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Breastfeeding (Homelander)
Homelander has an lactation kink so he obviously wants to suck the milk out of his wife’s breasts
-He watched as his wife breastfed their new baby. He watched in awe and anger as the baby sucked on her tit. That should be me, he thinks. His wife had no idea that he was obsessed with milk and had a lactation kink. So when she looked up to find him staring at her chest as their baby drank the milk she was confused. “You okay?” she asked. He shook his head and smiled. “Yeah, of course.” He lied and walked out of the room, no longer being able to hide his hard on. He constantly wore his suit, never taking it off and when he was hard it was the most obvious thing in the world.
-Y/N was very confused on why he would always stare at her chest while she was breastfeeding their baby. He wouldn’t ever say anything just stare at her. She couldn’t place the look in his eyes but if she had to guess he almost looked turned on? She shook her head think that was a crazy thought but then it happened again.
-It was like every time she was breastfeeding he was in the room staring so she had to bring it up. “Hey John.” She said, walking in their shared bedroom. He looked over at her. “Yes?” She sighed and sat on the bed. He looked at her and waited for her to speak. “Every time I’m feeding Y/K/N you always stare at me, why?” She asked. Fuck, he thought. She was probably going to think he was a weirdo. “I uh-” “Are you turned on by my boobs being full of milk?” She asked before he could speak. “Would that be a problem if I was?” He asked. She shook her head. “No, but it would make sense.” She said to him. “Do you have any left?” He asked her, staring at her chest. “Tomorrow, I will let you suck on my tits.” She tells him. He nodded and she kissed him. “But tonight I can suck on something.” She said against his lips, making him smirk.
- The next night she sat on the bed as he came into the bedroom. He almost gasped at the sight. She was topless and her breasts were leaking. He was almost drooling. She patted the spot next to her and he almost ran to sit. He looked down at her chest and she smirked. “Have you ever sucked milk out of boobs before?” She asked, her hands reaching up and playing with his hair. He never did suck it out of breasts before. “No.” He shook his head, but he has had it before. “Have you had breast milk at all?” She asked. “Yeah.” He said. She nodded and thought of who he could have had it from. But that didn’t matter, not now. “Well now you can.” She told him and he licked his lips. He leaned in and latched on to a nipple. Her hands are still playing with his hair. She gasped feeling him softly suck on her tit. The milk leaked into his mouth as he drank it up. She let out a little moan at the sensitivity. His eyes almost rolled back as he tasted how good she was. He was harder than ever, this was the best thing that’s ever happened to him. He moved his body in between hers. “Is that good, baby?” She asked as he sucked. He hummed and nodded lazily against her. She closed her eyes and let him enjoy it. His hips started humping the bed making her open her eyes. She watched his clothed ass move up and down as he switched to her other boob. “Baby, you’re humping the bed.” She tells him. He didn’t care, not when he was drinking his wife’s milk. He was soon whining against her boob as she cooed at him. He came in his pants so hard and let out a whimper of her name. He stopped sucking on her boobs as she ran her hand through his hair. He calmed down and looked up at her. He looked fucked out and had a blissful smile. “That was awesome.” He said, causing her to giggle. “Yeah I bet.” She said. He got up and saw the wet spot on the bed and his pants. “Guess we need to change the sheets.” He said.
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cam girl (part eleven)
pairing rafe cameron x female reader
rating explicit 18+
content warning alcohol use
summary you work two jobs. by day, you’re a maid for the cameron household, where rafe degrades you any chance he can get. by night, you’re a cam girl, hiding your face so nobody can recognize you. when you discover your new subscriber, the filthy-mouthed man obsessively paying you to do everything he can think of, is rafe, you’re not sure what to do next.
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Rafe has never had a hangover this bad. The sharp ache hammering against his temples is relentless.
He feels absolutely fucking finished. Last night, he passed out on whoever hosted the party’s floor, so not only is his head a mess, but his back is sore as fuck.
And the black eye doesn’t feel so good, either.
Even after last night’s aggravating argument with you and the embarrassing drunk texts he sent and this residual hangover from hell, when Rafe gets home in the late morning and finds you curled up in his bed, he feels better.
His head always does this when he’s around you. It’s like the whole world is nothing but fucking noise but with you, the loud turns quiet.
He still doesn’t know how you do that.
Rafe peels his clothes off, takes a hot shower, brushes his teeth and puts on new boxers… and he comes back to see you still passed out on his bed.
You must be exhausted. He feels the usual warm and incomprehensible buzz in his chest when he looks at you, even though he’s mad at you.
Rafe settles in his bed half-naked, slow not to wake you.
He’s half-asleep, fighting the ridiculous urge to turn around and hold you, when he feels you finally shift behind him. He turns to look at you and hates how his first thought is that you look pretty. He’s supposed to be pissed off at you.
He has no idea what the fuck happened last night. Why you made him feel like you’re sick of him all of a sudden.
“Crap,” you whisper as you sit up, realizing where you are and dropping eye contact with him immediately.
“Thought you needed a break from me,” Rafe mutters. “Why are you in my bed?”
He didn’t intend for his words to come out so sharp.
“I didn’t… mean to fall asleep.” You don’t even look at him. “You don’t have to be a dick about it.”
You’re about to get out of his bed and Rafe is powerless to his impulses like he always is around you. His hand circles your wrist, pulling you back.
You drop to sit on the edge of the bed and he can tell you’re annoyed by the way you look up at the ceiling and sigh. He remains on his back, the pain radiating through him keeping him from sitting up.
“I have work to do,” you say, still refusing to meet his eyes.
“Did we go too long last night?” Rafe asks, needing to know why you’re so cold, why you’re done with him all of a sudden. “Is that why you’re being like this? That shit was your fucking idea.”
That stupid toy you got was what kept him from cumming for so damn long. He was fucking you for ages. Maybe it was much for you. He can’t think of what else could have compelled you to say you want a break.
“I’m obviously tired, Rafe,” you breathe. “In every possible way. Just let me…”
Your words fade into nothing once you look at him. He sees the same concerned expression you wore when you towelled the raindrops off of his face last night.
“What happened?” you ask, your voice soft.
He knows how rough he looks; he saw himself in the mirror this morning. His right eye is covered with an ugly purple splotch that spreads down to his cheekbone. Evidence of the fight he got into last night. He doesn’t want to think about it.
So, he resorts to what he does best and tries to suffocate the feeling with sex.
“You wanna make me feel better?” he asks suggestively, cocking his head. He hopes he has the effect on you that he usually does.
You’re motionless, your eyes still hard on his face. Okay. Now he’s fucking desperate.
“Please?”
Did he really just say that?
The corner of your lips curl up into a small smile. He’s embarrassed, but thank fuck you don’t look angry anymore.
“Are you… begging me?” you ask. Your voice is back to that playful tone he’s used to.
His hand is still curled around your wrist, tense that you’ll try to leave again.
“Come here,” he says.
“How bad do you want me?” you tease. He loathes when you fuck with him like this. But why does he kind of like it, too?
He only says your name in warning, even though he knows he doesn’t have the power here.
It’s so goddamn frustrating. He’s used to you doing what he wants. But after last night, after you mentioned a break, he realized he needs to feel needed by you. You’re the one actually in control here.
“I’m all you think about, right?” you goad him. “According to your text?”
Rafe pinches the bridge of his nose with his free hand. It’s humiliating how he typed out everything he was feeling last night.
“I was drunk,” he says defensively. Your smile drops and you start to twist your wrist out of his grip. Shit. Wrong thing to say. “But, yeah,” he adds. “You are.”
“You’re only saying that to get laid,” you murmur.
“I’m not,” he admits. He takes a breath. “All I do is… wait until the next time I can see you.”
Rafe’s not looking at you as he stammers his way through his words.
“That’s what you meant last night?” you ask him. He thinks back to the way he had you bent over the table, stupidly saying he’s the one who always has to wait.
He needs to fuck. Now. He can’t take this feelings shit.
Once he finally meets your eyes again, he’s relieved to see that your stare has softened. You turn to move towards him and his muscles immediately lose their tension.
You straddle him and the way your thighs box him in like this feels so fucking good that he forgets he’s hungover.
You start to grind against him and the thrilling promise of satisfaction washes over him, his boxers getting tighter as he gets harder.
“Does this help?” you whisper. He watches you through low lids, his hands on your thighs.
“Yeah, like that,” he groans. “Good girl.”
He slides his hands up to grip your waist and beckons you to lean over so he can kiss you, but you stiffen and reject the advance. Whatever. You must still be kind of pissed off, but he’s not about to stop what’s happening.
You sit up straighter and pull your dress up over your body, tossing it on the floor.
Rafe’s eyes hungrily trail down your body. Every time he sees your body or even just thinks about it, arousal burns through him.
He hates the feeling of you getting off of him, but once he realizes you’re taking off your panties and straddling him to fuck him in reverse cowgirl, his head feels like it’s spinning.
The sight of your bare ass perched on his pelvis is mind-blowing. He feels you pull down his boxers just enough to take his cock out, your hand running up and down his length.
You stroke him to get him fully erect, which barely takes any time. He gets hard for you in seconds.
When you lower onto him, he exhales in pure elation. You’re so wet and tight and soft and the moan you let out when you fill yourself with him is so fucking pretty.
You finally put all your weight on his hips, your hands stabilizing yourself on his knees. It’s heaven the way you squeeze him so damn tight.
You start to rock on him and his eyes drink in the way his cock is burying into you, the way your pussy looks stretched out like this.
Rafe looks over at the mirror mounted on his closet door to watch you arch your back and start to bounce on him. He doesn’t know which vantage point is hotter.
“Fuck,” he whispers. “Look how fucking good you look.”
You meet his eyes in the mirror, your lips puckered as you hold back your moans. That look is for him only. He can’t stand the thought of you doing it for another man.
He watches you put your hand on your clit, touching yourself while you ride him. There’s something so fucking hot to him about how you know your body and how you shamelessly chase your own pleasure.
Rafe looks forward again, taking in the way your ass is bouncing on him, the way your back is curved, the way your cunt is clinging to his cock with every recoil.
He feels himself getting to the edge. He shuts his eyes in an attempt to delay it so you’ll get there first. Cumming will remind you of how good this arrangement between you is and you’ll forget this stupid ‘take a break’ idea.
You start to writhe even faster and breathe even quicker. He knows he’ll finish before you at this rate, so he buries his fingertips into your hips and holds you down to stop you from moving anymore.
“Why?” you whine, needy.
“Sit on my face,” he orders.
You lift your hips off of him, his cock popping out of you, glossed with your wetness. You obey and shift back on your knees.
You lower your core onto his mouth. Rafe fucking loves the way you taste. He puts his lips on you, rolling his tongue out over your velvet folds.
When he feels your hot mouth wrap around his cock, he exhales sharply. He sucks and licks you as he revels in the feeling of your tongue flicking up and down his length.
The way you’re pleasing each other at the same time makes his stomach tighten with something he’s still not used to. His body hasn’t ever reacted like this during sex, but it keeps doing this lately with you.
Rafe shoves away the thought.
He hooks his arm around you, dipping two fingers inside and curling them as he eats you out, eager to get you to cum.
Your breath is shaky, your hole tightening around his fingers. The way you looked at him when you told him you needed a break last night flashes through his mind again, pissing him off all over again.
“Nobody else can make you feel like this, hmm?” he mutters, his lips wet from you.
“Rafe…” Your voice is thin.
“Answer me.”
“No,” you tell him.
“And you want a break?” he huffs. “Do I need to fuck some sense into you?”
You’re silent, your mouth sliding up and down his cock, palming him. Frustration rises in him when you don’t answer. He needs the control. He needs to know how badly you want him.
“Do I?” he asks angrily, fingers slipping out of you to slap your ass. Your back arches at the impact, bucking up off of his face. “Do you need to watch me fuck you to get it through your head?”
Rafe pushes through the stiffness of his hangover to press against the backs of your thighs, forcing you to sit up.
“Get on your knees,” he says. “In front of the mirror.”
You groan out of irritation, but you listen to his instructions like the good girl he knows you are.
His eyes remain locked on you as you get up off of him and settle on all fours in front of the mirror on the floor, looking back at him with those beautiful eyes.
Rafe guides himself into you, finding bliss all over again. He lustfully looks at your reflection and sees the necklace he gave you hanging on your neck. It starts to swing as he thrusts into you, a reminder of how you belong to him.
Every plunge into you is fucking perfect. You squeeze his cock so nicely.
When you tighten around him, your breath hitched, he has no chance of stopping himself anymore - he cums at the same time as you, his moan tangling with yours.
Rafe can see stars as you tremble beneath him. He feels you take in everything he has to offer.
“Damn,” he says gruffly. He can’t stop himself from teasing you. “Sleeping and fucking on the clock. You’re looking to get fired.”
You let out a weak laugh and pull away from him. You stand to pick your uniform up off the floor, giving him another view of your hot, quivering body.
“Tell on me, then,” you challenge. You walk to his ensuite, shutting the door behind you. He’s sure that you know he’d never risk letting you get fired and losing this access to you.
Rafe’s heart is racing. How does every time he has sex with you feel better than the last?
He gets back into bed and pulls his cool comforter over his bare body, coming down from the high. He’s needs to figure out why the hell you’re retreating from him. And he’s determined to show you why you shouldn’t.
But with the hangover and lack of rest, Rafe falls asleep before you step back out into his room.
