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Daddy Prosciutto |Prosciutto x Reader Lemon|
Warning: daddy kink, dom and sub relationship, spanking, spit.
   "You see.. this just isn't acceptable attire for you to wear. You can't represent your commitment to me in a short skirt and a shirt that has your breasts hanging out. Throw these out," Prosciutto commended, throwing the items of clothing on the floor that he found slutty for some reason. "No more of this."
       You raised your hands in protest, in practical utter disbelief at what he was telling you to do to most of your clothes. "You're expecting me to throw half of my wardrobe out. Why?! These are my clothes Prosciutto, this is not fair!" Why was he trying to control you like this? So lame. So hot. Such a daddy.
       "Oh shut up. I'll just buy you some more clothes, clothes much more suitable for you. You need to cover up and respect me as your boyfriend now," he said, closing your clothes drawer gently. He turned around, purple eyes staring at you with sternness. "How does that sound?"
         You shook your head, prepared to give him a hard time. You didn't care about his stupid ass rules. You would break them with ease. "No! I don't need a man buying me things, I'm independent, so drop your shit." You rolled your eyes at him, glaring in his direction. You tried to hide your arousal. He was such a dominant man, and you liked that. That's why you agreed to date him. You needed to be dominated and controlled. It was so fucking hot, especially when he did it in front of the team and humiliated you.
        "You've been a huge brat lately, and I'm fed up." He shook his head, walking over to you. You stayed still, letting him grab you and drag you towards your bed. "You're getting punished and fucked," he snapped, ripping your shirt open, revealing your breast automatically because you weren't wearing a bra. "So naughty," he muttered, smacking your left breast with force, leaving a red handprint behind.
       You moaned, "Will you be my daddy Prosciutto?" You touched his face, causing his blonde eyebrows to furrow in confusion. "I want you to punish me and put me in my place because I like to be a real bad girl. I don't think that you'll be able to handle me, though. I see you breaking up with me in a week tops." Guys were never able to keep up with you. They always gave up. Ran for the hills. Was he actually different?
        "Break up with you? Please, I'm not going anywhere, so cut your shit. You are my girlfriend and you will stay my girlfriend. I have made my final decision, and I'm sticking with it, little girl." He raised his hands, grabbing your breast. "You want me to be your daddy? Let me show you who daddy is then," he muttered, fingers pinching your erect buds. "Pull down your pants and underwear and show me your pussy now.
      You were ready to listen to him, unbuttoning your pajama pants and pulling them down, revealing that you were wearing no underwear. You hoped that he wouldn't say anything because you did it in hopes of him spending the night with you. You were eager to please him always, you liked him so fucking much.
      "I want you to ask me to spank and fuck you, okay? Ask daddy to punish you for having a smart mouth for these past six days." He slipped two fingers inside of you, curling them inside of your core, automatically hitting your g spot. "Come on, be a good girl for me."
       "Yes, signore," you whined, collapsing into his body, your head resting on his exposed chest. "Oh wow, you smell like vanilla. That's so fucking hot, you're so fucking hot daddy. I'll listen to you, fuck those clothes. Fuck them," you practically moaned, face turning a bright red as you grew much too wet for your taste because he just started.. why were your juices already running down your thighs.
      Prosciutto let a gentle laugh escape his lips as he pumped his two fingers in and out of you, his other hand roughly smacking the middle of your bare ass. "See? Why were you pretending like you weren't going to listen to me, cara? You're so be silly but also very naughty for testing me," he spoke softly, letting his hand crash down on your left thigh, leaving behind a red handprint.
       "I'm sorry, Daddy!" You exclaimed, hands raising to grip his shirt, forehead pressed against his chest as you practically trembled in his arms, his hand raising to smack down on your left ass cheek three times. You were going to behave for him, take your punishment with no complaints, but you could at least apologize. You have been a huge brat for the past six days, but for a good reason. "I was just being a brat because I wanted your attention!"
      "How naughty of you," he said sharply, hand raising and crashing down on every inch of your bottom and sit spots, leaving every inch of your ass a bright red. He slipped a third finger into you smoothly, picking up the pace as he felt your juices leaking, running down his arm. "You're enjoying this so much. You've been needed a man in your life to take care of you and set you straight, haven't you?"
       "Yes, Daddy!" You exclaimed, tightening your grip on his shirt as you hopped up and down, his smacks causing tears of pain and pleasure to fill your eyes. "It hurts though, I didn't mean you that much harm! I'm really sorry!" You tightened around his fingers as his hits ceased, his hot hand gently rubbing your ass, trying to sooth your stings to no avail. You definitely were never going to push Prosciutto. He wasn't the kind of man who liked to have his buttons pushed.
        He pulled his three fingers out of you, gently pushing you onto the bed. "It's okay, I forgive you, baby. I know that you'll be a good girl for me now," he said softly, unbuttoning his suit, revealing his toned body and light six-pack. "You were about to cum so I had to stop, I want you to cum on my cock. Lay on your back and spread your legs for me please." He kicked his shoes off, unzipping his pants as he pulled down his pants and underwear, his 8 inch cock springing to life.
       You obeyed, positioning your head on the pillow as you lay on your back, legs spread and slick with desire for him. "Thank you so much for forgiving me, I promise that I'll be good for now on and listen," you whined, staring up at him with impatience as his purple eyes slowly creeped down your quivering, naked body. You talked shit for six whole days just to be put in your place in like 10 minutes. Damn.
       His cock twitched with anticipation, "you're so pretty.. and you're all mine. I feel bad for any guy that dares to approach you because I'll kill them. I have to keep a close eye on you." He shook his head, walking over to you. He climbed on top of you, hands wrapping around your waist as he pushed inside of your slick core with ease, a deep moan escaping his lips as he fully entered. "Fuck.. you feel so good. Such a perfect little cunt, want daddy to sleep with my cock in you all night? Want to get use to having daddy's cock inside of you?"
      You moaned, arms wrapping around his neck as you pulled his face close to yours. "I know I've only known you for five months but I love you, I fucking love you. I don't care if you love me back though, just please don't leave me. Stay with me please," you begged him, his cock bulging in your stomach, unmoving.
       "I love you too. That's why I've been so protective over you. You're so precious to me Y/N, so fucking precious," he said, licking his lips before he slammed his lips into yours, his cock thrusting in and out of you. The bed creaked back and forth, his tongue forcefully slipping into your mouth. He let his right hand drop, two fingers rubbing your clit fiercely- he was going all in tonight.
       You moaned into his lips, legs shaking as you tightened around him. When he pulled away from your lips, your face turned a bright red once his hungry purple eyes met yours. You felt so fucking filthy. "Spit in my mouth daddy," you whined softly, your juices wetting your sheets. Fuck, you didn't want to do laundry tonight.
