#* i don't want to beg but oh god‚ oh god‚ please. please. love me. love me. — am4zon + diana.

[seungkw1]

107 missed texts — bsk

♡ pairing: boo seungkwan x afab!reader ♡ theme: smut [18+ mdni], pwp ♡ wc: 1.7k ♡ warnings: bigdick!seungkwan, mutual masturbation, alcohol consumption, sexting, nipple play, cum eating, bit of dirty talk, whimpering (obviously), seungkwan hand appreciation pt. 293579234, seungkwan is a mega simp, lil fluff ending, petnames (baby girl, pretty girl / kwannie, good boy) ♡ a/n: this is all @haologram’s fault. ty for the inspiration bestie <3

Seungkwan has a boner that can only be fixed by a steamy facetime call with you.

Your phone died a few hours ago. It was girls’ night and you didn't think to pack your charger, but you and your besties were out barhopping, so you wouldn't have had anywhere to plug it in anyways. You stumble into your bedroom — not terribly drunk at this point, just a bit tipsy still — and plug in the device. You were expecting a handful of missed notifications, but the screen flashes as a string of texts pop up in rapid succession. Opening your messages app, you find 107 unread texts from Seungkwan.

They start out innocuous:

10:54pm hi babe hope you're having a great night just wanted to say hi and i love you stay safe and text me when u get home ❤️

Nothing out of the ordinary, he always texts you pretty regularly throughout the day. But then the messages start getting more frequent — and a bit silly.

11:11pm make a wish~ i'm wishing for you 😘 i know it's only been a few days but i miss u 11:15pm did you know otters hold hands when they sleep so they don't float away from each other? isn't that so cute? that’s us hehe

He texted you in bursts, with only a few minutes in between each set of messages. As if he couldn't stop thinking about you.

11:28pm i can't stop thinking about you you're so pretty wanna kiss u

The further you scroll, the more suggestive the messages start to get.

11:45pm baaaaabe send me a selfie wanna see how cute u look bonus points if your boobs are in it 11:53pm can you send me a pic of your boobs 🥺 ik you're out rn but if you happen to have an old one pls 👉👈 12:01pm nvm i found some :) but i meannnn i wouldn't mind another ;)

Several more cute animal facts follow, up until about 10 minutes ago when he dropped the facade and started being straight up horny.

12:33pm fuck i miss you you're so hot i'm ngl i had a few beers and now im just staring at ur nudes god i wish i was eating you out rn ur perfect lmk when u get home i need u baby pls text me back my dick is so hard rn

Grinning, you start typing a reply, but he responds before you can even send the text.

12:44pm oh thank god r u home can i call u

Before you can write the word yes he is already facetiming you.

“Hiiiii,” you say with a giggle as you answer the call.

“You're home right? Alone?”

He looks nearly frazzled, hair unkempt and cheeks tinged pink as if he just ran a few miles. The glaring redness of his ears gives away his inebriated state.

“Yep,” you answer as you plop onto your bed.

“Okay good.”

He tilts the camera downward, showing you the thick bulge in his sweatpants.

“I'm so fucking horny right now.”

“Yeah, I guessed that much,” you grin.

He cups his hand around his bulge, groaning at the slightest pressure.

“Touch yourself for me,” he begs. “I wanna watch you cum. Please.”

The desperation in his voice makes your core ache. You raise the phone in your hand, angling the camera to show your body. The low-cut crop top you wore out shows off your boobs nicely; you grab one breast and caress it, causing Seungkwan to let out a low hum.

"Take your shirt off, baby," he pleads, stroking his cock slowly through the fabric.

"Patience, love," you coo at him. "What's the rush?" you add teasingly.

He lets out a laugh, accompanied by an eye roll. "The rush is that I've been trying not to nut in my pants all night, that's what."

"Aww you were waiting for me, such a good boy."

"Fuck," he growls, clenching his jaw. "Don't tell me that, are you trying to kill me?"

You smirk, blowing a kiss at the camera. Slowly, you pull your top down, letting your breasts fall free. You play with your nipples, already perky from being turned on and hardening further at the exposure to the cool air.

"God, you're so hot," he tells you, practically drooling. "Hang on."

He sets his phone on the desk in front of him, positioning himself in the frame so you can see his face. He scoots the chair back slightly, showing you his clothed erection, looking even larger from this angle. Reaching into his pants, he groans as he wraps his hand around his girth and pulls his cock out — it's thick as ever, its length flourished with pretty veins, its head flush and leaking with precum. He gives himself a few slow strokes, making his eyelids flutter and a delicious moan escape his lips. He opens his eyes, fixing them on you again, gazing at you with uncontrollable lust as his large hand grasps his cock tightly. You slide your hand down to your lap, dragging your fingertips softly up your inner thigh and reaching underneath your skirt. You smile deviously as you bite your lip.

"Oh I'm so wet right now," you inform him smugly. His grip tightens even further, squeezing his cock as a shiny bead of precum dribbles down its side. If his face was pink before, it is now an angry shade of red, the slight sheen of his sweat making him glow. "Wanna see?"

"Please," he begs, his voice nearly cracking.

You lift the skirt's hem, the garment sliding up over your hips as you spread your legs, revealing your bare, glistening pussy. Seungkwan's eyes nearly pop out of his head.

"Oh my fucking god, were you not wearing any panties all night??"

"Nope," you reply proudly. He reaches across the desk for something — you hear the squirting sound of the lube bottle, then watch as he spreads the shiny liquid over his cock. His head falls back against the chair as he starts pumping his fist up and down his length.

"God," he groans. "I'm glad you didn't tell me that, I would've shown up at the bar and fucked you in the bathroom right then and there."

Beaming at him, and quite pleased with yourself, you glide two of your fingers over your cunt, letting out a soft moan as they brush your sensitive clit. You collect the pooling juices on your fingers and lift them to your mouth, licking them clean — prompting Seungkwan to let out a string of pathetic noises.

"Fuck, that's hot," he says through gritted teeth.

With a smirk you spit on your fingertips and lower your hand again, adding the additional wetness to your already-soaked folds. You begin to play with your clit, tracing gentle circles around the bud, but it's already throbbing relentlessly. A firey ache burns through your gut as you watch Seungkwan stroke himself — faster now, as he urgently seeks relief from several hours of being painfully hard.

"I wish you were here Kwannie," you croon at him, slowly sliding your fingers into your cunt. It feels good, but not as good as when he does it. "Want your pretty hands inside me."

"You like when I fuck you with my fingers, don't you baby girl?" His voice is breathy, shaking slightly as his hand rises and falls in his lap.

"Yeah," you respond earnestly, your voice equally quivering. "They're so long and big and pretty, fills me up so good…"

Your words trail off, replaced with blissful moans as you return to your clit. Your fingertips work quickly, flicking across the bundle of nerves as juices drip from your hole. You stare at Seungkwan through the screen, wriggling in his chair as he grows unbearably horny — he licks his lips as he stares back, eyes glazed over as his climax nears.

"I'm so close," he moans. His hand flies up and down his length, mouth slightly ajar as he whimpers. The sound is so pitiful, so pathetic — your toes curl as the burning in your gut swells.

"I'm gonna cum," you whine.

"Cum for me, pretty girl."

You cry out as an electric current surges through you, your entire body trembling with waves of pleasure. You ride out your orgasm, forcing your eyes open so you can maintain eye contact through the screen. Seungkwan gawks at you, not knowing where to look: your pretty, opened mouth with your quivering lips; your supple breasts bouncing perfectly as your body shakes; your perfect, soaked pussy as it pulses; all of you — so perfect.

"Oh fuuuuck," Seungkwan groans. His eyes roll back into his head as he cums with you, gasping as thick white ropes shoot into the air. He grasps his cock in his fist as his hand stills, squeezing tight as it pulses with each release. His chest rises with heavy breaths as he finishes, his eyes still fixated on you as cum drips down his length and all over his hand. He brings his fingers up to his lips, licking the spilt cum off his knuckles and swallowing it, before dropping his arm again and sinking into the chair in his relaxed state.

"I love you," he mumbles, a lazy, blissed-out grin plastered on his face. You giggle, the rush of euphoria still making your head spin in the best way.

"Hey!" he exclaims. "Don't laugh!"

"I'm not! You're just so cute," you smile as you stare at him lovingly, eyelids growing heavy as sleepiness washes over you. "I love you too."

"What are you doing tomorrow?" he asks suddenly.

"Nothing, why?"

"Great, I'm going to come over and fuck you all day," he announces matter-of-factly, making you burst out laughing. He gives you a sheepish look.

