#hmm...but we're so close to being done...

[kidcorewally]

feeling like a strange mix of cat and soup tonight, folks.

[himbosandhardwear]

Steve is rifling through Eddie's collection of magazines, while he's waiting on Eddie and Wayne to get done fixing the dryer(Wayne's fixing, Eddie's getting in the way it sounds like), when he realizes how insane the assortment is; Heavy Metal, Car and Driver, Rolling Stone, National Geographic, OMNI, MAD, even a copy of Good Housekeeping. It's all so Eddie though, to have so many varying interests. He's a little jealous, if he's being honest with himself.

"You have a lot of stuff," he comments when Eddie comes back, closing the copy of Rolling Stone.

"Oh, yeah, sorry, let me just..." He starts kicking a pile of clothes under the bed.

Steve huffs a laugh. "No, I meant you have a lot of interests." He waves the magazine. "Hobbies and stuff."

Eddie nods, continues to shove piles of stuff under the bed anyway. "I guess, yeah. I tend to jump from thing to thing though. Last night it was painting miniatures, tonight it could be writing a song. I don't really get a say in which one. Oh, nice, I've been looking for this," he says, holding up a random T-shirt.

He watches Eddie get distracted by the new discovery and leave the rest of the pile where it's at, smiling to himself as Eddie goes on a tangent about merch vendors at concerts being the real enemy of the people.

"How do you know what you like?" Steve inadvertently blurts out during a gap in Eddie's tale.

He turns toward Steve. "What do you mean?"

What does he mean? "I guess... It's just, I like cars and sports and girls. That's, like, kind of it. And since I started being friends with Henderson and Robin and you I've figured out that's, like, the most basic shit a guy could be into. Level One Dude Interests. So, I guess I just want to know how you find other things? And how will I know if I'm interested?"

"Hmm." He frowns softly. "I've never had to think about it before. I kinda just...fall into things. I like it or I don't."

"Okay, but what's it feel like?"

Eddie puts the shirt down, forgotten again in a moment, and sits. "What does it feel like when you think about cars and sports and girls?"

Steve really thinks about it. Nothing is as consuming as when he was younger, but he does remember a vague sense of excitement, a feeling of connection with the people he surrounded himself with, who shared his interests. But he hasn't felt that in a while. Maybe he wasn't as into those things as he thought, was only into the connection.

"You're having very deep thoughts over there," Eddie points out with a grin.

"Shut up." He grins back. "I think maybe I don't actually know what it feels like to like something because I like it, not just because everyone else likes it. You know what I mean?"

"Well, yes but no." He waves both hands to indicate his person and also the chaos of the room around them.

"See? This is why I'm asking you. If anyone can help me figure out what I like it's you."

Eddie slaps both hands together and rubs. "A project! Excellent idea!"

Wasn't his idea but sure.

"First we have to get you exposure to new things. Movies, TV, music, culture. Then we'll rate how you feel about each demographic. Your music taste is already improving so that's good. Movies, I'm thinking 12 Angry Men to start. Food? Authentic Mexican. We're gonna get you excited about shit!" He seems excited enough for the both of them, which is great. "Excitement is key! You want enthusiasm, yearning even. Your interests should consume your every waking thought. When I'm consuming a new hobby, I'm focused like a shark, I'm obsessed. I go to bed thinking about it and wake up thinking about it. Excited to get back to whatever it is. I wanna talk about it, share it with other people. Complete and total immersion. You wanna marry that interest. You know what I mean?"

Steve blinks at him, stunned into silence. Eddie's just described how Steve feels about him...

Oh.

Oh.

[soobil]

s.coups drabble

content warning: smut, p in v penetration, unprotected intercourse, cockwarming kink, somnophilia (?), creampie, cheol is kinda obsessed with you in loverboy way, fluff at the end :)

mature content, MDNI!!! 18+ only

summary: waking up full ifykyk

Light filters through the curtains and the soft warmth causes your eyelids to flutter. As you slowly gain consciousness, you notice the throbbing at the apex of your thighs. You clench around the source of your fullness. Seungcheol, your lover, gently groans behind you, still asleep. The more you come to, the wetness between your legs becomes apparent.

Seungscheol's arm snakes tighter around your waist and you can feel his heavy breathing against your back as he lays behind you, his member buried deep inside of you.

You and Seungcheol share a bed every night, always cuddling the entire time you two sleep. But last night, he suggested trying a new way to feel close to you while sleeping.

-

"Babe?" Seungcheol whispers gently in your ear as he spoons you from behind.

"Hmm?" You hum lightly in response.

"Baby, I want to be closer to you," he almost sounds whiney as he pleads.

"Cheol, we're cuddling. How much closer can we possibly get?" you retort.

As he spoons you from behind, you feel his member harden. He caresses your waist and slides his hand into the waist band of your undergarments. Your breath catches in your throat, his touch sends bolts of lightning through your body.

"I know how we could get closer." You can almost hear the smirk on his lips.

Excitement dances in your words as you tease, "Oh yeah?".

"Yeah." He says with a sultry tone.

He dips his fingers deeper into your panties, his thumb hooking around the waist band and pulling down. You lift your hips slightly to help him remove the silk and lace garment. After he's done sliding off your undergarment, you hear him rustling and shifting his weight in the bed to take off his own.

His large calloused hand rubs circles on your upper thigh and ass causing shivers to course through your body and the hairs on your arms and neck to raise. You feel his warm breath on the back of your neck hitch as his hand reaches the apex between your thighs. He lets out a low sensuous groan as he dips his fingers into the pooling wetness building in preparation for him. His hand retreats, eliciting a pathetic whine from your lips. But Seungcheol just chuckles as he rubs his tip against your folds, causing you to jolt. He slowly pushes his way inside you, curling himself even tighter around your body. The front of his body is completely flush with the back of yours as he bottoms out inside of you. He makes sure every inch of your body that can contact his in this position is tightly held against him. He breathes heavily against the outer shell of your ear.

As his thick member stretches you open, you can't help but rock your hips back in need of relief.

"Ah-ah," he tuts and holds your hips still in his firm grip.

You whine but he retorts, "Let's just fall asleep like this. I'll make it worth your while in the morning."

-

Now, as you both pull yourselves from your sleepy haze the need for release becomes undeniable for both of you.

You hear a deep rumble come from his chest as you feel his member twitch and swell inside of you. He's so big that despite losing his hardness during the night he was still able to stay inside of you. So as he grows inside of you, needy and swollen, the stretch causes unbelievably lewd noises to erupt from your throat. You can feel your wetness seeping out, covering your inner thighs and Seungcheol's groin. Even you are shocked by how wet you've gotten, you've never experienced need like this before. And you're certain that if he simply touched your swollen bundle of nerves, you'd cum immediately. Little do you know, he's also teetering the edge of release from constantly being stimulated in his sleep as well.

You clench down on him as hard as you can and slightly buck your hips as you moan loudly. In response he immediately moves his hand to rub gentle circles on your swollen bud.

You feel his member twitch inside of you and without any warning you both experience an orgasm shattering through you.

As you both breathe heavily, feeling his warm load mix with your own wetness as he grows soft inside of you, his breath caresses your neck. He buries his nose in your hair and you hear him inhale deeply, followed by a guttural groan.

"I love you so much," he declares.

"I love you too, Cheol."

-

This is my first smut so I'd really appreciate any feedback or constructive criticism! Please let me know if you liked it too!

[marvelstan0905]

"Good luck Charm"

Kenji Sato X S/O!Fem!READER [Smut Scenario]

TW :blowjobs/almost being caught/public setting/mixed POV/idk what else/petnames

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Kenji needed a little incentive, a little energy boost in order to get his head in the game. He was frustrated with the way games had been going so far. What's better way to relieve his stress and frustration than with his girl's help.

Here the two of you were in the locker room, the two of you were alone and your boyfriend was leaning against the door, his pants undone and his hair disheveled. There you were ,on your knees and his cock in your mouth.

"There we go, you're so pretty on your knees for me, princess" Kenji groaned as his hands tossed through your hair. He stared down at you with hazy, half lidded eyes which were beyond dilated. His hips bucked up into your mouth causing you to whimper slightly. "Shh b-babygirl. You don't want us to be caught ,hmm?"

I nodded and took him deeper into my mouth. With a deep breath I relaxed my gag reflex in order to take him down my throat. A guttural groan and small whimper fell from Kenji's lips.

"T-Thats it my love. You're taking it so well" Kenji breathed heavily as his head fell back against the door and his eyes rolled to the back of his head. I bobbed my head and hallowed my cheeks, hoping to get him there quicker. I glanced at the clock on the wall, noticing we had about 5 minutes before my boyfriend needed to go. I sucked on his cock a lot harder and with more fervor. My tongue ran against the veins on his beautiful cock. My boyfriend almost jolted from the added pressure. "F-Fuxk..I'm so close."

We froze when we heard a knock at the door. "Hey Sato! We're about to go on! Are you almost done changing?" One of Kenji's teammates shouted from outside the door. I didn't stop and kept going. Kenji's breath hitched and he cleared his throat.

"Y-Yeah...be out there soon!" Kenji called out sounding like he just ran a marathon. I hummed holding in my giggles. My boyfriend cursed from the vibrations.

"Okay? Well be quick! We're almost starting!" The player called out. Kenji sighed and grabbed a hold of the back of my head before thrusting into my mouth.

"I'm s-sorry baby, but I need to be quick but I a-also need my little goodluck charm" Kenji panted. I felt his cock throb into my mouth and in the knick of time, he came. His cock was deep into my throat as I swallowed all of his release. Kenji groaned, his face twisted with beautiful pleasure as his hips rut into my mouth. Calming down from his high, He panted."T-Thank you, sweetcheeks"

He breathed a sigh of relief and satisfaction. Kenji gently pulled his soft cock out of my mouth and kissed my head. "Open for me" My boyfriend ordered and I opened my mouth. He smirked in satisfaction, happy that I swallowed all of it.

"What a good girl. Thank you, my love." Kenji smiled and gently tucked himself back into his pants. I stood up and made sure he looking fine.

"Go get em, honey! You can do it!" You encouraged him enthusiastically whiles gently pecking his lips. Kenji chuckled and kissed me once more. I was still a little breathless from our little activity.