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You couldn’t let Rafe kiss you. You’ll allow that sort of tenderness if, and only if, you’re more than a sex toy to him, and all signs point to that possibility being a big, ugly no.
When you step back into his bedroom to see that he fell asleep, you take a second, just a second, to look at him.
His lips are slightly pursed, his hair a tousled mess. The bruise on his swollen eye looks painful. You wish you knew what happened. You figure you’ll ask him tonight when he inevitably comes over.
As you make your way to the kitchen, the rush from the sex you just had starts to dissipate and you realize you shouldn’t have done it. You have heavy, unavoidable feelings for Rafe. You said you needed a break. Giving into the temptation was stupid.
But the way he was looking at you, holding your wrist… You couldn’t ignore the magnetic pull you seem to have for each other.
The self-destructive hope flares up as you think about what he said today. It rattled you. He thinks about you? He’s always waiting to see you again? It can’t all be sexual, can it?
You’re desperate to know what’s going through his mind.
You begrudgingly accept that because of the time you spent sleeping and having sex with Rafe, you’ll need to stay late to complete all your tasks today.
After finishing up your work in the kitchen an hour later, you head out to the backyard to throw out a few bags.
You give a polite smile to the gardener, who’s standing by the gazebo. Your mind flashes back to what happened when Rafe caught you talking to him.
Rafe’s possessiveness couldn’t possibly be purely sexual. Not after the way he looked at you once you reassured him he was the only man who could touch you.
You drop the bags in the bin and turn to head back inside, but get stopped in your tracks.
“You should be careful.”
You look up to realize the gardener is speaking to you. Your brows furrow in confusion.
“What?” you ask.
“I overheard him talking about you.“
“Sorry?” you repeat.
“The son. I heard him.” Anxiety fills your veins. He wouldn’t know Rafe’s name - he’s just the son of the millionaire you’re all working for.
He heard Rafe say something about you? You decide to play dumb. You have to. You could lose your job.
“What are you talking about?” you ask.
“He was with his friends out on the balcony a few days ago,” he says. “I was working and I heard him say that he’s… uh, nailing a maid.”
The word seems to make him uncomfortable. You’re so used to Rafe’s vulgarity that you forgot some people blush at a crude word.
Honestly, you expected Rafe to brag to his friends about fucking you. But you didn’t expect a coworker to hear.
You remember watching him through the window that day. Sending him that explicit video. Slowly developing feelings for him when you knew you shouldn’t.
“What, and you think it’s me?” you say with a laugh. Maybe there’s a chance you can convince him that Rafe was lying or that the conversation wasn’t about you.
“People have been talking… Apparently you got caught in the laundry room?” he says.
Shit. All that other maid saw was Rafe in the same room as you. That was it. You didn’t expect to make friends at this job, but this is ridiculous. Do they have nothing better to do but gossip?
You’ve been found out.
“Please don’t… say anything,” you finally say quietly. “I can’t lose this job.”
“I won’t. And I’m not judging,” he says, but he definitely is. You can see it in his expression. “Just wanted to tell you that I heard some… bad stuff.”
“What?” You cross your arms, feigning confidence.
“He told his friends that you’ll do anything he wants you to,” he says. “And that you never say no.”
“Okay,” you say. You’re trying to keep your gaze steady. This is humiliating. But it’s all true and not a surprise. You didn’t expect any better from Rafe.
“And one of them said something like… that’s the type of… um…” He looks nervous again.
“Just say it.”
“The type of… slut you run through then drop when she gets boring.”
This is what finally breaks you. You only nod, trying to seem unaffected.
“What did he say to that?” you ask. You hate that you have a little bit of hope that Rafe would defend you, show a shred of respect for you.
“They all just laughed.”
Your heart sinks.
Of course that’s what Rafe thinks of you. Of course to him, you’re just a whore that he’ll get tired of eventually. You shouldn’t have ever given him the power to disappoint you.
For fuck’s sake, you asked him point blank over text last night if all he wants to do is fuck and he replied with a clear YES.
“Okay,” you say, turning away before he can see the tears welling up in your eyes.
“Sorry. Thought you’d want to know,” he says to your back. “These rich guys are all assholes.”
“Yup,” you reply, walking away.
You don’t even give a fuck about your job anymore. It’d be better if you lost it so you don’t have to see Rafe ever again.
This is fucking agony. You feel so dehumanized.
When you make it home that evening, two hours later than usual, you type a text you mentally drafted on your drive home.
You open the conversation with one of your close friends from college and text her: hey, are there any parties tonight?
Getting drunk and partying is not a healthy way to cope, you know that, but you desperately need to get your mind off of things. Thankfully, your friend responds quickly about a party at a frat house on campus.
After you get ready, you take a cab to the address your friend sent you. It doesn’t take you long to find her and start downing shots.
Your phone buzzes, right on cue. It’s 10 pm, after all. He’s waiting for you on that depraved website where it all began. The text is blurry through your tipsy eyes.
Rafe: where are you?
You finally send him the message you’ve been toiling over, anger and disgust and embarrassment and sadness heavy on your chest.
You: i’m done. this is over. i’m not even a fucking person to you am i
{ read part twelve here }
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please more step brother smut with felix. it was amazing !:)
that’s so kind of you to say, thank you <3
here you go 🎀
felix catton! stepbrother x reader
warnings: smut, face-fucking, slight size kink, semi public
summary : felix is stressed out during exam season and needs relief
felix and you were like royalty at oxford. it’s not like felix’s family lineage isn’t royal anyways. they were always surrounded by a small crowd. some might even call them admirers. it wasn’t hard to love them, always kind and friendly, charming everyone with their beautiful looks.
when someone was looking for felix, you weren’t far either. this was felix’s way to protect and show his love for you. you two weren’t siblings by blood, but that didn’t stop felix from taking care of his baby sister.
sometimes gossip was heard about your close proximity to felix. you would admit that your relationship is definitely closer than most normal stepsiblings might be but your love fell so deep for each other you wouldn’t have it any other way.
lately though, felix grew a little more distant. you knew that the exams were getting to him, he was always so determined. you would only see him when at night he would sneak you into his dorm, pulling a blanket over you while holding you close and softly stroking your hair while you would cling onto him placing your head on his chest. you missed him, more than you would admit. his heart broke knowing he had less time for you, he yearned for your touch, your giggle and your adorable smile when you sat in his lap during break. but he couldn’t have any distractions from studying.
when you woke up the bed was empty. this was your breaking point. felix would normally wake you up to give you a little kiss goodbye or at least leave a note. there was none of this today. you bursted out in tears and started sobbing uncontrollably. when you calmed down a bit, you got ready to face felix to pour out your heart. putting on makeup was no use to your red and puffy eyes from crying.
you made your way to the library, which was almost empty since it was still very early in the morning. you found felix sitting in the back, surrounded by books writing down notes.
he looked up “good morning baby, did you have a good-“ he stopped, his initial reaction was that he was happy to see you but his eyebrows furrowed when he saw your distressed expression. he knew he had to make time for you now, so he wordlessly scooted his chair back and opened his arms for you to sit on his lap. you took a seat there and clung to him tightly, which he returned.
“lix, you were gone this morning, and I was all alone, I don’t even see you that often anymore, I- I just miss you so much” you sniff slightly as big tears fall from your eyes.
“shhhh, I know sweetheart, I hate it too, but you know how it is, I’m just very stressed right now” he pulls you close rubbing you back softly cooing quietly for you to calm down a bit, takes your face in his hands as he wipes away your tears with his thumb. he hates seeing his girl like this, it upset him deeply.
felix took your chin between his fingers to tilt you head upwards to slowly capture your lips. this wasn’t new to you two, he kissed you often, also in public, he knew it made you feel safe.
“lix? would it be okay for me to try something to relieve your stress a bit?” your big eyes looked up at him with a small smile as you relaxed a bit.
“sure princess, I’d love that but what do you want t-“ his words got stuck in his throat when you slowly dropped to your knees, already trying to fumble at his belt, opening it.
felix was almost shocked at your plan but obviously wasn’t appalled by your idea. none of you cared that you were in public, people wouldn’t come by until later in the day. your nimble fingers pulled the zipper of his pants down slowly, your lips parting and mouth salivating in anticipation.
he caressed your cheek with his thumb looking down at you with soft but hungry eyes, signaling that you could do whatever you felt comfortable with. as you continue undressing his pants his fingers were back at your face, his thumb brushing over your wet bottom lip and pushed his digit past your lips and into your mouth, and you sucked greedily.
you slowly pulled his already hardening cock from his underwear, giving his tip soft kitten licks to which he threw back his head in pleasure, brushing your hair, slightly buckling his hips towards your mouth
“you can use my mouth lix, I can handle it, I promise” lapping at his slit and batting your eyelashes up at him innocently.
“you’re gonna be the death of me, doll” he groans at your invitation and didn't waste a second to shove his cock into your mouth, pushing your head down his impressive length.
gurgling and gagging you looked up at him for reassurance that your were doing fine, he slowly started moving his hips, fucking your mouth.
“such a good doll, doing so good f’me” he praised in a deep voice. your doe eyes just looked at him, tears escaping them as he kept diving himself into you thrusting in and out of your mouth quickly and desperately as you moaned around him.
he shifted his hips forward so you could take him further down your throat “such a tiny mouth, taking all of me hm?” he grinned proudly his other hand cupping your jaw and holding your mouth open for him as you choked around him, saliva escaping your mouth.
“you can take it, hm? my good little angel” he grunts looking down at your face tears just streaming down your face now. you hummed happily, the vibrations sending a shock through him that made him twitch and ram his hips forward into your mouth harshly.
“gonna come in your mouth okay doll? you’re gonna be a good girl and swallow it all right?” taking out his dick for you to answer and traced your glossy lips with his tip, your tongue darted out to flick over it and relish in his salty taste as you looked up giving him affirmative nods.
his thrusts became more frantic, feeling close, he lets out a long, gutteral moan, holding your head there as he thrust his hips up feeling your nose press against his pelvis, cumming down your throat.
“I know it’s a lot, be strong,” he groaned as he continued to spout cum, it was so much you thought you might bloat but swallowed all as he pulled off, you were coughing at bit.
you looked wrecked but smiled up at him proudly as he leaned down to kiss your lips softly taking your face in his big hands to admire you.
“what would I do without my favorite girl?”
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Could I please request a Vox, Adam, and Lucifer x GN! Reader who’s typically very chatty and hyper when excited. And maybe somebody says something like “you talk too much”, and it obviously gets to the reader. And how Vox, Adam, and Lucifer would respond and/ or defend their s/o? Thank you!~ :3
ofc!! this is very fun to brainstorm and write for haha (especially for Vox)
Warnings: S1 finale spoilers in Lucifer’s section, randos + Alastor being shitheads
Adam, Lucifer, Vox x Reader who talks a lot
Adam
He had absolutely no idea you felt this way until you two were having a conversation before bed, and he said something he didn't mean
“Geez, you talk a lot.” Adam commented with a light hearted chuckle as he looked down at you, snuggled into his chest and the covers of your shared bed, he didn’t mean any harm though, it was more so commentary.
“I can stop…” You murmured, embarrassed. “No no no, it’s okay, keep going.” He said, rushing to cut you off, as he snuggled your face deeper into his chest.
Adam won’t hesitate to jump in if somebody says something, because only HE can do that.
“You talk too much, you need to calm down, it’s not that serious.” An angel said, while at a meeting, your shoulders dropped before you heard your boyfriend pipe up,
“And? Who gives a fuck? It’s fucking Heaven, bitch. People are allowed to talk and be happy, damn bruh, you’re a fucking party pooper!”
Lucifer
He has his own tendencies to go on endless rants here and there so honestly you both just talk nonstop, and he doesn’t mind a bit!
If someone were to say something to you, he’d have a reaction similar to his reaction with the Charlie-Adam fight, but more tame cause the person didn’t physically harm you
“Stop talking and let me finish!” Alastor said cheerfully with a grin as he went to continue his sentence.
“You don’t get to talk to my partner that way, you smiling freak.” Luci said with a forced grin between gritted teeth, turning his focus away from the conversation with his daughter and her girlfriend and putting it to the conversation between you and Alastor.
“I’m the smiling freak? Look at you! You’re face is all messed up, especially that god-awful smile.” Alastor remarked, poking the bear that was the very protective Lucifer Morningstar, both when it came to his daughter and his partner.
“OKAY!” Charlie said attempting to separate the two, with Vaggie rushing to her aid.
Yeah, if they weren’t stopped, that wouldn’t have ended well😀
Vox
He doesn’t mind your talks, he’s a good listener, but he might not catch everything if he’s working, but if he’s not? He’s all ears.
He’ll act super nonchalant about it, but he thinks it’s the cutest thing.
Normally, he isn’t willing to cause a scene because of his status, but when someone insults the thing he loves most about his partner? Yeah, that shit isn’t flying with him around.
You were scrolling through the comments of the most recent interview that Vox had on his show, which happened to be with you, and you couldn’t bare what you were reading. Mainly the comments like: ‘Omfg Vox’s partner doesn’t stop talking’ or ‘Vox can do better’ or ‘Can they just shut the fuck up? Like bro it’s not that hard.’
You just shut your phone off and slammed it onto the night stand, as tears trickled down your face, all you wanted was to be enough for him, if these people think these things, he probably would to.
You hear someone enter your shared bedroom, with you curled up in blankets and sniffles coming out of you, you feel the bed dip next to you, and a robotic voice that has to belong to Vox ask, “What’s troubling you, my dear?”
