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jellyfishg1rl · 10 hours
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Fucking with older Toji is a complete emotion. With his body being twice her size, he can easily wrap his hands around her body, with his big fat cock drowning deep inside her pussy.
A fight led you to this, it's a silly reason, which Toji quickly used as an excuse to fuck you until you cried.
Yes fuck, he is aggressive, pushing his body against yours, stretching your wet pussy, mumbling confused words and curses. You can't listen properly, you're too busy filling the room with your screams.
Being older, Toji is more experienced, he knows every point of pleasure of yours, he knows exactly where to touch if he wants to have you screaming his name.
— FUCK, TOJI!— You scream, tears dripping down your previously perfectly made-up face, now, the makeup stains it, just like the tears.
Toji smiles so wickedly that you feel your insides tighten, it only stimulates you further, fucking you until you're like jelly in his hands.
— That's it, little girl, come to daddy. — And so you do more, salt dripping from your mouth as you open it, screaming Toji's name as you reach your peak. — Good girl.
The words come out as a growl from his mouth as he continues to fuck you, chasing your own apex.
And when he cums, he easily pulls out of you, admiring the cum that drips from your pussy, wetting the sheets of your bed. He cleans you, remaining silent as you breathe deeply, about to sleep.
The last thing you remember before falling asleep is him grabbing your small body, and then placing you in his big, muscular arms.
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neverland93 · 22 hours
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Peter Pan Imagine/ You like me.
“You son of a bitch!” You yell at Peter as you walk away, but as you walk he grabs your arm and brings you back to him.
“Don’t act like you don’t like this.” He says softly
“What the hell is that supposed to mean?!” You get defensive.
“You like being controlled, you like me.” He looks deeps in your eyes
You were taken back and could barely think.
“So, I’ll do whatever I want to you, whenever I want, and you’ll let me. Because you want it-“ he says
“No.” You say looking down
“And you need it.” He pulls up your chin with the tip of his finger .
You swallow your dry spit and try to come back to reality.
“So princess, Neverland or no Neverland, I own you. Now, go to your room, strip off whatever dress the fairies made you this week, get into bed, and wait for me. Say yes.” He looks at you
“….Yes.” You say walking away and doing exactly what he says with a smirk creeping through your lips.
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It was just a nice afternoon til you find yourself manhandled by Scara and being pulled into a secluded area. You whine as he suddenly spread your legs apart and started to press his growing bulge against your clothed cunt. He was so horny right now, what can he do? It's not like he can hold it in when you're just there looking all cute like that..
He ends up humping against you while cum stains your panties. You were whining and moaning while he grinds his bulge against your clothed cunt. After he was done, you both would walk out like nothing happened, although cum was staining your panties..
At least he promise to fuck you better next time. You just can't wait til tonight <3
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metorea · 4 months
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Receiving Oral w/ HP Boys
smut below the cut!!! all characters aged up
Harry
♡ More than anything, Harry is nervous. Nervous to mess up, nervous to do poorly- just nervous. 
♡ But this doesn't stop him from trying. Quite contrary, actually, he tries very hard. 
♡ He has never gone down on anyone before, but he has …. done his research. 
♡ He's gentle and cautious at first, but the sounds you're making spur him on like nothing else 
♡ “So good, so so good. You can give me another right?” 
♡ He finds himself quickly drunk with lust, addicted to the reactions he's pulling from you 
♡ You will have to pull him off, because he's not stopping until his jaw locks up. 
Ron 
♡ Weasley's man, I'm telling you. 
♡ This is probably one of the first sexual things you guys do together, period. Just going down on each other. No risk, high reward- what could be better?
♡ He's ever done it before you, but unlike Harry, he is not nervous in the slightest. In fact he is glaringly confident 
♡ For good reason, too. 
♡ Ron is, in a word, ravenous. 
♡ He may be oblivious most of the time, but in this arena, he is not. Quite contrary, he is incredibly in tune with you. Every move you make, every sound that leaves your pretty lips, he's listening and adjusting accordingly 
♡ “Fucking hell,” Is all you'd get from him, once or twice. His mouth is too full for him to say much else. Not that you're complaining. 
Cedric 
♡ Cedric is not a huge fan of oral. He prefers to get to the main event, where you're both feeling good. But seeing how interested you are in it, he's willing to try it. 
♡ And God, is he glad that he did. 
♡ He has you lay down on your back for him while he explores slowly, moving at an agonizing pace
♡ The first time you cum, he's shocked. He'd hardly done anything at all and here you were, a mess. 
♡ It opens up a whole new world of possibilities. 
♡ He watches and enjoys as feather light touches elicit the most extreme reactions from you, taking unbelievable pleasure in the way you're so desperate for him
♡ Yeah, oral becomes a staple of your foreplay from therein. 
George 
♡ He wants this. He wants it an incredible amount. 
♡ You never have to ask. He is ready to go, constantly. 
♡ Under the desk. In a closet. On his bed. On your bed. On Fred's bed. Everywhere. 
♡ George Weasley is absolutely nothing in this world if not a munch. 
♡ And God, is he good at it. Entirely too good at it. It's almost too much, the way he devours you without inhibition. 
♡ You have to push him off when you've finally cum too much for you to handle, and simply can't keep going. Even then he'll try to persuade you to just let him help you clean up, resulting in an eventual round 10. 
♡ “Come on baby, you're okay. Hush pretty girl/boy, one more.” 
Fred
♡ Fred isn't a munch per se. He is, however, a freak. 
♡ He's always looking to try something new, something experimental. 
♡ One day, an idea occurs to him. What if he combined his two favorite things? You on top, and him making you feel good. 
♡ This lands you here, on his face 
♡ Fred LOVES it. He loves the way that he's drowning in you while you rut against him, his fingers digging into the fat of your hips hard enough to leave bruises as he pulls you down against him. 
♡ He's looking up at you with greedy eyes while you use his mouth to get off, and he could not be more thrilled.
♡ “Y/N, I told you to sit, not hover. So fucking sit.” 
Draco 
♡ 69 sorry not sorry. 
♡ Draco is a very greedy man. He takes and gives nothing back, as has always been the case. 
♡ Luckily for you, this does not apply to sex … most of the time 
♡ He loves to have you sat on his face while you go down on him so he can feel you struggling to focus, choking on him while you shake against him. 
♡ He makes a game of it, trying to get you to finish before he does. More often than not, he wins 
♡ “Merlin, Y/N. Already? Tsk.” 
Blaise 
♡ He does it to think. I'm not kidding. 
♡ He's stressed out? You're crushing his head between your thighs. He's confused about something? You're sat on his face. 
♡ He uses you as a reassurance, taking pride in the way he can make you feel so, so good. 
♡ If he can control nothing in this world he can control how hard you're cumming on his tongue, amen.
♡ “Lay back.” He'd say, bursting into the room from what you can only assume was a long night, loosening his tie just enough for it to hang on his neck. “You know what I want prince(ss). Help me out, won't you?” 
Tom Riddle 
♡ Like most things with him, it is a ploy. A plot, to make you weak, make you pliable. 
♡ To Tom, there is no position more powerful for him than between your legs, staring up at you while you struggle to create any thoughts whatsoever. And that's exactly how he likes you; totally brainless. 
♡ Unlike the others, though, this is not about your pleasure. He is mean about it, always. More often than not, he goes down on you as a punishment, not a reward 
♡ He withholds orgasms for so long you're crying, shaking against him 
♡ And when he does let you cum, he refuses to let you stop- overstimulating you into a puddle
♡ He's a powerful wizard, he can go all night. And he does. 
♡ “What, it's too much?” Tom asks, raising an eyebrow with a sneer. “That's too bad. You aren't moving until I'm done with you.”
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Requested by: @irissfoot
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luxxid · 1 year
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hello marion! could i request itto, childe, diluc and scara smut imagines (separately)?
tyyy sm <33
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𝐈 𝐋𝐈𝐊𝐄 𝐈𝐓 𝐑𝐎𝐔𝐆𝐇!
