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mphountitled · 7 months

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COULD U DO MATTHEO X F READER DURING HER OVULATION WEEK AND SHES SUPER NEEDY AND HORNY? (Pls I’m ovulating and craving ur fics so bad babe😭🙏🧎🏼‍♀️)

I love how feral this is lmfao -

𝐍𝐨 𝐓𝐢𝐦𝐞 𝐅𝐨𝐫 𝐇𝐚𝐥𝐨𝐬 | 𝐌.𝐑.

Mattheo Riddle x Fem!Reader

Warnings: Established Relationship, Dark Fic, Violence, Language, Mention of drugs and alcohol, Slight fluff, Public Affections, Possessiveness, Smut (+18), Dirty Talk, Touch starvation, Fingering, Humping, Grinding, Whining, Sub/Dom Undertones, Blood Kink, Fighting Kink?, Squirting, Major Degradation, Praise Kink, Breeding Kink, Slight Humiliation Kink

The night is deep, and the dungeon is dim as a few sunken eyes peer curiously at you while you make your way through the crowd. Seeing you emerge from within the walls of your private dorm room was a rare and curious sight for everyone involved. It was especially rare for you to embed yourself amongst your fellow pupils shenanigans, seeing yourself as above such baseless devilment.

You were not here for them.

You were scanning the crowd for him because an unfamiliar warmth had been festering inside your stomach and it had propelled your feet forward, until you reached the very centre of the Slytherin soiree commencing in the common room.

Your core is still aching with the after affects of your fingers as you manoeuvre your way through the party. You were touching yourself under satin sheets only moments ago-spurred on by the imaginings of his bloodied fingers slipping inside you, stabbing your cunt until you mewled like a useless whore and he affirmed you as such. His recklessness and delinquency cracked something vital in your brain and you felt yourself get wetter as you pushed through the crowd. You needed him to touch you, your body practically burned for him to absolutely ruin you, and you set out to do just that.

Although you had turned down a concoction of Firewhiskey from an already inebriated Ravenclaw student, your stomach burns with the anticipation of seeing him.

Feeling him.

Smelling his near constant fragrance of Firewhiskey along his lips. You were never clingy but you wished for nothing more than to be in the presence of your insufferable and clingy boyfriend.

A month into your courtship, and you had failed to bring up how much of his habits bypass all sensibilities in your brain. If only he knew how much his recklessness brought about an unmistakable moisture in between your thighs. That,coupled with his bruised and bloody knuckles, spurred on your need, especially during this time of the month.

It had been easy to maintain your composure throughout the rest of the month, effortless, even. Detachment and independence was a by-product of your personality, showing up in the way you shied away from Mattheo's public affections and always appearing uninterested in any of his verbal charms.

One such occasion; you had found him taking up purchase on your bed after an incredibly tiresome day as a Slytherin prefect.

"Make yourself scarce, Riddle. I'm not in the mood," He, of course, was delighted in your indifference- truthfully, he basked in it. Mattheo was somewhat of a masochist, craving the attention of someone so emotionally detached. The very second he noticed how unaffected you appeared with his shenanigans. He might as well have transfigured into a mermaid, because he was hooked.

"How easy you are to repel my affections," He said, letting a bandaged hand fall on his chest as he lay supine like a starfish on your Satin sheets, "How swiftly you deny my companionship-"

"Dont you have any orphans to torture?"

You mourn the past you... how indifferent she had been.

How utterly in control!

The bed dipped as he slithered closer, letting a hand rest on your shoulders as he began to knead the tense muscle there.

"Don't I get a 'How was your day, Riddle?' How did you sleep, Riddle? How did you acquire these bruises, Riddle, and I hope you looked hot doing it, Riddle" it was then that you glanced at the hand on your shoulder. Busted knuckles bred bloodied and broken skin. Riddle's hand was a smorgasbord of cuts and bruises that disappeared up his black, cotton sleeve shirt. You ignored the useless warmth knotting in your core as you continued to undo your shoelaces.

