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you like my posts but will you let me suck on your fingers until my eyes cross????

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Crop top that says "i love biting" paired with booty shorts that say "i love biting" paired with a baseball cap that says "i love biting" paired with long socks that each say "i love biting" paired with some flip flops

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uhhh did you guys see those pap shots of Bruce Wayne at that kink club?? its always the super rich guys that are into that shit…

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make a cute boy ride a dildo to prove that he deserves to ride your strap

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reblog if your dms are a safe space for girlcock

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wow what a pretty boy...he would look beautiful writhing in pain and crying in agony

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How the fuck do doms masturbate

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for the kink prompt - 24 + landoscar plsss🥹your writing is gorgeous and making me discover things abt myself <3 ty in advance

landoscar + inexperienced partner (i was struck by a vision of girl!oscar pegging lando for the first time and this is the end result. for the kink prompts and yes i know this is a month late 💕)

When Oscar grabs the harness and lube, setting them on the bed beside them, she thinks Lando might chicken out. Might kick his heel against her thigh and tell her it was all a joke, that he doesn’t actually want her to fuck him, what the fuck’s she on about. 

But Lando stays perfectly still, sprawled out on the sheets, blinking up at her with wide eyes. His cock’s flushed and hard and huge against his belly and it makes her insane seeing it, knowing that he has all that and he’s still asking her to fuck him. 

He’d begged her for it, really, after he’d seen her strap in the draw of her nightstand. He’d had her pressed up against the wall of her bedroom, her nipples brushing against the cool plaster with each thrust of his hips, his fingers rubbing steady circles over her clit.

“Want you to fuck me like this,” Lando whimpered, breath hot against her ear. “Want you to make me come on your cock.”

She’d shuddered and come so hard she couldn’t catch a full breath, her clit twitching against Lando’s fingers, cunt throbbing around Lando’s cock.

“Oh, fuck,” Lando moaned. “Jesus, Osc.” His lips slid against her neck and then he was coming, his hitched whines echoing through the room.

Oscar had thought maybe it was just a fantasy. Dirty talk that he knew would make her come her brains out.

But Lando had brought it up again while they’d been lying in bed one night. His head was resting on her stomach, Oscar scratching her fingers idly over his scalp, his soft curls tickling her palm.

“I want you to,” Lando whispered. “Want you to fuck me.”

Oscar took a shaky breath, fingers tightening in Lando’s curls. A tiny grin appeared on Lando’s face, like he knew exactly how much it affected her, hearing him say it.

“Has anyone done that to you before?” Oscar asked, voice strained.

“No,” Lando whispered. “But I’ve, like—to myself.”

“Jesus,” Oscar murmured, dragging her hand down the plane of Lando’s back, tracing the dip of his spine. “And did you, uh, like it?”

Lando moaned at that, tipping his face against her stomach.

“Fuck, you did, didn’t you?” Oscar breathed. She ran her palm over the firm skin of Lando’s ass, imagining how he’d look underneath her, his muscles trembling as she pushed in.

“Yeah,” Lando whispered. “Liked it so much, Osc.”

Lando had eaten her out after. Let her swing a leg across his face and grind against his mouth. He’d stared up at her with a dazed expression, eyes huge and wet, and Oscar couldn’t stop imagining what he’d look like getting fucked. The same wide-eyed desperation, blinking up at Oscar with something like awe. She’d come with a choked moan, soaking Lando’s chin.

Now, as Oscar slips a second finger into him, she realizes he was telling the truth. He likes it. He likes it so fucking much.

Oscar tells him as much as she slips a second finger inside and Lando nods, whimpers. He lets go of one knee and brings a hand up to his chest, fingers brushing over his nipple.

Lando takes it so easily that she doesn’t bother with a third finger, just pushes off the bed and grabs the harness.

Normally, Oscar hates this part. Hates how stupid she must look tugging at the straps of the harness, hates how the harness sits right below the bit of flesh on her belly, the bright blue dildo jutting out obscenely. The whole thing makes her want to turn off the lights, shove a pillow over her partner’s face, tell them to look the other way.

But Lando’s watching her with hooded eyes, fingers still toying with his nipple, thighs still splayed open. His cock’s leaking against his stomach and he’s letting out these tiny little sounds that she’s not even sure he knows he’s making, eyes fixed on her strap.

Her breath catches at the sight, cunt throbbing. She wraps a shaking hand around the dildo, stroking once, feeling stupid even as she does it.