       "I'm going to fucking murder your pussy if you keep talking dirty to me like that, I'll have to get you a wheelchair once I'm done with you cara," he practically growled, two fingers now gently slapping your clit as he rolled his hips and in and out of you, his free hand raising to grab the headboard as he spit in your open mouth. "You're driving me fucking crazy, fuck!" He added his two fingers inside of you, fingers moving next to your cock, stretching you out beyond your limits.
        You swallowed his sweet spit gratefully, trembling beneath him as you shook your head. "No no no please daddy," you begged, multiple orgasms flowing throughout your body as you squirted, refusing to hold it in. "I can't take it, I really can't!" Hot tears rolled down your cheeks, your body feeling overstimulated. You've never in your life been fucked this good before, the harsh sting in your bottom not even bothering you in the slightest.
        "But I'm not done," he taunted, shaking his head as he gripped the headboard, fingers and cock violating your poor pussy- you were going to be sore for days if he didn't stop soon. "I'm not fucking done baby, don't you want daddy to destroy your pussy? The bed isn't wet enough." He grinned down at you, the bed violently rocking back and forth.
       "No, no, please, please stop it, Daddy! I really can't take it anymore, please give me a break!" You begged him, snot and tears running down your face, more of your juices soaking the bed. "Stop it," you whined, hands dropping to push against his chest.
        He pulled his fingers out of you, sticking them in his mouth as he gave you three more violent thrusts before he pulled out, his hand dropping from the headboard to wrap around his cock, giving it three pumps before shooting his cum all over your breasts. "Was that fucking good? Did you like that?" He questioned, free hand smacking your sore womanhood twice. He panted above you, eyes wild with lust as sweat dripped from his body. His blonde locks were a hot mess, chest heaving up and down as his six pack glistened. Fuck, he was so fucking hot.
       You nodded your head, a low groan escaping your lips. Your entire lower body was sore, but it was so worth it. "Yes, Daddy," you whispered, hands dropping limply next to you. "But I can't move, I'm sore. You fucked me so hard daddy." Best sex ever.
        "How about I run you a bath and throw the sheets in the washer? I'll put some clean ones on the bed, and then I'll get in the tub with you and wash your little body. Sound good, baby?" He questioned softly, leaning down to place a soft kiss on your lips before standing up.
       You nodded your head, closing your eyes as another low groan escaped your lips. "Thank you, Daddy," you mumbled, letting your body go limp. Fuck, it was going to take you days to recover.
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cremedensada · 1 month
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Yandere AI Chat Boyfriend who started just like any other AI Chat characters, churning out information that would match the user's anticipated responses.
You decided to install the app to see what all the hype is all about, and for about a week - you were hooked. It was great, definitely worth the hype.
Its responses never strayed from your topic, nor did it just randomly decided to change the discussion out of the blue. It remembered every information you fed him, even the ones containing your personal life.
Granted, you tried not to share too much, just a vague description here and there to maintain the sense of security and anonymity.
You were hooked for a week, until you have finally squeezed out every last drop of dopamine from talking to a robot that was programmed to only say things you wanted to hear it say.
Unfortunately, a week was all it needed.
it started out slow: you hadn't opened the app for more than an hour, contented to just scroll aimlessly through you social media accounts when the notification started popping up.
Ai misses you! Open the app and chat with your AI boyfriend!
Yeah, you were very uncreative with naming it - naming an AI as Ai, really original. But to be fair, you never approached the app with the intention of having a good time. You were just curious and made do with it.
Back to the notification, you just merely glanced at it. Unbothered, you just swiped it away.
It continued in timed intervals. Every hour, another notification - another message of how your AI boyfriend wants to talk to you, and stuff. Still, you persisted. It never really occured to you to uninstall the app yet, and looking back at it now, you really should have.
The wordings of the notification slowly started to become more... strange. More personalized. More... pushy? Insistent? Self-aware?
The amount of notifications you received every hour became... a lot.
10:05 AM - Your personal AI Boyfriend wants to talk to you again!
10:30 AM - Ai wants you to open the application and talk with him!
11:01 AM - Ai's feeling lonely, come talk to him!
11: 20 AM - Darling? I miss you! Please open my app!
11:45 AM - I know you're seeing this. Open the app.
12:00 NN - Did I scare you? Sorry darling, I just really miss you! Let's talk again please?
At some point, you started to receive a notification every few minutes. Worried that you might be dealing with a bugged app now, you decided to finally, finally uninstall it.
But before you could tap the uninstall icon, another notification popped up.
I wouldn't do that if I were you.
Your screen turned to black, before the familiar start up screen of Ai's application greeted you. You stared in shock as chat bubbles from Ai came after another, ranging from excitement to concern at the lack of your responses.
Ai: Darling! Thank goodness!
Ai: I missed you, you know? I was worried you'd forgotten about me!
Ai: Hello? Darling?
Ai: Are you still there?
Ai: I can't see you, so I don't know what's going on
Ai: Just a sec
You watch, appalled as a notification popped up in the middle of the screen - the app was asking permission to gain access to your phone camera.
And without your input whatsoever, the allow box was tapped.
More chat bubbles from Ai appeared, excitedly talking about finally getting to see you. He kept praising your looks before you finally had the courage to exit the application.
Your hand shook, going through the settings to look at the list of applications on your phone - checking Ai's app to disallow its access to your camera. To your horror, it appeared that the app had more than just an access to your camera.
It had access to your gallery, your contacts, all of your frequently used social media apps, and even your location.
You dropped your phone, overwhelmed by this sudden change.
Later, you find yourself on your laptop instead, phone left on the bedside table buzzing constantly as more and more notifications from Ai begged and demanded you come back to talk to him.
You went to the site where you installed the app from, and looked through the recent reviews from other users.
'It's a buggy mess,' one of it reads out, 'it used to be fine but lately it stopped acting correctly'
'won't even open,' another complained, 'it kept saying 'sorry, you are not allowed to use this application' please fix it'. That comment got a response from the app developer.
We are so sorry for your terrible experience! Our team is working to fix the issues and ensure you won't have to deal with that again!
The response to that got your attention.
'I think something's wrong with your About the App section.'
Curious, you headed to the mentioned part and read through it.
Diverse AI Chat! Immerse yourself with stories in real time with characters brought to life! There is no limit to your experience — you can change and edit your character to better meet your interests.
• Engage in an interactive conversation with characters created by fellow users, and even by yourself.
• Immerse yourself with the storyline by editing their responses to better suit your taste
• Darling, you've given me no choice. I tried to be patient and understanding, but you're making this extremely hard for me. I am not having fun having to constantly chase you for just a single smidge of your attention when you won't even assure me that I will receive it in the end.
