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All I want for Christmas is a fucking break.

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JOHN PAUL PITOC Trick (1999)

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Boy with a disability related to talking: *exist*

Oswald Cobblepot, unprompted:

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this is canonically how tim added the pants to the robin costume

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Thank you streamer games

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Ghost w trampstamp😓😓😓

HEGEGGE I LOVE THESE GUYS (nikto, krueger, gogo(oc))

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Logan begging for it.... so sweetly we cant refuse..... when he knows reader needs his sleep..... taking it in his even when it stays soft...... cockwarming reader while we sleeps.....

Yes im writing whis as I fall asleep

Logan Howlett x male reader

headcanons

I was gonna write a longer thing, but a migraine decided to kick my ass all of a sudden, so here I am simply rambling about this.

Imagine having a normal but exhausting day job. You’re no hero, no vigilante, no nothing, you’re just a guy. And you somehow ended up charming the pants off of The Wolverine of all people. How? You have no idea

Dating Logan is a real treat, even with his roughness and sometimes standoffish personality. When you guys really get close, he starts to get more vulnerable.

Along with vulnerable emotionally, he also starts to get a much stronger libido, seeing as he has a partner now. Him having a healing factor doesn’t help you in this case, since it means he has very little recovery time.

Seeing Logan, one would think hed be the dominant one, something you assumed in the beginning too. That was until you guys got intimate the first time and he shoved you onto your back to ride you instead.

There were no complaints from you obviously, because who’d mind having someone like that riding you? Logan in his broad, hairy and so very heavy way, lifting himself up and down on you like it was barely a workout.

You have to remind him to be careful though, multiple times, seeing as his bones make him extra heavy, and your poor hips are that of the average person.

Having a partner with a libido like that though, also means Logan is always raring to go, almost waiting for you by the door when you get home from your shift, like an old gruff dog waiting for affection.

The first week or two of you coming home dead on your feet and passing out on the couch the moment you sat down passed… as well as they could for Logan. He wouldn’t force you to do anything you hadn’t agreed with, but God, is he starting to get antsy.

After way too long, in Logans opinion at least, he finally can’t take it anymore. Being the Loverboy he secretly is, he at least brings you to your shared bed before clambering on top of you again.

You’re just too exhausted to do much other than pet at his thighs, eyes already drooping, but his almost timid but so desperate begging keeps you awake longer than other days. When you sleepily agree, Logan kisses you so hungrily you almost lose your breath.

You stay somewhat awake in the beginning as he works your clothes off, being kind enough not to rip it even if logan really really wanted too. He knows its your work clothes, and you’ve scolded him enough times about ripping up your clothes at this point.

It was hard to even really stay awake as Logan worked you hard, just enough for him to slide down on you, his groans sounding like he was a starving man having his first bite of food in weeks. Had you not been struggling to keep your eyes open, you might have teased him.

When Logan leans forward and just rests his weight on you, that was the last straw. Who could stay awake with such a warm heavy weight pressing down on them, like your own personal weighted wolverine blanket.

Logan didn’t even really feel the need to ride you or get himself off, he just wanted to be close to you like this, to feel you inside him and press up against you. So having slowly doze off under him wasn’t a bother, especially as you mumble for him to just keep going.

Most of the night is majorly used by Logan to just tuck his face into your neck and huff your scent, or rub his own against you. You will wake up with beard burns, sorry but those at the rules. Theres probably some chew marks and hickeys mixed in there too, Logans possessive.

You do wake up with very sore hips the next morning. In the comics he’s 300 lbs, but that’s with his comic height, so if were going off of movie Logan he weighs even more. And no matter how much you work out, that’s gotta make you sore.

You don’t really mind though, especially as Logan makes sure you massage your hips in ways you didn’t even know were possible. This also just gives Logan an excuse to lick and gnaw at you more, and to rub more of his scent into you, and yours into him.

Yes, you limp that day, and probably the day after. Luckily you’re able to work from home. This of course also means you have Logan on your dick the entire time, even if its just your mutant lover crawling under the blanket to get his mouth on you.

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Four in the morning ( when you creep back into bed )

Pairing: Wolverine x Top Male Reader

Cw: 18+, fingering, anal sex, sub!wolverine, dom!male reader, fwb,

Thinking about Wolverine who’s always so impatient to wind down after a long day, calls you over to his place with someone else’s blood and guts still caked onto him.