"If that's okay with you," he adds.

"Of course, silly," you grin. A yawn overtakes you; you roll over onto your side and get comfy.

"Perfect," Seungkwan replies, his soft doe eyes gazing at you affectionately. "Get some sleep babe. I'll see you first thing tomorrow."

taglist: @miniseokminnies @kyeomiis @tinycatharsis @hannieween @smiileflower @exomew @reiofsuns2001 @seventeenhot

[camellcat]

first xander brought her back with human breath and determination... then willow with supernatural power and love.... smth smth two halves to keep their third in balance from drifting too far into either side and losing herself.....

[junoskelton]

started playing fields of mistria and i'm so upset at the fact there is no polyamory in it

[spohkh]

GODDDDDD THIS EPISODE WAS SO FUCKING GOOD GIRL LOOK AT THIS FACEEEEEE.... hes absolutely living for this knowledge that dong soo can be so vengeful. like he was intrigued/amused by dong soo before but now hes like oh there is DEFINITELY something fucked up about that little dude and i am INTO IT... do young can see sooo clearly all of the twisted up gnarled rage inside of hds that he tries so hard to hide.. "his revengeful spirit" uggghhhhhhhh yes do young is going to hit at hds' fault lines until he bursts right open!!!! the fucking little smile on hds' face when sdy showed him the picture of moon in the car accident MA'AM? LET THAT REVENGEFUL SPIRIT RIPPPP!!!! ONLINE GAMBLING KINGPIN!!! FAST TRACK ON THE DOWNWARD SPIRAL!!!

do young is like dong soo. you freaky little attorney. take my unlovable hand in yours. lets go full no children in this bitch.

[lav-mna]

*shaking my mother by the shoulders* boundaries are good and identity theft is bad actually!

[eraserbread]

pregnancy hormones don't stand a chance around your husband, nanami ✧

→ needy pregnant f!reader, whipped nanami, sexually explicit content

"hope that books not more interesting than me," you whisper, propped against the open bedroom door, dressed in nothing but a lacey babydoll lingerie set. your four-month pregnant belly peeks through the lace delicately, and your features are on fire.

kento gives you a little peek. "was wondering what took you so long." he's replying, flicking his book to the next page. you're standing, pouting in his presence.

"hello? i'm horny."

"and you do look very tantalizing in that outfit."

"so come take it off."

he gives you another look, this time lowering the leather-bound book enough to see his face. you pose, crossing your knees and jutting out your hip. you can feel those dark hazels fall over your jutting breasts, then to your widening hips, and finally to your swollen, pregnant belly. his little girl's home.

so, he sits up straight, shoving his book to the side table and ushering you over. "come on, love."

"needy girl..." kento is whispering against the back of your shoulder, pressing kisses there and letting them linger. you're hovering over his lap in reverse cowgirl, tongue pushed from your lips as you focus on staying steady.

"let me have it." you slur, cunt milking obsecnely over his bare lap. he's got a thick fist tight around his erection, making sure you're stable and comfortable before he lets you take him.

"i want you to, but i don't want you to hurt yourself... how about I be on top?"

"—no." you insist, shaking your head violently. he won't let the grip he has on your thighs loose, so all you can taste is the bulbous tip of his familiar, blushing cock.

"why do you insist on being so bratty?"

"I don't want to bottom, baby slides up and into my ribcage and ugh.." you're shivering, and if it wasn't for the abnormal influx of hormones, you'd be turned off just thinking about the pain.

the baby kento pressed into you all those months ago, was an active little girl. she kicked the hell out of you whenever you slept on your back, leading to long nights with little sleep. kento knows this, so why he's telling you to just lie there and take it, is lost on you.

though he's stubborn at times, kento is largely well-trained by you, so he lets you take him like this. his grip starts to loosen, and you can finally feel the stagnancy of his cock start to peek through your sticky folds and into you.

filled to the brim with need, you shiver instantaneously. "oh, please, pleaseplease. all the way—mmgh!!"

he's chuckling behind you—actually breathing a stupid laugh from his nose at your blatancy. "you're shaking already?"

to answer him —you're cumming, and it's a release you've never felt before. his fingers are pressing into your belly, keeping you strong and at his mercy as you cream helplessly all over him. your thighs are shaking, eyes rolling back into your skull as you cry and whine.

it feels like every single one of your nerve endings is being fanned and flamed, driving you absolutely apeshit like you've never been touched a day in your life.

"oh, baby... love."

"sh-shut up."

"that feel good?"

"keep—just keep going." you're begging, drool dripping from your lips as his cock massages that sticky, spongy bunch of nerves at an angle only his cock could hit. he's circling his hips under you, tongue tracing licks across your neck.

your pretty lace panties are ripped and disregarded as the night goes on, and your teddy is busting at the seams, sticking to sweat and dipping off your shoulders. kento's big hand reaches to cradle your swollen breasts, growling in your ear as he fucks you just right... so perfectly and deep that you can feel the slick cervix kisses every time he bottoms out.

you're crazy, and fucked off of five orgasms that night.

thank god for pregnancy hormones—thank god for your husband and all his raw talent. sure, he'll bicker softly just to ignite your needy fires, then he'd give you what you want, exactly how you want, until you're sick with it.

what a thoughtful husband.

[skyrigel]

Simon sees no reason why there is a vibrator hiding in one of the cabinets - he has fucked you deep and raw, all through the night and arched through the begining of dawn where you weren't even awake.

Sometimes your knees around your head, sometimes his hands digging in your flesh, sometimes his lips swallowing you completely while his cock fills your inside with hot dripping cum, sometimes when he holds you in his chokehold and breeds your bareback, sometimes tenderly in his arms, in all ways.

Why would you even need this?

He eats you out like his life depends on it, on his knees face buried deep in your cunt, sucking on your clit and lapsing in your hot juices.

What irks him more is the hiding state in which he finds your pink vibrator.

Doesn't he makes you feel so good?

It unnerves him, which is why Simon doesn't cater to your ushered moans, begging him to fuck you. "plea...si-" you wiggle back your naked ass, while pressed flat on the desk. "fuck me, nyea-" arching at his touch.

His sadist finger trailing down your naked spine, cum marked by your orgasm of earlier. His fingertips wetting against your dripping pussy oh fuck, you're so hot - and he sucks in one sharp breath, you are so intoxicating, his doll.

"feelin' good, aye?" Simon rubs two fingers along your sore, puffy lips. He has been it for a long time, hours, he guesses, already has made you cum with four fingers piston fucking you relentlessly until your toes curled which were hanging above the floor.

Your knees are weak and you don't know about the vibrator he has with him. “please...mmm, simon.” you whine.

Simon's palm fall flat on your ass with a loud yelp, before resting back on the small of your back keeping you flat against his office desk, the only thing supporting you.

Your own fingers curled at the edge holding for dear life. "Si...baby..ah, ah" again his one deft digit slips inside your warm folds.

You pout, overwhelmed, "I N-need yo..your dick."

Simon smirks and pulls out his sticky wet finger, marveling at it, ofcourse lovie, but he has plans for now, and with a smug look in his eyes he hisses, painfully hard and oh, how easy it would be to fuck you like this, dripping, hot, and begging for him.

But Simon's not an easy man, is he?

He pressures you further against the desk before you start wiggling, "Just there lovie." he smiles, and goes on to put blunt round head of the vibrator against your clit.

Before you could know, because ofcourse your walls know what Simon's cock like, how he feels inside and over you, "Thats no-"

Simon starts the vibrator on its highest setting, buzzing against your sore pussy.

"-Si...nyeah..oh god, oh fuck, fuck," your mouth is incoherent, back at the powerful sensation pulsing inside you.

He doesn't even have to see what setting his thumb is on, your ass doing erratic movements tells well enough. "mmm, what ya' want lovie?" he massages along your clit, the pink ball glossing with your coating.

"mmph...oh fuck, oh fuck m-me baby." you mumble, fucked out of your head.

Anything for his love.

Masterlist

[violettressedd]

anyone else obsessed with the thought of being degraded and praised at the same time?

"look at you, all cute and desperate for me to fuck you."

"uh uh baby, keep those stunning eyes on me. i want to see your face as i give you the punishment you deserve."

"god, you're so easy. you can't help but be good for me, can you?"

"oh, i won't stop, love. i know you're strong enough to keep going, so quit being a little brat about it and let me please you."

"you've got such a gorgeous body, baby. too bad i have to waste my time putting you in your place instead of worshipping you."