"I needn't ask you because I know you were in the centre of yet another degenerate fight," you had said, burying all the feelings of need amongst your usual, scholarly distractions.

"You love it"

"I hate it actually. It makes me question my affiliation with you.

"You say that princess, but you secretly love it"

You did love it, and right now, distracting yourself is not an option. You watch with bated breath as the object of your affections walks into the Slytherin common rooms. There are plenty of bodies swaying in the dungeons illuminated by various Ravenclaws who have casted Lumos

You see Riddle across the room, head thrown back while he nursed a cup of Firewhiskey. When his head comes back, he sees you too, he raises his cup and he pushes himself off the wall to lessen the distance between you. Your legs certainly achieve a quicker gait as you push past the swaying bodies and soon enough you're bombarded by firewhiskey, with an undercurrent of sweat and leather.

The second you’re close, Riddle lowers his cup on the desk, already having his explanations ready for the impending combat. "If you think I'm gonna let you take my freedom away again, you’re fucking crazy. I'm barely buzzed and I'm getting drunk, or high by the end of this night and there's nothing you-" But your fist is already digging into the softness of his button up shirt and your lips are open as you force them onto his.

Right there, in the open.

Mattheo is naturally stunned, possibly discombobulated.

Had he really gotten higher than he thought?

Did that fucking Hufflepuff make him a stepped on joint?

Frankly, he couldn't care less, and as the shock of it all wore down, and he could feel you begin to slip away, Mattheo slithers his battered hand around your waist and pulls you impossibly close. He smirks into the kiss, as he brings his hand up, fingers gliding across your collarbone, while the other hand lingers around your waist.

"What happened to your hand?" It is a question that threatens to burst the bubble established between the two of you. Why would you ask him this? Why would you bring him back to the events of earlier today when you were so prettily malleable in his hands right now?

"Nothing,"

"Matt..." You say, clouding your words with innuendo, which has him looking up at you with furrowed brows.

"Nott," Is all he says before he buries himself in the crook of your neck. His proximity awakens something animalistic inside of you, it pushes you to the depths of your lascivious desires and has you melting right there on the dance floor. All around you, fellow Slytherins continue to sway to the beat, letting the thrum of the enchanted muggle music speak for them. You throw your head back, gasping at the overwhelming need pooling in your core as Riddle begins to send reckless kisses down your collarbone, all while you imagine beating another guy silly. You blame your cycle. You blame your body. You blame every single hormone responsible for allowing you to emit such a wanton moan so openly in the very centre of a crowd.

"Who do I have to kill in order to get this reaction out of you everyday?" Mattheo is panting, with his hazel eyes dilated (whether from pleasure or substance, you might never know). Who do I have to curse in order to get you to be this slutty for me every single day?" His breathing is shallow and audible, even through all the noise. Mattheo's mind is foggy and the party guests are reduced to a memory. The only image he's able to conjure up is his lips between your wet folds - his tongue eager to find the source of your need while you moaned above him and kneaded your own breasts in a slutty haze.

"I need you, Mattheo," it was fucking infuriating to admit but the wetness has completely soaked through your underwear and a fresh scar is present in the corner of Mattheo's eye. There's a slight red smudge under his nose, and his knuckles are red and angry at the best of your neck, cradling your head close to his.

"Say that again-"

"What? No, I will not fucking-"

Mattheo's grip on your neck immediately unhooks and he detangles your limbs but before he ventures any furthers you're pulling him down to you and with your lips to Mattheo's greedy ears you angrily mutter, "I fucking need you. I need you really badly,"

He stares in your desperate, dark eyes with wonder and awe before letting your wrist be enclosed by his iron grip. Soon, you're being dragged through a Slytherin party with a boy adjusting the front lf his pants and barking orders at the drunken strangers to move before they fucking died.

Just as you succeed in cutting through the crowd a voice stops both of you in your tracks.

