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salaciousdoll · 7 months

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· · Just in: Kento Nanami isn’t tolerating his young hot neighbor party habits, here’s what he has to say · ·

･˳ . ⋆ Reporting Live from Kento Nanami and Next door neighbor!Fem!reader ･˳ . ⋆

୨⍣୧ ⁺⁎˚ ⋆━━ Warnings : smut, Nanami is a hard!dom, hair pulling, creampie, fucked through orgasm, pet names( stupid bunny, slut, etc.), degradation is big time here, bed breaking( not just the head board), breeding kink, Nanami talks about getting you pregnant, hardcore, reader is mind fucked, Nanami is pussy drunk, reader is dick drunk, fluids( cream, squirting, drool), if I’m missing anything let me know WC: 1,081

MDNI, 18+

ෆ ‿︵‿୨♡୧‿︵‿ ෆ ̟ ̇ ┈•ﾟNote from salaciousdoll: Please do note this was just to poke and have fun, it’s not gonna be perfect so don’t expect it. Anyways, hope you all enjoy my 35 min writing and yes I know this troupe and idea been used a thousands times, act like it hasn’t 😭 Nanami ass may be ooc here, idk.

Nanami always kept his eyes out for the new neighbor who threw parties with mountains of people coming in and out. He was pretty tired of the parties you throw even if you never introduced yourself to any one of your neighbors. You were young and everyone in this neighborhood was either stepping into their 30s or older than that. Only reason he knew you were young was because of how often he’ll see you leave and come in with different boys and girls.

The parties you threw were rowdy and full on project x type beat except without trashing your house. Nanami would be sleep and all he would hear is screams, music, and even the sound of fucking near his window. It’s like you didn’t care about anything or anyone, not even the complaints or calls from the police the other neighbors sent.

So Nanami didn’t care about the way you were clawing at his chest with your long, pretty acrylics as he gripped your hair in a tight ponytail— pounding into your pussy from beneath you with no mercy. The squelching sounds weren't enough to make him stop, in fact, that’s the sole reason he kept going. He ignored your cries and scrambling to get away from him because of how good he stretched your little hole out.

“ you’re not lasting like I thought you would… I mean sluts last long, so why aren’t you?”, Nanami grunts into your ear, his hips thrusting up into your weeping pussy, angrily. He didn’t care about the bed hitting the wall as he fucked you like the whore you’re mother wouldn’t be proud of.

You coughed and tried to make eye contact with him, but his grip on your hair was too much for you to see his face under you. So you cried out your frustration through crystallized vision, “ M’not a slut. Please slow down, Mr. Nanami.” Your sweet little moans and whimpers were beautiful.

Nanami let out a loud growl like moan and wrapped one arm around your body while he now had some of your ponytail tangled and wrapped into his hands, he was making your hair messy just like he was making your pussy messy. You partially regretted coming on because of the dare, but in the same breath, you were happy because now you’re living two of your fantasies.

“ You are. You are. Nnnhh, you’re a little slut that’s been disturbing this neighborhood since you stepped foot in here. Shame on you, did your mother and father teach you anything or are you too dumb of a bunny to understand. Fuck!”, Nanami grunts out his words because of how tight your fluttering walls wrapped around his dick.

Nothing but cries and little chokes escaped out of your mouth. You couldn’t form basic words, how dumb can you be? Nanami balls were slapping on your puckered hole from how fast and rough he was going. You gave up on digging your nails into his chest because you were so fucked out and tired from the pounding he’s giving you. So now your bare chest was pressed onto his bare chest, sweat glands producing from both of you.

“ Please! Please! Please! M’gonna m’gonna— uhhnnn.”, your moans were suppressed by his smooth lips. You were screaming into his mouth as you squirted over his pelvis, his balls, and legs. Some of it was getting on his sheets and he didn’t care one bit. He was too angry at you to see how messy you’ve gotten his covers.

You tried to scramble off him because you were squirting too much and the pressure of it all was too much especially for your already beaten up pussy. It’s like Nanami has superhuman speed and stamina. He sped up even more faster as he fucked up into you, you and your pussy screamed and cried.

Nanami grunts were beginning to become broken, “ Sh-ittt, s’good, pussy is so good squirting like that. I guess all those boys coming in and out of your house taught you how to milk cock, perfectly.” Your eyes widened and then they rolled back into your head at the rolling of his hips hitting the inner thighs repeatedly.

As soon as he did one more snap of his hips, the bed frame broke underneath you two causing a loud noise to erupt from how hard it hit the floor. The poles attached to his bed fell in the opposite direction of you two. If someone were to walk in right now, they’ll see that it looks like a tornado hit his room with how broken the bed was. Yet that still didn’t stop him. He now had a great angle as he pounded your tired, wet cunt over and over with one knee propped up, so you were now fucking rapidly and properly. He felt your velvet walls sucking him in with your liquid coming out at the same time. You were perfect for his cock. Nanami’s cock was big, way too big for your pussy. He loved your pussy so much. He was too drunk on your pussy to understand that his bed broke.

“ My fucking slut, such an devilish little temptation you are, gonna breed this tight little pussy. Nghh! Hopefully that’ll get you to stop having these parties and fucking with those boy toys of yours…. Settle down and grow round and big with our child, how does that sound? Hmm.”, Nanami moaned as you were now creaming on his cock from how overstimulated you were.

Your brain was fogged and your words were slurred with drool hangin out your mouth as you answered him, well tried. Luckily he understood every word you said. “ Yesh—yess, I wan’ your babies. Ahnnn. Want to be full and bloated with your children, mmm mr. Nanami”

Nanami smirked in victory because now there were no more parties, boys, or loud music. Gotta love corrupting and breaking his pretty little neighbor.

ෆ ̟ ̇ ┈•ﾟ Tagging: @chosoist @simpingfor-wakasa @honeybleed and anyone else who wants to be tagged

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buckyalpine · 7 months

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Size kink Bucky

Give me big dick size kink Bucky who throws his head back and moans when he first breeches your tight cunt, barely pushing in just the swollen head of his cock while shoving your legs back till your thighs hit your chest. Bucky who watches his fat cock stretch you open with a feral expression on his face, your squeals and moans music to his ears because he’s splitting you in half. Thicker than a snicker Bucky who runs his mouth about how hes too big for you, his large mass caging your under him while he fucks you senseless.

“S’too tight bunny, god damn”

“Choking my dick baby, I know it hurts, let daddy in, c’mon, make room for my cock - fuck - almost there - shittt”

“Lookit this tiny pussy baby, fuck you have the cutest button between your legs, fuck I just-“ he pulls out of you just to flick your clit with his cockhead before shoving it in you again, smirking at the way your hand wraps around his large wrist, pulling his hand to the where you need him.

“So greedy for such a little cunt, you can barely take all of me and you already want more?“ he spits right down onto your clit, this calloused thumb rubbing right circles onto you with each thrust

“Daddy’s got such a big load for you baby, m’gonna drain my balls till it’s dripping down your ass and onto the sheets. Wanna see your belly swell up with how much cum I’m about to give you” he grits out, chest heaving when his cock hardens even more, veins pulsing and his orgasm crawls down his spine, spreading through his thighs, his balls seizing up, pleasure shooting through the tip.

“FUCK, t-take it bunny, lemme fill you up, there’s so much baby, might get you pregnant, what you gonna do with all this cum, god, it’s so much-

Sorry. I need to go back to work now.

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frogchiro · 7 months

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The Hunter and the two Bunnies

Day 3!! Yay! I won't lie I was super excited for this one so I hope you guys like it too!

Warnings: heavy nsfw, fem!Reader and Graves are bunny hybrids, Simon is a hunter, mentions of murder and gore but not much at all, Simon is a possessive and obsessive man, it's implied that both reader and Graves didn't have much choice to stay with him at first but it's really up to you ^^

Autumn was near, it was clear as day. The leaves started turning all sorts of oranges, reds, yellows and started to fall, the warm summer days turned to cool and bleak weather with a chilling howling wind and cold rain hammering against the wooden roof of Simon's cabin. Despite the bleak and unforgiving weather outside, the inside of the wooden house is a picture of warmth, coziness and pleasure.

With the roaring fire in the hearth, the leftover uneaten honey-glazed ham, fresh bread and fruits and of course the two warm, glistening bodies of two lovely bunnies currently warming Simon's weary muscles.

"Ahh...Yeah, that's right...Use your hips more-Perfect, fuuuck...", came the low, growly voice from the scarred, blond man sitting in his well-loved, warm armchair as your pretty, soft body continued to move above him, your whines and moans like music to his ears, your soft tits pressed tightly to his sweaty, hairy chest and all Ghost could do was let out a groan as he felt his swollen tip hit your cervix, potent cum leaking out and he could feel his balls tighten at the delicious fantasy of his sperm being right in your most intimate place, doing its job and breeding you with his baby.

"S-Simon please-it-it's too deep! Ah-! Si I feel it in my belly..." came your whined response as you gently ran your hand over your lower belly and pressed, both you and Simon moaning out at the intense, pleasurable feeling of him right there inside you and you couldn't help but tighten up, your cunt squeezing the large male like a vice making him let out a loud moan and thrust his hips up more roughly.

The wonderful, pleasurable scene was lazily watched by Philip, another bunny Ghost managed to catch last winter. The blonde male hybrid was laying on his back on one of the numerous fluffy furs in front of the fireplace, surrounded by more pelts and pillows arranged in the form of a nest. Philip continued to watch the display with a warm smile, happy that his mates both can feel all the pleasure in the world in this little cabin in the woods in the middle of nowhere, the three of you can calmly and safely mate and be happy, not to mention the possibility of making your small family a little bigger by next spring. The blonde couldn't help but wince at your high pitched whine as Simon let out a matching loud growl, he probably was right up against your cervix bruising it and making you sore for the next few days, and Philip had to lift hips own hips slightly, the achy feeling settling in his hips and he let out a quiet whine as he felt Ghost's cum leaking out of his hole and wetting his thighs but he quickly used his fingers and stuffed the precious semen back inside him, nothing could go to waste...