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ꔫ 𝐈𝐓𝐓𝐎 ꔫ
he pounded his large cock into your small hole as you gripped his red horns, his arms were placed on either side of your hips, his thrusts were powerful and swift, leaving you breathless as the butterflies in your stomach strided closer to your climax. his hulking figure above you were a perfect silhouette as he filled you with pleasure, sending tremors through your body as he brought you closer to the peak of ecstasy.
"doing so good for me, pretty bunny." he groaned in escasty as he kept his slamming his girth in an inhumane pace. he was completely engulfed in bliss, unable to control his own movements as the pleasure overwhelmed him. he absolutely adored how your cunt sucked his length so gracefully and addictingly. his mind was beyond comprehension as he enjoyed every single bit of it, relishing the feeling of his entire being connected to yours in a way that could only be described as divine.
your palms harshly tugged on his hair, he groaned as you did so. his eyes were locked into yours, his orange eyes were staring into your soul. you found it quite intimidating. his grip on your waist tightened as you moved deeper, making you feel both powerful and vulnerable simultaneously. you could feel the intensity of the moment build as you moved, and the vulnerability that comes with surrendering to someone in such an intimate way.
"itto!! i can't anymore!" you whined in jubiliation as tears slipped out of your eyes subconciously, his thrusting had halted for a minute before he hooked his lissom digits under your chin and made you face him. his tip was still grazing your cervix, droplets of sweat were present on his forehead from the heat of the moment. with a satisfied smirk, he asked, "still have some energy left in you?"
his hips once again buckled against your making you moan, your squirmed under his large shadow while he looked down at you. what a pretty scene you were. really, you were a small thing struggling to push him, but all you tries were in vain. his thrusts were now quicker and deeper, sending waves of pleasure coursing through you both as he brought you closer to climax. your soft moans and pleasured squirms only seemed to drive him further, and you were soon overwhelmed by a crescendo of sensations as he brought you both closer to the edge of exhiliration.
"mm-m!" you groaned in pleasure as you nodded your head. was it your fault that he knew all your sweet spots and had mapped out your entire body and made you feel weak in the knees. you couldn't help but feel helpless to the touch of his fingers, teasing and tantalizing your entire being. his touch, gentling yet powerful, made you gasp with the intensity of the pleasure coursing through your body. you knew he could bring you to the brink of ecstasy with just a few skillful strokes.
"i know you have it in you, bunny." his words sent a shiver through you, a reminder that together you could explore heights of pleasure you never expected. you felt a surge of confidence, emboldened to chase those dreams and experience a level of bliss you'd only imagined before.
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ꔫ 𝐂𝐇𝐈𝐋𝐃𝐄 ꔫ
his pointer finger explored your gunge cunt civilly, arousing you with his touch as he explored the depths of your most intimate area. his tongue followed suit, licking and caressing as his fingers continued their exploration. you moaned in pleasure as the sensation of his touch overwhelmed you. his exploration grew more intense, as his tongue expertly worked its way around your sensitive skin, sending shivers up your spine with every pass.
"m-mm ajax- i-" you kept on stumbling your words due to every slick movement he made with his svelte digits, you swear you could feel him grin against your syrupy pussy. you tugged on his silky, ginger hair as his eyes travelled up to yours while he continued tasting your candied sex. you could feel the electricity, the heat radiating from him and all your focus centred on how he made you feel, as if it was the only thing that mattered in the world.
forwith, his movements had stopped, his fingers were still impended inside your cunt, his tongue was withdrawn as he glanced deep into your pupils, his intense gaze held you captive as he moved his free hand to caress your waist, his touch radiating warmth as he leaned in closer. his lips met yours in a passionate kiss as his fingers began to thrust inside you, the intensity of the moment intensifying as his tongue explored your mouth. his touch was gentle as his hand moved to your breast, his thumb tracing circles around your erect nipple, the sensation sending waves of pleasure throughout your body.
"jax! please, more!" you snivled while glistening tears cascaded down your cheeks, while you buried your face in your palms. it wasn't fair, he knew how to get you addicted to him, he knew how to very well. his lips curled into a smirk as he observed your obvious distress, aware of the fact that he had succeeded in capturing your attention. his smirk deepened as he brushed a finger gently against your cheek, a gesture that conveyed both his understanding of your pain and his promise to provide more of what you wanted.
childe moved his lips to your ear, his breath hot and heavy, and whispered "say it again" before his tongue licked the sensitive area. his hand moved to your inner thigh and he firmly gripped it, his other hand finding its way to your waist. "say what you want," he moaned, his lips trailing down your neck. his voice was demanding yet gentle, asking for what you wanted, yet still caring for your needs. he wanted you to take control, to make sure that he knew exactly what would make you happy.
oh well, you could only imagine what he was going to do, and how he was going to make you feel.
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ꔫ 𝐒𝐂𝐀𝐑𝐀𝐌𝐎𝐔𝐂𝐇𝐄 ꔫ
his dick kept consuming your slovenly cunt, he never once stopped nibbing his girth into your hole, his thrusts became more and more intense, you felt like you were being taken over by the sheer pleasure he was providing. his actions made you scream in delight as his dick pounded into you, intensifying your pleasure with every stroke. he never seemed to tire of your body and desired to bring you ultimate pleasure. he treated you like a goddess, showering you with pleasure that had never been experienced before.
you found yourself lost in a sea of ecstasy, the sensation of his dick inside you becoming more and more intense with each passing moment. you could feel yourself getting closer and closer to the brink of climax, and when it came it was like nothing you had ever experienced before. with every thrust of his hips, you were sent higher and higher into a state of bliss, the sheer ecstasy of the moment pushing you over the edge and into a euphoric state like no other.
"dirty slut." he spat as he slapped you harshly. your tears were ignored as he kept pounding his length mercilessly, not sparing you even a bit of mercy. if you had to admit, you liked this side of him. you loved the way he punished you, wanted more, not less; you desired the feeling of complete submission to him, letting him take control and take you wherever he wanted. you could feel yourself slipping further and further away, willing to do anything to please him, and giving him whatever he wanted.
"kuni! no more, no more!" you wailed, your tears were dried up on either side of your cheeks. it was true, you couldn't take anymore, he was far too good at this, and you were just an amatuer, he had been teasing you for hours, his hands and his mouth tracing pleasure on your body and then leaving you wanting more. you begged for him to stop, but he kept going, pushing you to the edge of orgasmic bliss and then taking it away again and again. you were exhausted, and he was still going strong.
"come on, i know you can do it, angel." he whispered lovingly, he squeezed your hand tightly and urged you to keep pushing forward. his smirk had broadened after glancing at your spiteful perception. his hips buckled once more against yours harshly. his touch sent a wave of pleasure through your body, as his kisses roamed your neck and his hands explored your curves. you felt your body heat up as the intensity of the moment increased, and the sexual tension between you both was palpable.
you knew very well, he would make you see stars tonight, you couldn't help but anticipate the brimming pleasure that was to come, as you both moved closer to the brink of passion.
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ꔫ 𝐃𝐈𝐋𝐔𝐂 ꔫ
his tongue swiftly explored your heat while he licked you out, drawing out sensations of pleasure and delight as he tasted you. his hands on either side of your hips. he moved his hands up around your body to caress your breasts, sending shivers down your spine with every touch. his mouth was still attached to your honey pussy, he kept on sucking on your clitoris as it if were addictive. his tongue and hands worked in tandem, and you were quickly lost in the sensations of sex. his mouth felt like it was everywhere, and as he moved against you, you felt like you were in an entirely different world.
"sweet phoenix, doing so good for me." he praised while leaving a blub of saliva on your pussy lips, he trailed his way back up to your tummy while pressing short, but passionate kisses onto your breasts. his lips left a faint trail of warmth that lingered as he looked deep into your eyes, his gaze filled with passionate admiration. his damp fingers caressed your rosy cheeks, your eyes were drooping from all excitement.
he moved his way back up, his hands gently exploring your body with each passionate kiss. His touch was gentle yet intense, sending a wave of pleasure that washed over you. his gaze held admiration and respect, and the warmth of his lips and hands were almost too much to bear. his touch elicited a sigh of pleasure, as you looked into his eyes and knew that you were truly loved.
his lips moulded against yours for a long, sultry kiss. his hands brushed your hair away from your face as his hands moved down your body and caressed your skin, the heat of passion and desire rose within you, and you were both swept away in a wave of pleasure and sexual ecstasy. his soft lips pressed against your forehead, and he whispered, "you can do this, my love." his gaze shifted to your eyes, and he smiled, his warm breath caressing the side of your face.
