#please excuse my weak to heat ass

[norrkatt]

I'm calling the stream off today after all, heat beat my ass. Pleae check out my friend's birthday stream instead!! They're a really sweet pngtuber of colour! https://www.twitch.tv/sleepy_buni If I am not too exhausted after buying groceries tomorrow I may drop a bonus stream and basically it would be what i was going to stream today!

#please excuse my weak to heat ass #i'm from northern sweden after all... #idk how americans do it i see them standing around unbothered meanwhile im like PANT PANT PANT

[ambrosiagoldfish]

Hi! Can I get an Arataki Itto x reader small Drabble? Maybe some stuff about Itto Bottoming? Thanks in Advance!

A/n: Hi! Thanks for requesting! I had fun writing this! Bottom Itto will forever have my heart. Also If anyone enjoys reading this, Feel free to send me a request! I love reading and writing for them! And If you enjoy reblog if you want😚

Tw: Slight(?) Dumbification, Slut calling (but only once at the end) and Small Dom/ Big Sub themes!

Reader can be read as any gender but is heavily implied/is AMAB!

OK SO

Itto would most definitely be against bottoming at first. He’d Make up a bunch of silly excuses as to why he couldn’t or he would change the subject.

“Me?! Bottom?! Hahahaha *cough* you actually think the ‘One and Oni’ can be topped. Please, I'm Always on top in ALL things I do Haha!”

“I'm scared?! What no! I uhh — Just think it makes sense for me to top cause’ I'm twice your size and all haha! Let’s go meet up with the gang, whaddya say?”

Oh, he’s most definitely scared. Though he isn't entirely lying about him being twice your size being a problem for him. He feels embarrassed that you want to fuck him when he literally towers over you And the fact his dick is the size of a fuckin baseball bat he thinks he should be fucking you

But after sitting him down and reassuring him that it won't be embarrassing and that if he doesn't like it he wouldn't have to do it again and you would immediately stop, he reluctantly agreed

“Alright fine, just make sure the gang doesn't know about it”

The first time he bottoms was slow and tedious, a majority of it spent preparing him to take you, he would let out a lot of noise, mostly just quiet moans or the occasional “C-cold!” But That all changes as soon as you find that, oh so special place. He starts moaning louder than you thought possible.

Finally, you guys do it, it was slow at first, it was his first time doing it after all, but eventually, you began picking up the pace. The way Itto panted as you fucked him made him look like a slobbering dog in heat, his once confidant voice now just as shaky as his legs are right now. And you have to admit, the sight wasn't the worst to be looking at and you were happy that you’d probably be seeing this sight more in the future.

And boy were you right, it was as if a switch had been flicked on in Itto’s brain. Suddenly you were tasked with the righteous honor of fucking the ‘One and Oni’ at least once a day (Itto would prefer more but he knows a human like you can't keep up with his Oni stamina. And this seems to be at truly the worst moments, before work, meet-ups, reservations, you name it.

One particular evening you had made plans for a romantic dinner date in a secluded place in Inazuma’s wilderness. And of course, Itto had the gall to not only be late but also be horny (Pun mostly unintended) So you decided to “help him out” and fuck him right on the tree by your dinner. If he wanted to fuck, you would fuck him.

“H-hey! Look, Baby, I'm sorry for being late but the gang and I were doing Beetle fights and-”

“I really do not want to hear it Itto, I spent all this time getting this dinner ready and you were late, not to mention the first thing you did was ask me to fuck you.”

You smacked his ass and kept up with your hard thrust, causing him to let out what sounded like a mix between a moan and a scream. His legs began to feel weak, he grabbed onto the tree. This is when you got a devious idea, you took both hands are firmly grabbed his horns, pulling him back to you slightly while continuing to pound his ass.

Every bit of this was too much for Itto, he cums the hardest he’s ever done, thick robes of white spew on the tree in front of him. His legs begin to give out, You however keep going, deciding that he hasn't finished his punishment yet, but you do move over to the blanket you placed for the dinner. You lay him down before muting him in a mating press-styled position,.Continuing the enduring assault on his ass.

“Pleeeaaase Too much! Too much!”

You looked down at him, and seeing the mess in front of you was breathtaking, Itto moaning, panting, drool escaping his mouth. You look down at his cock, forgotten, simply lazily bouncing with every thrust you do. Honestly, it's pretty funny how his big cock is useless right now. The sight furthered you with every thrust until finally…

“C-cumming Itto!”

All he could do was moan as your warm cum filled him up. It took you a second to get back to reality. But when you did, a pleasant sight awaited you..

Arataki ‘Numero Uno’ Itto, covered head to toe in his own cum, tears of joy flowing down his blissed-out face, and his tongue lolled out to the side of his mouth slurring the words

“I’m Sorry”

You give him a kiss before grabbing a blanket and pulling it over you two as you lay on his giant frame.

“You're forgiven, My slut Oni”

#top male reader #Male reader #genshin smut #genshin impact smut #genshin x reader #genshin x male reader #itto x male reader #arataki itto x male reader #itto smut #sub itto #arataki itto smut #dom male reader

[jb5lover]

Your friend group always making fun of how obsessed you and jude are with each other, and your both so shameless about it too 🫣 you’ll be sneaking away from the rest of the group to do stuff or you’ll just be excessively touchy/kissy around everyone, and they’ve learned to just deal with it so one day you guys are all getting ready to go out and you can’t get over how good he looks. So like two minutes before you guys leave, you call him upstairs with a lame ass excuse like “i need help finding jewellery” but everyone knows what that’s really code for. And his friends can totally hear you cuz ur terrible at being quiet so eventually they tell him they’ll just meet him there🤭

the two of you have become notorious for basically undressing each other with your eyes or initiating heated kisses when other people are around and all of your friends can never help but roll their eyes whenever it happens. typically it takes a couple of cushion whacks to the head or bullhorns in your ear to get the two of you away from each other because a simple “there’s other people here!” won’t do the trick.

you guys had all planned to have a dinner to celebrate jude’s birthday now that he was finally back in town. it had been a while since you’d all seen each other and the feeling of excitement was mutual. you of course got ready at jude’s house, where your friend group had agreed to meet. throughout the night the two of you were throwing glances at each other as you got dressed. you watched him in the mirror as he came out of the shower with his towel around his torso, you eyed up him and down as he threw on his dress shirt, you held yourself back from jumping on him when he sprayed his cologne around his upper body.

after the two of you had finished dressing, you took a couple of pics in the mirror, with his hand snaked around your waist and your head tucked in his neck. “you look so nice,” you told him turning to face him momentarily. “likewise. it’s a shame your hair and makeup looks so nice cause all i can think about right now is messing that up a little,” he whispered into your ear and he placed soft kisses along your neck and chest. you desperately wanted to hold his head there but instead he pulled away, “okay, you finish your touch ups and i’ll meet you downstairs” he said causally, as if he didn’t just single handedly cause your legs to go weak.

you stayed alone for a few moments in the room trying to clear your mind, before heading downstairs in hopes in making this feeling go away. you entered the living room where a few of your friends and your boyfriend were seated on the couch waiting for you. “you look gorgeous babe, ready to go?” one of your girls complimented. “aw, thank you. um, not yet actually. i can’t seem to find the necklace that goes with these earrings. jude, would you help me find it?” you asked, trying you best to sound innocent. “oh, i can help,” she spoke up but you immediately shut it down.

“uh, no, that’s okay. it may have gotten mixed up with his mom’s jewellery, so jude, can you come upstairs? now, please,” you pressed, the desperation becoming obvious in your tone. your friends all exchanged that look with each other, knowing what ‘help me find my jewellery was really code for. jude excused yourself and followed your up the stairs with his hand in yours. “we have to go soon, so be quick!”

your friend’s voice was completely drowned out by the sound of your door slamming shut urgently as you yanked him into his room. “i need you so bad,” you whined against his lips, amidst the messiest and most rushed make out ever. “love, we have to-”

“no, i know,” you interrupted, wrapping your arms around his neck to pull him in closer, “but i need you to fuck me, please.” he’d be lying if he said he wasn’t as down to do this as you were, quickies had become a staple in your relationship due to his busy schedule. but something about hearing you beg was just gonna do it for him every time, without fail. “say that again,” he egged you on. and if you were any less desperate, you would’ve rolled your eyes and told him to shut up, but instead you did as he told and repeated that phrase that would inevitably make him go feral.

before you knew it, he was pressing you against the desk he had bought for you in his room. it allowed you to prolong your stays with him instead of having to go fly home constantly to carry on with schoolwork. without breaking the kiss, you both worked to knock all of the papers, pens and books off of the table to make room. once it was clear, he lifted you up from under your thighs, stepping in between the gap between your legs as he sat you on the desk. “oh, we’ve never done it here before,” you commented as you rushed to unbutton his jeans. “first time for everything,” he replied, scrunching your dress up to reveal your now soaked underwear.

it wasn’t your intention to be as loud as you were, it was just part of your nature. your quietest volume was still loud enough for someone within close range to hear exactly what was going on, and a part of you couldn’t even find yourself to be embarrassed anymore. “fuck, you’re so good,” you cried as jude pounded harshly into you, causing the table to crash against the wall repeatedly. he groaned into the kisses he was leaving on your neck as you pressed your hand into his hair. “don’t stop, please,” you begged. he carried on giving it to you as good as he could, trying to hold back his own noises that were threatening to come through.

it was a miracle that between the sounds of your skin slapping and the table against the wall, you managed to hear the knock on the door. “uh, yeah?” you called out, as you tried to focus your attention on which of your friends was just outside his room, instead of the feeling of jude rubbing your clit at a rapid pace. “you guys ready yet, cuz the reservation is booked for 8? it’s almost half 7.”

“yeah, we’ll be read-fuck!” you weren’t sure if jude had purposely hit your sweet spot in that moment, but either way it was terrible timing because it had you moaning embarrassingly loud while his best friend stood just a few metres away. noticing that you were in no state to speak, jude took over while he let you express yourself as much as you needed to. “yeah that’s calm,” he called out, his own eyes shutting from how amazing it felt to be inside you, “we should be done in like ten minutes.”

“twenty,” you shouted out, correcting your boyfriend as you looked directly in the eyes while sliding your dress off your shoulders completely. he looked mesmerised by the sight of you, and knew there and then that even twenty minutes would’ve seemed like a rush. “you know what, how about we meet you guys there?” he suggested, proceeding to speed up the pace and become more aggressive with his thrusts.

his friend tried not to be disgusted by the noises come from your room, deciding to just give a hurried response and run downstairs. the two of you waited until you heard the front door shut, and then you knew you were free to be as loud and disruptive as you pleased. at least until the further extended thirty minutes were up.

