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asuyaka · 23 days
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i wanna change my entire theme entirely,, maybe make it feitan or denji themed m'dunno
maybe rei suwa themed he's s'cool n'pretty n'hes literally me!!
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demetris-cocksleeve · 7 months
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(A/n: Order up!🛎 Did someone say Hawks time?)
(A/n: Not proofread)
Word Count: 602
Summary- It's in an animal's nature to breed after all...
Warnings: Breeding Kink, Creampie, Overstimulation, Hair Pulling, Mommy and Daddy are mentioned once, respectively
Age Rating: 18+ Minors DNI
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(He really said: bombastic side eye👀)
Keigo Takami x Fem! Reader: Kinktober Day 5- Breeding Kink + Creampie
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"Fuck-" Keigo snarls, face buried in your neck as his cock repeatedly buries itself in your cunt. "Feel s'fuckin good, baby-"
You swear you can feel him in your guts with how deep his thrusts are reaching.
"Gonna fuck you so good you forget your goddamn name," his words make your soaked pussy clench as if it's agreeing.
Fuck. His cock feels like it was made for you; filling you up just right as you cling to him.
"Oh, god- please!" You don't know what you're pleading for but it doesn't matter. Not when Keigo is pounding into you just the way you like.
"Gonna knock you up," he grunts. "You'd like that wouldn't you?"
Keigo grips your hair and pulls you back to stare into your eyes as he fucks you. "You'd just love to be stuffed so full of my cum that you're marked for days; to strut around, round with my child?"
His eyes are feral; the gold almost burning as you meet his gaze.
"Yes, oh fuck, yes!" You cry out.
"Yeah? Of course you fucking would-"
His arms cage you under him, muscles flexing as he practically drips with sweat. Keigo's eyebrows are furrowed as he plows into you, his low grunts and growls mix with your own mewls and "ah, ah, ahs".
"Gonna make you the sexiest little mommy-" his wings are shuddering from the pleasure, small red plumes floating around you down to the bed.
Keigo leans down to press a searing kiss to your lips. It's all teeth and tongue but neither of you care.
How could you when you're so close to cumming?
"You gonna make me a daddy, pretty girl?"
You let out a drawn out moan at his question, cunt clamping down on him impossibly tighter. The contraction drags a deep groan from Keigo, the sound rumbling from his chest and vibrating through yours.
"Yes~" you keen, wrapping your legs around his waist, desperate to feel him even deeper.
Your nails scratch down his back as Keigo brings his hand between you to toy with your clit. "Oh~" you breathe out, eyes scrunching as your head falls to the side.
"Gonna look s' good, baby," he slams into you with more vigor. "Gonna have to keep you knocked up."
"I'm gonna-" you're cut off with a whine as you cum, thighs shaking as your back arches impossibly off the bed.
Keigo keeps working your clit, eyes never leaving your face. "That's right, baby, cum for me- show me what that pretty pussy can do~"
As you start to come down, the sensitivity starts up.
"It's t'much…" you slur, unconsciously trying to pull your hips back.
"No you don't, baby-" Keigo yanks you back, fucking into harder as he chases his own release. "-we're not done 'til you're leaking with my cum. Then I'm gonna fuck it back into you…"
"Can' do it," you cry out, overstimulated.
"Yes, you can. And you will" he growls out.
The room is filled with a mixture of your cries, his grunts and the sloppy sound of your cunt as he fills you again and again.
"Goddamn it-" Keigo grinds out. He buries himself into you as he cums.
You whine out as you get pumped full of his seed, hands gasping at his biceps.
Keigo stays buried in you for a bit before shallowly thrusting into you again.
"S'too much-" you protest, lightly pushing at his shoulder.
"The way you're sucking me in say otherwise, baby-" Keigo gasps out. "Told ya I was gonna fuck a baby into you, and I'm anything but a liar."
