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theflowerrooms · 9 months

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hi petal! i've got an idea if you're still looking for requests c:

-imagine the squad goes camping but there was a miscommunication/error in booking and steve ends up having to room with eddie & the reader.

-he's already annoyed about having to third wheel but also bc he knows theyre always going at it.

-one night, he went to bed earlier than the group.

-by the time eddie & reader get to bed, they assume he's fast asleep but they were kinda loud coming into the cabin so he stirs awake.

-once they're in bed, they start messin around and eventually have sex, not caring about how loud their being bc they still think steve is asleep when really he's wide awake like O.O

(i'll leave it up to you whether or not steve gets himself off to them doin it but part of me feels like he has a voyeurism kink heehehe)

to request • eddie’s masterlist • steve’s masterlist • main

Wide Awake

Eddie Munson x Reader, x Steve Harrington (slight)

Summary: on a trip with friends, Steve ends up rooming with Eddie and you, the token sex addicts as he’s lovingly called you. He goes to bed early and you and Eddie calling soon after, thinking he’s fast asleep when you two start messing around

I seriously loved writing this so much! Thank you for the request! I’m a big fan of Steddie x reader and I’ve really been wanting to write more with Stevie <3 thank you! Love, Petal

wordcount: 2k

Warnings: smut, slight dubious consent, swearing, penetrative sex, voyeurism (Steve can hear reader and Eddie going at it), exhibitionism (Eddie and reader are definitely getting off on it, praise, slight humiliation?

He should’ve been the one to call and book the rooms. Maybe then they would’ve gotten four rooms with one bed each instead of two rooms with two beds each. Steve glared at you and Eddie across the fire pit, cozied together. Your face was buried into Eddie’s neck as you laughed at something Robin said. He didn’t hate you or Eddie, in fact, he loved you both immensely, his best friends. What he hated was the fact that you were always on each other. A constant reminder of how he was alone when the two of you looked happier than anyone had been before. It didn’t help that Steve had a thing for the both of you before you started dating.

Steve watched as Eddie’s hand slipped from your waist to your thigh, gripping it tightly and pulling you closer to him. He watched as your lips found Eddie’s pulse point, leaving nothing more than a gentle kiss, but it was enough to let Steve know you two were about to be interested in more than friendly kisses and lingering touches.

That was his cue to leave, go to bed and fall asleep before he got stuck listening to you two go at it.

He said his goodnights to everyone and all but ran to the room he’d soon be sharing with you and Eddie. His bed was cold and comfortable, but he was bitter and annoyed, and the cold only reminded him that there was nobody else to warm his bed with him. He hadn’t laid there long before he’d almost fallen asleep, resting on his side and blanket up to his chin as he faced the wall. His drowsiness was quick to leave him when he heard the door swing open and close.

"Shh- shut up, Steve's sleepin'." He heard you giggle, Eddie giggling in response. The corner of his mouth quirked up in a slight smile at your tipsy laughs, you sounded like you'd each been drinking. He knew it hadn't been more than a beer each; You and Eddie were just drunk on each other.

He heard Eddie's heavy footsteps as you led him over to the bed. He could hear you both falling onto the mattress and he was immediately grateful that the beds weren't squeaky, so at least he'd not have to listen to that.

He listened to you giggle and Eddie shush you. "Keep your pretty mouth shut, don't wanna wake up Steve." Eddie rasped. Steve could tell by his playful tone that he didn't really care if they woke him up or not.

The room soon filled with the sounds of you and Eddie kissing, clearly sloppy and rushed. Steve's face started to heat up with a deep blush that he was too embarrassed to acknowledge. And as your breath started to grow heavy with a soft sigh against Eddie's lips, Steve began to consider that maybe being stuck in a room with you and Eddie wasn't such a bad thing.

"Get this off baby." Eddie mumbled, mouthing breathily at your neck. You whispered something that Steve couldn't really hear, but he did hear his name. "Baby, it's fine, we'll be real quiet. If Harrington wakes up he can deal, or go sleep with the girls, it's fine." Eddie assured you, pecking kisses over his shoulder. Steve wanted to be irritated with Eddie for not caring to respect that maybe Steve didn't want to chance hearing you both fuck, but… Steve wasn't so mad about it, more excited than he was able to admit. It wasn't like he hadn't thought about Eddie and you like that before. He wasn't upset that he'd get to hear it this time.

Eddie was quick to help you get your shirt off. Steve could hear him kiss down the column of your chest, hear your shirt drop to the floor and he could even hear the zipper of your shorts before they hit the floor too.

“Fuck you’re so pretty.” Eddie groaned under his breath. Steve had to stop himself from turning to look for himself. He’d never seen you wearing less than a bikini, but that was enough for him to imagine. He didn’t have to see you to know that he already agreed.

Eddie kissed your sternum and unclasped your bra, letting you slide it off yourself as he let his hand fall to your cunt, rubbing slow, teasing circles over your panties. “Eddie, please.” You tried to whisper, but the unsteady and loud whimper that followed your words defeated the purpose of you whispering in the first place.

Your voice was darker, so sweet and needy, and that was it before Steve could feel him growing hard in his sweatpants. He heard Eddie’s taunting laugh and more whimpers from you that got him fully hard. He desperately wanted to turn and look at you, to reach down and palm himself, but he wouldn’t.

“Gonna let me taste you baby?” Eddie rasped, leaving more wet kisses on your stomach as he slid your underwear down your legs. Steve felt conflicted. He was excited at the possibility of getting to hear Eddie go down on you, frustrated that he couldn’t watch, and jealous that he didn’t get to have his mouth on you. Or even have Eddie’s mouth on himself.

You tugged Eddie’s hair to pull him up closer to you, and the groan he let out made Steve’s cock twitch. “Not right now, need you so bad, please.” Your voice shook and Steve exhaled, careful not to be too loud. He heard Eddie’s shirt hit the floor, then the zipper of his jeans. Steve wondered if he was stripping himself, or if you were helping him.

He stopped thinking about that the second he heard you gasp and sigh. He couldn’t be sure as he wasn’t able to see, but he imagined Eddie pushing his cock into you, bottoming out. He wondered how wet you were, and how deep Eddie was inside of you. He wanted to see so bad, but he was grateful to be able to hear the soft sounds you let out.

“Jesus… how are you always so fuckin’ tight? Feel so good angel.” Eddie’s voice was shakey, keeping his voice down for Steve’s sake. Unbeknownst to you both, Steve desperately wanted Eddie to speak up, wanted you to let yourself be louder.

As Eddie started moving faster in and out of you, you both stopped paying much attention to your volume. Eddie breathed heavily, and quiet moans were pushed out of your lips with each thrust of his cock. Steve could even hear your cunt, hearing just how soaking wet Eddie made you.

Steve’s cock was aching against his pants, and he just had to do something. Obviously he couldn’t jerk off right there: You’d stop if you knew he was listening. He shifted so that instead of laying on his side, he was on his stomach, giving him the perfect opportunity to press his hips against the mattress. He could gain some friction and alleviate some of the pressure from being so hard and not being able to do anything about it.

He nearly cursed at himself, the noise of him moving alerted you and Eddie. You both stopped, looking over at him to gauge whether or not he was awake. After a few moments of tense silence, Eddie started fucking you again, harder than before and catching you off guard. You whined, so loud and beautiful, and Steve couldn’t help but rhythmically roll his hips into the mattress. He had to bite down on his lip to keep himself quiet.

“Eddie-” His name fell from your lips, caught somewhere between a warning for him to slow down, or a plead for him to give you more. Steve didn’t think you were sure what you wanted.

“What’s the matter baby? Don’t wanna wake up Stevie?” Eddie asked teasingly and you hummed in agreement. “Awe, you don’t want Steve to see how well you take my cock? Don’t want Steve to see how fuckin’ pretty you look getting fucked?” He groaned and Steve almost groaned in return. Eddie’s words were doing just as much for him as they were for you, then the broken whine that came out of your mouth had Steve realizing the likelihood of him cumming in his pants like some desperate kid.

“Y’know what? I think you want him to see you. With the way you’re fuckin’ tightening up every time I say his damn name? God, fuck-” He fucked you harder, nails digging into the meat of your thighs, but it only spurred you on. He hit your g-spot over and over again, and you bit down on the junction between his neck and shoulder to try and quiet yourself. It was no use; you were still moaning desperately and Steve could hear every bit of it loud and clear. Each broken whine and whimper from your lips was bringing him closer and closer to an orgasm, just like Eddie’s cock was doing for you.

“Fucking- damn it, feel so good. Gonna cum baby? Are you gonna cum on my cock right next to Steve? Such a slut, fuckin’ love you” Eddie moaned, his thrusts were growing sloppier and sloppier and Steve could hear it.

“Love you- I- need to cum Eddie.” Your sweet voice was heavy with tears of pleasure, and simultaneously, you and Steve felt the pulsing in your lower stomachs, warning you of your orgasm.

“C’mon, so good for me, cum for me. Be a good slut and cum for me.” Eddie’s voice was thick and raspy, but sweet and loving. It guided you to your orgasm and you moaned loudly as you arched your back and came on his cock. At the same time, at Eddie’s demand, Steve came as well, his jaw hanging open in a choked back, silent moan as he filled his sweatpants with cum.

Eddie’s hips stuttered against yours and he came too, groaning loudly. A whiny moan that you loved to hear as he fucked his cum inside of you. “Fuck- s’good for me.” He mumbled, kissing your forehead as he stilled inside of you.

Steve rested there quietly, as quietly as he could manage. He listened to Eddie pull out of you and lay next to you, kissing the skin of your shoulders softly. Steve heard the blankets moving around as Eddie pulled them up over your shoulders for you.

“Thank you.” Your voice was sweet and sleepy, still heavy with that post orgasm haze. You thanked Eddie again, kissing his jaw. Steve wanted to thank him too, he wished he’d be able to replay everything he’d heard in his head over and over for the rest of time. He hoped you would do the same the next night. He’d make sure you ‘accidentally’ had to share a room with one another again. “Goodnight.” Steve smiled to himself as he heard your sweet voice, so loving and pretty. He heard you and Eddie kiss for a moment again and then he heard you shuffle closer to your boyfriend, burying your face in his neck. He was willing to bet you looked so cute.

Eddie yawned himself, “Goodnight baby.” He littered kisses over the crown of your head and Steve listened. He began to grow frustrated and jealous again, wishing he had someone to kiss him, to hold him. He wanted to scold himself for being so bitter about you and Eddie being happy together. You both deserved it after all; Steve just wanted to be happy, and he liked you both so much.

Finally, as Steve came back to himself after coming down from the post-orgasm high, he chewed his lip anxiously. What kind of creep not only listens to his friends have sex with each other, but gets off to it as well? The cold, wet stain in his pants began to grow uncomfortable as he began to grow guilty. What would you think if you knew? What would Eddie think? He was sure Eddie would want to knock his teeth out if he knew. Finally, he was interrupted from his anxious thoughts by Eddie’s voice.

“G’night Steve.”

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kentocee · 1 month

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So Anxious • Gojo x Fem!reader • (18+)

CW: smut( sexting, nudes, dirty talk, masturbation, gojo being unnecessarily horny for reader, impatient!gojo), slight humor bc gojo is VERY unserious 😭

Cee’s Note: I heard this song on tik tok and it instantly reminded me of Gojo (don’t ask) but I hope y’all enjoy

Song inspo: So anxious by Genuwine

[Minors do NOT interact; explicit content ahead]

Satoru: Babe

Y/N: Yes?

Satoru: come thru ;)

**Delivered**

It was embarrassing the amount of times Gojo checked his messages to see if you responded to him.

Granted it only was a couple minutes but with his growing erection tightening his pants, his patience was running thin.

He knew you were at work but he was hoping you would be out already to help him with his little…problem.

Suddenly he noticed his phone lit up due to a notification and he nearly dropped his phone, fumbling to unlock it.

***

Y/N: im at work but I should be there in 30

Satoru: seconds? :D

Y/N: …

Y/N: minutes -.-

Satoru: :(

Satoru: :((

Satoru: thats too looooong :(((

Y/N: BYE! Ur so dramatic lmaoo

Y/N: ill be there before u kno it

Y/N: and then im all yours tonight ;)

Satoru: but I have a bit of a problem…

***

The tightness was becoming unbearable to the point where his print was visibly showing through his sweatpants. Suddenly it was as if a lightbulb appeared above his head.

***

Satoru: *image attachment*

Satoru: u see my dilemma

Y/N: OH

Y/N: O.O

Y/N: that’s a BIG problem alright

Y/N: it might be too much for me to handle

***

You were such a tease. Acting all innocent as if Gojo hasn’t had you folded like a pretzel on many occasions. But this was usually how it started. You feigned innocence and next thing you know Gojo would end up sending detailed messages on how exactly he planned to fuck you later on.

He knew this all too well, yet here he was falling for it yet again. Usually he was the one doing the teasing but the times when he was needy you were quick to seize the opportunity.

***

Satoru: my baby can handle it ;)

Y/N: and what if it doesn’t fit

Satoru: oh imma make it fit

Satoru: and u gonna take it like a good girl

Satoru: u gonna be a good girl for me?

Y/N: yes baby only for u ;)

***

“Sh-shit” Gojo groaned through gritted teeth, palming himself under his sweatpants.

The thought of him stretching your tight pussy to fit his size made his dick twitch subconsciously. He can just imagine the way your mouth would hang open and eyes widen as he bottoms out inside you. He can just imagine all the whines and moans through your pretty lips you make on his dick.

***

Y/N: how u want me to take it?

Satoru: want ur arms and legs around me

Satoru: want u so close to me

Satoru: wanna see ur pretty face wen I fuck u

Y/N: mmm can’t wait ;)

Satoru: i cant either

Satoru: need u so bad rn baby

Satoru: need to feel u

Satoru: need to hear your pretty moans in my ear

**Delivered**

All this dirty talk was just making him hornier by the second and he didn’t think he could wait much longer.

After a couple minutes, Gojo was once again checking his phone, anxiously waiting for your response. The longer he waited for your responses the more anxious he was getting.

After five minutes and no response, he knew you were still teasing him. Got him riled up and left him high and dry.

Oh how cruel.

His eyes wandered to the time almost as if it would go faster the longer he gazed at it.

“Fuck it”

Gojo slipped down his sweatpants and briefs, his cock springing out, bobbing slightly.

He closed his eyes and imagined his fist was your wet pussy. He started stroking himself at a desperate pace, trying to release what he’s been holding for what felt like hours.

The sounds of his low moans and wet sounds filled the air as he continued to chase his pleasure.

Just when he could feel himself reaching close, he heard a door opening from outside his room.

“Babe! I’m home”

Oh shit.

Gojo practically fell out his bed trying to pull his underwear and sweatpants back on.

When he finally made it out his room, he found you by the front door hanging your coat up and taking your shoes off.

“There you are! I told you I’d be home before y- TORU!”

Gojo had scooped you up and brought you over his shoulder, having your ass next to his head as your body dangled behind him.

Gojo brought his hand up and smacked your ass, “That’s for leaving me hanging earlier”

“I dunno what you mean”

He couldn’t see it but he knew you were smirking behind him. Oh you were gonna be in for it.

With that, Gojo ran to his bedroom with you over his shoulder. He was bout to make his imagination a reality.

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usamamoweek2022 · 2 years

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Featured author: @areptiledysfunction1107

Today’s featured author is @areptiledysfunction1107

@areptiledysfunction1107 or Cap is one of the hosts of this year’s @usamamoweek2022. She is not only a holder of a first-degree black belt in TaeKwonDo and a blue belt in Shaolin Kempo Karate, but is also kicking us hard with her smutty fics!

