#Sub-Verse

[basedtranssexual]

What’s the point of living if I don’t have tdick in my mouth ?

[pxtched]

NERD!MIGUEL X QUEENBEE!READER. NSFW DRABBLE - ‘Study night’

Miguel should’ve known it wouldn’t be a regular study night with you. He should’ve known it would’ve been something more than a study night like you said it was.

Books, pencils, clothing on the floor. You’re in your pink lingerie set in between his thighs. He’s naked on your bed, legs are spread wide open as you give him a handjob, edging him for what seems like forever.

He’s a whiny, sobbing mess. His glasses nearly falling off on his face as his face is flushed. You look at him, seeing him biting his bottom lip to muffle his whimpers and moans as tears fell down his face from his beautiful eyes.

You quicken your pace suddenly and he chokes up a loud moan, he throws his head back and closes his eyes as he moans out “I’m-I’m coming! ¡Oh-oh Dios! ¡joder! ¡Ya voy!” his hips thrusts up. Smirking at this sight and deciding he can hold on for a little bit more.

You stop your pace immediately, removing your hand from his overly sensitive dick and chuckle seeing his dick twitch. After a couple seconds after another ruined orgasm he looks back at you and whines more “why…” with a little pout you can’t help but feel bad for him.

You chuckle at him, “be patient, just wait until I tell you to come. you can do that right migs?” You coo at him with a small grin on your face. He pouts but nods. “Goood boy” you praised him and he let out a whimper, his dick twitched at it too.

You want back with your relentless pace but on his sensitive tip instead. His eyes shot open as his head immediately threw back, He was holding back whimpers and tried to hold on but the more you went. the more he couldn’t do it. He moaned out loudly, his hands grabbing the bedsheets tightly, his thighs tensing up, mouth open and his eyes rolling back as his hips starts thrusting up into your fist as he moaned out breathlessly “¡Joder-joder-joder!”

Before you can stop he came all over your hand and his lower abdomen, he groaned after his release and let out a whimper when you slap his dick for not coming when you said he could.

“You couldn’t even wait.” You scolded him as you get up from your bed he watches you with a pout on his face “lo siento…”

Tags! @ultravioletrayz , @safixiovi , @syler-griffin , @jadeloverxd , @rxckstarss (i figured you’ll like this!)

(nerd!miguel credit @nymphomatique )

Reblogs help a lot! Thank you and goodbye!

master-list _ guidelines/rules _ abt me !

[seochangbingifs]

ATE (2024) 13/∞: Changbin and Jisung in SKZ-TALKER Ep.65

[plaguechyld]

Omega! Muzan headcanons? 👀

Oooo sure

I'm also kinda tempted to write omega!muzan with an enigma!reader in a full fic (for those who dont know what an enigma is in ABO terms its the rank that falls above alphas in some variations of the verse)

Contains: ABO verse, afab!muzan, omega!muzan, sexual content, mentions of pregnancy + kids, subbot!muzan, domtop!reader, enigma!reader

SFW

Omega!Muzan who is very picky about the type of fabric his clothing is made out of. If its too scratchy he won't ever wear it.

Omega!Muzan who enjoys being taken out to see beautiful secluded spots on dates

Omega!Muzan who doesn't submit alphas or betas at all and has a strong resistance to alpha pheromones.

Omega!Muzan who makes his nest extremely extravagant, even going as far as to buy a special made nesting bed that is shaped like a large cat bed.

Omega!Muzan who decorates his nest with soft lavender and down filled pillows and blankets at all times.

Omega!Muzan who likes to light scented candles in every room to help soothe him when he's stressed.

Omega!Muzan who's scent smells like toasted sugar, pumpkin and vanilla.

Omega!Muzan who takes a long time doing self care and takes baths with rose petals or bubbles in the water.

Omega!Muzan who must have dim light when he's in heat and therefore uses only his candles and not any types of lamps.

Omega!Muzan who spends a considerable amount of time curled up against [name].

Omega!Muzan who loves going to the hot springs with his lover.

Omega!Muzan who's appetite increases incredibly the week before his heat cycle starts and craves strong healthy flesh, preferably healthy women with marechi blood because they give the most nutrition to a demon.

Omega!Muzan who always demands several massages from [name] after his heat cycle ends.

Omega!Muzan who has never wanted pups before meeting [name] and now he can't seem to get the image of little ones running around and asking [name] for food...

Omega!Muzan who is hesitant to have pups because he doubts whether or not he'd be a good mother, though he always feels better when [name] reassures him about it.