"With that kinda of encouragement, I'm scoring home runs left and right" Kenji smirked and gave you a teasing wink. With a playful eye roll and a slight flush on your cheeks, you ushered him out the door.

"Get out of here" I giggled. Kenji laughed and kissed my cheek.

"I'm going. I'm going." Kenji spoke playfully raising his hands in surrender. He jogged off and I was confused when he jogged back to give me another kiss on the lips "I love you"

Kenji pulled away with an affectionate smile and jogged to the stadium with a pep in his step. I chuckled. "I love you too"

"Hey! What are you doing in here!?"

Uh oh

[animeomegas]

Omega!Neji x Alpha!Reader - Altered Mission

Warnings: non-consensual drugging (but the person being drugged is aware), reference to human trafficking.

Okay, okay, so imagine going on a joint mission with Neji. A couple of nearby towns have been getting terrorised by an unknown serial criminal who has been drugging and abducting innocent people, so they've all pooled together for a couple of powerful ninja to find and dispose of the culprit.

You and Neji get chosen for the mission. You're pretending to be newly weds on their honeymoon, hence why a real couple was picked for the realism factor, and you're going to be trying to bait this criminal into showing themself, ideally by getting them to target one of you.

So you play it up. And honestly, it's kind of fun. You and Neji get to stay in a fancy hotel, go out to restaurants and bars, flirt and cuddle in public, all while being paid!

...

"Are you enjoying the market, darling?" you asked, keeping your arm snuggling around Neji's waist to both play up the silly, naïve newly weds, and to keep you both from getting separated in the crowd.

"It's lovely," Neji responded, shooting you a warm smile. For all the performance, you can tell that he's genuinely having a good time. "And it's even lovelier because you are here with me."

You pecked him on the head, "I will follow you everywhere if that brings you joy, my love. Do you see anything that you like? I want to spoil you." Especially because you weren't actually paying for anything; you'd been given an allowance to enjoy yourselves and you'd sooner die than return to Konoha with a single ryo left unspent on cherishing your mate.

Neji hummed, eyes flitting over all the booths. You watched the moment that they landed on a booth full of shiny jewellery. He pulled you with him as he approached it, and you watched as he gently touched a thin silver bracelet with a single lilac coloured precious stone.

"Do you like that one?" you said quietly. Neij looked up at you and you could see the conflict in his eyes for a moment. You had mostly worked through Neji's issue with accepting gifts and pampering, but especially expensive things still gave him pause. Then the moment passed and Neji gently nodded.

The seller was clearly watching you both like a hawk, and quickly jumped to telling you the price and taking your money. You didn't bother with any packaging, and just gently clasped it on Neji's wrist immediately. Neji held it up and it glinted in the sun.

"It's beautiful," Neji said, leaning into your side as you started away to another booth. "Thank you."

"You're very welcome, my love. It suits you. And you know the best part?"

"Hmm?"

You leaned in a whispered, "Technically... Naruto paid for it."

Neji snorted and then quickly covered his mouth with his hand.

...

But then on the third night, you notice this guy flitting around you and Neji. You share a significant glance with Neji, but you don't do anything but continue to flirt and talk about meaningless nonsense.

When you're sure that something is up with this guy, Neji excuses himself to 'use the toilet' and you go to 'get another drink', leaving Neji's still half-full drink on your table.

You watch from the corner of your eye as this guy pours some white powder into Neji's drink.

Gotcha.

You go back to the table with your new drink as Neji returns, slipping into the booth beside you. You pull him close.

...

"Make sure to giggle after I've finished talking, but the guy in the blue jacket has drugged your drink." You keep a smile on your face, flirtatiously fiddling with a strand of Neji's hair.

Neji giggled just as you'd suggested, before turning his head into your neck. "He's watching to see me drink it," Neji whispered. "I don't know how to trick him into thinking I've done it without doing it."

"Just... pour it onto your lap or pretend to sip at it."

"Don't you see how intently he's watching? If he notices, he could realise that we're baiting. It will be much harder to find him if he's been spooked. Our mission specifically states that we must be discreet to avoid causing a panic."

You tightened your grip on him, not liking this turn of events. "Just... only have a sip or two then. Please be careful, don't drink too much."

Neji nodded, and taking a deep breath, he picked up his glass and took a sip. "Look after me alpha. Please."

"No one will touch you, I promise. In a few minutes act intoxicated. I'll take you back to the hotel and pretend to leave you alone to get some painkillers and bottled water. When he enters the hotel room, I'll neutralise him without drawing any attention from civilians or hotel staff. I'll keep you safe."

Neji nodded, taking another sip. "I trust you, alpha."

...

Fifteen minutes later and Neji is acting differently. He's clingier, less co-ordinated, slurring his words. But the scary part is that you're not sure if it's really an act, because his skin is very flushed and as far as you can tell with his white eyes, his pupils are dilated.

You make a big show of deciding to take him back to the hotel because he's 'had a bit too much to drink'. Part of the way back you're forced to pick Neji up as he can no longer walk. His head lolls on your shoulder, little whimpers escaping whenever you jostle him too much.

Worry begins to could your mind because how strong were those drugs?? But you try to focus back on the man who is definitely tailing you. Once he's dead, you can focus on Neji.

You get into the hotel and make sure to drop your room number into the conversation before telling Neji that you'll tuck him into bed before going down the road for some supplies for his inevitable hangover tomorrow.

...

You gently removed Neji's shoes and jacket before tucking him bed. He relaxed once he was amongst the soft sheets, but as you pulled away, he made a noise of discontent.

"These drugs... are s-strong," he slurred, hazy eyes staring up at you. "I can't... keep m' thoughtss... strai't. I can't... can't defend m'self, a'pha."

"I know, I know baby," you soothed, running your thumb under his eye. "I'm going to go round the front and up the building to our balcony, okay? You'll only be alone for a few moments, and nothing will happen to you. Just try to rest."

It was only the years of mission conditioning that was allowing you to keep your head. Anxiety clawed at every part of you, but you ignored it. You had to kill the target, then you could look after Neji.

And with that anxiety screaming at you, you walked back out of the hotel room, pretending not to notice the man lurking in a shadowing corner.

...

As soon as this guy is out of sight, you sprint your way out of the hotel and up the side of the building until you get to the balcony for your room, which you unlocked earlier.

You can hear him picking the lock from the other side. You wait with baited breath.

He gets in and quietly shuts the door behind him. You wait for a few moments, to make sure he can't run, and just as he approaches Neji, you spring from the balcony.

You are so angry, furious even, that you shove your kunai through his neck with admittedly more force than necessary. He dies quickly, blood staining the carpet.

...

"A'pha?" Neji called weakly from the bed.

"I'm here, baby, you're safe, I just need to take care of the body, okay?"

"Do't leave 'gain," Neji whined, barely conscious. When you didn't immediately reply, he continued, voice desperate, "A'pha, please, 'm scared."

And fuck, that hurt your heart so much to hear. Because of course he was scared. He was powerless right now, and you knew Neji hated that. You were the only one he allowed to see him like this.

"Okay, okay," your mind raced for a solution. "Okay, let me just put it in the bathroom, I'll be right there, Neji."

As fast as you could, you dragged the body into the bathroom, quickly but thoroughly washed your hands, shut and locked the balcony door and then returned to your omega's side. You didn't even bother to shed any clothes but your shoes and bloodstained jumper.

Neji relaxed as you enshrined him in your arms, protecting him from the outside world.

"I've got you, Neji, I've got you."

"Don't- don' leave."

"I won't, I promise. I won't leave your side for even a moment."

"'kay," he muttered. "I trus' you."

[peach-se]

김민정 — - -> Empty classroom's~! -> K.MJ

Warning → Sex, sex in school bathroom, Jelousy, over 18! Sex without protection, mommy kink, Gp!Minjeong, dirty talk.

Paring -> BadGirlGf!Minjeong x SoftieGfFem!Reader

Synopsis -> She’s jealous of another boy talking to her girl.

You were talking to one of your male classmates, Leehan, you guys were talking about the project that your science teacher set that was due in two weeks.

It was about doing some research and writing an essay. Lucky for you, you got a nerd to work with so it would be more easier.

As you were talking, you felt a tap on your shoulder as you turned you saw that it was your girlfriend, Minjeong. Minjeong was a bad-girl, well that what people call her as she's either in trouble or causing fights with someone.

She glared at leehan then at you, "Why are you talking to him..?" She asks the obvious jealousy shown on her face.

You looked her in the eyes, "We were just talking about a science project we have to do." you said, trying to explain to her why you were talking and walking with leehan in the first place.

She took your hand and pulled you behind her. She then looked at leehan.. "I don't want to see you ever talk to my girlfriend again.. you hear me.?"

Leehan pushed up his glasses, "Well then how are me and Y/n supposed to get the project done..?"

"I don't know and I don't care." Minjeong said rolling her eyes and walking off, dragging you into an empty classroom.

You gulped, you knew how Minjeong could get when she was being jealous.

She pinned you against the wall as she stared into your eyes, "You got anything to say about what happened back there.?" She asked, gritting her teeth.

You spoke up, "W-well I-" but before you could finish, Minjeong kissed you.

You hummed into the kiss, you felt as her tongue entered your mouth and started to explode it. Which made you whimper and go weak in the knees.

The kiss broke as you pulled back for air, gasping as you feel her lips kissing your neck.

She left wet kisses before stopping and giving you a Hickey on the right side on your neck. "Ah.. M-Minjeong w-wait.!" You tired to stop her, but it was too late.

She already was gonna mark you, showing everyone that you're hers and only hers.

You let out a whimper, your neck leaning back to give him more space. You had your eyes closed as you tried to concentrate on the pleasure she was giving you.

She groaned, moving her head from your neck to look down at you. As you guys locked eyes she moved her hands to your sides. "You mine and only mine.. got that sweetie?"

She gripped your waist causing you to whimper. He leaned back in and kissed you, you wrapped your arms around her neck as she moved one on his hands between your legs.

Causing you to let out a small moan, "Hmm you like that, huh?" She chuckled as she continued to rub up and down your wet folds through your underwear.

She continued to rub your cunt as she whispered dirty talk into your ears, "Hmm just getting all worked up over my fingers baby."