What Cap says about her work:

“I remember keeping a journal of each episode’s synopsis after it aired on Toonami. I’d rush home from school and grab my notebook. What a nerd… I remember writing crack!fic in my early teens and thinking I was soooo cool. I’ve gone through writing for some other fandoms but Sailor Moon is my home and UsaMamo is my OG OTP. I can’t speak to what I’m known for to other people but I strive to write the missing pieces. I want to know what happens off screen. I want to fill in the blanks. This is what I hope I have accomplished! I’ve also taken to writing smut so there’s that, too…

Impulse is the first fic I decided to try drawing art for as well... All the art except for the art in Chapter 3 is mine!”

Featured work: “Impulse”

“Mamoru is having some *very* interesting side effects from last night's battle...”

Rating: Explicit

Things people have said about Cap’s work:

“Just when I thought I already read the best smut on here I stumble across a story like yours and go like o.O

“The smut was *chef's kiss*. You hit every single mark. The 'I've wanted you for years' desperation, touching, sensations...it was all there and I was a fly on the wall like the sick voyeur I am. And what an identity reveal!”

“HOW DARE YOU!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! I know you said this was going to be a slow burn but I really wondered if they were just going to get it on right then and there. The yearning! The LONGING!!! The absolute primal desire is hot as fuck. The shower scene is fantastic and the art. THE ART!!!! A ghostly imagination of Usagi toying with him is so gorgeous. And you did an excellent job on his muscles.”

Link to socials:

Find @areptiledysfunction1107 on AO3, FF.NET

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#UsaMamoWeek Featured Author #mamoru and usagi #serenity x endymion #usagi x mamoru #mamoru x usagi #prince endymion #mamoru chiba #princess serenity #usagi tsukino #usamamo #usamamoweek2022

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cranky-kyrati · 2 years

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New chapter up!

I turned to find both men looking at me. Waiting to see where I was going with this.

The sight of them got me utterly sidetracked for a moment. When had I last been alone with just the two of them? I couldn’t remember. It would have been back when Pagan’s mere presence tended to claim all my attention, and before I had gotten to know Gary as anything other than an extension of his will. Now, I saw them in a new light, as fully realised persons, with a shared history that stretched back further than I had even been alive.

Pagan had claimed more of the sofa after I rose, lounging against the armrest with feline indolence. Gary sat in his armchair, legs crossed and folded hands resting on one knee, looking relaxed but alert. Both of them watching me, gazes keen and unwavering. Tiger and hawk. I felt suddenly very much like prey, and felt vaguely embarrassed at how much I didn’t mind. The sheer power of them together like this was enough to make my knees weak, and I reflexively placed my hand on the back of the nearest chair. I caught Pagan’s eyes narrowing on me, the hint of a smirk playing on his lips.

I cleared my throat, wrestling my mind back to the topic at hand. While Pagan would undoubtedly find the thought of me thirsting over the two of them highly amusing, Gary would be less appreciative. I wasn’t going to insult him by ogling him in his own home.

“They found out my identity was fake,” I said, voice surprisingly steady. “That I was essentially paperless. And that was when I was moved to where they could have me interact with clients.”

Pagan’s smirk had turned thoughtful, appraising. Gary — I couldn’t quite tell from the angle of his face, but I thought he was smiling, and he quirked an eyebrow at me with a look that meant ‘go on’.

“I made myself a perfect victim, didn’t I? For their—” I gestured vaguely. “—trafficking scheme. All the better that I had no idea. Plausible deniability, and all that.”

A beat of silence, then Gary gave an amused huff. “Quod erat demonstrandum.”

This one was recalcitrant and annoying but I like how it came together in the end. (And to think I imagined I’d be able to fit smut in there, too - it’s already 5.7k words! O.o)

#pagan poetry excerpts #pagan min #far cry 4 #far cry

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snowie130 · 2 years

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Hiii!

How do you envision your darklina's first kiss to have gone?

Love misclassification btw❤

Thank you!

Sorry it took me so long to answer, but you actually made me realize that if i have a kiss written in outline of a fic then i ll have to actually write it someday, and i know i m bad at writing physical intimacy etc (hence no smut for characters that definitely deserve them both in canon and an AU!) plus the darklina kissing scenes that Ben and Jessie delivered were just 🔥 🔥 🔥 and nothing can top that.

Anyway - i have worried about The Kiss for weeks now and i decided i ll worry once i get to the 3rd arc. I guess i ll have to read more romances for that or just straight up inhale all the incredible chemistry between the heroine and the villain of Horrorscape series by Nenia Campbell, amen

So right now the only way I can imagine misclas!darklina kiss to happen is that the Darkles will trip up while they fight for survival against REDACTED inside the Fold and oh look, Alina was conveniently just there o.o

I know, these two deserve better than crack! World's worst slow burn

#darklina fanfic #grishaverse fic: misslasification #slow burn gone wrong #bar babbles

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theinternetisfulloftrash · 3 years

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So it were 24 O's for the partner and not for him?

Uh...Yes...

As much as that would be incredible, guys really just don't have the ability to get off that many times. I think the five times he does (I think I gave him 5) is even a touch ambitious, but fantasy can live by slightly altered rules of reality and still be believable.

24 times.... Holy shit, anon... Ha!

Anon is referring to: '24x24'

#dylan o'brien #dylan o'brien x reader #dylan o'brien imagines #dylan o'brien smut #ask #anon #anon ask #24x24 fic #I like to believe our boy has prowess but that's just...absurd ;)#but #24 orgasms in a single day might kill a man #no joke #;)#also... he seems like a giver.. you know??? o.O

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bemylord · 3 years

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ʜᴏᴡ ᴛʜᴇʏ'ᴅ ᴇᴀᴛ ʏᴏᴜʀ ᴘᴜꜱꜱʏ

characters: yuuji, 'gumi, toji, satoru, kento, sukuna.

warnings: smut, aged up, oral, creampie, multiply orgasms, sitting on face [?], edging, squirt, toys or boys who know how to make you squirt.

butler's remark: ( ◕▿◕ ) hello ¿ i'm here with another smut hdc. nothing new: sukuna being sukuna, nanami is a daddy and satoru being mr. steal your girl. well, toji is a toji too <3 enjoy reading, lord!

ɪᴛᴀᴅᴏʀɪ ʏᴜᴜᴊɪ:

sit. on. his. face.

like really, pure boy would be crying for the sake of tight hole. literally, yuuji having a facesitting kink: without any wobbling or hesitationhe'd be well-fed by your cum.

the type of boiz who would to be glad be choking by your thighs as you barely holding yourself back from flattening his face.

it may seem as he enjoys that more than you by seeing his complacent face as he's masterfully flicking his tongue on your clit and making shrill fondles your dripping hole. you haven't got any other option but to sit on his face.

your morning starts with his mouth on your pussy or kisses on the pubis as he greets on with his morning, husky voice: 'just wanna say good morning to your pussy if you don't mind'

sorry, but.. who doesn't mind..?

ꜰᴜꜱʜɪɢᴜʀᴏ ᴍᴇɢᴜᴍɪ:

the case when the son takes after his father.

at first, he didn't know how to please you. don't get him wrong, he knew he should lick your sensitive area and play with your nipples. but, you know, the puberty period is over and he still a baby in sex.

give 'gumi his time and you'd cry over his tongue as he starts from your lips to the pussy, shattering you using one finger and tongue.

like yuuji, megumi will lick every last drop of your oozing little entrance as you got lost in paradise.

gets insatiable of it if you'd pull his hair to see his mouth has being messy of your cum as he quickly licks his fertilized lips with your juices.

he might summoned his divine dogs as gets addicted to your hole. 'i can get enough of your juicy place, my love'

ꜰᴜꜱʜɪɢᴜʀᴏ ᴛᴏᴊɪ:

the daddy knows how to do it. when he's in the mood to play or destroy you and your pretty cunt, he doesn't need his dick, girl.

his pads of fingers playing with the place you're needy for, contemplate as to how you wriggle like a snake underneath his fingers.

will whisper some dirty phrase such as: 'such a pathetic whore you're' or 'can't wait for my dick, huh?'

toji won't hold back if you will squirt on the bed. your mind being mushed and you have lost the clarity as you came on his mouth by your third time.

the perfect timing for thrust in your swollen cunt with his cock.

but nah, this daddy for sure will turn your mind off, literally and fucking literally, as you're illegible pleading for his cock.

ɢᴏᴊᴏ ꜱᴀᴛᴏʀᴜ:

heaven has sent you a divine gift and a hellish torment, and the name is satoru fucking gojo.

his tongue has a target in the swollen spot, his slender fingers inside your gooey pussy.

into toys, i guarantee you this point. the vibrator, flogger, vibrator panties. about vibrators - is more likely to tie you up and turn on some vibrator while wanking his dick. o.o i... you.. just pretend..

he's kind of like all the other guys, like yuuji or nanami but he's sort of being a gojo satoru.

huge teaser. teasing and teasing and teasing you while railing and spinning nimble tongue on your pussy.

probably likes to do it at the technical college, in his office as you're quelling any sounds that letting out from your mouth with every thrust satoru's tip on your hole. 'be a good girl and stay quiet when you cum'

but how you could?

ɴᴀɴᴀᴍɪ ᴋᴇɴᴛᴏ:

daddy kento is certainly into the fingering while licking your clit.

he'd relentlessly leave abrupt strokes against your entrance as spanking your butt cheeks. he makes sure he's brainwashed you enough for his cock, meticulously staring as a stripe of your cum oozing down towards your asshole.

although he's making out with your pussy if you were a good-good girl for your daddy, obey his order.

mostly it's about sucking his properly, touching his pubis with the tip of your nose, being choked by it.

if you disturbed or interrupted him in his office, kento with precision will edge you in his little room.

minor hickeys on your inner thighs as he teases you, compelling you to plea as his ears being in heaven by your celestial [?] whining.

ꜱᴜᴋᴜɴᴀ:

after dinner there's dessert, right? i mean, i know you wanna read about him.

if we're talking about the place who'd lick you - everywhere. in his domain? you'll squirt on his throne. if itadori switches the body with the king? itadori's bed will be soaked by your juices. somewhere in the public? you should be quiet.

certainly destroy with his tongue as he's fluttering over your drooling hole, eliciting your mooing as you're practically shaken, reaching the highest.

loves to watch as your juices oozing on your inner thighs, licking that area, as you stuck your ass more, pleading for his big cock.

the king definitely into making you squirt.

ok, but, i know it's silly, but.

imagine sukuna with four arms?? i mean, his dick is better than arms but if sukuna would somehow switch into his previous form, you'd have overdosed with fingers. imagine the next one: sukuna tied your hands above your head, holding ankles on his shoulders as his other two hands are on your hole. whilst one palm is stretching your walls, another one is making circles on your clit.

( ◕▿◕ )

well. yeah. do you think sukuna is a cat person or pussy person? hehe, sorry ;)

also abt satoru: there are very, very many different vibrators, i think you even have your own red room ;)

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tom-whore-dleston · 2 years

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Versace on the Floor

Pairing: sugar daddy!Simu Liu x f!reader

Genre: smut

Warnings: PWP, daddy kink, semi public sex, dumbification, wall sex, creampie, oral sex (f receiving), spanking, gagging, slapping, pain kink, scratching, dirty talk, tit worship, (almost) mirror sex, overstimulation, fuck ton of teasing, Simu calls reader S word (again), Simu at the Oscars (that shit is a whole warning fr), Simu speaking French, reader almost getting caught in 4k, Benedict Cumberbatch being a true G

Summary: Simu takes you as his plus one to his first Oscars and there’s more to celebrate than him presenting an award.

Word Count: 2.6k

Beta Read: s/o thot squad x3000

Notes: I’ll save the chit chat til y’all read this 2.6k of straight up porn o.O Remember to reblog and comment if you enjoyed what you read 😊

photos: @/simuliu - IG | banners: @maysdigitalarts | dividers: @firefly-in-darkness

You stood in front of the mirror for what felt like eternity. To say that you looked like a million bucks was nothing more than an exaggeration. It was the truth. You wore a flashy gold dress designed by the Donatella Versace. It was definitely a lot to unpack. All you could do was stare at yourself in awe, and you couldn’t even begin to process how breathtaking Simu looked.

Your beau was dressed in an all red suit with a black bowtie and gold accents to tie his look together. Ms. Versace originally suggested that he go shirtless under the suit, but she took your flustered expression and silence as disapproval. Little did she know, you were secretly daydreaming about leaving hickies all down his torso while still sporting the suit. Of course, Simu could read you like a book and teased you the rest of the night for it. Shirtless or not, Simu looked delectable, which only fed into your dirty thoughts about him.

“You are so beautiful, my honey baby,” Simu hummed, slithering his arm around your waist. His other hand moved your hair away to expose your neck, pressing gentle kisses from your shoulder to the top of your neck. You melted under his touch, watching him in your reflection. His eyes met yours in the mirror, causing him to smirk against your skin.

“Oh, I see,” he chuckled and then kissed behind your earlobe, causing your knees to almost buckle. “Baby like watching Daddy make her feel good in the mirror, huh?”

“Simuuuu,” you whimpered, your pussy already pulsating as hard as your heartbeat. This only egged him on. His hands gripped your hips, pulling you flat against him so your ass could grind against his hardening cock.

“Do I turn you on that much, baby? Is it the outfit that’s making you horny?”

You moaned as you rubbed against his groin and continued to do so while he talked.

“Aww, I know, honey. I know you try to be so innocent, but deep down, you’re undressing me and imagining my big cock down your throat. I bet you want me to take you right now so everyone outside those doors can hear how dumb you get when I fuck the shit out of you. I know damn well you wanna watch me fuck you in the mirror like the little slut you are. Is that right, honey?”

Before you had the chance to open your mouth, came a knock against the door. You held your breath as a voice announced it was time to leave for the Oscars. Simu cleared his throat and yelled back a ‘yeah’. Simu and you locked eyes through your reflection, his dark eyes still gazing over you.

“We’ll continue this later. We have the Oscars to attend. Let’s go, honey.” With that, he slapped your ass before heading towards the door.

The night hadn’t even started and you were already wrapped around Simu’s finger. You could only anticipate more teasing from there.

During the whole car ride, Simu crooned over how gorgeous you looked and how both your outfits complimented one another. He called you his lucky charm and he couldn’t have been where he was without you. While you curled up next to him like a kitten, he would stroke your thigh and kiss the top of your head. You spread your legs in hopes he would touch you where he wanted you most. Simu tsked and shook his head.

“Dirty girl. Just can’t help herself when Daddy touches her.”

You pouted and gave him a pair of sullen eyes.

Simu smirked. “Don’t worry, you’ll get what you want in time. As much as I love getting you all riled up, I gotta focus right now. You know how important this is to Daddy, right?”

You nodded.

“It’ll only be a few hours so just wait until then. Can you do that for Daddy?”

You nodded again and he interlocked his hand with yours.

The show finally started and you sat amongst a number of other celebrities you admired. They welcomed you and Simu with open arms and gushed over how cute you both were together. Simu did all the talking while you just took in the fact that you just hugged so many famous people. You couldn’t wait to tweet about how Benedict Cumberbatch and his wife just called you relationship goals. It was only fair that you did since Simu already tweeted about Ben before his career took off.

Simu was currently onstage, alongside Tiffany Haddish to present an award. Somehow the conversation ended up in Simu speaking French and everyone in the auditorium staring in shock. Then, Tiffany started openly flirting with him, causing Simu to laugh timidly while biting his lip. Normally, you would’ve been upset if someone openly flirted with him in front of you, but after meeting her at the party before the show, you understood she was only milking out her role as a presenter.

