#kinktober vol. 2

[amatchinwater]

Pairing: Steve Harrington x fem!reader

Warnings: explicit sexual content, fingering, oral f receiving, unprotected sex (reader on pill), cream pie,

Words: 2513

Kinktober: Food Play for @pumkinspice28

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It’s been a little while since you and Steve were able to have some time for yourselves. After Starcourt blew up and Billy’s passing, things in town just didn’t seem like they wanted to calm down. Well, okay, that’s not entirely true. In the sense of Upside Down fuckery, things were calm. But when you find yourself best friends with a bunch of thirteen year olds who always want to do something and look up to you for companionship, you and your boyfriend become very busy very quickly. 

The saving grace, surprisingly, was Nancy. Offering that she and Robin take the kids out and do something together, giving you and Steve some much needed alone time. You were shocked because despite the girl dating Jonathan, you could’ve sworn she still harbored feelings for Steve. Not that you could really blame her if she did. Steve is an amazing boyfriend, not to mention very pleasing to look at. 

Pulling up to your shared apartment with Steve after closing up Family Video, you were very excited to finally spend some time with him. What you weren’t expecting was to walk through the front door and see your boyfriend in the kitchen. He’d made you guys dinner and it smelled delicious. Your mouth started to water the second you crossed the threshold and kicked off your shoes. 

“It smells amazing, Stevie,” you smile, tossing your bag and vest on the couch, leaving you in a low cut top. “What’d you make?” You ask, coming up behind your boyfriend, wrapping your arms around his middle while he stirs what looks like a dark gravy or some sort of sauce in a pot. 

Setting the wooden spoon down, he turns in your hold, stroking his fingers along the small of your back. “Pot roast, veggies, and mashed potatoes. Everything is staying warm in the oven while I finish up the gravy.” Steve kisses your nose, “did you have a good shift?” 

You sign into his contact, “yeah, it wasn’t too bad, actually. Robin let me go a little early that way the kids didn’t see me before I left. I still can’t believe we get a whole night to ourselves.”

Steve smiles brightly, excitement sparkling in his eyes. “Me either, I’m honestly surprised Dustin hasn’t called in annoyance yet. Let me finish this and then we can eat,” your boyfriend leans in, sealing your mouths together though you can’t stop smiling. 

You’re far too excited as well but you set up the table so he can finish up. 

Dinner, unsurprisingly, was amazing. Steve has always been a fantastic cook and it shows that he enjoys doing it too. “I hope you saved room for dessert,” he says, placing the dishes in the sink. 

“Dessert?” You perk up, ever present sweet tooth all too happy. With a grin, Steve nods towards the fridge. Moving any faster and your socks would have made you slip on your way. Yanking open the door, you can’t contain your squeal. Finding chocolate covered strawberries, whipped cream, cherries, and chocolate sauce. You yank out the can of whipped cream in excitement. 

Coming up behind you, Steve shakes a container of sprinkles, “there’s ice cream in the freezer too.” 

You giggle and turn around, “all we need is your sailor uniform and you’re good to go, huh? Gonna make me a sundae?” 

Steve’s eyes drag along your body, “I can do that.” 

A blush burns your cheeks, unsure why the response caused the reaction in the first place. “I-I’ll get the scoop and some bowls,” you stammer, nervous under the intense gaze of his brown eyes. Busying yourself with the task, Steve takes all of the other items and places them on the counter beside you. While he opens everything else, you pop the cap off the whipped cream. Not wanting to wait, you hover the nozzle over your mouth and press down. Giggling when a little too much comes out, dripping down the corner of your mouth as you try to catch all of it. 

Steve’s thumb quickly swipes it away, watching you with glazed eyes, he brings the digit to his mouth, sucking it clean. Good god. That’s something to fucking see. “Fuck the bowls,” Steve says, “who needs one when I have something as sweet as you?” 

You choke. Trying your very best to make sure that whipped cream doesn’t make its way into your lungs from his words. Or out of your nose for that matter. “What?” You embarrassingly squeak. 

Flipping open the top of the chocolate sauce, you can only watch as Steve turns the bottle, dripping some over the crook of your neck. Your boyfriend hums to himself, leaning in to lick and suck the treat from your skin. A deep moan pushes past your lips, Steve biting the flesh. “Yeah, I like that idea a lot better,” he groans, lifting you up effortlessly and laying you down on the now clean dining room table. 

“S-Steve,” you pant your breaths at the hungry look in your boyfriend’s eyes. 

“Yes, princess?” He asks, unbuttoning your jeans and pulling them down your legs. 

You’re incredibly turned on and all he’s done is said some choice words and licked your neck. Okay, so maybe it’s been a little while since the two of you had a chance to have sex too. Adding in the food is a first though. But you’re so ready. “Nothing,” you reply, lifting up to yank your shirt over your head, eager to be his plate. 

His hands roam every inch of your exposed body. Arching your back, allowing him to unclasp your bra and toss it who cares where. Peppering kisses down your torso, Steve curls his fingers in your lacy panties, removing those too. Now fully exposed to your boyfriend, you can’t help but notice the lack of nakedness from him. You catch the hem of his shirt when he tries to move away, a whine of protest crawling from your throat. 

“Sorry, angel,” Steve chuckles, reaching behind himself to pull his shirt off. Your eyes dilate at the tan skin covered in chest hair. Not something you ever thought you’d be into, but on Steve it’s fucking intoxicating. “Now,” he leans over your face, “be my good girl and sit still for me. I’m starving,” Steve all but growls, slamming his mouth to yours. 

His tongue pushes past your lips and you moan into the kiss, carding your fingers through his locks. You love being the only one who’s allowed to mess up Steve’s perfect hair. It fills you with more pride than it should. 

But all too soon, Steve pulls away, going to get the ingredients from the counter and place them beside you on the table. Shaking the canister of whipped cream, smiling he outlines your nipples with the treat. After putting some above your aching pussy- because actually on it would be fun for no one- Steve points the nozzle at your mouth. Gratefully, you open your mouth, flavor bursting on your tongue. 

All you can do is watch in awe as Steve makes you eat your words. Literally making you a sundae. He’s far more generous with the chocolate sauce than he was with the cream. Doing zigzags literally everywhere. Neatly over the whipped cream he left and then on your thighs and stomach. The more you watch him put on your body, the wetter you get. So badly needing him to trace the lines with his tongue already. Just like the cream, once satisfied, Steve offers you some. This time, when the chocolate hits your tongue, so does Steve’s. Swirling along yours for the most delicious taste you’ve ever had. 

Your chest heaves, despite your efforts to stay still. You’d hate to ruin his masterpiece. Steve regards you as nothing less either. Little noises of approval at the designs he places along your skin. Shaking some sprinkles, you giggle when he tosses the closed container over his shoulder. Always one to throw humor into anything to make sure you’re at ease and enjoying yourself. Your pupils dilate further, watching his long fingers dig into the jar of cherries to put one on either nipple. You squirm, your cunt undoubtedly dripping onto the table. You want his fingers inside you so fucking badly. 

Something Steve must realize, because after giving you a cherry, he sucks his fingers clean, reaching down to rub them along your folds. His eyes darken, “you’re so fucking wet, princess.” Steve’s lips curl into a devilish grin, “such a dirty girl,” he chuckles darkly at the loud moan from your lips when he thrusts two fingers inside you deep. “Stay still,” your boyfriend chastises, “don’t ruin my work before I’ve finished it.” 

Like that’s the easiest thing to do when he pumps his fingers so deliciously. The sweetness on your tongue and the look in his eyes pushing you closer and closer to the edge. Warmth pools in your stomach and your limbs lock up, moaning wantonly, “Steve. Steve, please.” 

“Are you gonna cum?” He whispers in your ear and you whine. “Good. Cum, sweet girl,” Steve rushes back, thrusting his fingers faster until you explode. Trembling, you scream through your orgasm, soaking his fingers. Steve’s tongue laps up your juices, pulling his fingers out to clean you up. “Fuck, you always taste so fucking good.” Steve kisses your thigh, licking up some of the chocolate sauce, “almost done, promise.” His brown eyes flick up to your hooded gaze, “I need to be inside you so bad, princess.” 

His words alone make you moan. You’re a mess and you want his cock inside you too. Really fucking badly. Probably worse than him with one orgasm under your belt and laying out in the open like this. It’s almost a tease as much as it is fun. Your eyes widen, Steve coming up to eat the treats he’d made of your nipples. You moan when his tongue reaches the sensitive bud, swirling and sucking until they’re both clean. Eyes rolling back, you try not to squirm as he cleans the chocolate sauce from your torso. 