"I'm going to fucking kill you, Riddle," the voice booms from over the thumping bass of whatever muggle music was enchanted over the dungeon. Mattheo's gaze cuts away from you, but before he turns completely away, a slow Cheshire cat grin curls at the ends of his lips.

"That threat has grown so unimaginably tedious after years of overuse, Theo but I can't do this right now-" His sentence has already been cut short by an audible blow to his lower jaw. Theo Nott blocked your path towards the darkened hallway, leading to your dorm room and you're left wholly unsatisfied as Mattheo is sent barreling backwards. He lets go of your hand, stopping to wipe the wetness at the corners of his lips and checking to see if it's blood. It is. And something scratches inside of you.

The Prefect inside you wants to intervene but an even darker part of you tells you not to.

Theo is livid, and his wide chest rises and falls as he descends on Mattheo,

"Why the fuck am I being told by Draco of all people, that I can't play Keeper because I'm stuck in the hospital wing-"

"Theo, I really don't have the time for this-" Mattheo begins, but Theo cuts him short,

"Are you trying to steal my fucking place, Riddle?"

Mattheo's voice is leveled as he raises his fingers and says, "Okay, first off, yeah, I am. Obviously I'm trying to take your place. You're a shit Keeper and secondly, I've got somewhere to be," Theo's barreling towards Mattheo once more.

A silly, borderline maniacal smirk explodes on Riddle's face before he makes the shotgun decision to charge and lands a punch at Theo's jaw, allowing for the taller boy to stagger backwards. Your shoulders jump, and you flinch at the sickening sound as you watch with a wide gaze as Mattheo nurses his hurt hand. Theo is a raging bull, but Draco appears from the crowd, with a firm grip on Theo's shoulder. A stern, quiet reprimand.

At the exact same moment, Mattheo's hand finds yours and he smirks as he stalks past Nott, wiping away at his chin as he leads you towards your dorm.

The quietness within is almost jarring compared to the noise out there and as soon as the door closes, Mattheo's lips descend on your neck, "I know, I know," He sighs heavily, as he brings his hand up to your shoulder, "I’m sorry. I just hope I haven't ruined the vibe-"

"I want your fingers inside me, Riddle." He stills at your quiet command, and you leave him standing by the door as you pad over to your bed. "I don't know why, but I just need you, okay? And my own fingers aren't quite doing the trick and I keep thinking about how fucking crazy you are and-", You sigh as you sit at the foot of the bed. Lifting the skirt of your dress, Mattheo watches in the dimness of your room as you venture your fingers under your dress and hook them into your panties. He walks towards you, propelling the wings of the butterflies in your stomach.

All he says is, "Which hand?" He doesn't know why he asks, but he does and his voice is barely above a whisper as he hopes you pick the right answer. His cock twitches in his underwear at the thought of seeing his blood on your skin.

Mattheo stops in between your legs, causing the fabric of the dress to rise while a breeze drifts over your soaked pussy. You bend forward and reach for his bloodied hand.

"I want your fingers inside me,"

Mattheo's resolve immediately snaps and his hands grip tightly at your hips, pushing you backwards and exposing your wet core to him.

"You're fucking dripping through the sheets like a slut- you're a fucking slut,"

Excitement. It rushes through you like a wave of magma at the neediness in his own voice.

Matheo rushes to rid both of you of the excess fabric, casting Evansco, until all he can see is your warm, glistening skin.

"Oh my fuck-" Mattheo's voice cracks as he stares down at your aching cunt, his fingers almost instinctively rubbing over the wetness.

"Touch your breasts," He commands, "I wanna see you do it,"

Your eyes pierce into his dark ones as you bring a shaky hand up towards your puckered nipples. The smallest brush elicits a violent streak of pleasure which would have occupied your entire mind were it not for Mattheo's long fingers already stabbing into your dripping cunt.

