#Screaming and crying and moaning and thrashing and throwing up

[theres-whump-in-that-nebula]

Oh god it’s in five months AAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH

[jez-bez]

If I let you go, can you go back to your room and sleep? [...] Phu. I think... I can help you. Phukan. I've already warned you. You've done it for me before. I just... want to do it for you too. Can I?

[oystermark]

Mark variants (sinister, no goggles, mohawk mark) x M!reader (cis & trans options for all of them) MDNI

a/n: just random porn stuff, turns out no plot and just porn is more fun to write for me lol.. can u tell whos my favorite

smut without plot

intentional lowercase

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sinister mark

biting. just, so much biting. it’s not only just marking you as his, it’s like feeling your pulse under his teeth and tongue pierces his soul with want so ravenous that he could take you apart right then and there as you’re taking his dick with the sweetest moans (grunts & groans) ever, music to his ears!

if you don’t want teeth on your dick or cunt do not let this man give you head. if you’re a freak like him and you do want it, spread your legs and don’t forget to lock them and push him even more into your sex by his nape. he likes it when you use force, as much as you can anyway. for you with dicks, when he takes you to the base, he will  be biting down, your scream and whines just making his own dick twitch. for you with a cunt, he will be biting down on your clit. you can thrash around and pull at his hair and curse him out as much as you want, remember, “you wanted this, so stop fucking squirming and cum in my mouth already.” 

no goggles mark 

this crazy bitch loves to fuck you on his lap the most, the second position he loves more is drilling his dick into you on the floor. any position where he can bully you with his dick is his favorite.

always starts out with a…rough foreplay, lets say. he tackles you down on the floor, the wall, your bed, the kitchen counter anywhere accessible to fuck really. the ‘kisses’ are so animalistic and painful, biting and hissing and clashing of teeth as you both grind down onto each other. your grunts, groans and hissing– god he could cum just from your punches and biting, it’s so good, it’s so fucking rough and it’s just how he likes it.

such a fucking bully when you’ve been fucked dumb, gripping your face with one hand as he shakes your head, his other hand patting your cheek, “c’mon babe, don’t give up on me now, fuuck– take it,” not even stopping his hips as you cum for the nth time, your mouth opening for a scream but all you can let out is a pathetic gasp for air as the orgasm wrecks your body violently. making you shake and cry out when he pounds his cock just right hitting that spot over and over again as he giggles and bites down on your collarbones, hard enough to draw blood– then of course licks it all up, he would never let any drop of your bodily fluid go to waste after all. “give me another one, come onnnn be my good boy, you said you’d behave, do everything i want if i just gave you a good fuck, so come on. one more time. give it to me.” 

mohawk mark

teasing bastard. will give you a neck kiss when he’s just passing by you as hes beating up some random, cackling as you yell behind him. his fingers will never stay in place, either trying to go under your clothes or straight up jerk you off, no in between. you can never tell with him.

to me, his favorite thing to do while you two have sex is just, having you lay on your back as he jerks you off with one hand as his tongue or fingers take care of your hole, teasing you about how good of a boy you are, how pretty your cock is, how cute it looks when your hole clenches down on his fingers. if you have a cunt, his mouth will never stop sucking on your clit as he fingers you ‘till you cum so hard you see stars behind your eyelids, his tongue is not leaving that clit even if you bash him on the head repeatedly. so condescending in such a hot way though, “awww look who’s cumming already? such a quickshot aren’t you babe?” cackling as you throw a pillow at his face.

[axxa-the-allikatt]

This is for a trans friend of mine <3

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Imagine,

Pretty Trans boys, who you’ve known since forever, who trust you so much that you’re the first person they come out to.

Pretty Trans boys, who are insecure about their body but grew up in an orthodox family, so they excuse themselves as abstinent.

Pretty Trans boys, who fall in love easily but never go past a few dates because they’re too scared that others will find them disturbing.

Pretty Trans boys, who come to you every time they feel lost, who let you trail your finger all over their soft skin, as you whisper praises about how beautiful and perfect they are.

Pretty Trans boys, who, one day when they come to you heart broken over something their current boyfriend said, don’t protest when you pull them onto your lap, back to your chest.

Pretty Trans boys, who hold their breath as you slip your hand past their shirt, palm pressed against their bare skin, as you assure them that’s it’s going to be alright, you were there for them.

Pretty Trans boys, who melt into you, letting out soft whines as you hold their breasts, thumbs rubbing soothing circles against their nipples.

Pretty Trans boys, who are on the verge of crying, as you nibble on their ear, murmuring about how they’re being such a good boy, and they deserve all the praises in the world, not some cheap excuse of a boyfriend.

Pretty Trans boys, who have followed their vow of abstinence all their life, but are now completely hooked on all that you’re giving them, craving and begging for more.

Pretty Trans boys, who tremble in your hold, their insecurities bubbling up as you lay them down on the sofa, tugging their clothes off, piece by piece, are you going to feel disgusted by them?

Pretty Trans boys, who feel their insecurities fly out the window, when you gently press your lips against theirs, asking them if this is okay, do they need a few moments?

Pretty Trans boys, who feel light headed, tears escaping their beautiful eyes, as you press feathery kisses against their skin, from their face to their shoulders, down to their chest, your teeth gently tugging at their nipples, lower against their abdomen.

Pretty Trans boys, who let out a gasp, moaning as your lips make their way between their legs, nose pressed against their folds as you flick your tongue against their clit.

Pretty Trans boys, who could swear they ascended, as you eat them out, nose rubbing against their clit, as they suffocate you with their thighs.

Pretty Trans boys, who don’t even last a minute, releasing all over your face, who drool at the sight of you licking ever last drop of their cum, as you put your tongue out, showing them how you swallowed all of it.

Pretty Trans boys, who thrash against you, but never once tell you to stop, as you press a finger into their pulsing hole, which greedily welcomes you.

Pretty Trans boys, who are already soaking wet before you even add a second finger, who dig their nails into your back as you push another one in, keening as you rub your thumb against their now swollen clit.

Pretty Trans boys, who arch their back into your face, losing their mind as you suck on their nipples, three fingers knuckle deep inside their pussy, scissoring them open.

Pretty Trans boys, who come twice just on your fingers, who only know how to beg for your cock, no other coherent thoughts left in their pretty little heads.

Pretty Trans boys, who scream and sob into your shoulder, as you gently, finally, push your tip into their puffy hole, which swallows it so beautifully.

Pretty Trans boys, who beg for mercy as you thrust into them, who hold onto you for dear life, but throw a fit if you try to pull out.

Pretty Trans boys, whose eyes roll to the back of their head, drool dripping against their chin, screaming when your cock hits their sweet spot, cum spilling out of their swollen hole, joining the wet puddle on the mattress.

Pretty Trans boys, who beg for you to come inside them, and although you knew the danger of doing this, how could you ever refuse your pretty boy, especially when he was being such a good slut for you.

Pretty Trans boys, who scream your name as you abuse their sweet spot, releasing your seed deep inside them, who lose consciousness as they come for the fifth time that night.

Pretty Trans boys, who are out cold but still don’t let you out of their hold, even as you clean them and change the sheets, who wake up for a few seconds, but fall asleep quickly as you rub soothing circles against their hips.

You wake up the next morning to find them crying out your name, fingers knuckles deep into their pussy, tears and drool dripping down their chin, as they apologise for waking you in between moans, crying about how they were just feeling so empty and they didn’t know what to do. Won’t you help them out?

And you are more than happy to spend the next few days with them, fucking them in every which way, be it on the kitchen counter while they’re cooking, against the wall as they’re taking a bath, on the sofa with the tv on, or in front of the mirror when they feel insecure, letting them see just how much you love them.

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[tpwk-formula1]

Can I place an order with Charles Leclerc

A cauliflower crust with Alfredo sauce

Toppings- oregano, shallots, chicken, buratta, shrimp, and turkey sausage

Drinks- Slushie, Beer, white claw, lemonade and dr. Pepper.

Dessert please!!!!

Im sorry it’s a lot but seeing a lot of red sauce and craving some sweetness

Lee-Lee's Pizzeria Menu

cauliflower sunshine x grumpy alfredo sweet sex oregano "Please, let me cum in you" shallots "I love marking you up. Let everyone know I own you" chicken "Awe, you thought I'd let you cum that easy?" burrata "How many was that? three... I think you can give me another" shrimp "I'll be gentle" turkey sausage "Only the best for my girl" slushie safe word used beer edging white claw crying lemonade body worship dr pepper dirty talk dessert yes served by Charles Leclerc

Charles x gf! reader

TW - Use of safe word, multiple orgasms, crying mentioned, hickeys, pussy eating, fingering, unprotected sex, creampie

WC 1400+

Y/N POV

"I'm gonna cum," I moan out for the fourth time making Charles pull his mouth away from my clit making me whine again.

"Awe, you thought I'd let you cum that easy?" Charles said with a smirk making me groan and throw my head back again.

"I need to cum please Charlie," I beg the best I can while catching my breath still.

"You wanna cum?" Charles asked with a smirk on his face making me nod my head aggressively in desperate need of a release that has been denied for far too long.

When Charles gets back to my pussy he starts attacking my sensitive clit with his tongue bringing me to the edge again.

"Can I cum please?" I ask making Charles nod his head making me instantly fall over the edge into a shaking orgasm.

After riding out my orgasm Charles doesn't pull away but rather shoves two fingers into my pussy and starts finger fucking me with the intention of bringing me to another quick orgasm.

"Charlie, slow down," I whine when I feel the strong orgasm start to approach again. Charles doesn't slow down which brings me to another shaking orgasm scream at the overstimulation.

I'm already thrashing my hips trying to get away but Charles is far stronger than me so he continues with his fast fingers but gives my clit a bit of a break because he starts kissing my shaking inner thighs trying to bring me back to earth.

"Doing so good for me," Charles mumbles before he starts softly licking my overstimulated clit making me cry out.

"It's a lot," I mumble through labored breathing trying to gather myself but then Charles is sucking my clit into his mouth bringing me to the edge again.

"Charlie, I'm gonna cum," I scream through tears still trying to get away as my clit is getting far too overstimulated.

When Charles hits my G-spot just right I fly into another orgasm making me scream at the painfully pleasurable orgasm.

How many was that? three... I think you can give me another" Charles says with a smirk making me start to panic on the inside slightly but trying to relax my body to prepare myself for another orgasm.

Charles give me a bit of a break leaving my pussy alone but keeping his mouth busy by placing soft kisses against my thighs and lower tummy.

When Charles slowly brings his mouth back to my clit my body unintentionally tenses up still far to sensitive to be completely enjoyable.

"Charlie," I whine slightly wiggling my hips but it's not until Charles and slipping his fingers into my pussy that I realize I truly can't handle it anymore.

I try my best to continue going knowing Charles is enjoying himself but then he starts hitting my G-spot with every thrust making me start crying softly again.

I can feel my orgasm approaching and it's anything but pleasurable which has me thrashing my hips trying to get away but Charles holds my hips down trying to bring me to my fourth orgasm that he can feel is approaching.

"PINEAPPLE!" I finally scream out making Charles instantly pull his mouth away from my pussy before softly pulling his fingers out not wanting to hurt me any further. I end up breaking down in tears turning on my side and pulling my knees up to my chest into a little ball before I feel Charles shuffling up the bed to face me.

"Mon amour, I'm so fucking sorry," Charles says when he sees my face. When I look at him his mouth is still wet and swollen but his eyes are now full of regret instead of the lust that was there moments ago.

"It's okay," I rasp out since I was starting to lose my voice from screaming.

"No! I should've listened," Charles says clearly berating himself in his head.

I scoot myself closer to him before stroking his cheek softly.

"No, that's our deal, you keep going until I safe word out. I didn't realize I was gonna safe a word out until it was flying out of my mouth," I tell him softly before leaning down and placing a soft kiss on his lips.

"I'm sorry I ruined the mood," I tell him softly breaking the silence making him scoff.

"Don't! You didn't ruin anything. I'm glad you felt safe enough to use your safe word. I love you," Charles tells me softly making me smile before placing another kiss on his lips.

"Do you need anything?" Charles asks softly making me shake my head no.

"Give me a few minutes," is all I tell Charles before getting out of bed on shaky legs and heading to the bathroom.

When I get into the bathroom I see how much of a mess I was. I quickly pull myself back together before I wash my face from the tears.

When I go back into our room I find Charles lying on his back staring at the ceiling clearly feeling terrible still.

When I crawl back into bed instead of going on my side I crawl on top of Charles feeling his cock is no longer a raging boner rather it was a semi now.

"Mon Amour, what are you doing," Charles gasps when he feels my hips start rocking.

It doesn't take long for Charles to start getting hard again making him groan.

"Please Charlie," I beg trying to speed up my actions but with Charles's hands on my hips he's making it more difficult.

"I don't want to hurt you," Charles says with a sheepish look.

"You won't, please I wanna make you feel good," I tell him softly while still rocking my hips.

Finally, Charles gave in and flipped us over making sure we were both on top of the covers rather than just me on top of them.

"Please, I need you, Charlie. Please, just go slow," I beg.

"I'll be gentle," Charles whispers softly before he starts placing soft kisses around my neck and jaw before he found my sweet spot near my ear and bitting down and giving it a soft suck making sure it leaves a little mark.

