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Kinktober (3)- Age Difference
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Wanda X Reader 18+
Summary: Separated from the rest of the group, you and Wanda find the perfect opportunity in the kitchen to have some alone time.
Warnings/Tags: SMUT MDNI, Mommy Kink, Oral and fingering (W receiving), Power Bottom Wanda, Implied cheating
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"Uh I don't think so young lady," your aunt, Natasha, says teasingly, taking the glass of wine you just picked up out of your hand. She simply raised her eyebrow at you, taking a sip herself of the drink as she watched with fake glare.
"Oh come on Nat," you grumbled, leaning back into your seat as your aunt chuckled at you, Wanda also laughing at the display. "Surely I can have one drink ," you stare at her with your best puppy eyes, hoping that even though you're an adult she'll give into the oldest trick in the book.
"You can have a drink when you're twenty one," she says with no room for challenge in her tone, yet you decide to try anyway, what's the worst she can do? Pour it on you?
"Please, everyone else is drinking," you motion to Wanda and Vision who sit together on the couch, Maria who sits in an arm chair and to Yelena who is casually sipping her beer while on her phone, most likely texting her girlfriend Kate. "And I'm basically twenty one, It's only two months."
"Well if it's only two months, I'm sure you can wait," she takes another large sip to taunt you, smirking over the rim of the glass as you groan in annoyance at her. "Also everyone else here is at least over twenty one."
"More like over thirty," you grumble, earning a real glare this time. "Fine," pushing yourself to your feet, you start heading towards the kitchen, "I'll go get myself a drink suitable for a twenty year old." You hear a chorus of laughter and shake your head while making your way through the house.
When you arrive at the kitchen you head straight to the fridge hoping to find something to drink and take back to the group. You frown when all you can see are juice boxes and groan when you remember this is Wanda and Visions house so everything is catered for children. Mumbling a small, "Fuck it," you grab two blackcurrant juice boxes and place one on the counter top while stabbing the straw through the other. You got lost in your thoughts as you moodily drank one of the twins drinks, jumping when a pair of arms wrapped around your middle.
"Hey Detka," she whispers into your ear, body flush against your back. "Enjoying the drink?" she teases making you groan once again, turning in her hold to face her. You stare up at the older woman, admiring her features as she smiles softly at you. Your mouth opens to make a snarky remark but your voice dies down when you feel her hands drift towards your ass and face lower, her lips now ghosting yours. "How about I give you something that tastes a lot better than any drink you can have?" she rasps out, accent delicately wrapping around her words.
"What about Vision?" you murmur, losing yourself in her darkening green eyes.
"He's too busy telling the others a work story," she slowly turns the two of you around, her now leaning against the marble countertop of her kitchen. "So?" one hand cups your jaw, tilting your face upwards to look at her better, "Do you want to make Mommy feel good?"
You lean forward to capture her lips, groaning at the lingering taste of alcohol on her lips and move your hands to hold her waist. You feel her tongue slide over your bottom lip, not hesitating to part your lips to allow her tongue to slide in and dominate your mouth. You groan into the kiss when her hands move up your body, one resting casually on your neck.
"We don't have time to play Detka," she murmurs between kisses before pulling back, "Be a good girl for Mommy and kneel." You practically drop to your knees at her sultry voice, staring up at her with lust-filled eyes as your hands slowly creep up her legs. When you reach the hem of her skirt you stop, the silent question in your eyes answered when she nods and threads a hand through your hair. Swiftly, you lift the skirt so your head can meet her core and groan quietly to yourself when you see she's not wearing any panties, her arousal dripping from her.
"Fuck Mommy, you're so beautiful," you mutter while place a few kisses on her thighs before leaning forwards to lick a stripe up her core.
"Shit Detka," she moans quietly, hands gripping the countertop till her knuckles start to bleed white. "Do you know how turned on Mommy was when she saw you earlier?" her voice breathy as she tries to control her volume, your tongue swirling over her clit not helping her stay quiet. "I was so tempted to drag you into the bathroom and have you on your knees like now, fucking me with that perfect little mouth of yours." You groan into her pussy at her words, one of your hands raising to her core so you could tease her entrance with your fingers. At the same time, you suck hard on her clit and thrust a finger into her, one of her hands clamping over her mouth to muffle the moan that erupted from the back of her throat. "That's it Detka, you're making Mommy feel so good," she praises quickly before placing her hand back over her mouth as you curl your finger inside her.
Your tongue continues to swirl around her clit as you add another finger into her, thrusting both digits into her mercilessly as you're addicted to the sound of the muffled moans echoing around the room.
"You taste so good Mommy," you murmur before pulling your fingers out, earning a low groan in response before a choked moan when you thrust your tongue into her. You relentlessly thrust it into her while your fingers go to her clit, circling it in time with the way you curl your tongue inside her to have her legs shake slightly as she supports herself with the countertop.
" God Detka, " she groans out, "Right there, fuck I'm gonna come." You feel her clench around your tongue, legs trembling by your head as her orgasm washes over her. You moan into her when you feel her cum coat your tongue and help her ride out her aftershocks by slowly circling her clit. Her hands gently push you away when she gets too sensitive, you sitting back on your feet as you look up at her with a dazed smile, her arousal all over your mouth. She pulls you up by the collar of your shirt and crashes her lips to yours, moaning into your mouth at the taste of herself. "Good girl," she praises one last time before she lets you clean your face off with a washcloth and tidies her appearance up.
"How's the drink coming along?" Natasha says while Maria wraps her arm around her middle, both of them holding empty wine glasses as they stroll into the kitchen. They pause in their tracks when they see you with a straw in your mouth, your hand holding the other juice box as you finished the first, while your cheeks seemingly flushed with embarrassment.
