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dummyy-dummyy13 minutes ago
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Daddy & I after his rugby training馃Υ
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bonkalore13 hours ago
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This was when I just started to get back on this story last April (2020) with a scene I had planned before way back when I first made it (2014) and figuring out where I wanted Archie and Jughead's friendship. I really want it to be believable why they are friends in this and actually show it. Some story details changed but that still is important to me!
I was still figuring out how I wanted to have them look at this point too...Technically I made the story in 2014 first but I was still sticking closer to the comic designs then. I strayed off eventually wanting more diversity in looks and this was the first I drew Archie again since and getting a feel for a new look.聽
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softmary20 hours ago
Here, have a self-insert two alien bois with a S/O who is extremely shy because I'm procrastinating again:
Yautja (Predator)
He is confused. Why are you constantly looking around? Why do you touch your hair so much? Why do you speak so softly? If you want to survive out there, you must strike fear in your enemy, not look like easy prey!
He wants you to be comfortable. Seriously, seeing you like this makes you look like you're are afraid of everything and he doesn't like that. You are in a relationship with an alien capable of killing a xenomorph, you should feel safe around him!
He wants to protect you. You are the least threatening being he's come across, it's only natural that your mate wants to keep you as close to him as possible and whenever he is unable to be around you, he leaves his hunting hound with you even if he needs it. He'll take a little longer to come back home with dinner, but he can manage.
You are very easy to read. Despite your timid nature, you are surprisingly good at unconsciously exteriorizing your emotions. He can interpret every single manerism, posture and facial expression of yours. When he notices you are unusually awkward, he steps in front of you and snarls at whoever is making his tiny human insecure.
Lots of reassurance. You are all small and harmless and he finds that very endearing. He loves to hold you, sit you on his lap and cuddle you. He could do that for hours. Whenever he is unable to do either of those things, he will gently place his forehead against yours and purr sweetly while holding your hands.
He will train you. There are no excuses! You can't just go around without knowing how to properly kick some ass. You will start out with basic self-defense and escalate little by little to more effective battle techniques. Don't worry, he knows you are different from him so he is very patient and praises you whenever you make any progress (in a very special way 馃憗锔忦煈侊笍)
Also confused. How can a simple task such as speaking be so tedious for you? And even when you do it, you are almost whispering (at least, so it seems to him) Though, he really appreciates your quiet tone of voice as he doesn't take kindly on loudness.
You are amusing. He just LOVES to tease you and get a reaction out of you, be it by making escandalous comments or straight up touching you in questionable places. Don't worry, he may be a jerk sometimes, but he knows when to stop.
Surprisingly gentle. Your skin is so warm and tender, he could eat you right up! (quite literally) But he won't. You are way too precious to become his meal. He is aware of how easely intimidated you are and while he uses this for his benefit, most of the time he is very careful with you.
Damn, he horny. Seeing you so submissive really arouses him. He might be an alien, but he still has his needs that need to be fulfilled and you are the perfect candidate. He can be a little animalistic when pleasuring you: he licks, bites and scratches.
Definetely has a size kink. No, but for real, he will take any chance to remind you just how short you are compared to him (you know, in case you forgot) This is just one of his many ways of teasing you.
P u r r i n g. I don't care what others say. If he comes from space and sometimes behaves like an animal, he purrs. Fite me. When you are more confident around him and start cuddling, he tries to hold back but ends up purring. He might get salty if you point it out or call him "cute", but deep down he likes to be praised and spoiled with love, too.
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odetolovea day ago
help i鈥檓 reading this webtoon and the dude looks like ushijima im going fucking pass out
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werewolf-thoughtsa day ago
thinking about either being fucked by or fucking someone as a werewolf, but starting off in their/my human form, waiting until we鈥檙e fucking hard to transform, claws digging in as the cock expands and fills even more, teeth ghosting over skin as our breaths and moans become louder, more desperate, aided by the cock buried deep and swelling with a soon-to-be knot
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tinysupervickia day ago
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I鈥檓 exhausted but I stayed up to draw my only pic for mermay of my ocs Yareli and Pasqual 鉂わ笍
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moondustglittra day ago
wait. do americans really have gendered shoe sizes??
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bonkalorea day ago
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I JUST WANTED TO MAKE SOMETHING CUTE!! As a treat. I've been stressed about a lot recently. :' ) But you know it's real when she doesn't mind your massive clawed hands being around you lol (Also his voice does sound kind of scary and different sometimes and generally while kaiju-sized but I'm never sure how to show that in a speech bubble!)
