#video game smut

[yourbestprincess]

Uhhh this is so awkward to write but erm like can you write about jealous care sex with ellie

YES OF COURSE ANON!! :D

You’re mine.

Ellie Williams x fem reader smut! Dubcon, Ellie being aggressive and protective, Ellie beating the shit out of someone, Ellie is SO jealous, fingering, scissoring, Ellie eating reader out, Els being demanding as HELL. Kinda sorta proof read, I’ll read it again later :3 have fun!

Ellie has always been the jealous type. Another girl looks at you? She’s getting death stares. If another girl touches you or better yet, flirts with you? She’s in the goddamn hospital. Ellie will do absolutely anything to help her sweet girl (you).

It was a pretty normal day, you and Ellie decided to go out shopping with you because god forbid you go out alone.

“Princess, wanna go into this store? Looks pretty cool.” She says as she points to a camping store. You giggle at such a thing. Of course Els would pick that store.

You give her your puppy eyes, “Okay, hehe.”

You guys walk into the store, and Ellies already in her own little world, looking at the hiking shoes.

After a couple minutes, another masc girl comes up to you.

“You need any help?” The girl smirks as she talks.

“I-uh…I think I’m okay.”

“You just look like a lost puppy, hun. Don’t want you to be all by yourself.” The woman places her index and thumb on your chin to force you to look at her. You turn your head to where Ellie is to get her attention. She’s already looking at you two, and she’s fucking pissed.

She walks over with a burning anger, her eyes fixated on you and her brows furrowed.

“The fuck you think you’re doing?” She growls at the woman holding you.

“This your lost puppy?” She drops her hand from your face as you hide behind Ellie.

“Get the fuck off of her before I rip your goddamn face off, bitch.” At this point you can hear Ellie’s heartbeat and you can feel the heat coming off of her.

“Maybe you shouldn’t leave your puppy out on display for the people that want her.” The woman shrugs

Ellie rolls up her sleeves and swings at the woman. She pushed Ellie way too much.

“Els!” You exclaim as you hold her back. The other woman tries to fight off Ellie but Ellie is too strong. “Ellie! Enough!” Ellie gets up and wipes off her bloody knuckles off on her pants.

She throws you over her shoulder and runs out of the store. “Ellie! What are you doing?!?”

“Don’t worry about it, princess.”

Eventually both of you get to Ellies car. She drops you off in the passenger seat. You watch Ellie get into the drivers seat as she gives you a stern look. Is she…jealous..or upset?

You finally get to Ellie’s house as she demands you to get out.

“Go to my room. Now. This is your only warning, baby.” She tries to keep her composure.

You rush to her room, taking off your clothes until you’re only wearing panties, luckily you wore her favorite pair. You grab one of her shirts off the ground, throw it on, lay on her bed, and wait for her to come.

“Good girl.” She says, eyeing you down. She always turns you on when she looks at you with such lust…

“Anything for you, Els…”

She climbs onto the bed, putting herself in between your thighs. She pushes your panties to the side so that she has access to your sweet spot. She licks her middle and ring finger before ruthlessly pumping them inside of you.

“Els! Oh~ it’s too much…t’ much Ellie…” you whimper and cry out.

“Shhh, princess. You’re gonna take it like a good girl.” She growls, which makes you moan even more now.

“So good for me, baby.” She removes her fingers, making you whimper and feel empty. She licks one of her fingers. “So sweet, princess. You taste so good.”

“Ellie-“ before you can finish your words, her face is in your pussy. “Oh my- Els…”

Ellie mumbles something but it’s too muffled to hear anything. She roughly sucks on your clit while harshly fingering your g spot.

You can feel your orgasm building from everything she’s doing. “Ellie! I can’t take it! Please-“

Ellie rips her fingers out and lifts her head up. “Nope. You’re not cumming until I fucking say so.”

You go silent, obeying her. She gets off of the bed and takes her pants off. You hear the zipper of her jeans and you immediately know your gonna be crying by the end of this.

“Take those panties off. Now.” You obey, quickly sliding them off and tossing them to the side.

She gets back on the bed, pushing your legs apart and putting herself in between them. She grabs your hand and pushers your middle and ring fingers into her sopping cunt.

“Fuckkk yes, thats it princess. Tell me what you need me to do for you.” She barley makes out from getting finger-fucked by you.

“Need you to fuck me Els…please.” You look up at her and she could never say no to you when you look like this.

She positions herself to line up her pussy to yours. She starts grinding herself on you. Both of your moans fill up the room.

“Don’t you ever fucking let another girl talk to you or touch you like that. You’re mine.”

You nod you head, feeling your orgasm come close.

“Els! I’m so close, please..”

“Me too baby. Cum for me, be a good girl and cum for me sweet girl.”

As soon as she said that, both of your orgasms come crashing down, moaning in each others mouths as you kiss.

“Good job, princess. You feel so good. Sorry if I was a little rough…think I got a little jealous.”

#ellie williams smut #ellie williams #ellie the last of us #ellie x reader #the last of us #ellie williams x reader #ellie smut #the last of us smut #video game smut

[brownsugarwrites]

Up late.

Pairings: Bodyguard!Kuai Liang x Black!socialite!reader

Warnings: Smut, established relationship ,edging, tears, praise, bratty reader, soft dom kuai but he is a asshole, choking , cursing, cumming inside, squriting ,aftercare. also not alot of dialouge here.

wc: 1.5k

listened to alot of ari lennox while writing this. This was supposed to be done weeks ago but school was beating my ass saur I hope everyone enjoys!! For your listening pleasure.

It was late. Very late. 2:30 in the morning to be exact. You had just come from a night out with your best friends who had come into town for the weekend. Your parents were currently on a business trip so you were under Kuai’s supervision. But, the only problem was you didn't tell Kuai about you leaving and going out.

Was it out of pettiness? Yes. But you were sure he would do nothing about it. The past few weeks he had been letting you slide more than usual. You would yell and curse him out just because he told you no or you would just be defiant knowing you got under his skin with the little things you did.

Locking the door to your G-Wagon your father gifted you for your 21st birthday your heels clacked on the pavement of your driveway as you made your way to the front door. Fumbling in your purse to take out your house keys you sighed in exhaustion. You forgot had thrilling it was to sneak out and go party with your friends all night

Walking into your home you slipped off your heels before hanging your purse on the hook. Flicking on the light in the foyer you jumped seeing your personal bodyguard Kuai Liang sitting on the couch waiting for you to get home.

You were fucked.

“Oh hey, I thought you would be sleeping right now,” you said quite nervously but you tried not to show it

“Where were you?” he asked calmly.

You knew he already knew the answer to that so it was a matter if you were gonna lie to him or not. Knowing you were already in deep shit you decided to be truthful this one time.

“I went out with some friends. Why does it matter?” you asked crossing your arms

“Because last time I checked. You are under my watch correct?” he asked

You nodded your head before opening your mouth but Kuai cut you off

“Yes, you are under my supervision this weekend. So why did you think it was ok to go out without telling me where you were going”

You sat in your thoughts for a moment. Until the light bulb metaphorically appeared over your head.

“I'm grown first of all. All you do is treat me like I'm a child who can't handle themselves,” you said standing your ground before walking away to your bedroom.

Following behind you as you walked away from him he called your name continuously as you ignored his advances, Soon you reached your room and before you could close the door on his face he caught the door before it could close.

“I wasn't done talking to you.” He said voice slightly deeper than usual

“Well, I am-” you began before looking into his eyes seeing the seriousness in them.

Before you could think, he was gently pulling you by your neck to bring your face to his before kissing you harshly. Having to clutch on his shirt to keep you steady you grounded yourself before feeling Kuais hands go to your ass lifting you partially his way of telling you to “jump”

Bringing you closer to the bed your stomach churned in anxiousness mixed with arousal watched as he discarded his shirt on your floor. Watching him climb back over you he didn't say a word as he nearly tore off the dress you were wearing.

Some may say you were spoiled by nature. With your parents owning multiple businesses you never had to want for anything. No was not in your vocabulary or your parents. This made you entitled for lack of better words. You didn't care about how other people felt (sometimes) and how your actions would eventually have a consequence.

That was until Kuai was assigned to you about a year or two ago. When Kuai came you calmed down tremendously. You started to like him and you didn't want to run him away. Therefore you toned down to pursue something further with him, secretly of course (his brothers knew).

Once the two of you started to secretly date your shell started to peel slowly and soon enough you were back to your usual antics.

Peeling off your thin underwear he kissed your thighs a few times before leaving little bites and licking a stripe along your cunt. He quickly replaced his tongue with his fingers. Hitting that particular spongey spot that had your mouth running dry and seeing stars

“Kuai.. I’m bout to cum-” You would pant nearing your release

Soon as those words fell from your pretty mouth he quickly took his fingers out of your aching pussy hearing you whine in need

“Kuai why did you do that?” you asked sitting up on your hands before looking him in his eyes

Staring at you he couldn't help but think you were so beautiful like this. Even though you were near tears because of your denied release. This would set the tone for the night. Saying nothing he climbed on top of your flower bed sheets before pulling you in between his legs with your back against his broad chest. Taking a hand to turn your head to give you a soft kiss you thought that maybe he would let you cum this time around.

You were wrong.

Every time you were near a release he released his fingers from your puffy clit as the tears streamed down your face. Your whines and pleads for him to let you cum were strong as you felt like he had you in this position for hours toying with you while whispering sweet nothings in your ear as you begged for a release. But, you weren't getting off that easy.

“I need you so bad. No more teasing Kuai please baby” you said breathlessy wanting to be satisfied.

“I dont think you’ve learned your lesson princess,” he responded rubbing your thighs to try to calm down a little

“I did! I'm sorry Kuai just please I need you so bad.”

“Promise you won't be mean any more?” he asked smiling

Nodding your head rapidly you whined feeling his fingers rub on your clit once more before lifting you to place you on his lap. Incoherent words fell from your lips as you sunk into him.

“There we go sweetheart, shh I got you,” he said along your neck before bouncing you up and down.

Usually, Kuai kept his composure very well. But when he was inside you his composure slowly faded away. The way you squeezed him and the little noises you would make as he fucked into you kept him going while driving himself crazy at the same time.

He was in love with you. No matter how spoiled you were, he knew the other side of you that most didn't. He was grateful to see both sides of you. His brothers always talk about your behavior and how your attitude could be too much to handle. But he knew how to get you to submit completely to him. It took some time but he knew how to get you there.

Putting you on your back he continued to fuck you into feeling your almond-shaped nails digging into his back as you cried out for him nearing your release.

“Just wait princess, im close hold on a little longer” he grunted continuing to fuck into you

Squeezing your eyes shut you tried to hold on for him but your body was defying what your mind was saying

“Cant hold it anymore baby please.” you whispered trying to open your eyes

Seeing your glossy eyes he groaned seeing how fucked out you were. That was all he needed to cum

“Cmon baby, thats it, i got you” as you released all over him as he pumped his cum into you.

He laid on top of you as the two of you breathed in sync. Feeling warm and soft kisses being placed on your forehead before getting carried to the bathroom.

Running the hot water with your lavender soap he went back to your room to change your sheets and to pull out your sleepwear for the night. Coming into the bathroom quietly he tied your headscarf around your braids before putting on your bonnet. Once the water was done running he set you in the tub gently before getting behind you.

“Thank you.” you said softly sinking into the hot water

Helping wash each other off some kisses were shared in between with light giggles from the bubble getting on kuais face. Retreating from the bathroom Kuai went to grab some clothes from his overnight bag before coming back to your room to put his clothes on.

Peeling back your comforter the two of you laid down on your soft pillows while staring in each others eyes.

“Are you upset with me Kuai?” you asked softly before playing with his hair.

Before he could answer he took in the way the soft moonlight illuminated your brown skin and created a twinkle in your eyes. You were perfect.

“I could never be upset with you. I just didn't expect you to be gone. Your parents would kill me if I let you get hurt.”

“Im sorry…” you said with shame laced with embarrassment.

“I forgive you, princess. Next time just tell me when you’re going out. Ok?” he said before kissing the inside of your wrist.

Nodding your head you quickly snuggled into him before closing your eyes

“Good night Kuai. I love you.”

#kuai liang smut #kuai liang x reader #kuai liang x black reader #kuai liang x you #kuai liang #mortal kombat x black!reader #mortal kombat x reader #mortal kombat smut #mortal kombat x black reader #video game x reader #video game smut

[wildandsmile]

＊✿❀ Under the Fireworks ❀✿＊

Summary: You and your best friend had a routine of taking turns to accompany his grandmother, ensuring her safety. However, things began to change, and a significant turning point came one fateful night.

Tw: Death, Trauma (nothing crazy), Sad Memories

Wc: 3.6k

Kinks:Dom Itto, Sub Reader Bitting, Pet Name, Size difference, Chocking, Growling,Fingering, Exhibitionism,Breeding, Cream-pie, unprotected sex, penetrative sex (p in v) and Rough sex

An: Happy Day 4 of Kinktober, sorry if the smut sucks on this one it’s like 1 in the morning my writ schedule sucks I know. I’ll probably re do this week until then.

Enjoy!

You and Itto had grown really tight over time, so much so that he even let you meet his gang and his sweet Grandma. It made you feel like you were part of something truly special. Itto had even opened up about how most folks didn't treat him well, and some even try threaten his dear Grandma, which you found utterly terrible. That's when you stepped in, offering to look after his Grandma while he and his gang set off on their exciting escapades. And he couldn't have been happier about your offer.

And that's how you found yourself right here, perched on Grandma Oni's front porch, patiently awaiting Itto's return. Grandma Oni was well aware of what the two of you were up to, taking turns to safeguard her, ensuring nothing would harm her. Naturally, she felt the need to ensure her beloved children were cared for, even though you reassured her it wasn't necessary. Without fail, she'd emerge with a platter of freshly sliced oranges and a steaming cup of tea. It was undeniably the most heartwarming gesture. After losing your own grandmother and seeing your grandfather fall into a deep despair, which only worsened with the Vision Hunt Decree, these moments felt like a comforting embrace.

Feeling like a child again brought a few tears to your eyes, but you didn't have much time to dwell on it. Grandma Oni stepped outside, this time carrying more than just her tea and oranges. She held a large red book, piquing your curiosity. As you wiped away your tears, you couldn't help but ask her about the book's contents. She looked at you with a warm smile and said, "It's a photo album."