#jude bellingham #jude bellingham smut #my mini jude blurbs

[konigsblog]

omfg PLEASE a dbf!simon drabble but with cnc only if you’re comfy with it!!!! i love your acct so much ❤️❤️

thank you! i'm glad you appreciate my blog :)

tw: cnc/rape, intoxication, alcohol use. 🩸

you were at a very busy bar, with loud voices and the sounds of laughter in the background, one that was growing in popularity in your area. some friends said you were drinking far too much—that you would eventually get pass out if you weren't careful—while the others encouraged you to let loose and drink your heart away—or your liver...

everything felt fuzzy, you felt free and at ease. you giggled at your friend's jokes, making a few of your own before taking a big swig of your beer. your eyelids heavy and your jaw becoming slack, excusing yourself for the night and heading home.

despite what your friends said, you walked home, alone and drunk. type of stuff that's reported in the news when drunk women walk home alone would never ever happen to you, right? until a tall, looming and burly man blocked your path, bringing his fist to the side of your head and knocking you out cold.

the man threw your limp body over his shoulder, gripping your ass tightly, his huge boner causing a bulge to form in his jeans. he opened the backseat car door, throwing you inside before climbing in with you. it was cramped, hot and steamy, especially with the man's burly body taking up majority of the space. you switched from consciousness and unconsciousness, lightheaded and breathless, seeing the man's facial features before passing out once again.

the man grinded his bulbous, huge heat over your wet slit, spitting on his hand and rubbing your hole messily before easing inside. he panted heavily, grunting at the tightness of your pussy as he thrusted into you. the man was too large to fight off, leaving you vulnerable and weak as the man continued to take advantage of this situation and rape you until you were limp and bleeding. the drops of crimson spreading onto his shaft, coating him in your fluids.

he could even smell the alcohol off of you, the smoke on your hands and lips. it's why he chose you. his fat, heavy balls smacked against your ass, causing pain to spread down your thighs, bruising your ass due to his erratic and rough pace.

you were shaking when you woke up, in the middle of a field without any panties on. crusted cum and blood on your thighs and your head pounding due to your throbbing hangover.

you only recognised the man to be your dad's best friend when he came over one night after being invited, the stature and facial features familiar... :( 🎀

#tw: r*pe #tw: noncon #tw: non con #non con #rapekink #tw: rape #orla speaks #ghost simon riley #simon riley #simon ghost riley #simon ghost riley x reader #simon riley smut #simon ghost x reader #cod ghost #mw2 ghost #ghost call of duty #ghost x reader #ghost mwii

[yes-divine-ruler]

Doll - Kai Anderson

x bimbo!fem!reader

idea from @demxnicprxncess 🤍

cw: kai receiving oral, vaginal sex, whining, sir

wc: 2.3k

Kai tapped his fingers on the table before him, his jaw locked and his eyes raging with anger. It had been almost a full hour that you had made him and the rest of the cult wait, and everyone was getting increasingly impatient by the second.

"Divine Ruler? Does she have to be here?" Kai didn't know who's voice it was, but it was enough for him to slam down his palm on the table. It was enough of an answer to let everyone know that yes, you did have to be there, and to shut up before anymore dumb questions were asked.

Kai stood as he heard the basement door open, his eyes widening in surprise. You stood at the top of the stairs holding onto the handrail and attempting to climb down the steps on your own.

"Kai sweetheart! Can you give me a hand please?" Your sweet voice rung in his ears, and almost all of his anger faded away.

The rest of the cult watched in awe as he quickly paced over to the stairwell, and locked eyes with you. Fucking holy hell. You had Kai wrapped around your pinky finger and everyone knew you were his weak link.

"What is this Y/N? Is this really necessary?" Kai asked between grit teeth as he ascended the stairs and stood by your side, one hand grabbing your freshly manicured one, the other cupping your ass over your tight bright pink mini skirt. You smelt so sickly sweet, like the brightest flower and the tallest cane of sugar. As soon as it hit Kai's nostrils, he melted. He couldn't get enough of you.

"Baby I told you the meeting started an hour ago," Kai spoke under his breath as he helped you navigate down each step in your 6-inch stilettos.

"And I told you honey, that I had to do my make up first, and you didn't give me enough notice," you grumbled, flipped your curled hair behind your shoulder and facing the group of people who had sat waiting for you for over 45 minutes.

"Hey everyone!" You cheered, not letting go of Kai's hand as you sunk down on his couch beside him. His hand left yours and tucked between your thighs, and finally the long awaited meeting had commenced.

You behaved like a spoiled brat the whole time, Kai had told you this plan in confidence so many times that you already knew it like the back of your hand.

Everyone's gaze would switch been you and Kai, Kai as he passionately spoke about his next move, and you as you took out your glittery nail file and began to buff your nails on your left hand. When Kai finally noticed, his hand tightened on your thigh, causing you to let out a tiny squeak and drop the file.

To everyone else, it just looked like you were being blatantly rude and condescending, and Kai didn't want everyone to think he was a baffling idiot because not even his girlfriend was interested in his plans.

When the meeting was almost at an end, Kai groaned as he noticed you fanning your face with your hands, your French tip nails providing some sort of relief as the heat began to rise in the basement. It was bad enough it was the middle of summer, but the basement being jam packed with people made it unbearable.

"It's sooo hot in here sugarplum, I think I'm going to melt," you'd interrupted Kai as he was speaking, and he turned to you in annoyance.

"Princess, why don't you go upstairs now, hm? I'll be up in a bit," Kai leaned over and whispered in your ear, and you nodded.

"Kai, please help me get back up, I'm so sick of this dingy basement baby, we need to do some renovations," you rambled as Kai excused himself for a moment to help you go back upstairs.

Once again everyone's eyes were trained on Kai as he assisted you like a damn service puppy, clutching you tightly as you both made it back up to the main floor.

"I won't be long sweetheart, just be a good girl and go sit on our bed okay?" You could sense Kai's agitation and it almost made you want to cry; you hated when he was annoyed at you.

So like that you'd stormed off upstairs to sit on the bed and wait patiently for him to return. Kai on the other hand sighed and ran a hand through his hair at the absolute handful of sunshine and rainbows you were, and made it back downstairs to conclude the meeting.

He was met with mumbling, people whispering to one another, talking about his weak link, you, and how bad you were for him. Kai's anger boiled to the surface and he stood in the centre of the room, his eyes like daggers and his fists shaking by his sides.

"If anyone has anything to say about Y/N, say it to my fucking face. I will not have you all speak down on my girlfriend, you hear me? There will be big fucking consequences to pay!" He roared, and everyone went silent.

You'd decided to make it up to your boyfriend for being such a handful, leaving your hair and make up as it was but changing out of your miniskirt and crop top into something a bit more revealing. Kai's favourite set of lingerie, latex and the lightest shade of pink. Your rhinestone-embedded stilettos stayed on your feet, and making final adjustments in the mirror, you were set to make it up to your grumpy man.

Kai comes into your bedroom looking defeated, and anger still glazes over his eyes. You sit timidly on the bed, because you knew he'd take it out on you, and nothing had you shaking more in excited anticipation.

His eyes shot up to lock with yours, and then slowly, they raked down your body, drinking in the sight before him. You wiggled your hips on the bed, a big smile on your face when he let out a low whistle.

“What’s all this for?” Kai asked, pacing towards you, cupping your cheek in one hand and running the pad of his thumb across your cheekbone. You reached forward and laid your palm flat against the zipper of his jeans, already feeling the grow of his bulge.

“I’m sorry for being such a handful, sir, I didn’t mean to ruin your meeting,” you say just above a whisper, pouting your shaded pink lips, looking up at him from under your false eyelashes. You knew Kai liked it when you were extra vulnerable, and especially when you called him sir.

He lets out a soft chuckle, as you move off the bed to sit in front of him on your knees. He doesn’t say anything, just watches with the intensity of a hawk with dark eyes as you unfasten his jeans and tug them down his legs.

“You know, they underestimate you,” Kai blurts, his hand now in your hair, knotting all the hard work you put into it this morning. You don’t mind, humming to encourage him to continue.

“You’re my right hand woman, they don’t see how amazing you are, how much more ruthless you are than me,” you let Kai continue as you place small kisses where his cock strains behind his boxers, your hand cupping his balls and kneading them softly in your palm. He shudders, swallowing thickly as he watches you lick a strip up the length of the fabric.

“I’ll show them,” your eyes sparkle as you smile up at Kai, and he groans just seeing the glint of mischief.

“I’ll show them how great I really am,” he smiles back. He loved the way you did your make up every day, he felt like he had doll at his every beckoning call.

Your fingers creep into the waistband of his boxers, tugging them down so agonisingly slow it made Kai’s cock twitch. His grip in your hair tightens, and you giggle with your lips ghosting the length of his cock.

He growls, but waits patiently while his tip leaks with pearlescent pre cum. It was practically pleading for you to put it in your mouth.

Eventually you cave, and take the base in your hand, your mouth consuming the swollen head with your tongue on the underside.

“Fuck baby,” Kai moans, buckling his hips and driving his cock to the back of your throat. You gag on it, but Kai loves that, and leaves your mouth full of his length as he reaches down to pinch your nose closed.

Your eyes screw shut as you try to concentrate on whatever oxygen you have left, salivating excessively and all down the front of your chin. When it becomes too much, and it feels like you might pass out, you look up at Kai pleadingly, whimpering.

He chuckles, and pulls back, letting your nose go and your lungs fill up with air.

“You’re such a good girl,” Kai moans, as you continue to engulf the entirely of his cock as it throbs and swells closer to his release. Your mouth works feverishly, your head guiding by the push and pull of Kai’s hands wound tightly in your hair, until he pulls you off him, and to stand.

You whine in pain as you’re tugged by your hair towards the bed, and pushed down onto your stomach. Kai comes in behind you, biting down on his bottom lip and moving your latex panties to the side to reveal your glistening heat.

“So wet,” Kai reaches around your waist, tugging your hips so your ass is up on the air. You bite your lip in anticipation, watching behind you with a cheek pressed to the blanket. Kai inserts his long middle finger, curling it as soon as he sinks it in knuckle deep.

You whine some more, your hips rocking back and forth along the length of his finger, trying to gain the friction you so badly needed.

“You wanna tease me sweetheart? Two can play at that game,” he taunts, retracting his finger.

“Kai,” you drag out the end of his name, “please sir, your doll needs you.”

You knew exactly what would push his buttons.

Kai’s eyes turn impossibly darker, and soon he’s spitting directly on your hole, and swiping his tip across your folds.

You moan, reaching behind you and spreading yourself open for him. Kai can’t take it anymore, as much as he believed he had all the power, you know you did.

He finally nudges you open with his tip, the stretch already unbelieving good. He moves slowly, until he’s bottomed out inside you, and letting you adjust to his girth.