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setsailslasha day ago
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batman and robin by Marcus To in BATMAN URBAN LEGENDS #3
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denaturedalbumina day ago
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Commission done for @sirdarkhourglass
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armins-futona day ago
Doctor!Armin 鉁 Fem!Reader
Warnings: MINORS DNI- dubcon- age-gap- manipulation - mentions of plan B- Size kink
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a/n: part of @pressedlilacsandlilies role-play collab
w/c: 1k
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鉁癉octor!Armin: the respected physician your family always goes to. the one who knows you by name and has eyed you ever since you graduated highschool
鉁癉octor!Armin: who received a phone call from your old school parents, their voices thick with concerns that you鈥檝e been sexually active ever since you left for college
鉁癉octor!Armin: who promises to perform a thorough examination on their daughter. his fingers cooly hanging up the phone letting his mind go fuzzy at the thought of you getting fucked by some frat boy in a dingy dorm room. all the moans you鈥檇 let out ringing in his ears while he filled out patient papers at his desk
鉁癉octor!Armin: who fucked his fist during his break, imagining you sunken to the floor his cock buried deep in your sloppy mouth. thinking of your tongue sliding up and down the veins of his shaft. thinking of your glossy lips, sucking his tip slow. who hastily had to quit mid-stroke, shoving himself back into his pants, all because someone knocked against his office door looking for him
鉁癉octor!Armin: who watched you enter his office, your hips swaying against the frilly dress. your tits filling out the fabric, even more than the last he saw you. who greeted you so polite, so warm, so safe, as he shook your soft hands against his calloused ones, already imagining what your small hands would feel like wrapped around his length.
鉁癉octor!Armin: who couldn't help but notice flashes of your black panties as you kept squirming against the soft examination bed, too busy to notice while you answered his questions. your eyes catching on to how much he adjusted his white coat. small efforts to hide the swelling bulge against his blue scrubs.
鉁癉octor!Armin: who instructed you to lie down on the foam bed, sounds of the crinkly waxed tissue mixing in with your nervous giggles of denial when he asked you if you've been sexually active.
鉁癉octor!Armin: who informed you, he needs to check 鈥渏ust in case鈥 as he rolled his doctor's stool to the side of the bed, the sounds of the plastic gloves slapping against his hands, the corners of his mouths pulled into a warm smile as he watched your nervous face
鉁癉octor!Armin: who carefully asked you to remove any constrictive clothing. his blue eyes starting, as your fingers gently rolled your panties down the flesh of your thighs, the hem of your dress now laying flat against your belly. Your pussy exposed to the cool air, begging to be split open.
鉁癉octor!Armin: who tells you 鈥渢here is nothing to be afraid of鈥 while he orders you to spread your legs for him, his latex-covered digits, ghosting your pussy lips, gently massaging the fat of your groin while his brows were furrowed with false concern. his cock twitching against his thigh, a bead of his precum already forming a wet spot on the cotton of his pants.
鉁癉octor!Armin: who slowly slipped in his middle finger inside your heat. his dick throbbing in dull ache as you pulsed around his digit. fingers plunging in deeper, rubbing against your ribbed walls till his blue glove was palming your entire cunt.
鉁癉octor!Armin: who asked you a second time if you were a virgin. whose eyes were puppied in false concern as he heard your denials once again slip through your pretty mouth as he pulled his fingers out, making you release an accidental whine.
鉁癉octor!Armin: who let you know he was aware you were lying, how your slit was so slippery and stretched his fingers sunk right inside, how no virgin could take him like you did. How he had to inform your parents right away.
鉁癉octor!Armin: who felt his mouth go dry in lust as he heard the cries and pleas that you鈥檇 do anything to not have them know. his eyes gaping as you leaned over, your hand rubbing and palming the print on his pants, fingers dusting over the small wet spot on the fabric, the friction making him want to get up and rut into your hands.
鉁癉octor!Armin: who told you in cloaked words, how he could lose his license, his dick throbbing in anticipation as you inched closer and closer, while you insisted it was your pleasure to do so how you always wanted to do this.
鉁癉octor!Armin: who hastily stood up, gripping the sides of your hips dragging you flush against his frame as he pulled the ties of his scrubs loose, his pink cock slapping against his abdomen while you stared at his shaft, heat pooling to your spine in awe
鉁癉octor!Armin: who clenches your waist and fucks your tight pussy, paying no attention to your choked sobs of him being 鈥渢oo big鈥. pounding into you asking over and over if any college boy has fucked you like this yet
鉁癉octor!Armin: who鈥檚 hands cup and knead your tits through the thin dress. slamming his hips harder into you each time he heard your whimpers graze the shell of his ear., watching the soft fat of your tits bounce and jiggle each time the tip of his cock kissed your cervix.
