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kaidabakugou · 2 years
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spooky season has my mind clouded with fic ideas.
blood kink with vampire bakugou who promises not to drink too much from you but ends up losing control as soon as the sweet taste of your blood pours down his throat, sinking his teeth deeper into you, greedily drinking you up.
or teasing your explosive vampire lover as you accidentally cut your finger while chopping vegetables for dinner. sucking on your digit as you smear blood against your soft lips, making him feral.
corruption is specially hard on my mind right now. fallen angel katsuki falling for the pretty human he swore to protect. his wings slowly turning black as he buries himself deeper inside you.
priest bakugou exorcizing demon reader. drinking holy water from his flask and spitting it down your awaiting mouth, the burning in your throat just making your aching cunt spill more of your juices onto the old wooden floor of the church.
nun reader begging demon king bakugou to spare their life after slaughtering the entire church, making you worship him as your new god until his name is engraved into your skin, just above your uterus as you give yourself to him. corrupting you softly until you make a contract with him, engraving the seal right on your cervix to remind you of who you belong to now, who your real god is.
fear kink and breeding kink with werewolves kiribaku fighting over who gets to breed you first after tormenting you for hours inside the dark forest. eventually shoving both of their swollen knots inside you, stuffing your holes and filling you with cum.
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pixiespax · 7 months
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MORE - MATT STURNIOLO
warnings: suggestive content. enemies to lovers, CURSING, FIGHTING KINDA, BICKERING, MATTS KINDA MEAN BUT READER TOO.
notes: minors preferably dni, but I'm not ur mother so whatever. lowercase intended.
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Despite being enemies, you've noticed that Matt has been a bit more tolerant towards you lately. You're currently in the living room with Nick and Chris, but they've just left, leaving you bored and with nothing to do. You decide to venture into Matt's room, hoping to find some entertainment.
As soon as he hears your footsteps, he looks up from his phone, lets out a heavy sigh and rolls his eyes in annoyance. "Get out," he says curtly, his tone laced with irritation.
You reach out and grab one of the stuffed log-shaped pillows lying on the couch and respond with a simple and resolute "No."
With a flick of a wrist, you toss the pillow lightly into the air, watching it twirl before catching it again.
As you toss the pillow, Matt rolls his eyes, not even bothering to look up from his phone. However, a small smile plays on his lips. After a few moments, he gives up and his phone buzzes with a new notification.
He catches the pillow mod-air and looks up at you for the first time in a minute. With a smirk, he puts his phone down on the coffee table and says, "I see you want some attention."
You ask with interest, "what makes you say that?" as you quickly take the pillow from his hands and continue to toss and turn the soft pillow, eagerly waiting for his answer.
He raises an eyebrow, seemingly amused by your playful behavior. His eyes follow you as you move around the room, seemingly lost in thought. He then speaks up, his voice filled with a hint of sarcasm.
“Oh, I don’t know, it’s not like you walked into my room to get attention and stay longer. Nope, not at all.”
He stares at you for a beat, a smirk forming on his lips as he teases you. The playful tone in his voice makes it clear that he's not being serious.
“Do you need my attention that bad, baby?” he asks, still grinning.
You let out a small chuckle and playfully toss the pillow at his face before standing up from the foot of his bed.
"Well, it seems like you're just looking for a way to give me attention, and I'm feeling a little bored," I retort with a sassy smirk on my lips as I reach for the doorknob. "i want coffee, drive me there?" I ask as I swing the door open and begin to step out.
Matt, who had been lying down on the bed, catches the pillow you threw at him and sits up. He looks at you with a playful expression and asks, "Aww, you're bored?"
You nod your head in agreement, feeling a bit restless. Matt gives you a cocky smile and tosses the pillow back at you as he gets up from the bed. He starts walking towards the door and just before he steps out, he turns around and looks at you with a smirk on his lips.
"You know," he says, "I'll go get coffee with you, but I'll need something in return."
