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ssailormoonn · 1 month

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❛ GENTLE ❜

HImejima Gyomei x Fem!Wife!Reader

WC; 1.3k+ | !MDNI! | TW/CW :: x fem reader, fem pronouns, fem bodied reader, oral -> female receiving, male giving, fingering, praise, slight overstimulation? implied size kink, reader is smaller than Gyomei + probably more

⋆·˚ ༘ * 𝑅𝐸𝒬𝒰𝐸𝒮𝒯 :: (filled request) could you write a Gyomei Himejima x reader smut. Because I think her would be SO gentle if her ate them out. And would constantly check in on her and maybe at the some after care. - ANON

A/NOTE :: This has been re uploaded bc it wasn't showing up in tags :(

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You were sprawled out beneath Gyomei, your legs over his beefy shoulders and your head thrown back against the plushy pillow beneath your head. There was also a smaller pillow propped underneath your hips, Gyomei said that it would make it more comfy for you and it did. He always worried about your pleasure and comfort.

"G-Gyo," you whimper out as his nose bumps against your clit.

"Are you okay?" he asks, worried about how much your voice was whimpering at the small amount of contact with your most sensitive area.

You squirm under the hold Gyomei's hand on your thighs, back subtly arching into his face, wanting to indulge further in his touch.

"Yeah," you say breathlessly.

"You'll be alright, my love," Gyomei reassures, placing soft and fluttery kisses on your stomach.

You shiver underneath the simple gestures, awaiting when he puts his tongue and fingers to use.

"'M know, Gyo," you replied, your fingers interlacing with his short black strands. "You're jus' so big."

Gyomei lifts his head towards yours, wondering what you meant as his intent was to pleasure you on his tongue. However, he quickly realises that you were referring to how thick only one of his fingers was, and he would usually use two. A frown crosses onto his face, worried that through out all the times you tow have been intimate with each other, he had been causing you pain.

"Have I been causing you pain, my love?" he asked worriedly.

"Wha-! No, Gyo," you replied. "It's just' you're so much sometimes, takes me so long to get used to and I finish so quick."

You finish so quickly because of the sheer size of him.

Gyomei descends once more to your most sensitive area, your soaked cunt. "You need to tell me if I hurt you."

"You never hurt me, Gyo," you said while a shaky breath leaves your mouth.

A whimper leaves your mouth when he places a kiss on your clit and your thighs clench around his head. You attempt to arch away from the overwhelming sensation but Gyomei's grip keeps you in place.

"G-Gyo," you moan out.

"I know, love," Gyomei reassures. "It's okay, I'm here, tell me if it's too much."

God, he was so gentle with you that it felt like you would break beneath his touch. His grasp on your thighs somewhat relaxed, giving you a tangible reassurance that you could pull away if necessary. However, he cherished it because you were so little in comparison to him and beneath him that he was afraid to shatter you.

Once more, Gyomei's nose brushes up against your delicate clit, and your grip on his hair tightened. A satisfied sigh seeps through him into your folds as a mewl from your full lips.

"Are you okay?" he asks before licking a long stripe up your folds and you moan, your back arching and your cunt pressing further into his face which he relished in.

You whimpered before answering, trying to gather your scattered thoughts, "Yeah, 'm am, Gyo."

He loves you so intensely it hurts, and your response makes his heart sing. His tongue climbs up from your wet hole to your clit while you let out a moan. Your thighs tighten around his head as a result of his constriction, and as you grind down on his face, a moan echoes through your clit. Your lips were filled with chants of his name, and he relished every moment of it.

"Gyo, f-feels s' good," you moan, tears welling in your lash line, he was making you feel so good.

"You're okay?" Gyomei asks.

When you feel a thick finger push past your closing walls, you furiously nod your head, your eyes expand, and you cry with delight. It felt so fantastic that you never want it to finish, even though you thought you would break because he was so huge.

His finger pressed up against that soft spot inside your walls. Gyomei was slow with his pace as he curled his fingers every time he entered your cunt, along with sucking and licking at your puffy, sensitive clit.

"You're being so good, you're doing so well," Gyomei moans against you, refusing to rut his hips into the mattress, this was your pleasure, not his own.

A moan arouses from you and your hips grind themselves onto his face. He let you for once have some sort of control over the situation, and he decided that if you came quicker he'll let you do it more often. "That's it," he praised.

His motions become more rapid and needy as you cry his name through broken letters, and the one hold he held on your leg tightens. Your stomach coil tightened, and your fingers wrapped around his locks to stop him from moving and make him sigh deeper into your folds.

The only thing the groans did was push you over the edge, and when he placed his tongue firmly against your clit, a quiet scream from your lips. Your stomach coil unwound, soaking his face completely.

He slowly removed his fingers from your drenched pussy, your cum spilling out from your puffy folds. Before rising his head, he places a kiss on your clit and your mewl softly in overstimulation.

"Are you alright, love?" he asks worried, kissing away the pleasure-caused tears streaming down your cheeks and the side of your face.

You hmm in peaceful contentment as he peppers gentle and soothing kisses to your face. "I am, dear," you reply.

"You did so well, you took me so well," Gyomei praises.

A mumbled thank you leaves your lips before you wrap your arms around Gyomei. "I'm s' tired," you slur out.

"I'll clean you up, don't worry," Gyomei says. "I'll wash you up."

Your eyes widen, "But what about you?"

"Giving you pleasure makes me feel more pleasured than anything," he reassures before adding, "Let's go clean up." And he picks you up to take you to the bath.

The warm steam rises from the bathwater as you and Gyomei settle into the large, wooden tub, its surface rippling gently with the movement of your bodies. The fragrant scent of lavender and eucalyptus fills the air.

Gyomei helps you ease into the bath, his strong hands guiding you gently. The water is pleasantly hot, enveloping you in a soothing embrace. As you both get comfortable, Gyomei sits behind you, his broad back against the tub’s edge, creating a space for you to lean back against him.

So warm.

He takes a soft washcloth and dips it into the warm water, wringing it out before gently placing it on your shoulders. His touch is careful, his movements deliberate as he begins to wash away any pain or soreness that you have gotten.

"You did so good for me," he murmurs, his voice a calming rumble against your ear. "I’m proud of you, you're so good."

You close your eyes, savouring the tenderness of his touch and the warmth of the water. Gyomei's hands move with care, his touch so gentle with your body, ensuring you feel safe and loved by him.

As he washes your back, he occasionally leans forward to press soft kisses to your neck and shoulders, each one causing butterflies to rise in your stomach. You can feel his breath on your skin, adding an extra layer of warmth.

After you’ve been thoroughly pampered, Gyomei carefully helps you rinse off, his hands guiding the water over your body with a steady, reassuring touch. He then takes a moment to gently brush your hair, running his fingers through it.

Once the washing is done, he wraps you in a large, fluffy towel, his movements slow as he dries you off with care. His touch is gentle, making sure every inch of your skin is dried and warm. His steady heartbeat and the warmth of his body against yours create a sense of profound peace, and you feel a deep connection with him.

"You’re my everything," he whispers, his voice filled to the brim with love. "I want to take care of you always."

You smile, resting your head on his chest, and let the soothing warmth body against you lull you to sleep in his hold, because you know that if you fall asleep, he will be there to dress you and take to to bed. And you will be safe in his arms.

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trafalgarya · 1 year

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Momo Yaoyorozu x Sub Male Reader — NSFW Headcanons

just momo yaoyorozu nsfw headcanons because i'd be such a slut for her. and also i'm a boy, so yeah, ✨ male reader ✨

aged-up momo

TW : mommy kink, penetration, strap-on, oral (giving and receiving), soft dom!momo yaoyorozu, sub!male reader, praising kink, sex-toys, teasing, orgasm control, begging, nipple sucking, masturbation, use of "slut", a bit of ooc ig, analingus (receiving, mention of giving too)

Momo doesn't mind being in a relationship with a submissive male. She really accepts her S/O for who he is, and his preference for being the dom or the dommed isn't an exception.

Something about Momo screams mommy kink, and no one can tell me otherwise. There's something so powerful yet delicate and soft about her, it's truly fascinating.

