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honey-on-your-tongue · 1 month ago

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Corruption kink with boyfriend Simon Riley, part 7 (nsfw)

Part 6 here

Making out with Ghost on the couch, your pretty hand rubbing his hard cock through his pants while he’s knuckles-deep in your pussy. He pulls away slightly and murmurs against your lips, “God, I just wanna fuck that mouth of yours, pretty girl.”

You freeze, hand ceasing its movements, eyes wide. “What?”

“I want your lips on my cock, baby,” he replies, gently tracing your jaw with his fingers. “What I did with you, you can do to me, too. You can use your mouth on me.”

You blush, obviously reluctant. Simon won’t push you, but the thought of it is making his head spin.

“It’s okay if you don’t want to, baby, just thought it would be nice, is all,” he assures.

“No, I…I wanna do it,” you say. “I just don’t know how.”

“It’s just like sucking a lollipop,” he tells you. “C’mon, I’ll teach you. Kneel in front of me?”

You get onto your knees between his spread legs as he sits on the couch, your pretty eyes filled with nerves. He pushes his pants off, his cock springing free.

He runs his knuckles over your cheek before his hand moves to the back of your head, fingers tangling in the hair there. He pulls you closer, guiding your lips to your cock. “You can go ahead and lick it, baby.”

Tentatively, you give the tip a kitten lick and Simon hisses, cursing under his breath. Encouraged by his positive reaction, you lick him again.

“That’s it, baby. Just do what you’re comfortable doing,” he groans, watching you lick around the bulbous head.

Your tongue moves a little lower, tracing the veins on his underside, and Simon grunts, cock twitching. He lets you lick him for a while longer before he pulls your head up.

“Open wide for me, baby,” he instructs. You part those pretty lips of yours and Simon slowly pushes his cock into your mouth. Your innocent eyes widen, breathing hitching at the stretch. “You’re okay, you’re okay,” he assures you, caressing the back of your head. “It’s okay. Breathe through your nose, baby.”

When he sees you’ve calmed down some, he pushes your head to take more of him. “That’s it, girl, like that. Deep breaths. Tap my thigh if you need me to stop, yeah?”

You hum in response, eyes fluttering shut.

“Deep breath, gonna push you all the way down, ‘kay?” His hand guides your head down, making your pretty mouth take the entirety of his huge cock until he’s hitting the back of your throat and you gag. “I know, a little more.” He stops when your nose grazes the skin of his lower abdomen, and you look up at him, eyes glossy, eyelashes wet with tears. He almost comes at the sight.

“Now suck, baby,” he says. You obey like the good girl you are, and he inhales sharply through his teeth. “Fuck.”

He lets you get used to the sensation of having him in your mouth while you suck before he says, “Now move your head up and down, girl. We’ll take it at your pace.”

Needless to say, Simon doesn’t last long. Watching your lips around his cock, the way you look up at him with tears spilling from your pretty eyes pushes him over the edge quick. He comes down your throat, grunting and moaning, trying his hardest to keep himself from thrusting into your throat.

“Fuck, baby, c’mere.” He pulls you back up to him, pulling you onto his lap. He uses his thumb to wipe the corner of your mouth, where your saliva and some of his come has gathered, before pushing his thumb into your mouth. “You did so well for me. Now how about you lie on the couch, hm? Lemme return the favor, been dying to eat your pussy all day.”

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scintillasofbeomgyu · 1 year ago

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GUYS. I STARTED WATCHING “Best Choice Ever” because i love xu kai and yang zhi, and I thought from what i read of the synopsis that it’d be a cool little drama to pace myself and watch while I study BUT OH MY GOD ???? I AM SO FUCKING INVESTED IN THIS SHIT IT IS CRAZY ?!?!?!!???? ITS SO GOOD

#and lemme tell you #the face economy in this drama?#FUCKING INSANE #like everytime xu kai and yang zhi share a frame #I GET OVERWHELMED BY HOW BEAUTIFUL THEY BOTH ARE #and I LOVE their characters too 😭😭😭😭💘#they fr know how to pick their dramas !!!#I’m just mad we haven’t had this pairing sooner !!!!#like yes we love ourselves a good xu kai and bai lu drama #BUT HIM AND YANG ZHI????#Loosing my damn mind #aisha talks: chinese drama

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fakebwitch · 9 months ago

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need you

[rafe cameron x fem!reader]

summary: rafe woke-up from his sleep, he’s needy and you’re right next to him.

warnings: smut, dirty talk, praise, pnv, unprotected sex

rafe sighed heavily moving in bed, he tried to change side of the pillow but both were hot, and the fact that his cock in the boxers was hard didn’t help at all. he looked at the alarm on the bedside table next to him 2:46 a.m., it had been going on like this for almost an hour, he shifted his gaze next to him where you slept blissfully without having the slightest idea of what was happening next to you.

could he jerk off? yes of course, but at that moment it wasn’t his hand that he wanted, it was your pussy, feeling your wet walls sucking him inside and squeezing him was what he needed. he tried to restrain himself, not wanting to wake you up for some of his dirty pleasure but it was becoming unmanageable.

his gaze moved down, your back slightly arched while you slept on the left side, the little babydoll you were wearing had risen slightly making the base of your ass visible to his eyes. he cursed internally as you released small murmurs.

he groped his cock with his hand feeling the fabric of the boxers slightly wet from his pre cum. he turned sideways towards you, approaching so that his cock was against your ass, he released a choked moan at the sensation, his hand rested on the soft skin of your thigh slowly rising stopping with a firm grip on your waist. “babe..” his voice was low and hoarse, his mouths a few centimeters from your ear, his despair grew more and more as he slowly began to rub against your ass.

“baby wake up... I need you” his voice this time louder as you slowly began to come out of your state of sleepiness, you opened your eyes feeling his warm body pressed to yours, all you could see was black apart from a few glimmers of light coming from the window. “rafe...” you moved slightly, your mouth kneaded as your eyes automatically closed again, wanting your sleep back.

