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jarofstyles · 3 days

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Can we have some subrry with an oral fixation please? Even a tiny blurb 🩷 I’m on my knees

HELL YEAH I CAN

I haven’t done subrry in a bit so lemme do that

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Warnings- sub!H, mommy kink, messy H, he’s a lil nasty tbh, slight degrading 😈

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“Please. Please let me have it, I promise I’ll make it good.” His voice was strained as Y/N kneeled above his face. It was a beautiful sight, seeing the man near tears as he begged for her to sit on his face.

“I know you will, pet. You always do such a good job for me. But you gave me a little bit of back talk earlier, didn’t you?” She crooned, cupping his cheek as she looked over him. “Not so nice t’me because you’re greedy. Aren’t you?”

“I’m sorry. I’m so sorry, I just- I promise, I didn’t mean it.” He whimpered, hands smoothing over her thighs, leaning his face to kiss her palm. “Never want to upset you. I jus’ missed you so much, and I wanted to taste you so bad. Wasn’t hungry for anything but you.” It had been particularly bratty of him to push the food away that she had made, but anyone who had tasted Y/N knew that he couldn’t be blamed for it.

It was always something she found to be incredible. How deceiving appearances could really be. The larger man faltering at the moment her eyes narrowed or falling to pieces when her hand tightened on the back of his neck, or digging her nails in his skin and making his knees weak. To anyone else who saw them, the assumption would be that he was the man in charge. He was the Dom type, with his tattoos and tall stature. His cocky little smirk and overly confident words, the swagger he had when he walked into the room- his energy owned people the minute they met him. Little did they know that behind the curtains, his eyes glazed over with tears as he plead his case. Desperation clinging to his tone as he begged for her to sit on his face, to taste what he’s been missing. The handsome, charming man with a larger than life aura was a whimpery little sub when his back hit the mattress- or his knees hit the floor.

“But you need to eat before we play, because I need you to have your strength. How else are you gonna be able to take 3 orgasms, huh?” She cooed, the condescending tone going right to his cock, the twitch of it making her pout. “I brought the pretty strap with me, but I dunno if you really deserve it.”

“No!” He cried. “I do, I deserve it, I swear. Mommy, please.” Tears bubbled in those pretty eyes, fear coating his features at the idea of his pleasure being taken away. At the same time, his cock was drooling with precum, making a stringy mess of his belly at the concept. A lot of those things contradicted one another, and yet Y/N found a way to hang it both in the balance. He loved his pleasure, but he loved pain. Being edged was his favorite thing, he thinks, and the girl on top of him did it better than anyone he had ever met.

“Prove it.” She sighed. “Get to work and make me cum, and then I’ll consider if you deserve to get fucked.”

“Thank you, thank you, thank you.” He bleated, pulling her back down onto his face with little hesitation. There was no fear about how messy his face would be, his eager tongue splitting her slit and lapping over her entrance with a broken moan. The heady taste, the way her hands tightened in his hair, he knew this was where he belonged.

He’d always enjoyed eating pussy, but Y/N’s in particular had unleashed a whole new beast in him. A desperate, messy, needy beast that didn’t mind getting sloppy with it when he got the chance to taste her. No semblance of hiding the whimpery moans he let out at the taste of her coating his tongue, hands wrapping around her thighs and pulling her down firmly so he could feel the weight of her on his face. This was what grounded him, being lost in her drippy cunt.

“Careful, Puppy.” She whispered, holding onto the headboard with one hand while the other kept purchase in his hair. “Know you’re a bit of a slut but we can’t have you suffocating. Or would you like that?” The cadence changed, a slow roll of her hips making her swollen pearl brush against the tip of her nose and his tongue slip into her entrance, making her sigh with pleasure.

“Suffocate me. Use me. I’m yours, Mommy. Use my mouth.” The words were muffled as he spoke against her cunt, the wet sounds of his mouth filling the room. It was deprived, nasty even, but it only served to get his cock harder. The tip was swollen and dribbling and he knew it had to be twitching up a storm on his stomach, but his focus was trying to make her cum. Yes, his balls were full and his ass was plugged, making him even more sensitive than he would have been, but she would take care of him.

Or she wouldn’t, and he’d be made to wait another day to cum.

“That’s right, sweet baby. You’re mine to use and to fuck. God, you’ve got such a nice mouth.” She moaned, eyes fluttering shut as she rutted over his face until his mouth caught her clit. “Suck on that, pretty boy. Suck on that clit, show me how desperate for it you really are.”

He tried to respond but it came out as a garbled moan, fingers digging into her ass as he shook his head back and forth a few times before suckling her clit right into his mouth. There was no hint of his shy demeanor from before, moaning like a little bitch as he helped her rock on his face. “Oh- oh, there you go, Puppy. Keep that up. Such a fuckin’ whore.” Y/N laughed, tugging harshly on his hair to get him closer. It would cut off the air for a moment, but it only made him more aroused. “Go on and make me cum, Puppy, or you aren’t getting that perky little ass fucked.”

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rs-hawk · 6 months

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Kinkmas: Day Three

The Yeti

You’ve always hated camping. Actually, hating it is an understatement. You loathe it. Whoever invented camping can go get fucked, disrespectfully. However, when the rest of your Sorority Sisters beg you to go with them because they want to do “bonding” over Winter Break, you don’t feel like you have much of a choice. With a groan and constant complaining, you reluctantly go with them.

You all have your own tent, which you comment on how that really makes no sense if this is supposed to be a bonding thing, but they tell you even for bonding you need privacy. You’re annoyed, mad, cold, and now kind of scared as the night is coming and they put out the fire because no one is going to stay up with it. You want to offer to, but you’re also too scared to be out of the tent by yourself.

You have a fitful sleep, so when you hear a twig break outside, of course it wakes you up. Your mouth feels dry, and you’re shaking in your sleeping bag. Part of you wants to call out to see if it’s one of your Sisters, but you’re scared of the possibility that it’s not. So, you stay huddled in your sleeping bag, staring at the front of your tent, trying to make out any shape.

You feel relieved when you see that it does look like a humanoid figure. However, that doesn’t last long when you realize how large it is. Your mouth goes dry again, and tears prick your eyes. You purposefully picked the most secluded place. No one else should be out this far.

The figure makes its way to you, and before you could cry out, your tent is ripped open. Before you stands a giant creature with long, white hair, and a soft blue tint to its dark skin. You swallow hard when you see a large cock hanging between its-his- legs, and quiver when you notice it hardening as it regards you.

The creature grabs you, tossing you over his shoulder and covering your mouth with one of his large hands. In a matter of moments, you’re far from the campsite, and approaching a cave. You start squirming, trying to escape the grasp of this thing, but to no avail. You get thrown down on a bed-like nest, your sleeping bag ripped off of your body as the creature shoved a finger down your throat.

You gag and drool around it as you try to push it away, but it’s no use. The creature rips off your clothing the same way he did your sleeping bag, and before you realize it, he shoves another of his large fingers inside of you.

You whine and squirm, trying to escape it. It’s bigger than anything you’ve ever taken, and him moving it impossibly slow is still painful. The finger in your mouth pushes deeper, making you audibly gag. That’s when the creature seems to take a bit of care with you. He takes his finger away from your mouth, letting you take deep, greedily breathes.

“Please,” you pant, trying to push his hand away from you. “Stop.”

Of course, he does no such thing. Instead he pushes you down, his fat tongue licking down your neck before he begins to lick and suck on your nipples. Unable to help yourself or stop it, you whine in pleasure. The creature, which you finally recognize as a Yeti from stories, seems to take this as encouragement. The finger inside of you quickens it’s pace as he licks and sucks on your nipples, using his other hand to hold you against him. Your slick finally makes it easier for him to move deeper inside of you.

You let out a chorus of repressed and reluctant moans as he moves inside of you and pleasures you. As much as you hate to admit it, it feels amazing. He starts making his way down your body again, and his large mouth is sucking on your clit. You yelp, bucking your hips against him.

Fuck. Oh fuck.

You groan and whine, panting again as you approach your orgasm. However, just as he’s about to put you over the edge, he stops. You’re about to move to finish it yourself when he buries his massive cock inside of you. A cry bubbles up from your throat as he stretches you impossibly wide, his cock bullying directly into your cervix. You can feel his precum leaking into you as if coating your womb for his cum. You start begging him to stop. It’s too much, but he either doesn’t understand you or doesn’t care.

He repeatedly bullies his cock into your cervix, ramming into you enough to show an imprint of his cock in your stomach. He flips you over, shoving your face into the nest and making him feel so large you feel like you’re going to be split in half. You’re still on the edge of your orgasm, despite all this, so when he starts playing with and teasing your clit, you cum almost instantly. You tighten around his cock, drawing it somehow deeper into you. You grunt and whine as you spasm around him, gripping the nest under you.

In only a matter of moments, he cums deep inside of you, pumping you full of thick ropes of cum. Enough that it spills out of you, but he doesn’t stop. He moans and growls, cramming his cock as far as he can inside of you. All you can do is lay there and take it, and hope that after this, he takes you back to camp.

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ghouljams · 16 days

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See the problem I'm running into is that because I have created an omegaverse where Alphas are the ones fretting over people it means ruts make them eager to please, whiney, and so domineering it is impossible to say no to them(but also why would you want to?)

König, absolute menace that he is and already with free access to his lovely little darling, doesn't have to beg but after the fourth orgasm with his head between your legs he does whine a "please liebchen, just want to make you feel good" when you try to push him away. Never mind that his cock is drooling a wet spot in his pants or that he's so hard it hurts, he has to make sure his honey is taken care of first and for as long as he can.

And if he isn't fucking you he's holding onto you, hugging you, following after you, won't leave you alone because every atom in his body wants to be near you. Good luck using the bathroom he will stand next to you and whine until you hold his hand. If he isn't in bed being a huge baby about the cramps and whining for you to stay and cuddle. Which is really sweet until he's shushing you and trying to bully his thick cock into you, mumbling about babies and taking advantage of the position. "Let me take care of you," is an all too common refrain during a rut.

#cod x reader #x reader #könig x reader #könig cod #könig mw2 #könig call of duty #a/b/o #omegaverse #i realized this writing soap fucking moon on the kitchen floor #that ruts are either so painful(goose) or make the person incredibly whiney pleasure doms(soap)#is any of this legible? no #but i dont care

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daddy-suguru · 1 year

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when you’re insecure

anonymous - asked a question!

feeling insecure so he keeps making you say you're his dream girl & he only has eyes for you, and if you stop saying it, he stops😉 + one of the jjk men?

𝐚𝐮𝐭𝐡𝐨𝐫 𝐧𝐨𝐭𝐞 ⇝ how about all of them?

𝐜𝐡𝐚𝐫𝐚𝐜𝐭𝐞𝐫𝐬 ❥ suguru, satoru, sukuna, kento & toji

𝐰𝐚𝐫𝐧𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐬 ❥ explicit, suguru has you bent over his lap, soft doms all around, praise, fingering, edging, praise, squirting, overstimulation, vibrating wand toy, Kento understanding the difference between harder and faster - a slow rough king, light bondage - kento’s tie, mirror sex, degradation and praise with sukuna since it’s sukuna, double penetration with sukuna, nipple play, Satoru has professional cameras to record you with, he makes you watch one of the videos, cockwarming

𝐬𝐮𝐠𝐮𝐫𝐮

Bent over Suguru’s lap with your cheeks burning, and his thick fingers are stuck deep in your pussy. A thick ring of cream forming at base of Suguru’s knuckles of two of his thick fingers.

Slowly down the pace of his fingers, shallowly pumping them past your lips. Stopping shy of your sweet spot every time as the pressure in your gut quickly vanishes.

He tells you, “Say it or your not cumming beautiful, I want to hear you say you have the prettiest, softest pussy. She takes my cock so damn well, looking so breathtakingly pretty when her wet lips wrap around my cock.” He stops his fingers and you mumble,

“Please keep fingering with my soft pretty pussy. I want to cum all over fingers.” He slips his fingers deeper, rubbing your sweet spot.

Using his familiarity with your pussy to build up the pressure between your legs. And your cheeks burn as you hear your pussy squelch around his fingers. While he groans,

“Good girl princess. I don’t want to hear you doubting yourself again. Otherwise next times I’ll make you cum so many times you’ll be too cockdrunk to even think about being insecure.”

𝐬𝐚𝐭𝐨𝐫𝐮

“Listen to how good you sound moaning my name. Why do you think I record you all the damn time. I haven’t cared to do that with anyone else. But you baby, I don’t want to forget a damn thing. Miss you so much when I have to be away with work.” Holding his phone in front of you to watch him bounce you in his cock.

He had taken this one with a different camera, giving you a different view. And the effortless way he lifted you up before letting you drop. While he thrusts up.

You wished he would bounce you on his cock like a cocksleeve. The way he is in the video. But you sit still on Satoru’s lap. With his cock is balls deep inside of you.

Whining to Satoru, “I sound weird!” And wiggling on his lap, only for him to cease your movement with his large hand. Holding you still flush against him.

The lack of friction, is frustrating. While the fullness is making your pussy drool. And the occasional throbbing twitch of his cock making you tremble.

Satoru coos, “Prettiest moans I’ve ever heard princess. Sometimes I get off on just the sound of your whines, moans and screams. There are even times I can hear pussy juices hitting the floor because you squirted so hard for me. Baby say you sounds beautiful and I’ll bounce you on my cock.”

𝐬𝐮𝐤𝐮𝐧𝐚

“Can’t get enough of your crybaby ass, the only tears I want to see are because you can’t handle taking my thick cocks anymore.” His cheeks burn a dark pink, comforting is foreign to him. But maybe he could fuck it into your head how stunning you are.