"Oh my god!" Maria exclaimed while Natasha burst out into laughter, placing down her glass so she wouldn't drop it. You scowled as they started to tease you for drinking a child's drink, defending yourself as best you could but to no avail. You grumbled under your breath before turning your gaze to Wanda who had a soft smile that lessened your bad mood.
You made your way out of the kitchen to avoid any more teasing but stopped at the door of the living room when Wanda grabbed your hand.
"Meet me later for your reward, you were such a good girl for Mommy."
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bakubunny · 3 months
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share with the class you say?? im still rotting on your jealous izu drabble you hit me with. it was so good. thinking about a workplace christmas party and getting caught under the mistletoe with katsuki…and of course izu’s right there.
feel like that would be just my luck.
the better question is would you kiss him on the cheek and risk your life or would you try to avoid it?
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malavera · 1 year
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Babysitter (18+) — Joel Goodsen, Tom Cruise
summary: you became Joel Goodsen’s babysitter because Joel’s Mother had always liked you. You’re her best friend’s daughter. She’s fully aware that Joel would be alright being alone by himself but she doesn’t really trust him. Little did both of you know, Joel has always had a crush on you.
warnings: unprotected shower sex, agegap, breeding kink
tagging: @deanscroissant @love2write2626 @tomsf18 @helloitstsyu @call-sign-shark @moondustfairies @lynnsthoughts @sparklylap @gypsymoon548 @elenavampire21 @katherineswritingsblog @cherriescruise
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“Why are you here, Y/N?” Joel crossed his arms across his chest, standing in the middle of the living room watching you flip the magazine on your lap.
“What do you mean, Joel?” You innocently asked, looking up to him while your hands never stop flipping through the pages of the magazine.
“I’m 18. I could take care of myself, besides, don’t you think it’s a little weird that… You need to babysit me?” Joel sat down in front of you on the coffee table.
“I don’t think so. I’ve always loved being around ever since you were 15, it’s alright, Joel.” You shrugged your shoulders
You’re 21 years old. You and the Goodsen’s family go way back but you’ve started the babysitter service on Joel was when he was 15 years old. Joel’s parents has gone out to business trips a lot, and they couldn’t bring Joel. So, they asked for your help and you would never say no to them aside from being polite, you got nothing much to do, and also because you find the boy cute.
But, you never acted on anything that is frowned upon especially with the age gaps. Though, now he’s legal.. You might have a thing or two in mind. The only thing that is stopping you is that you never know if he enjoys your company whenever you’re around to babysit him, as you don’t want to make a fool out of yourself and caused any trouble between you and the Goodsen’s. Because, who loves being nannied and watched?
Joel pursed his lips before he lets out an irritated sigh, “I’m going to my room.” Pushing himself off from the coffee table you watched him stormed out of the room with a pursed lips.
The weather is scorching hot you could possibly cook eggs against the pavements. Joel sighed once he tossed his Tshirt off and proceeded to lay back on his bed with a magazine on his hands. Even with the fan on, it still didn't help the very hot atmosphere. If only my parents own a swimming pool, I'd jump my ass off, he thought. Although, going out to a public swimming pool sounds like a good idea during this weather, he thought of inviting you.
Joel tossed his magazine away as his feet padded against the wooden floors making his way to look for you. He hollers your name but no answer received. Except, he heard a shower running down the hall, his legs has the mind of their own as they took him down the hall to find the bathroom door slightly open.
He knew it was you in the bathroom by the sound of your soft moans. His curiosity gets the best of him as he pushed the door softly further more open.
Joel’s eyes widened listening to your moans falling out from your lips, he watched the way your head throws backwards. He couldn’t tell what made you do so as he is only watching the shadow of your figure behind the shower. You knew he was watching, you stopped your movements before you pushed the sliding door open to showcase your naked, glistening body to him who is standing at the foot of the door.
The whole atmosphere became very seductive, Joel couldn’t move an inch of his body—his muscles seemed to forgot to function with his brain. He should’ve sprinted away and never look back, for he just trespassed a sinful moment that any human being should’ve been ashamed when caught. Though, not for you. You may or may not have intended to pull this whole situation. May not as the weather is scorching hot you needed a cool shower, may as you purposely left the door slightly ajar.
“Do you want to join me, Joel?” Joel couldn’t form any words out of his mouth, he could only swallowed down his saliva, his lips slightly trembles.
You decided to take matters into your own hands, as you stepped down from the shower booth—slowly making your way towards him. With a smirk on your face, your hands reaches for his before you guides them around you to grip on your ass.
You leaned towards his ears before you lowly muttered, “I promise, you won’t regret it. If you promise me not to tell anyone about this.”
You pulled away, looking into his eyes. Joel has gained full control of his body as you felt him squeeze your ass, his bottom lip pulled in between his teeth.
“Do you want this, baby boy?” The words you spoke sounded so delicate—so safe, yet such a sinful invitation. Though who is he to kid himself? He’s been dreaming of this ever since he was 15 years old. He’s had a big fat crush on you, he’d dream about you. Yearning to be your girlfriend at the age of 16, yearning to be the only guy who could give it to you at the age of 17, and how would he knew at the age of 18 he’s standing here groping your naked rounded ass as you invited him for a fun shower.
“Just, don’t think about it.” You whispered, grabbing the hem of his shorts, undoing the buttons. In a matter of seconds, he finally decided to give into his sexual desires.
You had him pressed against the tiled walls with the cold water running down to yours and his body. Lips moving in sync—started as a soft and delicate kiss that turns into tongue battling for dominance when a soft moan had escaped from your lips that encourages him thinking he’s doing the right thing. He turned you both around—now pushing you against wall. His lips went to your neck, his hands busy playing and groping your full rounded tits that he thought was very nice. You had such a great tits he couldn’t help but pull his kiss away from your neck to suck on your harden nipples, the other played by his thumb.