After finally cumming deep inside you with a triumphant roar, his balls squeezing and twitching along with his dick lodged deep inside, he held you close to his hot, bulky body and caressed your back and ass, gently palming at your floppy (H/c) ears and fluffy tail before finally gently lifting you up and putting you down into the prepared nest, Philip gratefully accepting you back into his strong arms and immediately getting to nuzzling and licking at your tear-stained cheeks, muttering something sweet making you giggle tiredly and nuzzle into the scruffy stubble on your mate's cheek.

Simon sat back in his armchair with a cigar and a glass of whiskey and just watched you in a comfortable silence, not even bothering to put any clothes back on, only throwing a warm, silvery wolf pelt over his shoulders. He was a proud man, not afraid to show his body to his loved ones, especially you and Phil, it made him happy to be able to shed everything and just let loose, not to mention that sooner than later both of you will recover and want to go for another round and any layer of clothing would be torn off anyway with your small, but sharp claws.

It's a good thing that Simon won't have to go out anywhere for the next two or so days; your supplies and pantry is overflowing with herbs, spices, dried meats, forest fruit and vegetables and anything else you'd ever want. It's also a good thing that he dealt with that pesky little visitor who wandered a little too close for him liking to his territory. Was the guy a lost tourist who wanted to just get back on the trail? Or was he a filthy little thief who wanted to steal his bunnies away...? Well it's doesn't matter now anyway, at least not to Ghost.

The guy's head was basically shot off with the military grade rifle Simon still kept from his military days and now he was probably dragged away by the neighbouring pack of wolves deeper into the dark forest. It will be just Simon's dirty little secret, after all it's no use for him trouble your pretty little bunny heads with something like that.

The rain continues to patter against the cabin, and everything fell silent once again.

#kin speaks #kin's kinktober #cod x reader #cod mw x reader #simon riley x reader #simon ghost riley x reader #ghost x reader #philip graves x reader #graves x reader #simon ghost riley #simon riley cod #philip graves #hybrid au

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vickyzangels · 11 months

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You do NSFW too right? If so could you do Tom going down on reader?

% “너와 천천히 오래 걷고 싶어 until the end of time.”

# synopsis ; redemption era?? resurrection era? idk🧍🏻‍♀️

# pairing ; tom kaulitz x reader

# word count ; 614

# warnings ; nsfw (mdni), recreational drug use, he’s pussywhipped, tom is a, what does ice spice call them? a munch.

a/n ; YALL….. i completely scrapped the fic i was working on like i hate to admit it but i couldn’t do it i scrapped it 😭 but at least i found out something important from it, that i am entirely incapable of having any plot, like i can do a blurb at BEST, but god forbid i put even a minor storyline in. i might go back to it one day when i’m that deep and far into the trenches but the a/n for that fic literally looks like this so…;

he can tie cherry stems with his tongue alone. no hands. gn.

kind of relates but kind of doesn’t anyway one of his favorite things to do while eating you out is fingering you (MY GODDDDD)

his calloused hands from guitar-playing are brushing up EVERY corner inside you, curling and making “come-hither” motions to reach that spot that has you squeezing your legs around his hands and yet he does NOT care, continuing up from your cunt to leave the most sweetest and innocent kisses and marks on your neck like he wasn’t hovering over you and abusing your g-spot till you squirted into his hand

on that topic, he LOVES squirters like he likes creamers too (he doesn’t discriminate), but he’s so into it like, god forbid he gets you to squirt (in which he always does) because he’ll happily come up soaked in your juices like a puppy

i’ve never mentioned this anywhere else but he’s 50/50 in bed with his attitude (that sounds so vague i’m sorry) and i mean that he is generally serious like he’ll fuck your brains out while sternly whispering in your ears about how much of a dirty slut you are HOWEVER, on the flip side of things he acts like he’s sooo damn funny 😐 like he’ll jokingly nip at you while going down on you (obviously lightly he doesn’t want to hurt you) and laugh when you look at him like 😧

he gets so weak if you sit on his face. his hands are wandering everywhere, spots on your hips where there are guaranteed to be bruises by tomorrow by how hard he’s holding you down onto him and his other hand going up to rub and hold your body while he groans into you because everytime his voice vibrates on you it makes you shiver🧎🏻‍♀️listen, tom has fuckboy experience he can keep going for ROUNDS before he decides to cum once but when you’re on top of him squeezing your thigh around his head, HE’S A GONER.

whether or not you smoke, you hypothetically do for this; tom’s such a slut for the way you taste the main reason why you ever get overstimulated when he eats you out is because you taste so good to him, so when you two smoked a blend that had flowers in it for calming effect, it doubled for an aphrodisiac and you had to pry him from your pussy.

about an hour ago, you and tom smoked blunts with a new blend you found from your dealer that only piqued your interest because she explained to you it also worked as an aphrodisiac. truth be told, that was the only thing you actually registered come out of her mouth cause you zoned out when she started talking, but knowing you and tom fucked like bunnies, you told her to take all your money and you were on your way. so now here you were, on your back with your legs over tom’s shoulders god near choking him to death (not that he was complaining), gasping moans into the air while your hand made its way to tom’s head, making weak efforts to push him away. “to- mm..! i can’t take it!” starting to writhe your hips, accidentally bucking further into tom’s mouth. he was pushing you and he knew it, pushing you towards your 4th orgasm and counting and he had no intention of stopping any time soon, especially not when whatever in that blunt was making you suddenly taste so much sweeter. not when whatever was in that blunt was making the music sensually slow down, or making your moans so honey smooth.

a/n ; last blurb’s dialogue was definitely… 😟 but all i know is that i’m leaving the longer fics to people like @arquiiva and omg i think i’m back? and i also watched astv so i’m adding that to the topic list in guidelines but yeah i’ll try not to leave out of no where again

taglist ; @cup1d-lix @imabitchh @arquiiva @verelace @iovemoonyy @everseve

#tom kaulitz x reader #tokio hotel #tom kaulitz smut #tokio hotel smut #tokio hotel x reader #tokio hotel fanfic #tom kaulitz fanfic #tom kaulitz

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onyourowndaisymae · 6 months

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solomon's bunny boy birthday service

today is my birthday and i'm rewarding myself with self-indulgent, bunny boy solomon smut. heavily inspired by conversations w jes and this image right here

content + warnings: NSFW minors dni, solomon x fem!reader, oral (reader recieving), fingering, reader is wearing a dress, minor lucifer cuckage

word count: ~1.2k

"fuck, that's-- solomon, please."

the steady thrum of dance music and the occasional trickle of light are all that pierce through the otherwise complete seclusion of the room. it's a private VIP space. today is your birthday-- that's your party outside, so graciously hosted and organized by the demon brothers-- and yet here you are, arching your back off of the sofa as your body writhes in pleasure.

this is all his fault.

it's your special day. preparations have been made in advance, and-- excuse your bluntness-- you've known most of the details since they were finalized weeks ago. the demon brothers are wonderful for a lot, but certainly not at keeping secrets or planning surprises. so you knew this party was coming. but when solomon waltzes up to you shortly after the night begins dressed as one of the club's bunny boy waiters-- well, the sight almost sends you to your knees, both in a fit of laughter and for... other reasons.

he's a damn flirt. seductive whispers against your ear, fleeting brushes against your body as he walks by, attending to your every need like a good little waiter-- all of it is sneaky and fitting of the devious sorcerer's usual antics. you can't deny the way his lips brushing against your earlobe make you shiver, how the show he puts on of waggling his bunny tail before he skitters off stokes dangerously at embers inside your gut.

solomon got what he wanted-- you, in a private room, moaning his name as he pleases you.

his lips latch greedily onto your clit, steely eyes looking up through pretty silver lashes to gauge every reaction, every sharp intake of breath or flutter of your eyelids. his fingers pump in and out of your cunt, steady and consistent, bumping against that spongy spot inside you that makes your vision blur in pleasure. breathy cries leave your lips. there's no strain, nothing rough about the noises you make or the way his tongue lavishes your sensitive bud with kitten licks-- it's all soft, almost needy as you try to remain quiet and hide from any intrusive guests.

he's a sight between your thighs. solomon's always so pretty, but there's something about the way he looks right now that makes your core ache with need around his long fingers.

his bunny ears are skewed in two different directions. one is angled towards you while the other looks left. his vest is long discarded, draped hastily over a nearby couch cushion in the rush to touch you. his tie is undone around his neck, and the first few buttons of shirt are undone-- you remember unbuttoning them amidst a feverish kiss before he carefully laid your back against the couch. you're grateful for it now. pretty pink flush coats his ivory skin, creeping up his chest to flood his cheeks with blazing heat.

he pulls away from your clit just enough to catch his breath, the warm of each exhale molten across your sensitive folds. his thumb rubs a teasing circle across the bundle of nerves before caressing it properly, steadily. your hips buck into his hand and he lets out a breathless chuckle.

"how do you feel? is this okay?"

both of you know the answer to that-- judging by the way your hand clamps over your mouth to silence your noises, the twitching of your cunt around his fingers, you can both assume he's doing an excellent job. but there's a vulnerability to the way he asks, a neediness that leaks through even with the self-satisfied grin he's wearing.

does this feel good for you? do you want to stay back here with me? is this orgasm worth abandoning your party for? am i worth choosing over everyone else you could be with tonight?