“More sir,” you plead, trying to rock back and forth on his cock. He halts you, his fingertips digging into the skin of your hips.

“Where’s your manners angel?” He asks, his voice low and sultry.

“Please, sir. Please fuck me.”

Kai doesn’t wait before he’s rutting his hips so deep and so fast that you can’t help the moans that leave your lips. His fingers dig into your hips harder, as he’s pushing and pulling you off his cock, slick with your juices and shining in the bedroom light overhead.

“You feel so good doll,” he groans, the smack of his hips as they meet the flesh of your ass the only sound ringing in your ears.

Everything is so good and so sensitive that it has a fire erupt in your lower abdomen and tears well in your eyes. Your thighs begin to shake as he fills you again and again to the brink.

“Oh my god, just like that,” you pine, gripping the blanket with your fists to try and alleviate some of the force. Kai grunts and groans behind you, the wet sounds of your cunt as it drips down the insides of your thighs sending him closer to his undoing.

His hands reach towards your own, and he’s tugging them to hold them in a firm grasp behind your back. You have no choice but to let your face fall into the blanket, tears steaming down your face as you choke out sobs.

“Aw is my little girl crying? Is my cock too much?” Kai taunts, not slowing his pace, and only sinking into you deeper, rubbing blissfully up again the spongy part inside you that has goosebumps arise on your skin.

“Yes- yes sir- oh fuck I’m cumming,” you cry, feeling yourself unravel around his cock, gushing from your pulsing walls as your hips buckle.

Kai isn’t far behind, fucking you raw through the entirety of your orgasm, until he pulls out and unloads all over your ass and back.

He leans down from above you, and wipes the tears from your face, peppering kisses across your jaw as you try and even your breathing.

“My little doll,” Kai whispers, before a harsh slap meets your ass cheek and you yelp in surprise as the sting tingles your skin.

He wipes you down before you finally roll over, so fucked out and tired from having your cunt stretched and savagely pounded, your eyes behind to feel heavy.

“I love you my sweet thing,” Kai holds you in his arms and his heart beats insistently against your back.

“I love you too honey bun,” you breathe out, “shower?”

You knew your make up would be in a state by the way it was smudged across the surface of the blanket. Kai nods against your shoulder, leaving a kiss on your skin before he’s out of the bed, and heading towards the bathroom, beckoning you to follow.

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[darkficsyouneveraskedfor]

Unexpected 41

Warnings: non/dubcon, pregnancy, pegging, Lloyd being the worst, post partum, csection, and other dark elements. My username actually says you never asked for any of this.

My warnings are not exhaustive but be aware this is a dark fic and may include potentially triggering topics. Please use your common sense when consuming content. I am not responsible for your decisions.

As usual, I would appreciate any and all feedback. I’m happy to once more go on this adventure with all of you! Thank you in advance for your comments and for reblogging.

You sit around the patio table, a cushion beneath you as you stare dully across the yard. The shade of the umbrella falls short of your shoulder as the heat of the sun grows torturous, but you don't move. You like the pain.

Dottie's nails scrape against the box as she pulls out another sleeper. She trills as she waves it before her and tries to bring your attention to how cute the little cloud pattern is. You give a fleeting glance before leaning forward on your elbow to cup your chin.

Through the open sliding door, you can hear the subtly clinking in the kitchen. Andy's favour only underlines your futility further. You just feel useless. Your only purpose is to let this child bleed you dry.

"It's so nice of Andy to come by, isn't it?" Dottie turns to pull the stroller closer, checking in on the baby in the makeshift bassinet. "Why didn't you tell me about him?"

You tilt your head and leer from the corner of your eyes. You sit up and drag your arm off the table and sigh. You drop your chin and chew on the inside of your cheeks. You bite down as your anger surges to a hot flame.

"Why don't you tell me where your son is?" You snap through your teeth.

She clicks her tongue and keeps a hand on the stroller. As you glance at her, she has the grace to look guilty. Too bad she never passed that down to her deadbeat offspring. And now, there's another generation to carry this bullshit on.

"I don't know, hon. That's why," she says decisively. "If I knew, I would wring his neck--"

"But you don't talk about it. You won't acknowledge it. You won't admit that he is an asshole. That he used me for his fun and now he's tossed me out like a broken toy."

She sucks in air and frowns, her painted lips almost clownlike, "he's scared, that's all--"

"Don't make excuses for him. I don't want to hear that. Not from you or him, if he ever drags his sorry ass back," you flick your hand at her dismissively, "in fact, I don't want to hear anything else from you."

"Now, honey--"

"Don't," you warn as you raise a single finger, "I am doing what I have to. I feed the damn thing, I hold her even as she's squirming and wiggling like some slug. You can't expect anything more."

"You can't just do the bare minimum. Not forever. Children need love--"

"You give it to her. You want her so bad, take her. Once she's old enough, you can be her mother because I can't. I won't."

Dottie recoils and shakes her head. She turns her face away but she can't hide her revulsion. You feel the same. To hear all your thoughts out loud. You know they're wrong but you feel them nonetheless. The child is not precious, she is a burden you never wanted.

"You want to talk, fine, I'll tell you all about your son," you go on, "how he sabotaged me. I didn't want him or this creature latching onto me--"

"Enough," Dottie pinches her fingers in front of her mouth, "enough. I get it. I can't... I can't make him come back. Harlan will, though. I know he will."

"I don't fucking care," you drawl and flinch as the child begins to fuss.

You huff and roll your eyes. Your chest pulses, the fullness aching until you relent. You stand to take the child, noting how Dottie hesitates at the movement, as if she would stop you. Does she think you're a monster? That you would hurt a baby?

You sit back down and pull down your shirt, putting the baby to your tit, letting it suckle like a vampire. Your head spins and you close your eyes. You feel weak and empty and flat.

A savoury aroma tickles your nose and you hear the footfalls pad out from inside and onto the patio. You force your eyes open and watch Andy near the table with a plate in each hand. He sets down one before you and one in front of Dottie. You notice how he peeks for just a second at the baby and suddenly you're embarrassed. You don't want him to see you like this.

"Smells, delicious!" Dottie preens, "oh, is this gnocchi? I've never tried it but I've seen it on my cooking shows."

She picks up her fork and takes an emphatic whiff of the steam rising off the sauce. You cradle the baby, trying to block your chest as best you can and muster a smile.

"Thank you, Andy."

"Not at all, I'll just go grab my own," he gives a short nod and spins on his heel.

As he steps up into the house you see how he clenches and unclenches his hand. You don't think too much of the gesture, maybe just a tick. You reach over to the stroller and pull out the receiving blanket to cover your shoulders and chest, nestling the child beneath.

And returns as you awkwardly hold Luna with one arm and reach around the blanket with your other. You press the sprinkling of parmesan into the sauce and pierce a piece of gnocchi. You raise it and blow away the steam, tentatively tasting it.

"I hope it's as good as it looks," Andy remarks, "I found the recipe in one of L-- my wife's old books and thought I'd try it out. Not often I get guinea pigs to test it out on."

"Delicious," Dottie swallows and reaches for her glass of wine. "Your wife was a very lucky lady."

"I was the lucky one," he counters.

You grumble. And you? Chronically unlucky. Cursed to men who only care about their dicks, to live in the consequences of their narcissism.

You bite into the gnocchi and put your fork down. You bring your arm back under the blanket and focus on feeding the kid first. You can't do much with her latched on.

"So, how's it coming? Get a routine yet?" Andy prompts, "not that you ever really stick to one with young ones.

"Eh," you shrug, "i–she gets hungry, she eats, she sleeps."

"Adorable little thing," Dottie says, "peaceful."

"Oh? Wouldn't expect that. Well, from how much I know of Lloyd, it's definitely not from him."

"Ah, she's stoic like her mama," Dottie praises, "strong."

"Insatiable like her father," you sneer, "always wanting something."

Dottie reaches over to pat your arm, "you know how the early days are. No sleep, all nerves–"

"Not so fun when you're alone," you mutter under your breath and Dottie clears her throat to cover it.

"So, you know my son? How long have you been neighbours?" She redirects as you glower at the top of the blanket.

"Couple years. You know, we'd meet in passing, a good morning, well on my end," Andy laughs, "he's always in a hurry, it seems…" he looks at you as your eyes are drawn up by the subtle shift in his posture, "always somewhere else to be."

You hold his gaze for just a minute then rescind it, hanging your head as you feel a tight knot in your chest. The baby slips free and you feel the dribble as she babbles and slobbers all over you.

"Shit," you hiss and stand, turning your back as you uncover her and try to fix your hold on her.

She spits up creamy puke all over you and a ripple rolls over you, blazing and blurry. God! Can this thing not stop?!

You growl, fighting the urge to just shove her back in the carriage and stomp away. Your company keeps a sliver of sense in tact. You mop up the vomit with the blanket and sigh.

"I gotta go inside," you utter.

"I'll keep your food warm," Andy goes to stand as you move away from the table.

"It's fine," you snip as you rush past him "I'm not hungry."

#lloyd hansen #dark lloyd hansen #dark!lloyd hansen #lloyd hansen x reader #unexpected #the gray man #drabble #series

[frankcastleonlyfans]

𝐅𝐀𝐌𝐈𝐋𝐘 𝐅𝐄𝐔𝐃, 𝟐

pairing: dad!daemon targaryen x daemon!s daughter!oc (dad!daemon x mom!reader au)

summary: daemon confronts alyssa after she mistreats y/n.

warnings: angst, i don't know what else to put here

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Daemon was furious, angered. What made Alyssa think that she could speak to her mother like that!?

He blamed himself for not scolding her years ago, since the first time she mistreated her siblings.

He had seen her do that again and again, always picking an argument when she felt threatened or intimidated.

She had nerve, too much attitude, was too bold, and had no control. She was too much like him.

He stormed into the library, where he knew he would find his daughter.

The princess frowned, placing her book aside. She noticed how her father's nostrils dilated, and the way he entered the room could only mean trouble.

"Is it true what I heard you've said to your mother?" The prince asked, in a low, and very dangerous voice.

"Which part?" Alyssa tilted her head to the side, playing fool. She wouldn't let herself be intimidated, even by the person she respected the most.

"Alyssa!" Daemon yelled, "Is it true?"

"She doesn't support me like you do! She doesn't love me like you do! She wants to marry me off to some Lord, to have a bunch of children like she did, and to sit my ass under a tent with no achievement in life!" The princess bit her quivering lip, "I want more, father. You know that."

"It doesn't matter what you want! It is no excuse for what you did, for what you said!" Daemon slammed his hand against the library table, "You thought you could mistreat your mother, and what? I would have supported you? I'm tired of blinding myself to your actions. You do not get to talk to your mother the way you did."