“Aah… Joel.. Mmhh.. Please.” You moaned, as your hand went to grab his pulsating hard cock. You gave him a couple pumps before aiming his cock towards your throbbing entrance.
Before you could slip him in, he stopped you. “W-wait! I’ve never done this before.” He mumbled in worry.
You chuckled before you kissed his lips, “It’s okay, You’ll love it.” And with that you helped him slip himself inside your needy cunt—slowly he adjusted as your walls felt like they’re squeezing his cock so hard.
“Ohh!” Joel breathily moans, his thighs vibrated a little bit due to the newfound sensation he’d just experience. Your pussy felt nice. You hummed seductively before you wrap one leg around his waist, pushing him closer against you from your heel. Joel grabbed onto your leg while the other grabbed onto your breast.
“Fuck me, Joel.” He moved his hips upwards, lifting you up a little bit with the thrusts. He started of slow as he is trying to keep himself away from coming undone just by the strong grip of your pussy. He couldn’t help but fasten his pace when he listened to the way you moan.
It’s so pornographic he felt like he’s in one porno films.
“Mmh.. Mmhh.. Yeah fuck me. Just like that baby, faster.” You moaned in his ear.
“Tell me, Joel. Do you like this pussy?”
“Does my pussy suffocates your cock?”
“Mmh fuck, look at you fucking me like a dog in heat.”
All the filthiest words ever, spoken out from you as you try to coax him—bringing him faster to his release.
“You wanna cum, Joel? You wanna feel how good it is to cum in your babysitter’s pussy?” And with that last straw, Joel’s hips snapped vigorously to chase his release before he ended with a rough thrust—shooting out the strings of his warm seed inside your cunt with the most loudest moan you’ve ever heard from him.
“Fffuuckk..” He whispered, you smirked and chuckled—leaving a kiss on his forehead as you bring your leg down to the ground from his waist.
“Atta boy.”
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jasonthetoymakesmybbg · 3 months
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Sweetness is a Tasteful thing. (1/??)
Yep, back immediately cause this man is legit invading my mindset and I can not-like he’s actually so fine 😍🙏
Anyways-
Patrick Hockstetter x Female/Male Reader
I am making this cause a scenario kinda went into my head like what if Patrick and his mom met your guys family and stuck around your house for a bit, but y’all are kinda like enemies and he’s forced to be in your room so y’all get along, and like he starts talking about horny shit. Then he started touching himself while staring you dead in the eye, casually moaning your name? I might make a second thing for this adding the rest of the Bowers Gang but,Like bro-HE WONT LEAVE MY HEAD 😭 and for male like he decides to leave Fem flabbergasted and bumped into Male room, then kinda walked in and yeah?
Another day passing, a peaceful weekend, meaning not having to deal with the Bowers Gang…is what I thought but this day became stressful for me.
I was peacefully in my room drawing who knows what, mostly just random doodles of cats or silly goofy things cause why not? I heard a knock on my door and I look up, seeing my mom.
“Sweetie? We’re having guest, get a shirt on.” My mom said quickly, closing my door again, oh yeah forget to mention I was chilling in a pair of shorts and bra cause I was comfy, but who could be visiting?
I sigh and get up, getting a long sleeve shirt on, I grumble as I left my room to see who is was, and who do I see?
Hockstetter and his mom standing inside our living. In my home? Fuck this-before I could slip away back to my safe space my dad spoke up.
“And there’s one of my kids” He said that on purpose? Fuck you dad.
Hockstetter turned and saw me, smirking a bit, damn it why is he so submissive and breedable looking but is a sadistic asshole that’s a tad aggressive?-
(All Y/n as siblings cause yeah)
“Hi…I’m [Fem]Y/n” I grumble a little, feeling all my stress appearing again and I barely left school.
His mom simply waved, greeting me and probably clueless of what her son was planning, meanwhile I felt like killing myself.
My brother walked in [Male] Y/n and he looked in disbelief seeing Patrick, he glanced at me and I shrugged.
“Ah, there’s my son” my dad spoke up, damn it.
“Why don’t you hang out with them?” My mom said looking at Patrick, he shrugged and walked over to me, meanwhile my brother left already, really said ‘ladies first’ we walked to my room, dread touched my heart.
Opening to my glorious room filled with randomly shit that related to my interests or gore art on the wall I pinned up. I sat on my bed, Patrick closed my door, damn it. He smirked lightly sitting in my spinning chair.
“You seem so tense..why is that?” He lightly mocked, I glared.
“Why the fuck are you here?” I grumble to myself again, glaring in hatred.
“Maybe..I might’ve said something about you to my mom to convince her to come over” he grinned.
“…bitch” I said lowly, he smirked at my hostile attitude, but he’s low key hot-stay focused.
“You know…I bet you would look so good bouncing on my dick.” I choke on my spit, not expecting that-well it was expected but it was so random.
“Huh?-“
“You heard me.” He stared, his eyes were burning into my soul and all I felt was lust waving over him.
“..image me fucking your thighs, then finishing on your stomach, or me fucking you senseless with a knife to your neck..image all the things I could do to you.” He had said so casually, i wasn’t used to a guy telling me his fantasies.
“Sometimes…I wanna fuck you from behind while you suck off Henry” he had continued.
Wow-wait? Henry? Damn, I knew it-he was most definitely bi. Probably gets off to fucking or pleasing girls while watching a guy.
“Or…suck Henry while you ride me I don’t complain” I cock a eyebrow at his words.
“…so…your just spilling your bisexual fantasies?-“ he simply nodded, I notice his hands started caressing near his bulge, but now I finally notice his bulge was erect.