鉁癉octor!Armin: who grips the sides of your jaw, groaning what a filthy slut you were, how much of a virgin you looked right now while slippery sounds of his length fell in and out of your wet pussy.
鉁癉octor!Armin: who pumps his dick dry into you, relishing in the way your walls flutter against him, his tip jerking inside you while you felt his hot cum fill you up to the brim. Who ensured you if there was anything you ever needed you could always come to him.
鉁癉octor!Armin: who hands over plan B pills while you leave his office, phone already in his hand ensuring your parents you show no signs of sexual promiscuity. who confirms them their daughter is as pure as they expect, no need to voice concern over a girl like you.
鉁癉octor!Armin: who orders his receptionist to schedule another appointment next week with you, you still needed to finish the rest of your physical.
Doctor Arlert always wishes the best for his patients well being.
漏 2021 armins-futon
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Taglist: @ayannamika @armins-bowl-cut @glittrkink @abbyzhanson @tetsunormous@instantnuma @lazyezstudy @papijean @odmlevis @inumakizone @peachysimp@kirsteiiins @jae-ren @lemvis @anajah @bertlebear@burned-by-roses@jean-prettyboy-kirschtein@lunasmess @weepinglevi
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justafrenchlondoner2 days ago
I recently finished reading the tg/tg:re series. About Ayahina, I will say this. Ayato and Hinami build-up had way too much romantic undertones in tg:re for them to be 'best friends' in the epilogue.Even Hide teased them twice in the epilogue lol.
My take is that it's implied they started dating.
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iiraven2 days ago
Fool-Proof Plan
Pairing: Erwin x reader
Genre:聽fluff, comedy, smut, modern AU
Warnings:聽size kink, masturbation, squirting, fingering in front of a mirror, hair pulling, multiple orgasms, manhandling, degradation, praise, established relationship, slight dumbification, choking/ breath play聽
Word count: 4.6K
Synopsis: Erwin鈥檚 business trip leads you to realise you鈥檙e not as sly as you think you are.
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Erwin Smith is a man capable of absolutely everything. He鈥檚 an amazing cook, an amazing masseur, an amazing businessman, and, most of all, an amazing husband.
There鈥檚 only one small shortcoming to the person you consider to be perfect. And that鈥檚 his inability to use any form of technology. Texting is bad enough with him signing his name after every message, but it鈥檚 social media that鈥檚 your husband鈥檚 true sworn enemy. Erwin might only be a few years your senior, but somehow your grandfather can comprehend the concept of Instagram faster than him.
鈥淪o, you just take pictures?鈥
鈥淎nd people respond to it?鈥
鈥淎lright but why?鈥
The conversation is nothing new, but you find it incredibly unfortunate knowing how talented he is at photography. If you two ever go someplace Erwin knows he wants to capture, he slings his camera over his neck, leaves his phone at home (鈥淚 won鈥檛 be taking any calls today鈥) and makes his merry way out of the house. You often eye the phone left stray on the desk, half-expecting it to chase you out of the house for abandoning it. Sometimes, for good measure, you slip it into your own bag. Just in case.
It鈥檚 for this reason that Erwin鈥檚 business trip puts you on immediate edge.
鈥淚t鈥檒l only be for ten days,鈥 he had said. 鈥淪ina Corporations takes their summits really seriously鈥︹
鈥淭en days?鈥 You repeated and Erwin gave you a soft smile.
鈥淚鈥檒l call you every day.鈥
It鈥檚 not like you have an obsessive attachment to your husband (well, that鈥檚 debatable), but breaking the routine of returning home to his warm hugs, listening to his day and then complaining about your own- it鈥檚 uncomfortable.聽
Erwin himself wasn鈥檛 looking forward to being away from you, away from home. Running Survey Corporations Ltd is no easy task; trying to balance the infuriating board and the long hours with his actual life is something only possible because of you. Time spent together is fine diamonds Erwin clutches onto and although he鈥檇 tried to reason with himself that it was only ten days, it wasn鈥檛 a trip he was looking forward to. He never said it out loud. But he didn鈥檛 need to. You can tell by the way Erwin鈥檚 lips linger on yours a little longer at the airport, as if to preserve your taste.
鈥淥i Erwin- hurry up.鈥 Levi tries hard not to glare. But even the raven-haired man knows that being away from you puts Erwin on somewhat of an edge. You鈥檙e his rock, there to ground him when everything is chaotic, and a summit surrounded by the richest people in the world is as chaotic as it gets.