Fondling your nipples, switching between roughly pinching and pulling. To soft gentle rubbing to soothe them afterwards. Before switching back to the former.

Both of Sukuna’s thick cocks deep in your pussy and ass. And his bottom hands are pinning your legs back, holding you in a mating press.

Begging, “I look sexy when I’m crying because I can’t handle your monster cocks anymore. Please move Suka nnn I need you to fuck my pretty ass and soft pussy that you can’t get enough of.” He slowly pulls his hips back, slipping each inch of himself out of you slowly. Watching the way his cock tugs your pussy and asshole.

Sukuna smirks and says, “That’s better, such a pretty little human slut for me. Such a perfect beautiful cocksleeve made to take these monster cocks. Mmm love how your pussy and ass doesn’t want to let me go.” Roughly slamming his hips against your’s. The loud smack of his balls hitting your ass meeting your ears.

𝐤𝐞𝐧𝐭𝐨

“Darling your stunning in every way, look at yourself. I love the way you bite your lip, the sweet loving hunger in your pretty eyes. And the way you trembling for me. Don’t look away, I want you see how pretty your face looks when you cum.” You have both of your armed tied behind your back with his tie. Which he is holding onto, keeping you from hiding your face into the pillow. While he slowly but roughly fucks his cock into your pussy.

Your slick is dripping down your thighs. And every soft smack of his balls with against your clit is driving you wild. And when his cock head presses hits the back of your pussy, your eyes flutter shut.

Kento freezes, with your hips pressing against his. He tells you, “Let me see your pretty eyes love, look in the mirror watch while I make love to your beautiful self.” You open your eyes whispering,

“I looks so beautiful taking my handsome husband cock.” Slowly pulls out, his cockhead rubbing that sweet spot. Causing your to tremble, while your jaw drops. An he shallowly pumps his cock, pushing himself back in.

𝐭𝐨𝐣𝐢

Pulling away from your clit with a soft pop. Toji looks up at you from between your legs. While he holds the pulsing wand deep inside you, pressed firmly against your sweet spot.

Holding your hand over your mouth to muffle your sounds. While you try and hold back the intense tingling wet pressure between your legs. Only for Toji to reach up and grab your hand, lacing his fingers through yours.

You whine the line Toji had been making you recite, “I’m your pretty doll. With a cute face, a beautiful body and a soft sweet pussy.” Since you had become to pleasure drunk to think of anything else

Squeezing your hand he soft kisses your clit. While you clench around the toy. While he tells you, “I don’t want to hear ya disrespecting my sweet pussy again. That’s my job.” You gush around the toy. Quickly Toji opens his mouth and sticks his tongue deep in your pussy.

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abc-91 · 3 months

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Aged up Fushiguro Megumi x Catgirl Reader

NSFW

Megumi remembers that moment well, the moment he found a cute catgirl abandoned in the rain. He couldn’t just leave you there; he had to take you home. So that’s exactly what he did. He’s taken very good care of you, always giving you lots of pets and attention, getting you as many toys as you want, and always preparing your favorite meals for you. You’ve been with him for nearly a month now when you start feeling your heat coming on. He’s away at school when it starts, so you’re all alone at home.

When he comes home he finds you mewling on the sofa wearing one of his t-shirts and humping the couch cushions. He feels utterly shocked, and he doesn’t know how to respond. His face turns red, and he reacts the only way he can think of.

“B-Bad kitty!” Your ears instantly perk up and you turn your head. You know you should stop, but the heat between your legs is too strong.

“I said stop!” You whimper in response at his shouting, but you still don’t stop. He grabs you by the waist and pulls you off the couch, causing you to whine to the sudden lack of stimulation. Megumi carries you to your room and puts you in bed.

“Bad kitty! Don’t do that!” His face is bright red and he’s trying to seem stern despite his obvious embarrassment.

“If you’re going to do something like that then do it in your room!” He leaves the room and tears start rolling down your cheeks after being yelled at by your owner. You curl up in bed, putting one of your pillows between your legs and humping it desperately. You’re whining and crying softly. You know it was wrong to hump the couch, but you couldn’t help it. You just wanted your owner to come home and take care of you, but he just yelled at you instead.

Megumi can hear your quiet mewls and whimpers from the living room, and he feels somewhat guilty. He realizes that you’re probably in heat, but he’s too embarrassed to do anything. In fact, he doesn’t really know how to help you. He simply walks to the bathroom and takes a shower to try to calm down. When he gets out of the shower, he can still hear your whining and crying. He feels horrible for yelling at you and is very concerned about you.

That night he lies in bed for a long time, listening to your soft noises of pleasure and sadness. Eventually you quiet down and he thinks you’ve fallen asleep. He goes to check up on you, gently creaking your door open. Megumi sees you curled up in bed drooling as you sleep. He feels relieved that you're resting now, but he still feels very worried about you.

The next morning he wakes up to the sounds of your whimpering again. He gets out of bed and knocks on the door.

“Kitty? Are you alright? Are you hungry?” He doesn’t get a response other than mewls. He lets out a soft sigh.

“I’m going to go out, but I’ll leave breakfast for you in the kitchen if you get hungry.” Megumi makes breakfast, eating his portion and leaving yours out on the counter. He then gets dressed then leaves.

You’re still desperately humping your now wet pillow when you hear another knock on the door.

“Kitty? I got you something. I think it might help you.” Megumi slowly opened the door and walked in with a bag in his hands. He sees that you're grinding on the pillow relentlessly and it makes him turn even more red.

“G-Gumi, help~” You beg softly with tears in your eyes which makes him even more nervous.

“It’s okay, kitten. These should help you.” His hands are a little shaky as he reaches into the bag, pulling out two small boxes.

“Uh you seem a little preoccupied, so I’ll just open them for you.” He nervously opens one box, and shows you the pink and white object that’s shaped sort of like a microphone.

“Here, kitty. If you move this switch it vibrates.” Your eyebrows furrow and you whimper softly, not understanding what the object is for.

“I’ll just leave that for you to figure out…” He opens the other box, taking out a strangely shaped object.

“And you can uhm- you know- with this one.” Megumi awkwardly sets the dildo on your bedside table with the vibrator. You don’t really understand the purpose of the two objects, but you’re far too horny to ask before he starts to leave.

“I’ll leave you alone now, kitty. I hope you like what I got you.”

He awkwardly leaves the room, feeling embarrassed and nervous. You never stopped humping your pillow while he was there. He can still hear your whines and mewls for hours on end.

It’s around noon when he hears you shouting,

“Gumi, help!” He rushes into your bedroom to find you crying and grinding against the pillow.

“K-Kitty?”

“Hurts! It won’t stop!” You whine softly and he notices that you still haven’t touched the sex toys he left on your nightstand either.

“I-It hurts? Did you try the toys?”

“D-Don’t know how, ah-“ You look so desperate and it breaks his heart. He nervously walks over to the bed and grabs the vibrator.

“It’s okay, kitty. I-I’ll help you use them.” He sits on the efge of the bed.

“Can you get off the pillow and lay down on your back for me?” You nod and lay down like he asked.

“Please, Gumi! It’s so hot! It hurts!” Tears stream down your face, and he reaches a hand up to wipe them with his thumb.

“It’s alright. I’ll take care of you now. I’m sorry for yelling at you yesterday; I know you couldn’t help it, right?” You nod and mewl.

“I’m going to help you now. Tell me if it’s too much, okay?” Megumi moves the vibrator to your clit and turns it onto the lowest setting. You meow loudly and arch your back.

“Ah- More Gumi!”

“Is that helping, kitty?” You nod rapidly and whine.

“Want me to turn it up?” You nod again without fully grasping what he means by turning it up, but you soon let out a purr when he turns the setting on the vibrator up.

“Feeling better yet, kitty?” You whimper softly and your legs start to shake. It doesn’t take long for you to climax. You mewl loudly and he shushes you softly. You’re sensitive, but you need more.

“Gumi, more~” You beg softly and he turns the vibrations up higher again.

“Better?”

“No! More!” Megumi turns the vibrator onto the highest setting, causing your body to shake.

“Ahh~” You moan softly while trembling. You’re close to orgasming again. Megumi looks at you with a mixture of concern and embarrassment. He was worried about you, but is it really okay for someone to be using sextoys on their hybrid like this? His cock can’t help but stir at the sight of you moaning and whining in pleasure like this, which only makes him more ashamed. Your eyes roll back into your head.

“M-More, please Gumi”

“I-It’s as high as it can go…”

“No! I need more!” He looks over to the dildo sitting on the nightstand, and grabs it.

“Tell me if it hurts, okay kitten?” You nod without understanding what is going to happen. A loud mewl escapes your mouth when the tip of the dildo nudges against your entrance. He slowly slides it in, making you squirm at the unfamiliar intrusion.

“Shh, kitty. It’s alright.” Your hands dig into the sheets as he starts gently thrusting it in and out of your needy hole while the vibrator continues buzzing on your clit. You feel your orgasm building up, and you can’t hold back anymore. Your back arches and you cum, soaking the sheets yet again. He slows down slightly as you come down from your climax, and he looks at you softly.

“How are you feeling kitty?”

“B-Better, but I need more.”

“More? Want me to move the dildo faster?” You assume he’s referring to the object he’s thrusting in and out of your hot cunt, so you nod eagerly.

“Okay, kitty.” Megumi starts to thrust the dildo into your heat at a more intense pace, causing your head to fall back on the pillow. He hears you mewling and whining as you clench around the dildo.

“F-Feels good… need more!”

“M-More?” He tries to move the dildo faster.

“Like this?” You shake your head.

“What do you want then kitty?”

“I-I don’t know. It’s just not enough.” You cry softly and he panics since he’s moving it as much as he can.

“Uh okay… I uh-“ You whimper and squirm.

“I don’t think it’s big enough… and it’s so cold.” You whine out and he feels ashamed of what he’s about to do.

“Don’t worry, kitty. Your owner is going to take care of it, okay? Just stay still.” He moves the vibrator and dildo away from your desperate cunt, making you whimper in disappointment.

“Shh, just a sec.” You watch as he discards his clothes, leaving him completely naked. Seeing him like this only manages to make your neediness increase. Your thighs rub together on the bed and you mewl. When your eyes wander downwards over his body, you see a large, bulging organ that you don’t have. It looks similar to the dildo he was using on you, but it’s thicker, longer, and more pinkish. You whine desperately and spread your legs for him, figuring out on your own what he’s going to do.

“Oh, my smart kitty. Good girl.” He climbs into bed with you, kneeling between your thighs.

“So pretty. I’ll help you; I promise.” Megumi grabs the base of his shaft and starts to gently rub his cock over your wet heat. You mewl and he grunts softly. He then lines himself up with your entrance, slowly pushing his thick length into you. The stretch stings slightly, making you whimper.

“Oh, princess. It’s alright. It’ll hurt a little at first but I promise it’ll get better.” He gently wipes your tears and pauses his movements for a moment to let you adjust. It doesn’t take long for you to start whining and trying to push yourself down on his cock, so he chuckles and helps you by sliding the rest of his length into you. Megumi gently kisses your temple after he bottoms out.

“Big, Gumi! It’s big! I’m full!” He thinks your rambling is adorable, and he grabs onto your hips.

“Do you like it, kitty? Or is it too much for you to handle?”

“Ah- N-No! I like it!” He chuckles and partially slides out, before sliding back in. You gasp.

“Do you like it when I move like this, kitty?” His voice is a little strained, but still tender.

“Mhm!”

“Want more?”

“Please!” He keeps thrusting in and out of your cunt and he starts moving at a faster pace. Your thighs tremble and you purr.

“Good girl, my little catgirl really is the best kitty for me.” His words turn you on even more, and you can hear him groaning softly into your ear due to the way your heat sucks him in.

“S-So full, Gumi!”

“I never knew my kitty had such a greedy cunt. Sucking me in so well.” He groans, grasping your hips a little tighter as he slams into you harder. You can’t even respond since you’re too busy moaning and purring. He feels you clamping down on him harder, causing him to moan loudly.

“Are you going to cum for me, kitty?” You nod and mewl.

“Go ahead, be a good girl and cum all over your owner’s cock.” Your eyes roll into the back of your head and your thighs tremble. You cream on his cock and he continues slamming into you relentlessly. Megumi kisses you lovingly as you come down from your high and strokes your hair when he pulls away.

“Feeling better, kitty?” He sees you nod, which makes him smile.

“How about I try to see if I can fill you up more?” *Before you can respond, he grabs onto your thighs and pushes them up against your chest. He leans his weight against you, pinning you in a mating press. The new position causes his cock to hit places deep inside of you and for you to experience more pleasure than you knew possible. You purr and he groans in your ear loudly.

“Feels so good, kitten.” His cock pistons in and out of you, tip slamming into your cervix with each thrust. Your walls flutter around his cock.

“Aw, is my kitty going to cum again already?” You nod and a few tears roll down your face.

“I’m close too, kitty. Want to cum with me?” He hears you mewl in response.

“Just hold off for another minute, can you do that?”

“M-Mhm.”

“Good girl. I’m almost there I promise.” He grunts louder while your cunt squeezes his cock tighter as you try to hold off on your orgasm. Megumi grows closer to climaxing with each drag if his cock against your walls.

“Oh kitty! Cumming!” He buries his cock inside of you and stills. You moan and release around him as his load shoots against your womb. You feel a warm, hot feeling spreading in your stomach from his cum spraying inside of you, which makes you whimper more. He holds you tightly until he finishes filling you with his seed. He relaxes and pants softly, but keeps his cock fully sheathed inside of you.

“Good girl, kitty.” He kisses your temple.

“I love you so much.

“Love you too, Gumi.” He leans away slightly and lets your legs down from your chest, but he then goes back to resting on top of you.

“Do you feel better?”

“Mhm, but I’ll probably get needy again soon.”