"So beautiful," Charles mumbled before trailing his mouth down my neck and settling on my tits where he leaves a few hickeys scattered across both of my tits.

"I love marking you up. Let everyone know I own you" Charles mumbled softly before leaving a faint trail of hickeys down to my pussy where he places a soft kiss on it before pulling himself back up.

"God you're so fucking gorgeous," Charles mumbles against my lips before kissing me and slowly starting to slip into my pussy making me gasp.

Charles gives me all the time I need to adjust to his size but as soon as I nod my head he slowly starts rocking his hips instantly making me start moaning at the pleasure.

"It's so good," I mumble against Charles's lips making him smile softly to himself.

"So tight baby," Charles groans back making him wrap my arms around his head and holding him close while he starts picking up his thrusts.

"Charlie! Fuck, I'm gonna cum," I moan loudly trying to hold off my orgasm as long as possible wanting to cum with Charles.

"Please, let me cum in you," Charles says making me nod my head.

"I wanna feel you filling me up, Charlie," I tell him in a stuttered voice trying to hold off a little longer but quickly falling over the edge when Charles speeds up his thrusts throwing me into an intense orgasm. I start shaking almost instantly from how intense the pleasure is that's coursing through my body.

"FUCK!" I scream out while clenching against Charles's cock before his thrusts start to become inconsistent letting me know Charles was close.

I clench around him as tight as possible making Charles falter slightly before he's spilling his cum deep in my pussy. I gasp when I can feel his cum painting my walls, but keep my pussy clenched to make sure Charles can ride his orgasm out.

"Fuck, Charlie, so good," I tell him softly while rolling on my side and pulling him in for a soft kiss.

"Only the best for my girl," Charles says softly before kissing my lips again.

"Still sorry I had to put a pause earlier," I tell Charles softly making him roll his eyes jokingly.

"I promise it is okay," he tells me softly kissing my lips and pulling him into his chest so I can fall asleep wrapped up in his warmth.

[rottenandsublime]

wrote a little rape fantasy about accidentally corrupting my too-sweet lover and thought I'd share ( ´ ▽ ` ).｡ｏ♡

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I scare the hell out of you sometimes with my carelessness. The innocence would almost be cute if it didn't have you so on edge, seeing me walk home alone in the dark, or forgetting to lock my back door from time to time. How many times you've tried to warn me that it's dangerous for a pretty thing like me to be so forgetful, so unaware, but every time I just wave you off. You're just paranoid, sweetheart! Nothing bad's happened, there's nothing to worry about. But you know it's only a matter of time until someone takes advantage of my naivety, and you need me to learn my lesson before that happens. The next time you find the sliding door unlocked, you decide now's the time. You take note of me on the couch and slip away to the bedroom to change from pajamas into black clothing and leather gloves. You hate that you have to do this, you don't enjoy the idea of hurting me, but you have to! How else am I going to learn to be careful?

Careful to stay out of sight, you slink behind me and throw your gloved hand over my mouth, dragging me up and over the back of the couch. I panic, naturally, legs thrashing, my fingers digging into your forearm, but you wrap your arm around my torso and hold tight, making sure the fear really sets in. You're doing a good job of muffling my screams, you feel me try to bite the leather as I fight back against you and decide to stick two of your fingers in my mouth. I howl, I shake my head no, I try my hardest to pull your arm away, and the whole time all you can think is how pathetic I look. This is exactly what you were warning me about! Look at how silly I look struggling, how useless it is. Fuck, the way I'm wiggling against you is actually turning you on more than anything. If you were a real creep, I'd be in so much trouble, I'd already be thrown over the nearest surface and fucked. I'd be crying, begging you--them--to stop, and you know personally how amazing my pussy feels and the thought of how tight it would get as I'm sobbing and hyperventilating--

The whole time your mind is wandering I can feel your cock getting hard against my ass and I start tearing up, begging around your fingers. Don't, no, I have a boyfriend, please don't do this please please please.

Fuck, I like how that sounds. You feel guilty the second the thought even crosses your mind but you can't help it. I just look so good helpless, which is all the more reason you need to teach me. You need me to learn my lesson. How else am I going to learn to be cautious? You drag me over to the arm of the couch, bending me over until my face is pressed hard into the cushion and my legs are dangling over the side. You rip my bottoms down my legs (You wore those cute little undies for me anyways, didn't you?) and pull your cock out, you rub the tip over my pussy and listen to me wail into the pillow, begging, begging you to stop. I sound terrified. Oddly enough, It's not breaking your heart as much as it did a minute ago.

Then you push your cock inside of me, and when I let out a moan, so do you. You feel me freeze underneath you, clarity dawning on me for the first time and you can tell. My hands tentatively reach back, feeling for you, but you grab them both and fold them tight behind my back.

"What did I tell you about leaving the back door open?" you finally speak, leaning over me to get closer to my ear.

"The back...?" I'm crying less now, but barely. "I...I'm sorry, I get it, I get what you're doing."

"You're lucky that it's me." Your hips are still rocking against mine, my legs still twitching against yours. I try to pull my arms away but you hold them firmly.

"I said I get it!" I cry out, and your hands twitch with the new and overpowering urge to cover my mouth. "Get off me please!"

Your cock twitches, your tongue suddenly heavy in your mouth. You should stop. You know you've gone too far.

It's just...you really, really don't want to.

[sammyslovergirl]

Pleasure Bound~Rick Grimes

𝕊𝕪𝕟𝕠𝕡𝕤𝕚𝕤: Rick restrains you to the bed and gives you multiple orgasms.

𝕎𝕠𝕣𝕕 ℂ𝕠𝕦𝕟𝕥: 520

𝕎𝕒𝕣𝕟𝕚𝕟𝕘𝕤: Bondage, Praise, Squirting, Begging, Nipple play, Fingering, Pussy slapping, Female receiving oral, Crying, Overstimulation, Multiple orgasms, Aftercare, Dom Rick, Sub reader, Female reader, Porn without plot

𝔸/ℕ: I’ve been thinking about this for a long time and I had to write it

𝙼𝙸𝙽𝙾𝚁𝚂 𝙳𝙾 𝙽𝙾𝚃 𝙸𝙽𝚃𝙴𝚁𝙰𝙲𝚃 {𝟷𝟾+}

You let out a loud moan tugging on the restraints around your wrist your eyes are covered with a blindfold "R-Rick please" you beg arching your back off the bed you feel Rick's fingers lightly trail up your leg and up to your tits "You look so pretty like this darlin' tied up and completely at my mercy."

The bed lowers as you feel Rick move up the bed his lips lightly brushing over yours as he holds your tits in both of his hands "Fuck sweetheart your tits are so perfect" he breathes out. Rick lowers his head down and sucks on one of your nipples. You moan out and arch your back, pushing your chest closer to his face "Please" you whine out. Rick bites down on your nipple, making you cry out "Such a needy little thing for me sweetheart" you gasp when Rick drags his palm down and puts his finger in between your wet cunt lips "My pretty girl is enjoying this ain't that right baby" You don’t answer; instead, you moan and buck your hips, eager for his touch.

Rick slaps your clit, and you yell out, "I asked you a question, now answer me." "Y-yes, Rick, I love it." Rick travels down your body and settles in between your legs, placing them over his shoulder. Your back arches off the bed as you feel Rick's mouth licking and sucking on your clit. Rick grabs a firm hold on your legs, throwing his arm around your waist to prevent you from moving around. "Oh R-Rick f-fuck im cumming," you cry out. Your fists tighten on the restraints, your hips thrust up against his face, and your orgasm floods over you.

Rick runs his tongue up and down your slit, licking up every drop of your release. He wraps his lips around your sensitive nub and sucks on it. "Ah F-fuck" you thrash your head back and forth crying out. When he starts massaging your clit with the tip of his tongue, you manage to choke out a loud sob as the coil in your stomach releases again. Rick doesn't stop as he sucks harder on your clit and puts two fingers into your soaking wet cunt fingering you hard and fast "R-Rick fuck I can't" you scream out as tears stream down your cheeks "Yes you can, give me one more darlin’.

You whine as you feel your cunt squeezing around Rick's fingers, "That's it baby, give me one ore" Rick groans, you feel his thumb pressing against your clit and his two fingers inside of you massaging your g spot, your mouth falls open, and your body jerks and shakes wildly "Good girl, that's it squirt all over my fingers" Rick grunts out. Rick slips his fingers out of your cunt and places them in his mouth. "Tastes so good, sweetheart" Rick moans out.

Rick undoes the restraints on your wrist and lies down next to you, taking you into his arms and kissing your forehead and lips. "You did so good for me sweetheart" he mutters, as you nuzzle closer to him, drifting off to sleep.

[that-tmr-girl]

Together Again {Minho x Aris x Reader Smut}

With how excited you are to see your boyfriends again, you let them take you until you can't even see.

3,337 words

Submissive reader, fingering, vaginal sex, face riding, oral, blow job, anal, double penetration, praise kink, overstimulation

You had missed them. Both of them. For so many reasons. You missed the way Minho would make me laugh. missed Aris’s soft hugs. You missed Minho’s long kisses. You missed Aris holding your hand. You missed Minho letting you lay your head on his shoulder. You missed Aris whispering he loves you in your ear.

You missed the way they fucked you. How they'd fuck you until your legs gave out, fuck you until your head spun, fuck you until you were screaming, and fuck you until you lost your voice.

And you’d get it now. And after so long without it, it was going to be amazing.

“We’re gonna make you feel so good,”Minho drew out, kissing your neck. Shutting your eyes, you let his lips travel down your chest, his lips pursed around your nipple. His hand held your other breast, palming it, while he lightly pinched. A whimper left you as you felt yourself grow wet, something he knew. After all, it was the end goal.

“You’re gonna be our good girl, right?”Aris cooed, running his hands up and down your bare leg. You eagerly nodded, your hips thrusting in anticipation. “Mmm. You definitely are,”He grinned, placing his hand over your pussy. You whined as he grinded his palm against you, taunting you, pleasing you.

“Aris, please?”You pleaded.

Stopping, he plunged his finger inside of you, making you moan. Pumping it in and out, he watched your face contort to the feeling of being fucked. Something you had desperately missed.

Minho stood, growing hard at the sight of you laying on the bed, loud sounds leaving you as he increased his pace, his thumb rubbing circles on your clit. Your body thrashed as you felt a knot inside of you, tightening around his fingers.

“You want to cum? You already gonna finish?”He smiled, knowing your body all too well. Nodding your head, your eyes rolled back. “You should cum then. Make your first fucked face as you get all wet. All nice and pretty for us.”

You moaned louder at the praise, thrusting your hips up as you finished.

“I bet that felt nice,”He taunted, pulling his hand out to suck on his fingers.

“Yes,”You nodded.

“You’re going to make us feel nice too, aren't you? Going to look all pretty while we take you?”

“Yes.”

“You want him to pleasure you now? You want him deep inside of you while I watch?”He whispered in your ear. With chills going up your spine, you nodded again.

He kissed your neck before getting off of you. Trading places, Minho positioned himself over you.

“You all nice and comfortable?”He asked, his eyes scanning over your body.

“Yes.”

“Comfortable enough for me to fuck you?”

“Yes.”

Raising your jaw with his hand, he kissed your neck as he positioned his dick with your entrance. With his other hand on your waist, he sucked down on your neck as he nudged into you, making you gasp as he gradually filled you up.

“Fuck, you already feel good,”He groaned, keeping his hands by your head as he balanced himself. Staring up at him, you took shaky breaths as you waited for him to rail you.

With his eyes only on you, he pulled out only to slam into you again, making you cry out. He groaned at the way your wet pussy seemed made for his cock, taking it so well every time, something he made known as he whispered how good you were doing in your ear, making you shudder.

Throwing your head back, you were already a moaning mess, your back arching at the feelings you could only ever get from them. They would forever be the only ones who understood how to properly please you, how to make your legs give out only for you to beg for more of them.

Tightening around him, you whimpered as you felt a familiar knot in your core. Pushing his mouth on your neck, he harshly bit down, muffling his own noises as he twitched inside of you. Repeating his name through pleasured sounds, you dug your nails into his back, making him bite harder. Crying out, you dragged your nails down his back, leaving deep scratches as you came. Pulling away, he dropped his head as he harshly thrusted into you again, shooting his seed inside of you.

As you were laying there, breathing heavily, he pulled out. When you opened your eyes, he sat before grabbing you, putting you on his lap, wrapping your legs around him. With one hand in your ass and the other on his cock, he slid himself into your pussy before resting his hand behind his back.

“Mi-Minho,”You breathed out, rocking your body against his, sliding up and down on his dick.

“Fuck, you look so good like that,”He groaned, watching your face as you went as quickly as you could, sweat dripping down your neck as your eyes shut. Wrapping his arms around your shoulders, he pushed himself deeper into you, holding you down on him. Squirming, you kept trying to make him fuck you again.

“Just sit there, alright? Make my dick feel good?”

Whining, you kept trying to move anyway, doing anything but what he said. Only pushing down harder, he did everything he could to keep you still. As you dripped onto his lap, the sexual frustration only grew.

“Just fuck me!”You snapped.