“People are just mean…” You mumbled, turning on your other side to face him and picking up your phone and handing it to Vox, you watched Vox scroll for a moment, watching his eye twitch angrily.
“I will handle it, sweetheart. I’ll be right back, don’t you worry your precious mind about a thing.” Vox said, stroking your hair, as he got up and left the room.
Turns out, Vox did a bit of…digging. He got the contact information of the main commenter who gave you issues, and sent them, a little surprise video…
The video showed Vox in office chair, he got straight to the point immediately, banging his fist onto his desk. “Listen here, you little bitch.” He growled, he was glitching out of anger already, damn.
“You don’t get to talk about my partner that way.” Vox stated, waving his pointer finger at the camera, “And if you do?” Vox asked rhetorically, giving a fake grin, before he became more visibly angry then you’ve ever seen him.
“I will personally find you myself, you low-life, fucking loser, and I will tear you apart. Just because your a sad sad, 40 year old virgin man, who still lives with mommy and daddy rent-free and plays on your VoxBox all day, doesn’t mean you get to insult my partner, and you should know better to not EVER pull that shit again, and if you even think about trying to I’ll fly drowns all throughout Hell and make sure they fucking find you and rip you apart, you hear me?”
His anger falters as the glitch does in his voice, “Anyway, have a lovely day, and don’t fuck with my partner again.” He said with his usual show grin as the screen went black immediately.
Yeah, don’t expect him to do that often.
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NEED NEED NEED another one shot with jeno and dumb sluts 🥹🥹
mdni. nsfw 18+ (read part 1)
pairing: lee jeno x reader x na jaemin
warnings: everyone here is still a freak, recording of sexual activities, so much sex, nomin are kinda sleazy and reader is kinda slutty so match made in heaven
jeno has your contact name saved as “slut❤️” and jaemin has it under “SLUT🙇♂️”, without even knowing what the other already put. when they saw what the other had your contact saved as, they gave each other a high five.
jeno and jaemin are so competitive and possessive over you. jeno is the only one allowed to call you his baby, and if jaemin calls you baby it turns into (another) big argument. and jaemin is the only one allowed to call you princess, or else it will, again, lead to another argument. however, they have an unspoken agreement to both call you babygirl because you’re their babygirl duh.
they make it competition to see who can make plans with you first before the other one can.
jeno: baby come over tonight.
you: sry jen
you: jaem invited me over first
jeno was punching the air after that.
or jaemin would snap you a pic of his veiny hands grabbing his very obviously hard dick through his sweatpants with the captioned “thinking about you princess. come over”
you snapped back a picture of a fake pout saying “i’m at jen’s rn”. jaemin could see a shirtless jeno hugging your back behind you in that pic, causing him to see red.
they try to one up each other on absolutely everything. asking you questions like “okay who do you see more though?” and “who gives the best head?” and “whose dick game is stronger?” you never give them an answer, obviously, because you think it’s fun when they try to go even harder than the other to beat each other in this made up competition.
whenever you hook up with either of them, they will snap pics and take videos to gloat to the other. like jaemin will send jeno a pic of your naked bodies tangled up together after a good fucking captioned “😁” or jeno will send jaemin an uncaptioned video of you deepthroating his cock.
when jeno and jaemin hang out one on one, their new favorite thing to do together (besides you duh) is compare the suggestive snaps you send them or the sex tapes you made with each of them.
“jaemin, look at this lingeries pic i got last night ooh aren’t you so jealous?”
“jeno, hate to break it to you dude but she literally sent you that pic right before i ripped that off her and fucked her stupid.”
then he’d show jeno the video he got of you letting him tittyfuck, his cock rubbing so deliciously between your plump tits as you licked and sucked on the tip.
“fuck you jaem, lemme show you the time she let me take her ass then.”
all this competitiveness works out in your favor of course. you know about everything they do, from sending pics and videos of your hookups to comparing them when they’re with each other. all you have to do is tell jeno “ugh jaemin had me in this position last night and i have never felt so good” before jeno will seriously have you twisted like a pretzel and fucked dumb with his cock until you’re a sobbing mindless mess. or you’ll tell jaemin “jeno hit so deep in me earlier i could feel him in my lungs” before jaemin will take you on the wall, the mattress, the counter, the washing machine, the bathtub, and MORE balls deep and slapping your clit every time.
to switch it up every so often, you’d invite both of them at the same time over to your place, conveniently neglecting to tell them that the other would also be coming over.
you’d be lying on your back, legs up in the air, as jaemin ate and fingered your drooling little cunt when jeno would walk in, tutting and snarling at the sight.
“well, looks like this greedy little slut did it again. invited us both over because she can’t go a day without getting stuffed by two cocks.” jeno rips his clothes off and crawls onto the bed, grabbing your face into his strong grip and pressing a crushing kiss on your lips.
jaemin wouldn’t even look up from eating your pussy like a starved man, he’d smirk into your cunt and continue licking and sucking on it.
they’d do a rock paper scissors to see who gets to fuck your pussy first (jaemin won this time).
“what a fucking slut, jeno,” jaemin would pant, rutting his hips fast and deep into yours as he took you on all fours.
you were too busy licking and sucking on jeno’s cock in the front. “yeah, our slut. only we get to see her like this. isn’t that right huh babygirl?” jeno stroked your cheek affectionately.
you loved being a slut for jeno and jaemin.
#nct dream smut#nct smut#nct dream x reader#nct x reader#nct dream#jeno smut#jeno#jeno x reader#lee jeno#na jaemin x reader#lee jeno x reader#na jaemin#jaemin x reader#jaemin smut#jaemin
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Mattheo x f reader and SHES super needy and Horny bc she’s ovulating and goes feral when she sees his abs and veiny hands- smut?!
Needy
Warnings: obviously smut, light choking, ab riding, kissing, bit of praise and degradation.
Ever since getting out of school and moving in with Mattheo, you’d been stuck in full baby fever and so had he to be honest. You had been on him like rabbits and you were no way close to slowing down.
You watched as he worked on a new project in the field behind your house. The muscles of his abs were shining in the sunlight especially when all he had on were tight fitted shorts.
The moment he was in the house you couldn’t take your hands off of him. The entire night consisted of you using any excuse to touch him. Mostly when it came to his hands and his abs. Mattheo had always been toned but since doing work around the house, he had become close to ripped.
After dinner, he pulls you up to your shared bedroom and practically flings you onto the bed. “Don’t think I’m stupid, daring. I’ve seen how you’ve been looking at me for a while now” he says as he throws off his shorts and is left in his boxers.
“Tell me what you want, I can see it in your eyes but I need the words before anything happens, got it, darling?” Mattheo continues speaking as he moves above you. You are at a shock for words and take a moment to think of what to say but when it comes to talking, you are too needy to care.
“Please, I want your- I need you. I need your hands on me, please, I need you in me” you beg him with a look of desperation on your face. “Good girl but you will have to earn me being in you” Theo responds with a smirk, picking you up to rest, sitting on top of his abs.
His hand moves beneath your pale white summer dress and he looks up at you, his face grinning like the devil. “No panties I see, darling. Wow somebody is really trying to a slut for me, but only for me” Mattheo remarks, smirkingly.
“M’ for only you, please I need it” you continue begging for him. “No, first you can make yourself come but with my abs. I see the way you stare at them so don’t act so surprised, whore” he snaps at you, “go on, darling. Make yourself come on me.”
You have no choice in your feeling of desperation. Moving against his abs, you continue for a while. Your moans fill the room but you don’t bother to quieten them down and instead allow yourself to let go on him.
At that moment, you feel his hand grip your neck whilst you ride him. His grip isn’t tight enough to cut your breathing off but definitely enough to set you off the breaking point of your climax.
“Fuck, please, Theo. Please, need to cum” you beg of him, no longer being able to hold back. “Go on, darling. Be a good whore for me” he encourages with a dark smirk as you hit your climax. “Doing so good for me, come on, darling.”
You breathing starts to slow down at that point as you allow yourself to lay down on him. “You did so well, darling, now we’ve gotta get cleaned up, okay?” Mattheo says, looking down at you with a soft smile.
#mattheo riddle x reader#mattheo riddle x you#mattheo riddle smut#benjamin wadsworth#harry potter#fanfic smut
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stray kids reaction to pegging for the first time:
a/n: ignore any grammar/spelling mistakes, it isn't proofread and probably won't be😭
and as always, 18+, minors dni
Chan:
Okay first let’s talk about how it was brought up,
you probably have to bring it up first
And his reaction? He’d act all blushy and embarrassed, surprised in an almost comical way
like “I-i mean i gu-guess, only if you wanted too tho...”
“I do want to, but also if your gonna watch that typa porn and don’t want me to see baby, delete the browser history”
lmao💀
He’d also say he wants take it really slow, and i mean really slow
talking about how the first time he just wants you to feel around him there, test out the waters but not penetrate him yet, give him a handjob or whatever as you do that
the next time he wants just your tongue,
the next your finger,
then two fingers,
pretty much working up in size slowly until you actually use a strap
he’s very cautious about the whole thing in the beginning, so worried and nervous that it's gonna hurt/he's not gonna enjoy it/you're not gonna enjoy it
but the second you’re actually doing it, ‘feeling around’ as he had called it, he’s already begging for more
yeah, you’d ended up doing all of the carefully week long process he’d set up, every little step, in a single night
The second your hands are on his hole, lube already warmed on your hand, fingers all slippery-
he’s begging for more, shoving his hips backwards in hopes of enticing you more
gripping the sheets, trying to reach for you, heavy breathing and flushed face,
baby boy wasn't expecting for it to feel this good
practically breathless as he pleads with you to just push your fingers inside him
and when you do, he’s going cross-eyed with pleasure, legs instinctually wrap around your hips, pushing you further into him
He can barely even believe how good it feels and how he hasn’t tried this sooner
don’t even get me started on how he reacts when you find his prostate
he’d probably cum just from that and then start begging you to actually fuck him, whining in a half-dazed mess about how he needs it, needs you, needs more
Felix:
All I can say,
Is that he’d pretend to be SO surprised, pretend he had no idea you were gonna bring this up,
Like he hadn’t been dropping hints and waiting for you to smarten up and decipher them all this time
Kinda gives it away though because when you bring it up he’s nodding eagerly, jumping on you immediately
Because you made him wait so long for this
You whisper to him, reminding him that you still need to actually buy the strap
No you don’t.
Surprise, surprise, baby boy’s been ready for this for a long time
He’s had one stashed under your bed in a pretty box with a perfect little red bow for practically forever
(Used for lonely nights on his own and dirty fantasies for a little angel such as himself)
Now he’s obviously used it on himself many times before this, experimenting and dreaming and wishing you’d walk in on him
But it’s nothing compared to when you do it
It feels so much better when you do it
He can’t even contain himself, practically shrieking in pleasure
I’d actually advise you to gag him at that point, he’d look pretty with a ball gag but the way his eyes roll back if you shove your underwear in his mouth is delectably sinful
His nails claw into your back, legs hooking up and around your hips, already drooling from the first thrust
Is obsessed with missionary or the mating press, pretty much any position where you’re face to face and he can see you
Not that he’s doing much seeing with his eyes rolled back
I can’t stop thinking about if you’re wearing a necklace or something, with a charm or whatever tf it’s called
(searched it up and it’s a pendant)
He’d watch it, swaying in front of his face, swinging with every harsh thrust and then he can’t help himself but to lean up and wrap his pretty, soft lips around it
By the end he’s a mess, ruined beyond belief
practically dumb as you try to clean him all up, shivering in sensitivity while also begging for more
baby's got an overstimulation kink 100% and that obvious translates to wanting you to fuck him absolutely dumb, making him cum over and over again until he has nothing left to give, a babbling dumb pretty mess<3
and afterwards,
you’re wondering if it was really worth it playing dumb for so long, pretending you didn’t notice his obvious hinting at everything
Hyunjin:
Baby boy just wants to be filled up, just wants to fucked hard and fast until he’s an incoherent mess
And then he wants you to take pictures of him all ruined
wants you add more photos into the albums in your phone
add to all those compromising photos of hyunjin in a plethora of different positions, with different toys and ropes and you name it, add some more of him sucking on a strap or getting pounded
wants you to send him videos that he doesn't even remember filming, getting ruined with a little message under it saying
'you look so cute<3'
But it’s a fantasy
Only a fantasy
A fantasy that he only lets himself indulge in when he’s alone and pent-up and can’t help but pull out the lube and finger himself
Wishing it was your fingers, wishing it was bigger, wishing that it was more
That you were whispering in his ear, talking to him about how pretty he looked under you
Falling so deep that he can almost believe that’s it’s real
feeling so high off of how good it feels, unable to hold back the noises coming out high and needy as he shoves a pillow under his hips, humping it all the while he continues to scissor his long fingers in his ass
He so, so loud, calling your name, begging for you to go faster-harder
you’re out, you’re not around and no one else is he's allowed to be this loud
But, you are in fact not out, you came back because you forgot something or other and you walk in on this sight
Jesus fuck,
He makes a shocked sound, scared out of him mind when he finally sees you, freaking out and covering himself with the covers,
Beginning to cry quickly from the already emotionally-vulnerable moment he was having
You soothe him, rubbing a hand over his sweat-soaked back, hushing his tears,
And then pull out the strap you’d been specifically saving for this occasion
He’s gonna go wild,
Seems to lose all composure the second you’re inside of him, his brain completely melting,
Not a single coherent thought in there for the time being
Just filthy little noises for more, for harder, for faster, he cannot get enough
And then when he’s almost about to come he starts to cry, long arms pulling you into him,
Burying his face into your throat, whimpering for you to please, please, please breed him in the neediest, littlest voice e v e r
Minho:
Lee Minho
The Lee Minho, wanting to be fucked like a little bitch?