As his words hit your ears, you come to an abrupt stop and a swarm of thoughts floods your mind.
Turning slightly to face him, you raise an eyebrow and place a hand on your hip, curious about what he meant by his word choice.
"Something like what?" you ask, hoping for more information to clarify his intentions.
As you stand there, feeling a bit flustered after Matt's comment, he smirks at you, clearly enjoying the effect his words had on you. You wait, curious to hear what his condition for taking you on might be. Matt takes a moment to pause as if he's building up the suspense.
Then, he says with a playful glint in his eye, "Well, I'm only going to take you on one condition..." You can feel your heart racing as you wait for him to reveal his condition.
Matt gives you a sly smile, almost daring you to guess what it might be. You rack your brain, trying to come up with a guess, but before you can say anything, Matt's voice interrupts your thoughts. "You need to give me a kiss."
Your eyes widen in surprise, and you can feel the heat rising to your cheeks. Matt's smirk widens, and he looks at you expectantly, waiting to see what you'll do or say next.
Your lips curled into a sly smile as you let out a small laugh, "Oh please."
You couldn't help but feel a surge of power knowing that you had gotten under his skin. you stepped into the dimly lit room and shut the door behind you, the sound of the latch echoing in the silence.
"You want me that bad?" You taunted him, your voice laced with mocking mean humor, as you walked towards him, your shoes clicked on the hardwood floor.
I could see his eyes darting nervously around the room, unsure of how to react to my words. I stopped short of him, my face inches away from his, my eyes narrowing as I took in his expression.
You could feel the palpable tension in the air as you stood there, face-to-face with him. You could almost hear his heart beating like a drum as he tried to maintain a calm and collected demeanor.
He seemed unsure of how to react. You were standing so close to him that you could smell the cologne on his skin. He stood frozen in place, his eyes narrowed as he watched you intently.
His initial smirk had faded, replaced with a slight shade of red on his cheeks. Every detail of this moment was etched in your memory, from the way his hair fell across his forehead to the creases in his shirt as he shifted slightly in place.
You position your body to block his field of vision, observing his muscles flex as he puts his hands on the bed beneath him. With agitated breaths, he leans back, trying to regain composure. You were so close to him that you could feel his breath on his skin.
"What's the matter?" you ask, your head tilting to the side mockingly. "Not feeling so brave now, are we?" I let out a laugh, relishing the power I held over him at that moment.
Matt's body language changes as he shifts slightly, trying to get a better look at you. His eyes scan the room, then he catches yours and holds your gaze for a moment. You can see a hint of attraction in his expression as he raises an eyebrow, trying to hide his feelings.
You could almost hear his thoughts as he wondered if you were mocking him and why he didn't move earlier. He swallows audibly, trying to calm himself as his eyes roam over your figure, taking in your curves and features.
The air was thick with tension and each passing moment felt like an eternity. Your heart was racing and you couldn't help but bite down on your lips nervously. You couldn't shake the doubt from your mind - did he like you or was he just playing around? Was he serious about his feelings or were you just another game to him?
As you moved closer to him, your breaths grew shaky and your nerves were on edge. The tension between bothe of you was palpable and you knew that you had to find some way to release it.
Your faces were mere inches apart now, and you took in every fine detail of his features. You were mesmerized by his beauty and couldn't help but wonder what he was thinking.
But the moment was fleeting and you knew that you had to make your move - either now or never. The weight of the decision was heavy on my shoulders, but you were determined to take the chance.
Matt's breaths grew heavier with each passing moment as his eyes betrayed his fear and attraction towards you.
He couldn't help but look you up and down and follow your every move with his gaze. As he leaned in closer, his eyes searched yours, and time seemed to stand still as the two of you were the only ones in the room.
When his lips finally pressed against yours, it was a slow and soft kiss that sent his heart racing and his breaths becoming shallow and fast. Every moment seemed to be amplified.
The moment your lips touched, you felt the tension between you two break. You couldn't help but wonder what you had been thinking before, as everything felt so right at that moment.