“Look at that..all hard, and just the thought of you makes me all hot and bothered..even though sometimes I just wanna slit your throat.” He let out a low growl, he lightly started to rub his bulge, I gulped knowing I wanted out.
He moaned softly, “Y/n~..got me all excited~”..so how do I feel watching this go down?..mixed feelings. My heart jumped when I notice him unbuckling his belt and unzipping his pants. Letting his length come free he gripped it a tad tight while stroking.
“Fuck.~..I wanna feel you so badly. Ngh~” I was not gonna make eye contact with his cock, but he made me nervous looking him in the eye, good thing the walls are thick.
He was just touching himself while looking at me, he bit his lip.
“Aw, what’s the matter? Can’t handle seeing me want release Y/n?~ o-ah~” He closed his eyes for a second feeling the moment, it was a surprise he was so peaceful while masturbating.
He stopped suddenly, simply fixing his pants he got up and left my room, I was just-wow
“Huh?-“ was all I could say, I was speechless.
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[Male] pov
I was chilling in my room, laying on my bed with music blasting through my headphones, eyes closed. But I wasn’t aware of the devil literally finding me and coming into my room, not even noticing he closed my door.
I jumped when I felt a hand on my chest, my eyes open immediately and I sit up. Patrick..what the fuck?-
“What does your bitch ass want?” I ask, taking my headphones off.
“Hm-“
“Actually don’t answer that.” I quickly said.
Before I could move much his hand gripped my thigh to prevent me from leaving. My cock twitched in confusion, but I didn’t wanna react to much.
“.you aren’t gonna leave.” He said lowly, before smirking again, he leaned in to the crook of my neck and started laying kisses down. My breathe lightly hitched at the feeling.
“Huh?-“ I was confused why he was showing a form of affection when he isn’t affectionate at all. I felt him lightly rest his hand on my thigh again, his thumb lazily rubbing against my bulge to get me excited. And yet it did, my cock started to harden at the sensation, I felt his smirk grow bigger in my neck.
He let out a chuckle, “fucking knew it”
“Knew what?-“ I cock a eyebrow,
“You would enjoy me touching your dick…slut” and there it was, the word I hated being called But liked it so much.
“What you call me?-say it again…i-like..hearing you call me that” I had shared, Patrick laughed at my words.
“Aw..the slut wants to be humiliated huh? Would you allow me to call you it in school?.~”
I nodded, “yes-if it means to hear you say it..” my body was begging to be stripped and fucked, he knew it to.
“Fucking prepare cause when the rest of the gang get here-“
“…what?” I side glance, my eyes went wide.
“Yeah..they’re planning to tag along here..mostly to play with you and your siblings.” He casually said, laying on his side comfortably.
“Let it sink in slut” the way the word slid off his tongue made me excited.
“Jesus fucking Christ” I rubbed my eyes.
“..your so-hot?” I randomly say, Patrick was amused by the way I was acting.
“I can tell I am in your eyes…also to let you know I randomly masturbate in front of your sister” that made my jaw dropped.
“The fuck?-“ I tried processing what he said.
“How did she react?-“ I ask
“Flabbergasted and confused” he shrugged his shoulders
“Sounds accurate enough”
(And here we are, one part done.)
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stay-corner · 2 years
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do u think chan likes to record his moans when he's jerking off and it sounds just like the bble audio?
chan loves pretending to be risky. he doesn't like partaking in actual risky behavior - he would never send a naughty audio on bubble, or let you blow him in a cinema, or anything of the sort, but his head spins, so dizzy with need whenever he gets to have you in his studio late at night at the company; barely anyone is present then, but just the slim, very slim chance of getting caught shoots straight to his core, abs clenching and thighs quivering as he tries to stave off his release.
naturally, he's also obsessed with sending little audio messages that do not incriminate him in any way. but he knows. he knows what he's doing with all the shuffling, his far-too-loud whimpers slipping past his lips right before his voice hits the mic. he's almost trembling with excitement as the audio loads, hundreds of messages following, and he doesn't even read them, simply letting his phone fall into the sheets as he watches them pop onto his screen too fast to even be comprehensive. and then chan bites his lip, giddy smile pulling at his mouth as his hand travels south, down, under the blanket and over his underwear, his length already twitching against the confines.
well, he wouldn't randomly record his beautiful moans as he builds up towards his release - that is too much (for now). he will, however, send you fairly similar messages whenever he's feeling particularly playful. that's when he exits the bubble app, shaky fingers barely managing to find your name in his contacts before he records a breathless "hey, babe, you up?" and sends it without a second thought.
at this point, chan is rock hard, pretty tip peaking past the waistband of his underwear, and he awaits your response, gaze fixed to his screen as his hand begins to pull the elastic down, fingers ghosting over the underside of his cock.
chan lets out a silly giggle when he sees you've read and listened to his message, his toes going numb as they curl in anticipation, his hand finally, finally wrapping around his length as you type in a short response.
"yeah, what's up?"
oh, if only you knew what's up.
chan lets you wait a minute or two, too focused on how good it feels to finally get some relief, his fingers tightly gripping his shaft, thumb flying over the glistening head every once in a while, making his breath hitch. his entire body is already tensing up, muscular thighs almost lifting off the bed as he throws his head back, pants and moans escaping his throat unrestricted. the wet smack of his hand is downright filthy in the silence of the room, and chan has half a mind to grab the phone with his free hand, his jerking coming to a halt right as he presses the 'record' button.
