#need to make more slut!darling content...

[cinnamonest]

//slutshaming

Thinking a boy with a horrid case of retroactive jealousy, especially with a slut!darling… this obsessive boy who can’t stand the thought of knowing you’ve been with other men, let alone many.

Really, most men just don't think about those things, they know it's better they don't know. But he’s neurotic about it. He can’t just push the thought away. He has to know. Know exactly how many boyfriends you’ve had, how many hookups you had, every act you’ve done. It’s horrifically embarrassing, having to recall, having to talk about it, the words you have to use.

You’ve been in this man’s captivity long enough that your instinct is to placate him, to avoid upsetting him… yet in this situation, there’s no good way out. If you’re honest… well, you don’t want to think about that. You know you’ve been around the block, so to speak. But you know you can’t lie to him — he’s been through your phone, he saw the outfits you paraded yourself around in back when he watched you from a distance (it’s what caught his attention in the first place), he knows it’s got to be a lot.

You try and placate him with avoidance, tell him it doesn’t matter right? You’re with him now, you try to sputter out, and you’ve forgotten about it all anyway and the past doesn't change—

—and then he puts his hand around your throat before you can finish.

Tell me.

He asks too many questions. You try and say as little as possible, but he presses you until you say everything, keeping your eyes to the floor the whole time. You have to recall a chronological series of events of your life, every encounter, every guy, every act you’ve done.

Did you ever sleep with a guy within twenty-four hours of knowing him? Taken it in your throat, your ass, between your tits? Let some guy cum inside you? Been choked? He’s really focused on those details. Have you ever done this, or that, or done it in this position or that, or done it this way or that. Which, for his beloved darling, the answer is usually yes.

It irritates him that he can’t be the first of anything. You just had to go be a whore when he was eventually destined to come along and love you. How could you do this to him? You had to know you’d have a real lover eventually. Didn’t you consider his feelings at all?

The only thing that can make him feel better — what you owe him, for what you’ve done — is to have him override all those memories with himself.

He has to replicate everything.

You’re not sure what the logic is exactly, but it’s cathartic for him, and you know that the wise move is to comply, not wanting to further upset this crazed man that keeps you trapped in his home. You have to prove that you love him, is what he says.

So he treats it like a checklist. Every position and every act, barring the circumstantial pieces he'd have to take you outside the home for. And you know what, you're probably still not telling him everything — dumb little slut — so he'll just have to do every single thing he can think of, over and over and over. Each and every day.

You'll get a lot of variance in your sex life, at least. Bent over every surface, in every position he can think of. Treating you like a little ragdoll to play with and contort into any position. Treating your ass and throat as interchangeable with your pussy on command (you love him don't you? Then you won't mind), squeezing your body so tightly you can't breathe. Keeping his cock inside you at every opportunity for as long as he can even after he cums.

If he can't be the first, he'll just have to be the most. Do it more than you've ever done with anyone, harder than you've ever had it, deeper, faster, more brutally, more degrading and humiliating, carving his significance into you in the only way left available — the only way you left available to him.

Yes, it's your fault. He wouldn't have to be so rough if he was the only one. He only has to make it hurt because of you. This is the only way that he can be certain that he matters more than anyone, be sure that he occupies your every thought and that you can't think of any kind of sex without thinking of him first — and if you really love him like you say you do, surely you'll understand. Maybe even apologize for not taking him into consideration. That would be nice.

But of course, those guys wronged him too. That's why, if you love him, you'll tell him their names.

What? Why, you ask? That shouldn't matter. You don't still care about him, do you…? You're not such a little whore that you’re thinking about someone else that way, are you? No? Then you won't care why, you'll answer and be happy you have someone to care about you so much.

[holeforzenin]

❝​REPAYMENT​❝

Synopsis - Oh no! What happens when the big, massive strong man that saved you during a very dangerous war, wants something from you in return for his bravery?

Simon "Ghost" Riley x F!reader

Warnings - Dub-con, mentions of killing people, creampie, ass play, size kink, he stuffs his gloves in your mouth, he's possessive, mentions about keeping you with him. Dark content. this was kinda rushed so sorry for any errors!!

Art credits @umkochannart on twitter!

A/n - I NEED HIM, SOMEONE PLEASE

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“Oh my— fuck! Sir, please we shouldn't be doing this, someone might see!” you stammered, legs trembling as your panties lazily pooled around your ankles. You mewled at the feeling of his hard, cold gear slapping against the mound of your ass, making the flesh ripple against his clothed pelvis. You keened as the wooden table dug into your stomach as you held onto the edge for dear life.

His cock was so thick and long—perfectly curved as it stretches open your tight, compressed walls to alter his girth. He grunts, feeling your tight little pussy eagerly fluttering around his invasive dick as you blabber on and on about your little worries about getting caught. Of course, you minded that a stranger man was destroying your pussy, but that was the least of your worries right now. The thought of getting caught and someone seeing your vulnerable self—almost naked, being pounded against a small table in the supply room by a big solider that's fully clothed, except for the crotch of his pants that's zipped down to free his aching cock, that's currently having your cunt drooling—making a mess all over his thick combat pants, made your mind hazy and your cunt throbbing in both excitement and frustration.

“Aww don't worry bout' that darling—I’ll just kill them for you so they won't say anything, will that be better?” he chuckles, his gloved hands digging into your hips as he deeply thrusts himself inside your dripping pussy relentlessly, fucking every single brain cell out of you. For someone who is “scared”, your pussy sure as hell was soaked and aroused.

He smirked under his skull mask at the feeling of your sweet pussy throbbing in tight circles around his cock to his words. “Oh? What a dirty little slut, does my talking about killing people make you horny? Such a sick little bitch, this pussy is clenching around me like it's fucking addicted to my cock, you a virgin, darling?”

Your eyebrows furred together at his sick wordings, you felt on the verge of losing your mind as the feeling of pure pleasure clouded your mind. “No, M’not!” you whimpered out, your tits grazing against the wooden table as your gushy pussy leaked all over his veiny shaft, every thrust had your pussy coating his cock even more with your filthy juices—as if you were enjoying it, or maybe you were?

“Oh yeah? Well, your cunt sure is fucking tight and warm—squeezing me so hard for someone that's a whore, whaddya say I keep you here and split open this little pussy whenever I feel like it?” he chuckles darkly, a huge palm slapping your bouncing ass as it jiggles against him, you moaned, tears prickling at your tear line as his thick, filled balls slaps against your poor clit, creating even more friction that had you seeing stars.

“No! Sir—can't, you promised you'll let me go after this!” you muttered, feeling so stuffed by the big man’s cock. “Shh, shhh I'm just joking with you doll” he laughs wickedly, perverted eyes moving down to where the two of you were lewdly connected. His eyes fixated on your other little neglected hole, which's already coated with some slick from your pussy. He eagerly pulled off one of his gloves and placed it on the table. You jolted unexpectedly when he stuffed a thumb deep into your mouth, he pressed his weighted chest onto your smaller back—getting closer to you as he whispered, “Get it all wet and lubed up, it's for your own good, darling”, you were confused and oblivious to what he'd be needing his thumb for but obeyed him anyways, not wanting to make the big man angry.

You whirled your tongue around his finger, making sure to get as much spit on it as possible. After, you hummed, letting him know that you were done. He pulled his finger out, sticky drips of spit coating him. Your eyes widen with fear when you felt his fat thumb circling your virgin asshole, he spreads the spit all over the shy, fluttering hole before sinking it in little by little. “Fuck! Sir—please be gentle, never had anything in there!” You yelled as you cried out in pain of your untouched hole getting stretched out. He quickly picked up his glove and shoved it into your mouth when there were footsteps heard thumping outside the room. “For heaven's sake, please shut the fuck up or I’ll really kill someone. I'm not joking darling. You’re mine now and I won't let other eyes see what's mine” he said in a stern tone. He hissed lowly at the feeling of your asshole swallowing his whole thumb in, all the way to the hilt.

“Such a tight little asshole, M’honored I’ll be the first one to break open this pretty ass”. Your muffled cries got louder as he pounded his hefty cock harder into your pussy, making it gushing all over him as he fucked out more and more juices out of your body. Soon the pain turned into pleasure as he started wiggling his thumb inside of you, feeling it exploring your tight walls. Your moan grew sweeter and more fucked out as you felt your orgasm washing over you—his huge cock tip nudging against your G-spot bullyingly, making your mind hazy. He felt it—felt the way your pussy grew more wetter and tighter around his length, taking him in all the way in as he pants. “Fuck darling are you gonna cum? Go on baby, you can cum, cum all over my cock, you slut”. He ordered, letting his thumb hooked into your butthole as he uses three other fingers to rub wet circles around your clit.

You moaned out, standing on your tippy toes as you clenched both holes tighter around him, making him hiss as you squirted all over him—your filthy mess splattering all over his uniform and gear as he fucks more and more juices out of your dirty pussy. He groaned loudly as you made a mess all over him—he never had someone squirting on him before, so it drove him fucking crazy. He lands slap after slap on your ass cheeks—making the flesh red as you whimpered. “Such a messy little whore, you really squirted on a random man you don't even know? You really are a little slut, I'm definitely keeping you darling” he laughs out, feeling his orgasm following him. “I’m gonna stuff this cute little pussy so full of my seed, gonna drain it so deep inside you baby, it'll come out your mouth” The whole room reeked of sex as he towered over you, his massive cock snugly engulfed by your little pussy, so tight and warm for him. He moans louder, splitting out a few curses as he pulled out his thumb out of your ass, making your little hole wink at him at the loss of his finger. He used both hands to grip your hips, holding you steady as he used your body as a little fuckdoll, manhandling your little body to meet his cock halfway as you felt his cock twitching inside of you.

“No please! Sir not insi-” Too late, hot ropes of warm sticky cum spurted into your poor hole, filling it up as your eyes roll back. “Fuckkk, ohh fuckk yesss, such a good little cumslut for me” he moaned out with ecstasy as he emptied into your warm pussy—after so long.

Tears rolled down your cheeks as he stilled himself into you. He bent over once again, his chest and gear touching your back as he whispered to you. “Don't worry sweetheart, I’ll take good care of you, will fucking kill anyone if they dare look in your direction. You'll be mine forever, pretty”.

[jinxvex]

♱ dom, sub, or switch? ft. sevika, vi, jinx, caitlyn, mel, ellie, and abby. ♱

syp. headcanons on whether they would dom, sub, or switch + how they’d do it.

cw: nsfw content!!, degradation, praise, dirty talk, teasing, mocking, dumbification, cursing (obv), daddy/mommy kink, mentions of tying up/gagging, strap-on sex, fingering, cunnilingus, handcuffs, slapping, spanking, pet names (baby, babe, doll, hon, toots, darling, pretty girl, etc.), mentions of soft sex/morning sex, breeding kink, possessive behavior, punishments, hair-pulling, tribbing, mentions of gunplay/knifeplay, just rough and nasty shit!! (+ more...)

disclaimer: this is just my opinion! (and maybe self-indulgent)

sevika: a mean service dom!! (subs very rarely)

♱ she loves to tease/mock/make fun of you during sex! it’s all love though, she knows you enjoy it.

♱ ex. of her teasing/mocking you: "you sound like a fuckin' porn star when you moan like that..." + "fuck, doll. you're suckin' me in that needy pussy. don't need any lube when you're already dripping all over the fuckin' sheets you slut."

♱ dirty talks you as though you’re just a slut that she’s using for her pleasure but her actions are the complete opposite of that! she thoroughly enjoys making you feel good in the way you want to!

♱ brat tamer! sevika will bend that ass over TRUST.

♱ if you like praise, she’s in your ear like, “yeah, baby. you like that shit, huh? makin’ those pretty noises for me.” + “love touchin’ on this wet fuckin’ pussy.”

♱ if you like degradation, she goes crazy. teasing you and belittling you makes her cunt throb, “look at you. you like getting fucked like a whore? fuckin’ pathetic.” + “jus’ wanna get fucked dumb, don’t you? brain gets real empty when you’re full of dick.”

♱ i’ve said this before but she prefers giving over receiving and being the one to make you fall apart. although she won’t deny you giving her pleasure as well, she just doesn’t prefer it.

♱ sevika likes strapping! no, she LOVES strapping. it makes her feel masculine in all the best ways and anything that makes you feel good, she LOVES!

♱ has a thing for titles during sex! or just you saying her name! do with that information what you will...

♱ if she were to sub, she’d lowkey be embarrassed and quiet compared to her talkative nature when she doms (lol).

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vi: a switch with a SLIGHT preference for domming.

(soft service dom + obedient service(y) sub)

♱ vi has some similarities in the way sevika doms but vi is definitely less mean and prefers to praise you and lowkey baby you (unless you want to be degraded!) she just wants you to feel good + will do anything to achieve that.

♱ she likes using the strap but prefers to use her hands and mouth to make you cum. she loves seeing you cream, gush, & squirt up close.

♱ she NEEDS to see how good she makes you feel and will even ask/beg you to tell her, “c’mon baby, tell daddy how good she’s making you feel? need to hear you, sweetheart.” + “lemme hear you, please.”

♱ + yes!! she likes being called daddy (idc!!) but in a submissive context as well as when she doms. she loves it when you’re mocking her while you fuck her like, “aww. am i making daddy feel good?” and she’s like “fuck yeah, babe. gonna make me fuckin' cum.”

♱ vi likes her wrists cuffed and mouth tied when she’s getting fucked into the mattress + she loves the strap being used on her!!

♱ she just wants to be good for you! praise her! tell her she’s doing good!

♱ vi enjoys letting you stuff her face in your cunt and she likes it when you use her for your pleasure + also enjoys when you pin her down so she has no choice but to let you give her the sloppiest, messiest head imaginable, “oh fuck!! s-shit fuuuuck. right t-there”

♱ tribbing/scissoring with her is like pure heaven! nobody’s even subbing or domming in those moments, just pure desire, need. the feeling of your cunt on hers, the filthy wet noises, and your face make her cum so fast.

♱ chronic lover-girl through and through!! she’s always telling you how much she loves you when she’s in it (or when you’re in it), “love you so much, so perfect f’me, baby.” + “love you! feels s-so good”

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jinx: a switch with a preference for subbing.

(bratty sub + playful mean-ish dom)

♱ jinx is the type to be sassy/bratty during sex whether she's domming or subbing! she's definitely always pulling your hips/hands towards her so you can fuck her deeper and she's so mean about it, "ughhh, toots, deeper! moreee!! you're not fucking me hard enough!"

♱ she always has that needy 'fuck me' look on her face--eyebrows furrowed and eyes glossed over as she bites her lower lip and tries to seduce you into doing whatever she wants. it works too.

♱ she gets carried away with the dirty talk. i mean CARRIED AWAY, "d'ya like the way my pussy feels against yours, baby? how wet 'n creamy i am? 'm all riled up for you, hon." + "wanna fuck ya next, make you gush all over 'n mess shit up!"

♱ wants to be put in her place deep down...

♱ jinx also loves soft sex; the feeling of you gently pinning her legs in the air when you both wake up in the morning and making out with her cunt + she's a head pusher LOL! as kinky as she is, it's your softness and willingness to please her that makes her truly feel good.

♱ a feen for sloppy sex. she loves it all and she's not afraid to get her hands dirty if it means she gets to get off and have fun! she'll have your fingers all pruned up and your mouth dripping wet by the time she's done with you.

♱ she likes to be marked up and claimed + will also mark you up so everybody knows you're hers.

♱ gunplay/knifeplay enthusiast.

♱ jinx loves it when you tell her how perfect 'n pretty she is when she's subbing... when she's domming, however... she's real mean!

♱ sits on your face and holds your head where her cunt is, "keep lickin', sweetness, don't stop until i cum! or else i'll have to hurt cha!"

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caitlyn: a switch with no preference.

(soft-ish mommy dom + soft/obedient sub)

♱ caitlyn gives mommy dom because she definitely has specific rules for when you can touch yourself (if you're even allowed to) and she's big on manners and politeness. she wants you to be the best girl you can be and will reward you for doing so.

♱ she likes it when you call her mommy in and out of bed, only in private though.

♱ her definition of a 'reward' is plunging her long, thin fingers into your tight wet cunt as she rests her back against the headboard. your upper back is mirroring hers as it rests against her stomach and your lower back pressed plush up against her clothed pussy, "fuck, darling. you're such a little minx, being so good lately. you knew mommy would do this to you, didn't you?" + "good girl. you deserve this," she whispers into your ear as her fingers reach inside you, as deep as they can go.

♱ the type of dom to pick your clothes, shoes, and make-up out for you before special events; especially at fancy dinners and 'n rich piltover people shit. she wants everyone to see that you're hers; that she's got yet another thing for others to be jealous of.

♱ she hates to have to punish you! but she will! let's say you copped an attitude or got needy at one of those important fancy events... that soft mommy dom role that you know and love would come crashing down so fast. rather than comforting whispers of "good girl" near your ears, you hear "you've been such a bad girl. i've got to punish you now, love, i'm sorry." + "but, hey... it'll be over soon. maybe next time you'll think about being such a misbehaving little whore.”

♱ as punishment, she puts her strap on you and forces you to watch her ass jiggle and thighs shake as she bounces on the faux cock in reverse cowgirl. if you even think about touching her, you're in for it.

♱ queen of spanking your ass and rubbing a soothing hand over it when she's done, profusely apologizing for causing you pain. but she had to do it! or else you'd never learn.

♱ when she subs for you, she's so loud. not talkative, but loud. her moans echo through her private chambers as you pleasure her.

♱ your name is on repeat when she subs!! she's always saying it.