You felt as her fingers started to pump in and out of your cunt, "Hmm my baby's hole is tight.. no matter how much times I fuck you..huh..? I wonder if you really take me.."

"H-hmpf.. fuck.. Minjeong." you moaned as she chuckled at your state before pulling away her hand from inside you.

"Nuh huh, we're not done yet.." she turned you around and held your hips, "I know you can take it." You look behind you to see her unzipping her jeans and pulling out her huge girthy dick.

You gulped, well you've taken her fully before but she was always big. She then lifted your skirt and moved your panties to the side, she then rubbed her tip all over your folds to gather all your slick to use as lube.

You whined, "Impatient are we now?.." she stopped the teasing and she alined the tip of her cock to your hole.

"Hmm now gonna get what you want princess.." she mumbled as she slowly pushed inside you.

"A-ah fuck." Your brows frowned as you had your mouth in an 'o' shape.

She started pounding into your tight little cunt as you whimpered about it 'being too big' and that 'Its making you feel so full'.

She pulled up your top and let your tits hang out as she massaged them and praised them for how 'they perfectly fitted his hands' and that she 'loved your perky pink breasts.’

She grunted, "hmm so you like that? Huh? You like my big fucking cock pounding deep into your tight little pussy eh?" He muttered as he continued to thrust into you.

"yes..ahmm."

"Yes.. who?" She took your arms and held them behind your back as he pounded into you.

"Ye.. yes. Mommy." You whimpered as you felt yourself coming closer and closer to the edge.

"Haa.. fuck.. who's pussy does this belong to?..." she groaned as she picked up her pace.

"All.. ah hunggg Yours..daddy haa all yours~" you couldn't even think straight. All that could be heard was your moans and her grunts.

"I-im.. hmpff close m-.. mommy." you whimpered as you started to clench around her.

"Hmm cum for me baby... I'm close too. daddy's close..." her thrusts came sloppy indicating that she was close to cuming as well as you are.

After a few more thrusts you felt her seed fill you up,

"Oh shit i'm cumin, l'm cumin." She grunted as she held you close.

"Oh.. Minjeong. i'n f-fxck." You also came all over her cock, so as she pulled out of you. Your and her cum dripped out of your aching hole as you held onto the wall for support.

She pulled your underwear back then let down your skirt, she pulled back your shirt down and fixed you up. As if she didn't just take you here in one of the empty classrooms.

She then tucked away her cock before zipping back up her trousers and putting back on her belt.

Minjeong then kissed your cheek before walking out and leaving you there in the empty classroom all by yourself.

Your legs shaking and now you filled with her cum.

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[vanillarosekiss]

stepdad!john | punishments

aaaand we're back to using capitals because i've figured out that i type differently on my mac compared to on my phone LMAOOO. also figured i should write for john since most posts have been abt simon recently.

warnings: taboo themes (clearly) however all consenting!!!, bratty!reader gets humiliated, impact play, overstimulation, degradation towards the end, john being mean, and many other things i cannot think of!

word count: 0.9k

(ps. went to type 'count' and accidentally typed 'cunt' sighh.. it made me giggle)

You knew it was going to come to this one way or another. You'd been testing his patience all day, relentlessly. Rolling your eyes when he speaks, mumbling silly incoherent replies under your breath, and snapping back with rude quips every time he asked you to do something. Maybe you were having a bad day. Maybe you just didn't care. Whatever it was, John noticed straight away, and he didn't appreciate it at all.

He tried to keep his patience. Tried to give you a chance. Warned you once. Then twice. But he knew you didn't care; you were going to push him to his absolute limits.

It struck a nerve when you'd mumbled something like "It's not like you're my real dad, quit bossing me around." Whewww... the minute that left your lips you knew you'd regret it. He'd heard, of course, and that was his final straw.

"Come here. Now." he said, before you started to walk away from him.

You hesitated - just for a second - but there was something wired in your brain that made your legs move to him before your brain could think and catch up. Maybe subconsciously, this is what you wanted. Either way, you were totally fucked.

You stood in front of him, arms crossed like you had something to prove. Fake confidence. He wasn't stupid, he could tell. That defiance you tried to mimic? It only made him smirk, knowing that you were really the complete opposite of what you tried to show yourself as.

"Got a real smart mouth on you today, hmm?" he started, his voice low and in control. "What did I tell you would happen if you kept talking back?"

You shrugged. Acted like he was taking up the most valuable 5 minutes of your day to lecture you in behaviour.

He raised a brow slightly. "I said I'd teach you a lesson. And you didn't believe me, did you?"

Before you could even answer, he grabbed your wrist, tight but not too hard, and pulled you down firmly over his lap. It somehow felt like a familiar territory, like he'd done this before. The way he held you down was so solid that all you could do was squirm and protest.

"You're not my real dad," you mock yet again, mouth muffled by his large bicep.

He flipped your tennis skirt up so you were exposed, the fabric of your tiny thong being the only thing that covered your cunt. His hand came down suddenly on your ass, hard and sharp. You gasped, the stinging feeling unexpected.

"You don't get to act like a brat all day and then try to dissmiss it," he almost growled, his frustration working himself up. "You want to play grown-up, you'll get treated like one, and you'll take your punishment like one."

Another slap. Then another. Not enough to hurt you, but enough to keep stinging so much that your breath fell heavier and you couldn't stop yourself from squirming.

"Count," he commanded.

You stayed quiet. Big mistake.

Smack. One that was harder this time, you felt yourself jolt forwards in his lap upon impact.

"Fine," you hissed. "One."

Smack.

"T- two," you gritted your teeth together, knowing it would only get worse if you didn't do exactly as he said.

He kept going, slow and measured. Not only did he spank you, but he also lectured you at the same time, his voice low and close to your ear.

"You think I don't notice the way you try to push me? Tryin' to get my attention like a needy little girl, hm?"

His hand stroked between your thighs, trailing up towards your now soaked panties, a little too high. He laughed when he felt the dampness of your skin.

"Look at ya," he murmured, fingers toying with the thong. "Bratty all day just because you wanted this? Wanted daddy to fuck you? Could've asked nicely."

You first blushed in embarrassment, and then glared at him for mocking you.

"Maybe I just like pissing you off." A challenge.

He chuckled, seeing straight through you. "Yeah?"

One arm wrapped around your waist, his hand slipped underneath the fabric, fingers sliding across your slit.

He almost groaned in victory. "Soaked. And all I've done is spank you. Filthy girl, aren't ya?"

You whimpered as he pressed down just enough on your aching bud, fingers still teasing you. He rubbed slow, cruel circles before dipping inside. The strech of his fingers made your hips buck, but he pushed you down, tightening his grip on your waist.

"Stay still. You don't get to come until I tell you to."

You tried. You really tried. But the pressure, the humiliation, the way he was watching you. It was sending you into overdrive.

"John- please-"

His fingers curled a little more as you said his name like that, all whiny. "You beg so pretty when you're not mouthing off," he muttered, fingers moving stronger inside you. "What do you want, baby? Wan' to come on my hand like a good girl?"

You nod frantically, but he tsks you, slowing his movements to an agonising pace.

"Gotta use your words. Hardly being a good girl right now."

"I wanna come," you whine again. "Please, John, I-I'll be so good."

The tears that were threatening to spill from your eyes out of sheer desperation and overstimulation may have eventually softened him up. Or they may have not.

there's a link that would go so perfect with this but i cant find it :(

update… i found the gif and not the link:

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[archangeldyke-all]

I saw this post and said "I HAVE to see if angel sees Sevika in this."

https://www.tumblr.com/sappho-made-me-do-it/761835077309186048?source=share

So what about Reader and Sevika doing a scene and Reader always gets super flustered when Sevika asks her "tell me who you belong to" with a hand around Reader's throat? So flustered that Sevika always has to ask if she wants to continue. (The answer is still yes lol)

GOD this is so sevika coded it isn't even funny (especially now that we know she's choking cait out in season 2, my girl just loves choking)

men and minors dni

"you like that, baby?" sevika asks from behind you. she's been fucking you into the mattress for half an hour now, and she can clearly tell that you like it by the way you're whining and moaning and shaking beneath her. still. she likes hearing you say it.

"fuck, sev, fuck, fuck, fuck, i love it, i love it, i love it sevika." you babble. you're practically incoherent. sevika loves it.

"you're just so fuckin' cute, y'know?" she teases as she reaches forward and pulls you out of the mattress with a hand to your shoulder. "cryin' on my dick-- fuck i love you. i love this cunt-- love how fuckin' messy you are for me. look at you."

she smacks your ass and you squeal. "sevika-- i'm so fuckin' close." you whine. sevika chuckles and lets go of your shoulder. you collapse back onto the bed and squeak when she pulls out of you. "wha!?" you whine. "why'd you--" you cut yourself off with another squeal when sevika flips you onto your back.

"wanted to see your pretty face when you cum." she explains as she lines her strap back up with your entrance. you reach up and cover your face-- embarrassed by her words. sevika grunts and shoves back inside you, smacking your hands away from your face. "lemme see." she demands.

you give up on trying to hide, letting your hands flop down to grab sevika's hips as she fucks you. "i love you, sev." you whimper as you start to fall apart.

"fuck, i love you too." a shudder runs all the way down your spine at her words, and sevika smirks. "gonna cum?" she asks. you nod desperately underneath her. she chuckles, and reaches down with one hand to wrap it around your throat. "i'll let you cum, baby. just tell me who you belong to first."

you must black out.

one moment sevika's fucking you mindless, her hand around your throat-- and the next she's still between your legs, blinking down at you with concern, both her hands cupping your face.

you blink up at her. "wha? why'd you stop?" you ask-- your voice shaky.

sevika snorts a bit, blinking at you like you're crazy. "are you okay?" she asks. you frown.

"y-yeah? a little pissed i'm still waiting to cum but--"

"baby, you just came so hard you passed out! i was worried i actually choked you out." sevika chuckles. "i was about two seconds away from calling a fuckin' ambulance-- no idea how i'd explain that to the paramedics."

as you take in your surroundings, you realize that she's probably right-- if the way your cunt's fluttering around her strap and the puddle of cum under your ass is anything to go by.

you burst into giggles. "well that's what you get for being so fuckin' hot! shit, sevika, gimmie a warning before you try 'n kill me next time, okay?" you ask.

sevika sighs in relief and melts on top of you, giggling and kissing your skin anywhere she can reach. "you had me fuckin' worried." she mumbles.

you giggle. "did you finish?" you ask.