"nothing much," his breathy voice hits your ears and catches you off guard, and you hear him shuffle on his bed. you manage to catch how he wets his lips before he breathes in and continues talking. "just thinking about you."
the message goes on for four more seconds, three of which are complete silence, before the fourth one seals the thought that's plaguing your mind.
the wet glide of his hand over his cock is unmistakable, even if for just a moment, and the sharp intake of breath is impossible to miss, cut off by the recording ending. you laugh incredulously before you respond, though chan is already gone, phone tossed somewhere in his mess of a blanket, bashful grin atop his plush, bitten lips.
he doesn't even wait to see how you react, too embarrassed at this point, a deep pink dusting his cheeks and chest as he plants his feet on the mattress, knees bent and hand fisting furiously at his length. his hips twitch incessantly, following the intoxicating friction, and although he burns with shame, chan's not shy when he pants out loud, eyes closed and mouth ajar. beads of sweat slide down his forehead as his eyebrows furrow, and he reaches out blindly for his phone, unlocking it sloppily after a few missed tries, and he doesn't even read your response to his little audio message before he records another.
his strangled moans make a perfect harmony with the constant tossing and turning atop his sheets, wet smacks accompanying it, and then he speaks in broken whimpers and whines, desperately pleading into the phone. "ah, ah, fuck, i'm gonna cum-- i'm gonna cum, ah-"
the message ends when his muscles contract, his phone slipping out of his grip as his cum spurts all over his clenching abs, fingers not ceasing their thrusting until he's completely spent, jaw slack and limbs numb, a soft buzz dancing under his skin.
yeah, chan definitely gets off on sending silly little risque audio messages.
- lunar
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lilas · 3 months
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Why do I feel like that art got blasted into the tumblr oblivion lmaaoo
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jaysdimples · 4 months
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risky business
part 16 - all around the world
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abbacchiosbelt · 1 month
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i haven't been able to sit down and write lately, so instead of trying to sit down with the intention to write something, i've just been writing sporadically when inspiration hits. random blurbs, whole paragraphs, character ideas - you get the point. authors have been doing this for centuries, of course, but i've always been averse to the idea in case i can't find the inspiration to continue from a blurb. if you find yourself stuck, i think it can be a good mindset to try to look at things with. anyways i'm high and rambling teehee have a good sunday everyone
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samisnotlegend · 8 months
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Not that this is exactly a risky conjecture, but your fic tells me you have strong feelings about inequity and community based on personal experience (and maybe a little bit of wishfulness). Also I associate you with the feeling "fierce joy."
Funny, I associate YOU with joy too. 🥰 But yep, spot on. I have big feelings about everything (though I actually don’t cry very often) and a lot of what happens in BB is based on personal experience. Only with softer and kinder outcomes. More wishful, exactly like you said.
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Kinktober- (19)- Masks
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Natasha X Reader 18+
Summary: Natasha convinces you to meet her in the bathroom during a Halloween party
Warnings/Tags: Dirty Talk, Semi-Public Sex, Risky Sex, Dom Natasha/Sub Reader, Fingering, Strap-ons, Halloween Party
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Securing your white mask, you walked into the party Tony was hosting, the theme being Halloween but with the rule that you must wear a mask. Most people wore masquerade style masks, their outfits fitting into the theme as they deemed other masks too childish and so on, the others wearing the extravagant and crazy masks for children. Your eyes scanned the room for a certain redhead, her fiery red locks nowhere to be seen.
After an hour or so, you were on the dancefloor, body swaying to the music as others joined you, a few a little tipsy. Soon, a body pressed into your back, her perfume invading your senses while her arms wrapped around your waist, pulling you flush against her. A large bulge could be felt as you shifted your hips against hers, a low groan leaving you at the idea of her wearing a strap on under her outfit.
“Want to make a deal with the Devil?” she purrs out, voice sultry in your ear as you tilt your head back to see her, green eyes trying to lure you into her trap. You smiled at her outfit, a red lace masquerade mask over her eyes, devil horns peeking out of her red locks and a crimson dress that was sinfully short hugging her body.
“Now that wouldn’t be very angelic of me,” you whisper back, her eyes racking over your outfit. White and gold covered your body, the white robe you wore teasingly showing off your breasts, a slit on your thigh to expose more skin. “I won’t be tempted by such evil,” you tease, grinning at her while her eyes darken as they continue to take your outfit in.
“Are you sure Dorogaya?” she hums out mouth moving to your neck as she places a hot open-mouthed kiss along the skin. “I’m sure I could tempt you,” her hands pull you against her body, grinding you against the strap on she was wearing.
“And how would you do that?” her hands drift to your front, lowering until her nails scratch against the bare skin on your thigh, moving dangerously close to your core.
“I have a few ideas in mind,” you could feel her smirking against your neck as she hears the small whimper that escaped you, “But first, you need to make the deal with me.”
“What’s the deal?” you sigh out when she grinds into you, the people nearby unaware of what was going on.
“Meet me in the bathroom in five minutes and I’ll make you come so hard around my cock,” at her dirty words, you groan, the idea of her taking you in the bathroom, pounding into you where anyone could walk in, ignites a heat between your legs. With that said, she walks off, you turning back to see her wink at you before strolling towards the bathroom.
Exactly five minutes later, you cautiously open the door to the bathroom, a smile taking over your face when you see her leaning against the sink. Her soft smile soon turns predatory as she stalks towards you, your face flushing under her intense gaze.
“Good girl,” she praises in a husky tone, her fingers gripping your jaw and tilting your head up to look at her, Natasha lowering her face till her lips ghosted yours. “I thought you wouldn’t be tempted by such evil,” she mocks your earlier words, her body still moving, making you step backwards until you hit the wall.
“I had a change of heart,” she chuckles lowly at your words, mouth mere millimetres away from yours now.
“I bet you did,” she mutters out, crashing her lips to your making you moan at how hungry and desperate it was. Her tongue swipes over your bottom lip, seeking entrance that you're willing to give, letting her have complete control over you. Her hands drift down your body swiftly, not wasting any time as you don’t want to get caught, fingers brushing over your clit through your panties. “You’re dripping Dorogaya,” she whispers against your lips in between messy kisses.