“what is it?” you managed to say, your eyes still closed while his hand was still firm on your body, you felt small grunts coming out of his lips while his hips moved slowly against your ass, looking for some kind of friction, his hard cock against the soft skin of your asscheek, “lemme take care of this” he whispered.

“I’m tired baby” you almost complained, but rafe didn’t seem willing to stop, “i know pretty girl, i’m gonna do everything ‘kay? you don’t worry about it” he insisted, you could feel the despair in his voice and seeing him in that state for you made you feel the same way. “be quick” you said moving your ass on him, a grin formed on rafe’s face as his arm moved under your body, grabbing your tit in his hand.

he quickly lowered his boxers, his hard cock came into contact with your ass, his tip red and swollen desperate to release. he raised the babydoll to your belly moving the pair of panties you were wearing to the side, his tip pressed against your wet entrance as his hand gripped your ass. he squeezed a hand around the length directing his tip to push inside your hot hole.

rafe entered inside you slowly making you feel every single inch of his length stretch you, you couldn’t help but moan at the sensation while rafe behind you did the same thing, loving the way you felt around him. “just made for me mhm? nice and warm ‘round me” he praised you, his eyes closed fully enjoying the feeling of being inside you, slowly pulling himself out and then pushing himself back inside you.

his thrusts were deep but slow, hitting the right spot making you bite your lip. “lemme take care of you baby, go back to sleep” he whispered in your ear, but you weren’t listening at all, your mind still sleepy while rafe used your pussy to get himself off, you weren’t sure if it was a dream or it was really happening.

“mhm faster” you said feeling his cock throb inside you and despite the state in which you found yourself you felt needy for more, “i got ya” rafe pleased you, his thrust faster as the room filled with the sound of his body slamming against yours, his cock came out and entered quickly inside your wet pussy.

you let out a loud moan as rafe’s hand moved towards your clit, his fingers applied the right pressure moving quickly on the bundle of nerves causing your body to tremble, your hand tightened onto the pillow.

“fuuck soo good” your voice choked by the various moans as rafe squeezed your nipple, you moved your arm back wrapping it around his neck, pushing him even closer to you than he already was. you turned your face to him to feel his lips, the kiss was messy and sloppy interrupted by your continuous moans. “that’s right baby, squeezing me so fucking tight can barely move in here” his dirty words did nothing but bring you even more to the edge, arching your back meeting the speed of his thrusts.

“you there baby? give it to me” rafe incited you leaving sloppy kisses on your jaw going down to the neck, he could feel how your body was shaking and how your pussy was tightening around him that you were about to reach your peak. “i’m so close rafe” you breathed feeling a weight forming in the lower stomach, his thrusts faster and faster helping you reach your orgasm.

“go on, cream all over my cock” his words did nothing but push you even more to the climax and with a loud moan you let yourself go, your hand tightened around the pillow while you released yourself on rafe’s dick. rafe’s hand tightened around your ass, his thrusts slowed down becoming deeper, he himself was approaching his orgasm.

“gonna cum in this pussy, fill you up so good” you whined at his words, his still hard cock abused your overstimulated pussy, you could feel every single vein of his length pumping inside you and you almost reached your second orgasm. “I want it rafe” you said desperately, your voice low and tired, the sleepiness had amplified after the orgasm and in a few seconds you would fall back into a deep sleep.

“yeah? Imma give ya every single drop” he reassured you, his words trembling as he felt himself getting closer and closer. “s-shiit... that’s it” his voice choked by a loud grunt, he stopped deep inside you while his cock covered your walls with his hot cum. you were now almost asleep when you felt his liquid fill you and his low grunts behind you, you unknowingly emitted a little whining at the sensation.

after a few more thrust he reluctant pulled himself out, he emitted another low grunt at the loss of the sensation of your pussy holding him so tight. while he was putting his dick back in his boxers he realized that your breath had become deeper, now completely asleep.

“did so good princess, i love you” he whispered leaving a sweet kiss on your shoulder.

#drew starkey #outer banks #outer banks x reader #rafe cameron #rafe cameron x reader #x reader #drew starkey x reader #smut

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eyeheartboobiez · 9 months ago

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nicknames that bruce + the batboys would call you

warnings: sexual themes in jason’s part, fem!reader a/n: just sumn slight. enjoy😁

⁎⁺˳ 𝒷𝓇𝓊𝒸𝑒 ミ

❀ bruce grew up wealthy so he would definitely call you something more on the classy side

❀ things like darling, angel, dear, my love, etc.

❀ he also has a habit of referring to you as “my wife” (because he’s possessive asf)

❀ “sorry guys, i really can’t stay for another drink. i’ve got to get back to my wife.”

❀ “you said these shoes were dior? oh, im sure my wife would love these.”

❀ on the flip side, he also really likes referring to himself as your husband (one might say he does it for the ego boost)

❀ like whenever you too are meeting someone for the first time, he'll introduce you first and then only introduce himself as "your husband"

❀ because why should someone care about him, a mega rich billionaire, when his lovely and radiant wife is standing right next to him?

⁎⁺˳ 𝒹𝒾𝒸𝓀 ミ

❀ dick would definitely be the type to call you something super lovey-dovey and over the top

❀ sugarplum, honey bunches, buttercup, (and if he really wants to get on your nerves,) shnookums

❀ he knows it’s lame, but he genuinely doesn’t care

❀ since his love language is acts of service, you tend to hear a lot of "let me get that for ya, honeybun"

❀ or something like “hey sugarplum! im on my way home from work, you want me to pick up anything?”

❀ or even "don't worry about dinner honeylove, lemme take care of things tonight."

❀ regardless of how annoying it is, you can't help but love his teasing nicknames for you

❀ like you two are that annoying couple that everyone loves can't stand seeing at the function (i know valentine's day hatesss to see yall coming)

❀ off topic but if the two of you had a kid together, i imagine him nicknaming your daughter ‘love bug’ (AWWW)

⁎⁺˳ 𝒿𝒶𝓈𝑜𝓃 ミ

❀ despite his thick exterior, jason’s a lover boy at heart

❀ he’d call you stuff like babe, doll, sweetheart, hon, y’know all that cheesy stuff

❀ most importantly though, this boy lovesss to call you mama

❀ like for example, he usually likes to greet you with a casual "hey mama, you doin okay?" followed by a quick peck on the check

❀ or if you're being goofy trying to get him to feel better, he'll probably say something like "c'mon mama, cut it out" as a smile inevitably blossoms on his face

❀ alongside this, he also has a weird kink thing for calling himself papa

❀ either “thatsss it sweetheart, come to papa” or “let papa bear handle it, ‘kay? you just sit down there and look pretty f’me.”