“That’s alright, kitten. I’ll help take care of your heats from now on.”

“Thank you, Gumi. I’m so lucky to have you as my owner.”

“Aw, thank you, princess.”

“Gumi, am I going to get pregnant with your kitties now?”

His face turns red as he sees the adorable look in your eyes.

“Uhm, well.”

“Aw, Gumi, I want babies with you!” He’s even more embarrassed and nervous now.

“I’m not sure if that’s a good idea…”

“Why not? I wanna have kitties! Please! I’ll take good care of them, I promise!”

“Oh sweetie, I know you would. Maybe we can keep trying for kitties then.”

✼　 ҉ 　✼　 ҉ 　✼　 ҉ 　✼　 ҉ ✼　 ҉ 　✼　 ҉ 　✼　 ҉ 　

#megumi x you #jjk megumi #megumi imagine #megumi fushiguro x reader #megumi smut #fushiguro x reader #fushiguro smut #megumi x reader #megumi fushiguro #jjk fushiguro #fushiguro x y/n #megumi x y/n #hybrid #catgirl

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mopopshop · 15 days

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Emily Engstler X Fem!Reader headcannons

absolutely listens to bryson tiller dude i don’t care

will BEG you to get a tattoo with her, doesn’t even have to be matching but she’s so obsessed w them and wants to share that w you

@yappersblog who made the girly!reader x emily headcannons i’m gen obsessed w them and thank you for ur service girly but anyways she loves when u get ur nails done and will send like inspo pics to you all the time

“baby pls get these oml”

“you’d look so fine in these”

“next set inspo??? 😫”

loves when you play w her hair bcs ur nails scratch her scalp real nice

makes fun of your height difference (bcs cmon guys yk she loves her short gyals)

a neck kiss girly for LIFE, probably not hickeys but she’ll sit there while you cuddle and mouth at your neck for hours

can never not be touching you like hand on the waist at all times

one handed driver 😩 (just thinking abt her hands oh my goodddd)

such a softy in private, like always little spoon, follows you around the apartment like a little puppy and won’t admit it but loves when u baby tf out of her

her favorite way to nap is like sleeping under your shirt (i genuinely find that so cute like them lil couples on tiktok do it and i NEED it)

has a highlight on insta dedicated to you but it’s only candid pics that she took cus she literally loves everything you do and thinks you look pretty 24/7

she sounds so sexy speaking german and you literally drool every time she does (y’all idek if she’s bilingual don’t come for me this is just headcannons😔)

let’s you braid her hair for games

wants you to get her initial on your nails

eye contact is WILDDD, literally obsessed with seeing you get flustered when she makes you look her in the eyes

UGH STONER GFS just cus i know she’d be hot as hell when she’s faded

her morning voice 😣 like it’s obviously already raspy but in the morning?? knees weak

hates making tiktok’s emily x loves it reader (i’m DOING THIS NEXT YALL) will literally run away the second you try to get her in frame

won’t shut up about you in post game interviews

even though she hates being in tiktok’s if you make like a thirst trap or smth she’ll make sure some part of her is in frame so ppl know you’re taken

jealous and possessive(not in a bad way yall! 😜😜🙏🏾) and will immediately shut down anyone trying to flirt w you

“You’re so pretty!” “She knows, thanks”

“That dress looks so good on you” and before you can even respond she jumps in “Thank you so much! I bought it” hella sarcastic

I don’t think she’s a big drinker but she def gets down w sum 🍃 anyways she’s like ur designated babysitter if you get blackout

alr thanks everyone!! i’m literally starving for emily content so i had to make some for myself, there will definitely be more 🫶🏾

also i need these roster lists im actually gnawing at the bars of my enclosure

#women’s basketball #ncaa women’s basketball #ncaa #wlw #washington mystics #wnba #emily engstler #emily engstler x reader

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i-turned-into-the-stone · 2 months

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Smut Dump 3: SinB

A/N: A quick smut for a friend in the basement so might contain some nonsensical scene. This is also my last smut fic for the time being because I received a new commission, yay! My inbox is always open though. A lot of stuff is marinated in there but feel free to throw in more pickles, lol.

T/W: (A little heavier stuff than normal) Rape, Dorm Invasion, Degrading Dialogue, Hardcore, Anal, Anal Prolapse

You slowly unlock the door of Viviz's dorm room and slip inside in the main area, your heart racing with sick excitement at what you're about to do. The living room is empty except for SinB herself, sitting on the couch watching a video of old GFRIEND's live performances, reminiscing good old times in her lonesome.

She doesn't notice you at first, too engrossed in the video of herself dancing and singing on stage. You lick your lips hungrily as you watch the way the blanket covering her legs rides up, giving teasing glimpses of her smooth thighs.

Moving up behind her, you clamp a hand over her mouth just as she senses your presence and tries to scream. "Don't make a sound bitch," you hiss in her ear, "Unless you want your pretty little face all over the internet."

She trembles against you, her eyes wide with terror as you use your free hand to bind her wrists together with zip ties. "I've wanted to fuck you for so long, been dreaming of stuffing my thick cock inside that perfect pussy and ass of yours."

SinB whimpers against your palm, struggling weakly as you drag her over to the TV and force her to kneel in front of it. With a few taps on her phone, a compilation video starts playing - a montage of SinB's most provocative dance moves and upskirt shots taken by obsessive fans.

"You're going to watch this whole fucking thing while I use those slutty holes," you snarl, undoing your pants and taking out your already hard cock. "If you're a good girl and take it all, I might let you cum too."

She shakes her head desperately but you just grab a fistful of her hair and shove your cockhead against her sealed lips. "Open up whore or I'll fuck your pretty face bloody!"

Sobbing, SinB reluctantly parts her lips and you immediately thrust your hips forward, burying half your shaft in the wet heat of her mouth. You groan loudly, savoring the feeling as you lock eyes with her reflection giving a sultry look in the fap video.

"Yeah, that's it you little slut. Suck my dick while you watch yourself being a cock tease on stage..." With your free hand you reach around and grope her full tits roughly through her shirt, using them as handles to fuck her face harder and deeper.

SinB gags and chokes as you mercilessly skull-fuck her, drool leaking from the corners of her stretched lips and tears streaming down her cheeks. But you couldn't care less about her discomfort, bucking your hips wildly to bury your cock to the root in her convulsing throat.

"Take it all you thirsty whore!" you grunt, getting off on the sight of her pretty face contorting so lewdly around your fat dick. "Feel how fucking hard you've made me by being such a filthy slutty tease!"

On the TV, the fap video loops to SinB shaking her hips suggestively, her tight skirt riding up to expose the curves of her ass cheeks. You pull out of her spit-slick mouth, smearing the mixture of spit and pre-cum across her gasping face.

"Look at yourself, fucking begging for this cock," you hiss, roughly flipping her over onto her forehead and knees. Her short skirt has ridden up, putting her panty-clad ass and thighs on full display. "You want this so bad, don't you slut?"

She shakes her head but that only makes you chuckle darkly. Seizing the back of her underwear, you yank it aside, exposing her bare pussy lips already glistening with arousal despite her fear.

"We'll see about that.” Line up your cock and drive it into her tight pussy in one violent thrust. SinB screams in pain as you bottom out inside her, her pussy stretching to accommodate your girth. "Fuck yeah, take every fucking inch you little cumbucket!"

Grabbing her hips with bruising force, you begin pistoning in and out of her dripping slit, keeping a brutal pace. With the fap video playing on loop in front of you, fucking this K-pop goddess's perfect cunt is even hotter than you imagined.

"Ahh! Please, no more!" SinB cries out desperately, her body jolting with the force of your savage thrusts. "It hurts so much! Take it out, I'm begging you!"

But her whimpered pleas and tears only stimulate you on, driving you to fuck her abused pussy even harder and deeper. You keep your grip on her hips, pulling her back onto your jackhammering cock with each brutal stroke.

"Shut the fuck up slut," you shout, drunk on the tight, wet friction of her velvet walls convulsing around your cock. "I'll fuck these whore holes however I want, you got that?"

You punctuate your words with a series of punishingly deep thrusts, making SinB wail as you batter against her cervix. Her petite frame shudders beneath you, overwhelmed by the ruthless reaming you're giving her sopping cunt.

"P-please...have mercy...I'll do anything..." she sobs brokenly, drool and mascara streaking her anguished face. But her teary, debased expression reflected in the TV screen, juxtaposed with the video of her confidently performing, just makes you want to defile her even more.

Letting go of her hips, you grab a chunk of her hair and yank her head back at a cruel angle. "Yeah, you'll do anything I say like the worthless fuckdoll you are!"

SinB's wails become muffled groans as you jackhammer into her from behind, taking her throat in a strangling side choke with your other hand. Overstimulated and choking, she convulses but your iron grip holds her in place, ruthlessly pumping her cunt full of your thick meat.

Your savage rutting of her dripping pussy eventually sends SinB into a series of shuddering, toe-curling orgasms. Her strangled moans fill the room as her cunthole clamps and quivers around your invading cock.

You laugh as you watch her frame convulse from the forced climaxes, smacking her ass hard enough to leave a red hand print.

But as soon as her shuddering slowly subsides, you yank your slick cock from her gaping, swollen hole with a satisfying wet noise. SinB whimpers pitifully, gaining a brief respite that you have no intention of allowing.

"Did you really think I was done with you?" you sneer, grabbing her hair again and flipping her over onto her back.

Through tear-streaked eyes, she watches helplessly as you lift and spread her legs in a wide split. Your thick, spit-slicked cock bobbing mere inches from her pink asshole, teasing her with what's still to come.

"This ass is mine next, bitch. I'm going to fucking ruin you, make sure you can never walk right or look at yourself on stage again without remembering how I turned you into my personal whore!"

SinB's eyes roll back in her head and she wails like a woman possessed as you press the bulbous head of your cock against her puckered, virgin asshole and start pushing.

"Oh god, please NOOOOOO!!!" SinB howls in excruciating anguish as you force the bulbous crown of your cockhead past the clenched ring of her untouched asshole.

Her entire structure thrashes beneath you as you impale her mercilessly, not stopping until you've brutally sheathed every sadistic inch inside her vice-tight anal passage.

"Fuuuck this ass is squeezing me so fucking tight!" you grunt, savoring the hot spongy friction gripping your pulsing cock.

Tears of agony pour from SinB's eyes and she writhes in tormented ecstasy, stretched to her absolute limits around your thick cock reaming out her most private depths.

"You'd better relax that slutty hole of yours, because I'm going to fucking destroy it!" you state, grasping her ankles and pinning her legs to either side of her quivering body.

With that warning, you withdraw until just the engorged head of your shaft remains, then surge forward in one stab. SinB's shriek of pain reverberates through the room as you start throwing the full weight of your body into raping her virgin ass.

The TV screen gives you a POV look at her face twisting in depraved euphoria with each savage stroke, mouth gaping and eyes rolling as you constantly rip her asshole. Her hands under her back claw futilely at the floor as waves of torture overwhelm her senses.

It's almost too much for you to handle - the unbearable tightness of SinB's rubbery asshole clenching around your dick, trying to repel the relentless anal reaming. Her shrill screams of pained ecstasy fill the room, echoing through your pounding head.

"That's it bitch, take every fucking inch like the worthless whore you are!" you roar, spit flying as you pile-drive her backside without mercy. "I'm going to rip you in half and leave you gaping!"

All sense of pleasure blends into an agonizing, blinding blur for her. SinB's mind shorts out, brain reduced to a primal state by the sadistic treatment her once virgin asshole is enduring. She can only lie there and howl like a banshee, eyes bulging and body jolting with each jab that hilts you balls deep.

Suddenly you seize her ankles like a hawk, pinning her trembling thighs vertically and suspending her lower body in the air. This new unforgiving angle allows you to hammer right into her core, impaling her helpless sphincter with pile-driver force.

“Take my fucking dick, you cumrag!" you howl, sweat stinging your eyes as your assaulting hips become a blur.

Her screeching hits fever pitch as you mash her female prostate, railing her ass with fury. You're distantly aware of the sounds of her sphincter squelching and stretching to its limits around your pistoning cock.

SinB can barely process the sensations wracking her body anymore. Her mind has fogged over, overwhelmed by the waves of anguished bliss crashing through her nerve endings.

Fuck the pain in her now-bloodied, gaping asshole as you degrade it without letup. Her pussy has betrayed her, convulsing erratically and squirting rivulets of girl cum across her heaving belly and thighs.

This bitch toy is in a semi-conscious nirvana now – eyes rolled back, chest flushed crimson, mouth lolling open in a silent scream of tormented ecstasy.

You can read it in the glazed, cock-drunk look on her face as crystal-clear as the fap video looped in front of you: She's becoming addicted to the act of being savagely defiled.

"That's right you fucking whore, just let it all go," you grunt, sweat and spit raining down on her splayed, convulsing form. "Give in to being nothing but a set of fuckholes!”

With one hand, you slide your thick fingers into her sloppy, overflowing cunt, finger-banging her as your hips shoot forward in piston-blur, anal-digging her within an inch of her life.

SinB barely registers your harsh words, lost in a transcendent state of masochistic rapture as you violate her most intimate spaces. Her swollen pussy spasms and squirts around your probing digits while her bowels burn and stretch around your ravaging cock.

"Now THIS is how you make fucking music video cum-slut!" you roar through gritted teeth as your hips become a blur - alternating between rail-gunning her abused asshole and resurging forward to corkscrewed-fuck her squirting cunthole.

SinB can do nothing but moan and drool, her legs akimbo in the air and limbs flopping lifelessly like a broken puppet's as you use her petite frame as your personal onahole playground.