"aww, don't cry now. i'm giving you what you wanted, remember? you're getting all the pleasure you deserve."

"where'd that cute little attitude go, huh? you're so fucking confident until i actually keep my word."

"go on, beg. you know i love to hear you desperate for me."

"aww, did i wipe that stupid smirk off your face? it's so hot seeing you needy and helpless, baby."

works on me every fucking time

[ihaznoclue]

Don't Call Me That | MDNI 18+

[Baby Saja x Reader]

a/n; Alrighty! This was the most voted out of the poll! Let's see how this goes

Warnings - Degrading and Praising, Name calling, Dom/Sub, Over-stimulation, Pinning, Teasing, Biting, Brat taming, Fingering, slight edging, Rough sex, possessive behaviour | MDNI 18+

You knew this was going to happen, you wanted this to happen and you never knew how mad Baby was just by calling him names that he despises most

Though it may seem a harmless name calling as you called him many things when he was busy doing something, like talking to one of his members in the Saja Boys

Maybe that one time when he was busy doing something, like cooking until you come up behind him and slap his behind making him turn around and glare at you as you gave him a wink while blowing a kiss and then run away

Or Maybe when he was lounging on the couch, man spreading as he was finally relaxed into the couch after a long day of performing and dancing and greeting fans

Oh speaking of fans, you managed to whisper him something while he was talking to a fan, then blowing in his ear as he tried not to get you there and then in front of everyone

But boy oh boy did he mange to get some time, 'free time' to be exact to only handle some stuff with you, turning the tables as soon as he saw you in his bedroom sitting on his bed, since you were basically the only one that could go in there anyways

But to be safe, he locks the door and walks straight to you with a face that seemed to be.. un-describable as you started to hear a small growling noise coming from him

"Aww~ Is big baby mad? Not my fault you looked 'adorable' on stage" You teased only to be pushed down on the bed, making you yelp in surprise

Eyes widened at you stared up at Baby to see that he wasn't pleased with your teasing and name calling

"You know.. that I hate those names you've been calling me" He huffed, but you didn't dare to try and submit to him as you smirked up at him

"Not my fault, people are calling you a 'bottom' nowadays" You then poked your tongue out to only for Baby to lean down quickly to roughly kiss you, his tongue making contact with yours as you let out a small moan into the kiss

Then feeling one of his hands grabbing both of your wrist and pinned both of them down while his other hand travelled down until he reached your waistband of your pants until you finally felt it

Your hips jerked up as soon as he started to touch you, making you whimper and moan into the kiss, feeling drool drip down the side of your jaw

Baby broke the kiss making you lean in for more to only see a smirk on his face "Hm? What was that you were saying? God you are so desperate for this were't you slut?" He hissed

All he could hear with you desperate moans calling out for him "Baby~ Please!" You whimpered, head leaning back further into the pillow

"Please what? You need to use your words love" He hummed as he continued to finger you "God you are so wet, begging me to fuck you huh? You want that? You want me to fuck you on this bed?"

You nodded then felt a slap on your cunt making you gasp out "Use your words slut, What do you want me to do?" He asked, a hint of teasing in his tone of voice

"I- ah~ I want you.. to fuck me!" You moaned out as your legs kicked a little making Baby chuckle out a little "You close already? Fuckk~ You really are a slut huh?" He moaned out himself as he was enjoying this

You let out a mewl as your body started to squirm a little "Try to stay still idiot or else I won't let you cum" As he said that he stopped his fingers

"Wait I'm sorry! I really want to cum" You spoke, Baby shaking his head as he went back to what he was doing, his thumb now rubbing your clit making you moan louder than before

"That's it~ Cum for me baby" He praised as you rode your high, your pussy clenching around his fingers as you arched your back

"Baby, Let me get my fingers back.." He said "You're practically clenching around me love" You muttered a apologise, relaxing as he took his fingers out making you whine at the loss

"Uh ah~ Don't whine, You'll feel full in a second" He said as he licked his fingers that were coated in your cum, then leaning it down to your mouth "Say ah~"

You obeyed opening your mouth as he slid his fingers in, licking up the cum from his middle finger and ring finger as he watched with a smirk on his face

"Good girl~" He purred, then pulling out his fingers leaving a string of saliva as it fell down to your chin

Feeling his hand that was grasping on your wrists let go, making you wince a bit, you were definitely gonna get bruised, now you felt Baby pulling your pants and undergarment down

"Hips up" He demanded, lifting your hips up as you heard the clothes fall to the floor beside the bed as baby did the same with his, harshly swallowing as your stomach felt a little bit funny

You were nervous and excited "Baby hurry up and put it in me already" You hissed, feeling more needier than ever

"With that attitude I wont" He harshly said, making you apologise feeling slightly embarrassed, clicking his tongue as he liked to see you like this

Feeling needy himself as he went straight for it, sliding his cock up and down your cunt as you whimpered out, feeling his tip slide against your clit then fully went in making you scream out "AH!-"

This caused Baby to cover your mouth "You don't want us getting caught now do we?" He questioned making you shake your head no "That's what I thought, I don't like sharing stuff that are mine"

You muffled out a sorry behind his hand before he started to thrust making you muffled out some noises

His tip only inside until he fully thrusted in again making you moan out, your eyes rolling back as he continued

Your body getting hotter and hotter as your legs were shaking, your hands gripping the bed sheet beneath you as you tried not to pass out

White spots coming into your vision, now it seemed like a couple of minutes until you felt that you were close but Baby didn't let you as he stopped making you whine

"You're not allowed to come until I say so" Baby whispered near your ear until he bit it then going down to your neck as he took a bite, slight blood coming out and he licked it up

"God you taste and smell good" He grunted as he went back to fucking you, deeper and rough but then stopped again

He was teasing you as tears spilled out of your eyes as he loved doing this to "Say sorry and I'll let you cum" He said

You muffled out something behind his hand "Sorry I didn't hear you" He smirked

"I'm Sorry!" You muffled out more louder "Much better~" He purred, thrusting a couple more times until you came not him being far behind as he groaned out with a slight whine as he came as well

...

..

.

Now you were laying on the bed as Baby went to go grab a towel from the bathroom, wiping you down as he laid down next to you pulling you to lay on his chest

Hearing his heartbeat as he brushed your slightly tangled hair "Next time, don't call me such names"

"I'm sorry.." You muttered out as Baby kissed your hair as you slowly fell into slumber

-A<3

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[n0thingandnobody]

he's pacing a hole into the hardwood floor of his apartment, hand running through dark curls repeatedly until it felt like it'd be better to just shave it all off. pupils are dilated, nose is sniffling, & it's clear to anybody with a working pair of eyes that he's fallen off the wagon: but to mikey, it's second nature to turn to the powder in times of distress & maybe that makes it okay. he'd lasted two whole months. two whole months of sobriety following his attempt to take his own life. though, he had succeeded, hadn't he? he only stood here now because diana's sister willed it to be so.

two months / sixty days / one-thousand-four-hundred-sixty hours / eighty-seven-thousand-six-hundred minutes / five-million-two-hundred-fifty-six-thousand seconds. gone in the blink of an eye. it would've been funny, if he wasn't in the midst of breaking down. even when the door to his apartment finally swings open, diana's all too familiar frame coming into view, he's still too far in his own head to acknowledge her for a moment.

but then, he does acknowledge her. crossing the threshold of the studio apartment in mere seconds, in her face: ready for a fight. he wonders, briefly, if there any truth to what persephone said in the first place. but then he thinks, what reason does she have to lie to him? first words he's spoken to her in over a week. ❛ so you wanna break up with me, huh? just like that? & you tell your fuckin' SISTER before you tell ME? ❜

@am4zon, as a TREAT

[caramelkoo]

behind your touch (18+)

jungkook x reader

genre : married couple, simp husband!Jungkook

summary : two introverts explore the sexier and much more hotter side of their relationship.

warnings : lots of smut and fluff, dual pov, Jungkook is a wild one and he's also a simp, they're adorable, oc is a tadbit nervous, they're newly married and so in love with eo, breeding kink, unprotected sex (please be safe), Oral (giving and receiving), Jungkook is dominant, hair pulling, spanking, he loves her ass, masturbating together. let me know if i missed something.

a/n : i have no idea which freaky monster was sitting on my shoulders when i wrote this. enjoy and if you're ovulating, goodluck. kisses <33

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your pov

"One more, honey. Just give me one more"

Your husband's fingers pump into you as you tweak your nipples between your forefinger and thumb. The pleasure is so intense and burning, you almost see stars. Jungkook is on his stomach between your legs wide apart, his left hand is grabbing your left tit while his three fingers thrust into your wet pussy, thumb rubbing your clit. His face is hovering above yours and he nibbles on your ear.

