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Kinktober - Day 3
Temperature play- Choso Kamo
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Soft whimpers and the slick wetness of your hands steadily moving up and down his cock were the only sounds emitted in the room.
Earlier that evening, you and Choso had come upon the topic of temperature play. Both of you were intrigued at the idea and had made a trip to the âadultâ store around the corner.
You were thinking he was going to try this on you, but much to your surprise, he wanted to be at your mercy tonight. So, you pulled out your trusty shibari ropes, tying him up with his hands behind his back, kneeling on your shared bed with a blind-fold wrapped tightly around his eyes.
You had a bright red candle in your right hand as your left hand worked his cock. Letting the wax drip onto his pale skin was more satisfying than you ever thought it would be. The cute squeals of pleasure he was letting out werenât helping either.
You had been edging him for almost an hour now, many drops of wax already dried onto his skin, leaving a smooth reminder of his masochism.Â
âThat feel good Cho? You like when I treat you like a whore, huh? Want me to make you come, babyâŚ.. Uh huh, I know, I know,â You couldnât stop the words from leaving your mouth, he just looked so good right now.Â
âYuh-yes! Wanâ you to make me come- please, baby, Iâve been good, please?â Â His words sent heat straight to your core. Your slick cunt now clenching around nothing.Â
âSuch a good boy Choâ You cooed, moving your hand faster, abandoning the candling in turn of giving your love what heâs craving.Â
His hips stuttered up into your hand, chasing sweet release. A cry left his plump, wet lips as his pace picked up and he began to lose his rhythm, and just as fast, you removed your hand from his weeping manhood.Â
âN-no, no- baby please, please lemme cum-Â need to-! Need to come for you babyâ Â He begged, frowning at the sinister smile on your face.Â
You slid a well manicured finger, up his clavicle, to his chin, tilting his head up to look at you. You lifted off his blind fold, meeting his perfectly teary-eyed gaze. He looked so fucking cute like this. Cock drooling almost as much as his mouth was. His eyes blurry and blinking away fat, say tears as he waited for your answer for his plea.
âThe only way you're coming tonight, is if itâs inside meâ The tone you used told him this wasnât a suggestion. You kneeled in front of him, your back to his chest as you lined up his dick up at your soaked entrance.Â
Even in his submissive state, you couldnât deny how hung he was. It made you drool thinking about how good he stretched you out. Biting your lip, you pushed your hips back and sunk down onto his girth.
Both of you breathing out groans and sighs of relief as you moved your hips, riding him faster, chasing both of your ends. You broke out into eratice thrusts and humps as you both got closer and closer. Choâs hips rutting up into your tight heat.
You could feel a ball of heat curling in your abdomen as you sped up your movements. Reaching one arm behind your head, you grabbed onto Choâs hair, pulling him forward and pushing his head into your neck.
Choâs hips gained an erratic speed, as he reached his end, hot spurts of cum releasing in your pussy as you soon followed his descent into orgasm.
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Kinktober Day 2 -
- Throat fucking - Roronoa Zoro
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You really couldnât help yourself.
You had been sitting in the crows nest watching Zoro pump his weights for about thirty minutes. With every set he let out a series of extremely attractive groans. He wasnât wearing a shirt and your eyes couldnât help but follow his bright green happy trail down to his thick bulge.
All you could think of after only a few minutes of staring was how good his cock would feel down your throat. You were obsessed with it. You wanted, no needed, to taste him.
And it seemed like he knew that too. Looking over at you with a sinister smirk pulled onto his lips. If choking on his dick was what you wanted, then thatâs what youâre going to get.
He finished his set and moved to set the dumbbells down, with no signs of a struggle. Stepping over to you, he grabbed a small white towel to wipe the sweat off his body.
Fuck, you wished you could lick it off his body instead.Â
He quickly plopped down next to you on the couch, spreading his legs, inviting you to take what you want.Â
âYou know what you want, then take it. Like the slut you areâ As he spoke he brought his hand to the back of your neck, squeezing slightly. It didnât take much persuasion to get you to submit to him.Â
You hastily slid off the couch, onto your knees in front of him, rubbing your hands along his inner thighs. One of his hands tangled into your dark brown locs, grabbing a large fistfull, pulling your head back to make eye contact with him.