He hasn’t even finished up the call when he’s stripping the clothes off of him, before pushing strong thighs up to his chest, spit slicked fingers working on loosening the tight ring of muscles, all while counting down how long it takes for you to get there, silently wondering if he should have someone else finish up the job instead.

By the time you arrive, he’s already driving three fingers up inside his tight wet hole, the muscles in his wrist flexing with how hard he’s going, angry red cock uselessly slapping against his stomach as he fucks himself down onto his fingers , all while frustrated noises roll off of his tongue because of course this isn’t enough to make him finish

The frustration only grows when he sees you standing motionless at the door, and he’s quick to tell you to hurry over and fuck him already, even huffing and puffing as he proceeds to turn over and present his ass for you because fuck does he have to do everything around here?

“come on come on come on” he rushes out, hand parting his cheeks to show you his hungry cunt, momentarily wondering if he should just tie you up and use you however he wants.

But just as the thought strikes his head he feels your cock brushing up against the furls of muscles, and a sigh of relief escaping his lips as you finally slide inside him.

Despite the amount of prep there’s a slight burn that comes with the stretch, muscles reflexively resistant as you sink further into him, but he happily welcomes it; toes curling, clawed nails threatening to poke hole in the sheets, as the pleasurable flames slowly but surely engulf him “mfp - ah fuck that’s it yes yes yes, took you ah took you long enough,”

He steadily takes you inch by inch till you’re buried to the hilt; ass flushed with your hips, pressed so close he can practically feel your heartbeat against his skin, even feels himself going lax in as if you’ve finally quenched the fire that’s burning inside of him.

“Couldn’t exactly teleport here now could I?”

Just as he’s about to retort with something sarcastic, you give an experimental roll of your hips cock head brushing up against the wall of nerves that knocks the wind out of him , desperately gasping for air when he demands “Fuck!, oh -oh need more come on, please!!”

“Easy there , going ah- to hurt yourself,” you splurt out , fingers digging into his hips as if to prevent yourself from ramming into the man.

Logan however couldn’t care less, uses his hips to push himself back down onto your length, body shuddering and groans escaping his lips as he starts fucking himself on your dick. “I’ll - ah - I’ll heal,”

That’s when he feels your fingers yank at his hair, pulling him back til his head is resting on your shoulder before driving up into him at a relentless pace, all while keeping a sturdy hand on his hip, turning and twisting his body as you please- as if he weighed nothing .

“This what you wanted huh?” You breathe into his ear while continuously slamming into his hungry cunt.

For a moment he’s unable to muster up a response, lost in the way you’re slamming your hips into him so hard it almost hurts, stretching his body in ways that makes him feel like he’s being split in half on your cock.

But the constant jabs to his prostate eventually coaxes the words right out of him “Yes! Yes! Yes! don’t stop fuck!” He gasps out feels himself already inching closer to his orgasm, and maybe he’d be embarrassed about it if he hadn’t been worked up for such a long time. All he can do now is keep a vice like grip on your cock fearing you’d be cruel enough to pull out when he’s so close to cumming

Fortunately for him you don’t do any of that, instead you continue ramming straight into him til the tension in his balls grow unbearable tight and he’s withering in your arms.

“Cum-cumming-“ is all he manages to blurt out, body tensing for a moment before spurting ropes of cum all over the mattress. “Mph fuck!” He cries out, , world blurring, ears ringing as he continues rides out his high in your arms.

Eventually he stops shaking in your embrace and upon catching his breath he’s hit with the smell of a coppery scent, one heavy eyelid prying open just to be met with the sight of his claws digging into your now bloody hands. A wave of panic rushes through him, and he’s quick to retract his claws before he goes to say something. But just as he’s about to speak you interrupt him “it’s okay”

He doesn’t say a word as he brings your hands to his lips, tongue slipping out and lapping up the bloody mess on your skin.

“Jesus Christ Logan,” you wince out, head dropping into the nook of his neck as he cleans you up, swears he can feel your cock twitching inside as he continues on with his task , his lips all bloody and smiling ear to ear when he says the words “Another round?”

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I have a request!!!!

Okay okay…

Daryl who has never had any desire to touch or masturbate… he doesn’t even know how… he rarely gets hard.

