeze drabble #snz drabble

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