You're huffing, simultaneously driving your cock to the base in her bowels while fisting her sloppy, overwrought pussy. She makes a gurgling sound - eyes rolled back and tongue lolling out as you balls deep inside her. Her abused anal fuckhole fibrillates and flutters around your pumping cock, as though begging for mercy. You grant SinB none.

You groan in pleasure, giving no quarter as you wantonly violate her spasming holes. Your sack clenches suddenly, taut and heavy as the volcanic orgasm builds. With a loud grunt, you snap your wrist forward, burying your fist knuckle-deep inside her pulsating pussy even as you rail her sticky pooper to the insheathing.

"Get fucking bred, you whore!" you bellow, as thick volleys of bubbling spooge begin filling her abused intestinal tract.

A deep, cataclysmic groan escapes your lips as that pent-up load finally erupts. Blast after blistering blast of boiling jizz hose into SinB's asshole, immediately overwhelming her previously vice-tight sphincter into a gaping, prolapsed ruin.

"AAAAAAUUUUUUGGGGHHHHHHHHHH!" she shrieks almost subhumanly as her bowels inflate with your scalding seed, belly distending obscenely to accommodate the flood of baby batter pumping her ruined guts full.

You don't stop there however, snarling like a rabid beast as you fuck her demolished ass even after unloading what feels like a gallon inside. SinB's frenzied howls of pulsating pain and rapture provide the perfect symphony to your merciless coda.

Cock still lodged to the root in her sloppy, spooge-drenched asshole, you rain a flurry of brutal slaps and hooks across her tear-streaked face and tits. The once-proud K-pop idol's groans dissolve into dazed gurgles of submission, features swelling into a chaotic mess of red.

By the time you wrench free your still-throbbing member from the ruins of her rectum, SinB is all but catatonic - consciousness shutting down from the singularly shattering ordeal of being sodomized into oblivion.

Reddened handprints and cum seal the broken, conquered look on her ruined face. Her gaping, prolapsed asshole now adorned with a disgusting crimson ring - a permanent souvenir that will forever garishly remind her of her true value as rape meat.

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honeyshiddendesire · 1 month

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Smoker x Female Reader - Love

Warnings: Vaginal penetration, praise kink, Strangers meeting in a bar, going back to your place, belly bulge, size kink/difference, mating press, overstimulation, mentions of pussy eating

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Smoker watched you on the other side of the bar denying patron after patron that flirted with you and couldn’t help the smirk that started to paint his face. He wondered if you were high maintenance or just super picky, the idea of a challenge that didn’t involve pirates piqued his interest and quickly he found himself smoothly making his way over to you. Sitting beside you calmly without even glancing at you just to see if you’d look first, and being the wise older man he was he was right. Your eyes sneakily taking a peek only to widen as you shyly scanned his physique, face going darker and pupils blowing with obvious desire at the mystery man that sat beside you.

“Need a drink, love?” Smoker asked, finally turning to look at you with a charming smirk, loving how you couldn’t even form a word and just cutely nodded. Bingo! After a couple drinks you became more open even accidentally spilling how you came to find some fun but no one caught your eye till he came along. It might not be known but Smoker did love pleasing pretty girls like you, so after downing his drink and slamming the glass he leaned toward your ear with a smirk.

“Tell me love…want to get outta here so I can give you that fun you were looking for.” Smiling all pretty at him he took that as a yes and escorted you out.

Quickly you made it back to your place and found yourself naked in a second, Smoker, you learned his name was had you taken care of like never before. Pussy slick from round after round of making you cum on his tongue and fingers alone all the while spilling sweet praises to you.

“Dammit love you taste so good, too bad those other guys in the bar couldn’t get their hands on ya.” Smoker grunted as he licked his lips of your essence, your chest rising and falling at a rapid rate as you stared at him with half lidded eyes. Your hands above you from gripping the sheets and he only grinned as he undid the belt of his pants, unzipping them and pulling out his cock that made you gasp.

He was hung like a fucking horse, thick and veiny, with a length that made your mouth drool but brain panic. He already stretched you with three of his amazingly thick calloused fingers like no one's business but you still wondered if he would even fit. Smoker only worsened your panic as he stroked his cock and laid it on your stomach, the tip barely an inch below your belly button. “Oh don’t you worry love I’ll take it nice and slow for ya.”

Slowly entering his fat tip causing you to gasp and hiss, nails clawing at his shoulders as he held your legs back and open for him. “Take a breath for me love and just relax. I’ll have you feeling good in no time princess, just you wait.” Smoker’s deep groan made you shiver and unintentionally tighten around him, “Oh fuck love. Careful squeezing me so tight or I won’t take it easy on you.”

With every slow inch that he pushed inside of you your mind went numb and quickly you found yourself begging for more, “Please! Please Smoker, I can take it!” Smoker only raised a brow at your begging but he lived to serve, he was a marine after all. So sliding into your cunt with a forceful thrust that knocked the wind out of you he couldn’t help but curse, “Fuck ~ that’s it love. Knew just by looking at you that you could take some dick.” Shaking your head in agreement you only clawed at his broad shoulders more as you felt him deep in your stomach, something no one else has managed to do for you.

Giving a loud whistle Smoker couldn’t help himself as he placed one of your legs on his shoulder so he could push down on the bulge in your tummy. “Would you look at the love~so far inside ya your stomachs poking out. Damn that’s a good look on you girl.” He couldn’t take waiting after seeing something like that and found his hips moving like they had a mind of their own. Pulling all the way out till your stomach dropped only to slam back in filling you all the way up with a raspy moan leaving him. “Ah fuck love that’s it.”

“AH! Yesyesyes! Fuck that feels so~ goood~!” Your screams were loud and high pitched making his ego grow by each thrust he gave you.

His cock stretching you so full you found yourself gushing the fastest you ever have, arms falling above your head and he only smirked at the way you gripped the sheets. Each powerful thrust making your tits bounce and he leaned down practically bending you in half so his greedy mouth could lick and swirl around your sensitive nipple. A moan leaves him as he pushes your legs further back to make room for his wide shoulders, mouth never removing from your breast. Licking and sucking marks to remember him bye.

“O~oh fuck yes! S-Smoker!” You whined as he nipped at your nipple, sucking at your skin till he reached your neck. “What’s up love? You gonna soak my cock again. Such a good pussy taking me all the way. You’re doing so good for me ya know that?” His words made you shiver but a gasp left you as you felt him sneak a hand to your aching clit, whimpers of his name leaving your drool glistened lips. “Go ahead, love I know you want. Get my cock all nice and wet love so I can keep on fucking you till you pass out.”

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starshipsofstarlord · 21 days

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sub!daryl headcanons

summary. what it would be like to have a subby daryl at your hands 🥵😭

warnings. smut obviously, hair pulling, aftercare, oral (both male and female receiving), face sitting, unprotected sex, ass slapping, saliva swapping, praising, teasing, finger and nipple sucking, pet names (and a little degradation), fluff

MINORS DNI (18+), I DO NOT CONTROL YOUR CONSUMPTION ON THIS BLOG 👻

divider credits. @cafekitsune

he will literally do whatever you say, he is just pussy whipped and a lil’ obedient when it comes to you. all he wants is for you to praise him and make him feel better, and loved. being the submissive one in the relationship makes him feel so taken care of, and it’s something he’s never had before, and he is so appreciative that you’re willing to be his care and pleasure giver

pulling his hair always has him whining desperately, especially if you’re sat on his cock or stroking it when doing so. it just sparks some kind of feral control over him, and he’ll gasp and groan and beg for more, and it’s an easy way to grasp his attention if he’s distracted by his own thoughts or current ongoings

you’d tease his swollen cock, making the archer buckle beneath you as you hovered above him, as you’d line up his cock with your pussy. to make him even more desperate and more of a whimpering mess, you’d slip just the head in your entrance, pulling it out and sliding it through your folds, repeating the action. he’d be babbling for more, hardly being able to make out words as he’s near tears

he will eat you out for hours, until his jaw is aching and cramping, it is his favourite meal, no matter what mood he’s in. whether he’s feeling submissive or just lost, he sees it as his home. he buries his face in between your legs, desperate to please you, and he’d look up to make sure that he’s doing a good job and pleasing you

when you grab his hips, he feels so small (even if there is a size difference), he’d love it. it makes him feel safe and looked after, and he knows he can rely on you, to not only subside his hunger to feel pleasure, but in general. and he is addictive to seeing whether or not he has bruises on his hips, he loves to press his fingers down on them and feel the ache above his hipbone and remember all of the things that had lead to that. you also pin him down by his hips if he acts up whilst you’re having sex or being gracious enough to give him a blow job; it’s a reminder that you’re in control, and he loves that, especially considering how often he has to take charge out on runs with some of the idiots that have joined your community

it’s dirty, he knows it, but he loves it when you brush your fingers or one of your thumbs against his lips, sliding them in past them and ordering him to suck them. sometimes you’ll push them in farther, forcing him to gag on your fingers and he loves how breathless it makes him, and he can physically feel the tears prick at his eyes

if he’s a good boy, which he tries his best to be, you’ll comb your fingers through he’s hair, whether at the time he’s giving you oral or is laying on your chest after an exhausting session together. he loves to use your tits as a pillow, no big or small they are, and if he’s dazed or just feeling needy, he’ll begin suckling on your nipples, not only because he wants to but he knows that you’ll play with his locks

there are a fair few positions the two of you have tried, but you always end up going back to the same two that make you feel closer. cowgirl is the most often, where he can see your tits bouncing in his face and he can bury it in them, sucking on your tits and drooling from the pleasure, muffling his moans in your womanly globes. reverse cowgirl makes him feel so light headed, where he can see you using his fat cock, and you dig your fingernails into his legs causing him to whimper. if you’re in the missionary position, he’ll chortle in bliss, pounding in you as fast or slow as you want him to

kind of a repeat, but he loves loves loves to be praised, it makes his chest feel full of pride, and his stomach swarm with butterflies. phrases like ‘good boy’ make him feel appreciated and encourages him to keep up his good work. ‘dirty redneck’ is a term you save for when he’s practically salivating and unable to keep his hands from touching you. it makes him even harder than before, and it turns him on when you slap his hands away

bruising kisses that take his breath away are a must, he tries to kiss you more when his eyes closed, and although he should have realised that you’d have pulled away as you often do, he opens his eyes with annoyance, it’s as though sometimes you encourage his brat attitude . and so you bite his lip, nipping at it as though you’re threatening to draw blood

you cherish him all, and if he’s feeling particularly insecure, you’ll show adoration for his entire body, including his scars. you’ll lay him down on the bed, his cock pressing achingly hard into the sheets as you flutter kisses across the permanent lines in his back. whether they’re old or new scars, you’ll show love to them all the same, telling him how beautiful he is and how you are so lucky to ‘have a good boy like him’

it’s a reward, and he knows it. although he can’t help himself from acting like a starved man if you sit on his face, he’ll devour your pussy, wanting to taste you for as long as you allow him to, eyes flittering between your perfectly rested mound and your face, which is either unfocused and thrown back in pleasure as you use him, or glaring with integrity down at him, which would make his cock twitch with anticipation

if he’s feeling a little risky he will begin grabbing your hair, although he knows that he has been taught better by you. he’d earn a slap on the hand, or you’d curl your fingers tightly around his wrist with a vice grip, and he would freeze. and so in response you’d tease his cock and grasp the base of it tightly, causing his breaths to become stuttered

at times when he’s cock is filling you up amidst your instructions, your reach down and fondle his balls, playing with them to cause him to thrust in surprise inside of you. again, it was just another reason for you to scold him, and you’d grasp his ass cheek, slapping it, and although he tells you he despises it his lies slip through as he moans in pleasure

he was is thirsty submissive, and he’ll open his mouth before you’ve even asked him to, awaiting for you to spit in his mouth. and you would, and he’d hold your saliva inside of his mouth until you commanded him to swallow. he’d be on his knees with an open mouth, just patiently waiting because he knows you can’t say no to that particular desire of his

when you’re feeling horny, you’ll take him as you please. you’ll shove him against walls, on the bed, or any surface that will do. you’ll pin him wherever, just so you can feel in control of something. he knows to oblige without refusal then, even if it makes things difficult, such as when you caress his jean clad cock whilst you’re seated behind him on his bike, and he has to pour all of his focus into not veering

caressing his cheek after he’s cum is almost like a ritual, his cheeks are flushed from the heated blood that has become pigmented on his face, as he huffs to catch his breath. he’ll go all dosey, as he leans into your touch, although he always holds off from cumming until you tell him to

he’s a moaner, shattered versions of your name will escape his lips. hell even mumble it when you’re in the shower, the spray of water falling on you both, even if you aren’t having sex in there. you’ll douse him in body wash if you were lucky enough to find some on a run, rubbing his chest and back and removing the sweat that has smothered his body. and you’ll gently clean his cock, causing him to heave out high pitched whimpers from the overstimulation but he loves it

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partycatty · 2 months

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johnny cage > take a load off

johnny had a bad day of work, so you take care of him .... ;)

warnings: the sloppiest toppy known to mankind, overstimulate that whore, also i don't fully understand male meat and how long their ultimate ability cooldown is

notes: @crimsonbubble coming in clutch again with the inspo! this was so FUCKING hard to write, i poked and prodded at this for days before i felt okay with it.

[ masterlist ]

• "baby, i just said i had a bad day at work, you don't need to do all this," johnny's fingers twirl in your hair as your cheek presses against his thigh, fiddling with his belt buckle.

• you tell him you want him to relax for once, being a director is so much more work than being a pretty boy on camera. he visibly twitches in his seat, shifting his hips forward ever so slightly. complying with your desire, his thighs part even further for you.

• "you know i can't turn down that sweet face," johnny reaches between his legs down to your face, lightly squishing your cheeks with one hand. he leans back on the couch, stretching his arms out behind the back and getting himself comfortable as you finally tug his slacks away from his hard-on, tapping his thigh so he pulls his hips upward and lets you slide his pants to his knees.