"no, but we're done for tonight-- i nearly shat myself when you passed out, i'm not feeling sexy anymore." she says. you snort.

"hmm. that's a shame." you say, wrapping your legs and arms around her as you speak. sevika glares up at you, knowing the mischievous tone in your voice.

"why's that?" she asks.

"well, if you were still in the mood-- i'd answer your question for you." you say, trying to make your voice as sultry as possible. sevika raises an eyebrow at you.

"what question?"

"who i belong to." you remind her. "mmm. i wouldn't just answer it either, i'd show you."

sevika groans and bites your shoulder, and you burst into laughter as her hips start to move against yours again.

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[shycloudkitty]

Do you think bitting would trigger leon?

Like imagine soft little love or happy aggression bites, in a non aggressive or threatening way being done to him, woukd that be something that makes him freak out at first

Because yk, zombies be bitting and stuff

I think the first time you do it, it would definitely trigger Leon. Tbh I think all of them would be sensitive to this stuff but would have a better control, but it will be a big no no for Vendetta & Re4r Leon.

Love Bite <3

Tags: Comfort, fluff, lil bit of making out <3

Pairing: Any version of Leon

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His eyes widen & tries to push you away. His breathing rises and his mind instantly takes him to those countless moments where he almost got bitten by a zombie. His breathing picks up, panting for breath as you stare at him wide eyed at his reaction. You had no idea he was so...sensitive to all this. And how could you? He never said anything about it.

You slowly approach him, steps slow and steady, soft voice calling his name out. Gentle hands gripping his shoulders, kneeling down to meet his eyes.

"Leon?" Your soft voice breaking his focus to whatever nightmare his brain conjured up.

"Hmm?" He blinks up at you as his eyes finally focus on you.

"Breathe, baby... Breathe. You're here, safe..." Gently rubbing his shoulders and taking a few deep breaths yourself to show him. Pulling him close to your chest as you try to calm him down. "It's just me, baby. We're at home."

He takes a few deep breath, listening to your steady heart beat that never fails to ground him. He slowly comes to his senses & when he realises what has happened he was embarrassed. He smiles sheepishly to you. "Uhh... Hey." Chuckling nervously, his voice sounding a bit hoarse.

Your expression softens and squeeze his shoulders, pulling his face closer to your chest. "You okay?"

He hesitates for a moment, not knowing what to do. This was the first time you saw him like this and was worried what you'd think of him now. Would you think he's weak & pathetic? Not even able to handle a playful bite while making out with you. He just had to ruin the mood by freaking out.

"Leon?" Your soft voice breaks his train of thought. "You still there?" Your arms gently holding him close.

Leon sighs and buries his face in your chest, not trusting himself to speak afraid it would reveal the most vulnerable parts of himself, the ones he was most insecure about.

His adam's apple bobs in his throat as his breathing slows down, strong arms coming around your waist to hold you tightly, trying to ground himself and keeping his thoughts to you, your scent, how warm you're to hold and how sweet you're being to him.

You hug him back tightly and press soft kisses on his head as you try to comfort him, whispering soft comforting words to him.

Few minutes pass, as his hands start to roam over your body once more. He pulls away from your chest, looking at you with a rueful smile. "Sorry about that, didn't mean to ruin the mood."

Your heart breaks at his words, you cup his face, gently caressing his cheeks. "Hey, don't apologize...I should've asked first. It's my fault."

Leon frowns a bit and shakes his head. "No, don't do that. Don't blame yourself about this, angel. You had no idea." His hands grip yours that were holding his face. He brings your hand to his lips and gently kiss each one of the fingers.

He wasn't going to let someone as sweet as you take burden of his traumas, you didn't deserve it and wasn't fair to you.

He gently kisses the palm of your hand next and looks back at you with a sigh "Come 'ere." He says as he gently grips your hips and pulls you in his lap, staring at you with a loving expression. He looks away briefly & says. "The truth is... I don't do this stuff often, making out cause well..." He rubs the back of his neck, chuckling sheepishly. "My job keeps me busy so I rarely get time to date. So even I didn't know about this...that I was sensitive there."

He looks back at you, a part of him feeling nervous what you would say. He was pleasantly surprised when you give him a soft smile and kiss his cheek. "That's okay, it's not for everyone, it's alright."

He breathes a sigh of relief. "You sure? I mean it's such a simple thing... I can try again, I won't freak out like that."

You shake your head. "Sweetheart, it's alright. We're good...we'll just...take it slow..." Your hands slowly travel back to his body and whisper softly. "We will take it slow..." And kiss his jaw, slowly inching towards his lips.

Leon's cheeks flush a bit at your actions as you console him. "Yeah, slow sounds good." His voice cracking slightly.

You playfully bite his earlobe. "So, should we keep making out or..."

Leon's hands move over your waist and pulls you close. "Yeah, I wanna keep going." His fingers gently grip your chin and pull you for a kiss once more.

And soon you both lose yourself in each other's arms, kissing and expressing your desire all night long.

[heavyhitterheaux]

Roommates Until Further Notice (Slight NSFW)

See Me Through You Blurb

Synopsis: Getting your way has always been second nature when it came to your husband, but when he once again tells you no regarding a well-known request of yours, you let him know how he's not being fair

Pairing: Husband!Joe Burrow x Wife!Reader

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Requested by: a gorgeous anon 😍

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When Joe had gotten back from Miami to celebrate the Bengals finalizing deals with both your twin and Tee, you had been working on designing the nursery when he made his presence known by wrapping his arms around you and kissing the top of your head.

“Hey pretty girl.” Joe quietly said as you turned around to properly hug him.

“Hi handsome.”

“What are you up to?”

“Just looking up different designs for the nursery. I think I'm leaning toward it being elephant themed.” You replied as you smiled at him and he instantly raised an eyebrow.

“We still aren't buying one. I don't care how many times you try to sneak it in when we're talking. The answer is still going to be no.”

“Why are you such an ass sometimes? Riddle me that.” You crossed your arms as you set your phone down and all Joe did was shrug.

“Oh, so you can buy batmobiles but I can't get an elephant? Fucking hypocrite if I ever saw one.”

“Don't you dare start and that's different!”

“It is NOT!”

“One is literally an animal that is as big as our house.”

“You can't even drive it out on the street.” You shot back and Joe instantly closed his mouth before opening it again.

“YET!”

“I'm calling Robin and I'm telling her that I'm sending her youngest child back to her because he doesn't know how to act and getting on my nerves.”

“Because I won't buy you an elephant? Please be serious, princess.” Joe sighed as he followed you to the living room.

“I should put you on a restriction. No sex until you buy me what I want.” Sitting on the couch, you opened your phone back up to Etsy where you were looking up different designs while Joe snorted.

“You'll probably break before I do.”

This made you look at him in disbelief and you folded your hands in your lap and nodded your head but not before sucking your teeth.

“Then let me make it easier for myself. I don't think I can sleepover tonight.” You replied and Joe had gotten a dumbfounded look on his face.

“This better not be one of those stupid TikTok trends. You literally live here. You are my wife and we share a last name.”

“Since when!? That's news to me.”

“Princess, please don't start and stress me out.”

“You're the one causing the stress. And besides, my mom said so.”

“Your mom?” Joe asked, not believing what he was hearing.

“Yes, that's what I said? Can you not hear me?”

“Your mom that lives in New Orleans?” Joe asked and you nodded your head once more.

“Yes. She told me earlier before you got here.”

“And we are currently in Cincinnati?”

“What is this? Geography class?” You asked Joe as he rolled his eyes at you.

“All this over an elephant?” Was all you had to hear for you to turn up your nose at him and sigh.

“I bet the elephant is cheaper than that damn batmobile. So let me grab my keys.”

“Wait, what? Baby it is almost nine at night, where are you going?”

“Haven't you been listening? I can't stay tonight, especially since you said no to buying my elephant.” You replied as you slipped your slides on that were by the door which happened to be the most comfortable shoes for you these days.

“You are really milking this aren't you?”

“Not my fault that you're a bad roommate who doesn't listen to me.”

“ROOMMATE?! WE'RE MARRIED!”

“Hmm, we're roommates until further notice.” You told him as you tried to open the door, but it was stopped by Joe's hand.

“Are you done having your temper tantrum?” He asked from behind you while leaning down to whisper in your ear.

“Move, so I can leave. I'll go and bother my little brother.”

“You sure you want to leave? And you know for a fact that he'll be calling me to come and get you as soon as you walk over there.”

“Yes, now unhand me, roommate.”

Next thing you knew, Joe's hand slipped inside your shorts and started moving his fingers in a small circular motion along your clit while slowly planting kisses down your neck.

“I didn't realize that roommates did things like this. Still want to leave?” He asked at the same time he inserted one of his fingers.

“You get on my nerves.”

“Is that how you talk to your roommate who is about to make you cum in his mouth?” Joe whispered in your ear before both of his hands made a swift movement and your shorts were now pooled at your feet.

No answer was heard from you as Joe got on his knees and started eating you out from behind making you gasp.

Joe's grip on your thighs became tighter to hold you in place as you leaned against the front door for stability since at any moment you felt like you could fall over.

“Good roommates keep their legs spread, or do I need to call you my good girl for that to happen?” As soon as the words ‘good girl’ left his mouth, it was a wrap with a moan erupting from you, which made Joe laugh as he used both his mouth and fingers to pleasure you.

As soon as you felt your release was near, Joe pulled himself away from you and pulled your shorts back up your legs before you heard his voice and you were confused about what was now happening.

“See you tomorrow I guess.”

“Excuse me!?”

“Well according to you, we're roommates until further notice and I realized that I only make my wife cum. So do what you will with that information.” He told you as he shrugged and gave you a small smirk which earned him a sigh from you.

“Okay. Since you want to go there, sleep on the couch, Burrow. Until further notice.” You told him as you turned around to look at him and crossed your arms in disbelief.

His eyes went wide and he was quickly starting to backtrack.

“Wait, babe. Hold on a minute.”

“Extra pillows and blankets are in the hall closet which you already knew so goodnight.” You replied as you started to make your way up the steps.