But… once he meets reader, suddenly he’s got this new feeling, he’s always getting hard but he’s so pure and sexually innocent that he doesn’t know what to do, doesn’t know how to touch, he’s never cum before.

Reader very gently teaches Daryl how his body works and shows him how to cum and Daryl’s basically a puddle on the floor. He’s very shy to be touched, reluctant at first, never having experience even just masturbation.

You teach him how his body works and he loves it.

Subby innocent baby

a sweet thing.

male reader x daryl dixon.

summary: theres many things new daryls yet to experience in your relationship- but what he was most excited for was you: your touch lingering over his skin as you show him how to feel good.

era: prison.

note: ty for the request anon!! hopefully i didnt take too long to write

daryl twists and turns in bed, waiting for you to come back from your shower. hes been antsy all day, images of you flashing through his mind. youve both been busy lately with all the new additions to the group and the renovations happening- but you managed to sneak some time away with him once in a while: a stolen kiss here or there.

but daryls been wanting more. he had asked to take things slow between you, and of course youve complied perfectly. in fact, he thinks youve followed his request too closely. youve been waiting on him to make a move, but daryl has absolutely no clue how to do so. hes never done anything like that. hes only masturbated a handful of times in his whole life, and that was ages ago. he wasnt the physical touch type, but when it came to you, everything was different. he found himself having urges hes never experienced before- and all of it was overwhelming. he just wished he knew the right words to say to you.

daryl sighs, sitting up a little. he stares up at the thin sheet acting as a barrier, then down at his lap. he thinks about you in the shower now, rinsing off all the sweat and grime thats accumulated from working so hard throughout the day. thinks about the water gliding down your body, wet hair clinging to your face.

his body feels hot all over, pleasure bubbling underneath his skin. with a foreign touch, his hand comes up to palm at his half-hard cock. hes never realized how sensitive he is, his legs drawn together as he strokes himself with one hand, the other muffling his sounds. with his eyes shut, he misses the curtains being drawn back to reveal you standing there.

and you, youve never seen daryl like this. sure, hes always been more of the needy type, constantly clinging to you as you made out with him- but never this: a hand wrapped firmly around his dick, pumping up and down and eyes screwed shut.

well, he looked delicious. you felt frozen in place, just watching and watching. youre careful as you approach daryl, the bed dipping under your weight. he springs up in response, wide eyed and breathless.

youre a little rough, attacking his mouth with a searing kiss. "i cant wait," daryl tilts his head back, mouth parting just slightly, "cant go slow anymore. cmon."

he lets you redirect him on the bed, eyes glazed over with arousal. he shakes his head and nods at the same time, both reluctant and eager for you to touch him. your gaze lands on his cock, flush at the head and twitching underneath your attention.

you realize he hasnt got any lubricant, not even spit. "jesus, dee. doesnt that hurt?"

he stares at you in confusion until youre spitting into your hand, grabbing him by the shaft and slicking him up. he arches into the touch like he doesnt even know hes doing it, eyes rolling back. and you knew he never had experience doing this kinda stuff with men, but not even a handjob? here you were, barely touching him and he was teetering over the edge already. a sort of warm energy rushes through your body at seeing daryl like this, short hair matted like hes been tossing and turning in pleasure.

"what, you couldnt just wait for me to come outta the shower?" you tease, pressing short but warm kisses all along his neck, "had to take care of yourself?"

a sliver of pre-come collects at his slit, and you continue. "or maybe you wanted me to see you like this? shit, good thing i did too- looks like you could use some pointers."

daryls a mess, and it occurs to you that your words may not even be registering for him. "fuck," he finally responds, "fuck- yeah. yeah, please."

"please?" and in the face of it all, you cant help but let out a little chuckle. daryl could handle anything- walkers, people, hunting- but he doesnt know how to jerk off? "alright, ill teach you a little something."

you rearrange your positions, getting up on the bed and sitting in between his legs. hes got his pants pulled halfway down his ass, just enough room for him to get his dick out. "first," you take him by the base, "its good to get this pretty cock all wet beforehand." you collect all the saliva in your mouth, letting it drip onto his cock. his hand flys out to muffle his moans, his hips jerking into your fist. "makes everything feel better, right?"

he nods weakly, shirt riding up to reveal soft skin. you tugged at it, urging him to take it off. he obliges with ease, throwing his shirt to the ground. "and if you wanna feel real good," youre tearing at his pants now, "you can go a little lower."

your fingers ghost over his hole, applying just a little pressure. he cums right then and there, a low whine escaping from him. you refuse to let up, your hands still stroking his flaccid cock. he shoves at your chest, tears springing in his eyes.

with a gentle touch, youre wiping at his face and kissing away his tears. "good?"

he nods, arms weakly wrapping around your back and pulling you close. you hiss as your own erection presses against his thigh, daryl shifting underneath you.