Omega!Muzan who first met [name] out on the streets of Asasuka when [name]'s engima pheromones kickstarted his heat unexpectedly.

Omega!Muzan who felt drawn to [name] and didn't kill him in that moment and instead kidnapped him

Omega!Muzan who was surprised when [name] apologized for kickstarting his heat cycle and agreed to help him through it because he didn't believe that someone of [name]'s rank would do something like that.

NSFW UNDER THE CUT!!!

NSFW

Omega!Muzan who enjoys being in a mating press during his heats because it satisfies his more carnal needs.

Omega!Muzan who loves it when [name] bites him on his thighs, chest and neck

Omega!Muzan who is a bit of a brat when he's having sex and not in heat, but he's easy to manage for [name].

Omega!Muzan who loves dressing up in soft and expensive lingerie and blushes every time [name] presents him with another set.

Omega!Muzan who adores wearing [name]'s clothing while being fucked because it forces him to be able to only smell [name] during a session

Omega!Muzan who is brought to tears really easily when he's in heat.

[ravens-roth]

I never really made a friend after that, except for one…

SPIDER-MAN: ACROSS THE SPIDER-VERSE

[rodolfoparras]

Detective’s Work

Pairing: Spider Noir x Top Male Reader

Synopsis: in which Noir tries to keep you off the streets and you try to keep him inside the sheets

Content tags: rough blow jobs, exhibition kink, brat! Noir, Hard dom! Reader (kind of), detective! Noir, petty criminal! Reader

A/n: sorry for any mistakes it’s an 11pm Drabble kind of day

As far as anyone knows you and Noir dislike each other. He’s a detective and you’re a criminal. There’s no reason for you two to get along.

But what people don’t know is that every night he shows up to your hotel room, under the excuse that he has to make sure that you’re acting in line but he’s wearing nothing under his trench coat and he's got a pretty plug inside his hole.

There’s a knock on your hotel door and a smile makes its way on your face. There’s only one person foolish enough to wander around shady neighborhoods at this hour.

One second he’s outside your door, the next second he’s bent over a desk, stripped out of everything but his plug, legs spread and cock hard and leaking.

He won’t say a word to you, not until you fuck it out of him at least; a broken string of pleas or needy noises escaping his lips.

He’s not here to talk, he’s here to get fucked by the only person who knows how to do it right.

And once it’s all over and done, he’ll have you put the plug back in, puts on his coat and leaves your hotel room quickly, continuing on with his business like you didn’t just fuck and he isn’t full of your cum.

Sometimes he’ll act out of line and ruin your plans. You don’t mind it much though. He’s a detective after all. It’s his job to stop criminals.

“You sure you don’t want any help with this?” One detective says to Noir as he gets ready to head out to where you had last been spotted.

“Stay here. I’ll deal with it” Noirs responds before he heads towards the door.

Only if the detective knew dealing with it meant being forced down on his knees, hands tied behind his back and mouth pried open as you shove your cock down his throat.

“What were you supposed to be doing now again?” You pretend to think, fingers comically tapping against your chin while continuously rolling your hips.

“Weren’t you supposed to deal with me or something like that? Feels like you’re doing quiet the opposite here” you say with a dark chuckle, rolling your hips harder and hearing the gurgling sound as he chokes on your cock, fat tears rolling down his cheeks and drool dripping from his chin.

“There, there “ You say as you stroke his hair, tone condescending as ever “you’re this place’s ultimate hero or whatever it is. You can take it, can you?” And despite the humiliating position he’s in there’s still a certain spit fire reflecting in his iris as he nods his head and God if it doesn’t make your cock twitch in his mouth.

And as much as he doesn’t like to admit it, he can’t help but be turned by the fact that one day someone might just catch him fucking a criminal.

Interrogations that should go by quickly will last up to a good hour or so if you’re involved. Footage will go missing from both the camera and the microphone.

Noir would say that they malfunctioned. “You know that tech still has a far way to go” but what they don’t know is that a good chunk of that footage shows Noir pushed against the glass wall with you thrusting your cock inside his hole. And a good chunk of that recording is him just begging for more, more, more.

And he’d go out his way to get those recording developed, play it on whatever device he has access to and jerk off to them.

[thekitsandthekats]

[taps sign]

soft dom bottom spencer reid x sub top aaron hotchner

[turns on megaphone]

soft dom bottom spencer reid x sub top aaron hotchner

[screams from the top of a skyscraper]

soft dom bottom spencer reid x sub top aaron hotchner

[basedtranssexual]

Trans men orgasms,,,,the best sound of the planet,,, BEFORE the smiths ofc :)

[qvir]

I want Dean to allow himself to want and ask for things that he likes, not just surviving or just getting what he absolutely needs, and I want Castiel to see how badass he is, that he is not broken and he is reliable and can absolutely take care of those he loves because he is enough.