You gazed at her in confusion, wondering why she had a photo album when she had no children or grandchildren. But she took a seat beside you and started flipping through the pages. To your surprise, it was filled with pictures of her and a young baby Itto. You couldn't help but chuckle at the adorable photos of baby Itto, watching him play in the dirt, take his first steps, and even hold a sword for the very first time.

The two of you continued to leap through the book, immersing yourselves in the memories captured in those photographs. You couldn't help but shed tears as you saw not only pictures of a young Grandma Oni but also snapshots of her with her late husband. It was bittersweet, and your mind drifted to fond memories of you and your own grandmother once again . You missed those times when you could visit her after a tough day, rest your head in her lap, and feel her gentle touch as she brushed your hair and cleaned your ears.

Reality jolted you back when a sharp pain gripped your arm. Blinking away your tears, you found Itto standing before you, his face a mix of hurt and anger, concern etched into his features.

Before you could utter a word, Itto began shouting so loudly that you feared your eardrums might burst. "Hannii, what's wrong? Did someone hurt you? Why are you crying? Who did this? I'll gut them like a fish!" His barrage of questions seemed never-ending, and you placed your hand on his forearm, causing him to release his grip. You glanced down, noticing the imprint of Itto's hand on your forearm.

After examining your arm, you looked back at Itto, his face still contorted with the same emotion. Letting out a long sigh, you reached up and gently placed your hand on his cheek, softly rubbing your thumb against his skin. He grasped your hand and sighed deeply, saying, "I'm sorry, Hannii. When I saw you crying, I panicked. I didn't know what to do. I thought someone might have hurt you or Grandma Oni. I just panicked." You nodded slowly, continuing to caress his cheeks. You had only seen Itto like this once before, back when a group of Treasure Hoarders had attacked you and Grandma.

You managed to fend off those Treasure Hoarders because they weren't Vision holders, but you did end up with a few nasty cuts and burns. That day, you swear Itto transformed into a different person. It was like his horns grew larger, his anger intensified, and his elemental energy surged. After a while, you could hardly recognize him. But once he regained his senses, he dashed off into the woods, apologizing for you having to witness that side of him.

Of course, you didn't mind at all. In fact, you found that form rather enticing, though you couldn't admit it. How could you tell your friend of almost four years that you had a crush on him? It's not like he occupied your thoughts every day or made you blush at his playful antics—absolutely not. You'd just bury those feelings deep down because there was no way someone like him could ever be interested in someone like you, right?

You didn't have much time to dwell on it because Grandma Oni stepped outside and insisted that both of you come in you swear you don’t remember her going back inside but you shake that thought away and head in. But not before she gave Itto a stern talking-to about his shouting, warning him that if he kept it up, he'd scare all the fish away from the Inazuma coast. It only made Itto laugh even harder, and Grandma Oni responded by playfully smacking him with one of her shoes, making him exclaim, "Hey, I wasn't ready for that, you know!"

With that, she walked off to the kitchen, likely to prepare dinner for everyone. You always offered to help, but she insisted on doing it herself, considering it her way of thanking both of you for watching over her all day. Her compliments never failed to brighten your day. However, this left you alone in the dining room with Itto, who, as usual, was playing with his Onikabuto beetles. He insisted they were more than just bugs, and though you didn't quite understand, you supported his passion nonetheless.

You noticed him stealing glances at you from across the table, but whenever you met his gaze, he quickly averted his eyes, making you raise an eyebrow. "I know you were looking at me, Itto. What's going on? It better not be another one of your silly pranks," you remarked, giving him a stern look.

He didn't say anything; instead, he pulled out a poster and handed it to you. The poster announced the Lights Festival tonight in the Chinju Forest, open to all ages. You glanced up at Itto, then back down at the paper, and back up at him. It suddenly dawned on you that he might be asking you on a date, or at least that's what you hoped. But you wanted to be certain, so you decided to clarify his intentions.

In a casual tone, you asked, "Are you asking me out on a date, Itto?" He didn't respond immediately, but you noticed the tips of his ears turn red as he slowly looked up at you and gave a quick nod. Before you could let your excitement take over, Grandma Oni entered with a large tray of food for everyone. As she set the food down, she couldn't help but comment, "About time this meathead asked you out." Her remark made you blush at the thought of actually going on a date with him.

And so, that's how you found yourself in the forest, dressed up nicely in one of Grandma Oni's old kimonos. It was a stunning bright red and orange, just like the colors of the fireworks you were about to see.

But something didn't feel right; Itto was nowhere to be found. He had asked you to wait, claiming he had something to attend to quickly, but it had been almost an hour. You started to worry that he might have stood you up, but then you remembered who you were on a date with. There was no way he'd do that. Maybe he got lost.

With that thought in mind, you began to wander through the forest, searching high and low for any sign of Itto. The more you looked, the emptier it seemed. Just as you were on the verge of giving up hope, you heard faint grunts and what sounded like your name being called in a hushed tone.

＊✿❀ Smut Time ❀✿＊

Following the voices brings you to a massive tree that appears to have been her long before you. But you didn't have time to take in its beauty before you heard your name again, and this time it should sound more like a moan than a groan.

Slowly making your way around the tree, you see nothing at first, but once you get to the other side of the tree, you see Itto, but he wasn't in the same form or state he was before, no now he was two times his normal size, and his teeth were so large that they turned into tusks. It was similar to when you saw him trying to defend you, but this time it appeared much worse, not to mention he was using his large calloused hands to slowly pump his cock.

You had no idea what to do as you stood there with your crush and what you believe to be his true form masterbationing to the concept of you. You wouldn't lie looking at him like this made you feel a little bit hot yourself but you didn't want to get caught by anyone so you turn around to walk away but while you were stepping back you stepped into a branch causing Itto to look up at you his eyes were bloodshot and his breath was so heavy you could see it clear turning to you he sees that it's you and begins walking towards you thought he was going to say something hell you thought he might even eat you.

To your astonishment, he pulls you into a deep kiss and screams into your ear, "I need you please," to which you reply by slowly kissing him back and murmuring, "Ok."With a seductive breath, your fingers entangled sensually in Itto's silky strands of hair. Itto, driven by want, carefully nibbles on your neck, sending waves of pleasure flowing through your sensitive skin.

You try to cover your mouth so that no one else outside can hear your moan, but immediately as your hand cups your mouth, it falls open. "Please don't hold back, that sweet voice," Itto says, his voice tinged with longing, definitely hungry. Itto looked intently into your lovely eyes, which sparkled with an enticing mix of desire and passion. "Look at you all flustered," Itto adds as his breath shortens and he starts kissing your neck like a piece of meat.

His enormous beast-like hands caressed your sensuous contours as his long nails teased and traced a path along the valley on your breast all the way down to your tight cunt. Itto seductively parted his lips and said, "You know, while I'm in this form, I can hear your heart racing right, and right now I can tell it's racing for me pretty badly" after that he let out a loud chuckle in his ture Oni form it made you feel safe like it was still him inside their even though it didn't look like it.

But you don't have long to consider it before Itto pushes his lips into yours. He cuts your lips with his teeth at first, but this only appears to rile him up more as the flavor of saliva and blood mixes into your mouths.

Itto then looks at you, your eyes locked together as your lips continue to fiercely collide with his, yet as he pulls away to allow your lungs the air they require, you can't help but feel a craving for his delicate yet rough touch. He must have felt the same way because his lips crushed into yours again not long after.

This time, the kiss was gentler and softer, as if it sent you to cloud nine. You were so engrossed in it that you didn't notice when he slid his buff head down to your legs and pushed them open, giving him an even greater view of your body."You're excited, aren't you?" Itto adds, growling into the kiss.

Itto begins to remove your kimono without hesitation while instructing you to remain still."Come one Hannii, stay still for me, I don't want to cut you with my claws," Itto said seductively as he carefully lifted the hem of your kimono. He'd finally gotten rid of all the bothersome garments, but now that he was looking at you through the moonlight, he could see how lovely you were. Everything about you was flawless.

"I can't believe you're all mine." Itto replies, his stare filled with list, as he begins to fondle your body, rubbing his enormous calloused hands along your smooth breast, gently playing with your stiff nipples. "You like this, don't you?" Itto asks as he takes one of your nipples in his mouth and slowly begins to tease the other with his nail nips. You couldn't possibly respond. The most you could do was nod and mutter something incoherent. But, of course, Itto was so enthusiastic about pulling your words out of your mouth that he was already planning to turn you into a fucked up toy.

And the best part was that anyone could stroll through the forest right now and see the two of you, and what could they do? Nothing, of course, since Itto wouldn't allow anyone ruin his moment. Just suddenly, Itto snakes his hand to your laced underwear and neatly removes them, showing your puffed out clit. As the cool breeze brushes your skin, you begin to shiver.

Itto then plays with your swollen clit with the tip of his painted nail while messaging your moist folds with his other fingers. Finally, when he thought you were sufficiently wet, he shoved two of his fingers deep inside your cunt, wiggling them around before curling them and repeatedly smacking them exactly on your sweet spot. The sensation of his knuckles digging deep into your cunt caused your toes to curl and caused you to fling your bed back against the base of the tree as you began to see stars."

You soon gripped Itto's muscular shoulders and began to give out naughty groans as you arched your back and grunted for him to go deeper and add another finger. Your hips had moved forward into his. Itto could feel you clamping down on his hands, attempting to fuck yourself stupid outside in the open on his fingers, and he loved it, he loved you, and he was going to give you what you wanted. "You want me to fuck you silly, don't you Hani?" Itto says as he growls slowly into your neck. You attempted to ignore him and focus on your ograsm, but Itto wasn't having it.

Now you were writhing and humping the air, trying to create as much friction as possible, but Itto wasn't having any of it. He pinned your hip to the tree with just one of his hands and growled loudly into your ear, "I'll ask again do you me to fuck Hani" You try to turn your head so you don't have to face him; he knew you wanted him, and you knew he wanted him, but you didn't want to be the first to say it.

But just as you were attempting to think, he lands a hard smack to your ass, and the pain snaps you back to reality. Now his hands are around your throat, pinning your entire body to the tree, and you can't even turn your head. He looks at you like a feral animal in heat this time.

He even started licking your neck, but then he bites you rough and hard, causing you to let out a hard moan, and in that moment you felt your legs give out and your body become even hotter, but even in that moment you couldn't think about anything but how your clit was throbbing and how you could see Itto hard cock and how it was leaking per-cum.

He then stares you straight in the eyes and says. "You don't want me to fuck you, Hani" in that moment you snapped, it was as if something else fully took possession of you, but at that point you didn't care since the only thing you could care about was the feeling of being stuff.

So, like a hot babe, you look up at Itto and say, "Yes, Yes, I want you to fuck me, I want you to fuck me so hard that everyone in the forest can hear me." Itto then responds, "Well, if that's what you want, just don't be made when you can't walk to tomorrow Hani" With that, he aligns his thick cock with your tight entrances and carefully pushes the tip in, which is already making you see stars.

But just as you get used to him, he thrusts himself into you completely, causing a bump in your stomach that he places his hand on and says, "Feel that Hani, that's how deep I'm inside of you." This only made you blush slightly, but you weren't given any more time to think before Itto was slamming himself in and out of you at an animalistic pace. He seemed to be splitting you and two, but in a pleasant way that left you wanting more. You began to whine since you couldn't make a full sentence, so Itto felt it would be a good moment to ask you a stupid question.

"You love riding that cock don't you?" Itto asked, even though he already knew the answer, knowing he might quit if you didn't merely to tease you. "M'mm fu- M'mmm yeAh," you murmured as you rode his pounding cock, eagerly rocking up and down to his intense pace.

"So fuck good, so tight," Itto said sensually as he touched your supple derriere and tantalizingly slid his fingers over your silky thighs, drawing a passionate moan from Itto. The overwhelming pleasure drove Itto to instinctively clench around his beloved, intensifying their delicious bond. "If I didn't know any better, I'd say you like being treated like a slut," Itto says, panting heavily.

You brushed his lips sensually against Kagirua's neck, inhaling the enticing aroma that rose from his skin. You launched a wave of pleasure that drowned out Itto's passionate shouts, but the muffled groans still reached your ears as he continued to ride him with furious need. "Mmm," his seductive moans send waves of pleasure through his body, sparking a longing symphony. As he masterfully administered solid yet delicious spanks to their enticingly curved ass, Yout sensually bit on Itto's neck, sending thrills down their spine.

"Yes! Spank me harder, don't stop till my ass is hurting with your handprint on it," you let out a passionate moan, reveling in the heady feeling that Itto delivered with each hit. He'd transformed into a seductive, subservient lover in an instant, eager for the delightful sting that turned his derriere a brilliant shade of loving purple. Itto sensually caressed him, enthralled by the sight of his attractive derrière swinging and gyrating on his pounding member."Holy Shi- yeah right," you murmured, thrusting your tongue out.

"You don't like that, haha I know you I can feel with the way you tighten on my cock" Itto sensually muttered before teasingly caressing your lovely derriere, delivering a succession of delicious spanks that left them both wanting more. You could feel the enticing sensation of his handprints appearing, but he couldn't resist the desire to keep going, constantly caressing his supple and beautiful derriere, all the while enjoying the symphony of his increasingly impassioned moans.

"C-Close!~" Your body ached with want as you placed your lips on Itto's beautiful neck with a passionate moan. He could help but barry inside deep into you as he poured all his cum deep inside you filling you up like there was no future and continuing to push into you so none of it leaked out. After that, you both fall to your knees, back against the tree, and Itto simply pulls you into a long hug before placing your Kimono on top of the two of you so you weren't both nude. You then glance at him and smile, and he does the same, but not as well as the two of you.

As you share one last kiss, the two of you start laughing. Before gently returning to Grandma Omi's, where she scolds you both for ruining her kimono. The three of us then sit outdoors and enjoy the rest of the fireworks.

#x reader #fanfic #fanfiction #smut #anime smut #angst #kinktober #genshin impact #genshin itto #itto x reader #arataki itto #itto smut #arataki gang #genshin smut #genshin x reader #video game smut #hoyoverse #fem reader #halloween #spooky #spooky season #boo #day 4 #writing #a03 #writers on tumblr

[plentyoffandoms]

I have never written anything for Simon "Ghost" Riley from Call of Duty: Modern Warfare, but my lord, I can not get this story out of my head.

Ghost is on leave, and his girl is hosting a New Year's Eve bash. He can't take it anymore.

He drags her away and brings in the new year not with a kiss, but either his cock down her throat, or his mouth on her pussy.