"more than okay," you breathe. "fuck-- i want you, sol. wanna cum, wanna feel you inside me, i-- please."

you do not have to tell him twice.

heat flares in his cheeks, and his eyes flick away momentarily before he leans in and resumes his work. his fingers scissor inside you now, stretching your inner walls to prepare you while sucking on your clit. your thighs clamp around his head, but his pace never halts or stutters-- the needy dig of your feel between his shoulder blades awakens something within him.

he needs you. badly.

it's not long after his pace reaches a fever pitch that your muffled cries do too. your thighs quiver and tense around his head again and again, practically begging for release, until your inner walls tighten and cum leaks across his knuckles. the pace of his fingers slowly until the obscene squelching quiets to quiet, slick noises of him pumping in and out, in and out, until he's sure your orgasm is over. solomon pulls them out carefully and leans in to kiss you.

then he freezes. both of your bodies stiffen against each other. his hand comes down to the hem of your skirt, previously yanked up to give him better access to your core, and yanks the garment down before sitting up.

the click of the door opening makes fear shoot down your spine.

"... i figured i'd find you here."

lucifer's imposing silhouette obscures the strobing lights of the party outside. you can somewhat make out his facial expressions, but it's not like you need them-- you can tell he's upset from the moment the door swings open.

"sorry," solomon chirps. you can hear the smug grin in his voice, see the way he waves his hand, aloof, like the smell of sex doesn't hang heavy in the air. "i meant to lock that door earlier. didn't want any guests intruding tonight."

"what is going on in here?" lucifer asks sharply. his ruby eyes narrow in the low light.

"oh, i don't think you need to ask that. i think you know."

solomon's fingers glisten in the low light. gossamer strings of your arousal coat his fingers, dripping like molasses down his digits. there's a few seconds of thick tension in the air before his lips part and his tongue laves the cum off his fingers. it's a dirty move-- lucifer's whole body stiffens in the door way. heat burns inside your stomach when they slip into his mouth with a moan. his tongue swirls sloppy around them, lapping up every last drop of the pleasure he gave you, never once bothering to look away from the demon in the door way.

"you're a disgrace," lucifer spats, words sharp and accusatory.

"come on, lucifer," solomon cooes, like he's attempting to pacify the angry avatar instead of rub salt further into his wound. "all in good fun, right? all for mc's special day."

silence.

"mc, come join us. my brothers are looking for you."

"unfortunately, lucifer, we're not quite done yet. isn't that right, mc?"

there's two sets of eyes on you. ruby rage from across the room, wings puffed like his chest as he beckons you to rejoin the rest of the group. cold steel close by, flickering with a warmth that makes your stomach tighten and your knees weak. your body and mind are not on the same side as you glance between the two.

"lucifer?" you finally start.

"hmm?"

"... shut the door on your way out, please."

#making out with that midnight deadline #obey me #obey me shall we date #obey me swd #obey me nb #obey me nightbringer #obey me solomon #obey me solomon smut #obey me solomon x reader #obey me smut #obey me x reader #otome

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killmeprettypleasee · 17 days

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𝓝𝓲𝓰𝓱𝓽 𝓒𝓵𝓾𝓫𝓼

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Warning: Loving sex, nipple play, Stripper reader, age gap! Reader is 23 price is mentioned to be around his late 30's.

It was a normal work shift at the strip club, you were at the back getting ready for your show while your other colleagues were keeping their clients busy.

Only 5 minutes left before your show starts... You wore light and natural make up aswell as a revealing bunny suit with a big diamond opening at the back and a small one by your tummy, white thigh high stockings matched to the outfit.

You looked in the mirror to see your wear and it looks so cute, the fluffy ear bounced at the top of your head as you turned around to get a better look of yourself.

You then got out of your studio and went on the stage, where men and women glanced at you, they were in awe to what they saw.

Especially the man with a bucket hat.

As you began to dance, you body gracefully moved while you pole danced, all eyes are captivated by the mix of your cuteness and sexyness.

The music played was a slowly beat, matching your movements as you danced.

Then a crowed began to throw money on the stsge, showing how entertained they are to have you danced on the said stage.

While looking in the crowed you saw a poor looking old man man maybe around his late 30's with a bucket, drinking whiskey while watching you, he noticed that your eyes were on him and gave you a flirty wink causing you to turn away in embarrassment..

The old man was attractive, yeah? He's really attractive.. you never knew you were into old men before.. but damn...

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After your show, you were back at your studio to rest until someone knocked on your door, you opened it and saw it wad your manager.

"you're free right now, kid?.."

He spoke out, he looks clearly in a hurry.

"why's that Daniel?"

You replied.

"You goy a bew client and he seemed to want you now?.. he literally payed a fortune for you there"

Daniel shot you a smirk.

It shocked you that someone would really pay alot just to have you..

"how much?"

"Around 10k"

Your jaw dropped when you heard that, normally people would pay around 300-500 each round but damn! You thought you're gonna faint at the amount.. but you were also curious on who this man was.

"Lets go.. we should not keep him waiting."

"Y-yeh.. okay?.."

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After changing-- you are now wearing a pair of cropped tops and shorts that has an opening to your ass.

You followed Daniel to the back, and opened a room to see the same man tha winked at you during your performance..

"Ive been waiting pretty boy..~"

The man spoke out and called you to walk in, you already done this before but you felt so shy around him, there's totally something about him that makes you weak to your knees.. and you couldn't quite identify it.

You walked up to him and.sat on his lap, you could feel his hard on press against your thigh.. you could tell how bug it was.. then soon he pulled you closer to him grind his hardon against your thigh, making you let out soft moans.

"Call me Price, I'd love it when you scream my name, sweetheart"

He spoked out, kissing your forehead lovingly.

His movements we're so loving and gently, you couldn't help but whimpered softly.

Slowly his hands spread your trembling legs as his finger's played with your tight ass hole, You moan against him, clinging close to him.

"Such a pretty boy hm?.. you feel so tight.."

Price chuckled softly as he fingered you, feeling how tight you'd gotten.

Then he laid you down on the bed, lifting your cropped tops up and began to play with your nipples.

To Price, The sight was so cute! Having you beneath him and being all cute and submissive for him.. he knew the moment both of you locked eyes, he knew the he had to have you.

Soon his lips wrapped around one of your nipple and began to suckle on it making you whine out softly.

Then Price took out his cock, stroking while pre cum slowly began to drip down his base,and slowly pushed in.

"A-ah.. s-so big"

You whined out, letting out soft sobs of pleasure.

He let you adjust to his size around a minute and when he felt you loosing up he began to gently and carefully thrust into you.

The way he did it was so gentle and almost so loving.

Praises slip down his lips as he thrust into your warm core, he felt like he was in heaven having to be inside of you.

It was the perfect feeling to be inside a cute boy like you.

His fingers kept on groping your skin, making sure you were really really as his thrust began to slowly increase.

His lips got back, wrapping up around your puffy nipples as this action made you feel so blished out.

Having some man use you was the norm, but this was different..

"Such a good boy aye?.. be a good boy for me baby boy.."

Price grunted.

"N-ngh.. a-hah! G-gonna cum.. P-price.. f-fuh.. fuck--"

You whimpered submissively as you clung unto his broad shoulders as you legs began to tremble.

Price's gips pistoned abit faster as he whispered little praises of encouragement in your ear as his lips kissed a trail on your neck oh so lovingly.

Finally he slammed his hips into you both cumming at the same time, his lips soon met with yours in a loving kiss, you kissed back.

You felt so loved for once doing your job, other's treated you like the cheap whore you are but this man? Price?.. oh god you felt like you don't wanna leave him..

"Fuck.. my little price looks so cute, just wanna have you all to myself my cute boy.."

Price chuckled, holding you close in his embrace, you cuddled up close against him.. breath getting heavy as you cuddled up against his form.

"P-please.. im yours please"

You begged softly, wanting to stay with him so badly making him let out a soft laugh.

"Dont worry.. I'll keep you and make you feel the love you deserve pretty boy.."

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After that encounter Price became you regular, always wanting to be with you, sometimes he paid just to make love with you and sometimes just to cuddle up with you on bed and do nothing but feel each others embrace.

You end up quitting your job and went on to have a date with your new boyfriend, he would spoil you all the time and even pamper you like a baby, he just thinks your so damn cute!!.

He so happy he have you now.. he felt so blessed winning your heart, now that you're his, he only wished to love you and to be loved back by you, he woukd never love another because he has you in his life now.

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A/n: I just noticed military captains get paid alot! So yeh... And ive been craving for loving sex lately with older men 😞

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nsfw-lone-wolf-nergiganos · 1 year

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Bunny Hybrid Sub! Kazuha X Dom! Male Reader Nsfw

Warnings: cock riding, daddy kinks, masochistic Kazuha, neck biting, overstimulation, and spanking kinks

A/N: happy Easter everyone, consider this as an Easter gift from me. Hope you all enjoy it

"Are you having fun riding my cock?~" You asked, "y-yes daddy~," your boyfriend, Kazuha replied as he bounced up and down on your cock. Today was Easter day, and Kazuha is allowing you to ruin him since there's nothing else for you to do.

"Good~," you said before spanking Kazuha's butt and thighs harshly, he moaned loudly while you saw his bunny ears twitch. Yes, Kazuha has bunny ears, because he's a bunny hybrid, and a slutty one at that.

Kazuha then buried his face on your neck before biting it to reduce the loud moans, but you can still hear his muffled moans due to him still riding on your cock. "Mmm~," his moans are music to your ears. Kazuha continued to bite on your neck while you continued to spank his jiggly butt.

"Yes! Spank me more daddy!~" Kazuha moaned loudly, he loves it when you spank him, he's like a masochistic slut who loves getting his butt spanked until it turns purple. You continued to spank him as you watched his butt jiggle as it bounces on your cock. "AHHH!~ MORE DADDY!~" Kazuha moaned loudly while sticking his tongue out.

"Haha, very well~," you replied before spanking his butt repeatedly. You could see handprints appearing, but you didn't stopped, you continued to spank his soft and jiggly butt while hearing him moan even louder. "C-Close!~" Kazuha moaned as he buried his face on your neck once again while arching his back and continues to ride on your cock before cumming on your chest. You came inside him before helping him get off your cock.

