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doumadono · 8 months
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(Since you wanted me here so much! HERE I AM BESTIE!)
🍑For Sinful Sunday🍆
I am thinking about Hawks and well... he is a bird yeah?
So how about Hawks going into his spring season??? Him being all nice and sweet, giving his s/o little gifts, him LITERALLY building a nest... ONLY TO FUCK IN THERE FOR DAYS! Until his pretty mate is tired and full of seed to the point it's leaking out. Of cours it's not like he is done just yet 😏😏😏
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(Hoenstly... idk what I am doing here! Love you gurl!)
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SINFUL SUNDAY
Spring was the mating season for birds, and you could likely guess how it affected Keigo. During this time, he constantly felt a fiery heat, and his sexual desire became noticeably heightened.
"It's spring," he moaned. His hips surged forward, making you gasp around his thick shaft, his reddened tip hit the back of your throat again as you were giving him the head.
Tears welled up in the corners of your eyes as he began slamming his cock down your throat, his pace rough and rapid, almost primal.
Did he mean it was mating season? You had indeed observed other avian-like traits in him lately — those little trinkets he proudly displayed on his desk at work, the absent-minded whistling as he strolled through the office. Yet, you never thought mating season could be among them!
His words tumbled out hastily, almost strained, as if forming complete sentences was far beyond him. His rut had utterly consumed him. “Fuck, gonna cum soon.” His pace quickened as his entire length was being forced down your tight throat. His wings trembled and unfolded as he cum into your mouth.
The instant his taste met your tongue, an involuntary moan escaped you.
"Fuck, dove. I need you, right now," he growled, his lips brushing against yours as he helped you up to your feet. His hand ventured between you, shifting your underwear aside as two fingers delved into your dripping warmth. Another guttural growl escaped his lips. "Oh, fuck, I gotta fuck you. So incredibly wet," he murmured, pushing you down on the bed that looked rather like a huge nest with all those pillows and blankets, his hand wrapping around his aching cock, pumping it several times, gliding it between your slick folds to immerse it in your intoxicating wetness shortly after. Hawks aligned himself with your entrance, impelling himself entirely inside you with one fluid motion. Your gasp of pleasure was truly a music to his ears. He began pounding into you relentlessly, filling the air with an unmistakably lewd and wet squelching sounds. "Oh, oh, fuck!" He clung to your hips with an intensity that hinted at marks to come, and his fervent kisses trailed from your cheek down to the pulse point on your neck, each one growing increasingly passionate and sloppy. "You belong to me," he panted, his thrusts becoming increasingly sloppy. "All mine," his voice, drenched in overwhelming desire, reverberated with a deep, primal hunger.
Your cunt clinched against him as your head lolled back on the pile of pillows.
Hawks deftly angled his hips, hitting that spongy, sensitive spot deep within you, and in an instant, your climax devoured you. Your walls clenched tightly around his throbbing dick, creating a frothy white ring at the base. "Oh, Keigo, yes!"
This was sufficient to push him over the brink too. His hips spasmed against yours as he released his hot semen deep within you. "Ah, fuck! My sexy baby bird," Hawks grunted, laying on top of you. "Took all of my seed so well. Hope you'll get round with my offspring soon."
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sunflowersteves · 2 years
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you once said perv!eddie fucking you with his guitar... please elaborate
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AH! my love, this is THE ASK of the century
smut below!! foreign objects, DO NOT try this, praise kink, perv!eddie, 18+ only
the nj warlock, bought in a guitar store in 1983 by eddie munson and consisted of mahogany wood with a fixed bridge. it was his most prized possession—his sweetheart.
he wasn’t big on possessions most of the time, but when it came to that guitar? his most valued item. he kept it up on a pedestal most of the time, watching it shine beneath the sun from his window.
so when he finally lets you strum a few songs onto his prized possession, you knew shit was serious. he let you touch his pride and joy.
but Eddie? he’s trying to not grow a boner as he watched you play let’s dance by bowie. he hasn’t meant to have such thoughts about you. he just couldn’t help it.
ever since then, when his fist is on his cock, he pictures his two sweethearts—the top of his guitar fucking into your tight hole. his biggest fantasy.
one night, eddie sings you a song and it was one he has been working on for awhile. he opened his eyes, locking with your own wide orbs.
he can’t help but smirk, though, at your thighs pressed together and you’re squirming in your seat. he stops strumming, “what’s the matter, sweetheart?”
he’s grinning and watching you whine, mumbling under your breath. he sets the guitar down beside him and climbs over to you. he’s laying you down, tapping your thigh and it instinctively widens. “does that turn you on, pretty girl?” he’s lifting your panties aside, “awe, baby, it does, doesn’t it? look at you, all soaked for me.”
he’s looking at you fiercely now, doe brown eyes almost looking ashamed. “do you trust me, baby?”
you smile, “oh, eds, of course I do.” he presses a finger onto your clit—making your hips jerk from his touch. “could I—could I fuck you with my guitar?”
your eyes are wide in request—something you hadn’t expected to fall out of his mouth. he almost looked shy though, midway through the sentence his eyes had trailed down to his lap. he’s still touching you though, slow and gentle circles that’s starting to make you ache.