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obsessedduh · 1 month
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genre: smut and fluff!!
cw: implied fem reader, overstimulation and sweet and silly sex. that's it!
side note: sorry, i haven't been as frequent as i used to, and decided to make this though i'm hella sick as an apology 😭. also got hella lazy to do a proof read so sorry if it's shit. OH AND THANK YOU SM FOR 800+ AND IN LIKE THREE MONTHS TOO!? FUCKING LOVE YOU LOT!! 😭😭
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MDNI – MINORS DO NOT INTERACT
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simon 'ghost' riley with a dorky wife who works at a zoo? like when you guys were on your first date and you told him you work with animals for a living, he was hooked, interested even. he literally felt like he wanted to buy a ring and propose to you there and then.
so when he comes home from work and you rush up to him and also hug him, saying how much you missed him. it shocks him. c'mon. you're dealing with a man who barely had affection in his childhood. of course he's happy, coming home to see his gorgeous fucking wife so happy to see him. it's batshit crazy to him how he even got the chance to marry a pretty thing like you.
it doesn't take long before you usher him onto the couch and give him his dinner and sit next to him, blabbering about what happened at work the same day. he just stares at you with a blank expression, causing you to wonder if you're talking too much. he notices how your face alters, and he looks back at his food and continues eating it, "so how's alina, she doin' ok?"
alina? the pregnant white tiger you mentioned a couple months ago? he remembered! you instantly perked up and started yapping again. it took everything in simon to not smile at your cuteness, he loves how cute you are. espically in the bedroom.
gosh how much he much loves your facial expressions when his cock abuses your poor pussy. staring at the way your pretty face contorts into a pleased expression when fingers runs up your thigh to your pussy to tease your clit. watching as his name falls out that pretty little mouth of yours. gawking as your wetness coats his length with a white ring.
you bite your lip, slowly becoming obsessed with simon's hypnotic touch. he leans down to capture your swollen and bitten lips into a sloppy kiss, touching intertwining in a heated kiss, one that has you moaning into the kiss like a desperate love-sick puppy.
he pulls away, a trail of spit running down your chin, proof of the kiss you shared. he thrusts his hips little faster, his cock stretching you ever so good. he ogles you as your eyes roll to the back of your head and your toes curl. you let out a drawn-out moan as you cover his cock with your currently pending orgasm. he fucks and praise you through it, grinning at the way your face scrunches up when you feel the overstimulation creeping up to you.
he doesn't stop though, still fucking you stupid. he thrusts into your pathetically soaked cunt. his tip bumping against your cervix. you whine from the painfully pleasuring sensation in your lower core. tears prickling up in your eyes.
"sh baby, don' cry. i know know... it's t'much, but you can take it, princess? can' you? yeah? there's my good girl, taking my cock s'well?" he coos in your ear, his words are as sweet as lullaby. the movement of his hips beginning to go incoherent, indicating he's gonna cum soon.
"gonna cum, love. wanna cum with me... yeah, i know you do. cmon cum with me, love." he again, coos in your ear, this time his voice is breathy with a slight rasp.
you blabber and moan out as you squirt around his length once again. your hands gripping desperately his arms to stabilise yourself when your thighs begin to shake and tremble. he buries his creamy white deep inside of you, groaning as your pussy milks him dry.
he slowly pulls out, his cock now flaccid and resting on your thigh. you both pant, tired from your session.
"hey, maybe if we're lucky, you could get pregnan' like alina, hm?"
"you're honestly such a dickhead simon."
"awww... c'mon, you know you love me."
you both laugh like high-school children and then he places a soft kiss to your forehead.
"let's get cleaned up, yeah?"
"sounds like a date."
he let's out another chuckle at your words. "mhm..."
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shoyosdoll · 1 month
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Warnings : Contains 18+ content! somewhat rough sex, kitchen sex, squirting, multiple orgasms, overstimulation, creampie.
dividers by @cafekitsune
A/N : this is my first time writing & posting on tumblr, so feedback would be greatly appreciated!! might start posting as a little hobby since i enjoy reading so much <3 enjoy!!
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Satoru Gojo who had the day off and planned on spending the entire day with his love, you. Taking you out on dates, going shopping, stop by the bakery, the whole 9 yards.
Satoru Gojo who receives a call from one of the higher ups and despite wanting to ignore it, he picks up the calling only because you said to.
Satoru Gojo who's not surprised he gets sent out on a sudden mission to kill a special grade because 'it's too powerful & it'd only take him a few minutes'. To say he was beyond frustrated already was an understatement.