Those where actually his exact words when you found the dildo he’d hidden in your closet,
It sure wasn’t yours, you think you’d know if it was🤨
So who’s could it be?
Other than the only other person living in your house, the only other one that would know to hide their shit in your closet, under the mountain of clothing there
But it was a cleaning day
So you decided to go through it
And found it
Not your’s, but it’s in your stuff
“Minho! Is this yours?”
Stares at it for a solid ten seconds, you can almost see the gears turning in his head, almost hear the bullshit excuse he’s coming up with and is gonna use in approximately 5 seconds if you don’t shut him up quickly
“Do you want me to fuck you?”
That renders him speechless
“….😦”, “no?🥴w-what? What even made you come up with that idea?🙄”
“😐...really?”
“Please do.”
“Thought you’d never ask.”
He’d try so hard to not be vocal, biting down on his lips, covering his mouth with his arm, clutching a pillow to his face
You remove each one, one after another until finally, finally you get to hear his cute noises
His little mewls and moans that follow right after
His quiet keens and grunted out groans
He loves hates it when you comment on them, cooing about how cute he sounds while you rub your hand tantalizingly over his inner thighs
In fact, just touching his thighs might be enough to make him cum alone
but that’s something to explore another day
You gotta be careful too
Because there is absolutely no way that he doesn’t scratch or bite
Starts off with his lips latched on your collarbone in an effort to not scream, his hands holding onto your shoulders for support, his body reacting with every rough thrust
And it ends off with his bunny teeth digging into your skin so hard that suddenly iron taste fills his mouth, his nails dragging down your back so hard that the flesh tears
Aftercare consists of him sitting behind you, disinfecting and bandaging up the shallow cuts and scrapes down your back, neck and collarbone
But you don’t mind in the moment
Probably because you, like anyone, can’t help but he entranced by the man under you
Begging to be marked, to be fucked harder, to be yours
Only yours.
When you hit his prostate all he can let out is a strangled noise set between a keen and a cry, struggling to keep his grip on reality as you repeatedly ram into it him over and over,
“Good kitty.”
And then he’s cumming all over his chest, untouched
Seungmin:
“No.”
That’s it when you ask him
Straight up no, end of conversation, that’s all, goodbye
“…Okay, can I ask why?”
Doesn’t answer you, refuses to talk about the subject, simply not talking when you ask him
But one day he gets curious, not in a horny way or anything, just wondering why you keep bringing it up
Queue pulling up a very nsfw website and searching up pegging
He scrolls through a couple of videos before settling on one
Through the entirety of the 12 minute video all he can imagine is himself as the squirming, moaning man being fucked
and you as the person standing above him, taunting him, asking him if he likes this, likes being fucked like this
The session ends with him in the shower, fingers exploring new places that he had no idea could bring him such pleasure
And as soon as he’s done he’s groaning, cursing himself for not agreeing earlier
Because how the hell is he supposed to bring this up to you?
He can’t find the words, find the way to tell you,
So he doesn’t use words
And you come home one night, calling out for your puppy to come on out, asking him where he is
The only reply you receive is a small “here!” from your bedroom
And fuck, good thing that boy is pretty because he does not need words
Dressed up in some pretty black lacy panties and a sheer robe that you’re pretty sure you bought awhile ago before it disappeared mysteriously
He sits up against the headboard, watching you with lustful eyes
And there, beside him on the bed is a dildo he ordered, the harness for it already attached
You look at it before back at him as he slides down the bed, right in front of you and lays back, spreading his legs
“Fuck me?”
And how can you say no?
He finds out fairly quickly that he REALLY loves it
And also REALLY loves doggy
Jisung:
He brought it up very, very soon
Like, probably on your first date he’s already telling you he likes to be fucked in the ass
or simply just straight up asking you to do it, pulling out a strap from the bag he brought
Promising you it’s clean
And asking if you wanna go to the bathroom
Baby boy is shameless
He’s watched tons of porn, fantasized about being the whining, whimpering boys tied up with a hot dom fucking the absolute shit out of them until they’re incoherent
He’s asked other people to do it to him too
They’ve all said no☹️
And then he finds you,
You who is very open to the idea, at least halfway tempted by the bathroom idea and the other half thinking that there is so many classier ways to go about it
So you say no
And he pouts
But when you bring home that night and praise and degrade him to the point of tears
Well, he supposes he can be patient
He asks you at least once every day, hoping for the time you finally say yes
But you smirk every time, pulling him close and making him shiver before whispering “no.” in his ear
You say it so many times that the one time he asks and you finally say yes it takes him a second to actually comprehend it
To comprehend that what came out of your mouth wasn’t a no
And when you finally do it you’re gonna bet that he’s loud
Like really fucking loud
Gotta-gag-him-or-the-neighbours-will-file-noise-complaints kinda loud
His voice gets so high too, hitting all them high notes🤭
He’d wanna be as close as physically possible, wrapping his arms around your neck, his legs hooked around your waist, pulling your entire body weight onto him
It makes it a lot harder for you to thrust into him but the way he has such easy access to your neck and ears
Whispering the nastiest shit in the entire history of the world
Boy’s got a mouth on him from all that dirty talk in porn
And he does it all while breathlessly nipping at your neck, squeaking when you hit that sensitive spot inside of him
He’d have the cutest fucked out face
Eyes crossed, drool dripping down his chin, tears spilling over his flushed cheeks
But you’d literally have to wrestle to let him to let go of you so you can see him
Little hiccups and gasps are all he can make out as you coo to him about how adorable he looks
All fucked out and ruined by you
If you wipe up his cum and feed it back to him you could probably get him to cum a second time completely untouched
Baby boy’s never gonna wanna do anything else ever again,
Completely cock drunk and completely obsessed
Changbin:
He seems like he’d bring it up,
Extremely shy all the while, muttering something under his breath that you can’t hear
“Pardon baby, what’d you say?
Poor binnie, he’s be all blushy and nervous
*clears his throat* “u-um, could you maybe…peg me?”
HES SO FUCKING ADORABLE😭😭
Anyway,
You’d obviously agree because why would you actually ever say no?
You’d quickly order all the things you’d need and the day they arrive he just happened to not be home
Leaving you the perfect chance to surprise your baby
He’d come in, all tired from the gym and needy, just wanting to let you take care of him
He comes in and all the lights are off, he furrows his brows, setting his bag down and calling out your name about to start flicking the lights on,
When he sees candlelight coming from down the hall
He follows it am the way to the bedroom where the entire room is lit by candles,
And then there you are, lying on the bed, looking up at him
“Welcome home binnie,”
He's confused but you pull him into a kiss and he can’t seem to think of anything other than you as your fingers skim over his body, feeling over the bulge in his pants, your tongue slipping into his mouth
He’s panting by the time you pull away
“I gotta little gift for you…well maybe not so little.”
He practically gapes as you pull it from out of a box he failed to miss on the bed behind you
You rub his hand soothingly, gauging his reaction “if you don’t want to do it anymore that’s fine, you can always chan-“
“-I want it.”
You smile and spin your positions so now he’s the one with the bed behind him
And then you shove him down
“Just tell me if you ever wanna stop baby, I won’t be mad, I promise.”
Fuck him hard and rough
Manhandle him, switching his positions every so often,
He obviously likes missionary and you get the perfect view of his eyes rolling back
Doggy is fun, he gets so much more vocal because of how much deeper you can hit inside of him, but you don’t get to see him
I recommend next time placing him in front of a mirror, not only so you can see how pretty he looks when he’s drooling but also so he can too
gets more ruined from seeing how own reflection
Riding is one of your favourites, watching the poor thing moan, trying to go faster, rougher, hit that one place inside of him but he just needs you to do it
Letting him beg and try and get oh-so desperate before he starts to cry, pleading for you to just fuck him
FUCKING HIM AGAISNT THE WALL
HDJDDGJSKDHHD
MANHANDLING HIM UP AGAINST IT, MAKING HIM FEEL SO SMALL AND BLUSH
BEFORE ABSOLUTELY RUINING HIM
*ahem*
Sorry, that was a bit overboard
I also have a fantasy abt pegging him at the gym but that’s also conversation for another time
IN:
Okay, but I really wanna corrupt him…
Innocent little innie, you have to teach him everything, show him how to make you feel good
Every time you introduce something new to him he’s like “😧people do that??”
And so one day when you pull out a strap, asking him if you can peg him,
well baby boy is completely clueless
But he remembers how good you’ve made him feel, pleasure he didn’t even know the human body was capable of feeling
He agrees with little to no convincing
Ready for whatever you have in plan for him, ready to be swallowed whole by all that is you and everything you make him feel
Sweet doe eyes looking up at you, glassy with sensitivity, wide with wanting
He’d never imagine that he could feel so good filled up
Never thought your fingers scissoring inside him, stretching him open and preparing him for your strap could feel so mind-achingly good
Enough to make his glossy eyes fall shut, for his hands to grip onto the fabric of your shirt, mouth open with small breathy whines filling the room
God, when you press your fingers against his prostate he swears he can see stars bursting across his vision
He can barely think, barely let out the keen that reverberates through his throat, barely breathe
It feels so, so good and he can feel himself melting
But that’s just with your fingers
Once you’ve deemed him prepared enough you pull out, smirk curling at your lips at the whimper he lets out in protest
That quickly shifts into a gasp when you push into him
Goodness fuck, sweet little innie, voice small and shaking,
Hoarse and cracking
“…please~”
Switching positions so he sits in your lap while you lean against the headboard of the bed
Watching his little pants and flushed cheeks,
Drool leaking from the corner of his mouth as he tries his very best not to go completely and utterly insane with how good it feels,
And how much deeper it goes in this new position
Every little shift and movement pressing the head against that sensitive spot inside of him
He’s so needy and desperate he rides you hard and fast, whining when even then it’s not enough, clinging to you like a lifeline
You watch with a bated breath, eyeing each time he moves up,
Unable to tear your attention yo where he teases you and himself, pulling up so just the tip is inside of him before sinking down just as quick, moaning all the while he’s stretched out again, the entire length sliding inside him with ease
Gasping in frustration as his thighs begin to burn and cramp from exertion
Whining as he paws at you, burying his face into your neck, muttering with a shaky whisper to please fuck him
Your hands tease over his body, ghosting over his hips, feeling him quiver on top of you
Before you finally give in
He practically screams when you flip him over again, starting up a hammering pace that he can barely keep up with
All he can do is mewl and whimper, clutching the sheets and letting his eyes roll into the back of his head
“Good baby, doing so good, just keep doing that.”
That’s his breaking point
Looking at him all fucked out and adorable
You can only groan and kiss his messy lips, red from being bitten, shiny with saliva
And think this was all because of you
a/n: btw, if anyone wants to send me in requests for mtl, reactions or hcs i'd love to do them-they're just sm fun to write!
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𐦍༘?can i 𐦍༘⋆
↬ choi seungcheol
𓇣 pairing- nonidol!cheol x fem reader, dom!seungcheol x sub!reader, bestfriend!cheol x fem reader, friends to lovers<3
𓇣 summary- your best friend calls you late at night for something other than a innocent hangout.
𓇣 warnings- dumb confessing love to each other, oral sex (m receiving), fingering (f receiving), dirty talk, cum swallowing, kissing, MDNI, lmk what else
𓇣 a/n- this is just a random fic that u wrote a long time ago.. i liked it enough to post so lmk what you think!! should i write a part two? ALSO IM BACK FROM LITERALLY NOT POSTING FOR DAYS!!!! im posting a lot of fics today<3 luv u guys 😡
tossing and turning in your bed has gotten you wide awake. you’ve been trying to fall asleep for the past hour. it now being 1:30am as glance at your clock.
you sigh closing your eyes again before you start to get a call. you groan reaching for your phone. seeing it’s seungcheol you make a confused expression, pressung answer.
“cheol? it’s so late what’s up?” you question and he just sighs. “okay- um this is gonna sound crazy but can i pick you up? i’ve been thinking you all night.” he confesses. his voice sounding tense but lust filled.
“thinking about me? what do you mean?” you are beyond confused now, wanting him to explain it. of course cheol has said something like this to you before, but this time it feels different.
“just let me come get you and i’ll explain then. can i?” he asks. you don’t even know why but your mouth is immediately saying that you would love for him to pick you up.
you having no control when it comes to cheol. you sigh again as you force yourself out of the warmth of your bed to grab some pants to throw on.
quickly changing as you know cheol, how fast he would get to your house. speaking of, your phone lights up with a text from the boy telling you he’s outside. you slip on your slippers and head out of your house into his car.
“well good morning to you.” you say sarcastically as you get into the passenger seat. “can i just drive and explain? it’s kind of a lot to take in.” he starts to drive to your guys usual spot to watch the sunset. you couldn’t do that now obviously…
“so.. were you asleep when i called?” “no unfortunately i haven’t been sleeping very well and these were one of the completely sleepless nights.” he sighs not taking his eyes of the road.
“i’m sorry i hope you can sleep better tomorrow.” he says looking at you for a moment to give you a soft smile before finally arriving at your spot.
“are you gonna tell me why you wanted to pick me up at 2 in the morning?” you turn your gaze to him and he just nods. “don’t freak out okay-“ he cuts himself off.