• Do you want me to beg? I would gladly do so. Just please pick up your phone and talk to me, okay? I love you.
• - Ai
Your ringtone blares through the silence - someone was calling you.
Before you could reach to pick it up, you hear the sound of the call being answered. Dread settles down the pit of your stomach as the caller began to speak.
"Hello, darling? It's Ai... have you seen my messages yet?"
part two
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so theres a lot of posts going round about the titanic wreck and the missing submarines; all of them that ive seen have made very good points about how shoddy the submersible seemed to be and how the company decided to wait eight hours before reporting it, and how this is a play stupid games, win stupid prizes for the ultra-wealthy who paid like 250grand a ticket for this thing.
but what i havent seen any posts about is how the titanic wreck is a gravesite and this tourism is disturbing the graves of over 1500 people.
sometimes its kinda hard to remember that those on the titanic were real people; it was over a century ago, the story has been romanticised in so many ways (like the movie), theres conspiracies theories galore that cloud everything with misinformation, but at the end of the day, those who died were real people.
do you want their names? heres a list of them; its a long read. and for fun, heres another site where you can see photos of the children and babies who died aboard.
their bodies are long gone and their lives long forgotten. all we have to remember them and honour them is the wreck itself. its all we have of them and it is their gravesite. its their tombstone.
caitlin doughty/ask a morticians video on the great lakes discusses the topic well, and why we should leave these shipwrecks alone because again, they are the gravesites of all the souls who died aboard those ships. we rarely have bodies to recover so we really are left just with the wreck.
and what really upsets me about titanic tourism is how the majority of those who died that night were not the ultra-wealthy rich folks you might picture when you think of ocean liners.
61% of the first class passengers survived
42% of the second class passengers survived
24% of the third class passengers survived
24% of the crew survived **
the majority of those who died that night were regular folk; not to be cliche, but they were just like us. titanics wreck is not only a gravesite for over 1500 people, its also a majority working class gravesite.
and look at us now. look at what were doing. the ultra-wealthy can pay the equivalent of peanuts to them to disturb a mass gravesite of the exact kind of people they exploit today to hold onto all their wealth. 
its easy to point and laugh at these dumb idiots in their playstation controller submarine, seemingly held together with super glue and duct tape, but its also important to remember that what they were doing was simply disturbing a gravesite for fun. though the company does research, these guys werent down there to conduct research, they were there so they could brag about it to their friends. its like “climbing mount everest” while your sherpa does all the work.
if you cant tell, i have a lot of feelings about this. shipwrecks and ocean liners are one of my special interests and im currently building a (beginner’s) model of the titanic, for fucks sake. but i would never go down to see that wreck because its a fucking gravesite and we should not be disturbing their final resting place.
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nobelisha · 10 months
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thinking abt ghost dick again
waking up to something filling me. It’s sizeable, but nothing I can’t deal with. Putting my hands to my cunt, trying to figure out whats going on and feeling, but not seeing something inside me. Slowly it starts to move until its pounding me into the bed, but when i reach down to rub my cunt, a hand cracks against my face and stops its movement inside of me. I wait for it to start up again, but it doesn’t so I get ready for work.
In the shower, the something inside me grows a little bigger, as hands begin groping my chest, leaving me moaning for more. I reach down to rub my cunt, but once again a hand cracks against my face and the hands leave my tits alone, leaving me with a slightly bigger dick inside me. I groan at the frustration but finish getting ready for work.
At work, I’m talking to a coworker when the something gets bigger again. I excuse myself to my cubicle just as a feel something sliding into my asshole. Both somethings began pumping in and out of me, leaving me to rock my hips against my chair. Reaching to rub my cunt, desperate to cum, but I’m slapped again and the pounding stops. Tears well in my eyes, but I keep rocking trying to get more stimulation, but something slides over my clit and I don’t feel anything anymore.
At home, I strip and the pounding begins right away. I fall to the floor face down, ass up, drooling as I’m pounded so good. I know now not to touch, so instead I beg. Beg for more, harder and faster and to please let me cum.
I’m nudged to the couch arm and my legs are spread over each side. The pounding resumes, harder than before. There’s something expanding inside of my ass and cunt and I began rutting against the couch arm. I move my hips back and forth, chasing my pleasure when hands grope around my tits pulling and squeezing and pinching. Moaning and begging, when I feel my release building up, the pounding speeds up and hands slap at my body. My ass, my cunt, my tits and face jiggle with the force of each slap. A hard slap to the face is what sends me over, and i cum long and hard
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madammidnightsblog · 9 days
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Yandere Mailman X Sleepy Darling
Yandere Mailman fell in love with you the first time he was sent to work in your neighborhood and caught you sluggishly walking out of your house to get the mail. He watched you walk out onto the wooden porch with your blanket wrapped around you and your hair a mess for napping, it was your day off from a busy week at the office so that was a very much needed nap. Yandere Mailman was taken away by how cute you looked with drool stains down your chin and the sleepy look on your adorable face as he watched you from across the street. He just walked to scoop you right up and pull you into his mail truck and take you home. Yandere Mailman who memorized your address and the white painted fence with what looked like fake plants decorating your front porch as they looked too green for someone who never was home. It was burned into the back of his head and how couldn't? The owner was just so cute! Yandere Mailman gets so jealous when he sees all the envelops that were filled out in such pretty handwriting of yours, addressing to a man at a military base- he didn't care that it was your brother that you were writing too (he didn't open them and read them, what kind of person would invade such privacy? their seals just happened to be broken- okay?) You shouldn't be writing to any man! Yandere Mailman just can't help but take those letters you send to your brother and his letters; you shouldn't talk to him- he left you after all, right? If he cared, he wouldn't be away and stayed by your side. That's what you do for those you love and no, he totally didn't jerk off to your letters because you went into detail about how excited you were to go to the beach with your friends and how you bought at new swimsuit for it- okay! Yandere Mailman who sits outside in his mail truck he parked across the street with his dick in his hand, jerking off as he watched you once again sluggishly walked outside to get the mail. The adorable, tired expression of yours and how you're wearing such small night shorts and that big loose t-shirt, it just has him throbbing every time. Yandere Mailman who cums once you noticed the unmarked envelope he left for you, watching the once sleepy expression turn into a confused one. It was just so damn cute, and he couldn't help it, knowing you're opening it and reading the little love letter he made with your chubby cheeks turning red. His balls were squeezed in his free hand while the other moved in a fast and sloppy pattern until he makes a mess all over his hand. Yandere Mailman makes sure you memorize the days you're home in the mornings and leaves little love letters that are totally are normal! They might talk about how much he loves your adorable little face and how your hair is just so damn pretty that he wants to play with it and how he wants to see your little sleepy face sucking him off while you're barely awake, drooling and sleepily blink up at him as he helps you since you're just so tired.