"She needed you to have her back? Where's the fearless warrior she claims she once was? I thought she would defend herself, but no. Here you are, doing that for her, because she's too weak! I'm not weak, father. You raised me better than that."

Daemon stared at her, incredulous. What could he say that would break her toxic ego? She's just like him. 

What could he say that would break his ego?

"I didn't raise you better than that. Indeed you are not weak, you are a disappointment. I'm even more disappointed at myself for letting things come to this. I thought you would grow into a fierce young lady, but you are using everything I taught you against your own family. First you brothers, now your mother. What is wrong with you?"

The girl screamed, "I had my reasons! My brothers whined for years for not having your attention, because being trained by you was never enough for them! I would give anything to be in that yard with you, showing everyone my skills. There are things I am denied to know, just because I am a woman. They have everything I ever wanted, and they still wanted to take you away from me!"

Daemon sighed, pinching the bridge of his nose. Too stubborn, too heated, too much. It is like looking in the mirror.

"No one could take away what we have. No one, but you. I cannot stand this behavior anymore, Alyssa. You will go to your mother and beg for her forgiveness, otherwise you will be sent to Dragonstone to stay under Rhaenyra's guardianship."

Alyssa's heart shattered. It took her a couple of seconds to realize he wasn’t playing her.

"Would you send me away?" Her voice cracked, as a tear streamed down her pale cheek.

"It's in your hands." Daemon muttered, before leaving the library walls, and the princess to her own thoughts and tears.

part 3 !!

#daemon targaryen x reader #daemon targaryen x oc #daemon targaryen imagines #house of the dragon imagines #dad!daemon targaryen x mom!reader headcanons #dad!daemon targaryen au #dad!daemon targaryen x mom!reader au

[lemon-muncher]

Tanjiro X Male Reader

Sorry, it took so long to get this out. I had the worst writer's block. Anyways, please enjoy this, I know I sure did~~~

When Tanjiro became a demon slayer, he knew it would be hard work. He knew the hard hours he'd work especially since he was determined to change Nezuko back into a human. And his journey became easier with the friends and allies he's made along the way. That's where you came in.

The second he met you, he was captivated by you. He wasn't sure what it was about, but you intrigued him. All he knows is that the moment you held out your hand to help him up after defeating a demon together, his whole world changed. Your smile shined as the sun set behind you, creating a beautiful image of his new fascination.

Ever since that day, he would follow you around like a lost puppy whenever he had the time. His excuse was always 'to give you back up incase a demon shows up' but you knew it was just a facade. Even Nezuko could tell, resulting in her staying with Zenitsu, Inosuke, Genma and Kanao everytime he would check up on you. After weeks of following you, he finally built up the courage to talk to you. And eventually you became a couple.

Currently, you had the smaller male pinned up against a tree, with your knee in between his legs. Small gasps and whines escaped Tanjiro's mouth as your own nipped at his neck. His smaller hands pawed at your bare chest. "Y~y/n! Nngh~ Someone's gonna hear us!" You could only chuckle at his weak attempts to keep his voice down. "Now,now sweetheart. If you don't want anyone to hear you, you're gonna have to keep your voice down." Your sickly sweet tone caused the smaller male to thrown his head back with a groan.

Roughed hands made their way down Tanjiro's waist. Your fingers hooked around the hem of his pants, slowly pulling them down. "Don't tease me, Y/n-san." Looking up, pleading eyes met your [eye color]ed ones. Once his pants were completely off, you dropped to your knees while simultaneously turning him around.

"W-wait! Y/N? What are you doi- NNGH~~?! He was cut off by the feeling of your tongue against his ass. "Remember what I said 'Jiro. Keep your voice down~" With a smirk you went back to working his hole with your tongue. One of your hands kneads the fat of his ass while the other starts to play with his leaking cock. "I-I can't! I wanna- FUCK~~ wanna cum.

The both of you were in complete bliss before it was interrupted by familiar voices. "Damn it! Where the hell is he? " You stopped your movements. Tanjiro began trembling, his hand over his mouth with wide eyes. You smirked as you entered him. A sigh escaping your mouth and a squeal leaving his. Whispering in his ear, you state, " You wouldn't want my friends to hear you, now would we?"

The maroon haired male wasn't sure if it was from the possibility of getting caught or you putting him in situations like this but he couldn't help but moan helplessly into his hand. "Your such a slut, baby~ And here I was thinking you didn't want to get caught~" The speed of your thrusts increasing with each word. "Moaning like a bitch- fuck- like a bitch in heat~" You continued to fuck Tanjiro into the tree he leaned into. His head was thrown back onto your shoulder as his hips stuttered against yours.

As he tightened around you, you could only groan before cumming inside of him. "Damn....you did really good, Sweetheart." You placed a kiss on his red cheek. Tanjiro only nuzzled up into your warm body. "Thank you, Y/N...."

#tanjiro x reader #tanjirou x reader #tanjiro x male reader #x male reader #sub tanjiro #sub tanjirou

[crazyforkookoopuffs]

Jake x Reader-I’m going to take care of you

So this is also like not in the Avatar but in the Avatar universe. it's a weird in between where it mentions scent. They live on a beach or at least near enough to a beach. Idk I just wanted to write more of a tease kind of story. This is also my first time writing something like this and I like it. Im not sure if there'll be a part 2 but its probably very likely. This is also very short, I just realized, so a part 2 is def likely.

Word Count: ~700

Excuse any errors, if you want more or specific storylines comment/ make suggestion. If you also know any tips for better writing also comment them I just trying so many new things and have a couple of ideas I think I want to write about.

Jake is struggling. He is struggling so hard to contain himself and you are making it that much harder. With your tight coverings of your chest and the short but loose coverings of your bottom. He can smell you, everytime the wind blows and everytime you so much as shift toward him he catches a hint of your beautiful scent. He is lost when it comes to you. You truly are his weakness. A weakness he enjoys having. Enjoys  devouring.

Jake Sully who is literally salivating at the mouth as you lean down in front of him and he gets a full view of your full ass. The heat he feels crawls throughout his body, he has no idea where it started nor does he know where it ends but he does know both his aching cock and mind are burning to take care of you. 

He wants nothing more than to make you scream his name over and over. A mantra then falls off your lips like  sin. Nothing more than to sweep you off your feet and have you settle right atop of his face. His mouth more specifically. ‘Your throne’, he thinks, because you deserve nothing less.

You do so many things to him, you make him ache with want and need. You make his knees fucking  weak if you so ever glance his way, you are literally his first and last thought when he rises and sleeps. And right about now he has had enough of watching you carefully pick shells from the sandy shore you two are walking on. 

“Y/N, babe, you think we can head back now?” Jake asks, he hopes you don't notice the edge to his tone or the way his voice is a bit husky. Or maybe he does then you can allow him to do what he pleases to your body. You look toward him with a pout, not really wanting to leave just yet as the waves in the sea start to sparkle more as the sun goes down and the sky becomes a beautiful hue of pinks and blues. There's still a bunch of little cute shells you want to find. 

“But the sun isn't even down completely yet. It’s still so nice out.” you say with a slight whine to your tone. And god does it do something to Jake. He hates to ruin or cut your fun short but he is picturing other ways you can have fun. Images of you on top of him with your head thrown back in great pleasure and his hands finding purchase anywhere he can reach. His groans, fucking yells, rivaling your own..

“Actually it’s ok. We can come back tomorrow, I want to meditate before bed.” You interrupt his delicious daydream. 

There's a slight pause of movement as Jake makes eye contact with you and he can't help but to pull you in his arms. Staring into your eyes he takes the tip of his dumb and traces the outline of your full bottom lip. 

And the thing that goes over Jake’s head is the fact that you're completely head over heels for him too. So his action, as small as it is, makes you almost instantly drip. Your knees go weak as you look into his eyes. Seeing him. Seeing all the dirty thoughts he has of you too together. Your mouth slightly opens as he puts a bit more pressure.

“Fuck. Momma, you're going to be the death of me.” He curses as you suck in his finger. He is just glad your home isnt too far from where yall are right now, otherwise he would have considering fucking you right here on the beach. In the open. ‘Hmmm, maybe another time.’ he thinks. 

You two stand there for a moment pressed together. Your chest flushed against his chest. He can feel your hardened nipples through the top. You can feel his broad chest and it makes your mind so fuzzy you don't even realize that you are sucking Jake’s fingers so hard that saliva is already pooling out and around it.  But Jake notices.

Oh, he notices how your eyes glaze over and your thighs squeeze tighter together and how a slight whimper comes out of you when you can’t seem to press any closer to him. And he definitely notice the way you suck on his finger. If his cock isn't hard enough already then, now, with your sweet sinful lips around his finger, your seductive scent, and the lovely sounds you are making would sure do the fucking trick. 

He pulls out his thumb and inhales as you chase it with a disappointed mewl.

“Take me home Jake.” 

#jake sully #Jake #avatar #awotw x reader #jake x y/n #Oneshot #smut #Love #Smut #really proud of this actually #First time writer #Tease

[youhavetosmile]

KD Prompt: matt get jealous 😏

I wanted to get this done for Charlie's birthday yesterday, but no dice. Thank you so much for the prompt! Hope you enjoy it.

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It wasn’t that Matt didn’t like parties, per se.  They were just—a lot.  The noise, the smells, the heat.  Sorting through that much sensory input was exhausting.  So he initially declined when Foggy asked him to please please please tag along to the Landman & Zack Christmas party he was attending with Marci.  Even when he begged him not to “leave him alone in the shark tank,” he refused.

Karen, however, was much more persuasive.  And so, with the promise that she would make it up to him, Matt found himself standing at the bar of some upscale hotel, nursing a whiskey neat and fighting off waves of nausea every time someone walked past him wearing too much cologne.

He was relieved when he heard the clicking of Karen’s heels as she came back from the bathroom.  It was so much easier when he could just focus on her.  But it suddenly stopped as, with all the narcissism of a hot-shot attorney who only did it for the money, a voice drawled, “Karen Page.”

“What?” said Foggy, noticing his scowl.

Matt tilted his head toward the other side of the room.  “Sean McAllister’s just intercepted Karen.”

“Shit,” Marci muttered from her seat on a bar stool between them.  “He’s such an asshole.  He called me ‘sweetheart’ last week.  I hate that guy.”

“Join the club.”

“Damnit, Karen.”  Marci took a sip of her martini.  “This is why we don’t go to the bathroom alone.”

Matt turned his attention back to Karen.  “Can I ask you a favor?” Sean was asking.

“That depends.  What is it?” Karen replied, her heartbeat calm and steady.

“I was hoping you could look into something for me…” Sean took a step closer as he explained the situation.  Matt heard the soft brush of his hand against Karen’s elbow.

He set his drink down.  “I’m going over there.”