❀ you have absolutely no idea where he got it from because jason swears up and down that he's never done it until he got in a relationship with you

⁎⁺˳ 𝓉𝒾𝓂 ミ

❀ while tim is such a sweetheart, so his pet names for you would most definitely reflect that

❀ sweets, pretty, baby love, cutie; simple stuff like that

❀ also, let’s not forget that this boy is a certified LEWSER, so that also shows within you guys’ relationship

❀ he sometimes calls you pookie (he’s chronically online…)

❀ he'd probably be up texting you at 2am (because why wouldn’t be be up at that time) and is like “hey pooks u wanna check out this new italian place i found? i saw that they serve a few of ur faves”

❀ he also has a nasty habit of referring to you as dude or bro

❀ you'll often get random tiktoks from him throughout the day like "bro look this is totally us" or "me & u fr🥹"

❀ sure it's corny but the sentiment is sweet so you don't really mind

❀ a lot of people think the relationship you both have may be a bit odd, but neither of you care (and that's all that matters <3)

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simpforboys · 5 months ago

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Frat!Rafe teaching his sweet tutor how to kiss before her date…

warnings: kissing, suggestive(?)

"Hold on - you're telling me you've never kissed anyone?"

You nervously shake your head, chewing on your bottom lip.

You've been tutoring Rafe in statistics for about three weeks now. It's been going okay, mostly him flirting with you and you shyly laughing, thinking he's just messing around.

But now that you told the popular frat boy you have a date tonight with some Braden Langford, Rafe is curious to know what else you have or haven't done.

He's laying on your twin xl bed, making himself comfortable in your dorm room. You sit across from him in a crisscross, stats textbook on your lap with papers and a graphing calculator next to your thigh.

"Are you making fun of me?" You mumbled anxiously, starting to pick at your fingernails.

Rafe was the first boy to ever be in your room, technically the only person you've ever had in your room since you lived in a single and didn't really have other friends.

"No, baby. 'M jus' surprised," he murmured in disbelief.

It's quiet for a moment before he speaks up, something off in his alluring blue eyes. "Ya said you're goin' on a date t'night?"

You nod, doe-y eyes meeting his.

"He might try t'kiss ya, y'know," Rafe warns, trying to hide the jealousy building in his chest at the thought of his girl tutor going out with another guy.

You remain silent for a moment, blinking at the tall boy on your small bed. But then before your brain could process it, you were blurting out the request.

"Teach me?"

He looks at you for a moment, completely stunned, but also a small smirk curled onto his lips. You quickly tried to backtrack.

"I jus' mean that you kiss girls a lot and you have sex all the time and I don't know anybody else and --"

"Baby, shhh," he cuts off your rambling, the smirk now bigger.

"I'll teach ya how t'kiss, sweet girl. But y'gotta listen t'everythin' I say, mkay?"

You nod, face hot as he grabs the textbook off of your lap. You were already nervous enough as it is about going on your first date, now Rafe Cameron is going to teach you how to kiss?

"’M gonna put my hands ‘ere, kay?” He tells you softly, big hands moving to hold your hips.

“Eyes. Want those pretty eyes on me, pretty girl.” He commands firmly yet gently, not wanting to startle you.

Your eyes flicker down to his, heart pounding in your chest. Butterflies filled your tummy as you stared at him, subconsciously licking your lips.

He lets out a small hum, leaning in slightly to brush his lips against yours. “Lemme take the lead, yeah? Jus’ follow me.”

He gently presses his lips to yours. You instinctively flinch at the new contact, but eventually your eyes flutter shut as you melt against Rafe.

His hands grip your hips a bit better, helping you onto his lap. He moved his lips with yours, fitting together perfectly as he swiped his tongue over your bottom one.

You gasped into his mouth, causing him to slip his tongue in and slide it perfectly against yours. Your own hands move off of your lap, but stay in the air, not knowing what to do.

He takes your hands and guides them onto his shoulders, pulling back so you can both pant together.

“Good girl, baby… doin’ s’good.” He murmurs breathily, before capturing your swollen lips with his again.

As the kisses went on, you continued to melt against him, your body burning from his addictive nature.

Your hands slid down his chest, fingertips gently squeezing in to feel his pecs as you sat perfectly on his lap and made out with your tutee.

Eventually, though, you had to pull away because your lungs were burning with the need for air.

His eyes flutter open against yours again, staring at each other as he rests his forehead against your own.

“Y��okay?” He asks softly.

You nod, breathless and mind a little fuzzy that your first kiss was that good, the type of good that’s only seen in those romance movies.

“Good.”

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kurooh · 11 months ago

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MIGHT LET YOU MAKE ME JUNO ! — HAIKYUU

⊹₊˚. featuring timeskip! miya atsumu, miya osamu, kuroo tetsurō, iwaizumi hajime, & suna rintarou tryin’ to knock up their pretty wife !

warnings ★ 18+ content — mdni, fem! reader, breeding, cuddlefucking, doggy, talk of kids & pregnancy, fluff, creampies, shower sex, minor cockwarming, squirting, full nelson, mirror sex, mention of lactation, mating press, cum in panties (offscreen), not proofread.

xoxo, juno ★ my namesake?! hehe, cheers to the surviving haikyuu fuckers on my blog <33 ty for your patience!! as always, send in some asks/reblog if you enjoyed, i love reading comments/tags

— MIYA ATSUMU

“go ahead ‘n slut yerself out all over my cock, baby.. fuuuck, jus’ like that.”

atsumu’s lips part around a needy moan, jaw hanging slackly in some kind of disbelief. after such a lengthy, tiring day, he found himself trudging into your shared bathroom to greet you.

he’d gotten hard in seconds, seeing your tits pressed against the glass door as well as your face, lidded eyes and cute pout enticing him to come join you. when he got onto his knees to get you ready, you’d bent over and tossed him a knowing smirk over your shoulder.