♱ she likes when you pull her ponytail and slap her ass when you hit it from the back, she's verbal then-- always urging you to "mmm, pull harder, yes!! like t-that..." + "s-shit, please make me cum, p-please."

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mel: a controlling/power bottom sub.

♱ mel is the type of sub who has dom energy but channels that into being the most pleasure-seeking power bottom sub ever!! that doesn't mean she doesn't care about your pleasure, but she prefers receiving compared to giving when engaging in sex with you.

♱ she loves to grab at your ass when you're strapping her in missionary to force you to fuck into her deeper, harder, and faster, "more. give me more." + "are you going to fuck me? or slack off the entire time?"

♱ bratty asf!

♱ when you finally do put her in her place, she's speechless. you have her in doggy style, forcing her back into a painful arch as you manhandle her hips up and down on your strap--you unmoving as her warm walls slide smoothly along the thick ridges of the plastic dick. her eyes roll to the back of her head as her mouth forms a perfect O shape, "uh-uh-uhng fuck! mmph!" + "yes! yes! yes! f-fuck!"

♱ when you're eating her out, she's much like jinx, tangling her hands in your hair while grinding her messy cunt along your mouth.

♱ wants to be filled up. (chronic breeding kink)

♱ to add to that, mel ikes to roleplay as if she's forcing you to cum inside her, wrapping her legs around your waist, strong grip trapping you. her voice is dripping with desire, a need to be claimed--taken, "yes, my sweet. cum inside me. don't you fucking pull out."

♱ the times when she does touch you, she's looking deep into your eyes as she does so, needing to see the way she affects you.

♱ tribbing princess! she twerks her ass on your cunt like she's made for it, "yes, honey, i looove that... fucking cunt's so wet f'you, love."

♱ i have an inkling that mel likes being punished... she craves someone who will force her to take responsibility and accountability.

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abby: a MEAN ass hard dom. just plain mean.

♱ abby is EVIL. like the meanest on this list. she FUCKS. HARD.

♱ she doesn't like subbing, i fear! she likes receiving but not subbing.

♱ if you thought sevika was mean, you've got another thing coming if you don't think abby is much worse. the way she taunts and borderline bullies you when she fucks you is criminal (criminally hot).

♱ ex. of "taunts and borderline bullies you": "take it. take this shit. why you runnin', huh? you were beggin' me to fuck this fuckin' cunt just a second ago, right, slut? so you'd better suck it up and just take it." + "yeeeahh, you nasty little whore. takin' daddy's dick sooo well, babe." + "mm, fuck!! you need this dick. you need this fuckin' shit."

♱ daddy is what she wants to be called. plain and simple. if you slip up and accidentally call her abby when she's in it, she's pressing herself deeper inside of you, thrusting in you painfully, "what did you say, bitch? what did you fuckin' say?!" + "not my name, baby. 's daddy to you. daddy's the one who makes this pussy gush."

♱ will fuck you in front of a mirror and force you to keep eye contact with her regardless of whether it's her cock or her fingers drilling your hole.

♱ eye contact is important for her, she's slapping you across the face if you divert your eyes away from her own after she specifically ordered you not to, "the fuck?! told you to look at me, princess. look at me when i'm fucking you, kay?"

♱ slaps you! chokes you! gags you! ties you up!

♱ her tough facade slightly cracks when she gets lost in the way you're rolling your hips in a circle, clit rubbing against hers, "s-shit's gonna make me nut, baby." + "fuuuck! that pussy's perfect, babe."

♱ yes, she says "nut" when talking about cumming unironically. sue me.

♱ the thought of breeding you, getting you pregnant has her FERAL. the first time she heard you mutter a quiet "cum in me, daddy." had her hips stuttering for a second, eyes flashing with feelings of an almost primal instinct. the only thought that was running through her mind at that moment was ‘breed. breed. breed’, "f-fuckin' hell, angel. do you want daddy to cum in you? put a baby inside you?" + "wanna get you fuckin' pregnant. gonna fuck you until my cum is spilling out."

♱ CEO of daddy kink and rough, nasty sex.

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ellie: a switch with an unknown(?) preference.

(playful/chill dom + shy sub)

♱ ellie is a bit more laid back/chill when it comes to domming! she's not super big on punishments and rules and all that jazz (unless you asked her to be) and she enjoys you willingly submitting to her without having to do too much.

♱ an enjoyer of fun, and sometimes silly sex.

♱ she loves to talk to you and embarrass you a little bit! if you're noisy or audibly wet, you're not hearing the end of it from her, "daaamn, babe. you hear that? you hear that, huh? 's me making that pussy wet." + "you're so loud, baby, you like puttin' on a show, yeah?"

♱ (s)trap queen! she enjoys using it and having it used on her!

♱ she won't degrade you as much but she occasionally mixes it in with her usual praise, "fuck, pretty girl. you really are a slut but... just for me though, hmm?" + "you look so beautiful all exposed for me."

♱ ellie can get possessive when she's in it. she's always using "me" and "mine" to verbalize her claim on you.

♱ the best at fingering on this list...

♱ her favorite way to be dominated by you is when you flip her over and fuck her from the back. it's such a pretty sight; her bent over with her back arched fucking back on you while you pin her down, forcing her to just, take it.

♱ ellie likes it when you use her own words against her (from when she was dominant) and throw it in her face, "you hear that, ellie? you hear that little pussy getting wet for me, huh?" + "you're so loud, ellie. gonna wake up our neighbors."

♱ wants her ass slapped raw.

♱ she goes "uugh, uh, uh, ungnh, f-fuuck!!" when you fuck her. she gets very overwhelmed with how good she's feeling and blacks out.

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ignore the insane amount of tags...

[lxnarphase]

I NEED MORE FRATBOYS! GETO AND GOJO

✮₊‧⁺...lunar's note: im being self indulgent and im not sorry at all so enjoy a lil blurbie :33

✮₊‧⁺...content: fratboys!stsg x fem!reader, mentions of weed use, breeding kink, wet and messy, dirty talk, overstimulation, dumbification, teasing, degradation, mentions of birth control

"aww...satoru, you're gonna break the poor thing."

suguru's soft hand moves to push some of your hair out of your face, a coo leaving him as he watched your eyes try to focus on him. you're just too cute for your own good, looking up at him with those teary eyes while satoru fucks you like a bunny in heat.

poor thing...you wouldn't be walking right for a while after this.

in a weak attempt to comfort you, suguru leans down after taking a hit from the joint hanging loosely from his fingers, blowing the smoke in your face. he knew it wouldn't do much to help your fucked out state, but you just looked so cute when you pouted at him for it.

"goddamn, satoru. you're fucking her like you're trying to get her pregnant," suguru chuckles as he exhales more smoke out of his nose, eyes following as it dissipates in the air. "stop tryna breed the poor thing , y' gonna kill 'im."

the room goes silent and suguru knows he's made a mistake. making such comments around the satoru gojo only ends up with trouble...

satoru looks down at you, eyes wide and wild, almost looking as if they were glowing.

pregnant?

you can't get pregnant, you're on birth control and never miss a pill, it wouldn't take, he thinks with a huff of a laugh.

but...the thought of trying to knock up his darling best friend who's already fucked so dumb does something to satoru. and that's when it clicks in his brain, his mouth dropping open in a little gasp.

"b-breed...i-i'm gonna fuckin' breed you," he whispers, an evil grin breaking out on his face. "hoooh my fuckin' god, baby girl, i'm gonna breed ya all fuckin' night," satoru groans, lifting your legs up over his shoulders as his hips start to move again.

those broken whimpers and whines from you turn to gasps and hiccupped cries as satoru presses even deeper into you, so desperate to make sure you can't feel, smell, taste, or process anything but his cock abusing your insides.

"'t-toru, s'toruuuu," you drool, plush lips parted as moans constantly pour out from you. "d-don' fuck me like that, i-i'm gonna make a mess! s-s'toruuuu!"

suguru can only hope the music from downstairs is loud enough to cover up the sounds you're making that are accompanied by the nasty, squelching sounds of that tight, sloppy cunt gushing the mixture of your slick and suguru's cum.

but...would that be so bad?

if everyone could hear how cute you sound crying out for both of them? knowing that none of them ever have a chance with you? his thick cock twitches a little, the exhibitionist in him clearly liking through that.

"tsk, tsk, tsk...you both are nasty, y'know that?"

suguru leans back down next to you again, able to watch both of your expressions. the way your body trembles from overstimulation, unsure if you want more pleasure or want a break, your hips jerking with each of satoru's deep, unforgiving thrusts.

"ohh, but you could never be a desperate lil' slut like satoru is, could you, sweet angel? look at those tears...poor thing, we're corruptin' you aren't we?"

he reaches out, brushing away some of the tears just to lick it off his thumb. "you can take it, angel girl, you can take 'toru's big, stupid cock in that pretty little cunt."

he's mean, so so mean and unfair. not just to you, but to satoru too. he's barely holding it together, the mixture of the primal need to fuck a baby into you and the heat in his lower belly from suguru's teasing too much for him.

"fuck, f-fuck, baby, wanna fill y'up, wanna give you my kids! i-i'll take such good care of you, y'know that, right," he pants, voice husky and desperate. those baby blue eyes are unusually dark, watching as his cock disappears inside your creamy cunt over'n'over, a pitiful little whine falling from his lips.

"y-yeah, yeah, yeah, imma...i-imma get you nice and—fuck, don' squeeze yet—a-an' round, mama, then we'll propose at graduation s' everyone knows you're me 'n' sugu's, you wan' that, baby?"

oh, that expression your wearing nearly sends him spiraling into insanity. he can practically see those hearts floating in your eyes as you nod almost drunkenly, your hands shakily finding themselves into his hair.

"m-mm! wan' your baby in me, g-gimme a pretty one," you pout, tugging his hair just right. satoru just lets out a crazed laugh, his eyes wide and manic.

oh boy...what did you just agree to?

"y-yeah? h-hehe, yeah? knew you wanted it, knew y'fuckin' wanted it," he groans, smashing your lips together in a sloppy, wet kiss, tongue sliding against yours noisily. "me 'n' sugu gonna take turns breedin' this pussy, mama, 's okay? never gonna be empty, even after y' get that thing removed, gonna have ya full all. day. long."

suguru just chuckles and shakes his head, one of his hands trailing up satoru's spine. the way his hips stutter inside you is adorable.

"mm, that would be nice. the pretty angel feeling out cum sloshing around her pretty tummy all day in class, having to talk to professors while it drips out of her gooey little cunt, getting those panties all messy? mm, sounds like a dream come true,'' suguru purrs, leaning in closer to satoru's ear.

"who knows...maybe if you cum enough, she won't even have t' stop taking her pills...maybe it won't be able to work if you flood her pussy with enough cum."

you keen as you get folded in half, the tip of his cock knocking again something that makes your tummy squeeze. poor satoru, he's got pleased tears in his own eyes now, just suguru's words nearly making him explode inside, his balls aching, needing to empty themselves inside you where all his cum belonged.

"get deep, get real deep in her, satoru, kiss her cervix f'me, pretty boy...'n' make sure you kiss it niiice and deep when you cum, okay? let's see if we can breed her t'night."

[cookies-after-dark]

okay but Shmilk would be such a back seat driver if he let black sapphire cookie fuck reader

“Move ur hand lower”

“They like being pinched there”

kiss em like u mean it cmooon”

and whoes to say he won’t get strings involved and fix their position himself if they keep messing up :3c

okay no wait 💡 you dropped this because that is one hell of a good idea.

(additional tags because I went loopy here: explicit content, unhealthy power dynamics, possessiveness, humiliation, exhibitionism, degradation)

See, my lame ass was just thinking of Shadow Milk Cookie using this as powerplay, you know? Like a, 'my pets are playing with each other!' scenario where Shadow Milk Cookie actually lets one of his minions knock you around a bit in his stead. Let's be honest, Black Sapphire Cookie's been eyeing you up and down since the moment Shadow Milk brought you here! He's such an eager, helpful, obedient little servant! You could learn to be more like him, Shadow Milk Cookie thinks.

And Black Sapphire Cookie is more than willing to show you just where you stand, riiiiight at the bottom of the hierarchy! No one can tell me that little purple ball of lint isn't secretly a dominant control freak who needs to have everything go his........- I mean, master Shadow Milk Cookie's way. You're adorable and endearing enough, but you need to be taught a lesson or two before you go strutting around the Spire, thinking you're all that just because your the master's newest pet.

Hence, this situation. Shadow Milk Cookie sees the most perfect opportunity to humble you and get his rocks off at the same time! Well, he has many ways to do that, but plan in partocular has him hardening in his tights already. Passing you off to an underling really paints the whole picture for you - you belong to the Spire now! You belong here, this is your new home, you won't be going anywhere, and the first thing we'll do to make sure of that is to fuck you on every piece of furniture in sight! Lovely, ain't it?

Shadow Milk Cookie also loves giving you yhe illusion that you can choose - would you rather have your legs be folded over your head whilst Black Sapphire Cookie mercilessly fucks you while recording your moans and squeals through his beloved microphone, spreading rumors all over Earthbread how you're just some hungry, poorly trained slut? Ooooor~ you could play with Shadow Milk Cookie instead! Those are the only two choices by the way, so choose carefully.

So that was my lame ass. But this ask is hysterical because this also makes Shadow Milk Cookie sharing you with anyone else an absolute godawful nightmare. Black Sapphire Cookie would never talk back to his beloved master, but even he must admit it's getting difficult continuing when Shadow Milk stops him every few seconds with some kind of criticism.

"Pfft! Well, of course, only one Cookie on all of Earthbread could handle this task correctly! Even still, you could at least *attempt* to have a bit more tact than that~!"

Because the Reader, his darling little popper, isn't just some common whore. No, they're just a speeeeecial whore, deserving of only the best treatment! Shadow Milk's words (he cannot help but through a dirty little nickname for you in there).

Honestly, the fact that Shadow Milk Cookie loves you just so, so, so, so much should be obvious! So what if his love is a little rough? Sooner or later, he'll have Black Sapphire Cookie show you the pleasure you deserve, as Shadow Milk Cookie's beautiful, lovely little pet!

[rrysbabydoll]

hiiiiii so i accidentally read ur last post "stached" as "stretched" at first and now i cant stop thinking abt that.... would u ever consider writing some ridiculously nsfw rough stretching? maybe? pretty pls? 🤭🫣💗

Ride, Cowgirl

Pairing: Harry Styles × Reader

CW: Explicit sexual content, dominant/submissive dynamic, size kink, rough stretching, degradation/praise mix, mild overstimulation, consensual power play.

Synopsis: Y/N tries to ride Harry but struggles to take his size. He takes control, pushing her past her limits with rough, overwhelming pleasure, leaving her ruined, praised, and full.

It started with you on top, because Harry asked, and you always try.

“Go on, darling,” he murmured, voice syrupy smooth but thick with authority. “Show me how much you want it.”

The bedroom was dim, moonlight cutting across the sheets in a narrow beam. He sat against the headboard, arms relaxed at his sides, watching you like a meal he had all the time in the world to devour. You were already breathless, thighs trembling, the ache between your legs unbearable.

And his cock—God—he looked too big.

He always did.

You hovered above him, your knees caging his hips. One of his large hands rubbed up and down your outer thigh in lazy, teasing strokes, while the other gripped the base of his cock, thick and pulsing and unreasonably hard.

“You’re not scared, are you?” he smirked tilting his head. “Thought you wanted to be my good girl.”

You did. You always did. But that didn’t make it easier.

You whimpered as you lined yourself up, holding his shoulders for balance. Just the head pressing against your entrance made your breath hitch.

“I can’t…” you whispered, hips jerking slightly away. “Harry, you’re too big.”

He gave a low chuckle, mocking but fond. “No such thing, love. You just have to relax. Take your time.”

But time wasn’t something Harry liked to waste, not when he was this worked up.

Suddenly, both of his hands gripped your hips, fingers digging into your flesh with bruising promise. “You’ve teased me enough tonight. I let you sit on my lap in that little dress. Let you grind on me like a needy slut at dinner. Thought you could rile me up and then back out?”

Your mouth parted in a shaky breath.

“No,” you whispered, dazed.

“Then do it.” His voice dropped, tone commanding. “Get. On.”

He didn’t give you a chance to hesitate this time. His grip forced your hips down just an inch—just enough for the tip to slip past your entrance—and the stretch made you whimper, both hands clutching at his chest. It burned, in that way it always did. He was too wide, too thick. Your cunt spasmed around him, and you clenched without meaning to.

Harry groaned under you, head falling back with a tight jaw. “Fuck, you’re gripping already. Barely got the tip in, and you’re squeezing me like that?”

You moaned, half from pleasure, half from frustration. You tried to slide down farther on him, but your body resisted, muscles trembling. Your thighs started to burn from the effort. Every time you moved even a little lower, it felt like you were being split open.

He watched you struggle, his breathing getting heavier. His hands never left your hips, guiding, steady, controlling. “You want help, baby? Or you wanna prove you can take it?”

You whimpered, shaking your head. “I want to, I swear—I just can’t…”

He shushed you gently, a sudden contrast to his rough grip. “Don’t cry, angel. We’ll make it fit. You always take me, don’t you?”

You nodded, swallowing hard.

“Good girl,” he purred. “Then ride me.”

You tried again, lowering yourself more, inch by inch. Your walls stretched painfully around him, slick pooling between your legs. You cried out, digging your nails into his shoulder blades. You weren’t even halfway down, and it already felt like too much.

He groaned, sweat beginning to sheen on his chest. “You’re fuckin’ made for me. Look at you, struggling on top of me like this— fuck..”

The way he said it, it made your insides twist with need.