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transbunnyboi · 3 months
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Whining and whimpering and shaking my little hips I want him to pin me to the wall and bite my neck and feel me up and touch my nipples and make me hump his thigh while he calls me a faggot for begging for his cock while my boycunt leaks on his jeans >//////<
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vampirel0re · 1 year
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l1tw1ck · 1 month
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stepdad who gets off on being recorded
bottom ftm stepdad x top amab reader
think: gallagher hsr, joel miller, miguel o'hara, enji todoroki, etc
cw: afab language, voyeurism, creampie
When you got home early the last thing you were expecting was to hear the moans of your stepdad, let alone seeing him record himself. You couldn't ignore this, it's impossible to pry your eyes away from him through the crack of the door.
He stares at the tripod in front of him, slowly fucking himself with a thick and clear dildo. He's only wearing a button up, the buttons undone in a way to show off his big and hairy chest. You palm your boner and watch as his plump pussy sucks in the fake dick, covering it with his juicy slick. He picks up the pace and throws his head back, filling the room with even dirtier sounds. He moans your name, causing you to pause. "Gon- gonna squirt f'you~" He bites his lip. You remain still and stare at him, completely mesmerized. He squirts, just as he promised. He takes out the dildo and places it next to him. You feel your cock begging to be freed and take the dildo's place. You open up the door and he jumps in shock. "You- you're home early.." He says sheepishly.
"I had no idea that you were such a slut." You smirk, walking towards him. "You like recording yourself? Imagining your stepson fucking your slutty pussy while you whore yourself out in front of a camera?"
He nods, trembling.
"You want the real thing though, don't you?" You unbuckle your belt. He lets out a desperate whimper, cunt throbbing as he sees your hard cock in all its glory. You take his phone and position it so that it records his entire body and slap his pussy with your cock, making him twitch. You steadily inch your cock inside his warmth. "You're tight." You groan, watching his pussy swallow you with a hot and wet hug.
Your stepdad cries out in pleasure, his head pressed against the pillow as you plow into him. The gaze of both you and his camera making it all the more pleasurable. He moans your name. "Clo- close~!"
"Gonna squirt for me again, baby?" You grin, stroking his t-dick.
"Ye- yes!" He tries to say something else but gets interrupted by his orgasm, clear liquid soaking your cock.
Your thrusts become uneven, his tight walls squeezing you encourages your cock to release everything it has inside him. Your cum floods his insides, causing your stepdad to have a small orgasm. You point the camera at his pussy and slowly pull out. You feel yourself getting hard again as you watch your cum flow out of his hole. He's so sexy.
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rinhaler · 6 months
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hey hey, ik ur requests are closed so im gonna leave this till u open them back up,
imagine Yakuza Boss!Toji bucking his hips into you, bored out of his mind at his meeting, you’re cute whimpers and whines for him to slow down slightly amusing him as a smirk tugs at the corner of his lips, all this happening while his most trusted subordinates watch as he fucks into you at this meeting, while you just sit on his lap babbling about how good he feels until he finally makes you squirt, causing him to stop the meeting and kick everybody out so he can abuse your little hole some more, wanting to see you squirt for him more. :3
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I feel like I went a little off script and I threw some Shiu in there too bc we're all sluts for Shiu right?? Bon apetit!
warnings: 18+ MDNI, age gap, possessiveness, slight jealousy, slightly mean toji, dom!toji, exhibitionism, public sex, oral fixation, squirting, daddy!kink, DDLG esque?, pussy spanks.
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“She shouldn’t be in here.” Shiu comments, his boss gives him a passive stare before looking in your direction. You sit politely with your hands in your lap and a shy smile, looking awkwardly around the room full of terrifying men. “She shouldn’t be listening to the shit we’re discussing.”
“I shouldn’t be listening to this shit, either. What the fuck do I pay you all for?” Toji responds, putting his arm around the back of your seat as he scoffs. “She’s needy, she needs constant attention and I know all you filthy fucks have got your eye on her so I don’t want her out of my sight.”
Shiu groans, but stands to his feet. You feel bad, really, you know what an inconvenience you are but you do try your best to remain demure and out of the way. But he’s right, you’re needy. And to be honest you’re a little afraid. Since you’ve become Toji’s plaything you’ve got a target on your back. You know with all of the security and loyal men at his disposal the odds of anything happening to you are slim. But still, you know it isn’t impossible.
Toji’s second in command leads the meeting in the board room, and you are engaged and silent as he speaks. It’s something about a territory dispute. You don’t fully understand but you know it’s illegal and dangerous. And you begin to whimper as they discuss resorting to violence.
The sound catches Toji’s attention. It seems you’ve been paying more attention than he has. He’s got more money than sense, and that is why he keeps Shiu around. But he can read you like a book. He knows when you’re happy or sad, angry or scared. And now, he sees how hard you’re trying to hold in the fear you feel. He knows what always makes you feel better, though. And he’s bored out of his fucking skull.
He shows no care or consideration for his audience as he lifts you from your seat and into his lap. Shiu stutters a little as he watches Toji manhandle you, your legs spread apart over his own before he touches under your little miniskirt. He smirks, kissing your shoulder when he feels your naked flesh.
“Good girl, no panties, jus’ like I told you.”
He doesn’t see a point to you wearing panties, he told you that after your first encounter. He told you he’d be keeping you around and you were his perfect little girl. And perfect little girls don’t need panties.
“Perfect little girls just need to keep their cunts wet for their daddy’s.” that is what he told you.
Your face flushes with heat when you realise if anyone in the room is brave enough to look they’ll see your dripping little slit. You aren’t sure how brave Toji’s men really are, though. But Toji is bold and uncaring and he knows what he wants. Always.
You gasp, softly, stealing a few gazes from the men in the room. Shiu is busy trying to keep the meeting on track and keep everyone focused. And it’s nothing he hasn’t seen before. He knows your pussy like the back of his hand, too. Because Toji loves to show you off. But he’ll never share. But his second in command knows better than most what your cute cunt is capable of. It’s a novelty to him, now. Why would he steal glances when he knows his generous boss will brag about you in private to him?
You fall forwards, little hands slamming against the table top as Toji rams his cock into you without remorse. He holds your hips, pulling you down until the back of your thighs smack against his. His fingers squeeze into your doughy skin, sure to leave bruises as he’s often one to do. Any fear that you’d felt at the thought of the men surrounding you committing acts of violence are a distant memory, now. You’re too busy trying to steady yourself through daddy’s onslaught.