Which is why I'm a sub!Dean and dom!Cas truther.

[discountlittlebro]

I’m cold and my first instinct was to build a nest with all my blankets and hoodies and now

Nowwww my brain rotted little head is imagining I’m an omega preparing a nest for my alpha to come knot me in

I need to get of ao3 guys im going delusional

[rogerswifesblog]

Secrets

My Masterlist

A/N: Hi! It’s my first a/b/o one shot where reader is an alpha-plewse I’d love some feedback on it:) (just remember to stay nice 😂) and thank you @jamneuromain for your help with this 🥰

Summary: Steve’s heat can sometimes be unpredictable, especially with someone he’s attracted to around…oh and nobody knows he’s an omega.

Pairing: Omega Steve x Alpha Reader

Warnings: ABO, heat, female member being inside and swelling up when being aroused (I’ve never written a female alpha and saw many ways to make her genitals work so I’ve decided to use this one), subby Steve, smell/scent kink?, masturbating, oral?(over underwear), nipple sucking, toy use, implied fingering, ….

Feedback, comments and reblogging are very appreciated

Steve knew it was coming as soon as he woke up on the seventh day of the mission. He felt warm. Too warm. His skin felt tight, tingling and itchy. His breathing was heavy, his body covered in sweat, the clothes and sheets felt like they were glued to his body. A whine escaped his lips, that he knew you definitely would’ve heard if you’d be awake-in the bed next to his.

The reason why he suddenly went into heat.

Your scent.

So close.

So fresh…so different from all the other alphas he had smelled before. Somehow even a bit sweet, like….maple syrup.

And there was also some rum….

And…maybe apples or…

The more he thought about what he could find in your smell, he felt his dick twitch, slick gathering at his hole quickly, wetting through his sweatpants and probably leaving a wet spot on the sheets.

As soon as he noticed that, he forced himself out of bed quickly making his way to take a shower and to put on some scent blockers, which he usually did first thing in the morning. Especially putting on his blockers. He used the strongest ones he could get and until now no agents and nobody on the team found out about him being an omega.

But now? He had no idea how to hide it now.

Especially not while he was just sitting on the floor and rubbing your soft towel against his cheek, his cock twitching every time he pressed his nose into the fluffy material.

Meanwhile you woke up from a very sweet smell. A small smile spread onto your lips while you slowly stretched, not even opening your eyes yet. “Mmm, Steve….do I smell breakfast? Apple pancak-”, when you finally opened your eyes Steve wasn’t there, his bed empty, the blanket halfway on the floor.

That’s very unusual.

Not waking up before you, but his bed being unmade?

Then the scent hit you once again. So, so good. So delicious. But there was no food. Lightly pulling your eyebrows together you sat up, once again looking around the room. Maybe Steve went for a run? Hoping you wouldn’t wake up before he gets back.

And then there it was again.

The scent.

It was all over the room.

It smelled like…no that wouldn’t make any sense.

Sighing, you shook your head, trying to stop yourself from overthinking about it. Where would a random omega scent come from? Steve definitely didn’t bring an omega to your shared room. Maybe a scent for….a bit of self care…?

You shook your own head, feeling your own brain being overpowered by the sweetness in the room. It didn’t smell like just any omega…it smelled like an omega in heat. A male omega…

While putting on your clothes your gaze fell once again to Steve’s bed. You had already made yours, it would only be nice to do his too. With that in mind you stepped closer, the smell getting stronger, sweeter and so much more intense.

That couldn’t be…

You stepped away, looking once again around the room until you noticed the bathroom door being ajar. Oh, there he must be. A bit nervous you stepped to the door, knocking lightly, waiting for an answer but nothing came. “Steve, can I come in?” Still nothing. “Are you okay?” No answer.

The alpha in you immediately felt alerted.

What if he fell in the shower? What if he hurt himself?

You immediately opened the door, wanting to help Steve in case something was wrong but-

Oh

Oh

“Stevie?”, you whispered, kneeling down next to the on the floor lying omega, using his towel as a blanket. His cheek pressed into…your towel?

“Steve, hey, come on, open your eyes”, you touched his shoulder gently, finally getting his attention. When he looked up at you, his blown eyes widened and he immediately sat up, trying to get away from you, pressing himself against the wall. Not wanting to scare him-for whatever reason-you pulled away, sliding a few inches back. “Don’t be scared, Stevie, what happened? Are you in heat?”, you asked gently, already knowing the answer.