Gif belongs to: @shiftyourfocuss

#cod mw2 #ghost cod #ghost call of duty #Simon “Ghost” Riley #simon riley #ghost cod smut #video games #video game smut #call of duty #call of duty modern warfare #call of duty mw2 #call of duty mwii

[pinkmirth]

⸻ 𝒫𝐼𝐸𝒞𝐸 𝒪𝐹 𝒲𝒪𝑅𝒦!

𝒮𝑌𝒩𝒪𝒫𝒮𝐼𝒮 ⨾ hwoarang’s the most conceited man you’ve ever had the displeasure of knowing, and he’s in dire need of a humbling experience.

𝒞𝒪𝒩𝒯𝒜𝐼𝒩𝒮 ⨾ ( 1K+ words of . . . ) ‘maek’ hwoarang x fem!reader (black coded), nsfw/smut, canon-divergent modern tekken-verse, super short porn with very little plot, rivals trope (enemies fucking it out!!!), dark-content warning for (dubcon), dom!reader, sub!hwoarang, cowgirl position, hwoarang calls reader a ‘bitch’ once, explicit language, lowercase intended, not proofread, minors shoo!

𝑀𝒴 𝐿𝒪𝒱𝐸 𝐿𝐸𝒯𝒯𝐸ℛ! ⨾ i’ve been playing tekken for years now, and my crush on hwoarang only ever grows! there isn’t much content/fics for the fandom, so i went ahead to add my two cents >.< i just wanna see this man beg for mercy . . . a girl can dream. this is for all my tekken lovers and hwoarang girlies! now, please enjoy my little smut-piece for this sexy bastard of a man! ❤︎

“ooh, shit!”

hwoarang swearing is nothing new. it’s all the writhing and trembling that you haven’t seen before— something you had the very honor of prying out of him.

you're unsure whether you’d call this a punishment or reward; you riding him. it was supposed to quiet him down, make him behave a little, but the warm embrace of your cunt only has him losing his head.

as for a vulnerable hwoarang, he isn’t sure he can take much more of this . . . of you. whenever you bounce in his firm, wide lap, his own hips start to buck upwards in pure desperation. you steadily control; sinking down on him before lifting yourself up, just to slam your ass back down on him all over again. his toned abdomen trembles every time your buttcheeks jiggle and clap down on him.

“fuckin’ hell,” he whines aloud. you shoot him a smile, one so sickly sweet that it makes his cock jump. hwoarang’s gullible beneath you, noises spilling from his raw throat as he twitches like a virgin. whatever happened to that attitude of his, you wonder? that big fat fucking mouth that got him underneath you in the first place? though you surely don’t mind his sensitivity— it only means the reins have officially been handed over to you.

“you seem to be enjoying yourself,” is your soft coo against the shell of his pierced ear. “what, don’t hate me anymore?” the teasing puff of your breath against his neck makes him fight back a moan, trapping it behind a puffy bitten lip. his hands, large and scattered with veins, grip fervently at your waist, the soft warm-brown flesh spills through his thick fingers. you feel his cock throb and jump within your tight pussy. you’re taking him in, clenching around him, swallowing him whole.

“goddamn it, you bitch, you’re gonna be the death of me!” hwoarang cries out, he just can’t seem to help it. he’s never been one to contain himself, anyway. stray pieces of his ginger dyed hair fall aloof from his half-bun and scatter onto his sweat-sheen forehead. the veins in his sculpted arms bulge as he begins to hold you tight, bouncing you up and down on his girthy cock. you fall forward onto him, face planted against his broad chest. “mm, that’s it— fuck me jus’ like that!” you spur him on, tongue flicking out to graze his nipple. the whine he lets out in response is delicious.

hwoarang’s pace grows quicker, more undoing. he pistons his dick into with an urgency; a speed that has you resting against his chest, moaning into his strained neck. you grind your hips down, making it possible for him to slot in deeper than before. with every swirl of your hips, his cocky disposition crumbles into nothing. the man’s needy, melting before you. he’s lava-hot, a fiery magma that pours itself into your open palms.

it’s abrupt when hwoarang cums— mouth agape with deep groans spilling past, brows twisted and raised, fingers pressing against your flesh as if his hold on you is the only thing keeping him tethered to earth. he thrusts upwards, and three— no, four thick loads are emptied into your fluttering cunt with each desperate raise of his pelvis. it’s only after you’re filled to the brim that he thinks to pull out.

he’s panting. you are too. his grip softens, and his calloused palms smooth over the round globes of your asscheeks. you bring your manicured hand to brush down his firm bicep. his embrace might’ve actually been enjoyable if you didn’t find him to be so . . . hateable.

“i didn’t finish,” your voice breaks the post-silence. his brows furrow, and he delivers a smack to your ass.

“that’s ’cause you’re never satisfied.” he’s quick to bite, back to his snappy bullshit as always.

“no,” you lift yourself from the broad surface of his sweat-sheen chest, straddling over him once again. “it’s because you weren’t good enough. god, you always make me do everything myself,” you touch around to find his semi-hard cock, wrapping your fingers around the sticky base of it. he’s still erect enough for you to get your fill. when you slot his cockhead against your entrance and press him back inside, the weakest groan escapes him. his hands fly up in surrender, eyes hazy as he watches you get back to bouncing down on him.

“f—fuck you,” he seethes through grit teeth, adam’s apple bobbing from within his throat. “mm, fuck you too.” your tone wavers, on the borderline of a moan. your full breasts sway as you rock forward, chasing the right spot with the prodding of his spent cock. with him knowing you, there’ll be at least three more rounds until you’re satiated.

good thing he’s got all the fighter’s stamina to spare.

© 𝑃ℐ𝒩𝒦ℳℐℛ𝒯ℋ! — all rights reserved! do not steal, plagiarize or repost any of my works. please and thank you! ౨ৎ

#𝜗𝜚 ⋆ ࣪ ˖ 𝐵ℐℒℒℰ𝒯 𝒟𝒪𝒰𝒳.ᐟ #꒰ঌ my writing.ᐟ ໒꒱ #꒰ঌ tekken.ᐟ ໒꒱ #tekken 8 #hwoarang #tekken #ৎ୭ ⨾ hwoarang.ᐟ #tekken x reader #tekken smut #hwoarang smut #hwoarang x reader #black reader #black reader smut #fem reader #x black fem reader #x female reader #x fem!reader #video game smut #fem reader smut #smut #black fem reader smut #maek hwoarang

[saintels]

— “well? dig in!” ★ MUNCHIES 𝖾𝗅𝗅𝗂𝖾 𝗐𝗂𝗅𝗅𝗅𝗂𝖺𝗆𝗌

cw: loser + stoner ellie. mean gf femme reader. groping. pretty much just food play. praise. ellie is a messy bitch but a munch nevertheless. obvious wlw themes. weed. high key this is so unhygienic. heavily unedited. lowercase intended. drabble don’t like it? don’t read.

“y’so handsy.”

ellie looks like a dog. a desperate puppy with her mouth hanging open on a hot day.

her chin digs into your shoulder and her free hand that isn’t holding her messily-rolled joint is grabbing at your breast like they’re going to run away. they had already spilled from their black, lacy cups the second you leant back in between ellie’s thighs, allowing her fumbling hands to grasp what they needed to keep her grounded.

“ow!” you wince as she lands a particularly hard bite on your shoulder.

“sorry, baby,” she apologizes sheepishly, grinning lazily as her lashes flutter to shade her green eyes. they look up at you, red and hazy, “i’m hungry.”

“yeah,” you mumble, standing up and tossing your bra to the floor, “i can fucking tell.”

you waltz over to her fridge, feeling the way her eager eyes burn holes through your underwear.

you scoop up an assortment of ingredients, not really taking notice of them until they’re laid out on the coffee table, her bowl and papers pushed to the side.

you roll your eyes at the sight of her lazily laid back against the arm of her sofa. she props herself up on one arm, her jeans already unbuttoned and white tanktop riding up to reveal her wispy auburn happy trail.

her eyes widen as she spots the food on the table and she freezes for a moment.

“well?” you stand with your hands on your hips, “dig in!”.

yeah. ellie thought. i’m going to dig in, alright.

“lay down.”

you turned to look up at her from your position of bending to pick your bra up.

“what?”.

she stares at you blankly, sitting up now with her hands hanging between her knees.

“leave the bra and lay down on the couch. face up.”

you squint at her, suspicion crawling over your expression as you move to lay down across from her, shifting the cushions and throws to get comfortable.

she pulls off her tanktop, slowly crawling up your body in just her sports bra and unbuttoned jeans until she’s face to face with you.

“you comfy?” she whispers against your lips. she smells of hemp, champagne and the musky incense burning on the side table.

you nod and she messily presses a kiss to your lips, getting a good handful of your tit in her hand. she savors the way you gasp into her mouth, back arching into her touch. she chuckles lowly.

you watch curiously with bruised lips and hooded eyes as she grabs a strawberry and the bottle of honey. she takes a bite of the strawberry, placing it to the side and chewing as she opens the lid.

“wha- ah!” you gasp as the cold honey hits your nipple, the syrupy gold liquid slowly dripping down your rib cage, “ellie!”.

she grins and leans down, her eyes never leaving yours as she swirls her tongue around your hardened bud. her hands grip your hips, thumbs rubbing circles into your hip bones.

she collects the syrup on her taste buds, moaning as she finally takes your whole nipple in her mouth, doing her best to suck everything off.

“fuck,” you hiss as she releases it with a pop. the skin swells slightly and she grins, knowing a hickey will form there.

this feels like a fever dream, your mind blurry as she flattens her tongue on your skin and follows the sticky trail down to your navel.

“having fun there?” you manage to choke out, hands subconsciously tugging at the hair that lays by the nape of her neck.

she smirks lazily, collecting the sweet remnants on two of her fingers and bringing them to your face.

“have a taste, baby.”

you eye her down before slowly opening your mouth a little, letting her shove her fingers in. she moans at the warmth, your saliva coating her fingers as she sinks two slender digits in until you’re gagging on them knuckle deep. she feels herself getting irritable, her boxers now wet and uncomfortable.

“that’s it,” she whispers, looking down the bridge of her freckled nasal at you, “good fucking girl.”

she pulls them out and your hole clenches at the sight of your spit leaking down the veins in her hands and wrists.

after wiping her hand clean, she turns back to the coffee table.

you feel dizzy, trying to process the sensuality of what just happened to the point you hadn’t even noticed ellie tug your panties to your ankles.

she giggles slightly as your hips jump at the feeling of her nose bumping your puffy clit. you forgot she was high.

“ellie, i swear to god- fuck!”

you hear it before you even feel it. the slight hissing sound and then the feeling of the cold whipped cream swirled in perfect little mountain on your mound.

she ogles it, proud of her creation before she’s got her whole mouth on your pussy.

your jaw slacks and your mouth falls open yet your brain short circuits, failing to produce any sounds.

“mmm” she hums, lips smacking as she pulls off, “fuck yeah.”

ellie’s long fingers wrap around your ankles, the anklet she got you for your anniversary jingling in her ear as she raises them up, pressing your knees toward your chest.

you cry out as she latches onto your throbbing clit, tongue plunging deep into your hole to taste the main treat. you grip her hair, forcing her face into as if it were even possible for her to be any deeper inside you. trying your best to remember curtesy and your elderly neighbors, you chew on your bottom lip until it’s beaded raw and puffy. your mind goes misty, already hazed from how much you smoked and the spot ellie was repeatedly hitting with her tongue.

your orgasm is accompanied by a string of curses and white vision as your saccharine juices coat ellie’s chin and lips. your limbs twitch, toes curling as you struggle to grab onto any remaining strings of sanity let alone your own breath.

she gives you a lopsided smile and flops back against the sofa, rubbing your thigh tenderly just the way you liked.

“that was like— munchies but on steroids, babe.”

that was the last you heard of her ramble before you fell asleep. god, she was such a fucking weirdo.

#ellie williams #ellie williams smut #ellie williams x reader #the last of us #the last of us part 2 #tlou #ellie williams x you #female reader #smut #lesbian #wlw #wlw smut #brainrot #drabble #video game

[ellieshoochiemama]

Suddenly I’m taking her to my penthouse and freaking it.

#tlou #tlou2 #ellie tlou #ellie williams #i need her #ellie the last of us #muscle mommy #the last of us #abby the last of us #abby anderson #tlou part 2 #tlou2 photomode #tlou fic #ellie williams x you #ellie williams x reader #ellie smut #ps5 #tlou remastered #tlou2 remastered #video games #her.

[dejwrld]

CHOSOIST KINKTOBER GAMING PLAYLIST — WEEK 2

( GUARDIAN ANGEL ) 🎮 GUARDIAN ANGEL!SEPHIROTH X READER

— game synopsis: he's been your guardian angel since you were sixteen years old. protecting you from danger you didn't see coming, but now that you're slowly wanting space from him—he makes it his mission to remind you who you belong to until you take your final breath.

( cw ) ⸻ fem reader, female anatomy described, slight enemies to fuckers, reader somewhat purposely put herself in danger, possessive!sephiroth, mentions of sephiroth having pretty white wings, mating press position, cream pies, mentions of soul ties,

⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀kinktober masterlist / previous playthrough

You’ve known him since you were sixteen years old. The mere memory of him grabbing at your backpack strap to tug you out of the way as you were about to walk into ongoing traffic imprints your brain like a nostalgic TV memory. He was a sixteen-year-old guardian angel who aged through the years as you grew, interfering in your life as if you were the most life-threatening person ever. 

Freshman year of college, he’s taking the red solo cup of whatever mixed potion the older frat guys made out of your hand. This led to practically the whole campus thinking you were chronically insane as you argued with no one because they couldn’t see what you saw. He interfered with your life at moments when you had it all under control, and he didn’t need to baby you as if you didn’t. But you were grateful for him, and the things he did stop when things got bad.

It's like killing a guy who roofied you at a bar. Despite the toxic drugs from drinking your drink, it had you feeling like you were in another world. You remember the crimson-red liquid staining his large, elegant white wings after the deed was done. After that, he’s never left your side, and you grew to feel suffocated. You couldn’t do much in your life if you had your guardian angel down your neck twenty-four-seven commenting on you getting hurt or dying. 

Now an adult, he still was here. Despite you being perfectly fine. No freak accidents, no near-death experiences. He still was here lurking around as if you were a child. 

Right now, watching as you poorly attempted to get laid. Your panties dangle from your ankle as you wait for the guy to insert, but as your horny meter slowly decreases—so does the poor stranger you met at a bar cock. Your eyes averted between your bodies as he aggressively pumped his condom-covered cock; you could hear his laughs as he was sitting on your kitchen counter chewing on an apple. 