“lemme see that ass move again.. shit, ‘s perfect. yer perfect.” you giggle, throwing your ass back onto his cock, eyes rolling back when his tip kisses your cervix just right, sending sparks of pleasure right through your veins.

“tsumu, this isn’t all that fun,” you huff, the wild need for him to truly ruin you growing by the second. “wan’ you to fuck me, and make me yours.”

“baby, yer already mine,” atsumu lands a slap on your wet asscheek, startling you enough for your legs to spread further. “good girl,” he praises, hushed and under his breath. he reaches upwards and pulls the shower head down, pushes it into your hand and changes the setting.

“use this on yer clit, ‘kay? when yer feelin’ like ya wanna cum, don’t. hold it ‘n we’ll cum at the same time, yeah baby?”

you nod, and he smacks your ass hard, leaning backwards. atsumu pushes a hand through soaked gold strands, chuckling lowly although his voice has a serious edge to it. “‘s not how we say yes, is it?”

“y-yes, tsumu. at the same time.”

he draws his hips back, then finds himself advancing forward brutally. he doesn’t think about anything beside you — you, you, you. with the scent of your body wash tangling in the hot air, the beautiful curves and slopes of your body, the noises you make for him only.

your chest heaves when the steady spray of the shower head soon reaches your clit, immediately proving to be overwhelming and intense paired with him fucking you.

“so god damn tight,” atsumu hisses, nails digging crescent moons into the plush skin of your hips as his own collide with your ass. the bathroom is full of steam and the rhythmic clap of skin against skin — it’s hard to keep from trembling with how good everything feels, all over.

frantic panting cuts through the sound of your whimpers as atsumu feels himself nearing his peak. it’s nasty, downright filthy, the way your nails drag down the wall tiles as you desperately hump your ass back into him.

gasps of your name and affectionate nicknames fall from his lips like a sacred prayer, blending into a whiny harmony as atsumu’s thrusts grow rougher.

“baby,” he chokes, voice tight. “ya better be close, can barely last.”

“tsumu, cum inside me,” you beg, skin burning and pussy squeezing uncontrollably, squelching growing louder. “p-please, i can’t— i’m gonna cum, ‘m gonna—” your body tenses, and the shower head falls to the floor with a clunk that neither of you register.

luckily atsumu looks down at the right moment, sees you squirt, pussy gushing onto his pelvis. as if your back arching and your clenching pussy wasn’t enough, he ends up cumming too hard, ribbons of white gushing deep into your awaiting pussy.

“fuckkk,” he groans, overstimulation setting in way too quickly and causing him to pull halfway out of your fluttering cunt.

“no, tsumu,” is all you can heave out, pushing back hard enough to send him into the wall behind him, muscled back hitting the tiles as he lets out a startled oomph. “wanna keep it inside, feels so good.”

— MIYA OSAMU

“samu,” you mumble into his lips, tossing a leg over his hip. he grunts, nose nudging your cheek as he pulls back. “yeah? what’s on yer mind, angel?”

“had a dream about a baby,” the words are spoken softly, and osamu’s fingers lightly graze your chin as he makes you look up at him. “i know it’s kinda stupid, but it was so..” your voice trails off sheepishly and there’s a pause before you admit, “you were such a good dad, samu, ‘n so sexy too.”

your bare bodies are bathed in the morning sunlight, warm and comforting as it peeks in through the curtains. this is the perfect moment with him, skin to skin, his cock still inside you as you kiss and talk about dreams of the future.

in his chest, feelings stir and ideas come to life in his head; osamu presses his hips forward with a hushed moan.

“well, i’ll give ya a baby, angel,” large hands smooth over your hips as he helps you turn away from him; then they pull you close, grabbing at your tits and tugging your nipples between his fingers.

“samu,” you sigh, words fading into a content moan as you feel his hips draw back, then advance forward, against your ass. “i want you to fill me up, give me everything.”

“only if ya take it all,” osamu huffs, tucking his face into your shoulder and closing his eyes as he starts to fuck his cock into you deeply. the thick tip kisses your sweet spot over and over, and if that wasn’t already overwhelming enough, your hand wanders towards your swollen clit.

somehow, osamu’s faster than you, releasing one of your tits and swatting away your hand before he’s finding your clit with his index finger and rubbing it in messy circles.

“s-samu, fuck— jus’ like that, don’t stop!”

your back arches against him, hips twisting as a heat spreads through your veins, fiery and intense in the best ways possible. the movement of your body and then the frantic clenching of your pussy is too intense for him; sharp whines escape his throat, muffled as osamu bites into your shoulder desperately.

“i-i— shit, ‘m gonna fill you up,” is all you can make out from his rushed mumbling, and you turn your head quickly, desperate for his lips.

“kiss me, samu. kiss me as you cum inside, please.”

it’s as though the words break him — his face twists as he kisses you, whole body tensing. he presses his cock deep, thickening and throbbing before he’s gushing cum and can’t seem to stop.

“ah, fuck,” he tosses his head back, fingers scrabbling at your nipples as his chest heaves against your back, heart pounding steadily.

you cum with a whine, grinding down on his cock in an effort to get him impossibly deeper. as you ride out your highs together, trembling deliciously, he can’t help but dissolve into giggles of pure happiness.

“angel, ya got that baby for sure, jus’ like ya wanted, hm? ah, i can’t wait for a mini-me or a mini-ya. yer gonna be the prettiest mom, swear.”

— KUROO TETSURŌ

“fuck, babe. you’ve got no idea about what i saw today,” tetsurō huffs, warm breath fanning over your tits as they bounce, controlled by your bra.

spices clatter as tetsurō sweeps his arm across the kitchen counter behind you, clearing the space so you can lean back a little easier. his grip on your thighs doesn’t waver, nor does the ruthless tempo of his hips.

“tetsu, what’d you see?” you gasp, tears threatening to pour over your waterline.

