#pillowfuck

[nkogneatho]

𝐂𝐈𝐓𝐘'𝐒 𝐇𝐎𝐓𝐓𝐄𝐒𝐓 𝐌𝐀𝐍 𝐈𝐒 𝐒𝐄𝐂𝐑𝐄𝐓𝐋𝐘 𝐀 𝐖𝐇𝐎𝐑𝐄 𝐎𝐍 𝐀 𝐏𝐎𝐑𝐍𝐒𝐈𝐓𝐄- 𝐂𝐀𝐌𝐁𝐎𝐘 𝐆𝐎𝐉𝐎

—cw: fem!reader, male and female masturbating, fingering, fistfucking, pillowfucking (put me in a cage pls), desperate gojo because i'll never shut up about that. not proofread.

—a/n: i wish his seiyuu had an asmr channel just like nanami's so this drabble would've been longer. enjoy though <33

You're used to stalking the social media of people you go out with. It comes naturally. Well you live alone in this city, and you sure as hell don't want to stumble across a creep with no defense. You never know what's crippling it's way across this sinful city at night. The questionable news reports just added the oil to the fire of your anxiety. So it was natural that tonight, you were stalking another one of your dates. Gojo Satoru. You knew he was pretty popular when those hand had to leave yours to dap or fist bump his peers on your first date. It's almost as if fifty percent of the city knew him, like a celebrity. If he was really so popular, it would be easy to dig up info about him.

That's what led to you eagerly scrolling past his Instagram, flipping through each highlight as if you were a child who just found the greatest comic book.

party,

party,

and parties.

it was like his mantra the way his entire feed was just him dancing under the influence, in outfits too expensive and champagne to rich. He bathed in the luxury and the people around him were pleasuring off the drops sprinkling. So perfect that he had everyone wrapped around his finger. But won't he do the same to you? Overpower you. All those riches and he decided to go out with you, just so he could make you one of his whores, you were sure about that.

"Ugh, fuck it." You groaned, tossing your phone away. "Guess i'll have to use my hand again."

You opened your laptop, went incongnito typing the first letter, but your autocorrect knew better. It's like it has memorised what you do at this hour. But autocorrect works on algorithms so you were sure it's your fault that you visit the site so frequently.

The porn website was open and you clicked on search button, specifically typing "hot men jerking off webcam." It was one of your favorite things to watch.

You scrolled through the popular videos you had already watched maybe a million times. There was a reason they were popular. So you just changed the filter and selected "new to old". After rummaging through some of the boring videos, your eyes landed on the preview of one with the most beautiful cock. longest even. Curiously, you click on it. The video starts with the man rubbing his boner through the boxers. You put a hand inside your panties, and all you want right now is for him to take his boxers off. After a few minutes, he does and his long light peach cock springs out. when he leans back, your eyes do a double take.

is that gojo fucking satoru??

And indeed it was. The man who earlier gave you the rich spoiled misogynistic son vibes was now moaning like a slut, begging his viewers to ride their imaginary pussy. He had zero shame. Although...why didn't you log out?? Why did you not switch to some other video?

Because holy shit he is fistfucking his cock like an animal in heat. The chair is shaking and making squeaking noises but fuck who cares about that. Listen to his moans. His fucking whimpers. He changed his placement and now he was on the bed, had the pillow folded in half only to start ramming his dick into it. God! Is this the real Gojo Satoru? Is this what he is? A camboy whoring his body out. Because he has generational wealth so there's no way he is foung that for money. So the only logical answer is because he is such a fucking pussywhore that his exhibitionist cock only cums when there are others watching it.

Your fingers starts vigorously pumping in your cunt. They weren't long enough to reach and you were actually wishing Satoru was fucking you instead of that pillow because look. Look at that long dick. Look at the pretty flushed tip with his precum glistening. Fuck, how'd he taste on your? Sweet? Sour? But you know it would taste warm and filthy for sure.

The man in the screen increases his pace and so do you, imitating him. you want to cum at the same time. you want to see what his cum looks like on the gray pillowcase. your middle finger starts stimulating your clit even more while Satoru in the screen is now snapping his hips rougly against the bed, in the pillow. you imagine yourself in the position. Prone Bone. Never tried it but if it is what he is doing, then you're sure as hell down. It's the way his thrusts can be heard banging against the wood under the mattress even if there's not skin for his to slap against. compared to what other camboys do, talk about how they're going to ruin your dirty little pussy, gojo's is different. he does say he'll ruin your pussy but it's hotter because it is followed by endless pleas.

"fuck—lemme ruin this pussy—anh! please, yeah? gonna make you feel so good, baby please?" almost as if he is actually fucking someone. and you don't think twice before assuming he is talking to you. It's okay to be delusional sometimes. Specially when his words make you cum so hard, that you are whining at the lack of more girth to clench around. you look at the screen and Satoru came too. And he was whimpering. Like actually whimpering because it felt so good. Hot strings of cum now soaked in the pillow. Shit.

When you come back from the bathroom after washing yourself, you hear a notification. you pick up your phone to find a "Free tomorrow night?" from the same man who indirectly made you cum so hard tonight. And after what you saw today, you would be a fucking idiot to miss a chance like this.