"I- oh my god, Jungkook I can't" you whimper as you try to control your ragged breathing. He has your body totally at his mercy and you know he's not going to stop until he makes you come for the third time. You don't even know how he pulled one out of you the second time.

"I know you can. Let me see that beautiful pussy clench. Just like that."

His finger go even deeper inside you. He twists his forefinger in such a way, you almost scream before slapping your hand over your mouth but Jungkook takes a hold of your hand, removing it from your mouth.

he warns, "Don't you dare muffle your screams or else I'm gonna spank that perfect ass until it's red and hot"

That does it, your hands rapidly grab the taut silk bedsheet, pulling and undoing it as you arch your back. Sweat beads cover your forehead as you let out a scream before coming harder than ever before.

"FUCK" you pant.

Jungkook takes out his fingers before sucking them off. You look at him with lust in your eyes and sigh. When he's done he holds you close to him as you tuck your face into his neck. Patient as you come down, running his hands over your arms, breasts and ass.

"That's my girl, you did so good" he kisses your forehead.

While you feel like you've ran a marathon, his facial expression holds nothing but pride and affection.

"God, I wish you could see yourself from my eyes right now. A fucking sight"

You chuckle, "You're crazy"

Placing a chaste kiss on your cheek he eyes find you again, "How are you feeling, wife?"

Your cheeks instantly turn a deep shade of pink. It's been twenty days since you both have been married, promised to love each other till the day you die. However, you've still not gotten used to him calling you his wife and it appears he loves your flustered face given that he calls you that every chance he gets.

You ignore his snarky chuckle and reply, "Perfect. How are you feeling, husband?

As soon as the words leave your mouth, Jungkook nuzzles his face in your neck and squeals. His golden retriever personality has always been your favorite.

"I love hearing you call me that. Is this how you feel when i call you wife?"

Indeed you do but no way you're gonna tell him that. His ego has gone big enough for the day. You push him down by his shoulders and lower yourself down to his thick length. He's still wearing his black boxers but earlier somewhere in the process he's gotten rid of his shirt.

Grabbing the waistband of his boxers, you push them down and let his thick length spring free. Your mouth immediately waters seeing his tip red and angry, begging for attention. A drop of cum has formed on top of it.

"Honey, you don't have to do this" he assures pushing up from his elbows to look at you.

"I want to" you say taking him in your mouth as his grunt follows after.

"Fuck yeah, just like that. You're so good at this, baby. So so good" his head thumps back on the pillow. His stomach muscles are clenching hard resulting his abs to look more defined. You run your hands over them. His breathing picks up when you take him deeper and when you cup his balls, his hands grab a handful of your brown locks.

"_____, baby I'm not gonna last long if you keep doing that" his hips come up pushing his cock to the back of your throat. He thrusts once, twice, thrice. The room is filled with wet noises and both of your moans. You've never heard of anything more beautiful. You've never seen anyone more beautiful than your husband.

"W-Want me to come in your mouth?" he asks as you nod frantically.

And he does. Another moans slips out of him as he grips your hair a bit tighter while also making sure not to hurt you. Your throat gets filled with his load.

"Swallow it, wife"

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Peace. If someone were to ask how your relationship is with Jungkook, you'd use the word peaceful. Love has all sort of forms and in your life where you are surrounded by so many people who love you, their love however, is slightly different yet equally precious.

For instance, there's passionate love then there's motherly love, bubbly love of a friend and nurturing love of a grandparent. When it comes to your husband, it's peaceful and calm. Your introvert personality had let people in the past assume the worst of you. The enormity of the fact that people think introverts are stand offish or impolite is beyond you.

It wasn't the case with Jungkook, though. Since you're both introverts it's never too quiet or too loud for you. A cup of coffee while you're sitting on his lap watching the sunset, taking a hot bath together where you both are not saying a word and letting silence wash over you, you reading your book while he plays his video game.

These moments might seem boring and mundane to a third party but for both of you, who feel like themselves in silence, they're more than just moments.

But that's not to say that there's no spark. That factor has certainly never been a matter of concern. Just like right now as you check yourself out in the bathroom mirror, your body has never looked this stunning. You're wearing a red lingerie which hugs your pear shaped body like a dream.

However, you can't seem to stop the fleeting feeling of nervousness creeping up in your stomach, twisting it into knots. This is new for you. Even in your past relationships you have never explored this much. It's only Jungkook's ability to make you comfortable in your body that has led you to this point. So, you take a deep breath and call out for him.

"Babe!!!"

"Yeah?" before you left him to execute your sexy little surprise, he was talking to his best friend, Jimin. It appears he's done talking.

Adjusting the bra strap, you yell again, "Can you close your eyes for me, please?"

"Why?" he's got to be kidding.

"JUST DO IT!!"

"Alright, alright woman"

You walk towards the door and twist the knob oh so slowly. You open the door slightly ajar and see him sitting on the corner of the bed and then only you walk out.

Standing four steps before him you speak, "Okay you can open them"

"That's what she said"

You huff out a laugh but quickly recover.

"Jeon Jungkook"

"Shit, you full named me? This must be serio-" his words come to a halt when his gaze falls on you.

A nervous smile breaks out of your full lips as you wait for him to continue. When he doesn't say anything you start to wonder if you overdid it but he doesn't give you much time to think further because the next thing you know is he's pushing you against the bedroom wall, lips colliding with yours.

You moan as your lips move together with him sucking your bottom one between his. It's sloppy, it's filled with saliva but you wouldn't have it any other way. Tonight, you want the sloppy and wet.

His mouth is soft and eager. One thing about kissing Jungkook is that it's never the same. It's different every fucking time and it only gets better. His tongue pushes in between your lips before you part them and allow it to slide against your own.

He pulls away and rests his forehead against yours, "Jesus Christ,____. You're trying to kill me, baby"

"Do you like it?" you chuckle.

"Like it? You have no idea how many times I've gotten off to this visual. You look like a fucking goddess and you could ask for anything right now, I'd give it to you"

He shakes his head right to left like he still can't comprehend the sight in front of him. So you decide to help him.

"Fuck me"

"What?"

"I need you to fuck me, Jungkook." you ask him in a stern voice.

From the way he looks at you, it seems like he can't wait another second to get his mouth on you. Taking a step back, he looks at you up and down as if taking his fill. The moment the next words leave his mouth, you shiver.

"Strip"

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Jungkook's pov

"Strip"

The red lingerie pushes his wife's tits up as Jungkook is holds onto this slender thread of restraint, scared that if this gets any hotter, it'll snap. Her skin is so smooth and her lips are swollen from the rather burning kiss they shared earlier. The bulge in his sweatpants must be visible but he's not embarrassed about it.

A man can only handle so much. He looks at ______ with a fire and yearning that runs so deep he feels like it'll consume him whole. He wonders what made tonight worth it? is it the lingerie? is it the fact that they're newly married? is it the honeymoon?

No, It's because of the woman standing before him. It's because of the fact that he is the luckiest man alive on the planet to not only have a woman so sexy as his wife but also someone who is an outstanding daughter, a responsible sister and a human worth living for.

People talk about dying for their loved ones but what about living for them? What about living with them? When he was standing at the alter with ______ standing in front of him just like now he had made a promise to himself that he will live for her everyday. He will make every single day worth it for her so that she will choose him again as her husband in her next life.

The red fabric of cloth falls down with a subtle thump on the ground and his eyes travel all over _____ body. Her slender legs, a dark mole just above her left knee, stretch marks looking like lightening travelling from her navel down to her knees, the curve of her waist he has always loved to hold and kiss, her tits with perky nipples begging for attention and then finally her face.

"Come here and lie down on the bed" she does as he says.

When she gets comfortable enough and looks at him he asks her to spread her legs.

"Show me that pretty pussy, sweetheart" she spreads her legs slowly as if teasing him. He sucks in a deep breath before slipping out of his sweatpants and letting his cock spring free. It slaps against his stomach and he gives it a pump.

"I'm going to fuck you real nice but before that I want to watch. Don't worry though, I'll let you watch too" his voice is as husky as ever.

He walks back to the chair in the corner of the room and sits himself down. His wife looks at him with so much innocence and wonder, for a second he considers changing his mind and snuggle her to sleep but then again, she asked for it so she'll get it.