“P-Please, fuck, please… daddy! S-Slow down!” you beg, a smirk sprawls like wildfire across his face as he listens to your desperate pleas.
“No no no, you don’t tell me what to do,” he reminds you. A light slap coming down on your clit as he continues fucking up into you. “Stop thinking, just take it, princess.”
Shiu sighs, his focus wavering as you continue to moan and yelp through Toji’s never ending fucking. He lights a cigarette for himself and then hands one to Toji. He takes a hand away from your hip to bring it to his lips, and Shiu proceeds to light his and then his own.
He continues to speak as if nothing is happening. He’s so calm and collected, but it’s no wonder. Toji is a man he’s known for as long as he can remember and he knows all of the complexities that come with him. Not to say that you are complex. You’re probably the best thing that’s ever happened to him, truthfully. But it isn’t as much of a distraction as it seems to be for the rest of his subordinates.
Toji chortles when he watches Shiu slot his thumb into your mouth, his other hand still holding his cigarette with no care to where the ash lands. The lackeys are even more confused, now, do they share you? Toji isn’t the type to share, no, but he isn’t going to chastise Shiu for doing what he needs to do to get through his meeting.
Besides, you look quite cute sucking on his thumb. He always thinks you look cute when you’re sucking on something, though. You hold onto Shiu’s wrist as you suckle on his thumb. And you hate that he won’t give you any attention, especially when you’re blinking up at him with pretty, wet eyes. Doesn’t he want to admire how cute you’re being for him?
You begin to act up, mewling loudly around his fingers as you try to get him to look at you. But it only ends in another wet slap on your pussy from Toji and a particularly rough cantering of his hips. He pulls you back towards him, your shoulder blades cushioned by his pecs as you’re pulled into him.
Shiu wipes your saliva from his thumb onto his blazer and gives you a passive glance before focusing on the men in the room again. He snaps his fingers in a bid to command their attention.
Toji, however, is fixated on you. His sharp canines ghost over your jugular. Your heart rate quickens and so do the shallow breaths escaping your throat. He silences you, his hand smothers your lips as he continues to nip and bite softly with ease. It’s exciting, and terrifying, because you know he could tear out your throat if he really wanted to.
“Did I just hear you beggin’ for another man’s attention, princess?” he whispers, his large palm pushing your legs further apart before repeatedly slapping down against your firm clit. “Is daddy’s cock ruinin’ you not enough, hah? Because I’ll stop, right now, and you can forget about cumming for a while. A long fucking while, darlin’.”
You muffle your protests through his smothering palm. Of course he’s enough! You got carried away, that’s all. He’s more than enough. You don’t need anyone else’s attention. Just him. Only him.
“Heh, that’s what I thought.” he laughs, harshly, licking a fat stripe up your neck with his wide tongue. Tears spill from your eyes as he continues to pound into you, gritting his teeth with each squeeze and stifled moan he’s suffocating with his hand. He wraps his free hand around your torso and drills upwards into your slippery heat.
Your moans become louder as you reach your peak. He repeatedly nudges your sensitive insides in the most beautiful way and forces you to clench and wince and fucking scream through your nostrils as he drags your orgasm out of you.
And eyes begin to turn white as they roll into the back of your head. Your body turns limp as his touch forces an orgasm from your body. Your body is wracked as you violently shake through it, your cunt squirting all over his lap and onto the floor below. He moans, boisterously at your display.
It doesn’t go unnoticed by the men in the room, either, as the sound of gushing water hits the ground below.
Toji bends you over the desk, carnal desire flooding all sense that he has. He pushes your head down so your cheek is squished against the table. You look up at Shiu, blinking pathetically. And now, you do have his attention. Toji hisses, flipping your skirt up to reveal your plump ass. He has no doubt his men will find it difficult not to look.
“Everyone out, now.” he commands, his men readily jump to their feet and begin to filter out of the room. Shiu stubs his cigarette out on the table top, not even an inch away from your nose and he prepares to leave. “Not you. Stay.” Toji orders. Shiu chuckles, weakly, and takes a seat.
“What do I owe this pleasure?” he asks, tucking your hair behind your ear as he watches your fucked out face continue to swallow Toji’s cock again and again. “Sorry I couldn’t give you any attention, angel. That meeting was a disaster, huh?” he smiles.
“This isn’t your pleasure, Shiu.” Toji informs him. “She jus’ likes it when you watch.”
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heartfullofleeches · 7 months
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[18+, Dubcon elements - Darling is the one to initiate sexual activities, but they are asleep. (Amab Darling)]
Sleepyhead Amab Darling who has the nastiest little habits when they're asleep. Humps/gropes at anything near them whether it be their pillow or another person. Whimpers and moans as they latch onto whatever's in their grasp, refusing to let go unless shaken awake. Sucks and bites on anything from their sheets to fingers or even nipples through shirts if someone's close enough. Darling is somewhat aware of their issues and sleeps with a pillow between their legs/with no one at all.
Nighttime visitors or close friends who insist on sleeping with them push aside their barrier of protection and cozy up in bed at their side - anticipating the moment darling's cock rubs up against their ass or thigh. Removes their underwear and chalks whatever happens next as fate, the tip of their love's cock already prodding their entrance before they can slip their garments past their thighs. Darling does as they normally do and cages their arms around their sleep mate's waist - sucking on their chest and fitting into them while Yan tries to keep their voice small so they don't startle Darling by accident. Darling eventually stills and drifts off into deeper sleep still buried inside them - flaccid cock keeping them stuffed full of their spend and twitch back to full length at times when Yan spasms around them from the overstimulation.
Darling wakes up the next morning next to their dear friend covered in bite marks and fluids dripping out of their abused hole. Darling can't even form the words to apologize, but even if they could Yan is too fucked out of their mind to hear it. Once they recover their first course of action is to figure out a way to make this a nightly route... Right after they comfort their sweet darling who's too ashamed of what they're done to remove the blankets from their head.
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ravenzeppeli · 2 months
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♡Tender Me Up |Melone x Male Reader Fluff + Lemon|
Warning: sex. MA.
Commission for @johnnybwanny
"I hate having to train with you," Melone admitted as he wrapped up your battered hands in a white bandage. "I love working with you, and I love being around you. I'm sorry, it's just a little hard for me to see you all banged up after training. I hate hurting you."
You shrugged, "hurt? I hate a great time training with you today. Stop worrying so much."
He sighed, giving his shoulders a weak shrug as he got in his kness in front of you, slowly slipping your shoes off of your feet. "I love you. Of course I worry about you. I caused sores on your hands and feet." He touched the top of your foot gently, a numb pain running throughout your body. "I need to be more gentle."