"Yeah, Of course. Can't wait to see you tomorrow."

*Sent*

#gojo smut #gojo x reader #gojo satoru x reader #jjk smut #jjk x reader #jujutsu kaisen smut #jujutsu kaisen x reader #gojo x you #gojo drabbles #jjk drabbles #gojo x y/n #gojo satoru smut #jjk x you #jjk x y/n #gojo x female reader #gojo x fem!reader

[dante-mightdie]

Simon has at the very least THOUGHT about using inanimate objects to get off. When he'd first heard about the different methods like the banana peel, cantaloupe in the microwave, hell even a vacuum cleaner he'd just scoff. He can't believe how desperate people can be... Meanwhile, he's brainstorming of all the possible positions and places in the house he could fuck his folded up pillow next. So far his favorite is next to the window that gets him a nice view of his cute neighbor's backyard.

perv!simon i’m gnawing through the metal bars of my enclosure to get to you

c/w: pillowfucking, talks of dub-con, somnophiia, stalker!simon, perv!simon, breaking in, panty-stealing and panty-sniffing

he honestly has some nerve acting as though he’s better than these desperate people who fuck warmed-up fruit or household appliances. you’re one of them, simon

your pillow his pillow has a permanent crease down the middle from how often it gets folded in half and fucked full of his multiple loads. loves pinning it down to the windowsill so it’s at perfect waist height for him to jackhammer his hips into whilst watching you drink your morning coffee

it always jerks an orgasm out of him when you spot him at his window and give him that darling smile with a wave, completely oblivious to what he’s doing under the window

he’s not as bad as these losers because he’s not desperate, he tells himself. he could have you whenever he wanted. you’re only next door. he’d only have to wait until nightfall to climb in through your bedroom window that you always leave open. for bad men like him <3

he’d only have to count the bottle of melatonin pills next to your bed to figure out if you’d taken one for the night. and then once he has his answer, he’ll climb into your bed and play with your sleeping body

but he doesn’t want to do that. well, he does but he knows it would be so much better if you were awake, begging him for it the first time you make love <3

so he settles for taking the panties off that you were sleeping in before slinking back home to sniff them and jerk off until his cock is raw :(

#mw2 #cod mw2 #ghost #simon ghost riley #simon riley #simon riley x reader #ghost x reader #simon ghost riley x reader #ghost simon riley #simon riley x you #simon riley smut #perv!simon

[rottenrosethorns]

What about sextexting with re2 (or re4) leon while he's away on a work mission??? This idea just seems so 😩if you're not comfortable with it, that's okay too!

Pairing: RE2!Leon Kennedy x afab!Reader 

Genre: Sexting/Video Call AU, Smut 

Synopsis: While away on a mission, Leon has a hard time getting you out of his mind and vice versa. So when calling to check up, you have other plans to fill that void of loneliness. 

Word Count: 4.0K

Warnings: 18+ MINORS DO NOT INTERACT; swearing, mentions of grooming, pillowfucking, dildo, blowjob, handjob, mutual masturbation, guided masturbation, lingerie, name calling (good boy, naughty boy) 

A/N: Special thanks to @starcrossedreaders for this request and graciously allowing me to change it because I had poop ideas! This is based on another smut I wrote a long time ago, but I hope it’s okay! Also, im writing this as my flight got delayed so I’m at the airport for 9 HOURS, so keep your expectations low :))))

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- masterlist - 

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“What the fuck am I doing here?” 

Leon groaned into the clean pillow of his hotel bed, face buried into its plushness as he sunk further into the mattress to alleviate the ache in his bones. Within the past forty-eight hours, he’d been flown across the country, forced into a suit to play guard dog for yet another socialite event, and thrown to the wolves commonly known as the rich singles that found an attractive police officer turned security guard a fun toy to play with. Just thinking about the much older women that were more than willing to groom him into submission made him shudder as he snuggled deeper into the crisp white sheets. With events like this, Leon wished he’d been put on traffic patrol near downtown square instead. 

Grumbling, Leon forced himself to sit up and glance at his phone for any notification from you. Much to his dismay, his phone was blank with not even a missed call to excite some hope into him. He couldn’t blame you though, knowing that you were still at work and couldn’t get to your phone for another few hours. Leon just wished he was back home laying in your bed with him in your arms instead of this hotel with bedding material way too stiff for his liking. But of course, his flight wouldn’t depart until tomorrow, leaving Leon to spend the entirety of his night missing you. 

Peeling himself out of the bed, he hoped a hot shower would help him feel better physically. Spoiler alert, it didn’t. Huffing, Leon found himself in his original position with his face first into the sheets and the only difference being that he had wet hair now. Flopping over, he closed his eyes, exhaling heavily as he attempted to succumb to the peace that sleep offered. Unfortunately, sleep seemed to avoid him as Leon continued to lay there lifeless in silence and darkness as his mind drifted and began to daydream about you out of boredom. At least in his consciousness, Leon could be by your side in whatever scenario he desired. 