"Fuck, you're so wet," He whines, unconsciously burying his hips into the sheets at the foot of your bed as he watches. He is utterly transfixed by his middle and ring finger disappearing into your cunt. Every time they sink deeper your mind gets filled with images of Riddle's unrest and violence. You're utterly wrecked with the thought of his bloodied fingers being inside you, touching the most private parts of you.

"Pick up the pace, Riddle,"

"Shut the fuck up," He mumbles as he takes his time in exploring the very depths of you. Your voice soars to higher octaves as you feel your first orgasm cresting quite literally against your will. How utterly embarrassing, to cum so quickly.

"You're fucking squeezing my fingers- fuck-" You're desperately humping at his hand, hoping your hips might achieve the feat of sinking his fingers further into you. "You're humping my hand so fucking well." His cock aches as he continues to grind it into the sheets, in tandem with your swollen cunt taking his fingers.

"Are you seriously going to cum so soon? Are you that desperate to get fucked-" Your cunt spasms around his fingers and you're moaning as you squeeze your sensitive breasts, already soaring to the heights of your orgasm. Your screams rival the music outside but Riddle never tells you to keep quiet, instead he watches with hungry eyes as your body melts into its orgasm.

"Look at what the fuck you've done," Mattheo's words have you slowly coming back to earth, but not quite... his voice is heavy with lust as you raise yourself by your elbows. Your stomach sinks as you watch Mattheo, he's frozen in front of you, with his head lowered and his gaze on his palm.

"I-I'm sorry-" Your sheets were soaked with your release, leaving a visible damp spot. You squirted everywhere.

"You're gonna do that on my cock," before you can comprehend your words Mattheo already has his cock positioned at your wet folds.

"I'm going to fucking cum inside you and you're going to take it, yeah?" The serious shadow in his darkened eyes hold no room for negotiation, you'd never seen Mattheo quite this serious because seriousness just didn't run in his bloodstream. However, he's utterly ruined by your neediness, needing to take advantage of your compliance before it slipped through his fingers.

"Oh my fuck- Mattheo!"He pulls your hips towards the edge of the bed and his cock forces itself through your folds, until Mattheo is quite literally fucking you with reckless abandon.

"Matt- I can't-'' You're still riding on the sensitivity of your previous high and you think Mattheo could be a little mindful of this but his goal, it seems, is to leave you overstimulated.

"You can," he mumbles, with his eyes squeezing shut before he quickly opens them, wanting to see every emotion flowing over your face.

"You're a slut but you're not a useless slut, are you?" You tits bounce with every movement of Mattheo's hips, and you're shaking your head despite the fog. Your cunt is squeezing the life out of his cock and you feel him pushing at a very sensitive part of you.

Your head is buried in the pillows as your back arches and you swallow him deeper.

Mattheo bends forward, his hips quickening into a needy, restless rut as his teeth sink into the skin around your nipples.

"FUCK-" The pain bleeds into pleasure which streams into your next orgasm. Riddle moans around your skin, suckling at your nipple while he fucked you like he is as touch starved as you are.

"I'm cumming, Matt-" The fact that you're still able to form words is a complete and utter mystery because, not a second later, you're exploding around his cock. A gushing, clear liquid rushes through you while your lips chant his name like a prayer.

"I'm going to fucking breed you, baby- oh fuck, you're so pretty squirting around my cock-" the cracks in his voice; the desperation laced on every word has him cumming inside you, pushing his hips with every spurt of warmth.

You're still shuddering when Mattheo slumps over you. You're both huffing and puffing and basking in each other's release with his cock still very much inside you. "You're getting a contraception potion from Madame Pomfrey tomorrow," you can do nothing except nod as your satisfaction settles.

"I'll come with you," He says.