"Slip one finger inside, baby. Make sure to do it slowly, I want you to feel it well. Soak in the feeling"

"Jungkook, I'm not sure-"

"Hey, I'm right here, my love. I'm in this with you but reconsider it and if you're still not sure, we'll stop" he gently assures her, respecting her boundaries.

______ thinks for a while before taking a deep breath and nodding. Her hand slowly travels down to her stomach and finally to her wet cunt.

"Perfect, now rub your clit slowly and then slide a finger inside" she follows his commands as she lets out a light moan, her head tipping back in pleasure. It's just the beginning.

Jungkook's hands work up and down his length as he seeks his own pleasure but he's not sure how long he can last with the look on his wife's face. It's the perfect mix of pleasure and pain. She's his strength but fuck if she doesn't make him weak in the knees. Both of their moans fill the room with several "fuck" and "oh my god" following right after.

As _____ slides her finger inside and pumps it, he also fastens the pace of his pumping.

"Two more in, baby. Give it everything I know you're close" he manages to speak in a low voice.

"Jungkook, it's too much ahhh" she whines as she arches her back off the bed and he can see her pussy going moist and swollen indicating she's almost there. His hands pump as fast working his veiny cock between his tattooed hands and as soon as his wife lets out another loud moan, his orgasm follows making him throw his head back as he comes down from the high.

When he finally gets a hold of himself, he catches a look at her. She's breathing rapidly and caressing her stomach. Walking up to her he kneels down facing her sex and puts his mouth on it, sucking loudly.

"JUNGKOOK-"

Jungkook's eyes look up to her as he slides his tongue up and then down her pussy cleaning her off as she grabs his hair in response and yanks him up. He obliges and hovers over her before taking the same fingers that were inside her as he pushes them against her lips. She opens those kissable lips and tastes herself.

"Do you understand how divine you taste now?"

_____ hums as her lips release the finger with a loud pop. His eyes trace her face lovingly. _____ has exactly ten moles on her face and his favorite is the one on her upper lip. It's meant to be kissed just like the other ones.

"You're staring"

"I like looking at you. You're the loveliest person ever, do you know that? How did I even get so lucky?"

_____ grins and it's the only thing he ever wants to see on her face.

"Tell me how you want my cock wife and I'll give it to you" His eyes are glue to her face. He could look at her all day and not get bored.

"I- I want it from behind if that's okay" there is a hint of hesitation in her voice and he doesn't like it. But that's okay because he plans on making her as comfortable as possible tonight.

When he turns her on her stomach and guides her ass upwards, her face down on the mattress, she gasps but doesn't object.

"Are you okay with me spanking this ass, honey? Want me to tell you how bad I want you?" she whimpers.

"Yes, please"

"That's a good fucking girl" his doesn't wait a second longer before giving a slap on the globe of her ass, only to slap it once more while also making sure not to hurt her in the process. His palms paint her pale skin.

He works her clit pulling a loud moan out of her. _____ breath is picking up the pace again as sweat beads her back glistening it in the best way possible. He notches the head of his cock at her entrance and pushes inside with a force that takes both of their breaths away.

"Fuck" he cries out and she whines.

He pulls himself outside before thrusting back inside, "Fuck, I love you, _____. You're the best thing that happened to me. Every morning- ugh- every morning I get excited just because of the fact that I get to see this pretty face. You beautiful, strong, gentle of a woman and you're all mine"

His thrusts fasten, he gives three kisses on the dimples of her back as he fucks her from behind just like she asked.

"I love you, baby" he hears her reply back, her voice breathy.

"You like that?"

thrust

"You like how I'm giving it all to you, huh?"

thrust

"You like being at my mercy? Desperate and needy?"

thrust

"Want me to give you a baby,hmm? Make you look all mine?" His final thrust goes even deeper before he turns her on her back. He pulls out and freezes. The woman he's married to is looking like a fucking angel who also has been fucked raw and good. He couldn't be more in love with her.

"Sweetheart, I wanna try something but I need to you to trust me, alright? I'll never hurt you" when he gets a nod from _____ he uses his knees to move up to her until he just above her stomach.

"Push those tits together for me" he commands.

So, she does. ______ doesn't hesitate this time and his chest grows another inch with pride. Her tits squeeze up with the help of her palms and Jungkook carefully slips his cock into the tight channel. Her chest is decorated with the hickeys he's given her this morning.

It takes five thrusts for him to come on her chest. White, hot liquid covers his wife's chest as he quickly pushes himself sideways and lies down beside her with a loud thump.

"Christ, that was so good" he pants.

He takes a moment to catch his breath before running to the bathroom and comes back with a wet towel. He swipes it all over her chest as he cleans her off. She's still looking at him with the same love and passion in her eyes as before. Nothing has changed and nothing will change.

As soon as he's done cleaning up and gets ready to talk his wife's ears off, her soft snores pull at his attention. Giggling to himself as he covers her with the duvet pulling it taut so she can be warm and cozy, he gets comfortable beside her and prepares to go into a deep slumber.

A hand wraps around his stomach making his silly, romantic heart flutter and _____ places her head on his chest.

Placing a chaste kiss on her temple and nose, he whispers into the darkness, "Goodnight, honey. Thank you for being mine"

[vamplvs]

THEIR FAVORITE WAYS OF GETTING YOU OFF

INCLUDES -> yelena belova, bob reynolds, bucky barnes WARNINGS -> afab and gn!reader (no gendered pet-names); fingering, cunnilingus, piv sex; light teasing (yelena), ‘baby’ (bob), ‘sweetheart’ and 'pretty' (bucky), light choking (bucky) NOTES -> first nsfw hc (more like blurbs bc i have a rambling problem) written here pls be nice <3 as always, comments and rbs are greatly appreciated (if you say smth nice, i'll give you a lil smooch on the cheek), and my asks are open!

YELENA BELOVA. — fingering. she likes teasing you, toying with you, until you fall apart, clenching around her fingers.

you lay against yelena as the movie plays on in front of you. her hands shamelessly explore your thighs, tracing shapes across them. the touch is light, yet it still spreads warmth through you. she takes little time at all to dip her fingers underneath your shirt, and then lower to the lower to the waistband of your shorts.

"lena," you mutter, "what are you-"

"shh, watch the movie," she replies, voice low and heady. when you turn to look at her, her eyes are focused on the film but they glint with mischief and want.

her hands keep moving over your skin, tracing arbitrary patterns on your lower stomach. sometimes they even deign to dip just below your shorts but never quite past that—never where you want her.

the movie plays on quietly in front of you, but with yelena's hands determined to distract you, the plot ambles along without your care. one of her hands has drifted down to your thigh, a light caress followed by a squeeze.

"yelena," you warn, a mocking sweetness lacing the rough parts of your tone.

"trust me, love," she mumbles against the skin of your neck. and, god, if that pet-name doesn't stir something up in you.

she keeps at it for god knows how long, her fingers tantalizingly close but oh, so far. until its your hands that are the ones reaching for her, that is.

you have one wrapped around the wrist that hovers by your thigh and the other in her hair.

"lena, if you don't-"

she shuts you up with a quick snap of your waistband. the gasp that leaves you is quiet, and you can feel her grin against your shoulder. finally, finally, she moves her hand lower.

her touch is light, barely a ghost over your clit, instead working lower. she draws a slow finger through your folds—and if they're already slick, who can blame you, really? it's one slow finger pushing inside you, and then another shortly after. they pump slowly, methodically, curving just so, and your head is falling back against yelena's shoulder before you realize it.

all the while, yelena stares forward at the movie, apparently captivated. her fingers never change pace, like their sole goal is to torment you and you alone. it's a slow drag in and out until you're just about ready to beg yelena for anything. your thighs twitch with every move of her other hand, and honestly, it isn't a fair battle.

she coaxes small gasps and shudders from you, and she relishes in each one. so, by the time she grinds the palm of her hand against your clit, a high keen is practically punched from you. it's nothing but blazing heat curling low in your stomach and whispers of your name against your ear.

"that's it," her breath is hot against your already warm skin, "let me hear you."

BOB REYNOLDS. — eating you out. he loves tasting you, he loves watching you, and he loves knowing that every reaction was all because of him.

bob presses soft kisses to your jaw, slow and tender, while you try to find the courage to get out of bed. his hands are warm against you, his lips oh-so soft, his thigh thick between yours, and yet-

"baby, i need to get to training."