Fuckin’ Sephiroth.

“You know what? That’s okay. Just leave.” You pushed the guy off you, limp dick and all while you’re scrambling to tug your panties back on. 

“What? It just takes some time,” The guy’s tugging his pants up in frustration. “Just please…baby.” He’s grasping on you, and you’re swatting his hand away like it’s an annoying fruit fly. 

“Just go. I’m no longer in the mood.” You warned.

This was a warning not only for yourself but for him. You had a 6’1 angel looming around your apartment who didn’t care to kill someone—especially a person who wasn’t following directions. Your eyes darted from him in the kitchen to the guy who kissed his teeth while collecting his belongings.

“Don’t call me anymore! You completely wasted my time.” He sneered at you while leaving your apartment. The door closed with a harsh slam that made you jump. 

As silence drifts over your apartment, and the only thing you can hear is the sound of that annoying clock in your kitchen ticking, you lean back on the couch with a sigh. “You know, you completely ruined the vibe, you know?” Your eyes land on the white-haired male as he finishes the apple he obnoxiously chews on.

“Do not blame it on me.” He tosses the apple in a trash can and stands up to close the space between you.

“I am blaming you because it seems like every romantic connection I attempt to make, you are there to ruin it.” You sneered at him before sitting up. “I don’t think this will work anymore, Sephiroth.” 

“Are you saying you want to release me of my duties of being your guardian angel?” He asks. You can feel he got closer despite shifting your eyes closed to calm yourself down from this talk. 

You two have been together for years. He’s been protecting you for years, and now it felt so suffocating that you couldn’t breathe. Sometimes, you wanted to release him of his duties, but you knew when you did that every memory you’ve shared with him would vanish. It would be like you two have never met. 

The sight of him with his elegant white wings on his back. The sight of blood staining his pale skin after murdering someone that hurt you. The look of worry when you almost walk into traffic, and he was a split second from being too late. 

He was yours just as much as you were his. But you needed space. 

“Yes.” You breathed out, pushing yourself off the couch to enter your room. “You know, I appreciate everything you’ve done for me, but I don’t think we can co-exist in each other’s lives anymore.” You explained you turned around, and he was leaning against your doorframe with the most obnoxious face. 

It was as if your words were going out one ear and the other for him. “We’re not young anymore. I don’t need you being so….so.” You were searching for the word to describe how you felt—frustration riddling your bones as you attempted to express yourself. 

Sephiroth took steps forward, closing the gap between you two. When he was towering over you with such little care at how close he was to you—he fixed your tank top strap and let his slender fingers linger on your shoulder just a little longer to cause goosebumps to garnish your skin immediately. 

“Possessive.” He finishes your sentence as his teeth graze upon his lower lip. “Is that the word you’re searching for, my little ward?” 

And with challenging eyes, you met his and said, “Yes. Possessive, like you own me or something.” 

His chuckles. But this chuckle was different from the one you have heard. It felt more sinister, more agitated. 

“You’re stuck with me, love. If you like it or not. We’re bound together until you die of old age or better yet, I briefly take my eyes off you as fate finally chooses a moment for you to die. Maybe a bus will hit you as you walk into traffic for texting on that silly device of yours, or maybe you’ll accidentally hit your head.” 

Your eyebrows furrow together in frustration and anger at his words. 

“You enjoy my company but don’t want to admit it. You think I didn’t notice the way you bring home little flings to spite me. You think I can’t hear the way your heartbeat quickens at the sight of me watching you get fucked by some man who can’t even make you orgasm. Sephiroth’s eyes glance over your body like he was observing you under a microscope. “So tell me, Y/N.” His finger’s toying with that strap on your tank top that keeps falling off your shoulder. 

“How many times have you imagined me, your sworn protector—your guardian angel fucking you?” His fingers drag alongside your nipples that harden through the thin white fabric of your tank top. “And don’t lie; I know when you’re lying to me.” 

You couldn’t quite remember what you had said after his words for your knees to be pressed upon your stomach and for Sephiroth’s cock to be buried into your throbbing cunt while your moans bounced off the walls. The pornographic sound of heated skin slapping against each other with the sound of your headboard banging against the wall was like music to your ears. But you enjoyed the sight of Sephiroth more. 

His crystal white hair fell in his face so perfectly. Comically enough, you wanted to say he looked like an angel. His eyes kept averting between your fucked out face and in between your body. With each glance down there, it seemed he fucked you into the mattress even harder. Instantly, your legs snake around his waist, completely trapping him from depriving you of what you were so eager for.

Sephiroth chuckles darkly through your pants of desperation, “Seems you’re enjoying this a little too much.” He mumbles. He pulls his cock entirely out of you, leaving you whining for more. 

He guides his cock in between your pussy lips rubbing in the mixture of your essence and pre-cum. Your back arched off the mattress with urgency, and he pushed you back down so you could endure the pleasurable torture of his cock teasing you until you were staining the cotton sheets below your naked body. With each stroke between your puffy lips, you’re squeezing your eyes shut tightly to prevent even the littlest thought of him seeing you like this. You didn’t think you could fathom the mere embarrassment. 

“Come on, you don’t want to see how well you take me?” He questions, his voice rings with a teasing tone that makes your pussy pulse. 

“Fine then.” He mumbles what seems to himself before he hooks his strong arms under your knees, completely trapping you under him and what’s to come.

You wondered if Sephiroth could hear how fast your heart was beating. It felt like it was bouncing around your chest like a small ball in a pinball machine. The feeling of his thick tip brushing against your entrance felt like the world had stopped. Perhaps it did. The idea of a guardian angel fucking his ward into her mattress had to be some form of rule breaker, right? Maybe, just maybe—God had briefly paused the world to give you time to weigh out the pros and cons of this.

But when Sephiroth bottomed down inside you, you felt the world unpause, and a wave of pleasure travel across your body. You even could hear yourself let out a sigh of relief—as if you’ve been waiting for this moment in centuries. The way his cock was inside, you felt like it was a missing piece in a puzzle you need. It fit perfectly, but when he started rotating and thrusting his hips—you couldn’t help but call out his name like it was a scripture.

It wasn’t as if you could do anything else but take his sensual thrusts. The mating press position trapped you from doing anything else but that. The way he was making you feel at the moment had you ignoring all that. Your moans echoed into his ear, and Sephiroth was very responsive because he’d grunt back like a rabid animal in heat. Ensuring that the feeling was mutual. That he was feeling just as good as you were. 

“After this, you’ll be stuck with me forever, right?” Sephiroth asked. His tongue drags alongside the bridge of your right ear, and instantly, your legs snake around his waist, locking your feet together so he won’t let go.

“Mhm, that’s what I thought.” His words send a chill down your spine as he continues to fuck into the mattress.

The pornographic sound of heated flesh echos upon your bedroom, and your eyes seem to squeeze shut in bliss. Savoring the moment between the two of you until you couldn’t anymore. Your pussy pulsed around his cock, and your thighs quivered under your guardian angel’s touch. His grip on you grew tighter, and you knew that he was unraveling right on top of you. His groans that echoed in your ear changed into whines of desperation. If you were being honest with yourself, you haven’t seen him this desperate in your life.

But it was a reason for that because, in just three seconds, he was a coming mess. He didn’t even bother to pull out, either. His nails dug into your heated flesh with each thrust inside of you, ensuring that each droplet of his cum stayed inside of you. With your legs wrapped around his waist, you leaned up to indulge in a heated kiss to seal the deal that you knew was going to follow you for years.

You truly were stuck with him forever until you took your last breath. 

TAGS // @salaciousdoll @syndrlla97 @lilvampirina @msun1c0rn

#sephiroth x reader #sephiroth smut #final fantasy smut #final fantasy x reader #female reader #x female reader smut #video games x reader #video games smut #angelshubnetwork #chosoistkinktober23 #⊹˳⁺ ♡ 𝒻𝒶𝓃𝒻𝒾𝒸𝓉𝒾𝑜𝓃 𝒸𝓇𝑒𝒶𝓉𝒾𝑜𝓃𝓈

[noyasmashing]

Between Lines

Sub!Kenma x Fem!reader

CW: caught jerking off, reader a lil mean, begging, kenma being a cry baby, phone smut

A/N: Kinda rushed this one tbh.. I don’t know if I’m a fan of it but I liked the idea

WC: 1,360

Kenma's quiet demeanor was a defining trait, one that set him apart from the crowd. He wasn't one to actively seek out friendships, nor did he make much effort to engage in conversations with girls.

However, you were the exception. The circumstances of how your nightly calls began was something Kenma could not recall; but it was evolved from your shared love of video games. But once the controllers were set aside for the night, the conversations continued.

Despite his reputation for silence, Kenma was an attentive listener. He found solace in the sound of your voice, absorbing every detail you shared – whether it was the latest gossip, your favorite TV shows, or the mundane details of your day. He was content with this, offering only occasional interjections or quiet chuckles in response.

When the topic inevitably turned to him, Kenma's responses were dry, stale. I mean, you tried to talk about him, but it’s like he was on a witness protection program. He always found a way to turn the conversations back to you.

You weren’t exactly sure why, as sometimes you would have to ask “Are you still there, Kozu?"

A soft "mhmm" would be his only response, a subtle reassurance that he was indeed still listening.

Tonight was no exception. The clock ticked past 10:00 pm, leaving Kenma’s room dark as he lay on his bed, phone pressed to his ear. Your voice filled the room, animated and excited as you recounted the latest episode from your favorite TV show.

"But can you believe that plot twist?" you exclaimed, your excitement palpable even through the phone.

"Yeah, it was unexpected," Kenma replied, his tone calm but laced with a hint of amusement.

As the conversation continued, Kenma found himself lying there, feeling embarrassingly aroused. Lately, he had been struggling to find release, but there was something about the sound of your voice that seemed to make him undeniably hard.

His hand started to wander lower, venturing into forbidden territory where his boxers were already dampened with precum.

"That reminds me, Kozu! What you pulled off during the last match was pretty impressive," you enthusiastically complimented him, completely unaware of the effect your words were having on him.

“o-oh really?” He asked shakily, shamelessly teasing his overly sensitive pink tip.

"Mhmm, good job, Kozu.” You chuckled, praising him once more for his gaming skills.

Now, of all times, was the worst moment to praise him like that. He was already so aroused! The tone of your voice, your affectionate words, and just your presence in general was too much for him. By now, he was shakily jerking himself off, beads of precum leaking out of his tip.

He attempted to stifle his sounds of pleasure, but his efforts were in vain as a loud moan escaped him, broadcasting through the mic. His moment of ecstasy was abruptly halted when the realization of his mistake hit him.

"Kozu?" you asked, surprised at his unexpected reaction. Kenma didn’t know what to do with himself. He could die right about now. The one time he decided to let into his urges and he gets caught!

Before he could gather his thoughts to respond, you continued with a mischievous tone, "Have you been getting off to my voice every night?" Kenma's cheeks flushed even deeper as he struggled to find words, caught off guard by your bold question.

"N-no... I just... I'm sorry," Kenma whimpered out, his embarrassment evident in his voice. Somehow, he found himself even more aroused than before. Being caught by you had an unexpected effect on his body.

He braced himself for your potential reaction—scolding, perhaps even the silent treatment, or worse. But instead, your voice cut through his panicked thoughts, softer than before, calm and understanding,

"Did you cum yet?" you asked curiously, your tone indicating a desire to help with his predicament.

"W-what?" Kenma asked, still expecting a reprimand from you, his confusion evident in his voice.

“Cum? Did you?” you asked, this time with a slightly firmer tone.

"N-n, no.. no I didn’t," Kenma told you anxiously, unable to believe you would ask him something so intimate.

“Do you want to?” you inquired, your tone still gentle, yet probing. Kenma couldn't decipher how you felt about the situation, but he responded with a shaky "yes," although it was an obvious answer.

Your light laughter filled the air, further fueling Kenma's embarrassment. "I won't stop you, Kozu. I was waiting for something like this to happen," you admitted seductively, your words sending a shiver down his spine.

Kenma let out a soft whine, feeling a mixture of embarrassment and arousal coursing through him at your candid admission.

His hand slowly made its way back down to his aching cock, ready to relive himself of this burning feeling.

"What... what do you mean?" Kenma let out shakily, running his hand over the length of his throbbing erection. God, he was incredibly turned on right now, teetering on the edge of climax with every touch.

"Oh, come on," you teased, as if he should have known what you meant all along, though maybe he did, he wasn't sure. "Do you think I spend hours talking to you even when it’s late just for fun? I like you, Kozume. I really do," you confessed, as if it were the most obvious thing in the world.

This time, Kenma let out a loud moan in response. You? You liked him? It was all too much for him to process.

"I want to see you," he whined, his voice filled with desperation, the sound of his frantic movements against his cock audible through the speaker, causing you to clench around nothing.

"You sound so pretty right now. I wish it was my hand doing the work for you," you remarked, ignoring his attempts at flattery.

He continued to diligently pleasure himself, while you comforted him with soft words, unwittingly encouraging his actions.

His breath became heavier, punctuated by moans and whimpers. "Please," he breathed out, nearing the edge of his climax.

"Please what, Kozu? Do you want to cum?" you asked warmly, causing him to nod his head rapidly, as if you could see him.

"Hmm?" you questioned at his silence. He let out a shy "can I?" seeking your permission for release.

"I don’t know…" you trailed off, feigning contemplation. "I’m kind of upset you touched yourself to my voice without me knowing. You're such a little pervert," you chided, and Kenma couldn't help but let out a mangled sob, his hand slowing its pace in response to your disapproval.

Hearing his slowed motions, you quickly scolded him,

"Don’t slow down if I didn’t tell you to.” This time you were much harsher than he expected. Tears began running down his burning cheeks, small apologies leaving his wet lips.

“If you wanna cum, beg," your demeanor shifted quickly, fueling his arousal even more.

He couldn’t believe you would make him do something so lewd, but he was too far gone to stop himself, "Please.. p-please [name], 'wanna cum so bad! I'm sorry.. mm sorry!" Kenma's voice came out in pitiful sobs, his desperation evident.

The sound of your tongue clicking, as if you weren’t satisfied with his pleas, only made him more desperate.

“I don’t know… maybe I should make you wait until I can touch you,” you remarked. But all Kenma could focus on was the “until I can touch you.”

The thought of you, looking at him with those pretty eyes as you made him cum on himself over and over again, was too much.

He let out more pleas and whimpers, his hips buckling pathetically into his own hand.