âGimmie a good nut and Iâll give you a rewardâ He spoke, before leaning your head toward his growing erection.Â
You brought your hands, which were much smaller than his own, up to hook on the hem of his sweatpants and pull them down. He wasnât wearing any boxers. Pulling further down, you slowly released his leaking member.
His dick was as tan as the rest of his god-like body. From this angle he was glistening with sweat, seemingly sparkling as he looked down at you with lust clouded eyes. His tip leaking with salty-sweet precum. The veins running along the shaft, bulging with need. His balls are full and ready to be played with. He grabbed the base of his dick and tapped it on your glossy lips a few times.
Your baby-pink tongue came out to lick away the precum, and you leisurely pressed wet kisses down his length. Licking a wide stripe back up to his tip before popping it into your mouth.
His head tipped back onto the couch, as he let out a satisfied grunt.
Slowly, you pushed more of him into your mouth, slicking up his dick with a sinful mixture of your saliva and his pre. You started bobbing your head up and down, savoring his taste. The hand on the back of your head began to move your head in sync with the slight thrusts of his hips.
His movements were slowly getting faster and harsher, and in no time he was slamming his dick down your throat. And god did it feel good. The feeling of his thick cock pushing into your throat was unlike any other experience youâve ever had. You especially liked the sounds he made when you constrict your throat around him, swallowing any juices heâs releasing.
Soon enough his hips had a mind of their own, moving at an insanely fast pace, giving you no room to breath. Tears have been streaming down your face for the last few minutes. And youâve never looked more beautiful to Zoro.
He couldnât stop the sultry smile that crept onto his face as he watched the tears roll down your face, spit covering your lips and chin. Neither of you cared to wipe it off, you looked better like this anyways.
Zoro felt a tight knot coiling in his core. His hips getting faster and sloppier as he neared his end. He gave your throat three more thrusts before coming to a stop and spilling his hot seed down your throat.Â
You coud feel every pump of his cum going down your throat and you basked in the feeling.
Your craving was satisfied.
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Kinktober Day 1 - A/B/O - Aizawa Shouta -
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Being an omega and a teacher was not for the weak.
Being an omega was awful, to put it simply.
You could barely even stand to be in the same room as an alpha, let alone one who you're attracted to. And you had to hide away in your apartment for a few days every month just because your body thinks it needs to be bred.
And to make matters worse you were stuck in a room with the one alpha who never failed to have you squirming in your seat with just one look. Fucking Shouta Aizawa.
The two of you were staying late in the teachers lounge âgrading papersâ, thought it was more of short, shared glances and hard tension, than anything else. You had caught him staring down your shirt a few times during the hours that the two of you were working into the night.Â
It was almost 11:30 pm when he got up to get himself another mug of coffee.Â
âYou need a refill, too, sweetness?â He spoke, from his spot by the coffee machine. You nodded your head and your eyes unconsciously trailed down his arms as he poured you a mug. His sleeves were rolled up to the elbow and the top two buttons of his shirt were hanging open.
He glanced over at you from his spot and looked you up and down. His eyes effectively stop on your thighs and breasts. Quickly his scent filled the room as his body unintentionally released his pheromones.Â
He was aroused. Very aroused.
The strong, almost overbearing smell of his masculinity made you begin to give off your own pheromones. This gave him all the proof he needed to stride over to you with fast, wide steps. You pushed your chair back slightly, surprised by the sudeness of his advance.Â
Once Aizawa reached your work desk, he grabbed your wrist and guided you into a standing position. As you stood in front of him he slowly let his left hand wander down to your waist, pulling you in closer, letting his musk engulf your senses entirely.Â
He leaned down to your neck, nuzzling his nose into your scent glands, your head tilting to the side to give him more room to scent you. He inhaled deeply, groaning at the sweetness of your scent.