He pressed your towel closer against his chest, trying to hide his face behind it. God, he looked so adorable but so scared. Slowly nodding at your question he turned his back to you, the scent of shame filling your nostrils. “Oh baby, no…don’t feel upset. Do you want me to hug you? Maybe you want a nap? We should get back home, postpone the mission for now. I call Natasha-“ he immediately shook his head. “Not ‘Tasha. Furry…or Maria. Nobody else knows” “Oh Steve…you shouldn’t hide it from us-no, no I don’t mean to upset you, I’m sorry. It’s just…I would’ve helped you get back home so you don’t have to be in a hotel for your heat”

Steve slowly turned back to you. “Didn’t know it was coming…it should be in two months”, while talking he rubbed his face against your towel, your chest feeling warm while watching your omega rub your scent over himself-wait, your omega? You quickly shook the thought away. Even though it was hard especially when more slick gathered at his hole and filled the air with his sweet scent.

“Let’s get you into bed, I’ll go and buy a nice blanket for today so you don’t have to be in the hotel sheets, meanwhile you’ll eat a bit and try to sleep, okay?”, Steve nodded, letting you help him up.

When you noticed Steve was actually naked, his thighs glistening with slick, his cock already hard and throbbing. You swallowed hard, averting your gaze. “Bed, let’s get you into bed, omega”, only then did you notice the slip, especially when Steve whined quietly.

Not saying anything else you took Steve’s hand and guided him back to the beds-but to your surprise he laid down in yours, immediately pushing the blanket like he wanted it, fluffing up the pillow.

Only then did it hit you, your whole body lighting up, chest feeling tight, your breathing becoming heavier. “Stevie, are you building a nest in…there?”, you asked quietly, watching as Steve’s cheeks turned a soft rosy color, while he nodded slowly, looking up at you with his big eyes. “Smells nice”, he mumbled, before making grabby hands at the blanket from his own bed. You gave it to him, a soft smile on your lips. “Okay, Stevie. Stay there, I’ll make you something to eat”, with that you left him to build his nest, not being able to stop yourself from glancing at him a last time when you noticed how he lifted his ass up, very close to presenting.

After Steve ate something you left him, wanting to buy a few new softer blankets and some more snacks for him. Should you buy him a toy? No that…that seemed a bit too much. Even though the alpha (and friend) in you wanted for Steve to feel as good as possible. It would probably be just for one day, at least you hoped so. You didn’t want him to spend his heat in a hotel room, alone and unsatisfied-and you also didn’t know how much you could control yourself around him. His sweet scent filling your senses…. He smelled so good.

Walking into an omega shop you looked around, wanting to find some blankets and maybe pads or something Steve could use…

You never had an omega, especially not one in heat. What should you do? How could you help- “Is everything alright here?”, a women’s voice interrupted your thoughts. You immediately nodded, sighing. “Please, help me find something for my omega. He’s in heat-it happened suddenly-he just woke up like that and I don’t know what to do. We’re in a hotel, so it’s…” “oh you want him to be comfortable?”

For some reason you blushed. “Yeah, I thought about some soft blankets maybe….and I’m not sure if I should get him something for…his needs-you need to know we’re not together-just friends-Jesus, I need to book another room-“ while you rambled about everything, the assistant showed you soft pillows and blankets that you all threw into your basket.

“Even when you’re not a couple, bringing a toy couldn’t hurt…just give it to him and he'll do with it whatever he wants to”, she gave you a knot toy, that wasn’t too big, but apparently should feel good enough to still meet some of his needs. She also gave you another one- “wait that looks like a-“ “some male omegas like to use their members too”, explained the woman, making me nod. Of course. It made sense, in the end the same happens with female alphas. Sometimes you just like some…variations.

After buying everything the assistant told you would be important you went to get some more food and snacks, after doing so you finally went back to the hotel room, walking in on him rubbing himself on your sheets, whining into your pillow, your sleep shirt clutching with one hand.

Once again your breath hitched, you felt yourself getting aroused. God, he was so beautiful, so sweet…fuck. No, stop that.

“Hey Stevie, are you alright? I got you some fluffy blankets and…a few other things. Is it okay if I step closer?”, you asked, him not hearing you at first. “Omega, can I come closer?”, this time he did hear you, nodding and making grabby hands at you. Softly smiling you stepped closer, not expecting Steve to grab you by the waist and pull onto the bed, into his nest.