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minhosimthings · 6 months
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I love how we as a community agree that Sunghoon would be the best degrader in all of Enhypen. For example-
If you were out at the grocery store, just minding your own buisness, looking for potatoes while your husband stalks off looking for Tiramisu, and a man comes up to you. Twenty something, fairly handsome and complements you on the butterfly clips in your hair, not knowing that Sunghoon was right behind you. You, being a human being who can take complements, thanked him meekly and blushed, while Sunghoon grabbed onto your waist, startling you, and saying very loudly that he prefers the tiramisu that his WIFE makes (with a lot of emphasis on the wife).
Courtesy to his silence throughout the car ride, you knew what was coming at home. Your suspicions were confirmed, when you reached home, opened the door and immediately got slammed into the wall by Sunghoon, who dropped his bags onto the floor and kissed you harshly, moving his tongue around yours.
"You wanna fuck that man huh babe? Want this pussy to be someone else's like a cumslut?" He taunted you, removing your bra with ease and squeezing your tits so tightly, while you could feel the bulge in his pants rub against your naked thighs. Of course you two couldn't do it against the front door, lest the neighbours hear (although Sunghoon occasionally said that the neighbours would be blessed to hear your moans), so Sunghoon took you to the kitchen, setting you down on the table roughly and basically ripping off your panties. "Oh would you look at this?" He would chuckle, one hand still on your right tit, squeezing it from time to time, "Already so wet for me? Oh you are a slut aren't you?"
He would basically attack your pussy with his fingers, moving it around at the speed of a maniac, while you would beg him to stop, wanting his dick to be inside of you. "Aww, does my slut want her daddy's cock inside of her? You'll have to earn it baby." He would go down to your legs and spread them further, while you would let out the occasional whimpers at seeing his sweaty arms and that expression he makes when he's angry. He would put his tongue into your pussy without warning, making you scream out his name in pain. "No fuck- Daddy!" He would take in your moans and screams, basking in the glory that he was making you want his cock more and more.
"Get on your knees." He would say after coming up from between your legs. "Now." He would add in a dangerous undergone, making you get on the floor more faster than you've ever had. "Now suck my cock like the dumb whore you are." You complied to his orders, quickly trying to give him pleasure. "Tch tch." He would burst out, not even after a minute had gone by, "You can't even suck properly can you? Do you not want to give your daddy what he wants? Huh slut? Answer me." He tugged on your hair again, making you moan out. Hair pulling kink go brr. "Daddy- want your- cock. Please." You would whimper, feeling his hands wrap around your left tit again.
"Stupid fucking slut aren't you? I bet you're thinking of that guy. Say it slut." He would press down on your thigh, "Are you thinking about him?" "N-No Sunghoon!", Was the only thing you could scream at that point, when he pushed his dick into you, taking you by surprise as slithers of pleasure went into you. Sunghoon kept tugging on your hair, forcing you to look at him, while thrusting his hips deeper and deeper. "You're mine. You're all mine. No one else's, you understand that?" He would growl out, gritting his teeth, while the only sound you could make was a weak whimper. "Ah fuck Sunghoon! Im gonna cum fuck!" You screamed out, making him moan out as you felt warm liquid fill your hole, giving you pleasure greater than anything in this world.
"Sorry princess." Sunghoon later apologized, while sitting on the couch. "I shouldn't have gone that harsh on you." You smiled warmly at his words and wrapped yourself more comfortably around him, immediately forgiving him, saying that the bath he had ran you and the doordash he had ordered was enough for you. It wouldn't be until later than Sunghoon found out about your degradation kink and from there on, your name was permanently forgotten and replaced by 'Sunghoon's dumb cumslut'.
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ravi-deactivated · 1 year
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𝙗𝙡𝙚𝙚𝙙 𝙛𝙤𝙧 𝙢𝙚
„I can't hold back when you look like this.“
featuring: zack foster
cw: vaginal sex, blood play, praise, creampie, reader has a nose bleed mid sex and zack goes feral over it, zack can't build a single sentence without a curse word
18+ content - MDNI
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The air around you is heavy, thickened by your harsh exhales. A thin film of sweat covers your skin while you move your hips in rolling, fluent movements and a moan leaks your throat as you feel that familiar bump against your g-spot again.
Hazy eyes slide down to your palms placed on scarred skin beneath you, trail further over collarbones and tensed muscles, eventually rest on Zack's face.
His breathing is as heavy as yours, lips parting with deep moans and hissed breaths while his hands rest on your hips, guide them while he moves his lower body along with yours, meets your thrusts halfway through, shoves himself even further up into you.
With a shivering sigh, you press your palms harder against his chest, feel his burn scars beneath your fingers. You cherish the feeling.
It took a while for you to be allowed to see him without his bandages, took a lot of trust for him to show himself to you without any cover.
By now he thinks that with every time you run your fingers over his damaged skin without hesitation, he falls even more for you.
Oxytocin pumps through his veins and straight into his brain, makes him high, makes him see nothing but you above him.
You are so perfect in comparison with him, flawless in his eyes, way too perfect for someone like him.
He hears a whine break from your throat and his gaze softens slightly as it lingers on your face, the aroused expression on it, the way your lips part and the glassy tears in your eyes.
He sees your skin glisten with sweat, sees the glow on your lips, your breasts, your stomach, your thighs.
It's like an aphrodisiac, makes him grab your hips harder, makes him tense his body while he tries to somehow pick up the pace, tries to ignore the burning exhaustion in his thighs.
He sees how you lightly arch your back above his thrusts, feels how your nails dig into the skin of his chest.
„ah- fuck- Zack-“
His name sounds so good when you say it. He wants to hear it over and over again, doesn't care if you moan, cry or scream it.
A groan leaves his throat as the sound echoes in his head, his fingers dig deeper into the skin of the upper part of your thigh.
He lowers his eyes down to the middle of your body, watches himself sliding in and out of you, sees the skin of his lower body glisten with your fluids.
He wants to make you come in this position, wants to see and feel you fall apart in despair above him, wants to catch you when you fall, wants to hold you before he starts chasing his own high.
While he estimates the right moment to put his finger against your clit to make you come undone, he suddenly hears a low „shit-“ coming from you.
He thinks it to be just a regular curse at first, caused by arousal and overstimulation, but when he feels your rhythm falter, slowing down, he furrows his brows, slows his own thrusts before raising his eyes.
He wants to ask what's wrong, slightly annoyed with the sudden disruption as he trails his eyes up your torso above him. But when they rest on your face, he chokes on the question, feels his mind stumble over the simplest thoughts.
There's a switch being turned in his head, further and further as he stares at you, watches how you hold your hand in front of your nose.
Blood slips through between your fingers, he watches how it runs over the back of your hand and down your arm.
His mind clouds, it's like he can smell you more intensely, can smell your blood, craves to taste it on his tongue.
A sharp gasp echoes from his throat when the first drop hits his chest. His bones shiver at the sensation, he feels his heart slowing down, feels like the world slowly stops around him.
Hunger grows inside of him. A rush he can not stop.
„Fuck, sorry.“
Your voice barely breaks through to him, gets partially lost in the clouds filling his brain, in the immense ache taking over his mind.
„I'll clean this up. Let me just-“
You want to get up from his legs, try to pull away, but Zack's fingers tighten like vices around the skin of your hips, keep you in place, push you further down his cock.
The questioning gaze you give him is met by his hypnotized stare, his eyes locked on the blood still running through the gaps between your fingers.
„Zack, what-“
He slowly shakes his head before you can finish, sits up and wraps an arm around your waist before he grabs your hand and pulls it away from your nose.
With an embarrassed expression, you allow him to pull your hand away, feel blood drip from your fingers onto his, see it trailing in a thin line down his arm.