"Had fun?~" You asked, "mhmm~," Kazuha replied before burying his face on your chest. You chuckled a bit before rubbing his bruised butt gently while Kazuha's bunny ears twitched. "I love you Y/N," he said before kissing you gently. "I love you too my bunny boy," you replied before kissing him back. Easter is so much fun when you have a slutty bunny boy as your boyfriend.

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astr0exe · 30 days

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hi!! i hope you’re doing well<3 can i req maybe some bunny reader n owner price with also some owner simon n puppy Soap?? soap meeting prices sweet bunny boy for the first time?? please ignore if you’re uncomfortable with this!!

also have a great trip!! 🩷🩷

aghs eating this idea rn cause gdksgdkshis tysm for the ask darlingg !! 🩶🩶 I’ll try have a great trip but ima be so busy:(( its gonna be super pretty tho so thas good :))

would anyone want a pt.2 maybe ? :]

ALSO WTF THANK YOU SO MYCH FOR 200 FOLLOWERS M GONNA SOB 🫶🏻🫶🏻

// CW : tm!reader , praise , doggy , lots of hair pulling , degradation , creampie , aftercare

Your ears twitch softly atop your head as you sit on Prices lap, slightly curled up with Prices large hands stroking your large floppy ears. The anxiety is radiating from you with your twitches, your nose, tail and ears give away your slightly hyperactive behaviour whilst you gaze at the duo in-front of you curiously. A large puppy hybrid with a mohawk called Johnny, who is grinning sloppily at you and his owner, Simon, who’s staring down at you curiosity is shown on his face slightly.

Soap can’t help it when his dick hardens in his sweats:( you’re just too cute bunny, so fucking sweet to look at with your soft ears and twitching nose.. Your eyes are glued to his crotch when you notice the bulge, Price smirks when he notices what your attention is on, moving to murmur in your ear ��You like the look of Johnny’s cock bunny? What?.. What is it lovie.. You want it don’t you?-“ your blush is prominent which makes all the men laugh “Oh my little whore is so needy huh.. so flustered…”

Whilst John is talking both Soap and Simon make their way towards you, their smugness shown on their handsome faces as Soaps tail wags rapidly, his arousal and excitement showing as he basically vibrates with energy, just itching to get his hands on you, to taste you on his tongue and to feel you clench around his cock. His face is inches away from yours as he finally stops moving, his lips pulled into a smirk as his hands move to hold you, his large hands gripping your waist as his eyes gaze hungrily at your lips, “Soap, calm down..” Is all Ghost can bring himself to say, mesmerised and turned on by the obvious tension between you and his Johnny.

But Soap can’t help but disobey his owner.. his mouth meeting yours in a passionate kiss, filled with teeth and light biting. The soft assault on your lips makes your tail shake as you moan softly into Johnny’s mouth gripping his ears and tugging on them, your hips grinding lightly on Soap’s leg. The action makes Simon grin, inching ever closer, looming over both you and Price, who is just sat back lazily watching his bunny get used and played with. Simon’s hand moves slowly between your legs, as it touches your soft thighs you jump, goosebumps litter your skin due to Ghost’s cold fingers.

Your dumb bunny brain just completely shuts off as soon as you feel Simon’s fingers on your soaked hole and dick.. Whimpering into Soaps mouth loudly whilst Price tugs your ears and two of Simon’s massive fingers worm their way into your tight hole, your juices make the intrusion so much easier. Your whines are like music to the men, even with Soap’s mouth muffling them. The rhythm Ghost starts is surprisingly soft, but once he realises you can take it, his resolve shatters as he hears your sweet sweet moans and your quiet mumbles of “please.. harder.. can take it fuck… sir.. Please..” and something shifts in Simon, something primal. His fingers roughly slide in and out of your cunt, your tugs on Soap’s ears only grow harsher with the increased pleasure but Johnny only laughs and groans. His eyes flutter shut with every tug.

Your legs shake slightly, pushing away Soap softly as you grab Simon’s wrist, leaning against your owners body as your eyes roll back and your tongue lolls out of your mouth, Price holds your waist as your body shakes from the pure intensity of Simon’s fingers in you. As soon as your eyes are open again, Soap is on you, pulling you off Prices lap and onto the floor carefully, manhandling you until you are on all fours, your back arched and face pressed against the hard wooden floors.

Simon can’t help the appreciative groan that leaves his mouth from the sight of your bare arse in front of him, Price only gazes down at you pulling on your fluffy ears until you make eye contact with him. “You look so good like this bunny, perfect little slut for us to play with huh?” Price smirks down at you, the grip on your ears tight.

Your eyes widen as you feel Soap’s thick dick against your sopping hole, the eye contact with John is intense whilst Soap thrusts into you. Your breath is punched out of you with every thrust, Johnny’s tail whacks against the floor as he moans. The symphony of sounds the both of you are making is enough to get both Simon and Price rubbing their dicks through their pants. “Fuck bonnie.. good boy.. g-good bunny-fuck..” Soap mumbles, completely pussy drunk, chasing his pleasure with his fingers playing with your hard cock.

Your legs are quivering, your eyes rolling back as your arms give out, the only thing holding you up is Price’s hold on your ears. He can’t help but laugh at how fucked out and sensitive you are, already cumming around Johnny’s thick dick. Your cunt clenching around him tightly, causing his hips to stutter, his orgasm brought on by your own as his cum spurts inside you. Your eyes focus back in, your soul feels like its returned back to your body whilst you get wrapped up in Simon’s arms. He is just holding you softly as John grabs you and Johnny some water. “Just rest bun, me and John will have our fun soon enough..” He says, kissing the top of your head.

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gejo333 · 10 months

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A Misunderstanding ll

Father Miguel O’Hara x Mother Spider-Woman

Part l Part III

Summary: Your relationship with Miguel was doing amazing. But when you find out your pregnant Miguel begins to close himself off . You decide it’s best not to tell him and end things. But what happens when you see him again after five years and learns that he is a father?

The wait is finally over!!! Here is part 2!!!

I can’t believe I reached 100 followers!!! Thank you for all the likes, comments, reblogs, and recommendation to this fic!!!💕💕💕

I apologize for any grammatical mistakes I missed I posted this at 2 am my time.

Enjoy!🤗

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The orange and white monitors flickered between worlds as red irises scanned the various universes. His eyes calm down to his normal mahogany brown as he gazes at the various photos and videos of you and him.

Almost six years since he last held you in his arms. Last time he heard your sweet voice. How your laughter filled a room. When he pleasured you, your moaning was music to his ears.

His tired gaze stared at a video of you and him when the both of you went to the beach. You held the phone as it faced the two of you, sitting between his legs, resting against his chest. His lips twitched upwards into a small smile as he watched you change the filters from bunny ears to kitty ears on both of you. He rolled his eyes in the video at your cute antics as he held you in his arms, giving you a loving kiss on the cheek before the video ended.

Every moment he thinks of you reminds him of how much he messed up. Why did he distance himself from you? If he only opened up to you like you tried to do multiple times. He pushed you further away until he couldn’t shatter your heart into smaller pieces.

He wished he had run after you. He wished he had gone to your earth and pleaded for you to stay with him. But after you ended things, he broke down and drowned himself in work.

“Miguel?” Jess walked in.

“What?” He lightly snapped, not wanting to be disturbed.

“I’m taking Gwen on her first mission. I was just checking in to see if her watch is ready.” Jess swung up to his platform to grab the watch.

“Make sure she doesn’t break it again.” Miguel tossed it to her, which she caught with ease. Jess glanced at the monitor of you and him. A sigh escaped her lips.

“I’ll make sure she doesn’t. How about you come on this mission with us? Show Gwen some of your skills.”

“I’m busy monitoring the multiverse. I can’t be bothered with menial missions just to teach a rookie a few tricks.” He rolled his eyes.

“I thought you would be interested in going on this specific mission because we’ll be going to y/n’s Earth.” Jess jumped down as she began to walk out.

“What did you say?” Miguel snapped as he turned around and jumped down, walking right up to her.

“I just thought you could use this excuse to finally see her.” Miguel glared down at her before finally giving in as he sighed.

“It’s been almost six years Jess. She probably has moved on by now. Why would she want to see me after all these years?”

“It wouldn’t hurt to try. Just come on the mission and make up your mind there.” Miguel pondered what Jess said. His heart yearned to see you again. But his mind was making him panic. What if she doesn’t want to see me?

“I’ll go.”

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The mission was very simple as only a random person appeared and needed to be sent back. He would have stayed back at HQ if this wasn’t your world.

“I’ll see you back at HQ. Go get her back.” Jess said as she looked over at Miguel, who huffed as he swung away from her and Gwen.

“What’s he doing?” Asked Gwen.

“He’s going to see an old friend.” Jess looked at the direction Miguel went off to before heading back to HQ.

It only took minutes to get to for him to get to your apartment. However, time felt like it was moving in slow motion as he walked into your apartment complex and up the elevator to your floor.

33B, your apartment number. He dissolved his suit to appear in his casual clothing. His chest hurt as he felt his heart pound against it. Taking a second to calm his breathing, he knocked on your door.

In seconds the door opened wide as he was met with your surprised gaze. Even after almost six years, you still looked the same. The same gorgeous woman he fell for when he first laid his eyes on you. He wished he could wrap you in his arms and hold you. Capture your sweet soft lips with his.

“Miguel?” Hearing your soft voice again melted his cold heart.

“What are you doing here?” You ask as you stare up at him. Butterflies came to life in your stomach by seeing him again in person. He looked the same, except for his frame. He was a lot bigger the last time you saw him. After the breakup, he must have begun working out even more. Your heart dropped when you thought that he might be seeing someone new. Cheeks dusted pink as you move your gaze briefly away before looking back at those brown eyes you fell in love with years ago.

“There was an anomaly reported on your earth.” His response made you frown as you hoped he would come here to see you.

“Oh, do you need help with it? I’ve been pretty busy lately, so I haven’t been Spiderwoman in a bit.”

“Jess and I have already finished the mission. It wasn’t that bad.”