“Oh, no, you’re not,” said Marci, grabbing his arm and pulling him back to the bar.

“Marci, that guy’s hated me since law school.  I can’t just leave Karen alone with him.”

He made another attempt to leave, but Marci pulled him back again.  “You really don’t get it, Murdock.”

“Get what?” Foggy asked.

“How hard it is to be a woman in this room right now.  Don’t you dare roll your eyes, either of you.  It’s true.  I have had to work my ass off to get the respect in this field that you two get just by existing.”

“Yeah, but Karen’s not an attorney,” Matt argued, “she’s a PI.”

“Which means she’s in an even more male-dominated field than I am.”  Marci huffed in frustration at the sustained looks of confusion on Matt and Foggy’s faces.  “Look, in this world, the worst thing for a woman is to be perceived as weak.”

“Karen is not weak,” Matt defended emphatically.

“I know that.  But if you go swoop in and save her, that’s exactly how she’ll look to Sean, and nobody wants that.  Trust me, Matt, it’s best if you don’t get involved.  Karen can handle him.”

“And if she can’t?”

“Then I see an unfortunate run-in with Daredevil in Sean’s future.”

Matt groaned in frustration.  “Fine.  But you can’t stop me from eavesdropping.”

And eavesdrop he did.  “I can’t make any promises,” Karen said when Sean had finished his explanation, “I’m swamped with Nelson and Murdock cases already.”

“I could really use the help.  Maybe we could grab coffee or dinner sometime and talk about it?”

“Ah,” Karen said with a click of her tongue, “there it is.”

“What?”

“The real reason we’re having this conversation.  You spun a great story, Sean, I’ll give you that.”

Matt’s discomfort was quickly turning to a possessive pride.  “You got me,” Sean admitted, because what else could he do?  “I guess I just wanted to make sure you’re okay.”

“Excuse me?”

“You look so good, Karen.”  He touched her elbow again, and Matt gripped his cane to keep himself from marching up and punching him right in his stupid face.  “You deserve someone who can appreciate that.”

Karen actually laughed in his face.  Matt scowled, pushing the thought of he’s right out of his mind.  But the uptick in her heart rate had him smiling despite the doubts.  He’d made Karen mad enough times to know what it sounded like—and to know this wouldn’t end well for Sean.

“I appreciate the concern,” Karen was saying, “but it’s unnecessary.” 

“You can’t tell me you don’t think about it.”

She leaned closer in that slightly threatening, incredibly sexy way she did and said (truthfully, he could tell), “I can’t tell you how little I think about it.  Matt appreciates me more with four senses than you ever could with five.  So you can take your suit, and your lines, and your made-up case and go find someone else to help you, because I’m doing just fine.”  Matt was grinning as she smiled at Sean and strutted back toward him.  “You heard all of that, didn’t you?” she asked as she approached.

“Every word,” he replied, reaching out to wrap his arm around her waist tighter than was strictly necessary.

He could feel her staring at him, licking her lips then running her teeth across them.  “Marci?  Is he still watching?”

Marci glanced inconspicuously back across the room.  “Yep.”

“Good.”  Then she put her hand on the back of his neck and pulled him into a kiss, just intense enough to capture Sean’s attention but not anyone else’s.  He could win a million fights and never feel this good.

He stayed close when she let him go.  “You’re incredible,” he whispered in her ear.

“Glad you enjoyed it,” she replied with a coy smile.

“Well,” Marci finished her drink and set it back on the bar, “I think we’ve had enough excitement for tonight, don’t you, babe?”

“Yeah, I think we’d better go,” said Foggy, “before Matt starts taking Karen’s clothes off right here.”

Matt smiled, kissed the side of Karen’s face, and didn’t deny it.

#karedevil #daredevil #matt x karen #matt murdock #matt and karen #karedevil fanfic #daredevil born again #karen page

[iove33]

Fem!Reader x D.M.

(Yall im not British so the most British your gonna get from me is the occasional “bloody hell”)

“Fuck “ I muttered getting up from bed turning off the annoying ass alarm that went off every day (other than the days I faked sick or was ac sick 😁) * I rubbed my eyes walking to my closet grabbing the uniform and heavy robe throwing it into my bed , I sat down at my vanity putting brushing my hair after taking them out of the heat less curler I had used last night “worked like a charm “ I smiled seeing the pretty curls that had bounced out when I took of the curler . I brushed my hair putting it into a low poney taking a few baby strands out to help frame my face * I stood back up slipping on the white button up then the vest that had small slithers of green and grey as representation for my house,I slipped on the black skirt then the rest of the uniform the tie the socks the shoes “good enough “ * I shrugged sitting back down putting on my favorite mascara and then lip gloss taking it with me just in case I slipped on my messenger bag and was ready to go I peeked over to see if me roommate was done “pansy you ready?” I asked knowing she wasn’t “uhhhh…almost! “ she said just now putting on her uniform, I checked my watch sitting on the bed waiting for my friend to finish so we could get breakfast at the great hall “ geez I always tell you to wake up earlier “ I sighed “I need my beauty sleep why don’t you just go I’ll be there in a little” she said probably annoyed by being pestered “ok hurry though “ I muttered walking out to the common room my eyes narrowed seeing the annoying snake like guy I’ve been arguing with sense 1st year I rolled my eyes walking past him briskly “not gonna say hello ?” He asked in a cocky voice looking up at me just as I passed behind him “I’ll say hello to you when you’re not an asshole “ I scoffed looking down at him blankly . He looked at me as I traced his face for his normal scowl but it was a different face , a face that told me he was planning something “don’t look at me like that * I stated getting an unsettling feeling “ I can look at you however I damn well please .” He retorted making me roll my eyes before hearing a strangely energetic pansy walk down the stairs “oh y/n your not at the great hall yet? No matter we can go together “ she practically coed . We walked to the great hall sitting at the slytherin table , “ugh I have potions first class” I groaned to pansy remembering who taught it before grabbing an apple to munch on “what do you have first class” I asked taking a bite out of the green apple “ I got care of magical creatures with hagrid” she chimed in excitement “ oh yea their bringing in a whatever it’s called a bucklebeack?” “ buckbeak” she corrected taking a bite of his waffle “ so is that the reason your so giddy today or is someone on you mind “ I grinned nudging her she blushed a bit smiling holding a finger to her lips “I’ll tell ya later “ she grinned going back to her waffle “ ugh no fair “ I whined finishing my apple grabbing another for later “I gotta go I don’t wanna be late to snapes class “ I shivered at the thought for theatrics getting up walking to potions class but getting stopped by a certain blonde fucking with some poor 1st year “malfoy can’t you mess with somone your own size or are you just that weak” I folded my arms cocking my head at him “ just keeping them in their place” he grinned “no, your just being an asshole “ I said grabbing out my wand “ you know you love me “ he said that cocky look still on his face letting the first year go allowing me to let out the breath I was holding putting away my wand “ whatever I need to go to potions “ I said scowling at him as he followed me to the class . We walked in …to hear silence and see snap already there..” y/n,draco your late. You’ll be sitting in the front and you have detention after school today “ he said in a harsh tone “but..!” I said trying to find excuse “ unless you have a ‘valid’ excuse “ he said making sure to underline valid for us “ fine “ I muttered siting at the table he had assigned us.

Uh very short I’m bored now so this is pt one idk if I’ll do pt 2 🤷‍♀️ not proof read AGAIN never proof reading sorry 😘

#draco malfoy #harry potter #great hall #tumblr fyp #pls read #me: 🥰🥰🥰 #if that makes sense

[zandellion0148]

UNTITLED

Word Count: 1013

Trigger Warning: homophobic, & angst

Note: There will be many triggers and homophobic angst, If you are triggered please do not proceed further. There is also a slight smut with Alpha/Omega content so be WARNED. So that's it! Hope you guys enjoy this story ^^

“DAMN IT DAD!!! WOULD YOU JUST SHUT UP?! I-AM-SICK-AND-TIRED-OF-YOU-TELLING-ME-WHAT-TO DO.” I said it in a fitting rage, then my mother talked back in a cold demure voice. “My son you do know it is customary for us men to marry the same gender. Isn’t it? I and your father were like that too at first but in the end, you would come to agree and love each other.” I just couldn’t understand why we have to marry the same sex, isn’t it supposed to be the opposite? But this tribe of ours wants us to marry a guy, get it? A GUY. As for me I am not like the others here, I prefer holding a woman instead of a man. “THAT’S IT I’M OUT.” BANG!!! (DOORS SHUT) “Hon, what should we do? I've set him to meet his spouse.” He sadly said, “Don’t worry he’ll come around, and maybe he too will be able to love someone again…”

As I neared the forest's end, I spotted the city, which shone brightly against the night sky. I usually come and go here to have some fun with the city's women because our tribe was mostly made up of men. As I neared the club, there were full of people wanting to glimpse the ladies. I approached one but she got snatched away from me. “Hey, you know I was the first to approach her.” I said to the guy in front of me “Yea, so what?” pissed off I didn’t even look back. I then continued to enter the club and it was bustling as ever. Full of people anywhere I go, I sat on the empty seat in the corner, and then a lady approached me. We had a good time and as usual, I was about to ask her to play with me but suddenly my legs felt weak and I suddenly slipped. “Oh Gosh! Are you okay?!” surprised, she then helped me stand up and brought me to the sofa. “Hehe, I’m sorry… Do excuse me, I just need to go to the restroom.” I embarrassingly excused myself and went straight to one of the stalls.

“Shambles! Why does it have to be now?!” mortified of today’s events, I had to go back since it was the day of my heat. Every month during the fourth week, I have to go through this since this is one of the days when I could be able to conceive a child. “Shoot! I have to go back before someone sees me in this state.” As I exited the stall there was a guy staring at me. I didn’t bother giving a second glance so I wouldn’t look suspicious but then he suddenly took my hand and brought me to his arms and kissed me. As I was resisting he then grasp my ass and stick his finger in it. “FUDGE! TAKE IT OUT!!! I SAID TAKE IT O---” he kissed me once more to shut me up. Kissed passionately, I have never experienced it with my partners in bed. We then moved on to a nearby love hotel, where it lasted until the seventh day of the week. As I woke up I saw him sleeping beside me. My body was sore after doing it. I felt disgusted with myself after promising myself to never do it with a guy, then I suddenly stood up and put my clothes on, and hurriedly went outside so he wouldn’t be able to catch me.