In his daydream, Leon saw your pleasantly surprised smile as you greeted him at the front door of your house. Walking through the threshold, Leon felt your arms wrap about his neck and shoulders as you stood on the tips of your toes to properly embrace him. Snuggling his face into the crook of your neck, Leon smelled your freshly washed clothing which instantly soothed him, reminding him that this scent was what home felt like. Pulling back, Leon tasted the sweetness of your lips as you pressed a long, loving kiss on his desperate lips. Looking into the depths of your eyes, Leon heard your soft whispers as you confessed how much you missed and loved him while he was gone. For a while, he relished in the warmth that you provided as he moved to squeeze you tighter as if you were to dissipate any second. However, as much as he yearned at his memories, the vision of you slowly blurred and scattered as the warmth and comfort of your body against his reverted to the cold, plush pillow as the fabric scratched against the skin of his naked chest. Frustrated, Leon threw the pillow across the room, leaving the bed empty along with the loneliness of his aching heart. 

After a moment of silence to gather his thoughts, Leon realized how childish he acted just because he was missing his significant other who would more than likely call him after done with work. Embarrassed with his neediness, Leon shamefully walked over to pick up the discarded pillow and went back to bed, but this time properly cuddling the pillow as if to fill the void as he continued his make-believe scenarios. Leon was well aware that a pillow could never, ever replace your comfort, but this was all he got and this would have to do for now. 

When he closed his eyes again, images of your carefree smile accompanying your fit of giggles blessed Leon’s affection starved heart. Giddy with excitement, Leon snuggled closer into the pillow, pressing himself firmly into the cotton mass which happened to accidentally brush against his groin. The sensation was not at all arousing, yet the images of you contorted into something much more erotic. 

Leon froze with fear as worries washed over his consciousness. If he bucked his hips, would it feel good? If it felt good, would he be confident enough to use a hotel pillow to get off to the thought of you? It wasn’t as if anyone was watching nor would anyone know what he was doing in the privacy of his single hotel room stay, but the little voice in his head reasoning how weird he would be and how embarrassing it would be if he did cum to dry humping a pillow wrecked his nerves to the core. 

It was almost enough to discourage him. Almost. 

Leon swore he would’ve stopped, he really, really did. But he couldn’t help but let his mind drift towards you again, but this time with your legs fully opened and waiting. The sight of your glistening pussy and the curvature of your thighs were far too much for Leon to resist. The way that you looked up at him all innocently as your cavern clenched in anticipation sent him in disarray. So much so that he didn’t even realize he’d already begun rutting into the pillow. Looking down, Leon eyed the imprint of his hard on as his cock twitched to be halfway erected. As guilty as he was, Leon’s embarrassment for being so desperate for you was easily trumped with his lewd needs. 

Leon shifted himself to sit up and rest his back against the headboard. Dick in hand, Leon pumped himself, twisting and tugging in the manner that you would’ve had if you were in the room with him. Leon hated teasing himself, but you loved it. And if you were the one touching Leon right now, that meant he had to edge himself to orgasm as he interchangeably bounced  between jerking his fully hardened cock to adding hints of teasing squeezes along his shaft before teasing his tip. 

“Fuck, yeah. Just like that, baby,” Leon scrunched his brows as if your memory would brighten behind his eyelids. He watched as your hands worked all along him, smearing his precum to lubricate the rest of his touch starved dick. He continued building the momentum of his fantasy for a few more minutes before his crave for release begged him to change his rhythm. Obeying his needs, Leon swiftly flipped himself over, using one hand to fold the pillow and pin it on the mattress. With the other hand, Leon guided his pulsating cock into the folds of the pillow and drove himself fully with a careful, experimental thrust. 

Leon cringed with discomfort, underestimating the roughness of the fabric against the rawness of his bare dick. As much as he wanted to stop his sinful act, Leon’s desperate need for release overpowered his discomfort, thus justifying him to continue his steady ruts into the folds of the pillow. Since the pillow was not nearly as satisfying as you were – greatly due to the lack of slick wetness and warmth – Leon had plenty of time to experiment which angle and pace of thrusts felt better than other methods. Triumphantly, Leon was quick to discover that the faster he thrusted, the less he cared about the rough feeling of the fabric. 

Once comfortable in pace, Leon shifted his focus back to you, specifically with your legs spread wide underneath him. He never understood how missionary was always such an underrated position. He loved seeing how much he ruined you. Whether it was the pleasurable tears prickling your lashes or biting your bottom lip in hopes of suppressing your moans, Leon wanted to see it all. There was no hiding from him, he wanted to know anything and everything about you, especially when it was about delivering you euphoric pleasure. Leon began to work up a sweat as he pounded harsher. For a brief moment, he felt himself get a little closer towards his much needed release until the overwhelming feeling of dryness paired with the rough fabric killed whatever inkling of pleasure was present. 

"No, no, no, please," Leon mumbled in desperation as he sloppily rutted his hips forward. Like a starved man, Leon did everything in his power to overtake the pillow's hindrance. In his defense, Leon was so close to winning, but his desperation washed out his blurry view of you underneath him. No matter how hard he tried, Leon couldn't bring you back; therefore, indefinitely killing his mood and causing both his body and dick to fall limp in disappointment of a robbed release. 