“Steve,” you gasp, reaching up to try and pull him closer. 

But your boyfriend backs off, “one last thing,” he says, grabbing a spoon and opening the chocolate ice cream. Confused, you cock your head as he puts a spoonful in his mouth and sets the container aside. Steve winks at you. 

Why the fuck did he wink at- “shit,” you gasp, goosebumps pebbling your flesh. Your boyfriend trails the ice cream down your stomach towards the mound of whipped cream above your pussy. It’s so fucking cold. So why does it feel so good? Steve makes quick work of cleaning you off. 

His brown eyes are intense and glassy, watching you as he trails his tongue along the ice cream. Holy shit. Compared to the coldness of the ice cream, Steve’s tongue is that much hotter. Scorching your skin as he cleans the mess he’d created. Thankfully, he doesn’t seem able to keep stopping anymore. Once your torso is slick with his spit rather than dessert, your boyfriend keeps moving down. You hear his pants unbuckle and clank against the tile floor. But the majority of your focus is on his tongue. 

Dipping inside your folds, making you moan wildly, he toys with you. Steve has always loved eating you out. Doing it after literally eating off of you seems all the more fun to him. You can’t fucking breathe. His tongue swirls along your clit deliciously. Perfectly. One hand spreads your thighs apart, smearing chocolate sauce everywhere, the other slides back into your throbbing pussy. Your walls clench around the digits, hips grinding against his face while Steve moans with you. He always said your pleasure gets him off. His mouth and fingers play your body like a piano, expertly calling forth another orgasm. 

You shake through it, crying out and throwing your head back. 

Steve yanks his fingers out and you hiss at the abruptness of the action. Barely even getting the split second to really feel the loss, your boyfriend slams himself inside of you. A loud moan rips from your throat, hands coming up to dig your nails into his biceps. Fingers are one thing, Steve’s cock being so deep in your pussy so fast leaves you tingly all over. Pleasure coursing through your body faster than blood. He grins at you with the smallest hint of teeth as he slowly drags himself back.

“God,” you groan, head thumping against the table. You can’t handle seeing it on top of feeling it. Too much. Way too much. But it’s also really fucking good. Because Steve keeps his torturous, slow pace, raising your heartbeat higher and higher. 

“Come on, angel,” Steve coos deeply, “look at me.” With a small whimper, you do as you're told, met with dark eyes, almost black, and his muscles twitching from holding himself up. “That’s my girl,” he praises, the only hint you get before he thrusts faster. Harder than before. Hitting that sweet spot until your toes curl. “So pretty. Squeeze me, sweetheart, come on.”

You babble incoherent words, probably his name. Not that you have any fucking clue if that’s true or not. So much pleasure wracks your frame, you tremble, orgasm coiling tightly in your gut. All the while those damn brown eyes stare into you, full of love and absolute bliss. The sight of him enjoying your body as much as you enjoy his is what does it for you. Your walls flutter, unable to clench around him any longer as you cum again. You’ve lost count now to be perfectly honest. 

That’s quite okay with you. 

Steve moans deep in his chest, watching you fall apart while literally balls deep always gets to him. “Gonna fill you up now angel,” your boyfriend’s thrusts get sloppy, but not even remotely softer. His face pinches, thrusting deep inside before you feel the warmth of his release filling you up. 

God, you love the way that feels. One day you’ll get off the pill and give him his band of Harringtons. But for now, you’ll close your eyes in bliss at the way his cum feels inside your pussy. 

Carefully, Steve pulls out and drops a finger between your legs, “so messy. I think you should clean yourself up,” Steve says, running it up your folds, humming to himself, before bringing the white coated digit to your face. Eyes half focused and heavy, a smile pulls at your lips and you open wide. You groan with glee at the taste, sucking his finger clean. “Always my good girl, huh?” 

You nod happily, wrapping your arms around Steve to pull him close, “I love you, Stevie.”

“I love you, too,” he taps your nose with a soft smile. “Let’s get you up and into the bath.” You hold on tighter, knowing he’ll carry you there himself. Steve is the master of cuddles and loving touches and you’re more than looking forward to it.

#steve harrington #steve harrington x reader #steve harrington x fem!reader #steve harrington smut #steve harrington x you #stranger things #Kinktober vol. 2 #Match Writes

[cissyenthusiast010155]

Corsetry Kink with Nebula ~Kinktober 2023

Happy October 28th!!! Welcome to the fourth and the final week of Kinktober! 💙 On the docket today we have a Corsetry Kink. With the adopted daughter of a titan and Guardian of the Galaxy, Nebula. Enjoy!! 🖤🎃

Previous Day <—found here!

Kinktober 2023 <—Here!!

Mommy… Master List

Requests & Prompt-List

Warnings: NSFW, Corsetry kink, teasing, kissing, flustering, talk of smut, self worth issues, implied future smut, etc.

Enjoy (;

“Got you something…” you cooed, hiding the box behind your back.

Nebula starred at you with her iconic annoyed look.

“What?” She impatiently asked.

You grinned and handed her the box.

“Because you always say you want to be pretty, and I always say that you are pretty…” you explained, “So I thought I’d remind you how pretty you are.

She grabbed the box from you swiftly.

“I’m not pretty…” Nebula huffed, throwing the box open and letting its pieces fall to the ground.

What was left was a corset in the woman’s hand. She held it up with awe, her eyes wide and her mouth agape. Her gaze then eventually shifted to you.

“I…” she stammered, desperately searching for the right words.

“It’s alright. Don’t say anything.” You reassured her, “Just put it on. And kiss me…”

Her eyes darkened at your last sentence, and she nodded eagerly. Nebula then began attempting to put on the corset. But it was apparent quite quickly that she needed assistance.

“Here, Let me…” you hummed, floating over to the blue woman and helping her adorn the corsetry with ease, tightening the garment to her satisfaction.

Nebula nodded in thanks and then looked in the mirror. Her jaw dropped and tears started to brim on her eyes.

She then swiftly turned back to you and smashed her lips against yours. You reciprocated eagerly. Your tongues danced together, exploring each other’s mouths, before having to pull away for air.

“What do you think…?” You ask, indicating to the corset.

Nebula looks at you, to the corset, and back to you.

“It’s hot. It’s so hot. Make me want to thank you…” She pants, inflecting her tone on thank to get across to you how much this was turning her on.

“You look hot.” You purr, “and sexy. And pretty. And horny…”

You tease the woman with your last word, receiving a swat in the arm from your efforts.

“Hey!” You exclaim, rubbing your arm dramatically.

“What, You’re telling me that you aren’t getting wetter by the second…?” You change your tone to a husky purr.

Your words send shivers down Nebula’s spine.

“Shut up…” she grumbled.

“I won’t, not sorry.” You purr, shrugging, “You’re making me so fucking horny, baby… Wanna fuck you while you look all pretty tied up in that corset…”

Nebula’s eyes widen and she gulps. After a second, she nods vigorously.

“Nuh uh… ” You cooed teasingly, wagging your finger playfully at her, “Want me to show you how pretty you are…? Want me to tighten that corset and cut off your circulation…? Use your words then.”

Nebula blushed at your words and fiddled with her fingers.

“Please…” she whispered.

“What was that?”

“Please fuck me” she pled, “fuck me pretty please…!”

“Because you asked so nicely.” You purred, tilting your head to the woman.

“But Baby, You’re already pretty. I’ll just have to remind you of that…” you cooed, connecting your lips to Nebula’s once more.

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Next Day <—Puppy Play Kink!!

Nebula Masterlist

Kinktober 2023 Masterlist

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[talesof-old]

your beauty never ever scared me | r.b.

pairing: robin buckley x fem!reader

warning(s): 18+, smut, demon!robin, overstimulation, use of a dildo (f receiving), robin’s kinda mean in this one (ish), not proofread, not edited

word count: 349

kinktober series

robin knows exactly how to make you feel like you matter the most to her

prompt: overstimulation

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You’d lost count of how many times Robin had made you come.

Sweat clung to your skin like a second skin and you moaned brokenly as Robin thrusted the dildo in and out of you. The sounds of your slick filled the air and you couldn’t help the way your back arched as the tip of the dildo grazed something deep in you. Your gaze was foggy as you stared up at Robin, her eyes completely black as she watched you with something akin to care.