Before you could blink, you were on your back again as he was thrusting as fast as he could. With tears filling your eyes, you clawed at his back, barely able to breath.

“Whatever you want, princess,”He whispered in your ear, continuing the frantic pace. As your face turned red, he grabbed your legs, pushing them apart, giving you a flash of embarrassment as the way your cunt looked being pounded was entirely on display. Keeping them there, he slammed into you over and over, being so rough your head spun, until you both finished, spilling out of you.

“Like that?”He taunted, watching you breathe heavily as you sat up.

Taking a spot beside you, Aris rubbed his hands up and down your thighs, making your face flush. Placing a thumb under your jaw, he raised your head to look at him before connecting your lips. Wrapping your arms around him, you let him slide his tongue inside of your mouth, grazing yours, collecting your spit. As you held him tighter, he took his tongue out only to lightly bite down on your bottom lip, making you whimper. With a half hearted groan, he pulled away, staring at you with those lustful eyes.

“Sit on my face. Okay?”

When you nodded, he laid on the bed. Crawling over, you put your legs between his face, hovering above him.

Suddenly grabbing your waist, he pulled you down, making you gasp. Moaning with how you were already on his face, his grip on you tightened as he shoved his tongue inside of you. Squirming, you threw your head back as your thighs accidentally tightened around him. Not that he minded as he grabbed them, squeezing them while swirling his tongue around. Moaning, you dropped your head, clawing his chest, as you rode him, hips moving back and forth. The bridge of his nose repeatedly brushed against your clit as you did, making you grow louder as you bounced on him. Moaning louder, he was better than a vibrator as you had to bite your lip to keep from screaming, eyes rolled to the back of your head. Letting out a strangled sounds, your eyes clenched shut as you finished, creaming all over his face.

Tightening his hold on you, he forced you still as he kept eating you out, getting all your liquids. You squirmed, consequently grinding on him again, making you whine. His tongue was still deep inside of you, swirling around your walls.

“Aris. I-I’m gonna,”You moaned, dropping your head as your legs shook. Biting your lip, you muffled your sound as you finished.

His grip on you finally loosened, proving he was satisfied. Slowly, you got off of him, sitting criss-crossed. Minho bit his lip as your soaked cunt was on display.

Licking his lips, he got as much of it as he could before sitting up. His face was still white with your cum. He didn't bother to wipe it off. To be frank, he was enjoying it.

“You wanna get on your hands and knees? Want us to fill you up?”He asked, his hands back to being all over you

“Yes.”

Grabbing your waist, he pulled you to the middle of the bed and put you in that position. Calmly walking over despite his excitement, Minho sat in front of your mouth.

Grabbing his cock, Aris slid it back inside of your pussy. Whining for a second, you managed to drop your head, mouth open as you started sucking off Minho. He groaned, throwing his head back, his hips thrusting into your face. You gagged as Aris pulled out before pushing into your harder, your body lurching forward against your will. Holding your waist, he groaned as he took you.

“You look good, princess. You look so fucking good,”Minho breathed out, watching the way you sucked his dick. You grew wetter at the praise.

“You always take it like such a good girl. Take it so well,”Aris panted, increasing his pace. You moaned around Minho, vibrating his cock that filled every inch of your mouth, even touching the back of your throat. Twitching inside of you, he threw his head back while repeating soft praises, making you clench around Aris. Groaning louder, he forced himself to hold back until you finished. Something that was damn near impossible.

With another sound, he finished in your mouth. Keeping your lips pursed, you went cross eyed as you swallowed, breaking all over him. Pulling out, he quickly and deeply thrust into you again, shooting his seed inside of you.

They both pulled out as you caught your breath, resting on your elbows. Raising your head, Minho gently asked if you were okay.

“I’m fine,”You managed to say.

“Okay. Well then, how about you give me a taste?”He grinned.

“Gladly,”You panted, leaning forward to kiss him. Holding your face, he greedily kissed back, his tongue sliding over your bottom lip. Keeping your mouth shut, you teasingly denied entrance. Sitting up straighter, he slid his hands under your body, grabbing your ass, sitting you up, and turning you around to also get you ready. You yelped in surprise, letting him rest his tongue in your mouth. His hands went to your chest, thumbs tracing over your nipples, causing you to moan as you were dripping down your thighs in excitement. Hearing your sounds, he moved to your jaw, sucking on your skin. Enjoying the feeling, you sat there, letting him give you hickeys until he felt his mouth needed to be somewhere else on your body.

Pulling away, he carefully and lightly pushed you on your back. Leaning on your elbows, you laid there as he shuffled to the end of the bed before spreading your legs, his eyes filled with hunger. Still, he placed a loving kiss to your thigh, proving his adoration for you.

Still, he proved his just as heavy lust as he licked flat up and down your pussy, making you moan. All your cum was an acquired taste on his tongue but such an incredible one that he thought about so often. So, so often. The only downside to tasting you was not getting to tell you how amazing it was, how amazing you are.

Circling his tongue by your entrance, he teased you, making you squirm in that cute way he always liked. Still, all he could do was feel as he pressed his face into you, his tongue deep inside of you. Moaning, you threw your head back, knees raising against your will. Trailing his hands up your body, he held your tits again, playing with your hard nipples. Moaning his name, you felt yourself get closer and closer as he kept touching all over your body while his tongue danced inside of you. Biting down on your lip, you threw your head back, hips thrusting into his face. Keeping his mouth where it was, he started humming, making you gasp as your eyes rolled back to your head, body shaking as you finished.

He pulled his mouth away, sitting up, but groped your breasts for a second longer than needed, before obviously kissing your lips that had a happy and dazed smile on them. Only then, did he get up, once again trading places.

“Be good for me. Alright?”Aris said, propping himself above you. When you slowly nodded, he smiled before pressing his mouth against yours. Closing your eyes, you wrapped your arms around his neck, forcing his body closer to yours as you kissed back. He couldn't help but moan as his dick brushed against your entrance. Holding your waist, he deepened the kiss, pushing his tongue past your lips. You opened your mouth, inviting his warm tongue inside of you.

Grabbing your jaw, he held your face as he pressed his tongue against your cheek, groaning as he felt his tip start dripping.

Pulling away, he stared at you, taking in your red lips. Brushing his fingers over your face, he kissed your jaw as he slowly nudged inside of you. Biting your lip, you threw your head back as he fit himself again in your now soaked and admittedly sore cunt. A fact you were desperately hiding to make sure they wouldn't stop.

His lips found their way to your neck as he started thrusting into you. Grabbing your wrists with one hand, he locked them above your head as he started to increase his pace, his teeth sinking into your flesh. His chest pressed against yours, making you moan his name.

“You're being so good for us, sweet girl. You're taking it so well,”He praised in your ear, beginning to slam in and out. Your body shook as you squirmed under him, your sounds escaping as he frantically fucked you so hard the bed scraped against the wall and creeked under you.

You tightened around him causing him to groan as he buried his face in your chest, taking one of your nipples in his mouth. He twitched inside of you, starting to fill you up with his cum despite the way you were already overflowing with it.

Growing louder, you panted as he switched nipples, swirling his tongue around it. His thrust grew sloppier and sloppier as the pressure came back.

Throwing your head back, you gasped as you came, spilling down your legs and on his cock. Moaning at your liquids on him, he slammed into you again, finishing inside you.

“Want us both again? Want Minho in your ass while I fuck your pussy?”He asked sweetly as he pulled out.

“Yes,”You eagerly nodded.

Flipping you over, he positioned you on top of him. You gasped before burying your face in his neck.

Crawling over you, Minho put one hand on your back before grabbing his cock, getting ready. While he was, Aris lowered you into him, making you moan as he filled you up again. Wrapping his arms around you, he held you in a half loving half lustful hug.

Slowly, he pushed into you, making you dig your nails into Aris's shoulder as you whimpered. Stopping, he waited for you to have adjusted to what was already inside of you, your legs spread wider over Aris’s waist. Whispering soft words in your ear, he lightly kissed your neck, waiting until your breathing evened out.

“More,”You said shakily yet surely.

He pushed about another inch inside of you, making you groan.

You were desperate though. A desperate, desperate mess.

“All of it,”You demanded.

“Are you sur-”

“Yes. All of you. Now.”

Trusting your word, he thrust himself completely into your ass, making tears spring to your eyes as you harshly bit Aris’s shoulder. Groaning, he threw his head back, arching himself, pushing more into you and forcing the other boy's dick deeper in your other hole. Biting harder, you groaned as they fucked you, each taking their time to thrust into you.

“That's a good girl. You take it so well. God, you're so good to fuck,”Aris praised in your ear. You moaned louder, your ass pushing out for Minho, making him grunt in pleasure. “So tight and wet. You look so good when you take it. You look so fucking good,”He groaned, frantically pushing his mouth against yours, his tongue sliding inside your mouth. Moaning louder, you tightened around him, something Minho could also tell in your ass. Groaning, he slammed into you harder, holding your shoulders as he railed you. Moaning, you felt a familiar but now numb knot in your core, just making you whimper as they twitched inside of you. Your body rested completely against Aris, lips glued to his.

Feeling himself growing closer, he bit down on your lip, making you whimper. Sill, with one last thrust, you all came, your nails basically claws, leaving deep scratches, as he broke skin before shoving his tongue against yours. Breathing heavily, Minho stayed where he was, waiting for his heart to stop beating out his chest.

Barely able to move, you used what little strength you had to pull away, your cheek on his chest. They both looked at each other in question before he pulled out, standing. You didn't even notice, shaking and sore, senses as good as numb.

Holding you, he carefully flipped you on your back before pulling out, standing beside your other boyfriend.

“More? Need more?”You breathed out.

They both exchanged a glance before looking back at you. Your body was dripping in sweat, your chest rising and falling as you desperately tried to force your eyes open. You could barely lift your head as whimpers traveled past your lips, your body shaking in exhaustion.

“No, sweet girl. No more,”Aris denied, running his hands up and down your arm before grabbing around your wrist, bringing it to his mouth to softly kiss.

“Please?”You insisted.

“You’re going to fall asleep if you get anymore. It's not gonna be any good if you're asleep, right?”Minho reasoned, gently running his hand through your hair.

“I won't fall asleep,”You argued, your eyes growing heavier and heavier.

“You already are,”Aris pointed out as he carefully pulled one of his boxers over your shaky legs, placing soft kisses on every mark he saw.

“Nu uh.”

“Yes huh. You need to rest,”Minho pushed, raising up your limp arms, easily sliding one of his shirts over your shoulders.

“‘M want more,”You mumbled.

“If you still think that tomorrow, you can have more. Not now though. You need a break,”Aris assured you. Already dressed, he simply crawled beside you and lifted your head, barely managing you to get conscious enough to both take and gulp down the water bottle so desperately some of it spilled on the shirt.

Sitting beside you, Minho wiped your mouth before placing a gentle kiss on your lips. You couldn't even kiss back, the exhaustion leaving you too far gone.

“We’ll get you a nice breakfast and shower tomorrow when you wake up. Get you full of energy again,”He promised as you laid your head down. Both of them curled up beside you, Aris’s arms wrapped around your stomach as you curled up to Minho's chest.

“Mhm,”You mumbled, not even comprehending their words at this point. You could barely even comprehend your existence if you were being honest.

All you knew was that it was great to have your lovers back, safe, and inside of you.

[gamblersdoll]

hii! i love your works and we share the same name! 🎀

honestly ur writing so good. i wanted to ask for choso, who reader goes a bit to rough on during sex one day so choso takes control and shows reader who’s actually in control ! btw ur works give me so much inspiration when writing LOL

oh god, we do! 🩶 and im glad i can help give inspiration! you can always ask me for some ideas if you have writers block, thats why i just be spit balling. but thank you sugar.

cw: rough reader at first, whimpering choso, rough choso.

for choso at least, your first week of ovulation was pure filth. you became more needy, sloppy, and a bit rough outside of sex.. for the moment.

youd plead with choso “use me as some kind of cocksleeve!” or going on ‘x’ to find ideas and beg him to dress as pyramid head to fuck you in the basement while chained up. to no avail though, choso would just mumble ‘dont say stuff like that.’

until last night, you had take the control for the first time—which would come to bite you in the ass later. or soon, you never knew with choso.

you rode his cock until there was nothing left for him to give, till his balls were empty and shining with your arousal mixed cream. he could feel it going up his own ass, his throat so breathy and hoarse from the moans.

his cheeks were red, one side with a small handprint while his arms were tied to the headboard.

“baby,” he breathes out, tapping your ass in a attempt to have you look at him. you obliged, looking up at him. “whats gotten into you?”

you shrugged, a cock drunk state and eyes lidded. you got to be rough with choso for the first time.

and it would be your last, considering the fact that not only were you hogtied and blindfolded, but you could also tell that choso was a bit pissed you were able to control him like that.

he lands a harsh slap on your ass, a light mix of pain but pleasure shot through your veins. you moan of course, causing choso to slam a finger into you. thank god he had trimmed his nails that day.. or was that why he did them?