“I can’t ride you, H—” you gasped, tears stinging your lashes. “I—my legs are shaking, I—”

“Because you’re lazy or because I’m too big?” he asked lowly, cocky and calm.

You whined. “Both.”

He laughed—genuinely laughed—and then he gripped your hips tighter. “That’s alright, bunny. I’ll do it for you.”

And then, without warning, he bucked his hips up.

You screamed.

Your body sank onto him all at once, and your thighs gave out completely, collapsing onto his chest. You were so full, too full. It felt like he reached everywhere. Like he had no business fitting inside you at all.

You couldn’t breathe. Couldn’t think.

“Shhh, shhh, I’ve got you,” he cooed into your ear, wrapping one strong arm around your waist. “There you go, baby. You’re doing so well.”

You tried to lift your hips again, but your legs wouldn’t cooperate. Your pussy fluttered helplessly around him, stretched to its limit, overwhelmed. The burn, the fullness, the way he kept praising you through your struggle, it was all too much.

“I feel so full,” you whispered, voice wrecked.

“I know you do.” He kissed your temple, his other hand coming up to cradle your jaw. “Look at you. Stuffed full of cock and still trying to be brave. You’re my perfect girl, aren’t you?”

You nodded, tears slipping down your cheeks.

He shifted you in his arms, effortlessly strong, so your chest was flush with his and your thighs straddled his waist loosely. He was so deep like this, nestled inside your trembling cunt, and he didn’t move, just held you there, letting your walls adjust.

Then he started to thrust.

Slowly, at first, tiny rocks of his hips that made you whimper with each motion. The stretch was sharper now that he was moving. You moaned into his neck, nails raking down his back.

“You feel that?” he murmured, breath hot against your cheek.

“Yes,” you sobbed. “Feels so big—too big—”

“But you’re still taking it,” he said darkly. “You’re taking all of me.”

His pace picked up. The sound of skin slapping against skin filled the room, along with your broken cries. Your body bounced slightly with each thrust, but you couldn’t even lift yourself anymore. He was holding all your weight, driving up into you again and again, stretching you raw.

You keened, walls fluttering desperately.

“Fuck,” he growled, biting down lightly on your shoulder. “Gonna come just from being used like this, aren’t you? My desperate, messy girl.”

You shattered.

Your body spasmed in his arms, and you screamed as your orgasm tore through you, overwhelming, all-consuming, a full-body quake that left your limbs numb and your head fuzzy. You didn’t even realize you were crying until he kissed the tears off your cheeks.

“That’s it,” he whispered, still fucking you through it, though his thrusts were sloppier now, more desperate. “That’s my girl.”

Your walls clenched hard again, and he let out a strangled groan, burying his face in your neck.

“Fuck, baby—I’m gonna—”

And then he was coming, cock twitching deep inside you as he groaned your name, hot and low and broken. You felt the warmth of it fill you, his hips grinding into yours as he emptied every last drop.

He didn’t move for a while, just held you there, wrapped around him, still trembling.

Eventually, he stroked your back and kissed your jaw. “You okay, lovie?”

You nodded weakly. “Mhm. Sore.”

He smiled into your skin. “Did I break my girl?”

“Almost,” you whispered, smirking.

[elllisaaa]

YOU SHOULD DO FILMING A SEX TAPE WITH ENHYPEN

yes yes yes !! the only downside of me thinking about this too much is that now i have the increasing need to write a full fanfic about filming a sextape with heeseung

HEESEUNG gets hard the second you mention the possibility of filming a sextape. he strikes me as someone who would fucking love to receive and send nudes, so having videos of the two of you would feel even better. it’s perfect for when he’s away on tour too, because he’s a visualizer and he cannot cum if he doesn’t hear your pretty moans. he’s basically down for doing everything on camera, and he will even end up creating a special folder just for these videos. he has some close up of your pussy covered in his cum, of you drooling around his cock, of your cunt swallowing his big cock. i think he’d also tease a whole lot more, being cocky about the whole situation even if he’s the one losing his mind every time he watches the footage again. anyway, he’s on the nasty side.

“- open your mouth for me pretty, show me how much of a slut you are for me… yeah, just like that.” 

JAY would literally do anything for you, so of course he is going to say yes. i don’t think he would particularly into it himself, but how much it is turning you on is what makes him hard. he’s the definition of a service dom, so it isn’t surprising. he’ll talk about it with for hours before actually doing it so that he can be sure he will fulfill your desires perfectly. and there will also definitely be a much more romantic dimension - footage of your face when he’s making you cum, of him while he’s worshiping your body and you’re the one holding the camera, or of your whole body on full display while he’s fingering you. your fantasy will slowly grow on him though. 

“- you look so beautiful, princess. i love you so much.”

JAKE is a whore, of course he’s saying yes. actually, he will surely be the one to ask you about filming a sextape, something he had always wanted to try. he’s horny all the time, and even more when he’s stressed out and far away from you - some videos of the two of you are not a want, they’re a need. though the content is a little different from the one his two hyungs like, in the sense that jake loves when you’re on top, and that’s what he wanna see when he needs to jerk off. videos of you riding him, of him whining pathetically when you’re edging him, of your hand on his cock while you’re telling him that he’s your toy. he wouldn’t be against having some footage of him destroying your pussy too, but you domming him is always what gets him going the most.

“- fuck, you’re so tight… please, let me cum inside and film it dripping from your pussy… please.”

SUNGHOON is so cocky about it, it’s actually infuriating how confident he is. the whole time you’re discussing it with him, he has that smirk on his face, and maybe he’s even sitting on the couch and manspreading and and and ! anyway, he’s down for it as long as you beg - it’s not that he’s against the idea, it’s just that he loves to see you get down on your knees for him. the majority of the videos consist of showing how much of a slut you are : ones of you being ruined from behind, of you grinding against his thigh with tears in your eyes, and of your eyes rolling to the back of your head just because of his fingers. he’s sending you those footage at the worst moments because he loves it when you’re all needy for him, he just wants to see you go crazy on him.

“- that’s it darling, fuck yourself on my cock like the dumb girl you are.”

JUNGWON is not very big on nudes, he prefers the real thing or to call you if he’s really in need of a quick release, so you’ll have to be the one to bring up the thought. but once you do, he’s actually down to try it with you. i can’t see him loving it as much as the others, but once in a while, it’s something he enjoys. with him, it’s mostly short videos focused on your boobs bouncing with each one of his thrusts, or of his cock buried deep in your cunt when he’s barely moving. what turns him on the most about it are the sounds the both of you are making. 

“- you feel so good, baby, don’t stop… say my name again.”

SUNOO is so shy at first, he’s really hesitant because he doesn’t want to disappoint you if the videos turn out to be bad. but he’s trusting you with his life, and he knows you will stop as soon as he asks you to do so. as much as he is a pillow prince, he will make the videos all about you and your pleasure. his favorite footage is the one in which he’s eating you out like a starved man and you’re moaning his name like a prayer. there will also be some shots of you caressing him while filming everything through the reflection of the mirror, or of his hands running your body up and down. he mostly does it for you because he knows how much you miss him when he’s away, but he gets to cum every time so he loves it too. 

“- i want you to remember how good it feels everytime you rewatch this.”

[daphwritesworld]

#21 K. Walsh— BeFoUr. [part two]

(ft: #6 L. Williamson)

content: Top!Keira, Bottom!Reader, Top!Leah, impact play (R receiving), Brat Tamer!Keira, Brat Tamer!Leah, fingering (R & Leah receiving), orgasm denial, squirting, spit kink oops, breath play, double penetration, Keira & Leah bending Reader like a pretzel with manhandling, oral (R & Keira receiving), making a porno, going to Paris Oui Oui (iykyk)

warnings: dom/sub relationship, choking, a few clit, thigh, and ass spanks, being filmed while fucking, forearm choking (🫣), 3sum, Reader getting pipped tf down by some straps, mentions of said strap-ons referred to as cock/dick at times, being called a slut, whore, etc…

synopsis: How many footballers does it take to break a brat? Two!

word count: 5.9k

!! 18+ MINORS DNI !!

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A silicone cock rests against your cheek and the other on your ass, grinding into everywhere but where you need them most. You look up to see who’s at your front end, the tall blonde’s abs are the first thing you’re greeted with. Her voice drops a few octaves as her eyes grow darker.

"We're just getting started, darling." 

You don’t even have time to react before you feel it– Keira pushing her strap in. A sudden gasp escapes you from the feeling, your hips trying to roll back and sink her deeper inside of your cunt. But that’s put to an end the second your girlfriend’s hands find your waist, holding you still as she pulls out completely before fucking you with just the tip. That perfect record you’ve shattered is starting to come back and haunt you sooner than you thought. A loud whine leaves your lips, an angry air surrounding it as you give a huff at the end. You try to force your hips back again, but the grip on them only tightens, sure to leave behind some bruises as a gift. As the struggle for control continues, Leah is watching with an amused smirk gracing her lips. Her eyes meet with Keira’s for just a second, but that’s enough for them to know what the next step is. 

A smack is heard echoing throughout the room followed by a broken cry. The skin on your ass tingles and stings from the handprint left etched there, and before you know it a hand is tangling in your hair. Your head is yanked up as Leah’s other hand drops to your mouth. Her eyes stare into yours, a fire burning behind them you can’t quite place. It’s like you’re her prey, and you can’t wait to get caught by the big bad wolf. The blonde slowly runs her thumb over your bottom lip, feeling the way your breath hitches from her touch. She licks her own lips before speaking, “You’re in enough trouble as it is, it’d straighten up if I was you, darling.” 

This is maddening, straight torture for your soul. You usually get exactly what you want with just a little pout and a “Please baby!” to follow. I mean how could Keira ever deny her sweet little princess when she’s been nothing but good? You’ve grown accustomed to being pampered, to getting your way no matter what. It’s Keira’s fault really, she’s created this monster all on her own. 

“Oh piss off–” you're caught off guard from the next slap delivered by your girlfriend. It isn’t to your ass or to your thighs– oh no. She goes straight for your clit. It’s puffy, red, and oh so sensitive. So it’s no surprise to her when tears start to gather up in your eyes, a moan being bitten down as you struggle for some sort of control back. This is not how this is supposed to go, and you won’t give in without a fight. Leah might be working against you now, but that just motivates you ten times more to prove them both wrong. 

“Don’t be rude to our guest,” Keira growls out. Her voice has a dangerous tint to it, as if she’s daring you to misbehave. You let out a giggle before your eyes meet Leah’s once more, your hips rolling back as Keira’s grip disappears from your hips. “Or what? We both know you’ll fuck me either way,” and then your sinking back further onto her strap. You only make it about halfway down before she’s holding you back in place, her own hand replacing Leah’s in your hair. 

You feel the burn on your scalp before your brain can process anything else. Everything in your eyesight is a blur for the next few seconds, your girlfriend manhandling you around like a damn throw pillow. It isn’t until your feet are touching the ground that you understand what position she’s put you in. You go to open your mouth and say something smartassy again, but you’re interrupted by a gasp that tears through your lungs. It’s punched out of you with Keira’s thrust inside of you, burying her silicone cock to the hilt of your pussy. 

“Get on your fucking tip toes,” She leaves another spank on your ass. You follow her direction, shifting into how she wants you as it changes the angle of her thrusts. It stretches and aches in the best way possible. It’s an all consuming feeling that has your toes ready to curl out from under you before she’s even started properly fucking you. You fight to keep your eyes facing forward in your skull, not wanting to show the effect she has over your pleasure. Keira leans over to lay some kisses up your back trailing to your neck, “You don’t deserve this– not one fucking bit. But tonight isn’t about you, baby.” 

Her hips start a bruising pace, desperate noises flying from your mouth as she bullies her way into your cunt.  Your arms scramble to try and hold your upper body up as you push off the mattress, but that plan is thwarted as a hand lands in the center of your shoulders and shoves your upper body back down into the sheets. “Dumb fucking slut,” she’s forcing you into a deeper arch now. Keira has never fucked you like this– sure you’ve had rougher sex…but nothing like this. She’s reaching places inside of you that you didn’t even know existed, and there is no denying how much you love it. The evidence is clear in the creamy white ring already forming around your girlfriend’s strap. Your thighs are drenched in your wetness, coating your skin with a glistening glow when the light catches it just right. 

It’s a sight Leah is trying to perfectly commit to memory. She’s thought of this so many times over the years, pictured exactly how she’d have her way with you alongside her best mate. But finally coming face to face with it? It’s knocking the air out of her lungs. She’s stuck watching the scene in front of her like a patron of a theater show– eyes racking over every line, curve, and inch of your body. It isn’t until one of your hands lands on her thigh that she’s snapped out of her trance. Your eyes aren’t even open, hands just desperately searching for something to hold onto as Keira rearranges your guts. The observation has the blonde smiling deviously, “One of us not enough for you?” 

You open your mouth at the question, sticking your tongue out as you look up. It takes all your focus just to meet her gaze, every muscle in your body screaming at you to give up and accept your fate. But why would you do that? I mean where is the fun in giving up so early? It causes a growl to come bubbling out of the blonde’s chest, one hand gripping your hair as the other goes to fist her purple strap. She places the tip on your tongue, her hips shallowly thrusting her way in as you choke on the newfound intrusion. She gives you a few seconds to adjust, letting her hands gather your hair into a makeshift ponytail. You don’t expect it when she shoves your head further down, your eyes burning with tears from the stretch in your throat. 

The grip in your hair tightens as Leah moves it into one hand, guiding your head to the pace she wants. Your whole body feels like it’s on fire, and a sudden sharp thrust from Keira has you moaning around the dildo stuffed down your throat. You can’t get away no matter where you run– stuck in a rhythm of pleasure and pain that keeps you addicted to the thrill. Keira’s hands run down your back and up your spine, her lips following as she leaves hickeys in her path. Once she reaches your neck her weight falls on top of you. She bullies her strap deeper into your cunt, pushing your body forward with the force behind her hips. It has you gagging around Leah, your nose burying itself into her groin as you try to blink the tears from your eyes. “Look so pretty deepthroating my cock,” it comes out a little raspy. “Who knew you’d be such a crybaby? Thought you’d put up more of a fig–” she cuts herself with a high pitch yelp. You’d dug your nails into her thigh where they’d been resting, little red crescent moons carved into her skin. It causes the Arsenal defender to jump back, pulling the purple dildo from between your lips. She has an incredulous look upon her face, a small dramatic gasp escaping from her lungs. “Feisty little thing aren’t you?” It has you giggling for a few seconds, but that’s put to a stop when your girlfriend pulls back till just the tip is inside of your pussy. 

She waits for a few seconds, letting herself take in the sight of you clenching around the head of her blue silicone cock. (The strap knew she was going to Chelsea before she did) It’s like your body is begging for it..begging for her. It makes a small smirk dance at the corner of her mouth, her eyes connecting with Leah’s as she slams her hips down into yours. She sneaks a hand down around to your front, rubbing circles on your clit as you squirm under her touch. She gives you a warning, “Stop moving, baby.” But the words go in one ear and right out the other, your body trying to crawl away not even two seconds later. It has Keira using her free hand to pull your head up, lightly wrapping her forearm around your neck as she climbs over you more. The change in position has you moaning out slurs of unintelligible words and pleas. Keira slows her hips as she speaks, “What’s your color, love?” 

“G-Greeeeen!” It comes out as a squeal as her plastic dick only sinks further into spots that’ve never been reached inside of you before. Places you didn’t even know could feel so fucking good. She loosens her arm from your throat as you give your answer. You respond by letting your mouth fall onto her bicep that's in front of you now, moaning out as you sink your teeth into the taut muscles there. It has Keira’s pace faltering for a moment, the pain registering as a shock straight to her clit. Her eyebrows start furrowing as she gets used to the feeling, drool running down her arm as you let your tongue lap at the freckled skin there. It sets a whole new fire under your girlfriend, fueling her hips as she uses her weight to slam down into you. The bed is shaking now, the creaking of springs from the hotel mattress and your combined sounds of pleasure filling up the room. This position has you hurling towards an orgasm, your eyes crossing as Keira’s dick game starts melting your brain into goo. 

“Can I cum?” You have to force yourself to get the muffled words out in time, hands gripping the sheets starting to tear off the corner of the previously perfectly made bed. 

Keira’s lips ghost against your neck, her breath leaving goosebumps in her wake. She stops at your ear, biting it first as a quiet groan bubbles out of her. “No,” you can hear the smirk in her voice. “Hold it like a good girl.”

It has a desperate whine leaving you, your gut twisting up as you fight the feeling back. The next thing you know you’re being blinded by a light in front of you, Leah’s voice filling up your mind. “Smile for the camera, pretty girl.” She once again puts her hand in your hair, pulling your head up as Keira adjusts her bicep back around your throat as she lightly squeezes. Not enough to hurt you or completely cut off your breathing– just enough to make your head feel a little fuzzy. Leah’s hand moves to squeeze your cheeks now, forcing your face towards the lens of the phone recording you. “You like getting held down and fucked like a dirty slut don’t you,” she says it as more of observation. There’s no question behind her statements, just a cocky assessment of your brattiness. “Act so big and bad in public, but you're just a needy little whore who needs her holes stuffed.”

Leah’s words have you clenching down around the strap pummelling into your insides, an unexpected orgasm about to tear from you before you can stop it. You brace yourself– ready to stay quiet in lieu of announcing your approaching high. But Keira is always ten steps ahead. She knows your body better than you do. Every single shake, shiver, and twitch has a distinct code that only she can decipher. Just as you’re about to spill over the edge she’s pulling out and landing a harsh slap down onto your ass, a cry leaving your lips as you try and grind your hips back towards her own. You don’t even have time to take a breath before she’s flipping you back over, your body bouncing on the mattress as you try to gather your bearings. Your girlfriend lands one last slap to your cunt before she moves to take the camera from her Leah’s hands, “She’s all yours, mate.” 