“All this for you to stay and kick me out of our bedroom? I need you next to me.”

“Oh, really? I thought the batmobile was going to keep you warm?”

“You're seriously not going to let this go are you?”

“Talk to me once you buy my elephant.”

[arc-misadventures]

Escort Mission

Ren: Hey, Jaune, I got us a quest!

Jaune: Oh, what did you get for us?

Ren: An escort mission.

Jaune: Naww... You know how much escort missions suck!

Ren: I know, but this one is easy. We're just going outside the city limits to a nearby forest.

Jaune: That's pretty close, who needs an escort to the nearby forest?

Ren: Well, it's also a fetch, and carry mission. Apparently we're escorting an herbalist while they collect herbs in the country side.

Jaune: Oh that makes sense. How much is the pay?

Ren: Ten gold coins.

Jaune: Ten gold?! (Whistle~!) Someone wants their herbs... alright then, let's go see this herbalist.

Ren: Alright follow me.

~~~

Ren: Hmm... This is where the city's academy is located.

Jaune: We're escorting a academic? Hmm, that explains a few things.

Ren: The pay, and the quest details?

Jaune: An academic may have some combat experience, but in my experience, academics tend to focus too much on the sparkly trinkets than they do on the monster's sneaking up on them.

Ren: And, since they have some adventurers following them they can double for pack mules for them.

Jaune: And, thus a ten gold reward for a quest to pick flowers.

Ren: We've done worse.

Jaune: I'm not complaining.

Ren: Sounds like you are.

Jaune: I'm just pointing out how weird this quest is.

Ren: How is it weird?

Jaune: Well, it's not a weird quest in, and of itself. It's just we've been do so many slaying quest lately that doing something as simple as herb gather just feels weird.

Ren: ...

Ren: No that... that makes sense...

Jaune: This city has an elven spa, it has a hot springs; Want to go there after all of this?

Ren: Yeah, I think we could do with a bit of a break.

Jaune: Great! Let's finish this mission, and then go enjoy the hot springs at the spa!

Ren: Hot springs!

~~~

Ren: This is it...

(Knock Knock!)

Ren: Hello? We're adventurers here to accept an escort mission for herb gathering?

: Hmm? Oh yes! Just give me a moment... (Crash!) Oh shoot!

Jaune: Must have caught her at a bad time.

Ren: Don't think she was expecting anyone to accept her quest.

Jaune: For ten gold though?

Ren: Good point.

: Ahh! Sorry. I was busy with organizing my... Jaune?!

Jaune: Weiss?!

Weiss: Jaune?! W-What are you doing here?!

Jaune: My friend, Ren here, and I are here to accept your quest for an escort for herb gathering.

Weiss: Oh... I should have thought of that, but I just never expected you would accept my request...

Ren: You two know each other?

Jaune: Uhh... yeah. Her, and my families are old friends, we grew up around one another so we're very good old friends.

Weiss: V-Very good friends~!

Ren: Uhh huw...?

Ren: You two have smash before haven't you?

Jaune: Yes, but the reason, Weiss is so excited to see me is, she's my fiancé.

Ren: She's your fiancé?!

Weiss: One of them.

Ren: 'One of them?!'

Jaune: Yeah, I have several fiancés. My mother was a match maker who wants lots of grandkids. Lots.

Ren: The fact you are a child of a succubus probably plays a part in all of this?

Jaune: Ahh, yeah.

Ren: And, you're okay with this?

Weiss: Oh yes, I'm well acquainted with several of my cowives. While, we are all right going are our own separate paths, me being a herbalists for example, we plan to all get married together in a few years, and live together as one happy family.

Ren: Ahh... Okay... So are those the bags you want us to take for collecting herbs in?

Weiss: Oh? Ahh yes! Yes they are.

Ren: Okay, I'll take those, and wait for you at the entrance of the academy, and let you two... catch up...

Jaune: Thanks, Ren. We won't be too long.

Weiss: Well, hello my knight~!

Jaune: Hello, Snow Angel~!

Weiss: Mmmm~! Ahh~! I almost forgot how nice your lips taste~!

Jaune: And, I forgot how you can use tat long tongue of yours~!

Weiss: Mmmm~! It's so go to see you again, my love.

Jaune: How have you been doing, eating well?

Weiss: I've been enjoying my work; I asked for people to escort me on this quest to collect some rare herbs so I can see if I can grow them in a controlled environment. How about you?

Jaune: Been on various quests, mostly monster slaying, and monster material gathering. Gathered a few new scars for you to run your fingers over.

Weiss: Ohh~? And, have you met any pretty woman on your journeys?

Jaune: More than a few pretty ladies.

Weiss: Have you... Have you met any slimes girls...?

Jaune: A few~!

Weiss: Oh~! You can introduce them to me some day?

Jaune: Perhaps. Hey, Weiss.

Weiss: Yes?

Jaune: Ren told me about an Elven spa with a hot springs in the city. We were planning to go there after we finish this quest of yours. Would you like to accompany me there after we're finished here.

Weiss: I would love to. You know, we can rent out a couples spa, just for the two of us~!

Jaune: Then shall we get going?

Weiss: Lets~!

Jaune: ...

Jaune: Are you going to uncoil yourself from my legs?

Weiss: Ahh?! Sorry!

Jaune: Haa... Gods you're adorable.

Weiss: Shut up...

Jaune: Weiss?

Weiss: Y-Yeah?

Jaune: I love you, my snow viper.

Weiss: I love you too, my white knight.

[daenysx]

imagine giving james a skincare sesh where reader is seated comfortably (on his lap ehm) and he lets her put all sorts of moisturizers, face masks and even lip balm on him and he secretly LOVES it and after they eat homemade cookies and watch their comfort show

thank you for requesting!! i had so much fun writing this, it's my skincare routine applied to james. i guess that means he's literally my boyfriend now (support my delusions please <3333) you can send me requests for james!

james potter x fem!reader, fluff

"are you ready?" you say, grinning. you carried most of your skincare essentials to living room, ready to give your tired boyfriend a nice spa day.

"yes." james walks out of the bathroom. "i washed my face."

"with the cleansing jel?"

"yes, baby." he sits on the couch next to you. you place yourself on his lap expertly, his face looks dry and clean. you lean to give him a kiss on his cheek, james settles down on couch with his back to pillows.

"okay." you say, clapping your hands. you're excited to give him a nice treating, he deserves all the best. you've never understood how boys have clear and smooth skin naturally, james certainly doesn't use as many products as you do, but he lets you do anything you want to him. skincare is like a therapy for you, quality minutes you spend on yourself. it's relaxing, taking care of your body without a single thought in your mind, you want james to experience it, too.

"let me just pull your hair back first." you say quietly, using tiny hairclips to secure his curls.

"why are you whispering?" he asks, whispering.

"i wanna create a relaxing ambience for you." you answer. "whispering is a part of it."

"oh." he teases. "okay."

you take your face toner in your hand, pouring some of it on a cotton pad. "close your eyes, jamie." you say, start applying it on his skin.

james relaxes into the pillow, his hands keep you balanced on his thighs. he likes how excited you get to take care of him, he likes being spoiled by you. your fingers are gentle on his face, almost invisible.

"now i'm gonna put on a face mask, handsome." you say, tearing the package of the mask. "it can feel a bit cold."

"that's okay." he mumbles. you place the mask on his skin carefully, adjusting the sides to cover his entire face. "what does this do?"

"um," you read the package. "it's for hydration mostly, and it has vitamin c in it."

"cool." he has no idea what vitamin c does for skin.

"we're gonna wait for 15 minutes." you say. "can i massage your hands while we wait?"

this must be some kind of special heaven for james. he gives you his hands blindly, you put on hand cream on the back of his hands and start rubbing it nicely on his skin.

james sometimes complains about how rough his hands feel, he washes them a lot and always neglects applying moisturizer. the cream feels good, like he has the skin of a baby now. you're being really sweet on him, he likes the way his muscles loosen up under your fingers.

"you're an angel." he says, a deep sound coming from his throat when you press a tight spot between his thumb and forefinger. "my fucking angel."

you smile, giving the same care to his other hand. james feels his hands go numb when you're finished. you clean the remnants of the cream on your hands before taking the mask off his face. "there you go." you put the used mask aside. "feels good?"

"i feel like a baby."

you laugh. "you're gonna be like a baby when i'm done."

it's a nice promise, james likes it very much. "i'm gonna apply some under eye cream now." you whisper. "you have no dark circles, i'm so jealous."

"it's because i actually have a sleeping schedule, lovely girl." he smiles. "something you lack, you know."

"hmm."

you massage his face a little bit before applying some moisturizer. you don't think any more products are needed for james, his skin is already perfect and the mask takes care of a lot of things. you want his face to be relaxed, so you keep your fingers on his cheeks. he smiles a lot, there are little lines on the corners of his lips and eyes that start forming. you can't help yourself, you kiss his lips softly. he immediately reacts but you pull yourself back, focusing on your work.

"what's the point of relaxing if i'm not gonna get a kiss?" james frowns.

"you'll get your kisses." you promise. "when i'm done."

applying moisturizer is so easy, his skin is glowing now. you make sure you cover every little spot on his face. "it smells good." he says. you nod even though his eyes are closed. "it really does." you say.

"and now," you put the cream away. "lip mask."

"lip mask?" james opens his eyes. "how will i kiss you if i have something on my lips?"

you laugh at his dramatics. "it never stopped you before. you always ruin my lipstick, remember?"

"not the same thing."

"come on, be a good boy for once." you tease. james parts his lips in shock. "once? this is a vile accusation."

you stop him, putting on a tiny bit of lip mask on his lips. he presses his lips together clumsily. "it tastes nice. is that strawberry?"

"you're not supposed to eat it!" you laugh. "leave some of it at least."

"mm, okay." he says. you fix his hair, and put a kiss on his cheek. you hand him the remote before leaving his lap. "i'm gonna bring you some cookies, can you pick a show?"

james nods, watches you clean up the mess through sleepy eyes. his skin has never felt this soft, he wants to pinch his own cheeks. he opens up the show you both like as he waits for you.

you come back with a plate full of cookies. james pulls you into his lap again. "i'm gonna eat just one." he says smugly. "i can't ruin my lip mask and i don't want crumbs on my face."

you laugh. "you're getting really good at this skincare thing."