Despite it all, Erwin stays true to his promise. He calls you at least twice a day and although you could stay on the phone with him for hours, he鈥檚 often rushing between conferences and can only spare minutes of his time. Even when he does have an hour, talking to a disembodied voice (he still can鈥檛 figure out how to switch his camera back around) is not the same as having Erwin right beside you. It鈥檚 the way he squeezes your thigh when he鈥檚 focussing on what you鈥檙e saying or when he pulls you towards him so that you can lie on his hard chest which still makes you blush even after years of being together.
Because, yes, you miss his touch the most.
Not even five days in, you find yourself with your hands down your panties and a tall blond man on your mind. You鈥檙e soaked just thinking about him. His groans, the way he calls your name, the way he pounds into you as you lose your train of thought. Your fingers try to imitate his- their curve and how easily they find your soft spot- but it just feels uncomfortable. So, then you try rubbing your clit, and there鈥檚 temporary pleasure there, but not even close enough to tip you over the edge. Even your pink vibrator doesn鈥檛 cut it. You deny the fact that Erwin Smith has made you an incompetent masturbator, but you can鈥檛 keep up the lie for long and soon enough you give up.
It鈥檚 the next day that your ingenious idea kindles. It鈥檚 a fool-proof plan. A small flame that has you rushing to the bathroom for the best possible lighting. Erwin can still put his tongue to use at a distance- after all, it鈥檚 his voice you fell in love with first. To discretely push him in the right direction, you send him a few photos of yourself. Nothing too scandalous safe he鈥檚 in a meeting, but enough that he鈥檒l gets the hint. Sure, Erwin has a couple of polaroid pictures hidden in his brown leather wallet, but he had shot those himself. You want to be a bit more spontaneous! And, honestly, at this point you鈥檙e desperate. You聽could swear you鈥檙e developing withdrawal symptoms: just the other day, you were actually temped to pick up a newspaper. It was terrifying.
This had to work. You can just imagine Erwin calling you, voice deep and gruff as he guides you through the process to make yourself cum as he showers you with praise. You feel giddy, eyes glued to the glowing screen, awaiting his response. Even your pink vibrator is out of the box.
Unfortunately, it doesn鈥檛 exactly go the way you had planned.
One hour after sending the photos you receive a panicked text from Hange. In the long paragraph, you understand that your poor husband couldn鈥檛 get the photos to load and decided to consult the vice president of his company who, upon simply clicking on them, saw you groping your soapy tits. Had it been anyone other than vice president Hange Zoe, Erwin may have broken his phone and quit right there. Thankfully, he only said, 鈥淚 see鈥 and then asked her where to find the smiley face Emoji.
鈥淚鈥檓 so, so sorry Y/N!鈥 Hange screams through the phone. 鈥淚鈥檒l make it up to you, I promise! I could send you a picture of my boobs! I鈥檒l go do it right now!聽I鈥檓 sorry! No- You don鈥檛 need to feel embarrassed! I won鈥檛 mind!鈥
鈥淚t鈥檚 alright Hange.鈥 You laugh nervously. 鈥淵ou don鈥檛 need to send me anything, it鈥檚 really not that big of a deal.鈥
The whack Levi lands on her head is so hard you hear it through the phone. 鈥淪hut the fuck up four-eyes.鈥
So here you are now. Three days until Erwin returns, a vibrator you鈥檝e given up on back in its box, and a husband who responds to your nudes with a smiley face.
But then Hange Zoe sends you something much better than a picture of her boobs.
The hotel that the trio were staying at- as most hotels do- has a spa. And if there鈥檚 one thing Erwin Smith adores it鈥檚 allowing himself to relax in a warm, steamy sauna. You鈥檙e not sure how Hange was allowed to join them, or how she was able to get her camera clear of fog, or how she was even able to take the picture without Erwin noticing. But you ask her no questions.
Followed by a winky-face is a picture of Erwin sat in the sauna, head tilted backwards, and eyes shut in the pure image of serenity. His arms are propped up on either side of him accentuating his biceps whilst still allowing a clear view of his sculpted body, the sweat running down his chest and abs, making him almost glisten. He鈥檚 completely naked except for the flimsy white towel across his lap which does absolutely nothing to hide his thick dick print. You shudder.
You feel like a teenager again, speechless at the sight of a quasi- naked man. Even though you鈥檝e seen him like this thousands of times, you can鈥檛 help but fantasise about being trapped underneath him, hair falling onto his face as he loses himself inside of you. God, maybe you do have an unhealthy obsession. But it doesn鈥檛 matter. You feel even more like a teenager as you imagine scenarios of him returning home to recreate the picture before you. And with that, your mind is sedated for the next few days.
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You have a fool-proof plan. Dress up in the shortest and tightest dress you own, cook your husband dinner, and then give him a blow job at the table so that he鈥檒l never leave you again. It鈥檚 going to be just like in the movies and nothing will stop that from happening.