“I need to cum, it hurts. I haven’t in sooo long. Please, just this once.. one time,” he rambled, trying to convince you.

"Alright baby, let it out," you finally relented, and Kenma's moans grew louder as thick white ropes of cum flew out from his sensitive tip, coating his pale stomach. Small thank yous and pieces of your name left his lips as he hit his peak.

"Who knew someone so quiet would moan so loud," you remarked, a hint of amusement in your voice.

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[dean-samw67]

Carlos Carlos carlos!

But hear me out, Leon and Carlos sandwich with reader in the middle I think I would PASS OUT.

Bonus points if it’s like…. At a gym or a pool and they’re all sweaty or wet (I will see my perverted ass out)

Hot and Heated

Carlos Oliveira x Fem!reader x Leon Kennedy

A/N: No because I will always take a Carlos x Reader x Leon!!! This is like my biggest fantasy!! Hope you enjoy! I am a little rusty so I hope I did okay! Also I am not a big fan of anal but for Carlos... ANYTHING

Warnings!: Pure self-indulgent smut, porn without a plot, unprotected sex, anal, fingering, dirty talk, threesome

Words: 2704

You had known Leon and Carlos for as long as you could remember. So it wasn’t an odd thing to find you at the gym with them occasionally. If you weren’t at the gym, you definitely were at your house with them, in your pool. 

Today just happened to be a super hot day, so both boys decided crashing your house was the way to go. You were sitting out in a pool chair, eyes closed as the two boys lounged in the pool. You were sweating heavily, even in your bikini. 

“Come on in, Y/n. You know we don’t bite.” Carlos calls you over, causing you to lift your head and look at the two men. 

They were both wet, possibly from a mix of sweat and pool water. Your tongue swipes over your lips as you drink them both in with your eyes. Yeah, you found your two friends quite attractive. Who wouldn’t? And to have both of them in swimsuits in your pool was any person's dream come true. 

Carlos runs a hand through his hair, pushing it back from his face. Due to it being wet, it held from his face. You sigh with a small smirk to yourself as you get up from the chair. 

“I guess.” You playfully act annoyed. 

“Are we not good enough for you?” Leon chuckles as you sit at the edge of the pool, slipping your legs into the cool water. It did feel nice with how hot it is outside. 

“She’s just a stubborn one, Leon. She just needs a little…” Carlos’s hand wraps around your ankle, a smirk spreading across his face. “Push.” Before you could react, Carlos yanks you into the water. You had enough time to hold your breath as you went under and then come back up, wiping your face as you gasp. 

“Carlos!” You smack him in the chest as you come back from his sudden surprise. 

“What? I was cooling you off.” Carlos chuckles as he watches you with a proud smirk. You give him a small glare as you back up in the water. 

“And this is why Leon is my favorite.” You hook your arm with Leon’s as you stop next to him. 

“I am?” A soft blush reaches Leon’s cheeks as he looks down at you. 

“Come on, Darling. I didn’t mean anything by it. Don’t be like that.” Carlos chuckles as his eyes scan up and down your body. You roll your eyes at the dark haired man and then look at Leon, standing on your toes in the water and kissing his cheek. Yeah, maybe you were trying to get a rise out of Carlos. You loved it though. Leon gasps as his face becomes a deeper shade of red. It made you giggle as you landed back on your feet under the water. Carlos smirks and dives under the water. You watch as his figure gets closer underneath you. You squeal as he jumps up and out of the water, right behind you, his hands then resting on your hips. You were now in between the two of them, your face now red. 

“Aw, are you gonna get shy now?” Carlos stares down at you as his thumbs rub circles on your hips, causing your heart to beat so loud you couldn’t even hear yourself think. 

“No.” You scoff as you roll your eyes, looking at Leon, who now faces you. You bite down on your bottom lip, feeling the nerves get to you. Stuck between two, hot, half naked, wet men. Yeah, you had to be dreaming. But the tightening of Carlos’s grip made it feel just as real as it is. 

“She’s pretty like this, huh, Leon?” Carlos chuckles. 

“She is.” Leon’s thumb strokes over your cheek as you meet his eye. You can feel as Carlos leans closer to your ear, his hot breath brushing your skin. 

“You have goosebumps.” He whispers against your ear, his nose skimming over your skin. 

“What?” You gasp as you pull your eyes from Leon and look back at Carlos. 

“You have goosebumps.��� His hand rises out of the water and trails over your arm, where the hair stood up. “And I know there is no way you are cold.” 

“How do you know that?” 

“Because you are stuck between two warm bodies and it is already pretty hot out.” Carlos chuckles in your ear, sending more shivers along your body. It is like electricity as you feel Leon’s hands caress over your sides. You take a deep inhale as you close your eyes, taking in all the feelings. 

“Give us the word, and we will do it.” Carlos whispers. It. You knew exactly what he meant. It was something you had wanted to do for quite a while. 

“Please.” You beg, your voice just above the whisper. With that one word, Carlos was attacking your neck with kisses, which made your heart pound even louder from the action. As Carlos was working on one side of your neck, Leon leans forward and leaves kisses along the other side. It made you let out a gasp of pure enjoyment as both men step closer to you, Carlos tightly against your back and Leon’s chest against yours. 

You had experienced pleasure before but this… this was something you couldn’t put into words. Words couldn’t describe how you felt in this moment. It was raw and beautiful and it didn’t matter about anything besides that it felt amazing. Carlos’s hand slips across your front and into your bottoms. His fingers just grace over your clit causing a jolt of pleasure and a loud gasp to release from the back of your throat. 

He lets out a dark chuckle against your neck and moves his fingers back over your clit, placing pressure on it. He rubs slow, torturous circles as you let out lewd noises that filled the air. You grip onto Leon’s arms, looking for stability anywhere. You had no doubt your neighbors would know what was going on in your backyard, even if it was fenced in. 

“You make such pretty noises.” Leon whispers against your neck as his hands move up your sides to cup your breasts. You were breathing heavily as you rested your head back on Carlos’s shoulder. 

“She does, doesn’t she?” Carlos had a wide smirk plastered on his face as he was still rubbing circles on your clit. 

“Fuck…” You let out a heavy gasp, your chest heaving up and down into Leon’s hands. 

“Well, that's not such a pretty word coming from those pretty lips.” Carlos’s voice was extremely cocky. 

“Shut up.” Your hips buck against his hand as he slows his rubbing even more. 

“Ah, ah, ah. Do you want to be rewarded with our touch? Because if so, you need to be nicer.” You open your eyes and look up at him with a glare as you continue to moan and gasp softly, your breath hitting his face. “I mean…” Carlos begins to remove his hand from your bikini bottoms. You grip his wrist quickly with one of your hands. 

“No… please don’t stop.” You whimper as you feel the pleasure receding. Leon glances up at Carlos, your breasts still in his hands, but not moving. 

“But you were being mean. That doesn’t deserve a reward.” Carlos raises an eyebrow. 

“No… I didn’t mean it… Carlos.” You whimper as you reach your hand up to his face and cup it in your desperate need to get him and Leon to please you again. 

“I don’t know, darling. I don’t think you deserve it.” His eyes lock with yours. 

“Please.” You beg, leaning up a bit and pressing your lips softly to his for a few moments. He smiles softly in the kiss just before you pull away. 

“Good girl.” He chuckles as his fingers find your clit again sending a jolt of electric pleasure through your body, causing you to tremble a bit under his touch. Leon takes to now slip his hands under your bikini top and massaging your breasts under his hands, his palms swiping your nipples as he does so. 

Your hand that was on Carlos’s face slides up to his hair, gripping at the thick locks. Your other hand claws into Leon’s arm. This was just some touching. You were completely at their mercy. Leon leaves gentle kisses along your chest and shoulders. You arch your back, your chest pressing further into Leon’s hands. 

Each touch just sent another wave of pleasure coursing through your veins. Each gasp becomes a little louder. And just as you felt yourself beginning to reach the finish, Carlos slips a finger into your hole, his thumb still working on your clit. 

“Oh shit!” You whimper at the unexpected, but welcomed, feeling. Carlos’s other hand takes your face by the chin. 

“Language, darling.” He smirks, enjoyment coming from messing with you. Your eyelids flutter closed as your eyes roll back, his middle finger moving in and out of your cunt. In the midst of it all, Leon pulls down the cup of your top and leans down, taking your nipple into his mouth, his tongue working wonders. 

“Carlos… Leon…” Both their names came out as broken cries of pleasure. Your legs were trembling under the water as your nails drag along Leon’s bicep. With a light tug at Carlos’s hair, and a grunt earned from it, you are whimpering wildly as your walls clench on Carlos’s finger with your release. As Carlos slows his pace and pulls his hand from your bottoms, Leon lifts his head from your nipple. Both of them had eyes on you, soaking in your post orgasm state. 

Your breathing was heavy as you looked up through hooded eyelids, meeting Leon’s eyes. “You’re such a mess already.” He had a small smirk on his face. 

“And we aren’t even finished with ya’.” Carlos chuckles as his nose brushes against your neck, the smell of your arousal and sweat, turning him on further. You could already feel it. Him and Leon were both erect and their swim trunks were tight. 

“I need you both to take me.” You beg as you glance between the two of them. 

“At the same time?” Leon looked at you in a small state of shock. 

“I have multiple holes for a reason.” You seductively bit down on your bottom lip as you meet his eye. 

“I like how your dirty little mind works, Y/n.” Carlos lets out a low, dark chuckle that came from his chest. 

Within an instant the two of them had you completely undressed in between them before discarding their own trunks. All your clothing was tossed onto the ground at the side of the pool. You could now feel each of their erect cocks, rubbing against your skin. Leon’s against your stomach, and Carlos’s against your back and ass. 

You gasp as you feel Carlos lift you up, hands on your inner thighs so your legs are spread open. You lean back against his chest for stability, Leon’s hands holding you by the hips. Carlos leans against the wall of the pool as the two of them hold you up. It was obvious they didn’t need assistance from each other to hold you up but it made it all hotter. 

“You go in her first.” Carlos grunts as he looks at Leon. Leon nods and you feel his tip rub against your entrance. He meets your eye and a small nod was all he needed to push his whole cock into you at once. You let out a cry of pleasure, and a small amount of pain. It had been a while since you had sex so it was a bit uncomfortable at first. But within a few thrusts your walls wrapped around his length perfectly. 

“You ready, darling?” Carlos whispers in your ear, his accent strong with each word. It had you melting in his arms. 

“Yes…” You let out a breathy moan as Leon places his hand on one of your thighs for Carlos. Carlos takes a hold of his cock and lines up with your ass. His tip grazes your tight hold and it causes you to tense a bit. You never took someone back there before. 

“You need to let yourself relax.” Carlos rubs circles into your thigh he was still holding as Leon slows to a stop to let your body calm. You let out a deep breath, closing your eyes and letting my body relax, waiting for him. You feel Carlos reach to your pussy and smear some of your wetness to your back end and his cock, to lube you up. You were soaked that even the water wasn’t completely washing it away. Carlos lines up with your hole and very cautiously sinks in with a groan. You let out a whimper of pain, the walls of your ass clenching tightly on him. 

“Fuck… It- it's so tight…” Carlos stutters with a grunt. You were shaking as he bottoms out and places his hand back on your thigh. He places his forehead against your shoulder as he gasps. As he holds his place to let your body adjust, Leon begins his pace again in an attempt to allow pleasure to take over the pain. 

“Shit… She's clenching so much.” Leon whimpers as his fingertips dig into your hips. Each movement sent the water around you three splashing a bit. Your eyes roll back as the feeling of it all quickly becomes a lot. You felt full. Your body is in a mix of pain and pleasure, already overstimulated from earlier. With slow, long thrusts, Carlos begins to move.

It started off painful but each move was a step closer to your body giving into the pleasure the two men were bringing you. Within a few minutes both men were thrusting into your holes at fast paces that had your jaw hanging open, your moans piercing the air. All that could be heard was grunts, groans and cries of pleasure, mixed with the splashing of the water. 

It didn’t take long for your body to begin to tremble against theirs. “You like that?” Leon mutters against the skin of your chest, kissing it. 

“Yeah, she does. She loves being this full with the cocks of her two best friends.” Carlos grunts out as he drinks in the mess they were making you. It was a beautiful sight. Mouth open, body practically limp and to their mercy now, eyes rolled back, cheeks flushed, and body damp from a mix of sweat and water. 

The two mens rhythms lined up perfectly, slamming deeply into your holes, which clenched hard on them. Neither of them thought they could last long, but it was clear you couldn’t either. 

“Where do you want us to cum, sweetheart?” Carlos gasps into your ear. 

“Inside. Inside me, please. Fill me up.” You whine through the pleasure, each stroke pushing me to the edge. The louder they got was more of a signal to their pending release. Your whole body was shaking from head to toe. Even the guys were trembling. You had your back roughly pressed against Carlos’s chest, nails digging into the flesh of Leon’s shoulders. 

“I can’t hold on…” Leon gasps as he buries his face in your neck. One last thrust and he was finished, coating your walls with his seed. It took a few more thrusts out of Carlos to then release his hot cum inside your ass. This all sent you over the edge as they both filled you up. Your body shivered with its release as you arch your back, letting out loud whines. 

Each of you came down from your highs with heavy breathing as both men stilled inside you. Your body, now completely limp in their arms, could barely move aside from trembling. 

“How about we clean you up and take you inside?” Carlos’s lips skim over the temple of your head. 

“We can lay with you in between us.” Leon cups your cheek with a gentle hand. 

You give a breathless nod with a small smile, having a strong feeling this wasn’t over.

Masterlist

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[bunnys-kisses]

teacher's pet - halsin silverbough

pairing: halsin silverbough x fem!reader rating: 18+ tags: pwp, apprentice!reader, master/pupil relationship, smut, 2.3k words, multiple positions, a small fic a/n: partially inspired by this post by @chiwhorei

  To join with Halsin was not something you expected to happen. You were quite content with being his apprentice in the Grove. But, when he decided to join the party to find out more about the tadpoles, you were taken away on the adventure too.

At first it was hard to be away from home, you often missed it quite dearly. But Halsin was there to comfort you during the early period of your journey.

  ”We will return before you know it.“ He said as he placed you in his lap and rubbed your head with his large hand. He wiped away the stray tears and even joked that you'd become a hero. That made you smile a little.

You, a hero? It was almost comical. You bloomed under his attention and care, he still made sure that you were kept up to date with your studies. When he returned to camp, he often asked you questions about what you had been reading that day.