Satoru Gojo who did not end up taking 'just a few minutes' and more like 'just a few hours' because one special grade turned into 3 and 3 turned into 8, who then had to report back to the higher ups and told them he'd be taking the following day off COMPLETELY.
Satoru Gojo who returns home to you agitated, hungry, but most importantly missing his sweet girl.
Satoru Gojo who walks in on you in the kitchen finishing up on dinner and sees you clad in nothing but one of his dress shirts and a pink apron tied around you, from so much moving around he could even catch a glimpse of your baby pink polka doted panties 'cute' he thought.
Satoru Gojo who wastes no time in walking over to you turning off his infinity and wrapping his arms around your waist, reaching up to turn off the stove and press sloppy kisses against your neck as you squirm in his hold.
Satoru Gojo who turns both of you around and presses you up against the island rutting his cock against your ass, mumbling about how much he missed you throughout the day and about how the only thing he wanted was his pretty girls pussy wrapped around him.
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"you can give me one more, can't you baby? j-just for me?" Satoru babbled nearly incoherent himself as he worked himself well past overstimulation, just refusing to pull out of your sweet cunt. Food long forgotten and cold as Gojo pulled orgasm after orgasm from you, proving to you just how much he missed your sweet cunt throughout the day. Your hands reached up weakly pushing at his abdomen to get some sort of break, "no m-mmore toruuuu! 's t'much!" you cried out as he used one of his large hands to shove your hands away roughly. Gojo quickly manhandled your smaller body to place your legs over his shoulders and pinning your arms above your head with his free hand, lining up his cock with your creamy cunt he resumed his merciless thrusts as he leaned over your body putting you into a mating press. "one more and we’re done baby, need y'to cream 'n squirt for me, c'mon! show toru how much you missed him." Using his free hand he drew tight and fast circles on your pretty little pearl causing your back to arch off the island, your cries getting louder as you felt that strange sensation bubbling in your tummy just like before- yet stronger this time. Gojo could tell you were teetering right off the edge causing his own cock to twitch inside you, his eyes rolling to the back of his head as he leaned close to your ear letting out sweet whines and moans just for you to hear. "let go f'me.. fuckin' cum for me, s-sweet thing" Your body going ridged as you let out a pornographic moan as your orgasm washed through you soaking your boyfriends uniform & effectively making a mess in the kitchen, Gojo thrusted once, twice more into your pussy before pulling himself back to wrap his hands around your thighs to pull you nice n snug against his hips as he came undone. "atta fuckin' girl! so good f'me.." He gave you a dopey smile as he leaned down to kiss all over your face softly & whisper soft praises into your ear as you came down from your intense high.
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wandamaximoffsbadgirl · 3 months
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My Favorite Pet Pt 4
BDSM Preformer!fem! Reader x subby!Wanda
Summary: Now that Wanda satisfied the sub in you you could get back into your Dom space and finish up your final performance of the night with your girlfriend
Warnings: 18+, MDNI, use of strap, overstimulation, W gives R a blow job, use of pet names(W calls R Mommy, R calls W Mommy), aftercare, domestic fluff, light teasing
Word count: 1.3K
A/N: Gods my brain just gave up on me for a bit so sorry for the wait, but I really like the ending~
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Though there was music playing along with the noise of the audience the only thing you were focused on was her breathing. Kneeling in front of you, ready and willing to take your strap. You had let her pick one out. She ended up going with a red eight inch and you asked a few times if she was sure, but the look in her eyes let you know how badly she wanted it, needed it.
It was the same one you had used on her for your first show. Now she'd already had two orgasms earlier and given you one. You couldn't be more proud to have her as a stage partner and your girlfriend. 
“Open up pet.” Wanda opened her mouth, her hands steady on her exposed thighs. You cupped her chin ever so gently letting your saliva drip down onto her tongue. She looked up at you with eyes blown. Complete trust behind them as she held onto your saliva. You moved back up and guided her mouth to your cock, using your extra saliva to get it all wet as her head bobbed up and down on it. Her eyes never left yours as your hands made their way into her brunette locks. You gave her a knowing look before gripping tightly and pushing her until she was gagging on your cock, her nose pressed against you. 