You feel your cheeks heat up as you look at him, feel his eyes lay so heavily on you that you think you can feel it burn through your skin, feel the heat of his body now that he is so much closer to you.
Zack feels like he's going insane, watches how blood runs from your nose to your lips, from your lips to your chin, sees it trail over your neck, to the valley between your breasts.
His fingers tighten around your wrist, pull it towards him, his eyes still digging into yours as he lightly turns his head to push his lips against the lower part of your palm, into the warm red smeared on it.
He hears your shaky inhale, feels you shiver when he licks a long stripe over your skin, laps up your blood like it's the sweetest thing he has ever tasted.
Crimson coats his tongue, blurs in his mouth and he groans at the taste of copper and salt, feels like he's about to explode.
He wants more, wants to drain you, wants to devour all of you. His heart thumps so hard in his chest that it's numbing, trying to keep up with his rushing, racing mind.
With his other hand still on your hip, he makes you sink down onto him again, meets your movements halfway down, makes you whine out at the fulfilling feeling. His eyes follow the lines of red on your body, he feels heat spread through his veins as he licks up the trail of blood on your lower arm.
Through his clouded mind, he hears a low whine coming from you, something that sounds like „This is embarrassing.“
He shakes his head, barely knows how to speak, his breath completely snatched away by your appearance, by your taste, by the hunger roaring through him.
„No“ he breathes out, while his long fingers trail down your spine in a caressing gesture, make you lean your head back, make you arch more into him. „This is perfect, you're fucking perfect.“
He hears the moan you send to the ceiling, feels how you place a hand on his shoulder to hold onto him, feels how close your body is to his.
It's like he can feel your pulse, your heart beating along with his. When he trails his eyes to your neck, the blood on it, he feels like he can hear, feel, see your carotid beat through the skin, like it's calling him, begging for him.
Air gets knocked from his lungs every time you sink down his cock, every time he feels his tip hit your cervix and hears you whine upon it.
The rushing and buzzing in his head gets louder, takes him in and with a groan, he leans forward, presses his lips against your throat, licks up another stripe of blood.
He hears you whine, feels you squirm in his harsh grip as he bares his teeth above your skin, sucks and bites and bruises your flesh, groans at the way you taste.
Your other hand is released from his grip and you quickly slide it over the nape of his neck and into his hair, where you dig your fingers into the soft, black strands.
He groans at the light pressure, you feel it more than you hear it, feel the way he still sucks and bites your skin, can't help but shiver at the sensation.
Desperate and needy, you plan to pull his head back to kiss him, but before you are able to, both of his hands are on your waist again, in a tighter grip than before.
With a swift movement that doesn't leave you any breath or second to speak, you are thrown off of his body, your back hits the mattress and your mind gets lost in a small spiral for a few seconds.
A few seconds in which your wrists are grabbed and pinned down to the sheets, in which you feel Zack's legs slide between yours, his heated body hovering over yours, burying you in his shadow.
You become aware of the white sheets around you, the white textile that will be covered in blood once the two of you will be done.
But as soon as you look up, the thought quickly becomes secondary, utterly unimportant. Your brain seems to come to a halt beneath the gaze hitting you from above.
With his arms still pinning you down, Zack leans above you, darkened eyes and shivering, parted lips, tensed jaw and flexed muscles, fully taking you in and observing you, focusing on you like a wild animal ready to hare down towards its prey.
His breath is still going hard, you see a droplet of sweat run from his collarbone down his chest, right through the warm blood smeared all over the skin covering his muscles.
„Shit, what are you doing to me?“ you hear him breathe out, feel how his grip tightens a little around your wrists, to an extend that sends a shiver of pain through your nerves.
You feel your skin burn beneath his eyes when he trails them over your blood stained body again, feel adrenaline pump in your lower body when he pushes himself against you, slides his cock through your wetness and makes you gasp when his tip brushes your clit.
„I can't hold back when you look like this.“
You are not sure what to do, are not sure what he expects your response to be.
So you decide to be selfish, decide to put your wish to have him back inside of you above everything else.
Desperately, you choke out the few words your brain grants you to use.
„I don't want you to hold back. Please-“
Your voice falters for a second, shakes beneath pent up arousal and the insane ache for the man above you, who looks like he's about to devour all of you, everything you offer him.
This is insane, so, so, fucked up. And you love every second of it, love the way he holds you down, love the way he gets drunk of the sight of you, ache for his nails in your skin, his teeth in your flesh, him so deep inside of you that it bruises you.
„Use me, Zack.“
The pleading whine forces a deep growl out of his chest, makes him move one of his arms away from your wrist to push himself back into you, sink into your warmth with such a deep thrust that it makes you throw your head back with a loud moan.
The angle gives him a clear view of the smeared blood on your neck, warm red surrounded and underlined with his bites and marks.
It makes him lose more of his composure and his mind as he immediately sets up a ruthless, merciless pace of his thrusts, hitting you in such a harsh, fast tempo that it knocks the air out of you, makes it impossible for you to speak or beg, only allows breathy, high moans to slip out of your clenched throat.
„God, yes, make those noises for me.“
His deep voice shakes with each of his thrusts, you see the way he licks his lips as he looks down at you and you shiver beneath it, feel so much smaller and vulnerable beneath those bi-colored eyes.
„Such a good little slut, all mine to break.“
Through his heaved words, you hear the way his hips snap against yours, hear the wet sounds of your bodies meeting, feel how he slips so much deeper into you, how he rubs your walls in an even better way than before.
You are so close to coming, you want to tell him, but speaking still is impossible with his hard pace and you can only inhale sharper and sharper every time the knot in your lower stomach tightens, with each breath that comes out in the shape of a little whine or sob.
Feeling how his other hand releases your wrist as well, you let out a breath of relief, just to whine once more upon at the way he holds you by your hips, holds you down while he pounds into you.
It's like heaven, you feel yourself start to float, especially when his hand rises to massage your chest, purposely spreading more of your blood on your upper body.
Whining beneath his touch, you slowly lose your sense of reality, barely realize how he leans down until his lips find yours.
His kiss makes you sigh against him, makes you cradle his face in your hands and you hear him growl as he licks over your lower lip, makes you very aware that he is aching for more of your blood, licking up as much as he can.
It's vile and nasty and you love every second of it.
Upon pulling back, you feel your breath hitch in your throat as you see his face, see the blood on and around his lips, see that your bloody fingers stain his cheeks and his neck.
The sight steals your breath away, paired up with the glaring lust in his eyes, it's enough to make you slip so dangerously close to an orgasm that you have to dig your fingers into his shoulders, aching to find a hold as you shoot him a begging look.
„I'm gonna cum, Zack- fuck, I'm gonna cum.“
You notice the quick breath he lets out, feel how he tenses his body, how he keeps his pace as hard as possible while he still looks down on you, takes in every fibre of your appearance.
His hand steadying him on the mattress tenses, clutches to a fist around the sheets while the other one grabs the back of your thigh, makes you cry out as he pushes your knee closer to your shoulder and hits your g-spot.
You can only look up into his eyes, hold onto them as he pushes you closer and closer, eventually grabs you and pulls you down into sweet ecstasy.
A drained, sobbed and trembling moan leaks your throat when you feel your body tense and relax in a fast rhythm, when the peak of your arousal washes over you and melts your brain to a soft mess of nothingness.
You can only watch Zack's lips tremble, teeth clenching as his moaning gets louder and it fucks so much with your overstimulated brain that you feel close to crying, feel an overwhelming urge to be even closer to him, to be one with him.
„Come inside me, please, please“ you beg, voice high and needy, lost in the clouds of your high.
Seeing him gasp at your words almost makes you come again.
„Want me to fill you up, huh?“ he breathes out, right before he pushes a kiss against your cheek and then buries his face in your neck.
„Want me to make a mess out of you? Then beg more for it, beg for me."
His breathy mumbling makes the hair on your neck stand up, makes you whimper and whine for more as you wrap your arms around him, to keep him as close as possible as you feel him tense and shiver above and inside you.