“eddie—please, I need you. I-I—” you look at him with the most pleading eyes he’s ever seen. “please, fuck me with your guitar.”
he’s waiting no time as he’s rushing to de-string his guitar. as much as he loves the fantasy, he never wants his baby hurt from the clipped ends of the strings. “f-fuck, baby, I need you to open your legs a little wider. that’s it, pretty girl, yeah.”
he’s watching you with excited, wild eyes and lines up the head of the guitar with your pussy. “you say the safe word at any time, okay, sweet girl?” you’re nodding softly and watching as he’s slowly starts to enter the tip of the guitar head.
your head falls back onto the bed, a moan leaving your lips. Eddie’s breath becomes fast paced—watching the turning keys disappear into your spongey walls. “f-fuck, look at you both. my girls—my sweet fuckin’ hearts. shit-shit—”
he’s inserting more of the guitar ever so slowly and whimpering at the sight of the neck of the guitar leading out from your wet cunt.
“look at you, baby, you like my guitar fuckin’ you raw. do you like it, sweet girl? do you like me fuckin’ you with my sweetheart?” you’re moaning out yes and an Eddie all in one. your brain starts to fuzz as he’s pulling the guitar slightly out and then ramming it back in.
“Eddie!” you’re gripping the sheets as tight as you can. the head of the guitar is fully inside of you and it’s big—so fucking big. “sweet girl, you’re doing so well. my good girl takin’ my guitar all nice. fuck—my two sweethearts. all mine, all mine, all mine.”
your back arches into the worn sheets of his bed, screaming from the absolute stretch that the guitar is pulling out of you. tears start to prick your eyes at the sting, but it’s good. it’s really good.
“you gonna cum, pretty? you gonna cum on my guitar? yeah, that’s good. can see your cute pussy all clenching.” you wanna cum so bad and Eddie is letting you—your pussy pulsating against the turning keys of the guitar.
you could feel it—could feel everything. whereas, eddie is on cloud fuckin’ nine. he’s salvaging and cock throbbing against his clad jeans from the sight in front of him.
he’s fucking you with his guitar. shit, he’s actually fucking you with his guitar. he should feel dirty and gross. he should feel ashamed, but he doesn’t.
oh, does he feel elated—absolutely enchanted by it all. your juices are leaking down onto the neck and down toward the frets. your mouth is hung open and chanting his name like a prayer. his day couldn’t get any better.
“Eddie, Eddie, Eddie!” you’re screaming into the air, thighs caving in as your high bursts through you. you’re panting and whining—eddie moving to rub your sensitive nub.
he rides out your high, his own moans protruding out from his lips. his hips involuntarily bucked into the air with a loud guttural moan.
he could feel thick ropes of his cum leak into his pants. his hands are gripping the guitar so hard he thought it might break. “f-fuck, baby—shit—”
you giggle, warm and fuzzy from the high you just reached. he came is pants just from watching you. a blush forms on his cheeks, but you just are gleaming beneath him. “eddie, baby, that was the hottest thing I have ever seen.”
this man is never washing his guitar ever. every time he plays a gig or goes to band practice, he’s going to get a little whiff of your juices from the head of his guitar. and man, does Eddie love it.
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bitchinbarzal · 20 days
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I don’t think John is super kinky but I do think him and mama have a slight exhibitionist kink. They have to house sit for Nico for the weekend? They’re having sex everywhere in that house. They also struck me as the couple that on a group holiday they would have no problem having sex with thin walls - of course they’re covering both of each others mouths though because they’re both pretty vocal.
- Marino anon
Curtains closed? No thanks if you see it you see
He definitely has railed her over the balcony on vacation.
Has pulled down her bikini top to suck on her boobs more than once.
Also done it somewhere in prudential.
Loves the thrill of almost being caught.
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randomnameless · 7 months
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"I suffered because of my crUsT" no Marianne you suffered because humans suck don't blame it on your Nabatean blood, if the Nabateans were still keeping humanity from fucking up every five seconds you would have been fine
TBH,
It's a kind of "both sides" with Marianne, with the added twist that no, the Nabatean who was eaten has no part to play, but it's all caused by Momo and the asses who randomly blame Marianne for what he did eons of years ago -
Like, if Momo wasn't an ass and wasn't happily slaughtering everything with his Nabatean Femur he called a sword, maybe he wouldn't be remembered as a butcher, and maybe, wouldn't have turned in a demonic beast (which is kind of meta in a way, even as a "human" Momo was behaving like a crazed beast).