All of this started when you’d seen her eyeing someone on the walk home, a pretty girl with blonde curls and an ass you envied. She’d rolled her eyes and pulled you in for a kiss when you’d confronted her, simply saying that you were cute when you were jealous.

That wasn’t the response you wanted.

Instead, a fight had ensued, one that ended with her revealing that she couldn’t let herself get too close to you out of fear. She was terrified that you would eventually see her as she actually was: a demon.

You reached for her, hands trembling as you cupped her face and whined, words failing you. She smirked, leaning forward until she hovered over you. Your head fell to the side at a particularly hard thrust, eyes unfocused as painful pleasure washed over you. You caught the outline of her shadow for a brief second, something monstrous compared to the form your girlfriend so often took.

“Look at you, so fucked out you can’t even speak.”

She was laughing, the sound ringing in your ears like a thousand bells. You let out a hoarse sound, arching your body into hers until she pressed her lips to yours, something sharp pricking at the skin on your lips. She licked at the blood coming from the wound, humming as your body trembled.

“You’re my favorite, beautiful. Could never love someone like I love you.”

Your eyes rolled into the back of your head as yet another orgasm washed over you, your mind buzzing.

She cooed, nuzzling her nose against yours.

#stranger things #stranger things season 4 #stranger things volume 2 #stranger things vol 1 #robin buckley x reader #robin buckley #robin buckley smut #kinktober

[jellyfishsthings]

Masterlist No.2 (no.1 here)

Navigation

Edit: Updated version ✌️

¤ = smut

smau = social media au

Marauders Era:

James Potter:

Eating out, vol.2 ¤

Remus Lupin:

Touches ¤

And the were roomates ¤

Shy reader

Aftercare

Mean bf Remus ¤

Being mean to himself

Kinktober fav.1, fav.2 , fav.3 ¤

Animagus comfort

The One We Were Caught

Head Cannons

Star Wars:

Anakin Skyalker:

Headboard gripper ¤

Forbidden Love ¤

God I hate you ¤

He is that type of guy ¤

Pussy eater ¤

Baby fever , vol.2 ¤

Bloody Skywalker

Back to you

Feral

Formula 1+2:

Oscar Piastri:

Bubbles was...

Mich Shumacker:

Fake Dating (smau)

Charles Leclerc:

Meet cute

Max Verstappen:

Three Musketeers (smau series)

Ollie Bearman:

Dating Headcannons

Lando Norris:

Clingy

#remus lupin #remus lupin x fem!reader #remus lupin smut #remus lupin fluff #remus lupin x reader #anakin skywalker #anakin skywalker x reader #anakin skywalker smut #f1 x reader #f1 smut #charles leclerc x reader #lando norris x reader #oscar piastri x reader #max verstappen x reader #mick schumacher x reader

[sev-on-kamino]

Show & Tell - Kinktober 2023 vol. 2

Pairing: Commander Thorn x afab!Reader

Warnings: teasing, dirty talk, fingering, unprotected piv sex (be safe irl), the armor stays on, public sex, competency kink, authority kink, lil voice kink, breathplay if you squint, marking, if I missed anything lemme know

Summary: You think you can get away with teasing Thorn because you’re at work, and he’s on duty. He proves you wrong.

Word count: 1599

A/N: this isn’t proofread or edited. if you see an error, no you don’t 🥰

Dividers by the GOAT @dystopicjumpsuit

Teasing Thorn was an art, and you were an artist. Choosing the proper venue was just as, if not more, important than your methods.

Letting him catch you, as your eyes trailed hungrily up and down his armored form. Making sure he saw you squeeze your thighs together, squirming slightly in your seat. Making eye contact while you licked the icing off of your spoon.

All guaranteed winners.

Your greatest hits.

But you’d learned quickly that Thorn rarely had any reservations about fucking you wherever you chose to tease him. Restaurants, 79’s, Corrie HQ. The higher the chance you could get caught, the harder he took you. He’d watched you come undone for him through the mirror of so many refreshers you’d both lost count. And you felt so bad about defiling Fox’s desk that you’d bought him some really expensive chocolates for his decant day, and forbade Thorn from eating any.

Yet you still felt exceptionally confident that you could easily rile him up, and successfully make him wait that day. Your team was setting up new computers, datapads, and protocol droids in the senate building, and Thorn, along with a squad of his men, were accompanying you and your team through the higher security areas.

You’d drawn the short straw that morning which meant updating and testing the viewing platforms in the rotunda. The longest and most tedious of all the tasks, but it required precision because even Grizzer wouldn’t be able to find every piece of you, if a senator fell out of the air during session.

Thorn naturally agreed to stay with you while you worked in the center of the room at the Chancellor’s podium. You plugged in your holopad, and began running your diagnostic report.

“This all for you today?” Thorn asked, as he watched your fingers flying across the screen with interest.

“Mmhmm,” you replied, not taking your eyes off of your screen. “What about you? Fox cracking the whip as hard as usual, or shall I make dinner for two?”

“Make it for three,” Thorn commanded playfully. “I’m starving.”

“Ok, Commander Bottomless Pit,” you said, laughing, as you bent over to access the control panel in the podium.

You heard a slow exhale through Thorn’s vocoder, and wiggled your hips.

“See something you like?”

“I see something that belongs to me.”

“Easy, Commander, we’re on duty,” you replied, straightening up, and popping open the top button of your shirt.

“I know exactly where we are,” Thorn said with a short laugh, as he folded his arms, and regarded you through his visor. “Now get back to work.”

You were used to Thorn using his command voice at random times. You liked hearing it, and he liked the effect it had on you. But at that moment, you decided you just didn’t want to comply…not fully anyway.

“Yes, sir,” you said, abandoning your work voice in favor of the bedroom tones that made Thorn squirm.

“You’re playing a dangerous game,” Thorn warned.

“See, I don’t think I am,” you replied, popping another button before resuming your work.

Thorn released another short laugh followed by an amused hum. He watched you work, your face the picture of concentration, as platforms detached from the wall and you moved them about before replacing them.

You bit your lip, and hummed softly, as you shifted in your seat. To anyone else it would simply look like you wanted to get comfortable, but to Thorn it meant war. He stepped up behind your seat, reaching around to grip your throat just beneath your jaw.

“You don’t know when to quit, do you?” He growled into your ear.

“This little display meant to stop me?” You asked with a little smirk, even as you squeezed your thighs together in earnest.

“Stand up,” Thorn commanded, releasing you and backing up to give you room.

Your stomach lurched with excitement and anxiety.

“You wouldn’t,” you whispered even as you complied, standing up and gazing up into his visor.

“Watch me,” he said, removing his codpiece. “Or don’t. You have work to do.”

With that he grabbed you by the hips and turned you around. You heard the light hiss as his helmet was unsealed and the soft tap as he sat it in your abandoned chair. You glanced at your chrono and realized you really did have work to do, if you wanted to finish before anyone came looking for you.

Your fingers began moving again, your eyes racing across the screen, as the platforms once again detached from the wall one by one before returning to their bases.

You felt Thorn’s hands at your hips, pushing your pants midway down your thighs.

“No panties?” He mused, a gloved finger swirling around your entrance. “You make it so easy for me, cyar’ika.”

Your movements paused, a platform hung in the air above you, the servos whirring quietly in the empty, cavernous space.

“Keep going,” Thorn ordered, pressing his finger inside you, causing your hips to jerk, as you bit the inside of your cheek.

Taking a deep breath, you resumed your task. The platforms continued their smooth waltz in the air around you even while Thorn pressed his fingers inside you, preparing you to take him like you were at home making dinner.

He ran his free hand up the outside of your thigh, giving your hip a squeeze before continuing up your side and sliding around to your stomach. His fingers continued to pump in and out of you, as his other hand slid up your body to palm your breast through your shirt.

“Look at you go, baby. I’m barely even distracting you. That’s my brilliant girl,” he purred, leaning forward to bite down on the sensitive juncture between your neck and shoulder.

At that your fingers ceased their race across the keys, balling into fists, as an obscene moan rose out of your throat. The sound danced along the walls, ringing clearly in the cavernous space while he sucked and licked at the spot, making you squirm and attempt to fuck yourself on his fingers.

“Do you know how good you sound?” Thorn asked, brushing his lips over the shell of your ear. “I wanna hear my name bouncing off these walls.”

“Fuck, Thorn, please,” you swore under your breath, as he pulled his fingers away.

“Patience.”

He grabbed your hips with both hands, tugging you back towards his body, before sliding one hand up your back between your shoulder blades and pushing down.