“Good girl taking Mommy’s cock so well. Mommy wants to fuck that pretty face.” She let out a little ‘Mmmm’ her eyes telling you what you need to know. 
Holding her by her hair a smirk spreads across your features as you hold her there your hips moving at a bruising pace as she gags on your cock making you moan.
“That's it, taking Mommy’s cock so well, pet. Keep going pet, Mommy wants to fuck that throat good.” Watching her makeup that she worked so hard on drip down in tears made you just want to go rougher on her and you found yourself doing just that until she gave you a subtle sign, patting the side of her thigh the audience can't see. 
You pull out ordering her towards the bed getting in the perfect position so the audience could see you fucking her cunt, the strap going in and out. You position yourself behind her. Her folds wet and glistening all for you as you rub through them making her moan out.
“Mmmm…Mommy please…” she whined. You gripped her hips with a bruising force. 
“You can do better pet. I know you can.” you cooed at her. She looks back at you, eyes pleading with you.
“Mommy please fuck my cunt until it hurts! please fuck me until I can't talk until I'm a whimpering mess for you Mommy because of you Mommy.” how could you ever deny that. Even without the crowd egging you on to do as she asks. You thrust fully into her bottoming out. Your moans mixed together with how good it felt. 
“Fuck you feel so tight right now pet. You want me that badly?” you started rutting your hips against her. It felt so good right now as you picked up your pace.
“Yes Mommy yes!” You push her down, hand between her shoulder blades. Moving as you pleased until she was crying out begging to cum.
“Go on pet. Cum all over Mommy's cock. Mommy's going to keep fucking you until she's satisfied.” Wanda only nodded as you felt the orgasm rock through her. 
Of course you'd edged her before and teased, but you hadn't given her multiple orgasms. She had already had two prior this evening so you wanted to see just how far you could push her. 
By the time the hour was almost up she had cum three more times and was begging you to stop.
“Mommy peas t'much…” she's so overstimulated from it all she could barely form words and that's exactly where you wanted her.
“Color.” you pulled her up by her hair, a moan pushing passed her lips,
“Green…” she managed.
“One more baby. Give Mommy one more and we can end.” You cooed pulling her against you, whispering in her ear, “Mommy’s going to cum. I want to cum with you.” She moaned out trembling in your embrace. “That's a good girl. Let go, Mommy’s got you.” She fell back against you as your orgasm racked through you. 
Her moans became whimpers as her whole weight fell against you. Breathing heavily against you, she looked up at you. “You did so good for me sweetheart.” You gently caressed her face.
You slowly pulled out, making her whine at the loss. You gently shush her as you get you two ready to leave for the night. 
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The two of you cooked dinner together. Pulled chicken, mashed potatoes, and broccoli. Wanda had decided on it earlier in the week. You told her it might be too much after everything, but after a small cuddle break where you just held her and rubbed her back as she came back from subspace she was more than ready to cook. 
You loved watching her move around the kitchen like it was an intricate dance. It always puts a smile on your face. You move up, wrapping your arms around her waist from behind. You kiss her shoulder blade, setting your head against her. 
She shifted in a way that you knew she was looking back at you.
“What is it baby?” Another shift and you heard the knife go through the chicken. She was cleaning it while the potatoes cooked.
“Just admiring you then I wanted to hold you. Just be close to you.” She chuckled. 
“You're adorable when you're like this.” You felt a blush creep over you. 
“Shush.” You huff. 
“Mommy's baby.” 
“Noooo…” you whine. She sets down the knife, turning to face you. 
“It's fine to be like this. I promise you it's okay.” You pout up at her. “No pouty lips. Come on baby.” her voice was so sweet and her accent came out thicker than normal when she talked like this and it made you wet. She pulls you up into a kiss.
“Let me handle dinner sweetie. You can go sit.” Though she was the one that took the brunt of everything tonight she still fell into her old habits of doing everything by herself though you couldn't deny you had no idea what to do since the potatoes were still cooking and she was cleaning the chicken. So you decide to sit on the island and just watch her in her element. 
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“Ah…ah…Mommy!” You squirmed under her touch. You insisted on cuddling and watching a movie in bed, but somehow it ended up like this. She pulled you into her lap, slipping her hand past your sleep shorts. 