The feeling of his lips on yours was nothing short of amazing. They were soft and tasted sweet, and it felt like a perfect fit for both of us. You couldn't resist the urge to pull him closer, and your hands instinctively found their way to his hair, wrapping around his head.
As we leaned in for another kiss, you felt my heart rate quicken. This time it was more passionate, and you savored every moment of it. It was as if you both had been longing for this all along, and finally, the universe had aligned to bring you together.
As you ran your fingers through his hair, Matt shivered with pleasure. He drew you in closer, his hands cradling the back of your head as he tasted the sweetness of your mouth.
His breaths grew ragged and he let out a low groan, his desire for you almost overwhelming. As he slowly pulled away from the kiss, he kept his hands on your body, his half-closed eyes locked on yours. His warm breath washed over your cheeks and he let out a soft moan before speaking “Now is that a good enough reason for me to get your attention?”
As I held him close, I whispered in his ear, "What if I wanted more?" My voice carried a hint of mischief.
You leaned in and slowly traced kisses along his neck, starting at the base of his collarbone. Your heart raced as you wondered how far he could take things.
The anticipation was palpable, and you couldn't help but feel a rush of excitement at the possibilities that lay ahead.
As your lips traced down Matt’s neck, he felt a shiver run through his body. Every time you kissed him, he experienced a tingling sensation on his skin that made him feel like he was in tune with your thoughts. When you whispered seductively in his ear, he could feel your warm breath against his neck. This sent a thrill down his spine and he couldn't help but grin mischievously.
"Is that what you want, huh?" he whispered back to you, his voice full of mischievousness
“I can give you more…”
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1788 words!
hope you enjoyed my first serious short, pt2 (out now!)
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gojos-thot-patrol · 7 months
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Yo, yo, Aiden, hear me out.. a newbie virgin succubus reader x Satoru Gojo... Reader tries her best to do her job, but it's literally her first day on the job.. Like this could turn into the most raunchy smut or a fluff.
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Baby Doll I love this idea, I wanna wrote ot so bad but-
I'm already working on an Incubus Gojo x Reader man! I feel like it would just be a lot of over lap??
BUT FUCK THATS A GOOD IDEA.
Imagine it man. You're supposed to be the one in charge here! You're supposed to be the one in control.
So why then why are his hands the ones guiding your hips as you ride him, making sure you feel him deep inside of you with every thrust.
"Feel good slut?" He asked, voice thick with need. You're not a slut, well, not yet technically. He was the first person to ever be inside you, to make you feel this good. You didn't want to go back to your job after tonight. You wanted to keep this human around forever.
"S-so good." You stuttered, trying to keep any sense of rhythm with your hips. Where you fail though, he succeeds. Keeping measured and perfectly timed thrusts, just enough to drive you crazy.
"Wanna feel this good forever?" He purred, punctuating his words with a particularly sharp thrust right into your g-spot, forcing a perfectly whoreish moan from your lips. You looked at him with desperate, tear brinnged eyes and nod.
"Please, y-you're so good..."
His grin turned wicked as he quickly flips the two of you over. You're not on top anymore, you're firmly beneath him, trapped in a mating press.
"Then make me like you, Princess."
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slutforsilverfoxes · 8 months
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Cry, Baby
[A/N: I mean… did we really think I could have a month dedicated to kink without Thomas Shelby?]
🎃🖤🎃🖤🎃🖤🎃🖤🎃🖤
Pairing: Tommy Shelby x female reader (spanking, dacryphilia)
“How many times-” Tommy grits out, his hand cracking against your flesh and sending a jolt along the entire length of your spine, “How many fucking times have I told you not to come into my office when the door is closed?”
“I’m sorry,” you whine, choking on your apology when he slaps your ass again before roughly palming one of your cheeks.
“And what was it you needed, hm?”