You let him position your body as he liked, took a deep breath and resumed your task. You cried out, typing faster, as you felt his cock sliding into you. You clenched around him with a desperate whine.

“Thorn, please,” you begged softly.

“Ask me to fuck you while you work,” He ordered. “I know my brilliant cyare can do both, so ask me.”

“Baby, please,” you whined.

He pulled back and snapped his hips forward, drawing another moan from you.

“Ask.”

“Please, Thorn,” you relented. “Fuck me while I work.”

“With pleasure,” he replied, rolling his hips, as he found a rhythm that brushed that delicious spot inside that made stars flash in your vision.

The obscene sound of his cock sliding in and out of your wet cunt, mixed with the soft hum of the servos created your own little chorus. The platforms moved smoothly in a pleasing pattern that traveled around the rotunda. Normally, the pattern would have been satisfying in and of itself, but the sight took a backseat to Thorn’s thigh plates snacking against your bare thighs.

“So wet for me. You’d love it if my squad walked in right now, wouldn’t you?” Thorn teased, as he continued to enjoy your body, reaching around to play with your clit.

You clenched around him, hesitating just a second before resuming.

“Oh, fuck, I felt that, baby. You wanna fuck in front of my men? Want them to see what a perfect little slut you can be?”

“Thorn, please, I’m so close,” you moaned, relieved that you were almost finished.

“I know you are, cyar’ika,” Thorn purred into your ear before nipping at it sharply. “Think you can finish before I make you come?”

You didn’t reply, you simply worked faster, which only triggered Thorn’s competitive instinct. His fingers moved more deliberately against your clit. Firm, smooth circles that had his name floating through the room amongst the platforms.

15 platforms to go.

Thorn shifted the two of you, to thrust into you at a new angle, and you bit the inside of your cheek to stay focused.

10 platforms to go.

His hand left your hip to wrap firmly around your throat again.

5 platforms to go.

“Come for me, baby,” he commanded.

You felt the edge of your bliss, you just had to let go, and give in, but you resisted.

“Now, love,” he said firmly. “Be a good girl, and you can have my cum dripping out of your pretty little pussy the rest of the day.”

You couldn’t hold back. You reached back to bury your fingers in his curls, moaning his name, as your orgasm swept through you. A wave of white hot pleasure that had your thighs shaking.

“That’s it baby,” Thorn encouraged, as his own climax caused him to regain his hold on your hips to keep you in place, as he fulfilled his promise. You’d finish your task with his cum filling your cunt, and he’d escort you and your team out of the senate building as it dripped down your thighs.

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#seven writes #kintober 2023 #thorn smut #commander thorn x reader #tcw thorn x reader #thorn x reader #x reader #reader insert #not safe for costco #not safe for brunch

[arlerts-angel]

— ˗ˋ 𝐤𝐢𝐧𝐤𝐭𝐨𝐛𝐞𝐫 𝐰𝐢𝐭𝐡 𝐚𝐫𝐥��𝐫𝐭𝐬-𝐚𝐧𝐠𝐞𝐥 ˊ˗ —

cum one, cum all! welcome to my first ever kinktober event! i hope everyone's as excited as i am for what's in store this slutty month! if you haven't already, join my taglist!

taglist: @callm3senpaii @la-undercover-latina @darkstarlight82 @arlertwitch @nigthmar3moon @dilfkentolover @ringsofsaturnnnn @softlilpeachxx @daddydynamight @millennialmagicalgirl @arlertdarling @i-literally-cant-with-this @hannas16

vol. 1: masturbation

multi-character

vol. 2: uniform

armin x fem!reader, canonverse

vol. 3: food play

armin x fem!reader

vol. 4: overstimulation

sub!armin x fem!dom reader

banners by benkeibear + silkholland

#🪽 — heaven in hiding #kinktober #kinktober masterlist #kinktober 2023 #attack on titan smut #shingeki no kyojin smut #aot smut #snk smut #armin arlert smut #armin arlert x reader smut #armin arlert x reader #eren jaeger smut #eren jaeger x reader #levi ackerman smut #levi ackerman x reader

[wifetomegatron]

hello !

twenty. south-east asian living in europe. enfj.

this is an 18+ blog so minors dni ! respectfully, i will block you and i do not consent with having my work fed to ai or reposted in other websites

🇵🇸 resources : - decolonise palestine - al jazeera - reuters - associated press - palestinian youth movement - what is up palestine

used to be primergon but i kinda grew out of it + just where i occasionally put my shorter writings in when it's not long enough for ao3, or when i feel like reposting them here

ask box is open and so are requests... not sure if i can do all of them but a girl will try!

tumblr masterlist (below the cut) :

masterlist !

✮ wifetomegatron's kinktober writing prompts (mdni!)✮ one shots reposted from ao3 1. and you're feeling, you're hungry ( whirl / reader ) (nsfw!) 2. here’s to peace ( and those who get in the way of it ) ( first aid / reader ) 3. you flare, you flicker, you fade (and in the end, all your tomorrows become yesterdays) [ megatron / reader ] ✮ one shots only on tumblr 1. one hundred and one nights (overlord/reader) (nsfw!)

✮ drabbles 1. prowl looks to good for a funeral, first contact au 2. krok finds humans disgusting. at least, that's what he tries to convince himself (nsfw!) 3. perceptor wants to study you (nsfw!) 4. fondest, blindest, weakest (idw megatron) (nsfw!) 5. eden. megatron / fem!reader drabble (nsfw!) 6. i love you (it'll pass) (ratchet/reader)7. this is a happy house ( we're happy here ). tarn / afab!reader. nsfw! mdni! 8. megatron (idw) / fem!reader. drabble. crying k!nk (nfsw!) ✮ imagines 1. Imagine a liaison aboard the lost light who calls people 'love' and 'dear' in a very soft, delicate tone (gen). 2. imagine leaving lipstick stains all over your cybertronian s/o 3. a study in metal and silk. mtmte imagines. 4. imagine how perfect of a husband rung must be. (rung/reader) (nsfw!) 5. i want to spoil megatron ( imagine, megatron / reader, first contact au) 6. skids & daniel craig (holform troubles) 7. imagine dratchet as girl dads (fluff 8. countries and cities i've been to that i think the lost light crew will enjoy (vol. i) 9. overachiever liasison au ✮ requests 1. rodimus meeting the family (first contact au) 2. sober. trailcutter / gn!reader. (nsfw !). (mdni !) 3. a night full of firsts : what a first date with first aid would be like (sfw!) 4. my love is a sharp, wild thing. (whirl / fem!so)

✮ essays and other ruminations1. essay on my infatuation with lonely women, birds in cages and transformers

enjoy, dears

#note #transformers #transformers idw

[iwanttofuckereh69]

now reading: 2ha vol 2

ch 71 - 88

lets go 

1. Mo Ran is more in love with concept of Shi Mei than Shi Mei himself

It started to dawn on me a while back but it slowly became clearer and clearer. Like, before there could be multiple explanations of his lack of interest in Shi Mei. Because their interactions in the first book were so sweet and wholesome and njgvtfninvghbjuvif but like reading how they cleaned up the house in silence was fucking painful. It’s like he tried to convince himself he was and he is in love with Shi Mei. Maybe he never really was, maybe only after he died Mo Ran began to convince himself he always did. Maybe he saw it as more than it really was because of grief. And because he is stupid. 

2. Shi Mei is a snake isnt he

I said it in my emotional post before ab ch 74, he totally pretended to be sick. I CONSULTED ALL MY FRIENDS (what i mean by that is my bestie and my boyfriend because im a loser like Chu Wanning) AND ASKED THEM TO TELL ME IF HE WAS SUS OR NOT. The verdict wasn’t clear but as i kept reading, it became super obvious. It was soooo sus when he just casually got out of bed while he was supposedly sick, just to menacingly and mysteriously stare at Mo Ran out of the window. As if it wasn’t clear enough before when he acted like a dainty lady all of the sudden. jnfjnju i love him, but omg im scared of what that little snake would do and what is his goal. Is that Taxian-jun’s dick really that fine 

@rosemary-screams i don’t know… how much longer i can take it… how much longer i can be true to my principles… to my love… its so hard… the weight of evidence seems so overwhelming…

3. i didnt realize before that Mo Ran’s grave was under the haitang tree. Maybe that wasn’t mentioned or maybe i forgot about it by the time i realized haitang tree’s significance nvgjnvgjvg NOW I KNOW WHAT YOU GUYS MEANT when you said its obvious from the beginning he loves Chu Wanning. (i mean im still not super convinced by the narrative; that doggo Mo Ran needs to try harder to connect those two lonely neurons scattered inside that thick skull of his)

4. I dont like that it was mentioned that infatuation pills exist in this universe. I dont like how they are introduced out of nowhere. That could be literally anything. Magic viagra. Or dick enlarging pills. ANYTHING. But no. It has to be infatuation pills. I dont like the fact that it seems like those are important. I really dont like that thought.