“youre fucking nasty, you know?” he mumbles, spitting onto your slit and his red, mean cockhead smears it around to gather some slick. “had me looking like a mess.. that shouldve been you.”

not like you could speak, anyway.. he duct taped your mouth shut. because even after that night, you were still craving for a good fuck.

his hips ease into your velvet walls, hissing at the sudden sensation and urge to just pound away immediately. he takes a second to put his hair up into a man bun, pressing his hands into your back.

he forces an arch out of you, hearing your back pop from the force and he chuckles. “you might just get what you want..” he groans, his cock twitching inside of you. it kisses your cervix, making your toes curl and strain.

he remembers how his treatment was yesterday, he might as well repay the favor.

he pulls you by your hair and pulls your back to his chest, biting down on your shoulder until youre whining. he grunts a response, thrusting into your walls so agonizingly slow.

“yeah? you feel remorse for what you did to me?” he says in a soft growl, giving a few slight slaps to your face and then a harsher one to a breast. “bet you fucking do— oh, am i hitting that good spot?” he asks, seeing you thrash and writhe so suddenly.

“cum for me, just like how you did with me last night.” he orders, pressing a finger vibe on your clit and you silently scream, clenching around his length until he was white with your cum.

“if youre going to be rough with me, make sure youre not going to be so vulnerable the next few days.” he suggests, throwing you back down.

he rips the blindfold off of your eyes, slamming himself back into you in a mating press. you do cry, only a bit, fat tears dribbling down while he forces the eye contact, the eye contact as he slow but surely fucks himself into your walls.

hes the one to break it, surprisingly. rolling his eyes and head on his shoulders. “f—fuuck im going to fuckin cum!” he growls again, drawing out the ‘fs’. he grabs your hips, thumbs digging into the gap of the bones in your groin and pulls you up and down on him.

you can feel it, how hot his cum runs in his balls and it drives you mad. your throat emits a whimper, your already abused clit throbbing from the bumps of his pubes.

“cmon’.” he starts up, pulling the duct tape off your mouth. “stay here, ill get the bath running.”

[formulaborb]

gewis nsft drabble under the cut!!

George let out a strained moan as he arched his back, his fingers wound tightly into soft sheets. He could barely catch his breath and his body couldn't decide whether to buck into the unforgiving stimulation Lewis was plying him with or to squirm away - though, he didn't have much of a choice with how tightly Lewis was holding onto his hips as he sucked voraciously on his erection.

They'd been at it for what felt like hours now, with Lewis all but throwing George onto their bed the moment they arrived at their hotel suite and stripping them of their clothes. George was more than eager, kissing Lewis everywhere he could and leaving love bites all over his neck and collarbone, marking him as his. He'd then moved down, taking Lewis' cock into his mouth and sucking him off enthusiastically, enjoying the way Lewis' strong hands wound into his hair, pulling just enough to send delicious jolts of pleasure through his spine. When Lewis came, George barely had time to come up for air before being manhandled onto his stomach, his lover blanketing his body over him and nipping at the shell of his ear.

"I'm going to give you a little present for that start of yours." Lewis breathed, and George moaned heatedly, wiggling his hips.

"One orgasm for every driver you passed."

Before George could process what Lewis had said, the older driver was already moving down his body, hitching his hips up to get access to his entrance and licking a stripe along it, making George cry out in pleasure. For his first, Lewis ate George out until he was coming untouched with a wail, spilling over the sheets below.

The second came when Lewis turned George over, kissing him heatedly and finally wrapping a hand around his cock, stroking it to hardness again and making George buck his hips and sob with both overstimulation and pleasure. It was already so much, but he needed more, needed Lewis all over him. Lewis played with his cock in all the ways he knew made George delirious with pleasure, and before George realised, a second orgasm began to creep up on him, building hot in his core.

“Come on, George. So good for me.” Lewis panted and George sobbed, helpless as he came again, jerking in Lewis’ grasp as he kept up the quick pace on his cock as he spilled, rubbing his thumb in tight circles over the head.

Pulling his hand away, George panted heavily, trying to catch his breath as he laid boneless on the sheets. Lewis leaned down to kiss him gently before grinning, and George shivered.

“And one more for me.” He said before moving down to take his cock into his mouth, making George scream.

Lewis was relentless, teasing and playing with his soft cock without pause, and George couldn’t do anything but moan and squirm as best he could in his grasp, his brain overwhelmed with pleasure and overstimulation. He knew if he safeworded, Lewis would stop, but George didn’t want him to - he wanted one more, wanted Lewis to wreck him until the only thing that remained on his mind was the two of them. Impossibly, George began to harden again, and he let out a strained whine as Lewis doubled his efforts, holding his hips down with one hand and keeping his erection steady with the other as he licked along the hyper-sensitive underside and dipped his tongue into his slit, making George practically thrash on the bed.

“Please–! Please– please–” George managed out between desperate pants.

Lewis moaned, deep-throating George and swallowing around his cock, and George felt his orgasm overwhelm him suddenly, forcing a wail from his throat as he came for a third time, his cock pulsing dry against Lewis’ tongue. Lewis worked him through the aftershocks and then some, not stopping until George let out pitiful whines and his hands finally unwound from the sheets to push at his head weakly, his brain fried beyond thought.

Finally, Lewis pulled off his sore cock and George slumped against the sheets, sweaty and heaving. Moving up his body, Lewis began to gently massage his sore muscles, starting at his legs and moving up to his torso and along his arms, taking his hand in his and kissing each of his fingers, making George moan softly. It felt so good, so intimate that it was almost more overwhelming than the sex marathon Lewis had put him through just moments prior, and George felt himself overwhelmed with love.

Kissing George gently on the lips, Lewis slowly brought him down from his high, cuddling him and holding him close until George felt his higher functions slowly return to him and he was able to focus his gaze on Lewis with a smile.

Cuddling up against his lover, George sighed happily, not caring that they were messy and would need to clean up - that could wait.

“Hmm, maybe I should pull stunts like that more often if this is what it gets me.” George said softly and Lewis snorted.

[wthtorke]

Insanity

We do it like this here - tooth-rotting fluff on one day and scathing, filthy nsfw on the other lmfao

1.3K words - NSFW Cannibal Bad Blood Yautja x Afab!Reader - WARNINGS: Kidnapping, violence, very graphic p in v nsfw, implied murder, fear of heights, panicked sex, etc.

💫This one is filthy, you've been warned💫

If you don't know who Cannibal is, it's this guy! A crazed bad blood who is also (like the name says) a damn Cannibal - enjoy!

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You had heard of accidents around town all day, a crash here, burning tires there- the police made barricades and told everyone to stay inside.

Your town was in the mountains, the houses were decently far off and at the moment, that made you nervous. If there was a freak on the loose, you had to be careful. 

Following the police's instructions, you locked all doors and windows while your coffee was brewed in the kitchen. You would not be sleeping tonight.

You texted your friends, hoping someone would have an answer when you heard crashing outside. Gasping and walking over the window, the heavy thumps barely reach your ears before a huge blur breaks through the glass. 

Thrown to the floor along with the debris from your wrecked wall, you scream as you're picked up again, being held up by your shirt. Your eyes focus on the scariest thing you have ever seen in your life. 

It flares its teeth and roars in your face as you scream back in sheer panic, thrashing hard and gripping its hand. 

Its claws grip and tear your pant legs into shorts, ripping pieces of fabric as it hissed and snarled, getting closer to your crotch. When it holds your belt line, there's shooting outside. Bullets break through the remnants of the glass and wood before the thing is running off-

With you. 

In the frantic running and moving, you hear bullets whizzing past you, screaming and crying as your heart hammers against your chest. Half naked and kidnapped by a monster was not how you thought this day would end.

It's not long until the creature manages to dodge the police, running deeper and deeper into the woods with you. It was big, bigger than any man you met. It smelled of death, blood, and gore. The way it gripped your thigh and tore your pants told you very clearly of its intentions with you. And fuck if it didn't make you scared, squeezing your legs together as it carried you away from any help you could get. 

It flings you over its shoulder as it jumps up a thick tree, the bones of its armor poke and scratch your hips as one of its huge hands grip your ass tightly. It sends a shameful twist up and down your spine before ending on your cunt.

It hisses harder like it knows what you're feeling. You squeeze your legs together again and that earns you a hard slap on your behind, making you yell out as it jumps to another thicker oak tree, throwing you on one of its branches. 

You hug the branch for your dear life, shaking and trembling as you look below. Several feet in the air, at the top of your town's mountain. You hear metal buckling before you're dragged back again. Your nails dig into the tree bark before one of its hands grips the back of your neck, pressing your face against the wood as it positions itself behind you. The rest of your pants get ripped off with a single pull.

Your heart hammers and your adrenaline is high-  you're scared and you're also horny. How? You didn't know. But as soon as your hips are pulled back against what could only be the monster's cock, you feel a delicious shudder go through you. It snarls and pushes in at once, not giving you any time before it starts harshly pounding you into the wood. 

Your moans are loud and desperate as its thirsts are quick and deep. Its hips snap against yours at such speed that the back of your thighs hurt from the slapping. Behind you, the monster snarls and roars, pressing against you so hard your spine bent painfully as its cock stroked the deepest parts of you. 

Your grip on the branch does not falter one second, knowing if you let go, you could fall from the sheer force of his thrusts. You yell out multiple times, muffled by the monster's own groaning before it changes tactics. 

The hand on your neck switches to your throat, circling around you before gripping tightly and hauling you up, tearing your arms from around the branch. You yell in fear of falling as it crouches, leaning against the tree trunk and continuing to fuck into you as your hands try to grab anything to secure yourself. 

Your eyes roll back into your skull as the impact of his thrusts gets quicker, and stronger before he slams you down on himself, roaring loud enough to make your ears ring and deafen briefly before he explodes inside of you. Hot, long surges of liquid gush inside your walls as you twitch and squirm in its grasp, struggling to breathe as you feel yourself spasming in your own orgasm. 

Your vision blurs before you are moved again, barely aware of the change of view. The top of the trees are now the bottom of them. The sky is now the forest floor as you're dragged away once more. 

You think you can hear yelling in the distance before the thumping steps of the monster gripping you turn faster. You pass out for God knows how long before you're violently shaken awake again.

This time, you're at a small makeshift camp, it seems. There's a fire, even though it doesn't look like a normal one. There's also blood. A lot of blood. The look in its eyes is crazed even when it's resting. 

'It -is- crazy,' you think. 

You're still naked from your waist down, still sticky with his…

He snarls and gets your attention again. His crotch armor is also gone. You finally have a look at the cock that made you pass out from pleasure who knows how long ago. It's ridged, long, and thick. 

And hard. Again. 

He gets up and your belly coils with anticipation once more. You had no idea this side of you existed before. 

This time, he's having you belly up, he decides. You spread your legs and he pulls your thighs to him, leaning forward on his knees as he had before. The sliding-in is easier this time. Your sensitive insides curl around him just as tightly as before as he hisses and begins thrusting again. Quick and deep, like he liked to do. 

Quick and deep, like he drove you mad on his cock. Mad like him. Insane with pleasure. 

You moan, getting pounded into the grassy patch as he grunts and snarls on top of you. You wrap your legs around his hips, and he rewards you by gripping your throat again, squeezing just enough for you to stay alert. 

You gasp and sob as the impact shakes you to your core. Being so big, his face isn't close to yours. You face his chest, finally noticing the most curious aspect about him- The rings dangling from his pecs.

You blush harder and will your hands to rest his abs. When he doesn't react, still thrusting deep in your cunt, you pull them up to his chest, squeezing the pecs in your hands, feeling the cold metal of the rings press against your palms. 

He shudders and hisses, snapping his head down to look at you. His pupils just about disappear in his eyes as the grip on your throat tightens. 

You cough and sputter, closing your hands tighter in fear as he chuckles darkly and loosens his grip a tiny bit. He comes abruptly, slamming in again as you scream underneath him. You squirm hard, trembling legs tightening around his hips as he picks up his pace again, not giving you a break at all. 

The wet slapping sounds make you blush hard again, closing your eyes tightly and submitting to the most pleasurable torture of your life. 

---------- If you made it here, you're still alive, good! Remember to breathe lmao

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[meandering-vitiator]

Abducted/Adopted, pt. 1

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The last thing you remember is going to a house party with some friends. A large man bumped into you at some point, and after that your drink tasted a bit odd - next thing you know, you're waking up in a strange bed with your hands and feet zip-tied and your mouth gagged.

I'm reading at a desk in the corner of the room when I hear you start to scream into your gag and thrash around. I toss my book down, jump on top of you, and hold a massive hunting knife up to your face.

"Shhhhhhhhh baby, it's ok, just relax," I soothe, stroking your jaw with the back of my free hand, marveling at how my fist is nearly the size of your head. You begin to tear up immediately, causing my cock to swell.

"We're out at my cabin, no one's around, and I've already used your phone to text your friends and make sure that they won't look for you, so we have all the time in the world"

You start to panic and squeal again, but a punch to the stomach leaves you choking and winded.

"I'm sorry sweetheart, but you were just so adorable in your slutty little outfit that I needed to get my hands on you, so you've got to behave now, ok? Don't worry though, I'll take such good care of you"

You're sobbing at this point, and I can't take it any longer, so I reach up and undo your gag. You start to beg, but I hold up my knife to your throat.

"Shhhhh, there'll be time for that later, but just be a good girl for now, understand?" You slowly nod, so I kiss your forehead, then lift you up and put you down on the floor beside the bed. I sit up on the edge and position you on your knees between my legs, then pull my jeans down.