“well, i saw this family,” he grunts, thrusting into you particularly hard now that he’s recalling the memory. “the dad had their kid on his shoulders, and the mom was pregnant. they looked so happy, and it made me think of you.”

“is that so?” you ask, spreading your legs impossibly wider as an invitation. you bite your lower lip, rolling your hips against his in an effort to get his cock deeper.

“tetsu,” he raises his eyes from the mess between your legs to your face, earnest and flushed. “kiss me, baby.”

tetsurō obliges, lets you tug him forward by the chin, mesh his lips with yours. it’s warm and sweet, the aftertaste of the dessert you’d been making as his surprise for when he’d come home. your tongue slips between plush, parted lips and moves with his gently, quite a contrast from the rough way he’s fucking you.

“ah, shit,” he moans, struggling to kiss you back when he feels your sticky walls clenching down on his too sensitive cock.

tetsurō leans forward and buries his flushed face in your shoulder, kissing the tender skin a few times before nipping it and then finally biting down into your shoulder.

he practically loses it when you wrap your legs around his back, heels digging into muscle as you push him forward. in a hushed tone and into his ear, you say sweetly, “tetsu, fuck a baby into me.”

“oh, i fucking will, princess.”

although, despite his rough words, he’s wheezing and whining every now and then into your shoulder, hoping it muffles his sounds.

your hand slides up his neck and tangles into dark tufts of hair, pulling tight as your own orgasm approaches. your pleasure mixes with his own, and just before the knot in your belly snaps, you feel a strong pulsing deep within your pussy.

he groans loudly, burying his cock deep just as it starts to gush, painting your walls white. your nails dig hard into his scalp and the sting of pain only seems to make him get a little more vocal.

tetsurō pants into your neck, trying to find his bearings now that his limbs feel like jelly.

“hold me?”

— IWAIZUMI HAJIME

“h-haji, this was a good call..”

“oh yeah?” hajime’s voice rumbles in his chest, strong and steady against your back as he keeps your legs wide open. “have we ever tried this one?”

“i don’t think so, but we definitely will in the future.”

“feels that good, princess?” hajime chuckles, eyeing your reflections in the mirror mounted across the bed. for a moment, he considers the two of you puzzle pieces — he sees that his cock fits snugly inside you, and the thought that you may be made for each other briefly crosses his mind.

“of course it does,” a sheen of sweat glimmers on your face, skin glowing beautifully in the mirror. “god, hajime, y-you’re so deep..”

he notices your eyes falling shut, head tipping back, and he raises his hand to lightly smack your cheek. “mm, princess, gotta keep watching. i want you to see yourself cum, alright?”

“fine,” you huff, feet dangling in the air and bouncing every which way as he fucks into you, heavy balls smacking your pussy with each stroke.

“what made you wanna try this?” you ask, knowing you should save the question for later, but you’re too curious not to ask. why would your husband come home someday and randomly want to try a new position you’d never heard of?

“well, you know..” in the mirror, you catch the flush on his tanned cheeks. “we’ve both caught the fever recently, and this is a solid position for makin’ babies.”

you gasp sharply when hajime turns his hips ever so slightly, and the resulting sensation causes pressure to build in your pelvis. “shit— right there, haji, just like that..”

he grunts, body stiffening as he tightly holds you in place and fucks into you like it’s the last time you’ll ever be like this together.

“wanna get you pregnant,” hajime groans, abs flexing with the effort of maintaining his merciless pace, “i wanna—shit—wanna breed you.”

“you want it that bad?” you breathe, just barely keeping your eyes open and focusing on your bouncing reflection. “fuck me full, then, haji.”

hajime doesn’t question it, thinks of you with a swollen belly and milky tits all for him to hold and take care of. you, with your glowing skin and beautiful body from all the pregnancy hormones.

the idea of it all is too much to bear, not to mention cumming deep inside your cunt, this time with the intent to breed.

he can’t even muster the words to warn you that he’s cumming as hard as he is; after a choked, tight groan, he falls silent and rocks his hips into you.

“fuck it deep, haji,” you whisper, on the edge yourself. obedient and too far gone in his fantasy, he does exactly what you ask, whining very quietly from the sensitivity.

shaking on top of him and watching the reflections in the mirror, you cum hard, dissolving into unmatched pleasure. and you’re thankful you keep your eyes open, moaning at the very sight— hajime doesn’t even pull out, he’s still pushing his cock in and out of you, but cum races from your cunt in thick white rivulets.

“i’m trying,” he huffs, sensitive when he glances up and notices how intently you’re watching the mirror. his cheeks flush lightly when you both notice that most of his cum ends up dripping down his balls and out of you.

“don’t worry, princess. i’ll cum however many times it takes, sound good?”

— SUNA RINTAROU

“you want a few brats? oh, i just felt your pussy squeeze up. ‘s what you want, huh?” rintarou bites, harshness of his thrusts drawing whimper after whimper from your kiss-swollen lips.

“i want it, rin,” you feel one of his palms smoothing over the plushness of your lower stomach, just above your pelvis. “w-what’re you doing?”

he laughs at your stutter, keeps your legs steady over his shoulders. rintarou draws his hips back, leaving just his tip inside your quivering pussy. then, he presses down on your lower stomach and slides in, adding more pressure with each inch.

“rintarou!” you wheeze, jerking your hips to the side in a pathetic attempt to run away from the overwhelming pleasure he gives you with every movement, big or small.

“nuh uh, pretty girl,” his free hand grabs ahold of you tightly, tugs you towards him and then settles to rest on your neck. rintarou’s fingers are loose on each side of your throat, hand placed there in a demonstration of control. but what’s the point of that, when he’s already made it clear by hoisting your legs over his shoulders and folding you in half?

“you’ll take it, all of it.”

