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laura1633 · 18 hours
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i am a hoe for how you write omega max especially and the way charles is so gentle and affirming to him. absolutely feeding the praise kink!
i also think about when they have a third person involved in a heat (lowkey cant remember who was an omega oops) to help them out literally every day and AHHHHHHH i would love more thoughts lol
Haha thank you 😃, oh I love Omega Max too and I love the way Charles praises him and looks after him.
I am in the middle of writing a little bit of an omegaverse threesome at the moment. There's a very rough first draft of a section below the cut but essentially Charles has to trust another alpha to look after his omega until he can get back to him. Cue two adoring alphas being sweet and praising Max throughout his heat. Please ignore the roughness and errors in this passage 😂
As the bedroom door flies open and Charles comes hurtling in Max starts whining and reaching out for his alpha. It’s only Oscar’s quick reflexes that mean he manages to get a tight enough grip on the omega’s hips to keep them settled on his knot. 
“I’m here. I’m here. Don’t move” Charles clambers into the nest and immediately brings his lips to Max’s, the alpha completely unconcerned that his omega is currently perched on someone else’s lap. 
“Thank you so much” Charles looks genuinely relived as he smiles at Oscar, “I mean it. Thank you”
“Thats… yeah that…” Oscar can’t really process what he is trying to say because he never thought he would be in a scenario where an alpha is thanking him for knotting their omega. Their hot beautiful omega that smells of summertime and giggles and purrs so loudly when they are happy, “sorry about…” Oscar nods down to where his body is currently connected to Max.
“That’s okay” Charles’ voice is soft and smooth as he soothes his hand over Max’s jaw,“You feel good Max?”
Max nods his head and smiles awkwardly. He seems shy all of sudden but is still purring happily as he wiggles his hips and settles back down on to Oscar’s knot. 
“I bet you’ve been so good for Oscar haven’t you?” Charles coos, he looks genuinely proud. Or wildly in love. Actually, Oscar determines that it is a mixture of the two, “Has he been good?” 
“Oh” Oscar realises Charles has diverted his attention back towards him, “Oh he’s been so good. So pretty” It’s Oscar’s turn to blush a little. He’s managed to put on the strong in-control alpha act for as long as Max needed it to feel settled but now with Charles in the room Oscar guesses he doesn’t need to take charge anymore. It’s a relief, his heart is hammering in his chest and he’s just glad he’s managed to keep Max happy and in one piece. It felt very much like he’d been left in charge of some precious irreplaceable cargo. 
“Did you hear that baby?” Charles’ smile widens, “Oscar said how pretty you are. What do you say to Oscar?”
“Thank you” Max bites his lip and smiles. He looks so different to when he’s climbing out of the car and pumping his fist in the air, there’s a rosy glow to his cheeks as he glances between the two alphas. Oscar's always been fond of Max, much like anyone who spends any real time with the omega but now he thinks he truly understands why Charles is madly in love, Max is special in ways he couldn't even have begun to imagine.
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roughentumble · 9 months
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ok fan theories, what kind of scents do we think jaskier/dandelion wears when he uses colognes/perfumes?
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postalplants · 2 years
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Venting again lol
How can "I don't think I'm more disabled than you," "I can't handle supporting you when you express symptoms of your disabilities," and "I can't handle you getting a service dog when I'm so disabled that I can't get a job" all be true? Throw in the fact that I didn't think that I could handle a job but had to for the sake of finances.
So I work, despite being so fucking exhausted by it and getting so fucking triggered every single shift I work. But I can't fucking say that! Because that's upsetting and destabilizing! You want me to be honest, but if you react like this to my honesty, how am I supposed to be honest??
I mentioned needing a service dog because I'm thinking about the fact that I'm struggling with my mental health and functioning but can't tell you that and I know that there are guarding and grounding tasks that a service dog can do that will help me do my job. And you know what! I need to get a second job because I give you the majority of my income and you still need more! You haven't asked me to get a second job but jesus christ you've done everything but.
#vent#im sitting in the work bathroom having an anxiety attack because my least favorite coworker wont shut up about me needing to retrain her#on things that ive already retrained her on while im on my fucking lunch. and it smells like shit in here and i want to cry.#and my body hurts so bad because ive been spending my days off working like a dog on things that need to get done around the house.#but i got told last night that im a deeply selfish person and all of the helpful things i do are just ways that i try to distract myself#from how selfish i know that i actually am.#the joke is that im so selfish because i told them that i need a car because i feel like i need to feel in control of my own life.#and thats selfish because apparently i control their lives by them driving me places and waiting at the hospital for me when im sick.#well. if i had a car you wouldve only had to drive me to & from my colonoscopy. and im really fucking sorry that i make your life harder#because im sick and disabled. im actually genuinely sorry and ive felt guilty for it since it happened and i tried to thank you for it and#ive been trying to do my part around the house to make up for it. and im glad that you finally confirmed that im a burden so that it#wasnt only in my imagination. you really feel like that i guess#god i cant SAY any of this because they didnt explicitly say that im a burden#they said that i controlled where they had to be when i was in the hospital and emergency room and had appointments.#its not a stretch to say that that implies that im a burden right? right?? am i crazy?#god i feel crazy.#and believe it or not these tags have NOTHING to do with the post lol.#also :) my other roommate wont talk to me until im adequately medicated :)#because im too much of a POS when im unmedicated for him to talk to me apparently.#and im the only selfish one because they give their lives up for me apparently? i guess i need to complain more about#how much effort i put in to try to help them? (i wouldnt actually do that because i dont DO things like that. even when ppl do them to me)#FUCK
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chososlilprincess · 5 months
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last part of virgin!Choso<3 (im gonna write more for him tho, just in other scenarios!!) other parts here: part 1 part 2 part 4
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Virgin Choso who stands on his small balcony, looking over the city, a grey cloud creeping out between his lips.
Choso had taken up smoking. He’d asked Leiri about it when he’d seen her doing it, and she’d told him it helped her to relax. he’d bought a pack right after that. The first couple of times he’d coughed the smoke out. But now he does it smoothly, inhaling and exhaling the smoke with no problem. It makes him feel at ease even just for a moment, and lord knows he needs it right now. Humans are fucking weird he thinks, they’d jepordize their health for a little break from their troubles. Guess that doesnt sound so ridiculous now that he thinks about it. Either way hes a human now too, or a half one atleast.
he squeezes the cigarette into an ashtray and looks at the time when he hears the door bell ringing. Its late and you’re here.
he hears you running up the stairs, and when you get to the top you run to him, giving him a soft hug. His heart keens.
“hi Choso!” you smile and let go of him, he immediately misses the feel of you, “hey,” he mumbles.
“why do you smell like cigerattes?” you huff and your nose crickles. cute.
he raises his shoulders.
“i cant believe it…who taught u to do that huh?” you make a disappointed face and fold your arms, tapping your foot on the floor. And he knows youre just joking, you and Yuji have been using enough sarcasm around him for him to have a pretty good understanding of it.
“Leiri,” he shrugs.