"thanks to my angel." he says, he kisses your cheek three times. "i love you so much."

"i love you, too, baby." you say, your hand in his curls. "i can do it anytime you want."

"good, because i don't think i can go on without this anymore." he says like it's so obvious. "now, i remember i was promised kisses."

you settle down on his lap. "i don't wanna ruin your lip mask."

"it's not ruining, babe." he disagrees. "i'm willingly sharing my lip mask with you."

you laugh until your chest hurts.

[alwaysmicado]

You wanted this

3.1k | 18+ MDNI | fwb!Joel Miller x f!reader | pt. 1

When he gives you this look, you know you're fucked - literally.

Warnings: no outbreak au, implied age gap, alcohol, smut: piv sex, rough oral m and f receiving, rimming, choking, D/s dynamic, creampie, pet names, degradation/praise Summary: Joel and you have a fun dynamic going. You provoke him, he punishes you - you both get off. When you meet him after you’ve fucked someone else, he decides to show you who you belong to. It’s all fun and games, right? A/N: Please read the warnings before you continue! You're about to read unadulterated filth. We're headed straight for Whoreville™️ and there's no getting off early (wink wink). We'll see more of these two for sure... Comments and reblogs are appreciated! 🖤 pt. 2 / series masterlist / AO3

“You look hot,” you purr into Joel’s ear. “Expecting someone special?”

He chuckles and turns to look at you with a smirk. “I actually was. But she was too busy flirting with some random guy over there, so now I’m just entertaining myself with a drink.”

He taps the glass and studies your face. You look especially stunning tonight, your skin is glowing and your smile is illuminating the dimly lit bar.

“I wouldn’t exactly call it flirting,” you coo, playing with the straw of your cocktail. Joel raises an eyebrow in amusement.

“Is that right? What else would you call it, darlin’?”

“Trying to explain to him why I left him alone in bed a few days ago and never returned his calls,” you answer while maintaining eye contact.

“Hmm, and why did you?” Joel asks, taking another sip of his drink.

You scoff and shake your head. “None of your business, Miller.” He gives you a knowing smile and nods. 

“It’s a shame though.” His deep, sultry voice makes you shiver. “I know how nice it is to wake up next to you.” He puts his hand on your knee, causing your skin to heat up and a familiar ache to grow between your legs. 

“You’ve only ever done it once because I was too drunk to go home, so how would you know, hm?” you purr, leaning in to be closer to him.

“So feisty today.” He starts caressing your thigh gently, brushing the hem of your mini dress. “I’m assuming you’re frustrated because you haven’t been fucked right?”

You chuckle and down the rest of your drink. “I dunno, Joel. What would you call not being able to walk for the past three days because he fucked me for hours on end? I’m sure you could still see bite marks on my thighs if you looked closely.” You smirk and open your legs for him to see you’re not wearing any panties. 

Joel’s grip on your thigh tightens, his eyes completely black now. “You wanna act like a whore, baby?” he growls and grips your hip with his other hand. “You know I got no problem treating you like one.”

He starts kissing your neck with his warm wet lips, mumbling into your skin how he’s going to enjoy putting you in your place. Your legs are trembling and you’re moaning softly into his ear. 

He loves seeing you like this - squirming under his touch, pupils blown, a satisfied smile playing on your lips. All because of him.

“Get up,” he orders, “we’re going.”

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“Last chance, darlin',” Joel growls, “I ain't gonna be gentle, so get the fuck out now if you can't take it.” Oh, now he did it. He's playing you like a fiddle and you both know it.

“Do your worst, old man,” you bite back, raising an eyebrow at him. 

“You’re gonna regret that, sweetheart.” He glowers at you, the darkness in his eyes setting all of your nerves on fire. 

He closes the distance between you two in a few strides and towers over you menacingly. You can feel the heat radiating off his body and smell the irresistible scent that is so uniquely him. The ache between your legs is becoming unbearable. 

Joel leans in, his left hand pulling you close by your waist, his right hand grabbing the back of your neck, forcing you to meet his gaze. 

“I’m gonna fuck you so hard you forget you ever even met that asshole. You understand?”

“Yes, sir,” you nod, wetness seeping out of your pussy. You fucking love it when he gets like this. 

Joel’s eyes carefully search yours and when he’s satisfied with what he finds, he immediately pulls you close to capture your mouth in a hungry kiss. He’s greedily sucking and biting at your lips, tangling one hand in your hair and squeezing your ass with the other, wanting to devour you - make you his. 

You’re just as eager to give him what he wants, completely pliant under his touch, moaning into his mouth and rubbing yourself on his thigh. 

“Fuck,” Joel pants, breaking the kiss and tracing your swollen bottom lip with his thumb. 

He looks into your glazed over eyes, mesmerized by the fact that such a stunning creature is submitting to him so willingly. He palms himself over his pants, his cock painfully hard and in desperate need of relief.  

“On your knees, baby. Hands on your thighs,” he commands, his gaze never leaving yours while you lower yourself on the floor. “Good girl,” he praises, unzipping his pants and pulling them down together with his boxer briefs just enough to free his heavy cock and balls. 

You gasp at the sight, never really getting used to his sheer size, despite having taken him before. You bite your lip and press your thighs together to relieve at least some of the burning ache in your core.

“God, you’re beautiful when you’re desperate for my cock,” Joel murmurs, tilting your chin up and pressing down on your tongue with his thumb. “My beautiful girl. Now, you’re gonna take what I give you, darlin’. I’m not gonna stop, so don’t even try your whining. The only thing I wanna hear is you gagging on my cock, got it?” 

“Yes, sir.” 

“Good.”

Joel positions himself in front of your mouth and taps your lips with the tip of his cock. “Open up, baby, stick your tongue out.” You do just that and Joel hums approvingly. 

Holding the base with his right hand, he slides his cock into your warm wet mouth in one single thrust until he’s hitting the back of your throat. “Fuuuck, that’s it, baby,” Joel groans. “I’ve missed your perfect mouth so much.” 

You gag and sputter, trying to move your head to relax your throat for a second, but Joel is faster than you, gripping the back of your head with both of his hands, effectively holding you in place. 

“Nuh-uh, princess,” he tuts mockingly, “where do you think you’re going, huh?” Your eyes are watering and you feel like you’re choking, but Joel just smirks at you. “Eyes on me, sweetheart. I want you to look at me while I’m fucking your pretty face.” And with that he sets a punishing pace, bucking his hips into your mouth over and over again. 

You’re gorgeous - on your knees, reduced to a crying, drooling mess over his cock. Joel's clenching his teeth, every muscle in his body strained while forcing you to take his length. 

“You’re doing so well, baby. So perfect for me,” he groans, sending shivers down your spine. Your clit is throbbing and you can feel yourself growing wetter with every second.

When one of Joel’s thrusts hits particularly deep, you instinctively brace your hands against his thighs, trying to push him away. He just laughs at you, tightening his grip on your neck. 

“Poor baby,” he scoffs, “not used to my big cock anymore? Why fuck that loser if he doesn’t even do it right, hm?” Your cheeks are burning and you shove at his legs again. “Keep doing that,” Joel chuckles. “you look so cute when you try to fight me.” 

He thrusts his hips a few more times before pulling out with a strangled groan and releasing your head. “Don’t wanna come yet,” he mumbles. You’re immediately gasping for air, chest heaving, tears still spilling down from your now closed eyes. Joel scoops up the thick string of saliva that connects his cock with your lips and spreads it on your cheeks. His soft touch doesn’t match the filthy action.

He crouches down so he’s on your level and tilts your head up gently. “Hey, look at me,” he scans your face. “You okay?”

Your eyes meet his concerned gaze. “Yeah, yeah. Just needed a second to breathe,” you reassure him.

He looks at you intently for a moment longer before getting up and motioning to the bed. “Take your clothes and shoes off and lie on your back.” 

You get up and pull your dress over your head, take off your heels and sway your hips on your way to Joel’s bed. It smells like him and you hate that you can’t stay and fall asleep here. Pull him close at night, savor his warmth, marvel at his precious sleepy face in the morning. 

As soon as you’re lying in the middle of the bed, your head propped up on Joel’s pillows, he walks towards you. “Spread your pretty legs for me, darlin’. I wanna see how wet you got choking on my cock.” 

You slowly open your legs while keeping eye contact. Joel sucks in a sharp breath at the sight of your puffy and glistening cunt. He unbuttons his shirt hastily, letting it fall to the floor. “Touch your clit, baby,” he pants, unlacing his shoes and keeping his eyes on you. 

You obey and start circling your neglected bundle of nerves with two fingers. A desperate moan escapes your lips as you’re finally able to get some relief. Joel takes off his shoes and pants, staring at you for a second before climbing on the bed and stopping between your legs.  

“Fuck, baby, you’re so beautiful.” He slowly traces your legs with his fingertips, enjoying how you writhe under his touch. When he stops just at the apex of your thighs, you whine desperately, only for him to do it again.

“Please touch me, Joel, please,” you whimper, unable to keep your composure anymore. He sits back on his heels and keeps caressing your thighs while you’re continuously drawing circles on your clit. 

“D’you fuck him raw?” he asks, grabbing your wrist to halt your movement.

You gaze into his dark eyes and shake your head, “No.”

He nods and starts peppering your thighs with kisses, gripping your hips with his calloused hands.

“Good,” he murmurs, nipping and biting at your soft skin, “‘cause I’m not wearing a goddamn condom with you. Gonna pump you so full of my cum you’ll be leaking me until I fill you up again.”

You whimper at the prospect of feeling Joel’s warm cum deep inside you again and try to shift your hips, so he’ll finally touch you where you most need him.

“Mmm, yeah baby, I like the thought of that, too,” he smirks, his face now hovering right above your wet cunt. “But I really wanna taste you first.” He starts by spreading your lips with his hands, opening you up for him to look at you fully exposed.

“Fuck me, sweetheart,” he groans, “you have the cutest little pussy I’ve ever seen.” He draws the hood of your clit back with his right thumb, keeping your lips spread with his left middle and index finger. You mewl at the sensation, spurring him on to finally latch his lips onto your yearning clit, sucking eagerly before licking a broad stripe from your asshole up to your wet slit. 