• getting access to his boxer briefs and the strained cock underneath, you waste no time in attempting to get a taste, licking a fat stripe up the fabric as your hot mouth makes him shiver in anticipation.

• you answer his sharp intake of breath by feeling up the length of his shaft, catching your fingers against his tip and milking it of precum as it begins to pool in the fabric of his boxers, darkening the spot nicely. you pump him slowly through his underwear as he bites down on his finger, restraining himself from spilling nasty words of desperation your way.

• tempted to draw them out, you squeeze just enough to make him twitch, feeling his cock throb in your grip as you grasp the base of his cock, observing how much it tents up.

• "play nice," he gently warns you, tilting his head back with a groan. "don't be a tease, doll."

• little does he know that any attempt to ask for the real thing only prolongs such. you begin to stroke his cock through the boxers and he writhes and wriggles, muffling whimpers with his palm slapped over his mouth. his hips involuntarily buck up when you kiss his tip, swirling your palm around his tip in a circular motion.

• you ask him what's wrong in that deadly sultry voice of yours, continuing this circling with a devious look. johnny parts his fingers, showing his parted lips as he gasps and whines.

• "pl..." he swallows thickly, his honey eyes wet with need. "please."

• your hand speeds up, pulling more whimpers and begs from his plush lips.

• "ohh - fuck, fuckfuckfuck please, i-" moans spill from his mouth, beyond desperate for your touch. "please, i'll be good, i'll be so good, please take it out, i can't-"

• his pleadings for pleasure finally are satiated when you free his dick from its constraints, letting out an impressed noise as his length bounces up and slaps against his stomach. you'd never seen his cock so pink and needy, a fresh pearl of precum beading at the slit. his face was flushed, brows knitted together and he looked as if he could cum there and then out of need.

• fueled by the desire to have him squirm and whimper, you hollow your cheeks out as your lips absorb his tip, swirling your tongue and tasting the eager precum as it drools out. his hand flies down to the back of your head, only to freeze midway and reach back up to cover his eyes. you wanted control, and he was giving it to you. if he looked down at the sight, though, he feared he'd finish early — which could only lead to more torture.

• hoping to catch him off guard, you fully sink down onto his cock, letting it embrace the fleshy walls of your mouth and throat as it glides in with ease. you had taken him many times before like it was a hobby, so it was no real sweat, that is until it became a little too much right off the bat.

• just as your nose brushes against his crotch, he lets out a cry of incoherent whines, bucking up as far as your throat allowed him, which wasn't much at this point. curses and your name drooled from his lips even as he tried to bite them shut, gripping the couch with all of his might lest he try to fuck your face through his orgasm. you look up at him in surprise as you lips remained around him, raising an eyebrow as his cum forces its way into your throat.

• "mmfgh— i'm sorry," he whines before letting out a long sigh. "sorry, sorry, i — it was too much." his face is red with embarrassment. never in all his time did he cum so quickly to anyone but you, you were like his horny kryptonite and it embarrassed the hell out of him.

• you tut, pumping lazily at his cock and your eyes flick between it and his flushed face. looking down, you realize that his cock is still semi-hard, and you decide that you're not quite done with johnny. he seems to understand that too, eyes widening in worry at just how far you'll push him tonight while also coming to the realization that he's super into this...

• you flick his chubbed dick with amusement, switching between that and strokes just to watch him jolt and gasp from his sensitive area being toyed with so cruelly. you manage to work him up again just right, and his cock hardens not quite back to maximum but enough to properly work with.

• johnny wants to tell you to stop, that it's all too much and he can't come again, but he knows better by now, and is honestly curious to see if you truly could pull another one out of him.

• "i already came—" he pleads, trailing off in hope you understand his warning that he may not be able to continue. you give him a funny look, like he said something truly stupid.

• "...okay?" you frown, tilting your head. "s-so?"

• "so i..." he swallows thickly, holding his own cheek as his gaze averts. "i'm not sure how much left i got in me."

• you hum, not in agreement though. in acknowledgement, ignoring his warning as your lips envelop his tip once more and he lets out a strained cry, arching his back from the couch. he's overly sensitive, you were sure to target his tip beforehand, now it was time to please the rest.

• your hands raise to his body, using a great deal of strength to pin one to his stomach and the other up his shirt to flick your finger around his hardened nipple. from your position it was hard to get a full feel, so you instead pinched it between your index and middle finger's lengths. at the same time, you sink further onto his cock, inspecting every crease in his face as they contort.

• "you're — oh, fuck — you're so mean to me," he whines, panting as he tries pathetically to escape from your touch. "i think i may die."

• "don't be a baby," you hum as your lips kiss the slit, making him whimper again as the vibrations of your voice send a white hot pleasure through his nervous system. johnny tries to laugh at your insult, but he's so nervous and needy he can't find his usual chuckle in his throat, only a breathy giggle interrupted by a longer groan as you return your mouth to his cock.

• this time, you're focused on the entirety of the length and johnny only finds enough strength to brush your hair from your face, fingers twitching each time you reach the base of his shaft.

• bobbing at a brutal pace now, the wet squelch of your throat threatens to sound downright gross. your lips are dripping, drooling from a mixture of saliva and the slick of cum left saturating in his skin. you toy with his balls lazily, letting out grumbly moans that drive johnny to see stars.

• his back is arching hopelessly, head thrown back as his pornographic moans echo through the high ceilings of your living space, crying out as if he needs some kind of higher being to grant him the mercy to finish again.

• his prayers are answered when his orgasm rides up on him quickly, enhanced by his sensitivity. his heavy cock twitches and throbs on your tongue, and you know exactly what's bound to happen; you pull away entirely, wrapping your hand around his dick and squeezing so hard he's cut off from spilling his seed across his stomach.

• at this blatant and cruel denial, johnny's lashes dampen with frustration and need, looking down at you with a bewildered expression as pleas spill from his lips.

• "please," he begs like he might explode. "please, please, don't do that, i need to cum so fu— baby, i'm not joking. i'm gonna die."

• "i thought you couldn't cum?" his own words fly back at him and all he can do is let out a cry of anger at the denial, pouting at your cocky expression.

• he speaks through his teeth, clenching hard on his jaw to avoid the tears flowing. "i can."

• "i dunno," you gently squeeze onto his cock again, and it genuinely looks like it might burst from how swollen it's gotten. "i don't think so..."

• grunting in frustration, he takes the opportunity to fuck himself on your hand, planting his arms on the couch and bucking up into you with a frenzied need pulled from somewhere deep and submissive inside of him. he probably couldn't take it, and sincere doubts clouded his mind, but the need for a release was so overwhelming he was starting to lose his other senses.

• he deserved some kind of release, you figured as you let him use your hand as he wanted. it's only about thirty seconds or so before he's whimpering again, eyes clenched shut as he focuses on cumming into your fist for the second time. matching his speed, you twist your fist as he fucks into it, and it's here that you notice he's actually crying.

• his nose is pink and his cheeks are rosy, highlighting the shine of two fine tearstreaks running down his cheeks and it unlocks something ugly and primal in your core. may the elder gods forgive your carnal desire to have one of the chosen ones cry at your touch.

• both of your hands fold behind your back abruptly as johnny now fucks into the air, desperate for friction once again. his subtle crying turns into sobs as he feels his painful erection go, once again, ignored.

• "you're evil," he sobs, raking his hands through his hair as his voice becomes borderline genuinely angry. "you're evil, you're so... you're so cruel, the worst—" he takes back everything when you lean forward and take half of him in your mouth, sucking him off hands free. johnny's eyes roll back as his sentence is cut short. his jaw is slack and a priest might call his expression possessed as your cheeks hollow out to clamp yourself on his cock.

• this time, he makes a complete mess of himself as you lick at his shaft, tugging his cock as his seed finally spills onto his thighs and stomach, spilling around your hand. there was so much, much more than usual, spurts of cum shooting out with each moan and weak thrust of his hips.

• "too much," he whimpers as your hand doesn't stop stroking. his thighs twitch and attempt to close on you but you're sitting right between them, so his efforts only clench onto your shoulders. you kitten lick at the underside of his dick as he starts to crack a smile, giggling and writhing as you continue to toy with him after his second round. "baby, i can't anymore. i really can't." his voice breaks each time your fingers catch on his tip, tears flowing freely now. whether it was due to his overwhelming love or the way you milk him relentlessly, he's too fucked out to decide.

• "one more," you purr, eyes in a trance as you observe his softened cock twitch in delight at your command.

• you're not even sure if he got fully hard, or hard at all, your brain feels foggy, eyes glazed, and arm numb as you pump at him ruthlessly, ears only trained on his sobs and curses, his useless begs of you to stop mean absolutely nothing when you glance up to see his chin touching his chest, drool slipping past his lower lip and tears staining his cheeks. he looks like the most beautiful painting you'd ever seen, the finest statue carved from the finest marble.

• it was too much work to do much else after a while, johnny could only gasp or jolt as his cock is tortured, pulling every ounce of pleasure he could ever conjure up with every pump. at some point unbeknownst to the both of you, your lips once again made a special appearance as the softened flesh is toyed with by your tongue.

• johnny's sobs turn to barely there whimpers as he feels the knot building up again, the heat and pressure present but the hardness is nowhere to be found. even still, he cums again, body trembling and twitching as his plush, pink lips move and say something entirely soundless.

• you feel no cum paint the insides of your mouth, and you realize he was actually serious. he was shooting blanks into you, entirely spent and used for the night. you're proud of yourself, fighting a beaming grin as you admire his stupefied expression.

• pecking his softened dick one last time, you pepper kisses from his v-line all the way up to his neck. soft, featherlight kisses warm his sweaty skin up in a more comforting way than the agony did as your face buried itself into the crook of his neck, breathing his musk mixed with cologne with a content moan.

• "you did so good," you kiss tender marks into the flesh. "so good, pretty boy."

• "mhm," is all he can hum out, chin still pressed against his chest.

• "you okay?"

• "mhm."

• words feel impossible, his tongue was too heavy and his jaw was too weak to move. you giggle at his dumb face, walking off to clean him off as he laid there like a rag doll to your touch.

• you find the good side of you return as you tidy up his dress shirt, dressing his pants back on and latching his belt in place while he's practically a zombie sprawled out on the couch.

• "you needed to take a load off," you remind him of his work stress as you hover in front of him, hands on your hips after successfully cleaning the mess on his toned skin. you kiss away his tears, wiping at them with your thumb.

• "i love you," is the first coherent thing he can muster up with a sniffle, but he genuinely does mean it. he'd say it right away even if he was fully conscious. through sleepy eyes, he raises his arms and does grabby hands toward you with a lopsided smile.

• "i love you too," you return the phrase as you crawl on top of him, wrapping your arms around his torso as you snuggle up to his neck. "such a good boy for me."

• "don't say that," he murmurs, eyes shutting with a content breath. "i'll get hard again."

• "will you?" your voice is teasing, doubting the statement completely after what you pulled from him three times in a row. johnny's eyes remained closed but a smile pulls at his face.

• "no," he replies, knowing damn well it was an impossible ask. plus, he'd rather lay with you now more than anything.

#mortal kombat #mortal kombat x reader #johnny cage #mk1 #johnny cage x reader #johnny cage smut #mortal kombat smut

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eyesxxyou · 5 months

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𝐯𝐚𝐦𝐩𝐢𝐫𝐞!𝐡𝐨𝐛𝐢𝐞 𝐱 𝐠𝐧!𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐝𝐞𝐫

❝ 𝐰𝐚𝐫𝐧𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐬 ❞ blood, biting, penetrative sex, vamp!hobie

Vampire!Hobie who’s your mated pair. It’s frowned upon for humans and vampires to mate but Hobie was never one to worry himself with such arbitrary rules such as who he can and can't mate with. He does what he wants with who he wants where he wants and that's the end of it.

Vamp!Hobie who thinks your blood tastes best when you're aroused. All that blood pumping, adrenaline rushing through your veins, a chemical concoction that leaves you tasting sweet to the tongue and able to handle more of your blood being taken. He kisses at your neck, able to feel the pulse of your veins and arteries against his lips that hide fangs that mean you nothing but harm.

Vamp!Hobie who slides his hand into your pants and strokes you with nimble fingers that mean to please. He begs. “I won't take much. Jus’ a lil’.” Fangs press but don't break skin, not yet. He waits for your permission even if it means exercising and unbearable amount of control. You smell sweet, he can almost get a phantom taste of you on his tongue.

Vamp!Hobie who sinks his teeth into the junction where your neck meets your shoulder the moment you give him the go ahead. His fingers play with you, keep you nice and pliable like putty in his hands while he takes what he needs. You’re moaning, maybe from pain, maybe from pleasure, his fingers doing wonders where you need him most.

Vamp!Hobie who fucks you as he feeds, tongue lavishing over your bleeding wound while he cock works it's way inside you, making space for himself within your soft, warm body. His hands caress you to calm you down, each pass of his tongue soothing the stinging pain of where his teeth had once punctured your skin.

“Hobie~” You cry softly, nails grappling into his dark skin. His hips rock into yours, his hands grasping your thighs to make them hook over his narrow hips, fingers digging into muscle that clamp down upon his waist.

Vamp!Hobie who tries to make quick work of it but he can't help himself. Your neck is littered in bloody red kisses before his tongue passes over your wound again. You’re sweet and savory and the perfect mixture of arousal and adrenaline leaves him delirious. “So good.” He hums in the baritone of a voice, hips rutting with a fervor that leaves you desperately clamoring onto him for support.