5. Shi Mei’s resemblance to Song Qiutong has been mentioned twice by now. Basically every time she appears, Mo Ran makes sure to note how she was similar to Shi Mei. And from what I understand Butterfly-Boned clan is pretty unique in their appearance? Is Shi Mei somehow… related to that clan? Like maybe only in a tiny bit tho… Or he's just THAT pretty <3

6. That person in black at the end of vol 2 is me trying to get my ship to work

But on a serious note, what an ending, what the hell is going on. Did someone else really got reborn as well? Wasn’t it supposed to be rare? tjnfgvtfbvgfnbvgjnik And like… when Mo Ran is trying to figure out who the hell has water element from the people he knows… He basically goes through everyone from the main cast aside from Shi Mei… I CHECKED TWICE. It gives me goosebumps. But Maybe Shi Mei doesn’t have any? Like, his cultivation is super lame.

And the fact that Mo Ran forgot that whole interaction... njrigvkrhiuvrfjhiukvgnh no wonder there's gonna be like 8 books or more....

In all honesty I don’t even know what else to say, im so stunned! What the fuck is going on! I NEED BOOK 3 NOW

BTW! Tell me what character from 2ha i should draw for kinktober and in what crazy situations would you want to see them. I'm too lazy to draw two people so choose wisely lol (leave a comment or send me an ask)

#2ha #erha #erha he ta de bai mao shizun #the husky and his white cat shizun #2ha spoilers #now reading: 2ha #rambling #sending prayers that ill get my book soon

[rindecision]

Stats Game.

Tagged by @medusapelagia. Thank you! This looks fun.

Rules: Give us the links to your fics with the most hits, second most kudos, third most comments, fourth most bookmarks, fifth most words, and your fic with the least amount of words.

🔞Just a warning: All of these fics are Explicit🔞

Most hits by a LARGE margin (30,787)

Give Me Fuel, Give Me Fire: Stunt Driver!Eddie x Mechanic!Steve

Super fluffy and sweet with little angst. It's ongoing and currently at 102k words!

Second most Kudos (381)

You Know Where to Find Me - Valentine's '85

First part of an ongoing Steddie series. I am particularly proud of this entry out of all of them. It started as a random one shot I did for Valentine's and it just grew into this long series that I honestly love.

Third most comments threads (19)

The Devil of Hawkins [Vol 1]: Eddie comes back as a Demobeast

The first fic I ever posted. It's a mock season 5 with a heavy Steddie subplot. Ongoing and currently over 170k words including Vol 2

Fourth most bookmarks (31)

Billy 'The Freak' Hargrove: A Mungrove Kinktober fic

A one-shot where Eddie get's pissed at Billy and takes the opportunity to put him in his place.

Fifth most words (18,576)

Stranger Tales: A choose your own adventure style fic

While there are no current ships in it, the voters seem to be tugging it in the Steddie direction. So far it's been a playful light-hearted story, but who knows where it will go.

Least words (311)

Frosting Fit for a King: Microfic Challenge

The shortest smut I've ever written and am strangely proud of how it came out.

This was a cute little game and some of the results surprised me. I used the states on the 'Statistics' page so if some of the don't line up with what you see, that's why. I'll tag a few people that may also enjoy this: @lady-lostmind @atmilliways @xirayn @unattainablesongs

#stats game #stranger things #fanfiction #fanfic #tag game #eddie munson #steddie #steve harrington #ao3 #mungrove #rins bs

[clavissionary-position]

Ikepri Autocomplete Game

vol. 2

I've had my phone for a year now and it's time to see how it has grown ☆

HOW TO.

Pop a guy's name into your phone keyboard and make a sentence with whatever autocomplete throws at you

Feel free to keep retrying until you get something to your liking

01   Jin is a little ashamed of the fact that he's so underrated

02   Chev would not rest until you got home from work

03   Clavis actually goes on to tell you how much he's cared about you for so long legs

04   Leon has been brutish for years now and he probably realized that

05   Yves is not uncommon in any of the above areas

06   Licht and the free AP boosters are available for sale on your website

07   Nokto passes you in the mirror and you feel your heart aches

08   Luke is a little naked on the couch

09   Sariel’s office not a good idea for you guys to be able to smell

10   Rio hisses your favorite Chev event ends in May

11    Gilbert has on occasion showed up to the infirmary and said he would be able to help you with a bit of spice

12   Keith's Kinktober Masterlist FEATURING a wide variety of his eyes.

13   Silvio is not a problem at all. He's just a little bit more than his sensual saunter

14   Cyran and the world and a bed of rose petals have been a great experience

#ikemen prince #ikepri #ikepri jin #ikepri chevalier #ikepri clavis #ikepri leon #ikepri yves #ikepri licht #ikepri nokto #ikepri luke #ikepri sariel #ikepri rio #ikepri gilbert #ikepri keith #ikepri silvio #ikepri cyran

[teyamsatan]

I feel so unbelievably behind but I’m almost done with my first kinktober prompt and I’m so excited because it’s the day 2 prompt aaaaaaand it’s a Cruel Summer drabble, so I hope you’re excited to see Neteyam and Vol again 🤍

#i can’t wait #trying to keep these short is a nightmare #but yesss so excited #neteyam sully #cruel summer #neteyam fanfic #neteyam x reader #avatar #avatar twow #neteyam #neteyam smut #kinktober #neteyam x vol

[amatchinwater]

Pairing: Steo/Sterek

Characters: Stiles Stilinski, Theo Raeken, Derek Hale

Warnings: explicit sexual content, butt plug, spit roasting, barebacking, cum swallowing, teasing, light degradation, marking,

Words: 2240

Kinktober: Threesome (this ended up more poly/vee than just a threesome, but oh well)

Ao3 link Masterlist

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“I’m gonna need you to explain again, because I’m sorry, I’m having a hard time understanding here,” Derek’s muffled voice says from the living room. 

Stiles can hear both him and his boyfriend Theo talking about a proposition he’d offered. He was honestly shocked when Theo had brought it up to him a few weeks after Derek came back to town. Now it’s just the matter of seeing if it’s something the wolf would be okay with. Stiles can handle him not accepting. He has Theo and is absolutely happy with the life he’s starting to create with the chimera. 

“I know about yours and Stiles’ past,” Theo answers. 

Before the bullshit that was the Alpha pack and the Nogitsune, Stiles and Derek were together. Hiding their relationship from everyone so as not to deal with the unkind looks and words over their age difference. And to not have his father lose his absolute mind either. It wasn’t until after the wolf left to protect his sister, leaving Stiles crushed but more than understanding, that the sheriff told Stiles he knew all along. Only never said anything because he trusted Hale to keep his son safe and happy. 

“Great,” Derek quips, “that doesn’t really-”

“-and I’m sure you learned as well as I did that telling him no isn’t the easiest thing to do,” the chimera cuts him off. 

The wolf lets out an amused scoff, “yeah.” Stiles can practically see the flick of Derek’s bushy eyebrows as he says it. 

“I’d never deny him something that would make him happy,” the chimera adds. Given the silence, the wolf must be brandishing his stoically blank face. “He still loves you,” Theo presses on. “I’ve smelled the conflicted longing ever since you came back to town. Having you again would make Stiles happy.”

There’s a rustling before Derek says, “see, here’s where you lose me. Last I checked, Stiles is yours, not mine.” The human nervously rubs his hands together. He said he could handle Derek’s rejection, but maybe actually listening to it might not have been the best idea. “I don’t see you just letting me have him.”

That doesn’t exactly sound like a no.

“Make no mistake, Derek,” Theo chuckles. “I have no intention of letting Stiles go.” And the human really hopes that never changes, even given the offer being made. Above all else, he wants Theo. Derek would just be a bonus. “But I think it would make him happy to not be just mine. Rather ours.”

“And he’s okay with that?” Derek asks incredulously and curiously.

“Very.”

“Okay…but I don’t want you,” the wolf says very carefully, tone guarded. Trying to get his point across while not sounding offensive.