And yet, at the same time, we have humans blaming children for the sins of their parents, and this for several generations - while it gives credence to some part of Rhea's lies calling the Dudes "Heroes" instead of revealing the Truth (tm), it's more remarkable as a demonstration of "humans are prejudiced against something they don't know" (which also, sort of justifies Rhea's lies/omissions about her being a giant lizard).
For Marianne, she blames her Crust for her suffering - when she should be blaming the peons who throw rocks at her for having said crust for said suffering.
It wasn't played like that in the game because it completely clashes with Supreme Leader, but Marianne's bg story could have been a situation where someone apologises for being born a certain way, with the cast/story telling her that hell no, you're not at fault for being born with a crust, the people at fault are the people blaming you for being born "this way".
(but then world for humanity, pointy ears cannot rule over round ears because they have pointy ears, and what not)
Fittingly, the paralogue ends with :
The blood of a beast no longer flows through me. I feel human for once
:/
Of course we can interpret the "beast" as in not beast like a four legged creature like Baldo'n'Waldi, but beast because Momo was a beast aka a butcher - and now that she put an end to him she's free from his legacy -
Still, imo, that would miss the point, because Marianne still thinks her curse (thus not feeling "human") stemmed from her blood (tied to Momo) when that's not the case - sure Momo is to blame, but she shouldn't have been shunned/blamed for having the "wrong" blood to begin with!
Where's the "people grew to despise Maurice, but you're not him, so you shouldn't bear his sins" mention?
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sunwarmed-ash · 11 months
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😈Sinful Sunday Post😈
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Out of context The Eden Club, Ch 10 spoilers
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pleasuremehere · 22 days
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gravekeeper-anna · 8 months
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I know they're undead, but are they caked up? Got the dough? Hips wider then a gravestone?
Sinday Time
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"A strange turn of words, to be sure..." the Gravekeeper uttered with some sign of quizzical amusement, sinking her spade with a strong strike into the giving soil. Gauntleted hands spread outward as she presented herself in all her armored, funerary glory. "I am told I was given premium parts when I was 'redressed', surpassing a 4th generation Dreadblade. I do find this shell to be quite solid, suitable. Now, I don't quite think I was made with hourglass appeal, but..." Her haunting tones deepened with a darkly playful retort. "I'll gladly step on you if you wish it, little voice."
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1-king-many-queens · 1 year
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As always, dealing with my family sucks.
Lucky for me, today is Sinday!! So let’s get sinning!
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doumadono · 5 months
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are you doing sinful sunday today..?👀
sleepy morning sex with izuku?🤭
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Warnings: aged-up Izuku
SINFUL SUNDAY
Mornings are a bit of a struggle for Izuku. He often finds himself torn between the cozy embrace of the bed and the responsibilities of the day.
Izuku is all about cuddles in the morning. He wraps himself around you, seeking comfort in the warmth of your shared embrace.
You both find yourselves in that hazy state of barely being awake, your eyes half-open as you nuzzle into his neck. Your fingers gently trace a path up his chest.
Izuku lies on his back, cradling you in his arms, and he absentmindedly draws swirling patterns on your back.
Suddenly, he draws you on top of him while still beneath the covers. "Good morning, love," he murmurs, gently stroking your hips.
You roll your hips, your face still nestled in the crook of his neck. "Hey, baby."
He skillfully slides your underwear aside, slipping his own just over his hardened length. His morning erection already twitches as you rut your wetness against him. "Fuuuck," he grunts, looking up at you through half-opened eyes.
He lets out a low groan, tenderly guiding you to sink on his cock. "Oh, fuck, fuck, you're so wet and warm, holy shit..."
You whimper quietly into his shoulder.
Your bodies are snugly pressed together under the covers, and Izuku starts to thrust up into you at a leisurely pace. His hands caress your back, arms, ass.
Both of you find yourselves catching your breath, moans and pants escaping your lips, as the sweet pleasure wraps around you.
"So good," Izuku mumbles, his head rested against his pillow. "You're so good, baby, so fucking good."
You ride him leisurely, gazing down at his blissful expression with half-lidded eyes. "That's my boy. I love you so much, Izuku."
His hands skillfully massage your hips, and a quiet whine escapes him. Biting his lips, Izuku can feel the tip of his cock hitting that sensitive, spongy spot within you. "O-Oh, shit, babe…"
Izuku can deploy the famous Midoriya puppy eyes. Those wide, pleading eyes make it nearly impossible for you to resist granting him the sweetest climax he seeks.