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hyunsvngs · 7 months

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juno i’m sure you get so many asks about breeding and ik you write sm for it but you’re just tew good at it… indulge me if you feel like it..

chan ofc breeding kink has been on my mind as of late like he triggers something maternal in me idk what it is but every time i see a dad coded chan pic or moment like i just have this intense urge to mother his children and be his housewife… wife… have his babies… (i exploded)

but also i feel like i think about this way more than i should but HEAR ME OUT like hybrid au. and you’re channie’s little puppygirl n one of his fav things is to help you through your heats >< when he sees you so desperate for his attention (and his dick) he can’t help but to get rock hard at imagining you all swelled up with his puppies!! especially when you beg him so sweetly…

maybe you’re in the early stages of your heat and your libido is just a little higher, nothing crazy! but when chan comes home from the gym one day all sweaty and you can practically taste the testosterone and the hormones pumping through his body, you’re on him as soon as he gets through the door. he lies on the couch to rest for a few minutes before his routine shower and next thing he knows he’s startled by his sweet little puppy rutting her slick-sticky pussy all over his abs. poor baby :(

“couldn’t—couldn’t help it, channie. you smell s’good.” your eyes are welling with tears from how unbearably horny you are at the smell of your sweaty boyfriend. he knows you’re referring to his post-gym aroma that you usually go a little crazy for, but not like this. he must’ve triggered your heat for real.

he’ll grip your hips and slow them down, and to try and get your brain to slow down too.

“slow down, pup. tell channie what you need. tell daddy what you really need,” he says in this sickeningly sweet tone, cocking his head to meet your splotchy face with a look that says, tell me so i can take care of you. he knows what you need, but he wants to hear you say it. it makes your pussy gush and your brain feel like static.

your face and insides run hot with need, albeit a bit of embarrassment, at what you really do need.

“wan’ it channie—daddy, your puppies—wan‘em,” you mutter shyly. you know your owner will take care of you.

his eyes roll to the back of his head with a groan at the image of filling you with his cum, and he moves your hips down his body to where his cock is, swelled up and leaking in his basketball shorts already.

he’ll buck his hips up, rough, enough force to jolt you up and make your ears flop. he grinds into your clothed cunt and asks with a smirk, “feel that baby?”

“mmm, ‘s so hard channie. please—need it in me,” you whine. one particular grind into your clit with his clothed dick onto your bare pussy makes you mewl loud for him. you feel his cock throb through the fabric and you’re sure he feels the rush of slick that leaks from you.

“yeahhh, m’so hard for you, baby. daddy wants to give you his puppies, feel it?” he holds you flush against his lap and he makes his cock twitch for you. it makes you whimper and you nod.

“you gonna let him?” you nod faster, ears flopping on your head and whining because of course you are. you’re begging him to. when he starts making you hump him again your mouth parts, catching your breath once you feel the pleasurable friction of his shorts on your clit return.

“gonna let channie make your pussy messy and tummy full of my babies? yeah?” nod nod nod. he’s nodding with you now, mimicking your expression of parted lips and furrowed brows and little gasps everytime his cock touches your slick-wet cunt.

WOAHOHOH i feel a little silly now writing a fic in your asks so let me stop here but hopefully we all can resonate with my feelings about wanting to be chan’s puppygirl that he breeds full of cum on the reg 🙏 LOLLL

- 🦨

skunknon….. i cantn even bretage. please come by nore often

♡ juno

#juno’s asks ♡#asks: channie #🦨 anon 💌

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seakicker · 1 year

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miss juju please help!!! i wrote myself early morning smut but i have to shower and take care of other responsibilities. i’m afraid im gonna lose the horny if i do 😔

do i procrastinate and focus on my smutty self-indulgence with sylvain (ft breeding kink and felix) or be an uncool, productive member of society

if you manage your time evenly you can do it all! get the horny out of your system so its not distracting you from your work and then go and knock ur work out of the park. easy peasy; i do it all the time! grind the fic out or at least get to a good stopping point where you know you can easily pick back up later and then do your work 🙏