With your eyes still unable to focus, your arms wrapped around him and your thighs still trembling beneath his thrusts and your orgasm, you drown in the sounds of his heavy breathing, the wet sounds of your bodies, all of it keeping you in your euphoric state.
„God, you feel so fucking good.“
A deep groan carries his words, you can hear pure ache and longing in the way his voice shakes, with a higher tone than usual.
You feel how Zack pulls his face away from your neck, feel how he pushes his nose against yours, feel his heaving breath against your lips.
He still looks at you like before, completely focused on you, only the trembling of his lips and light furrow of his brows an indication for the sheer amount of pleasure filling him in this moment.
You hear him whine out your name, over and over again, but before you are able to lean forward to kiss him, his breath suddenly stalls in his throat.
His lips part as he stills inside of you, pushes himself as deep as possible into you and the fulfilling feeling makes you gasp along with him.
The deep groan that rumbles from his chest echoes in your head as he holds your hip with one hand, while the other one balances his weight on the mattress, shakes beneath the orgasm rushing through him, beneath the shivers that make his muscles twitch and make short, involuntary whines slip from his throat.
You watch him in awe while he falls apart above you, watch his eyes flicker and his lips tremble and you whimper a little because you feel so full with him, can't help but shiver along with him.
The blood smeared on his face and his shoulders makes your head spin, makes something tingle deep inside of you, something that makes your lower body boil again.
Something primal, almost animalistic, something you never felt before.
A sigh breaks from your throat while your eyes still rest on Zack's face, the saliva glistening on his lips and the dark shade of red on the healthy parts of his cheeks only makes you more feral.
In a quick impulse, you hook your legs around his waist to keep him locked within you, hear a low, pleased groan from him in response.
“Shit, your pussy's so good-"
His voice still shivers as he leans his nose more against yours.
You draw in a sharp breath when he slowly pushes himself forward again, fills you to the brim, makes your eyes roll back in sweet pleasure while your arms wrap around his neck, fingers burying in his black hair.
Both of your breathing gets heavier again, more in sync, you whine as he starts thrusting into you again and your arousal spikes in your lower body as you hear the slick sounds of him fucking his cum deeper into you.
„Fuck-“
The word is only a gasp, a hiss through clenched teeth and it sets you on fire again, makes you so ready to take whatever he's about to give you.
“Fuck, I can't stop.”
His low words and the deep growl coming from his throat, along with the unwavering expression of arousal in his eyes makes you realize that this is far from over, that he'll enjoy this and the sight of you for as long as possible.
And you think you've never been happier as you rest your palm against his cheek, look up at him through flickering, tear stained eyes.
“Then don't.”
His lips part at your voice and what they carry, you can see how his muscles tense again.
And then you moan in bliss, throw your head back as he moves inside of you again, thrusts into you with a hunger that makes you breathless and leans in to bruise and mark the other side of your neck, neither of you bothering with the veil of sweat, cum and blood coating both your bodies.
You should probably think of a good explanation you could give to Ray in case she asks about the messed up sheets.
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that-tmr-girl · 2 months
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TMR Smut Imagines
(Book spoilers)
Imagine being railed by either Thomas, Newt, or Gally in their WCKD suit
Imagine being pissed at Gally after seeing him again but forgiving him after he fucks you softer than he ever has
Imagine you get upset after seeing Thomas and Brenda kiss so he gives you apology head
Imagine Newt sneaks away with you on Greenie night and fingers you where nobody will see
Imagine when Newt's in the beginning stages of being a Crank he ends up going rougher than ever before
Imagine Minho taking you against the Maze wall
Imagine being a subject at WICKED and sneaking into the work room to screw Aris or Teresa
Imagine being another WICKED worker and one of them fingers you under the table at a meeting
Imagine getting mad after Teresa and Aris's kiss so whoever you're going with proves that they're yours and yours only
Imagine expecting Aris to be vanilla only to find out he's kinky
Imagine Aris sneaks into your room at WCKD and figures out how he can make you cum in just a few minutes
Imagine a worker walks in to check on everything in WCKD and Aris just keeps going down on you on a top bunk
Imagine not being able to keep your eyes off of Aris after he gets rescued by WCKD so he starts subtly teasing you
Imagine after reconnecting with Group B Sonya, Harriet, or Aris missed you so much they fuck you harder than they ever have
Imagine Brenda discovering she has a hair pulling kink when she's growing it out
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Spill or Fill Part 2
Summary: After confirming their romance and getting engaged on James' show, Y/N and Harry continue to celebrate their engagement.
Warnings: SMUT18+, strong language, unprotected sex, creampie, pregnancy talk, alcohol consumption, hair pulling, choking, general filth
My original CinemaStyles-blog has been terminated, so I created a new one.
DUNKIRK HARRY
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"Congratulation you guys." Jimmy says shaking his head, "I can't believe it. That was.. an epic, epic proposal If I must say."
The crowd cheers and Harry grabs my hand, "Thank you, Jimmy." I smile and looks around to the crowds and back to him, "Thank you, Mr. Fallon."
He laughs, "Oh gosh, please. Jimmy."
I nod, "Thank you, Jimmy."
"So. How did you guys even keep this hidden for so long?" Jimmy asks leaning forward. I look at Harry and he smiles, "I will tell you that it was definitely a challenge. I mean, look at her."
He looks over at me and the crowd cheers.
I blush and shake my head, "Oh Harry."
He squeezes my hand, "It was a fight not to wrap my arm around her when we were getting coffee or something. I like keeping her close to me."
Jimmy nods, "Im sure everyone has had speculations about you but let me just- let's take a look at this photo right here."
A photo appears on the screen of Harry and I standing outside of a shop, "It looks like two friends grabbing coffee catching up on life, you know?"
I nod, "We were in fact dating. I think, belive it or not, I was telling him how I wanted to hold his hand or something along those lines."
"Wow. Really?" Jimmy laughs, "You guys.. I mean wow. This is incredible. I don't think I've ever met anyone who could keep something like this under wraps for so long. Now.."
He looks at the crowed then back to us, "What made you propose during the spill or fill bit?"
The crowd cheers and Harry smiles and shakes his head, "I had absolutely no idea she was coming on. Her and James kept it under lock and key, which was impressive, honestly." He looks over at me, "we've actually talked about whether or not to make our relationship public a few times. She said she wasn't opposed to the idea, and with that I just-" he holds up my hand, showing off my ring.
Jimmy claps, "That's amazing. I'm like, wow. I'm fangirling for you, y/n."
I smile, "Oh trust me. When I seen Harry down on one knee, I was.. I wanted to scream."
I glance up at Harry and he smirks. I know exactly what he's thinking about.
"You guys broke the internet, and I know that because I went to Google something and Google actually told me that they couldn't function because Harry Styles was officially off the market."
Harry bursts out laughing. He tilts his head back and claps his hands together.
I laugh and lean forward, "Oh my gosh, that's hilarious."
The crowd erupts with laughter and Jimmy shakes his head, "Congratulations to the both of you. I wish you the best of luck, and I'll be waiting for my invite to come in mail." He smiles and turns towards the crowed, "Thank you everybody, Harry Styles and Y/N Y/L/N!"
Harry and I wave to the crowed and walk over to hug Jimmy before exiting the stage.
"Hey guys." One of the crew says walking up to us, "Jimmy wants you to head over to to the Grand Lounge when he's done here."
I raise my eyebrows, "Oh?"
"Tell me he isnt." Harry smiles and the lady nods, "He is." She smiles and walks away.
"What is he doing?" I ask pushing myself against Harry. He shakes his head, "You'll see."
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"Hey guys. Thanks for coming on." Jimmy says walking up, "Did Cheryl talk to you guys?"
Harry nods, "she did."
"Great. See you over there!" Jimmy walks away and Harry wraps his arm around my waist, "Come on."
I'm still so confused as Harry leads me out of the building. He pulls me closer to him as we step out.
Cameras flash and people scream.
He gets me to the car and I climb in as he follows behind me.
"You okay?" He lays a hand on my cheek as the car starts to move.
I nod, "Yeah. Yeah." I look around and raise my eyebrows, "A limo?"