The more shy Simu got while onstage, the more he bit his lip. Perhaps it was because you were left high and dry twice, but you found yourself aroused by him biting his lip. You subconsciously squeezed your thighs together and shifted in your seat. Luckily, the other stars were busy with the show to notice you . All accept Benedict fucking Cumberbatch.

“You alright?” He asked in concern. “You seem uneasy.”

You shot him a toothy grin to hide your discomfort.

“Yeah, I’m fine! Just really happy for him, you know.” Benedict smiled and nodded before turning his attention back to the stage. By the time Simu escorted the winners off stage, you had managed to control your arousal before he returned to your side.

Simu huffed a long exhale. “That was, uhhh-”

“Amazing! Oh my gosh!” You caressed his face and pecked his lips. “I’m so proud of you, baby!” Simu kissed you again, making sure everyone around him had their eyes on you both.

“Told you I couldn’t have done it without you.” He snaked his arm around you, glancing down at the cut in your dress that accentuated your breasts. Simu leaned into you, lips barely brushing the shell of your ear. You can smell the lingering sweetness of wine on his breath before he purred slowly, “voulez-vous coucher avec moi?”

Remembering the little exchange he had with his co-presenter, you quirked the corner of your mouth into a sly grin. “Oui,” you paused awkwardly, “uhhh…Daddy?” Simu snickered at your cute attempt at a French accent and pressed his lips to your cheek.

“Come with me. There’s something I wanna show you.” Before you knew it, Simu yanked you out of your seat and dragged you out of the room.

“Simu, what are you doing?” You yelped, catching up to him. Your heels did not help you as Simu took bigger strides towards his destination. People around you stared in confusion and you just smiled awkwardly at them. Simu stopped once he reached a hidden area of the theater. You raised an eyebrow at him, expecting an answer from him.

“I found this little spot while backstage.” He reeled you closer towards him until you were pressed against his firm body. “Now, you and I can finish what we started.” Simu tilted your chin up before stooping down and catching your lips with his. He cornered you into a wall, trapping you between his warmth and the cold surface. You wasted no time in shoving your tongues in each other’s mouths, making wet, lewd sounds in the process.

Simu unzipped your dress, allowing it to fall to the floor and reveal your naked figure. He immediately started kissing down your body, whispering your name against your soft skin. Once he reached the valley between your chest, he grasped one of your breasts while swirling his tongue around your taut bud. Your hand clasped over your mouth while the other held his head in place as Simu lathered your nipple with his spit. His name fell from your lips as he repeated the same process to your other boob and with more greed.

His lips traveled down your stomach, stopping right where you wanted him most. You attempted to rut your hips forward, but Simu pushed you back against the wall with his hand right above your pelvis.

“Daddyyyy,” you whispered as he peppered kisses along your inner thigh. The closer he got to your center, the more intoxicated he became by your scent. Your pussy was absolutely soaked and Simu could no longer wait to taste you. Simu peered into your lust filled eyes, making sure your focus was on him only. Without breaking eye contact, Simu dove in between your legs like a starved man.

“Oh, fuck yeah, Daddy!” you cried softly as he licked up and down your folds. “Yes, Daddy, eat my pussy like that! Yesss!” Without warning,Simu removed his mouth from you and spanked your clit, causing you to yelp. He spanked it again with more force.

“Quiet down, honey,” Simu warned before shoving his face back into your core. He suctioned your labia into his lips and shook his head from side to side. You threw your head back against the wall, rolling your eyes until your vision went fuzzy. As he ate your pussy, Simu yanked his pants down to stroke his erect cock. He pumped himself faster as he fucked you with his mouth, his brown eyes growing needy for your nectar.

You clenched your jaw and teethed on your bottom lip to prevent a scream from escaping your vocal cords. His growl against your pussy made you rut your hips against his face, pushing you closer to your finish. A sinful chuckle from Simu caused pulses of electricity to course through your body. He threw your legs over his shoulders as he knelt straight up. Then he lifted you in the air with the wall and his shoulders as your only support. No other sexual experience could possibly top Simu eating you out while carrying you over his shoulders. It was the hottest shit to ever happen to you. And Simu knew it by the smug look on his face.

“C’mon honey, I know you wanna cum for Daddy. Cum all over my mouth, baby girl, but you better fucking be quiet.” He stuck his tongue out for you to ride your wetness against while he jerked his cock until it turned a glowing shade of red. You fucked his tongue until pleasure exploded inside your body. You muffled incoherent sounds into your sweaty palm, smearing your lipstick all over your face. Simu held back from coming undone since he wanted to save that for when he was inside you. He licked up the sweet juices that smeared all over his mouth and chin, humming at the addicting taste of you. Realizing the mess that dripped onto his outfit, he removed his button up to reveal his washboard abs.

Simu didn’t give you much time to recover before he helped you to your feet. Your legs were jello as he slapped his dick against your sensitive hole. You gasped at the stimulation, leading Simu to undo his bowtie. Once it was off his neck, he gagged your mouth with the fabric.

“That should keep you quiet, yeah?” Simu spat, patting your cheek. You closed your eyes, relishing the feeling of his hard hand on your skin. He raised one eyebrow inquisitively.

“You like that, honey?” You nodded enthusiastically. Without warning, he lightly slapped your face. The way your pupils dilated, on top of your melodious whines, unleashed a familiar darkness in him. He hooked your legs around his waist, lining up his tip at your entrance.

“We can save that for the after party, baby. I need to have you right now.” Simu thrusted his hips forward, groaning as your warmth engulfed his shaft. You were lucky that his bowtie kept you gagged, otherwise you would have broken glass with your high pitched cries. He mercilessly pummeled into you, fervently growling into the crook of your neck. The way he stretched you, along with his feral sounds, caused you to claw at his back and biceps.

“God damnit, gonna scratch up my back again?” Simu grunted in a low, condescending tone. “You love when I fill you with all this cock that you just turn into a little slut for me, don’t you?” You wailed into the balled up fabric in your mouth as he pounded into you harder and deeper. Not even the gag could drown out the pornographic noises that erupted from your throat.

“Aww, my poor honey baby.” He mocked you with a fake sad face while pistoning his hips inside you. “Such a slut for Daddy that not even his bowtie can keep you quiet.” Simu licked up the side of your neck, chills creeping up your spine at the wet sensation. The more he fucked you, the more you coated his length with your slick. The squelching noises that came from in between you and Simu sounded like music to his ears. “Fuck, even this pussy is so wet and loud for me. I think you want us to get caught, huh? Imagine all of Hollywood finding out how much of a dirty slut Simu Liu’s sweet little girlfriend is. Is that what you want, baby?”

You nodded frantically, murmuring into the fabric.

“Too bad. No one is allowed to see you like this except for Daddy.”

As if a light switch was flipped, Simu lost control of his strokes. His moans were breathy and desperate as you were reaching your second, and most likely not final, orgasm of the night. It didn’t take long for him to announce he was about to cum and that he wanted you to cum with you. His hand flew to your clit and flicked it feverishly as he gave you a few more hard thrusts. Right as you were tipping off the edge, he removed your gag and enveloped your mouth with his. You soaked up each other’s moans as he shot his load inside you and you creamed around his girth.

After calming from your highs, Simu broke your kiss and slipped out of you, watching the mixture of sex seep from you like juices from the sweetest fruit. You leaned against the wall in bliss, not caring about the cum dripping from your hole.

“How’s that for baby’s first Oscar?” You commented breathlessly. Simu huffed out a jagged laugh, lazily pecking your forehead.

“Can’t say much since there’s still an hour left.” You both hurried to get your clothes back on until you noticed Simu abandoning his button up shirt.

“Hey, what about your-”

“Well, remember when Donatella wanted me to go shirtless? Whatever Donatella Versace says, must go!” Your boyfriend winked at you, causing you to gulp as he put the red suit jacket back on. He spun you around to zip up your dress and then traced your collarbone with the tip of his tongue. You shivered, already overstimulated from cumming twice.

“Don’t tell me you’re all fucked out now. We still have the after party later tonight.” He spanked your ass, a subtle reminder of his teasing from back in the hotel suite. Before you could react with a smart comment, Simu was already heading back to the auditorium. You followed him like a lost puppy, praying no one would be suspicious of your absence.

Turns out you really were Simu’s lucky charm since no one acknowledged you both disappearing for almost an hour. However, when Benedict Cumberbatch noticed Simu without his white shirt, he glanced over at both of you in a suggestive way. You shrugged your shoulders and Simu laughed nervously. He nodded knowingly and flashed an approving wink at you two before spinning back towards the stage.

This truly was an Oscars to remember. Even if the night was still young for you and Simu.

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allyoursscaramouche · 10 months

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lazy drowsy making out with scara,,, mmm,,,

thinking abt sleepy make-out sessions with scara, so i wrote it into a little piece hehe.

contains: gn! reader, kissing with tongue (oh no!) dom! scara themes, pet as a name for reader hehe

suggestive/light nsfw under the cut.

You're laying underneath him, mind riddled with sleep. It's past ten and you've both gotten ready to retire for the night. But you know just how he works, one little pull into you and a little shift into position and he's willing to lazily make out with you until you're satisfied.

Scara hums, planting a soft kiss onto your lips before diving in to give you a deeper one. Your back presses into the mattress as a part of his weight pins you down. His hands are already frisky and idle, dipping underneath your shirt to brush against your stomach.

"Give me your tongue, baby." He mutters against your lips, and you're too sleepy to disobey like usual. You can feel the satisfaction radiate from him as you do, such his obedient little pet. This is one of his favorite ways to have you.

His hand cups your chin, tilting your head up so he can keep kissing you. His lips are warm, soft, and he keeps coming back for more. You've been consumed by want, and it's obvious that he wants you as well. His touch is quick, but light, and he knows exactly where to press and rub just to elicit the sweetest moans from your lips. You know his ego inflates with every twitch and mewl you make.

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moongumi · 2 years

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BAD GIRL.

pairing: gen narumi x f!reader

⟶ cw. camgirl!reader, fanboy!narumi, fluffy humour, flirting, smut, oral

sypnosis: narumi uses his fame and power to get his favourite camgirl to meet him o.O

⟶ wc. 2.7k

a/n: not proofread or edited, just wanted to indulge on some cute and fun narumi

Small whimpers and high pitched overexaggerated moans barely slips out of his headset. Chowing down on his overpriced honey butter chips and sipping on too sugary redbull, Gen Narumi couldn't keep his eyes off the screen.

He could tell, the girl was acting for the audience. Those noises were so fake, he'd laugh everytime she made them and a creepy loner would type in some cringey exposé, expressing their love to her. She'd never notice such dudes, she only notices their money and did that money just keep coming in. Narumi imagined all the amazon deliveries she'd get if she spent all of that.

Narumi didn't care that she was acting, playing it up for the viewers. All he cared about is that she's hot, so fucking hot. She couldn't fake how wet she gets, the way she cums, she probably could but why would she do that. She always likes to take her time, edging herself and all.

Even though she was hot, he only knew how hot her body was. Unlike most camgirls, this one hid her face, half her face. Her eyes would piece through his core whenever she'd touch herself. He couldn't even count how many times he came with just one look she made, just a flicker does the trick.

A knock on his door made him slip one of his headphones off, "What?"

"You've got a meeting in 30." Narumi's vice captain told him, his response was just a loud groan. Sadly, this means he'd have to cut her stream short. Fuck. She only streams every once in a while, this girl had no schedule and just streamed whenever. She claims she does it when she's horny, he bets it because she's in school still. The schedule matches up, plus the identity hidden, makes sense. She'd make a lot more if she showed her face, must've just been a side hustle.

Narumi could only hold his grievances, and focus on making himself bust a load before attending the meeting. Luckily for him, the girl was ending her stream.

She didn't even cum yet...

"Sorry guys, I just realised I have something due tomorrow and that I'm an absolute idiot who forgot and now can't cum because of stress." You're blushing as you twiddled your fingers on stream, watching all the people sending messages asking for you not to leave and a lot understanding and even relating, "Don't worry, I promise when I'm done tonight I'll come back, okay? Maybe like in the ams though so stay up for me? See ya later."

You send kisses before ending the stream, and dropping onto your plush bed with a large exhale. "Fuck my life."

You did have that assignment, you did not lie. Blowing a raspberry through your lips you huff and get off your bed. You crack your knuckles and get to work by changing into a plain hoodie and shorts.

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It was time to give up and cry. Yes, you've managed all you could and could not be bothered any longer to do your essay. If anything all you could think about was getting back on stream and leeching money off ratty men.

Which is exactly what you did.

This time deciding to do it on your table with your setup, not bothering with setting up your bed and laptop. This was just simpler, plus you were sure there weren't going to be many viewers due to the time.

3.50 AM

Preparing only with a mask on covering the lower part of your face, only your eyes were the focal point for your audience. After all, you'd die if someone noticed you in school or something.

Immediately as the red button pops up on your screen, chatters streamed in. Simple hellos and compliments started it off. Then they noticed your attire, the same hoodie.

You hummed, rolling your eyes, "Guys, come on it's like basically bedtime. Can't a girl be comfy?"

It was sort of your thing, to tease and taunt your audience. Most of your followers were probably subs or guys who liked getting told what to do since you rarely did what they asked and god, did they eat up your bratty persona.

"I did finish my essay," You start, "Sorta. I did what I could and gave up."

Playing with the strings on your hoodie as you looked at the webcam with siren eyes, you answered more and more questions, "Hmm, I'd love if you came and did my homework for me, I'd even reward you for your kindness."

Wow, they loved that.

You leaned closer to the mic and asked, "Who wants my hoodie off? It's sort of hot in here now...even though it is winter. I never got to finish earlier."

You stood, only your body in frame now. Peeling the hoodie off in a painfully slow pace, your shorts have hiked up and they could basically see the outlines of your ass cheeks between your legs. Your hips, waist then covered tits showed. The hoodie disgarded.

You sit back down, pressing your boobs together purposefully. Just a plain bra you work, comfort over everything at the moment. It is sort of the trend, girl next door. Fully fabricated overly sexual girls who showed all right away weren't the biggest on this app, left nothing to imagine or dream for. Plus, why give it for so little when you could do private shows and make them pay hundreds.

A comment stuck out more than most and you replied, "What do you think of the Defense Force?"

"That's so random," You laughed, "They do their job, I guess but I can't care less."

Which wasn't a complete lie, the defense force members are just like the police or firefighters. Sometimes you think it's probably the way they're advertised, the media aways posted about Mina Ashiro and all about how hot she is and not all she does for our country. She deserves a lot more respect. Then theres that first division captain, super arrogant and cocky guy, you didn't even know his name. Just remembering something about him being the strongest.

"Do idolize any?" You were confused, "Like one of the members? Nah."

"Why?"

You huff crossing your arms, "They're not that special, but I do like Mina. But there's that captain of the first division he's an absolute dick."

Most of the chat agrees with you but you notice the one chatter who stood out only to you.

nahnahgen: gen narumi?

nahnahgen: he's like hot right?

"I guess he is hot," You nod, "But that's all. Seems like a prick."

Gen Narumi's mouth drops, his fingers still on the keyboard. God, he wanted to slam his entire strength on it and break it right now. What did she mean, a prick? He needed to know more.

Typing quickly.

nahnahgen: a prick? elaborate

On Narumi's screen you chuckle, eyes not leaving the screen. Even now he was more focused on your answer than those jugs on your chest.

You think it over before continuing, "Well, he's like super fame hungry right? I heard he was like telling kids to tweet that he's super cool after he saved them from a Kaiju. He seems to have some moral issues and plus mid fight the guy tells kids to tweet about him instead of helping them get to safety? Seems pretty dicky to me."

Narumi fumed seeing the chat agree. He needed to prove her wrong, he wanted to prove her wrong.

nahnahgen: if he's good looking, isn't that enough?