“Oh, I see. Then why are you here?” You ask again for his reason. Miguel’s gaze darted to different parts of your living room, having difficulty gazing at you without kissing you. You can see he was nervous as you could see his chest rise and fall faster than normal.

Suddenly, his gaze moved to you as he took your hand, rubbing his thumb over your knuckles. A shiver went up your spine as his hand swallowed yours. You felt like a schoolgirl again by him only holding your hand.

“I want to talk. I missed you, Y/n.” You felt the butterflies in your stomach become wild. He missed you like you missed him. But why did it take him so long to come see you? Why did he wait so long? You were suddenly reminded why you were heading out. You remove your hand from him as you pick up the things you dropped.

“I-I have to go.” You move out into the hallway with him as you close and lock the door. Moving past him, Miguel gently grabbed your arm.

“Y/n, please don’t ignore me. I really want to talk.” His voice was stern, yet his gaze looked desperate.

“I-I do want to talk, but I have to go.” You sigh as you remove your arm from his grasp. Pressing the elevator button, you walk in as it opens. Before it closed, Miguel pushed it back, walking in.

“Can’t we talk on your way?” He stood in front of you as you backed yourself against the wall. He walked closer, inches apart from each other. His gaze moved from your eyes to your lips, then back. Before, you would have a quick make-out session if no one walked in. He would have pinned you against the wall, arms wrapped around each other and tongues down each other’s throats.

“Fine.” You sighed as you turned your gaze from him. You could see in his eyes how he recalled your heated sessions in this same elevator years back. Walking out of the elevator with Miguel by your side, your nerves began to skyrocket.

You were on your way to pick up Mateo. Miguel’s son, that he didn’t know about. Checking the time on your phone you had 10 minutes to get there. Luckily, Mateo’s school was only a 5-minute walk away from your apartment.

“I wanted to say I’m sorry for distancing myself from you back then. For becoming cold towards you when you only tried to help me.” His words brought you out of your thoughts as you looked at him.

“I know that time of the year is really hard on you. But you didn’t have to shut me out. I was your girlfriend.” He looks back at you before looking ahead.

“I know. I wish I could take it back.”

“I’m sorry too. You were going through a dark time. I should have stayed by your side. But I didn’t have that much time to wait for you back then.” You stopped now in front of Mateo’s school.

“What do you mean by that?” Miguel’s brows furrowed, followed by a frown, confused by your last words. You take a deep breath as you look up at him.

“I’ll be back in a few minutes. Please wait here.” You say as you turn from him and walk into the school doors. You walk down the hall and see other parents picking up their kids. You see Mateo blabbering to another kid as you get to the room before he notices you.

“Mommy!” Mateo runs up to you as you lift him up into your arms.

“Hi baby, how was your first day?” You wave to his teacher before walking back down the hall.

“It was amazing! We drew our favorite animals, and we got to play games all day!” You smiled as he told you about his day.

“I can’t wait to hear more about it. Someone is waiting for us outside.” You tell him. Your last words perked his interest as he gave you a surprised look.

“Who is it?!”

“You’ll see in a second.” You set him on the ground and hold his hand as you walk out the front doors. You sigh in relief as Miguel is still waiting, but it is soon replaced with worry as you see Miguel’s eyes widen as he doesn’t move his gaze from Mateo.

You walk up to Miguel, and his gaze finally meets you again before returning to Mateo, who hides behind your leg. You knew it would only take him seconds to figure it out by how much he looks like him.

“How old is he?” Miguel breaks the silence.

“5 years and 6 months.” You answer him. Your gaze looks at your surroundings as other parents obviously glance over. “Is it possible if we can continue this back at the apartment? People are sort of staring.” Miguel nods his head before you walk back to the apartment.

Unlocking the door, Mateo runs in, throwing his bag in the living room. You turn to face Miguel, who is still standing at the entrance.

“You can come in. I won’t bite.” You smile at him. He chuckles at your response as he walks fully into the living room.

“He’s mine?” He asked as a question even though he knew the answer. You bite your lip as you nod your head. Your affirmation made his heart race again. He had a son. The same boy walked back into the living room, hiding his face in your leg.

“Can I?” Miguel looked at Mateo.

“Hey, Mateo. This is Miguel. Your father.” You tell your son as you comb your fingers through his hair to make him feel more comfortable. Mateo looks up at you before looking at Miguel.

Miguel kneels to the ground as Mateo slowly moves from your leg. You gently guide him to Miguel.

“Hi.” Mateo shyly speaks.

“Hi, Mateo.”

“Can I call you Dad?” Your eyes widened slightly at Mateo’s sudden question. A large smile appears on Miguel’s face.

“Of course, you can.” Air comes back to your lungs as if you were holding your breath. You can see Mateo’s face beam as he hugs Miguel. At first, surprised, Miguel hugs him back as he stands back up, holding him in his arms. Tears brim the corner of your eyes. You never thought this day would happen.

“Wow! You’re so big! You’re way taller than Mommy.”

“That is true, Papi.” Miguel chuckled as he looked over to you. You walk over to Mateo and lightly pinch his cheek before kissing him on the same spot, which makes him giggle.

Miguel looked at you and his son with so much love. He had a family again. He was going to do everything he could to win you back.

“Are you married to Mommy?” Mateo’s sudden question surprised both of you. Your cheeks redden as you look away from Miguel, who turns his head to hide his small blush.

“How about you go and play with your toys in your room? Hmm?” You tell Mateo.

“Aww, but I want to stay here.” Mateo pouts as he crosses his arms.

“You should listen to your mama, Mateo.” Miguel set him to the ground. You had yo admit, having another person back you up when your son was acting stubborn was nice.

“Can I show him my room first?” He pleads with you.

“Alright. But as soon as you do, you’ll let us talk?”

“Yay!” Mateo grabs Miguel’s hand and pulls him to his room. His hands felt so small and delicate in his large hands.

You lean on the doorframe as you smile at the sight before you. Mateo showed Miguel his favorite stuffed animals and toys as the two conversed about race cars and other things that came from your five-year-old’s mind. After a few minutes, you gently brush your hand against Miguel’s shoulder. Turning to you, he stood back to his full height.

“Ok Mateo. Your papa and I have to go talk now.”

“Aw, ok.” Mateo pouts as he sits on his race track carpet with a few of his stuffed animals in hand.

“If you’re good and don’t bother us. I’ll let us get pizza for dinner tonight.” At the mention of pizza Mateo jumps up and down in joy before going back to play with his toys.

Both you and Miguel leave his room. You walk to your bedroom, letting him in before closing the door.

“I didn’t think I could get you to the bedroom this quick, cariño.” Miguel chuckled.

“I did it so we can talk in private. But still, be close to him just in case.” You roll your eyes playfully, trying to hide your smile from his comment.

The silence grew in the room before Miguel had enough and broke it.

“Did you end things because you were pregnant?”

“Yes.” You looked away from his gaze as you felt guilty.

“Why didn’t you tell me?” His voice lowered barely above a whisper. You still heard as you closed your eyes, taking a deep breath before exhaling. You had some speculation that if Miguel ever came to find you, you would have this conversation.

“I tried telling you. But you were so distant from me. I couldn’t find the right time to tell you. I stopped trying after you said you didn’t want to have any more kids anymore after…after Gabriella. I was afraid that you wouldn’t want to be a father again if I told you.” Tears pricked the corners of your eyes as you tried so hard to hold them in. You look back at Miguel as he tries to remember what he said back then. His eyes suddenly widen slightly before he looks back at you with regret. He walks slowly over to you.

“Did that happen on Gabi’s birthday?” Miguel forced the question out. Even as years go by, his heart still aches at the reminder of his daughter.

“Yes. You said, ‘The thought of having another child is unbearable. I couldn’t handle the pain again if something happened.’” You remembered his words exactly, as they stayed engraved into your mind all these years. You couldn’t stop the tears from running down your cheeks.

“I-I didn’t mean to say I never wanted children again. I was so grief-stricken back then. I wasn’t thinking about what I was saying. If only I didn’t say those words. I would have been there with you. Seeing Mateo grow up.” Miguel sat on your bed, hands covering his face as he drowned in regret. You sit next to him as you move his hands from his face and guided his chin to look at you.

The tears continued to come out as you saw his eyes become glossy. “I’m so sorry you weren’t there for Mateo’s first five years. If you want, you can still see him grow up.”

“Of course I want to watch him grow up. I want to be in his life. But I want to be in your life too.” His last words caught you off guard. Miguel leaned in to kiss you, but you covered his lips with your hand. He pulled back, a frown evident on his face.

“Do you not want me back, amor?

“I do, Miguel. But I can’t rush right back into it. It’s been almost six years. And we only were together for six months before. Plus, let’s have Mateo get used to you being around first before putting our relationship on him too.”

“Alright. I’ll be patient but not that patient.”

“Let’s just see how the first week goes.” You put your hand out for him to shake in agreement. He gave you a deadpan look before taking your hand. However, instead of shaking it, he brought it to his lips and gently kissed the bottom of your wrist.

“Miguel…” You playfully roll your eyes. He kisses your wrist one more time before smirking.

“Alright, alright. I’ll play nice. For now.” You playfully hit his chest, which makes him chuckle as you both leave your bedroom and walk into the living room. Since Mateo didn’t disrupt your conversation, you decided to order a pizza.

“Do you still like pepperoni?” You ask Miguel as you sit next to him on the couch.

“Sí.” He replied as he scooched closer to you on the couch. You noticed but ignored it as you continued ordering the pizza online.

“Momma!” Mateo said as he ran to the living room.

“Yes, sweetie?”

“Can I watch my cartoons?”

“Of course.” Mateo sits on the floor in front of the tv as you grab the remote to turn it to the right channel.

As the cartoons played, Mateo would explain the characters to Miguel whenever a new one appeared on the screen. You didn’t realize how close on the couch Miguel had gotten, arm resting behind you on the sofa, until you heard your phone buzz.

Picking it up, your eyes widen when you see a text from a certain person.