Oh. Fuck. 

You feel her before you see her, determined hands wrapping around your feet before pulling you towards the opposite edge of the bed . Your legs instinctively go to wrap around her hips and she lets you, her strap resting between the lips of your pussy. She’s standing on the floor towering over you, her tongue running between her lips as she rakes her eyes up and down your exposed body. Your chest is heaving, anticipation building as she runs her hands up to the backs of your thighs. Her teasing touches dance across your skin, shivers racking your body as she pushes and pulls your body along with hers. Leah lets her lips come dangerously close to your own, her hips grinding her strap right into your clit. “Missionary seems a little vanilla for you, Williamson. Thought you had more grit than that,” it doesn’t come out as strong as you’d like. A quiver to your voice showing the cracks below the surface of your facade. 

“I’ve dreamed of how I’d fuck you for years, and I’ve come to the conclusion that seeing your face when I break you? That’s what I really want. To lick the tears off your face as you beg me to put my dick back in and keep fucking you,” she brings one of your legs to rest up against her shoulder. “You like to think you’re in charge, but we all know at the end of the day,” she pulls back to line her tip up with your entrance. “...you’d do anything we say just to get your slutty pussy stuffed.”

She slams her hips into yours, the purple dick attached to her hips burying inside of you to the hilt in one thrust. One of her hands comes up to take turns groping your breasts, pinching and pulling at your nipples as her hips stay completely still. You push yourself up onto your forearms, looking down to see where she’s splitting you open. Her hand holding your leg in place moves around to rub your clit. It feels good, but it’s not enough. I mean how could it be when you're clenching and unclenching around the strap sitting so snuggly inside of you? 

“Le pl-please!” It comes out as a broken moan, fighting off the feelings of your submissiveness creeping up. Your body is begging for you to give up. Your pussy is leaking, gripping onto the fake veins of Leah’s strap as it cries for her attention. 

The smirk on her face is so prominent you can hear it, “Please what, darling?”

A groan escapes your lungs as you throw your head back, trying to ground yourself as you fight off the need to give in. A furrow between your brows forms as you raise your head back up, eyes locking with hers as your frustrations bubble up. “Move!” It’s a desperate cry, attitude sinking into your tone as the need for her overtakes your brain. 

“Not until you can prove you deserve it,” she lands a slap to your inner thigh. You let out a yelp as you jump from the impact, clenching down on the dildo inside of you. The air in the room gets thicker as the seconds tick by, your cunt throbbing for some attention as it leaks out a mess between your bodies. A pout settles into your lips as you watch her form above your own, taking this time to fully take in her appearance. Her hair’s been put up into a ponytail– little pieces around her face falling into place to perfectly frame it. Her muscles are flexed, bulging out with a light sweat dusting over her skin. She looks angelic, like she walked straight out of painting. A Greek goddess come to life from a stone carving. Everywhere your eyes drift sends a new wave of shocks and tingles straight towards your cunt. Your back arches on its own accord, your body searching out for more as the dizziness in your brain fogs over the rational parts telling you to put up a fight. 

“I’m sorry!” The words come spewing out before you can stop yourself, hips grinding down onto the strap as you start to babble out apologies. “Please fuck me,” it comes out so high pitched. “Use me however you want– I can take it!”

Suddenly your wrists are being dragged above your head, pinned to the duvet as your head bounces from the impact of moving on the springy mattress. Her lean body leans down over yours as your one leg stretches along with her movements, your knee touching your chest by the time she’s face to face with you. She hasn’t even started fucking you yet, but you’re already a mess beneath her…reduced to nothing but a needy little slut begging for more…begging for her. It’s like an adrenaline rush overtakes Leah with every whimper that escapes you, incoherent rambles spilling from your lips as your hips keep grinding up into her. “So whiney aren’t you, love?” She pulls her strap out slowly, making sure you feel every single inch moving inside of you. 

She pulls back till just the tip is in, your pussy clamping down to try and keep her from leaving the confines of your cunt. A desperate cry falls from your lips, wrists struggling against her restraint as she fucks you with just the tip. Not! Again! That’s all that’s going through your mind. “P-Please Le!” There’s tears pouring down your cheeks now, “W-Why are you being s-so mean!” Sobs rack through your body, your facade finally dissolving underneath the blonde’s reign. She chuckles darkly, eyes peering down at you like a predator about to devour their prey. The defender bends down towards your face as she speaks next, “You just look so pretty when you cry,” and she leans down to lick the tears off your cheeks. 

You moan out at the action, your teeth sinking down into your bottom lip to try and hide your enjoyment from the humiliating act. Leah has you distracted by that, so it opens the best opportunity for her to slam her strap back into you. It knocks the wind out of you, silent screams coming from your ‘O’ shaped mouth. Suddenly Leah’s phone is back in your face, wet eyes twinkling from the light source. It snaps you out of your trance, a slutty moan tearing out of your throat. You’ve completely forgotten about the camera until now– too caught up in this cat and mouse game going on between you and Leah. She sets a punishing pace to her hips, sounds of your skin slapping filling up the room as your girlfriend films it like a porno director. Truth be told, you really do look like you walked right out a porn set right now: hair laying perfectly on the sheets beneath you, tits jiggling along to Leah’s thrusts, your pussy leaking all over the place, and of course the beautiful noises flowing from your mouth. Leah’s gaze finds Keira’s, “Hold her down for me, mate.”

Keira’s hands replace Leah’s on your wrists, the blonde using her own to grip your hips and use them as handlebars. She grounds herself as she bullies her cock into your pussy, pounding you into the mattress as the headboard starts banging against the wall. It has Keira running to put a pillow between the oak wood and the grey walls of the hotel to soften the blow. The last thing you all need is to get kicked out mid fuck sesh. Plus you have to be mindful of your neighbours, right? I mean… yeah, the super loud lesbian sex is probably already drowning out the tv on full blast…but at least she’s trying okay! You use this opportunity to let your hands roam freely. One of them goes up to her neck, fingers running along the gold chain dangling from around it. Leah’s eyes meet with yours before you wrap the necklace around your fingertips and pull her down towards you. It has a throaty groan leaving her mouth as you guide her lips onto your own.

Kissing Leah feels so natural– like you’ve done it for years. You’ve known each other longer than you’ve known Keira, but she handles your body with a familiarity you can’t quite place. She still faintly tastes of your cum, her tongue bullying its way into your mouth as she puts more force behind her hips. One of Leah’s hands comes up to wrap around your throat. “Pathetic,” her words are being broken up from your lips chasing hers. “Fucking,” and with lips like yours? “Slut,” she can’t help but keep coming back for more. Leah can only describe this experience as encountering an enchantress, your eyes and subtle touches blinding her brain with an overwhelming cloud of lust. You’ve sunk your claws under her skin and she can’t get you out– and she doesn’t want to. Not when your free hand comes up to tangle in the hair at the nape of her neck, eliciting a perfectly balanced feeling of pain and pleasure to stimulate her brain. 

The flash is suddenly back and it draws your attention away enough for Leah to work her way out of your grip. Keira’s smirking down at the screen of her best friend’s phone, capturing the dumb look on your face as Leah fucks the coherent thoughts out of your head. She chuckles as she moves some stray hairs out of your face. “I think it’s time Le,” The blonde’s hips come to a stuttering stop. A slight hesitancy in her moves as she pulls herself up off the top of your body, “You sure?” 

“Trust me– she can take it,” Keira taps you on the cheek. “Right baby?” 

You don’t even know what's going on, but the thought of the night ending before you can cum again? NO CAN DO BITCH! Your hips grind against the dildo attached to her waist, noises leaving your lips that would normally embarrass you to no end. But you can’t find a care in this moment. Your mind is completely gone– the only thoughts consuming you are of having the Mario Coins beat out your pussy. 

“Use your words,” Leah lands a slap to your clit, more tears burning your waterline. “You know better than that,” Keira’s voice cuts in. Your mind is spinning, using all your energy to gather your wits to speak, “I c-can take i-it!” It comes out so whiny, high pitched and desperate as your voice cracks. Keira leans down to leave a kiss on your lips as Leah inches her cock out of you, “Good girl.” 

You’re suddenly being folded over, your knees resting against your breasts as they’re squished to your chest. Keira helps slide a pillow under your lower back, giving a better angle for her best mate to dig into her girlfriend’s guts. Leah’s hands hold the backside of your thighs in place, her strap sliding through your folds with ease. “I’ve dreamed about fucking you like this,” she lines her tip up as Keira once again picks up the phone. “Then you better not hold back, Williamson,” you’ve recovered enough to find your attitude. She sharpens her eyes at you, “Watch it.” 

“Make me,” a smile effortlessly falls onto your lips. “Make me beg for it,” your hands run from her stomach up to her neck– she shivers as your fingertips ghosts over her nipples. “Make me beg for you.” 

Her grip on the skin of your thighs tightens, bruises surely to bloom there on your skin tomorrow. She lets the first thrust set the tone, ruthless and demanding. “AHH!” It’s the only thing that can leave your lips. Leah plants her feet right by your ass, knees bent as she drills her cock into the depths of your cunt. This new angle has you drooling by the fifth thrust, mushroom tip massaging into your G-spot. Nothing to be heard but your rhythm of “Ah, Ah, Ah’s!”

 “God dammit,” Leah groans out as she looks down to see where you two are connected. Keira zooms in on the scene, purple silicone covered in a creamy white ring at the base. “Perfect. Fucking. Pussy,’ Leah says between harder thrusts. Her own muscles are tensing up, her clit getting stimulated with every thrust in this position. She’s fighting off her own orgasm, quelling the fire roaring inside her belly. You put your fingers in your mouth, trying to hide the sounds involuntarily being ripped from your body. Leah slaps your hands away. “If you wanted something in your mouth,” she flashes a devious smile to Keira. “All you had to do was ask.” 

The next thing you know you’re being greeted by the sight of your girlfriend’s thighs parting over your head. Your hands reach out for her, trying to pull her down towards you more. Keira catches your hands and holes them out beside you, a disappointed look overcoming her features. “Use your mouth for something it’s actually good at,” she begins lowering her pussy towards your face. “And maybe we’ll let you cum,” she rests her weight down onto your head. You moan out at the contact, eyes rolling into the back of your head from the taste. Your tongue goes to work, Keira taking the lead as she keeps you pinned down and her hips grind into your face. She gifts you with a moan and some praise, “Just like that, darling.” 

Her essence is painting across your face, your chin soaked as you shake your head from side to side, tongue laid out flat against your clit. If there is one thing you love more than being fucked? It’s eating out your girlfriend. One time you’d stayed buried between her thighs so long that her pubes left a small raw patch on your chin. She’d deemed it ‘Carpet burn’ and thought it was the funniest thing ever spoken on this planet. Bad puns and sex injuries aside– you’d die happily suffocating between her thighs. Your tongue sneaks its way inside her cunt, fucking her with it as you focus on her pleasure over your own. Her hips chase after her own high, your nose catching her clit as her chest heaves more. The grip around your head gets a little tighter as her muscles tense up. You moan out as Leah fucks into you harder, the vibrations going straight to Keira’s core. It has her legs muscles bulging and her nails digging into your restrained wrists. “Fuuuck,” she throws her head back. And just as she cums all over your mouth? Leah sets a rhythm of landing spanks to your clit, a white blinding hot heat creeping up your spine. 

Your body is squirming around as a familiar feeling starts taking over. You don’t even notice it’s gonna happen till it does, eyes rolling into the back of your head as whorish moans flow right out of you and into Keira’s cunt. It has her pulling off your face to properly hear you, eyes stuck in place along with Leah’s. “Fuuuck keep squirting, baby— thereeee you go!” Leah rasps out as she fucks you through the aftershock, her own orgasm crashing down over her as she tries to quite her sounds by burying her face in the crook of your neck.  Your legs are shaking uncontrollably as the pleasure racks through your body, tears streaming down your face as the euphoric feeling floats through your lungs like air. The blonde’s pace slows to a stop, her body falling on top of yours as you both gather your breaths back. You swear your ears are ringing at this point, clenching your eyes closed as you try and focus on leveling your breathing back out. Leah is caring and gentle as she pulls out of you and sets your legs back down into a normal placement. You wince a little, your legs aching from being placed in that position for so long. 

Keira sets you up and moves behind you, her lips leaving kisses on your neck to calm your heart rate down. “Color? We can stop if it’s too much,” her voice is so soft as she says it. You turn towards her as sweet hands come to cup your face, her thumbs running across your cheeks. Your eyes widen at that, “No!” You don’t even give her a second to take a breath before you cut in, “I’m still green, baby.” It has both girls laughing, sharing an amused look as you zealously get back into position with your back to your girlfriend’s chest. “Now come here and let me make you cum!” 

Leah rolls her eyes as she crawls closer, “Technically you already made me cum.”

“No, you made yourself cum with that strap game,” you reach and grab her fingers as you pull her closer to straddle over your lap. “So let me prove how good of a girl I can really be,” and then you put two of her fingers in your mouth. Leah’s eyes darken as she watches your mouth slick up her digits, your tongue caressing them as you get them nice and lubed up. She takes over for a second, fucking your throat as she keeps eye contact with you. Once she’s deemed them wet enough she takes them out, sliding them up to rest inside of your swollen cunt. You hiss out from the overstimulation, but she doesn’t move them. “I-I’m supposed to be making y-you feel good,” you chastise her. She grabs your wrist with her free hand as she guides it towards your lips.  She doesn’t even need to say anything for you to understand. Your cheeks are burning but you do it without any hesitation. The blonde guides your fingers as she once again fucks your throat. It has a wave of humiliation coursing through your veins as you suck and lick all over your own hand, your walls clenching down around Leah’s fingers. “Then hurry up and fuck me before I go back the club and find someone better to do it,” and her fingers are gone from inside you. 

You shake her fingers off your wrists as you pull your own from your mouth, running their tips across her erect nipples. She shudders from the action, hips shifting forward as she searches for some kind of friction against her aching clit. Her legs spread a little wider as she shifts on your lap, finally letting her full weight rest on you as she melts into your touch. “Doing so good, baby. Now tease her slit,” Keira starts directing your movements. It sets a whole new emotion of  arousal off within you. Your girlfriend telling you how to finger fuck her best mate? You think you might pass out on the spot. Have you died and gone to Heaven? Your fingers follow Keira’s words, fingers aimlessly running through the wet folds of Leah’s cunt as you avoid her clit. 

“Oh fuck off, Keira!” Leah groans it out as a furrow takes hold between her brows. You take a page out of the defender’s play book and land a slap to her bundle of nerves, “Don’t speak to her that way!” It’s barked out from your throat, Keira jumping from the surprise. You can feel her chest vibrating from laughter as she takes in the scene before her. “I mean you did say she was Feisty, Le.” Your fingers gather up her wetness as you circle around her entrance, “So apologize and I might let y/n help you finish, or you can be a bitch and ride her thigh. Your choice, mate.” Keira's eyes meet Leah’s in a tense battle of power ensues. You all know Keira calls the shots, but damn does it look good to see her fight for it. To claim what she so gratefully owns as her best friend squirms and withers right in front of her. 

Keira always gets a high off of being in control, but this is like a whole new drug. It’s entering her blood stream and sending her nervous system into disarray with every second that passes. “I’m sorry—” she barely gets the words out before you sink your fingers up into her cunt. It has her gasping into the air of the bedroom, back arching as her breasts are pushed into your face. Your mouth instinctually latches onto her nipples, tongue running over her buds as you periodically switch between the two. Leah’s body starts meeting your wrists, riding your fingers as you drool all over her tits. Keira still has half a mind to scrabble for the forgotten camera once more, directing it back to capture this magnificent sight before her. “D-Don’t stop!” It’s growled out as Leah’s hand once again finds its way to your hair. She pulls on it, guiding your gaze up to her own as you slobber on her boob currently stuffed in your mouth. Keira returns to giving you directions, “Rub her clit now, baby.” You let your thumb come up to assist, going back and forth between circles and figure 8’s as Leah’s hips start stuttering. You let your teeth graze against her nipples as you slightly pull away from her chest, lips coming back to leave hickeys across her chest. Her hips start to get sloppy as she grinds her groin down onto your hand, her slick dripping as it runs down your wrist and around your forearm. Leah’s eyes meet yours as her body tenses up, her hand pulling your face to hers as you crash your lips together. You swallow up all of her noises of bliss as she slows her pace above you, looking like perfection as she lets herself collapse into you. She places a kiss to your forehead after she’s gained enough of her breath back, eyes meeting with Keira’s over your shoulder. 

The two of them speak simultaneously as they already start moving into different positions, “Round 2?”

[velvetydream]

꒰ : ♠️ [ Got a fur coat, so I make it purr - 성화 ] ”♡ᵎ꒱ˀˀ ↷ ⋯

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Pairing : Dom! Seonghwa x Fem! Sub! Reader Summary : Watching Seonghwa film the Matz MV with that tattoo on his neck, that fur coat and his slicked back hair did something to you. Word count : 4K Words Genre : Pure filthy detailed smut with little plot Smut content : DomSub Dynamic, Dirty Talk, Degrading, Praising, Blowjob, Insults (Slut, bitch, cockslut, cumslut), Mommy Kink (Reader to Seonghwa), Petnames (Princess, darling, baby, good girl, kitten, love, doll, dear), Nipple play (F receiving), Teasing, Slight chocking, Cunnilingus, Overstimulation (F receiving), Comming mutiple times (F), Fucking raw (Wrap it up people), Comming inside a/n : The man he is.. Istg.. That MV did something to me, Seonghwa and Hongjoong were phenomenal 😩 Disclaimer : This is purely fiction and in no way supposed to dispict how Seonghwa is in real life. Please skip and block if you don't like it.