"Damn it," Leon threw the dirtied pillow somewhere across his room. It was useless for sleeping now anyways and apparently more so for fucking. Once softened, Leon redressed himself, heading straight under the covers to hide from the world and let sleep silence his embarrassing thoughts of self judgment. As usual, the lull of slumber snuffed the scattering voices in his head, offering a momentary period of peace. When he opened his eyes, Leon knew he barely got much sleep, inferring the time to be somewhere around the early morning hours based on the shadow casted room and the muffled ambiance of the city’s nightlife. He closed his eyes, dismissing whatever notification popped up on his phone to be irrelevant, yet no matter how hard he tried to go back to sleep, it seemed like sleep didn’t want him. Thus, Leon took the chance to reverse the sleepiness in his eyes and take a glance at his phone. 

[ Wanna call? ]

…..

You stretched your aching muscles, wincing at the strain as your bones let out a satisfying pop. You’d just gotten home from hanging out with Claire and Rebecca for the evening. They knew how much you missed Leon while he was away, so the two of them took the liberty to invite you out after work to keep your yearning thoughts about Leon’s absence at bay. At first, the night started off fun and casual as usual, like sitting down at a nice restaurant and maybe grabbing a few drinks to release the day’s tension. However, before you could excuse yourself, Claire and Rebecca had other plans as they dragged you towards this new shop that just opened up. The only thing was that this shop was more so an adult clothing and toy store compared to the usual thrift shops you all frequented. At first, you refused to enter with them, not finding a reason to embarrass yourself while browsing for toys. You had Leon and that’s all you needed. But of course, for every argument you posed, Claire had a perfect counter argument to prove you wrong. Eventually, the two of them managed to convince you to browse the store and even offered to pay for anything that caught your eye, although you kindly rejected their offer. You swore you weren’t going to get anything, but you couldn’t help keep your eyes lingering on a sleek, not too erotic looking lingerie set on a mannequin as well as a classic clear dildo which had an uncanny resemblance to Leon. Your lingering looks did not go past the ladies as they, yet again convinced you to make the purchase. Their arguments being that it was better to have something rather than someone to keep you company while Leon was miles away. 

So, with the goody bag in hand, the three of you said your goodbyes before you quickly rushed home to read up on your new toy. By the time you were done cleaning your dildo and setting it to dry, you were sure Leon was finished chaperoning the event, leading you to send a quick text. As usual, Leon’s response was instantaneous as you set up your tablet to video chat with him for the night. The outgoing ringtone hadn’t rung for a second before Leon’s tired but smiling face appeared on the screen. You fixed your hair, suddenly feeling self conscious being on camera, especially since the dildo was sitting at the corner of your eye, “It’s not too late, is it?”

As if his face weren’t already deeply etched into your memory, your eyes nervously examined every wrinkle and blemish, searching for anything that could tell you how his day had gone. You were trying to build up your confidence for the plan you’d been concocting, but first you needed to know whether or not Leon was even energetic enough to keep up with your needs. 

Leon stifled a yawn, shrugging with one shoulder as if to sell his point, “Kinda, not too bad though.”

Worry washed over you as Leon stifled another yawn, but this time more poorly. You wondered if your plan to give him a show would be cut short from his exhaustion, not wanting him to push himself past his limits as tough as he was, “Am I keeping you up?”

“Never,” Leon shot you a lazy smile, tousling his already messy hair, “You can wake me up whenever.”

“Even on weekends?” You prompted with a laugh. As much as you cared for him and was worried about his sleep, you knew that Leon was most likely staying up to hear your voice even if it were only for a couple minutes. And as much as you wanted to badger him into tucking himself under the covers, you wanted to spend time with him just as much as he did with you. 

“Even on weekends,” Leon hesitated once he saw the teasing smile creep onto your lips, “Okay, maybe not Sunday though.”

You both shared a quick laugh before a soft blanket of silence enclosed both ends of the call. At this rate, you’d both end up falling asleep online and you still had so much you wanted to show Leon. You piped up, forcing yourself to speak with more energy to uplift the sleepy call, “So, how was it? Boring? Exciting? Did you meet anyone famous?” 

Folding your hands, you propped up your chin and tilted your face with curiosity as you patiently waited for Leon to recount his day. Much to your surprise, Leon seemed pretty vocal about this mission as he began his story with a large, exaggerated groan. 

“Don’t even get me started,” Leon mumbled, “I’m sure there were famous people there, but it’s not like I could see any of them given the amount of cougars that came up to me, thinking that I was the son of some rich dude or whatever. Some of them were old enough to be my grandma!” 

You giggled at Leon’s outburst, finding his mild inconvenience quite hilarious. Through your fit of laughter, you clutched your abdomen and failed to stifle the goofy smile bloomed on your lips. As much as he shuddered at the thought of the cougars, Leon was happy to see you laugh and smile from his experience. Afterall, this response was way better than having to tell you that he fought some seven foot monster determined to rip him apart limb by limb from another mission long ago. 

Once settled, you wiped your tears. Looking back at the screen, you just realized how boyish he looked and how much you loved seeing him like this. Although he was tired, his droopy eyes, tangled hair, and naked chest set something off inside you, causing you to squirm in your seat as you pressed your thighs together. You weren’t trying to suppress the growing need inside you, but you needed to feel something without making it obvious. At least, not yet. 