“Whose that?” Asked Miguel.

“Just someone.” Miguel frowned at your vague answer, understanding why.

“Who is he?”

“Just a guy from when I was at a mommy and me group.”

“Are you seeing him?” You can hear the jealousy come out in his voice.

“Well, no. There were only two dates.”

“What does the text say?”

“He was just asking how Mateo’s first day was.” You said, “and asking for a third date.” You quickly added, which widened Miguel’s eyes as he turned to look at you, slightly upset.

“Well, you should tell him you’re not single anymore.”

“Miguel…” your tone turns serious with his response.

“It’s eventually going to happen, amor. So why string this man along when he can’t have you?” You roll your eyes at him. You decide to ignore the texts until you know what to say.

Thankfully the doorbell rang, indicating the pizza was here. Miguel got up from the sofa and opened the door. Grabbing the pizza and thanking the delivery man before closing the door.

Miguel brings it to the kitchen as you follow, grabbing two plates and then a plastic one for Mateo. After getting slices onto the plates, you go back to the living room. You hand Mateo his plate, which he cheers and says thank you in excitement before chomping down.

“I forgot your earth has the best pizza,” Miguel said as he took a bite.

“It really does. You remember that mission we went on that had that awful pizza with lobster and strawberries as toppings?” You cringe at the memory of you and Miguel stopping to grab food after fighting an anomaly and being horrified by what the locals called a delicacy.

“I do remember that. I’ve never tasted more disgusting food in my life.” He cringes at the memory alongside you. “Do you ever think about HQ?” He glanced over at you.

“Yeah, I do. I miss it a lot, actually. Seeing everyone and going on missions. Everyone came to me begging me to report their mission to you if it went bad.” You laugh at the last part.

“Everyone still misses you. A lot has changed since you were last there. There are more spider recruits, so the halls are always busy. Peter B remarried MJ, and they have a baby now. Jess and her husband are expecting one too. Some new teenage spiders annoy the hell out of me daily. Specifically, a guy named Hobie. He never listens and loves to get on my nerves.” Miguel’s fangs come out, annoyed by the thought of the rebellious spiders. Thankfully Mateo was facing away from him to not see the fangs.

“It would be nice to see everyone again. And to meet new faces.” You smile at Miguel’s reaction.

“Come with me tomorrow. After dropping Mateo off at school.” He looks at you, waiting for a response.

“I would love that, actually.” You say, which brings a huge smile to Miguel’s face.

“Sounds like a date.”

“It’s not.”

“I’m only kidding.” He holds his hands up in defense.

After finishing the pizza and watching more cartoons, you realize it’s way past Mateo’s bedtime. Looking over at your son, you see him dozed off on the floor. You go to pick him up, but Miguel places his hand on your arm as he picks up Mateo easily.

You both walk to his room as Miguel tucks him into bed as Mateo already is wearing his PJs.

“Buenas noches mi hijo.” Miguel whispered to Mateo before placing a kiss on his head. After he stands up, you brush some of Mateo’s hair out of his face as you kiss his forehead.

“Sweet dreams.” You say before getting up and turning off the light before closing his door.

After Miguel finishes cleaning the dishes, he walks into your bedroom, where he is handed a pillow and blanket.

“What is this for?” His eyebrows furrowed in confusion as he looked back at you.

“For you.” You say.

“Y/n, don’t make me sleep on the couch. I would be much more comfortable sleeping in here with you.” Miguel pouts as he sets it on your desk.

“Miguel. We are not together.” You remind him.

“But we will be. So why not start slowly by letting me sleep with you. Plus, I’ll hurt my neck by sleeping on the sofa.” You pondered his words. He was right. He was too big to sleep comfortably on the couch. A sigh escaped your lips.

“Ok, fine. You can sleep with me. But only sleeping! Any funny business, and you’re heading straight to the living room.”

After getting ready for bed, you slip underneath the covers. You watch as Miguel takes off his shirt showing his chiseled body. You hide your face in your pillow so he wouldn’t see your red face.

You feel the bed dip as Miguel gets under the covers lying beside you. The lights were off, only the moonlight lighting up the room. Your gaze meets his. You start to fall into a trance as the moonlight reflects perfectly off of him, staring straight into his mix of brown and red eyes.

You didn’t realize he had wrapped his arm around your waist, bringing you closer. Your bodies now only centimeters apart. He cupped your cheek with his other hand as he leaned down before capturing your lips with his.

You missed feeling his lips on yours. The kiss lasts a few more seconds before your lips sadly part. Moving your gaze from his lips to his eyes, you see them cloud into a lustful gaze.

You are suddenly brought back to reality as you lightly glare at him.

“Go to the couch. Now.”

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100% there will be a part 3! I love this storyline too much.

Hope you enjoyed part two💕

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beargyuuzz · 4 months

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12:02 CSB

Warnings: MDNI, Smut, Established relationship, dom Soobin x sub reader, bad language, use of slut and whore, pet names, choking, unprotected sex (don’t be y/n please), hair pulling, biting, overstimulation

WC: 578

Soobin X Fem!Reader

Smut under the cut

You let out a desperate whimper, eyes screwing shut as your lover tightens his grip on your throat. Your eyes roll back, nails digging into his firm bicep. Soobin chuckles, moving his lips to your ear.

“What? Can’t my little whore take it? You wanted to be a fucking brat in front of my friends, so I think you can handle what I give you.” His hips pick up their brutal pace, the sound of skin slapping falling deaf to your ears as you cry out for more. “Please- fuck! Soobin!” You scream out, his hands moving to your hair for leverage as you feel his tip kiss your sweet spot. You choke out a pleading breath, meeting his eyes to see that familiar darkness in them. Fuck, you loved riling him up.

A sudden gasp leaves you as his fingers find your swollen bud, drawing tight circles over it. Your hips jerk, trying to move away from the overstimulation as Soobin simply tuts and holds you in place. “Now, now… don’t try escaping this, bunny.” His tone is teasing, your head nodding up and down as you feel sweat clamming up your skin.

His lips move to your breasts, capturing one of your nipples as he bites down gently. The groan you let out is near feral, his hips moving harder against your own the moment the sound hits his ears. He could feel himself getting closer, his cock throbbing as he rolls his hips a bit too hard into you. Your moans were like music to him, making his head spin as he shifts the two of you and grabs you by the hips.

“Tell me, baby. Tell me how bad you want to cum. Tell me how badly you want me to fill your pretty cunt up.” Soobin’s voice breaks at the end, telling you how close he was getting. You pant out incoherent phrases, failing to get any more words out. Soobin chuckles, shaking his head as one hand moves to your jaw. “Use your words, slut…” he changes his angle, fucking into you at a slower pace with deeper strokes as you cry out in protest.

“Please, Soobin! Please- cum with me! P-please I need your cum!” You beg the man on top of you, tears running down your face as his pace quickens once again. His fingers work faster on your clit, making you tighten more and more until you finally snap. Your vision blurs as you cum around his cock, body spasming as he fills you only seconds after.

The two of you struggle to catch your breath, your lover letting himself fall into the bed beside you. Soobin pulls you into his arms, wiping the hair that clings to your face out of the way. “Are you okay, baby?” Comes his gentle voice. You felt like you were floating, your eyes out of focus. You settle for a nod, curling closer to him as he lets out a chuckle.

“How’s that for ‘too much of a softy to do anything’” Soobin uses your earlier words to Kai against you. You let out a whine, swatting his arm playfully. He only laughs, helping you sit up before he passes you the water he had kept on the nightstand.

“Drink that. I’ll go get something to clean us up, okay?” You nod, watching your boyfriend leave with a laugh as you sip the water. You really did find a keeper, didn’t you?

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A/N: Just a short lil thing- it isn’t that good but I hope you guys like it either way!!! Much love, 🪷

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dwailol · 11 months

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Great Toss

First post ❤️‍🔥 👅

Summary: Fem reader x Bucky Barnes. Established relationship. You get a surprise visit for the night you thought you were spending alone.

Minors DO NOT INTERACT

Warnings ⚠️: smut, oral (female receiving), unprotected p in v, creampie

Word Count: 1.3k

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The compound was empty. The lights were down low. I was enjoying my night alone or so I thought. As I was casually dancing around the living room with full control of the music, I all of a sudden felt a presence behind me.

No one was supposed to be back for days. I grab a metal decoration off the side table and hurl it into the dark corner of the room. I hear the sound of metal on metal catching. Out of the dark steps Bucky Barnes. Fuck.

“Great toss,” he says dropping it on the floor and walking towards my frozen body. He caresses my face with his vibranium hand and tucks my hair behind my ear. He leans in close and with a deep hushed voice whispers, “Did they leave you all alone in here?”

Just as I catch my breath, I lose it again at the feeling of his other hand resting on my hip. We are eye to eye. This wouldn’t be the first time he’s gotten me into a rush like this.

“What are you doing here? Everyone left today for—“ I try to explain.

He cuts me off. “Oh no, I knew that they’d be gone and that you had some sort of a ‘conflict of interest’ which makes you the heroic house sitter! For a few days right? I just wanted to get under your skin a bit with that entrance. Did it work?” He gives a smug look. It worked.

He sits down on the arm of the couch behind him and slides his metal hand down to my other hip. Blood rushes where he had his hands that move lower and lower. It had been a while since he had shown his face. That’s what I’ve been coming to learn about the hero life style—that people show up and leave and show up again when you aren’t expecting.

“You could have texted before scaring me like that,” I say.

“Well I just missed you so much doll,” he sweeps my body onto the couch with ease as he pins me under him, “I especially missed seeing those eyes get wide like that.” I feel his hand slip under my shirt. “I missed a lot of things about you.”

I think back to the first time I saw those intense eyes of his staring at me up and down. All with his eyes he told me that he would have me and that he would have me in anyway he wanted. He did. He was about to again.