But Lando moans, thighs sliding farther apart. When his eyes flick up to hers, they’re dark and glassy, the look he normally gets right when he’s about to come. 

Oscar knees her way onto the bed and presses a palm against the back of Lando’s thigh, holding him open. He’s still hard, still looking up at her with a breathless expression, still brushing over his nipple.

She pushes in and it’s so fucking easy, easier than anything. Just a hint of resistance and then Lando’s opening for her, a whimper spilling out of him as she slides in.

“God,” Oscar breathes, staring down at where the strap’s disappearing inside him, at his cock leaking against his stomach. “You like it.”

“Yeah, fuck,” Lando gasps, hand flying down to grip his cock. She thinks he’s going to stroke himself, but he just grips the tip of his cock hard, the way he does whenever he’s trying to stop himself from coming too soon.

“Oh my god,” Oscar pants and she feels wetness slipping down her thigh, soaking the straps of the harness. “That’s so—” She trails off and starts fucking him in earnest, reveling in the little uh, uh, uh’s she pushes out of him with each pass of her hips. 

He’s still gripping his cock tightly in his fist, eyes squeezed shut, eyebrows knit together, his whole body clenched tight.

He lets out an awful little whimper and she needs to hear him say it, suddenly, needs to know he likes it, needs to know this isn't a joke.

“Lando,” Oscar says, fingers digging into the back of his thigh. “Lando, look at me, please.”

Lando opens his eyes the tiniest bit and he’s squinting up at her, like he can’t look at her full on or he’ll come.

“Tell me you like it,” Oscar begs. “Please, I need to—tell me you like it.”

Lando’s head tips to the side, pink mouth dropping open, panting against the pillow. He tries to say something, something that sounds like I and like, but the sentence fractures into a moan, his cock jerking in his fist.

And then he's coming, spilling all over his stomach in slow, messy pulses, come leaking between his fingers. He's whining, high and frantic, hips rocking back against her even as he comes.

“That’s it,” Oscar moans, watching him shudder underneath her, his face scrunching up, his toes curling, high, hitched whimpers spilling out of him.

It’s one of the things she loves most about him, how he always seems to lose himself completely when he comes, stops caring about whether he looks good. Like he knows the part she likes most is seeing him surrender himself to it.

She pulls out the moment he’s done coming, afraid of pushing him too far, and starts to slide off the bed, planning to grab a washcloth.

But before she can, hands find her hips and she’s being flipped onto her back, Lando sliding down between her legs.

“Lando,” Oscar gasps, fingers flying to his hair. “You don’t—”

Lando looks up at her, his face flushed, curls sticking to his forehead. “I like it,” Lando whispers. He gives her a tiny grin before he leans forward, dragging his tongue over the wetness on her thighs, sliding his lips over the straps of her harness.

“Yeah,” Oscar breathes, tugging him tighter against her. “You like it so fucking much, fuck.”

Lando doesn’t say anything to that, just whimpers and wraps his lips around her clit, blinking up at her with a dazed expression.

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Yandere Online Friend Headcannons (NSFW)

Y! Online Friend who's always updated on your posts! Isn't he so sweet to like your pictures even when it's from years ago? ^^

Y! Online Friend who's always available for late-night chats with you! Sure, they have work and assignments the next day but his beloved is more important than that! Don't mind the occasional groan he lets out whenever you guys call each other<3

Y! Online Friend who's that one friend that will flirt with you every chance he gets. He would say the most down bad, diabolical, horny, unacceptable, horrendous, and disturbing flirtatious comments towards you and quickly brushes them off as jokes to avoid making things awkward^^

Y! Online Friend who has an impressive memory when it comes to remembering details about your life! He'd even bring up some shows you've been interested in just so you could rant them about this and that<3 He loves to jerk off to your voice

Y! Online Friend who's always there to offer his support and encouragement whenever you're feeling down or stressed! <3 he would stay up late to chat with you and send some funny cat memes or videos to cheer you up!

Y! Online Friend who gets jealous when you talk to other people in groupchats. W̶h̶y̶ d̶o̶n̶'̶t̶ y̶o̶u̶ p̶a̶y̶ a̶t̶t̶e̶n̶t̶i̶o̶n̶ t̶o̶ h̶i̶m̶ i̶n̶s̶t̶e̶a̶d̶ o̶f̶ t̶h̶o̶s̶e̶ l̶e̶e̶c̶h̶e̶s̶?̶

Y! Online Friend who wishes he could spend time with you in person! Don't get him wrong- he enjoys your online interactions but he wants to see your beautiful face and hear your angelic voice in person too!