So, you decided to set the trap and wait for Leon to take the bait himself before proceeding any further, “Can’t blame them for choosing someone so handsome. I bet you looked amazing in your suit.”

“Thanks, but I only look good for one person,” Leon shot you a wink, causing you to blush but not look away, “So, what’d you do today?” 

As flustered as you were, you knew that in order to perfectly execute your plan, you couldn’t waste anymore time contemplating your confidence. With this in mind, you sat back in your seat, letting your chest be put on display before moving forward with your bait, “You know, there was a store that just opened up. There was some pretty cool stuff in it.”

“Nice, what store was it? Did you get anything?”

You smiled triumphantly, now creating a perfect segway towards what you wanted, “I’ll show you, but you have to close your eyes, okay? No peeking!” 

“I promise, no peeking.” 

Once you knew that Leon’s eyes were fully closed, you quickly shuffled out of view and changed into that newly purchased lingerie set and grabbed your dildo. Covering up yourself again with one of Leon’s large shirts, you positioned yourself back into view, but this time you were standing instead of sitting. Checking yourself out through the feedback screen of the call, you analyzed the gather belts strapped around your thighs which peeked out below the hem of Leon’s shirt. If this wasn’t a big enough hint, you weren’t sure what would be. Taking a deep breath, you instructed, “Open your eyes.”

Without waiting for him to adjust, you started groping yourself over the shirt’s fabric, teasingly lifting up the hem to reveal the lace as you swayed your hips left to right. You had to hold back your smirk as you watched Leon get stunned into silence as his mouth slacked agape from your performance. Continuing, you stepped out to widen your stances and sway your hips lower and deeper before turning around and showing Leon your backside. Giving a little shake, you bent down even further. You didn’t have to see Leon’s face to know that he was already drooling from the sight of you. 

“What- What are you doing?” Leon gulped nervously, not knowing what to expect from you nor how he should properly respond. Undoubtedly, blood was rushing towards his cock as it whined and ached for attention, but Leon was patient enough to at least find out what was going on before taking action. 

You shushed him, hiking the hem of his shirt higher and biting it between your teeth, fully showing off the lacy set. You posed for a few moments as you rubbed your hands all along the sides of your body. Teasingly, you snapped the garter straps along your thighs before discarding his shirt entirely. Looking back at the screen, you tilted your head to feign innocence, “Does it look pretty?”

Leon inhaled sharply through his nose, “You look amazing. Is this what you bought today?”

“Yes,” You stretched out as if you weren’t telling the full truth, “But I got something else too.”

Leon licked his lips, eyes wide in anticipation as he wasn’t willing to miss anything that flashed across the screen, “What is it?”

“I’ll get to that soon, but first, wouldn’t you like to join me?” You began by taking one hand to pop a titty out of your bra cup and pinch your nipple, wordlessly insinuating what you were planning to show him. Catching your hints, Leon followed your lead as he sat back and repositioned the camera to capture his crotch as his hard-on poked through the fabric of his pants. Sighing at the sight of him, you took a seat again before you commanded him to undress and start touching himself as you snuck your other and to pull your underwear to the side and spread your juices to rub your clit. Obediently, Leon pulled down his pants and grabbed his cock with a firm grip, pumping as he watched your fingers trace along your nerves. Keeping one hand focused on rubbing your clit, you took your hand away from your nipples and reached over for your clear dildo. Bringing the dildo to view, you looked at the toy as if it were Leon before bringing it close to your mouth to lick a long stripe on its underside. You licked it once, twice, barely sucking in the head of the dildo before spitting on it and sliding it fully along your tongue and throat. From his fogged vision, Leon tensed as he admired the outline of the dildo imprinted behind your cheeks and wished that it were him instead. 

Leon groaned with pleasure, hand tightening around his cock before his strained voice broke the lewd sounds of your lips and saliva on your dildo, “I thought you didn’t do toys.”

Taking out the dildo with a pop and a string of spit trailing from the tip, you shrugged and took the dildo back into deepthroat this time, “I miss you.”

From your half-lidded eyes, you watched as Leon pumped himself, encouraging you to elicit muffled moans around your dildo. Without missing a beat, you shoved your fingers deep into your cunt and followed the pumps of your dildo with the thrusts of your curled fingers. The microphone picked up the squelch of your sweetness as Leon’s thoughts and vision blurred with the sight of you spread out for him, “Fuck, I miss you too, baby. Keep going, keep going for me.” 

Mutually agreeing to skip the foreplay, you began to match his pace, inserting your slick fingers deeper into your leaking entrance with every jerk of his wrist. Pulling the dildo out of your mouth with a crisp pop, you swirl your tongue to coat your lips with spit, letting some drip out to your chest. You took out your fingers, scooping your essence to coat the dildo before licking your hand clean. You repositioned yourself, lining up the dildo at your clenching entrance, “You ready to watch me get filled up? Are you going to wait to cum with me or are you going to be a naughty boy and selfishly chase after your own orgasm?” 

Leon whimpered, forcing his hand to let go of his throbbing dick and clench the muscles of his thigh, “I’m not a naughty boy, I’ll wait. I’m a good boy. I’m a good boy, right? Have I been a good boy?”