She'd please the shit out of you in bed. As she's riding your cock in cowgirl position, she'll wrap her arms around your neck, kissing you softly, and praising you for doing so good.

Sex with her is usually slow and sensual, she wants to enjoy every second of it.

I feel like she'd wear lingerie during sex. She'd also grab your wrists and place your hands on her boobs, moaning softly while she guides your movements.

Call her Mistress and she'd be heads over heels for you. Calling her that makes her feels so powerful and assertive. That turns her on and reminds her of how much she's in control of you. You're entirely hers, and that thought alone makes her happy.

I feel like she'd use sex toys that she made herself with her quick. Putting a gag in your mouth as she's behind you, fondling your nipples with the tip of her long nails, making you shiver, while she's gently stroking the tip of your cock. She'd kiss your neck softly and smirk whenever you moan at these stimulations. She'd also praise you, of course.

"That's good, baby, being so good for your Mistress~", she'd whisper in your ear with a gentle voice.

I feel like she adores your body. Not surprising, though, with her hands always caressing your torso.

I see her as an oral lover too. You, being on your knees, and Momo grabbing your hair firmly as she's forcing you to lick her pussy and sucking her clit, legs opened. She'd ride your face, too. And, if you're fine with it, she'll also try the same but with her asshole. And if you obediently swallow the cum that's leaking from her private part, she'll rewarn you by pushing you on the bed and sucking your dick so well, turning her tongue on the tip and deep-throating you, digging her cheeks and doing some noise to give you an even better experience. You're not allowed to touch her, though.

She is into orgasm control. Whenever she feels you're close, she'll stop everything, and you'll have to beg your Mistress for her to continue.

"Hm~ ? You want me to continue ? Then, why won't you beg for it, hm ? Come on, use your words, pretty boy."

She'll tease the shit out of you too. Your hands tied behind your back with soft rope, she'll place herself in front of you, open her legs, and start to sensually sucking a dildo and then putting it inside her. She won't stop until you're begging for her to touch you. Show her how much you crave her touch, and only here, she'll help you with that erection of yours.

She also loves to get her nipples sucked. While she's softly masturbating you, she'll place her hand behind your head, guiding it right through her nipples. They're sensitive, though, so that's where she'll moan the most when stimulated. If you're trying to provoke her on purpose by nibbling it, she'll put you in your place.

Her punishment are often tough and harsh. If she's punishing you, it's for a good reason. Thrusting her fat and big strap into you, firmly holding your hips, she'll free one hand to put her fingers in your mouth.

"Shut up and behave, slut. You want me to punish you some more, hm ? You know i wouldn't like that."

I feel like she'd also ruin your orgasm in punition. She'll put you in a chastity cage, that she'll tighten at the maximum, and slamming her hips onto yours, not finishing until she's satisfied. You could be screaming, crying or drooling that she won't stop.

If she's not using a strapon, she'd finger you hard. Placing her entire hand in your asshole and go back and forth in it, she'll be harsh.

I also feel like she'd ask you to place yourself in doggy-style position, placing herself behind you, and she'll start to lick your ass, milking you by the way. I don't know why. She just... loves that.

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sashi-ya · 1 year

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𝐊𝐈𝐍𝐊𝐓𝐎𝐁𝐄𝐑 𝟐𝟑 DAY 3: GLORY HOLE Nico Robin x M! Reader

Requested by: anon ➡ Nico Robin and Day 3? With her devil fruit the possibilities are endless male reader. tw: mdni. glory hole. oral sex. cumming in her face. 𝐦𝐚𝐬𝐭𝐞𝐫𝐥𝐢𝐬𝐭

She was tired. Tired of men, tired of people telling her she couldn’t do it. Tired of those names where she got called a “demon woman” just because being intelligent, rich, on top of the world. The many commentaries of how she got so high in a men’s world, would only infuriate her.

Nico Robin, the richest and most influential CEO of the biggest company in her city, acted as if she didn’t care. With long black hair and intense turquoise eyes that could pierce anyone’s soul, she would look at them with a smile of total calm and walk away.

However, sometimes when her feet hurt from walking on high heels all day, and her head gets too dark to even go to sleep… she has something special to ease the stress…

Bold lipstick in bloody red, makes her lips juicy. A tight black leather dress with matching thigh high boots, makes her body look irresistible. A long black coat that hides her inside, and a white wig has now covered her jet-black hair. It flows with the wind while she walks undercovered to somewhere where nobody knows her.

A tiny little window opens after she knocked on a total black metallic door on a random alley of her city.

“Miss All Sunday” she murmurs in between loud music coming from inside.

“Come in” a voice, calm and low answers back followed by the unlocking sound of such suspicious door.

As she walks in and the heavy atmosphere fills her lungs, the lights bathes her white wig with dancing colours and the scent of sex reaches her nose.

She walks straight to the bartender. “Welcome to Barroque works Miss All Sunday!” a men with funny make up salutes her, with a smile on his face and weird motions as he speaks.

“A Leland Palmer, please” Robin requests, without mediating much. She is there for different purposes, not to drink.

“Right away, honey!”

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You are still unsure about this. Walking inside an unknown sex club, whose legal aspect seems to be lacking or non-existent, makes you wonder if you will keep all your organs when leaving.

Your boss insisted; you are there on a mission. “Find Crocodile, we need to create commercial relationships with him” she ordered you. You are not sure whether you are obeying her because of your salary or because of pure desire.

As you walk inside, and people around you dance in suggestive, almost demonic ways, you think is proper to start with a drink. After all, you aren’t used to see such public depictions of lust and carnality.

Without paying much attention to your side, you sit and wait for the fancy okama bartender to serve you.

But as if a million hands were crawling around your body, you feel the soft touch of a woman on your shoulder.

“Are you here alone?” she asks, with lapis lazuli eyes taking over your whole world. It reminds you of someone, but a heat rising inside you blurs your judgment almost immediately.

“I- ye-s” you stutter, and your cheeks turn to fire… when did you ever stutter in front of a woman? But she was beyond beautiful, she was deadly.

The deadly demon whose femineity seemed poisonous, stands up passing her hand from your shoulder to the other as she begins walking away. In an instant, she disappears behind a red velvet padded door, leaving you breathless.

“You should visit that place!” the bartender chimes, giving you a soft slap on your right cheek.

“What’s inside? I came here to find Mr. Crocodile” you stupidly comment, as if that man would give you any more information about his boss.

“Go ahead, Mr. Croco won’t be here until four am…”

You nod, standing up, walking towards the door as if you were being attracted like a moth to a light. Losing again your head to a woman… or maybe a goddess this time.

As you shily walk in, the heavy red door closes behind you. A long hall receives you, low crimson lights like a blood bath covers your façade and the sound of moaning reaches your ears.

A sudden calling, like the voice of sin, reverberates in your head. “Come here, I’m free”

You follow it into what looks like an empty room; that’s the same voice of that woman at the bar.

The chamber seems indeed empty, but there is a different type of material wall dividing it in half. In that wall, there is a single hole, small enough for a hand or two to pass.

Soon you pick up what this is; the so called “Glory Hole”. Is that women on the other side? If so, will she give you pleasure, then?

“Would you like to be pleased?” she purrs from behind the wall.

You smirk. Of course, you do. Desperately.

“Sure” you murmur, already releasing yourself from the belt torture around your hips.

The trousers are off. And immediately after you walk towards that hollow, your hardness throbs in between your legs. It is so arousing to be invited to sin, to disrespect by pure willingness of such beautiful woman.

“Dripping already? Let me see… come closer” she moans, passing her hand with dark cherry red long nails to reach for your length.

Straight away after she touches your tip, you shudder. Her hands are soft like flowers, and every time she places one on you it feels like it multiplies but thousands.

It doesn’t take much for your hands to be plastered on the wall, as she expertly pulls you to hell with her fingers around your shaft. She strokes, she taps the tip playing with strings of precum forming there. And the more she pumps, the more your legs start to quiver.

“Let me taste you ~” she purrs, pulling you even closer. So close your forehead hits the wall as she begins to lick the drops of salty desire sprouting from you.

You are absolutely speechless, only grunts come out of your mouth and your hips repeatedly hit the wall around. You are dying to pull from her hair, as her soft lips allow your dick to go into her wet mouth.