He buried his nose immediately against your throat, just smelling you, nudging your scent glads. “Smells nice”, he mumbled, wrapping his legs around your hips. You could feel his cock against your hip, the wet spot on his clothes rubbing against you, but didn’t say anything. Instead you just pat his hair gently. “Stevie, I got you the blankets and pillows…they even had a cute teddy bear in a captain America costume”, you laughed into his hair, while he slowly looked up at you, not saying anything yet.

“Can you let me go so I’ll get the blankets? And also something else they told me to get…”, you started taking the things out, Steve immediately arranging the blankets how he wanted them, your blanket and shirt still mostly at his head for him to have your scent close.

But when you put the toys on the bed, Steve’s movements froze. “They told me to get you those, to….so you’d…you know.” He blushed, but took it anyway, already feeling his hole flutter, his cock hardening making a visible outline in his pants, some slick leaking onto his thighs. A smile crept onto your lips when you noticed him being happy with the toys. “I’ll go book another room for me and you can stay here-” “don’t-dont go, please, alpha”, he whined with tears in his eyes, taking your hand and pulling you a bit closer.

Once again you felt aroused, which Steve seemed to smell, his pupils blown wide, while his nostrils fluttered, slowly scenting the air. “Steve I- okay-I’ll stay here but I’ll have to do some work, while you're here in your nest, okay?” Steve whined, but seeing your stern gaze he nodded anyway, pulling a blanket over his body, cuddling into your pillow. “Just try to…get you mind off of things or maybe help yourself out, have a nap…”

You kissed him on the head, before taking some fresh boxershorts from his suitcase and telling him to put these on, before walking to one of the tables, taking the necessary documents out and filling the reports out.

After twenty minutes Steve waddled up to you, sitting in the chair next to you, a blanket around his shoulders that were hutched, making him look smaller. “What is it Steve?”, you finally looked back at him, an amused smile creeping onto your face. “Are you…wearing my night shirt?”, you giggled, stroking over his chest. He immediately blushed, but still pushed into your palm.

“ ‘s nice”, he mumbled, sliding a bit closer to you, putting his head on your shoulder, close to your throat, to your scent glands. “Let me do the reports, Stevie, I can hug you later, okay?”, he whined and you slowly felt his nose busing your gland, nuzzling into your skin. Sighing you brushing over his head, kissing his cheek.

While you started writing something down, you felt Steve slide a bit closer, kissing your throat gently, before unsurely likcing over your scent gland. Gasping you pushed him lightly away. “Steve-what-“, he whined when lost the warm feeling of your skin. Looking into his big puppy eyes you sighed. “Fine, do whatever you want, just don’t disturb me, I need to finish these”

While you started working on the report again you could feel Steve sliding down from his chair, onto the floor underneath the table, suddenly pushing your legs apart. “Steve what the hell-“ “scent so strong”, he whispered, nuzzling his nose into your crotch. You felt your blood rush to your cheeks, while Steve just buried his face between your legs. “Steve, wait-” when his nose bumped into your clothed clit you moaned quietly.

Steve smelled your arousal, his dick twitching in his boxershorts, while he slowly grinded against your leg. “Please-alpha-pants-take your pants off, please”, he whined, looking up at you from beneath the table, all needy and hungry for…something.

You bit your bottom lip. “Steve but…you’re in heat, I don’t wanna feel like I’m taking advantage”, you whispered, seeing tears welling up in his eyes.

Fuck, no.

No, no, no, no.

“Okay-baby, I’ll take off my pants, yeah? But underwear stays and we won’t have sex-” “s fine, I have my toy in”, the image that popped up in your head made you moan; Steve, opening himself up with his fingers, his slick hole swallowing them one after another, before pushing in the thick toy.

He helped you take off your pants, before immediately going back to nuzzling his face into your crotch, not being able to stop himself from licking over your slip. You felt your knot swell a bit, but tried to ignore it and push your own needs aside. “Fuck-omega”, you moaned, throwing your head back, while pushed himself closer against you, fucking your leg and humping you, till your whole leg was covered in slick, having leaked though his boxershorts.

You couldn’t stop yourself from looking down at him, so hungry and-you bit your bottom lip when you noticed his hand being in his boxershorts, stroking his cock.

While Steve nuzzled and licked over your slip without a rhythm, his hips moved faster, the knot pressing right against his soft spot, rubbing it all the time. “Alpha-so good. so, so good-wanna be all yours-only yours”, he whined just when he felt his orgasm approach, his chest feeling tight and tingling, while he orgasmed. His slick gushed around the toy, onto your leg and floor, his whines getting louder, while his scent filled the air more than before. His cock twitching against your leg, leaving a wet patch behind.