Something stops that from happening.
Just as you鈥檙e about to put the potatoes in the oven, Erwin calls. His flight is delayed. You whine through the phone and Erwin鈥檚 chuckle just about stops you from sulking like a child. You can be mature about this, right? He鈥檚 getting home eventually- complaining isn鈥檛 going to help at all. Patience is a virtue and yours has been tested many times before. This is, after all, nothing compared to the time Erwin tried to create an excel spreadsheet. So, you don鈥檛 press further. You simply tell Erwin that you miss him and then go find a pillow in which you scream for a good five minutes.
Erwin, on the other hand, is a lot less coveted with his annoyance. He wants nothing more than to strangle whatever and whoever is preventing him from returning to his lovely wife. In the hour journey, the entire plane can feel a crushing tension above their heads, so tense that even the child at the back seems to be holding in his tears.聽
Usually, Erwin prefers to spend his flights with a book in his hands, but he鈥檚 incapable for picking up the paperback and instead stares out of the window somehow hoping it will go faster.
After what feels like hours, the tight dress has gotten too uncomfortable for you to wear and you resolve yourself to eating the potatoes alone. You still don鈥檛 take off your lingerie, though. A two-piece black set with lace detailing that makes you look like a present ready to be unwrapped. It had arrived yesterday, and you had taken your sweet time admiring the embroidered flowers and soft ribbon holding the fragile piece together because you had falsely assumed that you wouldn鈥檛 have it on for long. You had in fact contemplated stockings but by the time 11PM came by you simply wrapped Erwin鈥檚 favourite聽robe around your body and tried to take your mind off things. Maybe you should have opted for your own robe because as the sleeves hung from your arms and the soft material effused his smell, it managed to make you feel even worse.
Staying up late was not a foreign feeling but anticipation quickly turns into boredom and you find your eyelids getting heavy. You pause the anime you鈥檙e watching and are about to shut your eyes when you hear the faint rattle of keys.
You stumble getting out of bed, knocking your shoulder on the wall before skipping four steps at a time and tripping on the robe at least twice as you rush downstairs. Erwin is barely through the door as you call out his name and he drops his bags right there to let your rush into your arms. You feel so small, so safe, so familiar, within them, as if you鈥檝e returned to the space where you belong. He lifts you up to let you wrap your legs around his waist, your ankles barely crossing. He smells divine, even after hours of being stuck in an airport and his hair is still soft between your fingers. You look at him and the smile that spreads across his face wipes out any hints of fatigue that might have been there just moments ago.
Erwin kisses you and it鈥檚 long, deep, and he holds you impossibly closer to him as his tongue dips into your mouth. You don鈥檛 want it to end, but Erwin pulls back and says softly, 鈥淚鈥檓 home, my love.鈥
You can鈥檛 help but giggle. 鈥淲elcome home.鈥
You return to the kiss with a hint of desperation. Tugging lightly on Erwin鈥檚 shirt, you know he notices how your core is already warm, but still, he takes his time closing the door with his foot before finally noticing your attire. You鈥檙e about to make a sarcastic comment about his obliviousness but the way he looks down at you, at the small flower of lace peeping out from under the heavy robe, the way he slowly wets his lips, he leaves you speechless.
鈥淵ou鈥檙e a gift.鈥 He smiles sweetly though his eyes darken.
鈥淲ell, you鈥檝e been working really hard,鈥 You mumble. 鈥淵ou deserve a treat.鈥
The effect this man has on you is unbelievable. All that anger and frustration you had pent up now crumbles at the light caress of his thumb on your hips.
鈥淟et me unwrap you,鈥 Erwin says. And he walks you to your room, climbing up the stairs with ease as you cling onto him. You attempt to rub yourself against his hard stomach, but one look of warning makes you stop. He鈥檚 going to be doing things on his watch, tonight.
Setting you on the floor beside your bed, Erwin undoes the ribbon聽and you let the fabric pool at your feet. He immediately latches onto your neck, and you gasp, tilting your head to give him better access. His hands begin to roam, fingering the delicate lace of your panties and the straps of your bra as his tongue leaves a trail over your chest. It鈥檚 only when Erwin suddenly grabs your breast that you moan, body involuntarily pushing towards him.
He looks up through thick eyelashes and his hands moves to cup your face. You鈥檙e about to beg him to touch you where you need it most, but he whispers, 鈥測ou鈥檙e so beautiful.鈥 And you鈥檙e speechless again.