"Like enough to... fuck?" You hum, "Yea, I'd fuck him but that's it, haha, probably would be a one-time thing. Maybe he's one of those guys who act like their dicks are huge and then they have like a micro-penis or something."

He sees red, he grits his teeth. My dick is not a small! He really wanted to prove it. He'd do anything to get your cocking on his dick, begging for him and proving you wrong in every which way.

"The guys probably never even had pussy in his life," You teased, "He seems like the type to never give oral. Literally seems like he'd just cum and leave."

Well, fuck you. Narumi hissed.

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Sitting in one of your lectures you were typing away on your phone to your bestfriend and looking at places to have lunch.

Ding!

Huh? That's weird. You were getting a text through an app even though you don't let people text you unless...you were following them.

GenNarumi has requested to chat with you!

Okay? You accepted, there was no harm right. You weren't even sure if this was the actual Narumi.

GenNarumi has shared a photo with you!

You open the photo to see, a middle finger. What the fuck? This dude really went out of his way to send you, a nobody a photo of his middle finger?

Typing a response right away.

you: Why did you just send me a middle finger?

GenNarumi is typing...

GenNarumi: Cuz I can.

you: aight

Aight? Narumi's eyes widened. That's all you said, and that was all you said since an hour ago. You were ghosting him already. He had to bite his tongue and send you another message.

GenNarumi: you streaming today?

you: huh?

GenNarumi: are you streaming today?

you: i know what you said :P you don't need to rephrase that shit

GenNarumi: oki so answer it

you: stream what?

GenNarumi: the stuff you stream

you: like what?

GenNarumi: idk, the stuff you streamed last night

You stomach sunk, did he actually? He knew, he watches you?

you: WHAT THE FUCK

you: IM LITERALLY GOING TO BLOCK YOU RN

GenNarumi: WAIT WHAT DONT

GenNarumi: Y/N! DONT

You didn't know what to say, but it seemed like he had something to say as he started to call you? You pick up, but say nothing. Holding the phone up to your ear.

"Heey," Narumi spoke, "Don't block me."

You huff but whispering, "Why would I not? How do you know?"

He chuckles lowly, "Why are you so quiet? And what do I know?"

He was teasing you. Playing with you, the thing is there was no way this was a misunderstanding. You streamed last night and talked about Narumi and he texts you the next day, seems convenient.

"I'm in class," You sigh, "You know about my fucking streams and I talked shit about you last night."

"Wait class? What kind class, hold up, how old are you?"

You laughed, sensing how nervous he got, "I'm legal weirdo. I'm in my lecture."

"Oh, fuck thank god." The way he said that was strangely hot, you've only every head the way he spoke on tv, hearing it right in your ears was a whole different experience.

"What do you want anyway?" You ask, "I've got things to do."

"Pft, as if you're actually paying any attention to that class, plus I'm the one with the busy schedule you know saving lives and being cocky about it."

Ok, no need to remind you about your little bashing last night. "I'm going to block you."

He gasps, "Oh my god, don't! Ok, you see you said some mean stuff last night." He was being dramatic, pretending to wipe a tear from his eyes.

"I'd just like a chance to prove you wrong."

You hummed, slightly confused, "How would you do that?"

"Well, you said I have a small dick and can't treat a girl right," He said, lowly, "I can prove it wrong."

Somehow this made your lower half tingle, as if it wasn't hot enough in this room already. "Can we talk about this later?"

"That sounds like a yes," He says, probably smirking or something, "But okay, I'll text you."

With that he hangs up, knowing he's got the upper hand on you. You get a buzz and a phone number is sent to you. God, this wasn't just a cruel joke.

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It wasn't like you to go outside but since it was right after class you decided to take a long walk in a random park. In this kinda weather everyone was out enjoying the last bit of the sun before the sun sets.

And that's when you get a text, a text you dreaded.

GenNarumi: Sup

Could he have said anything less annoying. Maybe you were just annoyed.

you: what do you want

GenNarumi: sheesh, no need for your stinky attitude

you: answer it

GenNarumi: you?

you: cheesy try something better

GenNarumi: what? i want you, that's all i've got

you: why? you want some random girl you found on a cam website, you some kind of perv? are you catfishing me?

If Narumi could laugh any harder he would.

GenNarumi: answer the phone

You did as he said when the call came through.

"What?"

Narumi laughs through the phone sending shivers down your spine, it only had been a couple hours since you heard his voice but shit, he had a nice voice, "Is that how you start every conversation we have?"

"Every conversation with you is sus, I'm suspicious of you," You explained, walking over towards an empty swing set as the sun had begin to disappear from the sky.

He sighs, seemingly fumbling through a bag or something loudly, "Look, I'm not a catfish. I've verified on this app! I'm calling you! Haven't you heard my voice on tv before?"

"To be honest, people my age don't really watch tv," You said.

Narumi gasps, "Are you saying I'm old?"

"No," You shrug, pushing yourself back and forth with your feet, "I'm saying if you're referring to me having seen you on tv that's unlikely for anyone my age...to have seen such an old guy on tv."

You smile knowing that he'd bound to be shocked again. "You're so rude!"

"Sheesh, and I thought I liked you."

You heart races, liked you? You clear your throat, "What do you mean?"

"I mean what I said, I like you," He explains.

You sigh, "I know what you said but you're going to have to elaborate."

"I like to enough to want to show you my dick, come on, isn't it obvious?" Well it was but after all he's a famous hero and you were a borderline pornstar.

He notices how you can't come up with a response.

"I'll show you how much I like you, if you let me."

You chuckle, "How would you do that, Narumi?"

With that, you see a strange figure step our in the mellow darkness only lit by some park lights and the solar lights on the ground. Gen Narumi steps out in casual attire, dropping his phone into his pocket as he walks towards you. You had to be dreaming right, this seemed impossible.

"Did you track my phone?"

Narumi shrugged, "Maybe I did."

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The chains on the swing set rattle against its frame. The grass must've been freshly cut since it was digging into your knees as if they were little tiny razor blades. The only thing distracting you enough from raging was the groans being let out by division one's captain.

Your lips swollen around the shaft of his cock, his tip hitting the back of you throat occasionally enough for you to gag on it. "God, you're pretty with tears down your face."

If you could smile through your filled mouth you would, god, he was so good at talking sweet when fucking your throat.

He sat on one of the swing chairs somehow it didn't move much with his legs spread and pants down to his ankles. He didn't lie, he did have a big dick.

He swiftly moves your hair away off your shoulders, holding them up to get a good view but it wasn't like he was looking much- he couldn't. Narumi couldn't help but throw his head back from pleasure every so often.

After his velvet tip leaves your lips he pulls you up, sitting you on one of his thighs and his lips immediately encased yours, wet, soft and hot. It was like he was swallowing you whole.

"Narumi, we're-"

"Gen, don't call me Narumi only my colleagues call me that," He interrupts, biting your lips before he let you go. "Especially don't call me that when I'm balls deep inside of you."

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pretty little treat (hotchniss/reader)

title: pretty little treat

Requested: no

Couple: Emily Prentiss/Fem!Reader/Aaron Hotchner

Category: SMUT

Content Warning: Sexual Content (daddy kink, lots of praise, lots of degradation, threesome (F/F/M), fingering, oral (fem), multiple orgasms, hair pulling, groping, heavy petting, teasing, hair pulling, penetrive/safe sex, implied condom use, D/s & BDSM themes, orgasm denial (1 instance), slight humiliation, fem masturbation, handjob), dirty thoughts, dirty talk, Dom!Emily, Dom!Aaron, swearing, Bi!Reader & Bi!Emily, kissing/making out, brief aftercare (consists of cuddling and praise), mentions of canon-consistent trauma (hotch’s injuries w/ foyet, emily’s injuries w/ ian doyle)

Word Count: 7,433

Summary: Emily brings home a little treat for her girlfriend.

A/N: in my rewatch I got to demonology and I suddenly wanted to write prentiss/reader/hotch smut. Thank you to @imagining-in-the-margins , @ontheoddoccasioniwritestuff , and @reidetic for helping me come up with a few ideas and a few other nitty-gritty things. Please, this is just pure smut that i probably had way too much fun writing. I also… binged dharma and greg while i wrote this… so this is totally domestic!hotch too o.o ALSO thank you to @princessmooshie and @newportonmymind for beta-reading this for me! I totally appreciate you! ANYWAY, thank you all so, so much for all the love and support! I seriously hope you enjoy reading this! check out my masterlist!

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“I finished early. So I’m gonna go home.” I looked down at Emily as I wrapped my arms around her neck. She looked away from her file and turned her head to face me.

“Okay, text me when you get home,” she whispered before pressing her lips to mine. I hummed as I leaned into her display of affection. “I have a present for you too. But you won’t get it till I get home… So don’t try looking for it.” She smiled before poking my nose. I wrinkled my nose before kissing her again.

“Fine. I’ll see you in a bit,” I whispered as I looked at her with a soft smile. “Goodbye, BAU Family. I’ll see you tomorrow.” I stood up and looked at all the team members with a smile.

“Have a nice night,” Aaron said as he looked at me and nodded. I smiled at him and returned the nod. I stared at him for a moment longer. I hoped it wasn’t too obvious because I didn’t mean to stare at him. It just happened. My lower lip was pulled between my teeth as my thoughts suddenly ran wild. I was just happy no one noticed, other than Emily. She totally noticed.

“Right,” clearing my throat as I spoke, “Bye guys.” I looked back at Emily before finally leaving. I kept my head low as I walked, and when I stepped on to the elevator, I noticed the way Emily was staring at me. I couldn’t tell if it was a good stare or a bad stare. I wouldn’t be surprised if I get a talking to later about that.

When I finally got to my car, I pulled my phone from my bag and looked at all the missed messages and notifications from the day. All the texts I had meant nothing to me the second I saw Emily’s name show up at the top of my screen with a new, unread messages. Swallowing roughly, I tapped the notification and read the text.

Emily>Me: Dirty girl… I saw the way you were staring at Hotch… Dirty… Dirty… Girl…

I stared at the text with wide eyes and my breathing growing shallow. Fuck, fuck, fuck, FUCK. I am so fucked. She’s going to come home, drag me to bed and fuck me over. I couldn’t tell if I was scared or excited, but the way my thighs pressed together told me I was more excited than scared.

I chucked my phone back into my bag before starting my car. My hands were clenched around the steering wheel, my knuckles blanching from the tightness. Tapping the radio on and turning it up so loud to drown out my thoughts.

But the loud classic rock, metal, jazzy blues, or any genre didn’t help me at all. I was still in my head thinking. And, they weren’t about Emily either. They were about Aaron.

The thought of sitting on Aaron’s lap, wearing nothing but his shirt. His lips on mine before trailing over my jaw and down my neck. One hand resting on my chest. While the other was resting high on my legs, his thumb brushing against my bare thigh. It was only a matter of moments before his fingers were against m- “Fuck,” I whispered before shaking my head.

I had to pull over on the side of the road for a minute because I was starting to get distracted. And, if I wanted to get home safely, I had to stop for a minute. My head had to be clear of that. Hopefully Emily wouldn’t be home before me. I think she’d rather me be safe and show up at home later, rather than find out I got horny and in a wreck.

After a few minutes of just sitting on the side of the highway with loud music playing, while I thought about one of the grossest cases I could think of, I was finally ready to continue driving.

My fingers tapped the top of the steering wheel, while I muttered the words to whatever song was playing over the radio.

When I finally got home, I took a quick, and very cold shower. My thoughts were slowly becoming normal as I read over an old case file. I guess the focus on all the blood, guts, and gore help me out. It was still hard though.

I was home alone for maybe 45 minutes, tops. Just long enough to make me be alone with my thoughts. Maybe the shower, old case, and loud music didn’t help as much as I wanted.

I could hear the lock on the front door click to be unlocked, and the door opening. My body froze with anticipation.

“I’m home! Hope you didn’t go poking around for that little present,” Emily called from the front room. I cleared my throat slightly before speaking.

“Thank god!” I shouted from my spot on the chair. I kept my eyes on file in hand as I waited for Emily to enter the room. “Longest hour of my life…” I tried to let my tone be desperate. But I don’t think I had to try very hard. She just had to know what I wanted, without me actually saying it. I closed the file when she finally stepped into the living room.

“Sorry I kept you waiting, Kitten, I know how needy and impatient you are,” Emily spoke as she smiled at me, “Especially when you’re waiting for me.” I smiled as I stared at her for a moment. Though my smile was quick to melt away as someone stepped around her and entered the living room.

Aaron stood beside Emily, a slightly smug smile on his lips. His arms were folded over his chest as he stared back at me. I stared at him, my lips parted slightly. The feeling of shock and excitement grew in my chest, and I remembered the thoughts I had on the way home.

“Oh, h-hi, Aaron.” I looked at him with a nervous smile on my lips. I shifted in my seat as the pair walked in my direction.

“I hope you don’t mind that I brought Aaron over. I needed his help with something.” Emily smiled as she stood behind me. I swallowed roughly as Aaron stood beside me. It was hard not to shift in my seat. A familiar… feeling growing in the pit of my stomach.

Something told me Emily didn’t need help with anything. And there’s something else to this. Why else would Aaron be here? I wouldn’t know. They’re always secretive at work. So I wouldn’t expect anything different here.

“What’s this about? Really?” I finally spoke after a long moment of silence. I looked up at Aaron as he stood beside me, his hand delicately cupping my cheek. He was looking back down at me with a certain softness in his eyes. It was weird seeing him be so… gentle. I was so used to seeing him as a hardass at the office. But here, now? I was at a loss for words. I was so lost in the way he held and caressed my face. I’m not gonna lie, forgot about Emily for half a second.

“Well, kitten, you wanted me to be nicer,” Emily started as she stood behind me. I was honestly too involved with how Aaron was looking at me and touching to actually pay attention to Emily. “But... I’m afraid I can’t do that,” she continued before she placed her hand on my chin, forcing me to look up at her. I took a deep shaky breath as my attention was now on her. “So, I brought someone who could help with that. A pretty little treat.” Her tone was deep and rough as she spoke. I swallowed roughly as we stared at each other. I could feel my heart begin to race, and my breathing pick up with each breath I took. At this point it was impossible to keep my excitement at bay.

“Emily,” Aaron cut in, forcing me to look over at him. Emily kept her eyes on me. Out of the corner of my eyes, I could see a smirk growing on her lips. “Be careful with her.” He looked up at Emily with a stern expression on his face. There was the Aaron Hotchner I was so used to seeing.

“What? She likes it when I’m rough with her. Don’t you, Kitten?” Emily asked as she looked down at me with a sarcastic smile. Suddenly I couldn’t take my eyes off Emily. I mean, of course, I couldn’t take my eyes off her. She was my world, and I was hers. I’d move Heaven and Earth for her if she asked.

“Y-yes, Ma’am,” my voice was thready as I kept my eyes on her. That was when I noticed a wandering hand going down my chest and towards the hem of my shirt. And then I remembered, we had a guest.

“Well, maybe this one time she doesn’t want to be manhandled,” Aaron spoke softly as he slipped his hand under my shirt. My breathing grew ragged as I looked over at him. My eyes were wide as I stared at him. "Isn't that right, Princess?" he asked as he rested his hand over my bra.

“Please,” I whimpered, not taking my eyes off him. I ignored Emily as she stood above me, taking in what was happening between her girlfriend and her superior. Part of me thought she liked it. But, I know Emily well enough to know that she doesn't like it when people play with things that belong to her.

Aaron’s smile grew soft as his fingers finally touched the soft tissue of my breast. I couldn’t help but let out a sigh of relief and let my eyelids flutter shut. He was doing a great job for a minute there. My legs pressing together the longer he went on.