“Did my good girl miss me?” he asks now squeezing at my breasts and kissing from my collar to my jaw. I take a deep breath. “I missed a lot about you too,” I respond as cool as I can.

“Show me.”

Just like that our faces smash together. Coming up for air was not a priority. He slides his hand under my back to push me as close to his body as possible. His vibranium hand clutches my thigh. There was only so close our bodies could get with all our clothes on. I pause and catch my breath saying, “We need to take these off.”

He kisses me before saying, “You’re full of great ideas bunny!” He sits up and pulls me up close to his face. “You first,” he orders. He takes off my top and stares as he glides his hand over what was his.

“No bra? Making my job easier,” he kisses all up and down me while untying the string of my lounge shorts. “You wearing anything under these?” The answer was also no and I was ready to not be wearing those shorts too.

He pushes me back down and starts peeling away his clothes down to his boxers. He finally slides my shorts off. You could see the shine from how wet I was. He towers over me and starts to run his flesh fingers along the most inner part of my thighs then lightly over my clit. He starts rubbing faster and harder. I let out a gasp.

He grabs my face with his other hand. He locks eyes with me. “I missed my pussy,” he says, inserting a finger and moving it up and down and in and out. I let out a loud moan. We both loved that I was about to be as loud as I wanted.

“Good girl. Whose pussy is this?” He inserts another finger and starts to go faster. I let out a scream and I’m already close. I hadn’t answered yet.

“You can’t cum until you tell me whose pussy is this,” as he holds my arms above my head.

“It’s yours!”

“It’s whose?!”

“It’s Bucky’s!” I cry out. I’m finally allowed to cum. I sigh out the air I’d been holding in.

“My beautiful girl,” he leans down close to my face again. “So beautiful when you’re cumming for me.” My arms are still held down and I can feel him sliding his boxers off. I can feel his precum now rubbing against my entry. I press my hips forward but he moves back to look into my eyes. The suspense was killing me.

“And you’re so so beautiful taking my cock,” and then he slides right in. He starts his first strokes. I moan and feel his girth testing my limits. Thank god he gets me so wet. Having a big dick is one thing but he knows how to use it too. I let him know just how much I’m loving it, “Fuck. Bucky I love feeling you inside me!” His beat is steady.

“That’s music to my ears Angel. Wrap your legs around me.” As I do he sits up while still inside me. I’m in the position to ride him but he never makes me do any work. He grabs my hair and pulls me in for a messy kiss. Bringing my head so that my ear is on his mouth when he says, “Now I wanna hear you sing.”

Just like that he picks up the beat hard and fast. I shriek so loudly it bounced off the walls. He pushes me back so he can see my face while he’s fucking me. I bite down on my lip. He goes harder. “I said I wanna hear you sing!” He pulls me in again so I’m yelling right in his ear to the beat of his thrusts. He smacks my ass, “Good girl!”

He rolls me back onto my back and hinges my hips up while looking over me. He starts rubbing my clit. My breath falls heavy again. “I think I’m gonna cum!”

His beat steadies as he demands, “Not until I say so. When you’re cumming I want to be cumming inside you. Do you want that Angel?” I whimper out an mhm. He picks up the pace, “Sing it for me!” Leaving me screaming “Yes! Yes! Yes! Yes! YES!” I hear him grunting which means he’s close too. He begins rubbing away and my pussy is absolutely throbbing waiting for the release.

“You can cum in 5,” he’s moaning.

4. I can see his neck tensing ready to spill into me.

3. He bends over me without his hand leaving my clit. Still caging me in with his other arm.

2. God I am so fucking close. “Please please please!” I beg.

“1,” he grunts out thrusting me through and multiplying my orgasm. He falls onto me with his cock still inside to fuck all his cum deep inside me, making sure none of it spills out. “I love cumming in you.” He kisses the side of my face and onto my lips again.

He gets up and lets a deep breath out. “Want some water before the next round?”

Fuck.

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gothicbabydollz · 1 year

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morning sex in the kitchen with Az ? like you're in the kitchen preparing breakfast for your partner then he comes up behind you is your breakfast plan changes 🫣 morning sex is Canon by Az

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Azriel can’t keep is eyes off you in the morning. Especially when you’re making him breakfast, swaying slightly as you stir the eggs in the pan, your hair a mess and a sweet smile on your lips. Clad only in his own shirt. This is probably Azriel’s favourite version of you, the side that shares these soft moments with him and only him. He delights in this time with you, wants to make the most of it before you’re both shoved back into reality.

He smiles, hearing your hum of content as he hugs you from behind. Azriel leans down, nuzzling his face in your neck. He inhales your scent and tastes your skin. You sigh, relaxing against him, “G’morning, my love.” Your voice is raspy, still laced with sleep. It’s music to Azriel’s ears. He says nothing, unable to tear his lips away from your neck. You laugh when he squeezes you, hands wandering across your tummy, along your sides, grazing beneath your breasts. Even with the smell of cooking in the air, Azriel doesn’t miss the sweet smell of your arousal building from a few simple touches. He nips at your neck and you whine his name. “Yes?” His hand drops to the hem on your - his - shirt, sneaking beneath to trail along your thigh. “I’m making breaking,” You tell him, attempting to keep your breath steady as Azriel’s free hand palms your tits. “I can see that,” Azriel chuckles, feeling the warmth from your cunt as his fingers draw closer. “You’re distracting me…” Your body betrays you, pushing back against him.

Azriel’s fingers dance through the slick between your folds, he kisses your neck, tongue brushing over your skin. He whispers, “Do you want me to stop?” He circles your clit slowly and he feels you shudder in his arms. You shake your head, “No, I don’t want you to stop.”

And that’s how Azriel now has you sprawled beneath him on the kitchen floor. Breakfast discarded and burning away in the pan. The tile is cold against your back, a nice contrast to the heat coursing through your body. Your shirt is bunched up, exposing your breasts, allowing Azriel to lick and suckle on your nipples. He has your legs tight around his waist as he ruts his hips slow yet rough grinds. His cock is deep within your sopping cunt, each drag against your squeezing walls pulling groans from his throat. You’re so tight and warm, Azriel wishes he could stay buried within you all day long. Your fingers are tangled in his hair, tugging and pulling, needing something to hold on to. With each thrust, a loud, pleasured cry passes your lips. Turning into pathetic sobs as he continues to fuck you on the kitchen floor.

Azriel shifts so he’s looking down at your face. His hands slide up your body to cradle your head and he lowers to rest his forehead against yours. “I’m here, bunny. I’ve got you. Are you okay?” He watches you blink up at him, eyebrows creasing as the pleasure overtakes you. “Yeah, yeah,” you nod frantically, “It’s so good, you’re so good. Please, please don’t stop.” You clutch onto him tighter, as if scared he’s going to leave you here wet and wanting. Azriel kisses you softly, his tongue working into your mouth. You moan in response, letting his tongue guide yours. “I’m won’t. I’m not stopping until you’re cumming around my cock, okay?” He pants into your mouth. You whine, kissing him again and sucking on his bottom lip.

Azriel can feel his stomach flexing, cock throbbing and balls tightening. He’s close to climaxing. He wants you to fall over the edge alongside him. Azriel angles his hips to hit that spot inside you with each rut of his hips. Your eyes roll back almost instantly, whispered praises tumbling from your lips. “There. There. Gods, Azriel. You feel so good, you make me feel so good.” He curses, the words and noises you release spurring him closer and closer. The clenching of your cunt becomes more frequent, your moans rising in pitch. “Look at me, bunny. I want you to look at me when we cum.”

With a soft sob, you do as he says. Eyes flickering back to gaze into his own. “That’s it, good. You gonna cum with me, bunny?” He asks, barely able to hold his climax at bay. You nod, mumbling incoherently. “Let go then, little bunny. Cum with me.”

The tight squeezing of your cunt finally throws Azriel over the edge. He trembles above you, his release spurting against your walls. Your eyes never leave the others’, staring so deeply, baring your souls to one another. Your lips are parted in a silent cry, he’s sure you’ve forgotten how to breathe. Azriel has. No air meets his lungs as he rides out his climax, hips sloppily grinding into yours. He’s overstimulated, your walls clenching rhythmically around his cock, keeping him deep inside you.

Azriel is unsure of long you both lay there. Staring into each others eyes and panting into each others mouths. He’s examining your face closely. Azriel knows you’re beautiful, gods he reminds you every day. But he now knows beautiful is an understatement. You’re an angel. And how you ended up with him, he doesn’t know. “I love you,” Azriel breaks the silence, whispering even though you are the only ones here. Your smile makes his heart thud. “I know,” you sigh, brushing the sweat slicked hair from his forehead before pushing yourself up to press a kiss there.

The loud sputtering of eggs burning in the pan fills the room. And Azriel can’t help but laugh with you. “How would you care for some burnt breakfast?”

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bunnie-online · 6 months

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Hi can i request anakin just being super loud in bee? you can write it however

HI YES HELLO- im bunnie and i have a massive voice kink, so much so that this ask surpassed EVERYTHING ELSE im working on rn 🫣

ANYYYYWAYYYYS

loud ani?? MHM MHMM

warnings: fem!reader, loud whimper-y ani, switch!ani & reader, nooo plot at all, right into the porn ✋🏽😔, p in v. 18+ ONLY

you’re riding Anakin so well, it’s like his cock is your lifeblood. this is when Anakin is his loudest.

his head is pushing down into the pillows below him, his chin tilted towards the ceiling, mouth agape. Anakin is too far gone to notice that you’re now holding your hand over your mouth so you could hear him better.

his moans are echoing off of the walls, slightly higher in pitch than usual. you roll your hips just right, this drives Anakin absolutely insane. any anchor he had to his consciousness is gone in the wind.

“baby!”he moans, his voice cracks so beautifully, it’s like music to your ears. “fuck! o-h fuck!” his nails are digging into your skin and those stunning blue eyes are rolling to the back of his head. you’re having a hard time keeping your own voice at bay now. you’re letting out little whines and moans. while you might be in charge at the moment, that doesn’t change the fact that his cock is mind altering. you switch gears, moving from a grinding motion to bouncing on his dick, Anakin’s moans became less sporadic and more rhythmic. his moans matching perfectly with each plap of your thighs down onto his.