Vamp!Hobie who loves it when you bite him back, when you sink your far blunter teeth into his shoulder to muffle your cries of pain as his teeth tear skin. He loves the way you salivate over his skin, drool dripping down his shoulder. And when you release him with wet lips, you leave the firm outline of your teeth in his flesh which he wears with pride until it heals up.

Vamp!Hobie who bites you again just as you reach the peak of your orgasm, when your blood tastes the very best. You’re messy and sticky with cum smeared across your skin. He hums softly. “Jus’ a lil more.” He’s insatiable, hungry for the ambrosia of your body. He knows just the right amount to take. He knows what you can handle.

Vamp!Hobie who bites and bites and bites until you’re littered with them, trembling in his arms. Each one earning it's own time with his tongue. Each one heals with enough time, thanks to the healing properties of his saliva but you’re bloodied and shaking on his cock and he knows you’re done for tonight.

Vamp!Hobie who takes tender care of you after. He patches up the wounds that didn't heal completely and supplies to you food and water to replenish your strength. When it’s all said and done, he comes and holds you with a tender warmth while you fall asleep in his arms.

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blueberryarchive · 6 months

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The Evergreen Game

The white pawn moves to E4.

"Pawn. E4." Jungkook swallows, sweat pooling on his temples and Cupid's bow.

"Pawn to E5." You murmur in a hiss, your legs trying to move, but Jungkook leans forward to move your chess piece. Your nails grab the hair at the back of his neck as you reposition yourself in his lap.

Jeon grabs your waist with his forearm so you won't fall, although he also feels that his body is going to betray him at any moment.

"Knight F3." Jungkook played after taking a breath, his cock feeling hot and completely covered in the viscous, milky liquid. He hadn't taken his cock out in an hour, and his dress pants, boots, and the floor were covered in his cum. Nasty, cold, and drying with the fall breeze. The scene was indecent.

"Knight to C6." You responded, holding your boyfriend's sweaty head so you could stand up.

"No, I'm not done yet. I have to win."

"It hurts, Kook. I can't anymore." As you moved further the liquid fell thickly onto the floor, making an obscene sound as you moaned. Your puffy lips were swollen from fucking too much, your insides reddened. But every time you moved ever-so-lightly it felt like scratching an itch, painful pleasure. "Let's play again later-"

"Bishop to C4." He interrupted, lifting your listless and tired body. You put your feet on tiptoe and moved on top of him again, the hair on his thighs sweating under your ass and your nipples gnawing at Jungkook's cashmere sweater.

You thought about your next move while he used you as a simple glove or toy.

"Hurry up or I'll go harder."

"You don't need to win."

"I do. Hurry up or I'll go harder." He repeated firmly.

Jungkook's mind wanted to focus on this round, he had an important game tomorrow; he could earn good money to pay for the apartment. But you offered him some gummies to which he just opened his mouth to chew them without thinking much.

Bad decision. In the first fifteen minutes, he felt his body warm up. Fifteen minutes later, you appeared completely naked in front of him.

An hour and a half and you no longer know how to count the times he has filled you until you were dripping wet and overflowing.

Half an hour ago, you asked for mercy, like a hypocrite. The fact that you thought it was going to end without your pussy being abused was just foolish.

"Bishop to C4?"

Jungkook left his painted hand on your right asscheek. You purred, biting your lips with delight, and curling your toes.

"Think, pet. I need you to concentrate."

"C5, I- C5" You begged, moving with a little more energy, the cum lubricating your pain, pure bliss.

"Mhm. Keep moving like that. I'll let you go after this round.." Liar, you said to yourself while you hugged his neck. He held you tighter while he moved your black bishop.

"Pawn B4."

This game sounded familiar.

"Bishop to B4." You said, lifting your body even higher. The white pawn out.

"Pawn C3."

Jungkook didn't resist and kissed your neck for the umpteenth time that autumn afternoon. Your sweaty back under his hand moved, trembled, rose, and fell in short moans.

"Bishop A5."

"Bishop D4."

"Pawn to D4." Jungkook's index finger pushes the pawn to its new position, with that, you begin to groan as you shake the pieces with your hand on the table.

"Are we playing the Evergreen game?" You laughed breathlessly when you noticed how fast the game was going.

"Looks like we are." He smiled, revealing his dark eyes beneath the wet strands of his forehead. "You know what that means."

"You win at the end."

Jungkook growled before lifting you up and completely destroying the board until he placed your body on the table. Your breasts bounced with every hit and crash of him inside you.

"Koo, please, slow down. It hurts."

But he just couldn't. God, he wished he could because it hurt him too. But those pretty little cries that came out of your drooled and swollen lips didn't want him to stop filling you up.

"One more time."

"It'll burst out."

"I don't care, love. My floor and boots are already a fucking mess because of you."

You laughed through your tears. You loved seeing him so desperate.

Jungkook grabbed the queen and bishop between his fists before feeling how he filled you to abounding again.

And yet, after feeling himself almost faint and his legs spasming, he felt like he could win another round.

#jk.⁠｡⁠*⁠♡#jungkook x reader #jungkook smut #jungkook fanfic #jungkook #bts jungkook #bts imagines #bts fanfic #jungkook imagine #bts #bts x you #bts x reader

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goblinontour · 5 months

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Silk Skin, Soft Lips

just a sweet lazy morning…

warnings: smut, handjob, piv, oral (f receiving), anal fingering (f receiving), mentions of pegging, drool, idk see for yourself it’s pretty soft imo (written with the car!al in mind)

word count: 3.2k

you woke up to the soft sounds of your boyfriend drowning out the morning birds outside. the window was left open, like most nights, as per his request. he got hot during his sleep. it wasn’t even summer, the scorching heat not here yet, but still, he insisted. you didn’t complain, you had him there to keep you warm anyway, his body serving as your own personal radiator throughout the night.

as you opened your eyes you were greeted with the most beautiful sight. alex was still asleep, sprawled out on his tummy but facing you. although mostly covered by glossy locks of hair, some parts of his face you could see poking through. like his nose, pushed into the pillow, and those pink puffy lips, slightly parted, the cause for his snoring. he wasn’t loud, not at all disturbing, more like a lullaby that almost sang you back to sleep.

your eyes trailed lower to his naked body, he’d even taken off the sheet that was covering him during the night. one of his legs was bent, giving you the perfect view of his plump ass, adorned with red marks and bruises, reminding you of last night, the way you were gripping his hips so tight while you fucked him. he was feeling needy, just needed you to take care of him, fuck him to sleep. and you did just that, the night ending with him drooling into the pillow he was currently lying on, looking all innocent, stark contrast to how he was begging and trying to spread himself more for you just a few hours before, whimpering in sync with the sounds coming from your hand colliding with his silk like skin.

you were getting horny just thinking of it now.

the way his back was arched from the position, inviting you, the scratch marks from your nails, you couldn’t not touch him. your hand went to his spine, tracing down with feather like touch from your fingers, not wanting to wake him up, he looked so peaceful and pretty. he stirred a bit, feeling it tickle, but didn’t wake, not until you reached the sensitive skin on his cherub looking ass, wincing as he felt it burn, a soft quiet grunt escaping from his throat.

“mhm, it’s sore…” the whispered words through his morning voice sounding like heaven. it was grittier, but still had a certain softness to it.

“i”m sorry baby” you whispered back, feeling bad for ruining his sleep. and for hurting him.

“‘s fine” he sighed, moving his arm, reaching out for you with his eyes still closed, humming in content when he found you, snaking it around your waist, pulling you closer to him, tangling you to him by placing his thigh over yours. you were engulfed by his warmth, your face buried under his chin. his scent was addicting and you could already feel yourself falling back to sleep like this.

you stayed like that for a few more minutes, eyes closed, slow breath sounds in your ears, just taking in each other, his fingers tracing abstract shapes on your skin.

he shifted, nuzzling his face in between your breasts and giving them each a kiss, before he wiggled out from your grip, earning a slightly annoyed sigh from you, but the annoyance quickly went away when you opened your eyes again to see him stretching while he sat on the edge of the bed, his arms above his head, fingers interlocked, his waist looking tinier than ever in that moment, the muscles in his back accentuated. and he let out one of those sounds between a whine and a grunt as he was waking up his body from his deep slumber, feeling it ache in certain spots, unsure if it was from your earlier activities or from the position in which he slept.

“stay here darling, i’ll go make coffee.” he whispered as he leant down, tugging a strand of hair that was dangling over your face behind your ear, giving your lips a quick soft peck before he got up.

god that ass.

he stood in the middle of the room of a moment, forgetting what it was he wanted to do. he wasn’t standing with his back completely facing you, so you had quite a good view of him, all of him.

the way his hands rubbed against the scruff he left to grow making a scratchy sound you could hear even through the noise coming from outside.

your eyes trailed down his body, from his lean chest, to his tummy, the way it dipped out a bit, that slight roundness that got you so weak, down to the place between his thighs. he was soft, the thin skin shrinked from the cold air hitting it, still so pretty, only making the ache between your thighs more noticeable. you hadn’t even got out of bed and you wanted him again.

he remembered. he wanted to get something on himself, looking around the room for some clothes, settling on a pair of sweatpants and your cardigan he spotted on the back of the chair. he threw them on lazily, one of his shoulders still exposed from how the fluffy sleeve was falling off.

and just like that, with another big stretch and a scratch of his hair, messing it up even more, to which he hummed in pleasure as his fingers worked into his scalp, he disappeared from your view.

he didn’t bother to brush his teeth or anything, went straight to turn the coffee machine on and he groaned at the loud noise taking him out of the in-between state he was in of being awake, yet his mind still sleeping.

he took his cup with him and walked out on the balcony to have a smoke.

he tried to quit, he started smoking less and less, but he couldn’t go without one in the morning. it had been a habit for too many years to break it.

you couldn’t go back to sleep, getting up to seek his presence after covering yourself with one of his looser shirts, knowing exactly where he’d be. you slipped through the glass door, your hands immediately going around his middle, hugging him from behind, resting your head in between his shoulder blades. your palms weren’t greeted with warmth this time, the crisp morning air making his skin cold and prickly. nothing you couldn’t fix, still warm after just slipping out from under the covers.

“told you to stay in bed.”

“mhmmm, but i missed you already…” you whispered, your breath going through the material on his back, warming up the spot, making him melt into you. you felt his body relax, both from your touch and from the inhaling and exhaling of smoke.

your need for him for him hadn’t subdued at all, only getting worse once you felt him on you again. so you decided to test the waters and see if he was down for it. you were quite rough the night before and sometimes he wasn’t in the mood after one of those night, still feeling too sensitive even the next day.

you slipped your hand lower, slowly brushing over the faint line of hair leading down from his belly button, slipping just the tips of your fingertips under his waistband, and to your avail, no protests came from him, meaning you could go on. as your hand slipped inside the joggers, you brushed over his soft pubic hair, almost massaging the area before going any further. it wasn’t completely unkept, but he just let it be a bit more free, tired of shaving it all the time. he asked if you minded of course, but you didn’t. once he let it grow out a bit you got obsessed, it was so different to how you were used to it, but it felt so…good. another thing about him for you to get addicted to.

he was still completely soft as your hand brushed over his length from the base to the tip, but you kept caressing it delicately, whilst also leaving kisses on that one shoulder there his your cardigan had slid off, trailing up to the back of his neck, his longer hair tickling your eyelashes as your face got buried in it.

you could feel his grow hard in your hand, now stroking him gently, gliding your hand up and down his cock, still in the cosy confines of the pants. it didn’t take much longer to have him fully erect and needy, his back arching and almost making him choke on the thick smoke when you brushed your fingers over his tender tip, coming in contact with the raw slit starting to leak some precum just because of your touch, your breaths, your chest rising each time you inhaled pushing your tits into his back, just you.

he took the cigarette that was keeping him quiet out of his mouth, immediately forming that ‘o’ shape and trailing into a muted moan. he raised his arm over his shoulder to place the burning stick between your own lips, but you quickly discarded of it into the ashtray he kept on the railing of the balcony, wanting to focus on him and only him, to hear every little sound he made, to not miss any of his grunts and breathy moans, to feel every slight twitch of his cock in your hand.

“wanna go inside al?” you suggested, given the very exposed position you found yourselves in, the open balcony, although not facing towards the street, still very much a precarious place.

“not yet.” he said, panting, his hand going to grip your arm, not risking the chance of you retreating it. he felt too good, so good he forgot about his surroundings, or he just didn’t care anymore. he wasn’t loud anyway, not like he’d bring any unwanted attention from that.

at the same time your free hand found its place in between your legs, easy access wearing just his shirt and nothing else, rubbing lazy circles on your clit, knuckles digging into his plump ass with every flick of your wrist.

“f-fuck…don’t…stop.” he pleaded, he was already so close from just a couple minutes of your hand’s gentle strokes, but he had no shame about it, he always let you know how weak you made him for you.

you obliged to his wishes, wanting to please him as much as you could. though this wasn’t fixing your certain need for him, it was satisfying to make him feel good, to make him fall apart.

your hand slipped out from his grip for just a second, bringing it up to his mouth and he knew what you wanted from him, spitting in your palm without second guessing your action. that way you could stroke him more easily, applying more pressure on every upwards move of your hand towards his throbbing head, slowly focusing your attention on mainly the fragile sore tip.

“want you inside me al.”

��‘m not gonna last baby…”

“don’t care, please.” you felt too empty, needed to feel him, even for just a moment.

he swiftly turned you around, switching places as well, your lower back hitting the cold metal railing. wet. it must’ve rained. the skin made direct contact, exposed from how the shirt was riding up. even though somewhat oversized, it wasn’t very long on you. most of his shirts would just fit you as is. he was tiny.

he looked at you for a split second with those tired puppy eyes, his bangs falling over them. god he was so beautiful.

his gaze turned to the spot in between you, grabbing a hold of his cock and running it through your folds, stalling for just a bit longer, knowing he would bust inside you in an instant from how close he got. the way he spread your silky wetness to cover his cock, circling your clit with his tip, made you moan and shift your hips just to feel more.