That was until there was a sudden absence under my shirt. My eyes snapped open and I instantly looked at Emily. She looked down at me, a wicked grin on her lips.

“What… What was that for?” I whispered, staring at her. She smiled at me before looking up at Aaron. I glanced at Aaron and noticed he was looking back at her with the same smile as Emily. I didn’t appreciate the way they were silently having a conversation with each other with their eyes. They did that a lot too, especially at the office.

I’m not sure what I was expecting them to do…. But I wasn’t expecting them to kiss. My mouth fell agape and my eyes widened more than before. I almost jumped out of my seat to protest, but Emily was quick to rest a hand on my shoulder to keep me in my place. I struggled watching them. Emily’s hand pressed on his chest before pushing it over his chest, then up over his shoulder under his jacket.

“Emily,” I whined, watching her finally push his jacket over his shoulders, but not yet off his frame. I stared at them as I grew increasingly impatient. “This isn’t fair,” I cried before I bit my lips together. It was getting impossible to not get frustrated at that moment. Watching two people, who I wanted to ruin me, kiss right there in front of me was so hard. They both knew that too. It was her form of tourture to me. Punishment for how I stared at Aaron before I left the BAU.

Of course, Emily knew any thought I had. She read my mind back at the office, when I was staring at Aaron the way I was. She probably knew that I had more thoughts while I was driving home. It was also probably why she brought specifically Aaron over. This was killing me.

The pair parted before they lowered to the ground on either side of me. My body instantly turned towards Emily, someone who I was familiar with in an intimate setting. She seemed happy with my action too. I just hoped Aaron wasn't upset.

"This night's about you, Kitten," Emily whispered as she carefully ran her fingers through my hair. I hummed happily as I leaned closer to her. Our faces were inches apart, and all I wanted to do was kiss her. I wanted to kiss her the way Aaron kissed her moments ago.

At that moment, I wanted her to do whatever to me. I was so used to it being that way. Some nights I was used for her own gratification. Other nights she would give me what I wanted, but not till she had her way with me. It was about me. But that was why Aaron was here.

"Please, Em," I whispered as I lifted a hand to her face. She smiled as I cautiously pulled her face closer to mine, our lips connecting. Again, I wasn't used to her gentleness. Although I could tell she wanted to take me right then and there. She was struggling to hold herself back. Part of me wanted her to just go for it. To take me then and there, and to let Aaron watch.

Emily hummed as she opened her mouth and further deepened the kiss. At the moment I couldn't get enough of her. My body wanting to move closer to hers. I was already willing to let her play with me.

A breath of air got caught in my throat as a hand appeared on my shoulder. I slowly moved away from Emily and looked over my shoulder at Aaron. He was waiting patiently.

I glanced at Emily, making sure it was okay before I went for him. She smiled softly and nodded. I looked back at Aaron, turning my body more to face him. I leaned into his touch the closer I got to him.

"You have to use your words, Kitten. Tell Aaron what you want," Emily whispered as she sat behind me on the chair. Her hands slowly ran up and down my back, almost causing me to forget what I was doing.

"K-kiss me… please," I whispered, trying hard to not sound too nervous. I took a deep breath as I looked up at Aaron. He looked at me before placing his hands on either side of my face.

The wind was knocked from my lungs the second his lips touched mine. My hands found their way to his tie, pulling him closer to me. His face moved with me, the light stubble he had left the slightest burn across my skin. My hands moved from his tie to his shoulders, just barely pushing off his jacket.

I was so lost in him that I forgot where I was and who was with me. I couldn’t stop the soft moan that came from me, but Aaron seemed pleasantly surprised with my reaction. A smile grew on his lips as he kept them against mine.

Then my world came to a screeching halt when Emily pulled my hair back so I was away from Aaron, and instead looking up at her. My eyes were wide as we stared at each other for a long time before either of us said anything.

"Why don't you go get ready in our bedroom for Aaron and I? We'll be in shortly, okay?" She asked as she lowered down to me. The grip she had on my hair loosened slightly. I nodded as I swallowed roughly. I knew before she even opened her mouth that I was to use my words.

"Yes, Ma'am." I nodded before stumbling to my feet. I turned and looked down at the two. The way they both looked at me gave me butterflies.

I watched as Aaron fixed his jacket, readjusting it so it was back on him. Two shades of lipstick were smeared on and around his lips. A light pink blush grew like wildfire across his cheeks.

I stared at the two for a moment longer before dropping my gaze and turning away. My feet quickly moved, bringing me to the bedroom. I tried to be even quicker when I got ready. Redoing my makeup, changing into something more… appealing. I wanted this moment to be perfect. Thank god I had showered when I got home.

When I was good, and sure, that I was ready, I sat on the dead center of the bed. My fingers anxiously pulling at the bedding beneath me. I wondered what they were talking about. Emily was probably setting down the ground rules of what would happen in the bedroom and with me. This is the first time we’ve ever done something like this. I just hope she would give a little leeway for both Aaron and I. Surely she would…

I jumped slightly and looked towards the door when it clicked open. Emily was the first to step in, coming right up to the bed. She very slowly undressed, keeping her eyes on mine while doing so. I smiled as my eyes trailed down her body. Even with her imperfections, she was still perfect to me. I didn’t even see the old scars she got from Ian Doyle, I just saw her.

I swallowed roughly, watching her crawl on the bed. She placed her hand on my shoulder, pushing me back so I was lying down. Her body hovered over mine, her arms on either side of my body. I just knew Aaron was standing behind her, watching the scene unfold.

“Now, I know I said tonight was about you, Kitten… But you still have to be my good girl and follow our rules,” her voice was low, and she had a sly smile on her lips, “Are you going to be a good girl for Aaron and I?” she asked, keeping her voice low as she looked at me. I stared up at her, suddenly feeling dizzy as she rested her hand on my face. I nodded slightly as she moved down my body. She halted her movement as she got right to the waistband of my underwear.

“You have to use your words, Kitten, you know that.” She smiled as she tilted her head to the side. I swallowed roughly as she snapped my waistband against my skin. I almost couldn’t breath as she finally slipped her hand in my panties. “Are you going to be a good girl,” she asked again as she dragged a finger up my folds.

“Y-yeah. Y-y-yes,” my voice was shaky as I spoke.

“Yes what?” Emily asked as she moved her finger around my clit. I took a deep shaky breath and nodded.

“Yes, I can be a good… A good girl for you… an-and Aaron,” I whimpered. Emily smiled again before pressing her lips to mine. Her movements between my legs moved faster as time went on.

“That’s my good girl. Aaron already knows our safe word, and knows the rules… If you’re extra good, maybe Aaron will come back.” She pressed her lips to mine when she was done talking.

A moan fell from my mouth and into hers as she slipped two fingers into my entrance. She smiled before pressing her lips down my neck and chest.

“Aaron, are you undressed yet?” Emily spoke against my skin. My lungs constricted and felt like they were on fire the longer she touched me. Her free hand lightly touched across my chest, leaving goosebumps in its wake.

“Emily,” I whimpered, my hands instantly gripping the bedding beside me. I could feel my chest tighten the deeper the breath I took. It was so hard not to make any whimpers or cries as she continued her ministrations.

The bed dipped beside me, causing me to open my eyes and look in that direction. Aaron was sitting beside me, sitting in just his boxers. He looked down at me, a soft smile on his lips.

“Hi there, Princess,” he whispered as he brought a hand to rest gently on my face. I bit my lips hard as I stared at him.

“Oh, so now you’re his Princess,” Emily spoke before Aaron could say anything else. I looked up at her with a mild fear in my eyes. She smiled before quickening her movements. “You know what you are, Kitten,” her voice was low, a hiss.

“N-n-” I was briefly cut off by a soft moan, my eyes fluttering shut and lips falling open slightly. The familiar tightness of the foreseeable end grew in my stomach. As the seconds ticked by, it got harder to be quiet.

“You’re a slut. A dirty, rotten, little slut,” she spoke her words harshly. I gasped as I looked up at her.

“No, no you’re not.” It was Aaron’s turn to talk, causing me to look up at him. His eyes were still on me, and his hand slowly moved back down my body. His hand was back where it was earlier, under my bra and over my breast. “No, you’re perfect, Princess. And you’re doing so good. I bet you feel so good right now,” he whispered as he lowered closer to my face. His face was inches from mine. I could feel his breath fan out across my skin. I just wanted his lips against mine, it was right there.

“I wouldn’t believe anything he says, Princess,” Emily mocked and scowled when Aaron and I were moments away from kissing. I swallowed roughly before moaning. “He’s just saying that because he can’t feel how wet you are. Soaked even.” She looked over at Aaron with a smirk. He looked away from me and up at Emily. I watched as he clenched his jaw as he stared at her.

“Em… Em, I’m so close… S’close...” I slurred as I clenched my muscles around her fingers. She looked back down at me with a smug smirk before she pulled her hand from between my legs. “Emily!” I whined feeling the tightness in my stomach slowly melt away.

“Not yet, Princess,” she mockingly whispered before lowering down to my lips, “Not yet,” she murmured against me before sitting up away from me. I looked at her with annoyance on my face. She looked over at Aaron with a smug smile before nodding at me.

“This is… This is torture!” I shouted as I propped myself up on my elbows. She moved from between my legs so she was straddling over my stomach. Her eyes were still on Aaron, I wished so desperately that she would look at me. She firmly pressed her hand to the center of my chest. Her other hand was lightly against my face. My heart picked up it’s pace as I stared at her, it was so hard to breathe with how she looked at me.

“You spoiled, little, brat,” Emily hissed as she squished my cheeks together. I wrinkled my nose as I stared at her. I could feel my chest lift with each breath as I stared at her. The smirk she wore on her lips made me dizzy.

“Just think about how much I’ll spoil you,” Aaron then cut in, forcing me to look over at him. Emily’s hand was still holding my face as I struggled to look over at him. “Because that’s all I want to do,” he cooed before lifting his hand to Emily’s. He glanced at Emily before gently pulling her hand off my face. “I’ll spoil you so much. You won’t even know what to do with yourself, Princess,” he whispered as he looked back down at me. He kept his eyes on me as he carefully brought a hand down my stomach to my underwear.

“Aaron,” Emily warned as she looked over at him.

“Do it,” I whispered as I stared at him. He looked between me and Emily for a moment before slipping his hand into my underwear. If Emily really didn’t want him to do this, she would have stopped him before he even touched my stomach.

I gasped lightly once his hand met my center. My back arched the slightest bit as his finger started to slowly move against me. My head fell back against the pillow as I looked up at him.

My hand went up to his head, my fingers getting lost in his hair, as I pulled him down to me. Our lips connected, and it was harsher than before. I wondered what Emily thought while she watched her superior kiss and finger her girlfriend.

I just assumed she was annoyed that someone other than her was making me feel this way. That was until I heard her soft moans come from above me. I don’t think I’ve moved away from someone so fast. I moved away from Aaron to see Emily looking down at me, with her hand down the front of her panties. I took a deep breath as I stared at her. Great, now I was the jealous one.

“Mhm mmm, nope. You get Aaron.” Emily smiled at me as she watched my facial expression change.

“Please, please,” I half whined-half moaned. My head fell back against the pillow, and my mouth opened a little bit. It was so hard to stay quiet the closer I got to finishing.

Aaron’s hand appeared back on my face as he guided me to look at him. That was when Emily rolled off my body and laid beside me on the bed.

“You’re doing such a good job, Princess,” Aaron whispered as he pressed his lips to the side of my head. I took a shaky breath as he looked back at me before pressing his lips to mine. He seemed to eat up the moan that came from me.

“A little too nosy for me, Princess,” Emily mocked, causing me to look over at her. I could tell she was getting closer, and would probably finish before me, because that’s always what happened. It was one of our rules. “Fuck,” she moaned as she dropped her head back. I took a deep breath as I looked up at Aaron.

“Please, Aaron,” I stared at him as I bit hard on my lower lip. He looked over at Emily, looking to see if it was alright. I struggled to stay still the louder she was beside me. “No, no it’s up to-fuck… you… Please.” I could feel my hands grip the sheets hard. I wondered if I wasn’t holding the bedding if my palms would have bleed.

“It’s okay. You can do it. Cum for me, Princess,” Aaron whispered as he pushed my hair away from my face. I stared at him, watching him nod to reassure me. His hand fell from my face and landed on my breast. I cried out as my body shook.

Emily’s hands were back on me when she finished. Her hands moved quickly over my body as she pressed her lips to the side of my face and down my neck. My mind was going fuzzy the longer they both touched me.

“Mm, Daddy,” I moaned as my back arched slightly. I looked up at Emily. She looked back at me with a smile before pressing her lips to mine, making me feel really good. The overall feeling was caused because of the two people near me. But also because I was so close to finishing.

“You like that,” Aaron asked, his voice low as he spoke. His lips were still pressed against my neck while his hands still worked between my legs. I looked at Emily, and she looked back at me with an amused smirk on her lips. I really didn’t have the heart to tell him.

“I… I was talking to… to Emily,” I whispered as I looked over at him. He moved away from my neck. Emily looked around me, causing me to look back at her. Her amused smile grew smug as she looked at him. Aaron slowed his movements, forcing me to look over at him. Emily went back to letting her hands roam my body. I could feel her move one hand towards Aaron’s, helping him back to the pace he was at before.

“But… But I can call you daddy too if you want,” I whimpered as I stared at him. Aaron laughed and shook his head.

“That’s okay, Princess,” he whispered before returning his lips back to mine. A lengthy moan came from me as I finally reached my high. Emily kept her hand, and Aaron’s, between my legs for a moment as they helped me come down from my high.

“Hips up, Kitten,” Emily whispered as she moved back between my legs. I looked up at her before carefully lifting my hips off the bed. She smiled at me before hooking her fingers on my underwear and pulled them off my hips and legs. “Good girl,” she cooed as she tossed my panties towards Aaron. I glanced over at him watching as he held my underwear in one hand.

“Kitten,” Emily spoke again, causing me to look at her. She smiled before leaning closer to me. Her lips were close to mine, and I wanted so badly to just kiss her. “You’re gonna stroke Aaron’s cock while I eat you out, you understand,” she mused while her hand cupped my face. I huffed a deep breath and nodded, possibly a little too excitedly.

“Yes, ma’am. I understand,” I whispered before going to kiss her. She moved away from me before I could connect our lips. The smile she wore on her lips drove me crazy. I just wanted her.

“Is that alright with you, Aaron,” Emily asked, her fingers running up and down my inner thigh. My legs tensed up and I could feel goosebumps across my skin.

Aaron sat up more beside me, looking at Emily with a smirk before looking down at me. I stared up and between the two of them, waiting for the next activity of the night to happen.

“I think it’s more than alright, Emily.” Aaron smiled down at me as he carefully touched my face. My breathing stuttered in my chest as he cupped my chin. His thumb brushed my lower lip, pulling it down to my chin slightly. My mouth fell open slightly and my tongue stuck out. Aaron smiled before carefully pressing his thumb in the center on my mouth. My lips closed around it. I moved my tongue around his thumb and kept my eyes on his.

And then my eyes snapped shut and a soft moan got caught in my throat. Emily’s mouth attached to my pussy. Her tongue lapping at the previous mess her and Aaron had caused moments ago. It was so hard to even focus on one thing, that I had forgotten what she wanted for Aaron.

I opened my eyes and looked back at him. A small smile grew across his lips before he kissed mine. A deep breath escaped my nostrils and my eyes lightly closed. I carefully, and slowly, moved my hand across his stomach, and towards his boxers. My hand slipped under his waistband and my fingers wrapped around his cock.

“Shit,” Aaron breathed against my lips. I struggled to smile as I carefully moved my hand up and down his length. My other hand went up to his head, gently pulling his hair. This time it was Aaron’s turn to try and be quiet. But thank God he was struggling. All the sounds he made were… Heavenly.