He moves closer to me, "I requested a car with privacy because I knew that seeing you in this dress would just.." he leans in and kisses my neck, "Turn me on."
I tilt my head and lay a hand on his leg, "Harry." I whimper as he bites me gently, "Aren't we-"
"We have a little bit of time." He gets onto the floor in front of me and starts to slowly push my dress up. I bunch it up and move around to lay most of it behind me.
"I've thought about this the whole time." He pushes my panties aside and gently drags his finger up and down my pussy, "I knew you'd be soaked for me."
He leans in and licks a strip,"I can't keep my hands off of you."
Since our engagement, we've gotten invited for interviews, late night shows, everything you can imagine. We haven't really had a full day to ourselves, but Harry promised me that Jimmy was our last show and then we'd go away on a special trip.
I moan and arch my back off the leather interior as his tongue slides in and out of me, "Fuck." He moans against me and grips my thighs tightly with his finger tips digging into me.
I roll my eyes back and tangle my fingers into his hair, "Shit." I gasp and throw a leg over his shoulder, pulling him closer to me, "Fuck. Fuck, Harry."
I let out a loud moan and I can feel myself clenching around his tongue.
I've been so turned on lately, Harry will do anything to get his hands and lips on me. With it being so hectic the last few days, it's always been this, where he eats me out, or I give him a blowjob, or we fuck, but it's all so quick.
My legs start to shake and I let out a gasp, "H-Ha-"
He moans against me which sends me into orbit. My body tenses up and then relaxes along with my grip on his hair.
He slowly pulls away after gently kissing my thighs and pussy a few times and leans back on his calves. He smirks up at me and bites his lip, "God you taste fucking amazing."
He helps fix my panties and pulls my dress down, kissing my ankle and shin before he lays my dress over.
"How much time do we have?" I bite my lip, "You know what. I don't care." I move down into my knees on the floor and position myself between him.
He undoes his belt and watches me as I get his cock from his pants. He lets out a gasp and tilts his head back as I suck on the head. I semi quickly work my way down and bob my head.
He moans and lets a hand on my head, brushing my hair away from my face so he can see me swallow his cock.
"Beautiful." He moans lowly, "The way you take care of my cock is.." he bucks his hips and gasps which is followed by a whimper.
"Fuck baby." I can hear his finger nails drag against the leather seat next to him as he fights to not mess up my hair too much.
"Fuck." He curses as I bob my head faster, "Y/N." He leans forward slightly before slamming his back against the seat.
I can feel his cum shoot out and I suck him as I go to pop off, swallowing his load.
"You're so fucking sexy." He pants, "I'm getting you alone." He pulls me up to kiss him and he fixes his pants.
"Where are we going?" I whisper tracing his visible sparrow tattoo.
"A party."
"A party?" I repeat in question, "What for? Why can't we just go home?"
He turns his head and kisses my forehead, "You'll see, baby."
The car comes to a stop and he looks over at me, "You have a little.." he wipes by my eye, "Your mascara must have ran a bit."
I lean in, pressing my lips to his, "I need you."
"Soon, baby." He pecks my lips, "Soon."
The door opens and he gets out, extending his arm out to me. I grab his hand and get out, smoothing my dress with my other hand.
"Welcome to another engagement party." He leans in and kisses my temple before pulling me along with him.
We walk in and everyone cheers and yells, "Surprise!"
Jimmy is pointing to us with the beat of the music that's playing, "There you are." He walks over, "Happy engagement! Enjoy yourself!"
I laugh and shake my head, "Thank you!" I yell over the music. He walks away and I look at Harry.
He smiles, "Surprise?"
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A few drinks in and I am feeling myself craving Harry more and more. His body pushes against my back and his hand slides onto my stomach, pulling my closer.
I bite my lip and tilt my head slightly. I push my ass against his crotch and grind onto him. He leans down and his lips brush against my ear, "What are you doing?"
I turn around and grab his suit jacket, "Trying to get you alone."
He smirks and nods once, finishing his drink and nods to the right, "Say no more." He grabs my hand and leads me through the club.
We come to a door with a sign on it that says reserved.
"After you." Harry says opening the door and motioning me through. I walk in quickly and unzip my dress as he's shutting the door.
The lock clicks and he turns around and smiles, "Someone is ready." I walk over to him and slowly unbutton his shirt the rest of the way, "Always ready for you, Mr. Styles."
He bites his lip and I drop down to my knees, undoing his belt and slipping his pants down his legs. I grab a hold of his boxers and teasingly slide them off.
He gasps when his cock springs free and I look up at him. I stick my tongue out and lick a line underneath and wrap my lips around his cock.
He places a hand on the wall and groans, "Fuck, y/n."
I bob my head, the sound of my saliva and sucking fills the room.
"Ah, shit." He gaps and grips my hair, "if- if you keep.. fuck."
He lets me bob my head a few times and pulls his hips back, "You're going to make me cum and I want to make you feel good too, baby."
I nod and he helps me to my feet. He takes me over to the small sofa and points, "Knees."
I get on my knees and grip the back of the couch. He takes off my panties, slowly sliding them over my ass, "Fuck. I love seeing you from this angle."
His hand falls with a loud smack onto my asscheek and i whimper out his name each time he does it.
After four, I can hear him drop to his knees and he pushes his face into my pussy again, his tongue lapping in between my folds.
I hang my head down and moan, "Harry."
He groans against me and pulls my hips back, attacking me with his tongue.
He pulls away and chuckles, "I am in love with you."
He stands up and i look over my shoulder at him, "I love you so fucking much."
He slowly pushes his cock into me and reaches up to grab my throat, "You look so beautiful when I slide my cock into you."
I moan at his words and dig my nails into the couch, "Fuck." I whimper as his grip closes tighter.
He slowly pulls out and thrust back in, "Fuck baby. You feel so good."
He lets go of my neck and grips my hips, his thrusts at a fast rhythm.
I arch my back down and push my hips back, moaning loudly as he fucks me.
"That's it baby." He groans, "Fucking let them know how good I make you feel."
I let out a scream, "Harry."
"Fuck." He pulls out and lays me down on the couch. He crawls on top and slides back into me, "I can't wait to make you my wife."
I bite my lip and smile up at him.
He leans down and kisses me as he thrusts deep, moaning against my lips.
I whimper and wrap my arms around his neck, "You make me feel so good."
He thrusts harder, "I wanna put a baby in you."
I nod, "Please."
"You want that, baby? Want me to cum inside of that beautiful pussy of yours?"
I moan as he thrusts deep into me, pushing me closer to my orgasm. "Mm, y-yes."
"Fuck." He groans, "Cum for me first, sweetheart."
I wrap my legs around him, clenching around him as I throw my head back, "Harry." I breathe out. I pull him closer to me and moan, "Fuck."
"Shit." Harry moans and pushes deep in me, his thrusts gradually slow down as he pumps his cum inside of me.
I run a hand through his hair and smile up at him, "Here's to new beginnings I guess." I laugh and kiss him.
"New beginnings." He whispers before he places his lips gently on my lips.
"We better get back out there. We're probably being looked for." I sit up as he stands up.
He nods with a smile and picks up my dress, "Let me help you get dressed."
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You can find part three here
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The way Toji fucks you hard and rough every time he feels jealous. Pushing your head against the mattress as he thrusts violently inside you.
— Did you like showing off to them? — He mumbles, his jaw clenched, the hand on his hip squeezing in a way that makes his skin burn. — And on top of that, you like being treated and punished like the slut you are.
— T-toji... — You try to moan, your insides clenching around his big, thick cock, your eyes watering as your orgasm threatens to leave your body.
— Don't think about fucking cumming. — Toji grunts, thrusting harder into you, only to slap your ass when you moan louder, squeezing him in a way that makes it almost impossible to move.
— I can't hold back. — It's the last thing you stutter before you scream, releasing yourself against Toji's cock, who moans lowly right behind you, his nails marking the flesh of your ass as he fills you with his cum.
Taking in the sight of you tired and panting, with your makeup smeared, he pushes his dick out of you, even though your legs are numb and wobbly, he makes you kneel on the bed, and then gives you a weak slap on your cheek.