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It bothered you.

It bothered you how hot he looked in that stupid coat, with his stupid hair and that stupid fake 'MATZ' tattoo on his throat. How you wished to adorne that exact throat with hickeys and bitemarks, making sure everyone knew he was yours.

"So.. Hwa is doing pretty amazing isn't he?" Hongjoong stood beside you now, watching Seonghwa film one of his parts of the music video. Why did he have to mention it? Of course, he was doing amazing, more than amazing, and that stupid smirk of his he was showing to the camera. And after seeing them blindfolded in that car and being tied to those chairs, it was over for you, pressing your thighs together tightly. "Yeah, he's doing a really good job, the theme suits him." He nods as you two continue watching Seonghwa before he gets called over, and they switch, Seonghwa coming over to you and snaking his arms around your waist, smiling down brightly at you now.

"How was I? Was it okay?" It was obvious he was a bit nervous about his performance, smiling up at him softly pushing a strand out of his face. "You were more than okay Hwa, you were so amazing! The MV will be awesome!" Beaming up at your boyfriend now, his smile becomes even brighter, hiding his face in your neck, making you giggle till you hear a soft yawn. "Awe is my baby tired already?" Carding your fingers softly through the part of his non-braided hair, his breathing soft as he hugs you to his body, the fur coat he was wearing warming you up slightly in the cold November breeze.

"How long do you think the recording will take today?" Shrugging his shoulders softly, his head raised to look over to Hongjoong, who was now filming his own solo takes; it was afternoon already, and everyone had been up and filming for many hours already. "Probably not much longer. Hongjoong is almost finished, and then we'll continue tomorrow." Nuzzling his face back into your neck now, his arms hold tightly onto you, while your fingers move to play with the hair of his nape. A little bit sad on the inside that he seemed so tired already, you had hoped for some little fun at home but he'll probably just want to cuddle and sleep. "You staying over today?" Mumbling into your neck now, it tickled a little bit, before nodding and assuring him you'd stay over. "I missed you, we've been so busy lately.." A sigh leaves Seonghwas lips now, pressing a soft kiss to your neck, making the need in you grow even more and send heat to your core, that man was doing the most without even knowing he was.

"And cut! Good work everyone! You all did amazing! See you tomorrow to finish!" The director shouts as Hongjoong comes over to the two of you. "Let's go home and get a good night's sleep!" Hongjoong shouts, making everyone cheer, even Seonghwa raising his head now and cheering. Of course, you'd probably have to wait for Seonghwa to sleep before retreating to the bathroom quickly to take care of that growing need in your core. Moving into the van, Seonghwa leans his head onto your shoulder, that thick fur coat now laying over your legs to keep you two warm, Hongjoong in the front talking to their manager. "You wanna watch a movie before we sleep or something?" Seonghwa looks up to you now, making you ponder for a second before nodding. "Sure let's watch something." Pressing a kiss to his temple now before the van finally came to a stop after half an hour, arriving at the apartment complex Ateez was living at. "Goodnight you two, see you tomorrow!" Hongjoong waves you two goodbye as he exits the elevator while you two go one more up.

"Hwa! You guys are back early!" San shouts from the living room, looking up from the video game he and Mingi were playing. "Yeah, we started rather early, I'm tired though, and we have another day of filming tomorrow." The coat was in your arms now as you watched Seonghwa stretch his arms over his head, his back muscles flexing through the thin satin shirt; he was truly trying to kill you at this point. "Awee we hoped you'd be up for some dinner!" Mingi pouted now while Seonghwa declined, apologizing to them, telling them how he'd just want to relax a bit with you before sleeping. "Alright, we'll probably be gone in half an hour then, Woo and Yunho come along too," San tells you two, before turning back to the game.

Following Seonghwa to his room now, placing the coat over his chair, eyes set on the animal crossing lego set mid-build on his desk, before you feel his arms around your waist, his chin on your shoulder now. "We need to build a set again together; I miss spending time with you like that or playing animal crossing together.." Pouting now as he thinks of the time he wasn't able to spend with you recently, making you chuckle. "You big baby, you don't see me for a week and become all pouty and sad; how does Hongjoong keep up with you, hm?" Giggling at his expression now as you turn around in his arm, cupping his face softly in your palms, watching Seonghwa close his eyes in contentment. "Who can blame me? I didn't see the love of my life for a whole week, didn't get to kiss her, didn't get to hold her while I sleep.." Pressing many little kisses on your face now, you can't help but giggle, trying to push him away jokingly but his grip on you was too strong, his lips finally meeting yours.

"Get changed, I'll quickly grab something to drink and snack for us." Leaving the room now, you let out a sigh, squeezing your legs together softly. "Why does he always have to be such an angel.. I can't even be mad.." Starting to strip out of your clothes now, your bra soon joins the floor at last, leaving you in only your panties while rummaging through the Seonghwas closet in search of a good sleeping shirt before something pops into your brain. Eyes slowly traveled over to the fur coat Seonghwa had worn the whole day. Taking slow steps over to his desk, your fingertips graze the soft material as you run them over the brown coat. Another glance over your shoulder before grabbing the coat. Quickly, the coat was over your shoulders as you watched yourself in the mirror, giggling to yourself; it was already huge on Seonghwa and even bigger on yourself.

"Princess, we only had normal coke, no zero, or do you want somethin'-" Seonghwa entered the room again, looking down at the coke can in his hands, before looking up and meeting your eyes through the mirror. He was quiet. You quickly pull the coat closer around you to hide yourself before turning around to Seonghwa, his eyes following your every movement like a predator. "C-Coke is fine!" Squeaking out the answer now, your cheeks a deep red. It's not like Seonghwa never saw you naked before, he had many times on many different occasions, some innocent and some.. not so much. "Forget the coke, I found something else I want to snack on." With a smirk, he locked the door; Mingi and San were probably gone by now to eat dinner, but Seonghwa always acted cautious, just in case. Stalking over to you now leaving the can by the door, his whole body hovers over you; he was so freaking tall, staring down at you with a grin now. The grillz were gone now, but that damn tattoo was still on his throat, and his smokey eye makeup made his eyes appear even darker. "H-Huh?" Looking up at him confused now, he said he was tired? What changed his mind so quickly? But you got the answer for that with his next sentence.

"So beautiful in my coat hm~?" His hand was softly caressing your cheek right now, but the look in his eyes told you this would be anything but a soft night. Seonghwa was a duality in person; once he was soft in bed worshipping you through the whole night; in others, he was rough, degraded you, and made you cry tears of pleasure. "Yeah.." Your voice was shaking slightly making Seonghwa chuckle, leaning down now for a kiss. His lips were soft but desperate, his tongue soon licking softly over your lower lip; opening your mouth slightly, his tongue barely grazes yours. He hated messes, and the same goes for his kisses; they were passionate and breathtaking but never messy; he hated seeing people literally shove their tongue in their partner's mouth, so he rather opted for teasing you and leaving you breathless afterward. "On your knees, darling~" He whispers, and immediately you fall to your knees, looking up at him with doe eyes. "So obedient, despite being a little slut and rubbing those thighs the whole day at the set to ease that heat from your crotch hm~? Didn't think I would notice? So desperate for me, little slut~" He smirks down at you, his hand softly caressing your cheek, before shoving two of his fingers into your mouth, immediately sucking on them, trying to be the good girl he wants you to be.

Seonghwa always knew what got you going, he was such an attentive lover, always knowing what you needed. And right now, you needed him to ruin you, and he definitely would.

"Show me how bad you want me to ruin you, baby, you know how~" His smirk only grew as your slightly trembling hands reached over to his pants, sitting up on your knees now so your face is one level with his hips, you slowly start to open the belt and continuing on to his jeans. Slowly lower them to his knees, already seeing the bulge in his boxers and the little wet stain of precum, looking up at Seonghwa for permission now. "Good girl, go ahead, be nice and you'll be rewarded~" Looping your fingers on the waistband of his boxers now, you slowly lower them down his dick springing free, precum glistening on the pinkish head. Your hands leave his clothes as they slowly inch up now, wrapping around him and giving his length a few pumps, watching his face contort in pleasure as he throws his head back slightly and lets out a low groan, his mouth agape. Seonghwa always looked so pretty when you pleasured him. Lowering your head now, you give the tip slow kitten licks, before sucking the head slightly into your mouth, tongue pressing against the underside. "O-Oh fuck darling..!" His hand was grabbing your hair softly now as moans spilled from his pretty plump lips, encouraging you to take more of him into your mouth.

Bobbing your head up and down his length now, while softly holding onto his thighs, Seonghwas hand still gripping your hair while pants and low moans leave his mouth alongside vulgar words. "So good for me.. So fucking good..!" His dick was throbbing in your mouth, indicating that he was close, but before he could come, he pulled you off of his length, cheeks red as he looks down at you. Watches your swollen lips shine with spit and precum, tugging your chin up as he leans down to give you another kiss. "Get on the bed baby~" Taking off his pants now, he watches you stand up and about to take the coat off, making him groan in disapproval. "Keep that fur coat on baby, I want you to wear nothing but that when I'm done with you." He groans, slowly unbuttoning his shirt now and letting it slip to the floor; the only thing left on him are the gold chains.

"Are you sure? It might get dirty, and you'll have to wear it again tomorrow!" You look at him, worried now, making him smirk at you, chuckling lowly when your eyes meet his bare face, and your cheeks blush a deep red. "It's fine, baby, I'll wash it after I'm finished with you because it will definitely get dirty~" With a slight shove to your shoulder, you land on the bed now, staring up at your lover. It was so hot when he acted so dominant, he was always dominant, but more often than not, a soft dom, so you savored him being this mean and manhandeling. "Look at my little slut, won't you be nice for Mommy and let me ruin you hm~?" Seonghwa was hovering over you now, his hand caressing your cheek yet again, rubbing away some spit from your chin from before. "Please, Mommy, ruin me.." You moan out to him; you were desperate for him; it was insane what an effect he had on you.

"If you beg so nicely, how can I say now?" Lips were wandering down your throat and to your collarbone now, leaving hickeys and bitemarks on his way down till he reached your soft mounds. His right hand slowly sneaks up the side of your body, his fingertips softly grazing your skin, making goosebumps erupt before his hand finally reaches your chest. Feeling his hand on your chest now, a quiet moan left your lips, watching him kneed the soft flesh, watching it slightly spill between his fingers. Lowering his head down now while keeping his eyes on you, teasingly licking over your left nipple, watching your face scrunch up in pleasure, before sucking the sensitive bud into his mouth, enjoying the pleasured sounds and heavy breaths you were making. Soon he switched the sides, his teeth slightly grazing the right bud now, making your back arch, before sucking it into his mouth again. Your body felt like it was on fire already, the heat that was collecting in your core throughout the whole day unbearable by now. "Mommy, please.. Please make me feel good!" Looking up at your face now, watching the crystal tears rim your eyes made Seonghwa chuckle. "Begging so nicely for me my little kitten, let me make you feel good~"

Kisses were now being placed on his way down, pressing an extra few kisses on your stomach before slowly reaching where you needed your lover the most, before he moved away and kissed up and down your thigh. Crying out now as your body thrashes from the need to be pleased. "Mommy~ Please stop teasing I need you!" Moaning out to him, a few tears run down your cheeks from pure sexual frustration. It has been over a whole week since you last saw and got touched by Seonghwa and now he was teasing the shit out of you. "Be patient slut; you know exactly impatient bitches don't get what they want." He growls out, his hand coming to rest around your throat as a warning, putting slight pressure on it, making you gasp. "I-I'm sorry Mommy! I-I won't be impatient, I'm a good girl!" You cry out, wanting so badly to be good for him. "Oh I know you are baby, that's why you'll get rewarded, you've been so obedient tonight~"

A loud moan leaves your lips as you feel Seonghwas finger teasingly glide over your ruined panties. They've probably been soaked since you saw Hwa today for the first time in the exact coat you're wearing right now. "So wet already? What a little slut, I bet you were soaked even while talking to Hongjoong today~" Smirking as your body trembles at his words, desperate moans leaving your lips. Feeling him slowly pull the panties down your legs now, before he lets them fall to the ground, watching your glistening folds in awe. "So gorgeous, so wet and pretty and all for me~" He moans, as his finger softly slides through your folds to gather some wetness, before lightly circling your clit. Your back arches off the bed now as load moans spill from your red lips, eyes shut. The pleasure was overwhelming, you were probably not going to last for very long. "Your body is so responsive today, is it because I wasn't there to please you for a week? I bet those tiny fingers of yours can't reach that spot you love." With that he shoves two of his fingers knuckle deep into your core, hitting the mentioned spot immediately. "Y-Yes, Mommy! O-Only yo- Fuck..! You can reach that spot..!" The fingers moving in and out of your core now were making nasty wet noises but it only turned you on even more, opening your eyes to watch his fingers get coated by your slick. Legs were slowly trembling now as your walls started to tighten around his fingers; Seonghwa knew what that meant; you were close. Reaching his other hand down now and with just a few tight circles to your clit you came. Comming on his fingers as your body arches off the bed, high pitched moans rolling from your tongue.

"So gorgeous, just look at you coming all over my fingers~" Watching his shining fingers now, he closes his eyes as he takes them into his mouth, moaning around his in your slick-covered digits. "I think I need more of this, you taste to divine my love~" Moaning out, he looks down at your cunt as he lowers his body to lay on the bed as you slightly shake your head, it would be too much, you knew it, you always got so sensitive after your first orgasmn. "Love what's the safe word?" Looking down at Seonghwa, he was back to his soft and caring self for a second, making sure you had a way to tell him if it got too much. "Bunny.." You mumble softly, making him smile, leaning up again to plant a soft kiss on your lips, tasting yourself on him. "Use it when it gets too much, but I know you can take it~" He murmurs against your lips, nodding as he settles down between your legs again, his eyes darkening after making sure you were alright.

Eyes cast down at your cunt now, he gives it a long lick from down up to your clit, before sucking the sensitive bud into his mouth. Arms circling around your thighs now, holding them open and making your butt stay on the bed as moans of overstimulation stumble from your lips. Seonghwa truly knew how to use his tongue; it was always heaven when he ate you out. His tongue was lapping at your clit softly, circling it and rubbing from side to side, soon pushing two of his fingers inside of you again. At this point, you were sure your voice would be hoarse by tomorrow with how loud you were moaning. "You're doing so well for mommy, letting me feast on you~" Nodding at his words, you were barely able to comprehend his words right now. Noticing how your orgasmn was creeping up on you quicker than before. "I-I'm comi-" Before you could even finish your sentence, you came around Seonghwas's fingers a second time, feeling him pull them out very quick and lapping up your cum, moaning against your cunt which shot vibrations through your whole body.

Panting heavily, your eyes were closed as Seonghwa slowly moved above you, smirking down at you, pushing some strands of sticky hair out of your face. "My pretty doll, so good for me, now let me fuck you well, and we can finally rest, hm~" Tears were pricking your eyes from overstimulation, but Seonghwa knew that if it got much, you would use the safeword and you knew he would immediately stop and take care of you. "Please, Mommy. Fuck me, fuck me like a good little toy!" You cry out for him, arms reaching out making him chuckle. He loved how obedient you were, the perfect little darling, always trying your best to please him. "If you ask so nicely, of course, I will, Mommy will use you like the little cockslut you are~" Aligning his dick with your entrance now, due to your multiple orgasms it was so easy for him to slip in, both of you moaning out from him slowly pushing into you before he finally bottoms you out, giving you some time to adjust.

"Such a good girl, taking me so well, will you let Mommy come in you? Claim you? Paint your walls with my cum?" The words made your eyes roll back, along with the first thrust of his hips, seeing white dots from the pure pleasure your body was feeling. "Please, Mommy, come in me! Use me as your cumslut! Please!" Your brain was by now on standby, with only one thought in your mind and that was having Seonghwa fill you up. His thrusts were sharp, making your body bounce with every thrust of his hips; watching him sit up slightly now as you felt him push your knees to your chest before sinking back inside even deeper. Like this, you were not going to last very long.

"Fuck princess, you're so tight, like you were made for me and only me!" Seonghwa groans as his hips hit yours at a rapid pace, soon growing sloppier and sloppier, knowing he was close. "Come for me darling~" He whispers in your ear as he thrust a deep thrust and circles your clit lightly, back arching as you come around him, with the contracting of your walls Seonghwa came with a few more thrusts, spilling his seed deep in your core, letting your legs down as his body rests on yours, both of you panting heavily.

"Are you fine my love? Was too much?" Back to his lovely self, Seonghwas eyes hold nothing but pure love for you. Shaking your head, you assure him you are fine and that he was amazing. Nodding, he slowly pulls out, watching his cum ooze out of your hole, making the man moan out loud. "How I wish I could clean you up right now or, even better, push my cum back inside and fill you up again, but that's for another time; let's clean you up; I'll be back in a second." Standing up, he grabs a pair of sweatpants as he leaves for the bathroom, cleaning himself up quickly before coming back with a wet and dry towel in hand, sitting down beside you again, and carefully cleaning your body. Making sure to be extra careful with your core to not make you uncomfortable, helping you stand up as he cleans you more, before pulling the messed up coat away from the bed; luckily, it helped the bed stay clean. Turning to his closet quickly, he grabs one of your clean panties and one of his shirts, helping you slip both on, before telling you to lay down. "I'll quickly put this into the washer, and then I'm back, my love." A soft kiss was pressed to your lips as you lay down while he left the room with the cost in his hands.