  ”You have to keep your mind sharp, you know.“ He said, ”Now, why don't you try again with that question?”

But with time, his touches lingered longer. His gaze held yours more often. He often found himself touching parts of you while at camp. He especially loved placing his hand on the small of your back and guiding you around. After all, you were meant to learn everything from him.

He told you that he could never imagine leaving you behind at Emerald Grove. You were meant to be his side, after all that was why he picked you to be his apprentice. Even though he had many throughout his life, there was none like you.

  “So curious.” He once said, “So kind.” He wanted to reach out for you, but stopped himself. He had to maintain a hard line between apprentice and pupil.

But in all fairness, it didn't take long for the line to become blurred. Those back at the Grove wouldn't know if he touched your back or got a good smell of your hair as you walked by. They wouldn't know that he had one more than on occasion pleasured himself to thoughts of you.

He wondered if you had any lovers, if a man had ever touched you. Not that he was the most possessive man, but he was curious if he had to teach you more than just healing.

He wondered how you tasted, how you sounded when you reached climax. How hot your body would run if he pleasured you in just the right way. There were many questions that all made him wonder if he'd ever get an answer or would they be simple ideas that wracked his brain when he was alone.

He stood close to six feet and five inches. He made you feel so small, even with the encouraging smiles. He knew that, he knew that you'd always be so much smaller than him. But that was alright, he was your teacher after all. Which meant that he was assigned to protect you when the wilderness outside the Grove became too powerful for you.

And of course, you'd be there to bandage his wounds. One time you were applying bandages and he got a good look at your cleavage. He wondered if such a smaller woman could become as powerful as him. He held a need to protect you, even from himself.

But he was often lost in thought about you. You were the same way. And like a strong magnet, you came together in a night of heated passion. Then another one soon after that, then another one after that. Soon it became a frequent occurrence.

  “I'm doing this to train you further, you should be able to perform under pressure.” But in reality he loved how you squirmed on his cock and he loved dumping his seed deep into you.

  “Of course, master.” You blushed, “I want to learn everything you know!”

He smiled and patted your head, “ Of course, little one. Now come here before the others come back.” Then patted his lap.

-

It was another long day, night had crossed the sky. Most of the party was asleep except for you and Halsin. You had waited in the dark until Halsin moved from his bed roll and went into the forest. You followed soon after him like a puppy dog.

He heard you following him and turned around to look at you. You picked up the pace and got closer to him. He wrapped an arm around your shoulders and pulled you close to him. Your face was up against his side as he led you further into the woods.

You felt excitement to your core as eventually you two found a familiar clearing to have your nightly activities. You felt a heat pool in your gut as you exited the thickness of the woods.

He let go of you and you walked closer to the nearby river. His gaze caught the sight of your ass as you swayed your hips from side to side. He chuckled to himself, “Teasing me, aren't you?”

You looked at him, “No, sir.” And yelped when he closed the gap between you two and grabbed you by the ass. He squeezed the cheek and leaned down to kiss you to silence you.

Your legs became like jelly as you melted into his kiss. He knew exactly how to make you weak. You had trained so hard to have zero weakness! Yet, your master was the one who left you so weak and vulnerable.

When he pulled away,  he took you by the hand and led you up on the boulders that lined the river. He began to undress you slowly, it was like opening a present. He had seen you naked before, but this was something else. To see you up so close.

He kept you in his large lap as he pulled your clothes off of you. His callused hands grabbed your breasts. He pulled at your nipples gently over your thin bra before he took that off too. Your naked body was exposed to the warm air of the night.

  “You look divine, my apprentice. I wish I could have done this sooner. To taste you, to have you.” He dipped his head to kiss at your neck. You reached behind you to grab onto his hair.

He continued to play with your breasts, he listened closely to the sounds that you made. His covered erection rubbed against your back.

  “Do you want me, little one? Do you want to feel me inside of you.” He pulled at your nipples once more, “Because I want to feel every inch of you.” His voice was low and hot, it made heat curl in your stomach.

  “Please, sir. Take me.” You whined in response. You did everything you could to keep your voice low. You didn't want your passionate cries to be heard from camp.

He chuckled, “Of course, anything for my little apprentice.” Then picked you up with ease and placed you down beside him. He slowly began to take off his clothes, careful not to toss them into the river by accident.

You blushed at the sight of fuzz on his body and the strength of his muscles. You often joked that he looked like the bear he turned into, and he said that you'd make a cuter cub. Which only made your ears grow hotter.

Once he was naked,  he man-handled you like you weighed nothing and got you settled back into his lap. He pushed hair away from your face and buried his face in your neck as he moved you so you could be seated on his cock.

You held onto your knees as you felt the stretch of your pussy around his cock. You held your breath and reminded yourself to breathe as you sank on his length. When you were fully seated on it, it felt like it was in your throat.

He was big, but it only made sense considering his proportions. He was a large man with a cock big enough to make anyone feel small.  You slowly rolled your hips to get more adjusted to his size. You puffed out your cheeks for a moment as you tried to move up and down his length.

He groaned into your heated skin as he held you in his arms. You could feel the hair on his chest against your heated back. You panted and moaned but tried your best to keep your noises down to a minimum. When you became used to his size inside of you, you felt the wash of pleasure over your heated body.

  “Halsin, ah!” You whined as you began to move faster.

He chuckled and kissed at your neck, “That's it. Such a good apprentice. You're an amazing learner. But you still have a lot to learn.”

  “Ah, sir!” You squeaked as you felt his cock bully your cervix. Of course you'd end up with the man with the largest cock at camp. Not only was he your teacher, but also your lover.

  “I feel like I should be quizzing you now.” He laughed, “There's a lot you can learn while being intimate with a man.” He kissed your neck and held you close to him.

You felt your brain practically leak out of your ear. You let him take control of rutting up into you. You reached behind yourself and held onto him as you rode him. Your heart hammered in your chest as the sounds of your fucking filled the nighttime air.

His hands were back on your breasts as he played with your hard nipples. His breath was hot against your already heated skin.

  “Please, Halsin.” You whimpered as you felt his cock hit more of your sweet spot. You felt your toes curl as you tried to relax against your lover.

  “I know, I know. You feel so good. I can't get enough of you. Since the moment I saw you, I knew you were destined to be mine. Now I have you all to myself. To love, to be with.” He said as he thrusted up into you.

You moaned and arched your back away from your teacher. He held onto your hips to guide you up and down his length. Every hard thrust felt like a blow to the gut. It left you breathless. With his heated pants against your shoulder you felt like you were in a state of euphoria.

You kicked out your legs as you felt a sting of pleasure run up your spine and the heat bloom in your chest. Your head started to feel hazy from the intense feeling. You cling to your lover as he thrusted up into you. His large frame behind you made you feel so tiny and vulnerable.

  “My sweet apprentice. You always know how to repay me for my teachings.” He remarked with a slight joke to his voice, “You know how to drive me wild.” He said as if he didn't try to have sex with you weeks earlier while in his bear form.

Your body bounced against his thrusts and you held onto him harder for some stability. Everything felt loose on your body and your brain felt gooey and soft like honey. He had a way with you that you couldn't define into words.

  “Please, Halsin.” You whimpered, “Please, sir.”

  “Of course, little one.” He then positioned you on your hands and knees, facing the river before you as he thrusted into you at a different angle. You were so easy to move, he could put you into whatever position he needed you in.

Now with a deeper angle, you felt like your womb was in your throat from how hard he was thrusting up into you. He groaned as he continued to move his hips. He pushed you further into the rock under you. Your hips were tilted at an angle that he got to the deepest parts of you. If he was hitting against your cervix prior, he was for sure doing so now.

Your eyes rolled back and the orgasm took you by surprise. You gripped onto him as you arched your back once more. You felt sweaty but at the peak of your pleasure as you climaxed around his heavy cock.

  “Good girl.” He said with affection in his tone. He continued to thrust into you. He gave it his all as he held onto your hips, he watched your ass move with each one of his hard strokes.

He licked his lips and leaned in to give your back a nice string of hickies. You were just too perfect in that state, with your nose pressed against the cool rock. To fuck out in the wild was a blessing, to share the sight of your pleasure with nature.

You were divine, his little student. He was going to make sure that you learned everything he could offer. Then maybe, if you agreed too, he'd make you his wife. But until then a little pleasure went a long way.

It wasn't the most conventional,  but he didn't mind.  You'd make a great woman for the rest of his days. With a few more thrusts of his hips, he finished inside of you with a loud groan.

You two slowed down as the slowness of post orgasmic bliss took over. He pulled out of you and pulled you into his arms. He kissed your face before you turned in his arms. The sight of you aroused him once more.

You giggled a bit before you ran a finger across his slick cock. You whispered, “Let me help you, sir. I see you still have a bit of a problem.”

The chuckle came from deep in his chest, “Of course. Help your teacher, please.” He knew he'd be falling asleep with his cock nestled in your sweet sex.

Such a teacher's pet.

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[oozedninjas]

Any Leo fucking you when he's needy honestly

Warnings: 18+ / MDNI / NSFW / Smutish / Leo is late 20's to early 30's / general verses

Needy!Leo loves it when you breathe into his mouth, panting as he thrusts into you at just the right pace. Fuck, he missed you so much.

Needy!Leo loves it when you close your legs around his head when he goes down on you—losing his mind when you tug the banana, rubbing yourself to his face desperate to reach your peak. So fucking delicious, he drinks it all down.

Needy!Leo is crazy about your moans, he adores hearing how good he makes you feel.

Needy!Leo loves holding you so close to his plastron you can barely breathe, but god, your clit feels amazing grinding against his lower belly, that you almost don't care.

Needy!Leo stays inside after he's fucked his cum deep in your real good, slowly catching his breath as he holds you close. You're good for him, so soft and warm—what do you mean you can't breathe? This is no time for air, it's time for cuddles.

#I am draineeeeeed #work has been rough and got into video games again so yeah #sorry for the lack of activity #but I'm still around! #twenty something ninja turtles #tmnt bayverse #tmnt x reader #tmnt 2007 #tmnt smut #tt post #tmnt 2012 #tmnt 2k16 #tmnt leo x reader #tmnt leo 2003 #tmnt leo 2012 #tmnt leonardo #tmnt 2014 #tmnt bayverse x reader #leo bayverse #tmnt leonardo x reader #leo tmnt 2007 #tmnt 2007 x reader

[brownsugarwrites]

✰These walls. ✰

pairings: Leon Kennedy x Black!fem!reader

warnings: smut. a little plot not much. written with black reader in mind but anyone can read. slight jealous leon, tight ripping, fucking on desk/in office, leon is kinda mean here, praise kink, voyeurism (??? not rlly but just to be safe), possessive leon, marking, cursing, p in v, edging ,slight argument, bratty reader, brat taming (??), choking, leon being a total slut, and as always creampie. mdni

notes: so excited for this! part 3 to my co worker mini series!!! also a little treat cause I hit 100 followers <3 enjoy. also titled inspired by kendrick lamar’s ‘these walls’. lastly, thank you to my love @gudetamix for beta’ing.

How did you end up like this?

Leon basically fucking you into his desk while your tights and blouse were ripped open. Needless to say, this was very unprofessional but neither of you cared at the moment.

Too caught up in him fucking you to teach you a lesson.

It wasn't exactly your fault that one of your other coworkers was flirting with you very intensely.

Leon just so happened to be coming to your desk to ask you if you wanted to have lunch with him, but the sight of that creep flirting with you made him confused and sick to his stomach.

“Can I take her away for a moment,” he’d ‘ask’ before pulling you away to his office.

“Kennedy, what the hell are you doing? I was talking to him,” you complained.

“Yeah, that's the problem,” he muttered under his breath, clearly irritated.

Bringing you into his office, he closed the door behind you. You stood in the middle of the room with your arms crossed over your chest.

“What the fuck is wrong with you, Kennedy? That was rude as hell,” you seethed as you walked towards him.

“I don’t care. I don’t like him flirting with you.”

Was he actually jealous right now?

Despite the multiple shared kisses and dates between you two since that night you brought him dinner, you didn't think it was that serious.

“We’re not even together! I am not your girlfriend, Kennedy and you know that! I'm free to do what ever the hell I want,” you argued, jabbing your finger against his chest.

That attitude of yours was testing his resolve, as the only clear thought in his mind was to bend you over his desk. You had him wrapped around your finger and didn’t even know it.

“Are you gonna stand there and look stupid or are you gonna say something?”

Leon took your face in his hand, stroking your cheek endearingly with his thumb as he looked in your eyes. He pulled you into a rough kiss, backing you against the wall. The kiss was feverish and desperate as he moved his hand to your neck, lightly applying pressure.

Feeling you whimper at the feeling his his hand against your neck, Leon pulled away. A wicked smiled was on his face as he began applying more pressure, savoring the hazy look in your eyes.

He always knew how to shut you up.

“Nobody can have you but me.” Pressing a kiss to your cheek, he leaned in close to your ear. “I don’t want that motherfucker flirting with you. Got it?”

Your mind was blank. You had a slight idea of what he was saying to you and hated how much dominion he had over you. Still, you had to get the last word.

“We’re not together,” you breathlessly muttered, looking dead into his eyes.

That damn mouth of yours.

It was obvious that you both wanted each other. Neither of you put this much attention into others that approached out of interest. But it was evident that Leon was just too pussy to ask you officially.

However, this predicament showed that his patience was wearing thin, frustration building at the fact you were still open for others to steal away, and he was not going to let that happen.

Kissing you again, he hooked one of your legs around his waist, signaling you to jump. Bringing you to his desk, he swiped his papers on the floor before setting you down

You couldn't lie.

That shit had you turned on.

Knowing the usually organized and professional Leon was so desperate for you that he was willing to disregard all of his work without a second thought sent a shiver up your spine.

Pulling away from you hastily, he quickly grabbed your thighs and pried them open. Your hands flew to the desk to keep you steady as he ripped your tights open, causing you to gasp loudly.

Did he really just…?

“My tights! This was my last pair, Kennedy, what the fuck,” you cried, ignoring your arousal for a moment. You were still at work, how were you supposed to explain this?!

“God, you talk so fucking much. I’m seconds away from fucking you on my desk, and you’re complaining about your tights.” He couldn’t help but laugh, shaking his head. “That mouth is gonna get you in trouble, but I promise I’ll buy you some new ones,” he said with a devious smirk, ripping them even wider.

Seeing the wet spot in your underwear, that same smirk grew wider.