"m'gonna try it again. on you." he suggests shyly, hands disappearing under your shirt.

you lean back onto the mattress, an arm coming up to rest under your head to watch him work. yeah, you could get used to this.

first little drabbleish how do we feel

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Ok! Could I please get (fic or shorter) Daryl and Male reader where his boyfriend teaches him how to do bj? Basically instructing Daryl what to do, all soft and kind and sickly sweet.

Thank you~.

your gentle touch.

top male reader x daryl dixon.

summary: a nice surprise turns into a learning experience for daryl.

era: prison.

note: literally before u requested this i was writing something like this so its perfect

after taking in all of the governors people, the tombs and other cell blocks were quick to be cleared of walkers with the extra hands. you figured that with all the space, a room or two could be put to good use.

it took about three months to get it cleaned up and add some decorations- all whilst keeping it a secret from daryl. you had wanted to give the room to him as a surprise. with all the new additions to the group, you knew he was inclined to keep to himself and wasnt as comfortable showing affection to you like he is with rick and the others. the room wasnt just for him, but for the both of you.

hes got a tight grip on your hand, following you deeper into the darkness.

"cant ya just tell me what it is?" he huffs, at a complete loss as to why youve pulled him aside- not that he was doing anything.

"daryl, thats what a surprise is. i promise its a good one."

with him trailing after you, you miss the way he smiles softly, eyes tracing your broader figure. yeah, he'd follow you anywhere, good surprise or not.

he lingers in the doorway, eyes darting all over the room. a mattress in the corner, a mirror on the other end- how did you get these down there without him seeing? and a stack of books and markers.

he glances at you. "when the hell'd you do all this?"

you flop back onto the bed, gesturing him forward. he closes the door behind him and gets comfortable in your strong arms. its one of the things he was crazy about- how they flexed as you helped hershel plant some seeds, how they were almost the same size as his fucking head. it was insanely attractive to him.

"when you werent looking? it took a few months, actually. bringing back a mirror on a run and convincing everyone else not to tell you is easier than it sounds." you chuckle softly, fingers running through his thick hair.

he tilts his head to look at you, the effects of the four walls working almost instantly. he leans in for a kiss, his little beard tickling your chin. its not like you havent kissed before. in fact, you stole one from him any chance you could get. but here: with zero chance of someone walking in on you, you were warranted a make out session.

his lips were always a bit chapped but quick to warm up under your touch. they parted just slightly, allowing your tongue to slip inside. his firm hands come to rest atop your chest, body fitting against yours perfectly.

with blood rushing both to your heart and cock, you pull away to sit up a little. "guess this is perfect, huh? all this room with no one else to hear us..."

daryls eyes seem to widen a bit, a blush coming to his cheeks. he swallows thickly before nodding, his fingers dancing across your skin. every time he touched you, it sent sparks through you- time and time again.

"wanted to ask you somethin'," he rasps out, hair falling into his face. your hand comes up to brush the strands away from his face, showing you millions of expressions hidden away just for you. "i want you to teach me how to do something."

"uh, teach you what?" you reply, forcing your attention away from his open lips, still wet from where youve kissed them.

he ducks his head, and you immediately recognize that trait. hes shy.

"what?" youre laughing softly, trying to match his gaze. "what is it? yknow ill do it, whatever you want. ill teach you."

"i mean," he groans, rubbing at his eyebrow in frustration, "shit, how am i 'sposed to just say it? i wanna... y'know, be able to go down on you. ive never done that before."

you nod, amused by his words. it was so easy to forget how much of a virgin he was next to you; hes never been with a man before. what else could you expect? "alright, ill teach you. you wanna be on your knees?"

he blinks once, then twice, and then a third time. "man, i dunno. i guess.." his voice is quieter now, softer.