"just a little longer. please?" he mutters against your neck, words rumbling against your skin. and who are you to deny him when his hand slides under your shirt to grab at your waist?

the kisses move from your jaw to your neck to your collarbone, and you melt under his attention. he explores slowly, taking his time on each part of your skin before moving to the next. bob takes in every gasp or twitch and makes a mental note of it with every intention of returning to the places that make you shiver.

he finally finds his way down your torso, a delicate kiss pressed above your sleep shorts.

“can i?” he asks, fingers dancing by the waistband. with the way he looks up at you, eyes nearly desperate and so filled with want, it’s all you can do not to pull him back up and kiss him breathless. so you just nod.

in an instant, he has them off of you, and bob is a man hypnotized when he runs his hands over your thighs. he stares for a beat, then two, before pressing a gentle kiss right above your clit. the gasp that elicits makes him grin.

his tongue explores, taking its time just so he can watch you squirm. your eyes flutter and threaten to shut, but with the way he looks up at you and catalogues every reaction, you can't take your eyes off him.

with little warning, his lips wrap around your clit, and it's only then that your eyes finally roll back.

"f-fuck!" you nearly shout, and bob only moans in reply, sending shocks through your body.

he has to drape an arm across your hips to hold you still for him when your back arches. his other hand stays firmly planted on your thigh, squeezing at it in time with every twitch and moan.

your fingers are buried in his hair, tugging and pulling in ways that make him go hot all over. but it's the sounds you make that get him. the gasps, the low curses, the moans of his name.

he could listen to you for hours, and if he had it his way, he'd stay just like this for days on end.

"taste so good, baby," he mumbles against you, voice a low rumble in the back of his throat.

BUCKY BARNES. — fucking you, more specifically doggy style. he is obsessed with seeing the arch of your back, the curve of your ass, and of course, having his hands tight on your hips.

“looked so good today, sweetheart,” bucky mutters against your neck. his chest is flush against your back, arms wrapped warmly around your torso. in the reflection of the bathroom mirror, you see the way the metal plates of his arm shift and flex silently.

"had to look my best to meet your work friends," a cheeky smile graces your lips as bucky rolls his eyes. you have long since abandoned what you wore earlier for the dinner, opting instead for sweatpants and one of bucky's t-shirts.

"you got any idea what that outfit does to me?" his voice is low, gravely, when he says it, and that sends a shiver up your spine. bucky moves his hands to your hips, squeezing lightly.

"i could hazard a few guesses," you turn, wrapping your arms around his shoulders. the look in his eyes is dark and hot and wanting. bucky's lips are on yours before you even have the chance to linger on the way his eyes flit down to them for the barest of seconds.

his hands drift to your ass and pick you up, wasting no time in getting you back to the bedroom and putting you down gently on the edge of the bed.

"turn over, wanna make you feel good," he mumbles between kisses.

and so you find yourself on your knees and elbows, sweatpants long gone so bucky can open you up for him. his fingers are thick inside you. when you turn your head to look at him, his mouth is parted in a soft 'o' and his eyebrows are furrowed, like he can't get enough of what he sees.

"fuck me, bucky," you groan as his fingers press inside you incessantly. and then they're gone.

you hear the sound of his jeans fall to the ground, and before you can get another word out, bucky is pressed against you. one hand is on your hips, and the other glides down your back as his cock stretches you out.

"so pretty for me," he mutters, more to himself than to you. his pace is slow, just a roll of his hips that leaves you already gasping for air. he basks in every moan, in the way your hands grab at the bedsheets above your head, in the way you squeeze around him like a vice when he showers you in soft praises.

somewhere between his thrusts and praises, his hand finds its way to the back of your neck. the sound you make when he puts even the slightest bit of pressure has him seeing stars and his hips stuttering.

"feel so good, sweetheart, god," he groans, tightening his hold on your hip—still keeping a loose but steady pressure on your neck. you're certain that you'll wake up with red marks on your skin in the morning. "so good for me."

[lxnarphase]

━━ ❝ guide you all the way down, be your nightlight ❞

up to the challenge : ⌞no nut november⌝ edition [ pt 1 - pt 3 - pt 4 ]

☾₊‧⁺...ft. : n. kento + h. hiromi + k. choso

☾₊‧⁺...cw: fingerfucking, squirting, dirty talking, begging, deep throating condom breaking, excessive cum, riding, kento being lovey-dovey, hiromi nearly loses his mind, choso being whiny and desperate, reader is on birth control but choso is just worried about the mess of no condom, choso's part is very long and indulgent

☾₊‧⁺...synopsis : to the anon who requests choso and nanami, i hope you don't mind i threw higuruma in here too, i really wanted to include him since he gives the vibes of being in the middle between nanami and choso 🖤 thank you so much for the request !

✧ n. kento lasts : entire month

you were the one to bring this up to kento, mentioning in passing that gojo wouldn't shut up about this 'challenge' he and geto were going to participate in. with a hum, he asks if you were trying to suggest something to him. if you wanted him to try this little 'game,' he wouldn't mind...as long as you'd let him pamper you all month. and he really does; he's breezing through each day as though nothing is wrong. kento's still as sweet as ever, constantly cuddling you, taking you out on formal dates, and telling you how much he loves you. he manages well the entire November, only showing weakness whenever you try to tease him. but of course, if you're going to try and break his streak, he just spreads you out on the bed, fingerfucking you until you squirt all over his hand. eventually, the whole month flies by, and kento genuinely feels relief that it's over. but he's a little shocked when he comes home, and you're dressed in a pretty, yellow matching lingerie set as you drag him into the bedroom that's filled with candles and roses...he pampered you all month, now it was his turn to be pampered.

"kentooo~" having you between his legs like this, cooing his name so sweetly, causes a shiver to shoot down his spine. you look so adorable, so gorgeous on your knees and pressing kisses up and down his length. those pretty kiss marks would be burned into his mind for weeks. but what makes his stomach flip the most? is that look in your eye. that needy, desperate, loving gaze...it made his cock twitch in your hands. "darling, please," he sighs, one of his hands coming up to cup your cheek. you smile at him, you fucking smile at him like you aren't peppering his cock in kisses. with a little nip to his thumb, you giggle, nuzzling into his palm. "just focus on me, okay, ken?" he nods, sucking in a breath when your lips press against the tip of his dick. "fuck, princess, god, when you suck me down like that-!" the calm, sweet environment was gone now, with the way you sloppily sucked his cock. it was so fucking messy, your lipstick smearing all over his shaft as your manicured hand cupped his balls, softly massaging them as you felt your spit dripping down to your hand. "yes, yes, just like that, princess, k-keep going. oh, you're so fucking beautiful with my cock in your throat, 'm gonna cum soon in that pretty throat," he oh-so gorgeously moans for you, throwing his head back as he tries not to buck up into your hot mouth. for being such a refined, put-together man, kento loves when you give him such messy head, seeing how your lipstick is smeared everywhere, your chin dripping with precum and saliva. you could feel him throb in your throat just from the view. your kento is so sweet like this, doing his best not to fuck your mouth. but could anyone blame him when your mouth is so hot and wet? god, he never wants you to stop, not when you make him feel so greedy. each time you take him down your throat, kento swears he's going to cum, his head lolling back again as he lets out a deep groan of your name when you take all of him down like it's nothing. he wanted nothing more than to grab you by your hair and fuck your mouth like he wanted...but he wouldn't. no, he's going to keep letting his darling pamper him how she wants...but when he keeps just moaning your name so sweetly, begging you to let him cum... "p-please, honey, I'm so close, let me cum, my pretty girl, let me cum, I'll do anything-!" how could you say no to that?

✧ h. hiromi lasts : entire month

by the end of the first week, hiromi realizes how much he fucking regretted doing this. dealing with his cases has him so stressed he's surprised he didn't go completely grey. every time he comes home, he just wants to love on you, his darling little wife, but he can’t because he’s already dedicated to beating this foolish challenge. so while he can't cum, he is sure to take his frustrations out on you. but it literally crushes him each time he makes you cum, whether it be with his hands, mouth, or dick, and you look at him with those cute pleading eyes, softly whining for him to let you take care of him and make him cum too.

you are too cute for your own good, nearly causing hiromi to cave in several times as the month progressed. even you can see how it was affecting him, as he gets more and more desperate to make you cum, his eyes always zeroed in on your face to ensure your feeling good. he was a prideful, strong man, but fuck, he was so frustrated and pent up that he started to beg you to cum. "you're close, right? i can feel it, sweet thing. just listen to your pussy, she's so wet and sloppy, just from my fingers," he groans into your ear, sounding so wrecked and needy, and he hasn't even touched himself once. but you can hear it, the annoyance in his tone. hiromi is so close to breaking, to giving up and you nearly beg him again to just fuck you, but your eyes catch a glimpse of the clock on the wall. 12:27 am. it was december. he did it, he fucking made it, and you were desperately clawing at his wrist, trying to get his attention. "'romi, 'r-'romi! 's december, you made it, please, pull it out, t-take your dick out, 'romi, need you in me so bad!" with a quick glance to the clock to make sure you weren't fucking with him, hiromi lets out a delirious laugh, undoing his pants enough to pull his throbbing cock out, and he easily folds you in half, sliding his tip through the sopping wet mess between your thighs. "i made it, didn't i? i made it. so now you're gonna reward me, right?" you squeal when you feel the tip of his cock get caught on the entrance of your hole and nudge in juuust enough for you to cry out his name, gushing from the little stimulation it gives you. "look at you...I've been neglecting this little cunt, my fingers aren't enough, my mouth isn't enough. no, no, she needs t' be stuffed with a thick, fat cock to make 'er cream...isn't that right, angel?"