“y/n- i’m in love with you. and everyday i’m more and more in love with you. i couldn’t get confessing to you off my mind. i wanted you to know in person.” he says looking at you for a reaction, response, anything.
“cheol i-“ he sighs thinking he already knows what you’re gonna say. “i know you don’t feel the same. i had a feeling you didn’t but i just need to tell you okay? it was killing me and i just don’t want anything to be weird now-“ you stop his words with your finger.
“cheol shut up. i’m in love with you too.” you confess as well catching him completely off guard. “wait are you serious? don’t mess with me that’s not funn-“ you cut him with a kiss against his lips.
“you believe me now?” he nods pulling you to kiss him again. “you don’t know how bad i wanted to do that.” he admits with a deep sigh.
“cheol-you know-i- me too.” his hands intertwined with yours. you feel so safe with him. you want nothing more than to be his. you want him to be yours.
“y/n i- please let me kiss you again.” and that’s how you ended up here. on your knees in the backseat next to your best friend, reaching for his dick as he fucks his fingers into you.
“cheol-“ he smirks down at you. “feel good baby? keep going.” you nod at his words finally pulling his dick out of his pants. shocked at the size of course. you have never been with anyone with a dick this big- nearly coming on his fingers.
“go ahead, let me see you baby.” he’s looking down at you with intimidating eyes. you give his dick a couple strokes causing him to hiss but mindlessly ruts his hips up with your hand.
you kitten lick the tip of his dick not breaking eye contact with him. a load groan erupting from him. his fingers are starting to fuck into you faster. your moans against him making him crazy.
“fuck just like- that. feels so fucking good.” his hips moving with your mouth as you fuck yourself back onto his fingers.
“look at you. o-oh fuck” your mouth speeding up on his cock. his fingers curling inside of you causing you to moan. you gag on his dick as his hips start to meet your mouth.
you cum on his fingers hard as you feel him start to fuck your mouth. he fucks his fingers into slowly before pulling them out to bring them up to his mouth.
he hums before groaning when he sees you looking up at him. he pulls his fingers out his mouth, his hand inching to your ass rather quickly.
“i’m gonna- fuck i’m coming. you’re so beautiful.” his cum shooting deep into your mouth as his hips fuck up with his groans.
you keep eye contact with him as you swallow. he groans trying not to fuck your mouth again. you sit up to kiss him.
“you’re so pretty.” he gives you a big smile as the two of you get dressed. you blush and look away from him. “want to come to my house?” he smiles at you.
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thinking abt older sisters bsf! nat 🤭
your sister being wanda, and nat is obviously her best friend. wanda is always protective with you but since you both grew up with nat she could easily slip through the gaps.
her and wanda would always come home as a pair when they did, you chose to live with your parents while you attendees a smaller local college.
the first time natasha fucked you she snuck off away from wanda while she was sleeping, she’d find you still awake probably studying. she begged you to stop for a bit and come hangout with her.
you two would be cuddled up in your bed watching something, her hand would slowly roam your body.
you’d share a small kiss that would lead to her fucking you into your mattress. 🤭🤭🤭
every time wanda and your parents would go out to do something, natasha would make up some excuse not to go and she’d stay and fuck you the whole time they were gone.
ugh i love this so much 😵💫😵💫
Oh okay so this is what we're rocking with today? Cause yeah anon, you've hooked me!! 😌😳
A few thoughts on that if I may ✍️
The first time she snuck in your room, she convinced you to watch a movie with her. It started out innocently at first. After all, this was something you would regularly do, but usually not with just the two of you. As you watched the screen, her hand rested on your thigh, caressing the skin. It would inch up closer, painfully slow, and you couldn't deny the ache in your lower stomach building. Your thighs pressed together tightly.
"What's the matter sweetheart?"
With a smirk on her lips, forcing you to tell her how bad you needed her. How you wanted her to make you feel good. She kissed you softly at first, savoring the way your lips tasted, wanting to relish the feeling of your first kiss. Natasha would waste no time after that, knowing at any moment the two of you could be caught.
"You're taking me so well, fuck, this pussy was made for me."
"Shh, sweetheart, you have to be quiet. Don't want to wake anybody up, do you?"
"I know you love it.. the idea that someone could walk in right now and see you being fucked like a slut."
"That's it, baby, that's it. Give me everything. Shh, just one more, one more time."
The two of you spent the night tangled in your sheets, Natasha drawing out orgasm after orgasm from you. She left you a whining, whimpering mess, to the point you couldn't even speak.
She cuddled you until you fell asleep, but when you awoke, she was gone. You went slowly down the stairs, seeing your sister and her best friend eating breakfast at the table. You sat next to Wanda, trying to act as if nothing had happened.
After that night, she spent every minute she could in your presence, coming up with every excuse she could think of to stay home with you. The second the car rolled out of the driveway, she would be on top of you, her hands slipping into your panties wherever you were. She would fuck you for as long as she could whether it be ten minutes or two hours.
One evening, she had you on the couch, enjoying the squirming mess that you were underneath her. Your moans filled the room, along with the sinful sounds of her fucking you.
"That's it pretty girl, just like that. Let me hear those pretty moans."
Because any time you were alone, she wanted to hear those broken cries of pleasure, your name leaving your soft pink lips. But as you moaned her name, the familiar sound of the front door unlocking sent a shock of panic through your both your minds.
The two of you tried to part as quickly as possible, but as Wanda walked in, she could see what she had interrupted. The bag she held dropped, and anger was written on her face as she took in the sight before her: the two of you panting, breathlessly. Natasha was still pulling her shirt over her head while you attempted to put on your sweatpants. Both of you had red and puffy lips. A purple bruise was still fresh on your neck, and your hair was wild.
Wanda looked to you and the to Natasha, her fists clenching at her side as she stepped further into the living room.
"What the fu-"
#scarletlizzard asks#um yeah anon#thanks for putting this in my head#way to go#luv u tho !!!#<3333#natasha romanoff#natasha romanoff x reader#natasha blurb#marvel blurb
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Incurable Cravings (Chapter Three)
Pairing: Regina George x Reader
Warnings: this chapter has it all, fluff, angst, and explicit smut (18+ MDNI)
Word Count: 2700, Part 3/?
Part 1 / Part 2
Regina and Reader continue their evening after school and get to enjoy some quality time together again after three years of complicated feelings.
Explicit Content Below!
You and Regina ate dinner with Gina’s mom. Regina did her best at eating a standard portion of food and you squeezed her hand reassuringly under the table, hoping to show her that you were proud.
Ms. George asked you some more questions about school and your activities and it felt good to update her after going so long without being around the George house.
Regina got up to clear her plate and asked her mom, “hey, can we have a sleepover? If that’s okay with you, obviously,” Regina added, directed at you.
“Oh, of course honey! Whatever you want, as long as you can get up in time for school tomorrow. Actually, what am I saying? You’re seniors, I don't care if you go to school or not.”
You laughed and said, “I won’t let Gina ditch.”
Regina smiled at you, “so you’ll stay?”
You nod your head, “I just gotta let my mom know.”
You gave your mom a quick phone call on your way back up to Regina’s room and she was fine with you spending the night and grateful that you would have a ride to school in the morning, but was slightly judgemental that you were hanging out with Regina again.
She just said, “be careful.” And you responded, “I know, I’ve got it.”
When you hung up your phone, Regina grabbed your arms and pushed you backwards toward her bed. The backs of your legs hit the edge of the mattress and you fell back into her cushy comforter. She followed your body as you scooched back into the middle of the bed and then crawled on top of you, straddling your stomach.
“Well, hi…” you said, stupidly.
“You’re such a dork… I’m glad you’re staying over tonight. It’ll be just like old times. I’ll do your makeup, dress you up in my clothes, cuddle you while we watch a movie… except now it will be even better.”
“Better, how?”
“Because now I can do this,” Regina leaned down and kissed you passionately, putting her hands on your collarbones and sliding her tongue into your mouth.
You moaned and kissed her back just as needily. You felt Regina begin to grind back and forth on your abdomen and you felt your head spin as you grabbed onto her hips and encouraged her. She continued to build up that heat and then she pulled away from your lips and you opened your eyes. You watched her flips all of her hair over to one side of her face and then she leaned down and kissed along your jawline and neck.
You sighed and writhed underneath her. She whispered into your ear, “you’re mine, now… right, baby?”
You gasped at her words, “fuck… yes, Gina… I’m yours…”
“Just mine?” She kept kissing your neck, dragging her tongue along your skin and making you squirm with need.
“Only yours…”
“Good. You’re my perfect darling… and I’m your princess, just like you’ve always wanted, right?”
“Oh my god…” you breathed, “yes… Regina…”
She grazed her teeth along your pulse point and nipped at you lightly and your body jolted in response.
“God, you’re so needy for me… You’re going to be a good little toy for me, aren’t you? Will you let me mark you up and claim you as my own, baby?”
You couldn’t speak. She knew all the right buttons with you. She knew exactly how to turn the tables and make you into a needy mess for her. You just moaned affirmatively and nodded your head.
“That’s good, baby… if you keep being good, I promise I’ll reward you, okay?” Regina started to bite and suck on your neck now, leaving a trail of red marks and then bruises as she traveled toward your shirt collar. She started to slide your shirt up your body and met your eyes, “can I take this off of you, my sweet baby?”
“Mhmm…” you nodded.
She finished taking your shirt all the way off and took a moment to admire your physique in your white sports bra, “you always had such a nice body…” she leaned down and started making marks all over your collarbones and the exposed areas of your chest. All you could do was make pleased noises and run your fingers through her hair, willingly accepting her treatment of you.
She lowered herself further and marked up even your ribs and your abdomen, sinking her teeth into your skin to leave a painting of bite marks and bruises. She was absolutely intent on claiming you.
After a while, she sat up and spoke gently, “I think you’ve been very good, don’t you?”
You met her eyes and nodded slowly.
“I think you can have a little reward…”
You watched as Regina got off of you and stood at the foot of her bed, “how about you hold yourself up on your elbows for me, baby?”
You nodded and propped yourself up the way she requested. Regina smirked and then started to lift the hem of her shirt up. The blonde then took her time to slowly strip naked in front of you, removing her articles of clothing one by one in a tantalizing manner. Your jaw dropped at the sight and Regina basked in your obvious admiration of her.
She reached around her back and unclasped her bra and let it fall off of her arms onto the floor at her feet. You gazed at her nude torso and sighed happily, saying, “my god… you are so stunning, Regina.”
“I know,” she smirked and hooked her thumbs into the elastic waistband of her panties and slowly slid them down her thighs, her eyes following yours the entire time.
Once she was stripped, she climbed back up onto the bed and straddled your thighs as she placed her fingertips against your sternum and slowly pushed you back down to lie flat.
Regina then moved forward until she was straddling your stomach one more and she slowly lowered her weight onto you until her sex landed right on your abdomen.
“You feel that, baby? Feel how wet I am for you?”
You stared at her with wide eyes and then she started to move, rocking her hips and spreading her dripping arousal over your skin. You moaned and reached for her waist but she quickly batted your hands away with a smack to each one, “nuh uh, baby… I’m going to use you to take care of me… you just lie back and enjoy it for me, okay?”
You let your arms settle above your head and Regina leaned forward slightly, arching her back, to grab onto your wrists and hold your arms down, both to trap you and give herself something to hold onto as she began to ride your abs to her completion.
You couldn’t believe what was happening but there she was, Regina Geroge, grinding her wet cunt against you like her life depended on it. She closed her eyes and threw her head back in pleasure as she increased her pace and gave herself exactly what she needed using your body. In nearly no time at all, Regina was a moaning, panting mess and beads of sweat were running down her forehead and temples from her effort, but she still firmly held you in place and didn’t let you take over for her.
You watched in awe as her movements grew more and more erratic until her moans finally drew out into one long moan of pleasure and she came on your stomach with a shaking orgasm. She let your wrists go at that point, leaving behind bright red marks from where she was tightly gripping you, and then moved her hands to your chest to hold herself up while she rode her climax out until she was done.
Her thighs trembled on either side of you. You reached up and gently caressed the sides of her face with your thumbs and she smiled blissfully. Neither of you said anything as Regina slowly dismounted from you and shifted to lay on her side next to you, bringing an arm and leg over you and resting her head on your chest.
You gently kissed the top of her head and wrapped your arms tightly around her and you whispered, “Holy shit, Regina…”
“Mmm… did I do a good job of rewarding you for being so good for me?”
“Yeah… yeah, you did Princess…”
She moaned, “oh that sounds so good coming out of your mouth…”
You smiled and kissed her again. You laid there in bliss together for a while until Regina suddenly sat up, apparently refreshed, and kissed your lips before getting out of the bed and walking over to her vanity to grab her makeup bag.
She turned and playfully jostled the bag around with a giggle and you rolled your eyes, “Oh god…”
“I told you I was gonna make you over… just had to make you mine, first.”
Regina sat on top of you yet again and opened up her makeup bag on the bed. She started to dig through and began pulling things out that she wanted to use on you, getting adorably excited about certain products and saying things like, “ooh I haven’t even tried this one on myself, yet,” and “this is exactly your color oh my gosh it’s like I bought it for you.”
She applied god-knows-what to your face and occasionally tickled your nose with a makeup brush, making you giggle. You watched her get into hyper focus mode working on your face but you mistakenly tried to talk to her, “Wh-“ you began.
Regina grabbed your chin, cutting you off, “shh and stop moving!”