“of course…that hag,” you grin. And you look so fucking adorable, in your little outfit, and the way you look when you smile makes him weak. He has your bag ready on the couch, he had washed your panties before putting everything back into it. But he can’t think about that now, or he’ll turn bright red.
he sighs “i made dinner,” he says, “if you’re hungry,” you stop infront of him and you almost look like youre gonna cry from happiness. “im starving,” you say quickly, “what did you make?”
He’d made rice bowls for you. your favourite. And you eat like a girl who’d gotten her first meal in months. Happily humming while eating your food.
Rather than focusing on eating his own bowl, he thinks about eating every meal of the day with you, sitting across from him.
when you’re done you put your plate in the sink and you yawn, you look adorable when you yawn, you look adorable when you do anything.
you turn around, “Choso?”
his heart skips a beat. he nods.
“it’s really late and um…dark outside and i don’t really want to walk home alone,” you look away, are you….blushing?
“is it okay if i stay here for the night?”
And hes heard the stories. About what happens to pretty girls when they’re alone at night and they don’t see the stranger walking behind them. And his fist clenches at the thought of someone being mean to you. He’s stronger than any human. he’d crush their fucking skull.
“you can stay,” he says quickly, a little too eagerly he realises. And you smile, “give me your plate,” you say, looking greatful that he let you stay, unknowing of the fact that he’d do just about anything if it meant your safety, or your happiness.
You start washing the dishes in his tiny kitchen, and when Choso tries insisting that he wants to help, you splash a bit of water on him. And you laugh so sweetly, when he jumps a little, trying not to get hit.
When youre done washing up, You both stand in silence for a while. For some reason its not as akward as it sounds.
“i will sleep on the couch,” he says,
“no Choso…id feel bad, you sleep in your bed,” you mumble.
You both argue like that for a while, and youre not letting up. stubborn little human.
you both get quiet for a moment.
“how big is your bed?”
“Queen size,”
“so why dont we just…sleep in it together?”
youre blushing slightly again. it must be his imagination.
And then he thinks about it. Friends sleep in the same bed sometimes right? you dont mean anything by it, he thinks, its just you being polite.
“i guess…we could do that yes,” he agrees.
you smile and nod, “okay,”
Choso excuses himself to go to the bathroom then, telling you to go ahead and get ready for bed.
He looks at himself in the mirror. He takes out his buns, his hair falling down to his shoulders. His eyes are dark and sunken. He looks dead he thinks. He looks down, “behave,” he says quietly, mostly to his heart, but also his dick.
he buries his head in his hands And He realizes he cant, he realizes the second he’s gonna look at you in his bed, he won’t be able to stop himself. to stop himself from confessing everything he feels, everything he’s done. that he thinks about you all the time, that you drive him insane, that he stole your pretty panties and came in his hand from the smell of your wet cunt.
When he rounds the corner of his bedroom, you’re sitting patiently on the edge of his bed, waiting for him.
“i am going to sleep on the couch, i don’t think this is a good idea,” he says it quickly, before he changes his mind, before its too late to go back.
you open your mouth to speak, hesitating a little.
“is it because of what yuji told me?”
his brain goes quiet. “what?”
“that you…that you like me?”
fuck. its over. he sighs angrily. that little fucki-
you stand and walk to him.
and when you put your hand on his chest, for a moment he forgets why hes mad, he forgets who he is and what year hes in. all he sees is you. And how close you are all of a sudden. and how youre leaning in, standing on your tippy toes, pressing your soft lips to his, in a short gentle kiss. His world stops for a moment.
And when he regains his senses, his instincts take over and he kisses you back ferociously, it’s sloppy and uncoordinated, but neither of you seem to care.
You walk backwards onto his bed, and you push him down so he’s sitting on the edge. He looks at you like a puppy dog, and his cheeks are flushed red.
When you sit down in his lap his dick twitches in his pants.
“i- i didnt think you…,” he stutters. he doesn’t really believe what’s happening.
“well i do,” you say, while cupping his face in your hands. “a lot,”
“can i…” he needs it he needs it he needs it, “can i eat your pussy?” he mumbles it quietly.
your eyes widen. fuck, he shouldn’t have said that, it was way too fast, you were just kissing.
“oh…uh okay,”
fuck. yes.
he lifts you up from his lap, and you skriek a little from surprise. He puts you down in a chair in the corner of his bedroom.
he gets on his knees infront of you and speaks quietly,
“i…im sorry i,” he sniffles a little, he’s so overwhelmed. And you’re letting him taste you.
you lean down and give him a kiss, biting your lip slightly.
“its okay…we can talk later, if you need it i’ll give it to you okay?”
And fuck he almost cries, and he buries his face in your lap. You shush him a little, caressing his hair. Hes hugging your legs.
He lifts his head, and you start unbuttoning your pants. Slowly sliding them down your hips as they fall to the floor. You spread your legs and he whimpers. Your panties are pink this time, and theres a big wet spot on them. And he doesn’t spare a second, he dives his head into your cunt, rubbing his face in it and licking at the wet spot desperately. you moan his name softly, and he cant help but grind his hard cock against the leg of the chair. Hes pathetic but he doesnt care, he wants you to feel good, he wants to make you cum on his face. He groans into your weeping pussy as he thinks about you cumming for him.
He pulls away a little, silently begging you to remove your panties. He wants to see your pussy so bad. His pussy.
You slide down your panties to reveal your soaked cunt. Choso almost growls. He looks up at you, asking for permission to keep going. you nod, your eyes half lidded. Spoiled little princess, he thinks, and thats exactly how hes going to treat you from now on.
he leans in again, kissing your pussy and it makes a wet sound. He licks his lips and groans deeply at your taste. He starts lapping at your cunt like a dehydrated puppy. He’s making out with your pussy now, swiping his tongue all over. You can tell he’s inexperienced, but it doesn’t matter, he’s doing such a good job.
you feel so good, his tongue is too much, its all too much. You love him so much. And you cum unexpectedly, crying out his name, begging him to keep going and he whines. You thrash around and Choso keeps you steady, his strong hands grasping your hips.
After youre done he keeps licking up your cum, making sure youre cleaned.
“Choso…stop, too much,” you say softly.
He pulls away.
His face is covered in your juices, dripping all the way down his neck. And he looks so happy. He stands up, like its on instinct. He needs to hold you.
He grabs you into his arms and plop down onto the bed, with you on his chest. He squeezes you into him, kissing your hair while you slide your panties on again.
“mine,” he says softly. youre his now.
You look up at him, searching his eyes, “Choso i wanna um…you know,” you gesture to his crotch. you want to make him feel good too.
but he looks away shyly. its embarrassing and pathetic, “i um..,” he sits up with you in his lap.
He doesnt feel hard under you anymore. And then it clicks.
“oh my god did you…”
he blushes furiously and nods, “its embarrassing,” he had cum in his pants the second he put his face in your bare pussy.
“no! no…it’s really…hot,” you reason and he looks less embarrassed. He looks into your eyes then, looks at your pretty little face and he already knows he wants you to be his forever.
“do you want to be my girlfriend?” he asks nervously.
you giggle and nod eagerly, jumping on him, wrapping your arms around him and nuzzling into his neck.
hes the luckiest man in the world he thinks. And you both fall asleep, you laying on his chest.