✧ k. choso lasts : 30 minutes

choso was stupid. he was so fucking stupid for even thinking he could do this challenge. he literally heard about it from yuuji before but had no idea what it meant. so here he was, looking at the calendar on his phone. it was mid-morning, and 5 minutes ago, he decided to do this challenge. choso should've remembered that he was a desperate man when it came to you because the second you come out of the bedroom, rubbing your eyes as you sleepily greet your boyfriend, he knows he's fucked. but seeing you in his black t-shirt and likely nothing else and choso let out a shaky sigh. just looking at you has his mind racing with all the different ways he wants to have you. you’d look really cute in his lap with a blissed-out smile on your face. with a needy whine, he stands up, dragging you back to the bedroom as he greedily kisses you, shoving his tongue into your mouth and moaning against your lips.

"fuck, fuck, fuck, 'm sorry, you look s' cute, so pretty, m-my pretty baby, y-your cunt is sucking me in—!" choso is a mess, fucking into you from behind. his hands grip your hips, keeping your ass up in the air as his cock abuses your insides, his hot, thick tip smushing against your cervix. he's fucking you into the mattress, his moans mixing with yours and those sweet, wet squelching sounds coming from your pussy, sucking his cock back in with each pull out of you. "moan louder, please? m-move your head, stop muffling yourself w-with the pillow," he whines, his body hovering over yours. you can feel drool dripping from his mouth onto your back, and just the feeling makes your eyes roll back. knowing he was so needy and desperate just to get his dick wet inside of you that he was drooling all over you made your walls clench so hard around him. "c-cho, 's too fucking deep, b-baby, 'm gonna cum," you sob, hands clawing into the pillowcase. instantly, you feel choso grip you harder, barely pulling out of you as his hips slap against yours in a bruising fashion, your body jolting up the bed with how hard he was fucking you. "don' run, please,, don' run from it," he whimpers, choking on a sob as he feels himself twitch inside your gummy walls, his hips stuttering against yours when you keen, pushing back against him when he hits a spot that feels so good. "fuck, f-fuck, 'm cumming, your pussy's so good, so wet, so fuckin' hot, 'm sorry, 'm cumming-!" despite his orgasm rushing over him, he keeps fucking you, his eyes rolling back as he moans your name over and over again, begging you for...something. he doesn't notice the sudden change, but you do, suddenly feeling warm and full inside as he keeps pounding into you. your eyes snap open, and you whine, turning a little to press your hand against his chest. "cho, h-honeyyyy! t-the condom, you broke the condom, you're cummin' in me!' you can't lie, it feels so good, and you feel your head swimming as he pumps thick seed into your needy cunt. it's another minute until he's done, and he starts to pull out but sees how creamy his cock is...and the way the condom is ripped at the top. he...he just came in you. his thick cum was starting to drip out of you, and your hand came up to press against your hole, not wanting to drip it onto the mattress. but he only registered it as you wanting to keep it inside...you wanted his cum? you wanted him to fill up that pretty pussy? he didn't even realize he was speaking out loud, quickly peeling off the broken condom and lining back up with your creamy cunt. "i-i don't mind it, choso, b-but t-take the condom off b-before you-chooo, babyyy, w-wait, that's so deep-!" "s-shhh, s'okay, you can take it, take it for me, 's okay, i always make it fit, i-it fits so good, pretty cunt, 's all mine, 'm gonna cum 'n you over and over again until your a creamy little mess, baby, i-i'll eat it outta you too, promise, promise, just let me stuff you, please!" hm, maybe he'd tell you later this was supposed to be a challenge...maybe not and just pretend like he needed you real bad today.

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[thbbie]

༄ toji x f! reader

mmmhmn toji with out grown hair and week long stubble on his his handsome face because he doesn't usually shave when you arent around. who would he have complement his skin? who would he have to kiss or eat out? what would be the point of it? so when you come back a day earlier then planned and he still hasn't taken the time to clean himself up, he doesn't expect you to pounce on him on sight.

your hands steadying you by holding on to his face, your legs wrapped around his waist and cling to him like a koala to a tree. he can't help but chuckle at your behaviour "miss me?" with a horribly smug grin on his lips. his emerald eyes glinting in your own.

"fhuc- toji,shut your mouth for once please"

"i thought you liked my voi- mmmnph~"

tojis strong hands hold you up against him from where they rest at your butt. still kissing you, he starts towards the direction of the bedroom, you break the kiss, interrupting his path while offering him the alternative situation of him taking you on the floor beneath your feet. your glassy eyes telling him that here is fine, here is perfect.

oh his pretty thing is so needy today.

but he'll indulge you.

he always does.

toji lays down on the floor, dark strands splaying out beneath him, and a smug smirk on his lips. should've thought a little more hair on him would get you acting like a desperate little slut.

"cmere' take a seat beautiful"

he watches your expression shift, his smile only growing wider as you quickly throw aside your clothing, but before you could pull of your panties he intervenes, "your taking too long, keep them on i'll take care of it yea? just cmere pretty thing, sit down."

when you get close enough for him to reach you, he takes your wrist in his hand and guides you to stand over his face, perfect fucking view.

toji hums in approval, letting go of your wrist to hold you by the back of your thighs, pulling you down, just above his waiting face, holding your hips to keep you there.

"here's how this is gonna work, m' just gonna lay back, not gonna hold you, not gonna touch you. i need you to use me to get yourself off alright. show me how bad you want me and i'll see if a desperate thing like yourself deserves my help at all." with that, he releases you hips, "go on, ma. don't keep ol' toji waiting"

oh you don't need to be told twice, he'll run his mouth forever if you don't shut him up. you lower yourself on him, his face fitting against your cunt like two puzzle pieces. his nose snug against your cute clit and his lips pressing at your clothed entrance.

s-shit

rocking your hips against him, back and forth motions as you rub all over his face. "t-tojii, open your mouth. pl- fuckk right there. let me ride your tongue please toji." and who was he to deny a pretty girls polite request? he opens his mouth wide, sticking his tongue out for you.

the minutes drag on, your movements are getting sloppy, youre soo close but the burning in your legs is becoming to much, you can't keep going, "tojitoji please. i'm- ohh~ im close, i n-need your help baby. please."

he'd stayed true to his promise, not touching you, not guiding you, simply laying back and letting you use him for your pleasure and now, as you beg and plead for his help, still toji does nothing. to occupied with enjoying the lovely view and your please that play like music to his ears.

"t-t-tojiii~ pleaseplea- i mmmngh i need you. c-can't cum without you. need y-you to touch me"

you're getting annoyed, your sweet orgasim right there, his face rubbing against your core so deliciously, your hands grasping at his dark hair but you can't go on for any longer.

"tojii!! god, stop being so difficult ill aahhh~ ill do whatever you want, anything, just help m-"

anything, you say?

you don't get a response but tojis hands are back at your hips, pulling you off his face so your hovering again and he can hear your disappointment in the surprised 'toji!' that comes from your lips.

he pays you no mind, instead busing himself with effortlessly tearing off your underwear and pulling you down on his face with force. he's been desperate for a taste of you too, only he had managed to cont himself better up until now.

the torn flimsy fabric hangs pathetically off your his, tojis tongue slips inside you with ease and his nose numbing against your bare clit with every drag of your hips. his hands hold you, controlling the pace and helping you stay up right.

he pushes and pulls yoh over his face, switching between sucking and licking at you, occasionally bitting to get you to tug at his hair harder. he breaks for air once, when he pulls away to spit on your messy pussy and dives straight back in.

in a matter of minutes he makes you cum two times back to back.

when he knows your about to, toji takes your whole cunt in his mouth, drinking every drop from your high he could get, as if trying to suck your pussy dry.

the way he's panting, with his dark brows pulled together in a tight furrow, puffy lips shining with your essence, and his eyes glossy, you'd think he was the one getting the head of his life.

toji guides you to sit on his chest as you both catch your breaths. watching each other, faces flushed and sweaty. you both think at the same time, i'm the luckiest person alive.

bonus!!

you lean back on you hands, still sitting on his chest, a satisfied smile of someone who had their soul eaten through their pussy at your lips.