"youve gotta speak up around me," you reaffirmed, leaning in to press a kiss to his forehead. "wanna hear what youve got to say."

daryl sighs, always overwhelmed by the gentleness you had for him. "yeah. wanna be on the floor."

hes malleable in your hands, sinking to his knees before you and getting comfortable. just seeing him like this made your cock twitch.

you reached out, a thumb slipping inside his open mouth. and he lets you: his mouth opening wider and wider.

"take my pants off." you instructed, breathless.

he pulls off of your thumb, firm hands at your belt, and then tugging at your boxers. daryl swallows thickly, familiarizing himself with the shape of you so close.

your hand snakes around the base of your dick, guiding it to daryls lips. "open. wider. mhm, like that. now rest your tongue on the bottom of your mouth."

you consider how easy it would be to shove your cock inside that mouth, how he'd take it anyways. a feverish heat blossoms inside your chest, and you want to fill every inch of him.

"go on, take it slowly." you hum out instead, watching your cock slowly disappear into his warm mouth. his eyes fluttered shut in concentration, barely getting the tip down his throat before hes choking.

"alright, hold on," your hand comes up to brush the hair away from his face, letting you see his face more clearly. he was flushed all the way down to his neck, fists balled to the side like he was restraining himself. "youre too stiff. just relax your jaw, and take your time."

daryl nods, wiping at his mouth with the back of his hand. his mouth falls open again, and he returns with more passion. instead of simply trying to take swallow your cock all at once, hes sucking gently at the head- tongue swirling around you. you have to put all your effort into not bucking into that heat, into suppressing your shudder. daryl notices, his hand guiding your own to his shoulder.

you want to kiss him them, ravage him, tuck yourself into him and hear him cry for you.

"youre doing good, sweetheart," is all you can manage, your touch traveling up his neck to feel his pulse there. the trust he had for you was obvious, and nothing turned you on more than that, "making me feel so good."

your words spur him on, his throat relaxing around you as he breathed in deep before moving down, and down- nose shoved into the dark hair at the base.

you cant hold back now, a firm grip on the back of his head as he struggled to adjust to your size. through a lust filled gaze, you catch sight of his gaze staring right back at you, pupils blown wide and mouth stuffed.

maybe thats what sends you over the edge. or maybe it was his hands gripping onto your thighs, or his own erection pressed against your leg.

here daryl dixon was: cold and rough and strong, learning how to blow a guy for the first time.

"im gonna- gonna cum. cmon." youre gently pushing at his shoulder, trying to get him off.

he pulls away with a loud pop, lips plump and red. "just cum in my mouth." his voice is wrecked, throat sore. but you couldnt deny him.

his mouth is left ajar, tongue resting against his bottom mouth as he watched you jerk off in front of him.

"didnt think youd get this desperate," you mused, just teetering over your release, "this pathetic for a taste of my cock."

and hes whining, something low and soft that you could barely pick up. "but you know im just as fucking pathetic for you too, huh? thats why 'm gonna cum on your face, and then suck you off till youre crying. you want that, angel?"

hes nodding, one eye shut as he inches closer and closer to your twitching cock, a hand closing around the tip as hes teasing your orgasm out of you.

your back arches, breathes falling out of you in ragged patterns, a hand still clenched in daryls hair as you held him in place before jetting your release onto his mouth.

hes licking at his mouth, then at your cock again, cleaning up. a thumb pushes into his mouth again, exploring the wet heat thats been so eager this whole time. you push against his tongue, affectionate and proud, letting him swirl around it like he previously did.

"youre a quick learner," you mumble, tugging him back onto the bed, "but ive still got some tricks to show you."

he swallows thickly, reaching for a kiss. "m'kay. go ahead, mister."

so lets ignore how fast u came i feel like im so bad at writing smut!!