“Tell me sweetheart. Is this from me…or from him,” he questioned, thumb rubbing circles into your soft thighs.

Of course he knew the answer, prideful he was able to get you this wet so quickly but he wanted to hear it from you in that sweet little voice.

‘Was he really doing this right now,’ you thought, worrying your bottom lip with your teeth.

Grabbing your chin again he asked you again.

“C’mon, baby. What happened to all those quick snarky remarks? Now that you're here, practically dripping onto my desk, you got nothing to say,” Leon teasingly asked, getting close enough that he was almost kissing you.

This was a sick man if you had ever seen one. But you sure as hell liked it.

Still, you remained quiet until his thumb pressed against your clit through your underwear and started to rub it up and down. You had no chance in winning this fight, no matter how hard you tried.

“Gonna ask you one more time. Was it me or him?”

“Fuck, it was you! Only you,” you whined out.

Smirking, he pulled your panties to the side to play with your pussy, rubbing up and down your slit, going to play with your clit. Your hips had a mind of their own, moving with his hand. You bit your lip to keep from anyone hearing your quiet sighs and whimpers of pleasure.

It was so cute how you tried to hold in your moans from being heard by the people in the office. But just because you were embarrassed didn’t mean he was going to let you hide those sweet sounds from him. His free thumb rubbed your bottom lip, a silent plea for you to stop biting your lip.

“I can’t, Leon. People are gonna hear us–oh!” You were cut off as he started rubbing on your clit faster, causing a moan to slip out.

“I want them to hear your pretty moans, sweetheart. I want this whole fucking office to know how good I’m making you feel.”

Seeing your hole clench around nothing had him smiling down at you.

“Would you look at that…You’re close, aren’t you, princess?”

He was teasing you at this point and you hated it. You wanted to choke him for playing with you like this. Not giving him an answer, he pulled his fingers away from you and watched the way you sighed and your eyes teared up a little

“You bastard,” you cursed, feeling your orgasm wash away from you.

“I don’t think you deserve it, pretty girl,” Leon said bringing his fingers to his mouth.

He was gonna be the death of you. You just wanted to cum and be his girlfriend by the end of it. Why was he putting through these hoops?

“Hm. Seems like my sweet princess is back. You’re not giving me any rebuttals,” he said as he began unbuckling his pants.

“Please, Leon just fuck me already, shit.”

His heavy dick gave your pussy a few slaps, causing you to buck up into him. Coating himself in your juices caused him to groan under his breath, the way your sweet noises just fell out made him crazy.

“Is the door locked? What if someone sees?”

“Don’t worry about that, just focus on me.”

God you hoped the two of you didn’t lose your jobs today.

You started babbling about professionalism and work morale in the heat of the moment, and he could tell your mind was going everywhere. He just needed you to focus on him

“Shhh, angel…just focus on me. I’m gonna make you feel so good,” he said, pushing inside you.

Biting your fist, you moaned at his length pushing inside you.

Smacking your hand away from your mouth, he quickly ripped opened your blouse to reveal the green lacy bra that held your gorgeous tits.

“T-Thanks for not ripping my blouse completely, you dickhead,” you panted, feeling him twitch inside of you.

“And to think I was gonna let you cum…don’t think I will now,” he said, still just sitting inside of you.

“Oh my god, Leon, please, no more teasing! I’ll shut up, just…please fuck me,” you begged, hands pulling at his shirt to bring him closer to your body.

“That’s my girl.”

Obeying your wishes, he kissed you as he began to thrust in and out of you. Swallowing your moans as your legs tightend around his waist, effectively pulling him closer to him.

You just wanted to be in his skin and to never let him go.

God, were you so fucking pretty like this. Basically sucking him in, your tight cunt giving him little space to move, but your sweet noisesin his ear fueling him to fuck you harder. His mind was dizzy from the pure need he felt, but was going to keep fucking you stupid.

“Shit, there we go sweetheart, that’s it. Feel so good,” he grunted in your ear, hips snapping against yours.

Asking him to go harder he obliged making you squeal loudly feeling him hit your g spot. Your nails dug into his back feeling your release coming soon. Panting in his ear that you were close he smiled bringing sneaky fingers to your clit to rub circles on it again.

It was all too much for you. You felt your mind slipping away from you as you gripped the desk, trying to keep yoursef steady.

“Please, s’close Leon” you cried out, bringing your hand to his face to kiss him as your orgasm washed over you.

You sighed but quickly whimpered feeling him push in and out of you again.

“No more- sensitive-” you babbled

Leon was not listening to your incoherent pleas as he played with your nipples through your bra, hearing the way you whimpered at the overwhelming sensation

“Just hold on for me. I know you can give me one more, princess,” he said, kissing your tears away.

Fucking into you faster, your sweet sounds meshed with his rough grunts. You were so close to the edge you couldn't take it any longer. Just your pleas of asking him if you could cum had him so close.

You didnt have time to alert him as the two of you came at the same time feeling him cum inside of you

Your mind was dizzy as you tried to come down to earth

“Hey, i'm here just breathe for me” you would hear leon's voice calling for you

Opening your hazy eyes you looked at him

“I hate you so much” you said inbetween breaths before giving a airy giggle “cant believe you just fucked me in your office”

“well. you are the one who asked for me to do it” he responded smartly before giving you some water and helping you clean up

Giving him a thank you you smiled up at him before giving him a shy kiss. despite the attitude you gave him earlier you were still shy at times

“So about dinner?” he asked before rubbing his neck in nervousness

“I would love to go to dinner with you. But you have to buy me a pair of tights” you said pressing your finger into his chest

“I promise.” he said giving a kiss to your forehead

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[dejwrites]

⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀ can i, leon kennedy

you should have known something was going to happen when he showed up at your door at two in the morning.

♔ ˖ ✧ — general warnings: female reader, her/she pronouns, female anatomy described, written with black reader in mind, established relationship (they’re exes), mentions of scars, a lil angst, profanity, takes place after re4 events but i don’t spoil anything major, reader folds immediately but who wouldn’t fold for leon, mentions of reader being a nurse, mentions of reader talking to someone—not dating but talking, slight jealous!leon, listen to can i by kehlani to get the mood of this one shot // smut warnings: missionary position, a lil bit of just the tipness…you’ll understand what i mean when you read it, spit usage, implied oral (f.receiving), clit play, fully clothed leon kinda idk man i thought the sight of him being fully clothed was hot in my head just walk with me it okay, body worship, implied marking kink, // word count: 2.6k, minors dni

A YAWN ESCAPED BY YOUR LIPS AS YOU LET YOUR SLIPPERS SLIDE ACROSS THE LIGHT WOODEN FLOORS. The sound of knocking on your apartment’s door jolting you out of sleep caused you to grumble all types of profanity words under your breath. You had finished a twelve-hour shift at your job and had the next day off—gladly you were spending that time catching up on sleep until the person behind your front door interrupted. You leaned forward to peel through the peephole, and you thought your eyes were deceiving you. You stepped back to rub the sleep out of your eyes to confirm that you weren’t dreaming that the man behind your front door was there. That this wasn’t you dreaming of him. Your eyes glance over at the clock that was on the coffee table in your living room, 2 A.M. 

You looked again, and his figure was still there. He looked different from the last time you saw him. Did he get bigger? Taller? Did his hair get longer? What was he doing here? Questions swirled around your mind until the knocking happened again. You inhaled sharply, reliving that when you opened the door, all the memories of him would slap you harshly. You’ll have to face him after the breakup that left you having dazed and confused sleepless nights. When you unlocked your door and opened it, the questions swirling around your head were answered.

Yes, he did get bigger, as if he’s been working out more. Yes, it did seem like he got taller. And his hair looked like it got longer to the point that it fell in his face just a little bit. But those eyes, those eyes weren’t the same from the last time you gazed upon them. They looked mature, yet could tell so many stories from what he’s been through the last time you saw them. 

“Leon, what are you doing here?” 

You haven’t seen him since he decided to break off the relationship. Quoting that it’ll only grow complicated due to what he does, as if you haven’t cleaned cuts and bruises on his body due to said job. You always wanted to tell him that you were all in and didn’t mind the possible dangers of dating him. 

“Can I come in?” His voice knocks you out of your thoughts, and you're staring at him as if he’s gone mad. 

However, it was two in the morning, and you didn’t want any complaints in the morning from neighbors. You stepped aside to let him in. When he stepped by you, his scent made your knees weak. Maybe it was because you hadn’t indulged in that scent in so long. There were days when you would smell just like him because you lounged in his spare RPD t-shirts or cuddled up next to him after a long shift at the hospital. Now it was like a temporary mist, just a mere memory of what you two had. You closed the door and locked it, your fingers tugging at the oversized t-shirt you wore—now feeling awkward that you haven’t slipped on sweats. 

“I know we left on a rather-“ 

“You broke up with me, and I couldn’t contact you afterward.” You interrupted. “Why are you here, Leon? To talk? To argue? To makeup? I don’t have time for this, you know.” You’re stepping further to close the gap between you two.

“To make up.” 

Those words shocked you, and now you were taking two steps back to glare at him in confusion. Your eyebrows furrowed together as you searched for the words to describe how you felt about that. 

“You’re insane.” You said. “You can’t just show up and expect us to just make up.”

“I didn’t expect it to be easy, Y/N.” Leon’s taking the two steps forward that you backed out of. “I know that you’re so stubborn that you’ll make me work for it. I’m shocked that you didn’t slam the door in my face.” 

“Stubborn?” You darkly chuckled and rolled your eyes at his words. “Leon, I’m talking to someone, and I think we will be serious soon.” 

Selfishly, you said those words to hurt him. You and this person had only been on one or two dates, and you weren’t even sure that you two would be serious. You just worked in the same hospital, but your two schedules were very rigorous—you weren’t even sure if the two of you could even work. But you had to admit; you said those words to hurt Leon. You wanted him to have that same heartbroken feeling of when he just left you and went radio silent on you. 

Leon’s jaw tightens at the sound of your words. Your words pierced his chest so harshly that it felt like it was tightening. His nails dig into the inside of his palms before he exhales sharply. The space between you two can’t get closed up, and you would take a step back until you felt the arm of your gray-colored sofa. 

“So, whatever nonsense you have to tell me—I’m sure it no longer matters because I’m serious with this person.” You broke the silence. 

Why did that sting your tongue so harshly? Was it because it was a lie? Maybe.  He didn’t need to know that because you didn’t want him to hurt you again. He didn’t even deserve to be in your presence anymore. But foolishly, here he was because you let him. You let him in your presence for what? Some petty lies to make him seethe with jealousy. 

Yes, Leon was jealous. You knew him so well that seeing the way his jaw locked showed that he was in deep thought about you and this person. You knew Leon was thinking of the thought of you smiling at this person with that same smitten smile you used to give him. You knew he’d think about how you’ll give this person the same lovesick stare you formally gave him. Gosh, the thought of you giving yourself to them sexually had the brown-haired man seeing red (but he wouldn’t admit that to you). 

“Are you really serious with them?” 

“Yes.” 

Liar. 

“Even if I do this?” 

You never expected to feel Leon’s lips again. The last time you felt the warmth of his lips—he was placing a kiss on the top of the temple and leaving you alone in the diner your first date was swearing that it was him and not you. So you wouldn’t say the feeling of his lips was foreign to you—he had kissed, licked, and sucked upon your bare body all before. But this just felt salacious. 

You only say that because of how quickly you grasp at the leather jacket he wore to bring him closer. Your body inching closer towards the sofa behind your body with each move of your lips on each other. During the brief moment of Leon breaking the kiss slowly, you could feel small pecks upon your kiss swollen kisses as if the brown-haired man didn’t want the kiss to end. From your toes that were covered in pastel pink colored fuzzy socks to the top of your head—your body felt hot. You were only covered in just a flimsy oversized t-shirt but felt like you were running a fever. And Leon took advantage of this and the overflowing tension that was closing in on the both of you as you were in the living room. His rugged hands that were stained with vices he committed while being away is tugging the shirt over your head without care. The piece of clothing decorating the floor was similar to the rug that was in the center of the living room. 

Leon’s chestnut-colored eyes are watching as your bare skin encrusts with goosebumps due to the cool air that circulates the apartment. His mouth waters the way your nipples harden as soon as you’re just exposed for him to see. With a shaky breath, you’re pushing yourself further onto the sofa and Leon took place in between the space of your plush thighs. You poorly attempted to use the sound of his belt being unbuckled and pants being pushed off frantically to silence your thoughts. Oh, we’re your thoughts playing ping pong at the moment. A mixture of ‘oh, this is such a bad idea’ and ‘it wouldn’t hurt to give him some while he looks so desperate for you’. You wanted to tell your thoughts to shut up so you can process that moment, but that was a bit too late when your blue-colored panties were being dragged down your thighs. Your pussy lips were painted with your slick and it took Leon so much restraint to not bury his face in between your thighs. 

He’s tugging himself out his bottoms, but not fully—just enough to tug his hardened cock out from his boxers and have it resting on your tummy. The weight of it causes you to swallow the nervous lump that formed in the back of your throat. But your pussy ached to feel it again. You wanted him to make you feel so good like he did before you broke up. He’s pushing your knees to your chest and one of your legs plops upon his shoulder as he’s making eye contact with you. You broke his eye contact to stare at the way your gold anklet dangled just a bit by his ear. You couldn’t dare look at Leon when you let him have you like this in a matter of minutes, completely folding to let him see you vulnerable like this when you swore to never let him back into the comfort of your life. 

“Look at me,” Leon’s fingers hook under your chin to guide you to look at him. “Are you serious with them? Even though you’re letting me do this?” His voice oozes with a teasing tone that you wanted to comment on. 

But instead, you’re watching as he’s brushing his pink-colored tip upon your wet folds. With the mixture of the precum encrusted on it and your slick—the wet sound of him massaging his tip between your folds made your stomach form knots. Not bad ones though, pleasurable ones that you had whimpering out for more as Leon’s brushed his tip upon your entrance teasingly. His free hand that wasn’t guiding his cock to tease you until you were soaked rubbed soothing curves on the leg that was prompted on his shoulder. 

“Please, Leon. Stop the teasin’,” You whither upon his grasp attempting to feel some friction of his cock being inside you. 

“Tell me what you want..” His voice trails off just like the fingertips that trailed down your chest. Tracing alongside your areola and down to your belly button. The tip of his cock rested just a bit inside of you and just that little motion was driving you insane. 