"tojii♡~ did you cum? just from having little ol' me use your face for a little?

his blush gets impossibly darker, but he doesn't deny your claim. one of your hands slips under the band of his sweat pants to touch him. an uncharacteristic moan is pulled from his throat when you do, fondling his sensitive dick in your hands "awww tojiii~~ you must really like me huh" as if you weren't begging and crying that you couldn't cum without his hands on you.

"shut it brat"

m.list <3

[eraserbread]

omg. i love horny pregnant wife so much. PLEASE PLEASE PLEASE more with nanami or toji🙏 you’re such a talented writer ily

you're seeing sides to your husband, nanami, that you didn't even know existed... until three months ago when you found out he got you pregnant.

creeping into the second trimester, your body is in constant aching pain -- it starts in your abdomen, sometimes, morphing into cramps in your lower back as your belly begins to bulge.

it's knocked you into needing to waddle everywhere you go, and stuck in bed when he's not around.

but, this morning, he is around. you wake up alone, the sun is bright, and the air smells like miso and eggs. kento knows it's all you've been wanting to eat lately, so he wakes up early on his day off to make it for you.

his back is turned to you when you waddle into the kitchen, feet dragging in your house shoes over the cold floor. ken stands shirtless, standing at the stove, stirring a pot of soup -- it awakens something within you.

you're left staring in the doorway, swallowing down the thickness of absolute, carnal, bodily need.

you can't even find the strength to speak, all of the life you had is rushing between your thighs, burning you alive. biting your lip, you cross your knees.

of course, he notices you after a second, drawn in by the savory, familiar smell of you behind the waft of miso. kento peeks over his shoulder.

"love, you should have stayed in bed."

"why?" your whisper is fucked already, rasping and grating in your throat.

"because your body needs rest. doctor's orders." then he's turning around, steaming bowl of miso cradled in his grip.

you're sweating, watching his bare, sexy chest stare you down in a way that genuinely makes you feral. him and his ruffled hair, shadowed eyes, and furrowed eyebrows.

"pleasepleasepleaseplease," you're begging, mouth full of cotton as you're tearing through bedsheets. kento's situated behind you, thick tongue drawing masterful, sticky circles against your quivering cunt.

yours to the core, there's nothing he loves more than eating you up. since the pregnancy, that feeling is heightened tenfold. you're pulling off your pants, and he's getting that smell in his nose -- that hunger in his body.

and even better, your libido is coming back with this trimester, letting him take his time as he sucks you clean. face down, ass up - hips supported by a pillow, because he wants you to be as comfortable as possible.

kento lets you do all the talking -- all the blubbery crying and pitiful moans you've been keeping. it's like a river down here, buried nose-deep in your ass, his tongue can't keep up the onslaught of constant, dripping slick. he's full off of your taste, but that doesn't mean he won't give his wife what she wants.

"oh, my god. i'm gonna die. gonna -- gonna kill me 'f you don't put it innn!" you're arching your back when he pulls away, licking over his flushed lips, memorizing the taste so he can carry it with him throughout the day.

but, he's taking too long. just one second over your limit, and you're sobbing. "put it in! what are you fucking waiting for, it hurts!"

"oh..." kento doesn't react, knowing anything could set you off further. he does sit up, fishing his erection from his loose linen pants to slide between your aching cunt. he won't tease you for very long now, but he is curious to see how much you're willing to beg...

"you motherfuc-

that disrespect? kento uses it as fuel, and with one fateful swoop, he's burying himself inside of you, punching a guttural, needy scream from your chest.

"well, that's not very nice." he's growling, rolling his hips forward to chase some friction. closing his big body over yours, a single hand presses over the back of your neck, squeezing just enough to emit some pain. he doesn't want to actually hurt you now that you're carrying his daughter, but he does want to establish patience.

cursed nicknames have no space in your loving home.

"i'm sorryyyy--mmhmf!"

he's fucking you so well, now, thick, slippery cock sliding out to the tip, only to slam back in to the hilt. he hurts so good -- so wholly. it's like he's devouring you whole.

this feeling... it was so different, so perfect. all you can think about is your kento pressing another baby in you.

call it greed or lust, kento thinks it's something adjacent to absolute, abiding love and trust.

[buckyalpine]

18+ Minors dni. I'm currently obsessed with the thought of Bucky making his pretty girl take it. I'm talking him keeping you caged under him with your legs wrapped around his waist while his arm are wrapped tightly around your body. This type of energy comes out when he's pissed. Stressed. Jealous. He's going to remind you exactly who you belong to and my favourite thing about this is imagine you didn't even know what happened. Maybe he overheard some agents talking about how irresistible you are. So cute and pretty and they'd give anything to-

Nope. The thought alone of anytone touching what's his has him storming off, hauling you over to mark you in the most primal way possible. Remind everyone who you belong to. He plucks you up from whatever you're doing and carries you over his shoulder like a beast; you're naked on his bed seconds later. He plows into you, hips slamming his cock into your very soaked cunt, unapologetically fucking you with the deepest moans. He sounds so feral. He is feral.

"Feels-so-good, such a good girl, letting me put my big dick in you"

Those grunts and groans he lets out show just how selfish he's being because he's focused on how fucking good you're making his dick feel. You're so soft but you make his cock so hard. You're such an angel for him, spreading your legs for him the second he set you down. He'd been torn between wanting to ravish you immediately or taking a second to throw his clothes off. He decides he needs you to fucking smell like him when this is all over, have every bit of his scent covering your skin. He wants to feel every bit of you all over him.

No one else would ever get to have you like this. Feel your naked breasts on their chest. Feel your soft tummy press against theirs. Feel the plushness of your thighs squeezing their waist. Feel your silky walls squeeze and milk their cocks till they're all soft and sensitive.

They'd hear you though.

They'd hear every moan and Bucky would make sure of that.

"Whose cock is making you scream baby, tell me" He growls, your combined arousal making a mess on the bed.

"Y-OURS-" You hiccup, choking back a sob as he snakes his had to wrap around your throat. Damn right. His fucking cock. His dick in your pussy. Not the stupid little boys who think they have a chance to even breathe the same air. His pretty, pink, fat fucking cock destroying you to his heart's content, stretching you open as much as he wants. "J-JAMES"

"That's right, say my name baby, say the name of your man who fucks you this good, let everyone hear" He's already turned off all the sound proofing and maybe he left his door a crack open. Maybe.

"Jaamesss" You sound so gone, cockdrunk over the way the spongy head of his dick kisses that sensitive spot that makes you squirt cream with each of his thrusts. "Don't st-stop, please-fuck-me-Jamie" Your voices slurs and turns into a whine as your eyes roll back. For such a sweet princess, you sound like an absolute slut when he's inside you and he wouldn't have it any other way.

"Mhphhm, sound so pretty, gonna make me blow, let me empty my balls in you" He starts to fuck you faster causing the headboard to shake, the whole bed creaking with his movements. "M'gonna cum angel-oh shittt-"

He nearly whimpers when he feels your doe eyes looking up at him with your ankles locked around his waist; he knows exactly what that means.

"You want it inside you huh, want my cum in you baby, s'that it?"

"Want-it-please, can't hold it" you cling onto him tighter and Bucky can't last any longer.

"Cum with me, together, c'mon angel, cum with me, yes, fuck yes, can feel you-fuck-" He begs, needing those little boys who spoke about you to hear exactly what they're missing out on, "OH GOD, FUCKKK" He doesn't hold back as he gives into his orgasm, your name dripping of his lips while you sob and squeal.

I want him to give you the softest aftercare. Tell you what a good girl you were for him. How much he loves and adores you, how special you are to him.

I want him to have the most smug expression on his face when he goes back down. He's such a little shit. He passes by a cackling Tony and a wheezing Sam. Not one agent dares look him in the eye. Steve may be blushing but he'll give credit where credit is due. His best friend sent a very clear message. Bucky is a possessive, loving, horny little shit and I need it.

Need it now.