âFuck, you smell so good, babyâ He placed kisses along your neck leading up to your ear as he spoke. His deep, scratchy voice rumbling through your body, sending pleasant shivers up and down your spine.Â
His large hands pulled you closer to him. You hastily reciprocated his actions, rubbing yourself on his chest, taking him in while leaving the impression of you being there. You wanted everybody to know that he was now yours and vice versa.
âLet me know if you donât want this, and I'll stop, baby girl,â He bit the lobe of your ear and began to suck a hickey on the side of your neck.
âYou don't know how long I've wanted this,â You sighed out through labored breaths. Your hands soon found their way into his thick, black tresses, grip tightening at his scalp as his body melted into yours.
You had never felt such an overwhelming want to submit to someone else. As his hands moved down to the curve of your plump ass, you felt yourself falling deeper and deeper into subspace.
He stopped to grab two handfuls of the soft squishy flesh of your behind, then his hand continued on towards your thighs. And in one quick movement he lifted you up onto the desk next to the two of you.
His hands slid up the outer sides of your plush thighs, before moving to the hem of your pencil skirt. He looked up for one more ounce of confirmation from you. You nodded back.
A growl tore through his throat as he ripped open your skirt along the seam going down the middle, exposing your soaked panties. The large wet spot on the lacy pink underwear had him inhaling deeply into the air. He could smell  you.
He looked back into your eyes, both of your pupils being almost completely blown out with lust. You nodded back to him, giving him permission to do whatever he wants to you.
Slowly, Aizawa sunk down to his knees in front of you, his pitch black eyes never leaving yours. When he reached the floor, he ripped off your slick-coated thong, and used his thumbs to spread your lips, revealing your sopping hole.Â
His light pink tongue peaked out from his lips to lick a wide stripe from your hole to your throbbing clit.Â
Fuck. His tongue feels like heaven.
He popped your, slightly engorged clit into his mouth and sucked, with a gentleness that you didn't know was possible in a situation like this. Your hands carded through his hair once more, pulling every time he gave your clit some attention.
He was going down on you like you were his first meal in days. He gave you long licks along the length of your pussy, and quick, harsh sucks to your clit. The fervor in which he ate you out was quickly and steadily building up your climax.
You tugged on his hair, as the coursing waves of white, hot pleasure rolled over your body. Your legs, that were hanging loosely on his shoulders, are now tightening around his neck, pulling him closer to your heat, and basically riding his face through your orgasm.Â
He gives your cunny one last lick, cleaning up your spend, before coming back up to place a messy kiss on your lips. You could taste yourself in the kiss.Â
He reached to the side of your desk, and grabbed your bag. He knew you had a change of clothes, for emergencies.
âLets go out on a date before we continue this sweet thingâ He sughed in your ear, ovbiously holding himself back.
âHow about we go check out that knew ramen place down the streetâ He smiled a vicously sexy smile, grabbing his coat and keys, nodding towards the door with his head.
âBut, weâve already come this farâŚâ You whined out.
âI know, little one. I know⌠But I'd rather not have our first time in our place of work, when Iâve waited for this for so longâ His eyes betrayed his words, but still, he gave you one last kiss and pulled away.
You nodded back and hopped off the desk.
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~âĄBratâĄ~

"Nemiiii, I wan' that one!... Pleaseeee..?" You flashed your big doe eyes at him, pointing at the bright pink juicy track suit you had yet to acquire.
You had been meaning to buy one for quite a while now but could never find one in the color you want, unfortunately.
"No. The jacket alone is $113, baby, an' you haven't quite been on your best behavior today" He replied, never breaking his gaze away from the Jordans he was looking at. He was referring to the 8 bags he was already holding. (Even though you had repeatedly told him you could pay if he didn't want to).
Your arms flopped down at your sides in defeat, the bangles and bracelets on your wrists clinking together as you pouted up at your fiance.
You felt the familiar sting of tears well up in your eyes at the denial. You really wanted it. And you'd be damned if you weren't gonna get it by the end of the day.
You smirked as an idea popped into your head, and stepped closer to Sanemi. Your left hand came up to grab at his right biscep and your right hand moved to lay on his chest.