— Dirty slut, I said you shouldn't cum. — He says with a perverted smile while taking his hands to his messy hair.
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neverland93 · 3 months
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Peter Pan Imagine/1234
“We’re gonna try this game really quick.” Peter runs up to you while you’re drinking your hot tea and reading your book
“Pan I’d rather not-“ you say before he interrupts you
“Okay ready I’m gonna go 1,2,3,4 do it with me.” He says waiting for you
You roll your eyes and go along with it
“1,2,3,4” you say counting along with him
“Great now this time close your eyes.” Peter says
You roll your eyes even harder and do what you’re told
“1,2,3,4” you say with your eyes closed
“Now open them and count again.” Peter says
“1,2,3,4” you say looking at him
“Close them.” Peter says
You do so “1,2,3,4” still counting
“Open again.” He says taking a step closer to you
“1,2,3,4” you say and stop
Peter was just smiling
“What Peter?” You ask
“You listen so well, you follow instructions so good don’t you? “ he winks and walks away
Leaving you confused,angry, and a little flustered.
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yes, I'm going insane with kitty Scara
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MINORS DNI...BUT YOU'LL IGNORE THIS ANYWAY
FYI— AFAB!READER, LACTATION, A TINT OF POSSESSIVENESS IF YOU SQUINT
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Kitty Scara can't stop fondling and squeezing your body, its just so soft and tender! If you say no and don't even let him touch you, he'll beg and beg with glistening tears in his eyes until you finally give in.
Poor boy can't even contain his excitement when you let him fondle with your body— his hands going straight to your tits, squeezing and rubbing them. He just loves your perfect tits! He can't help but just straight on fondle and squeeze them.
And yet, you were staring down at him with a look saying, "seriously?"
Scara looked at you and shuddered with fear when he realized that he accidentally made you produce milk that stained your shirt. Oops!
Don't worry, he'll just take your shirt off and then lick and drink all of the milk on your breasts! Win win for him.
He soon leaned to your left breasts, and started to suck on it— swirling his tongue on your perfect areola and drinking your precious milk you're producing for him. Scara felt like he was in heaven, the sweet and precious milk was so delicious, he didn't even want to let go until he drained them.
You let out a low and soft moan when you felt his hot tongue sucking and teasing your breast, and here you are, can't even help but just get aroused by his ministrations. His hands soon went up to your neglected breast and started to rub, and pinch its nipple— making it squirt a bit of your milk out...
Okay, even if he's being messy right now, at least he's being kind for licking and drinking the sweet milk off of you. What a good kitty he is!
He continued to suck your breasts like baby, his cat ears twitching and his tail swishing with excitement. Poor kitty cant help but just cling onto you and suck your perfect tits. Your taste was soo addicting, he should probably make this a daily if you're going to produce this much milk for him!
Your fingers find its way to his scalp— massaging and tangling your fingers into his hair while you lie completely vulnerable to your kitty. His teeth graze your delicate flesh every now and then, and he was drinking like it would be the last time he would ever drink.
His free hand went down, rubbing your clit through your sopping wet panties. God, he wanted to take you here and now— wanting to make you scream and claw his back, milking you and making you come several times. He's just like that! It's just his instincts so don't think too much of it, he always had the thoughts to just fill you up with his hot and thick load and knock you up so you can have his kids!
He couldn't help it anymore and moved his hands to your thighs— spreading them wide open. Poor kitty, he's just intoxicated by you, he can't help it! He ripped your panties, leaving you bare. His eyes dilated at the sight of your glistening and wet cunt that was begging to be filled.
You're definitely gonna become a mother after this.
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HP boys as Hozier Songs
All characters aged up + smut & fluff separated
Harry: Like Real People Do
♡ Harry has always felt alienated from others. That is, until he met you.
♡ You have always made him feel like a real person. Like he existed beyond his reputation as the boy who lived. To you, he was no one but Harry.
♡ “We should just kiss like real people do” Harry finds a home in you that he's never had anywhere else. When things seem impossible you are a light at the end of the tunnel, a persistent reminder that sooner or later, it will all be okay.
♡ You were so beautiful that it made him want to cry. Sometimes he'd catch himself gazing at you and forgetting to breathe, entirely enraptured.
♡ This morning was one of those mornings. He'd seen horrible things the night before, being an auror and all- but you, at the counter, fumbling with eggs he assumed you'd intended to cook for breakfast… the cruelty of some wizards was lost to him in the flow of your movements.
♡ Gentle, gentle touches.
♡ He worships you and he wants you to feel it in every brush of his fingers. The bend of your elbow, the back of your knee, it was all so perfect. So magical.
♡ His hands on your hips from behind felt like worship, your gentle moans a prayer.
♡ “So good, so perfect”, He'd murmur, nose buried in the crook of your neck while other parts of him were buried elsewhere- eggs long forgotten.
Ron: Movement
♡ “When you move I'm moved” Ron watches you and is inspired by your every move. For you, he wants to be so much more than he is. You make him want to be better, smarter, stronger- all while making him feel loved just as he is.
♡ He admires you. He always has. You look to him with these big, gentle eyes and he knows at once that nothing could ever make him happier than a home with you.
♡ He dreams of a quiet life but he gets lost in your motion as well. In your excitement, your passions- it's infectious. He builds his life around you and he doesn't mind one bit; he never could.
♡ He shows everything he feels for you that he can't articulate in every move he makes inside you.
♡ Your hands pinned above your head and his face flushed, he's determined to be the best he can be for you.
♡ It's wild, it's passionate, just like the two of you. The fire of his hair matches the fire of his heart as he trails bite marks and kisses down every bit of you that he can reach.
♡ The room grows warm with the fervent way he moves, not that you'd ever dream of complaining. You love it, every bit of it- your legs wrapping around his hips to drive him impossibly further
Cedric: Would that I
♡ Cedric loves every bit of you, in all your duality and ever shifting parts. If anything, it makes him love you more. And you do the same.
♡ He's a consistent man. He likes things to stay the same. His schedule, his plans- but you wreck them every time. You blow in like a breeze from the sea and he watches as you tear up all he thought he knew, smiling all the while.
♡ And God, he loves it.
♡ He would never dream of taming you, of trying to control you. The wildness is what he yearns for, it keeps him alive.
♡ He'd never try to tame you. Except when you're beneath him. That, is a different story entirely.
♡ He knows how powerful you are. How smart, how driven, how dedicated- he tells you every day. This only makes it that much more enjoyable to see you fall apart the way you do for him.
♡ “Go ahead honey, let go for me.” He'd whisper, moving you up and down against his hips with strong hands.
♡ He loves relieving you. He sees you carry the weight of the world on your shoulders every day, nothing brings him more pride than affording you this release.
♡ Getting his dick wet is just a happy bonus.
Fred: Nobody
♡ “I wouldn't fall for someone I thought couldn't misbehave”
♡Fred is mischievous, reckless, impulsive. He's a hazard, a concern, a risk. And he's content being all these things. Hell, he takes pride in the labels stuck to him by his parents, professors, and other authorities.
♡ He is certain that he will never meet anyone who can match his energy the way George does, until he meets you.
♡ You, a firecracker. You, who speaks without thinking. You, who casts jinxes like you were born to do it, faster than even he can.
♡ The first time he sees you inflate someone's ears he is in love. Absolutely head over heels heart eyes.
♡ He knew he had to have you right then. And have you he did.
♡ As recklessly as the two of you did everything else, you did this. But this was not haphazard, like the assignments you both so often failed to turn in. This was precise and messy, gentle and harsh, satisfying and yet always leaving a need for more.
♡ His lips crashed into yours and fireworks erupted in your belly. He shoved you against the wall and you hooked your fingers through his belt loops, grinning wide into the kiss.
♡ “You're gonna be the end of me, baby” He'd whisper against your lips. “Not today,” You'd reply, leaning in to kiss him again. He is more than happy to oblige you.
George: Damage gets Done
♡ Life is full of surprises, and George has always preferred to go with the flow. You have been his favorite surprise by far.