“shhh, don’t want anyone to hear.” he cooed, shutting you up with one of those lazy and messy kisses, tasting the bitter cigarette on his tongue, though it didn’t last long, being broken by both of you gasping as he pushed just the tip inside of you with his thumb, the sudden intrusion causing you to shift your hips impulsively, wrapping one of your legs around his waist making him slip inside even deeper, almost all the way, from how your cunt was sopping for him.

“bed. now.” you ordered. you wanted to feel him properly, feel his weight on you, grab him, everything. and this wasn’t going to work.

he grasped your other thigh, signalling for you to bring it up as well, taking a good hold of you to walk you to the bedroom, his cock never slipping out. not until he placed you on the white sheets covered mattress, shifting so he could have the best angle to work on you, even taking a pillow to place it under your hips. he didn’t have the energy to hold them up himself and he knew he could hit your spot just right like that and make you come quicker. he needed all the advantages he could get. he knew that once he’d start moving it wouldn’t be long until he would come apart, swallowed by the warmth and tightness of your cunt.

he leaned down closer to you, resting his now rather sweaty forehead on yours, his sultry breaths turning shaky as he directed his cock to your entrance and thrust his hips against you slowly, making you feel every heavy inch, every pulsating vein rubbing your walls, and you’re unable to stop yourself from clenching around him.

“oh fuck- doll…gonna have to stop doing that if you want me to fuck you good.”

“please just m-move.” you begged.

he settled on a slow pace, his thrusts long and deep, hitting your spot each time, his fat head digging into the spongy spot perfectly. you didn’t need fast and rough right now, you had enough of that other times. this was different, intimate. not that it wasn’t always intimate, but the way he was fucking you now, keeping his eyes on yours the whole time, taking in your features, it’s so sweet.

your hand instinctively went to grab his ass to push him further into you.

“ugh careful, told you it’s sore baby.” he hissed.

in the moment you forgot about the purple blood spots you caused him, instead going to rub over the bruise covered skin.

your eyes fluttered shut as his rough fingertips went to play with your clit, your hips shifting to meet his every time he thrusts into you.

“i’m gonna cum, love f-fuck can’t hold on much longer. you feel so good” his grunts were giving him away already.

“‘m close too al” you were.

he came, couldn’t hold it back anymore, but he pushed through his orgasm to get you there too, lips reaching one of your nipples, his hand that wasn’t holding him up caressing your other breast, kneading it in his palm. the way his wet tongue circled the sensitive skin, grazing it with his teeth, his hot cum coating your walls, it pushed you over the edge. you were whimpering his name, face showing pure ecstasy, though he didn’t see it, his face buried in between your breasts as he was panting and struggling to keep his hips moving as you came down from your own sweet release.

he slipped out of you and released your nipple with a pop. he started kissing his way down your body, nudging his nose into your lower stomach and lower, lower, lower, his little humms vibrating through your body.

“what are you doing baby?” you panted, still sensitive from your orgasm, squirming when the tip of his nose glided through your folds and scraped your clit.

“gonna eat you out now.” he said, matter-of-factly.

“‘s too much al…too sensitive still.”

“indulge me.”

who were you to say no to him?

his face distanced itself a bit, wanting to take in the image of your cum mixed with his own running out of your still slightly gaping hole. he spread your lips apart with two fingers. he looked like he was in a trance, watching the liquids slowly spill, dripping down the skin connecting your pussy to your other hole, much neglected. most of the fun ass stuff was for him, but the sight was too good to pass on. he let some of the spit accumulating in his mouth drip out, adding to the probably already sufficient lubrication, followed by his thumb rubbing it onto the skin surrounding your puckered hole, applying more and more pressure to the tight muscle.

“that alright with you doll?”

“mhm, please.”

all he needed were your words to confirm.

his thumb easily slipped inside due to the slippery sticky mess, and you gasped at the sensation. he’d fucked you there before, it wasn’t a first, but you hadn’t done it in a while, so it almost felt like new.

“does that feel good? can feel you gripping my finger, tell me if it’s too much.”

“it’s…so fucking good.” you cried out.

“thought so.” his face sporting a smirk. cocky bastard.

you gripped his hair to attach his mouth back to your core and you could almost see stars as his tongue plunged into you. even he moaned as he felt his finger wiggling under his tongue through the thin fleshy wall separating them.

and when he worked that talented muscle inside you, his other hand reached out to press hard on your clit. it was too much. you were overwhelmed, he could make you come from just one of those things, but all three at the same time? you turned to putty, losing the grip on his hair, your mouth open but not even making any sounds as you came, again, in only a matter of a few minutes of him working on you. you were clenching around his finger so tight he had to rub your thighs and beg you to relax so he could slip it out.

“did so good darling. i love you.” he praised “and i love you.” kissing your cunt one last time. he worshipped it.

he settled on top of you, nestling his face on your lower stomach, nose fitting right into your belly button.

“could fall asleep again right here.” he mumbled, his face all squished from the position.

“me too. it’s still early, a couple more hours won’t hurt.” you said as you were brushing his hair from his face, wanting to get a good look at his tiny pout, only to realise he’d already fallen asleep, or so you thought. he let out a little sound of satisfaction as you told him you love him too, but that might’ve been subconscious, he could fall asleep really quickly, you were jealous of that.

though you didn’t mind looking at his angelic face for a little while longer.

a/n: i really like this one, it’s like most of the stuff i’ve been thinking about obsessively combined in one place

tags: @4chaos @picturezonthewall @st7rnioioss @theonlyoneswhoknowsblog @whitepontiac @ohladymoon @rentsturner @yourstartreatment @mathdebate00 @averyzversi0n @ouroboros311

#alex turner #alex turner smut #alex turner x reader #alex turner x you #alex turner fic #alex turner fanfic #smut #goblinontour

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melodygatesauthor · 1 year

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Steven's First

virgin!Steven Grant X f!Reader

For @360iris because she begged and because I was feeling needy.

Summary:

You and Steven have been dating for a while and he finally lets you take his virginity.

Tags/Warnings:

NSFW, Steven is a virgin, premature ejaculation, p in v sex/creampie, refractory period whom? Steven is apologetic and needy, first time sex, reader is not a virgin, cum eating, not beta-read, I'm probably missing something sorry!

Word Count: 1.7k

You didn’t think when you first started dating the nervous giftshoppist that you would end up in his apartment together, months later, dry humping each other during a heavy makeout session. Steven was shirtless and underneath you. His skin was so soft beneath your fingertips while you trailed your hands down his chest. He broke the kiss and looked at you with that hooded and aroused gaze you couldn’t get enough of.

“I think…I think I’m ready, love,” He said in a soft tone, so soft you thought you’d misheard him.

“What? You…you want to…are you sure?”

Steven put both hands on your hips and dragged his lust ridden eyes over your body before turning them back up to look at you. He nodded, chest heaving beneath your palms in his anticipation.

“Yeah, want to know what you feel like.” Steven started tugging hungrily at your pants, trying to pull them down quickly.

“Give me a minute,” you said with a chuckle, sliding off the bed.

He sat up on his elbow and watched you while you started undressing before his very eyes. He started on his jeans, but you held up a hand.

“Stop, let me…I just want you to enjoy this, ok?”

Steven’s jaw was slack when he nodded in agreement, letting out a quiet flurry of, yeah’s, and, sorry, I’m sorry’s. You got completely naked, and Steven was visibly embarrassed when a bit of drool trickled out of his open mouth and down his chin. He wiped it away quickly, mumbling sorry once more.

“Steven, if you apologize again I’m going to get my clothes back on and go home,” you teased.

“Oh! I’m so-erm-okay I…I won’t.”

“That’s good.” You crawled onto the bed and he laid back flat on the mattress.

He’d already taken care of the button of his jeans, exposing a trail of hair leading down under the denim fabric. You took the waist in your hand gingerly and slowly pulled the zipper down over the apparent erection begging for release. When the zipper brushed over it, Steven churned his hips upward and whined.

“So needy,” you said just over a whisper.

“Just never done this before love, so-”

“It’s ok, I’m going to take care of you, Steven,” you weren’t annoyed, but you wished he would stop feeling bad. All you wanted was to make him feel good.

He nodded eagerly, letting you pull his pants down. He helped you get each leg off before you tossed them to the corner of the room. He started to lean up. One of his hands grabbed your waist and he tried to pull you in.

“Be patient, please,” you urged.

“Okay, okay, yeah. Just want to feel you love. Want to feel every part of you I can.”

“Have you ever been touched by a woman before?” You asked, raising an eyebrow at him.

You knew he was a virgin, but you’d assumed he’d at least had a blowjob or even a handjob. When he shook his head, a spark of excitement lit inside of you. Steven was…he was a virgin virgin. No one had ever touched him like this before.

“It’s embarrassin’ I know you don’t have to tell me,” he gulped harshly.

“Oh stop,” you gave him a reassuring smirk, “it’s not embarrassing at all. Just relax.”

Steven nodded and rested his head against his pillow. It didn’t last though, because the moment you dragged a hand over the fabric of his boxer-briefs he shot his head back up to look at you with big doe eyes. He was slackjaw again, watching you bring your palm over the thick bulge just under the cloth that covered his most desirable bits. You groaned when you touched it, grabbing around his girth while you stroked it through the underwear.

“How does that feel?” You asked in a gentle tone.

“Oh, darling good, s’good. Can’t even begin to tell you how good.” He bucked his hips upward, throwing his head back.

“Come on, let’s get these off.” You pulled his underwear down over his legs and stared in awe at the sheer size of his cock.

It was amazing to you that Steven had never been with a woman before. He was big, bigger than anyone you’d ever been with. His cock bobbed, hitting a space just below his belly button. He grabbed the sheets on his sides and looked at you quizzically.

“You look surprised. Is something wrong with it? I know it’s not impressive like the ones in those adult films but…it’s what I’ve got to work with I s’pose.” His cheeks were flush while he tried to convince you that his cock wasn’t mediocre. If only he knew what he’d been keeping hidden away all that time.

“It’s amazing,” you said in reassurance, “truly. I’m just in awe, sorry.”

He let out a sigh of relief, letting a dopey smile wash over his face.

“Thank God. I was worried for a minute there that you might run off or something.”

For such a genius, Steven could be a downright idiot sometimes. You adored him nonetheless. You ran a hand up his inner thigh, watching him squirm underneath you while you got closer to his balls. You traced your fingers over the shaft before caging them around it. Steven let out a sharp little gasp followed by a whine. You leaned over, dropping a big glob of spit over the length, letting it trickle down over the sides.

“Wow…just…wow,” he said, panting rapidly, “Oh shit…”

Steven started fucking your hand, gliding his thick cock against your palm. He whimpered and looked up at the ceiling. His cheeks were red and you noticed his knuckles turning white while he held onto the sheets.

“Oh fuck, love-sorry-m’sorry-so sorry-m’sorry I’m-I’m gonna…”

Steven was hammering his hips up into your closed fist until his cock started throbbing, stretching out your grip. Like a fountain he was coming, hot white spend trickling over the sides of your fingers. His body trembled and shook while his movements slowed and his beautiful moans ceased. You waited until he was finished fucking your hand and he was looking at you once again, eyes full of shame.

“Now I know that’s embarrassing. I only lasted what, ten seconds? If that?” He threw his head back and covered his face in his hands. “Bollocks, first time I actually have a girl touch me and I blew it I-”

It took Steven a moment to notice that you were making a meal of the cum that he’d shot out. You dragged your tongue over your fingers one at a time, taking the delicious treat in your mouth and swallowing every last drop. He was so sweet, his taste, and you thought it was sexy that Steven came after being touched for only a few seconds. He looked at you with eyes wide in pure awe.

“You’re eatin’ that? How does it taste?” He asked.

You put a glob in your mouth and climbed over him. You leaned in for a kiss and he didn’t protest, taking his own spend in his mouth. Steven moaned into you, caging you in his strong arms. You could feel him prodding, hard again already. You broke apart from the kiss and looked at him with a soft smile. You brushed a stray curl away from his eyes.

“You’re ready for more already?” You were surprised, it usually took a lot longer than that for someone to be ready again. His neediness made your body tingle with desire.

“Oh yes love, want to feel you, want to know what it’s like to fill you up. Can I?” His eyes were darting between yours.

“Yes, of course.”

Steven flipped you onto your back so he was hovering over you. He looked down and lined his fat tip up with your entrance, sliding it between your slick pussy lips. He moaned, looking back up at you.

“Whenever you’re ready baby,” you urged.

Steven was so ready. All at once he thrust into you, full to the hilt. You gasped, feeling your cunt go from empty to more full that you thought you could handle in less than a second. Steven shuddered, leaning over and pressing his forehead against yours. He groaned as he slid back until only the head remained, and then he slammed back into you again, stretching you out even more.

“You feel so good darling, never felt anything like this, oh my god it’s like…wow,” Steven was thrusting at a moderate pace, seeming to be keen on savoring every little movement. He quivered all over, “I…oh I felt you squeeze around me, love. Does that…does it feel good? Feels good f’me I…oh god.”

“Steven, I need you to last just a little longer this time.” You put both of your hands up behind his head, tangling your fingers in his curls.

“Oh when you do that love, when you…f-fuck.”

You were getting close, if he could just keep hitting you deep, fucking you harder, squeezing on to your waist just like that. You pulled Steven in, kissing him deeply, stealing each moan from his lips as though you could taste them. You sensed the shift in the way they became more primal, he was seconds from losing himself again.

“Fill me up good Steven, give it to me please.”