“i-im gonna-! angel, you’re gonna make me-!” he can’t even finish his sentence before he releases. his moans sound like a symphony. before you know it, Anakin shoots up, making you fall onto your back.

“not done. ‘m not done. want more.” he repeats slurring his words, lost in pleasure. he throws your legs open, forcing himself inside you again. he doesn’t even give you time to adjust before he sets a barely tolerable pace. “wanna hear you now. wanna hear you scream for me now.” he grabs you by your face, holding your cheeks between his index and middle fingers and his thumb. “be loud for me, angel. let everyone know that you belong to me, okay?” his voice suddenly deeper.

you couldn’t control the submissive look in your eyes if you tried. “yes, sir.” you responded. “good, pet.” he kissed you.

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YALLLL THIS HAD ME KICKING MY FEEEET

~ bunnie

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gretavanlace · 9 months

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Beloved

Jake Kiszka x reader

18+ only! Minors do not interact!

Warnings: graphic sexual content, language, dirty talk, light impact play, slight dom/sub vibe, digital penetration, implied unprotected sex, pet names, etc

Just a little blurb. Short and sweet…okay, maybe not sweet. Also, barely edited ❤️

Bent over the desk in his office, you quiver for the rasping voice floating through your head. A filthy satin ribbon roving through a sex drenched breeze.

“Touch her, bunny,” his fingers slip inside you, fluttering just enough to make your hips search for more. “Touch her just like I touch your pretty cunt, nice and slow. Be gentle with my girl.”

“Fuck, Jake,” you rest your fingers against the worn smooth wood of his guitar “harder, please”

“Ah ah ah,” he hums, tsking his sinful tongue at your ear just before nuzzling against your temple “you treat my baby sweet. Gotta be gentle with the beloved, and I’m gonna show you how. If you play her just right,” his touch swirls upward, stroking delicate circles right where you need him until you shake out a breath of a moan “yeah, if you play her just right, she makes the prettiest sounds”

“Fuck me,” your nails wisp over the sleek instrument he’s entrusted you with and he lands a stinging smack against the side of your thigh, scolding you, punishing you, nudging you closer to where you’d so love to go, with his tenderly harsh treatment.

“Watch your mouth, dirty girl,” he taunts, licking a slow path along the curve of your throat “and you watch how you touch my girl. Apologize.”

Your thighs are shaking, and slick with your need, desperate to spread wider for him, to beg him shamelessly with your body, but you are held fast, slung over the desk between his legs. “I’m sorry, Jake, I—“

His left hand tightens around the nape of your neck and his right plays leisurely between your thighs, tapping at your clit, nudging at your weeping entrance, taunting and toying. “Not to me, bun. Apologize to her.”

Down you go, guided by his grip, until your hitching breath is fanning over cherry wood “Kiss her better, tell her how badly you feel for mishandling her. She’s my baby, and you’re going to treat her as such. Look how beautiful she is, look how she curves,” his hand guides your palm up her side, but his other hand pets down the dip of your waist, proving where his touch really wants to linger.

“Right here,” he places your finger over a string “listen to the way she sighs music into the air when you play her right…” now his finger hovers over your slick, swollen clit, “there…”

A single circle of the ragged, calloused pad of his finger weakens you further “Don’t stop, Jake,” you whine, tears spilling slowly down your cheeks, creating wandering tracks to mark your need, for him to enjoy with those ravenous eyes of his “please, just a little more…I’m almost there. Fuck, please.”

“Please what?” He turns your head until your cheek rests against the pick guard, lipstick smearing across ruby wood.

You love this guitar. How could you not? The way he works his fingers over her so reverently, watching him seduce rock and roll wails out of strings and frets is almost holy, and yet deliciously unholy in a way that haunts your days during the most mundane of activities.

The way his hips grind and roll against her, fucking music into the air like some sadistic deity flaunting his talisman. The jealousy that flourishes in your soul for that inanimate object that he adores so…his beloved? Well, you’d never lay claim to it in a thousand years.

“Please, what?” He swats at you again, driving a quick slap into your ass and then groans a soft “look at that shit, bunny’s so fucking pretty.” almost to himself as he eyes the recoil.

“Fuck me,” it’s a whimper, an anguished prayer you’re afraid he won’t answer. “Fuck me, god please just fuck me.”

“Pick her up,” his demand is low in his throat, resounding through the room, an ominous tune…he is music, always.”

“What?” The velvety head of his cock - warm and plush, searching and circling - nudges at your cunt. “Don’t make me think right now.”

“Don’t make you think? Aw, why not? Is my little bunny cock drunk already? Not a thought in her pretty, pretty head? I’m not even inside you yet.”

“Don’t be mean,” it’s a meaningless request. You want him to be mean. You want him to treat you like a whore. His gentle wrath pairs so nicely with the delicate devotion that you know hides beneath. The love pours out of him, washing over you…a summer monsoon unleashed to cool and quench the boiling asphalt of your soul.

Even now, as his grip closes tightly around the back of your neck once more, with savage strength, you can feel that love. “I said, pick. her. up, bunny baby, don’t make me tell you again.”

Gingerly, you close your shaking hands around the neck of his Gibson, but he stops you short, scolding you like an unruly child as he kicks your legs open wider for him, still luring tiny whines from your lips with his beautiful cock, pulling it just out of reach each time you grind back in attempt to force him inside.

“Not by her neck.” He mouths at your neck, sucking you until you’re trembling “by her body, bunny. Careful, now…you know how much I love her.”

Tenderly as you might a newborn babe, you lift her up.

“Good girl,” his praise spins your head, and he pets your hair until you release a sound dangerously close to a purr. “That’s my good fucking girl. Hold her close, for me, bunny. Keep her safe while I fuck this pretty little cunt in two.”

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fuckmysuguru · 6 months

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Quiet — Suguru Geto

— CW: 18+ smut. PiV. PwP. Riding. (Very brief) mention of exhibitionism/voyeurism. Creampie. (Slight, very) dumbification. | word count: 0.8k (not proofread!)

— a/n: My first fic for Geto. I am such a Suguru Slut. Lol. If you know me you don't.

“Good girl, that’s it— ride me.” His voice is soft as a lullaby as his big hands grip the supple flesh of your ass, guiding you up and down his hard cock. Suguru’s long hair falls down his shoulders, some dark strands sticking to his sweaty face. It is incredible how attractive he looks and how calm he can stay during sex.

Every time you try to speed your movements he stops you, scolding you with a soft slap on your ass. Patience is a virtue, he says, although sometimes he is the most impatient person you have ever met. His dark eyes glue to your bouncing breasts, licking his lips and leaning closer to wrap his mouth around your perky nipple. Suguru sucks eagerly, swirling his tongue over the nub until it’s puffy and so hard it is borderline painful. A small whimper falls down your lips and he quickly silences you with a sly smirk against your skin. “Keep it down, dollface. You don’t want Mahito to hear you, right?” You shake your head at his words, biting your lip to keep your moans in. “Good girl, you learn fast. I don’t share.” Surugu continues, lifting his hips to meet yours. Your breath hitches in your throat, feeling him impossibly deep. It is not fair how easy he can make you come.

Switching sides, he gives the same treatment to your other nipple until both are covered in bite marks and little hickeys. Since day one he had been a possessive man and what better way to show the world he owns you than with those marks all over your neck and chest? He sees the way Mahito sees you, how the hunger in his eyes burns his miserable soul— if he even has one— and he fucking loves to rub it on his face that he is the one who fucks you good. And more often than not, the thought of taking you right in front of his face crosses his mind and fuels him with a newfound desire. Suguru knows it will make his blood boil— and if he can prove no one will ever make you cry and come and scream the way he does… then for what is his dick for?

“Suguru—” You gasp, gripping his shoulders with a strength that borderline amazes him. He sees you as nothing more than a weak little butterfly, so easy to rip your wings off and turn you into a mindless puddle with his cock. “I’m gonna come.” That adorable pout makes his dick throb inside you.

“Do you want to come, bunny?” He mocks you, raising his head to look at you with a cocky grin. His lips are swollen and covered with his spit from sucking at your tits. You nod eagerly at his question, missing the teasing edge. It is so easy to play you dumb and he adores that; it grants him with a wave of power and dominance that makes him feel alive. The slick sound of sweaty skin slapping is music to his ears, and he knows he is breaking his own rule of not being too loud but at this point, with the way your wet cunt is clenching around him, spamming with the force of your orgasm— he doesn’t give a fuck who is listening. “Do it.” His left-hand lets go of your ass to grab the roots of your hair, yanking your hair back and granting him a delicious moan of pain.

He knows he won’t last long with the way your body is milking him, begging him to release his hot, sticky cum inside you. With a few more forceful thrusts along with the constant friction of your needy little clit on his lower abdomen, you choke a broken moan mixed with his name. Suguru watches amazed at how your breasts bounce, grunting a weak curse feeling his orgasm teetering with every jerk and pulsation of your tight, velvety walls around his cock. His sharp teeth dig into the exposed neck to muffle the loud groan of his release, still bouncing you despite the small cries of overstimulation that threaten to transform into tears. Crying in front of Suguru Geto is dangerous… he might get hard again.

Just like you wanted, his cum floods your insides and leaks, pooling at the base of his cock. He has been edging himself for a while knowing that when he comes he will fill you up just the way he knows you like. Painting your pretty walls white is what he needs after a long week of dealing with idiots.

Breathless, you rest your sweaty forehead against his shoulder. The bite on your neck stings and you are sure he might have drawn blood but that’s the magic of it. That’s just a percent of how rough sex with Suguru can be. And you wouldn’t have it any other way.

𓆩⟡𓆪 English isn't my first language. I apologize for any mistakes.

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