Your tan wedges added a good few inches to your height, making it easier for you to reach and whisper into his ear. "Oh really? So there's nothing I can do to change your mind, huh?... Bumer, I was thinking some time on my knees might do the trick" You knew you had him wrapped around your well-manicured finger by the way his eyes shifted slightly to towards you in contemplation.
He grunts under his breath, "Your on, princess. You make me cum an' it's all yours baby, " He leaned closer to you as he spoke.
You smiled up at him, your glossy lips shining and your sickeningly sweet Victoria's Secret perfume intoxicating him. His head was getting foggy at just the thought of your plump lips slickly wrapped around his already hardening cock.
You led him out of the store, looping your arm in his as you shut your brain off and let him lead you to the family bathroom in Macy's. Good thing it was a Wednesday and there wasn't many people here at the mall.
You and Nemi liked coming here on Wednesday's because you had worked at this mall in your teen years and knew that Tuesday was the day that all of the restock items came into the stores, and nobody's comes to the mall on Wednesday, so you get first picks at all the good stuff.
The two of you had already been to Victoria's Secret, and bought some new sets fro special occasions, Zumiez to get Nemi some new pants, - there was a sale - and to get you some new beanies. You had also spent almost $200 at Spencer's, buying brand new 'adult' toys to try out later. You had also stopped at Forever 21 to get a new dress for you and Nemi's date night on Saturday.
But for now here you were in a family bathroom that was, surprisingly clean. Nemi sat down on the closed toilet seat, after unbottoning his pants and shrugging off his jacket and tossing it on the floor in front of him, leaving him in a white wife-beater.
"Kneel on that. Now." His voice was stern and dominating. The lowness of it combing over your body, almost forcing you to kneel down in front of him.
"Well? Get to it slut... Don' tell me your backing out now, after allat talk earlier" His crystal white grin was sinister, but nonetheless put you into a deadly trance.
He didn't wait any longer and pulled out his raging hard-on. He wasn't the longest you had seen, - you had never really liked them too long - but his girth. My god, you could go on for days about how perfectly his thickness fit inside your holes.
You knew you had to be leaking at this point. You could feel the sticky wettness on your thighs. His dick was leaking at the tip, giving away how excited he actually was right now.
You breathed in deep, inhaling the heavy scent of his musk. It made your vision hazy and clouded your brain. Your head with filled with non stop thoughts of his cock.
Finally, you leaned forward and gripped the base with your small, manicured hands. Your gaze never left his as you left small kitten licks up and down the sides of his manhood, tracing the prominent veins lining his shaft.
Your mouth came back up to the top, tongue trailing along the bottom, where he had the thickest vien out of all of them, your pink tinted lip-gloss leaving kiss marks along his thickness.
You popped his tip into your mouth and sucked slightly. "Oh fuuuck, that's good, baby" He grunted out, in between heavy sighs.
His reaction pleased the hell out of you, motivating more movement from your tongue as you sunk further down his dick. You pulled back up and hollowed your mouth around him, creating a stronger suction than before.
His hips stuttered and lifted towards your hot mouth. "Shit!" He murmured under his breath as one of his large hands came to the back of your head, pushing you down on his cock as he fucked into your throat harshly. "Bet you like this don' you, baby?" You answered by humming out a muffled 'mhmm'.
"Course you do, your my good girl, after all. M'perfect baby. You belong to me. Nobody else can do what I do, huh? I've ruined you, haven't I?" His voice got more coarse and his hips sped up their pace. You could tell he was close. He always talks like this when his on the brink of coming.
You reached up to the hem of your strapless bubble-gum-pink dress and pulled it down, letting your plump breast fall from their confines. The silver of your pierced nipples shining in the harsh bathroom lighting.
Letting go of him, you grabbed both of your breasts and lifted yourself up into your knees, wrapping them around him as you continued to suckle on his tip.
"Holy shit! M'gonna cum princess, g'na cum down that pretty throat then m'gunna take you home and fuck that perfect little pussy" His pants were getting faster and faster as he chased his release.
You gazed back up at him through tears and subtle lash extensions. You hollowed out your cheeks and sucked harder, simultaneously moving your tongue around his tip and sliding your tits up and down his shaft.