She goes deep; your gland hits the back of her throat. Some little gagging sounds reach your ears, and you clench your hands into fists that softly hit the wall.

It’s warm; it’s tight. She swallows when you bury deeply into her mouth, her tongue also moves along with her hands that keep pumping at your very base. Your climax is close.

So, so close that at any minute you will explode. And she knows it, perfectly fine.

“Will you take my load?” you ask, in between panting and trying to delay your orgasm as much as possible.

“That’s up to you, dear. Where you wanna end it? On my mouth? On my face? On my breasts?”

“Ngh… such a whore you are… show me your face come on…” you growl, pulling slowly back to devise through that hole features you surely recognize for a second. But your release, and the spasms of pleasure that blur your mind take over…

“Good morning, Miss Nico. I wasn’t able to meet Crocodile yesterday” you apologize to your deadly boss.

She turns around. She had been looking through the big windows of her office.

“It’s ok, (Name). You should go back tonight to that bar” she says, playing with her soft hands. As soft as flowers, with cherry red nail polish on them ~

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animeismyhappyplace · 1 year

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The Corruption of Raphael Begins Here

Raphael x female MC smut

MC and Raphael are hidden in his bedroom as she starts to corrupt him with her heavenly mouth and tongue. They can only hope no one finds them alone in such a naughty position.

Word Count: 1,115

TW: Male receiving oral, very light bondage, a few uses of pet names, descriptive and messy blow job, Angel corruption, a hint of almost being caught

The thoughts of corrupting an Angel are intoxicating, the thoughts of corrupting an Angel as stoic and unmovable as Raphael fills her naughty human heart with absolute joy and lust. Lust so powerful she could give Amso a run for his money.

She could never have imagined in her wildest dreams that she'd find herself in Purgatory Hall settled between the frosty Angel's thighs as they shake and stutter at her movements, she has his wrists twisted behind his back wrapped with golden silk which only adds to the poor Angel's torture.

She has his white pants pushed off his thighs to give her better access as she grasps the base of Raphael's thick cock, giving the flushed head soft kitten licks. His gentle keening whines fill her ears as he wriggles in his restraints which makes the devious human grin in satisfaction "S- Stop teasing me you utterly unruly human" His disgruntled comment makes a giggle course through her throat as she smoothes a hand along his thigh "Calm Raph, we will get to the good part soon enough" Her devious smile reminds him far too much of a demon as he fears how much sway she holds over him, that her sweetened words could bring him to her mercy so quickly.

To save her poor lover more torment she decides to finally flatten her tongue against the underside of his long shaft, taking her time to lather her spit against every ridge and vein so she can memorise which of her actions draw the most sounds from his usually quiet disposition. Raphael can't help but tip his head back against his plush pillows as she starts to please him, she uses her small hands to grip and push his thighs to open him up to her greedy eyes as she drinks in his form "You're so fucking pretty Raph~" She can't help but utter in awe as he whines trying to shimmy his hips towards her the best he can with the loss of his hands.

Raphael shakes his head slightly as a blush shoots across his face, at this point she decides she's had enough of her own teasing licking her tongue back up his throbbing shaft as she takes the head of his cock into her mouth sucking up his pre cum greedily as she licks across his slit in soft but fast movements. She licks her tongue down his length to his swollen balls giving them a gently lick before taking them into her mouth and suckling on them as carefully as she can shooting pleasure up the Angel's spine. She toys for a moment with the idea of sliding her tongue down further to his puckered hole before deciding he might not be ready for that just yet as she moves back to his weeping head.

He's never felt sensations like this before and it makes him realise in that moment why humans sin so often, of course they do if it feels as godly as this and he can't help the whines and grunts that tumble out of his mouth while she gives his abused head one last long suck before she releases his cock head with a pop. She licks her lips at his taste moaning softly "I never knew Angels tasted soo sweet, I'd have devoured you weeks ago if I had known" MC can't help her teasing tone when he's being so responsive in this moment, more responsive than she's ever seen him and it makes her prideful heart clench at the slight alone.

Before Raphael can catch his breath his lover resumes her ministrations, she sucks his cock head back into her mouth but this time she starts to bob her head up and down warming up her throat as she takes him further and further down licking his length where she can. Raphael's thighs start to tremble against MC's head as the sensations become too much, he can't hold back his moans any longer as they bouch off his bedroom walls fuelling her need to take him to release.

She wants to feel his cum run down her throat the thought alone is enough to coat her inner thighs in sticky slick, her jaw is starting to ache now with the stretch of his deliciously thick cock but she pushes that aside as she moves her head faster licking over the prominent vein on the underside of his cock.

MC can feel Raphael's cock throbbing faster as his moans and cries reach their peak when suddenly the pair hear a door fling open and shock shoots down MC's spine 'they weren't meant to be home yet' she thinks as she hears Simeon and Solomon talking about the demon brothers latest escapades.

Fear fills the Angels eyes as they dart from his door to his lovers eyes below him while his chest heaves with his sporadic breaths, she pulls her throat away from his cock "You'll just have to be quiet now my love" She smirks at him before returning to his cock, pushing his cock down the length of her warm and wet throat resuming her rough fast pace as Raphael bites his lip hard and throws his head back into the depths of his pillows trying his best to keep in his keening whines.

His wrists shake against his binds as he feels his end nearing, blood being drawn from his soft lips as he bites them furiously. The sounds of his housemates filling his body with fear and excitement as he can't help but buck his hips up into her mouth, pushing his length to the back of her throat as she gags around him. The feeling of her throat constricting so heavenly around him is the straw that broke him as he cums hard, his thighs shaking wildly as his hot and thick cum steaks down her waiting throat while she happily drinks it down licking up the last of his seed from the head of his cock as she pulls back.

She makes a show of cleaning him up as he shudders from the slight overstimulation "Let's join our friends shall we?" She unbinds his hands and helps his redress as fast as possible turning back to him before they leave his room "We'll finish this later" One last peck on the lips and a wink is all Raphael gets as she saunters out of his door to greet his friends with a smile stretched across her face, 'that human will be the end of me' he thinks with a smile as he catches a glimpse of her ass cheeks shaking beneath the edge of her RAD uniform skirt.

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vinetae · 2 years

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BTS Kim Taehyung Fics Recs List

!Credits to all owners!

Date: October 26th, 2022

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⊙ | 𝕷𝖚𝖝𝖚𝖗𝖎𝖆 : 𝕋𝕙𝕖 𝕋𝕖𝕞𝕡𝕥𝕒𝕥𝕚𝕠𝕟 | ⊙ - KTH ~ Lust is an inordinate craving for the pleasures of the body. ~

α pairing: Kim Taehyung x Reader

α word count: 7.1k

α summary: A loveless marriage drives you to a dark part of your city in search of the things that once made you happy. Instead, you find a man who awakens carnal desires deep inside you that you never knew existed. An impulsive decision and a loss of control make for the best paintings but driven past the point of no return- tell me, is it worth falling for?

α tags/TW: 18+, smut, bts smut, taehyung x reader, reader insert, artist Taehyung, strangers, knife play, blood play, rough sex, master x servant relationship, dom x sub relationship, dominant male, dirty talk, unprotected sex, affair, alcohol consumption, sex under the influence, daemon au

α part: 1 of 7 of our Seven Deadly Sins Milestone Challenge.

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all the kinks #7 - quickie (Taehyung x Reader)

Pairing: Kim Taehyung x Reader

Rating: NSFW

Word Count: 759

Warnings: Premature ejaculation? I dunno, I don't want to throw him under the bus like that.

Listening to: Singularity by BTS

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divine seduction | kth. (m) - KTH

➵ summary: you despise your quarterly meetings with the demon king, kim taehyung, for many reasons. one; being that he’s maddeningly charming, two; he tests the limits of your relationship every visit, and three; he’s gotten under your skin so bad, you’re ready to show him that two can play his game.