Stiles muffles his snort, knowing very well all of Derek’s tells. 

Theo sputters out a laugh, “I’ll ignore that bold-face lie for you because this isn’t about me. I don’t care if you want me or not. I care about if you want Stiles, the one this is about.” 

“Right.” 

“So, do you?”

“Never stopped.”

Stiles’ heart clenches in his chest at the wolf’s words. Two simple, small words that in the early stages of the human’s heartbreak, he’d only dreamed of hearing. Now he’s that much closer to it being a reality. 

“Perfect! You can come out now,” Theo calls. 

Getting up from their bed, Stiles rubs his clammy hands against his jeans. Nerves making his hand shake as he reaches for the doorknob to pull it open. “H-hey,” Stiles clears his throat, seeing the wolf sitting on their couch and Theo leaning against the armchair. He’s filled with anxious energy, tapping his fingers together as he walks over to his boyfriend. 

Theo loops an arm around his shoulder, “hi, sweetheart.” The chimera presses his lips against Stiles’ temple, “how much were you able to hear?”

“All of it,” the human responds, voice getting stuck in his throat staying just above a whisper. 

“So,” Derek starts, looking them over, “what exactly is being asked of me here? I get that you want to be with both of us. But what does that mean? You want me in your bed once and walk away and be done with it?” 

Stiles’ fingers curl into Theo’s shirt, that’s not even remotely what he means. He wants all of it. “If that’s all you’d be comfortable with, then sure.” He clears his throat to prevent it from coming out as a whisper, “but I’d like more than that.”

“More?” Derek’s eyebrows quirk.

“As in we’d both be his boyfriends, Derek,” Theo explains, letting go of the human. “Is that something you’d be okay with?” 

“Was this your idea?” Derek asks him. 

Stiles isn’t upset that the wolf keeps asking so many questions. When Theo first mentioned it to him his mouth was a leaky faucet with every thought he had on the matter. The chimera is also remaining just as calm this time around too. Because Theo was earnest in his offering. No jealousy or ill will intended, the chimera wants Stiles to have this. “No, it was Theo’s. But I want it.” 

“Do you?” Theo repeats his prior question. Derek opens his mouth to speak, green eyes searching Stiles’ face for something. Only for his mouth to click closed and the wolf to nod his head, eyebrows pinched in seriousness. “Go to him,” the chimera whispers, sitting down in the armchair, pleased with himself. 

The second Stiles takes a step forward, Derek sits up straight, anticipation clear in the way his fingers flex against his knees. His kaleidoscope eyes flick to the chimera watching them when the human gets in front of him. “You’re sure?” The wolf asks one last time. 

“Wouldn’t have offered if I wasn’t,” Theo winks at his boyfriend. “You can touch him, Derek,” the chimera tells him, “he’s just as much yours now as he is mine. It’s not like the two of you haven’t fucked before. Think of it as picking up where you left off rather than starting over. I can just watch until you’re ready.”

Tentative fingers reach out for Stiles, the wolf delicately curling their fingers together. Seeing Derek willing, but so nervous sparks an unusual sense of confidence in the human. Slowly, for the sake of giving the wolf the chance to still back out, Stiles places his knee on one side of Derek. The moment their legs touch, the wolf helps him straddle him in full, palms kneading at his thighs. 

"It's okay, Der," Stiles whispers, leaning in to brush their lips together. 

The wolf growls deeply, something inside him clicking in place at the contact. Derek moves quicker, more confidently after. Pushing the flannel off the human's shoulders, trailing his lips down Stiles' jaw. Rumbling in his chest he sucks marks on the human’s neck, earning him a moan. With his claws, Derek tears Stiles' shirt off, eyes flickering blue at the dully marked pale flesh. Cupping the back of his neck, Derek pulls the human back into a bruising kiss. 

Stiles grinds against the wolf, trying to get some much needed friction. Delicious, beautiful friction that shoots tingles down his spine, moaning loudly at the way it presses the plug deeper into him. 

The chimera chuckles now in Stiles' ear, "wait until you see the surprise he had for you, Derek." When the wolf pulls back to look at the Alpha, confused, Theo bites a pretty, purple bruise beside Derek's. "You see, our boy here is an impatient, needy thing," the light demeaning words sound like nothing short of praise from his lips. Theo adores those attributes greatly. 

"That so?" Derek's laugh vibrates Stiles' chest, him grinding again. 

"Oh yeah," Theo replies, shredding the human's pants away. Revealing that he wasn't wearing any underwear to begin with. Then, undoubtedly with the way Derek's nostrils flare, the scent of lube hits his senses. "He's too impatient for prep once he gets going." Unfocused amber eyes watch his boyfriend guide the wolf's hand towards his ass, "see for yourself, Derek." 

The wolf's fingers bump the plug nestled in Stiles' ass. The pressure tugged against the rim perfectly and he moans, "Derek." 

"Fuck," Derek growls, grabbing the base, slowly pumping the toy inside of him. Stiles is in bliss, Theo's mouth devouring his neck while the wolf loses his patience with teasing him and takes the plug out. It hits the couch with a soft thump. 

The chimera pulls him to his chest, giving Derek the space to pull his pants and briefs down to his ankles, too eager to kick them or his shoes off. "Ride your wolf, sweetheart," Theo instructs, positioning him over Derek's cock. "I want you to show Derek just how much you missed him."

"Yeah?" Derek cocks his head to the side, teasing the human with the tip of his dick. Obviously having no issue picking up from Theo all the new things Stiles likes. "You missed me, pup? Or just my dick?" The wolf asks, both he and Theo slamming the human on his cock. Hearing the two of them chuckle at him is definitely one of his favorite sounds. 

Stiles cries out, eyes rolling back at the sudden full sensation. He'd been wearing the plug for far too long and is lit up like a live wire. Ready to explode at any given moment. Seated in the wolf's lap, the direct, constant contact to his prostate set him on vibrate. Every cell screams for release as he starts to swivel his hips. Derek's eyes flash blue before fluttering closed, head resting against the back of the couch. 

"Such a good boy," Theo coos, hand wrapping around his boyfriend’s throat, turning him to lick into his mouth. Making Stiles even more breathless than his moans are. But then the Alpha leaves him, moving to the other side of the couch, taking his own pants off. 

"Fuck," Derek groans, wrapping his arms around the human to buck his hips. Fucking up into Stiles until he screams. All while Theo lazily strokes his cock at the sight. "Off," the wolf smacks his ass. 

Stiles gets up on wobbly legs, meeting the glowing red eyes of his boyfriend. There’s thumping and rustling behind him and Theo beckons him with one finger. The human crawls on the couch, nearly drooling over the chimera. "Need that pretty mouth, sweetheart," Theo hisses, squeezing the head of his cock, budding precum. 

He falls forward, tongue out to lap up the salty, sweet substance. Moaning at the taste, Stiles takes the chimera in his mouth, drool spilling from the corners of his mouth. The human sucks harder, faster, jabbing the back of his throat. Just the way Theo likes it. Without warning, Derek slams back inside of him, his cry muffled by the chimera’s dick. 

"Not gonna last," the wolf snarls, snapping his hips rough and deep. 

"He has that effect, doesn't he?" Theo gasps out, the vibrations on his dick shooting right to his balls. Tightening in the human’s hand with his impending orgasm. 

Their ones to fucking talk. Stiles' own orgasm has been pooling in his gut since he sat on the wolf's cock in the first place. Having Theo thrusting into his mouth while Derek abuses his prostate? The human never stood a chance at lasting very long either. Stiles locks up, clenching hard around the wolf's cock, cum splattering couch, he shakes through his release. His insides are on fire, the wolf chasing his release inside him. 

He does his best to rock his body, meet their alternating thrusts, but Stiles is really just along for the ride at this point. Letting his boyfriends- holy shit, he can say that now- use him for their pleasure. Claws pinch his hips and the chimera’s hand fists tightly in his hair. Stiles shoves his head down on Theo’s cock, greedily swallowing every spurt of cum filling his mouth and throat. Warmth pools inside him a moment later, Derek spilling his own release in his overworked ass. 

Derek pulls out gently while Theo carefully gets Stiles into his lap before kissing him softly, “I’m proud of you, sweetheart.” 

“Thank you,” Derek purrs, blanketing the human with his body, his cum trickling down his thigh. 