He was so painfully hard. I felt bad it took so long for him to be touched like this. But it was worth it. Emily must have loved all the desperate sounds that were coming from Aaron and me.

I tried to keep my pace quick, but it was so hard the closer I got. I could feel his face falter against mine the lazier my movements went. It was so hard to keep my attention on anything as Emily got more enthusiastic with her actions. I, really, honestly didn’t care that I was getting lazy with Aaron. And I don’t think he did either.

A small whimper came from me, and my hand stopped moving. My free hand moved from Aaron’s head and down towards the back of Emily’s. My fingers got tangled in her hair. It was even worse, or better, when Emily hummed and sent vibrations through my body.

“Fuck, fuck, fuck,” I cried out against his lips. I bit hard on my lower lip as the hand around Aaron’s cock slowed to a stop, and came. It was hard to stay quiet, not that either of them would care. Frankly, I think they rather enjoyed it, especially Aaron.

“Emily, Emily, please,” I cried when she didn’t let up and move away from me. My body squirming away from her, but failing when she placed an arm over my hips to keep me in place. Aaron kept busy by kissing my face and down my chest.

All I could do was breathe, or try to breathe. I thought everything was too much before. But this… This was too much. Once Aaron started nipping at my skin, I couldn’t even breathe. My eyes just stayed glued shut, while my body squirmed.

“Emily,” I whined, trying to lift her arm off me. She hummed, again, instead of moving away from me. It was driving me crazy! I couldn’t even do anything other than just be there, and well, enjoy myself. I don’t know why I was complaining. I was basically in heaven. Two people I… I loved were here… Worshiping me, and loving on me, and making me feel really fucking good. And I was starting to complain. It was just starting to become too much. They were good complaints… even though that’s an oxymoron.

“Come on, Princess. You’re doing such a good job.” Aaron whispered as he gently moved his hands around my body. My body shook slightly and my vision blurred white, and I finished again for the third time.

Emily came up from my legs and looked down at me. I stared at her as my body fell limp against the bed and close to Aaron. She smiled for a moment before pressing her lips to mine. I hummed and couldn’t stop myself from smiling.

“I’ll be right back. Aaron,” Emily started as she looked between Aaron and I. She looked right at Aaron before leaning closer to him. “Go easy on her,” she whispered before pressing her lips to his. She climbed off the bed and grabbed her robe, slipping it on before leaving the room. I looked up at Aaron just as he looked down at me.

“W-what is she doing?” I stared at him as he moved so he was over me. My legs fell open to accommodate the space of him. But he didn’t yet answer my question. Which I was happy for because I got otherwise distracted.

My eyes trailed up and down his body, getting distracted as they landed on long bumps across his abdomen. I couldn’t help but lift my hand to trace my fingers over the old, healed wounds. They were jagged and ridgedy, like the person who put them there intended to kill him.

I almost asked what the scars were from. But then I remembered what had happened. I tried to not to feel bad, but it was hard. I did the same thing to Emily the first time we had sex. They’re things I don’t think about very often…

Aaron rested his hand over mine, forcing me to look up at him. He had a soft, yet sad, smile on his lips. He pressed his hand against mine, pressing both of them to his stomach. His semi-toned stomach was warm against the palm of my hand.

“Sorry,” I looked up at him, my eyes scanning across his face. Aaron furrowed his eyebrows before shaking his head. He was careful as he lowered his face back to mine, his lips reconnecting to me. It was so weird to me how soft and gentle he was with his kiss.

“Don’t be sorry,” Aaron whispered as he kept his hand on mine. I looked up at him, enjoying the way he looked back at me. There was a certain appreciation in his eyes that made me happy.

"Where'd Emily go?" I whispered as I kept my eyes on him. He stayed quiet as he looked at me, his silence giving me a clue as to what could happen. In fact, it was telling me what was going to happen. “She’s okay with it?” My voice softened as I spoke.

“She knows. We talked about it. We don’t have to do-”

“No, no I know. I mean, Aaron we made it this far. I want this.” I swallowed roughly after I spoke. Aaron smiled softly before removing his hand from mine and brought it to my face. I smiled as he lowered to my face.

For a brief moment, he moved away from me to take his boxers off. Thank God I wasn’t dead tired yet because this is the best night of my entire life and I didn’t want it to end now. Maybe after he fucked me.

Once he was back on the bed, his lips reconnected with mine. My arms wrapped around his neck, and my hands rested on his back shoulder muscles. Aaron’s arms wrapped around my lower body, holding me up to his body.

“Ready,” his voice was low and gruff as he spoke. I swallowed roughly and nodded. My face was pressed into the nape of his neck. I took a deep breath when the head of his cock pressed against the entrance of my sex.

“Oh,” I whined as he slowly moved so our hips were together. My lungs tightened as he quickly, and gently, bottomed out. We both stayed still for a moment, adjusting to each other.

I carefully wrapped my legs around his waist, and held him against my body. Aaron carefully moved his hips, making me squirm beneath him. His lips stayed on my face, moving along my jaw, over my cheeks, before moving around my neck. I swallowed back the moan as my nails dragged down his back.

Aaron’s pace was slow and steady. He wasn’t painfully slow, because he knew I’d get overstimulated, and I knew he didn’t have very long.

“Please, please,” I cried, my voice whiny as my body tensed. Aaron moved his head away from my neck and looked down at me. Even though his eyes were blown and fueled by lust, there was the sweetest look in them.

“What do you want, Princess? Tell me what you want.” He whispered as he brought a hand to cup my face. My chest heaved with each breath I took. And I jerked my hips to meet his.

“Kiss me,” I whimpered as I stared back at him. Aaron smiled before pressing his lips back to mine. I hummed as I moved a hand to the back of his head.

My whole body tensed just as Aaron’s pace grew sloppy. I knew he was getting close. The room filled with our noises and the sounds of skin hitting skin. Through groans and grunts, Aaron whispered soft things to me.

“You’re doing so… So good, Princess.” He moaned into my ear. I whimpered and nodded slightly.

I couldn’t stop myself from crying out as a familiar feeling grew in my stomach. I wasn’t exactly sure if the familiar feeling was my own oragasm, or Aaron’s. But it felt really good. Aaron’s head dropped to the bed beneath me as he groaned.

I finally took a deep breath for the first time tonight. It was such a deep breath of air that my lungs felt like they were on fire. Although my head was mildly dizzy, it felt equally as clear.

Aaron nearly had to pry my body off his to kneel away from me. I almost didn’t let him. Even though he was literally in me, I still needed someone’s touch on my body.

He fell to the bed beside me. He readjusted so a blanket was over us. I let out a deep sigh as his arms were back around me, pulling me closer to his body. We both turned to face each other, and he pressed his forehead to mine. I really appreciated that he just knew that I wanted to be held and close to another person. I hated that I was so clingy after sex… It’s Emily’s fault, honestly.

“Did you have a good time,” Aaron asked as he kept his voice low. His lips still centimeters away from mine. Our foreheads remained pressed together. And I swear I could just stay in his arms for an eternity. Emily would kill me though if she knew that.

“Yeah, that was a lot of fun. Thank you, Aaron.” I slightly opened my eyes and looked at him. He breathed out a laugh and nodded.

“You’re welcome, Princess.” Aaron smiled before pressing his lips to mine. It didn’t feel like a long time that we were like that, but our moment was cut short by the clearing of someone’s throat.

I peeled away from Aaron first and looked over my shoulder to see Emily. She stood on her side of the bed, looking down at Aaron and I. She had three bottles of water and a couple granola bars in her hands. The way she looked down at us with a joyful look in her eyes. How long had she been standing there watching us?

“Wow, didn’t know you’d replace me that quick.” She smiled at us as she placed the water and snacks on her nightstand. I furrowed my eyebrows as I moved away from Aaron.

“You were the one who left me,” I scoffed as she sat beside me. Emily smiled before pressing her lips gently to mine. “Thank you,” I whispered against her lips.

“Anything for you, Kitten,” she smiled before pressing her lips to mine again, “Now, drink up. You did a lot of strenuous activity. I don’t want you getting any cramps. You too, Aaron,” Emily grabbed two bottles of water and handed them over to Aaron and me. I grumbled quietly as I cracked the lid off my bottle.

“What was that, Kitten?” Emily watched as I sipped my water.

“Mmm, nothing. Thank you for the water, Emily.” I smiled as I held up the water bottle. Emily smirked at me and shook his head.

“That’s what I thought. Now, hurry up. I want to cuddle,” she sighed deeply as she looked between me and Aaron. I looked over at Aaron with a raised eyebrow.

“Jeez, didn’t know you could be so needy,” Aaron spoke into his water bottle. I tried not to sputter my water, but failed miserably.

“I swear to God, you two are children,” Emily scoffed and shook her head. I looked back at her with a smile.

“Yeah, but you love us… Well me anyway.” I went up to her to kiss her. She glared at me as she took my water bottle. I smiled as I shimmied down the bed, pulling the blanket over my body. Emily looked down at me before moving closer to me to cuddle.

My body instantly clung to Emily's. Her arms were wrapped around my body, holding me as close as she could. Aaron was quick to put his bottle down and wrap his arms around me. I could tell it would be a fight to the death for cuddles. I couldn’t stop the smug smile that grew across my lips.

"Can we do this more often?" I murmured into Emily's skin. She laughed and nodded.

"Of course we can. But I think that's a question for Aaron, Kitten," Emily spoke softly as her hand brushed down the back of my head. I hummed, not really wanting to turn to ask him. I could feel Aaron breathe out a laugh as he wrapped an arm around my waist.

I looked up at him, the smugness in my smile turning shy. Aaron looked down at me, his smile warm and friendly. I sighed deeply as I stared at him.

“Yes, Princess,” Aaron spoke as he lifted a hand to rest gently on my face. I wasn’t sure if he was answering my question or asking me. So I just stayed quiet. “We can do this as often as you’d like.”

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kookiecrumb · 2 years

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you know who i am but hehehe i'm so into Taehyung helppp. One of him being your best friend and roomate. He's super sweet to you (just having a small crush on you) until one day you send him a video nude... so when you nortices that, you run your life to his bedroom just to tell him to not open anything and delete the video in front of you but when you get to it you discover him already getting off while watching it. He gets shy but you shut his mouth with a kiss and more...

smut under the cut

warnings: use of the word sl*t, male masturbation, accidental nude sending

All that runs through his mind every day is getting a chance to pleasure you beyond your imagination. His thoughts are filled with images of you in a thousand different positions cradled in his body while he masterfully touches, squeezes, rubs, fills every crevice of your body until you're beyond shaking. He ponders and conjures up ideas about your pleasure, the sensations that he could make you feel as his body took control, having you submit to him completely under his gracious command.

He wants to see you naked, spread out before him with your legs open to him as he prepares to fuck you beyond your sanity. It's an animalistic craving that began when you sent him, on accident, a video of you completely nude, showing off your tits in front of the mirror.

It's the mirror he saw every day while brushing his teeth. It's the mirror that he shaved in front of, the same mirror that you wash your face in front of in the morning. His own roommate, being a fucking slut on Snapchat.

He can't count how many times he's had the video on replay before you come in rushing through the door to warn him to delete it.

You find him rolling his hips against his palm on the bed with his eyes squeezed shut, panting with the video playing on his phone, set down beside him. "That wasn't meant for you," you gasp. You shut the door upon making eye contact with him and feel your cheeks get red hot.

"Fuck," you curse yourself for ever posting the photo. No matter how hard you try, you can't get the image of Taehyung's cock out of your head. Why was it so big? He's never mentioned it before. But then again, why would he? That's not a normal conversation you have between roommates, or even best friends.

Taehyung opens the door behind you, causing you to face him. "Okay, first--"

"I'm so sorry, I really did not mean to--"

"First, it's not your fault. Your finger slipped. Your finger slipped!" He reasons. "Second of all, I should have locked that door," he says.

"Yeah, like...I shouldn't have sent that, I really shouldn't have interrupted you, either," you get up and feel his eyes on you. You're barely covered, having to rush over to tell Taehyung to delete the video.

"Yeah," Taehyung rubs his forehead.

"Right," you echo.

You continue to eye each other. He's very handsome, he always has been. You don't know what it is about him that's changed lately, but it's made you feel things about him in the past and now it just seems like the perfect opportunity to...

His lips clash with yours in a tender yet heated tango that sends him tumbling back into your room together. He starts fumbling around your clothes and shedding them off quickly. So much for besties.

o.o

requests are open

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deepperplexity · 3 years

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Some recommendations!

So, I usually don't do this but I have read a few WONDERFUL fic's lately about characters portrayed by Alan Rickman and I just need to share them with you because 1) they deserve more readings/interaction/support and 2) you deserve to read amazingly wonderful fics!

Don't forget to leave likes/kudos, comment and spread the works further to show your appreciation of the authors' hard work! <3

These are works on AO3!

Empaths & Occlumens Series by SnapeFangirl - Snape x OC (Adult) - Marvellous story/world/character building and use of language; perfectly wonderful and I binged it! - Series ongoing, Part 1 complete, Part 2 yet to be released

Vagabond by RedPandaPrincess - Turpin x OC (Adult) - Takes place BEFORE the movie and it's just wonderful in all ways but it will rip you to pieces! O.O - Complete!

SNAPE'S ELIXIR by Razabeth - Snape x OC (Adult) - Slowburn with awesome smut and depth with a great plot! - Complete!

A Palate For Strange Remedies Series by Glacier_Llane - Snape x Reader (Adult) - You're a mediwitch in this story, it starts during Chamber of Secrets and continues from there! Awesome fandom work entwined with canon and lovely work with the written word! - Series ongoing, Part 1-4 Complete, Part 5 Ongoing

Hope for the hopeless by OhDearSilvia - Snape x Reader (Adult) - You're an Ex-Auror in this story, it's a slowburn with marvellous smut and such damn depth to the story! - Ongoing

These are works on Tumblr!

Conflict Of Interest by @violet-knox (AO3 profile HERE) - Snape x Reader (Adult) - I can't even begin to describe this masterpiece, the one thing I can say is HEARTBREAK. Read at your own damn risk (I FRIKKIN LOVE IT THROUGH THE PAIN THOUG O.O) - Complete (2 Parts)!

The Lion, The Snake and The Locket Series by @violet-knox (AO3 profile HERE) - Snape x Reader (Young) - Starts in Snape's fourth year and continues on (currently at year 7), there is so much to this story I just can't condense it, READ IT. There is everything apart from smut so far (some kissing and hugging and cute fluffy stuff though!) - Series Ongoing, Part 1-3 Complete, Part 4 Ongoing

No Need to be Jealous by @mrssnivellussnape - Snape x Reader (Adult) - Boy oh boy is this a goodie! Not only do we have Snape but we also have Lucius and Narcissa! the portrayals are SPOT ON and the plot is just such a darn goodie with awesome smut! - Complete!

Loving the Same by @seriouslysnape - Snape x Reader (Adult) - This one is lovely and touches upon the subject of a next love; when you are not the first love in a person's life. Basically, you are not Lily - but Snape wouldn't want you to be either. It's such a lovely fic. - Complete!

Right and Wrong by @godrics-swallow - Snape x Reader (Adult) - Some smutty goodness here with implied S/D relations and it's just a great frikkin fic with fantastic use of language! - Complete!

Imagine Judge Turpin finding you [...] by @underratedcharactersimagines - Turpin x Reader (Adult) - SMUTTY GOODNESS with plot and all! Amazing portrayal of our dear Judge Turpin and it's just packed with goodies that makes your heart go thump-thump-THUMP! - Complete (2 Parts)!