Y! Online Friend who writes unsent messages or love letters to you! <3 He pours out his feelings and desires onto every word and yet it remains hidden and forgotten:(

Y! Online Friend who overanalyze every messages you send him<3 He searches for hidden meanings and signs that you might feel the same way about him! He'd dissect your words, emojis and kamojis, hoping to find evidence that his feelings have a chance of being reciprocated<3 He's the type to watch those type of videos on tiktok that goes "5 signs your crush likes you back"

"And so obviously I was mad at her because of- Are you even listening Rein?"

Your eyebrows raised at him. You were in a call with your online friend Rein and telling him about this girl you hate, however your dearest friend had been awfully quiet... Aside from the occasional groans though! But you just took it as him agreeing

Suddenly, you heard some shuffling and finally his voice can be heard

"Wh- what?? Oh yeah..!! I was just uh- Doing something..." He let out a nervous cough before continuing "Please do continue" His voice was hoarse and you could hear his fast paced breath

You were a bit suspicious but still continued to the story, oblivious to the fact that the other was slowly slipping his hand back into his boxer<3

To him your voice was angelic. A symphony where he can find comfort, warmth and satisfaction.

In fact he hated talking to others until you came. Oh how he loved how you vent to him about your problems<3 he loves your voice so much that it got him to the situation he's currently in right now.

Small groans and whimpers can be heard from the room. His palm teasing the evident bulge from his boxers as you continued your rant.

His mind was going wild as of the moment—he was humiliated at himself for getting off from your voice that wasn't even hinting anything particularly sexual.

Still, He can't help but entertain his fantasy about you finding out how perverted he actually is and degrading him for it—fuck, he can't take it anymore.

He's getting really impatient...be careful<3 ^^

It's been so long since I posted anything but uhh... :3

I tried to make a full blown scene of him getting at it but I couldn't do it🤡

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for the kink prompts... (all of them have been devastatingly hot so far and i am Foaming at the mouth hnggg) something with sounding if you can please?? i'm so obsessed w it rn

sounding for landoscar!! you have no idea how long i had to spend on the sounding subreddit to write this (for the kink prompt asks)

“Is that alright?” Lando asks.

Oscar doesn’t say anything, just watches open-mouthed as Lando slides the slim metal rod into the tip of Oscar’s dick. The rod’s tiny, only three millimeters, the smallest size the shop had, but Oscar gasps when the rod slips deeper, dick throbbing, flushed and angry.

“Osc, you’re good, yeah?” Lando repeats. Oscar can hear the strain in his voice.

“Yeah,” Oscar whispers. He’s trembling from the effort of holding still, of letting Lando set the pace. Oscar wants to beg already, wants to beg for Lando to push it deeper, harder, faster. To fuck his—to fuck his cock.

Jesus, it feels fucking insane when he thinks about it like that. But that’s what’s happening. Lando’s fucking Oscar’s cock, filling him, stuffing him full, so fucking full he feels like he can’t take it. The first person to have him like this. Just like Lando was the first person to have his mouth, his arse. Lando’s done it all, now. Fucked Oscar every single way a person can be fucked.

Oscar lets out a breathless whimper at the thought, fingers tightening on the sheets, thighs sliding apart.

“Please,” Oscar gasps. “Fuck me—I—fuck my cock, please.”

Lando’s mouth drops open, face flushing, but he slips the rod a little deeper.

“Jesus, Osc,” Lando breathes, eyes fixed on Oscar’s swollen cock. “The way you take it.”

Oscar’s hips hitch up involuntarily and the rod slips even deeper. There’s still a quarter of it left and Oscar doesn’t think he can take it, it won’t fit, he’s too full, he’ll burst—

“That’s it,” Lando murmurs. “That’s it, baby, good boy.”

Oscar moans and forces himself to stay still, trembling, shaking, whole body a mess of sensations. The crazed feeling of watching his body take something it shouldn’t. Of watching Lando make him take it.

Lando lets go of the sound and it stays still for a moment, half-in and half-out of Oscar’s cock. And then it just fucking slides, all the way in, his cock swallowing the sound to the hilt, the base resting right flush with the bright red tip of Oscar’s cock. Oscar feels—he’s so fucking—

“Full,” Oscar whimpers, staring at the sight of his cock stuffed and plugged, full to the brim.