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guys they didn’t actually fuck and i’m SORRY
now….part 4?? hey!!! HEY OKAY IM SORRY!! comment if yall want more ill do a lil short one where buddy ACTUALLY looses his virginity.
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privitivium · 2 months
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AHH!! I’ve got a new obsession with your yan!freak/nonchalant reader!! I just imagine him being too pretty we can’t say no✨✨
yes yes exactly... in my mind im thinking of a shallow dude who goes along with yandere cuz he's pretty...
yandere x nonchalant, willing reader rambles
both amab;; cw, stalking, murder, mild manipulation, perverted creep yan 🌹
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ㅡimagining catching this fucking pretty boy boyfriend of yours absolutely inhaling the fuck out of your underwear - sucking at it and touching himself and then walking in on him and him getting all shy and trying to hide himself but you couldnt care less... but still, having the need to say something just to make him all squirmy -
"gross." you state, eyes glancing up and down his figure accentuated by a fitted stylish shirt, dainty hands gripping a pair of your underwear you had just thrown in the hamper; "i-is it? am i? i-i'm sorry,,," murmuring apologies and his eyes glazing over with tears. so pathetic you cant help but comfort him - your adorable little boyfriend sniffing your underwear.
ㅡ"i-i did it for you... that... girl..." he murmurs weakly, jaw tensing in anger as he averts his gaze from yours - embarrassed? "ㅡh-had no reason to touch you! i'm the only one who gets to touch you!" okay, you mightve gotten a little more than bargained for - but that's alright, that's fine... nothing you can't handle. maybe. he was really cute like this though, of course you can look passed all his faults of hurting others for you as he so claims...
"no, it's fine." petting his head gently, affectionately and he looks up at you with dazzling eyes,,, "you are weird, though." he frowns, and you quickly make it up to him by pecking him on the lips, as you cant resist... making him inhale sharply and so ecstatic that he stares at you for a moment unmoving - "it's fine? it's fine... hmm!" happily nuzzling into you, face burning in your neck and making you inch away - guiding him to sit on your lap and letting him grind his bulge into your thigh while huffing and biting on ur underwear unable to contain himself that he's grinding his erection onto his one true loves' thigh and that his one true love likes it-!! like a dog!
"there's no reason to hurt people, i am literally dating you." his jealousy was another thing. SEIROUSLY! you have to do something about that - "you don't want to make me unhappy, do you? i'm already so willing to be your boyfriend, as you are mine." nearly cooing; gently coercing the pretty boy closer and burying your face in his neck, inhaling his perfume that was made up of your favorite smells... humming in contentㅡ"... or maybe it isn't for me. maybe it's for you. you arent thinking about me at all are you-?" pulling back and holding him at arms length to look at him accusingly -
"no, no!! i p-promise!" he cried out, pitifully - yes, yes, baby him, treat him so kindly... he's quite knowing of your antics and plays along with his damsel in distress tone of voice; to be manipulated by his lover whom he stalks when apart is his wet dream come true. "it's all for you, everything..." mumbling as he buries his face into the crook of your neck, slender arms wrapping around your neck and nuzzling into you - inhaling the scent of your neck. creep.
ㅡhe acts similar to those girl flings you had in grade school. way too clingy, too jealous of you making eye contact with other people. and ... well, new factors that mildly bother you as well... but not having quite the problem with it. you think it's a little cute he stalks you at work, following you around from afar like a loyal little dog. as well as... i mean, as long as you dont find out about the killing, hes sure that this will be such a great relationship!! sneaking into your room, burying himself in your bed and fingering himself - riding one of your pillows and waiting for you to come home. and... ur not very surprised at the sight when you do come home,,, seeing ur pretty lil boyfriends ass in the air and his hole fluttering as he seemingly came on your pillow - your pillow?! hey, you just washed that...
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grandlinedreams · 3 months
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|| Cassian occupies more of my thoughts than he should tbh
|| warnings: mate!cassian, uhh pretty much pwp, oral (fem receiving), piv unprotected sex (make informed choices, kids!), maybe I got a little wine drunk when i started this last night but hey sinful sunday am i right, inappropriate usage of a couch and a library, finger sucking
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He's doing it on purpose.
You're sure that he is ㅡ the drag of his fingers up and down your leg is slow and intentional, and it's making it increasingly hard to focus on the book you've been trying to read.
Keyword: trying.
By the third pass of his fingertips against the inside of your thigh, you've read the same paragraph six times ㅡ and you exhale. "Cassian."
His answer is a drowsy hum and the lift of his head from where he's pillowed against your stomach. "What?"
You wonder if he knows what he's doing ㅡ perhaps not, because the drowsiness in his eyes suggests he'd almost been asleep. The way he's sprawled out over you can hardly be the most comfortable, but the lax fold of his wings says that he's been content.
You find it in yourself to feel a little bad for bothering him and he hums again when you slip your fingers into his hair and scratch lightly at his scalp.
Cassian's expression reminds you of a pleased cat, and part of you expects him to start purring. Instead, he's a little more awake as he nudges his chin against your stomach. "Is that book good?"
You blink, eyes flicking to the book, the pitiful amount that you've read, and then you shrug. "I guess so."
"Not an encouraging statement," Cassian says, eyes gleaming as he adjusts how he's settled over you. "What's it about?"
Mother damn it all. Cassian watches as you struggle to come up with an answer. "Well," you say lamely, "I haven't read much of it, so..."
"You've been here for hours," Cassian points out. "Normally you'd have been done with that book and onto the next."
"Doesn't help when I have a breathing blanket on me," you huff, cheeks hot. "You keep touching me and it's distracting."
You realize your mistake the second the words leave your lips, teeth clicking together as Cassian's eyes gleam with a darker, predatory light.
"Oh," he almost purrs as he moves further up, caging you in as he looms over you. "I'm distracting, am I?"
You don't need to look at his pupils to know they're blown wide with lust, the knead of his fingers at your hips and the stiff press of him against your thigh.
"Want to see how distracting I can be?"
"We're in public," you protest, and he laughs quietly.
"Not really."
"This is the library," you whine, and he grins.
"You think Rhys or Az haven't done things in here before?" Your hips jerk underneath him, and he pinches at your skin with a growl. "You better not be imagining either one of them."
Heat unfurls in your lower belly, stoked coals that ignite as you arch against him, pressing into the upward wander of one of his hands to your breast. He palms it, and you exhale a soft moan.
"And if I am?"
It's a challenge, one you know is going to get you in trouble as Cassian almost snarls against your neck and nips hard enough that you cry out.
"Then I'll have to remind you who you should be thinking about then, hm?"
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If someone were to walk in, there's absolutely no way they wouldn't know what you're doing. For starters, the smell of arousal is sharp in the air ㅡ the second is that you're bare from the waist down, legs on either side of Cassian's head, pressing into the plush cushion of the couch as he grips your hips and fucks his tongue into you like a man possessed.
And he may as well be for the skilled work of that slick muscle inside you, the noises you fight to stifle into your arm as he bumps your clit with his nose.
"Fuck, Cass," you whine, and you tense when he laughs against your slick, aching core, kitten licks that have you groaning and fighting to cant your hips down against his face.