➵ pairing: demon king!taehyung x angel queen!reader

➵ genre: angels/demons, royalty, enemies to lovers!au, fantasy!au, smut, pwp, light angst, fluff

➵ rating: 18+

➵ word count: 11k

➵ warnings: fantasy depictions of angels and demons, explicit sexual content, hard but sweet dom!taehyung, switch/sub!reader, huge dicc!tae, dirty talk, biting, blood play (he’s a demon with it), bondage, handjobbing, size kink, pain kink, punishment, degradation/humiliation, nipple/breast play, possessiveness, choking, marking, so much licking (taehyung loves tasting his angel), begging, crying, orgasm denial/control, spitting, oral (f. receiving), cum eating, fingering, anal play, sex toy, double penetration, throne sex, reverse cowgirl, hitting it from the back, hair pulling, finger-sucking, deepthroating, forced orgasms, multiple orgasms, creampie <3

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almost sweet (kth) - M

pairing: Taehyung x Female Reader

genre(s): pwp, smut, some fluff

au: slice of life, bdsm, established relationship

word count: 5k

summary: life has felt like too much lately. your boyfriend agrees to give you a night of pleasure with a touch of pain.

trigger/smut warnings: dom!tae, tae has a big dick, degradation (uses of 'whore' and 'slut'), mocking, ass slapping, pussy slapping, creampie, oral (m), rough throat fuck, rough fingering, squirting, silk ties and a ball gag are used, he makes her clean up after herself, rough sex, hair pulling, lots of spit, unprotected sex (wrap it up please!! and be careful!!), tears, hints that he's broken skin, praise, aftercare, strawberries, both of them are deeply in love with each other, and everything is consensual

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Sex Operator. - KTH

Summary: Taehyung is a phone sex operator and you unknowingly meet the day after he helps you with a problem.

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sweet night | kth

Pairing: Taehyung x reader (dance instructors!au, enemies to lovers)

Genre: fluff, romance

Summary: You finally address the incessant teasing of your fellow dance instructor Kim Taehyung.

Wordcount: 3.1k

Warnings: mentions of self-doubt, she calls him a bully but he's not, suggestive but not really?

A/N: thank you @notyouroppar betaing my fic and letting me live to see another day <3 I don't know why Taehyung is such a difficult one for me but this one did actually come quite naturally to me! This is a drabble request (yes I am still going through them and I am so sorry for being late I really am I promise I will be quicker with them!) Drabble that is 3k long, so a fake drabble as my beta likes to call them.

Rating: pg13

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experimental error - KTH

→ scenario: Out of fear of being bad in bed, you ask your best friend to help you become better at sex.

→ pairing: taehyung | reader

→ genre: best friend au | smut

→ word count: 6k

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saudade - KTH

➜ no one is born to be alone and no one can be complete in oneself - that’s why, in this world, every person has a pair, someone that complements their soul in every aspect. you, however, are an exception to the rule, for the mark on your wrist indicates that your pair has passed away way before you were born.

pairing: vampire!taehyung x (f) reader

genre: angst, smut • soulmate au, supernatural au

warnings: mental health issues (depression, mentions of ptsd and a panic attack). mild sexual content (soft dom!tae, loss of virginity, fingering, masturbation, oral (f receiving), dry humping, multiple orgasms, biting, unprotected sex, dirty talk). lowkey horror. lots of demonic stuff if it spooks you.

rating: 18+

word count: 21k

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To be continued...

#BTS #bts #bts fic recs #bts fanfics #kim taehyung #kth #bts kim taehyung fic recs #because i've got writers block and i only had time to make these sad excuses of fic rec lists

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callmesumi · 11 months

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I’m now very interested in Anguria and the fact that her name means watermelon which I find frankly hilarious. May I request some stuff of her?

ANGURIA (Btw she now has purple hair, it’s outdated but I’ll still use it cause I’m too lazy)

NSFW ALPHABET

A = Aftercare (what they’re like after sex)

Blanket, tons of blankets. A cup of their favourite drink and a little chit chat if partner isn’t asleep.

B = Body part (their favorite body part of theirs and also their partner’s)

Her favourite part of her body is her thighs. She can crush watermelons with those~ Her favourite part of her partner’s body is their chest, loves to squish her face between them whatever gender her 2nd partner (Her 1st is Acqua) is.

C = Cum (anything to do with cum, basically)

Male Partner:

Loves for her partner to cum inside her, has a bit of a reverse breeding kink (instead of breeding them, partner breeds her) but she’ll suit with cumming on her.

Female Partner:

Likes making her female partner squirt, need I say more?

D = Dirty secret (pretty self explanatory, a dirty secret of theirs)

Wants her partner to sit on her face SO badly.

E = Experience (how experienced are they? do they know what they’re doing?)

Oh, very experienced.

F = Favorite position (this goes without saying)

Male Partner:

Mating press.

Female Partner:

Scissoring

G = Goofy (are they more serious in the moment? are they humorous? etc.)

Serious, but will crack a joke from time to time it shes feeling good.

H = Hair (how well groomed are they? does the carpet match the drapes? etc.)

She has blonde pubic hair due to being born blonde, but dyed it purple cause she wanted to be more like her father. Some hair down there but not much, well groomed.

I = Intimacy (how are they during the moment? the romantic aspect)

Very intimate.

J = Jack off (masturbation headcanon)

Will excuse herself and masturbates in her room, but if she’s on a mission and really needs to, in an alleyway.

K = Kink (one or more of their kinks)

Reverse Breeding.

Knifeplay.

Cockwarming.

L = Location (favorite places to do the do)

Bedroom, but pretty much anywhere. She won’t judge.

M = Motivation (what turns them on, gets them going)

Pretty much almost anything.

N = No (something they wouldn’t do, turn offs)

Farts. No farts or stuff like that.

O = Oral (preference in giving or receiving, skill, etc.)

No idea what to do for this.

P = Pace (are they fast and rough? slow and sensual? etc.)

Prefers for their partner to go fast and rough, but will deal with any pace her partner pleases.

Q = Quickie (their opinions on quickies, how often, etc.)

Loves quickies.

R = Risk (are they game to experiment? do they take risks? etc.)

Risky, yes.

S = Stamina (how many rounds can they go for? how long do they last?)

Longest she went for is 21 rounds, she has a lot of stamina due to genes. I think that’s how stamina works anyway.

T = Toys (do they own toys? do they use them? on a partner or themselves?)

Lots of toys. She does use them, on partners and herself.

U = Unfair (how much they like to tease)

Lot of teasingggg~

V = Volume (how loud they are, what sounds they make, etc.)

A bit loud but not too loud.

W = Wild card (a random headcanon for the character)

Likes being fucked against a wall.

X = X-ray (let’s see what’s going on under those clothes)

Average sized tits and semi-thicc ass, she’s not ashamed of it. Thicc thighs :).

Y = Yearning (how high is their sex drive?)

Very high, again due to genes.

Z = Zzz (how quickly they fall asleep afterwards)

A bit after their partner. Logs how well they did, a habit accidentally picked up from her father, then has a cup of water or milk then sleeps.

FLUFF ALPHABET (D-M)

D reams - How do they picture their future with their s/o?

Happy wife/husbando, happy life.

E qual - Are they the dominant one in the relationship, or rather passive?

Dominant one really.

F ight - Would they be easy to forgive their s/o? How are they fighting?

TW: MENTION OF GASLIGHTING, SKIP TO G IF YOU FEEL UNCOMFY

Will forgive them but first gaslights them.

G ratitude - How grateful are they in general? Are they aware of what their s/o is doing for them?

Very aware and grateful.

H onesty - Do they have secrets they hide from their s/o? Or do they share everything?

Share almost anything except her work. Her 2nd s/o doesn’t need to know about that.

I nspiration - Did their s/o change them somehow, or the other way around? Like trying out new things or helped them overcome personal problems?

Nottt really?

J ealousy - Do they get jealous easily? How do they deal with it?

Pretty easily. Will pull you away and hug you.

K iss - Are they a good kisser? What was the first kiss like?

Very romantic I’d say? Good kisser.

L ove Confession - How would they confess to their s/o?

A bouquet of flowers and a card.

M arriage - Do they want to get married? How do they propose? What would the marriage be like?

Yes! she does. Pretty romantic proposal, idk just use your imagination. Throughout the marriage, she wouldn’t tell her s/o about her work. But there’s a note on the door that says If Anguria doesn’t return home one day, she’s most likely dead.