You spread your legs wider, teasing the tip to insert in and out of you, “Have you?”

Leon bit his lip, forgetting his manners, “Please? Please let me cum, I need to see you, please, ple-” 

You shushed him before inserting the dildo balls deep into you, sighing as the veins traced your walls, “Touch yourself, my good boy. I want to see us cum together.”

Like before, you matched your pace with Leon’s, fucking yourself faster than before as Leon increased his pace. On the screen, you watched as Leon’s movements became sloppier, hips now thrusting his hardened dick into his hand. The blue light emitting from his laptop illuminated his sweat coated chest, highlighting his abs beautifully. You took your bottom lip between your teeth, slightly whimpering from the rough pace you set yourself at. At this speed, you watched your cum filled pussy overflow as your liquids began to foam and drip out of you and around your dildo. From your whimpers, Leon’s moans increased in pitch, signaling that he was close to release, “You ready, baby?”

Leon hissed through gritted teeth, “Fuck yes. Please, let me cum. Please, I need you.”

“Cum for me, let me see you,” You gasped, sheathing the dildo fully inside you as you watched the sticky, white substance shoot from Leon’s tip. Your pussy clenched impossibly tighter around the dildo as you watched his cum drip from his belly button towards the base of his dick, leaving a deliciously glittering trail in its wake.

Leon breathed heavily, coming back down from his high, “That was surprising.”

“Good?” You asked nervously, wincing as you slid the dildo out of you. 

Leon’s eyes lingered for a moment before softening, “More than good.”

You let out a soft, exhausted smile, “I can’t wait for you to come home.”

“Yeah,” Leon whispered sweetly, “Me too.”

#resident evil x reader #leon kennedy x reader #leon kennedy smut #leon scott kennedy x reader #resident evil fanfiction #leon kennedy fic #leon s kennedy fanfiction #leon s kennedy x reader #leon s kennedy smut #leon s kennedy oneshot #leon kennedy oneshot

[sailorhyunjinz]

~ 𝒫𝒾𝓁𝓁𝑜𝓌𝒻𝓊𝒸𝓀𝑒𝓇!𝐻𝓎𝓊𝓃𝒿𝒾𝓃 ~

𝘞𝘢𝘳𝘯𝘪𝘯𝘨 ; SMUT!!! sub!hyunjin x dom!gn!reader, use of nicknames, impact play, use of sex toys, restraints, brat taming, degredation, spit kink, hair pulling, overstimulation, orgasm (m), cum. 

𝘞𝘰𝘳𝘥 𝘊𝘰𝘶𝘯𝘵 ; 1,7 k 

𝘕𝘰𝘵𝘦 ; AGH its the last paaaart >:(( thank you sooo much for reading the pillowfucker series,,, i really enjoyed it! there will be more sub!skz i promise~ 

𝘊𝘰𝘯𝘴𝘦𝘯𝘵 𝘩𝘢𝘴 𝘣𝘦𝘦𝘯 𝘦𝘴𝘵𝘢𝘣𝘭𝘪𝘴𝘩𝘦𝘥 𝘣𝘦𝘧𝘰𝘳𝘦𝘩𝘢𝘯𝘥.

𝘗𝘭𝘦𝘢𝘴𝘦 𝘥𝘰𝘯'𝘵 𝘪𝘯𝘵𝘦𝘳𝘢𝘤𝘵 𝘸𝘪𝘵𝘩 𝘵𝘩𝘪𝘴 𝘱���𝘴𝘵 𝘪𝘧 𝘺𝘰𝘶'𝘳𝘦 𝘶𝘯𝘥𝘦𝘳 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘢𝘨𝘦 𝘰𝘧 18.

“Sit down” you ordered the tall blonde boy that was standing naked in front of you, rosey tinted cheeks blushing as he tried to cover himself up with his hands, around his neck being his most beloved frilly collar. He nodded before dropping down on his knees, gulping loudly as you tapped your foot on the floor, looking at him with disappointment in your eyes. He knew he wasn’t allowed to touch himself without permission but there he was when you entered the living room, sprawled out and drooling like a dumb puppy as he fucked his own fist, whimpering your name in broken syllables. 

“Did you touch yourself Jinnie?” you asked in a stern voice, the young boy tilting his head up to look at you with glossy eyes. He nodded but you tsked.

“Words babyboy” you said as you held his face up by the chin.

“Y-yes y/n” he stuttered quietly, his gaze wandering everywhere except meeting yours from sheer embarrassment. He felt guilty. He was your good boy, your treasure but he couldn’t even follow one simply rule; no touching without permission. 

“You know that you have to get punished now?” 

Your voice ringed in his ears, he really didn’t want to be punished, he was a good boy, right? 

“B-but,,, only a little” he pleaded to which you scoffed, raising your hand and slapping the male across the cheek, the sting surging through the nerves on his skin and causing Hyunjin to fall over on his butt, a long whine being heard. Not from pain but from pleasure. 