Stiles is panting, trying to come back to reality. But bliss has her beautiful hold on him and he doesn’t see that as such a bad thing. Nuzzling into the Alpha’s neck, he blindly reaches for the wolf, a tired smile curling his lips when Derek entwines their fingers. 

“Sticky,” the human grunts, earning him two chuckles shaking him. It’s a nice feeling. Having both of them holding him close, being here with him. Being his. 

“Shower?” Derek asks, getting off the couch and scooping the human up in his arms. 

“Biggest one is in our room,” Theo tells him.

Stopping after taking only a step towards their bedroom, "you comin'?" Derek asks, curling Stiles to his chest. 

Theo waves them off, "I'm gonna clean up out here. Go," the chimera shoos them, "go bond. What?" He asks, amused by the soft noise the wolf makes in the back of his throat. 

Stiles tiredly laughs, knowing what Derek is getting at but unwilling to say for himself, "his wolf needs it." 

Over the wolf's shoulder, the human sees Theo smile and shake his head. "Alright, I'm coming," he says, joining them on their way to the bathroom.

#steo #sterek #steo/sterek #stiles stilinski #theo raeken #derek hale #stiles x theo #theo x stiles #stiles x derek #derek x stiles #derek x stiles x theo #teen wolf #kinktober vol. 2 #Match Writes

[ao3feed-stony]

lounge act

by starvels (dinosaur)

Steve's eyes run over Tony’s scruff, over Tony’s exposed V of bare skin and chest hair, the soft terrycloth of his maroon robe, and the haphazard tie looped at Tony’s waist.

“Loosen it,” Steve says, nodding his chin at it.

Tony does.

Words: 789, Chapters: 1/3, Language: English

Series: Part 2 of kinktober 2022

Fandoms: Marvel (Comics), Marvel 616, The Avengers (Marvel) - All Media Types

Rating: Explicit

Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply

Categories: M/M

Characters: Steve Rogers, Tony Stark

Relationships: Steve Rogers/Tony Stark

Additional Tags: Porn with Feelings, Established Relationship, Domestic Fluff, Power Play, Sensuality, Light Dom/sub, Service Top Steve Rogers, Switching, Scent Kink, Frottage, Gentle Kissing, Body Worship, Public Sex but not really, Naked Partner Clothed Partner, New Avengers Vol. 1 (2004), Avengers Tower, Enthusiastic Consent

source https://archiveofourown.org/works/42280404

#stony #steve rogers #tony stark #iron man #captain america #fan fiction #ao3 stony feed #stony fan

[talesof-old]

crown of gold | r.b.

pairing: robin buckley x fem!reader

warning(s): 18+, smut, oral sex (f receiving), fingering (f receiving), fae princess!robin, changeling knight!reader, not proofread, definitely not edited

word count: 1.19k

kinktober series

you’re sworn to protect the princess, which leads to… other things

prompt: monsterfucking, face sitting

masterlist

Robin was quick to remove your armour, unlacing every bit as she took it off your body. You just stood there, a smile on your face as you took in the princess. The antlers that she normally left bare were strung with silver and gold strands, the ends falling on her short hair and ending with sparkling gemstones that caught the light. You reached out, halting her movements as you drew her closer.

“Princess,” you leaned forward, voice soft as you ghosted your lips over hers.

She was eager, following your lips even as you drew back. The two of you were expected elsewhere, and while it was common knowledge that the two of you shared a bed, it was disrespectful to keep the King and Queen waiting.

“My knight.” Robin teased, cupping your face in her always warm hands. You couldn’t help the giggle that left your lips, watching as her lined eyes lit up at the sound.

When you’d first arrived at court, it was a surprise to everyone that a changeling had made their way back. Many avoided you due to your too human appearance, but Robin had been drawn to you immediately.

Her hands drop to your breastplate, making quick work of the fastenings and letting it fall to the floor. Any other time, you would’ve winced at the loud noise it made, fretted over scratches and dents. Today however, you were enamored by all that Robin was, her glowing blue eyes and the prominent green veins that spiderwebbed under her skin.

She eased the rest of your armour off, dropping it in the pile with the rest of it, fingers already pushing up your tunic and dancing her fingers along your ribcage. You huffed at the feeling, dancing out of her touch and towards her ornate bed. The first time you’d been in here, you’d been afraid to touch anything. Your fingertips grazed the fabric of her sheets before you tugged off your boots, perching on the edge of the bed. She grinned as she got on her knees before you.

“You look awfully smug, all things considered. Have you ever thought that maybe I could just leave you here? Waiting all for me.” She ran her hands over your covered legs. You shivered, a smirk on your face.

“Is that so?” You reached forward, fingering hooking under her chin to pull her into a kiss. Robin’s mouth often got her in trouble, in more ways than one.

She melted into the kiss, nibbling on your bottom lip until you let her slide her tongue inside of your mouth. You hummed, fingers fumbling to unhook her dress. You sighed in relief as it fell apart, exposing her breasts to the cool air. Pulling away, you giggled at her exaggerated whine and shifted, tugging down your trousers until they pooled at your ankles. Robin was quick to push them to the floor, already eyeing your cunt as if she was a starved man. You shook your head in amusement.

“You’re always so eager.”

Her responding grin was bashful, her cheeks a baby pink as she shrugged.

“You’re always so beautiful.”

You leaned back, resting your weight on the palms of your hands. She took that as her cue. Robin shuffled forward, pushing your tunic up and letting it gather at your hips. When her fingers grazed your lower lips you gasped, unable to stop the slight twitch of your thighs. Her smile turned wolfish and you raised a brow, humming when she started to massage your mound.

You sighed into the feeling, letting your head fall back and just enjoying the sensations. She was always so good with her hands. Your cunt pulsed with want.

One of Robin’s hands strayed and her thumb made contact with your clit, a soft exhale leaving your lips. She started out with soft circles, the pressure practically nonexistent, until your hips were rolling against her palm.

“Fuck me with your mouth, Robs.”

She pulled away her hands and you hissed, eyes narrowing. She grinned.

Your face was in front of hers faster than she anticipated, your fingers twisting in the hair at the nape of her neck. She let out a moan, pupils blown out and cheeks flushed at the unexpected arousal that shot through her. You nodded, a teasing smirk on your face.

“There’s my girl, so good for me. Fuck me, Robs, want your mouth.” Her eyes were glazed over, glassy as you leaned back and she followed.

Her fingers dug into the skin of your thighs as her mouth drew closer to where you ached. Wetness clung to your skin and you shivered as her breath fanned over your swollen lips.

A moan left your lips as she began to suck on your clit, your cunt clenching around nothing. Her tongue swiped over the sensitive bud and you jerked, one of your hands coming to grip one of her antlers. She hummed into your cunt and you gasped, bringing the other hand to rest on the opposite antler. Robin shifted her attention elsewhere, her tongue sinking into your cunt. You rolled your hips, knuckles paling as the warmth spread all throughout your abdomen.

Unaware of her hand moving, you let out a loud moan when her middle finger slowly inched its way into you. She let you adjust, curling her finger before withdrawing it, and then sinking it back into you. With it, she added her ring finger.

You choked, hips stuttered as you gripped her antlers tighter. She took that as a sign to go faster, thrusting her fingers in and out of you, alternating between scissoring and curling them. Your thighs began to shake, tightness developing in your gut. Robin tugged you closer with one hand, her fingers grazing the spot that made you see stars. Her nose bumped against your clit and you were whining, suddenly on the very edge but not quite over it. She grinned against you, nuzzling her face into your cunt until with every thrust of her fingers and suck of her mouth her nose was rubbing against your clit.

The feeling had you crying out, the tightness becoming nearly unbearable until it gave, snapping until you saw stars.

Your mouth fell open as your orgasm washed over you, your eyes fluttered. Robin helped you ride out your orgasm, gentle in her thrusts. You hummed, letting her press sticky kisses to your inner thighs as you came down.

“How do you want it?” Your voice was raspy as you asked, eyes half-lidded as you focused your gaze on her.

She shook her head, rubbing circles into your skin, lips pursed.

“As you said, the King and Queen are waiting for us. You can pay me back later.”

You raised a brow at her, body like jelly as she jumped up and fixed her dress. She placed her hands on her hips. The light that filtered in through the glass doors illuminated the gold she was covered in, as well as your slick that covered her face. You huffed in laughter before rubbing your face, falling back onto the bed.

“You’re crazy, Robs.”

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[stony-ao3-feed]

lounge act

Read it on AO3

by starvels (dinosaur)

Steve's eyes run over Tony’s scruff, over Tony’s exposed V of bare skin and chest hair, the soft terrycloth of his maroon robe, and the haphazard tie looped at Tony’s waist.