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snarkwrites · 3 years

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m | alpha ➼ b.barnes | m

➼ Before I even start, I wanted to point out that this content is obvs not meant for minors. Credit to @the-purity-pen for the prompts which can be found [here]. While I won’t make 31.. I hope to at least make 13.

Okay, so.. A/B/O with a hint of breeding kink and implied size kink anyone? Just me? Okay, cool.

┇ᵖʳᵒᵐᵖᵗ ┇

a/b/o + breeding kink, implied and also implied size kink.

┇ʷᵃʳⁿᶦⁿᵍ ┇

Mature as hell. If you’re a minor, do not interact. Breeding kink, body fluids, size kink, a/b/o -and all that it entails, unprotected sex, biting / marking and oral sex. Yeah, if you’re under 18 this was not written for you.

┇ᶜʰᵃʳᵃᶜᵗᵉʳ | ᶠᵃⁿᵈᵒᵐ | ᵖᵃᶦʳᶦⁿᵍ┇

Bucky Barnes x Omega!Reader, marvel cinematic universe ┇ᵗᵃᵍᵍᶦⁿᵍ ᵐʸ ᵇᵃᵇᵉˢ;┇

@chasingeverybreakingwave

@kyleoreillysknee

@micolegg

@mrsstevenbuchananstark

“Tash.” you sniffed the air and fidgeted in your seat beside Natasha helplessly as a searing heat filled your body. You knew what was starting to happen and as the realization set in, your eyes darted around helplessly. You were powerless right now.

Horny as hell too.

Natasha wasn’t listening to you. She was staring at the television screen in front of you both, dazed. You were hanging around in the common room of the compound, watching movies. Or you had been until something caused your first ever heat cycle to trigger.

You could smell him from down the hall and all you wanted was to get up and go to him. Even though you didn’t exactly know who ‘he’ was at the moment. You were sitting up straight, nose in the air. Your helpless whines were what finally got Natasha looking at you.

Wanda rushed to your side because the whole thing was so intense that for at least a good two or three minutes you couldn’t vocalize what was happening. She was in charge, not you.. The animal within. The one desperate to be united with her mate.. Bred and filled. Erotic mental images filled your mind to a point where all you could do was whimper and whine, tensed up all over as your skin burned and crawled as if ants rushed just beneath the surface.

You stood and Wanda grabbed your wrist to guide you back down into your seat. She gave you a firm head-shake and you pouted. Natasha eyed you in concern. “What’s going on? Talk to me, c’mon.”

“She’s um.. Her heat cycle has been triggered.” Wanda explains when seconds pass and you can’t really seem to get yourself to focus on anything but him. Your Alpha. And the fact that his scent is so much closer. And you want him. You crave him and this is the strongest emotion you’ve ever experienced in your life. You’ve literally never wanted anything -or anyone, more than you crave him right now.

“Oh. Oh.. Wait, what now? You said you were a Beta?” Natasha’s gaze settles on you in confusion. You had told her that years ago, but it was just simply due to the fact that you never presented one way or the other. For a while there, you’d taken comfort in it. Sometimes though, you’d look around at all your friends and your family members with their mates, chosen and otherwise and that lonely feeling would set in.

“I assumed I was.” you managed to get the words out at last, “because I’ve never been in heat before. Probably because I’ve never been exposed to my mate before…” you went quiet and bit down on your bottom lip as a sharp sting shot up the right side of your neck that felt as if you’d just been branded by a hot iron or something. “Ouch, what the hell?” you shot up out of your seat and crossed the room, peering at your neck in the reflection given off by a shiny chrome toaster. You held it up to get a better look.

“Hey, Tash?”

“Yes?”

“When one finds their mate.. And their heat is triggered.. Do you get some weird marking?”

Natasha and Wanda shared a look and wandered over to you, peering at your neck. And then they shared another look and started whispering back and forth. Which of course, prompted you to pout and stomp your foot at them until they finally saw fit to fill you in on whatever inside joke you weren’t part of.

“We know who your mate is. But to answer your question, “Natasha pauses and takes a deep breath as she contemplates just how much new information you can truly handle all at once because this isn’t just your first heat, it’s more special. It’s your first heat and it’s been triggered because you found your true mate.

Not just an acceptable Alpha that your inner Omega wishes to be bred and claimed by. The real deal. Your actual perfect match.

It doesn’t happen often and when it does, it’s nothing if not intense.

She finally tells you everything, beginning with the fact that the marking on your neck right now is probably going to appear on your Alpha soon. As a way to easily identify. As if his scent wouldn’t be enough, you think to yourself in a dream-like daze.

“So no. That.” she nods to the marking that’s branded itself into your skin as she answers your question, “That doesn’t happen often at all. Although, it did happen to Steve recently..”

“Okay?” you sink down on the stool pushed beneath the counter in the little kitchenette in the room and you let out several long and ragged breaths. “What do I do?” you glance from one woman to the other and Wanda sits down next to you. She is gentle when she speaks.

“For now, you do nothing.”

“Trust me, Bucky is… There’s no telling which way he’ll take this.” Natasha explained carefully. And the second you hear his name, your jaw drops.

“Wait a minute.. Bucky as in the Bucky Barnes…?”

“Yeah. Him.” Natasha answers as she tries not to laugh. You’re a bit of a history nerd and your crush on James Buchanan Barnes via his exhibit at the museum a few years ago is not a big secret with her. You couldn’t have hidden it if you tried.

She’d kind of assumed it was a passing thing though. Because aside from here and there casual mentions, you hadn’t really been pining away. No, you were a little ball of workaholic stress, so nothing held your attention for long unless it pertained to work and your little “outings” with Natasha and Wanda.

“I thought he was…” you started, trailing off and shaking your head in confusion. “Dead. Right? The exhibit, it listed a date and cause of death.” you insisted after a few seconds to process. Death date and cause typically meant that a person truly was dead.

“Not technically, no. He was on Hydra’s side, he was an assassin. They assumed he was dead.”

“Kinda like you then, huh? The assassin thing, I meant..” you trailed off. Your hand raises and you drag your fingers through your hair as you attempt to process it all.

“Something like that.. He’s… he’s been through a lot. The best thing to do is wait and see. If I had a better read on him, maybe..” Natasha explains it to you gently.

You swallow hard as the subject of conversation steps into the room, a towel around his neck and black sweatpants nearly sliding off of his hips. All you can do is stare helplessly. Wordlessly.

He’s frozen in place. He’s watching you. Baby blue eyes seem to go from distant to alive in a matter of seconds. And there’s the smallest hint of red tinting his cheeks as a smirk plays at his lips and he gives you a nod.

And naturally, you’re frozen like an idiot still. You literally can’t do anything. Between everything you’ve just been told about what’s happening to you and about your Alpha, you’re still processing. Slowly, but the fact remains.

This is happening.

“Bucky… any reason you’re in here?” Natasha’s question is blunt. Pointed. And she folds her arms over her chest as she watches what’s unfolding between the two of you intently. He’s staring at you, you’re staring at him and neither of you have made a move.

“Huh?” his answer is dazed. Baby blue eyes stay fixed on you. That smirk grows just slightly. The heat in your body is reaching an unpleasant fever pitch and you lean against the counter heavily, remembering what Natasha said not even a minute before he wandered into the room. Your eyes roam over him and they fix on the left side of his chest.

On a fresh and angry red marking. The exact one that’s shown up on your own body. Before you can stop yourself, your tongue traces the outline of your lips. Bucky shuffles his feet and swallows hard.

“I asked you if there was any reason you were in here. Because we’re in the middle of a horror movie marathon. Well, we would be, if my friend here,” Natasha nods and smiles at you in affectionate teasing before she continues, “Would stop screaming in my ears every five seconds.”

“In my defense, it’s the jumpscares? And dolls. You know dolls terrify me, Tasha… and you choose Chucky?”

“It’s just a movie.” Natasha is smirking.

Bucky’s gaze shifts from her and quickly back to you. He chuckles quietly as his eyes begin to roam. You’re fidgeting under his intent gaze and you’re well aware that he’s fucking you with his eyes at the moment. The heat in your body soars and you fan yourself a little, promptly blushing as soon as you’ve done it.