“Please,” you whimper out when she slides your panties to the side, fingers running through the abundance of arousal that's gathered between your legs before sliding into your entrance effortlessly. Natasha moans into the kiss at how you clench around her slender digits every time they hit your velvety walls, a broken moan escaping you when she hits your weak spot. “I need your cock,” you groan, pulling back from the kiss and letting your head rest against the tiled wall, her mouth attacking your neck instead.
“I got to get you ready for me first,” she murmurs, teeth scraping the column of your throat sending a shiver down your spine. You can feel her thrusting her fingers into you faster now, curling them beautifully inside you, moans freely tumbling out of your mouth until she presses her free hand over it, muffling the sinful noises. When she deems you’re stretched out enough, she spins you around, your hands flat on the wall as she lines herself up with your soaked entrance.
“I’m not going to be gentle Dorogaya,” is the last thing she rasps out to you before thrusting the whole toy in, a guttural moan being ripped from the back of your throat, pleasure washing through your body. One hand grips your hips as she pulls out so only the tip remains inside you before slamming her hips into you. The sound of skin slapping echoes around the room as she pounds into you from behind, her hand still clamped over your mouth as you practically scream against it. You can feel the toy hitting all your weak spots, your mind clouding with pleasure and euphoria as she fucks you into submission.
“Harder,” you moan out loud enough for her to hear even with her hand over your mouth, her hips snapping into you with more force, your body moving forward with each powerful thrust.
“Fuck, you’re such a slut for me,” she groans out, the hand on your hips moving down to spank your ass, you groan against her palm. “You’re my slut, aren’t you?” You nod your head fervently, a muffled ‘Yes’ echoing around the room. “Are you going to come?” she pants out, finding it harder to thrust into you as you’re clenching around her so much.
“Yes, please let me come,” you moan out, her hand moving her s brief moment before covering your mouth when your body tenses, pussy spasming around her as your orgasm rips through you. Your scream is muffled, legs shaking as she fucks you through your orgasm, letting you ride out your high before pulling out, you whimper in response at feeling so empty.
“Fuck,” you sigh out, turning around and leaning against the wall as you feel your legs tremble and shake, her chuckling at your unsteadiness as she tucks the strap on away so that it won’t show through her dress.
“What’s wrong Dorogaya?” she teases, pressing you further into the wall and supporting your body.
“Don’t,” you grumble at her taunting words, moving your head and pressing a few kisses at the skin.
“Don’t what? Gloat about the fact that I fucked you so hard you can’t stand?” Her words make you flush, an embarrassed noise leaving you.
“Nat-”
“Oh my god guys, get a room,” Carol and Valkyrie comment while walking into the bathroom, seeing Natasha pinning you to the wall and thinking you're just about to fuck. You let out another embarrassed noise, this time the other three women laughing at your flustered and awkward state.
“Come on Dorogaya,” is all Natasha says, ignoring the lewd gestures and teasing comments coming from the others, and guiding you out of the room with one destination on her mind.
Tonight was definitely far from over…
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cherrybyunss · 4 months
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i spent a GOOD amount of time reading When It Gets Risky and when i tell u i LOVE it. UGH. SO AMAZING AND SO HEARTWRENCHING <33 ur amazing!!
also, jeno smut?? :3
Hi. Thank you so much for appreciating my work.
And here you go. It's sadder than an average smut piece lmao sorry about that.
Don't worry, I'll write something non angsty for him soon T^T haha
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malavera · 1 year
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Joel Goodsen is such a candy
I finally get the chance to finish watching Risky Business and let me tell y’all…. TOM CRUISE WAS SO CUTE YET HOT AT THE SAME TIME AS JOEL GOODSEN 😩😩😭😭
makes me want to write something about that character… 👀🫣
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no-face-girl-76 · 7 months
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The camping trip.
Dear diary,
Today was the best day ever. I went camping with my friends Luna, Bella and Kayla. It started off with us all being a mess, Mary and Luna stayed up way too late last night. Kayla forgot the second air mattress and I forgot my slippers.
The four of us all got ourselves situated and planned out how we were all going to fit on one air mattress. We are going to have to all cuddle side by side.
Mary asked if we wanted to go swimming and we all took turns changing in the tent while Kayla blew up the floaties. We all went down to thé water and jumped in, it was mid September and freezing! The view was amazing, clear water and sky, the sun shining down on my skin. I felt like I was melting.
We were all sipping our drinks and talking but I could feel Kayla’s eyes on me. My top teased my nipples, if I shifted the wrong way I knew she would see everything. My bottoms were a cheeky cut. They fit me perfectly. I made eye contact with her and she shyly looked away. She said the suns right in my eyes but I could see perfectly fine. Luna and Mary didn’t seem to notice.
The four of us eventually finished our drinks and started getting cold so we went back to our campsite. Luna went to change first, while Kayla started the fire. Mary poured us more drinks even though it was 4pm and we were already very tipsy. We roasted hot dogs and marshmallows until we all felt a little sick. We talked until 11pm when we noticed it was an hour after quiet time. We packed up and crammed into the tent.
It was freezing in the tent and we all called out where we wanted to sleep. Luna on one end, Mary in the middle beside me, me and then Kayla on the other end. It was only a queen size mattress so we had to spoon, I didn’t mind. I didn’t realise how touch deprived I was. I wanted to be in the middle. It was perfect. We laughed for another couple hours and then Kayla asked if she could warm her hands on me.
She put them on my stomach at first they were freezing. The touch felt nice and comforting. The others passed out, occasionally snoring.
K-“can i move my hand higher? It’s cold here now.” She asked
“Yeah”
she slowly drifted her hand up, her cool hand just slightly under my boob.
K-“higher?”