You tried protesting, but she hushed you,“Mommy had a long day and you made her cum so much, but you only had one. Baby deserves at least one more.” She had whispered in your ear and you gave in so easily to her touch. It felt like fire and ice against you all at once. 
“Mmm Mommy cumming! Cumming!” your hips moved with her fingers as you were pushed over the edge. You saw stars as your vision blurred momentarily.
“Good girl. Such a good girl. I love watching you come undone. I can see why you enjoy it.” You can't even manage an eye roll as she gets up. Grabbing your aftercare items as you make yourself comfortable, the day had been long and suddenly you feel as if you're sinking into the bed, eyes heavy. You could feel Wanda's touch, but it wasn't exactly registering. You lulled your head back to look at her, she smiled at you as she took in your state of being.
“Sleep now detka.” She scooped you up against her holding you so close yet so softly. 
Burying your head into her neck you could feel the soft kisses she was leaving on your temple and a light wave of goosebumps roll over your skin as you feel her fingertips draw patterns on your back. As sleep finally took over your last coherent thought was simple,
“She's perfect.”
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vaginalsauce · 1 year
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The prettiest
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Warnings;
Smut blurb, p in v, no plot, praise, pet names, cursing, overstimulation, sub space?
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Wrote this for pookie bc she's pookie and so is axl
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"T'much, hurts, please--!" You mindlessly begged. Your nails were dug into his shoulders as you struggled to move on top of Axl, legs and hips shaking violently as he thrusted up into you from below.
His hands gripped tightly onto your waist, holding you in place as he practically fucked you like a ragdoll.
"You can take it, I know you can baby. . . Feel s'good around me. Just a little more."
See, the problem that lied there was you weren't sure you could take anymore without passing out. You were so deliciously sore, so full, so fucked out as you clung to him for dear life.
You buried your face into his shoulder, mouth hanging open as your loud moans sizzled into low whimpers and gasps, losing the energy to exclaim as you did four orgasms ago. But you didn't want him to stop, you were enjoying it too much.
"Whas' wrong, honey? Can't think anymore, huh?" Axl moved a firm hand onto the back of your neck, holding you against him as he slowly neared his release. "Can't even speak, poor girl." His voice was so sweet, so collected, as if he wasn't fucking your brains out. Like he hadn't been fucking your brains out for hours now.
You could feel his jaw clench against the side of your head, a sign he was close to his orgasm. You finally began to rock your hips, just the tiniest bit, in an attempt to get him closer, but he only laughed at your pitiful movements.
He moved you so you were on your back, your thighs pushed up against his chest, your ankles dangling off his shoulders as he fucked you with such force you swore you saw stars. His arms wrapped around your knees, holding you against him as his hips worked into you relentlessly.
With no comment or warning, he stilled inside of you. You let out a shrill cry, back arching as you pounded against the bed with clenched fists. It was too much, but it was too good.
Axl grabbed both of your wrists, pinning them down to the bed beside your hips as he gave small, shallow thrusts to fuck you through your orgasm, and his own.
He let out small open-mouthed pants as he looked down at your fucked out face, smiling sweetly down at you.
"Ohh, my sweet little whore. So pretty when you're all fucked dumb for me." He pulled out of you, pulling your limp, half unconscious body up towards the pillows, resting your head against them gently.
"You ready for another round?" He hummed, and you only mumbled in horror, eyes glistening in horror as he let out a strong, deep laugh. "I'm just joking, sweetheart. You did so well for me, I'm proud of you."
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8-rae-rae-8 · 2 months
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random thing i just thought of that im going to dump here hehehe
Simons beens impurely regressing for most of his life without realizing it was regression, he was always told by outsiders and by his dad that he was just being hormonal and childish, but in reality he was just involuntarily regressing. So when it started happening when he was on base with the rest of 141, he chalked it up to PTSD attacks or something similar. But Soap knew what was going on, he'd seen it before.
Soon, Soap starts catching on to the patterns that take place before Simons disappearances. He recognizes the signs. He starts avoiding people, and talking all together. He takes extra snacks and shoves them in his pocket before going back to his room. Soap noticed it all, and he was worried. Why did he feel the need to hide his regression? Did he think that 141 would be ashamed of him? Soap had so many questions, and was determined to get answers.