Soon arms were hugging you close to a warm chest from behind. "You were amazing dear, thank you." Turning around you look up at your lover with a smile, pressing a kiss to his lips. "I have to thank you, you took such great care of me." He lets out a sigh. "Not too rough?" Shaking your head now, you cuddle up to him, telling him how this was perfect and you couldn't have wished for anything else. "Let's sleep for now, my love; we're probably both exhausted now and still got some filming tomorrow." He murmurs against your hair, pressing a kiss to the crown of your head before you fall asleep in the arms of your lover. You had to say that Seonghwa was the best lover you could ever ask for; he took such amazing care of you and pleased you in just all the right ways; sometimes you wonder how you ever deserved this wonderful person.

[leviackermanstoes]

pookie for castlevania requests can you please do nsfw alucard headcanons/ a drabble? I would die by that dick i need him ferociously 😫

UGHHHHHH ALUCARD, I would die for just the tip Mr tepes pleeeease🙏

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NSFW HEADCANONS FOR ADRIAN 'ALUCARD' TEPES.

Minors dni!!! Explicit content ahead.

Alucard! Who is the world's most passionate lover and will find any excuse to have you under him or on top of him no matter the situation.

Alucard! Who can be soft with you, and take his time loving you, kissing all over your body and worshipping you just like he knows you deserve. Calling you his 'darling' 'my love' 'pretty girl'

Alucard! Who can also be rough and hard with you if he feels like you deserve it. He'll have you flush against the bed on your stomach with your hands put behind your back. And before you even get a taste of his cock, he's teasing you with his fingers til he brings you close to the edge but doesn't let you cum.

Alucard! Who makes up for it by absolutely destroying you. Although he's railing the hell out of you, He's very aware he has his vampiric strength to worry about and is afraid of giving you bruises. But that doesn't mean he won't grab on your hair and pull your head up as he takes you from behind, sucking on your neck.

Alucard! Who dreams of making you like him. With his fangs dug deep into your soft, supple skin, he just dreams of having you bleed into his mouth, like liquid ecstasy. And he knows, you have also dreamt of it too.

Alucard! Who says things like "my love, you're doing so good for me" "mmm that's it pet, just a little more" "are you gonna cum for me? Soak my sheets darling" "Your such a slut for me aren't you? All for me huh?"

Alucard! Who is the world's greatest aftercare giver. After his has run you through almost 4 orgasms left and right, alucard feels you deserve a rest. He runs you a bath with different soaps and scents and a few candles.

Alucard! Who sits by you in the bath in his black robe and washes you down despite his clothes getting wet.

'Adriān! Your robe!'

'Wet? Just like everything else in there?'

Alucard! Who smiles, baring his fangs after teasing you.

[toto-alphawolff]

Smoke tricks

A chance encounter at the mclaren afterparty in monaco leads to an unexpected night

Content: landoxreader. Pure smut pretty much. Oral sex(fem rec.). Vaginal sex. Unprotected sex (dont do it girl). Rough sex. Use of baby, darling, puppy, good girl, slut. Drinking. Vaping. Zak brown doing the worm

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This isn’t proof read, just let a gal have fun. Shout out to charles leclerc for almost making me shit my pants the last few laps of the monaco gp.

The night is alive with energy when you and Oscar get there. you're decked out in a pair of sparkly micro shorts and a little drape-neck top that makes your boobs look great, if you do say so yourself. You hardly get a second to take it all in however, as Oscar is ambushed by a group of too-tipsy pit crew members.

“I’ll meet you at the bar” you yell to Oscar over the obnoxious techno. He gives you a thumbs up and an eyebrow raise before turning back to the rowdy group in front of him.

You get a shot of tequila at the bar, cringing slightly at the burn. The dance floor is a hive of activity, everyone enjoying the momentous occasion. It’s nice to be part of it all, you think to yourself.

After another shot for good measure, you find yourself on the dancefloor. Lost in the thrum of the music and giggles with strangers, you let yourself get taken away in a blur of flashing lights and nameless people.

The music comes to a halt unceremoniously. You look around, shaken out of your stupor to see Zak brown fiddling with a microphone. There's a high pitched ring as he tries to say something into the mic, and someone rushes to help him.

You take the opportunity to go outside onto the balcony for a breath of fresh air - this ironically also means hitting your vape. The night air and raspberry smoke fill your lungs as you look down onto the streets of monaco. Breathing deeply, you let your mind wander as the bass starts to pick up again inside.

“Mind if I have a hit?” your startled back to reality as a voice interrupts your thoughts. Lando walks up to you from the outside door, and joins you against the balcony railing.

“I thought athletes didn't smoke” you reply, half a comment, half a question. Lando shrugs and follows your eyes to the street below.

“Only on special occasions. Why, are you not impressed by smokers?” Did he care if you were impressed by him? You turn to him quizzically but he doesn't move his eyes to meet yours. You turn back to watch the people on the street.

“Not unless they can do cooler vape tricks than me” you say, mostly joking. “But I think winning a grand prix is a little more impressive” Lando chuckles, but doesnt respond to the last part. Instead he steps closer to you so your arms are millimetres apart.

“Show me one of your tricks then” he says, almost like a challenge.

“I can’t here” you respond with a sigh. “I need still air.”

“There's still air in my hotel room” he offers. You turn your head to face him again. This time he allows his gaze to meet yours, his eyes willing you to say yes. A dare.

“Won't you be missed here?” you question. Though it's not a refusal of his offer. Just then there's a loud cheer from inside. You and Lando turn to see Zak doing a poor attempt at a floor roll. You both laugh and turn back to each other.

“I think it's ok if I dip out early.” Lando says with a smile.

Landos hotel room is massive, with a lounge, dining area, walk-in cupboard, and king bed. Large sleek windows overlook the bay and the beautiful cliffs. Lando closes the door behind him. He smirks at your wide-eyed stare and takes off his jacket and shoes. With a satisfied hum he flops down on his bed. You place your shoes neatly at the foot of his bed and sit awkwardly on an ornate armchair next to his bed.

“I'm a little embarrassed now," you admit sheepishly. “I feel like I hyped my tricks up, I only know the ones that everyone can do.” Lando throws his arms up in mock anguish.

“But we came all the way here for you to show me!” he complains, putting on a show of it with a grin. With a giggle you agree and take a hit of your Elfbar. Focusing, you do a french inhale, then look up at lando expectantly.

“Aw yeah ok but everyone can do that” he teases. You stick your tongue out at him before taking another hit. You lock eyes with him and start to blow o’s at him from your perch on the chair. They drift across the space between you and evaporate around him. When you stop, you both look at each other a little longer than necessary, each of you urging the other to make the next move.

“Do you still want a hit?” you ask.

“I mean i won’t say no” replies lando.

“Open your mouth” you command. Lando looks surprised for a second but complies. You stand up and take a hit but don’t inhale as your heart starts to beat a little faster. You walk over to him and move your hand to his face. Leaning down, you blow the vapour into his mouth. Lando tenses as he breathes it in. you both stay there, waiting for the other to pull away, but then lando does the opposite. He leans towards you and kisses you tentatively, when you kiss back you can feel his body relax in relief.

The relief is short lived however as the kiss becomes deeper, more intentional. You drop down onto the bed next to him and run your hand through his hair. His hands go to your waist and he pulls you closer, his fingers almost bruising as he becomes more desperate for you. He nips your earlobe before moving onto your neck. Breathy sighs escape your lips as he leaves marks along your collarbone. He moves on top of you and lifts his shirt off like to keep wearing it will burn him. Then he moves onto yours, ripping the top off of your body.

You both stop for a moment, catching your breath. Landos eyes travel from your face to your chest. He slowly extends his hand to your breast. He squeezes it before running his thumb over your nipple and you let out a desperate breath, trying not to squirm below him as his eyes bore into yours.

He leans down to kiss over the marks he has left on your neck and collarbone, then moving his mouth to your chest. He stares up at you with puppy-dog eyes, one hand circling the nipple further from his mouth. Your breath is shaky as you wait for him to make his next move. Slowly, his tongue circles your nipple, and then bites down. You can't help but arch your back and let out a moan. Your one hand tightens in his hair, the other goes to grab his shoulder, your nails leaving scratch marks.

Tenderly, he kisses from your chest to your stomach. Then, he gently lifts your hips to take off your shorts and damp underwear. All the while his shiny eyes stare back up at you. At an agonising pace he nips and licks at your thighs, before finally his tongue meets your clit. His movements are slow but steady, gradually building you up to your high. Your moans are falling more freely now as he adds one finger, then two, to your dripping pussy. His fingers curl up expertly and you can feel the knot in your stomach get close to snapping. Your hands tighten in his hair as you're about to fall over the edge. but just before you're able to he pulls his fingers away and removes his mouth from your clit.

You whine petulantly at him to no avail. Instead he moves to kiss you, and you can taste yourself on his tongue. He pulls away and gives you a look of pity.

“What, do you want something? Use your words baby.” you pout at him before reluctantly replying.

“Wanna cum” you mumble. He simply sighs and looks away in frustration.

“Good girls ask nicely.” he scolds, tugging at your cheek.

“Please let me cum sir.” he smiles approvingly and begins to plant a trail of kisses back down to your pussy. His mouth reattaches itself to your clit and his fingers find their way back to your cunt, the other hand goes to play with your tits. The feeling in your stomach builds to a burn and you're reduced to a whimpering mess. Finally, Lando lets you come. Your back arches off the bed as you feel the band snap, your hands pulling harshly at his hair.

He watches you intensely as you catch your breath, his hand stroking your stomach as you come down. Gently, he kisses you and caresses your face.

“Can you take one more for me darling?” he asks sweetly. You nod weakly.

“You can be rougher with me.” you mutter.

“Hmm?” asks Lando, leaning his ear to your mouth. “Say that again for me baby.”

“You can be rougher with me if you want sir.” Landos face changes when he hears this. All the care and sweetness leave his eyes. He gives you a quick peck on the cheek.

“Good puppy.” he says, before he flips you over and squeezes your ass harshly. You let out a broken breath when you feel him near your entrance. Agonisingly slowly, he enters you, stretching you out perfectly. He bottoms out and stays there. You squirm beneath him, needing more. Suddenly he slaps your ass and you yelp.

“Be fucking patient slut” he growls, his hand nursing the print left on your asscheek. At a torturous pace, he begins to move inside you. It's slow and deep, hitting your g spot every time. As he starts to speed up, staccato moans spill from your mouth while tension starts to build in you again. Lando lets out a triumphant sigh as he rams into you.

“Such a good slut for me. So loud for my cock baby." His thrusts are fast and calculated now, and you can feel yourself getting closer. He pulls you up harshly by your hair so he can kiss your neck, now sensitive from all the marks left earlier. His one hand grips your hip while the other moves to your jaw, forcing his fingers into your mouth.

“Fuck, i’m getting close baby. Wanna cum for me puppy?” you nod pathetically through teary eyes, before letting yourself cum a second time.

“Fuck darling, pussy squeezing me so well, like it was made for me.” he fucks you through your high before following with his own.

You're both still for a while, allowing yourselves to recover. Sighing, you turn to lando

“Call it a reward for a race win.” you say teasingly to him. He lets out a breathy laugh

“If this is the reward I get for a race win, I'll make sure Oscar invites you to more races. I might win every race of the season.”

[last-words-ofashootingstar]

for the ask and receive ♡♡ members: hongjoong, wooyoung, & yeosang dialogue prompt #'s: 105, 113, 125, 129, 131 kink #'s (just in case you need them as well): 203, 204, 211, 212, 217, 221, 224 i hope i did this right if not let me know ♡♡♡!! go crazy with your imagination cause i do not have an idea at all and i know you will write something amazing.

➯a/n: duuuude i had so much fun doing this 😭 i think it's fair to say i went a smiiiidgeee (i went WAY) overboard but like i couldn't help myself. this was one of those times my brain wouldn't stop, especially cause you picked such good prompts for this trio 😩 i did indeed go crazy with my imagination kkkkkk sorry for the wait, i hope you enjoy !! <33

Animals

❥Kim Hongjoong x Kang Yeosang x Jung Wooyoung x fem reader

❥polyteez x fem reader

18+.MINORS, TAKE YOUR LEAVE.

(>ᴗ•)genre: smut, a/b/o

ಠ_ಠwarning/content: 203 praise + degradation double whammy !!, 204 oral sex, dom hj + ys/switch wy/sub reader, 211 overstimulation + 212 edging/orgasm denial, getting caught, mxm, poly pack dynamics, mixed hybrids pack (holy shit star isn't doing werewolves ?? the world is ending lmao), 217 hair pulling, scent kink, one spank, cunnilingus, blowjobs + face fucking, cum marking, 221 creampie/breeding, 224 knotting.pet names (babe, puppy, foxy, darling, pretty), name calling (slut, whore), not proof read

prompts: 105 "you're so pretty like this", 113 "bite me harder — i like it", 125 "want to find out what we can get away with before people start looking for us ?" , 129 "you want to cum ? ... oh, but do you deserve to ? ", 131 "make me your personal toy"

➯a/n2: you've knocked something loose in my brain and i want to make more for this mixed pack au gawd 😩 please let me know if you like this because i have MANY ideas fr

♡masterlist !♡

and may i finally present to you...

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     "I hate you so bad right now."

    "Oh, come on! It was an accident," Wooyoung draws on in a whine from his seat on the edge of the bed, "you snuck up on me!"

     You drop your arms to your sides, pausing the way you dab at the stain on your shirt in favor of glaring at him, your lip snarling up to expose your teeth.

     "Okay, fair enough," he bites his lip to stop the laugh that wants to come out. You; a mere puppy hybrid, showing him; a full blooded fox, a threat display. It was amusing that you thought your teeth were threatening.

      He had spilled, accidentally of course, his cup of alcoholic punch on the both of you when you ran into each other.

    And that's how you ended up back in your room while the party your pack was hosting continued downstairs. He was already shirtless, he didn't really have a care about his soaked clothing and just threw it in your laundry basket while you were trying to get as much out of yours as you could.

     He could sense that you were getting frustrated, your scent turning sour. "Hey," he says softly, quickly on his feet and cupping your face, "it's just some punch, Babe. I guarantee that Hwa can get it out no problem."

     "Yeah..." You take in a deep inhale of his scent, letting the familiar smell of rice pudding calm you. "I'm sorry I overreacted. My heat's coming up, you know I get bitchy. I'm almost as bad as you are~"

    He laughs with you, gently rubbing your cheekbones with his thumbs while admiring you for a second. "Here, get out of this," he grips the hem of your shirt and pulls it over your head — his eyes immediately on your chest.

    "Are you thinking what I think you are?"

   "No- aaah, that's a lie and you know it," he grins, tracing his hands up your sides, "you're so beautiful, I can't help myself."

    "Oh, hush-"

     "Hey, I got an idea." Wooyoung's ideas usually end up either very fun or very bad. "You want to find out how much we can get away with before people start looking for us?"

     Fun it is.

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Yeosang and Hongjoong had looked all over for you both downstairs. Yeosang was starting to get frustrated because they couldn't find two of the packs precious omegas.

"-probably just upstairs," Hongjoong hums while leading him up. He's a beta, they're calm and confident and can keep their animal in check — unlike an alpha;

Yeosang for instance, who is simultaneously seething and pouting at the fact that some of his pack is unaccounted for. He isn't the leader, but he is the alpha. And he feels personally responsible for all of you.

Wooyoung's room is empty, so they land at yours. As soon as Hongjoong twists the doorknob, the scent of your arousal floods their senses.

They're stunned for a moment as the delicious smell of you and Wooyoung mixing together wafts around them.

"Youngie, st-stop, fuck me already," they hear you moan — and Hongjoongs hand acts for him as he pushes the door open all the way.

Wooyoung has you pinned to the bed by his grip on your hips, his face between your thighs and his hips twitching every so often as he slurps at you. Your legs are trembling, and you're covered in a shimmering sheen of sweat.

You've been gone for a good hour. And by the look of your disheveled appearance, at least forty-five minutes of that have been Wooyoung lapping at your cunt.

"Get in here," Yeosang says through his teeth as he pulls Hongjoong into the room by the back of his neck. He already has a very noticeable bulge in his jeans.

The slam of the door gets your attention; your eyes immediately trained on them, and Wooyoung simply looks over his shoulder before returning to his task. "Young, stop-" You squeak while trying to pull him away by his hair, but that only makes him moan into you.

"Don't stop on our account," Yeosang chuckles as your head falls back to the pillow, covering your face embarrassedly while your hips twitch in Wooyoung tight grasp. "Naughty little omegas sneaking away to get off~"

Wooyoung moans into you again, the vibration against your sensitive heat making you cry, "please!"

Hongjoong crawls onto the bed between your legs, spreading your legs further to join Wooyoung. Yeosang is straddling your waist in a second flat and pulling your hands away from your face.

"Is he teasing you, puppy?"

"Yes- ah!" Your arms tug under his grip as a rougher tongue meets your over-worked clit.

Hongjoong, your snow leopard packmate, is licking up the mess the fox had made of you. Said fox is now slipping on top of him and grinding against his jean-clad bottom with a quiet whine.

"Yeah?" Yeosang pouts mockingly as he leans down and inhales deeply at your neck. "Poor darling wants a knot so bad, is that it?" He can smell how close you are to your heat — but you aren't quite there yet.