“but ‘m sensitive, i’ve cum too many times,” you can’t even recall a number or remember how long he’s been fucking you like this.

you’re both sticky with sweat, your thighs stained white with dried cum from previous rounds and marked with love bites he’d given you in his excitement to get a taste of your pussy.

it’s so fucking messy because rintarou’s the one who can’t stop asking to eat you out and push the cum back inside; you always say yes, then cum until you’re dizzy and can’t see straight.

you taste yourself from earlier on the corners of his lips when he bends forward and gives you a chaste kiss. “l-last time, okay? i’ll give you your brats, pretty girl.”

the sweet pout on your lips that’s quickly replaced with something else and wail of his name that leaves you when he starts jackhammering your pussy turns him on to the max.

incoherent babbling of what he’ll give you and how good you feel blend together, and before you can fully register it, rintarou’s folding forward with a deep groan. “shit, i’m gonna cum so fucking hard, i—”

he shuts up and gives you a few more thrusts before he’s pushing deep and cumming — he’s not done when he pulls out and covers your pussy in cum.

“r-rin, keep it inside,” you whine sadly, watching as he collects it on his tip and then plunges it back inside.

“jus’ needed some extra lube,” he says coolly, but he really just wants to cum all over you. “how’s it feel inside, pretty baby?”

“like i need some more.”

rintarou laughs at the way you turn away, cheeks hot in embarrassment because you were the one who wanted a break. “we are going out later, hm?”

your nod makes him smile, green eyes crinkling at the corners. “how about i cum in your panties and you walk around with ‘em?”

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liiixsturniolos · 8 months ago

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"Pretty..little..noises.."

in which... rapper!chris has a little kink.. for singer!readers moans, wanting to add them into the background of his songs, he has to make you moan just how he wants too.

warnings!: smut (p in v unprotected.. wrap it b4 ya tap it guys!), moaning kink.

Chris always loved your voice, especially when you sang, often even begging you to sing him to sleep. He even put you on his songs, the fans' favourite duo, he claimed your voice was angelic. But more than that, his bigger obsession, the sound of your beautiful, sweet moans, he has a thing for it, I guess you could say. You'd tease him with it too, moaning into his ear in a public place and watching a tent grow up in his pants just from a quiet whisper...

He loved the whines and whimpers that would flow out of your mouth when he fucked you. It was his favourite part of it, the uncontrollable melodies that spewed out of your gorgeous mouth. He took pride in knowing he made you feel like that and wished he could show everyone, and maybe he could...

An idea sprung into his head one night, with you led next to him. He tapped his fingers onto your shoulder to wake you up, "what..?" You groaned awake. "I have an idea.." he mumbles cautiously, explaining his perverted little plan to film a sex tape, in which he'd use your moans in his newest song.

You accept happily, loving the concept of this slightly insane idea, letting Chris take off your panties, set up his phone beside you and start a voice recording.

"kay baby, lemme' hear those pretty little noises," he mutters, lining himself up with your gap, sliding slowly inside of your warm walls. You start to whimper at the feeling of him inside of you, filling you up to the brim. He pumps himself inside of you, your moans getting raspier and louder. "Yes-f-fuck baby moan f'me." He tells you.

Speeding up his pace, he thrusts into you ruthlessly, aiming to make you moan as loud and pornographically as he could, which you do, letting out a high pitched moan, rolling back your eyes and shouting his name, as you come to your high "fu-fuckkk c-hris.." you stutter out, both of your simultaneous releases pouring out from you suddenly.

"Perfect, darling." He says, pulling out of your leaking pussy, and stopping the audio recording, "You did so good baby." He tells you with a slightly smirky smile.

Weeks later as his new song drops, fans notice the faint ad-lib noises playing in the back of his rap verse, and question it on instagram live... to which he responds with a soft giggle, and pulls his hands around your waist, sitting you onto his lap.

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shcrtsweets · 6 months ago

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@chrryblsssm liked for a starter!

"looking at it now, it all seems so simple."

#( p. northwest interactions )#( ft. kai foxworth )#( p. northwest main )#chrryblsssm #(ok i couldn't choose either so i decided i'm just gonna give u those dynamics from that meme a while back)#(hope this is cool lemme know if you don't actually vibe w any & want me to change <3)

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imraespace · 7 days ago

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THE LANGUAGE OF LOVE! IN WHICH: how do they express their love?

wc: 1K , 1K , 1K this contains!: headcannons(?) , fanfiction

MYDEIMOS

i. Mydeimos is portrayed as a very scary individual. The lion among the others, he who suffered many deaths. It seems as if those who cross his path shake in fear as soon as their eyes land on him. He, for one, knows this and uses it, mainly for you, his partner. Any day, at any time, as long as you both are together and there's some annoyance in your way? With one glare, a shift in his stance, best know that your day goes smoothly till night!

"Oh.." You muttered. Your mood visibly changed as soon as it landed on a group ahead. Your partner, who stood right beside you, noticed.

"What's the problem?" He barked. His eyes shifted down as you looked up at him with a small frown. His ears noticed the small sigh as you began to speak.

"That's the scammers I told you about.. They have been hanging around here now ever since they noticed I always pass here." You confessed, rolling your eyes just at the thought of the past experiences. Your eyes saw how slowly he began recollecting the memories, and a smirk formed.

His eyes landed on the group for a bit, then made their way back onto you, smirking slowly hiding as he tried to hide his future plans.

"Cmon, they can't do us anything. Let's go." He ordered, walking first, then taking a look back, signaling you to follow, leaving you to sigh yet again.

The group noticed you both, their moods quickly changing as bright smiles replaced the old ones, all lining up to block your path and in hands held their items that are sold at unreasonable prices.

"Good day ma'am! Oh it seems you brought a new customer! Sir-"

"Move."

"Oh."

With his very big frame.. and chest, he pushed the man out of the way, causing the item to fall and break into pieces.

It shocked the scammers and even you at his boldness, but then the shock was removed from your face when you realized who your partner is.

"Excuse me sir you bumped into be with your chest.. Please- Oh! What I meant to say was sorry for being in your way sir! Have a good day!"

The scammers all hurried away as soon as their eyes landed on the very not happy Mydeimos, leaving you both alone.

"Didn't have to be so mean.." You simply said, walking up to him with your hands on your hips.