Breathing in his smell made you purr In delight. You did it, without really doing anything. Steve just came all over your leg, still panting against your slip, nuzzling his face between your legs.

“Come on, Stevie, let’s get up, you need a bath…and maybe then a nap, huh? You seem tired”, you whispered, noticing how his eyes fluttered heavily. He nodded slowly and let you help him up. Steve took your sweatpants you had worn before and threw them to the nest, a small scuff on his face when they didn’t land the way he wanted them to. “You wanna fix it or take a bath first?” He thought about it for a moment, his expression so soft and relaxed.

“Bath, please”, he mumbled, letting you guide him to the bathroom, where you immediately filled the tub, not using any scented shampoos, assuming he could be too sensitive right now. Helping him take off his clothes, you wiped away some of the slick from his thighs, your body once again reminding you of being neglected.

“Stevie, you need to take out the toy, too, okay? Just put it in the sink and I’ll clean it later.” He whined a bit at that, mumbling something about not wanting to do so, but he still did it in the end, putting the slick toy into the sink.

You prayed to god to give you enough strength for the next few days.

After you helped him into the bathtub, he held your hand, pulling you closer. “Please alpha…come here…want cuddles”, he whispered, needly pushing his face against your thigh. You sighed quietly, but nodded nevertheless, even though you knew this would be the hardest thing you had to do in your whole life.

You stepped into the water, still wearing your slip, not wanting to tempt Steve while he was in heat, even though he seemed mesmerised with your breasts either way, immediately sliding closer to you, leaning his head against your chest, his big body curling into a small ball in your lap. “Oh Stevie”, you whispered, gently scratching his back. He seemed pretty…touch starved.

Maybe he was?

When nobody knew about him, he probably hadn't had anyone touch him in a long time. Not like that at least.

“It’s okay, I’m here now…”, you whispered, kissing his head. It felt wrong in a way-but also so right. You have never been so close to Steve, but you have often thought about it-even though you had thought he was an alpha or beta, but now, knowing his true self and what seems also knowing he had a thing for you…god, you wanted it to be real. Could it be real? Even after his heat?

“Your alpha is here, sweetheart. My sweet, sweet boy”, you felt him relax more against you, while he gently nudged his nose against your nipple. “You wanna suck on them, sweetheart? I can tell you’re thinking about it”, you felt him nod, before slowly licking over your nipple and sucking it into his mouth, now feeling completely relaxed and comforted.

Meanwhile you carefully washed his body, your hand slowly trailing down between his asscheks, to wash the slick away, but as soon as Steve felt that, he moaned quietly, pushing ass back into your hand. “Alpha-“ “I’m washing you, om-Steve, nothing else, okay?”

He whined again, still pushing his ass back, your fingers grazing over his puckered hole for a moment. “Please-please, alpha-need you. I need you so much…need to feel you”, he sobbed, his cock getting hard against your thigh, while he slowly sat up, pushing it against your stomach. “Please, Alpha, I need you.” You felt your member swell up, soon extracting and pushing against your panties. You knew you had get yourself together.

“Sweetheart, I-I can’t have sex with you-not like that. You’re not in the right place to decide”, you whispered, cupping his face in one hand, still having the other one at his ass. He grimaced, but nodded in understanding, yet not stopping rutting against your stomach. “No sex but fingers? Please? Just touch me, alpha, need your fingers. Need you to fuck me”, he whined against your throat, kissing your scent gland, sucking gently at it.

You bite your bottom lip, his words slowly changing your mind-at least a bit. Were you slowly falling into your own mind space? “Just fingers, Stevie, okay? But first I want you to tell me you want to-and use my name. I want to hear my name.” He whined when your hand left his skin, making him lift his gaze. You could tell he was concentrating and thinking hard, but he slowly nodded, still not saying anything tho….

He whined when you stopped his hips from grinding against you, but making him finally actually think about it. “Please use your fingers on me, Y/N”, he said, still looking a bit out of it, but his eyes were less foggy than before. “I mean it, I-I really wish it wouldn’t be happening all so suddenly, but I wanted you for so long, Y/N-Alpha. Wanted you to be my alpha for so long”, he whispered, leaning down to kiss you, softly.

A smile crept onto your lips, making it nearly impossible to kiss back. Just nearly.

Slowly you started brushing your hand over his round ass, squeezing gently. “Okay, my sweet omega, I can touch you…make you feel good”, you whispered into his ear. “Do you want that?”