You suddenly lean in to kiss him, hands wrapping around his neck and it鈥檚 messy and your breath is short. 鈥淧lease, Erwin,鈥 you say to him between kisses. 鈥淭ouch me.鈥 You can feel him smile against your lips. 鈥淧lease鈥. And before you can stop yourself. 鈥淚 can鈥檛 do it myself.鈥
Erwin stills and only then do you realise your mistake. He pulls back and stands up straight, towering over you and you recognises that look. It鈥檚 the one of a lion who has just found a wounded deer.聽
Fuck. He leans back and raises a brow expectantly and you try to look everywhere but at him. Maybe if you avoid eye contact, he鈥檒l take it as a slip of the tongue. But your husband is not one to let things go. He鈥檚 intelligent, he knows exactly what you mean- you don鈥檛 need to speak for him to gather what happened, the image of you lying pathetically on the bed, hopeless and desperate. He smirks but stays quiet. Erwin likes it when you use your words.
鈥淣o-that鈥檚 not what I meant. I mean- you feel best and it鈥檚 just-鈥
You鈥檙e cut off by a hand on your scalp, pulling your hair back in one swift motion so that you have no choice but to look up at your husband dead in the eye.
鈥淵ou were touching yourself whilst I was away, Y/N?鈥
鈥淚-I mean...yeah鈥︹
鈥淚 see.鈥 His gaze is enough to make you gush. 鈥淎nd you weren鈥檛 able to make yourself cum.鈥
Your cheeks burn. It鈥檚 not a question, but you affirm it anyways.聽鈥淣o, no I couldn鈥檛 make myself cum.鈥
He鈥檚 silent for a moment and you鈥檙e not sure if it鈥檚 because he鈥檚 watching your worried face or because he鈥檚 wondering how he鈥檚 going to make that face look even more worried.
鈥淚 would feel sorry for you, but I suppose that鈥檚 what you deserve for touching my cunt without my permission.鈥
You gasp as he uses his grip on your hair to throw you on the bed. It鈥檚 effortless, the way his strength could so easily destroy you and yet he uses it to ruin destroy you in another way- just who聽you like it. Erwin undoes his tie and all you can do is gawk as he strips down to his boxers. He鈥檚 as hard as a rock and you tentatively reach out to touch him, but Erwin grabs your wrist. Without warning, you鈥檙e dragged to the other side of the bed where you鈥檙e placed to face your large floor length mirror. There鈥檚 only a moment of confusion before you understand why Erwin had been so keen on the somewhat awkward placement. He positions himself behind you and you withhold the urge to press your back against his throbbing cock.
鈥淒on鈥檛 you take your eyes off the mirror,鈥 Erwin commands, and you nod your head. 鈥淯se your words. Or do you need me to show you how to do that too?鈥
鈥淵es, sir,鈥 You say quickly.
鈥淕ood girl.鈥
Erwin opens your legs, his hands gripping your thighs hard. You silently wish bruises bloom in their wake- it鈥檚 been too long since you鈥檝e had your husband鈥檚 mark on you. A reminder of who you belong to. One hand stays on your thigh and the other moves to nudge your panties out of the way of your glistening cunt.聽
鈥淚鈥檓 going to show you how to touch yourself,鈥 He says in a low, rumbling voice. 鈥淎nd you鈥檙e going to watch closely and learn. Do I make myself clear?鈥
鈥淵es sir.鈥
His fingers don鈥檛 tease your folds for long. Erwin is feeling merciful, because he simply gathers the slick coating your cut before immediately rubbing your clit. The moan that leaves your mouth is pornographic. You buck your hips but the hand on your thigh moves to pin you down, your body flush against his so that you can almost feel his bearing heart. You鈥檙e engulfed by him so small as he easily manipulates your body.
Erwin is overwhelmed by the options. Look at his wife unravel below him or stare at the mirror, where you have no place to hide.
鈥淚 should be punishing you, you know.鈥 He presses his fingers down hard on a particularly tenter spot and you moan loudly.聽鈥淏ut I need to show my dumb little girl how to take care of herself.鈥
鈥淚-I鈥檓 not- ahhh.鈥 Your back arches and Erwin captures your neck again, sucking viciously.
As his thumb continues its assault on your clit, two fingers find your tight hole, dripping and clenching around nothing. He can see in the mirror how your body is practically begging to be filled up. And fill you up he will. But first Erwin inserts a finger and groans at the warmth that greets him. He begins moving it and although you try to understand how he is able to stroke your cunt so perfectly, your mind is fogged and all that鈥檚 on your mind is your impending release. This should be a learning experience, but it serves only as a reminder of Erwin鈥檚 miraculous hands. He slips his second finger in and your moans only get lounder.