“Oh fuuuck!” you cry out, clawing at the sheets when he repeats the motion with his tongue, now also circling your clit with his thumb.

“Mmm, you taste divine, darlin’.” He slides two fingers inside your warm cunt, pumping them in and out of you steadily. The squelching sounds from your pussy mixed with the sound of your breathy moans are making Joel dizzy. 

Right when he feels your walls starting to clamp down around his fingers, he stops his movements. “Turn around for me, baby. Ass up face down,” he orders, sitting back on his heels to watch you get into position. 

“Good girl,” he purrs, “being so good for me, doing everything I say”. He caresses your ass cheeks and the backs of your thighs before dragging his nose through your wet folds, inhaling your intoxicating scent. Your whole body shivers at the sensation.

Joel starts sucking on your clit again while fucking you with two of his thick fingers. You clench around him, the way he’s rhythmically pumping his fingers in and out of you almost enough to send you over the edge right then. 

“Fuck, baby, so sensitive today,” Joel teases, licking from your clit up to your asshole. He starts lapping at the tight ring eagerly, reducing you to a whimpering, trembling mess when he dips his tongue inside of you repeatedly. “Mmm, I love the pretty little sounds you make for me,” he groans, wiping his mouth and chin with his forearm.

He spreads your cheeks and looks at your exposed holes in awe. You look absolutely delicious and Joel wants nothing more than to bury himself as deep inside you as possible. He laps your juices up thirstily, the vibrations from his moans sending shockwaves through your whole body. His throbbing cock is leaking precum, screaming for attention.  

“I need to fuck you, baby” Joel hisses, manhandling you onto your back. He’s on you in an instant, kissing you hungrily, his hand gripping your jaw.

You squirm underneath him, tilting your pelvis to gain some friction. “Please, Joel, please fuck me.”

He keeps his eyes locked on yours as he finally aligns his tip with your core and pushes his cock into your wet hole in one quick thrust. You gasp at the intense sensation of him splitting you open, not allowing you any time to adjust to his size.

“Oh fuck, baby, your cunt is gripping me so hard I can barely move,” Joel moans breathlessly, rolling his hips to pump his cock inside of you again and again. 

His pelvis puts delicious pressure on your swollen clit and you start to push against his thrusts to chase your high. Joel grabs your legs and puts them over his shoulders, kissing and biting your calves until you scream. The new angle allows him to hit a spot deep inside you that has you quivering and shaking, bringing you closer to your orgasm with each powerful thrust of his hips. 

“Oh fuck, Joel, you feel so fucking good,” you moan, throwing your head back and curling your toes. He grins, reaching around your legs to grab your soft tits with his hands. He massages them roughly, tweaking your nipples until you cry out in pain.

“You’re so perfect for me,” Joel pants, mesmerized by the way your body moves under him. “My perfect little slut.”

Your cunt involuntarily clenches around him and you can’t hold back the needy moan that escapes your lips.

“Oh, the princess likes that, huh” Joel teases. “Likes when I call her my little slut?” You furrow your brow and nod at him. “Mmm I like it, too,” he groans while continuing to snap his hips at an unrelenting pace. “Always want you to be my slut. Mine.”

You can feel your orgasm approaching fast, the combination of Joel’s cock and possessiveness hitting all the right spots in your cunt and mind. 

“Fuck, baby, your pussy’s choking the fuck outta me,” he chuckles, burying his face in the crook of your neck, sucking and biting at the delicate skin. You cry out from the overwhelming mix of sensations and Joel answers you by putting his hand around your neck, expertly shutting you up without cutting off your air supply. 

“Stop being a brat if you can’t take the consequences, baby,” Joel murmurs, his face hovering above yours, an amused smile playing on his lips.

You glare at him, but he quickly disarms you by leaning down and kissing you passionately. You wrap your legs around his waist and dig your nails into his back. Your skin is on fire and you have zero control left over your body.

It’s all his.

He puts your left leg over his shoulder again, splitting you open even more. The volume of your desperate moans increases as Joel keeps fucking your pussy with abandon.

“Fuck, that the spot baby?” he pants.

“Yeah,” you whimper, “please don’t stop.”

“Look at me.” He grabs the side of your neck and rubs your cheek with his thumb. “Tell me your mine.” He looks at you with wild eyes, sweat glistening on his skin. 

“Yes, Joel, fuck I- I’m yours. Fuck, keep going,” you whine, the tension in your core so close to snapping.

“I got you, baby. Let go for me, I wanna feel you,” Joel encourages you, chasing his own high deep inside you. 

“Oooh, Joel, I’m gonna come,” you sob as your walls spasm and contract around his cock, shockwaves of pleasure gripping your whole body and blurring your vision. You’re convulsing in ecstasy, not knowing where your body ends and Joel’s begins.

In this moment right now, you’re one.  

“F-Fuck!” Joel comes so hard his final thrust pushes your body up the bed. He spills himself deep inside you, your pulsing pussy milking every last drop of his cum. He collapses onto you with a strangled groan, panting heavily. 

“Fuck, darlin’, you tryna kill me or something?”

You giggle and start drawing shapes on his back with your fingers. Joel kisses your neck and hums contentedly, making sure his cock stays buried inside of you for as long as possible.

---

“Are you gonna be good from now on, hm?” He nudges your cheek with his nose. You turn to face him and look into his eyes. 

“No, sir.” 

He chuckles and tucks a loose strand of hair behind your ear. “Good girl.”

You press a soft kiss on his lips before turning around and getting up. You put your dress and heels back on and walk over to the bathroom. 

“You don’t need to leave, you know,” you hear him say from behind you. You sigh and flick the light on. 

“I can’t stay, Joel.” You look into the bathroom mirror and quickly comb through your hair with your fingers. Your makeup is smudged, but it’s dark out so you don’t care. 

“We could order from that Indian place you like and watch Heat again. Besides, it’s getting late,” he murmurs, looking at you with his big puppy eyes. 

You smile at him, but don’t answer. He nods slowly and gets up from the bed to lead you to the front door. 

“Okay, sweetheart. But text me when you get home, alright?” 

“I will.” 

He presses a gentle kiss to your forehead. 

“See you around, darlin’.”

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[sweetbunpura]

One of the Many Ways to Use an Eel's Love of his Shrimp Against Him

It was the finals, the finals against RSA for crying out loud, it was the last five minutes and NRC was down by one point. And here Floyd was, laying against all the chairs as he crossed his arms and closes his eyes. He had suddenly refused to play, quoting it as being too boring, The team and coach were begging him to step back in the game, all of their desperate pleas falling on deaf ears. Ace whined about the whole thing and Jamil had to agree with him, they had worked hard this season, only to have it uprooted by one very temperamental eel.

The Scarabia vice dorm leader sighed with a shake of his head as he looked out into the stands behind him. His gray eyes flicked around quickly before landing on the exact person he knew could change everything around. He waved her down and nodded his head as she pointed to herself. Everyone in the stands watched as she got up and walked down the steps. Jamil looked at her, a sly smile gracing his lips as he noticed what she was wearing.

"Floyd." Jamil turned back to face the merman.

"I said no already, Sea Snake, don't make me squeeze ya." His eyes were closed and his hands were behind his head. "This ain't fun enough for me to keep playin'."

"Oh, you're quitting? So I wore this for nothing?"

Floyd's eyes snapped opened and looked at the newcomer as everyone on the team turned to face them. Yuu was standing next to Jamil, with her hands on her hips and wearing... Floyd's letterman jacket over her shoulders along with what looked to be a modified cheerleading outfit with his number and name on it. He shot up, straight as a pole as his eyes focused hard on his girlfriend.

"Y-you wore that for me?"

"I mean, I did, but if you're not gonna play then this is going to waste." Yuu fake pouted. "Here I was, hoping to cheer on my boyfriend."

Jamil shook his head, playing along with her. "Sorry, Yuu, and you had something planned for him afterwards if we won."

Yuu let out a heavy sigh. "And that's up in flames too, I made homemade takoyaki and everything... We were gonna spend the rest of the night and the whole day tomorrow together too."

Floyd immediately got to his feet and looked at the Coach. "I'm goin' back in, we're winnin' this." He turned to Yuu. "Eyes on me only, okay Shrimpy?"

"Of course." She smiled.

He gave her a quick kiss and rushed to return to the court, his teammates quickly followed him. Jamil held out his fist, which Yuu pounded as she returned to the stands. NRC finally won against RSA that night, nothing could've stopped the rampage Floyd was going on. Ace and Jamil watch from their seats at one of the nearby fast food restaurants as Floyd wrangles Yuu into his lap and demands a smooch for winning.

"Jeez, what the power of a girlfriend will do." Ace drank a bit of his soda.

"Mmm-hmm." Jamil ate one of his fries. "But that makes it easier to lure him into doing what needs to be done."

"That's gonna backfire on us one day."

"No, it wont. On Azul, yes, but not us."

[dark-and-kawaii]

Pssssst

*Tosses Commander Lightfeather at to you with a note attached to his leg*

Zevlor loses control while we're on our hands and knees. Is he grabbing the headboard or a fistful of our hair?

⋆౨ৎ˚⟡˖ Scream His Name ˖⟡˚౨ৎ⋆

*gets absolutely destroyed in the face by a pigeon* Hmmmm *reads over the note with a feather in my hair* I see, okay… hmm yes, yes!!!! I see the picture here!!! I’m in love and yes!!! I totally lost control of this and made it long!!!

Summary: His hands left the headboard, his claws grazing your hair, his body lowering, pressing into your back, his tail curling around your waist, “I want to hear you scream my name, dear.”

♡ Content: NSFW - Rough - Hair Pulling - Bite Mark - Zevlor Empties Himself Inside You

♡ Notes: Both. Both is good.

Your head was thrown back, your hair falling against your sweat drenched skin. The feeling of his hot breath tickled your neck as his hips collided with your ass.

Each time those pretty moans escaped you, Zevlor could feel his cock throb inside you, could feel how his tail would twitch each time your pussy clenched around him. His claws digging into the headboard as he slowly lost himself in your heat. It didn’t help you looked so beautiful on your hands and knees.

Doggystyle wasn't exactly Zevlor’s favorite, but he would take any way of being inside you he could get. The tielfing hellrider could never get enough, always craving you like an addict.