"Holy fucking- shit baby, so fuck- so fucking good" His breathing was speeding up and shallowing out. You could tell he was about to cum, so you kept to what you were doing until you heard him suck in a quick breath and felt his hips stuttering.
His warm fluids flowing down your throat, so hot you thought it might be boiling. His hand came down unto the back of your head and his cock pushed to the back of your mouth, sending his cum further down your throat, giving you no choice but to swallow.
As you pulled off and caught your breath he spoke, "fuck baby, keep sucking me off like that and I'll buy you whatever the fuck you want"
You smirked, and wiped the corner of your mouth while standing up. Grabbing the straps of your dress you readjusted yourself, before turning to Sanemi. "Maybe I will then" you turned to the mirror in the bathroom. And reapplied your cherry lip-gloss.
He shrugged his pants and underwear back up and came behind you to rub your hips with his much larger hands.
You finished touching your face back up and turned to meet his lips in a soft kiss. You practically melted into him as his arms circled around your waist.
He pulled away and grabbed your hand, lacing your fingers together, and walking you out of the bathroom.
"Let's go get you that track suit, sweet girl"
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The Masochism Tango
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"Cut me⌠please.." He begged, moving my hand to press the switch blade against his collarbone. His body shifts slightly from his kneeling position, his legs were most likely numb right now, but then again, he'd probably enjoy that.
"And may I ask why?" I antagonized him, teasing him was fun like no other.
"I want your name to be permanently scarred over my heart" His begging became more desperate with every word.
I took a drag of my cigarette, inhaling the toxins, and somehow putting myself at more ease with this situation.
"As you wish, Mon Amour '' I gave in to him almost too quickly. He let out a choked sob of relief, and tilted his neck to the right, giving me more space to leave my mark.
I took control of the knife once more and dug it into his flesh light enough so not to hurt him badly, but hard enough to leave a scar.
The farther I got into carving my name, the more pretty he looked, the blood from his wounds seeping out and leaving red hot trials of ichor to stain his abdomen.
Placing the knife down on the bed beside me, I moved my forgotten cigarette to my right hand and steadily burned a heart at the end of my name.
(Y/n)âĄ
He looked beautiful.
His head fell backwards with masochistic pleasure and his, now closed, eyes leaked silent tears. His teeth captured his bottom lip, drawing it into his mouth.
His head moved back to the front, only to look up at me through his wet eyelashes.
"Cara mia, bite me.. Please - I need to know that I'm going to be yours until the day I die" his begging was more persistent now, but he needn't even ask, turning him was always a part of the plan.
Tossed my burnt out cigarette on the finished wooden floor somewhere, and motioned him closer with the sloth curl from my pointer and middle finger.
He sat up onto his knees, from his posture of sitting back on his feet. Shuffling closer to my spread legs he placed both of his hands on either of my knee-caps.
Grasping his chin with my right hand I lifted his head up to mine, letting go after, knowing he would keep his head still for me. I grazed my lips against his and trailed feather-like kisses down his neck on his right side.
Once I reached the spot slightly above his artery, my lips pulled back and my canines extended. My right hand came to support the other side of his neck.
"Are you ready, Mon cher?" I questioned.
He nodded quickly and I felt his hand grip my knees harder, in preparation.
Opening my mouth wider, and letting it hang open a few seconds longer than needed, just to make him squirm as he felt the heat of my breath on his warm skin; before biting down on his supple flesh, feeling his whole body shudder.
That taste of iron flooded my mouth for a few seconds, as I heard his breath hitch. Once he relaxed the taste in my mouth got much sweeter. Almost too saccharine for my liking.
Before I knew it I was pulling away from his neck slightly and licking the excess blood from spilling down.
As I pulled further back I was finally able to see the dreamy look in his eyes. He was breathing heavily and was blinking slowly, but at least he was still conscious.
"Are you alright, love?" I asked, and I could tell my voice brought him back from whatever trance he was in.
He nodded once again and nuzzled his face into my left thigh. His obedientes gave time for the state of affairs to settle in. He was in pain, but he would be safe once I cleaned him up: but most of all he was now mine. Forever.