“Don’t tell me what to do” you said, your eyes trailing down to his aching cock that was twitching against his rock-hard abdomen, the tip glistening as he’s already came once today but being riled up again from the way you talked to him and by the way you degraded him into nothing. He nodded with teary eyes, frowning as he looked up at you again, knowing you’d get mad if he didn’t. 

“Now,,,” you started, humming as you looked around the shared apartment, your eyes landing on the white fluffy pillow that Hyunjin had brought from the bedroom, cuddling with it in front of the tv as he zapped through endless tv channels with nothing interesting to watch which was why he decided to entertain himself, your scent from the soft fabric under his nose alluring him. “I want you to grab that pillow” you said, earning a confused expression from the boy, him pushing his blond locks out of his face before crawling over to the couch and grabbing the pillow, stretching his arms out and signaling that you should take it. You shook your head. 

“No, you keep it. I want you to ride it” 

He only replied with a small “o-oh”, straddling the pillow with an uncertain attitude, his dark brown eyes looking at you the entire time to make sure that he was doing everything correctly but it didn’t help, your manners as cold as the floor his bare knees were on. He didn’t move, only staring at you with faux innocence, you cocking your eyebrows at the boy.

“I told you to ride it” you said and to your surprise he didn’t listen, shaking his head as he refused, all whilst his eyes were on yours. This was unlike him. He didn’t even look nervous anymore, as if he gained some sense of confidence by disobeying. The corners of your lips turned upwards as you couldn’t help but to let out an uncompassionate laugh in disbelief. With slow steps you went to the bedroom, leaving the door open and glancing backwards to make sure he sat still which he did, looking at you perplexed. Under the shared double bed there was a box, the so called “fun-box” that Hyunjin always rummaged through whenever the two of you got intimate, letting him pick out whatever he wanted if he had been a good boy which he always had but this time you were gonna pick out what you thought he needed; a ball gag and handcuffs.

You walked back to him, bending down behind him and putting the silver handcuffs around his wrists, not being met with any resistance but when you put the ball gag in his mouth he turned his head, whining. Hyunjin knew what it meant when he refused, that you’d get even rougher and right now that was exactly what he wanted. You ran your hand through his hair, grabbing it by the roots and yanking his head backwards, the boy pulling on his restraints, thinking he could move his hands but only then remembering that he couldn’t, he was at your mercy. A string of hot saliva landed on his face, him seeing your face backwards as his adams apple was on display, his neck being uncomfortable from the way you held his head back by his hair. That was the least of your concern, the spit dripped down from his cheek to his lips, covering them in a sheen of saliva, Hyunjin shivering from the feeling, his precum leaking on the fabric of the pillow, the humiliation he felt growing stronger as you released your hand from his hair, his head in the exact same position as you put the ball gag in his mouth, clasping it at the back as he looked at you with pleading eyes. He looked to pretty like this, almost angelic as his hair framed his face, cheeks tinged with red and his lips wrapped around the black ball. You walked back to where you were previously standing, right in front of him and tapped him on the thigh with your foot, the boy beginning to move his hips slightly against the pillow, rutting like a tiny puppy. 

You bent down, putting your lips against his cheek, smearing the saliva from earlier as your lips left small kisses along his jaw, Hyunjin whimpered, sending vibrations down his throat as he was speeding up his relentless thrusts against the pillow, being disappointed by the lack of touch but thankful for the slight friction that was created from contact with the pillow underneath him. His hips rolled backwards and forwards, pulling away from your kisses as the pleasure got too much for the boy to handle, the feeling of another orgasm building up deep inside his core making him aroused from the slight pain that came with overstimulation but that was the whole point, if he wanted to cum so bad you would make him cum until it hurt. 

“h-hyunjinnie gonna cum” he said, barely audible from the ball gag that was lodged in his mouth. He often referred to himself in a third person perspective whenever he felt small, like a dirty mutt begging for compassion. You hummed a small yes, hearing the sounds of the boy pulling on his restraints, metal parts clinking against each other but quickly being stopped by the chain between his wrists that didn’t extend very far. The boy begged, not stopping his movements but instead going faster, his cock throbbing and his abdominal muscles prominent as they clenched together, saliva dripping down his chin and neck in small streams. He scrunched his nose, letting out whimpers that got louder and louder, bordering on screams as he knew he couldn’t stop his movements without being punished even more and this was already above his limit. His poor knees were bruised, red and purple as they hit the floor repeatedly, the boy unable to hide his excitement and accidentally smacking them too rough sometimes but the sounds that echoed down to the neighbour was the least of your concern, your priority was to make your babyboy cum. Hard.

He could barely hold on anymore, leaning backwards so his hands met the ends of the pillow, his back slightly arched, displaying his perfectly erect nipples that you couldn’t help but to touch, twisting his light pink buds between your fingertips causing the already overwhelmed boy to thrash with his entire body, trying to gasp but being stopped by the gag in between that cute pout. You could tell that he was close by the way the delicate veins that ran up his shaft jerked, his adam's apple bobbing up and down as he swallowed harshly, nearly choking on his own saliva. Your eyes were filled with no compassion, simply looking down at him acting like a whore on the living room floor, his eyes twinkling, big as saucers. 