“Loosen it,” Steve says, nodding his chin at it.

Tony does.

Words: 789, Chapters: 1/3, Language: English

Series: Part 2 of kinktober 2022

Fandoms: Marvel (Comics), Marvel 616, The Avengers (Marvel) - All Media Types

Rating: Explicit

Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply

Categories: M/M

Characters: Steve Rogers, Tony Stark

Relationships: Steve Rogers/Tony Stark

Additional Tags: Porn with Feelings, Established Relationship, Domestic Fluff, Power Play, Sensuality, Light Dom/sub, Service Top Steve Rogers, Switching, Scent Kink, Frottage, Gentle Kissing, Body Worship, Public Sex but not really, Naked Partner Clothed Partner, New Avengers Vol. 1 (2004), Avengers Tower, Enthusiastic Consent

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[sev-on-kamino]

Mind Your Manners - Kinktober 2023 vol. 2

Pairing: Fox x fem!Reader

Warnings: orgasm denial, authority kink, glove kink, the armor stays on, the helmet stays on, rough sex, dirty talk, fingering, unprotected piv sex, creampie, oral (m receiving), it’s kinktober so don’t look at me like that 😌 MINORS DNI

Word count: 1468

A/N: I’m not super happy with this one because it feels incomplete without all the backstory I love so much, but I’m way behind schedule, so I’m gonna stop fiddling with it. I hope y’all enjoy it! 💙💙

dividers by the badass @dystopicjumpsuit

You had an attitude and a smart mouth, and there was no one you loved sassing more than Fox. His position of authority turned you on almost as much as it encouraged you to test his patience at every opportunity.

His patience was legendary among the troopers, and it even took Thorn’s best efforts to really make him snap. You never managed it though. Maybe it was his eternal soft spot for you, the fact that he loved you, or simply that you never truly got under his skin that way.

You were determined though.

You spent the entire day making little remarks, being sarcastic, talking back, and flat out teasing him when nothing worked. It was you who snapped.

“How are you doing this?” you asked exasperated.

“Doing what?” he asked without looking up from his report.

“Dealing with me. I’ve been so…so obnoxious today.”

“It’s easy,” he said, tapping away on his datapad. “I know what you’re doing.”

“You do?” Your shoulders slumped, and you pouted slightly.

“Mesh’la, you’re not subtle. Never have been.”

“Give me what I want then.”

He looked up then, surprising you like he always did with how much attitude he could convey with his helmet on.

“You don’t know what you’re asking for…”

“Yes, I do,” you challenged, leaning over to plant your hands on his desk. “Your subordinate is misbehaving, commander. Discipline her.”

Fox laid his datapad down softly before rising from his chair. He tapped a space farther forward on his desk with two gloved fingers.

“Hands here,” he ordered, using the same tone he used to command the Guard. No one questioned Fox when he used that voice. “Don’t move. Don’t say another word.”

You slid your hands forward, pressing your hips against the edge of the desk. The commander watched your movement with interest, noting with pleasure how quickly you complied.

“Now, it appears I have a problem on my hands,” Fox said, walking around behind you, causing you to look over your shoulder to steal a glance at him. “Eyes front, and that is your first and last warning.”

Your head snapped back into place, as you bit your tongue to resist the urge to say ‘yes, sir’ like you always did.

“As I was saying. I have a problem. That problem is a cocky little thing who needs a firm hand,” Fox said, resting a large hand on your ass. You exhaled sharply, biting the inside of your cheek to stay quiet, to keep the soft moan on the tip of your tongue in check.

“Can’t spank her. She likes that too much,” Fox said, swatting your butt lightly. “Can’t keep her under my desk with my cock in her mouth while I finish my reports either.”

You shifted, squeezing your thighs to get just a little friction. Fox reacted instantly, tapping your instep with the toe of his boot to make you widen your stance. You huffed in annoyance, as there was now no chance of any accidental stimulation to soothe the ache between your legs.

That little sound was enough to give Fox a wicked idea. He was going to give you exactly what you wanted and what you deserved.

“Strip,” he ordered.

Turning to face him, you noted he still had his full kit on. Down to his blasters resting in their holsters. Your fingers shook with anticipation, as you carefully removed and folded your clothes before placing them on the corner of Fox’s desk.

“Very good, little one,” Fox said, sounding almost pleased. “Won’t save you, but it helps. Resume your position.”

You complied slowly, making sure to arch your back and wiggle your hips, as you got back into place.

You felt Fox’s gloved fingers feather light against your swollen little bud of nerves, and without thinking, you pushed back to seek more friction. His free hand shot out to grab your hip and hold you still. His questing fingers ventured through your folds, and he groaned softly feeling how aroused you were.

“Want it so badly, don’t you?” He asked, causing your jaw to clench as you resisted answering. Instead you tapped once on the surface of the desk. Green for go.

You squirmed when you felt the fabric of his glove against your entrance.

“Want your needy little cunt filled,” he said, as he pushed his finger inside you.

You shook with the effort of staying still, while Fox worked one, then two of his fingers in and out of your dripping pussy. A whimper escaped you, as his thumb began to rub gentle circles over your clit.

“Easy, mesh’la.”

You took a deep breath, and exhaled sharply when Fox pulled his fingers away.

“Making a mess already,” he said, moving to stand next to you, and tapping his fingers against your lips.

Your mouth fell open and you took the offered digits, working your tongue over the fabric of the glove to clean all your arousal off of them. Satisfied with your work, he took his place behind you once more, and made a point to place his codpiece on the desk where you could see it.

“Not a single word,” he reminded you before pressing the head of his cock to your slick entrance.

It took all of your effort not to cry out as your pussy stretched to accommodate him. He didn’t stop until he was fully sheathed in your silky heat, and his thigh plates were pressed into the soft flesh of your thighs, sending a shiver down your spine.

“My little brat is so tight for me. So wet.”

He pulled back, agonizingly slowly and pushed forward. Hard. You exhaled sharply, fingers curling against the surface until your fingernails dug into your palms.

“Want more?” he asked, causing you to tap the desk again.

Fox showed no mercy, driving into you with a steady rhythm, his fingers occasionally dancing over your clit, causing you to slip closer and closer to the edge. Before you could reach the point of bliss, he’d pull his hand away.

The head of his cock would rub that sensitive place inside you, that had you whining low in your throat. Your body would tense, the coil of pleasure tightening in your core, only for him to shift his angle, and leave you shaking with desperation.

“You sound frustrated,” Fox purred. “If you want to come, say so.”

It was a trap, you knew it was a trap. You stayed silent.

“No? Good. See, bad girls can have as much cock as they want, but only good girls get to come.” One of his hands slid up your body to pinch and tug at one of your hard nipples before cupping the soft flesh and gently squeezing it in his powerful hand.

A groan of desperation clawed its way out of your throat.

“You wanted discipline. You’re getting it,” he grunted out, as he continued laying siege to your needy body.

Fox released your breast to wrap his arm around your torso and pull you back against his armored chest. His grip tightened on your hip, as his thrusts grew harder yet more erratic. You rolled your hips, which he allowed, but he kept your legs spread. Your clit was desperate for his attention.

“Don’t stop, mesh’la. Use that sweet little cunt of yours to give me what I want.”

You continued to work your hips, while soft groans floated out through his vocoder. You weren’t allowed to come, but you’d be damned if you didn’t please your commander.

He swore under his breath, as he came deep inside you, tightening his hold on you, as he let you take every drop. He gently guided you back to the desk, as he pulled his cock from your body.

You whined as his cum dripped from your denied pussy down your thighs.

“On your knees,” he ordered. “You need to clean up the mess you made.”

You eagerly fell to your knees and licked his cock clean, looking up at him with pleading eyes. He helped you back to your feet, before pulling his helmet off and giving you a soft kiss in sharp contrast to the way he’d just used your body to get himself off.

“You can talk now, love. Sit up on the desk, so I can get you cleaned up,” he said, pressing a kiss to your forehead before going to grab water and a wet cloth.

“That was so mean, Fox,” you pouted, still feeling almost painfully aroused and desperate for release.

“I gave you what you asked for,” he countered, passing you a canteen. “You can be patient and come tomorrow.”

“Tomorrow?” You asked incredulously.

“Fall in line and behave, or it’ll be two more days,” he warned.

“Yes, sir.”

“There’s my good girl.”

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