“Is it hot in here to anyone else? Just me? Cool beans.” you mumble, mostly to yourself. Going quiet. Training your eyes on the black silk pyjama shorts you were wearing for the horror movie sleepover Natasha insisted on tonight.

The more he stared at you like he was, the more naked you seemed to feel.

Bucky’s eyes fill with concern and he takes a step closer to you. “Come to think of it, doll.. You look awfully flushed. Real hot.”

You can’t help but whimper at the way his voice drops a few octaves when he says the word hot.

He gives you a little grin and cautiously, he steps closer. He’s staring down at you in awe, he’s still trying to get his head around what’s happening. Or the way it makes him feel like maybe there’s hope and happiness ahead for him after all, even if he’d absolutely die before admitting to it right away.

Wanda starts to say something but Natasha nudges her in the side and nods towards the door leading out of the room.

“Hey, we’re gonna go make a snack run. Maybe pick up some shawarma.”

“Wine? You can get some wine too, right?” you ask with a pleading look only to have Bucky chuckling and shaking his head no at you. “No, doll… I think the last thing you need right now is wine.” -he’s stepped even closer to you by now. You can really smell him. Cologne, his body wash and pure pheromones.

It’s enough to throw you right into a daze as it overwhelms you. More than enough to have you shifting the way you sit on the stool so that your legs are open a little wider. You want to disappear into the floor. Because Natasha has literally just told you to approach this situation in caution and here you go, literally spreading your legs for the man.

Bucky steps between your legs and towers over you. He licks his lips as his eyes fix on yours.

“Yes or no on the wine?” Natasha calls out the question, glancing from you to Bucky and back again as she smiles at you both.

“Nah, she’s good.” Bucky calls out to Natasha, giving her a firm warning look as soon as those protective Alpha urges come rushing to the surface.

“Yeah? Please?” you answer, pouting up at your Alpha a little and then glancing over at Natasha.

He leans down and into you a little. “Pout all you want, princess. But we both know alcohol and your situation aren’t a good mix.” his finger curls beneath your chin and he makes you look up and meet his gaze. He’s doing that thing where he bites his lip again and all you can do is stare at that helplessly.

“Okay, fine. No wine.” you call out to Natasha as you pout a little and kind of grumble under your breath. This makes Bucky laugh and the lazy half grin tugging at his mouth grows just a little more.

“You two play nice.” Natasha says it with a laugh as she gives you a teasing look and grins. You know right then that you’re in for it later, she’s going to tease you relentlessly about your low key crush and how it’s apparently going to return full force, but you really don’t care.

Bucky being your Alpha is… Honestly more than you could have ever dreamed of. Not that you ever really.. Stopped to dream about presenting Omega and finding your true mate on top of it all. But if you had done it a little more often, you’re quite certain that Bucky Barnes is the guy you’d have chosen for yourself.

… Thing is… would he really choose you?... the thought enters your mind and you use it to keep yourself from getting too hopeful and too wrapped up in what’s happening. You push it all out of your brain because you know yourself too well and if you don’t do this now, you will overthink.

“Yes mom.” you retort playfully. Natasha flips you off and after hastily pocketing the keys to her Corvette, she and Wanda are nearly bursting out of the door as if they’re on fire. The door to the room bangs shut behind them and you take a few very shaky and deep breaths.

Bucky’s still standing there, his body keeping your legs spread. A thoughtful gleam in his eyes as he gazes down at you. He happens to catch you staring at the marking on his left pec. His glance diverts as he gazes down at it too. At least it’s stopped the god-awful burning now.

… Because you’ve finally found her.. The question is, what to do now? What if she’s oblivious? What if she doesn’t want to be bonded to you, hm? It’s not that much of a stretch the things you’ve done aren’t exactly secret anymore… but the rational side of James Buchanan Barnes takes over and he realizes that he can use his sense of smell to gauge your current mood. To see if you’re aware of what’s happening, what you are to him.

When he does this, he’s left stunned. Because he can easily pick up your feelings and it’s not just through your scent. He can catch these little fragments of thought if he focuses hard enough. Steve told him about all this after telling him that he’d found his true mate not so long ago. Bucky didn’t really hold much stock in it, but now that it was happening to him, he finds himself in awe.

And shocked because apparently, you’re fully aware of what’s going on -more to the point, you’ve decided that you’re not going to fight it or resist, that you want the bond with him and you’re just as worried as he was not even five seconds before.

“Any reason you keep lookin at it? The mark, I mean..” he asks quietly after a long and heavy pause in which he’s thinking about everything. Deciding what his next move is going to be. Coming to the realization that he doesn’t want to fight the bond either. That he’s tired of being alone, after all.

Your mouth opens and closes and it’s as if you’ve forgotten how to form words. There’s so much you want to say but whenever you open your mouth it all tries to rush out at one time and you’re trying so hard not to bombard the poor guy with everything at once. You don’t want to see over-excited or too eager. You don’t want to risk saying the wrong thing -or combination of things, and making a mess of everything.

“Maybe?” you finally manage to mumble the one word response. Bucky chuckles. His arms rest on either side of you effectively pinning you between him and the counter you’re sitting with your back against. Your back is pressing lightly against the edge now. You squeeze his sides with your legs before you can stop yourself and his eyes start to change. From baby blue to an almost midnight color as lust fills them.

“Maybe, hm? See, I think there’s definitely a reason, doll.” Bucky’s voice is a deep whisper. His mouth just barely grazes clumsily against the corner of yours with each word spoken.

He tries to resist the way his mouth -and body seem to just migrate so close to your own but he can’t. The pull is too damn strong. And the last thing he wants to do is fight it or resist. So he doesn’t even stop to consider that you might not want him rushing into all this physical contact. Stops himself short and focuses. Centers himself for a second or two and gets a handle on your current emotional state just to see whether his assumption is right or wrong so he can figure out how much is too much.

It’s not too much. Somehow, it’s not enough if the fragments of thought he picks up on in the back of your mind are anything to go by. The thought has him relaxing even more. Hints of the old and long hidden charmer side rush to the surface easily and take over by blind instinct.

You whimper and whine and finally, before you can be bothered to stop yourself, you’ve tilted your head and exposed the side of your neck with the marking that perfectly matches up with his. You’re not entirely sure it’s a good idea, but you’re not going to hide it from him, either. Not when he seems to be responding the way he has so far.

Bucky’s eyes turn an even deeper shade of blue and he bites his lip. When he takes a breath it’s shakier. If you thought he was standing as close as he possibly could before, you’d be wrong because somehow he’s even closer all of a sudden, towering over you as his scent envelops you and you can feel yourself just barely starting to cool off and calm down just a little bit.

Not a lot, but a little. It’s enough that you feel as if you can finally catch your breath again. It’s also enough that you can attempt to say something coherent. You gaze up at him quietly as you try to figure out what exactly you should -or shouldn’t, say. You finally choose to go with the safest answer to his assumption and the fact that he’s now seen your matching mate mark.

“Now you know.” you answer quietly because you’re honestly not sure how this will go. All you can think is that Natasha warned you before she left that there’s a chance that Bucky might not be interested at all in the mate bond -or all the emotions and other various things that come along with being in one, and you weren’t about to force the poor guy into anything he didn’t want.

“Mhm.” Bucky answered quietly. He licks his lips and his gaze stays fixed on you. He seems to be lost in thought. Then again, he could still be trying to process too.

It’s when he leans into you just a little heavier that you feel slick flood your inner thighs. He chuckles quietly almost as soon as it happens and it hits you, he can absolutely smell you.

And the thought has you burning hot all over again, only this time you’re at least partially sure it has something to do with the fact that you’re blushing.

He leans in right next to your ear and brushes your hair out of the way to whisper against it quietly, “Yeah. I can smell you right now, doll. Fuck.” the last part coming out as more of a quiet groan than an actual word as his hands move from their resting place on the counter to grip your thighs. His mouth drags clumsy and lazy down the side of your neck before he can stop himself or even think about what he’s already decided that he wants and is about to dive headfirst right into.

He pulls you closer to the edge of the counter and before you can stop yourself, you’ve wrapped your arms around his neck and your legs around his waist. You don’t want to keep staring at him like you are and making this even more awkward so you drop your gaze to your bare legs but almost the second you do this, Bucky’s raising a hand and gripping your jaw. Tilting your head so that you have to look at him. He’s giving you a questioning look.