He allows you the tiny victory of his tongue back against your folds, licking in earnest now as you pant and muffle your moans into the couch cushion.
He doesn't need to feel the pleasure rolling down your end of the bond to know how you're feeling, the little hitched breaths and shuddering gasps more than enough to have him palming himself to your sounds, lapping at your abundant slick with a groan of his own.
But your mate has never been particularly patient when you sound like that, too eager to have his cock inside you to let you finish on his tongue. He soothes your whine of frustrated protest with a kiss that tastes like you, lets you lick into his mouth as he works his pants down enough to free his length.
"Ride me," he huffs against your mouth, nipping at your jawline as he coaxes you back, legs settling on either side of his hips as he positions himself against you. He growls at the way your eyes flutter when the blunt tip of him nudges at your entrance, teeth digging into the meat of your shoulder as you sink down onto him.
There's a brief moment of heavy breathing as you adjust, the clench of your walls making him tense further as he fights to not simply flip your position ㅡ and then you're moving, the undulation of your hips making Cassian's head tip back against the decorative couch pillow with a moan.
"Shh," you murmur unsteadily as you bounce in his lap. "Do you want them to hear us?"
It's the wrong thing to say because Cassian's eyes light with challenge, cock twitching inside you before he bucks up and you curl, hand slapped to your mouth to keep from keening.
It doesn't take much to switch your position, his wings stretching out a little to help balance him as he presses you beneath him.
"You're the one who's loud, sweetheart," he says, grinning as the deep, deliberate grind of his hips into yours has you arching, teeth digging into your bottom lip.
"Cass," you manage when he slings one of your legs higher against his hip to sink a little deeper into you. "Cass, please, I can'tㅡ"
"Love hearing you beg," Cassian murmurs. "My pretty baby, can't have everyone hearing how good I make you feel, hm? Your noises should be just for me."
The slip of his fingers into your mouth is familiar, the obedient part of your lips that darkens his eyes further as you dig your teeth into the tip of his index.
"Don't be a brat," he warns, though the threat is ruined for the way he grunts when you clench around him. "Little vixen," he hisses as he resumes the movement of his hips.
You hum around his digits, flattening your tongue against them as he thrusts into you harder. The couch frame creaks a little in protest beneath you but you can't bring yourself to care, especially not when Cassian tugs his fingers free of your mouth in favor of rubbing a spit slick finger against your clit.
It's sheer will that you don't scream at the contact, arching as he works tight circles against the swollen bud, groaning as you clamp around him erratically. "Come on baby," he huffs, "wanna feel you soak my cock. Can you do that for me?"
Your answer is the dig of your teeth into his shoulder as you come, making him hiss as you tighten and pulse around him. He isn't far behind you though, hips flush to yours as he spills into you with a low moan before collapsing over you.
Chest heaving, you tug at one of the loose locks of dark hair. "Can't believe you got me to do this with you, you menace."
Cassian lifts his head, giving you a grin that sends your heart skipping a beat. "You love me."
Your fingers thread into his hair. "Yeah," you say, "I do." His expression softens before he's leaning up for a soft kiss ㅡ and then the moment is ruined by the horribly familiar voice of your High Lord ringing in your head.
I hope the two of you plan on getting a new couch for the library.
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dreamauri · 15 days
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♪ — 𝟱 𝗦𝗘𝗡𝗦𝗘𝗦, 𝗟𝗦𝟮 logan sargent x fem! reader (fluff) “. . . using his five senses, these are his favourite things about you.”
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Sight
Logan absolutely loves seeing you danceing and having the time of your life
it makes him all giddy and happy inside
watching you forget yourself and follow the beat or jingle, he cant help but admire the sight
if youre dancing at a party or at home in a game of just dance, you know he's hyping you up
"that is . . . not-" Logan tried to hold in his laugh, sitting on the couch watching you play just dance (and recording for later). "SHH!! Let me concentrate!" you hushed back, trying to copy the moves only to gey a lot of errors snd red. Logan put his hand over his mouth, watching you you eventually trip and sit on your ass in surrender. "I dont like this routine." you grumbled, watching the blond get up to lift you back on your feet.
Touch
It's becoming a regular activity where the two of you are caught in a crowd,
wheather at a concert or in a street or even at circuits by fans or reporters.
His biggest worry with these things is losing you in the sea of people,
so when you grab onto him it eases his mind that you’re close and that he won't lose you.
“Y/n?” He called looking behind him in search of you. When he felt the little tug on his pinky finger he knew you were somewhere behind him in the crowd of people. The football match had ended and the halls to the exits and parking lot were packed. The only thing keeping him in his head was you holding his pinky and with him still.
Smell
Although not it’s something from you in particular, Logan associates incense with you.
He finds it a really calming part of you.
You usually light one up when studying. The scent fills the apartment if you forget to close the door or if you study in the living room.
His favourite part is that the smell sometimes sticks to you after an hour or three, which usually tells him how long you’ve been preparing for exams.
Sometimes, you light one jokingly, pretending to cast a spell.
“Calypso,” You pleaded, trying to hold in a smile as Logan sat on the chair, face in his hand, doing his best to hold in laughter as you circled the smoking stick around his head. He had his bags packed, ready to leave for the airport for the next race only for you to stop him and push him in a chair. “Give Logan a win, you bitch. This is the 7th time I've asked. please, thank you. Also, make Max crash out- actually, the whole grid. cradh them all out. cheers."
Hearing
Logan's favourite part of the day is hearing you talk.
It doesn't matter what about.
Whether it's work, or something you're passionate about, or even gossip or just vents.
You have all of his attention.
youre the onky thing he hears, 100% of his concentration is on you.
its also very evident on his face and reactions, he practically turns into emojis,
'guess what!! i got the job!' 'You got the job! Told you could do it🤩'
'logan!! Person A cheated on Person B!' 'WHATT?? 😨'
'i love this course!' 'which one the one with friend? the assignment you had fun doing? 😊'
"Wait, wait. start over because I'm very confused." Logan told you, moving to sit closer to you so he can hear over. "What are you confused about?" You'd ask, and just like that, Logan would repeat everything you said, his facial expressions contouring to show concentrated blondie confused about the gossip you just spilled.
Taste
chapsticks have flavours. And logan is lucky that you have plenty because it makes kisses more delicious.
he already feels like he melts every time you kiss him,
now imagine double the effect with flavoured kissies!! hes not pulling away
"oh, but baby, you're so sweet" he protects if you try to part
he pouts and chases your lips and licks them if he manages too, might even bite yoir lower lip to keep you close.
"hm!" he hums surprised by the new flavour, momentarily licking just a bit to familarize himself with the flavour before going back in deeper with the kiss, holding your waist to stop you when you try to pull away. "Logannn," you whine against his lips but a moan only left your throat feelinghim tilt his head a little. "No one's looking," he mumbled to assure you. "You're like my very own cherry tree." he chuckled before kissing you, more softly this time.