Feel free to reblog and add more amazing fanfictions you think others should read featuring characters portrayed by Alan Rickman! <3 One can never have too many recommendations! ;)

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angelanimedesaray · 3 years

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A Demon’s Promise Part 3: Return the Favor

AN: CONGRADULATIONS EVERYBODY!!! My 1000th post is the longest smut piece I’ve done to date, and I am going to hell. Oof.

Also, hey, look, the plot is starting to peek through O.o

Characters: Incubus!Levi, Reader

Pairing: (Eventual) Levi x Reader

Warnings: Language--including here in the warnings. Hints of Angst. SMUUUUUTTTT!!!! Time for the kinky shit list: Oral, Blowjobs, Anal, Rough Sex, Overstimulation, Breeding Kink, Throat Fuck, Tail Play (Yup, that’s still here), Multiple Orgasms, Edging, a bit of Aftercare, Dubious Consent, No Protection (probably should have put this one on the last two chapters as well).

Word Count: 7265

<----Previous Part Masterlist Next Part---->

*Reader’s POV*

A thought had started to settle into your mind. Maybe it had always been there, but buried under the intense whirlwind that was your dreams of Levi and the mind-altering pleasure that he brought you every night. The aches and soreness after waking up, and then the bruises a bit more recently from the hickeys--any more physical, tangible evidence started to make you wonder if it really was just a rash of extremely kinky dreams.

Of course, that was impossible...but the idea was there nonetheless, lurking in the back of your mind. Even though you didn’t believe they were real, it was still something that was there, and apparently it was present enough to influence some decisions of yours.

For example, all these nights he came, he was always focused on you, on giving you pleasure. But after that unexpected thing with the tail, when you’d seen his control slip in the face of true pleasure, you’d realized you hadn’t really been given the chance to do anything for him in return. Besides what he had you do in the course of whatever sexy thing you were doing for the night, but it was always aimed towards getting you more riled up, or keeping him hard--or semi-clean and not so sticky at the end. You never once laid him down, and focused on him for a change--and he never once asked for it. You didn’t even think it was something on his mind, a thought or a possibility on his radar. He was so focused on servicing you, but for some reason thought nothing of servicing himself.

Besides that breeding kink of his that came into play with every dream. Was that some weird way of your subconscious telling you that you wanted kids or something?

Actually, the more you thought about it, whenever he orgasmed, it was always inside you--buried deep inside your pussy. Not down your throat, not when he was buried up your ass, not pulling out and onto your stomach, it was always buried inside you.

Again, probably part of that breeding kink, or maybe he was also into cockwarming.

Why were you here thinking about the man in your dreams like he was an actual person, he was literally a wet dream fantasy your brain had cooked up recently and wouldn’t stop sending to your sleeping mind.

At least, that was the more rational, reasonable explanation you had, but not one that fit the physical signs of sex in the mornings after.

In fact, it had gotten so bad, you were scheduling a doctor’s appointment to see if you were a rare case of sexsomnia or something--the idea came to you after you saw it on a medical drama playing on TV in the background while you made your dinner. Something was happening with you, and you figured it was about time to seek medical help in figuring out what was going on.

But that was still a few days away, and there were still several steamy nights with Levi to spend before getting to the bottom of what was medically going on with you to have continuous wet dreams. For now, the appointment was far from your mind, as this time when you drifted off to sleep and inevitably towards a dream of Levi, you had a goal for the first time.

Your mind was only in darkness for what felt like a few seconds before you felt the weight of a body against yours, the feel of lips along your jaw and a hand running along your stomach and down in between your legs to already start rubbing you through the fabric of your panties.

Someone was impatient, tonight. Too bad for him--you’d been talking yourself up to this considering the raw sexual energy Levi exuded in your dreams was rather intimidating, and you were not going to let yourself chicken out at the last minute.

“Levi…” you murmured as you were roused from your sleep, eyes fluttering open to stare upwards at the canopy of the black satin bed you were almost always inside. The sight disappeared as Levi shifted to lean over you, his eyes filling your vision for a few seconds before he kissed you, sparking a heady and almost lethargic sensation inside you as your arms wrapped around his shoulders, feeling his well-sculpted body pressing up against yours, fingers prodding underneath your panties to already start fingering you.

He was really trying to get right to it, tonight, wasn’t he?

It was only through sheer force of will that you managed to pull back from his heady kiss, gasping slightly as if you’d been drowning and blinking as if to disperse a fog as you focused back on the goal you had in mind.

“Wait, wait, wait,” you murmured, and Levi froze, staring warily at you as you tried to regain your bearings. He went in as if to kiss you again before you could say anything else, before you could regain your thoughts, and even though you came in to kiss him, moaning at the feel of his fingers already delving between your folds as his tongue swept into your mouth, you managed to gasp out your request around your very heated kiss.

“I want...to try something tonight,” you murmured, and you felt some of the tension from a few moments ago melt out of his shoulders at the admission.

“Someone feeling adventurous?” Levi asked in a low voice, pulling his head back just enough to speak before he trapped your lip between his teeth and gave a little pull, one of his fingers sliding inside you and earning a low moan, his thumb drawing dangerously close to your clit.

No, no, you were going to take charge here, you had a purpose, and he was not going to distract you from it in his insistence to always focus on your sexual needs.

It was his turn.

Your hand tangled deep in his hair, clutching at his head as you kissed him fiercely, leaning up into him and attempting to push him over onto his back so you were on top. It...didn’t work out. Too much muscle and a surprising amount of strength despite his small structure. He simply returned the fervor you brought to the table, body pressing tightly against yours, breathing picking up as the kiss grew sloppy, a knee slipping between your legs to spread you open for him…

You didn’t have control of this moment, but you needed it. As much as you usually sat back and let him please you, that’s not what you were aiming for tonight. This was a dream, though, right? Your dream. So if you wanted something, all you needed to do was picture it...and will it...and…

With a sudden tilt to the world that was honestly disorienting and left you reeling for a few moments, you and Levi were no longer on the bed. You were on that couch that occasionally made an appearance for certain positions you two tried, and Levi was underneath you, with you straddling his lap and your hands resting on either side of his neck. He broke away from the kiss almost as soon as the two of you landed in a different position, looking confused and even worried at the sudden change as he stared up at you cautiously. Maybe even...unsettled.

“How did you--”

“My dream, right?” you answered with a small smile, your nerves making your stomach squirm as you realized your moment of truth was here. “I want to do something different tonight,” you repeated, much more firmly than before, and a hand sliding down to his chest as a way to tell him to stay there for a second and stop making moves so you could make yours.

He was hot to the touch--not just warm, actually hot beneath your fingers, his skin unrealistically flawless, his features sharp, body chiseled. But you couldn’t help but wonder if there was something you just couldn’t see, especially after that tail reveal last time.

Something that was missing this time, you noticed. Or at least at the moment. Like you only saw it when he wanted you to. No, when you wanted to--he was a figment of your imagination, right?

Fuck, how did all this work? None of it made any sense, yet here you were, rolling with it, trying to seduce your fantasy seducer.

Those thoughts were for another time. All these nights, he had every chance to learn every inch of your body, memorize you inside and out, but you hadn’t had much of a chance to really explore him, to touch him, memorize his lines, make him vocalize in pleasure--beyond those few times when he got caught up in the high of an approaching orgasm, or the time you’d found how much of an erogenous zone his tail was--when you could see it.

Your hands moved slowly down his body, fingers dipping and curving upwards along his abdomen as you felt to about midway, then brought your hands back up as if to rememorize every muscle and curve before your hands glided over his shoulders--something you were already familiar with after all the times you’d clung to them--and started feeling along his arms.

He was holding still for you for the time being, but he was watching you sharply, as if trying to get in your head and figure out what you were doing. You were just relieved he’d stopped long enough to let you start, considering how fast he normally was, leaving no time to breathe after one high before he tried out the next on your body.

The thought suddenly made you worried, and in an effort to keep him from getting bored by your slow movements, you moved in to kiss him suddenly and firmly, attempting to get your tongue to dominate and slide into his mouth unhindered for a change. He kissed you back, but there was a surprisingly hesitant and reserved feeling about it, like he wasn’t sure how to react to what you were doing, like he was still thinking out how he was supposed to respond to this. His arms were wrapping around your lower waist, which you let happen, feeling him pull you closer as his lips started to press harder against yours again, feeling his cock sliding against your abdomen, moving closer to your pussy…

“Mhm,” you hummed, pulling away from the kiss and dropping to his neck, shifting your hips back to avoid letting him thrust inside you. As much as your body had practically been trained to crave his dick inside you, you needed your wits about you to start--that could come later.

Levi was tensing up again even as your lips kissed along his neck, feeling for his pulse point and attempting to put little hickeys along his skin like he had done to you. While that was happening, your hands, which had returned to his chest, started to play with his nipples, fingers brushing in bare touches against them, hearing his breathing grow heavier and feeling his skin jump with every touch.

“What are you doing?” he asked, voice gruff. He wasn’t stopping you yet, which was a good sign, but the fact that he seemed confused that you were turning the tables and giving him attention of your own free will, that he hadn’t figured out that’s what you were doing...was it because he didn’t consider it in the realm of possibility, for someone to give him the kind of sexual attention he gave? The thought hurt your heart a little, but considering it was an assumption and something you couldn’t ask without ruining the mood, you tabled the concern for the time being.

“Isn’t it obvious?” you asked with the slightest frown, seeing his jaw clench as your fingers started to idly play with his nipples like he’d done to you not too long ago. “You always treat me so well--I want to make you feel good for once.”

To emphasize your point, you slid back in his lap, bringing your head down to trap one of his nipples with your lips and swirl it around with your tongue, giving it a few hard sucks while your other hand idly played with his other nipple.

He didn’t seem that vocal, not like he had been when you’d played with the base of his tail, but it could have been his distraction with his confusion, or the fact that he just wasn’t very vocal to start. His breathing was more ragged, which told you this was at least doing something to him.

His hands found their way to your waist, pulling you back towards him and causing you to release his nipples as he pulled you close enough he could have reached out and bitten your lip without any effort on his part, his cock once more pressed against your abdomen.

“We’re not here for me, we’re here for you--your wants, your needs,” he murmured, trying to shift attention from him, his eyes locked on you.

“Fine...but what I want right now, is to give you what you want,” you answered. This had to be the most the two of you had talked outside of during-sex talk, right?

“I want to pleasure you. That’s what I’m here for,” Levi returned without missing a beat. Except, the delivery wasn’t quite believable. Something about that sentence rang hollow, like it wasn’t the full truth, just a line he said. And while he gazed at you, you realized you couldn’t look away, you were being pulled into those blue depths, pulled in closer to his lips, body giving in even as your mind clung to your goal.

Your fingers brushed against his lips a moment before he would have sealed you in that strength sapping, hypnotic kiss of his.

“No--not what you can do for me. Tell me what I can do for you. It’s still your show, but tonight, I want to focus on you, not me,” you said lowly, eyes searching his willingly, and not just because something kept you drawn to them. You came closer to him, lips brushing along his cheekbone as you moved closer to his ear, one of your hands moving slowly and lightly down his spine, noting proudly with the other hand that followed behind the first that it made goosebumps break out across that flawless skin of his.

“Let me taste your skin...let me suck on your cock...let me touch your tail and feel it against my skin again...I’ll ride your cock, your face, I’ll even eat out your ass if you ask me. Tell me what to do to make you cum. And at the end, just like we always do, you can breed me. But what I want right now…” Your hand slipped between the two of you, grasping at his cock and starting to slowly massage his length in your hand. He grunted, a soft moan escaping him that you almost hadn’t heard. “...Is to hear that, all night. I want to hear you feel pleasure because of me tonight, Levi...Please...let me pleasure you.”

As you finished your words in a soft whimper, nibbling slightly on his jaw, you heard his breath hitch, and he went still. You couldn’t understand why this was such a hard thing for him to grasp, why he hesitated, why this seemed to shake him. Why would it be so strange for the person he’d pleasured so much to want to return the favor, at least once? Had you done something wrong? Had you said something to upset him without realizing it? Should you just lay back and let him go about his original plans for the night?

And if this was your dream, and he was a man conjured up by your mind, why would he hesitate and resist to do what you wanted like this?

Trying to coax him into reacting since his silence was making you nervous, you carefully started kissing along his skin, moving lower and lower, feeling his eyes follow you even though he still wasn't moving a muscle. Your hands moved along his thighs, surprised as you crouched down between his legs to find that the ground beneath your feet had turned soft and supple, more ideal and less punishing for someone on their knees. Once you were in position, you started kissing along the inside of his thighs, well aware of how close to your face his cock currently was, close enough you’d just have to turn your head to brush up against it.

As you came close to starting in on your offer to really taste him, he finally moved, hand moving out to touch your cheek. You thought maybe he meant to stop you after seeing the look in your eyes.

“You don’t have to, really,” he said, attempting to stop you once again, but you weren’t budging on this.

“I want to,” you returned in a low voice, and before you two could continue in these ridiculous and ultimately pointless circles, you leaned forward and placed a far-from-chaste kiss at the side of his cock. You felt the grip of his fingers tighten for a second, heard his breath catch again, and decided just to go for it.

Gently, you let your hand wrap around the base of his cock, letting the shaft brush against your cheek as you pulled back to get into position, letting your lips wrap softly around the very tip. Your tongue swirled experimentally around the soft skin of his cock's head, getting used to the feel and taste of him in your mouth and trying to predict how difficult it would be to take in more. Your fingers moved slowly up his cock from the base until you were holding his cock to your mouth like you were taste testing and trying to keep drops of food from escaping with your fingers.

Levi’s hand shifted from your cheek to the back of your head, grabbing at your hair. For a wild second, you thought he might pull you off him.

But as your lips ventured a little further to take the full head of his cock into your mouth, his fingers--still tangled lightly in your hair--slipped down the back of your neck. His legs spread a little wider to give you more space to work, and he leaned back in his seat, head tilted upwards and resting on the back of the couch so he could gaze up at…was there a ceiling? You weren't going to look right now, you were fairly focused, though admittedly distracted for a moment by the conflicted look in his half-closed eyes as he sat back and let you do what you were clearly determined to do.

For a few minutes, the only sounds were the ones you were making. The wet smack of saliva against skin, your little noises as you took a small portion of his cock into your mouth, keeping your cheeks hollow, the jaw lax, and your tongue active and wild.

Levi moved occasionally, shifting here and there for a more comfortable position, his thumb stroking lightly along the back of your neck while his other arm was slung out along the back of the couch. You would be worried you were giving a bad blow job and he was bored, if it wasn't for the way his hand gripped at the couch, or the slight flush of pleasure to his skin, or the way his eyes had fallen closed, lips parted and moving faintly in what might have been words around his deep breaths.

Or maybe it was something a lot more lewd that made your legs quake, thinking of that gorgeous sight of him between your legs with his face buried in you…

Foreplay wouldn't keep him satisfied for long, though. You'd been playing with his cock for a while now--it was time to try and make him arch and moan for once.

Without warning, your tongue lay flat, and you slid more of his cock into your mouth with a low hum. Levi let out a pleased sigh above you, hips rolling up into the motion and making you stop just so he wouldn't push past where you were ready to take him. Your saliva slipped down his dick and onto his balls, making his length a little easier to take in as you tried angling your head, tongue sweeping around the dick in your mouth in search of a spot that made him squirm. All the while, your hand started to lazily pump up and down the shaft, trying to keep him erect and hard despite your hesitant pace as you gingerly felt out the situation and how good you were at this.

Adjusting to having his cock fill your mouth and be on the verge of reaching your throat, you started off slow just to make sure you weren't going to hit the wrong spot so hard and fast you would choke, or worse. You bobbed your head up and down on Levi's cock, humming and moaning low in your throat the whole time at how surprisingly good it felt, even if it required some concentration and care.