Lando traces a finger over the underside of Oscar’s cock, right over where the sound is pressing through Oscar’s skin and it feels like coming but not, oversensitive and insane and awful, like coming without release, like Oscar’s a balloon that won’t pop.

Oscar can hear himself crying out, begging, babbling about how it’s too much, he’s too full, he can’t, Lando, please, he can’t.

“Yeah,” Lando breathes, pupils blown wide as he keeps dragging his finger over Oscar’s dick, watching as Oscar’s dick twitches and throbs and swells, pulsing desperately with nothing spilling out.

“I can’t,” Oscar sobs. “Lando, please, I can’t—”

“Shh,” Lando murmurs. “You’re okay, Osc, you’re okay.”

Oscar shakes his head, frantic, hips fucking up, cock bobbing, Lando’s finger still stroking over Oscar’s dick, tracing the long line of the sound.

“Just a little longer,” Lando says, voice low, raspy. “Just keep it in for me, yeah? Love seeing you all full like this.”

“Lando,” Oscar moans, squirming against the sheets. He’s desperate to come, desperate to stay fucked full, desperate to have Lando keep touching him like this, gentle and awful.

Lando stops stroking Oscar’s dick and pinches the base of the sound between his fingers.

Oscar thinks Lando might finally pull it out and Oscar sobs, imagining the rush of come, the relief. But Lando starts fucking the sound in and out of Oscar’s cock, moaning at the sight of Oscar’s cock swallowing it hungrily every time Lando pushes down.

“Oh,” Oscar gasps, staring at his cock with wide eyes, stunned at the sight of how much he can take, how much his body will take for Lando. “Oh, Lando, oh—”

“Look at you,” Lando murmurs, and he tips forward to mouth at the flushed head of Oscar’s dick, right where the base of the sound meets his skin.

It’s too much, too good, too terrible, the wet, sucking drag of Lando’s mouth. Oscar’s cock feels feverish against Lando’s tongue, hot and swollen. Oscar thinks about shoving Lando’s mouth away, begging him to stop.

Instead, Oscar says, “Fingers—can you—in my—”

And Lando doesn’t have to ask what Oscar means, just moans against Oscar’s cock and slips two fingers inside Oscar, smooth and easy.

Oscar feels full, so full, full of Lando, fuller than anything.

Lando pulls off Oscar's cock to say, “Suck your fingers,” and Oscar does, sobs as he slides his fingers into his mouth, hollows his cheeks and sucks.

He’s completely full. Every single bit of him plugged and stuffed.

“Fuck,” Lando moans, eyes dragging over Oscar. “Jesus, Osc.”

Oscar whimpers, slick sounds as he swallows around his fingers, as Lando pushes his fingers deeper inside Oscar.

“Wish I could keep you like this forever,” Lando groans. “So fucking full for me, yeah?”

Oscar nods, frantic, sucking his fingers, fucking back against Lando’s hand, cock thick and swollen, bouncing with the plug. He doesn’t want to ever be empty again, wants to be just like this, always. Full, so fucking full. For Lando.

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I guard my collection like a pit full of snakes.

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Venom x Eddie :} 🦷

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Him: "Please let me cum!"

Her: *watches his dick quiver in her hands and ties a ribbon on the base* "Be a good boy and let mommy play"

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Sometimes I want to think of something interestingly horny to post on here but yall I'm gonna be honest, when I'm horny my brain is 99% empty and whatever is left is just "yes mommy, please mommy, thank you mommy" on repeat over and over. It's hard being think horny.

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how am I supposed to tell a guy im into him grinding against my thigh while I call him a goodboy 🤦🏼

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Academic support sub that just lay down his head on dom's lap letting her study. That waits patiently for mommy to finish her study session so he can be edged during study breaks. That bring snacks, books and tea so he can recieve praises while he admires his mistress studying. A pretty boy that knows that if he waits a little longer, will get totally railed once mommy's finals come to an end.

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I have been provided wine. my night is improving.

"There you go, sweetheart. You look like you were made to choke on my dick," the Cat King purred, one hand tangled in Monty's soft hair and the other tucked under his wet chin.

Monty made a noise that sounded like it might have been a complaint if it wasn't muffled by the spit slick cock in his mouth.

The Cat King grinned Cheshire like, tilting his hips forward and enjoying the feeling of Monty's throat spasming around his cock head. Another glob of spit oozed from Monty's shiny red lips to dribble down his chin while his throat spasmed.