Now Soap stood at his door, hesitating for longer than he'd like to admit before knocking. He knocked once, twice, then let his arm fall to his side.
But nobody answered. Ghost always answered his door, and he's a light sleeper so the knock would've woken him up. Soap had a bad feeling.
"Ghost? If you don't open up im coming in myself." He warned. But there wasn't any anger or frustration in his voice, just concern.
After a few more minutes of silence, Soap opened the door. He hesitated only for a second before stepping in, his concern getting the best of him.
"Ghost?" He called into the room, suddenly there was a noise coming from the bed in the corner, and Soap could see the outline of Simon's body buried under a bunch of blankets.
"Simon...?" Soap called to him gently, not wanting to scare the man in case he was regressed. "Mmm..?" Simon hummed. His voice sounded... smaller, more child like, and that was enough for Soap to confirm he was, in fact, regressed.
"Hey... Why don't we come out from under there, yeah?" He suggested softly, but Ghost just let out a small whine in return. "T'much right now..." He mumbled, burying himself further into the blankets.
(im leaving this off here because im on the clock rn and gotta get back to work, but do with this what you will :3)
-🌷
Little
itty bitty
Small
Tiny, even.
Simon hiding away and trying to curl up more into the blankets when Johnny talks to him 😭
They're so soft I love them
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cherryriotcrash · 2 years
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Got any head cannons for dabi x a fem reader getting fucked dumb?
WHEW my family has been trying to get me drunk so pls excuse any typos and if it's awful.
Anyway I do, actually, have a headcanon for this and it has been living rent-free in my noggin waiting for an excuse!
Dabi x Fem!Reader
Warnings: Hate fucking, slapping, exhibitionism, brat fem!reader, overstimulation, s
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We all know that Dabi is capable of being somewhat patient, but once that patience runs out, it's fucking gone.
That's how you ended up with your face pressed against the sticky bar counter in the hideout, one scarred hand holding your head down and the other steadying your hip, your lips parted in a series of silent moans and drool dripping from the corner of your mouth to pool onto the wood
Shiggy called an impromptu meeting, and the entire time you'd been sighing heavily as Dabi spoke, taking phone calls, speaking over him, rapping your nails on the desk, yawning loudly...anything you could think of to aggravate your lover into paying you the attention you deserve.
Your first warning was a sideways glare, tiffany blue eyes locked on you with a practiced look of civil reprimand.
The second was a hand stroking your hair as he spoke.
The third strike? Dabi smacked you across the face and grabbed a handful of your hair, slamming you onto the counter without missing a step in his sentence. He looked down at you and sighed heavily, "You really couldn't wait a half-hour? You wanna show your ass in public? Fine. Let's show your ass."
A scarred hand snatched your head back, the other burning your shirt and bra away. He encouraged you to step on a stool enough to level you out, flipping your skirt up and trailing his fingers along the outer lips of your puffy pussy, continuing to discuss his plans and pulling his hand away to work at freeing himself. Every whimper or plea you let out was met with a sharp smack to your clothed center, not interrupting the pace of his commentary, and trying to look back resulted in your face being pressed against the wood again as a reminder to stop moving as he buried himself in you to the hilt.
His pace was unforgiving, causing you to pant wordlessly, eyes rolling back and pussy clenching around his thick cock as he brought you over the edge and fucked you through it.
His fingers travleled to find your clit, and you pushed his hand away with a whine of t'much, t'sensitive. Dabi leaned forward to cruelly chuckle in your ear.
"oh, pretty baby. You should have thought of that before you acted up. You wanted to cum? I'll make sure you do."