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kazutora-kurokawa · 2 months
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Masturfesting w/ Mikey
♡ NSFW, fem reader, masturbation + manifesting, delusion, established friendship, panty stealing, perv!Mikey, college au ♡
note: my beautiful moot @i-literally-cant-with-this gave me this little idea 🩷 I started at 2am and finished around 3, its 6:30 right now so yeah lol I need some rest
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You and Mikey had always been close growing up, and that didn't change one bit when you two got to college. Of course he was still out partying and fighting with his friends, those things, along with your presence, were the only things he kept consistent. But a lot of things changed, he started becoming more aware of himself, of his feelings towards you, and of his place in your life. He knew he wanted a relationship with you, but wasn't sure how to approach you. So he did what he thought was best and started doing some research.
He discovered a lot of romance coaches, wikiHow articles and unhelpful stuff like that, but then he struck what he thought was a gold mine. He discovered the spiritual side of love, specifically types of love potions and spells. He was never one to believe in magic but it couldn't hurt to try. The one that caught his eye? Masturfesting. It was so disgustingly delusional, it just had to work. And so, he started a routine. Everytime he was hard, he'd go on your social media pages, scroll through, and find a picture he could get off to. He'd start off slow, savoring the moment and imagining your pretty hands wrapped around his dick. He'd finish pretty quickly, staining his phone and the picture of you on the screen with gooey strings of cum.
This became a daily occurrence for him, but as of late he felt like it wasn't working. He needed to go further, to do something more…risky. So he walked to your dorm after class, under the false pretenses of having a study session. You two were in your room laying on a pile of pillows on the floor, flipping through textbooks, when suddenly you had to use the bathroom. You left the room, giving Mikey the chance to take his masturfesting to the next level. He rooted around in your dirty laundry, stealing a pair of your panties and pocketing them for himself. You came out of the bathroom and were none the wiser.
After the study session was over he went back to his dorm, rushing to the bathroom to make use of your panties. The soft material felt like heaven wrapped around him, and he couldn't help but imagine thrusting into your pretty pussy instead of his hand. The way they felt, the way they looked, the way they smelled, everything turned him on and made him even more determined to have you for himself. He fully believed that his disgusting actions would result in you unknowingly falling head over heels for him, and maybe it would…or maybe he's just delusional as all hell. Either way he's not gonna stop, not anytime soon, not until he's sure you'll want him as much as he wants you.
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banggyu0308 · 1 year
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(written by the most lovely amazing 🌸 anon)
warnings: perv!txt, masturbation, pillow humping, they steal your stuff XDXD, use of sex toys (beomgyu uses a flesh light, hyuka uses a vibrator), taehyun jerks off in front of the mirror, taehyun loosely chokes himself imagining its you, mentions of edging, slight aquaphila for hyuka? but not really, he's just in the shower/bath,
perv!txt who use your products. the way it smells like your or reminds them of you so vividly it makes them cum on the spot,, but don't worry they try not to use all of it at once! (except tyun's isnt scent based because i couldn't think of anything else.)
yeonjun — i think he'd use your body lotion,, you always use it and it just smells amazing and it's the one scent he will forever associate with you. so he cant help putting just a bit more on his hands,, rubbing it in so they're soft and moist and fucking his fist with it. he can so vividly imagine that it's your hand and not his jerking him off. i think you should buy that bigger bottle of lotion next time,, it's definitely a worthwhile investment since it somehow seems to disappear so quickly.
soobin — i feel like he steals your perfume the most. he sprays it on himself whenever he goes out,, or just whenever he puts on a clean t-shirt that no longer has your smell on it. of course he prefers when you've worn the tshirts but your perfume does just fine! especially if he's engulfed in it, mind going hazy with how your body looks. he's humping his pillow before he even realises what he's doing,, but don't worry he doesn't stop. in fact, the idea that you have such a strong effect on his subconscious spurs him on even more and he often cums in his trousers from humping a pillow~ how cute.
beomgyu — uses your shampoo! it's gotten to the point were you know and are buying two bottle of the same shampoo each time, his reasoning is always "i like the way it smells" or "it works really well for my hair" but in reality it's because it reminds him of you. and when he fucks into his fleshlight, hair falling into his face and he gets a whiff of the shampoo, he cums on the spot. making a complete mess of his toy,, wishing it was your pussy instead.
taehyun — he loves painting his nails to match yours, looking at himself in the mirror as he fucks his fist. his other hand often on his throat, fingers wrapped around in the same manner as yours often is. he just can't help but let his mind roam wild as his eyes train on the painted fingers around his throats. and then on his dick. and finally how good the nail polish looks covered in his cum.
kai — uses your body wash, all the time. he just loves to have your scent all around him, especially if he's still in the shower/bath. often placing a vibrator to the tip of his dick while inhaling the smell, completely in love with it. as if you were right there, controlling the toy. edges himself to the thought of your naked body in the shower/bath with him.
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constantly0lost · 2 months
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I slept for like, twenty minutes, we're back in business baybee.
Anyways imagine cuddling up to kittyboy Sebastian at night. Your arms wrapped around his torso, and him snuggled up to you, his face in your neck as he enjoys your smell, something so uniquely you that he cant help but enjoy it.
Maybe it's raining outside, just a light drizzle to tap against the roof as you scratch at your husband's scalp, and he's purring so softly but so hard that your entire arm vibrates from his silent happiness.
He nuzzles deeper into you, looking up at you with starstruck eyes, and tilts his head up to kiss you, being sweet to try and coerce you into more head scratches. His tail sways lazily behind him as he enjoys your moment together.
He purrs again, though slightly more audible as you scratch him again, nuzzling back into you and fully content to turn into a stain on the blanket if it meant dying right here, happy and in your arms.
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nhularin · 10 months
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icky! series (3/7) HES COOL! BUT. . .
OR: three things that make you question your relationship
choose your member -> 🎬 loading....JAKE‼️
heeseung - jay - sunghoon - sunoo - jungwon - niki LIBRARY
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GENRE crack, established relationship WARNINGS not proofread WC 0.4k
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!! HIS DOG BEHAVIOR
yk how jay says jeongjeong or whatever whenever theres an awkward silence
yeah he does the same but he BARKS
imagine his debut ending fairy but just worse (i love u sm jake)
like imagine ur in his room studying for an exam and he just lets out the most ear screeching scream and bark
and then resumes to whatever he was doing
u wouldnt be surprised if he started humping your leg tbh
he doesnt only act like a dog he THINKS like a (horn)dog
would act like ur his booty call
"come over tongue emoji" "dont let anyone know" MF WEVE BEEN DATING FOR OVER TWO YEARS????
!! HIS GOD AWFUL HUMOR
u cant have one (1) serious conversation with him
"jake imy" "i miss jake too"
please be fr for once 😭
but it has perks too
whenever you feel drained and done with life he's there to cheer you up
he never fails to put a smile on ur face
his deez nuts jokes are out of this world (his words)
well stan twt thinks otherwise
sunoos rant page is full with jake rage
urs too
!! HIS QUESTIONABLE RIZZ
"you smell like trash! can i take u out?"
he thinks thats a compliment
and then hes surprised why he wasnt able to pull before meeting you
you honestly dk how he pulled you
should've went for jay tbh
but its so cute when he pretends that ur strangers and flirts with you
like u guys are eating breakfast and he suddenly leaves the room and changes into a more formal outfit
with a dusting broom as a makeshift flower
"girl are you an entomologist? bc u give me butterflies"
sir im trying to eat my toast
hes so cute and perfect i love him
jake sim on top!