All you got in response was a small huff as he turned around and resumed the walk.

ii. As someone who was blessed with a curse, immortality, on the battlefield, he sacrifices himself if it means that victory is close in their hands; it doesn't matter if it kills him or not. For you, his partner, he shares that habit of sacrificing anything, even himself, for you. As long as it results in leaving you in a very positive mood.

"Mydei..." you whined.

There you stood, with cosmetics of many kinds in your hand. You had planned on using them on your partner, for various reasons, like testing them! and just to put makeup on Mydei...

It seems he has other plans, as in denying your idea. He watched as you waddle your way more into the room, plopping the makeup, hair brush and more on the bed, then stood right in front of him.

"Pleas-"

"No."

"No fun.." You muttered, staring at him with sadden eyes.

Slowly, it broke him as he let out the longest and biggest sigh, then finally caved in and muttered a small "whatever".

He may have regretted his choices later, but right now, he's enjoying the brightest smile ever as you heard his answer. Though he swears he saw the way your smile shifted into a more mischievous one as soon as you whipped out a bag of bows.

"Kay now sit still, lemme doll you up!"

Were the last few words he heard before he lost his dignity..

"Y/N, is Mydei here?" A voiced asked as the bedroom door swang open.

Silence was heard for a few seconds until Phainon's eyes landed on a beautified Mydei, until he burst out laughing!

Your excuse was that you "forgot" to lock your front door!

iii. Mydeimos' key signature is his shoulder-length, orange hair. As it may be known in some noble stories, long hair is a sign of status. That status showed that you knew how to maintain your hair, keeping it clean and kept. Mydeimos, the prince of Kremnos, it may not be known, but he, for one, knows how to maintain hair, keeping it clean and letting it grow healthy. And when he wants to, he shares that side of him with you.

Today wasn't one of your best days. You invited Mydei out for a date, but today was one of those days when you felt like grabbing the scissors and trying out a new type of hairstyle, being bald!

You were late to your own outing and, as a result, you were curled up in your own bed, trying to now explode out of emotions.

Thankfully, Mydei came over to check in on you and found you mid in act with a scissors to your hair.

"Is this why you're late.." He muttered, clearly confused.

You flashed him a frown as you dropped the scissors, sulking in your bed.

"I don't like my hair Mydei..." You grumbled, playing with the strands.

Your partner sighed, entering the room fully, closing the door behind and stood infront of the bed.

"What's wrong with it now?"

"It's not working." You sighed.

He rolled his eyes at your dramatics and grabbed a comb, making his way behind you.

"What hairstyle were you trying to pull off? Yet failed so miserably.." He asked, muttering the last part.

You sadly grumble out the hairstyle, feeling has Mydei got to work with your hair.

Suddenly, you weren't so sad about your hair not working with you; the feeling of Mydei's fingers in your hair is enough to make your day ten times better.

PHAINON

i. Phainon of Aedes Elysiae, The Nameless Hero. He is a symbol of hope and renewal.. and also your personal bodyguard! It may be out of habit, or just a Phainon thing, but he loves to keep you company whenever you're going somewhere, and it's only until you've reached your destination is when he will bid you goodbye if needed, in many forms: kisses, hugs, you name it!

"Don't you think it's a bit too late for that?" Phainon asked, giving you a look of worry. His eyes scanned the area as the sun had already set, the people of Okhema slowly entering their homes, leaving them in a dark and quiet environment. Even if Okhema is a safe area, Phainon still needs to have a sense of your security.

You huffed at his words, yet still agreed.

"Of course I do, but I need to see them, plus my friends will be there waiting!"

You told him about your plans for tonight. You and your friends planned a night to go Dromas watching. Alone..

But Phainon doesn't feel safe with you walking alone at night, when there's clearly someone like him to guide you to your destination.

It caught you off guard when he suddenly stood from his seat and offered you his hand.

"What are you doing?" You asked, staring at his hand in the air.

"Cmon let's go, I'll walk you there!"

Yet you had no say in it as he grabbed your hand as it slowly neared his, forcing you out of your seat and began to lead the way.

"Phai.. that's the wrong way.." You giggled out, causing the male to laugh out of embarrassment as he turned around and resumed walking.

It wasn't the first time he's done this, walking in the wrong direction, and also making sure you arrive safely with his knowledge.

It always ends with a small peck on your lips when you arrive and you both are parting ways.

It's the same for today's personal drop, with a small wave as he walked away, as the cherry on top.

ii. As the golden boy hero of Amphoreus, he offers everything in order to save his homeland. In every cycle, there's one goal in his heart, to achieve his goal, he tries everything, offers everything, sacrifices, tears, it's too much to understand. So, something simple, for you at least, is that Phainon will always offer himself to you, in order to see that smile plastered on your face for eternity.

Phainon came home to a very moody and grumpy partner. His mood completely switched as soon as his eyes landed on you, curled up with a deep frown present on your face; he did not remember leaving you like that!

He shared your expression, clearly affected by your mood as he slowly entered the bedroom, close to the bed.

"What's wrong sunshine?" He muttered as he got on the bed, his palm gently rubbing your back.

In response, he got a groan as you turned to face him. Though with his palm resting on your back, you notice how warm it is, just enough to soothe your cramps until the pain killers kick in.

So, you took his palm and guided it down to your lower back, a small sigh leaving your lips, thought that wasn't enough as your lower abdomen is still suffering.

Thank goodness the signals in Phainon's head went off as soon as he noticed what you were doing!

He got comfortable on the bed, lying right next to you as he slowly pulled you into his arms, slightly squeezing you a bit but just enough to satisfy you. With your back pressed against his body and his arms wrapped around your lower abdomen, you were just in enough comfort to fall back asleep with a smile on your face.

Not many words were exchanged, but with body movements, it was enough words to understand. With Phainon using his whole body, canceling his plans for the day in his mind as he now stays to make you happy, not moving until you are.

iii. As someone who's supposed to give the people of Okhema a sense of hope, security, and home. He gives them everything through actions and words. He does the same for you.. in various ways though! Don't be surprised when Phainon shows up with gifts and snacks in hand on a random Wednesday morning!

You were in the middle of your sleep until the odd minutes of the early dawn, or in other words, at 5:35 AM, you were awakened by a few shouts and knocks at your door.