My cock swings free, and you can see the tip already glistening, leaking pre-cum as it throbs. I grind it against your cheek, relishing the sensation of your soft, tear-slicked skin.

"Such a pretty little thing," I whisper with a big smile, before pressing my knife back against your throat. I slowly push my dick between your lips, groaning with pleasure as you struggle to take my girth.

"Suck it. Make me cum in under five minutes, or I'll break all your ribs" . Your eyes widen, then you quickly get to work trying to please me. I moan again at how blissful your mouth feels, and I know I won't last long. Since I got my hands on you after the drugs kicked in, my cock has been aching constantly from thinking about what I'll do to you. Seeing your angelic face with teary eyes and ruined makeup - while you gag and desperately try to shove my dick down your throat - sends me over the edge in minutes.

I growl, throw my knife aside, and slam your head down on my cock as it starts spraying hot, thick cum down your throat while you gag and flail against me. I finish cumming, but I'm still painfully hard, so I release my grip on your skull - you come up gasping for air, but I immediately grab your waist, pick you up like a doll, and throw you on the bed.

You can't help but scream as I grab my knife again, but I stopped caring at this point, I just needed to see that heavenly body of yours. I cut the ties on you before sliding the knife between your cleavage, scraping your chest, and slice the neckline of your dress apart, then use my hands to rip it open all the way down to your cunt.

You beg me not to fuck you, saying that you'll suck my cock as much as I want, you'll swallow every drop of my cum, but your pleas just make my dick throb more as I gorge myself on the sight of your flesh. I flip you over so that you're face down against the mattress, pin your wrists against your back, tear your panties off, then reach up to rub your pussy and get it ready for me, but I'm shocked at what I feel.

"You're dripping wet already!" I laugh loudly as you cry into the pillow, shame setting your skin alight. "What kind of girl gets wet from sucking her rapist's cock? Just like I thought when I saw you, you're a nasty little bitch, huh? I don't know why you're fighting this when you clearly adore being raped so much."

I'm still chuckling as I line up my cock, but that stops when I start to push inside you, because I can't help but groan at how incredible your cunt feels. You scream and try to wriggle away as my cock stretches you out, pushing deeper and deeper inside of you, but my grip is iron.

I start slow, trying to savour the feel of your tight, soaking wet pussy, but it's so euphoric that I can't hold back, and before long I'm pounding into you. I let myself fall onto your body and slide one arm underneath your chest to grope your tits while the other snakes around your neck to put you in a headlock. Your hands are free now, and you try to loosen the grip I have around your neck, but you're helpless against my strength. I'm over twice your size, and I crush you into the bed as I slam my cock inside you. You're sobbing and wailing, but you can't help but moan at the same time, which just turns me on even more.

"Fuuuuuck yeah, moan for me baby. You love being raped, don't you? Have you been dreaming about this? Being used like a fleshlight and cumming on your rapist's cock?"

Your pussy squeezes even tighter as I taunt you, and I groan at the sensation as I thrust into you, rapidly feeling my orgasm approaching again over the next several minutes.

"Fuck… your cunt… feels so… fucking… good," I grunt between thrusts, "Cum… for me… you… little… WHORE!" I grunt as I pinch your nipple and pound into you as hard as I can. You scream and clench as you cum all over my cock. I can't handle the sensation anymore, so I tighten my choke on your neck and growl as I start filling you up.

The last thing you feel as you start to lose consciousness is my cock throbbing and pulsing as it pumps you full of cum, then your vision turns black.

[spin-birdie]

kinktober day 17: bloodplay

prompt list

word count: ~660

pairing: astarion/tav/abdirak

rating: explicit

additional tags: gender-neutral tav, bdsm

Tav's back is blooming into a bouquet of bruises, peppered with thick, wet streaks where the scourge has broken their skin. The scent of their blood drives Astarion wild with hunger in more ways than one. It reinvigorates him, compelling him to pound into them faster, deeper, drinking in their muffled squeals of pleasure.

Abdirak brings the scourge down again. The sound of the impact is as rich and full-bodied as the blood that wells up in the trenches it leaves, even if it's drowned out by Tav's scream. Abdirak's groan is heated, and he withdraws himself from their mouth.

"Careful, dear one," he pants. "If you keep crying out like that, I'm afraid I'm not going to last…"

His grip in their hair tightens, but coming from a priest of Loviatar, it's impossible to say whether the gesture is a threat or a sign of affection. Astarion wishes he could see Tav's face right now; he hears them whimper needily, and he can see the strap of the ring-gag holding their mouth open, but he can only imagine their tears, their exquisitely tormented expression as they're overcome with pleasure and pain.

When Abdirak feeds his cock back into Tav's mouth, they make another mewling noise before they're stifled once more. The priest moves slowly, easing himself back into it. Astarion seizes the opportunity to pick up his own pace.

He fucks into Tav hard and fast, gripping their hip with one hand, and with the other, he digs his nails into their back. They thrash and wail around the cock in their mouth. Astarion pries one of their wounds open, allowing blood to fill into the divot left on their flesh, and their strangled sobbing is music to his ears.

"What a magnificent picture you're painting…" Abdirak groans, staring raptly as Astarion digs into Tav. "If only you could see the masterpiece we've made of you."

His eyes flick up from Tav's back to Astarion's face. "Does their blood not tempt you, vampire? I'm surprised you haven't sampled them yet."

Astarion closes his eyes and hisses at the thought, hips stuttering. "I've been waiting for you to stop using the scourge before I try to bend down for a taste," he chuckles lowly.

"Well, here's your chance." Abdirak reaches down to caress Tav's back, smearing their blood around as they whimper from the sting of contact. He ignores them, lifting his fingers to Astarion's lips. "Taste them. Sample their sweetest agony, dear one."

Astarion goes along with the offer, opening his mouth and allowing Abdirak's fingers to slide over his tongue. It's not as saporous as drinking straight from the source, mingled as it is with the taste of his skin, but it makes him hunger all the same, eager for more. He moans around Abdirak's fingers, and he feels Tav clench around them.

"Gods," Astarion grunts, "they liked that, the way they tightened down on me just now…"

Tav whines around Abdirak's cock, visibly trembling with arousal. Abdirak lets out a low, wicked laugh, thrusting into them hard enough to pull a deep, noisy gag from their throat.

"A natural glutton for pain, aren't they?"

"You should see them when I drink straight from their neck," Astarion grins. "They make such pretty sounds for me. I can play them like a fiddle."

Abdirak raises his eyebrows, matching the eager grin on Astarion's face. "Oh? Don't be shy, then. Bite them - bite them as much as you want. As hard as you want. Their pain will sate my Lady as much as their blood will sate you."

The scent of their blood is enough to spur Astarion forward. He dives down and plunges his teeth into their shoulder, as deep as they'll go, and Tav screams. They thrash instinctively, as if to throw Astarion off, but nothing could wrest him away from this feast. The priest was right; their blood, laced with lust and agony, is sweeter than the finest wine.

[itstheoneshot]

Kinktober Day 10

Handcuffs - Chen

!dom Chen

“Come on,” You whine, kicking your feet and thrashing a bit, “Please, let me go!”

Jongdae only laughs in response, watching you handcuffed to the bed of his own doing. He loves you like this, powerless and restrained. It means that he can do whatever he wants to you, which always ends in countless orgasms to the point of overstimulation, until you can’t take it anymore and he fucks you until he finishes too, and today is no different.

“Oh, jagi,” He smiles at you, taking your ankles in his hands to hold you still, “Do you want me to tie your legs down too?”

You shake your head repeatedly, throwing yourself around a little, pulling on your wrists in a pathetic attempt to free yourself, “No, please no, this is enough!”

Jongdae chuckles again as he begins to kiss your legs, starting down at your ankles he slowly makes his way upwards, biting and licking your skin, paying close attention to the sensitive spots on the inside of your thighs. You try your hardest to stay still, balling your fists so tight that your nails leave indents in your palms. You aren’t quiet, but Jongdae prefers you loud anyway, needing reassurance that you are enjoying yourself, and you always are with him.

When his tongue connects with your clit, you lose the ability to remain calm, hips bucking in reflex as he doesn’t slow down. You are certain that your wrists are going to bruise with the way that you tug on them, the cool metal of the cuffs stings, but the pleasure Jongdae is giving you overrides that. He gets you to orgasm so quickly, holding your legs apart to stop you from trying to get away, not slowing down even when you begin to cry, barely coming down from your first high when the second breaks through. 

It isn’t until the fourth that you realise what he is doing, taking advantage of the fact that you can’t escape, making you feel more incredible than you ever had is his mission. You kick your feet in protest, wanting it to stop, already at your limit, but he gives you no reprieve, nibbling gently on your swollen clit, causing you to scream.

“Dae!” You cry as he pushes your thighs back down, “Please, come on, no more!”

Jongdae stops to breathe, gazing up at you from between your thighs, lips slicked with your arousal, watching intently as your chest heaves, breathing staggered while you try to bring yourself back down to earth. You tug again at your wrists, the cuffs clanging against the metal bedhead, and you whine softly, exhausted and wanting freedom. You are sure that you look a mess, fucked out and you haven’t even had him inside you yet, but you know that is coming.

“Jagiya,” He soothes you, kissing along your hips, and beginning to move up your body, “You’re doing so well… you’re just so fun to play with when you’re helpless like this.”

You whimper as he mouths at your breast, tongue swiping over your nipple, his hand massaging the other before he swaps his attention over. You wrap your legs around his, despite how exhausted you are, you want more, you need your fill and you know that he will be wanting his too. You grind up into him, so desperate to have him closer, sighing as he kisses further up your chest, and your neck, and he finally reaches your lips. Despite kissing and licking all over your body, you can still taste yourself on him, and it makes you moan into his mouth, just as his tongue dives in to twist with yours, letting you taste yourself further.

You can feel his cock hard against you, and in an attempt to get him to give in, you wrap your legs tighter, flexing your hips, hoping to get the right angle where you can get him to enter you, but he figures out your plan. Instead of denying you, he obliges your desires, wrapping his hand around his cock to guide it to your entrance, wasting no time to breach it, filling you easily with how fucking wet you are, moaning loudly in sync with your own as you take him to the hilt.

He starts hard and fast, almost knocking you out from the overwhelming pleasure, distracting you so much that you don’t even notice at first when he reaches up to unlock the handcuffs around your wrist, too busy with your eyes rolled back, fingers intertwined to try and keep yourself steady. It isn’t until you attempt to free yourself that you feel the handcuffs fall, and realise that you are able to move, and your hands race to his back, nails dragging upwards and leaving red marks in their wake. 

You pray that he won’t last too long as another orgasm racks through your body, and you roll your wrists to try and relieve some of the pain, letting your arms fall to your sides and giving in completely to Jongdae. You hope that the way that you clench to him will get him there sooner than usual, because you know he has the capability to hold himself back. You really can’t take much more, pleasure has you destroyed, feeling nothing but amazing, but so close to complete and total exhaustion, begging for him to fill you, needing it to end.

Jongdae does exactly that, pulling out of you just in time to release all over your lower stomach, groaning loudly as he strokes himself dry, holding himself up as you watch from underneath him. You can barely breathe, let alone move, relieved as he rolls onto his back beside you, ready to sleep for the next year if you could, but knowing in reality that you will more than likely be doing the exact same thing tomorrow.

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kinktober masterlist

[kelin-is-writing]

Okay, fist of all...

LEMME GET BACK TO BREATH BECAUSE I'M ABOUT TO SUFFOCATE VERY BAD RIGHT HERE.

Now that I’ve slightly calmed down, let me tell you that I’m holding back my screams and screeches so bad, because peoples might get actually scared at my fangirling ass really.

“Do I have a choice?” you sigh.

“Not really.” He winks.

"Are you two lovebirds done flirting over there? " Tenko asks, " Because we're ready to film.”

“We weren't flir—” you protest, but Dabi bridges the distance between you.

OH MY GOD GIIIIIRL SHUT. UP. BECAUSE WE TOTALLY WERE FLIRTING HELLO??????

You feel your heart sink into your stomach as his thumb caresses your skin. When he closes the already minimal distance between you, your eyes flutter close in reflex. His lips are sensually warm and addicting against your cheek, and your heart starts thrashing wildly inside your chest in response. Something changes between you, an intimacy blooming as the voices of the people mute.

BYE I KICKED MY FEETS ON THE COUCH SO HARD THEY HURT THIS IS SO— LIZ I’M GONNA NEED YOU TO CALM DOWN BECAUSE WHEN I START CRYING OVER YOUR FICS YOU’LL HAVE TO START TAKING RESPONSIBILITIES FOR IT.

Crazy how a simple kiss just had me breakdown and then throw a tantrum right after it like... You go multitasking queen Kelin (I guess...) 🥲

“You look worried,” Dabi says, stroking it with one hand. His raised eyebrows and amused grin tell you he's used to this type of reaction. 

And horny, worried and horny, never forget the horny, because it’s impossible to not be horny whenever this man is concerned like— WHY IS HE LIKE THIS??? I WAS FREAKING DROOLING WHILE READING THIS PART BECAUSE YOU JUST CAN’T STAND IN FRONT OF ME STROKING YOURSELF AND NOT PUT THAT MASTODONTIC PIECE OF ART INSIDE MY MOUTH. THAT’S ILLEGAL MIND YOU?????