#ganbatte #chats

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supermarketbae · 2 months

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‘good boy billy. such a good boy for me’

missionary sex where he’s whining into your neck please 🙏

dear lorddddddd oh god oh fuck I’m a SLUT for subby men great HEAVENZ

Just A Toy

warnings: smut (at this point what else do I write lmao), sub!billy, dom!reader, fem anatomy, choking, praise, whiny! Billy, degradation, breeding, size kink, p in v sex. (Also slight misogyny on Billy’s part but it was the 80s so-)

The first time you took control in the bedroom, Billy said it was going to be a one time thing. One and done because as the “man” in the relationship, he was supposed to be the dominant one. But something about your usually sweet honeyed voice turning condescending and sultry melted a part of his brain. So as he thrusted into you, and your voice took that commanding lilt, Billy knew he was fucked.

“Oh fuck yes sweetheart right there—f-fuck!” Your moan is warbled but Billy shudders as he hears it nodding his head slightly. “Y-yeah? There?—jesus your t-tight.” His admission has you bucking your hips up into his to meet his thrusts. “So fucking big baby—hah—see honey that’s allll you…” you trail off with a gasp as Billy ruts into you faster, whimpering at the slight bulge in your belly that each of his erratic thrusts made. Billy’s mouth parts open when you purposefully clench around his girth. He quickly lowers onto his elbows shakily caging around you. “too much sweetheart?” You ask feigning concern in your eyes, as Billy leans in, wanting a kiss, your hand wraps around his throat and squeezes. What you’re not expecting is for his eyes to roll back and his hips pistoning into yours stutter to a stop.

It seems you’ve found a tick.

You giggle when he whines incoherently letting out a huff of air as he grinds needily into your fluttering heat. “You like that honey?” You purr running your other hand over his cheek. Your lips quirk into a smile as he shakes his head vigorously, a brilliant flush entering his cheeks. “You like my hand around your throat?” You don’t let him answer this time before cooing “like a fucking slut?” Billy’s eyes glaze at your words. “ m not ‘m not a-a—oh-ah” Billy mewls as he begins to fuck into you again.

“Your cock leaking in me—ah- says otherwise love~” you crow lewdly. At this Billy’s lip trembles and he buries his face into your neck, his moans vibrate delicately and you smile rubbing his back soothingly. “Good boy Billy. So g-good for me.” You sigh as the head of his dick massages a spongy part inside of you that makes your legs shake in pleasure.

You feel Billy’s mouth drops open at the praise and his head snaps up from your neck. “F-fuck—oh-fucking shit!” Billy’s whines breathily. ”oh you loveee that hmm?” You tsk at his flustered, fucked out state. “My good boy.” You whisper in his ear nibbling at the lobe.

Billy keens at your words, body trembling as continues to hide his blushing face in the crook of your neck. “So fucking cute when you’re needy honey” Your teasing him at this point and he knows it, Billy lets out an indignant shaky huff at your words, attempting to glare at you. But as your cunt gushes around him once more, he loses his resolve eyebrows furrowing, tongue slightly out. “Stop—hah-stop it.” Billy’s pathetic wail has you arching your back into him. You smirk, tilting his head to the side before licking a strip of his neck.

“Stop what hon?” Your innocent reply drips with sweetness. Billy hardly hears you, the only thing his brain is tuning into is the wet sounds of your cunt as he drills his twitching cock into its warmth over and over. “I know you want this baby.” You giggle as Billy once again shakes his head at your prodding. “Puh—please—fuck ‘s too much m’gonna cum please—” Billy grunts as you growl, shaking your head “you better fucking not sweetheart,” you wrap your legs around his back, pulling him in closer and keeping him deep in your pussy. “You cum and I’m not letting you fuck me for a month.” At the end of your cruel sentence Billy groans, eyes watering with overstimulated tears.