Steven nodded breathlessly and started fucking faster. The bed creaked and banged against the wall with how hard he was slamming into you. All at once he stopped, voice cracking in a flurry of deep guttural moans that tore through the flat. You joined him, feeling your walls gushing over his cock, drawing out every last drop of him you could.

When he was fully spent, he collapsed in a heap of satisfied heavy breaths next to you. You weren’t much different, eyes closed and trying to catch your breath.

“How was that Steven?” You asked softly.

“Think I’ll be ready to go again if you just give me a minute. If you want to, that is…can we?”

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ourautumn86 · 1 year

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can i please ask you to write sub!ellie/sub!abby????

CAUSE I THINK I'M IN HEAT IDK

stressed out!

(abby anderson x fem reader!)

minors dni!

cw; +18 content!, needy abby!!!, oral sex (abby r), fingering (abby r), strap on sex (abby r), dom! reader and sub! abby (although they’re are both switches), nipple play, hickeys, heavy make out, lots of praising and pet names, the tiniest bit of degradation, teasing…

oh my god just imagine abby being all needy as you fuck her open with your fingers. she loved to be dominant in your relationship, most of the time she was the ‘top’, but there were some days in which she just needed to be taken care of. to be fucked and be eaten out.

today she had had a harsh day, her team having lost one basketball match that could take back their access to the nationals. and she was just so stressed and worried. there was this furrow in between her eyebrows, and this sharp scowl that wouldn’t leave her face.

of course, right now, there were other things on her mind. like your fingers fucking so good and deep inside her slick cunt, or your tongue and lips on her neck, leaving marks as you praised her.

“that’s it, abby. good girl. you’re so good…” you muttered and she groaned, strong hands gripping at the sheets as her back arched when you hit her g spot. she always went weak on the knees when you’d praise her. “my perfect girl… you just needed to get the worry fucked out of you, didn’t you? poor thing…” you cooed and her cheeks burned. she couldn’t help it. there, completely exposed under your hands, with your sweet mouth letting out the most precious praises as you fingered her just like you knew she loved; slow yet deep.

“yes, fuck, baby, please…” she rasped, feeling your free hand squeezing her left breast and pinching her nipple. you loved her tits so much… and you always made sure to let her now by sucking on them. she had become so sensitive due to your constant teasing to her nipples… it was so cute to watch her squirm.

she let out the most pornographic little moan when you sucked her nipple into your mouth, rolling it with your tongue and slightly biting down onto it with your teeth. one of her hands found your hair, and you groaned, fingering her deeper when she tugged from it to pull you closer.

“fuck abby…” you sighed and she whimpered. your mouth. need your mouth, please…” she pleaded, tears breaming her eyes. you were soaking wet on your panties. and you’d fuck the shit out of her right there and then. but you wanted to take your time with her. have her your way. make her fall apart again and again until the only thing she could think about were you. the only thing she could remember being your name.

“you need my mouth, baby?” you cooed, and she nodded, eyes heavy with tears that she tried to not let spill. “of course you do. you love to watch me fuck you with my tongue, don’t you? always end up making a fucking mess of my face.” she moaned, and you smirked, your kisses leaving her neck and chest to make their way down her stomach. you could see the way goosebumps rose on her skin at the touch. you looked at her pretty pussy once your head stood between her legs. she was spilling all over your fingers as you slowly kissed her thighs, leaving marks that she’d return tomorrow morning for you.

“please…” she begged, her hips stuttering and rising for your mouth, but you free hand pushed on her stomach to keep her in place. she whimpered when the action and the pressure of your palm above her mound made your fingertips press harder against her g spot.

“stay still, baby.” you cooed, sweetly, but abby new better. she could see the malice and warning behind those words.

her lips zipped close. thighs trembling and pussy drooling. she hated to admit it. but when you became like this… harsh, and dominant, she would get so horny.

she loved it when the two of you would suddenly feel like being the dominant one the same night. what would end up on harsh make out sessions and hate sex. you’d bicker at each other, swear and fight for dominance. and at the end of the night the two of you would have gotten properly fucked on each others straps and overstimulated.

you smirked when you felt it. the way in which even if abby was throbbing in need, she submitted to you, following your words like a good obedient puppy.

“so fucking needy…” you clicked your tongue. “you’re so wet…” you groaned. “i bet you’d have no problems riding my strap, isn’t that right baby?” she moaned, nodding and bitting down on her lip. “and you’re always so fucking sweet…” you muttered as your breath hit her slick folds. abby really thought she’d cum when you left a kiss on her clit, you tongue playing with it and making her eyes roll to the back of her head as she let out a long and dragged moan. “that’s it. atta girl. relax for me, baby.” she whimpered when you spat on her pussy. you knew abby liked it messy, hearing your loud lapping and slurping as you ate her out. and you couldn’t wait to let her ruin your face.

she whined when you pulled out your fingers, but still watched intently as you cleaned them with your mouth and tongue. her thighs quivered. ‘cause she knew how good your tongue was. and she knew you were gonna make her cum so hard in just a couple of minutes too.

you hands gripped her thighs and pushed her closer to your face. you knew you’d probably get scolded by your neighbors tomorrow morning by the noise —‘cause abby was noisy when she got all needy— but you couldn’t give a single fuck, ‘cause she sounded so good every time you’d bury your tongue deep inside her cunt and your nose would bump on her puffy and throbbing clit…

loud moans and whimpers left her lips, making your hunger for her grow. you were eating her out like a woman starved. and fuck if it wasn’t turning you on the way she was tugging at your hair. “fuck, yes… just like that, please… so good…”

you groaned against her cunt, your own leaking by her praising and just how good she felt on your mouth. you loved eating her pussy. could get down on your knees and spend hours on it. and abby indulged you on it, and spoiled you. you had a bad day? your tongue would be lapping at her. you were stressed about your exams? oh, she’d even let you eat her out after her basketball practices, in the locker rooms.

she was bucking against your face, and your tongue was deep inside of her, softly stretching her out. she knew she was gonna get fucked afterwards.

“you taste so fucking good baby… sweetest pussy ever.” she moaned at your praise, your fingers back curling into her spot and your lips sucking on her clit.

“fuck me please, wanna cum on your dick…” she pleaded as she felt the warmth of her orgasm growing on her stomach.

“yeah? want my dick, pretty girl?” she nodded, and whined when you pulled your fingers out of her warm and drooling pussy to put on your strap. “of course you do… look at you. all nice and ready for me. atta girl…” you smirked when her thighs trembled and her breath hitched when you pressed the tip of your dick to her aching clit. “gonna fuck that pretty pout out of your face, leave you all fucked out and relaxed…” you hissed, and you saw her breathe out a whimper when you pushed inside, just the tip. “that’s it. taking it so good… my girl just needed my dick, isn’t that right baby?” she nodded, moaning and gripping at your shoulders as you harshly thrusted inside of her, the squelch of her juices taking your cock making your head go all fuzzy. “always so needy for it…” you smirked against the crook of her neck, where you sucked new bruises. you loved to mark her up. loved to see the look of her teammates and her friends, mostly her guy friends, the next day. you couldn’t help but smirk when they’d notice them and look at you with surprised faces. ‘cause abby was abby. and she never seemed like the type to fall easy into submission. “if your little boy friends could see you right now… begging to get fucked and crying on my cock…” you chuckled, your hips snapping harder, and she groaned.

“y/n… fuck!” she cried out, and you grunted.

“isn’t that right baby? you love my cock, don’t you, princess?” she nodded, her nails digging on your back and tugging on your hair. shit. it always drove you crazy.

“yes, yes, shit, please don’t stop, please…” abby was a mess, panting and whimpering under you, tits and neck shining in your spit and decorated in hickeys, ponytail messed up and cheeks burning up with tears falling from her eyes. “love it so much…” you groaned, the back of the strap stimulating your sensitive clit. your fingers circled hers ‘till she was moaning louder and louder. and you knew that she just needed a couple of more thrusts to that sweet spot to come all over your dick.

“gonna cum, baby? gonna cream my cock?” she whimpered, nodding and you smirked. “go ahead then, give it to me pretty girl.” she fell apart with a loud scream, her whimpers getting choked out in her throat as you fucked her through it. you couldn’t hold off your own peak anymore as you gushed down your thighs, grinding down in her to ride both your orgasms.

when you two were able to come down from them you were breathing heavily and abby was pulling from you to kiss you deep and wet. you moaned when her tongue pushed inside your mouth.

“feeling better?” you smirked when you two broke the kiss to breathe.

and she smiled, humming before kissing you again.

love sub abby, she’s just a baby :(

abby anderson masterlist!

xxx

#abby anderson smut #abby anderson x reader #abby anderson fluff #abby anderson x fem! reader #abby tlou #abby x reader #abby the last of us #abby x you #abby anderson #abby anderson x fem!reader #tlou #tlou fanfiction #tlou imagine #tlou fic #tlou smut #tlou fluff

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agent-cakeshroom · 4 months

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Goodnight, Sleep Tight

The little ficlet I mentioned possibly writing! I decided to stop obsessing over it being perfect, like a certain Troll we love :D

As he finished packing away the last of the board games, John Dory let the tension slide off his shoulders to the sounds of his brothers. All four of them were scattered across the furniture, asleep, and each one sounded so distinctly them that it made JD's chest tighten. Floyd and Branch were crammed together in an armchair, limbs tangled. The two youngest had always been closest, and John shot them a soft smile at the sight.

His other two brothers had each taken an end of the couch. With Clay scrunched up save for one arm flopped over his head, and Bruce comfortably sprawled across the other half.

They'd all grown so much. JD stepped over to one of the small cubby holes Branch dug as storage closets, and dragged out a few blankets. It was silly, being so excited over something so simple, but John Dory couldn't stop grinning. He never thought he'd miss taking care of his brothers. Twenty odd years of isolation must've scrambled his brain.

The eldest moved to the armchair first, and gently rearranged his brothers’ arms and legs into something a bit more comfortable. Aside from a huff or snuffle here and there, both boys stayed blissfully asleep. JD's heart squeezed as he covered them up and tucked them in. He could vividly remember the two of them cuddling when they were still itty bitty, and it was just as cute then.

With Floyd and Branch taken care of, John Dory grabbed up the other two blankets for Clay and Bruce. The middle child was first, and JD carefully moved his arm off his face to tuck it against his chest with his other one. Waking up with pins and needles was the worst. The blanket was next, but he didn't tuck in the edges. Clay used to have a habit of wiggling in his sleep, and JD figured it was better safe than sorry. He didn't want Clay getting tangled and falling off the couch in his sleep.

A rumbling snort brought John's attention to the second oldest of the bunch, and he had to fight off a laugh at Bruce's face. His head was tilted back at an awkward angle, squishing a cheek against the arm he had thrown over the arm of the couch, and there was a bit of drool on his chin. It was a weird thing to be comforted by, but JD was. His brother's may have grown up a lot, but they were still very much them.

Maybe if Bruce wasn't such a light sleeper, John Dory would try and shuffle him into a more comfortable position. But with having so many kids, Bruce now fell asleep much faster and woke up easier. Instead, he settled for simply covering his brother with a blanket like the others.

And without thinking twice about it, he leaned down and laid a kiss on Bruce's forehead, right below his hairline.

As he realized what he just did, JD's ears lowered with embarrassment, and he quietly smacked his hands over his face. “What the hell…” He mumbled to himself. But he didn't regret it. And when he saw all his brothers still asleep as he peeked through his fingers, he figured it wouldn't hurt to finish his old routine.

So he quickly and quietly went to his other brothers, giving each a goodnight kiss just like when they were little. They used to beg him for a hug and kiss goodnight, and would even refuse to sleep without it. As young as he was, JD used to think it was annoying and embarrassing. But now? He missed the way they needed him. The way they wanted him around.

With the last kiss to Floyd's head, John headed for the elevator. He didn't feel like being the only one to return to his room, and he figured Rhonda would appreciate some company.

“Where’re ya goin’?” Bruce’s groggy voice reached him from the couch, making JD pause. He turned to see Bruce half flopped over the arm of the couch with one eye cracked open, and his face squished against his shoulder. It shouldn’t be adorable with his brother being in his mid-thirties, but it wasn’t just Branch that still looked like a kid in John’s eyes.

“Just gonna go check on Rhonda, lil brother. Go back to sleep.” He spoke softly, and couldn’t fight off a small smile. The nostalgia dragged at his lungs, making it hard to breathe for a moment.

“Nooo…” The second oldest grumbled, flailing his free arm at John Dory. “She’s pro’ly fine. Ge’ over here, butt dory.” The slurred, half-asleep speech screamed pouty little brother, and the goofy insult caught John off guard. He snorted, and slapped a hand over his mouth to muffle a laugh. Well, he couldn’t say no to that.

“Alright, alright. Move your feet then, dork.” He stepped back over to the couch, and nudged at Bruce’s blanket covered feet. He could probably squish in by Clay even if his brother didn’t move, but John wanted to give the third brother some much needed space. They were still working some things out.

Already drifting back to sleep, Bruce flopped over onto his back and curled his legs up just enough for JD to drop onto the middle cushion. Then immediately, unashamedly, threw his legs over his older brother’s lap. Not that John was going to complain, he was just happy to be so close to family again. So he tucked the end of the blanket over himself and Bruce’s legs, and sunk back against the couch to catch a quick nap at least.

He hadn’t been this content and relaxed in ages, and it felt heavenly. He loved Rhonda with his whole soul, but his brother’s held a special place in his heart that only they could fill. And as he finally slipped into sleep to the sounds of all his brothers’ surrounding him, things felt so perfectly imperfect.

#brozone #trolls band together #john dory #bruce #clay #floyd #branch #trolls fic #ficlet technically lol #may or may not post on ao3 #GIVE FEEDBACK PRETTY PEASE

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