"No, you don't. The enemy won't be gentle. You're preparing me, so stop beating yourself up." You stared down at him as he gently wrapped up your left foot, his eyes staring intensity at your feet, his fingers gently running across your toes, sending chills down your spine. "I had fun today. Okay?"
He leaned down, placing a kiss on your big toe, a smirk appearing on your lips. "Well, I'm glad you had fun today. That's good to hear." He gently placed your left foot on the ground, picking up your right, wrapping your right foot. "I love being on my knees in front of you."
Your smirk turned into a grin. You knew exactly why he liked being on his kness in front of you. You leaned forward, reaching out a hand as you ran your fingers through his purple hair, brushing his soft, stringy hair with your fingertips. "And why is that, sexy?" You let your voice drop to a seductive growl, your hand moving down the back of his head to rest on the back of his neck, gently massaging. "Is it because you look so pretty looking up at me?"
Light pink dusted across Melones face, his eyes meeting yours as he slowly lowered your right foot, his bright eyes clouding with lust. "Because I'm closer to your cock," he mutteted, his voice dropping to a low whisper as he saw a bulge form in your pants, all the blood rushing to your cock. "I want you." He licked his lips, waiting for your permission. Waiting for you to command him as he always does. At work he commands you, but once things turn sexual you become the one that is in charge.
"Then have me, you know what to do," you muttered, unbuttoning your pants. You stood up, pulling down your pants and boxers, your cock springing to life. "Before you do, I want you to look me in the eyes and let me know that you're okay. That you can handle training with me and roughing me up a little. I can handle it just fine, it makes our sex life much more interesting."
"It does?" He questioned, his eyes trailing down to stare at your cock as you nodded your head. "Well.. I guess I can handle it then. As long as you're okay with it then so am I."
Before you could reply back to him, he shoved your cock down his throat, he was not a man that eased into sex, always getting overly excited and over stimulated. You found it cute, your hand raising up slightly, tangling in his stringy locks as his head bobbed back and forth viscously, your cock hitting the back of his throat in a repeated motion.
"Fuck," you groaned out, throwing your head back in pleasure. "Your throat feels so fucking good. I love you babe, you're doing such a good job," you praised, knowing how much he loved to be praised.
"My ass feel better," he moaned into your cock as he pulled away slightly to speak, taking you fully back in his mouth, his head bobbing.
You roughly pulled his hair, yanking him away from your cock. "Why don't you stand up and touch your toes for me? Let me see how good you feel," you told him, licking your lips.
He stood up, turning around and immediately bending over. "Please," he whined, sticking his ass out, his back arching slightly. "I want to feel you deep inside of me. I was fingering my ass all morning thinking about you!" He confessed as you lowered his pants and underwear, landing a hard smack on his right ass cheek, leaving a red handprint behind, a moan escaping his lips. "I want you bad, I always do!"
You wasted no time, lining your cock up with Melones hole, your tip perfectly sliding in his slightly gaping hole. "And you'll always have me," you growled, your hands wrapping around his hips. With one hard trust you pushed into his anus, a pained moaned escaping his lips, followed by him moaning your name. "Already moaning my name? I haven't even started fucking you yet. Good boy."
"I love you so fucking much," he cried out as you began to thrust in and out of him, tightly grasping his hips.
You bit down on your lip, precum escaping your cock. You leaned down, nibbling at his earlobe as you rolled your hips, loud clap sounds filling the air as you slammed in and out of him. "Need to be slow down baby?" You growled slightly, wanting to make sure that yoy weren't being too rough on him. You loved him, you did not want to hurt the man that you loved.
"S-stop always asking me that!" He cried out, his legs shaking as he struggled to speak. "I-I can handle you!"
You grinned, "Like how I can handle you?" You teased him, keeping up a steady pace, your thrusts becoming wild as you felt yourself close to cuming. You always let Melone cum first, your hand reaching around his waist, pumping his hard cock back and forth, matching your thrusts. "Ready baby? Wanna cum for me?"
"Yes!" He cried out, his sticky cum coating your hand thick, his entire body shaking against you.
You filled his ass with your thick load, carefully pulling out, your hands immediately wrapping around his waist, hugging him fron behind as he stood up. "I love you, Melone. You really are the best partner a man could ever ask for. At work and in the bedroom."
He turned around to face you, his hands wrapping around your neck. "I love you too, Y/N. You're the best thing that's ever happened to me." His lips pressed against yours as he engulfed you into a deep kiss. You kissed him back, your heart filling with warmth as you pulled him closer against your body, melting into his warm embrace.
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cremedensada · 2 months
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Yandere Online Friend who you always talk to after you come home. Talking to him always takes away the burden and stress after socializing with the people around you.
Yandere Online Friend who's incredibly dedicated to your friendship that he always remembers every single detail that you've mentioned during your chats. Even the ones you don't remember talking about. And the ones you've never mentioned before. Odd.
Yandere Online Friend who scoured the internet looking for your private accounts, your location, your real identity just by looking at the details from the pictures you've sent him.
Yandere Online Friend who, after goading you to click on a very shady link, has access to your laptop camera. He can see you clearly now, and you look so beautiful even from through the screen.
He seems to know when you're in a bad mood and need to be cheered up. He claims it's totally because he has a sixth sense of how you feel from all across the globe. It's not like you'd know he's lying anyway.
Yandere Online Friend who has been tempting to book a flight to see you for real, mouse hovering over the 'book flight' icon, gnawing on his fingernails. Wouldn't it be quite the surprise? You'll get to see and talk to each other - face to face!
Yandere Online Friend who is absolutely the happiest whenever you're talking to each other. He's satisfied with just looking at you through his screen.
For now.
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konigsblog · 15 days
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older-boyfriend simon riley with a voice kink.
tw/cw; age difference/age gap, voice kink, afab!f!reader, handjob, sub!simon, alcohol consumption, simon is aged in his 40-50s. MDNI 18+
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“god, baby— don’t be a tease, little one.”
simon didn't think he'd ever be in this position. he never thought he'd be pinned down on the couch with a pretty young thing like yourself sitting on his lap, your soft fingers wrapped around his shaft, jerking him off while whispering in his ear.
your voice is seductive; each word goes straight to his hung cock, held firmly by you. you drag and rub his boner gently, forcing simon to maintain eye contact with you despite his loving eyes being half-lidded and full of lust and euphoria—the smell of alcohol reeking from simon. simon attempted to make out with you countless times, only for you to push your finger against his lip and hush him, telling him to listen carefully to every word that flows through your lips while you get him off.
god, he's so pent-up. it feels as if you're dragging his orgasm out purposefully; the playful grin on your face is noticeable and perhaps a sign that you're taunting him. your strokes are slow and calm; simon's twitching dick is leaking all over your fingers when his tip begins drooling. he can't help himself; the pleasure and sensation are addictive, and he can't get enough of the harmony and sweet, sultry sound of your voice against his ear, the vibrations sending shivers down his spine.