鈥淓rwin, Erwin- they feel so good. Your fingers feel so good!鈥
You can see his smirk in his reflection, just before he speeds up and you have to grab his wrist to steady yourself. His fingers slam back and forth into your velvety walls. They suck them in, and he is able to find your sweet spot every time. Every single time. Your eyes roll back, you press against Erwin鈥檚 chest and your legs shake as you cum. The mess you make, leaking all over Erwin鈥檚 hands, your bed, your thighs- you try to look away, but he grabs your face to prevent you from doing so.
鈥淒on鈥檛 you dare look away.鈥 His voice is low, threatening. 鈥淟ook how good I make you feel. Look.鈥
Your cheeks are flushed and the set that had made you look like a femme fatale, just hours before, is now yet another set that has has you pliant and submissive. 鈥淚t seems that I鈥檓 the only one who can take care of you,鈥 Erwin says. And you know he鈥檚 right.
Erwin lifts his soaked fingers to his mouth and his eyes flutter shut as he tastes you. When he opens them, you swear they鈥檝e gone a shade darker. Wordlessly, Erwin slips from behind you to kneel in front of the bed. He removes your panties and holds them up to his nose, giving them a slight inhale before tossing them to the side and lowering his mouth.
鈥淓rwin wai-鈥
And before you can warn him that your too sensitive- you orgasm was too strong, it鈥檚 too soon- his mouth has latched onto your cunt and Erwin is eating you out like a starved man.
鈥淎h-fuck, fuck, fuck,鈥 You practically scream.
He sucks on your clit, his tongue doing what it does best. You look down, his eyes bore into yours and you know he鈥檚 remembering every expression you make as he pushes you over the edge. Despite your trembling arms struggling to keep you upright, your hand goes to grip Erwin鈥檚 hair and all you can think about is how soft it is before you cum again. Your husband doesn鈥檛 stop this time. His fingers dig into your soft hips to make sure you don鈥檛 move, to make sure that he catches everything on his tongue. And he can feel it before you do. The steady build-up of a feeling slightly familiar, but foreign enough that you warn Erwin too late. Your back arches and you squirt in his mouth and before your eyes roll back, you catch a glimpse of what you know to be a smirk in your husband鈥檚 eyes.
You can feel the sheets soak below you so try to press your legs together in somewhat of an attempt to hide the mess, but Erwin doesn鈥檛 let you. 鈥淒on鈥檛 be ashamed now, darling.鈥 His voice is solid, domineering. 鈥淭his is just you perfect body, doing exactly what I tell it to,鈥 He says.
He could be talking about fruits and you would still nod your head dumbly.
The power Erwin has over you is addictive, and your body seems to know it too. As he kisses your thighs, licking off whatever didn鈥檛 find its way into his mouth, you can still feel a distant ache at your core. This time, you don鈥檛 need to use your words. As you lie weak on the bed, Erwin crawls over, engulfing your form. The lion is ready for his meal. He leans down to capture your lips in a gentle kiss. 鈥淚 missed you,鈥 He says. It鈥檚 the hundredth time, but you don鈥檛 tire of hearing it.
鈥淚 missed you too.鈥
Erwin shifts your legs, and you can feel the head of his large cock teasing your entrance.
鈥淚 missed all of you,鈥 he repeats. 鈥淵our smile. Your voice. Your moans.鈥 He pauses to place a kiss on your collarbone. 鈥淵our taste.鈥
He鈥檚 trying to be romantic, but you know why he stalls, and it makes you unable to graciously except the compliments. Erwin loves to hear you pine for him. And who are you to refuse your husband鈥檚 desires? So, you reach your hands out towards his shoulders, attempting to make him move if only a little bit. 鈥淓rwin!鈥 You whine, and despite your weakness, you manage to push your hips forward, finding friction against his hard cock. 鈥淧lease!鈥
Again, that smirk. He rubs against your clit. 鈥淢y, my- you鈥檝e come twice already and want more?鈥
Well, he missed your voice so you suppose you should let him hear it. 鈥淟et me be selfish, please sir?鈥 You moan. 鈥淚 need you inside of me.鈥
His cock twitches against you. And before you know it his hand is around your neck. 鈥淪uch a good girl, using your words like that.鈥
He pushes inside you with a groan of relief, a low sound from his throat that causes his eyes to close momentarily.聽
It聽seems you鈥檝e forgotten how big he is because as he stretches you out like it鈥檚 your first time, your mouth drops open and a string of curses emerges. Erwin would usually reprimand you for the foul language, but he鈥檚 too lost in the feeling of your tight cunt pulling him in. Using your neck as leverage, he squeezes tight so that he can push forward and when your eyes blur, overwhelmed with the pleasure and pain and the lack of oxygen intensifying it all, Erwin loosens his grip only slightly, and your eyes find his again. You don鈥檛 notice your mouth hanging open, too focussed on the way your body is accommodating Erwin鈥檚 cock again.