When I reached the forest I first went to the river and took a bath and cleaned my ass so I wouldn’t get pregnant. I then went back home silently so I wouldn’t be found out. “Son?” KNOCK! KNOCK! “Y/N?” “O-Oh, dad…what is it?” I startledly asked, “It’s about your spouse…he will be coming here later 10 am, so you need to get ready.” I can’t believe he asked me to meet up with him when he knows I don’t want to which I thought to myself. I sighed and said fine. As the meeting time drew closer, I fixed myself and waited till I heard a knock. “Hello?” he then said while knocking “Hello to you too ---” I stopped, it was the guy from last night. I just couldn’t believe it was him. “Hi Damien, please do enter. This is my son beside me and my husband sitting over there.” my mother introduced. We talked about many things but I just couldn’t look at him because of those nights we had.

After the talk, we then said our goodbyes but then he sought me out and told me “I also don’t like men okay cause I’m straight. Just forget about those nights we had and our little past.” After hearing that I felt a prick in my heart and didn’t mind it. “Don’t worry I feel the same way.” We then didn’t have any contact for almost 3 months and we did our thing. I would usually go to the club and play, and sometimes I would see him too but then in the fifth month, I didn’t feel good. My dad would yell at me and tell me, I was pregnant for about 5 months and didn’t know who the father was because of that incident. Though obviously, I didn’t tell her that it was my fiance. As my tummy was getting bigger I felt conscious about not aborting the child so I then just raised her not to be like me. We then left the tribe and searched for a suitable place in the city and as time passed by, my little darling grew. “Mama, you don’t have to worry about me not having a papa.” She smiled at me with those sparkling beautiful eyes. “But sweetie just don’t end up like me, I know when I was in my youthful days, I was a bad child to my parents because of that incident. Even if the person didn’t love you remember there are still people who still care and will love you.” “Just like you mama?” “Yes…just like me.” I then smiled at her lovingly and still on that very day, I was still longing for him to be with me…

||Word by: Anonie-Writer||

#writing #short story #short fiction #alpha omega #smut

[yikimiki]

What about stepbros Zeke & Eren tag teaming their little princess🤭

stepbro!eren x fem!reader x stepbro!zeke | warnings: smut, stepcest, all characters are adults, threesome, oral (m and f receiving), unprotected sex, spanking, breast play, praise kink, size kink, creampie(s)

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You knew it would come to this — it always does. It’s rare that both your brothers are home at once, always busy with either college or work, and, even more so, that they’re in good terms. You have no idea what kind of love/hate relationship goes down in the Jaeger family, but you are beyond used to seeing Eren and Zeke with a frown on their faces when the other walks in, therefore the vision of them talking in friendly terms always catches you off guard.

The text from your mom comes just as you’re walking home — dad and I are out on a date! Zeke and Eren are home and you can all order something to eat — and the late warning has you rolling your eyes. You like your makeshift brothers most of the time (you swear you do) but you seriously need a relaxing night and, by experience, being home alone with the two of them is always anything but.

It all starts when you throw yourself on your bed, groaning loudly at the tension on your shoulders as Zeke walks into your room, hands in his pockets and a curious look on his face. “Tired?” He asks.

“Exhausted. My back is killing me,” you answer, pressing two fingers against your temple. “Mom said we can order something tonight. They’re out on a date.”

Zeke takes a step toward the bed, eyeing you up and down. “We can do that, Eren says he wants pizza.” You nod at his words, expecting him to take a jab at his younger brother’s wishes. It doesn’t come, though, Zeke just sits behind you in bed, two large hands coming up to press against your tense shoulders. When he speaks up again, his voice is husky and low against your ear. “And we can make you feel better if you want, princess.”

Once again, you knew it would come to this. What can you say? You’re weak, and you’ve gone through every excuse in the book in order to convince yourself that what you’re doing with your two stepbrothers isn’t that weird. You’re not biologically related and, frankly, you haven’t even heard of the two of them a little over a year ago. You’re all consenting adults and... they just feel... so good. And they take care of you so well.

It’s an unspoken truth between you three that the two of them work like beasts when they’re in the same tune. Zeke has barely started massaging your shoulders when Eren walks into your room, then is just a matter of minutes and a few shared looks until he is pushing you against Zeke’s chest and spreading your legs so he can take off your pants and lick your pussy clean. The hands that were caressing you are now strongly keeping your body in place, Zeke kissing up your neck as his younger brother makes you whimper and moan.

“Shhh, relax, princess,” he says, big hands slowly sliding up your torso, squeezing your breasts. The motion of Eren’s tongue against your clit is making your vision blurry, wave of pleasure growing faster by the second. “Let your big brothers take care of you. You’ve had such a long day, hm?”

“Y-Yes,” you agree breathlessly. The buttons of your shirt come undone one by one until the white cotton is thrown on the floor. You’re almost cumming as Eren groans against your slit, moving up to kiss your hips, your belly, until his mouth is settling on your nipple. Zeke pushes the two mounds together, bruising the skin as the younger sucks on it. “P-Please let me cum.”

It’s Eren who answers, his nose bumping against yours as he raises his stare to look at you. “You’re gonna cum, princess,” he assures, voice low. His lips are swollen and wet, brushing against yours as he speaks. His next question is not directed to you, but his stare doesn’t falter. “How do you want her?”

Zeke hums, nonchalantly placing two long fingers over your slit. You shiver as he starts rubbing your clit slowly, barely enough to give you any pleasure. “She’s so wet,” he muses, thinking for a second. His other hand moves upward, holding your jaw as his thumb presses against your lips. Eren moves back to watch it too, how you are eager to suck it into your mouth, warm tongue swirling around it. Zeke sighs. “But this mouth is so fucking perfect too. She always sucks my cock so well.”

“So, what is it?” Eren presses on. “I’m being nice enough for letting you choose this time, so hurry up.”

Zeke scoffs. You almost choke on your own spit when he switches his thumb with his middle and ring finger, thrusting them in and out of your mouth. “It’s my turn to choose, you did it last time,” he remembers. Eren rolls his eyes. “I want my cock in her mouth.”

Eren smirks, happy with that decision. His gaze returns to you, to your perfectly overwhelmed face. “Gonna let me fuck your tight little cunt, baby?” He asks. You nod instantly. “Good girl. Hands and knees for me.”

With a bit of maneuvering, everything falls into place. You turn around, facing Zeke, and pull his pants down as you hear Eren’s zipper opening behind you, your bare heat exposed and glistening. Zeke grunts when his cock springs free from his pants, one hand automatically landing on the back of your head as you lean closer to it, warm tongue licking up his length. “Perfect little thing,” he praises, meeting your doe eyes as you wrap your lips around his tip. Behind you, Eren sends a surprise smack against your ass, making you whimper around the other’s cock. “Fuck, that’s a good girl, wanna see you choking on it.”

“She’s so fucking horny,” Eren breathes out, heavy cock resting against your ass. You wiggle your body towards him, hearing him snicker behind you, fisting his girth. “Look at this, our little sister is soaked for us.”

“Yeah?” Zeke asks, barely holding back a moan when you suck him. “Make her feel good or I will.”

“Don’t even think about it,” he warns. You moan loudly when Eren’s crown slips between your folds, pushing past the tight ring of muscle and setting into your pussy. He curses about how wet and small you feel, how his thick cock throbs when he bottoms out. You are sobbing around Zeke by the time that Eren starts with a rough, steady pace, throwing your body forward so the other’s cock is pushed deep inside your throat. “Fuck, this pussy’s so good, can’t wait to fill it up.”

“Gonna let your brother fuck you full of his cum, princess?” Zeke asks, pulling on your hair. You moan around his cock, hoping he realizes you’re agreeing with it. “Yeah? Gonna be a good girl and let us use your tight little cunt however we want?” Once again, you moan. Eren slaps your ass again, moaning something about how tightly you’re clenching around him, trying to milk his cum. “Fuck, you know I have to feel that pussy around my cock later. Wanna cum inside too, fill our sister up.”

“Feels so fucking good,” Eren says, sounding completely dazed behind you. His cock is so big that your legs are starting to give in, whimpers and sobs pushing past your chest as you sink your mouth deep around Zeke’s member. You just feel so full, so cherished, that you can’t even remember why you felt so tired in the first place. “She’s so fucking tight, I don’t even know how she can take my cock so deep.”

Zeke breathes out, shivering when you gag around him. “You’re made for it, aren’t you, baby?” You whine out, barely hearing as Eren reaches his high, emptying his balls inside you and fucking himself through his orgasm. You only notice once his cum starts leaking out of you, and Zeke notices it too. “Fuck, that’s our good girl,” he praises, but his touch is harsh as he yanks your head up, teary eyes looking up at him. “I need your pussy now.”

Eren groans behind you, pounding into you a few more times until his sensitive cock can’t take it anymore. Your pretty hole flutters when he moves away, a blob of white cum leaking out. “Gonna get both?” Eren asks, pulling his cock out of you. “Only if I can fuck her throat too.”

“Learn how to share,” Zeke answers. You’re shivering by now, orgasm torn from you twice in a row. Your big brother sighs, caressing your cheek as Eren pushes his cum back inside your pussy, moaning something about how you’re still so tight. “Look what you’ve done to her, Eren, she hasn’t cum.”

Eren clicks his tongue. “Not my fault. Finish her off, then.”

With a bit of teamwork, both of them do. In a matter of seconds, you’re on your back and Zeke is pounding like a madman inside you, stretching you out as Eren’s cum drips down his cock, your thighs, making a mess on the bed. Eren decides to position himself next to you, eager hands exploring your body, teasing your clit as his mouth sucks onto the skin of your neck. When you’re about to cum, Eren pulls your face towards him, making out with you as you reach your high; playing with and sucking on your tongue as your brother spills himself inside your abused pussy.

When Zeke pulls out, you feel the mixture of their cums leaking out of you, and you can’t even process the bickering that follows — Eren wanting you to suck his cock now, Zeke saying you’re too tired — because you just feel so good. Peace never lasts between those two, but, when it does, it brings along amazing gifts.

#eren smut #Zeke smut #eren headcanons #eren jaeger #eren x you #eren x reader #eren jaeger x you #eren yaeger headcanons #eren yeager smut #eren jaeger smut #zeke jaeger x you #zeke jaeger smut #zeke x reader #zeke x you #zeke yaeger smut #zeke jaeger #zeke headcanons #stepbro eren #stepbro zeke #stepcest smut #stepcest

[jerry-hornes-foot]

Can I ask for a part 2 to steve teasing a needy reader plsss ?

Omg I'm so glad someone has asked for this it's literally just an excuse for me to write dom!steve going fuckin wild in the woods, I really hope you enjoy where this went!

Part one here for anyone interested!