“Yeah.”
Her hand caressing my boob. Her leg was wrapped over me, in between my legs, just teasing my desperate clit. Her cold fingers slowly caressing my nipple, I was desperate I wanted it and so much more. I hoped she wouldn’t stop and think about the two other girls sleeping inches away.
K-“is this okay”
“Yes.” I Saïd sheepishly
Mary and Luna had already fell asleep. But I still felt guilty. what if they woke up? what am I even doing? Why am I turned on by my best friend right now?? But it felt so good. She slowly rolled my nipple in her finger and I felt them get hard. I heard her chuckle. I could feel my face get hot and red. My breaths became deeper.
K-“do you like this?”
I could hear the smile in her voice.
« yes, but Mary and Luna are right there »
« we don’t have to do anything but I do not think they are waking up. Besides, I'm just warming my hands, right?»
I felt her knee slide down a little bit. It was right on the sweet spot, it took everything in me to not start grinding against it. I was throbbing, it’s been so long.
Her hand moved slowly down my side, creating goose bumps along the way. Then she slowly went back up
« I’m sensitive «
she chuckled
K-« I know…do you want me to stop? »
« No » I said sheepishly.
I can’t let this go too far, our friends are right beside us. What if they wake up? Her hand slowly but firmly rubbing all the way up to my breast and down to my waist band made me crazy. Oh god how I wanted her to make the next move. She sat up
K-« can I kiss you »
« Yes »
K-« Here? » she asked with her thumb making tiny circles right above my pant line.
« Yes »
She sat in between my legs and bent over me, one hand holding her up and the other holding my waist. She moved her thumb upwards
K-« here? »
« Yes » I almost moaned
She slowly made her way up my body asking before every kiss. She knew right were to kiss to make me crazy.
« her hand grasped my boob,
K-“here? »
I couldn’t help it anymore
« yes » I moaned.
« We have to be quiet »
she said as she lowered her head on to my nipples.
She softly kissed them, over and over. She stopped for a second, leaned in and whispered
K- « do you want more »
Fuck I wanted more so bad. Her hand slowly rubbing my body while she softly teased my nipples. I could take it anymore, I started to grind on her knee.
« please » I begged
K- « god you are so pretty when you beg »
She started sucking lightly and teasing with her tongue, switching sides every couple of minutes.
K- “Do you want more”
“Please” I whimpered
She slowly and firmly kissed my body, making her way all the way down. Her hands firmly placed on my sides.
“Do you want me to take these off” she tugged slightly on my waist band.
“Yes”
K- “yes what?” She asked
“Please” I begged
She slid off my pants, keeping my panties on. She slowly ran her thumb over my clit.
K- “do you want me to kiss here”
“Please” I whimpered
I could feel my swollen clit throbbing, begging for attention. Her soft lips kissed it through my soaked panties.
K- “do you want me to take them off?”
“Please” I said already out of breath, my body felt like it was going to explode.
She slid them off. Kissing from my knees all the way down. She teased all around my clit, she wanted me to beg.
“Please “ I begged
I could hear her smile.
K- “tell me what you want”
“More”
She lightly sucked on my clit
K-“This?”
“Yes” i moaned
She lightly sucked and teased with her tongue.
K- « do you want more?´
« Yes »
She slowly moved her hand down
« Do you want me inside of you? »
« Please » I begged
Her warm fingers slowly slipped in, her other hand dragged down my body to my lower stomach. She applied some pressure and started moving her fingers a little faster, she was hitting my G spot and it felt like heaven.
« Do you want more »
« Yes »
She went a little faster and sucked a little harder. I was so close
K- « I want you to ask to cum »
« I’m going to cum » I moaned
K-« no » she slowed down
« I’m so close » I whined
K-« I’m not done with you yet »
she slowly took her fingers out and teased your clit with them. I couldn’t take it anymore
« Please « I begged
She slipped her fingers in massaging my g spot. Her tongue slowly teasing my clit.
« Please, I’m going to explode »
K-« good girl, cum for me » her fingers sped up, and she sucked harder.
My whole body tensed up
« Oh my fucking god » I moaned
I came. Soaking the sheets, I felt like I had come out of my body.
She kissed my clit softly, and I slowly regained consciousness.
K-« you taste so good »
She slowly kissed up my body. Her hand rested on my stomach.
K« Hey, you okay »
« Yeah, I’m just recovering » I chuckled
K »you did so good.”
She resumed kissing my stomach all the way up to my neck, her hand still holding my waist. I wish I could stop time and feel this forever. After a couple minutes go by she asked,
K-“do you want to go skinny dipping with me before they wake up? We smell like pussy and it might be hard to explain.”
Oh my god, I completely forgot my friends were right beside us. She handed me a towel
K-« come on »
We quickly run out of the tent and down to the water.
K- « on three we drop our towels and jump, you ready? »
« oh no its going to be so cold »
K- «one…two…three!”
We jumped in holding hands. It was absolutely freezing!
« I can’t believe we just did that »
K-« I can » she chuckled
The end for now…
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kaqzu · 11 months
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Omg thank you!!