If you were, he'd be giving you what you need as quick as humanly possible. He and Yunho, your sweet golden retriever mate, are the only two who can fully satisfy you when you're in heat. The others can knot, sure — but only they can breed you the way you need it. He'd never be so cruel as to deny you when you're in heat. But otherwise, Yeosang loves to be mean and teasing.

"Is that it?" He asks again, meeting your pleading eyes.

"Yes, pl- oh, fuck~" Your eyes flutter shut as Wooyoung's thumb comes to your clit while Hongjoong's tongue finds its way inside of you.

Wooyoung has gotten you nice and worked up, dripping all over the place and desperate for release because even though he'd been eating you out for more than half an hour — he never let you cum. You're sure to burst into tears if your orgasm gets ripped away again.

"Let me cum," you say in a quick breath, wrapping your fingers around Yeosang's tightly as he moves his grip down your arms. You blink at him, eyes shiny and big and pleading. He almost caves when he looks at your literal puppy dog eyes.

But you sound so pretty when you beg.

"Hm?" He tilts his head, a slight blush on his cheeks as he hears the ravenous way the others are eating you out. "You want to cum?"

"Mhm!" You whine, fidgeting beneath him as your pleasure starts trickling over the edge — you're so close you can taste it.

"Oh, but do you deserve to~?"

His words, along with the way they simultaneously stop their actions, makes you wail pathetically, kicking your feet until the beta between them holds you down. "Please! Please!"

Wooyoung giggles from his place atop Hongjoong, giving your swollen clit a ghostly soft stroke with his knuckle. The feathery touch makes you sob, your cunt twitching infront of them; begging for relief.

"C'mon, Alpha," Hongjoong says, his smirk so prominent that you can hear it in his voice, "let your pretty puppy cum. I wanna taste it~"

The doberman hybrid ontop of you bites his lip — calling you, and Yunho, his puppies is a sure fire way to get him horny beyond belief; and he's already hard and twitching in his jeans.

"Please?" You pout. Legitimately pout, lips trembling as you open them to speak, "I'll be good- I'll be so good! Please, just let me cum!"

As you ramble on, he grins, "you can cum."

You're too elated as the men between your legs start up again to notice the dark glint in his eyes.

Wooyoung's fingers curl up inside of you in time with every swirl of Hongjoong's tongue on your clit; and you're so filled with ecstasy that you hardly notice your impending orgasm.

When it snaps inside of you, you find yourself gasping and panting; clawing at Yeosang's pants and trembling beneath him as he holds you down with his chest on yours. A small line of drool makes it out of the corner of your mouth — but it doesn't get very far before he licks it up.

He kisses you softly, rumbling happily when you move your lips against him even through your daze.

When your intense trembles turn into mere twitches, the duo between your legs finally pull back a bit. Hongjoong kisses your clit and makes you jolt, a little whine muffled by Yeosang's lips.

As soon as he withdraws his fingers, Wooyoung is shoving them in Hongjoongs mouth. The taste of your release makes him purr, already wanting to go back in for another round.

But Yeosang has better plans.

‧｡ANIMALS𖦹°‧

"Ride." Is Yeosang's only command as he settles you over Wooyoung's hips.

Immediately, you're obeying your alpha, sinking down on Wooyoung's member despite the way your cunt is pulsing from your intense orgasm just minutes ago.

The man below you is whining, trying to buck deeper but held in place by Hongjoong's hands pinning him to the bed — talk about karma. "Fuck- faster, Babe," he pleads, hands kneading your chest.

When you finally collide your hips with his, you start rocking them back and forth slowly. His jaw drops, and he's met with Yeosang grabbing his face and taking advantage of that by shoving his tip into his mouth. "Be a good boy and suck it."

He doesn't need to be told twice — not right now, anyways. He feels too good to be his usual defiant self. With your hot, gooey walls massaging his neglected cock; he'd do anything without being told twice if it meant keeping that sensation.

Hongjoong isn't one to be left out, and you aren't one to let him be. He straddles Wooyoung's chest, and you immediately lean down and start kitten licking at his twitching member. "That's it," he purrs, gathering a good portion of your hair in his hands gently, "such an good puppy, don't even need to be told to suck~"

The way your hips grind against him just a bit faster makes Wooyoung moan, muffled around the other man's girth. He groans quietly at the sensation, petting back Wooyoung's hair with a grin.

When you wrap your lips around Hongjoong's tip, he takes control from there; making you suck him how he likes. And he likes to hit the back of your throat and make you gag. He loves it, actually. The way you moan and whine around him as he tries to fuck your throat like it's your pussy.

He pulls you back and forth by his previously soft grip on your hair, making you meet his thrusts. You're so focused on breathing, trying not to seriously choke, that you've stilled ontop of Wooyoung's member. Just clenching and fluttering around him, leaking so much arousal from the way Hongjoong is using you that it's creating a puddle between you and dripping down his balls.

He's just as much a mess as you, drooling around Yeosang with his eyebrows creased together while he holds back from slamming into you.

"Didn't our Alpha tell you to ride?" Hongjoong groans, pulling your face to be flush with his hips as he leans over and smacks your ass. A gurgled 'mhm' is all you can give when he's stuffing your mouth and the entrance of your throat full. "So ride, slut~"

When you start bouncing your hips up and down, your hands on Wooyoung's stomach to brace yourself, he has to pull away from the alpha and suck in some much needed breaths. He can't even bring himself to open his eyes, the sight of Hongjoongs arms flexing as they pull your face to meet his thrusts would be entirely too much — he knows this because he's made that mistake before, and you were made to keep riding him even after he came when seeing the way you were sucking Jongho's cock.

"Faster," he breaths out a whine, "please, faster!" Even though he knows it's going to make him cum, he can't help but beg for more. "Please, Babe, make me your personal toy!"

You gag and sputter around Hongjoong so much that spit comes flying between you, and he pulls back with a chuckle to let you collect yourself.

Yeosang gives Wooyoung's flushed cheek a kiss before crawling down the bed and coming behind you. "C'mon, puppy," he hums as he grips your waist, guiding you to start your bouncing again, "faster. Make him cum inside of you. Milk him like a whore-"

He whines loudly, bucking into you suddenly and making you gasp. "Youngie!"

"Milk me, milk me — fuck, yes!" He's nearly sobbing as you start riding him faster with Yeosang's help, his eyes rolling back into his head as he grabs Hongjoong's thighs to ground himself. "Let me- ah! Let me knot, please!"

"No," Hongjoong growls softly as he leans and wraps his hand around the base of Wooyoung's cock, already feeling his knot swelling up. "We want a turn too, don't be a greedy slut."

"Pleaseee?" He whimpers, pout on his lips even though none of you can see it. "You can- oh, fuck... You can use me wh-while I knot her! Don't you want it, Babe? Want my knot?"

"Mhm!" You nod quickly, your hips slamming down roughly thanks to Yeosang bouncing you like a doll. "Let h- I want it!"

Hongjoong giggles at your simultaneous begging, and he looks to Yeosang with a grin; who returns it with a nod.

"Fine," the beta says as he lets go of his cock, an elated moan coming from the man below you as you start sliding up and down on his growing knot with every bounce. "Such a needy whore," his words only make Wooyoung's knot swell faster, "so desperate to knot that you offer yourself up~"

When Wooyoung lets out a particularly whiny moan, Yeosang slams you down; making you yelp as his knot gets lodged inside of you — his cum joining it not a second later.

‧｡ANIMALS𖦹°‧

Wooyoung couldn't be more pleased with this turn of events.

He's laying on top of you with his knot swelled all the way up and not showing any signs of lowering — especially not when Hongjoong is pounding into him and making it throb inside of you every time he hits his g-spot. His knot isn't the only thing keeping you in place, he's got his arms locked around your neck in a sweaty hug; he refuses to ever let go of someone he's mating with.

"You're so pretty like this," Yeosang hums from beside you all, his hand sliding up and down his length in time with Hongjoong's thrusts; trying to imagine it's him doing the pounding. He would love to knot any of you right now, but he has a habit of putting his pack mates first. "Pretty little omegas locked together, getting fucked~"

Wooyoung hisses as you clench around him — it's all you can do, really. His cock won't be moving for a good long while, and he growls anytime you move your hands from the way you hug him to try and play with your clit. He buries his face deeper into your neck, moaning happily as he inhales your scent — and then, moaning needily as Hongjoong gives a particularly rough thrust.

Without thinking, the fox takes your shoulder between his teeth. He's made to let go as his jaw drops when your walls gush and pulse around him. "Fu-ck," he hiccups, wrapping his arms around you tighter and wailing when Hongjoong starts absolutely pummeling him. Your actions had made him clench, and it sent the beta spiraling with the need to knot. "Did you j-ust cum?"

"Shut up!" You whimper as you dig your nails into his back, "bite me harder! I like it! I like it, I like it, please-" Your pleading is cut short when Yeosang leans over and captures your lips; swallowing your yell as Wooyoung bites down on your shoulder like he's trying to mark you as his mate all over again.

The sight of you all with your mouths on each other sends Hongjoong careening off the edge, grabbing Wooyoung's hair tightly as he fucks into him through his orgasm; a messy ring of cum on his knot before he slams it into him, growling loudly as he locks them together.

Wooyoung is filling you up all over again, whimpers and whines from both of you as his warm seed joins his previous release.

Yeosang has the mind about him to slip his hand between you and the other omega, not clouded by his knot. He twirls his fingertips around your swollen clit just a few times before you're crying into his mouth. He fists his cock harder as you start fidgeting; trying helplessly to get away from the overstimulation.

Hongjoong grabs your waist, pinning you down with Wooyoung's weight as well as his own as he lays on top of you both. He's done growling, just purring with satisfaction as he nuzzles Wooyoung's back.

You sink into the bed below them as Yeosang finally stops his torture of your clit, panting heavily and watching him with your pupils wide as ever as he kneels beside your face.

"Wooyoung, c'mere," he commands through his moans as he jerks himself, using his free hand to pull his face out of your neck. "Let me mark my omegas."

Wooyoung cranes his neck and presses his cheek to yours, watching the man with a similar fucked-out expression to your own. Hongjoong trills softly as he watches, a dopey smile on his lips.

Yeosang cups your cheek gently, stroking your heated cheek. "Give me a lick, pretty puppy." You roll out your tongue obediently, flicking it over the leaking head of his member. "You too, little foxy." Wooyoung is mirroring you in a millisecond flat; both of your tongues laving over his flushed tip.

All he can do is watch with lust filled awe for a moment before his orgasm creeps up on him, his brain demanding that he mark you both with his cum. "Open," he pants out quickly, fist tightening around himself.

Wooyoung smooshes his cheek back to yours, hugging your neck tightly as you both open your mouths wide and stick out your tongues.

A lewd display, for sure. But none of you care.

Hongjoong rocks his hips, making both of you moan with your mouths wide open, your eyes closing instinctively as Yeosang spills his load all over your faces. Very little actually gets in your mouths, but that's not where he was aiming anyway.

All four of your scents are potent and mingling together in the most primal way, and his cum is the delicious cherry on top.

Which might be why Wooyoung is licking it up off your face like an animal.

‧｡ANIMALS𖦹°‧

[jinxvex]

OH MY GOSHHHH CRYBABY READER AND CAITLYN 😵‍💫😵‍💫 can we have something like caitlyn fucking crybaby reader with her strap and she is soooo mean about it ☹️ like our makeup is running and she's being so condensing UGH I NEED HER BADDDD

♱ lesson learnt. ♱

lil drabble bc i’m lazy! + (a oneshot that may or may not involve ellie williams is in the works though…)

syp. mean mommy!cait fucking you with her strap after you got smart in front of her colleagues at a fancy event.

cw: nsfw content!!, strap-on sex, mommy kink, she slaps you once, choking, degradation/mocking, rough sex, vulgar language/cursing (obv), she's real mean!!

at this point in time, you were unsure what you had said or done to make it to this point. did you have too much wine? say or do something fucked up because of it? have a little too much attitude? arrogance? conviction? nerve…? your vision went white simply thinking of reasons as to why or how.

‘where was i?’ ‘when the hell did i get here?’

nevertheless, it’s a certain ‘who’ that snaps you out of your self-questioning turmoil with a striking *SLAP!!* across your tear-stained cheek.

“are you even listening to me, whore?” caitlyn spits at you with a venomous tone which is a daunting contrast to her usually sweet and caring voice.

she’s currently looking down at you from above—hands gripping the skin at the back of your thighs and legs planted firmly on the end of the bedspread. her hair is falling out of her neat ponytail and her eyes are dark. the darkest you’ve ever seen them. she has your legs resting on her strong shoulders with your hands bound together by a rope above your head.

the position you’re both in should be considered missionary on steroids because of the way you can feel her cock pressing against your cervix so magnificently yet, almost painfully. she’s pounding into you mercilessly, forcing you to take her cock for the way you acted towards her in public.

“you are so lucky i’m even fucking you right now. so lucky. do you have any idea how foolish you’ve been tonight? a disrespectful little slut, is what you are.”

as you look at her, eyes threatening to roll to the back of your head and tears streaming from your face, you can’t help but silently beg her, what for? who knows? her roughness sparks a string of desire that courses through your veins up to your brain.

“aww, poor girl. it’s so fucking deep, isn’t it? i bet you can feel it in your throat.” she’s taunting you. her dick thrusting inside of your cunt makes nasty, loud sloshy noises—makes your pussy drench the space below you.

“maybe that’s why you’re unable to speak.”

wrapping her hand around your throat, she squeezes harder the faster she moves in and out of you, “you love this. you love it, don’t you, darling? i can tell by the way you’re getting me all wet. so dirty.”

“ungh—f-fuck! y-yes, mommy!!” you respond to her for the first time in what seems like forever.

you feel the pure frustration seeping through her skin into yours, not just because of the sweat dripping from her brow onto your neck but because her stare sears daggers into you everywhere all at once.

“hmm. mommy can’t even punish you properly because you enjoy it. you enjoy being treated like a toy… solely for my usage. mine.”

the more she taunts and teases you, the more slick pools out of your puffy cunt—the more you tip closer to the edge.

“since you enjoy acting so heinously, you’re going to cum so much. so much, you’ll be begging me to stop, sweetheart. but i’m not going to.”

“not until you’ve learnt. your. fucking. lesson.”

…

AHHH!! i jumped 4 joy when i saw this rq thank u thank u!! 💋

(yes i used the british spelling for ‘learned’ on purpose.)

[laceyfaeryy]

wld u wnt 2 write ddlg wif jason perhaps..? in my head he's THE daddy dom ever..

(are you accepting anons?)

MDNI 18+

ddlg with dom! jason todd x reader

—ㅤ꒰ྀིㅤ jason todd x reader ಿৎ

▐ ddlg, vaginal sex, overstimulation

a/n: i am accepting anons!! also i received a lot of request asking for ddlg jason, this will count for all of them unless you requested a specific scenario

“what did i say about not distracting me while i work huh?” jason grunted as he fucked your tight cunt, his cock glistening with your arousal as you whined and squirmed. “‘m sorry,” you cried as you clutched onto the bunny stuffy, holding it firmly against your chest whilst jason folded you like a pretzel, knees up to your chest. “sorry who huh? what did i say about manners sweetheart?” sweat dripping down his forehead as he watched his cock disappear into your glossy folds, a small bulge in your stomach. “‘m sorry daddy,” you mumbled shyly as your cheeks tinged a soft shade of pink.

jason hummed contently, “there’s my sweet girl with her manners,” he cooed as you hiccuped, saliva dribbling down your chin, your eyes dazed. “still gotta teach you a lesson for disobeying me though darling, daddy has strict rules with his work for a reason.” jason had a few rules, the most important one was to not go to the garage whilst he was fixing up the cars. firstly, he didn’t want to stain the pretty clothes of yours, he would be covered in grease and oil, the thought of someone as sweet and innocent in an area filled with the smell of gas and stains everywhere drove him insane. no, his pretty girl had to stay away from filth. plus, his friends were total nut jobs, and he would be damned to let them anywhere near you.

though the sight of you was quite adorable, your bare feet padded down to the porch, in the pretty pink nightgown he bought for you. your soft tired voice still thick with sleep as you placed in a random pair of shoes outside, gravel crunching underneath your feet. “daddy?” you called out again, rubbing your eyes trying to wake yourself up. the moment jason heard your voice he ushered you back inside, his voice firm and sharp.

“thought you’d be more behaved than this,” he grunted as your legs bounced with each thrust, your perfectly manicured nails digging into the bunny stuffy. “a sweet girl like you needs to stay away from my rowdy friends alright? can’t have them taint this pretty little face can we?” it was ironic that you had the whole neighbourhood sweetheart persona, everyone adoring you as you pranced around town in tiny dresses, completely unaware that jason fucked you like a slut. “daddy, ‘s much,” you whined as you sniffled slightly, your breaths coming out slightly ragged as you could barely keep your eyes open. jason let out a low tut, “gotta have you awake yeah? need you to know there’s consequences to breaking my rules.

jason showed no mercy, his fat cock splitting you apart as it abused your aching hole, tears streaming down your face from the pleasure. “let daddy take good care of this little cunt yeah? i’ll make the ache go away once you learn your lesson.” his large hands gently squeezing your lower stomach, making you feel just how deep he was, his tip nudging against your sweet spots as you left a thick creamy ring on the base of his cock.

[writingmar]

nsfw ੈ✩‧₊˚ mdni

'𝐢 𝐜𝐚𝐧 𝐭𝐚𝐤𝐞 𝐢𝐭.'