♡ He fell in love with you slowly. He fell in love with your smile first, and from the first time he saw it, it has been his personal mission to see it as many times as he possibly could.
♡ You fell into his life all at once, without any sort of warning. And as shocked as he was that he was so taken with someone, he knew at once that this was not something to be wasted. No, with you, he could not go with the flow. He could not just let things happen. By some stroke of luck you came into his life, he could not let you go.
♡ You fell into his life,
♡ And now you fall into his lap.
♡ He buries his head in your chest while you move up and down atop him, nails digging into his freckled shoulders as your head falls back.
♡ He looks away from his ceaseless kissing and sucking to look at you, taking in the art that was you falling apart for him. He'd grin at you, wrapping his arm around your waist to lean you back so he was on top once more.
♡ He'd bury himself inside of you with each thrust, nipping at all the skin he could reach before tracing a gentle hand over it, completely lost in you.
♡ Your hands tangle in his ever messy hair and he feels more purpose than he ever has before, right here, with you pressed against him.
Tom: NFWMB
♡ “Give your heart and soul to charity, because the rest of you, the best of you, honey- belongs to me.”
♡ It shouldn't come as a shock that Tom is a possessive man. You aren't just his partner, you are his. Period.
♡ “Nothing fucks with my baby” As cruel as he can be to you, he would never tolerate such behavior from anyone else.
♡ Someone glares at you, and they have been cursed. Someone dares to insult you, and it's the last words they ever say. And God help anyone who ever hurts you, really hurts you. For them, death would be merciful. You are his, and nothing hurts what belongs to him except for him.
♡ He fucks you with that same spirit of ownership. This is not necessarily a good thing- unless you're into that.
♡ He cares little for your pleasure. It doesn't matter in the grand scheme of things- you're his. You couldn't leave if you wanted to, not that you'd ever want to. Right?
♡ He fucks you to clear his head, to clear his body. You're a dumping ground, but you're his dumping ground. You're pathetic, but you're his. Perhaps that's enough. For him, that is enough. For you, it has to be.
Blaise: It Will Come Back
♡ From the first shred of kindness you showed Blaise he was weak for you. Rarely were people sweet to him the way you were without an ulterior motive. A taste of love was all he needed, and he was hooked.
♡ From then on, to pry him away from you was difficult. Though he kept his physical distance the majority of the time, his thoughts never left you.
♡ He had a reputation to keep up, but you knew what it all meant. The gifts, the letters, the looks- he was all yours. Once or twice you forgot to reply to him, and there he was the next day, outside your dormitory. Like a moth to a flame, he was, and is, drawn to you.
♡ He makes love to you like a ritual. You are a God and he is your humble servant, this is the only place in his life where he is anything but in charge. For you he is weak, he is malleable.
♡ His eyes hold a depth you drown in as he stares at you from just above, forehead pressed to yours.
♡ His thrusts are slow and steady, always sure and confident in what he's doing.
♡ His hands make quick work of you, again and again and again. He's amazingly controlled as he moves. He is locked in on you and every reaction you're giving him, completely unbothered by his own growing arousal.
♡ “It can't be unlearned, I've known the warmth of your doorway. Through the cold, I'll find my way back to you.”
Draco: To Be Alone
♡ “When you kill the lights and kiss my eyes, I feel like a person for a moment of my life.”
♡ Draco is a bad man. He knows this, his friends know this, everyone knows this.
♡ Except you. You don't seem to understand that the arms that hold you are soaked in unfathomable amounts of blood, that the eyes that stare into yours have seen unimaginable things.
♡ For this, among other things, Draco loves you.
♡ With you and you alone, he feels innocent. He feels pure for the first time since he was a child, bathed in your light and temporarily absolved of the guilt he carries.
♡ The voice that reminds him what he's done will always be there, but so will yours, always there to quiet it. He has found a sanctuary between your lips, a gift he never could have dreamt of, but something he no longer knows how to live without.
♡ Your bedroom is a sanctuary of sorts, for the same above reasons
♡ You put your mouth on him and the tension leaves him all at once. His knees nearly buckle, he has to seek support from the desk you have him backed up against.
♡ He has to stop his hips from bucking forward of their own accord, not wanting to startle you
♡ His hand moves down, stroking your cheek and tangling in your hair while you move up and down his length, staring up at him
♡ How could you ever expect him to last when you look at him like that?
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luxxid · 1 year
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yes, kuni does infact love your boobs. he just loves the feeling of them on his large palms. kuni's admiration for your boobs is genuine, as he greatly adores the sensation of his hands caressing them. and his favourite thing of all? the way your nipples perk up at the bare touch of his cold hands. kuni cherishes your body and delights in the velvety feel of your breasts, but there is nothing he loves more than the way your nipples become erect at his gentle caress. kuni loves the way your breasts fill his hands and the way your nipples harden when he touches them. he loves to tease them with his tongue and to feel them against his skin. he loves the way your body responds to his touch and the way you moan when he plays with your breasts. kuni loves the way his own body responds to your touch and the way his heart races when he feels your nipples hardening under his fingertips. he loves the sensual pleasure of brushing and exploring your breasts, and the way it sends currents of desire coursing through his body. he loves the way his arousal builds as he teases and caresses your nipples, and the way your body quivers in anticipation of his next move.
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ravi-deactivated · 8 months
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tomura and dabi have so much fun with you as their toy, love to see you come undone beneath their dangerous fingers.
one of the few times they decide to work together is for the sake of watching you melt and whimper as you sit between them, totally at their mercy.
tomura's arm is wrapped around your neck, his chest against your back and a mean grin against your ear as both of you watch dabi kneel between your spread legs, a smirk on his lips as he pushes a vibrator against your swollen clit.
whenever you writhe and tremble against the heavy vibration, tomura's grip around you increases, pulls you further into him and whenever you dare an attempt to close your legs or try to flinch away from the overstimulation, his free, gloved hand grips your thigh, while dabi holds the other one, keeping you open and exposed for them.
"aw, where you're trying to go, baby?", tomura chuckles against your ear and dabi snickers as well, slowly changing the angle of the toy until he hits the spot that has you seeing stars.
you cry out for them, throw your head back, tremble in tomura's embrace, feel his rough lips against your exposed neck.
"no need to be shy, just admit you like it", dabi teases, draws light circles around the pulsating spot that would finally relieve you of the trembling tension in your lower body.
he's so mean, keeping you tiptoeing around the edge of an orgasm, while tomura moves his hand from your thigh to your torso, tugging at the hem of your shirt and pulling it over your chest, wrapping his fingers around your breast.
they bathe in the sight of your arching figure, teasing you until you whine out how good they make you feel and dabi's smirk widens, before he angles the vibrator differently, finally pushes it against the spot that has you writhing and on the verge of insanity.
it makes you press harder against tomura as your hips jerk up against the stimulation, thighs trembling beneath the tension.
"that the spot, huh?" dabi muses and you whimper in response, cause that's the only answer you're able to give.
"go ahead, sweet thing, no need to hold back."
his eyes narrow as they take in your begging gaze and it holds you in a trance, makes your breath stall and your heart stop, until you feel tomura's teeth on the edge of your ear, hear how he growls out a low "come", a sound so deep and demanding that it knocks you over the edge.
dabi holds your legs open as your orgasm rushes through you, hungrily watches your trembling body and your twitching hole, licks his lip as he slightly straightens his back, reaches out for you.
he tugs at your legs before you have the chance to come down from your high, pulls you into a laying position until your head rests in tomura's lap.
the bluehaired grabs your hands, weaves his gloved fingers through yours in an almost loving gesture and you can only gasp for air, look up at him, his red eyes and the satisfied smirk on his lips, until you feel dabi's hand on your thigh and look at him again, watch how he spins the toy in his fingers and grins at you, flips a switch that creates a new buzzing rhythm.
"next round, sweetheart" you hear him say, before he reaches out his hand to your middle again and you whine, almost yell when the vibrating toy nudges your overstimulated, swollen clit again, your fingers gripping like vices around tomura's hands as you try to keep at least a little of your sanity, clouds of bliss drowning your melting brain.
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