1257 words

18+ only

Smut

Steve Harrington x Gender Neutral Reader

Tags: dom/sub; sub!reader; dom!steve; teasing; begging; biting; masturbation; blowjobs; genital touching; offensive language; rough sex; outdoor sex; pet names; baby (reader)

Steve's hands are all over your body, tugging at your clothes, lifting your shirt and running his fingers over your skin. He cocks his leg, letting you ride his thigh while you lean against him, kissing him hard. Your skin feels white hot. Steve's tongue slips into your mouth as his hand slips down the back of your jeans and grabs your ass. A pathetic whine slips from your throat as Steve pulls his lips away from yours, dipping his head into the crook of your neck and sinking his teeth into your skin. Every sensation is somehow too much and also not enough. You're so sensitive every light touch sends fire racing over your body, but you need so much more. Grabbing at Steve's wrist you make a weak attempt to shove his hand down the front of your jeans. Steve's lips brush your ear, a soft laugh warms the side of your face,

"God you're so fucking desperate. You'll get what you want when I say so, understand?"

You whimper as Steve's hand slips down your jeans but remains, intentionally, on the outside of your underwear. He starts stroking you, so lightly you can barely feel it through the fabric, the feeling is driving you insane. You try to grind your hips downwards, but he moves his hand with you stopping you from getting any closer.

"Ah ah ah." He says with a cruel smile, his fingers going back to making featherlight strokes that make your legs quiver, "What did I just say? If you can't learn to behave you don't get anything."

"Please Steve, come on. I can't even think straight, you're driving me insane. I've just got to feel you touch me, please!"

"Hmm... maybe I'd feel more inclined to help you if I could see my dick in that pretty little mouth."

You're on your knees again in a flash, even quicker than before, desperate to show Steve how good you can be so he'll give you something, anything. Steve stares down at you with a wicked smile. Your hands are shaking, so much so you fumble with the button on his jeans and can't get it open. Steve bats your hands out of the way and does it for you. The sight of his cock makes your heart jump, the heat between your legs is unbearable.

"At least let me touch myself." You make an attempt to sound bratty, but your voice comes out in a pathetic tremble.

"Let's see how good of a job you do first."

As your mouth slides back and forth over Steve's dick, he makes no secret of how good it feels. Its late, and no one really comes up this way even in the day time, so Steve knows he can be as loud as he likes.

"Oh fuck yes!" He shouts, banging his fist against the tree. "Jesus, baby, that feels so good."

Even without looking up at him you know he's got a sadistic smile on his face. He's doing this on purpose, and it's working. With each groan from Steve's lips your clothes feel more and more constricting, the damp patch in your underwear clinging to your skin is a constant reminder of what you're being denied. You press the tip of your tongue into the underside of Steve's cock as you bob your head again, feeling it kick in your mouth.

"Fuck, okay." Steve's voice catches in his throat a little as he groans again. "Go ahead and touch yourself."

Your hand is down your underwear in an instant. The touch of your fingers is such a relief you nearly lose your rhythm, but you're smart enough to know better. Steve can take this away from you just as easily as he let you have it. You moan around his cock as you finally get to feel some pleasure. Steve's hand appears on your head, bouncing you faster on his dick. You're still stroking yourself, the sensation is already making you feel hazy. Suddenly Steve slips away from you. You stare up at him a little bewildered, hand still moving urgently beneath your jeans. Steve grabs your arm and tugs your hand out from your waistband. Placing the sole of his boot against your shoulder he pushes you backwards into the dirt, then climbs on top of you, pinning you down,

"My turn."

Little plastic buttons fly off in random directions as Steve tears your shirt open. You're taken aback at the sheer force with which he bursts the seams. The feeling of his cock inside you makes your eyes roll back in your head instantly. You feel as though you've been made to wait a lifetime for this, and it's more than worth it. Steve's hips drive into you, your body screaming for more as he starts to pick up speed. Your fingertips dig into his arms as you bounce your hips up into his. It's almost hard to believe he's letting you have this, you had really started to think he'd draw this out all night. Part of you is a little tempted to make a snide comment about it being to easy, but the feeling of his hard cock throbbing against you is too good to risk facing punishment now. You scream his name as his hand reaches down and starts stroking as he fucks you. He's pounding against you so hard you're struggling to keep up. Your arms drop to the ground. Piles of dirty leaves get pulled up into your hands as you ball them into tight fists. Your head is starting to swim, your whole body tingling as Steve slams into you again and again and again, the touch of his fingers is extremely close to driving you over the edge.

"Steve, I think... I'm gonna... Steve I'm..."

You're so fucked out you can barely speak, the oncoming orgasm melts your brain and the words just don't seem to come. But you do. Throwing your head back you let out a feral grunt, leaves tangling in your hair as your body convulses with pleasure. Steve keeps up his pace. It feels so good it hurts.

"Come on, baby, just hold on for me a little longer." He pants.

You can barely even hear him, your brain feels as though it's made of liquid. Your head rolls around limply in the dirt as Steve keeps pumping on top of you. Finally he pulls out and sprays your stomach and chest with hot ropes of cum. Rolling off you he lies by your side in the leaves, the two of you panting harshly as you try to catch your breath.

Steve zips his jacket up over your bare chest and pulls you in for a hug.

"Sorry about your shirt."

"It's okay." You say with a laugh, pulling away from him and smiling. "A worthy sacrifice."

When you get back to the main road Steve finds a trash can where he disposes of your ruined shirt, which had also been used extensively in the clean up process, and the discarded buttons which you had both managed to dig out of the leaves. It's a full moon and the soft light makes Steve's eyes sparkle. He takes your hand gently and starts to lead you up the road home.

"The stars look so pretty tonight." You say, staring up into the twinkling sky.

"They do." Steve puts his arm around you and pulls you in close, kissing you softly. "We ought to walk home this way more often.

#so glad I got to finish this #proud to say this is my second story about sucking off steve harrington in the woods #answered #writing requests #steve harrington #steve harrington fan fiction #steve harrington smut #steve x reader #dom!steve #jerryhorneskink

[angelprinz]

DILUC X GN! READER NSFW. MINORS DO NOT INTERACT.

warnings: extremely rough sex, degrading, abusive elements, mentions of rape and anal, cumplay, breathplay, dacryphilia, sadism, dubcon, skullfucking/facefucking, violence

reupload from @lavenprinz.

diluc is a skullfucker... you think you can get away from pleasing him when he's frustrated from his job? nope, he's grabbing you by the hair and forcing you onto your knees, slapping your cheeks with a disappointed sigh and spitting in your face. "stop struggling and open your mouth before i force my way in, bitch. c'mon open that fleshlight of a throat for me, only good for dumping cum into hm? don't talk back unless you want me to shove this cock dry into your tight ass. that's a good whore, there you go you worthless on a hole, take it all in, every, fucking, inch.”

his degrading profanity and lack of patience is so hot, threatening you while chasing his desires. he'd shove his fingers into your mouth, spreading your lips forcefully before thrusting his cock in, groaning when you gag <3 hes so mean,immediately snapping his hips without letting you up for a break to breathe, practically growing harder at your lack of breath n paling face. he thinks it's so cute, his living fleshlight choking and gasping desperately for air as he fucks into their mouth without abandon, only caring about his release !!!

he'll push your face down till your nose is pressed up against his navel, dick pulsing at every strained gurgling sound that comes from you attempting to breathe. when your tears start to spill from the lack of air and rough face fucking, diluc would absolutely speed up, the pathetic image of you bringing him closer to orgasming !! wanting to reach his high faster, he'd pinch your nose shut, watching you scream incoherently around his length and thrash around, body practically begging for air while your throat tightens around his dick.

diluc would literally bend over from the tight convulsions that send him over the edge, ropes of warm cum pouring down your throat n he'd pull out just before finishing his high to aim at your eyes, spilling his seed into your watery eyelashes while you cough n splutter his cum out, heaving in the air you were deprived of <3 diluc would get pissy when you waste his cum, backhanding you to make you collapse on the floor.

it's too bad you didn't pass out while he used your throat cs now he has to punish you by raping your rosy asshole for wasting his precious cum. it's not like he was using your accidentally spilling of his cum as an excuse to fuck your weak form, cs his dick practically twinged with excitement seeing you covered in his milky seed and close to blacking out! it's just so erotic to him, he has to find release in your unprepared dry hole n to your miserable screams. it's all your fault that he's aroused and that diluc is gonna destroy you for anyone n forever <3

i want diluc to get angry at me and just start treating me awfully. i bet diluc's vision goes a lil crazy when he's pissed too, his palms must sting with heat and he could probably burn his mark on you along w bruises. his cum is definitely searing hot, like a burning heat that's so uncomfortable to keep in your body <3

#diluc <3 #tw. dark content #tw. violence #tw. abuse #genshin smut #genshin impact smut #genshin x reader #diluc smut #diluc x reader #diluc x you

[sukirichi]

cold (m.)

request. soft nsfw scenario with gojo and his s/o on winter ♡

cw. cockwarming, sleepy sex, dom! gojo, “kitten” as a pet name, overstimulation, creampie, slight nipple play, explicit smut

note. sorry for the late request completion, but here it is, thank you for requesting on my milestone event! i’m not sure if this was “soft” enough since i got carried away, but i hope you like it!

Flakes of snow crumpled outside, heaps of stark white outlining the pavement and frosting the green leaves that had now been concealed from view. From outside, you could see the neighbors’ dogs happily chasing one another, their paws sinking from the cold. Smiling to yourself, you buried deeper in the covers and into your main source of heat, who was still snoring softly as he enjoyed his rare day off’s from work.

Twisting to your side, you cupped Satoru’s face, feeling warmth blossom from your chest and onto your palms. He looked so pretty like this – crystal hair and lashes relaxed, dusting just above his eyelids and his glossy lips still moisturized even from the biting cold.

You ran a thumb to his lips, thinking how unfair it was that he looked so ethereal even when asleep.

It was a nice sight to see your boyfriend out from his teacher’s uniform, clad in black sweatpants and an equally dark sweatshirt that now hung low to expose his defined collarbones. Tempting, he was, especially since his arm was lazily draped over the curves of your hips, large, rough hands cupping your ass even if he’s in dreamland. You wondered what he’s thinking about – you, perhaps? hopefully. It would be a shame if he had something else in mind, and in a sudden wave of jealousy, you snuggled closer to him, your head buried in his chest.

From above you, Satoru stirred. His movements were miniscule, unsure, and still sleepy for the first few seconds, until his wandering hands grazed over your skimpy shorts (mostly as an excuse to absorb his warmth skin-to-skin) and onto the plump flesh of your ass.

“Morning,” he croaked out, voice still heavily laced with sleep. “What’re you doing there, kitten?”

“Nothing,” you shook your head and pecked him on the lips, taking the man by surprise, though he didn’t pull away. Both of you enjoyed each other’s presence in the moment – with him smiling sleepily at you, his fingers tracing patterns on your legs that are mingled with his, and with you grinning up at him like you were the happiest person in the world. And well, you were. “Baby,” you started, using your most docile tone that you knew always had him weak, accompanied with wide eyes and a puppy pout. “I don’t want to leave bed but we need to eat soon. We’ve been sleeping for like, half a day already.”