“Just-ah!- wanted to see you, Tommy, love,” you answer, the blush blooming across your face matching your skin reddened by Tommy’s punishing right hand.
“You’re lying to me,” he responds easily, momentarily pausing on doling out your discipline to tug your panties aside and sink his middle finger knuckle deep into your soaked cunt. “And you know how I feel about that, pet.”
You let out a low moan before coming to your senses and pressing on, “Not a lie! I did want to see you.”
“And?” Tommy goads, curling his finger to massage your walls while you squirm in his lap, uselessly rutting against his muscular thigh.
“And-” You hesitate, your voice growing softer before confessing, “And I wanted you to fuck me.”
He laughs at that, low and deep in his throat, before slapping you again, lower this time so his palm comes into contact with your aching pussy, and simply responds, “I know.” You let out a sharp cry at the sudden sting of pain, and Tommy repeats the action three more times in rapid succession until he can feel your tears darkening his grey slacks and you can feel the evidence of his arousal pressing into your stomach where you’re folded over his lap.
“That’s it, pet,” he murmurs with a wicked grin, raking his fingers through your hair and yanking your head back so he can see your ruddy, tear-stained cheeks. “You know I love it when you cry for me.” You take in a shuddering breath that morphs into a hiccuped sob when palm meets flesh again, and Tommy lets out a low groan in response.
You feel debauched, degraded, and utterly fucking beautiful.
Turning your head to look up at your love, his brooding visage blurred through wet eyelashes, you smile at him and murmur, “I love you, Tommy.”
He leans down, his tongue darting out to catch a stray tear rounding the apple of your cheek before slipping past your lips in a heady, all-consuming kiss that leaves you breathless. “And I love you, naughty thing. Now, what are you going to do next time that door is closed, hm?”
With a cheeky grin, you ask innocently, “Come in and beg for attention?”
He lets out a sharp exhale in time with his palm striking your ass again, growling something under his breath vaguely reminiscent of incorrigible brat. Then he lets your dress fall back into place before lifting you into his arms, and you tuck your face into the crook of his neck, happily breathing in his familiar smell.
Tommy can feel your wet lashes brushing against his skin every time you blink, and his cock twitches in his pants at the thought of those teary eyes looking up at him while he fucks your throat raw. He opens the door to his office, reveling in your soft gasp when you hear the muttered voices of the men Tommy was meeting with obediently waiting in the long hall. Clearing his throat as he passes by with you cradled in his arms, he announces with a smirk, “Gentlemen, we’ll pick this up tomorrow.”
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skywlker-sluvtt · 8 months
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𝑲𝒊𝒏𝒌𝒕𝒐𝒃𝒆𝒓 𝑫𝒂𝒚 𝑻𝒉𝒓𝒆𝒆
𝒄𝒐𝒅𝒚 𝒙 𝒕𝒉𝒊𝒈𝒉 𝒓𝒊𝒅𝒊𝒏𝒈
a/n: hi my loves! sorry this one is a day late I'm having issues with google docs atm and i was in the emergency room with my brother but i'm back now <3
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cody x fem!reader warnings: grinding, dirty talk, overall porn without plot x word count: 464
As Cody walked through the front door, he could hear the needy whines from your bedroom. Still fully clad in his armour he snuck through the apartment until he could see your open door. The view of you grinding against a pillow, desperately bucking your hips into the fabric, mumbling his name repetitively. It was probably the hottest thing he’d ever seen you do. Removing his codpiece he enjoyed the few for a minute before getting an idea.
“Cyare, all you had to do was call” He smirked watching as you jumped from the bed in shock. “Cody you fucking pervert!” You shouted. “Nothing I haven’t seen before” He teased. “You’re late,” You tell him. “Yeah? And someone has no patience” He replied sitting on the edge of the bed, pulling you to his lap. You kissed him hard, he’d been gone all day and it was hard not to be so needy thinking of Cody. “How about you use my thigh like you did that pillow” He whispered removing his armour for you to get comfortable on him. “Cody” You whined nuzzling into his neck.