You nod, like in a haze, every caress of his lips causes your skin to tingle, to burn with passion. He shifts, and you feel him faintly brush your lips, and a zap of electricity courses through your veins. Then, your lips are united in his first tentative kiss. They are so soft, and the way he kisses you is so delicate, almost tender— deliberately slow.

NEED A RESTRAINT ORDER TO BE PUT ON ME BECAUSE IF NOT I THINK I MIGHT START RUN AROUND THE STREETS SCREAMING LIKE A POSSESSED CHICK BECAUSE WHAT THE FUCK—

Why is he acting like he’s just meet the love of his life? On AV movie set? Like— behave Dabi, please, I’m a simple girl mind you? If you treat me like your most precious a beloved jewel, I already think of marriage and our kids name...

That bitch I swear...

He's not gentle anymore; he's rough and demanding now. He is taking you, enjoying the shaky gasps that leave your lips. Dabi’s hands trail down your side to find your ass cheeks. He lifts you by the thighs onto his waist skillfully, never breaking the kiss. Carrying you easily toward the bed he releases his hold and you topple onto it, panting heavily.

HE DID THEE MOVE. EVERYONE!!!!!! HE DID THEE MOVE. HE JUST. DID. THEE. GODDAMN. MOVE. EVERYBODY. LET’S CALM DOWN FOR A MOMENT I’M—

(Narrator: And they did, in fact, not stay calm.)

“Fuck, you’re so fucking tight,” he hisses, eyebrows furrowing before he hits resistance and then pushes forward.

Or maybe, you’re the one who’s too big?????

We don’t hate it though, keep going by all means.

“Shit, just squeezed me so fucking tight,” he moans in response. "I’m warning you, don't make me lose my composure. You don’t want to see me act up.”

Oh my God Dabi, stop it because you ARE IN FACT tempting me to make you act up only to get my damn spine broken by your mastodontic dick. I’m not even joking, that’s literally a life goal actually.

"I’m gonna fuck you so hard you’ll never think of anyone but me in your fantasies," Dabi growls while your elbows shake under the pressure of his forceful thrusts.

Fun Fact: You the only man I ever think about on a daily basis anyways BUT YES, go ballistic and fuck me as hard as you can because I love the idea of you splitting me in half with your ginormous dick everyday and all day like... I’m just a hole created for you to pound your dick in it until my insides are Dabi shaped.

“I’m gonna cum with you,” he tells you. “I’m gonna fill up your tight hole, gonna breed you so good—fuck!”

BITCHSDJKAJCOWJFOWNCKWJDOWFNMAMNCLWUFOWDHKWUDKWJFKWJCOWJFOWEUQOFUZNDKWOFIOWJ

GO OFF KING????? BREED ME AS MUCH AS YOU WANT BECAUSE THAT’S EVERYTHING A GIRLS HAS EVER NEEDED IN HER LIFE ANYWAYS LIKE—

Liz, you did amazing. You’re an amazing and outstanding writer honestly, one of the best on here. This was just so good and made me feel nervous when I needed to and screaming, screeching, crying and shaking when I needed to. It was so good I can’t stress it enough 😭🫂💜

Pornstar!Dabi (Touya Todoroki) x female reader

⇢ word count: roughly 7K

⇢ plot: as a broke student, you sign up for an assistant job at a movie set. It turns out the job is more than you bargained for.

⇢ warnings: 18+, minors DNI, swearing, size kink, pierced big-cock Touya, fingering, cunnilingus (f receiving), multiple orgasms, loss of virginity, overstimulation, exhibitionism (sex in front of other people (movie set)), creampie, sweet aftercare

⇢ personal note: thank you @/blankexpressions-and-falsefires for bring my beta again! As for what you're all about to read – I have no regrets. Virgin kink goes brrr

"College has always been so crucial, such an essential part of what measures a person’s worth and determines their future."

They say college life is quite challenging. That it can help you come to realize your potential, that you learn more about yourself while in it. That the challenges you experience in university help you grow into a mature person in society.

You have several challenges to face. There's the problem that you focus entirely too much on your studies. In some ways, it’s to secure your future and to compensate for your lack of private life. In other ways, it makes you, because of inexperience, too naive for your own good. Or, as your friends have called it: too innocent. You've never had anyone touch you, never been with anyone in that way. Thus, you never get the hint when someone hits on you or finds you attractive. You have excellent grades – but unlike many of your peers, you’re still a virgin. 

Another challenge you are facing is that you aren't wealthy. One semester into your studies, you are closer to the end than you expected. Leaving your landlord's buro, you take a few steps before coming to a halt and close your eyes as if to gain some semblance of composure. You're broke and desperately need money to cover your rent and living expenses. The bank isn't going to give you another loan, and you find yourself on the verge of having to leave college without a family to support your education.

They say you have to fail first to be successful in the future. But you are beyond failing – you are simply screwed. 

You are very aware of your financial predicament. And you loathe having to live day to day on just pennies. To put it short—you are sick of being a broke-ass, loser virgin.

You sigh. 

Giving up is not a choice. So you do the next best thing: grab life by the horns and start looking for a job. Searching under your bed, clothing pockets, and between couch cushions, you scrounge up enough money to get a local newspaper. In its classified ads, only a few offers deem themselves feasible with your busy school schedule: a late-night shift at a local diner, pizza delivery, or a job doing telemarketing. None of those sound too appealing, but there might not be a choice. Then, your gaze stops at an offer that sounds too good. A movie company is looking for a production assistant on a film set; you don't need prior experience, work hours are during the weekends, and pay is double what the other jobs offer.

You don’t think before hastily grabbing your phone, punching in the number, and waiting while the dial tone rings.

After a distinct click over the other line, a man hisses, "Shimura?"

"Uhm, hi. I- I am calling about the assistant job offer. I was wondering—"

"You're hired. Tomorrow at 5 pm," the man at the other end interrupts in an annoyed tone.

He rattles off the address as you fumble around for a pen, hastily writing it down when you find it.

Before you can reply, he finishes with Don't be late and hangs up unceremoniously.

You exhale, realizing you’ve been holding your breath since he started speaking.

What the hell just happened? 

***

The path to the location is littered with brown leaves, and you struggle to keep from slipping as you walk toward the building. The address given to you is an old warehouse on the edge of town. Its monotonous, featureless walls covered in graffiti make it feel abandoned. There are no visible signs that anything is happening inside at all.

As you walk across the parking lot, you start to see small indications of life: fancy cars—far too fancy for this area- and sensual music permeating through the corrugated steel walls. 

You weren’t sure how to dress for a job you knew nothing about, so you opted for blue jeans, a white blouse, and pointy shoes with heels. Your hair is tied into a neat ponytail, and simple smokey eyes complete the look. 

You aim for a large steel door that the cars are all parked close to. As you lift your head, you take in the old brick building you are standing in front of, lined with large casement metal windows. 

There is a single doorbell, no name on it, and you hesitate before inhaling and pressing it with the tip of your finger.

You hear a clicking sound, and then the heavy door swings inwards. 

Alright, here goes nothing.

***

The set is surprisingly professional—like a luxurious bedroom sliced in half. A row of chairs faces the set on a concrete floor behind multiple cameras and some sound equipment, with the crew standing around talking.

The producer, Tenko, as he introduces himself to you–with tufts of pale hair and seemingly chronic dry lips in dire need of some chapstick – explains that your job will consist of helping around the set, distributing beverages, and handing out the script. Simple work you could do. After introducing you to the crew, he hands you a stack of papers, instructing you to pass them out.

Then you see her—the actress. She is gorgeous, dressed in an ivory-colored silk robe. Her hair is the color of the sun. Her skin is flawless and tanned, and her body is perfect- although almost definitely sculpted by a professional surgeon.

"Where the fuck is he?" You hear Tenko grumble, pulling a phone from his pocket, thumb tapping against the screen.

A flurry of activity breaks your concentration. A door flies open, and a man strides through—the leading actor, you gather, from how everyone else suddenly perks up.

"Fucking finally," the pale-haired director groans, tucking his cell back into the pocket of his jacket.

The man's hair is coal-colored, falling in messy strands into his face. His eyes remind you of the bright ocean, almost glowing in the dim light of the set. His sharp lips pull into a wide grin, his canines peeking out. He is casually dressed, wearing a pair of dark, ripped jeans and a white t-shirt, allowing you to notice just how well-toned his arms are. He is handsome, with delicate yet masculine features and sharp angles set in his face. His eyes are heavy-lidded, and his thin lips form a troublesome grin when his eyes meet yours. 

Shit. 

He holds your gaze before dragging his sinfully blue eyes over your figure and looking away again. Your heart skips a beat because even in the low light, you can see that the actor is incredibly hot. Totally your type. You can't help but stare at him, watching how he moves, the way his muscles ripple under the thin fabric of his shirt, the way his thighs bulge in his tight pants. 

Speaking of bulge. 

It's the biggest one you've ever seen, and the sight of it sends a pang straight to your core. Your cheeks heat up automatically. 

Stop it!

You curse inwardly a few times for thinking lewd thoughts on a professional movie set.

But—you can't help it. He just looks too handsome. It stirs something inside of you you've never felt before. You sigh, knowing that this man has already made his way into your dreams, but in the end, they’ll stay just that— dreams. 

Someone like him would never want to lay a hand on you.

As he approaches the stage, the man stops dead in his tracks, staring at the actress with a bored expression. 

“Not her again.” You hear him groan.

The actress snaps her head around, a stunned expression on her face. “Pardon me?”

"The script calls for an innocent girl." The actor deadpans. "No one's gonna believe that with you in the female role."

The actress jumps to her feet. “How dare you talk about me like that!”

Tenko hisses, “Didn't you read the script? You would have known you film with her today, Touya—"

“I told you not to use my real name on set,” he says with a blase, somewhat impatient gaze.

“And I told you not to let out your frustration on the set, Dabi.” The director retorts.

“Frustration caused by your actions.” Dabi deadpans.

You hold your breath as your eyes dart from the director to Dabi and back to the actress. The rest of the crew acts like this is an everyday commotion on the set. 

“This is not a request— I'm not doing the scene with her, " Dabi says, crossing his arms in front of his chest.

The actress jumps from her chair, visibly outraged, as her cheeks flare red with anger. “You're such a dick!”

“Yeah, you're right. But I’m the best dick in the industry.” He turns around, a sardonic finality in his tone.

You stare at the scene before you, the forgotten papers clutched tightly to your chest. The blonde woman stares at the dark-haired man, infuriated. 

“So, it's either me—or her.” Dabi addresses Tenko, who isn't even trying to de-escalate the situation. “That's my final say.”

“I can't believe you're doing this to me!" The woman wails exaggeratedly.

"Sweetheart, we need someone who conveys innocence. Not some chick as fake-looking as you," Dabi purrs with false care. “Go carry your plastic off the stage already.”

Tenko scratches his neck in annoyance. He watches as the actress slings an array of profanities at Dabi before storming off with quick strides toward the door, slamming it shut behind her.

The dark-haired man stands at ease, reaching into his pants pocket to retrieve a cigarette, lighting it, and taking a deep drag. “Thank god she's gone. What were you thinking, Tenko?”

“Dabi, she's the most requested—” 

“I don't give a fuck.” he runs a free hand through his dark bangs. “She sucks.”

You listen to them bicker, getting more confused by the second. 

“So—what do you expect me to do now?” Tenko's scratching increases as he starts pacing up and down the set. “Production costs will double if we cut and pick things up on a different day. Not to mention the cost of finding a new replacement.”

He jumps off his chair, pacing around the set. Then he grumbles, “We’ll take a ten-minute break. I need to come up with a solution or else—”

“We need someone Pretty, no makeup, normal clothes.” Dabi suggests, "That won't be too expensive. Someone who looks undefiled, innocent.” Dabi's gaze wanders across the room. “Like a student or something.”

Then he sees you, and a smirk tugs at his lips. His stunning sapphire eyes look you up and down. You swallow hard, your shaking hands almost crumpling the papers in their tight grip.

"Like her." Teal eyes narrow as they focus on you. 

You blink back at him dumbly, the room around you completely silent.

"Me?" You answer, his words catching you off guard.

"Yep. You." Dabi's smirk returns, a playfulness in his eyes. 

The director stares at you with the same baffled expression written on your face. "Her?"

"Yep. Her." His grin widens.

"B-But, I can't!" You counter. " I'm a simple student, not an actress—"

"That's exactly what we need." The twinkle in his eyes is still there, "And you have a pussy, don't you?"

"Yes, I—” You catch yourself, your cheeks flaring hot. “W- What does that even have to do with this movie?"

Suddenly, the room goes alive with murmurs and whispers.

Dabi quirks a brow. "You're telling me you don't know?"

"Don't know what?" You helplessly look around.

The dark-haired man turns to his director, "You didn't tell her?!"

Tenko mumbles something about how you would have found out eventually. 

Dabi steps toward you and crosses his arms in front of his chest. "Doll, this is an adult film set."

"A what?" You dumbly blink at him.