Satoru’s cerulean eyes gleamed with mischief. “I think we’ve been doing more than just sleeping and that’s why we can’t leave the bed. You see, my little kitten has unfortunately bound me to the bed with her deceiving nature as a temptress.”

“Stop!” you whacked his chest playfully, your cheeks only burning further with heat the louder he laughed at you.

It was true – the laziness and comfort the cold brought, along with the need to just be impossible close to each other made getting out of bed seem such like a daunting task. If that wasn’t enough, he’d also taken you in different ways, keeping up to his word that he would fuck you on every corner of the house if that was what need be. As a result, your legs ached. Satoru took the liberty to carrying you pretty much everywhere, but it also came with the price that he’d pull your undies down just the next second, stuffing either his fingers or cock deep into your heated cunt.

Satoru effortlessly captured your wrist to stop you from your measly attacks, grabbing you until you were draped all over his body. With your weight on top of his, legs straddled on either sides of his waist, you regarded one another with so much sensations – of adoration, of lust, of need, of love.

Your boyfriend leaned upwards, pressing his forehead to yours until he was close enough to graze your nose against his. “I want you,” he breathed out hotly, his hands already on their way to squeeze your perked ass. “It’s too cold – warm me up?”

“Nasty little bugger,” you teased, but made quick work of shoving his pants down anyway.

Thanks to his teasing and your overall undeniable attraction for your boyfriend, your body felt like it was incessantly burning, but you had a duty to please him, otherwise he’d be whiny and bother you the rest of the day with his neediness. So with a roll of your eyes that was accomplished with faux annoyance, you slipped his cock out of his boxers – unsurprisingly, Satoru was already hard – and slipped him inside your mouth.

Satoru sighed, whispering finally under his breath as he relaxed back on the pillows. You let him stay there, cock hard and throbbing, but he didn’t seem to show any indication he wanted to fuck. After last night’s activities where you accidentally scratched the leather couch open from when he took you from behind, ass cheeks sore and bruised from the roughness of his palm’s impact onto yours, he must be really tired, and your legs still trembled until now.

You settled on your side to make yourself comfortable. Eyes closed and breathing softly, your mouth was the only thing that kept his cock warm. He twitched every now and then, his soft, curled hairs tickling your cheek.

His fingers began to thread your hair for some light patting; silent appreciation for how sweet you were to him. A few minutes passed where the both of you stayed there, almost on the brink of falling back to sleep again from the laxness winter always came with, until Satoru groaned, pushing your head off away from his cock. Blinking up at him, your eyelashes fluttered against your cheeks in confusion.

Satoru didn’t speak.

He simply pulled you towards him, but twisted your body before you could kiss him. His actions made you huff in disappointment, and your boyfriend chuckling under his breath did nothing to alleviate your protests that you warmed his cock up for him but wouldn’t even let you kiss him.

“Hmm, I just want things to be fair for us,” he hummed against your neck, fingers splayed out over your belly. Satoru’s hands were cold from under his oversized shirt that you wore, and you tried to push him away, though the guy was too stubborn to let go. In your irritation to make yourself comfortable, you failed to register that he was already tugging your shorts aside, groaning deep when the tip of his cock slid over your wet, pussy lips. “Fuck, kitten, no panties? You were really that bare around me the whole night? I bet you’re not wearing a bra too.”

“Why don’t you find out for yourself?”

Easy to taunt as usual, his cold fingers trailed up from your stomach and onto your erect nipples, which he rolled playfully between his digits. Gasping from the stark contrast of your warm skin on his chilled ones, you ended up falling back on his arm under your head, shivering and clenching your jaw the longer he toyed with them.

His chest reverberated against your back from his laughter. You hated how sexy he sounded even when he wasn’t remotely trying to be tempting.

“You’re so cold.”

“Push me away then,” he smirked onto your hair, leaving little butterfly kisses over your cheeks that he could reach. Scoffing in protest, you cuddled closer to his arm and pushed your ass back to his erection to shut him up. “Oh,” he chuckled, “Did I make my kitten mad?”

“Shut up and put it inside me.”

“Your wish is my command, kitten.”

Your eyes shut tight as he slipped himself inside you, his long cock stretching you so good. Each inch of his cock slid in wonderfully, your walls accommodating and hugging him like he was meant to stay there and only there. The both of you released contented sighs now that he was seated deep inside you, his pelvis flat on the curve of your ass. His hands remained cupping your breasts as he mumbled sweet nothings into the crook of your neck, his body finally warm and your positions comfortable.

You would’ve happily fallen asleep like this – your head on his arm, his body locked around yours so tightly that you felt safe and protected, the curtain of his affection like a midnight lullaby to soothe you into slipping.

Then he started moving.

It started slow at first; slow, experimental thrusts that felt more like he was just wiggling to make himself comfortable. You chided at him for it, but the idiot only chuckled, complaining that you were ‘too tight and suffocating him.’ After telling him he could pull out and be deprived of your heat, he immediately shut up and only hugged you tighter, playfully sinking down his teeth over your neck to snarl, “Never. This little kitty is mine.”

You knew he was teasing you. It was evident from the way he slid in and out in an excruciatingly slow manner, as if trying to see if he could pull out those soft moans from your pretty lips that were wrapped around his cock that was now inside you just seconds ago.

Of course you wanted to moan. Of course you wanted to bask in this pleasure; his dick throbbing inside you, your walls clenching around him that granted you sharp intakes of breath from your rather unbothered boyfriend – but you just didn’t want to. Sure, maybe you were being bratty, but didn’t he love it? Besides, it only urged him to be a little rougher with you, a little meaner, to move a little faster and fuck you a little harder. It didn’t really take much to be reduced into the lovely kitten that mewled and clawed at his wrists.

This was something Satoru knew very well, and it really wasn’t beyond your boyfriend to push you over the edge.

Even with your back turned to him, you could feel his devious smirk hot on your skin, his nimble fingers slipping down to play with your clit. Now that elicited a whimper from you, and his snickers did nothing to alleviate the torturous pleasure he fucked you with.

Satoru kept flicking his fingers side to side until your clit throbbed between his fingers, the little bundle of nerves red and swollen just for his taking. Just as you were losing mind, he pushed your hair away from your neck and dipped his tongue into the shell of your ear, where his masculine groans and restrained pants harmonized beautifully with the little please’s you kept chanting over and over again. His cock was also relentless as he fucked into you, his hips godly into thrusting right at your sweet spot that had you viewing your room white like the snow that padded outside.

“Hnggr – T’Toru, too much—” you gripped at his wrist in an attempt to slow him down a little. He felt too good and too hot; at this pace, you couldn’t guarantee you could prolong your orgasm a little more, and you didn’t want to cum too early. “Baby, I—”

“You’ll take it,” he insisted, the grip he now had on your hips close to bruising. However, there was still that fact that you were his precious kitten that lingered at the back of his mind that prevented him from going too rough to you. The last thing he wanted was to break you, especially when he planned on fucking you until your pussy took in the shape of his cock and he’d fucked you too stupid that you remembered nothing else but his name. “You’re a good kitten, aren’t you? You can take it. Hold on a little longer for me.”

Your moans only turned to spur him on. You lay there limp like a ragdoll as he used you as he pleased, his hips snapping deep into yours until your mouth had fallen open, too shocked and drunken in pleasure to form a coherent thought.

“Feels so good,” your walls tightened around him, fingers laced around his veiny wrist that was still very much planted between your legs.

Satoru ignored the feverish manner of you rubbing your legs together, attacking you and ravishing you however he desired simply because why not. He was everywhere on you – his cock stretching you out and reaching places not even your toys could ever wander, his fingers rubbing and rolling your clit, his tongue and teeth leaving marks on the abused patch of skin on your neck and shoulders the longer he marked his territory with his scent on his signature. Not that he needed to since you would forever be his, but he didn’t want to take the chance.

“Fuck, kitten, so fucking tight for me,” he praised before his other hand gripped your boob, the pleasure too burning and overwhelming that you tipped your head back, knocking back on his chest where his heartbeat jumped and skipped even from underneath his shirt. “Oh, you always make me feel so good, always warming me up, huh?”

“Yes, yes, fuck, now please, I wanna cum,” you whined desperately, catching his lips at the same time his pace increased and made your body tremble. “Satoru,” you cried in between the kiss, hoping that he’d listen to your please this time. “Baby, too much, p-please?”

“Cum for me,” Satoru encouraged, rolling his hips in time with you meeting his cock thrust by thrust. He held onto your boob like it was his lifeline, everything he was doing igniting fireworks to explode within you. With one final, teasing pinch to your engorged clit, Satoru pushed you to the edge and you came around him, hard. The aftershocks of your orgasm were ridden out the longer he fucked himself deep into you, withering down fucked-out mumblings of please, it’s too much left unheard by his ears. Your walls clamped down around his cock the longer he stimulated you, and you were crying around him from the sensations bursting within you, the tears dripping down to his shirt.

Finally, his thrusts grew sloppy – a sign he was close. Satoru stilled his hips inside you, buried to the hilt and his skin flushed hot next to yours before you felt him spill his seed right into your warmth.

The feeling of both your cum dripping out your pussy lips were halted when Satoru pulled one last thrust, shushing you with a kiss when you moaned brokenly from the movement. You panted in his arm afterwards, holding onto his bicep and the sheets for dear life. He refused to pull out as he gathered you into his chest, kissing your tear-stained cheeks and wet lashes with a tenderness so alien to his dominance in bed.

“Shhh, shhh, you’re alright, I got you, kitten,” he soothed, brushing your hair away from your damp skin.

The heat on your bodies were immediately replaced by the biting cold, and you kissed him back once you were settled, sighing into the sweetness of his mouth and everything that was Satoru.

“’Em tired,” you eventually mumbled, too exhausted to bother cleaning up the mess he’d left between your legs.

You were thankful that he hadn’t pulled out yet, otherwise his load would drip further down your thighs and make a mess on the sheets – something you didn’t want to be bothered with.

As if sensing that you needed to be pampered now more than ever, your boyfriend nodded behind you, wiggling his lips one last time to make himself comfortable inside you. His warmth was comforting and more than welcomed, so much so that you momentarily forget his cum was still inside you. Satoru didn’t stop in caressing your skin, rolling the knots of your shoulders until you were growing sleepy before him, legs and bodies in a tangled mess similar brought about by the winter’s result to crave heat. And in the presence of your boyfriend, you were once falling back to into dreamland, but not before Satoru left one last reminder.

“Rest as much as you need, kitten,” Satoru whispered into the hollow of your ear, his tongue poking out to slowly coax you into the blissful lull of slumber. “You’re gonna need it for when I keep fucking you until winter passes.”

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