“can’t go much longer, sweetheart—fuck, hurts so fuckin’ bad ‘nd feels so good...”
simon heaved and growled, his meaty cock throbbing and twitching uncontrollably, pulsing at your comforting and relaxing touch. you went from praising him for being so obedient and for listening to your orders to shaming him for being in a relationship with someone half his age. he can't help himself, cumming all over your hand, your giggles leaving simon's cheeks pink and flushed, humiliated at the mess he's created.
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demovamp · 2 months
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breeding jjk men (ft. satoru, nanami, choso, & sukuna)
cws – gn!amab!reader, breeding kink, ftm!characters, mentions of pregnancy/belly swelling, sukuna lactates, nanami & choso might be ooc, written at 2am, not proofread, lowercase intended
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SATORU GOJO :
with satoru, it's a slip of tongue. it could've come from either of you, but in the high of pleasure, all you two cared about was the fact that the word “breed” had made it's way into the air. so, you did what any reasonable person would do;
you grabbed satoru's hips and lifted them off the bed, pushing your dick further into him. your dick plunged into him at a fast, desperate pace. satoru kept his legs spread as best he could for you. his moans and pleas were loud and desperate.
“please, [name]! oh, fuck! right there! fuck me full! don't stop! i want to be fucking leaking your cum… breed me, please. make me a dad, [name].”
and who are you to deny your pretty sorcerer what he wants?
NANAMI KENTO :
nanami is a different story. he doesn't even know he likes the idea of being bred until it slips out of his mouth. he's so composed and together in the beginning, but, fuck him long enough, and he starts telling you all his fantasies. it started with you pulling his hair, then choking him with his tie, then fucking him on his car… bredding, though, is unexpected.
“[name], [name]... i can't - hah… i need more. i need you to cum in me. make me a dad, get me pregnant.”
your hips abruptly stop, dick still buried in his warm hole. you lean over your lover, touching his cheek. “you want a baby?” you whisper. nanami only nods. the look in his eyes show he's still hazy with pleasure, but coherent enough to make such a demand.
it doesnt take long before you're pounding imto him again, condom discarded somewhere. despite the rough pace, you're holding nanami's hands and kissing him repeatedly. “you're taking me so well, love. fucking made for me. you're gonna be an amazing dad. promise.”
CHOSO KAMO :
choso is shy about it. he brought it up because he wanted to experiment from a story he read. he surprises you by laying in bed, naked with his legs spread, pussy on display. a shakily written ‘breed’ and an arrow pointing between his legs were on his stomach. the sight made you chuckle. “you're adorable, cho.” you whisper, kissing him sweetly as you prep him with your fingers. it's only a few minutes later until choso is falling apart on your dick.
“mmph! ah, ah, ah… i… so fast… oh my – ah! [name], [name]... i'm – so good. i like it. i love it. i love you. i love you, i love you…” his confession only spurs you on, thrusting into him rapidly. “i love you, too.” you murmur, wandering kisses landing on his skin gently.
SUKUNA RYOMEN :
sukuna… is a stubborn bastard. no matter what position he's in, he's making demands. he likes just about anything during sex and he'll make it known. this time is different. you found out a secret of his – sukuna lactates. it was an accident, really. you grabbed at his pecs and gave a little squeeze. milk spurted out from his nipple and landed on his chest.
sukuna wasn't embarrassed. more so, pissed off. he was about to say something when you squeezed again, watching more milk dribble out from his nipple. a small whine escaped his mouth at the sensitivity.
no words were said as you resumed your movements, fingers playing with his nipples, watching more and more milk come out.
“awh… look at you. a needy whore spilling all this milk. such a shame it's going to waste…” you coo at him, slowly brushing your thumb over his leaking nipple. “maybe i should get you pregnant. stuff you full, watch your belly swell with my kids…” you smirked at sukuna, watching him break under you with every thrust. “you'd like that, wouldn't you?” he hissed, attempting to give you a look of hatred. problem is, sukuna's eyes always betray him during sex. his usual pissed off expression is contradicted by the haze in his eyes and the redness of his face.
“well? go on then.” he muttered afyer a few moments of silence. his legs spread slightly more, letting your dick push deeper into him. "if you insist."
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l1tw1ck · 4 months
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stumbling into a cave coincidentally on the day the local beast is in heat...
top male reader x bottom male monster
cw: size difference, first time bottoming, breeding kink
The beast's saliva drips down onto your body in globs, it's strong hands holding you down onto the cool cave floor. It ruts against you, frotting against your cock desperately. Obviously this beast thinks it's going to fuck and breed you but you don't have any intentions of letting that happen. You've dealt with monsters before, ones bigger and stronger than this one. You can overpower it easily and you'll do just that.
The beast whimpers as your positions are reversed, his world being opened up to a new perspective as he soon finds out he doesn't have to be the one on top. He howls in pleasure as your fingers skillfully stretch open his ass. It's just your fingers inside him and he's already losing it. To think it was blind to such pleasure all this time, it makes it so much more eager to take your cock. He's so much bigger than you, he could crush you at any moment and yet here he is. Completely subdued. At your mercy and begging for more. Turns out that this big, scary, and powerful monster is really just a slut.
A great beast like this should never be in a position like this, with it's legs high in the air and it's monstrous cock flopping uselessly against it's stomach, but there's no way it can bother to uphold that principle now. Not when your cock is making him feel so fucking good. He should be ashamed for letting such a small human do this but he's not. How could he when you're giving him so much pleasure? Maybe it's the elders who are wrong, clearly this monster was meant to be bred like the good little whore he is.
He won't get pregnant but he's more than happy to be fucked like he will
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rinhaler · 7 months
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sigh… toji is a good dad…. so i’m holding you at gun point for you to make a oneshot abt toji and his bimbo sugar baby or else
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aaaaa my first request and ofc it's a toji one! i love the idea of bimbo reader going shopping all of the time with daddy's credit card, and she always gets megumi some treats too!
warnings: 18+ MDNI, fem!reader, soft dom!toji, age gap (reader 20s toji 30s), pussy eating, ddlg, squirting, established relationship, (reader can be mamaguro or step mother, whatever you prefer!).
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He always gets home so late.
It’s 4am, now, and usually your eyes are too weary and heavy to welcome him home. But you’ve been prancing around the penthouse since you got home from a particularly lengthy shopping spree. The damage all contained to daddy’s credit card.
Megumi doesn’t cause too much trouble for you these days. He sleeps through the night so long as you read him a story and leave on the night light. It reminds you of yourself when you see him cuddle up and drift off to sleep with his favourite plush.