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dragxnfall · 1 year
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SOOTHE (for... Le Cowboy or Le Cyborg Ninja)
23.  SOOTHE :  for one muse to calm the other during a panic attack.
the dining hall was alive and well with chatter and laughter, a scene he hadn't witnessed in years. hell, if he closed his eyes, he could imagine he was back in those times again, when things made sense, when he had a purpose - when overwatch meant something to people.
it had been in the works backstage, at noon, cole was supposed to step out and introduce himself as...commander. to thank everyone who was there for being part of the revival of a cause people still hoped was out there. he was supposed to fill the shoes of heroes he didn't have even a modicum of business following in given his track record. it should have been fareeha, quite literally next in line, or reinhardt, given his age and experience. cole didn't see how the hell he was qualified for the job over so many other much more efficient agents. at least they had their shit together.
twenty minutes past the lunch hour had gone, yet he remains unmoving from his perch outside the cafeteria door, deciding to hell with the speech. he's overwhelmed by the weight of it all, the future responsibilities to come, the enivitable bloodshed he'll lead them into. maybe even another rialto incident that truly marks the end of overwatch.
he isn't cut out to be someone with such a prestigious title. he has no right stepping through that door.
cole sighs heavily, unpleasantly stirred from his dreadful demons when he realizes how much his breath shudders in the exhale, feeling his heart rapidly sink to his stomach. his gloveless hand feels clammy, his body cold. he frowns at the ground, trying to will himself back to reality but he can't when he realizes he can't feel the breath he inhales, the subtle lines of the adjacent linoleum tiles beneath his dirt-caked boots blurring in his rapidly oscillating vision in small, tense jerks. his chest tightens and he finds himself dry heaving, trying to remove the imaginary blockage in his windpipe.
his melt down is silent, broad shoulders tensed painfully, spinning eyes desperately covered by large hands to lessen at least one overestimated sense. he stays that way for awhile, not realizing he had been shaking until a soft, warm pressure weighs on his arm.
he startles, hand ripping away from his face as he whips his head in the direction of the other presence. the pause of recognition is brief, but gives way to a bashful half smile when he meets familiar blue eyes, a ruse, but he doesn't need anyone knowing just how lost he is right now.
"hey, doc." cassidy greets with a subtle shakiness, trying to put his best face on. "guess I had t'much to drink. hell of a headache." he lies, affectionately patting her hand on his arm, giving her slender fingers a small squeeze in hopes it would convince her. "need somethin'?"
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tatakaebomb · 2 years
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Bad girl
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ꕥ Pairing : Matsukawa x y/n
ꕥ Synopsis : Don’t be such a whiney brat when your boyfriends busy
ꕥ Word count : 0.7k
ꕥ A/N : IM SO SORRY FOR LACK OF POSTS IVE BEEN SO BUSY WITH WORK N ALL I PROMISE I HAVEN’T FORGOTTEN ABOUT YOU GUYS!!!!!
ꕥ TW : punishment, fingering, oral, cream pie, vibrators, sex toys, vouyerism, dom! sub dynamic, mentions of raw sex, probs a lot more lol 18+
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'Legs open and I don't wanna hear a word'
His hands wrapped around your legs, tearing your pussy apart. His eyes lurking straight down you, you could feel yourself tense from his gaze.
His hand palmed at himself gently and slowly through his clothes, agonising pace edging himself on from the way your slick built up within your legs, dribbling down your thighs - such a sight for sore eyes.
'Mmm...daddy please...' you mumbled, fingers clawing at the table your bent over in an attempt for some relief.
'Didn't you just hear me? Fine I'll give you something to moan over...'
You were so greedy for him. So pleading for himself to unveil inside you, the reminiscent feeling of him ruthlessly hitting inside of you, hard long cock pounding you like there's no tomorrow, his foreskin edging the rim of your cunt, a chased release was what you constantly craved and with a little good behaviour, you were granted it.
But you've been nothing but bad recently. Scandalous clothes whilst he's been tryna work, innocent eyes peering into him as you pretend like you haven't just been fucking your fingers into yourself without his permission. Your so dirty, so filthy over him, so worked up over the sight of his lazy eyes disregarding you, over the feeling of his dismissal over the past few days and you cant do it no more.
Your cunt suddenly clamped over a new feeling down there, a vibration pounding deep inside your core, your drool gathering at your cleavage, toes curling and neck shot back. Tongue draped out like a dog, you looked so fucked out and pretty.
'Fuck your really taking that princess hm? Your such a slut for me...'
Crouching down he tugged at the vibrator inside of you, pushing it deeper inside your swelling cunt. Ripped moans pouring out from your broken lips, your release being edged closer and closer.
'Cum and I wont touch you for a whole week, you'd like that hm? Me not even looking at you? I mean considering how bad you've behaved dont you think your deserve it...?'