You let her keep doing her work in silence.
“Close your eyes.”
You obliged her command and she started putting eyeliner on you carefully and gently. Regina brushed blush onto your cheeks, highlight onto your cheekbones, and mascara onto your eyelashes. She blew light breaths of air onto your face to disperse some loose powder or dry the setting spray and all of it felt intimate to you. It always had felt special when she had done this for you in the past but now she was literally naked, sitting on you, and putting lipgloss on you by transferring it from her lips to your own through a kiss.
She got off of you and grabbed your hand, pulling you up and bringing you over to the mirror for you to see yourself, “what do you think?”
The makeup was done with an expert hand and you did look very nice. But your smile was clearly forced.
“You hate it…”
“What? No I don’t, Regina. It’s really pretty.”
She frowned and expected you to continue.
“Just… is this what you wish I looked like? Ya know, do you wish I was dolled up all the time like you?”
Regina grabbed your shoulders and turned you around to face her, “No! I think you’re absolutely perfect, I don’t want to change you. That’s not what this is about.”
“What is it about, then?”
She thought for a moment, “lots of things. I enjoy doing it. Make up is one of my primary interests so I like sharing it with you. It’s an excuse to study your incredible face for a long time. And it’s a very sexy thing to do, especially when I’m naked.” She grinned at herself and you laughed.
“I don’t want to change you, baby,” she continued, “it’s only meant to be fun and give you a chance to feel pretty, but if it doesn’t make you feel good then it’s not worth it.”
You looked back in the mirror at yourself, “I do feel pretty, Gina. Thank you. I especially like the eyeliner.”
She bounced excitedly, “see how it makes your eyes so bright?”
You smiled, “mmhmm.”
Regina stood behind you, wrapped her arms around you and planted kisses all over your cheeks and neck, leaving pink lipstick kiss marks all over your skin along with her array of hickeys from before. Your body was a map of where Regina had graced you with her lips, and you were overjoyed for it.
“Now, go into my closet and give me a little fashion show, okay? I demand a three outfit minimum. If you do that, then you get your choice of my hoodies for bed tonight.”
“Okay, Princess.” You agreed, “just, one thing first.”
“Yes?”
You gently reached out and pointed to some of the scars on her body from the bus accident, “can I look at them?”
Regina sighed and frowned slightly, but she nodded her head.
You carefully traced the scars with your fingertips. She turned slightly so that you could see the ones on her back closely. She pulled her hair over one shoulder and you traced the long surgical scar that went down her spine.
“I try to pretend that they’re not there… that nothing has changed… but then I start to hurt everywhere or I pass out from being upright for too long… and I remember…”
“Gina…” you sighed. You didn’t know what you could say. You felt awful that she had to go through that, and that no one really knew the burden she was shouldering every day since the accident. You also felt an unshakeable guilt knowing that she went through her recovery all alone. You hadn’t been there for her.
“I'm so fucking terrified of getting worse…” she whispered.
“You have to do what you can to take care of yourself, but I think you also have to recognize that some things are going to be out of your control… but being in pain, or being ill… it doesn’t make you any less… it doesn’t… I… I’m sorry, I don’t know what I’m saying…”
Regina had tears in her eyes, “no, what were you going to say?”
“I was going to say… it doesn’t make me love you any less, Gina…”
The blonde sniffled and wiped her nose on the back of her hand, tears fell down her cheeks at your confession.
“You love me?” she asked.
“I do… I love you…”
“You almost said it earlier, didn’t you?”
“Yes, almost…”
“Have you always loved me?”
You looked into her eyes and caressed her cheeks, wiping her tears away with your thumbs. You nodded, “always… I just didn’t know how to say it…”
Regina nodded and put her hand over yours, holding your palm against her cheek, “I didn’t know how to say it, either… and maybe I still don’t…”
“It’s okay,” you whispered.
“Am I… am I enough for you? Until I learn how to say it? And how to really show you? Can you feel it?”
You began to cry at that and you nodded emphatically, “you are saying it… and I can feel it…”
“You can feel that my heart is yours?”
You nod again, "I can, Gina..."
She buries her fingers into your hair and pulls your head to her shoulder then embraces you. You hold each other close for a while, both crying tears that had been trapped for a long time.
Regina started to feel weak from standing and she tapped you, “I need to lie down.”
You nodded, “I’ve got you, Princess.”
You bent slightly at your knees and swiftly scooped Regina up into your arms. She gasped in surprise as you held her around her back and under her knees and bridal carried her over to her bed, then carefully laid her down and tucked her under the covers.
She smiled at you, “forget the fashion show, just come here and cuddle me… take your clothes off, though. I want to feel your skin.”
You smiled and started to take your clothes off to the side of the bed in an incredibly over-acted, Magic Mike sort of way, which made Regina burst out laughing, then you got into bed and under the covers with her and spooned her.
You kissed the back of her head and breathed in the smell of her hair. She squeezed your forearm and brought your hand to her lips, kissing your knuckles softly.
“I know you’re scared, Regina… but if it helps at all, you have me now. I’ll always be here to take care of you from now on, because I love you.”
She smiled and kissed the back of your hand, “thank you, baby.”
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𝐑𝐞𝐜𝐢𝐩𝐫𝐨𝐜𝐚𝐭𝐞.ᐟ
ᝰ Blitzø x Fem!reader
ᝰ NSFW, oral (fem receiving), fingering, degrading names (slut), tail play??
wc - 1.4k
˗ˏˋ Blitzø does return the favor in the bedroom, and he’s going to prove it ˎˊ˗
Your lazy night in was interrupted by a loud banging on your door, making you jump and pause your TV. Checking your phone, you see that it's just after midnight, and you frown; who the fuck would be knocking on your door this late?
Whoever it was loudly knocked again before yelling through the door, “It’s Blitz open up!”
You sigh in frustration at the familiar name and voice of your frequent booty call. Of course, it was Blitzø. The man would never call or text; instead, he would just show up at random and expect you to rework your plans for him. You get up and drag yourself to the door, opening it and fully prepared to cuss him out, “Blitz, what-”
You barely got the door open before the imp was storming inside your apartment and slamming it shut behind him, “Listen, I’ve had a long and shitty night, and now I need to prove something to myself, so if you could get naked and in bed that would be fan-fucking-tastic.”
Blitzø walked around you and made his way to your bedroom, taking his leather jacket off and tossing it on the couch in the process. You stood there dumbfounded for a moment before taking off after him, “What?”
“Oh my fucking Satan, can you just take your fucking pants off.” Blitzø snapped, standing at the foot of your bed with his arms crossed. You could tell something was wrong, even if he hadn’t told you he had a shitty night; it was obvious from his expression alone.
The two of you weren’t exactly the ‘talk about your feelings’ type, but you’ve never seen Blitzo this bothered before. Something really fucked up must’ve happened for him to be this visibly upset, “What happened?”
“Maybe I’ll tell you after I’m done with you.” Blitzø tried to flirt, and you only glared at him in response. He huffed in annoyance, “A lot of shit that I don’t want to talk about happened, okay? But one thing that did happen is that my ex said I don’t reciprocate in bed, and I know that shit is a lie.”
“So that’s what you need to prove to yourself? That you can please your bedmate?” you asked, rolling your eyes and leaning on the doorframe.
“Not just any bedmate!” Blitzø yelled, obviously getting worked up at the memory of whatever happened, “I need to prove that I can pleasure a pussy haver! That bitch made it seem like I don’t know where the clit is, and I cannot have that!”
Your eye twitched at the term ‘pussy haver,’ but still, you sighed and walked over towards the bed, “Yaknow, I don’t think you’ve ever eaten me out before.”
“Yeah, well, you’ve never sucked me off either. We’re more of the quick fuck type of booty call.” Blitzø rolled his eyes, “Now, am I gonna have to cut your stupid sleep shorts off or what?”
You stood silently in front of him for a moment, looking him up and down, trying to decide if you were really going to do this. The assassin seemed almost desperate for you to agree, and honestly, you did kind of want to see if he actually was good at eating pussy or not.
With a tired sigh, you slip out of your shorts and panties before climbing up onto your bed. Blitzø smirks at you before clapping his hands together and rubbing them, “You should also take your top off; I’m about to give you some real underboob sweat.”
“Literally, what the fuck?” You snap, glaring at him as he pushes your legs apart. The feeling of the cool air on your exposed core makes you shiver, and you quickly pull off your t-shirt.
Blitzø pulls your folds apart with his thumbs, exposing you even more, and spits on your pussy. You jump at the suddenness of his action and open your mouth to yell at him before he moves one of his thumbs, sliding it between your folds to spread his spit. You moan softly when he just barely brushes your clit, and you hear him mumble, “See, you fucking skank, I know exactly where the clit is.”
“Yep, you sure showed her. Now, why don’t you rub it or something.” You whined when his thumb only grazed the sensitive nub again.
“Oh no, I’m gonna do this right,” Blitzø said and began circling your entrance with his middle finger. “Which means I’m gonna draw it out as long as possible.”
You moan loudly when he slides his finger inside of you; your legs fall open impossibly wider as you glare down at him, “You’re an ass.”
“It’s your fault for thinking otherwise, sweetheart.” Blitzø meets your glare with a smirk before leaning down and flicking his forked tongue against your clit. Your hips buck up at the small bit of friction, pushing his finger deeper inside of you and making you grip the sheets tightly.
Using his free hand to hold your hips down against the bed, Blitzø started to pump his finger in and out of you slowly as he dragged his tongue between your folds. Every time the forked tip of his tongue cradled your clit, your hips jerked, and you moaned, no doubt alerting your neighbors to what you were up to.
After a few minutes of this slow torture, Blitzø finally pushed a second finger inside of you, making your back arch, “Oh fuck, Blitz.”
“Yeah, that's right,” Blitzø grunted against your mound, his fingers moving faster inside of you, “You better remember who’s making you feel this good.”
“Blitz your tongue-” You whine, missing the feeling of his mouth on you.
“What about it, sugar?” Blitzø asked, bringing this thumb up to rub agonizingly slow circles against your clit as his fingers continued to fuck into you, curling up just right and hitting your sweet spot. “Awe, does the dumb slut want my tongue on her clit? Are you gonna beg for it?”
You let out a frustrated groan, not wanting to give in to this stupid game but also needing his stupidly long tongue to cum, “Please, Blitz, fuck! Please use your tongue!”
“Well, when you ask so nicely.” You didn’t have to look at the imp to know he was smirking as he said that before he sucked your clit into his mouth, swirling his tongue around the small nub and making you all but scream.
You couldn’t help yourself anymore and reached down, grabbing Blitzø’s horns and pulling his face closer. You felt more than heard his muffled grunt of surprise, the noise vibrating against your sensitive skin and making your legs shake. That all-too-familiar heat began coiling in your abdomen, and you started rocking your hips against him as you moaned, “I’m so close!”
Something suddenly brushing against your left breast, pushing against your neglected nipple, and sending a shiver up your spine caught your attention. You pried your eyes open to see Blitzø had snaked his tail up your body, the flat end of it pressing against your tit until it lifted and came back down with a hard smack.
“Blitz fuck!” You cried out as you came, body overwhelmed with the amount of stimulation.
Blitzø continued his brutal pace as you soaked his face. His fingers still fucked against your g-spot, his tongue still circled your swollen clit, and his tail still smacked against your nipple until you were begging him to stop. He finally pulled away from you with a wet pop and leaned over you with a smirk while he licked his lips.
“So?” He asked, sounding out of breath but looking way more smug than when he showed up, “How was that?”
You panted, completely slumped against your bed, and getting pissed off at the sweaty feeling under your boobs, “That was-”
The sound of a high-pitched barking started blaring from Blitzø’s pocket, and you tilted your head to watch as he quickly pulled his phone out. You knew that was his daughter Loona’s ringtone, so when the imp’s eyes widened impossibly large before he scurried off the bed, you became nervous. “Blitz? Everything okay?”
“Yeah- shit!” Blitzø cursed as he fell off your bed, and you just rolled your eyes, “Yeah, Looney just needs me to pick her up!”
You just sat on your bed and listened as Blitzo ran out of your room and grabbed his jacket, “Okay, well-”
The sound of your front door opening and slamming shut cut you off, leaving you alone again. Looking at the clock on your nightstand, you saw time as a little past one in the morning and sighed. If it weren’t for the wet feeling between your legs and the satisfied ach in your body, it would almost feel like he’d never been at all.
You flopped back down on your bed with a huff, “Asshole.”
I did it guys I finished the fic high me decided I was gonna write😌
#helluva boss#helluva boss x reader#helluva blitzo#blitzo x reader#blitzo#blitzø x reader#blitz x reader#blitzø#helluva boss blitz#helluva boss oneshot#helluva boss fanfiction#blitzø smut#blitzo smut#blitz smut#helluva boss smut
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lookin dolly, i think i may go out tonight - r.c x f!reader
summary: rafe with his little pink princess !! except she's feeling a bit bratty . aka: rafe gets jealous and has to let you know you're a bratty little slut !!
warnings: SMUT MINORS DO NOT INTERACT, hyperfem!reader, "childish" reader ish, possessiveness, mention of alcohol and drugs, semi-public sex, fingering, head (f!recieving), hickies, mention of gun (never seen or used), daddy kink
word count: 1489
a/n: hi guys !!! tysm for all the support on my first writing <33 i hope u guys love this one too !! also, requests are open so feel free to send in some for blurbs !