“Tha-hahh-that’s not fair I-‘m thats not fair you c-can’t!” “I can and I will gorgeous!” You smirk sadistically. Pleadingly, Billy looks into your eyes voice pitchy and taking on a drawl “darl’ darling please—I-fuck!” You can feel how close he is by the telltale sloppiness of his slick slowly leaking out of you. But all thoughts eddy from your brain as you Billy’s tongue, warm and wet wrap around your exposed, sensitive nipples and suck.

Your back bows upward at the weight of pleasure this simple act gives you. Billy drools around your plump tits as you convulse. Your hand threading itself tightly in his golden locks and tugging him closer. Billy let’s put a wanton moan as your cunt pulses around him. His head snaps back up, a string of saliva connecting from his lips to your now glistening skin. “G-gonna make me cum baby?” You coo to him dragging a nail down his muscular back. “Gonna get this cunt pregnant?” Your sigh comes out uneven as you feel your oncoming orgasm approaching fast.

“Ye—ah-yes fuck yes please-‘m a good boy for you.” Billy’s muffled raspy whimpers fuel your already overwhelming desire. “Yes honey—mm-such a good boy for me.” Your small reply has Billy’s cock drooling inside of you a final time as he sobs out “m gonna cum—gonna cum so fucking much plea—ah!” You cut off his lustful plea with a kiss as your own orgasm racks your body. Panting, you lie there, Billy’s form still comfortably on top of yours. You were contently exhausted, running a hand through Billy’s fluffed hair letting out a laugh as his pussy drunk gaze meets yours. “You alright honey?” Your smile widens as Billy sighs out an unintelligible huff of air, once again suckling on your perked boobs. “My pretty boy.” You tease. Much to your delight, a bright blush passes through his cheeks

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strawberriebunn · 2 years

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You cannot tease me with the notion of oikawa thirsts and not deliver. Please shawty please 🙏 🧎‍♀️ (jk you don't actually have to but I wouldn't mind if you dropped a lil drabble 👀)

Sorry I’m just now getting to this oml, school be kicking my butt.

That man has the biggest breeding kink ever, don’t let the pretty boy persona fool you

speaking on that, he may seem prim and prudent but he will not hesitate to fold you into a mating press or have you in doggy and go absolutely feral

it’s just something about the way you babble and your eyes roll back that really get him going

At 6”1, he’s big , on top of that he gained a bunch of muscle and broadness since highschool, he’s definitely got a size kink

Loves seeing you trying to take him all in one go, “Come on sweet thing, I know you can do it. Be my good girl,yeah?” is cooed at you while you’re on top trying to meet your thighs to his

Not completely above sharing you, if you want it and he feels up to it, he’ll let the rest of the seijoh 4 have a go with you. But don’t forget, only he gets to cum in you. He won’t forget to remind you who’s you are afterwards too, even if he has to rail you into the mattress to make sure you remember.

Headboard breaker!! (Him and Iwa both), he will not hesitate to grab onto it with white knuckles and grind his cock impossibly deeper into you. Loves when you can’t even get your cries out from underneath him

Likes to see you cry from the pleasure, or desperation and is not above teasing you to get it

#It feels good to write about my mans again 🥰#haikyuu smut #.tooru💙#haikyuu thirsts #oikawa smut #hq smut #hq thirsts #oikawa thirst #haikyuu x reader #hq x reader #oikawa x reader smut #oikawa x reader

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cyborg-franky · 2 years

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ahhh i hope its ok that im on anon? if it isnt let me know im just SUPER shy FNKXJCKDJXKG

she/her and he/him (either is fine!)

afab

im fine with either male or female!!

age gaps dont really bother me as long as the character isnt under 20! (personal preference, haha)

dealers choice in the verse is fine!

and i love happy endings!!

im kind of on the apathetic/chill side? people say i dont really show a lot of emotion unless im around people i’m genuinely close with (this is cus im shy as fuck 😭 but people say it makes me seem cold) but im also really nerdy and passionate about games and media, especially ones with huge political/social messages (hence why i like one piece, haha!) and i have a really bad tendency to rant about and/or get into arguments about them. im also obsessed with pandas, if thats relevant at all HFKXJZKFKAJ

i wear glasses, but that doesnt have to be mentioned if it isnt relevant!