You could barely speak, a whimpering mess. Your body jolting forward each time his thrusts grew harder. His name being chanted like a prayer from your lips. He loved it, his own name falling from that mouth of yours.

His hands left the headboard, his claws grazing your hair, his body lowering, pressing into your back, his tail curling around your waist, “I want to hear you scream my name, dear.”

Before you could react, Zevlor tangled his fingers into your hair, pulling your head back and forcing a cry from you. His other hand wrapped around your throat, your hands wrapping around his wrist- mouth agape. His mind racing, he could barely think. Zevlor couldn’t remember a time he felt like this, so needy, so desperate for more of you. He couldn’t imagine not feeling like this again.

His nails dug into your scalp, his fangs grazing against the side of your throat. All the while he kept thrusting inside you. Each one faster, harder than the last. The grip he had on your hair tightened as he felt your walls tighten around his cock, his teeth sinking into your skin, his name ripping from your lungs.

It was a symphony. Your cries, the sound of his skin colliding with yours, the feeling of your juices dripping onto his cock, it was too much for him.

His eyes closed, his body stilling as he came inside you, his hips twitching as he emptied himself. His tail wrapped around you tighter, as if he were afraid you'd disappear. He couldn’t imagine you leaving him. Didn’t want to imagine you leaving him.

He didn't realize how long it was until he was done, how long he was holding his breath, his teeth buried into the flesh of your neck.

His eyes fluttered open, the fogginess slowly disappearing. He released his grip on your hair, his hand leaving your throat. His tongue flicked over the bite mark he left on your neck, his tail finally unwrapping from your waist.

A part of him was afraid you wouldn't move, afraid he had scared you off… “by the nine hells- I- i'm sorry. I got carried away...are you- alright?” Zevlor swiped his thumb over your bite, his eyes darting over to you, worried, “I- I didn't mean to. You just.. you felt-“

The only response he got was you rolling onto your back, his cock slipping from your depths, his cum seeping out as your arms wrapped around his neck, pulling him close, kissing him softly.

“Im perfectly fine~ My love~” Your leg caressed his thigh, his infernal marks rubbing against your skin, “Do it again~? Won’t you please~?”

[wanderingxiao]

hiii, its my first time asking hehe, i have a nsfw request tho i'm not sure if you're up for it (inspired by a conversation i had with my bestie when we're flirting as a joke)

basically, scara and y/n flirting and then says "are you ice cream? cause i’d lick you up till your done" and laugh about it thinking it'll make scara flustered, but he just smirks are y/n and says "Oh that was smooth. Although, I must admit... I have a feeling I would be the one doing all the licking." hehehehe

i hope you have a good day/night!

Filthy Flirt~

Scaramouche x Reader *NSFW*

Warnings: Lewd flirting, Oral (Female receiving), male masturbation, cursing, overstimulation, Scara being slightly mean and suggestive~

A/N: Bro, how tf did this get away from me so fast oml 👀 I should be studying for my final tomorrow but here I am, indulging deeper into my love for Scara 😍💜 Thank you for the request! Hope it’s too your liking! <3

It was supposed to be a study date. Key words: supposed to. Of course, Scaramouche knew you couldn’t go one interaction with him without flirting playfully with him. It irritated him honestly. How dare you flirt so casually with him without making a move on him? Sure, you’d been best friends for years, but he had wanted more than that for a long time, and your constant flirting was beginning to get the better of him.

“Mm, are you ice cream, Scara? Cause I’d lick you up until you’re finished~” You teasingly cooed to him, putting your chin on your palm as you gazed at him mockingly. A smirk played on your lips when you saw his face flush lightly. Despite his embarrassed blush, he sneered and gave you a scoff, before he stopped and looked back at you. It startled you seeing him smirk so confidently.

“Hmm, smooth. Although, I must admit…” He leaned across the table, his smooth and warm hand coming to pull your shirt forward. His hot breath fanned over your ear, making your cheeks rise in color and your eyes widen in surprise and embarrassment. “I would be the one doing all the licking, wouldn’t you say, (Y/N)?”

You pushed him away flustered, your face completely red. The sexual tension began to rise between the two of you. Your eyes darting all over the place while your face refused to get rid of the glowing blush. Scaramouche was beginning to get frustrated, his mind unable to focus on your project and instead imagining how lovely your voice would sound having him tongue fuck you into oblivion.

“Tsk, forget this stupid fucking assignment.” He slammed his laptop closed, shoving his and your things into his own bag quickly before he snatched up your hand and pulled you out of the booth at the cafe. You were too surprised to even process what was going on before he drug you by your wrist out to his car in the parking garage. “And fuck your stupid teasing. It’s so annoying my ears threaten to fall off every time you say one of those cheesy fucking pick-up lines.”

He yanked the back seat of his car open before he pushed you inside, throwing his things into the floor before he climbed on top of you. His fingers grabbed your face roughly, pulling you into a sloppy and heated kiss. It was no surprise to him how you kissed him back eagerly, it just proved to him that you wanted him to do this. It was all he needed before he began to tug on your skirt and panties, his tongue flicking and swirling over yours as he deepened your passionate kiss.

“A-Ahh, Scara-“ He suddenly clamped his hand over your mouth, his eyes glaring down into yours with a fiery pit of lust pooling from his gorgeous indigo eyes. “Shut up. All I want to hear, are your moans of pleasure from how well I tongue fuck you.” Your body shivered beneath him, nodding obediently at his demanding tone. He smirked, his hands pushing your knees apart eagerly. “Good girl.”

Scaramouche groaned at the sight of your glistening folds on display for him. So wet just from one suggestive little comment from him. “What a fucking whore, I love it.” He keeled down, his breath blowing over your pussy, eyes rolling back at the way your hole clenched around nothing in anticipation. With a sexy groan, Scaramouche flicked his tongue between your folds, the tip gliding up and down your entrance.

A moan tore through your throat, your legs trembling beside his head as you struggled not to close your legs on him. Your neglected clit pulsated under his teasing licks, your hips unconsciously bucking into his mouth for more. His hand came to smack your butt roughly, causing a surprised squeak to leave you as he looked up through his dark beautiful lashes.

“Don’t you dare. You’ll take what I give you. Be a good girl and stay still.” His voice was full of authority, his expression demanding you obey him. He was in complete control right now and there was nothing you could do. Best thing to do is just be a good girl and listen, or else he wouldn’t give you what you were desperately aching for. “M-mhm, I-I’m sorry…”

“So pathetic…” A dry chuckle resonated from his chest, his tongue going back to work against your drooling cunt. His nose came to lightly brush against your puffy clit, his tongue dipping back and forth against your entrance, teasing you cruelly. Your hands gripped against the headrests of his car seats, your teeth grit as you struggled not to move and stay still beneath him. It was proving much more difficult as his nose pushed harder against your clit.

“S-Scara! P-Please- ngh! -n-need more!” Another laugh came from below, his lips vibrating against your pussy. You shuddered in response, looking down between your legs to see him sitting there so comfortably and smug. “Look at you.” He scoffed lightly, bringing his fingers to trace up and down your slit before spreading your folds to see your gaping hole. “So weak and desperate. All at my fingertips. You look good like this. Maybe this will make you be quiet from now on and learn not to tease me, you filthy fucking flirt.”

“Ahh!” You gasped and cried out in bliss from his lips enclosing around your clit, his tongue flicking quickly against it while he occasionally sucked on it. Your back arched, moans picking up in volume, hands flailing and clawing at the headrests in overstimulating bliss. Before you knew it his fingers were knuckle deep inside, pumping quickly inside your pussy. Lewd squelching and sucking noises came from below you, overwhelming your senses and pushing you closer to the edge.

Scaramouche pushed his face further into your cunt, his tongue coming down to flatten against your hole and lick his way up to your clit before giving it a sloppy kiss with a smack of his lips. His back and neck began to ache from the little space in the car, but he didn’t care, your taste was absolutely divine. He didn’t want to stop. Not when the sound of your moans and the taste of your cunt sent him to cloud nine.

“Scara-! Hah! Mmgh! Wait, wait, wait!! Mmhh! I’m c-cumming! G-Gonna- ngh-! Cum! Scara! Scara!” Your beautiful voice grew desperate beneath the sinful touch of his tongue and fingers. Your lips chanted out his name like a mantra, only making the painful stiffness in Scaramouche’s pants more and more unbearable. His unoccupied hand slid down quickly to pull his cock out, quickly stroking it to relieve himself of his aching arousal.

His fingers pushed deeper to hit your sweet spot, his tongue curling over your throbbing clit to send you over the edge. You cried out his name loudly, your hands coming to entangle into his neat indigo hair, pushing his face harder into your cunt as you whined out his name again. He groaned lowly, the movements on his throbbing cock becoming all the more agonizing. He could feel himself getting closer to the edge, getting off on your taste, your touch, and your sexy noises.

You couldn’t hold yourself back anymore, your thighs coming to clamp around his head while your body twitched violently as an intense orgasm washed over your frame, creaming all over his face and his fingers. He quickly pulled his fingers out and pried your thighs off him with one hand before he slammed a hand beside your head, stroking his cock feverishly above your cunt as his climax approached rapidly.

“F-Fuck! (Y/N)! Ngh-!” He let out a few ragged breaths before cursing loudly with a moan following close behind, his cock twitching as he spurt cum all over your slippery cunt. Your juices mixed together, some even dripping against the car seats that slid off your glistened folds. Scaramouche felt light headed, his body burning with pleasure, his face sticky and wet with your fluids and his legs shaky from his intense orgasm. “Shit…” He breathed out. “That was… fucking amazing.”

You were too weak to reply, your legs falling limply beside him as you gazed up tiredly at him. “M-M’ sorry for teasing you… I-I just… like you… a lot.” With a weak smile you leaned up to peck his lips lightly. Your heart almost skipped a beat seeing his slightly flushed face and ghost of a smile. “Tsk, it’s about time you told me…filthy flirt.” He scoffed, turning his head away from you in attempt to hide his flustered expression. He brought his sleeve up to his mouth before he grabbed your skirt and panties and handed them to you embarrassed.

“Now hurry up and put these on. My apartment is 15 minutes away. I suggest you recover quickly, because I’m far from done with you.”

Thank you reading! Hope you enjoyed! 🥰💜