Your tongue rolls over the outline of your mouth and he growls quietly. He’s whispering against the shell of your ear all over again. “Do it again, doll.”

You give a quiet whimper at the way it feels as rough lips continue to dance down the side of your neck sporadically. You melt into him and he takes several long and shaky breaths, staring down at you intently.

He’s scooped you completely off the counter by this point. All you can think about is how strong he is to be holding you up the way he is. And he’s so tall that he quite literally towers over you and you’re definitely into that. How this is literally a scene ripped right out of one of your fantasies. Or an erotic novel you read once or twice. Either one would apply. You’re lost in a daze so you miss Bucky’s quiet laugh. Your back settles against the wall with a soft smack and his mouth is inching closer and closer to your own when you finally come back into it and rejoin the moment.

Everyone who ever told you the whole process is intense definitely weren’t lying. Because you were still trying to process. You were still clutching at straws as far as self-restraint went. Bucky clears his throat. “I need ya to focus, doll. Can you do that for me?”

“Y-yeah.” you stammer out your answer and you swallow hard, a needy whine escaping to be swallowed up by his mouth when it crashes against your own at long last. You’re clinging to him and you’re trying so hard to do whatever you can to make yourself as lightweight as possible for him.

Bucky, of course, picks up on this. As the kiss breaks, he bites his lip and stares at you with lust blown eyes for seconds that seem to stretch and linger forever. His forehead rests against your own lightly and you can’t help but notice as he’s staring at you that somehow, during all of this taking place, your breathing pattern has managed to sync up with his own. He chuckles as soon as he realizes this too. His hands are all over you and finally, they settle across your ass and this rubs you up against him a time or two. He may or may not be doing it deliberately. You’re still pretty tense so he chuckles quietly and mumbles against your mouth calmly, “Will ya relax, doll? I gotcha. You’re not as heavy as you think. And I’m strong.”

“Well I know that, but I…” you stammer and your words die away as you go quiet again and look down for just a few seconds, lost in thought.

How did you tell him that in the past, you’ve had lovers who insinuated that picking you up or carrying you in any form might hurt them and wasn’t worth the hassle? You barely know the man -outside of the rabbit hole you went down after you developed a crush on him thanks to his exhibit at the museum.

You blink in surprise when he nips at your bottom lip and states calmly. In his gentlest version of his firm and no nonsense tone, he argues against what you’ve just been thinking.

“They were weak, doll. I’m not. And I wanna hold you right now, alright? It’s… Keeping me calm too.” Bucky takes several ragged breaths as soon as he’s admitted this out loud. You melt into the way he’s holding you even more and he gives a quiet growl at the way it feels to have your soft and small frame molded against his larger and firmer one. The contrast has his cock threatening to burst through the sweatpants he’s wearing and the thoughts that fill his mind are enough to make you blush as soon as they somehow manage to bombard your mind as well.

“I wouldn’t object. I’m yours. All you have to do is take me...”

He swallows hard. You bite your lip and cringe a little because you didn’t realize you’d said the words out loud until you felt him buck himself against you and his mouth collides with yours all over again. His tongue sweeps past the barrier of your lips and takes dominance of the kiss and you raise a hand, tangling it in his hair after you’ve tugged it free from the messy ponytail he had it thrown into.

You can’t help the thought that comes next, despite having proof positive that he can hear your thoughts and it’s probably best to censor them at least a little bit. If I thought he looked sexy in the uniform with the short hair, oh my god, I was wrong.. The thought comes and it won’t go away.

And you can tell by the way he nips at your lips and deepens the kiss even more as his grip on your body tightens and he manages to buck himself against you a few more times that yes, he’s heard what you just thought.

“Gotta get you out of here, darlin. Yes or no?” the question is breathed against your mouth and you whimper out a shaky “Yes.” as Bucky starts to carry you out of the room and down the hallway with no hesitation. He stops as you turn a corner in the hallway and you wind up sitting on top of a hallway table as he steps between your legs and you wrap them around his body all over again.

You’re both starting to sweat just a little. Your hands are all over him, one lowering to the waistband of his black sweatpants as you give an impatient whimper and you gaze up at him with a begging look. His forehead settles against your own and he mutters quietly, “As soon as we’re in my suite, sweetheart.. Ugh, the things I want to do to you.”

“Hm?” you purr as your head falls back and his mouth settles against your neck and throat. You can feel his teeth graze and tug against your skin and you whine, rocking yourself into him with more need and force, anything to even try to appease the blinding ache settled deep into your cunt. He rocks himself right back against you just as clumsily. He’s carrying you down the hall again, you’re practically draped across him, your legs around his waist and your arms around his neck. His arms settled below your ass and the scent of you getting sweeter and sweeter by the second.

If he weren’t so diligent with self control he’d snap right here, right now. He knows it. He can feel himself slipping closer and closer to it as it is. It feels like the walk to his suite takes a thousand years but in reality it only takes a minute, -two tops, and he’s coming to a stop in front of the door to it. Your back meets the door with a soft smack and his nose nuzzles against the base of your throat as he lets you rock and rub against him as much as you need to. Because it’s keeping both of you as calm as you can get for the time being. He takes a deep breath, inhaling your sweet scent and his fangs attempt to prick through his gums. It prompts him to grip your body tighter and in a daze, he pushes open the door to his suite, stepping inside and closing the door behind him.

He locks all three locks on the door and sits you on top of the dresser, catching your face in his hands and caressing it as he gazes at you in soft lust. “You’re stayin here… You want to, right?” he laughs quietly and shakes his head, going quiet to stare down at you as he leans into you all over again. Your legs circle his waist and your arms wrap around his neck as you smile up at him. “Kind of turned me on the way you said it the first time.” you admitted with a soft laugh as you grip his chest and raise up, crashing your mouth against his as one of your hands drops between your bodies, your fingers catch in the waistband of his sweats before you can stop to think or censor yourself properly. You pull him closer and the quiet groan escapes before he can stop it. His forehead rests against yours again and he gazes down at the way your small and delicate fingers drag slowly over his abdomen while biting his lip. “If ya keep it up, darlin..” Bucky warns in a low gasp, “You’ll be pregnant, I swear to God.” he rocks himself into you a lot clumsier.

The coolness of his metal hand against your heated skin only makes you melt against him as you gaze up and swallow hard. Flooded because of what he’s just said and the way he can’t stop kissing or touching you. Your hands are all over him too. You tug at his ponytail, pulling it free to run your fingers through his hair and he latches onto your neck, the spot of unbroken and unmarked skin covering your scent glands drawing him like a magnet. Before he really stops to think about it and pull himself together because he’s entirely too caught in the moment and he’s not thinking about anything but how much he needs you and wants you, he’s tilting your head so that the area is exposed to him even more. He licks his lips and growls quietly as his eyes settle on you.

“If you don’t want this, doll..” his voice is shaky as he says it, but you don’t hesitate. You whimper and rock into him in need as your hand settles on his shoulder and the other one on his hip, fingers digging against firm muscle. He licks his lips, takes a few more very shaky breaths.

It’s literally everything he’s ever secretly wanted and at one point in time, felt he was too broken and too fucked up to have. Now there’s hope.

Now there’s you.

His mouth closes over the patch of skin and his teeth sink in. The rush of the bite takes over your entire being and you melt against him, whimpering and whining until your whines die away. He tilts your head to make you look at him again and he wipes a hand across the back of his mouth as he takes several long and deep breaths.

He plucks you off the top of the dresser and you wrap yourself around him. You’re tossed onto his bed and he follows your body down, settling over you, his mouth and his hands all over your body. Slow and careful. Several times he stops to look at you when you whimper or your breath catches in your throat as if he’s worried that he’s hurting you somehow.

“Bucky, p-please.” you choke out. “I’m not made of glass. I promise you’re not hurting me.” you reach out and take his stubbled jawline in your hand as you mutter quietly, “I trust you. I trust you, okay? You won’t hurt me.”

Bucky nods and swallows hard, letting your words settle and resonate.

You trust him. You really don’t know him at all and somehow, you trust him.