With a smug grin on his face, Leon’s barely putting in the effort to push his hips further inside you. He just had his tip resting inside you until he could feel your thighs quivering against his body. Instead of granting you what you want, he’s just indulging in the feeling of your pussy pulsing around his tip.  

With broken whimpers, you could only rasp out. “I want you.” 

Leon clicks his tongue before he’s peppering the inside of your ankle with kisses. With each kiss, you’re left breathless. When you look at him, it sees memories of your relationship being dumped upon you. The way he looked at you was the way he would look at you when you were together. So lovestruck. So smitten for just you. 

“Look at you,” Leon pulls his tip which was covered with slick out. He teasingly brushed it against your throbbing clit causing a chill to travel down your spine. “So beautiful.” 

“Please, Leon.” You begged, your waist moving just a bit below his grasp to feel for him. “I’m not serious with anyone. I haven’t been since we broke up.” 

And that’s what Leon wanted to hear. He brought his hand up to his mouth pooling a good amount of spit in his hand before letting it coat his cock with ease. You heard Leon let out a groan of desperation as he palmed himself right in front of you before sliding into you with ease. 

You couldn’t quite describe how you felt when you and Leon became whole. The feeling of his cock felt like something that you yearned for months. Your chest heaved at the feeling—at how well Leon felt inside of you. His hips pivot forward in a motion that makes your brain fuzz up. Your fingers grasp at his forearm digging into it as something to help you hold on. Your thighs spread apart so provocatively that you knew Mother Mary herself was clutching her heart. Your eyes that were squeezed shut fluttered open to make eye contact with Leon just as the sound of your thighs slapping against his clothed lower half. 

Without many words, he’s increasing his speed. With your leg hooked by his shoulder and your shiny golden anklet dangling carelessly with each thrust forward. Your whimpers were like music to Leon’s heated and red-shaded ears. His callous hands grasped at your waist to pin you in place even though you were already ever so trapped under his weight. You could feel the wetness below your bare bottom staining the sofa that many months ago—he helped pick out. With your mouth gasping apart, Leon leans down to place wet kisses on your gasping lips. Not exactly muffling your moans so you wouldn’t wake your neighbors but to just feel even closer to you. 

“Shit.” Leon breathes out as he tugs himself out of you before shoving himself back in to feel the warmth and tightness of your pussy again.

It was one thing you adored when Leon and yourself had sex. When he was about to come, he always ensured you came first. Even if he was on his last ounce of energy, he wasn’t afraid to let his fingers dance upon your throbbing clit to intensify the toe-curling orgasm that erupted in the pit of your stomach. That’s exactly what he did, he’s lifting his body off of you and wetting his index and middle finger. Without reluctance, he thumbs at your clit in a circular motion. 

“You’re so close, I can tell how you’re squirming and how much you soaked the sofa,” Leon says through breathy groans and subtle hushed profanity words.

Tears crystalized on your lash line as you whimpered out Leon’s name as if it was the only word you knew. The way he seemed to make your lower half body go through its own wave of fireworks—you were perfectly fine with only seeing him, only having him, and much more. His hips rock forward to fuck you through the orgasm that made your toes curl and your back arch off the softness of the plush sofa below your sweat-coated body. 

This wasn’t how you imagined the conversation to go, but if you were given the chance to turn back time to change the way it went—you wouldn’t.

You were seeing spots in the way your orgasm tugged you off cloud nine. Your pussy pulses around Leon’s cock as you feel the weight of his clothed body falls upon your frame. Your chest heaves upward and downward as you’re trying to regain your breath, soul, and thoughts. You could feel Leon kissing your heated skin that now was engraved with the scent of him. 

Oh, Leon Kennedy what you could do to a girl like you. He would always have your heart even if you tried your hardest to tug away.

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Video Games

M.R

Summary; The toxic relationship between Mattheo and (Y/n).

Warnings; unrequited love, asshole Mattheo, NSFW, slight smut, angst, swearing.

A/N; this was my first song fic— but I hope you like it! This took me like two hours to write and I’m not joking 😭😭

Based on the song — video games, by Lana Del Rey

Swinging in the backyard.

Pull up in your fast car.

Whistling my name.

“(Y/n!)” Mattheo called out, with a wide, slap-able grin on his face. He was seated in the front seat of his fast, expensive mustang— watching your figure as you swung on the swing located in front of your house. It was summer, which meant you didn’t have to be at Hogwarts.

You excitedly hopped off the swing, your hair flowing in the wind as you rushed up to his car with a smile. “Hi Mattheo.” You cooed to your boyfriend, opening the car door and getting seated in the passenger seat. He nodded in acknowledgment, his eyes scanning up and down your body— but never landing on your face.

Without another word, he drove you to his house.

Open up a beer,

And you say, "Get over here

And play a video game.”

“(Y/n)! Check out this new video game I just got!” Mattheo called out from his bedroom. Wearing a white tank top, and underwear— as you two had just had intercourse— you kicked the fridge shut gently, and brought the two beers in your hand to his bedroom. You smiled sadly, your gaze flickering to the TV— which had his newest video game displayed on it. He was seated on his bed, biting his lip in concentration as his hands guided their way over his controller. You sat down in his bed, opening the beer and taking a swig before tossing the other beer next to him.

I'm in his favourite sundress.

Watchin' me get undressed,

Take that body downtown.

You were getting ready for a date with Mattheo, smiling to yourself in the mirror as you applied your lipgloss. You were wearing Mattheo’s favorite sundress, along with his favorite perfume— in order to please him. You ruffled your hair up, to give it more volume, before standing up as you heard a honk outside your house. You happily strolled downstairs, a small pep in your step as you opened the front door. A wide grin melting into your delicate features as you walked to his car, opening it and taking a seat in the passenger side.

“Hi baby.” You smiled, kissing his cheek affectionately. His eyes scanned up and down your body, before he bit his lip and turned his gaze back to the road and started to drive.

“You look amazing.” He complimented, making your cheeks flush and your heart pound.

You offered a cheeky grin, staring at your lap and clasping your hands together. “Thank you.”

-

Mattheo sat on his bed, watching as you slowly took your sundress off. His gaze was filled with lust and hunger as he stared at your body, biting his lip subconsciously. You wanted nothing more than to please him, and do whatever he asked of you.

-

You were laying in bed with Mattheo on top you you. “Fuck, baby. Your body is so hot.” He spoke breathlessly, pulling himself out of you before grabbing the beer on his nightstand. He stood up, putting his boxers on before walking to his TV and turning it on, before sitting back in bed and opening up his video game.

I say “You the bestest.”

Lean in for a big kiss,

Put his favorite perfume on.

Go play your video game.

“You’re the best, Mattheo.” You whispered, leaning up and kissing him passionately. He kissed back, in a half-assed manner— his eyes still glued onto his video game. You pulled away, frowning slightly as he turned his full attention to the video game. Heaving a sigh, you stood up and walked to the bathroom. You wet a rag, cleaning up what Mattheo had left behind on your skin with a small, sad frown.

It’s you, it’s you, it’s all for you.

Everything I do.

I tell you all the time,

“Heaven is a place on earth with you.” You whispered, your hand running through his hair as he laid in your lap, playing his video game. He didn’t seem to be listening, however. “Tell me all the things you wanna do.” You cooed seductively, biting your lip as he raised a brow, redirecting his attention to you with a lustful smile. If intercourse is what you had to do to get his attention, you’d do it. But instead he turned his attention back to his video game, with a shrug— insinuating he only wanted to play his video game without you getting involved.

I heard you like the bad girls, honey.

Is that true?

“What’s your type?” Theo asked Mattheo with a small smirk, assuming he’d describe you. Neither of them seemed to notice your presence lingering behind the corner of the hallway— peeking into the living-room where the two boys were smoking and drinking.

“I like bad girls.” Mattheo replied with a smirk of his own, raising a brow. Theo looked slightly surprised, and raised a brow aswell. You weren’t a bad girl. You were a good girl, who got good grades and stayed out of trouble. You frowned, backing up and walking down the hallway.

-

After summer, you returned to Hogwarts.

“Take it back, bitch!!” You shouted, kicking and punching the air as a Professor dragged you off of a girl. The girl had a fat lip, and forming bruises as she was also being dragged away from you.

“Never, slut!” She screeched, trying to pull away from the Professor to attack you.

Before you met Mattheo, you would’ve never done something like this. You would’ve simply kept your head down and kept walking. But after the conversation you overheard, you tried your hardest to be the one he wanted.

Mattheo smirked as he saw this, his amusement arising as he stared at you. He was turned on, but felt no sort of affection towards you. He was apathetic.

-

You and Mattheo were sitting in his bed in his dorm room, and per usual, he was invested in his video game. You grabbed a cigarette, lighting it and numbly staring at the screen as you took a drag. Mattheo smirked with a raised brow, turning his head towards you. “Since when do you smoke?” He snickered cruelly.

“Since now.”

It’s better than I ever even knew.

They say the world was built for two.

Only worth living is somebody is loving you.

And baby, now you do.

With your newfound personality change for Mattheo, his interest in you rose— only noticeably to you. You soaked up the attention, getting into fights, smoking, drinking, getting piercings, anything to get his attention. It was working.

Swingin’ in the old bars,

Swingin’ with the old stars,

Livin’ for the fame.

You felt famous. Not only were you collecting the sliver of attention from Mattheo, but the people at school seemed to notice the behavior from you. Mattheo found it amusing, others found it disturbing and dramatic, but teachers found it disappointing and heartbreaking.

Kissin’ in the blue dark,

Playin’ pool and wild darts,

Video games.

You were at a party, sitting down on the couch and chugging the alcohol from your bottle. You were already drunk, and on the verge of blacking out. The music was muffled, and your eyes were red and half lidded. Mattheo was speaking with his friends, before noticing you. He strolled over to you, and took a seat next to you.

He holds me in his big arms,

Drunk and I am seeing stars,

This is all I think of.

You started making out with Mattheo in the corner passionately. A red solo cup half empty with alcohol, and a burning cigarette in your opposite hand. You were drunk, and the world was spinning— but you felt safe in Mattheo’s arms.

Watchin’ all our friends fall,

In and out of old Paul’s.

This is my idea of fun.

Video games.

Your friends got drunk every other night, stealing the alcohol from the Old Paul’s bar, with fake IDS. You joined them, stumbling in and out of the bar feeling giddy and giggly from the alcohol in your veins.

It’s you, it’s you, it’s all for you.

Everything I do.

I tell you all the time,

“Heaven is a place on earth with you.” You reminded him, as he played his video games— even though you knew he wouldn’t be listening to you. “Tell me all the things you wanna do.” You tried speaking, but he was completely and utterly enamored in the video game he was playing. With a defeated sigh, you laid down and smoked a cigarette, staring at the ceiling.

I heard you like all the bad girls, honey.

Is that true?

Even as you continued being a bad influence, he slowly got used to it— which meant less attention. You felt defeated. You stayed up, wondering how he could put you through so much and not even feel a single inch of love towards you. After the things you did for him. The effort you put into your relationship. You felt lost, and unloved.

It’s better than I ever even knew.

They say the world was built for two.

Only worth living if somebody is loving you.

And baby, now you do.

After a while, you gave up on trying to grab his attention by being a troublemaker. You felt so alone. You stopped trying so hard, and your relationship only surrounded sex. You started being less of a troublemaker, and focused more on school than anything else.

It’s you, it’s you, it’s all for you.

Everything I do.

I tell you all the time,

“Heaven is a place on earth with you.”

“Tell me all the things you want to do.”

I heard you like the bad girls, honey.

Is that true?

He started to miss your voice. He started to miss how you would constantly boost his ego, and support him with whatever he was doing. How you would do small things for him, and how much affection you showered him in. How much trouble you’d get into just to be considered ‘his type.’

It’s better than I ever even knew.

They say the world was built for two.

Only worth living if somebody is loving you.

And baby, now you do.

He loved you now. But it was too late. You had broken up with him, separated yourself from your friends and focused on your schoolwork. He stared at you in the halls, during class, during dinner, breakfast, and lunch. He looked at your face. Something he failed to do when you were together. Now he was the one who had to fight for your attention. And holy fuck, it hurt him so bad.

And now you do.

Now you do.

Now you do.

Now you do.

Now you do.

Baby, now you do.

(Requested by @priyanichhabra)

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[c-o-t-o]

Zack and Cloud's idea of a date

Zack would be outwardly giddy about the prospect of your date. As you wait for him to meet you at your house, you see him running up from a distance waving and laughing. As you're going to your date spot, he'll excitedly explain everything that he's planned out before realizing he's giving it all away. He'll tell you how he likes your outfit and blush, asking jokingly if you like the outfit he picked especially for the day (it's the same uniform he always wears). He apologized for not wearing anything nicer, but he always has to be prepared for a job… and keeping his date safe. He's made sure to keep some aspects of the date a secret, having planned a little picnic for you two and it's already set up when you get there. What you don't know is that he somehow persuaded some of the guys at work to set this up while you were on your way, trying to convince you that it somehow magically appeared. While you both eat, he suavely puts his arm around your shoulders while recalling a story very animatedly while looking off ahead. He'll pull out a flower for you and kiss your cheek before letting you rest your head on his shoulder, looking out over the field stretched out before you with wild chocobo running off in the distance. He'll say how it was a perfect day with the perfect date.

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Cloud would be pacing in front of your house nervously, waiting for the exact time to knock on your door. When he finally does, he matter-of-factly states that he's ready for your date. He hesitates on the word "date" and blushes when he says it. As the two of you head to your date spot he looks you up and down, then proceeds to examine his own uniform in embarrassment of not having worn something normal. He clears his throat and apologizes for not wearing something other than his uniform, but that he always had to be prepared for a fight. There's a moment of silence before he looks away slightly and says that he really likes your outfit, though, blushing again. He's unusually quiet as you get to your date spot… well, actually, that's pretty usual for him. When you get to the secluded cliffside overlooking a nearby town, you see Fenrir parked there with a picnic set up. He must have driven everything there and then walked to come get you. You're in awe because everything that he packed consisted of all your favorites, having remembered every single thing you've ever mentioned liking. As you two eat, he explains that this is his favorite spot to come after a long day of fighting, because the sunsets are so beautiful that it makes the hard work worth it. He confesses that he's always wanted to take you here and thinks of you every time he has to come alone… and he's glad to finally share it with you. As quiet and awkward as he was earlier, he's been so thoughtful and considerate in planning this whole date out. As the two of you watch the sunset in silence side by side, he takes your hand and kisses the back of it. He smiles gently at you, saying how he'll never forget this moment, before looking back to the sunset with his face completely blushed.

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