'N-no...please...I'll be good...' you sobbed, cries crammed out of you as you purse your thighs shut, knot becoming tighter and tighter as you do everything in your right mind to not cum there and then.
'Really? Well try your best at this one princess...'
His pulsating tongue joined the toy inside of you, your ass clawed and groped at. Clit played with with his split, face buried between your folds and ass, greedily lathering up from all the slick you've coated your body with. Legs shaking and trembling under your touch. Moans screeched out your body, sexy croaked voice sent vibrations from your pussy right to your head.
'Ah..yeah...mmm...' you whined, white flashed and eye sockets sore. Tear stained cheeks glowing red as you lazily grinded your ass back onto his face. Needless humping on and off of his curved tongue inside of you, such a needed chase for your poor...weak...body...
'T'much please...'
'Nope... don't fucking try it...'
Head slung down, mattsun cock strained against his body, Precum coated at his tip as he almost exploded at the sight of your pain...
What a sadist.
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shinras-assassin · 4 years
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1. [unlikely kiss] - Your muse kisses mine, but they are not in a relationship with one another, so it comes as something of a surprise. Works for enemies to lovers, rivals with sexual tension, unrequired-or-is-it dynamics, crushes, etc. (We're bros, but :dogekek: )
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Its a great idea, or so he thinks, in his hazy drunk mind. Because honestly Reno needs to shut up and well there are a few ways he knows he can go about it, but at least five of those ways end with bodily harm and he isn't sure that is the route to go currently.
So he's reaching up grabbing the collar of that unbuttoned shirt and yanking his brother closer.
"Ya talk t'much"
And with that he's smashing their lips together in an awkward quick kiss that he is sure is going to shut the other up or at least make him short circuit for the next hour. Which is what the taller redhead is going for.
Peace and quiet, he lets Reno go with a smug look before flopping down on the couch to scoop up the abandoned remote. Time for his shows!
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wanna-see-my-lease · 7 years
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Love your Pride fics! Any chance ah can get one where the reader was on a case or somethin' and ends up in the water and he rescuews her?
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Show: NCIS New Orleans
Summary: Such a lovely evening cant end with out a splash.
Pairing: Dwayne Pride x Reader
Warnings: Fluff!
Word Count: 329
Reading Time: 1+ minutes-ish
Request: Anons seem to be on a roll with requests, don’t be afraid to send them not on anon, I don't care how many you send in ♥ ♥ Requests are open - check out the prompts list here.
A/N:  Ah'lright, so I might have bent the request a little bit lol but I just couldn’t help it cause this screamed fluff! Thank-you for reading ♥ Feedback is always welcomed and requests are open XoX
Tags: @emilyymichelle @lucifersagents @ncisfanficsandmore @spaceemonkeyyxd @of-badges-and-guns
You thought that a nice walk on the boardwalk would have been a great way to end the day before going to Pride’s bar. You, Pride and your Irish Wolfhound Cashe, just enjoying the sunset. However, things always had a way to change on a dime with you.
Nearing the end of the walk, you all ended up at the pier where you and Pride had a habit of sitting down, legs dangling over the edge. This was a special place for the two of you; it was the place where he first asked you on a date, the place where the two of you first said that you loved each other and the place where he asked you to move in with him. Okay granted he did live where the two of you worked, but it was still some how fitting.
As the two of you were sitting enjoying the sunset, Cashe was getting restless, and wanting to play as she was still somewhat a pup.  As she was bouncing around she came in contact with you catching you off guard and with the weight she had, it pushed you into the water.
When you surfaced from the water all you could hear was the lovely melody of Pride’s laughing. As you pushed your now wet hair out of your face you looked up at him, “Keep laughin’ there King.” You smirked, as you swam over to the end of the dock.
Still somewhat laughing he knelt down and held his hand out for you to take, however it would seem that Cashe still had other plans. As Pride knelt down, she took of running and as she was jumping into the water knocked him into the drink as well. Instantly covering your face from the splash it was your turn to laugh as Pride surfaced.
“Ya'r dog has been hangin’ ‘round LaSalle t'much.” Pride laughed as he swam over to you with a smirk on his face.
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