“You can cum jinnie, cum for me” you said, knowing what he meant as he wailed, no sounds coming out of his mouth but instead echoing in his throat. He thought he was gonna lose his mind as he gave the pillow a couple of final thrusts, Hyunjin unraveling as you spit on him once again, white strings of cum oozing out of the crimson tip, drooping down the underside of his cock as his hips bucked upwards, the boy holding himself up by the two hands that came in contact with the wooden flooring behind him. Goosebumps erupted on his skin, long groans quivering inside him as the small ball in his mouth glittered from his spit, his face painted with a red tinge and saliva, eye brimming with tears as his chest heaved up and down, leaving a big puddle of cum on your pillow. You saw his efforts of trying to stand up again but losing balance repeatedly and you tsked at his pathetic tries, only smearing the cum around on his cock and inner thigh. With one hand you grabbed him by the jaw, making him look at you as you squeezed his cheeks.

“Who told you to stop” 

Hyunjin answered with a puzzling expression, thinking that was the end of his punishment and that he’d now get greeted with cuddles and kisses. Hyunjin’s naivety was adoring, pitiful almost. You yanked the boy’s head to the side, whispering in his ear. 

“I’m gonna bring your favorite toy jinnie and you’re gonna take it like a good slut”

He started whimpering even louder, his eyes sprinting all over the room before squeezing them shut as you whispered into his ear, squirming his entire body as he knew what anticipated him; the vibrating cockring. 

“Shhh,,, calm down baby, you deserve to cum a few more times, right?”

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[honeyroastedpenis]

the pillowfucker is in the building

[slit-you-open]

Temp pinned post. Blog under construction, et cetera, et cetera. I might drop this altogether but I want to contribute some actual dark cnc to the "dark cnc" tag instead of whatever softcore pillowfucking nonsense I keep coming across.

23yo guy. Bisexual, pansexual, what have you. (Hole is hole, flesh is flesh, everyone's got blood and guts at the end of the day.) Call me Taz or Spider. He/they pronouns.

Minors DNI. This is a kink blog.

Hard top/dom. If I reblogged your cute subby post about how bad you want to get raped by a scary masked man with a knife, it's because I'm gonna beat off to doing it to you.

I am not going to be your dom. I am not looking for a relationship. You can send me pictures of your holes if you want though.

Kinks: under construction, idk, I'll round this list out when I finish coming up with stuff. CNC/Rapeplay, free use, public sex, degradation/humiliation, brat taming, bondage, kidnapping, coercion/sex for safety, knifeplay, bloodplay, gunplay, physical injury and disfigurement/permanent scarring and modification, that kind of thing. I also like Transformers. I might talk Transformers in conjunction with these kinks sometimes. You'll deal with it.

Not interested in: ageplay, incest, ddlg, scat. Not usually interested in watersports or "full" amputation.

This is a sideblog. I don't check my notifications regularly.

If you are uncomfortable having your pictures up adjacent to the fantasy stuff I post, DM me with a link to the post and I'll take it down.

And, lastly, though I really don't think it should have to be said: all of this is fantasy posted for the purposes of beating off to and not doing. I use a narrative style because I think it's more fun, but, as anyone old enough to read all this should know by now, raping and murdering people is bad. CNC is about consensual roleplay.

#nsft #intro

[jamesadomian]

🗣 ... “MY PILLOW!!!” Mike Lindell makes his soft yet firm debut on @cartoonpresident this SUN 5/26 on @showtime! This is my favorite character I’ve played on the show so far, please record it for me I don’t have tv! #mypillow #crackcocaine #minneapolis #pillowfuck #mikelindell #sleep #nightmare https://www.instagram.com/p/Bx0Kuu8n_lc/?igshid=1gfb7q3d3n3ok

#mypillow #crackcocaine #minneapolis #pillowfuck #mikelindell #sleep #nightmare

[punpkin-314-pi]

an inside joke with me and some pals on amino got out of hand so say hello to the pillowfucker pride flag

#pillowfucker pride flag #pillowfucker pride #joke pride flag

[sailorhyunjinz]

WOOP WOOP POSTING PILLOWFUCKER!HYUNJIN TOMORROW YALL~~ 

its been rotting in my drafts for forever and i just feel like i need to make the series come full circle <333

#Cherrychats🍒

[bonkerer]

Too continue the pillowfucking train of thought, i hold their hand and kiss the back of it. I stroke their hair and smile fondly at them, the pillow is stuffed between us and the bed. I have front row seats to it, to their frustration when the fabric just isnt enough. I whisper about how good it will feel to come, how amazing they are doing what a good pet they are being. I will let them know how beautiful they look desperate, face slick with sweat.

They would focus on the pillow, on how their hips move against the pillow the sweet friction. It will be gorgeous.

[timidturnip]

Filling up that Fighting/Wresting Play square. Oh yeah. Also used the prompt “Pillowfucking au. Pillows begin taking over the world. Pillow zombies. You are surrounded by pillows.” that was provided by Corey5268  So there’s also that. It mostly just Wade and Peter being cute and weird. 

Kept You Waiting by TimidTurnip

@spideypoolbingo

#spideypool #spideypool bingo #spideypool fic #turnip writes

[tensax]

@hckerman

“Hey, pillowfucker, my eyes are up here!”