Since i slacked with answering the ask, here is a post with the mentioned tags: link. If you are on the mobile, here is the context & the tags:
text posts which reads: “forgive me father for i have sexualized an older man”; below there is a screenshot from naruto shippuuden, showing Hidan with a speech bubble attached. Idea belongs to wonderful @zombie-honeymoon - they used their roleplay account tho, @revenant-priest
My tags go:
#KakuHida catholic au: Hidan confesses this to priest Kakuzu and describes what exactly he thought about #fully knowing it’s Kakuzu on the other side of the confessional #Kakuzu doesn’t stop him. Hidan’s confessions are probably as entertaining as they can get #Kakuzu becomes priest out of greed and immunity #he is probably not that much of an older man. for Hidan he is still ancient though #sorry for rambling. enjoy Hidan being cute
To be fair, there are already catholic KakuHida AUs - here is Kitty’s ( @thatshipcat) fic: Kitty’s fic; i believe I have read at least one more and that it was on ff dot net, but even after going through like 45+ pages of fics I wasn’t able to find it. It might have been a dream or it was taken down, either way, fml. But I have seen some gorgeous art around tumblr, let me link the stuff!
nun Hidan, priest Kakuzu 1, KakuHida in a confessional, nun Hidan 2
the authors of the art are @talking-limbo and @taubenblautiferet, I recommend to browse through their art besides the post I’ve linked!
Since I feel super unable to write, have some other hcs about this au (they get ns*fw, so please keep it in mind):
To be fair, to interest Kakuzu Hidan would have to play this right; the man listens to confessions two times a week and probably has whole village’s love life (meaning: who cheats on who and with whom) memorized unwillingly.
Hidan finds masses unsuitably sexual: being told when to sit, kneel, stand up gets him turned on. (I was raised catholic and in fact, priests rarely explictly tell you it and everyone seem to have it memorized - or hiss at each other quietly to do the proper thing - but i imagine Kakuzu does it. For order and to feed Hidan’s fantasies)
Kakuzu gives out the harshest punishments. Hidan wants to be confessed only by him (thank you @thatshipcat!)
Hidan always looks Kakuzu straight into the eyes when he takes his communion.
Hidan thinks that if you are not ready to kill for them/it, you shouldn’t bother calling it worship (a more general hc, but yeah, it starts from Jashin and ends up with d*ck)
I love hands and how you can express so much with them, so ofc I imagine Hidan’s fingers locked around the confessional’s crate; either in lustful high or in yearning
Also: Confessional crate leaving a mark on Hidan’s cheek
for a bit of context: i replied privately to the ask which was meant to be made public. @hellotheremaryrose kindly sent it back to me right away, but some time passed before i decided to post.
working link to the confession with tags
thatshipcat, but w/new url: @lordkuronekosama https://www.tumblr.com/lordkuronekosama
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solarlunarsstuff · 5 months
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☆ Headcannons With Mike Schmidt ☆
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Synopsis: This is basically abt Mike Schmidt cuz yes- (sfw and nsfw).
Tw: Dacryphilia, thigh riding, fingering, fluff n smut, switch!Mike, switch!Reader, manhandiling, orgasm denial, squirting, dumbification, and cuddling.
A/n: Abby also catches the bus in this lil drabble, ots also short I'm sorry :(, anyway. Enjoy this breedable man's hdcs!!! ♡♡
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(SFW HDCS)
☆ First of all, you've both been friends for years, he had given you the keys to his house for the purpose of trusting you
☆ You got up early to check on him, but by that time Abby had already gotten to school by the bus
☆ You both would cuddle in the morning before he left for his agonizing night of work
☆ You would also cook for the poor man so he wouldn't be left on an empty stomach
☆ You've always remembered to give him goodbye kisses before he would start the car
☆ Once he got to work, he would always keep a picture of you in his wallet, either way, he loved how pretty you were
☆ Mike would slowly eat his lunch made from you.
☆ Every single type of affection you did to him would make him melt
☆ And once he got home he would shower you with kisses
☆ On the lips, hands, neck, anything would work for him as long as you were in his protective arms
☆ He even got a bit risky at the dinner table where Mike, Abby, and you.
☆ Mike would rest his hand on your thigh while you both would listen to Abby talk about her "friends" and drawings
☆ Abby started to stick on you, drawing you and Mike holding hands with some colorful background
☆ Mike has always loved you, ever since he saw you in preschool
☆ He may still be a bit nervous around you but still yet, he lived for your love
☆ He would often give you hugs from behind when your cooking with his bedhead, tank top, and sweats
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(NSFW HDCS)
☆ Morning sex, all the way
☆ It's like you'll come to his house and he would act all needy and would beg for you to ride him
☆ This happens so much that you started to go dumb over his dick
☆ You would obviously agree and lose track of time and he ends up late for work
☆ Mike is so obsessed that near the end of his shift he would call you to check in but it would end up in phone sex
"Yeah, lemme' hear that fuckin' cunt-fuuuuckk"
☆ He would breathe out while his throbbing cock was laying in his calaused hands
"Go on. Finish f' me? Mhmm, that's it..."
☆ Mike would walk you through it and cooed at any noise that came out of your body
"Shiiiit- can't wait to break that fuckin' pussy when I get home.."
☆ Ohh boy, you knew he would absolutely fuck you up
☆ You also knew that when he gets home from shifts, he would get a bit madder each night
☆ You didn't mind, like at all.
☆ Mike was drilling his dick straight into your puffed up cunt, not letting up to let you breathe
☆ You've told him so many times that when he comes home mad you get a bit worried but he brushes it off
☆ Besides that, he loves when you take control too
☆ Having him not shutting up when he was being to loud
☆ Grabbing the opportunity to shove your panties in his mouth
☆ Mike is so far into bliss that he lolled his tongue out to let you spit in his mouth
☆ He calls you whore, you call him slut. Either or you both love degrading each other
☆ Even if he's not in the mood he'll let you hump his thigh so it's not as messy
☆ But it ends in him finger fucking you
"Aww, poor baby wants my fat cock in her? Well to fucking bad, deal with it you fucking whore.."
☆ Mike was the person that had founded your G-spot, making you squirt everytime but sometimes wouldn't let his poor baby finish :(
☆ He would always lick and suck it off of his fingers and helped you wash up
☆ He was the one that made you want more
☆ Mike Schmidt was the only man on earth that could make you come as hard on and around his cock
《☆♡☆》
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