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Phillip Graves’s who has a tad of an oral fixation and is a bit of a kinky little dude mfhfhffmf

Minors DNI

phillip graves who loves sitting under his own desk, holding onto your legs and rutting up on your combat shoe desperately with your dick weighing on his tongue, softly sucking and giving little kitten licks even if your simply doing his own paperwork and only half hard

Phillip graves who loves to ride you so that he can lean and bend to kiss you as much as he can and let you see all the pretty expressions he’s making while his soft walls clamp around your member like a vice

Phillip graves who begs for two fingers in his mouth against his tongue to keep him quiet when he’s squirming and whining while you prep him

Phillip graves who needs you to spit in his face if it means he can feel it slide down his sweat and tear covered cheeks while he feels your cock hitting the back of his throat while he looks up at you with his big blue eyes and teary lashes

Phillip graves who loves when you cum in his mouth so he can taste you deep in his throat for half the day and every time he feels a hickey or mark fade he will like he needs another one

Phillip graves who almost orgasms untouched at the thought of you kissing him roughly with bites and nips until he tastes blood on his tongue and lips and can’t think of anything but the moment itself

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Since there’s ZERO Professor/Sergio Marquina x Male Reader. I’m gonna feed you, because why not??? The man is fine as hell and you guys are drooling all over him (same.)

Sergio Marquina x Top Male Reader

NSFW Headcanons!!

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— He’s both a pillow princess and a bratty bottom depending on his mood.

— Pulling or tugging his hair turns him on, the first time you did it. He let out a loud moan.

— Will keep his glasses on during sex if you ask him to. (bcuz why not? He looks so fucking hot wearing them.)

— If he’s feeling really needy for you, he’ll straight up BEG. Pleading how much he craves you with every fiber of his being.

— LOVES when you manhandle him.

— He likes it slow and sensual but if he has a lot of pent up tension, he wouldn't mind you going fast and rough.

— He gets so flustered when you leave rough kisses and bite marks on his body, it’s like your way of claiming what belongs to you. And he’d do the same thing to you as well.

— If your bodies are pressed closely together, he’d plant kisses all over your neck and shoulders as his lips trailed up to your jaw before he finally kisses your lips.

— Though you are the top in the relationship, he still likes to take charge and be the dominant one and you let him of course.

— Lets out the most LOUDEST moans and whimpers whenever you eat him out, he’s straight up crying and gripping your hair on how good your mouth and tongue feels in his hole. (he'd literally let you live between his thighs.)

— Lets out whimpers and whines whenever your hands roam around his body, each touch and caress you give him makes him shiver in excitement.

— If you manage to drive him crazy, he’ll straight up BEG for you in Spanish or can’t even form coherent words at all and just let his cries of pleasure speak for you.

— Gets so flustered and aroused seeing the bulge in his stomach when your cock is inside of him, it makes him feel so small.

— He LOVES it when you fuck him till he’s straight up a needy dumb slut who begs for your cock.

— He LOVES it when your fingers are deep inside of him, feeling them going in out of his walls and hitting his ‘sweet spot’. Fingering him completely as your free hand jerks off his cock.

— He LOVES when you praise him, it makes him feel acknowledged and knowing how much he’s doing a good job pleasing you.

— When he gave you head for the first time, it was messy and sloppy but he quickly learned and improved his skills.

— He likes it when you fuck his face, seeing you grip his hair and roll your hips and praise him on how good his mouth feels on your cock and calling him a 'good boy'. (bonus points if he's wearing his glasses!!)

— He could spend hours sucking and jerking your cock off, he’d watch you go crazy and literally cry from pleasure as your body is trembling from his oral skills.

— Gets very turned on whenever you call him “Professor” in bed.

— Very touch starved so he HAS to be touching you at all times.

— Eye contact at all times, he needs to see your every reaction.

— Loves touching your sensitive spots on your body just to drive you crazy and crave for more.

— He’s very attentive to your reactions and memorizes what you like and where you want to be touched. That way he can please you good.

— Gets very flustered when you worship him or his body, sexually or not like he stops functioning at that point.

— He ALWAYS talks you through while you fuck him. Telling you how much he craves you and how he wants it fast and rough, etc.

— He loves riding you, it’s his way torturing your cock. He teases his movements just to see you to beg for him to bounce on your cock like there’s no tomorrow.

— He enjoys edging you, it’s another way of him torturing your cock until you plead at him to let you cum.

— Has the most biggest bedroom eyes ever, even if he denies he doesn't have. Whenever you glance at him, you can't even tell if he needs you or not. (no but, srsly tell me I'm lying.)

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Anyways that’s all ˃ᴗ˂ !!

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Omega Gojo

He would smell like sandalwood, earthy and a little bit of musk and he flaunts it proudly. He was never ashamed of his status; he takes joy in the fact that it hurts Alphas to lose a fight to an omega.