He chuckled and shook his head. “You’re being a brat right now baby, follow your orders” He whispers, you knew you were playing a dangerous game being whiny with him. “Yes commander” You mumbled. His hands were set on your hips beginning to guide your movements how he liked. The fabric of his blacks felt amazing against your pussy. Your wetness soaked through and you could feel how he flexed his thigh beneath you. “Commander” You whimpered. Cody admired your movements as you started to rut desperately. “Look at you mesh’la, so horny for me,” He said slapping your ass, encouraging you to go faster.
He continued to kiss you, your lips becoming swollen from his bites as you fucked against his thigh. “I can feel how wet you are it’s pathetic” He smirked against your neck beginning his trail of hickeys. “Cody please, I need your cock. T-This isn’t enough” You beg. “Yes, it is. You know you can baby” “I can’t” You replied breathlessly craving all of him. “Do it” He growled threading his fingers through your hair to tug on them, giving him better access to your neck. “Be a good slut for me”
Your hips began to move erratically chasing your orgasm. Cody admired how pathetic you looked. So desperate and wrapped up in your own pleasure that you didn’t care how you looked. “Cum for me baby, you know you want to” He smirked watching the familiar look on your face as you came repeating his name. You soaked his thigh perfectly resting your head against his armoured shoulder already feeling fucked out. “On the bed, we’re not finished yet Cyare” He whispered.
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lmk if any tages didn't work x
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fourmula1 · 8 months
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Kinktober Day 4: max likes dick
508 words. from the twitter thots universe. severely nsfw.
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Max had taken all kinds of dick in his few years in New York. He’d taken dick the size of a Monster drink can, and he’d taken dick that was easily ten inches, and he’d taken everything in between.
Daniel’s dick was not the thickest, nor the longest, he’d taken, but it was the most perfect amount of big and thick that really did it perfectly for Max.
The perfect amount of stretch to make him feel just the right side of overwhelmed with it. The exact length to fill Max up deep and full and satisfying.
Every time Max dropped down, or pushed back, or fucked himself on it he couldn’t help but moan and whine and gasp for more. He’d had a lot of sex with a lot of different men and he’d thoroughly enjoyed himself the vast majority of the time. Max loved dick. Loved riding dick. Getting stuffed with dick. Being filled up by dick. He was never shy to be vocal in bed, never tried to hold back how good it felt, never felt self-conscious about how verbal he was during sex.
The trouble was that Daniel’s dick was everything he wanted and needed to nail him exactly right. Every position, every angle, Daniel’s dick was the perfect size – the right amount of thick and long – to stretch him and fill him and grind against his prostate with every thrust. Max was no stranger to having to re-arrange positions or angles to get it just right, but he never had to with Daniel. Daniel knew how to fuck him perfectly and Max – for all his usual bedroom chatter – was nothing more than moans and whimpers, lost to the feeling. He’d seen his eyes roll back in footage from the last time they hooked up and had to jerk off and press two fingers inside himself to take the memory-edge off.
He'd wanted to find the words to tell Daniel he felt so good but Daniel’s hand was cupping his jaw as he leaned down for a messy, hot kiss, dick grinding inside Max in the most perfect way. It only took a little rock up against Daniel’s abs before Max was coming between them, crying out into the kiss and clinging to Daniel’s shoulders, pulling his body close – sweaty, sticky, so fucking sexy.
“Don’t stop,” Max whined when Daniel tried to pull back. Max knew a lot of guys didn’t like to keep getting fucked after coming, usually had their tops pull out to come on them instead, but he couldn’t relate. The over-stimulation was hot, to him, and he lifted his leg to lock his heel against Daniel’s lower back to pull him in again. Max wanted Daniel to come. In him.
When Daniel did and finally pulled out, Max reached down between his legs to feel where he was messy and fucked open, watching Daniel’s face cracked open with awe the whole time as Max fingered Daniel’s come back inside himself.