You wondered and pondered for a bit in your bed, thinking whether you should answer it, but made up excuses for yourself to stay in. Maybe it's a thief trying to trick you! Or something..

But as your ears caught onto the voice of whoever is banging on your door like the guards, you noticed how familiar it sounds.

So slowly and painfully, you tried to blink the sleepiness away, forcing yourself to get up and off your bed. You stared at the walls for a bit, but sadly, you got to stepping and made your way out of the room.

As you slowly made your way towards the front door, you unlocked it and were greeted with a very happy, smiley Phainon! In his hand held various snacks, flowers, accessories, and some other things you can't really make out.

"You're up!" He exclaimed, flashing you his pearly whites.

Sadly for him, you did not share the same excitement; instead, in response, he got an annoyed expression, but that did not affect him! He instead gave you a peck on your forehead and made it inside, leaving you to let out a sigh, as you turned around and saw as he drop the bag on the floor, making a loud thud as it hit the floor. You let out a lazy smile, watching as he went through the bag, pulling out random bits and bobs, explaining what each is and why he decided to give them to you.

But you were only stuck up on the fact that he did indeed come over on a random Wednesday morning. At least you got some free items! All filled with Phainon's love!

ANAXAGORAS

i. Anaxagoras the Blasphemer, the Foolish, the Great Performer. He who challenges the Coreflame of Reason, actively questions it. Knowledge is power, and he is full of it. It's something that is earned through hard work and dedication. He only shares when he wants and if needed. For you? He seems as if he's annoyed at the lack of knowledge, but it usually doesn't fool you.

"These dromases are so cute, don't you think, Anaxagoras?" You thought out loud.

The man you addressed was too engrossed in his own world, or perhaps he was ignoring you after you asked him the same thing repeatedly, knowing the response you would get in return.

Though, you will not take silence as an answer!

"Hello?.." You muttered, looking back to see your partner quite fascinated at the other Dromases. He clearly heard you calling out to him, as he was conversing with the stranger beside him, conversing as in nodding at whatever they were saying about the Dromas infront of them.

"Anaxa." You finally said, hands on your hips. The man sighed, clearly not happy with the choice of name, so he finally caved in.

With a sigh, he made his way towards you and finally answered your question.

"Yes, they are."

You huffed at his monotone response, turning around to feed the Dromases some clay.

"Hm, they like these a lot, don't they?" You muttered, glaring at the man behind as he did not answer, causing him to sigh yet again and respond.

You held the piece of clay as the Dromas got closer to it.

Then a thought popped in your head!

"Anaxagoras, I have a question." You said as you finished feeding the piece of clay.

You turned to face the man behind you, as he raised his eyebrow, waiting for you to shoot another question yet again.

"Are the clay tasty? They seem to love it a lot."

Physically, you saw his face twisted in confusion, as if he's wondering if you actually asked that.

"Is it?..."

"No.. Unless you want to try it." He simply explained.

You laughed at his words.

"No thank you! I have my smart boyfriend to figure out these things for me!" You exclaimed as you ran back to feed the Dromases.

He stared off at you for a bit, wondering if there were others who shared the same thought process as you.

ii. He is called the Blasphemer for a reason. He is willing to defy prophecy and delve into forbidden areas of study. He questions the established beliefs. He would rather believe in logic than faith. Though as Anaxagoras dug deeper into his studies, he realized that logic wasn't enough. But it was enough to set a wide grin on your face as he defends you in arguments.

For the umpteenth time, Anaxagoras has heard you sigh. You were out buying market stuff and this one vendor does not want to give up.

You claimed that they're selling bad fruits, but the vendor doesn't want to believe it.

"Sir.. it's literally browning! I'm not buying it!"

"Ma'am, they do that when they get sweeter! You already have it in your hand!"

You were a hair away close to just throwing the fruits at the old man.. but that's bad manners, or something..

You weren't the first to complain about this old man; he does it with everyone passing by. They pick up the fruit, then he automatically pushes you into buying it. I guess he has a business to run!

Passersby hear, and some stick around to see what might happen. Will you finally put this old man in his place? Or will you suffer the same fate as them?

Anaxagoras listens to the argument, and slowly he loses his cool with this old man. For the first time today, Anaxagoras breathed through his nose, shifting in position and finally spoke up for you.

"You claim that, yet there is clearly a difference between ripeness and rot, sir."

The old man let out a surprised sound as he heard the new voice.

"Uh what-"

"Enzymatic browning happens when the fruit is ripe, but that isn't the case here." Anaxagoras started. He points to the fruit in your hand, at the brown spots on the fruit.

"This here shows oxidation. There are soft spots and bruising. This is decay, not quality improvement. Please do not sell this to my partner." He ended, taking the fruit out of your hand and guiding you away, leaving the old man stunned at the simple Biology he clearly just learn.

iii. At the end of the day, when the time comes, there must be a time when we all need to rest our brains. Anaxagoras, when that time for him comes, knows where he needs to be when he needs the most sleep. He finds himself in your arms, recharging and saving all the knowledge he has gained for the day.

As the sun set, you were in the process of finishing up dinner. Before you could set your table, a knock was made at your front door.

"Coming!" You exclaimed, quickly making your way towards the front door. As you swung the door open, you were greeted by your beloved. It may not show, but for you, you were quick to notice the slight change in his facial expression. It is clear as day to you that he was exhausted.

You opened the door wider, inviting him in without any word exchanged, and got to work, taking out some of the dinner you had made for him.

But that wasn't what he had in mind, as without saying anything, he dragged you to your own bedroom, leaving you in worry as your dinner was still out.. It's still hot, so it will be safe for a while..

The change of warm, hearty food filling your senses, was now dark and filled with your scent. You were now in your room, being shoved onto the bed and then a head full of teal hair tickled your chin.

You didn't complain about the change to your plans. You simply have to work at helping your partner recharge his energy, inserting your fingers in his hair as he shoves his face deeper into your chest, sighing in comfort.

You both did not need to exchange any form of words, as it was a regular thing he does. You are always needed when he is low on energy.

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