Steve immediately started nodding forcefully, pressing his body against yours, his dick rubbing at your stomach. A quiet chuckle escapes you, when you hear Steve's quiet moan against your throat, while your finger slowly brushed over his wet, puffy hole…

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[khattikeri]

there's something so odd yet fascinating about how fanworks for mxtx's books tend to misinterpret the literal protagonists of her stories more than any other characters

[fizzigigsimmer]

All The King's Men: Chapter 14

Happy Mermay!!!

Ages and ages ago Harle @a-redharlequinredharlequin made me a stunning fic collage for this fic. And then I went on a whole 2 year hiatus from the fic, got a new computer and misplaced my picture drive. I hope I'm able to retrieve the final, but they did such a beautiful job and the flub was mine. I feel like the beauty needs to be shared!

Summary:

When Prince Steve's father tries to marry him to a northern barbarian Steve will stop at nothing to escape and marry the woman of his dreams. But when Steve's plans to run away with Lady Nancy are thwarted by pirates, he comes face to face with Captain Billy Hargrove, formally of His Majesty's armies. Though his touch still makes Steve burn the same way, Billy is not the boy Steve knew at court and his secrets threaten all of Steve's loyalties and everything he understands about himself. Steve might be a prince of the realm but on the sea only one man is king, and Billy will stop at nothing until he claims Steve for himself.

To The Fic

[always1958]

Here I am with another Cherik poll for the fandom!

You can think of it in both a Dom/Sub verse or in a normal verse

[rodolfoparras]

Color Show

Spider Noir x Male reader

Synopsis: In which Noir wants to learn about colors and you’re more than happy to help

Content tags: 18+, MINORS DNI, Dom! Male reader, sub!noir, anal play, anal beads, size kink, pain kink (kind of?), edging, mirror sex

A/N: so basically I learned that noir isn’t capable of feeling pain and the thought of him having a pain kink along with a size kink made my head start spinning. As always excuse my mistakes and I hope you enjoy the read!

“How about this, if you get all the colors right I’ll let you cum?”

Your words echo in Noir’s head as he stares at his reflection in the mirror. He looks absolutely wrecked, down on all four, hair mussed, chest rising and falling at a rapid pace and cock hard and leaking as you circle his puckered hole with your newest toy.

You’ve been teasing him for a while, gotten him so worked up only to pull away every time he’d been seconds away from reaching his climax.

He had begged and pleaded, asked you to let him finish but you’d denied his request every time.

At some point though, you had made an offer and pulled something out of your closet. Desperate and in need he was ready to agree to whatever you had wanted of him, and that very thing happened to be-

“Alright doll, how about you tell me the color of the first one?” You say, voice sounding sickly sweet as nudge the lubed up bead against his puckered rim.

The sound of your voice brings his attention back to the present moment, gaze shifting from his own reflection onto the sphere reflected in the mirror.

It’s colorful and rather large in size and his dick twitches at the thought of having it inside.

“Noir,” you say sharply “answer the question, darling”

He takes a moment to think before he recognizes the color in front of him.

“Green, sir” he says and just as the words leave his lips you slowly push the bead inside of him.

“Hah- god!” he mewls out, brows pinched and mouth agape, as his hole accommodates to the stretch.

“Good job doll, doing so well” Noir hears you say, but he barely registers your words as he focuses on the intrusion inside his hole.

There’s no stinging feeling that comes with the stretch since he’s long lost the ability to feel pain but the way his muscle contours uncomfortably around the sphere sends delightful sparks of pleasure through his entire body.

“You good doll?” You ask once the first bead is completely inside of him and the second one is nudging at his rim.

By this point, the pleasurable sensation from the stretch had long subsided, leaving him feeling wet, almost cold and hole gaping for more, more, more and he makes his wishes known, words slurred and hips rocking into your touch. “Mm- Please- need - need more”

You just chuckle at his enthusiasm but don’t hesitate to move onto the next question.

“Alright, alright, doll how about you tell me the color of this one” you ask him, tone ever so calm and patient as you wait for him to answer.

The next bead was slightly larger than the three fingers that you had prepared him with, and much more duller in color than the one nestled inside of him.

Noir takes a moment to respond, mind still a bit distracted from the intrusion in his hole but he mulls over the answer as his gaze inspects the color.

“Purple sir” he whispers under a shaky breath and just as the words leave his lips, you slide the second bead into him,

“Oh - oh- oh yes” he cries out as the plastic tugs and taunts at his rim, hole once again stretching to accommodate to the size of the sphere. The pleasurable sensation from earlier returning once again as the bead drags along his walls and burrows inside of him.