He wanted Daniel to look at him like that forever.
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addie-henderson · 8 months
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Catch me if you can.
Batman gets his rocks off by catching a thief in the bat cave. (of course it's only the love of his life)
A joyous whistled tune echos off the tall walls and soon trailed off. It was dark and gloomy, like the cave always was. the sound of sharp heels hitting the ground was apparent in the silence. A gloved finger ran along the keys of the rather large computer that hung above the head of anyone who could possibly wall the halls.
"wonder if he's overcompensating for something..." you wonder out loud knowing your dig would get at the nerves of your watchful audience.
there's no immediate response that can be heard so the strut around the cave continues with a hand on tour of an extensive weapons artillery. A batarang found its way in between nimble fingers. you take your time spinning in your hand before sticking it into the belt hanging low on your waist.
"oooo, freeze gun." you mutter before grabbing that too.
despite the cold weapon in your hands there's a sudden warmth behind you and you smile. Bruce.
"Bandit." a hand grabs hold of your arm roughly, in a way Bruce would never be seen touching you. careless and hard.
"Batman." you muse, "come here often?"
you both knew the answer. you both knew you were being coy with him.
"I'd like to ask you the same question." his gruff voice came from under the cawl, thought a small smirk makes your stomach flutter.
"you'll have to catch me first, love." you hiss, spinning with a ferocity of someone fighting for their life. you drop low and swing your leg under his sending him tumbling onto his back (he could have dodged. you knew he could have)
He's quick back up to his feet but you're quicker, grabbing a few trinkets off of display before he's back on his feet.
"You don't think I'd actually let you leave do you?"
"We'll find out won't we, Batty boy?"
he lunges forward, without any thought. no slow meticulous planning. only his instincts.
you smile again, this was too easy. the bottom of your heeled boot collides with his armored chest although you know it doesn't hurt him he falls once more and this time you're right on top of him.
"there actually is one more thing I'd like to take with me," you lean close to his face his breath is warm again your lips. "the cowl of the caped crusader."
your lips press to his and he pretend to struggles against you as your greedy hands begin to pull off the only thing keeping you from seeing his face. he throws his weight from under you send your back to the ground and house pinned under his weight.
"I think I'll keep that, thanks." he shoots back. his hand finds your throat and you gasp." I think I'll keep all of it. maybe even you. "
the thought excites you. the idea of being kept here on display like one of his other knick knacks and toys. to be taken down and used and put back like you're no more important than a spare grappling hook or a book of riddles.
"I did-," you gasp searching for the air you're being shorted "I didn't plan for a sleep over, batsy."
he says nothing. figures. he's done enough talking. his hand finds the cool metal zipper in all the leather clinging to your skin and it's not long before the feel of the cold air hits your exposed thighs.
he's just as rough and careless as his fighting when his hand smacks down against your thighs and you jump. a small welcoming whimper leaving your lips. "don't worry. I'll lend you something when I'm through... or maybe I'll leave you like this. I haven't decided."
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babyjakes · 6 months
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i'm so proud of how hard i've worked through kinkmas, as we're nearing the end here i've been looking back and wow 🥺 i definitely didn't plan on writing so many full-length fics!! like i thought maybe i'd do a couple for the weekends, but there have been SEVEN so far 😭 to be fair, many of them started as blurbs but i just got carried away hehe 🥲 it's been so fun, i hope you guys have been able to see all the time, effort, and love i've been putting into this event!
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Me: Ooooh, October is almost here! I finally get to do my first Kinktober entries!