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merakiui · 1 month
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MERA IVE BEEN HAVING THIS THOUGHT AND I THINK YOURE THE RIGHT PERSON TO SHARE IT WITH BC ITS SO PERFECT FOR THE TWEELS 😭
A long time ago, back when i was a teenager and still a wattpad girly, I read this one really good story called "Family Comes First" about a family of cannibals that lives in the middle of nowhere. They only keep boy children who are born, no daughters. Whenever a boy turns a certain age (I think 21 but I cant really rmbr), the father goes out to the nearest city, interviews girls under the guise of offering them a job, and kidnaps the best one as a birthday gift and bride. The mother-in-law teaches the new girl how to be a good wife (cleaning, cooking that strange meat, etc.), and the husband is otherwise responsible for his wife, to the point of selecting and laying out her clothing every morning. The ultimate honour is to birth a son, and so the husbands are CONSTANTLY trying to get their wives knocked up. I can't help but imagine Jade and Floyd in a story like this, it suits them perfectlyyyyy
In the book, one of the boys ended up catching feelings for brother's wife (the main character) instead of his own, and it causes fights serious drama in the family. This works so well with the recent ideas about Jade stealing Floyd's cute little wifey except it would be even better for them because they're twins and Jade can pull all his nasty tricks 😭 maybe when she finally gets knocked up with a son, they won't know who it belongs to, because he looks just like his daddy, but the potential daddies look the sammmeee OTZ
Oh oh oh and imagine if reader tries to escape and the family decides to let her try. Let her have fun. Hell, they even join in on the fun. She was blindfolded when they brought her and she's never been out of the house before, so she doesn't know her way around the woods, whereas the men in this family have been hunting humans for sport and food in these woods for generations. Now she's lost in the dark forest with daddy leech and the tweels rapidly closing in on her. She's going to be taught a lesson after they drag her home. After all, she lost the game, and losers never get rewards >_<
OHHH!!! Omg that concept is perfect for the tweels!!!! And they would absolutely draw out the chase in the forest just to scare you even more. Maybe then, after spending an entire day and night being hunted like a wild animal, you'll learn your home is with them. There's no point in running from your family, after all.
Hehe running from the three of them and you injure yourself, so now you're even more panicked because what if they can smell the cut on your leg? What if they can hear your pained grunts as you drag yourself along, limping through the forest? >_< omg and it doesn't matter who finds you; it's going to be frightening either way. Floyd who drags you out of your hiding place by the ankles, or Jade who stands over you as he patiently waits for you to take notice of him. Or Papa Leech wrapping you up in big, strong, scarred arms to carry you back to the house. Maybe you're kicking and screaming all the way, and it's useless to struggle because there's no one else out here for stretches. Just you and your family, who care so very much for you. You should be grateful! Mr. Leech's sons fight over you to be named your husband. Aren't you lucky to have the two of them? Most of all, aren't you lucky you're alive and not on their murderous menu?
AAAAAA and Papa Leech picks your clothes for you going forwards! They were far too patient and lenient with you before, far too forgiving. Now you're living under a new schedule, a fresh set of rules. Your clothes are selected for you, and your meals are prepared in advance (gone are the days in which you were given choices; each meal is healthy and has properties meant to boost your fertility). When you aren't learning to be the perfect housewife, you're getting bent over every possible surface and bred by the twins. Or if the twins can't behave, then maybe Papa Leech ought to knock you up instead........... thinking thoughts.
In conclusion, the entire family is crazy and you're stuck with them forever. orz
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chipsinsalsa · 1 year
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Bakers Boy
Peeta x FemReader
Plot: What happens when you decide to go into the Bakery shop of the boy you have a crush on?
A/N: I’m sorry if a lot of it is in accurate or if the fanfic is not that good and has typos. First time on tumblr! And I also haven’t written anything in a while but if you guys like it my requests are open! 🤘
contains: smut, praise (reader receiving),fem reader!,character aged up
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Truth be told you never even dared to go near the bakery of District 12.
You had always heard stories from the kids at school about the mean old hag that worked there, the baker's wife. And that alone made you avoid it at all costs. But something tempted you to get closer for in that same Bakery, worked the boy you had a crush on. You didn't know his name but something about him made you want to know more.
One day when you had just returned from selling a few of your cheese at the Hob. You walked past the bakery shop as usual and couldn't help but take in the smell of the sweet bread and its irresistible warmth drawing you in. You decided to glance into the window and there the golden locks of the young boy at work captured your eye.
So you decided to go in.
You opened the door to the sound of a bell ringing. Immediately the boy put the doe he was kneading down and turned to face you. He dusted himself off on his apron and headed up to the counter
“Hello Ms what can I get for you today” He spoke. His powdery hands caught your attention, and you couldn't help but imagine how soft they were. How warm they would feel after having been near the oven all day. He noticed you were distracted and waved his hand near your face. “Ms?”
“um- I apologize I must have spaced out, could I just get a loaf of bread” You spoke embarrassed.
The boy smiled kindly and nodded, "Of course, we have a few different types of bread. Would you like a plain white loaf or something with a bit more flavor like our honey wheat or sourdough?"
You considered the options for a moment before deciding. "I think something sweet so the Honey Wheat sounds lovely, what do I owe you?”
The boy quickly wrapped up the bread and handed it to you. "It's on the house"
"Are you sure? I can pay for it." He smiled, "Absolutely. I like to treat our first-time customers to a free loaf of bread. Consider it a welcome gift."
“Oh..thank you” You looked at the nametag on his apron “Peeta”
“Of course, what's your name?” He asked curiously.
“y/n” It took a moment but a confused look crossed your face when you realized what he said. “Wait..how do you know I haven't been here before? ” He circled the counter walking over to you. You began to take some steps back trying to keep your distance but eventually hitting the wall.
“Well, the truth is” He began to speak. “I've seen you before”
You furrowed your brow in confusion. "You've seen me before? Where?"
Peeta smiled, "Every day after school you walk home past the Bakery. I've never seen you come in before though. Your always so tense.”
You were surprised and a bit embarrassed that someone had been paying attention to you, "Is it that obvious?"
He shrugged, "I wouldn't say it's obvious, but I do notice things. I like to think I have a good sense of people. And I can tell that you're not a big fan of my mother. But don't worry, she's not here right now. You're safe."
You laughed nervously, "I didn't mean to offend you”
Peeta waved his hand, "It's alright. My mother can be a bit intimidating sometimes, she seems to take her job very seriously." He paused for a moment before continuing, "If you don't mind me asking, what made you decide to come in today?"
“You” was the first thing you wanted to say but then thought about it for a split second. You looked down at the loaf of bread in your hands, "Honestly, it was the smell of your bread. It was too good to resist." you lied.
The boy grinned, "Ah, yes. The smell of fresh bread can be quite tempting cant it”
He began to walk even closer as you nodded nervously in response. “However” He began to speak “I believe my bread may not have been the only reason you came in today,” He said as his eyes began to scan you. Your heart racing. You knew you couldn't stay another second near him. “I think… I should head home now”
As you turned to leave, Peeta reached out and gently grabbed your arm. "Wait," he said softly, "It's just” He took a breath “I like you...I know that sounds weird but I've seen you stare at me from the window before and hoped one day you would come in. And now that you have I dont want to let you go so easily.”