He belongs to me,
And I finally broke him.

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Uhmmm, idk why I wrote this or y I'm putting my thoughts at the bottom. But ig I just rly wanted to write about a masochist lover getting turned into a vampire willingly by his vampire lover.
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⥠Not Finished âĄ

"You cryin' doll?" He teased, smirking at the streaks of mascara you were leaving behind as you pressed your face harder into the couch cushion. He'd worry about the stains later. For now it's all about you.
He's been pounding your sweet little pussy non-stop for the last 15 minutes. He'd gotten tired of playing his video game and finally turned his concentration to you.
Nothing about this man is small either. Not his devotion to you, nor the size of his cock. He sets a pace that is down right brutal. With the only sound leaving your mouth being screams of pleasure, timed precisely with his harsh thrusts.
"S'too b-big" you stuttered out, tiny hands gripping the blanket you had been cuddling up with whilst you watched Aoi play Fallout. He loved the game but he loved you more. He'd seen you squirming out of the corner of his eye the whole time.
"Seen you take toys bigger than this baby, so yer' gonna take what I give you. Or are you not my good little girl?" His question had your eyes popping open as you shook your head side-to-side, smearing more mascara along the couch. "No, m' a good girl, I can take it!" You proclaimed, the only thought in your head is to take his cock as well as you can.
Aoi shifted his position and placed one of his knees on the couch while his other leg stayed put. The angle forced his cock to ram up against that sweet spongey spot that damn near made your vision go white. "Fuck, right there baby, right fucking there, don't stop"
Your screeching did nothing but spur him on more, his hips drilling into you harder with each deep stroke. His girth was filling you up more satisfyingly than any toy you've played with.
This wasn't normal Aoi behavior either. Normally he was gentle and patient, but sometimes, if he was pent up enough, you would end up like this. Face down ass up, and letting him take you for whatever he wanted.
His right hand rose into the air and came crashing down on your ass check, jiggling the soft flesh and leaving a pleasant sting where it had made contact.
"Tha's it baby girl, such a good slut f'me, taking my cock so well, without any prep too. I'll be sure to give you a nice big reward after this" He uttered out, in between thrusts. Chasing his own release as well as yours becoming his next goal.
His thrusts were sporadic and rough as he gripped the flesh of your waist tighter, bringing your ass back to meet the slap of his thighs.
"Aoi, m'gunna cum, keep going, keep going.." He was knocking the breath right out of your lungs. Your mouth just repeating those words like it's your own personal mantra.
"Oh yeah? Make a mess for me baby" His voice deepened slightly, a trait you had come to love, and you could tell he was close to his orgasm.
"fffuuck, Yesss" sheer bliss consumed your body, and the pounding of his cock never ceased as waves of pleasure rolled over your body. Aoi's hand came down to rub quick back and forth motions on your swollen, puffy clit, sending you deeper into your release, as a clear, sticky liquid gushed out of your cunt. This pushed him into the throws of his own release.
Thick, hot spurts of cum roped into your pussy as his thrusting slowed to a stop. Heavy breathing was all that you could hear before he slowly pulled his softening dick out of your abused hole.
Aoi flipped you over onto the dryest part of the couch and walked out of the room to the kitchen. He returned with a glass of ice water and a warm towel.
Getting on his knees in front of you he carefully wiped the remnants of your spend off of your thighs, and legs before softly dabbing your aching pussy.
"Thank you Aoi" Even though your head was cloudy and you could barley form a thought, your first instinct was to thank him.
"Hell'r you thanking me for, jus' doin' ma job" He replied, clapping his hands softly to replace one of the ice cubes in ur drink for a straw, knowing you can't bring yourself to lift the cup for that long.
"Did I... Did I take it too far?" He asked, not realy knowing if he wanted to know the answer.
"Of course not baby, that was amazing" You smiled softly as you spoke.
"Oh okay, good.. But you know what that means, right?"
"What?"
"Means I'm not finished with you" He smirked.

And that's a wrap for my first postâźď¸âźď¸hope y'all had fun reading bc I had fun writingđ
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