"An adult film set. You know, where people fuck." He leans forward, deep azures sparkling salaciously. "You know how fucking works, don't you?"

"Yes, I mean—in theory?" A heat washes over your face and flushes down your entire body.

"Yes or no. What is it?" Dabi asks teasingly, raising an eyebrow.

The heat in your face has reached the tip of your ears as you stammer. "It's none of your business."

He steps even closer. "C’mon, sweetheart, tell us."

He smirks, eyes narrowing as he leans closer. He looks at your lips, then back at your eyes. You can smell him with how close he is leaning in. His deep, masculine scent surrounds you, sending a jolt of heat straight through your core. Even though your mind wants to scream at him, to tell him off, you hear a timid voice whisper, "I’ve used my fingers? Maybe some toys?"

It is your voice.

"You're telling me you've never done it with another person?" This time, it is Dabi’s turn to sound baffled as he leans back, taking you in. "That you're a virgin."

"I-I…" You stammer, swallowing dryly.

Looking over his shoulders, he calls over to his director, "It'll break records if we film this. You're aware of that, right?"

"I am." Tenko snaps, scratching at his neck irritably, "You don't need to tell me."

"Ok, then it's a deal.” He nods towards you. “I want her—or I'm leaving."

"You little piece of—" Tenko growls. "That's extortion."

"You won't regret it," Dabi says, shrugging nonchalantly.

"Shouldn’t I have a say on this too?" You ask, but both men ignore your words.

"Ok, it's a deal," Tenko murmurs. "How much do we pay her?"

Dabi turns his gaze back to you. "You need money, right? Or else you wouldn't be here.”

"That’s none of your business."

"C'mon, sweetheart, This is your chance."

“Yes, I mean… " a sound of annoyance bubbles up your throat. "I can't afford my rent anymore, and my landlord will kick me out if I don't pay up soon."

“I sense an opportunity here," Dabi smirks. "Tenko, how much will you pay her if she agrees to do this with me?"

"How much do you want?" Tenko asks you.

“I-I don't know. I've never thought about it." You shyly add.

"Pay her rent plus an allowance," Dabi suggests. "Tenko, you know she's worth it."

"That’s too m—" You swallow hard.

Tenko mumbles disgruntledly: "OK, I'll do it.” 

“You what?" His words leave you stunned.

Dabi interrupts quickly. "What he's saying, sweetheart, is that he'll pay for your rent - if you let me fuck you.”

His lewd words and the deep blue pools of his stunning eyes send a flutter through your stomach. 

“In front of all these people?!" 

“That's what porn is all about, doll.” Dabi chuckles, studying your reaction.

You swallow hard.

"So? What's it gonna be?" He cocks his head, waiting. 

You have always prioritized safety, so common sense tells you to stick to your usual way of life. However, look where common sense has led you: You're almost broke and may need to drop out of college. 

This could be a bad decision. But, it's time to throw safety to the sea.

"OK, I'll do it," you proclaim, and a round of applause and cheers erupt on the set while Dabi nods appreciatively.

“Congratulations, you're hired. Now, get ready before I change my mind.” Tenko waves a hand. “We still have a movie to film here.”

Your heart starts to race, a crushing weight bearing down on your chest. But you know that you have no choice. It's either a free porn loan—or being a forced college dropout. Taking a deep breath, you ball your hands into fists, trying to ignore the signs of panic your body is giving you.

"Okay, everyone, resume positions. And hand her the script.” Tenko moves to his chair, sitting down in it. “Let's do the first take." 

"Hold on," Dabi says. "Why not do it a bit differently this time? No script, no acting— just raw footage. The whole thing.”

“You mean a one-shot film?” Tenko looks surprised. “I suppose that would work. Especially with a new actress.”

“Are you okay with that, doll?” Dabi smiles at you, and there's a warmth in his voice that wasn't there before.

“Do I have a choice?” you sigh.

“Not really.” He winks.

"Are you two lovebirds done flirting over there? " Tenko asks, " Because we're ready to film.”

“We weren't flir—” you protest, but Dabi bridges the distance between you.

"So, sweetheart?" He leans in, his face hovering close, sharing a breath with you. "How are you feeling about being fucked on camera?"

“Nervous.” you bite your lips, your face starting to burn.

"Doll, don't be; just focus on me," he soothes, stroking your cheek. “Forget about everyone else; I'll take care of you.”

He takes your hand and pulls you towards the bedroom set.

“Quiet!” Tenko raises a hand, and complete silence falls over the set as the crew prepares to film you both. 

Tenko calls out a set of commands, which different crew members around the room answer.

“Sound?”

“Set.”

“Camera?”

“Set.”

“Roll sound.”

“Sound rolling.”

“Roll camera.” 

“Camera Speed.” 

“Marker.”

A man with a clapper board enters the scene and calls, "Scene one. Take—uhm— whatever." 

Dabi nods, and that is the cue. The lights dim, and the cameras vanish into the darkness; only the red lights betray their existence. 

You glance around, your stomach in knots, as you realize that this is no game, that this is it. The only thing visibly lit was the bed standing a few feet away. The crew's faces are barely visible as everyone watches you, the man behind the camera tilting it, filming you from bottom to top.

“Hey baby, you alright?” You hear Dabi's voice.

“N-No, not really.” You stammer, your hands trembling, your breathing picking up, as your eyes frantically dart around the dark set. “I don't know if I can do this.”

“Sweetheart, look at me.” You feel a finger hook under your chin when Dabi tilts your head to meet his gaze. It's intense, the turquoise of his irises gleaming almost unnaturally. 

You feel your heart sink into your stomach as his thumb caresses your skin. When he closes the already minimal distance between you, your eyes flutter close in reflex. His lips are sensually warm and addicting against your cheek, and your heart starts thrashing wildly inside your chest in response. Something changes between you, an intimacy blooming as the voices of the people mute.

It's all you need to distract your mind, to make your body heat up. Not with anxiety—

—but in anticipation. 

“Are you ready to give me your virginity?” His low voice rumbles close to your ear.

You nod, like in a haze, every caress of his lips causes your skin to tingle, to burn with passion. He shifts, and you feel him faintly brush your lips, and a zap of electricity courses through your veins. Then, your lips are united in his first tentative kiss. They are so soft, and the way he kisses you is so delicate, almost tender— deliberately slow.

You relax, giving in to how wonderful this feels. His tongue slowly traces the shape of your lips, and you feel your brain short-circuiting. Angling your head to the side, you part your lips, begging him to enter. Dabi reacts instantly, his tongue slipping your mouth, delving deeper, tasting you, consuming you.

You groan—how could a man taste so good?

It makes your knees buckle, and you start panting into his mouth, your instincts taking over, your body reacting to his touch. A desire, a passion, awakens like a wild animal roaring, and you feel a wave of arousal pool in your panties. You can't help it, and you slide your hand underneath his shirt, your other hand circling his neck. You can feel him smirking into the kiss, but the sound carries off into a groan when you rake your nails down the small of his back. 

As he breaks away, a warmth lingers between you and him while he admires your wet, pink, swollen lips, "A little eager for your first time, huh?"

The kiss leaves you dizzy, and you can't seem to form an answer, too stricken by his closeness and intoxicating scent.

The moment passes, and then his lips smash against yours so fast you don't even have time to react. He presses his hips against yours, his clothed hardness grazing against your heat, letting you feel just how hard you’ve made him.

Holy shit.

He's not gentle anymore; he's rough and demanding now. He is taking you, enjoying the shaky gasps that leave your lips. Dabi’s hands trail down your side to find your ass cheeks. He lifts you by the thighs onto his waist skillfully, never breaking the kiss. Carrying you easily toward the bed he releases his hold and you topple onto it, panting heavily.

The lights around you heat the air, and you notice one camera panning across the set while the other tracks toward you on a dolly. Just as your heart starts picking up an anxious speed again, you see a movement to the side. Dabi yanks his shirt above his head, the muscles in his stomach flexing with every movement.

The second the fabric touches the floor, he's on you with his lips pressed to yours and his tongue in your mouth. You feel yourself getting lost in the moment of passion and all you can see is him. Your stomach somersaults and the world around you ceases to exist; it is just you and him— the people around you and the cameras wholly forgotten. The world, right now, only revolves around the two of you.

“You taste so fucking good,” he breathes into your mouth, hazy eyes glowing with arousal. "How do you taste so fucking good?”

You feel his hand sneak underneath your shirt to slowly pull it off over your head. Next, he skillfully removes the rest of your clothes off until you are lying below him, sex and breasts cupped by delicate cotton underwear. 

“Look at that,” he muses. “So innocent.”

Sliding his hand behind your back, he unhooks the bra with an expert pinch of his fingers. Your breasts spill out as he slides the straps off your shoulders, tossing it aside. Then his gaze lingers on your soft, round tits.

“Damn,” he cups them and squeezes them gently, “Where have you been hiding, girl? You're perfect.”

He slides his fingers over your nipples and a low moan tears from your throat. Dabi lets out a low rumble as his hands continue to work your breasts, rubbing and plucking at your stiffening nipples. There’s a deep throb low in your body, pulsing between your thighs, and you're startled at the way you’re reacting. You are so turned on—his touch only adds to your body’s cravings, and as his large palms glide over your breasts; it pulls the breath from your lungs as it simultaneously fuels your desire. His thumbs drag over your nipples again, rolling it between his fingers before leaning down to lick at your pebbled nub. He makes you feel breathless with excitement the more he focuses on toying with your breasts, rolling the tips back and forth between his thumb and forefinger. 

It makes you crazy with need until you're aching, shivering throughout your entire body. You're gasping for breath the entire time Dabi has his lips wrapped around your erect nub, sucking it to send a tingling sensation straight through to your core. Then he's biting just hard enough to make you squeal before soothing the puckered nub with a flick of his tongue.

“You’ve got the most amazing tits,’ Dabi murmurs against your skin. “So soft and full. So natural.”

While he switches from pliant nipple to pliant nipple, you feel a stray hand hook its fingers under the seams of your panties. He releases your nipple with a pop and peppers kisses down to your tummy while he adeptly pulls the little piece of fabric down and off your legs. You're now utterly naked below him while Dabi continues revering your body with wet kisses and nibbles, moving downward until you feel his warm breath on your pubic mound. He spreads your trembling legs, his eyes glazing over your pussy, pupils expanding and then retracting into pin slits.

"Look at that pretty pussy." His breath is hot against your soaked folds. "And so fucking wet—you're dripping."

A shameful sound spills from your lips at his words, and you writhe in his hold. But his hands keep you in place. 

"You're seriously telling me,” he slides his fingers up and down your glistening folds, “No one's been here before?"

You squirm below him as a camera zooms in on where Dabi’s eyes are affixed– between your thighs.

“Cause you have the prettiest pussy I've ever seen.” He snickers. “And I've seen a lot.” 

His warm, calloused fingers slide up and down your slippery folds, his hot breath fanning over your sex. Then he spreads apart your sweet lips; it makes you shudder in anticipation, and Dabi chuckles.

“I can see you twitching for me.” A finger sinks in, making you arch your back the deeper it goes. 

The camera behind him zooms in on your blushing face, and you cover it with trembling hands. 

"Nu-uh, no hiding. Look at me." He slaps your clit lightly—making you jolt. "Let us see your pretty face."

You whimper softly, because you've touched yourself before—

—but this just feels so much more intense.

“Dabi—” you choke out, flinching in pleasure when he slides a hand underneath your ass, 

raising your hips to have more access to you. 

“Relax, baby, I'll take care of you.” A growl tears from his throat, and then he drags his tongue over your gleaming folds, tasting you. 

You cry out, your body shuddering. Over and over, Dabi licks you with deep, claiming strokes, using his tongue to explore every bit of you. 

“Damn, you taste better than anything I've ever tasted.” He pushes his wet muscle into your core, frantic to have more of you. 

“Oh my God. Dabi!” Your toes curl, and your thighs tighten around him. You're both – startled and aroused at his eagerness. Any worries you have are melting away as he drags his tongue over you again and again, making you squirm with need.

A moan escapes your lips– loud, uncontrolled– when his tongue flicks over your folds. When he grazes your little button, you jolt as if you've been stung. 

He hums appreciatively and buries his face into your warmth, seeking out that sweet nub. Your body jerks as he moves his tongue over it, repeating the action when he does it again. You give a little wail, and your hands curl into the fabric the longer he teases. He eagerly works that spot, and you cry out with little choked gasps.

As his tongue circles your clitoris, your sensations spiral out of control. You can feel the tension increasing in your body with a growing urgency to be released. 

“Dabi,” you pant with every flick of his tongue. But he doesn't respond, does not hear– or pretends not to. He buries his face in your folds, hands holding you down by your hips.

With every quiver that moves through your body, with every shiver of response, every tensing of your muscles, you draw closer to the edge.

You writhe against Dabi, with his face between your thighs, lapping at your juices. All the while, he continues to work your little clit with his tongue in slow, steady strokes. 

Suddenly, the feeling that you’re about to cum overwhelms you. Your pussy clenches, dripping with your juices, and your clit is ready to burst.  

Your hips jerk against him, and then a release explodes in your mind, your thoughts crashing all around you. You come with a slight scream that morphs into a moan, but Dabi does not stop his ministrations—

—no.

He continues to lick and suck as you come and come and come.