“Right again, doll” you say, sounding pleased with him and he can’t help but let the words go straight to his head, Like the cat that got the cream, he thinks to himself as he catches your proud expression in the mirror.

Although he feels slightly more full with two beads inside of him, he can’t help but crave more more more and he once again makes his wishes known, needy noises escaping his parted mouth as he rocks into your touch.

“This one might be a bit harder, let’s see how well you’ll do” You say, referring to the third bead nudging at his rim. It’s larger than the previous two and sporting a rather bright hue.

He tries to remember where he’d seen the color before but quickly loses his train of thoughts when your free hand glides between his thighs, gently fondling his balls.“Please - ah- I cant!”

“I asked you something Noir and I expect a reply,” you say sharply as you tug at his balls in warning.

“Fuuuck!” Noir wails out as he clutches harder onto the mattress. The sudden tug at his most sensitive part sends pleasurable waves rippling through his body, almost derailing him completely from what he’s supposed to be doing but when you tug at them again he forces himself to regain his focus.

This color he’d seen many times before. Its the very same color that can be found on his lips, cheeks and his hard and weeping cock.

“That’s blue- no wait red” and just as he says that you slide the third bead into him, hearing the obscene squelching sound his hole makes as it takes the sphere.

“Nffh-please!” he squeaks out, head tipping back as his fingers dig further into the mattress. With three beads inside of him he finally feels the fullness he’d be craving. He’s now hyper aware of the hand you have on his lower back, the way his cock is hard and leaking between his thighs and the way the beads are stretching him almost in the same way your cock does. “please need to -ah need to-“ he says voice frantic as his mind starts to panic.

“Shhh it’s okay doll you can touch yourself” you say already knowing what he needs

“Thank you, sir” he says under a shaky breath, hand brushing over the fringe of curls and eager fingers wrapping around the base, before he slowly starts stroking himself .

“Feels- ah- feels so so good sir- oh god” he slurs out as he goes from languid strokes to harshly tugging at his cock.

You continue this little game of yours and at some point he loses counts of how many colors he’d recited. All he know is that the beads kept sliding and sliding and sliding inside of him until he was basically skewed onto the thing and was sure he could feel the beads all the way to his stomach. On top of that his cock is aching and leaking all over his fist as he keeps vigorously stroking it.

“What color is this?” Noir hears you say but at this point he’s barely registering your words as heat starts coiling in his groin.

“Noir” He hears you call out again as his vision starts to blur, pulse roaring in his ears, and the pleasurable sensations starts making its way through his entire body.

Through his hazy like state he hears your voice again, calm and collected, ever so patient as you clue him in on the answer to your question.

“Color of sunflowers?” He echos back in question, as his hazy mind scrambles for an answer. But all he can think about is how the room is turning into a blurry picture of shapes and blobs and how the blood roaring in his ears sounds very much like colors.

He knows the answer, has seen the color enough to know, can taste the word at the tip of his tongue but he can also taste the sweet, sweet, taste of his release and he loses focus easily.

His toes curl, fingers threating to rip at the sheets as he says the first color that comes to him “blue”

It takes him a second to register your words, too lost in pleasure to notice that he got it-

“ wrong” you say, voice dripping with disappointment. “We’ll have to stop here”

That’s when he finally snaps out his daze, the blurry image coming together and forming a clear picture of your disappointed face.

“No no no no no!" He shouts out in protest, sounding wrecked and desperate, body withering under your touch as you wrap your hand around his wrist to halt any and all movements on his cock. “Why did you stop?”

“You got it wrong, Noir. We have to do it again” you repeat in a much slower tone, giving him time to digest your words.

He goes to say something again but the look on your face has him halting any attempts to protest. “Yes sir” he says under a shaky breath as he prepares for you to pull the beads out of him.

“I hope I made it clear that you are not allowed to cum” you say sounding firm in your tone.

He tries to form a response, anything that won’t come out in the form of a wretched sob, but he can’t seem to find the words, too busy mourning the loss of his release and only manages to nod.

Don’t move, stay, take what he gives, something says inside of him.

“Good boy, Noir” you say as you tug at the end of the handle, watching the way the first bead slides out of him, evoking a deep groan out of him.

The second bead slides out of him and his vision starts to blur again.

By the time the third bead is sliding out of him he feels his knees almost buckle.

The onslaught of sensation keeps coming in waves - a pop-pop-popping sensation against his rim as you pulled the beads out of him, and despite everything in him begging to give in to his release he manages to hold out all the way to the last bead.

“Good there, Noir. Now, let’s try this again, yeah?”

[bidisasterevankinard]

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