kinkwise, i’m into

dirty talk 🤤

i have this thing where i really like wrestling to be on top with another top/dom

i’m also just a sucker for romance, if that counts as a kink?(??) just sex that has this underlying intimacy that isnt just straight fucking (L-bombs are optional but i seriously go crazy for those 😳😖)

i have a thing for creampies/breeding 🙏

(realizing that im the most vanilla mf on the planet) i really like going down on my partner and hearing them moan, does that count? 🤣💀

and my hard nope is slapping/spanking and facefucking. everything else is fair game!!

the safe word is 🍍

(btw, i love your blog and your writing!!! please dont feel obligated to do this is if its too difficult or vague, i just like having the chance to talk to my favorite writers 😋)

You are getting matched up with Sabo!

- The fact you got together to talk about politics over a few drinks was what started the night.

- Conversations got more and more heated as the drinks flowed.

- You both had so much in common.

- Then you’d both started to mess around, you’d started to playfully wrestle with Sabo.

- He might not look it but he didn’t take being the bottom laying down.

- And that was how you’d ended up wrestled onto your back.

“Did you really think that would work?” Sabo whispered in your ear; you could feel his hot breath against your ear as he pinned your hands above your head.

You were pinned under the blond, at his mercy, he straddled you, grinning down like a cat who’d gotten the cream. The way he pinned you was causing you to blush, getting flustered under him. It didn’t take Sabo long the realise what was going on, the feelings you felt, you’d liked him for what seemed like forever.

Your feelings just fell out, he’d leaned down and captured your lips in a kiss, one that deepened, one that made way for drunken confessing and hands trailing all over your body. Sabo was good to you, gentle as he made short work of your clothes, you helped him remove his own.

Both staring at one another before he pounced on you once more, feeling his erection against your thigh you couldn’t help biting your lip, grinding up against him, wanting more of the flame user’s attention, wanting him inside you.

“You really are in a rush for me, aren’t you?” Sabo chuckled once more as his hands ran down your thighs, featherlight teasing touches. He was enjoying this, enjoying the look on your face as his hands trailed over your pussy, missing everything on purpose.

“Your so needy!” The blond chuckled, a pleasing sound normally but you just wanted him to fuck you, bucking at every little thing he did, desperate.

“Sabo please… I want you to fuck me!” You blushed at how raw and open you’d been, his face mirrored your shock before he grinned ear to ear, getting between your thighs and pushing your legs further apart.

“You want my cum that bad?” He saw you nod your head rapidly, squirming under him.

“Alright, alright, lets see what I can do..”

You felt like you’d gotten everything you’d wanted when he finally pushed in, bottoming out in one stroke, you wrapped your legs around his waist, pulling him deeper, his amusement was clear on his face between his own sounds of pleasure.

He wasted no time in picking up his pace, filling you with his cock, long strokes as he pulled out each time, whispering dirty things in your ear, you just wanted to be full of his cum, you wanted to drip his seed for the rest of the night.

Sabo speed up and indulged in your moaning, enjoying your fucked out expression, he didn’t even stop when you cum the first time, he wanted to push you as far as he could, coax another out of you, he was getting you there you had to admit, you dangled on the cusp of your second orgasm.

“I’m going to fuck you so full of my cum” he said and with such an angelic expression on his face, but that was all it took and with one more well aimed thrust and bite along your neck you came again, moaning loudly, feeling blissed out when he came inside you, filling you like you desperately needed to.

“Oh fuck… sorry I went… overboard”

Your arms looped around his neck and pulled him closer, kissing his cheek “Please, go overboard again sometime”

#n/sfw #n/sfw match ups #sabo x you #sabo the revolutionary #one piece x reader

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