You were immobile. Before you could even think his lips slowly pressed against yours. The heat of his body now becoming more apparent. You felt his hands rise to grab your hair running his fingers through it pulling you in more. His lips tasted like sweet honey, soft like his touch. You couldn't move.
He finally pulled back the both of you gasping for air.
He glanced at you while panting and feeling his chest rise. “I'm sorry, but I just had to kiss you. At least once.”
You kissed him in return.
Immediately he understood grabbing the loaf from your hands and setting it to the side. Breaking the kiss for a moment only to grab the sign on the door that read “OPEN” and turning it over. “I know I've only ever seen you through the window but you dont understand how badly I dreamt about this” He spoke as he picked you up quickly placing you on the counter.
You felt his hands explore your body, running up and down your back and sliding over your hips.
You let out a small moan, and he pulled back to look at you, a smirk on his face. "Such a sweet girl" he spoke his voice low. You felt a flush rising to your cheeks.
He leaned in to kiss you again, and this time his hands moved lower, grazing over your thighs. You felt a shiver run through you, and you knew that you wanted more. Without thinking, you reached up and wrapped your arms around his neck, pulling him closer.
The boy responded eagerly, pressing his body against yours and deepening the kiss. You could feel his hardening bulge pressing against your thigh, and you moaned softly, feeling a surge of desire wash over you.
“I think I might have something a little sweeter for you in the back,” He said smirking as he picked you up again taking you to the back of the bakery.
He carried you to a pile of flour sacks stacked on the floor laying you down. “I know this isn't the most ideal place but know at any moment you can say no” He spoke almost expecting you to say so. His hand brushing your hair to the side.
“Never,” You said as you grabbed his neck pulling him on top of you. He smirked as he began to kiss you again. His kiss trailed to your cheek down to your neck. You felt his teeth sink into you as you let out another moan. “Fuck.. you're so fucking good” He whimpered while still trailing his kisses. You felt his hips bucking into your thigh. You could sense his desperation and how hard he was trying to take things slow.
He finally reached your chest. He looked up at you his eyes like a puppy waiting for his treat. “May I pretty girl.”
You nodded as he began to take your shirt off. You helped by untying your bra. The warm air of the Bakery oven hit your chest immediately once it was off but not as warm as the eager boy's tongue now pressing on your tender breast. His tongue lightly sucking while it brushed against your nipple. His moans sending vibrations through your body. His other hand running through your back bringing you closer to him. He took his mouth off your breast leaving kisses as he made his way down your stomach. “If I knew you tasted this good I would have kissed you as soon as you came in.” He whispered smirking between a kiss.
Before you even noticed he pulled your pants off, grabbed your thighs, and threw your legs over his broad shoulders. He lightly squeezed your thighs before placing his fingers on your covered clit. Making you shudder right away. “So wet already Princess?”
You couldn't take it anymore. “Peeta please-” You whimpered desperately needing him inside you.
“I guess I'm not the only desperate one,” He smirked as he undid his apron tossing it to the side. And for the first time, you noticed just how built he was. His arms barely fit his white shirt. He unbuckled his pants and slid them off along with his underwear. He groaned as his cock was exposed. You gulped at the sight just thinking about it being inside you. “I promise to take it slow,” He said as he cupped your face making sure you felt safe. He took one more look at you.
“Beautiful,” He whispered.
His eyes traced every inch of you as if making sure to engrave it in his memory. He placed his fingers on your panties again slowly pushing them to the side. He began to slide into you. You tried your best to hold back your moans placing your palm over your mouth to suppress them. He noticed and immediately took it away. “No I want to hear you” he spoke “I want to hear just how good I make you feel” His command alone made you let out the moan you so desperately held back.
You grabbed his hair pulling him deeper into you making him whine. “Faster-” Was all you could let out before he increased his speed sending you over the edge. His whimpers now sounded like pleads as he called your name. His cock warming you up from the inside as he thrusted. His rhythm reminding you of the number of times you could have been absolutely fucked by him if only you had just taken more than a peak when walking past the shop.
“Your so fucking tight princess “ He moaned out “You dont know how much I wanted this” His thrusts now going as fast as they could. You whined as you felt your body getting closer. “Peeta I think I'm going to -”
He placed his lips onto yours kissing you roughly as he whimpered into your mouth suppressing your moans. You couldn't hold back anymore. You felt your body contract as you came.
His dick still sliding in and out of you. But with a final buck of his hips, you felt as he came inside you. The both of you breaking the kiss as you panted letting out the last moans. He pulled out laying next to you.
He ran his fingers through your cheek, kissing your forehead.
“I knew you tasted just as sweet as you looked”
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sweetgirlcirce · 7 months
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DBF! Simon Riley
I´m having a brainrot about Dad´s best friend Ghost, so i hope you´re hungry cause here it comes
Warnings: Leagal age gap, Dilf and retired Ghost, reader in their early 20´s while Simon is 45, light smut, dry humping, male jack off, pantie stealing, complete pervert Simon
DBF! Simon who loved to help your dad on scaring off your boyfriends. Even tho its for a total different reason, your dad just really wants to protect you, but simon... oh Simon did it because he couldn´t imagine letting some idiot boy you met in collage or at some stupid bar-who couldn´t even satisfy you-touch you, feel you, your soft breasts, the pussy he dreamed about for years, oh no, absolutely not. How could he sleep at night knowing the idiot who couldn´t even make you smile the way he did, was groping and touching what was his, his girl.Oh that made his blood boil every single time
DBF! Simon who always got a little bit too exited by summer breaks, the fact he was able to see you almost everyday? Oh god, he could melt just at the thought of it. And, what he loved almost as much was seeing you, was the fact that with summer breaks also came nothing but bikinis, shorts, little tank tops, gym wear, cute little short night gows, and god, his favorite, summerdresses. Everytime he saw you he swear he could come in his pants, you just looked so perfect, so pretty, laying in the sun with the tiniest bikini he´s ever seen, while your family trows a barbecue, passing trough him in the most slutty shorts, while he trys to watch a football match with your dad, even opening the door for him in a tank top that marked your perky nipples, he swear he was gonna go crazy before you left for collage againg.
DBF! Simon Riley who loved how sweet you always were to him, always greeting him with the prettiest smile at the door when he came over, always bringing him a new cold beer in hot summer days, offering him a massage because you ´knew how tense he could get´, always used the most sweet perfumes ever, always been so so polite to him. He asked himself if you were sweeter as he thought, when fisting his red angry cock thinking about your pretty doe eyes looking at him.
DBF!Simon who feels disguting about having such thoughts with little you, more than ever when he´s at your house for a pool party and gave a shitty excuse about going to the bathroom, only to go upstairs for your room in the end of the hallway, trying to make the least noise as possible, the initial idea was just maybe stealing one of your pretty laced -used- panties to use as a jerk off material later, but when he smells your godly smell all over the room he cant control himself, locking the door behind him, and sliding his shorts and his boxers all together, diving his head between one of your pillows and dryhumping the other, God he feels so dirty, so stupid, like a teenager again, humping your sheets like a dog in heat and groaning loud, he hates himself even more for this, but he cant contol it, cant control himself, he wants you, no, he needs you so so bad. And he feels his end aproaching so fast, his cock getting so sensitive, and when he hears your sweet voice saying a little ´´Simon? Are you there?´´ while knocking in the door, he comes, so hard he feels his legs shake and all the air get knock out of his lung.