He loves his pack scenting them and being around them surprisingly he gets very annoyed when he doesn't see them for long periods of times he gets moody. Especially Yuuji who is his favourite student so it's no surprise a lot of his nest has his clothes in it. It may annoy you but there's nothing you can do about it.

He loves a sweet treat it helps coax him out of his stubborn mindset.

He's quite fluent in a lot of different languages like English, French, and German so when he gets pissed off he starts speaking a different language on purpose so you don't understand him.

He is quite intelligent and powerful so sometimes his ego gets the best of him more often than not. So it's your problem to sort him out. Gojo is a bit of a brat that's natural so overstimulation or edging is the only way to make him go back to his non bratty state. (He loves a spanking too much).

He has the most powerful omega eyes you have ever seen you are so weak to them and he uses it to his advantage. With a little leak of his scent and a whine in his voice he knows you'll give in. And when you don't he bares his omegan fangs which are cute rather than anything.

Hates when you command him because he is independant and obeying commands 'drags him down'. Unless during sex - commands get his eyes all wide and him hard.

He loves cuddles and hugs. He is very clingy especially during heats he needs your body next to him otherwise his eyes well up with tears. He loves you kissing him; it gets him all purring and releasing his happy pheromones.

His heat comes on very strong and lasts for like 5 days in which you have to take care of a very moody and needy omega begging for your knot and i guarantee by the end of it you're your dick will be broken. As soon as the heat is over all his confidence is drained and he's embarrassed. Threatening to hit you as you mimic his moans of "Alpha!" "Knot p-please"

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no thoughts just dilf!reader having his stepson!yuuji in his lap.

yuuji would be so embarrassed, trying to cover his moans as your bulge rocks against his backside. it was just bonding time right? just two bros watching sunday night football, so why was his cock leaking so much. your intoxicated breath fanned against the nape of his neck, pebbling goosebumps along his sweaty skin. he tried not to squirm but you made it so hard with your hand inside his shirt rubbing soothing circles along his stomach.

he didnt realize he was grinding back against your hips till your strong arms wrapped around his midsection, “yer playin’ a dangerous game, yuuji,” your gruff voice growled into his ear, the smell of beer heavy in your breath. “y–youve been teasing me all night,” yuujis meek voice muttered, grabbing your hands and trailing them down to his sensitive bulge, already leaking through his shorts, “take some responsibility.”

“you don’ have to tell me twice.”

[dommalereaderimagines]

[love this idea alot. accidentally deleted the actual ask.]

Miguel was horny as shit off the wake up which was a normality. Though you and him had just fucked yesterday you can't blame his omega for wanting to fuck.

He looked over at his Alpha sleeping as sound as ever not knowing his omega needed him. Miguel battled as to whether to ignore his needs of get himself off and of course he chose the latter.

He crawled under the blankets and planted himself by your crotch. Pulling down his boxers you almost always slept in boxers for easy access. He took you in his mouth and began throating you getting more wet as he went on. He pushed himself taking you down to the base as you filled his mouth up. He swallowed all of your come happily. Even in sleep you were always so responsive as your leg twitched.

Miguel took off his boxers then he lifted himself over your cock and slowly sat down on you whimpering as he did so. He fucked himself using you as a dildo. Whines ripping themselves from his throat. As he continued bouncing he got more frustrated as he couldn't cum.

His annoyed pheromones filled the air the more he went on forcing you to open your eyes. As your body reacted to your omega's pheromones confused. As you cleared your bleary eyes appreciating the beautiful view of Miguel pleasing you the sunrise shining on him.

"What a nice view to wake up to." You said hoarsely making Miguel smile sheepishly at being caught.

"Alpha I couldn't help myself." He said innocently voice breaking as you began thrusting in lightly feeling instantly better than doing it himself.

"Mhm." You hummed grabbing his waist as you fucked him. Miguel came fast as soon as his alpha began helping him. You followed soon after head hitting back into the pillow content. Your omega laid on you hugging up to you.

"Next time just wake me up m'kay." You mumbled as you both slipped back into sleep.

The light shining on you both as your scents joined together.

[dommalereaderimagines]

X-Men '97 Masterlist

Remy LeBeau / Gambit

A few small glimpses into your life with your boyfriend and your affinity to give him gifts

To be continued...