It's too much; you feel like exploding. You’re a moaning mess, fingers slipping between Dabi’s strands, pushing and pulling at his roots unsure if you can take it if he keeps going like that. 

Your entire body is on fire. The orgasm continues to surge through you– more intense than anything you’ve experienced by yourself– with Dabi gently sucking and licking at your clit. You are delirious, feel like you are floating with no way to find your path back to earth. 

“Dabi, please—” you choke out.

Dabi’s mouth detaches from your overstimulated nub and straightens up, licking your cum’s sweetness off his lips. Crawling on top of you, he gazes into your eyes. “Doll, tell me—what do you want me to do?”

You see his jeans straining from the bulk of his erection and swallow, your body responding with a flood of hormones. 

“Please fuck me,” you whisper, thinking in ways you never have before.

You want to beg him to be gentle, but you can’t seem to form the words when you see him unbuckle his belt before unzipping his jeans, his eyes carefully watching your expression as he does. His cock springs to life, and you swallow thickly. It's enormous—and pierced. 

You feel a momentary pang of doubt, questioning if that monster will even fit inside you. The previous excitement and adrenaline pumping through your veins gradually turn to panic. Your breathing picks up as you stare at his cock, wide-eyed. 

“You look worried,” Dabi says, stroking it with one hand. His raised eyebrows and amused grin tell you he's used to this type of reaction. 

“Are you sure…” you nod towards his cock.

“Trust me,” he says. “I’ll make sure you feel good. It’ll be the greatest thing you'll ever experience.”

Your entire body yearns for his touch, and there’s no way you're saying no now. He’s spreading you wide open, hands on your knees, before he moves to hold himself in hand to align his cock with your entrance.  

"Do you want me to fuck you?’ Dabi asks as he drags the head of the tip up and down your slit. 

“‘S not gonna fit,” you whine with a worried expression.

“Don't be scared,” Dabi says, "I know what I'm doing. So, you'll be a good girl and take it all, right?”

“I'm not sure,” you whisper.

“I know you can...” His eyes stare at you with a desire so intense that you almost feel intimidated. 

He’s spreading you wide open, hands on your knees, before he moves one to hold himself and align his cock to your entrance. The pressure between your legs increases as Dabi nudges the pierced tip of his cock against you.

“Get ready,” he whispers.

A mix of a gasp and a cry leaves your lips as Dabi strains against you, feeling like he’s trying to shove a massive pole inside of you. You squeeze your eyes shut as tears gather in your lashes, and Dabi holds back, kissing you, waiting for you to relax.

“Easy,” he says softly, “I’ve got you.” 

The softness of his tone relaxes you and the tension in your shoulders lessens. Then, somehow, something gives way, and he enters you. You gasp, your body opening up to accommodate the massive dick that is now sliding inside of you. 

"Oh my god—” You throw your head back, hands clawing at his shoulders in a weak attempt to push him away.

“Fuck, you’re so fucking tight,” he hisses, eyebrows furrowing before he hits resistance and then pushes forward.

There’s a sharp pain slicing through your core, and you don't know if it's from the stretch or a tear. Probably both. It hurts, and you squeeze your eyes shut, forcing tears down your cheek. Dabi continues to push his hips forward, only stopping once he’s entirely inside, heavy balls pressed against the crease of your ass. The cameras zoom in on the bulge in your womb, where his dick sits buried deep inside of you. But you don't notice them, your brain too consumed by him filling you up, his whole weight resting against you. 

“You ok?” Breathing heavily, he drags his eyes back and forth over your face. 

“Gimme a sec.” Your lips press into a thin line as the pain from the stretch slowly turns into a dull throb. After a moment, you nod...

"I'm gonna start moving now," Dabi says— and then does precisely that. 

Just as you start to feel your body relaxing, he withdraws, only to plunge himself in again. The sudden shock of the movement is incredible. You feel every ridge, every single thick vein. It feels fantastic, and as he slowly slides back in, you can appreciate every inch of his cock. He starts an even rhythm, rocking inside you gently. 

“Shit, just squeezed me so fucking tight,” he moans in response. "I’m warning you, don't make me lose my composure. You don’t want to see me act up.”

Your mind feels detached from your body; you don't hear him, don't even notice the camera zooming in, focusing on how your face scrunches and your lips quiver because of how good he makes you feel. 

He grabs you by the waist and brings you closer to him. Raising both legs in the air, he pushes them forward until your body is folded in half.

“Oh—shit—” You choke out, the walls of your sex stretching to accommodate him. 

“I’m gonna make you cum,” Dabi is panting hard as he starts driving his cock rapidly in and out of you. “You won't be able to walk for days.”

“I-I can’t—” your jaw slackens as you tighten around his dick again, the ability to form comprehensive answers having left you the moment he breached your walls.

He rams himself deeper while his fingers slip between your strands, guiding your face upward, your mouths colliding in a frantic kiss. 

It starts as a slow burn that gradually builds into a white, blistering heat. A feeling begins coursing through you, making you lose control of your body. You tense and arch your back, your head digging back into the pillow, voice caught in your throat. And just when you think you can't take it anymore, all that tension releases, and you cry out loud, a turbulent wave of pleasure hitting you like a storm. All your nerve endings are seemingly set ablaze while Dabi fucks you through your orgasm. 

His eyes are wide with wonder, hearing and feeling you come undone around him. The way your eyes are shut tightly in pleasure, your entire body trembling and shaking in ecstasy, is the best thing he's ever seen. It makes his chest swell with pride. Still, it feels like it's not enough, though, and he needs more. He wants to own you, possess you, make you his.

Dabi snaps. 

With a suppressed growl, Dabi grabs you by your hips and flips you over onto your stomach. He's not letting you catch your breath before he propels his cock back inside you again. His hand slides from the dip in your spine to the spot between your shoulder blades, pressing down until your face is buried in the sheets. At this angle, he reaches even deeper than before, his piercings rubbing your G-spot just right. Your hands tightly fist the soft duvet with every drive of his hips, knocking the air from your lungs.

Dabi seems delirious, pistoning in and out of you now. Reaching forward, he gathers your hair around his fist, tugging it to keep you in place, forcing your head up from the sheets. You sob out his name, your chin and cheeks covered with your drool and tears. 

But Dabi is drowning too deep in pleasure to notice. 

"I’m gonna fuck you so hard you’ll never think of anyone but me in your fantasies," Dabi growls while your elbows shake under the pressure of his forceful thrusts.

Slowly, your mind is falling apart with the pleasure pulsing through your body. Dabi starts drilling his big cock into your even faster now. You tremble below him, thighs quivering when you feel another orgasm building up. 

“You gonna cum for me again, princess?” Dabi groans, “I can feel your pussy clenching around me.”

You nod, too exhausted to form any words. Dabi tightens his hold on your hip, fingers digging into your plush skin, holding you still. 

“I’m gonna cum with you,” he tells you. “I’m gonna fill up your tight hole, gonna breed you so good—fuck!”

"Please—" you whimper pathetically, finding yourself trapped in his lewd promises. 

And then you lose it, feeling like the world is disappearing underneath your feet. Pleasure rips through you, leaving you with no strength. It’s an intense tingling pleasure that starts in your core and spreads through your whole body, from your fingertips down to your toes. It's all-consuming and euphoric, your body not knowing what to do with that much sensation at once. 

You feel your body falling off a cliff into a pile of tingling ecstasy as you cum again with a broken whimper escaping your lips. The orgasm is even more potent than the last ones, like a massive burst of pleasure; all that tension explodes and shoots up the back of your legs and everywhere else. You moan and shudder, your pussy clamping around his cock. 

“That’s it,” Dabi lets out a long, shuddering groan. “Just like that.”

You forget to breathe while Dabi keeps fucking your harder and harder, feral with desire, shoving his cock as deep inside you as he can.

“Oh fuck—” You gasp out, arching your back, fingers twisting against the sheets.

No sooner have the words slipped from your lips that you feel your whole body lock tight again—and then unravel. You forget to breathe as an unending cascade of euphoria detonates deep inside of you. You come undone, shaking uncontrollably as juices gush from your pussy, dripping down Dabis balls, drenching the sheets below. 

Dabi groans, his eyes screwing shut, head dropping back. With one final possessive thrust of his hips, he cums, shooting his seed deep inside you. You feel his cock twitch as he moans heavily, eyebrows sewn together. His body is shuddering, his hips hitching while he rides out his orgasm.

You’re faintly aware of your surroundings, buried too deeply in your bliss. Unable to take any more pleasure, you slump backward. Dabi slides his softening cock from you with an obscene wet sound before dropping down onto the bed beside you, taking you with him.

“Fuck…” he breathed out, caressing your skin. “That felt so—”

‘And—cut!’ You hear a voice call, speaking its way into the mush that is your brain, slapping you back to reality.

You open your eyes and look around in shock, having completely forgotten where you are. The lights switch on, almost blindingly bright. People start hustling about the set, and cameras mere inches away from you now pull back into their waiting positions. 

“That was perfect,” you hear Tenko say through the noise filling the set now.

Your breath catches in your throat, an unsettling feeling beginning to well inside you. Your heart starts pounding at an increasingly rapid pace while you feel panic stretch its icy fingers up your spine.

You feel a warm hand cradling your face, angling it to the side. It’s Dabi. He places his mouth over yours without further ado. 

“You are perfect.” Dabi coos into the kiss, and it happens again— butterflies erupt in your gut, the world around you fading until there's only you and him.

Instinctively, you let go, feeling the tension slowly dissipate and your heart calming down. Dabi smiles as he breaks away from you, and you feel it— a lingering warmth, an unseen connection that spins fragile threads between you both.

A man approaches to help you get out of bed, but Dabi, whose face is still dewy with sweat, moves between you both. He takes the bathrobe from the guy and wraps it around your shivering body before getting dressed himself.

Helping you off the bed, he drapes an arm around your shoulder and leads you past the celebrating crew members from the set until you’re backstage. 

Once in the changing room, he closes the door behind him and leans against it. 

“That was something…” he muses. “You’re a natural. Would you ever consider doing this again with me?’ 

You're caught off-guard, his face radiating a tenderness that fills your heart with something joyful. A warmth spreads across your face, your hands gripping the soft belt of your robe as you nip at your lower lip. “I-I don't know.”

“You should,” Dabi kicks off the door frame and saunters over you with a sinful, obscene sway of his hips. His hand finds yours, fingers interlacing in a silent agreement, pulling you into a tight embrace. “Think about it…”

He lets the words hang in the air for a second. When he pulls away, his arms wrap around your neck, lower half still pressed against you as if you’re not a stranger. He looks down at you like the two of you have been dating for years.

“So, I was wondering… what are you doing later on?” Dabi kisses the tip of your nose. “Do you want to grab a bite to eat and get some drinks?”

“Are you asking me out on a date?” A new desire for him grows inside of you. You smile back at him, reaching up to gently play with his dark hair.

“Maybe?” His lips curl into a devious smirk.

“Is this even allowed?” Chest to chest, your heartbeat slowly catches up to his, as if your bodies react simultaneously to each other's warm touch.

“Maybe?” Dabi repeats, his thumb gently brushing along your lips.

When you look into his eyes, a tenderness softens the rough edges of his sharp features. It makes you wonder, he’s been so sweet and caring after everything that happened today– you actually believe he’s a genuinely sincere and nice guy. You feel your heart quiet when you’re with him, as if you have found peace. 

“Well…” you consider, “I've just thrown all my morals into the wind. So, might as well go on a date with a pornstar, right?”

“You won't regret it.” Dabis laughs softly. “Even though you might not be able to move after I'm done with you—”

“Is that so…” You are torn between scolding him or laughing because he's so cute. “Ok, big boy, whatever you say.”

[the-silver-peahen-residence]

Do you enjoy your meals when it comes to food or do you like something better like Kinie. Second, how is she.

@demon-blood-youths

He blinks when seeing another question but he thinks to sigh, eating some beef he got a while ago thanks to that mentioned princess. He loved her so much but at least she sees him for who he was.

"Hmmmmm I do. I enjoy the food I tend to get and eat. I enjoy the food more when it's from her." He said about to take a bite to hear the second question.

"She's fine if you wish to know but if you mean by how 'she' would taste.."

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It was dark in this one area of his domain where he made a special throne for him and her. However, in the darkness, their was shaky fingers clawing into the head of the throne with shaky legs too. The sounds of wet slurping noises and grunts were heard. Their was mix of licking and fingering as well as he was lapping up the wetness that drips down his chin to the chair.

A weak needy like moan was heard within that darkness, panting of heated need as Sukuna reaches up two of his hands to hold Kinie's own wrists. The other two hands were holding her by the waist as he keeps her right where he wanted her.

His tongue was so deep inside of her wet folds that she was throwing her head back crying out his name as he eats her out. He was enjoying his meal alright while hearing the weak heated purrs of his princess. However, teasing and messing with her for a long time only made her slick for him , slamming his tongue deeper that she screams out cumming suddenly.

He only gulps it down slurping it all out that she quivers to grip the chair since her wrists were held. However, she was catching her breath for a moment till she yelps, feeling him eating her out again thrashing but he growls keeping her still as she just begs for more.

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"I will say this: She is delicious." he chuckled licking his lips.