鈥淩eally big, 鈥榮 really big, sir,鈥 You mumble and Erwin grunts in response, his teeth clenching because he too is reminded yet again of how tight- how perfect- your body is for him.
When Erwin bottoms out, he stills for a moment, basking in your warmth and taking a moment to kiss your cheek, a gentle gesture compared to the hand still grasping your neck. Your cunt gushes despite you wincing about the pain, about his size, and soon he can鈥檛 help but move his hips. Erwin pulls back and thrusts deep. You scream him name, as you feel his cock dragging against your walls. Any idea of taking you gently has evaporated from Erwin鈥檚 brain and instead his hips snap back and forth violently, his tip kissing your cervix as he buries himself inside of you again and again.
His grunts are laboured as Erwin鈥檚 free hand pushes your leg up to your chest to allow him to thrust deeps and deeper. 鈥淛ust like that- just like that, good girl. My good girl.鈥
The new angle has him brushing against your g-spot and you won鈥檛 last long. You know you can鈥檛- not with him quite literally rearranging your insides. You have one hand clawing at his forearm and the other grips the sheets and you repeat a mantra of 鈥淭hank you, sir, thank you鈥 in between your desperate moans. The honorific coming from your lips is too sweet to his ears and he鈥檚 reminded of why phone calls bother him so much- nothing compares to hearing your voice like this. 聽
Erwin鈥檚 hand leaves your neck only to tug your bra down, letting your boobs bounce freely as he fucks you hard. You almost complain about the loss of contact but his tongue latches onto to your nipple and before you know it, you are coming all over your husband, screaming his name. Your nails dig into his arm as he nears his own release. Erwin鈥檚 hips stutter and he moans your name before throwing his head back in pure bliss as he cums inside of you. You wish you can capture that sight forever, but you don鈥檛 think any photo does your husband justice. It鈥檚 true- this is better than anything Hange could send.
Your breaths slowly find a slower rhythm in the post-orgasm silence. Erwin watches the way your fluids pool out of you as he pulls out, admiring the own mess on his lower stomach. You wince at the sore feeling and pull him towards you. This time, he follows your command. Breathless bodies mould into each other, finding their place after too long being apart. At the back of your mind, you know you should be making your way to the bathroom, but Erwin鈥檚 heavy body lying on your chest is enough to remind you to focus on the moment. For this is where you belong.
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鈥淵ou know, you should be flattered, Erwin.鈥 You nudge his arm weakly as you lay together, bodies entangled in a random set of pyjamas you begrudgingly forced yourself to change into. 鈥淣o one has better hands than you.鈥
He laughs. 鈥淚 am flattered,鈥 he says. 鈥淚 just like teasing you.鈥
鈥淣o- you have a degradation kink.鈥
鈥淵es, that too.鈥
Even as you were taking a shower together, Erwin鈥檚 subtle attempts at having you admit you couldn鈥檛 make yourself cum did not go unnoticed. You suppose it鈥檚 an ego-thing, but then you realise it鈥檚 more. The power of being the only person able to bring you that much bliss is power Erwin thrives on. And despite the money wasted on your pink vibrator, you wouldn鈥檛 have it any other way.
鈥淪till,鈥 Erwin muses and a small smile plays across his lips. 鈥淚 did expect the photo Hange took to at least help a little.鈥
Every muscle in your body stills and your eyes suddenly widen. Oh come on. You try to tell yourself that there鈥檚 simply nothing wrong with having a photo of your naked husband, but it鈥檚 more than that. You know it. Erwin knows it. And by the way he鈥檚 smiling, you also know that plastered on your face is the guiltiest of looks. In your poor attempt to escape his gaze by turning your back to him, Erwin chuckles and shakes his head, hugging you closer.
鈥淭hat鈥檚 not fair!鈥 You exclaim.
鈥淚t鈥檚 not?鈥
You try to wiggle out of his grasp, but Erwin is made of steel.聽Why do you expect to get away with anything anymore? Erwin Smith is beyond two moves ahead- he鈥檚 finished the game before you鈥檝e even started.
鈥淒id you really think I didn鈥檛 notice?鈥澛
鈥淪hut up!鈥 You whine. 鈥淲hy do you have to be such a smartass about it? Let me think I win.鈥
鈥淎lright, alright.鈥 Erwin chuckles and places a kiss on your forehead. 鈥淵ou鈥檙e my winner. Always.鈥
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magg0tbrained2 days ago
you know what kink we don鈥檛 talk about enough??? SMOTHERING
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luna-leyah2 days ago
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I think I cast the wrong spell
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