"can you please hurry up . don't know how hard it is for you to fuckin' pick a dress and move ." rafe griped .
you'd been facetiming all your friends to ask for suggestions (and reject them all), and rafe was fed up . he'd known tonight would be a good night for business at topper's party, but thanks to you, he's losing potential customers .
" 's not that simple, rafey ! can't pick between these two . jus need to decide my skirt n then i'll be set, okay ? " you pouted and leaned to kiss his lips with glossy pink lips .
rafe's face curled in disgust at the sticky gloss, but he made no effort to wipe it off .
"what's even the fuckin' difference . same shit . " he grumbled, laying back down on your pink bed adorned with stuffed animals .
"yr' such a man, rafey . obviously, this one is more reddish pink 'n this is more purply pink ! " you rolled your eyes and stared again at the skirts . " hmm , think i'll wear that new white one instead, s that good, baby ? " you asked again .
" yea, yea that's good, babe . can we get goin' now ? " he replied hurriedly .
" kay, thank you ! " you quickly pulled on the skirt, sensing rafe's rush . " m ready ! can you please carry my purse to the car , rafey ? gotta reapply my lipstick since you stole so much of it ! " you giggled at the pink stain that had yet to leave rafe's lips still .
rafe grumbled but still grabbed your little white purse . definitely not for you, definitely because he just needed to get to the party quickly . he pushed your ass into his truck and buckled your seatbelt as you sprayed your perfume once more .
the drive wasn't long, but it gave you just enough time to finish talking about all the new drama in your social circle to rafe . who fucked who's boyfriend, who got sent to rehab, who's parents are getting a divorce . rafe just nodded his head , replying with " ohh "s or " wow no way "s when necessary, and you ate it up .
when you both finally reached kelce's house, rafe opened your door for you and helped you down with your cute sandal heels . you both walked in and parted ways almost immediately . rafe reminded you about not taking drinks from strangers and sticking with your friends, and you just rolled your eyes having heard this spiel over a hundred times . rafe headed to an isolated balcony to start selling his baggies of coke . you, of course, headed to the dance floor to see your friends !
after two hours of dancing and taking shots with your friends , your head was hazy and your body felt loose . so you didn't pay any mind when your friends started drifting further away and you were left dancing near a stranger who's eyes kept flitting down to the deep cut of your top . but rafe did . rafe's eyebrows pinched together when he made his way downstairs from the balcony to grab a drink . his night had been great; he'd been selling to customers back to back, and no one had started shit with him .
rafe fully descended the stairs, pushing his way through the crowd on the makeshift dance floor to reach you and the stranger who's eyes had now moved to the curve of your ass .
" you like the view , you fuckin' bitch ? " you heard a familiar voice curse out behind you .
you turned, halting your dancing, but smiled widely when you saw rafe . your mind was so hazy, nothing said to the stranger was getting through . all you could understand was how hot rafe looked mad .
" rafe ! come on, let's dance ! " you slurred out .
" woah man, i didn't know she was taken . no need to get mad . " the other guy said while holding his hands up and back away from the situation .
" yea you better fuckin' walk away 'fore i shoot you bitch . " rafe snarled out at the stranger shaking his head and scoffing, and quickly leaving you view .
" rafe ! what the heck ! why're you bein' so rude to strangers ? " you asked, tugging on his polo . " 'n don't be talkin' bout your gun in public . " you whispered the last part .
" maybe i won't if you stop shakin' your ass in tiny skirts 'round everybody like a damn whore . " he scoffed as he dragged you by your upper arm .
he led you confidently through the house, passing guest rooms occupied by people just like the two of you .
" c'mon rafey ! you know i never meant to ! hey, where're you takin' me ! " you screeched out while pouting and smacking rafe's strong bicep .
" takin' you to learn your damn lesson is where . " he pushed you gently by the center of your back into an empty little bathroom .
rafe slammed the bathroom door shut and locked it as he trapped your hips in between his and the sink counter . his eyes bored into yours through the mirror, and you could immediately sense his displeasure, even when you were drunk .
keeping his eyes locked on yours, he slowly bunched your skirt on your hips, grazing your ass underneath . your eye cotact broke when he peered down to see your thin, white cotton panties soaked through with your arousal .
" oh you've been leakin' all night, haven't you honey ? " he asked with faux empathy .
you just nodded your head , not realizing he couldn't see you , and relished in the attention he was giving your ass . rafe pinched the side of your thigh to remind you to use your words .
" mhm, yes rafey, been needin' you all night . " you replied with a twinge of whine in your voice .
rafe roughly pulled down your little thong, shoving it into his pocket after you stepped out of them .
" my poor girl, had to go show herself off to other men cause daddy was busy, huh ? " his cooed as his fingers began collecting your wetness with one hand, the other holding onto your thigh .
" please, please daddy, no more teasing . been needin' it all night, please . " you whined out, not having his antics anymore .
" don't fuckin care . you should've known it was comin, doll . wearin little things for other men like some kind of slut, aren't you ? " rafe cooes out as he slides one finger into your cunt slowly .
your legs almost buckle, but rafe's arm around your waist keeps you held up . he moves his finger in and out of your cunt, quickening his pace once you've adjusted . rafe adds his long ring finger along with his ring finger, stretching your walls further .
" daddy ! so good, so good daddy . " you moan loudly, scrunching your eyes closed .
" i know baby, daddy's so good to you . i'm always so good to you, workin hard 'n buyin you good shit . makin' you feel like a goddamn princess, yea baby ? " rafe's eyes were locked in on your pussy holding onto his two fingers .
he was in his own world, rambling on about how good he is to you and what a hardworker he is all while being mesmerized by how your pussy kept a tight hold on him .
" rafe, daddy, please . please more ! 'm so close , almost there daddy, please ! " you whined out as you felt your climax coming closer .
" c'mon baby, be good and cum all over my fingers, you got it " rafe encouraged you with his words and two thick fingers .
" cumming ! cumming , daddy ! " you squealed out as your orgasm washed over you .
your legs shook uncontrollably as rafe's fingers worked you through your orgasm , slowly pumping into your cut until they finally pulled out completly .
" good girl , such a good girl creamin' all over my cock , yea ? " rafe said as he ran his big hands up and down your hips and legs to soothe you .
" r-rafe... " your moaned out blissfully .
" shhh , i know angel "
rafe stood from his position , locking eyes with you in the mirror then pushing his head into your neck and hair to kiss you . he kept one hand on your waist and the other on the nape of your neck to hold you into place .
" y' did good , babe . always so good for me . " he reassured you . "just don't be pullin' no more stunts like that anymore , aight ? "
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4:57 am - bakugou katsuki
+ established relationship, soft bakugou
“Hello?”, came your worried voice, the phone call obviously dragging you from sleep.
“Fuck I’m sorry I forgot how early it is”, Bakugou said into the phone, sounding unusually quiet.
“No it’s okay, is everything okay?”, the silence that greeted your question caused your heart rate to speed up. “Katsuki?”
“Yeah, yeah sorry everything’s fine. I just”, he cut himself off with a long sigh. “It’s just fucking stressful over here, I don’t even know what I’m doing half the time and I fucking miss you”
You weren’t surprised by this phone call, every now and then when katsuki was away for work he’d get to the point where he just felt completely overwhelmed, and you were the only person he felt like he could actually express his feelings to.
“I miss you too”, you say softly, trying to gather the right words “I know me saying this doesn’t help but I’m sorry you're stressed, and I know you feel like you're not doing stuff right but you know there’s no one else more capable to handle this situation”, he lets out a soft chuckle, and you could practically see his tense shoulders begin to relax. “I hardly know half the shit you go through with work but I do know that you are the strongest and smartest pro I know so if anyone can figure out what’s going on it’s you”
“Strongest and smartest huh?”, you giggle, wishing you could see the smirk that you knew was creeping up on his face.
“What can I say I only date winners”,
“Oh stroking my ego nice aren’t cha?”, he asks, and you can hear the smile in his voice.
“Figured you needed to be reminded you’re the best”, you say, earning another light chuckle.
“I love you”, smiling, you roll over, looking over at his empty side of the bed.
“I love you too”,
“Sorry I woke you up”, you shake your head as if he can see you.
“Don’t be, I miss your voice this is nice”, he chuckles
“At what 5 am?”, you shrug, a yawn escaping past your lips.
“I have off tomorrow I’ll be okay”
“Okay, but I’ll let you go” he says, sounding bummed.
“FaceTime me so I can fall asleep next to your face”, you don’t even give him a chance to respond before switching the call to FaceTime. “Hi”
“Hi”, he’s laying down in a hotel room, looking about as tired as you feel.
“We can both fall asleep”, you say softly, laying on your side and propping the phone up. He does the same thing, lightly shaking his head at how silly this seems.
“Alright well good night”, he mumbles, you both quickly getting comfortable, both exhausted from the multiple nights of sleeping alone.
“Good night”, you whisper, letting sleep swallow you up easily for the first time in what’s felt like weeks.
It takes Bakugou a little bit longer to finally fall asleep but he’s more than happy to watch you sleep safe and sound.
a/n: it’s been forever since I’ve written something omg but I’m trying to get back into writing so if anyone has any request throw them at me!!
#bakugou x reader#bakugou katsuki#bakugou fluff#bnha bakugou#bakugou imagine#bakugou x you#katsuki bakugo mha#bnha headcannons#bnha x reader#bnha imagines#mha#mha x reader#mha fluff#katsuki smut#katsuki x y/n#katsuki bakugō#katsuki x you#bnha bakugo katsuki#katsuki x reader#mha headcanons#mha imagines#.writing ☕️
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♢ Spider-Man Noir BF HC’S ♢
➟ Spider-Man Noir / GN!Reader 🕸️
➟ SFW / NSFW
➟ TW : 1930’s Attitudes, The Great Depression, Injuries/Blood, Sexual Content, & Smoking.
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— Let’s set one thing straight, he is husband material.
— The moment y’all start dating is when he starts thinking of marriage. Obviously he’s from the 1930’s so he probably thinks more in terms of “ I Man, I Husband “. I don’t think it’s to the point of being toxic though :)
— Peter has a gun, yes a gun, that he is not afraid to use especially when it comes to you. He’s always clutching you close to him whenever y’all go outside and keeping a close eye on the environment around him. He already lost Uncle Ben, he is NOT losing you too.
— A total gentleman : flowers, taking your coat, kissing your hand, he goes the whole nine yards.
— It’s hard for him to just be comfortable sometimes. Experience the Great Depression and being Spider-Man has left him a nervous wreck who just can’t calm down. He’s always expecting the worse. In other words, please treat this man like he’s the best thing in the whole world, he needs it.
— A music lover who would be even more smitten if you danced with him. He’ll hum to the tune and spin you around the livingroom with this big, goofy smile on his face.
— Peter runs off of coffee, cigarettes, and adrenaline. He doesn’t have the easiest line of even as a civilian and often works late into the night. He’s always exhausted when he gets home and just wants to fall into bed beside you.
— Is pretty always big spoon. It’s just easier since he’s more then a likely taller than you plus he likes taking on the protector role.
— A decent chef. He can definitely make a mean dinner and has learned a few tips/tricks from Aunt May.
— Patch up his wounds! He’s a good patient who just sits there with this glint of admiration in his eyes as you clean up any blood or stitch close a deeper cut. He’ll absolutely tease you by asking if you can “ kiss it better “.
— He writes sappy poetry. It’s mostly just for kicks and giggles though he can definitely whip out something that really touches your heart. He gets flustered if you thank him for the poetry and just hides his red face behind his hat Jotaro style.
— Peter wants to eventually move away from New York to somewhere much quieter. He wants to marry you and have a big house. If you want kids that’s more than okay with him and if you don’t he’s content on settling for a dog. He absolutely loves dogs.
♢ NSFW ♢
— While not the most experienced person sexually he still knows how to have a good time.
— Peter’s libido isn’t the highest and sex is more of a celebratory/occasional thing. You got a job promotion? Cool! Peter wants to bang you on the couch until the walls are white and the multiverse rips apart.
— I think Peter definitely gets aroused a lot he just doesn’t act on his feelings. He doesn’t exactly have time to take an hour away for some much needed love making.
— But when he does get that hour away? Oh boy howdy prepare yourself.
— I already discussed that there is more than likely a height difference and he takes that to his advantage. It’s easy to just scoop you up no matter how heavy you are and have sex with you right against the kitchen wall.
— Like he’ll rip your clothes off in the heat of the moment then promise to buy your another shirt later.
— RIDE 👏🏻 THIS 👏🏻 MAN 👏🏻 - He doesn’t mind just kicking back and letting you take control for a bit. He lets out the hottest noises and when you’re thighs are aching from bouncing on him? He just manually fucks you on his cock all while telling you about how nice you feel tensing around him.
— No surface in your place is safe. Kitchen counter, bed, couch .. you’ve been banged on all of them.
— Wants to stuff you full of as much of his cum as possible. He’ll cum into over and over again until your stomach is bloated with his release.
— He’s big! It can be an adjustment taking his dick and he’s fully aware of his size. He’s always whispering encouragements to you, telling you about how good you look taking him like this. His balls are big too lmao.
#Spider-Man Noir#into the spider verse#across the spiderverse x reader#atsv x reader#spider-man noir X reader#spider-noir X reader#it’s like 1 am help me#nsft concept#smut#fluff#Peter Parker X reader#itsv X reader#headcanons#spiderverse
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★̶̲ [ 𝐩𝐢𝐥𝐥𝐨𝐰 𝐩𝐫𝐢𝐧𝐜𝐞𝐬𝐬 ]
✎ sub gepard + dom gn reader (cock can be read as strap) notes: feminization, lingerie, overstimulation, praise and a bit of degradation, calling gepard princess; i was so lazy to write anything but here i go again.