"You wanna cum?" you whisper, stroking his cheek, and he nods.
You begin to move with increased pace, sensing his arousal building as his movements become more pronounced. It's a subtle yet unmistakable signal that he's nearing release.
Izuku moves his hips more assertively against yours, and before long, he releases his seed inside of you, moaning your name as he presses your bodies closer together, not wanting to spill even a bit. "Take it all, my love…" he whispers, "Thank you."
Your climax isn't as intense and rapid as it usually is during your normal fucking, but it still leaves you breathless, your thighs involuntarily clenching around his hips. "Oh, Izuku!"
He grins lazily as he gradually softens inside your pussy, both of you winding down. He gently guides your back to its original place at his side, holding you close. "I wouldn't mind waking up to this more often," he whispers.
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sunflowersteves · 2 years
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for sin sunday: making out with eddie in the bathroom right before he goes to stage and giving him a handjob but before he cums people call out to him to say it's show time and then he has to go with a hard on 😏 i can onyl imagine the punishment he'd give reader at home.
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;) U KNOW THIS IS EXACTLY WHAT I NEED
warnings || rockstar!eddie and his hotness have its own warning, smut!!, bj, edging, semi-public sex, 18+ only!!
“Eddie! You’re on in two minutes!”
Eddie wasn’t sure how much he could handle, eyes never leaving the sight in front of him. His back was pressed against the cold brick as his hands gripped your head as hard as he could.
“Shit, just like that baby—fuck—”
His hips bucked into your mouth as your tongue swirled across his spongey tip. “That fuckin’ mouth on you, b-baby—s-shit!”
You go to cup his balls, giving the glorious spheres some attention. You preen a little closer at Eddie’s guttural groan. He opened his eyes, he needed to look at you—needed to look at his sweet girl choking on his cock. And shit, that was a mistake.
The sparkles that adorned his vest shined against your face underneath the cheap bathroom light. He choked on nothing as he watched you hollow your cheeks and swivel your tongue.
You had seen Eddie in just the vest, no undershirt. His tattoos poked out from underneath and the pouch of his tummy made your mouth water. You couldn’t help but shove him into the bathroom and practically rip his pants off.
“F-fuck, baby, I’m close. Look at you, pretty girl. S-Shit, my pretty girl couldn’t even wait until after the show, huh?”
You’re shaking your head with his cock filled in your mouth and he immediately shoved his head back into the wall.
Your thumb goes to swipe the base of his right ball and his hips shove his cock even further down your throat. “F-fuck, sweet girl, you’re gonna be the death of me, huh? You’re takin’ my cock so well—my good girl—”
He can feel the clench of his thighs as you run your tongue over his sensitive tip. You could hear his moans stretch and yearn to leak his load into your mouth. “F-fuck me—”
He can feel it. Oh, he can feel it. You’re bobbing your head fast and Eddie can fucking feel it—
“Eddie! It’s time to fucking go! Get your ass out here.”
Eddie catches a certain glimpse in your eye and he panics. “No, baby, please—please, I need to cum, sweet girl—please.”
You release his cock with a ‘pop’ before licking your lips. You slowly get up from the dirty tiled floor and press a short kiss to his cheek. “Your fans need you Eddie, mhm?”
He lets out a huff, still a smile on his face. “I fucking hate you.”
You giggle and follow him to the edge of the stage. Just as he’s about to leave, he stops and turns around to whisper in your ear.
“I’m going to fucking ruin you when we get home, sweet girl.”
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bitchinbarzal · 2 months
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as much as sway loves to fuck mama into next week, he almost loves the after care more. a shower or bath together, a snack or meal depending on the time of day, lots of cuddles and sweet nothings
-linkedin anon
No because it’s so goalie coded of this man to hand his wife a protein bar “I fucked you good baby, get your sugars back up… I’m gonna run a bath for you”
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freelancearsonist · 8 months
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YES OF COURSE?? insert oscar "that was a rhetorical question" clip
ok well one brave horny soul is enough motivation for me this one’s for you anon <3
send all your horny thots and shit for whoever you want (see tags) starting now :)
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chellestrash · 2 years
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i am 1000% certain shane liked his nipples played with, i won’t be take criticism at this time.
oh come ooooon i just woke up and this is like the first thing i read PFF!
yes yes and yes absolutely, he likes to play with yours and he’s a slut for having his played with.
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daddys-mindful-love · 2 years
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I need more confessions for Sinful Sunday Confessions.
Tell Kinky Father about your transgressions so you may either be forgiven...or get wetter thinking about your naughty self.
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