A little pressure on the back of your neck when you took him in, and a slight tug on your hair when you pulled back, made you realize Levi was getting invested, too, his hand on the back of your neck starting to guide how you took him, hopefully helping you find the right spots soon.

Your panties were wet with excitement, but there was nothing you could do about that right now--you were focused, and you were getting somewhere.

"Don't be so timid--if you're so intent on doing this, then do it properly," he chastised you suddenly, his voice gruff, close to a growl, revealing that he wasn't nearly as relaxed as he seemed. Clearly, he was tired of the slow pace. At least he was saying something instead of straight up bucking into your mouth and throat without any warning.

He was right, too--even you knew you were going pretty slow right now. All right, then, if he wanted you to raise the stakes a bit more…

Shifting in place, your other hand ran up his thigh and over his waist, reaching towards his lower back, towards his tailbone. At the same time, you dipped your head low, taking in as much of his cock as you could before you gave a hard suck and allowed yourself to swallow reflexively.

Gag reflex? Why would you bother with that in your own dream? Anything was possible here, and you were going to take full advantage of that right now.

A soft gasp left Levi’s throat, and this time, you didn’t linger or hesitate, pulling back and starting a vigorous bob along his cock, a strange noise you hadn’t realized you were capable of escaping you with every dip of your head, every time his tip almost slipped out of your mouth before you relentlessly sucked him right back in, burying his cock in your mouth, your hand pumping along his length for added stimulation.

Levi’s breathing was heavy, borderline on panting as he watched you suck his cock, his hand now fisted in the hair at the back of your neck, hips rocking into your hand and those sinful lips of yours. He was almost there, but he wasn’t quite at the point you wanted him to, which meant you had to push him a little further to get what you wanted.

Your free hand had made it around to his tailbone by now, fingers splaying across the place you knew his tail had been last time, feeling along the smooth skin experimentally. Levi squirmed underneath your light, investigative touch, and you didn’t relent, trying to communicate without halting your enthusiastic tasting of his cock that you wanted him to stop hiding his tail--you wanted to feel it, and you were currently seeking out its base.

"Shit…" Levi gasped softly as your hand moved a little up his spine, as if concerned you might be a little too low to find it, and on the way back down...it was suddenly there.

You shifted closer in anticipation, Levi's grip on your head now holding you close enough to him that you could not pull away. Greedily, your hand wrapped around the base of his tail, thumb rubbing sensual circles around the base to try and provoke a reaction similar to last time.

Now he moaned, hand holding you tightly in place as his hips bucked forwards into your mouth, cock thrusting into your throat. At the same time, your hand wrapped around his tail, hand moving slowly out to get a good feel of it and see if Levi's sensitivity expanded beyond just the base. A quick glance to the side revealed it was fairly long, draped loosely across the couch and over the edge, coming to one slender tip that looked sharp as a whip.

No arrow tip, no "forked tongue," no scales--just smooth, hot skin for the slender appendage. It looked strangely natural, despite the black, blue, grey shades and coloration. And it was surprisingly muscly for a tail.

Well...with what you knew he could do with it, perhaps that part shouldn't seem so surprising.

And it was currently coiling, shuddering under the attention it was receiving, arching in the air as if in anticipation for the incoming touch. Another moan escaped Levi as his tail arched, and you realized it was also a fairly good indicator for the pleasure he was experiencing.

Bringing your hand back to the base and feeling for those sensitive spots along the thickest part of his tail, he bucked sharply up into your mouth with a low growl. The scenery changed again, and suddenly he wasn't lying on the couch letting you suck him off--he was standing with his back against the wall, you kneeling in front of him with your mouth still wrapped around his cock and your hand still clutching the base of a tail that now brushed sensually across the exposed skin of your legs an arm, the tip of his tail curling underneath your shirt.

This was no longer a blow job--you were about to get throat fucked.

Levi pushed inside you until your lips were brushing against his balls and your eyes watered, hand shifting to grab his waist as you felt a shred of relief in the fact you'd decided a gag reflex wasn't going to be a problem in this dream. Otherwise this could have ended badly, though you still found it hard to breathe, and it still took effort to try and get yourself to relax enough to take him in.

Levi let it sit there for a few seconds, his tail sliding up along your chest, pulling your shirt up with it as it came between your breasts and continued to reach, Levi's breathing officially turning into lustful pants as he pulled out and started his deep thrusts into your mouth. Moans and slight yelps escaped you in the process, and you tried to keep your head angled so he had a smooth entrance deep inside, eyes drawn up to his with the way you were knelt in front of him, only able to feel what his tail was doing, not to see and anticipate.

"That's a good girl, taking my cock like this," he growled, all earlier hesitation forgotten as the orgasmic high started to kick in and take control. "I knew you were a slut for my cock, but this...you take it so well, me fucking your throat like this. You look like you just want more."

As he spoke, his pace quickened, dick sliding smoothly all the way in and almost all the way out, your teeth grazing in a bare tickle along his cock and making it twitch, tongue licking and flicking and teasing whenever there was enough room in your mouth to do so. He shuddered at the sensation, egged on by the way you were pumping and stroking along the erogenous zone of his tail at the same time, and held you close, cock thrusting steadily and quickly into your mouth. The edge of his tail slipped up through the collar of your shirt, the very tip teasing along your lips and growing slick with saliva in the process, while a little further down it arched and wiggled in a way that it brushed against your nipples, making you whimper.

Now you weren't just excited--you were wet and aching, dying for the attention his tail was now teasing you with.

"You wanted to taste my cock?" Levi growled, his pace picking up and his cock throbbed against your tongue. "This what you wanted? To choke on my dick like my personal cockslut? C'mon, this is what you wanted, right? Fuck...shit…"

The dirty talk was getting worse, and he was starting to pound relentlessly into your throat, which told you he was close. Your hand had given up pumping along the shaft of his cock with how rapidly he was throat fucking you, now, and had instead started to massage and tease his balls, hoping the stimulation was about to send him over the edge between the throat fuck, the fondling of his balls, the teasing along the base of his tail, and…

It had stopped rubbing against your nipples, instead sliding down over your abdomen and into your panties, the hot skin easily slipping between your folds rubbing along your entrance and clit. Your legs shook, and you started to moan and whimper needily, which just made the feeling of his cock sliding into your mouth so much better for him.

"Hah...fuck...shit you're wet...and your throats so fucking tight…and…hnng…"

Levi's pants were ragged, his hips starting to move sporadically as his hand threaded through the hair at the top of your head repeatedly, holding you almost uncomfortably tight to his cock in his approaching climax. Even you could feel it coming, could anticipate the salty taste that would soon flood your mouth and throat…

The tip of his tail suddenly rolled and curled against your tip so it formed a small round edge instead of that wicked sharp edge, and without warning, it pushed between the folds of your pussy, pushing inside you much as it had into your ass the first time you'd seen it.

You gasped and then choked on Levi's dick at the sensation, and a strangled sound escaped him as he suddenly held you firmly in place, his body shuddering against you and cock twitching madly as his tail pushed further and further inside, stretching and filling you more than his cock could without cumming inside you. Each flex of the hot muscle inside you made you feel like it would rip you open as it went further than humanly possible, further than anything you would feel in real life, and your mind went blank, body limp for a few moments as you surrendered yourself to being fucked by Levi like this gladly.

Maybe you would cancel that appointment, because if this was the kind of pleasure you were going to experience in these dreams, you didn't want it to ever end.

Neither did he, based on the sound that came out of him. Wild and feral, Levi bucked into your throat without resistance, the tip of his cock pushing against the back of your throat even as the muscles of your throat flexed and tightened around him with your choking from the raw sensation and his cock buried in your throat. His face was flushed, sweat dripping down his forehead and cheeks, glistening against his skin as he tried to hold his orgasm in vain.

As you were coming back to your senses, egged on by the feel of your body seeming to stretch and fill from his tail coiling as far inside you as it could reach given the position the two of you were in, you caught the slightest spark of logical realization in his gaze through the haze of his orgasmic high.

"Fuck...your pussy. I...I only cum inside your...hng...shit!"

Before he could second guess, before he could even finish the thought or pull back, you released his balls so you could grip tightly at his ass with one hand to yank him forwards and shove him as deep down your throat as he could go, your other hand giving a firm tug on his tail that made him throw his head back, arch his back, and let out the wild curse, voice cracking and going hoarse as his control finally shattered, and his cum spilled hot and thick down your throat, tail twitching wildly inside you for a few moments in a way that almost sent you over the edge.

You greedily swallowed the hot cum spilling down your throat, fingers digging into his skin, pulling back when the flow started to lessen so some could stay in your mouth, the salty taste filling your mouth, a small strand escaping from the corner of your mouth and causing you to have to pull back and catch it with your tongue, lapping up the last few squirts from his cock before they could fall to the floor.

Just before his tail could stimulate you to an orgasm, though, it had gone still inside you. You were still filled, and the feeling alone kept you on edge, but his stillness denied you a release, and even walked you back from the edge a few steps.

You took a few moments to clean off his cock, making sure there wasn't a trace left as you listened to his breathing slowly come back to normal, his hand changing from that vice grip to strokes through your hair as you cleaned up his cock like he was petting a kitten.

"Not a single drop wasted, huh? Good girl...but no more fooling around." His tail flexed inside you, and you let out a wanton moan, the heat in your cheeks the only hint you had at how flushed and needy you looked to him right now, kneeling in front of him with traces of his cum still making your lips shine. "You pleasured me--now it's back to you."

His dick was hardening again to stand erect in front of your face, and while you were certain that was humanly impossible, you were rather sure he wasn't really human at this point--plus it was a dream, so if you wanted round two now, he would be ready for round two now.

His tail suddenly trusted deeper inside you, and you arched at the sudden feeling you might tear and burst, ears ringing and vision going fuzzy for a moment before you suddenly found yourself on your back in the bed, staring up at the black silk canopy as the last of his tail slipped out of you, leaving you feeling hollow and cold without that heat filling you. Levi was hovering over you again, his cock resting momentarily against your stomach as he removed your panties and waited for you to come to your senses.

As your eyes focused on him, he lined himself up, cheeks still flushed from the intense orgasm he'd just had, hair falling in front of his eyes to obscure your vision of the one thing that could give you a hint at his thought process. His cock started to slip inside you, and you whimpered and moaned at how good it felt to have his hot and hard cock filling the space his tail had left empty, as well as how easy it was for him with how stretched and open you felt right now.

Your hand ran along his chest, but you didn't push him away. You were just getting his attention.

"Let me ride you?" You asked softly. Levi looked up to meet your gaze, both of you well aware that this was a continuation of him being the focus, of you treating him--that it wasn't going to end with the blow job and throat fuck.

You didn't want Levi to have to work for it tonight. That was your job, tonight. He just needed to lay back, relax, and enjoy.

Your hand slid up his chest and neck, cupping his cheek and jaw in your hand as you reached up to kiss him deeply, surprised when he started to pull away before giving in, his arms wrapping around your body to turn you both over. Now, he lay on his back, his cock already inside you, you on top of him with legs straddling him, causing his dick to slide deeper inside as you settled on top of him. You moaned against his lips, tongue slipping inside his mouth before he could take advantage of the sound and beat you to the punch.

Once you were settled in place, his arms wrapped around your back, his tail sliding and curling lazily along your legs, you started to rock against him, whimpering lowly at how good it felt but also the sensitivity leftover from him edging you moments ago. His cock entered you with ease, buried to the hilt in a few rocks against his hips, like it was where he belonged. You didn't have to wait for him to adjust this time, hips lifting and then sinking onto his cock again with a wet smack, his fingers clenching in the fabric of the shirt you were still wearing, surprisingly.

It was Levi who pushed you back. Normally, he was always holding you so close, always in contact, always keeping things so fast and intense. But he pushed you away from the kiss into more of an upright position, bringing his knees up behind you for something to lean back on as you rode his cock, maybe intending to make it a little easier for you.

His hands slid under your shirt, and you leaned your head back with a low moan, feeling his hands slowly move along your skin, feeling you up even as your hips rocked together to keep his cock buried deep inside you. You were going to cum from this sensation alone, but you still asked for more.

"Put your tail in me again. It feels...so good…" you panted, one of your hands covering his as it found its way to your breast, the other staying planted in the bed for stability.

Yes, it did feel good for you, but you also knew just how damn sensitive that tail of his was, and how he’d fallen apart last time he'd double penetrated you with it. It would be explosive for him, which was what you were aiming for.

Levi didn't hesitate to follow this request, and you felt his tail, still wet and sticky with the buildup from you earlier, slipped past that little ring of muscle and started to push its way inside you. Your body reacted instinctively, curling backwards over his legs with a guttural moan, one of Levi’s hands lowering to your abdomen to hold you down and keep you on his cock, which he trusted up into you as if to remind you it was still there.

You came without any more warning than a weak cry at his thrust, Levi letting out a pleased sigh at the sensation of your cum coating his cock, moaning when the walls of your ass gripped at his tail tighter even as it pushed further in, and he continued to thrust into your pussy through your orgasm, able to feel the tip of his cock with the hand resting against your abdomen when he trusted inside you with the bend of your body and how deep his cock was.

Even as you orgasmed and weakly attempted to keep riding him, though at this point he might as well have taken over, Levi kept going, layering on more stimulation to drive you even further over the edge.

His hand gripping your breast was already playing with your nipple, and the other hand that was resting on your abdomen and trying to hold you down enough he could keep thrusting into you had reached out with his thumb to seek out and start teasing your clit. All the while, his tail coiled and trusted into your ass, finding the erogenous spot deep inside and refusing to release it afterwards, the tip of his tail rubbing against it relentlessly while the rest coiled, flexed, and filled your insides. And he never once pulled his cock out of you, either, continuing to thrust, with you hanging on for dear life, trying to ride him but your mind quickly losing the battle with all the stimulation. You just felt him, and you could hear him moaning, gasping, and panting beneath you, showcasing that you had been successful in eliciting pleasure from him and letting him be more of the focus tonight.

You just hadn't realized it was going to overwhelm you in the process, going limp as he stimulated and fucked you so thoroughly you lost sense of how many orgasms he pulled from you, the flashes of heat spilling into your gut and the resulting, guttural growls your only sign he was cumming as well.

He didn't stop until you blacked out for a solid...well, it had to be more than a few seconds, even though it felt like you'd slipped back into sleep for that long before you came to, mind hazily focusing on the feel of his arms supporting you instead of his legs, tail gone from upside you and leaving you feeling partially empty, even though his cock was still buried deep inside you, like he'd been worried to pull out while you were unconscious.

"Easy...easy…" he murmured, and hearing his voice again made you realize he hadn't said a word after the throat fuck, up until now. Carefully, he was laying you back down on the silken bed, his hand gently pushing sweaty strands of hair from your face so it wouldn't block your airways or get tangled around your neck, allowing you to breathe with ease.

Once you were lying on your back, he pulled his other arm out from under you so it would be free, letting it softly fall on your abdomen, where his thumb stroked gentle, random lines against your bare skin. After giving you a few moments to catch your breath, he pulled out, slowly and carefully, though he didn't stop when you whimpered at the feeling of his cock slipping out of your body now so sensitive it hurt.

"It's okay...just rest now. It won't be so bad in the morning," he murmured, covering you with the silken sheets except for that hand on your abdomen, still stroking and rubbing the skin absent-mindedly. It was strange that, even though he was supposed to be comforting you in your exhausted state as part of the aftercare, that was the only touch he gave you.

And that look in his eyes as he stared down at you, one you glimpsed seconds before something pushed you back under into a deep and much needed sleep.

So conflicted. Trapped between some kind of amazement and crushing guilt, like he was staring at the last of a dying breed.

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