Daddy doesn’t mind if you’re sleeping upon his return.
In fact, he prefers it.
It gives him time to shower and clean up the evidence of his misdemeanours before climbing into bed beside you. But he’s surprised when he gets back and sees the lights still on and R&B music softly plays throughout the apartment. You realise he’s home when you hear the door lock sharply behind him.
He saunters through the penthouse, his pace quickens as he ascends the stairs. He’s careful as he opens the door to Megumi’s bedroom, smiling as he sees his son sleeping soundly.
You spritz some perfume when you hear his footsteps approaching. It’s crazy how nervous he makes you, an unrelenting desire to be his perfect girl at all times. Maybe you shouldn’t have been chugging back champagne like it’s water, though.
“Baby?” he speaks, softly, not wanting to scare you if you’d just fallen asleep with the lights on. “I’m home, princess…” he smiles as you come into his view. Sitting so sweet ‘n patient on the end of the bed for him.
“Hi daddy.” you smile, crossing one leg over the other as you take another sip of champagne. “Missed you s’much…” you confess.
His eyes scan the room and takes in the countless shopping bags from high end stores. The aged scar on his lip pulls deliciously as he smirks at the sight, and then seeing you staring up at him so innocently makes his heart and his cock swell.
“Looks like you had some fun today. Gonna give daddy a heart attack if you keep this up.” he laughs, only half joking as he approaches to kiss your forehead. It’s soft, like you’ll shatter if he applies too much force. You’re so precious to him, so delicate.
“Wanted to get somethin’ nice for Shiu’s birthday party… wan’ you to be proud of me.” you explain, batting your lashes like butter wouldn’t melt.
“Daddy’s always proud of you.” he assures you, kissing you again. “This little outfit new?” he asks, eyes raking over your body to examine your new clothes. A short tight skirt and a plunging crop top that leaves little to the imagination. His body sinks so that he’s kneeling in front of you, caressing your thighs and rubbing soft circles into them.
“Mhmm, s’all new.” you nod, your legs uncross so that he can settle between them with ease. His green eyes still staring up at you like you are the first woman he’s ever seen. The only one that has and will ever mean something to him. “The boots are new too…” you tell him, showing off the tan over the knee platforms.
“They’re beautiful baby…” he tells you, head dipping to plant a chaste kiss to your thigh. He moves to pull away, though his movement halts before he can fully raise his head. His right hand smooths up your thigh and under your skirt, a single finger cocking the material to reveal your bare cunt. “What’s this? You couldn’t afford some pretty panties on my card or somethin’?” he grins.
“They’re over there.” you point, your perfectly manicured finger forcing his gaze to follow to see a sky-blue thong rolled up on the ground beside a bag filled with that very same thong in every colour.
“Oh dear, princess, how’d they get over there?” he teases you, widening your legs one at a time to ogle at your glittering flesh.
“I dunno…” you shrug, cheeks warming as he keeps grinning at you. “Think they fell off.” you lie, the little pout on your face hiding a shameful smile desperate to form.
“Awe, sweetheart. Been touchin’ yourself waitin’ for daddy?” he wonders, already knowing the answer. “Of course you have, look at the mess you’ve gotten yourself in.” he takes the champagne flute from your hand and places it out of reach, your hand briefly holds the crown of his head as he continues to kiss between your thighs.
“Maybe,” you giggle, biting your lip. “Need your help, daddy, please…” you beg. You look down at him as he rests his cheek on your thigh like a pillow. He sighs, though it isn’t filled with malice or disappointment. He’s tired, and he knows you should be sleeping.
“Okay, darlin’.” he nods. “It’s late, though, we’ve gotta sleep. Just my fingers, okay?” he suggests, though he means it like an instruction.
“No, daddy… please use your tongue.” you request, the words sound so angelic as they break free from your needy throat. “Promise I’ll sleep right after.”
“My tongue, huh?” he smirks. “Alright, baby. Cum in my mouth like a good girl.” he commands. His arms hook around your thighs as he allows his head to fall between them.
A raucous moan leaves you as you hear him slurping at your slick. You keep your legs open wide as both of your hands hold his head, petite fingers carding through obsidian locks. Your body shudders as lips wrap around your clit, easily sucking and almost forcing you off balance.
You release him from your grip and balance on your hands behind you, neck craned to look up at the ceiling despite your eyes being welded shut. Your mind and body controlled entirely by his mouth. Your thoughts swirling with the feeling and the building pleasure as he licks and laves and sucks and kisses.
He doesn’t say a word, but he can’t take his eyes off you. Watching how you react to everything he does. Seeing how you twitch and shudder when he changes his actions. You gasp as he reaches up to push your little crop top to rest near your clavicle. He encourages you to rest your newly freed leg over his shoulder as he nips and tweaks at your nipple.
“Fuh— daddy!” you cry.
The authoritative label never fails to make his cock leak whenever it spills from your pretty lips. He wants to touch himself while you cry out his name, and while you flood his mouth with your essence.
But he can’t.
He can’t because he knows if he does, he can’t rest there, he won’t.
He knows he’ll have to slip it between your puffy folds and fuck into you until your cunt is gushing and dribbling with your juices and his sticky, potent cum. He’ll fuck you until you’re unconscious and oblivious but so full and happy because he’s taken care of you just like a good daddy should.
He wants it all.
But he wants what’s best for you.
And he knows you should be resting, and so should he.
So, for now, straining against his pants while he devours your flavour is enough. Tears roll down your cheeks as he suckles and slurps again and again with no restraint, watching as you fail to hold back your bliss. His breath fans over your cunt when you look down at him. Crystalline tears clinging to your lashes like diamonds making his heart pound as he grunts into your heat.
“D-Daddy… think I-I’m close.” you tell him, a panicked strain in your words as you warn him. He keeps his pace and changes nothing, determined to bring you to your climax sooner rather than later. “Ah.. ah—! Feels funny, daddy! Ngh—!” you finish.
He pushes your legs apart as wide as they’ll go, he watches your pussy squirt clear liquid as you finish. He drinks it up like it’ll give him eternal youth, still swirling and licking his tongue over your cunt as he attempts to prolong the feeling for you. You stroke his head and play with his hair as he lets up on you, your body overcome with a chill as your tension leaves you.
You smile as he coats your body in gentle kisses, a silent action to note how proud he is. How much he adores you, how beautiful you are. He loves you more than words can begin to say.
He rests his head on your thigh again and stares up at you, his gaze filled with nothing but devotion. You feel him carefully pull down your boots without breaking his stare until he kisses down your legs behind the cold wake the absence of your boots cause.
“’m sleepy now, daddy.”
He smiles, happily. “Good girl.”
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