𝘴𝘱𝘦𝘯𝘤𝘦𝘳 𝘳𝘦𝘪𝘥 𝘹 𝘳𝘦𝘢𝘥𝘦𝘳

after reid mentioned he'd been to a kink club for an investigation, you just couldn't stop your curiosity and decided to look into it. when he comes home and finds you with your research, he decided that the best way to learn about something is to experience it yourself...

wc: 2.6k

content & tw: smut, literally all of this is just smut, dom!reid, sub!reader, kink, crawling, degrading, spanking, face smacking, spit, head pushing, restricting movements, name calling (whore, slut), unprotected piv (stay safe out there), let me know if i missed any!!

a/n: this is not proofread!!! and also i take requests!! please send them via my asks :))

it was late already, and you hadn't expected spencer to come home today. he had texted you that he was going to new york this morning, and you hadn't heard a lot from him since. you missed him, of course, but this was his job, and it only made the time you did spend with him more special.

it had been a week since spencer had come home, slightly flustered when you asked him about his day. he had told you he had to go to a kink club for an investigation, and morgan teased him the entire afternoon, but there was a certain excitement in his eyes as he talked about it. when you asked him about it, he had kissed your forehead and said, 'oh, nevermind, baby. you're far too much of a good girl for all of that stuff.'

his dismissal only interested you more, and you knew damn well that he knew that, so when you figured you had the evening to yourself, you got out a nice glass of red wine and your laptop and decided to do some research. you didn't know what you expected to find, but you definitely didn't expect it to intrigue you as much as it did.

when you came back to the living room after a quick bathroom break, you nearly had a heart attack as you spotted spencer on the couch, your glass of wine in his hand and his eyes fixed on your laptop. 'jesus, spencer! i didn't think you'd come home tonight,' you said, but he didn't even look your way. when you looked at your laptop screen, you noticed he had found not only your 12 open tabs about different kinks, but also the document in which you had been collecting your thoughts.

'choking, yes. spanking, yes. name calling, yes. degradation, yes in all caps... what an interesting list you've made here, my love,' he said in a dark, soft voice. you felt your cheeks redden quickly. 'you weren't meant to see that,' you said, your usually confident demeanor now reduced to that of a small child in trouble.

'oh, but this teaches me so much about you,' spencer said, finally turning around to look at you. he looks like it's been a long day for him, his hair is a mess, but his eyes are dark and there is an undeniable hunger in them.

he had only mentioned four things on the list, but with how fast this man reads, you know he had read everything. from how you want to be smacked in the face, spit on, worship him at his feet, be marked by him, orgasm denial and all the other fucked up things you came across that made you wet just imagining it.

'come over here, princess,' he says as he pats his leg. you feel butterflies in your lower stomach, a mix of nerves and excitement. you do as you're told and walk over to him, sitting down on his lap. he tilts his head up to look at you, one arm holding you at your back, his other hand resting on your thigh, exposed underneath your pyjama shorts. the skin-to-skin contact sending an instant shiver down your spine.

'so, you want to try those things out? do you baby?' spencer asks, his hand tracing circles on your thigh. you nod at him, your curiosity spiked at the sight of this new side of him.

he digs his fingers into your thigh, making you jump. 'use your words, darling. i need to hear you say it,' spencer says, releasing his grip on your thigh. 'so, let me ask you again. you want to try those things?'

'yes, sir,' you reply, the corners of his mouth lifting at the way you address him. 'good girl...' he says, 'you'd like me to be rough with you? hmm?' his hand trails up your body, from your thigh, via your stomach, up to your chest, slowly higher and higher.

'yes, sir. i'd like that very much,' you say, your body reacting to every soft touch of his hand on your skin. he moves the hand supporting you to the back of your neck and closes the distance between your faces. you can feel his breath on your skin, and your heart beats so loud you're afraid he might hear it.

'yeah? you wanna be treated like a little whore? a dirty cumslut, only for my pleasure? all for me to use?' he says, every husky word, the deep vibrations of his voice, sending tingles straight to your stomach.

you nod before quickly correcting yourself. 'yes, sir,' you say, and before you know it, his hand has moved from your chest to your throat, cutting of your airways. 'awh, baby. i'm not sure if you can take it...' spencer says in a teasing voice.

'i- i ca-' you try to speak, but the lack of breath makes it awfully difficult. his hand only tightens, 'speak!' he says in a booming voice. with all your might and determination, you manage to get the words out. 'i can take it, sir,' you say, your voice choked off and hoarse, but the second the words leave your lips, his hand releases.

'such an obedient little slut... let's see what else you can do,' spencer says as he puts you down on the floor and stands up. when you move to get on your feet, he puts his hand on the top of your head and tsks. 'you don't get to walk, pet. crawl,' he demands. he turns around and walks to the bedroom. you do as your told, crawling after him on hands and knees, but his long strides are far faster than you.

by the time you make it to the bedroom, he is sat on the edge of the bed, lazily leaned back on his elbows, top buttons of his blouse undone, his jeans and black boots still on. you look him dead in the eye as you crawl to him, sitting down on the floor with your hands on your knees when you reach him. he reaches down and puts his hand on your cheek, stroking your cheek lovingly. 'what a beautiful sight... my obedient whore, all i have to do is ask, right?'

you nod again, and before you can correct yourself with words, the hand so lovingly caressing your cheek leaves and comes back, smacking your cheek. you're slightly taken aback, but quickly move your head back to look him in the eye. 'yes, sir. i'm all yours,' you say confidently.

he lets out a satisfied hum, putting his hand back on your cheek and putting his thumb on your lower lip. 'open,' he commands, and you do as you're told. he presses his thumb into your mouth, sliding it over your tongue. 'wider, wider...' he tells you as he presses the digit further into the back of your mouth. you gag, but don't pull back, making him smirk. 'good girl... you like having that big mouth of yours filled, don't you?' he asks. 'yes, sir,' you try to say, his thumb in your mouth making it slightly difficult.

'good... then i think it's time to use my little slut for what she's useful for. my pleasure,' he says, undoing his belt and jeans with one hand, the other one still keeping your mouth occupied. when he frees his already rock hard cock from your his underwear, he pulls you towards it by your cheek.

he removes his finger from your mouth and you greedily want to immediately put your mouth on him, but he moves his hand to the back of your head, grabs a fist full of your hair and pulls your head back, making you look up at him. 'if at any point you can't take it anymore, you tap anywhere twice and we stop immediately, got it?' he asks, a sudden seriousness in his expression.

'i got it, sir, but i promise i can take it,' you say with a sly smile. he raises one eyebrow and says 'we'll see about that,' before wasting no time, using the hold he has on your hair to push your head down, pushing his cock deep into your throat. you gag, tears filling your eyes and drool falling down the sides of your mouth.

spencer groans loudly, 'still sure you can take it?' he asks. you're not sure how to respond, not able to speak, coughing softly at the feeling of his tip touching the back of your throat.

'not tapping out yet? good, i'm just getting started, princess,' he says before pulling your head up by your hair and down again. the aggression makes you wetter than you've ever been before. not having to think about what you have to do, how you have to move, it's almost freeing in a way.

spencer groans loudly as he uses your mouth for his own pleasure, his breathing getting faster and faster, and you take everything he gives you. every tug on your hair and every drop of drool makes you feel almost proud.

'good little slut, fuck, you take it so well,' he says, his voice husky and deep. as his pre-cum coats your tongue, you feel his cock grow harder and harder in your mouth, and when you think he's about to cum, he pulls your hair up and away from him. you take a deep breath, tears in your eyes and spilling from them, your face red.

spencer looks at you with a satisfied grin. 'i love it when my whore works so hard for me,' he says before looking down at his boots, 'but look at the mess you've made...'

you look down to see what he's talking about. several drops of drool have fallen onto his boots, shining trails on the black leather. spencer tightens his grip on your hair, pulling your face upwards. 'i don't like messes,' he says before spitting in your face. you're slightly taken aback, but love it more than you feel like you should.

'i'm sorry, sir,' you say, puppy dog eyes looking up at him. 'well, sorry doesn't fix anything, does it now, slut? clean it up,' he says as he pushes your head down towards his boots, releasing your hair. you catch yourself on your hands, and remember the 'boot worship' on the list.

determined to be a good girl, you stick out your tongue and lick his boots clean, until every single drop of your spit is gone. spencer moans at the sight. 'fucking hell, that's beautiful,' you hear him say from above you. he leans forward, putting one hand on your ass, the other one between your legs, his fingers slowly moving thru your soaking wet folds.

you let out a soft moan at the contact, making him laugh. 'awh, look at that. my slut is already soaked for me... fuck, it's pathetic how badly you want me,' he says before standing up. you stay in your position, on your knees with your head low to the ground.

you don't dare to look at him, he hasn't told you that you could, but you hear the distinct sound of shoelaces being undone, heavy boots being removed and then clothing hitting the floor.

spencer gets on his knees behind you, lining the head of his cock up with your entrance, but before he moves inside you he bends down towards your face. 'open,' he says, and you follow his command, opening your mouth. he shoves a piece of black fabric, his underwear, into your mouth before grabbing both of your wrists and holding them in place at your lower back.

he teases you for what feels like an eternity, moving the tip of his cock thru your wetness, laughing at your whimpers. 'such a needy whore...' he says before, without any warning, slamming himself balls deep into you. you let out a loud moan, feeling him so deep inside you so suddenly.

'fuck, princess, you're so fucking wet, i could just slide right in... i guess that's what dirty sluts are like, always wet and ready to be used,' he says before settling into a fast and harsh pace. the position you're in causes him to fill you up so deeply, hitting your g-spot with every punishing stroke. you moan loudly around the fabric of his underwear, approaching climax faster than ever before.

as you feel your muscles clench, just seconds away from your orgasm, spencer pulls out of you, a harsh smack of his palm landing on your ass. 'did i say you could cum, slut? i don't remember giving you permission for that,' he says, another smack landing on your skin.

he bends down towards your face, pulling the fabric from your mouth. 'you don't cum unless i say you can cum. unless you beg for my mercy and you barely remember your own name. is that clear, little slut?' he asks you.

'yes, sir. i promise,' you moan. 'good,' he replies, lining himself up with your entrance once more. 'i wanna hear you, princess. tell me how good it feels to be used by me,' he says before returning to the same fast, hard and punishing thrusts.

your body is immediately back in high alert, your orgasm being so close you can almost taste it, but you do everything in your power to keep it at bay.

'fuck, sir. it feels so good... so full,' you whimper underneath spencer, your wrists still in his grip. 'i know, princess, but you wanna obey me right?' he asks, not once straying away from his tempo.

'i do, sir, i really do, but i wanna cum so bad... please, sir, so... so full... so much,' you say, losing control of your words. he wasn't kidding when he said he'd make you forget your own name.

spencers breathing becomes ragged and faster, his thrusts becoming more and more erratic and frenzied. every hit to your g-spot makes you closer and closer to tumbling over the edge, but you do everything you can to obey him.

when you feel spencer growing stiffer behind you, he finally releases you from your torment. 'cum for me, princess, you have my permission,' he says, and it's like a dam breaks inside of you. you moan loudly, and if you weren't so dick-drunk you'd probably worry about the neighbors getting worried.

as your muscles clench around him, spencer spills inside of you, and you take every single drop. after a few more thrusts, he stills, letting out a deep breath. he pulls out of you, and you immediately grieve the loss of full-ness.

he picks you up and kisses your forehead. 'you did so good, princess. so, so good for me,' he says before pulling back the covers from the bed and laying down with you, keeping you close and softly stroking your hair. the switch from dominant and ruthless to kind and caring is sudden, but very welcome.

'so, was that about what you expected?' he asks in between soft kisses on your cheeks, shoulders and collarbones, not once letting you out of his safe and comforting arms.

'even better, sir,' you say teasingly, 'let's do this again sometime.'

spencer smirks before claiming your lips with a soft but passionate kiss. 'that sounds like a great plan, princess.'

[osachiyo]

༅ "wrap your legs around my waist" ༄ | beast!dazai

.pairing ➺ beast!dazai x assistant!reader

.notes ➺ n/sfw content (mdni), fem!reader, cockwarming, office sex (if you see a pattern here no u don't), praise, name calling (slut, whore etc)

not proofread throughly don't come at me lovelies 🙏🏽

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"be a good girl and sit pretty f'me," dazai whispered, thumb circling your pretty clit as his cock was nestled deep inside you. you felt borderline delirious, being impaled on his cock without any movement− it was so, so cruel of him.

"samu... wanna move s'bad," you sniffed, pretty pink nails clawing at his crisp button up as you tried your very best not to grind down further. "shh, I know baby, I know. must be so hard for a slut like you huh?" he tilted your chin upwards to look at him, heart squeezing at the little tears clinging to your lashline. god, how he loved seeing you cry. only for this though− if anyone even thought about making you, his darling, cry− they wouldn't see the light of day again granted.

"just a few more moments, 'kay? i'm almost done, pretty," he kissed the top of your head before going back to his paperwork, fingers still playing with that cute little clit of yours and you could only sit there and take it. little whimpers and soft moans came out of your mouth everytime he shifted a little− you couldn't tell if he was doing this on purpose or not. either way, it drove you insane.

you weren't the only one being affected by this though, osamu would hiss out a curse whenever you clamped down too tightly around him, your slick dripping down his cock to his balls− completely ruining his trousers. he was resisting the urge to just bend you over his desk and fuck you stupid on his cock and he knew that's exactly what you needed− but he had to be patient. had to resist your sweet cunt clenching and unclenching around his length. you swear you could feel him throb inside of you, the feeling making butterflies erupt in your tummy.

after a few moments, you heard the soft click of the pen and osamu's slightly strained voice, "done." one moment you're cockwarming your boyf− boss, and the next moment you're being hoisted up and slammed against the wall, osamu's hushed voice hitting your ears, "wrap your legs around my waist, need to fuck you now." and you complied− jumping as he picks you up, your thighs separated by his torso while he kisses you feverishly. his teeth tugged on your bottom lip and you moaned softly, letting him in your mouth as he suckled on your tongue, hips rutting into the heat of your soft cunt, nearly slipping out from how eager he was. yeah, you definitely weren't the only one desperate to have him slamming into you.

"f-fuck− feels s'good, baby," he buried his head into the crook of your neck, hips still not slowing down− his pelvis grinding against your clit with every fast thrust. your hands clawed at his back, whining for him to take his coat off, you wanted to touch him so bad. he only chuckled, squeezing your ass between his long fingers, "wanna touch me, yeahhh? beg for it, sweet girl."

of course he'd make you beg, he always does. "wanna touch you s'o baaad− p-please!" you babbled, pulling and tugging on his jet black coat, your words breathy as you gasped, bouncing back to meet his thrusts halfway and he moaned, immensely turned on by your eagerness.

"c'mon, please don't tell me that's the best you can do? I'm sure a whore like you can do better~" he huffed, playfully smacking your ass, "now, beg. properly."

"samu! please− wanna touch you," you gasped, tugging at the hair on the back of his neck. "wanna feel you− pleasepleaseplease let me touch you−!" your cries got cut off by osamu hoisting you up again, holding you up with one arm as he hurriedly took off his coat and threw it across the room− popping the buttons off his white button-up and throwing that away aswell. his attention quickly went back to you, running his cold hands up and down your sides as he shallowly thrusted into you.

your hands immediately flew to scratch at his bandaged back, not too hard though− you know there'd be a punishment awaiting you if the bandages were damaged− and you just wanted to be osamu's good girl today.

his thrusts grew deeper, lithe fingers reaching between your bodies to play with your clit and you moaned, tightening around his cock. the brunette let out a guttural growl at the feeling of your cunt swallowing him so deliciously, the feeling was downright addicting to him− he needed to feel you cum around his cock.

his hips were slamming into you now, fingers gripping your hips so tightly that you knew they were gonna leave marks. you didn't care though− not when getting your brains fucked out by the port mafia boss.

your vision was hazy, drool dripping down your glossed lips− but you could still see how damn pretty he was. how fucking pretty osamu looked while fucking your lights out− thick brown locks disheveled, face flushed as tiny beads of sweat gathered on his forehead− some of his bangs sticking to his skin and fuck− you could almost cum from the sight alone.

what you didn't know, though, was that he was thinking the same things about you. oh, how your pretty face scrunched up in pleasure everytime he rubbed against a particular spot− it made him abuse and hit that spot over and over again, just to see your eyes slightly roll back as chants of his name rolled off your tongue. he loved the way your breasts bounced with each thrust of his unforgiving hips, made him want to bite and suck on them so much that they'd be left red and swollen. god, the mere image made his cock twitch inside of your velvety walls.

you gasped when his fingers sped up with his thrusts, ripping out gurgled mewls and moans out of you, your head lolling back against the wall as he encouraged you to cum− and you were close.

"cum on this c-cock− fuuck−!" he got cut off by his own growl, hips moving at an erratic pace− "soak this fuckin' cock, angel, now." and you did, right on queue− spraying him with your juices, now dripping down your ass cheeks as you wail from the burning overstimulation− only to get muffled by the palm of your boss. your body was completely slack in his hold, jaw unhinged as your thighs burned from the constant friction.

with one final thrust, he shuddered before flooding your insides with his seed, balls pressing against your ass and head thrown back− exposing the column of his slim throat, you wanted to bite down on it.

he slowly pulled out shortly after, pulling your panties back up and letting the waistband snap against your heated skin before smacking your ass playfully. what a damn tease. you could feel his sticky release pooling in your panties, the sensation was uncomfortable but you didn't dare disobey his wishes.

"alright, off you go now. I'm sure you have work to do, no?" osamu smirked, patting your ass softly before pushing you forward.

you wanted to wipe that little smirk off his face so bad− you were so gonna get back at him for this.

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a/n: sorry if this is ooc y'all I haven't read beast fully </3 kinda hate this but wtv, promise the next one will be better

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