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the-s1lly-corner · 7 months
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hi! Hooe ur having a good day so far ;)
if its not a big thing to ask, could you do the TADC crew with a s/o who has a really big sweet tooth? Like they dont need to eat, but anytime something slightly sweet is presented they always eat it no matter what? Thank you!
TADC cast x a reader w/ a sweet tooth!
yipee third request of the day! just got 13 more then im all caught up!! thinking about it more i might reopen requests day after tomorrow, if i finish all the current requests today!
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CAINE:
congrats! there isnt a better source of sugar in the digital world than from the tooth man himself; bro literally pulled a cake out of thin air youre set for life if you want to eat treats! i like to think he would make a mental note of what sweets are your favorite and for what reason; taste, texture, smell, stuff like that
i personally hc that since caine is an ai he cant really taste, at least not in the same way we can, so bonus idea, imagine describing what things taste like to him, ,i think thats cute
POMNI:
when you told pomni that you had a sweet tooth, she assumed that you had a normal sweet tooth; as in you simply liked having a little treat here and there. imagine her shock when caine promises sweets as a reward for completing an IHA and you end up going full ham trying to secure the reward. maybe its because your sweet tooth is that intense, or maybe you havent had many chances to indulge since entering the digital world... whatever it may be, i think pomni would give you her candies and treats; she seems like a more bitter flavor enjoyer
RAGATHA:
writing her part first because i just got struck with an idea but imagine the two of you baking something together; bonus you keep trying to eat the stuff before its fully done (ex. you keep eating some of the frosting before it can be put on a cupcake or something). she playfully swats your hand when you try to snag more of whatever you're baking together. gives an apologetic look; would the treat not be better when its complete? come on reader, practice patience!
thats another idea for a real world au thing with ragatha, you two running a little baking business; i think that would be cute
JAX:
you guys fist fight over a bag of sour patch kids sorry i dont make the rules. i hc that jax has a huge sweet tooth, especially for sour candies. so uh, if you like sour candies youre going to have to make a stash... but considering jax has keys to some peoples rooms, you might wanna be smart about it... will share his candy with you if youre feeling extra bad one day, though
KINGER:
sweets, a loving partner, and a cozy pillow fort. does it get more comforting than that? okay maybe it can, if you pair a cup of hot coco with your cinnamon roll, but hey! side note, we see kinger sitting at the table at the end of the pilot... with food... so like.. how does he eat? does it just clip through his face? did he only get food to be polite? now i have a few questions... i dont think kinger would be a huge sweet fan; not really craving sugar that often... i think he would be a spice lover, though, this man would love himself a spice cake me thinks
ZOOBLE:
also not a particularly huge sweet fan, but i think similar to jax they would love sour candies. unlike jax, though, they wont go snooping around for your stash, though! probably snags stuff from the common areas if caine has like a communal candy store in the circus, or if not... stares at jax. you WILL hear from them if you leave your candy wrappers around though!
GANGLE:
speaking of candy wrappers, i think gangle would keep them! gives them a use; depending on what kind of material they are or like... if theyre foldable (think like a gum wrapper) she makes little pieces of origami for you! hearts, frogs, flowers, things like that! sometimes gets you some candy so she can get the wrappers. also likes how the crinkling feels n sounds!
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*leaves a basket of your favorite muffins on door step with a note*
Haarlep with innocent virgin pet and guided masterbaition… can you imagine it, spread out on the bed, their sultry voice whispering in your ear to go deeper, their hand guiding yours to curl into your walls. You’re whining and confused by the tightening in your stomach. Then a faint smell of blood… they look down at your fingers stuffed in your tight hole to see the trickle of blood. Makes Haarlep absolutely hungry…
Sorry I have a corruption kink… honestly can’t stop thinking about all our fav side characters corrupting their sweet darlings.
Like Zevlor who is always so sweet…until he spanks you, first it was just a playful thing that stirred something in you. But know you’re acting up…wanting him to bend you over and spank you all the time and hopefully more. Zevlor doesn’t want to hurt his sweet darling, but you have been acting up lately …and he does love your whining gasps and the red hand print he leaves…maybe he will do more this time than spank you over his knee tonight…
And Rolan, well he loves when he can embarrass you…he will have you strip down for him your face so shy and red as he sits naked and spread rubbing his cock on his chair, then he will make you put it in and shove it all the way with one go so you can ride and bounce on it like a desperate slut…
Sorry! I just had to confess my brain rot!
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(⸝⸝⸝O﹏ O⸝⸝⸝)!!!!
I love that you confessed this my kinky, sweet, and delightful anon!!
Oh no you have me acting up now!!! I loved reading this and I won’t lie it made my nipp- *clears throat* anywayyyyy!!!!
I hope everyone enjoys your confession and brain rot!!!
This has my mouth watering and my god, the way I would bend over so fast for Zevlor. The way I would submit to Haarlep, and the way I would cry on Rolan’s lap. Anon you are a genius *claps* thank you for making my day!!! My box is always open for you to talk!!
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Zevlor smacking your ass RED, BRUISED.
He’d turn you into a moaning, begging mess. Or even better, imagine he starts using his tail to spank you and eventually it starting creeping closer towards your waiting depths, your sloppy wet hole that’s just waiting to be filled. He hesitates momentarily, but then he remembers how you begged for this, whining until you got your way… So he does what you wish, and he slides the pointed part of his tail inside you. You squirm on his lap, try to scream as it scrapes against your gummy walls but a hard smack against your ass makes you fall silent, only whimpers escaping your throat... It’s okay he’ll take care of you afterwards <3
Ugh and Haarlep, let me tell you I love your mind babes!!! Virgin reader/tav with Haarlep would be an absolute treat. Haarlep wants to watch how you make yourself bleed, loves knowing that it was your fingers with their guidance that caused such a vile scene. Haarlep can’t wait to use your blood as their personal lube, cant wait for their cock to become coated in your blood, can't wait for their tongue to be coated in your blood, the incubus just wants your blood on them. Virgin reader/tav, Haarlep will show you the wonders of the universe. You’ll be broken by the times they’re done with you, you mind filled with only one name, Haarlep.
Rolan is so mean, I legit headcanon that Rolan likes to bully you during sex at times. Especially when he’s all pent up and agitated!!! The way he says, “such a desperate little slut.” As he watches you try and take his long cock, it’s so entertaining for him. At times he’ll even act bored which makes you work his cock even more, forcing it to bottom out. The way you scream as it knocks against your cervix has him grinning, “good girl.” Rolan won’t let you cun right away either, the moment he feels your walls tighten around him he’ll hold your hips still, his nails digging into your flesh, “ah ah, don't cum you greedy little whore. I’m not done yet and you will wait until I am satisfied before I give you any relief.”
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