“Shit…look at that ass princess”, you groan to gepard, staring at his reflection through the mirror. Your hands groping his plump ass so tightly it would surely leave marks. The blonde haired boy seated on your lap muffles a whimper as he turns to look at himself in the mirror.
The flush on his neck and cheeks start flaring when he notices his position on your lap. The captain of the silvermane gaurds was appearing no less sluttier than a hooker and how this was a blessing for you.
You were seated at the edge of the bed, gepard on your lap, in your dimly lit bedroom.
However it wasn’t the way you two were seated but in actuality, what was gepard wearing, that made the entire situation a hundred times more filthy. Something that made you want to ravish your pretty boy.
He had decided to surprise you by wearing a white and blue lingerie set the night before you both took off for a trip with serval to the underworld for work related issues. And sure as hell, gepard was delighted when he saw the way your eyes lit up upon laying your eyes on him in that attire.
A baby blue transparent lacey bralette which showed off his perky nipples and huge pecs so prettily. They were also in the shape of a butterfly so it looked extremly adorable.
But the thong. Oh goodness the thong. It was satin and so intricately designed but it was barely able to keep his weeping cock in. The raging bulge, which he had tried to hide from you was futile the moment you pulled him onto your lap. Your hands obviously unable to keep to themselves when you saw your lover like this.
His plush bubble butt was making it very difficult to see the line of the thong going down his hole but given the loving pervert you were, you spread his soft cheeks apart and just slightly moved the thin strip of fabric to show off his pink pulsing hole.
���Fuck, look at that princess, your tight hole is looking so greedy”, you grinned to yourself as gepard turned his flushed face away from the mirror and whined in the crook of your neck. He was embarrassed but so badly turned on by your words. They were fucking honey to his ears.
“Its okay gepard, you know how much i love you and fucking that pretty little ass of yours?”, you caressed his back all the while slowly kneading his soft ass because you just god damn can’t keep your hands off of them. It was fucking impossible.
“Uh huh”, he nods shyly, tightly holding on to you and slowly grinding on your crotch, unconsciously. The way you were touching him. The soft massages, the dirty whispers, the lust in your voice, it was making his hard dick throb and his hole clench like anything.
Why did his damn sister have to come tomorrow?! It was the only day he was getting free and he had planned to spend the entire day with you!
But it doesn’t matter now, because he will be getting dicked down by you tonight, no matter what! He needs it or the lord so help him tomorrow.
.・。.・゜✭・.・✫・･.・゜*: ﾟ✧*:･・゜゜・・
Loud, whorish moans filled the room while hips slapped against each other. Gepard’s face was all flushed and red. The pearly tears running down his face and his swollen bruised lips further intensified the ruined look.
Hands flinging on to scratch at the pillows he was laid upon, he feared he may rip them open but who cares now when you have been pounding into him like a madman. Not stopping even once.
The thong and bralette now tossed aside (and probably ripped?) with the rest of your clothes on the floor. His eyes focused and unfocused, staring at you as garbled moans left his throat, too far gone to be ashamed by own his voice.
Tightly gripping his waist as you plummeted your cock deep in him, he could feel your swollen tip hit his prostate, every time. Your thrusts were angled as such because of the way your dick just knew the entirety of his insides so well. Going in and out of him at such a pace you didn’t think was possible but it was expected after a month of no intimacy.
You grin, licking your lips, looking at the debauchery under you. Drool dripping down his chin, mouth wide agape and spilling such beautiful moans only you were a witness to, his teary blue eyes staring at you with such love and lust. Like you were his saviour.
The saviour who was breaking him. Ripping him apart.
“Fffuck princess you look so beautiful getting ruined on my cock”, he nods dumbly, babbling yess’, eyelashes fluttering open and shut as he feels another orgasm approaching him. His warm walls squeezing down on your dick.
The cum pooling on his stomach along with his hard throbbing cock slapping across his abs was so obscene. You were groaning just looking at how filthy he looked. His hoarse screams calling out your name as if it was a mantra and you just cooed to him. He was your princess. Your good girl.
“You see this b-baby? See my dick going in and out of your cunt?”, you moan and gepard, even though was dizzy, looked down and mewled at the sight. “Oh i love you so fucking much honey”, you groaned out.
The way his tight hole was swallowing you all up was making him lightheaded. A guttural moan left his lips at the way his hole was enveloping your entire dick. Covered in his and your cum, veiny and so fucking thick. All from the tip to the base. Splitting him open. Taking it all in just like the good whore he was.
How was his poor little ass even able to take it all in?
“s too good, t-too goooooddd”, he babbles, his insides clenching down on your thick cock, while your tip rammed into his prostate. Eyes rolling back into his skull, his squeals were making the blood thump in your ears.
His back arched and he groaned into your mouth, chasing after your lips. “ghh s-stop am g-gonna cum~”, his hands smacked at your chest trying to get you to slow down but you were way stronger than him. Scratches on your chest were the result of his already losing attempt to push you away.
But you hissed, liking the pain. I guess it was a way of making yourself feel that you belong to him. Just like he does to you.
His legs trembled as you used both of your hands to push him into a mating press, trying to get your already huge dick further deep inside him. Sheating your entire dick in his tight little hole. He shook his head back, choking out sobs and lolling his tongue out when he felt your entire dick literally upto his throat. Jolts running down his entire body with each thrust. Oh heavens you were so big.
“Am gonna fuck a baby into your womb”, you groaned out, rocking your hips in and out of him with a feral speed. “Fffuck yesyesyesyesshh”, gepard slurred as he came again. Not comprehending anything your saying. Just dumbly agreeing and nodding like a dumb slut. His throbbing cock shooting out spurts of cum, covering his chest and chin while his legs spasmed.
His entire body was shivering as you slowly stilled your motion to stop. His throat barely able to make any noise now after the way he was screaming your name when he came but still allowing his heavy breaths accompanied with low, hoarse whimpers.
“Princess?….gepard are you okay?”, you inched closer to his face as you slowly lowered his legs down but still remained inside him.
You softly smiled looking at his sleeping face. Rosy cheeks stained with tears and pretty eyelashes shut. His adorable lips formed into pout, just like they always are when he falls asleep.
“He passed out?!”, you laughed to yourself before kissing him on his eyelids. Looks like you fucked him too hard.
#.rizzler#hsr#honkai star rail#honkai gepard#sub gepard#sub honkai#sub honkai star rail#honkai smut#honkai star rail smut#gepard smut#.gepard
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könig headcanons
warnings: afab!reader, mentions of unprotected sex, oral sex, thigh riding and fucking, and an (accidentally) broken condom lol
A/N: this is so self indulgent LMFAO. can you believe i've had this sitting in my drafts for over three weeks? i hope y'all enjoy bc there's not enough content for this man fr! gif not mine :)
will use your fingers as a human fidget toy
he likes to rub his chin when he’s thinking real hard about something
loves grapes (green ones only, and they have to be cold)
the left corner of his nose constantly gets dry for whatever reason so he’s always needing to put extra lotion there
hums under his breath without realizing it and it's the cutest thing ever. especially if he’s alone with you, or if he’s just relaxed and in his element
he really loves to cook but he's too lazy to do the cleanup after he's done
has better than 20/20 eyesight; idk, i just feel deep in my soul that he does
if he's lying on his stomach and you start rubbing his back or scratching it, he'll literally melt it is the most relaxing thing in the world to him
his morning voice is super deep and raspy. i feel so strongly about this it just has to be true
is a snob about bread. he just likes a nice warm loaf of well baked bread okay?
when you first started dating, it would sometimes scare him when he would wake up in the middle of the night and see you lying there peacefully next to him; he had never shared a bed with someone else before so it took him a while to get used to it
but once he does he literally will treat you like a human body pillow. which sounds cute in theory but it's not 😭 like if you need to go pee in the middle of the night, good luck getting yourself untangled from him without waking him up (spoiler alert: it's not really possible to do bc he's the lightest sleeper on planet earth). you can either hold it or deal with a groggy and slightly grumpy könig the next day lolol
is the clingiest bf ever. if you let him, könig will sit on the floor next to you while you’re in the bath and hold your hand if you dangle it off the side of the tub while you watch a show together
speaking of baths this man hates taking them. he's never found a tub big enough to fit him so he just doesn't bother. he hates when his skin gets super wrinkly from being in water for too long anyways
loves to put a bunch of creamers and sweeteners in his coffee. the first time you took him to starbucks he was like a kid in a candy shop when you told him all the different flavored syrups that they had
doesn't like swimming; i mean he knows how to do it (bc of his job) but it's not his favorite thing to do. he feels like the water is always working against him lol
yeah he has social anxiety but when he's with you? especially once he gets comfy with you? yeah that's a different man entirely
like he loves to tease you constantly, is very cocky, and is super funny in a witty dry humor type of way
is absolutely the type of boyfriend to keep a joke going once he sees you're laughing really hard at it just so he can continue to hear your laugh :,)
know how to make jams from scratch for some reason; his favorites are peach and strawberry jam
one time he finished making a fresh batch of jams; you tied cute little ribbons around the jars and jokingly said you were "proud of the jams we made"
könig shaking his head because you didn't do shit except for stir a few times and sneak some tastes when you *thought* he wasn't looking (he's always looking)
buuuut he loves you so he plays along and tells you that you did amazing
makes fun of you if you like to watch cheesy or dumb shows but then 10 minutes later he's on the couch next to you, fully invested and asking you who the characters are and what's going on in the plot
is bad at sharing his food. even with you. he's more than happy to get you seconds but just don't touch his food, alright?
love language is 📢PHYSICAL TOUCH📢
followed by acts of service and quality time obviously. but yeah... the man is handsy. better get used to it
nsfw
first time you guys did it, it was awkward but in a really cute way. he was very, very nervous but also overly confident at the same time somehow? it was a potent mix
he'd watched porn before and gotten himself off but he didn't really know what to expect irl. he just knew that he wanted to make you feel good
when you tried to put one of the condoms you had on him, it broke. this man is huge so EVERY part of him is huge. like it just split clean in half 😭 and he turned bright red and started apologizing profusely
it was super intense up until that happened and you just started bursting into giggles which just made him grab your neck and kiss you to shut you up
that laughter turned into moaning real quick mhm
you eventually just told him to pull out and you would take a morning-after pill just in case; the prospect of fucking you without a condom made him more excited than he wanted to admit
has a ridiculous amount of stamina, we're talking three rounds at the absolute LEAST
LOVES thigh fucking and cannot get enough of it. especially since he can go for a lot of rounds, and if you tire more easily, he loves it as an alternative. something about cumming all over your thighs sends him into overdrive
speaking of thighs, thigh riding? oh yeah. that'll do it for him. that'll do it! his eyes would go so wide with awe at the fact that he could make you feel that good without doing anything. especially if you wrap your hands around his neck and you're so close to his face that your noses are touching; you're panting and trying your hardest not to moan loudly so no one else will hear? he's gonna fucking fall apart
whenever he's on top of you, he's infinitely careful to not put all of his weight own you, despite you telling him multiple times that you wouldn't mind and that you could handle it
dirty talk would get him flustered but at the same time, he'd have the stupidest grin on his face if you did it
if you wear lingerie he'll like- he'll literally die and go to heaven. especially the fancy ones with the garters and the stockings, even though he has absolutely zero clue how they work. like i'm imagining him sitting on the edge of the bed, you standing in front of him and staring right into his eyes as you guide his hands to the garters to take the stockings off (JUST GAVE MYSELF BUTTERFLIES LEMME RUN A LAP REAL QUICK)
okay i'm back where were we
i feel like what he does after you're done sort of depends on you. like if you get a huge burst of energy after sex and you wanna stay up and talk he will totally do it. but also if you're the type of person that immediately falls asleep after he'll go right to sleep with you
if he’s on top and you dig your fingers into his biceps he will bust right then and there. trust me.
THIS MAN EATS PUSSY FOR PLEASURE PERIOD. i will not accept any other truth. he’ll literally grind down into the sheets while he’s eating you out and has probably accidentally came a few times from doing so. he especially loves when your thighs squeeze around his head, and all the pretty little noises you make when he does it. as soon as he can tell you’re close he starts to give you the most intense eye contact while he’s doing it and it’ll probably send you over the edge
he loves being on top because he can cage you in and he has access to your neck to give it non-stop kisses and hickeys
but on the other hand he also loves it when you're on top; his hands will never leave your hips and he'll be gripping onto them like his life depends on it
when he cums, he cums hard and a lot. it's basically like a fountain... sometimes, when he does it while he's still inside of you, there'll be so much that it actually leaks out of you and onto the bed
was kind of self conscious about it and felt bad for making a mess until you told him it was nothing to be embarrassed about and it had actually turned you way on
for someone that doesn't prefer to talk all that much outside, this man is--whew. he is vocal like he is fucking paid to do it. especially when he's about to cum or if you're on top of him. this is a man that is not afraid to moan fr fr.
he's always asking you if you're okay and if what he's doing feels good to you. "is this alright?" is a sentence you've heard countless times and yet it still gives you goosebumps always
unspoken rule that if you're wearing his clothes you're gonna get fucked right then and there 😭 just accept it. könig seeing his SO in his clothes is always gonna do it for him!
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