New job, money, seasonal depression, energy levels:
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sluttywoozi · 9 months
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i need it to be OCTOBER i want to release my FICS
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swampstew · 8 months
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BLORBO OF THE DAY: Eustass Kid with G-48 ~ Milking Table
Rules: I gotta post a drabble/headcanon list/one shot! What will I come up with? Not even I know🔮✨
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outerrimhours · 2 years
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Kinktober Day 7
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Kinktober Day 7: Masochism with Darth Maul
Title: Of Dreams and Nightmares
Pairing - Darth Maul  X Female!Reader
Prompt - Masochism
Word Count - 449
Warnings/Notes - NSFW 18+ (18+ minors DNI) Oral f! Receiving, choking, very short because my brain hurts I'm sorry :(
Song - Eugnot by Graillz Beni
Maul was a nightmare to most. The intricate tribal ink that ghosted over the crimson of his skin, horns adorning his head like a crown of thorn; most saw this devil in their nightmares. Ruthless and blood thirsty; no mercy to be shown. Would they believe he was the center of your dreams? Saffron eyes vindictive and fierce, except when they were looking at you. You were the only soft, delicate thing Maul knew. In you he found innocence,  curiosity, and even if he hated to admit it - peace. Although he could be callous and impatient, sometimes even vile; he was also passionate and gentle. 
Like when he sighs into the wetness of your cunt, fingers that have taken the life of many, anchored ever so gently against the flesh of your thighs. He spreads them far apart, making sure the point of his horns comes nowhere close to the fragile flesh. His tongue is languid, lips sucking and tasting every ounce of arousal that pools out of you. He knows what you like, learning and adapting with every sound you make. 
His tongue against your clit, flicking and swirling, vicious teeth nipping, sends you into a frenzy. You’re overstimulated and your orgasm has yet to reach its peak, because he loves to tortutre you. When his hands travel up to grip the sides of your stomach, you can’t help but to close your legs around his head. The pain of the serrated crown of horns digging into your flesh making you cry out blissfully, the knowing that they would surely cause bruises made your head swim. 
Maul growled into your cunt at the action, hearing the erotic thoughts in your mind. 
“Wicked girl”, he murmured, shocked that you loved the pain. The affliction causing your orgasm to arrive sooner than anticipated. 
Maul clawed the flesh of your thighs, more ruthless, eagerly bringing you to bliss. 
You didn’t have a chance to recuperate from the intensity of the orgasm he had long edged you to before his hand was around your throat squeezing. He wanted to test you, see how far he could push you until you broke at this new found enjoyment. Although you were his diaphaneity, he couldn’t help himself from wanting you to gasp for air underneath him, claw at his hand and beg with your eyes. He wanted to grip your jaw in his hand until it left bruises, but not in a malicious way. He wanted his ministrations to bring you pleasure, but also selfishly aiding in his own. One thing that would never change about Maul was his need for power, control. And you were willing to give it all to him.
Taglist : @samspenandsword , @acatalystrising , @sharpbarnacle , @kraytclaw , @adikas-world
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agippangs · 9 months
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i need to be sedated bc tell me why i thought it was a riding crop, not an arrow FJSKGKSKFKSKDKD
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yujinslovr · 8 months
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Suits? Is that just them wearing a suit? if so, suits w/ g!p Yujin
i mean i didnt cross it out bcz im pretty sure that’s what it means😭😭😭
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chxrrysangel · 8 months
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WELCOME SLUTS
(Affectionate ofc, unless you’re into that 😉)
Kinktober has finally arrived, the month we all wait for with bated breath. As fics are more concrete/completed, they will be added to this masterlist. Have fun and uh…don’t keep the sheets dry.
They won’t be posted everyday, but in bursts because I’m a full time student and have a job. But they’ll be coming!
2. 7 minutes in heaven - Robin Buckley x fem!reader
5. Somnophilia - Jason Todd
8. Dubcon/mask kink - Ghostface! Dabi x reader
21. Role play - Bucky Barnes
27. Dumbification - Geto Suguru
31. 7 Minutes in Heaven - Robin Buckley
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bottomvalerius · 9 months
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Me: I wish they had Lucio manipulating and girl bossing MC in his route :///
Me, someone with a literal bachelors degree in creative writing: wait I can literally just do this myself and this time with an additional, older, sadder man too for T4T4T fuckery
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