He gives you a soft smile and nods again. “We keep goin, darlin.. You know what it means, yeah?” he asks, unable to bring himself to fully ask the question he desperately wants to -and needs to hear your answer to more than anything, the way he phrases it is as close as he dares to get.

Your answer is to rock against him and whine even more urgently, snagging a finger in the ball chain around his neck that contains his old dog tags. You use your grip on the chain to pull his mouth against your mouth all over again because you need to feel his mouth against your own.

His tongue parts your lips and collides with yours and he growls quietly, a full body shiver racing through him. He can feel his cock getting even harder, almost painful -a blinding ache, and all he can think about is how badly he wants to bury himself deep inside you and get lost.

He’s rocking himself against you clumsily, each time your bodies rub together he can feel a fresh coat of slick pooling at those little silk shorts you’re wearing. There’s too much in the way between his sweats and your strappy little tank top and the shorts. You're grabbing at the waistband of his sweats all over again and pleading with him, so he raises up and slips off the bed, tugging down his sweats and letting them settle at his ankles, kicking them free.

He’s settled back on top of you in the blink of an eye, his mouth against your mouth and his hands all over you. Catching in the waistband of those little silk shorts as he starts to tug them down your legs without once breaking the kiss, not even to breathe.

The kiss finally breaks and your shorts slip down to your ankle. You shake them off and they settle on the floor next to his bed. The strappy little tank top is pulled off your body as soon as he pulls away enough to let you sit up so he can get it off your body and this is tossed into the floor with the rest of your clothes. Bucky’s focus is back on you entirely and he gazes down at you in adoration and licks his lips slowly as he starts to lick, kiss and nip his way down your body, stopping to gaze up at you when you start to become even more vocal and you’re squirming around and desperately trying to rock your body against his moving mouth with sheer abandon. He watches as your eyes flutter open and closed, the way your small frame arches, graceful and easy. He bites back a low growl at the way the scent of you is strong enough by now that he’s practically drooling and dying to lick you clean so he can get himself a much better taste.

Your hands catch in dark hair and you tug at it as his tongue circles your navel and he gives a quiet chuckle when your stomach tenses because his beard against your skin tickles and burns at the same time. He stops to gaze up at you and watch the way you’re already desperate and needy for him, a whimpering and writhing mess, a pool of your juices dripping down and settling in a puddle on top of his weighted blanket already. “Fuck.” he mutters in a lust filled daze as he raises up and rubs his chin, “So wet for me, darlin. That’s good. Good girl.”

His stubble grazes against the insides of your thighs and your back arches away from the bed as the fingers on one hand tug at his hair and the other hand grips at the comforter. You suck in a sharp breath as the warmth of his thick tongue drags over your skin. Your legs fall open wider and he groans against your thigh. “That’s it, doll.” he mutters in a daze. His tongue circles your clit as he slips a finger inside your heat, working you open. You rock yourself against his finger as he pumps it in and out, adding a second finger as his mouth latches on to your clit, sucking and circling it with his tongue. You’re squirming and clutching at his hair and the harder you tug, the faster his fingers work your heat, strumming up against your spot a time or two. It’s enough that you can feel your stomach tighten and your body starting to tense up as your orgasm starts to build.

“Oh. Oh,mmm. Yeah.” you gasp out the words as your body arches towards him. Bucky pauses and glances up at you, licking his lips as he smirks. The cockier side is coming through in spades now. He’s gotten his head around the fact that this is happening and you want to be bonded to him.

“How’s that feel, darlin?”

“So good, ahhh. Oh fuck. Faster.” you moan out the words as his finger strums up against your spot all over again. Your body tenses up just a little more when Bucky does as you ask, working his fingers in and out of your dripping cunt a little faster. He’s rocking himself against the mattress as he does because watching you take his fingers and feeling the way your pussy squeezes around them so tight has him dying to know what it’ll feel like when it’s his cock being squeezed instead.

He’s growling quietly as he lowers his head and his tongue joins the third finger he’s buried in your heat. You whimper and the sound punctures the silence in his suite as Bucky continues to fuck you with his tongue and fingers, stretching you out. “Gonna feel so..” he groans out against your pelvic mound as he starts to slow down to let you back away from the edge just a little, “Good to bury my cock in you, doll.”

“Bucky, please?” you’re begging for friction, for him to go a little faster, anything to help your orgasm shatter through but he’s not going to oblige you. Not yet. He’s trying to get you ready to take him.

“Just a little longer, darlin. I promise.” Bucky grunts against your inner thigh as he licks up the way your juices flow down freely before burying his tongue inside of you all over again. You’re whimpering and shaking by this point, barely holding on, with each touch or lick threatening to make you come undone and you’re so fucking wet his fingers barely stay in. He can feel the way your body is reacting to his fingers and his tongue and their combined motions and he’s nearly pushed to his own personal brink.

He stops himself just when your shaking intensifies to a point where he knows you literally can’t hold it together any longer. Pulls himself up your body and crashes his mouth against your own as his thick length grazes against your wet inner thigh and his hands roam all over your body. He can’t stop touching you, it’s almost as if he still can’t believe this is all happening.

The thick tip of his cock grazes against your opening, pushing and you whine impatiently, catching his face in your hands as you pull his mouth against your own. “P-please? C’mon, I need it.”

The raw edge to your words has him locking eyes with you and swallowing hard. “Don’t let me hurt you, kitten.” his tone comes out quiet and gravelly. It’s enough to make you even wetter. His tip pushes in and you tense just a little. Bucky’s eyes settle on yours and he goes still, peppering hot little kisses and bites against your skin until he can feel you starting to relax a little. Just the way your walls grip even the tip of his cock so tight have him feeling as if he’ll explode. His hand caresses your cheek and he rolls his thumb over your soft skin.

The way your small frame presses against his larger one is perfect. It’s heaven. It’s going to be an addiction, he’s already aware of this. “Are you okay, doll?”

You nod and cling to him just a little tighter, taking a shaky breath or two. “More, Bucky. C’mon.. I need it.”

He pushes in a little further, pausing the second he feels your walls clamp around his thick and veiny length. Kissing you on your neck and face, smoothing his hand over your hair and your face as his forehead presses into yours. “Fuck.” he chokes out the word, “You’re takin me so well, kitten. Think you’re okay to take a little more?”

You exhale and nod. “Please?” you beg. “Wanna be.. Fuck..” your words fall away as his cock buries inside you just a little more. Past the knot now and you’re locked together. You whine and rock yourself against him until you feel the cool metal of his hand settle against your hip as he gives it a little squeeze to get you still again. “Mine.” he groans out the word as his mouth dances over your skin. His eyes meet yours and he licks his lips. You’re relaxing a little more, so he starts to pound you. Slow and steady. You try to meet his thrusts with your own, you’re trying to speed him up, chasing the friction you crave so bad you can taste it. His body pins yours flat against the bed and his hand captures both of yours to hold them against the pillow. He raises up a little and gazes down, watching the way his cock pushes softly against your belly as he fills you completely, locked in place. “Doll, ahhh.” he groans the words against your neck as he lowers himself again, adding in a quieter growl, “I’m gonna fill you up. Is that what you want,hm?”

You nod eagerly. “Please, baby?” you beg as your hips meet his with each deep drive. Your walls clench his cock a little tighter and he tenses up as he tries to fight off his own approaching orgasm.

But it’s hard because your pussy clamps down even more. Bucky fucks into you faster and deeper and his mouth buries against your mouth. His grip on your body is bruising but it’s not on purpose. “Shit. Doll, holy shit, you were made for me, huh?” he marvels and his words are swallowed by a deep kiss that almost doesn’t break quickly enough for you both to remember to breathe.

“C’mon.” you coax as your own orgasm grows more imminent, blurring your vision with little dots as you cling to him almost helplessly. “Cum inside me, please?”

Bucky swallows hard and chuckles. It’s really all he’s been thinking about since he brought you to his suite. Well, that and the shock and awe that came with the realization that this was finally happening.

“If that’s what you want, doll.” his lips meet your forehead softly and he slows down. It’s an attempt to hold off just a little longer. But he knows he can’t hold off much longer, not with the way you take his cock. Not when he looks down and he can see the way your tight little cunt takes his cock when each thrust sends it pushing up against your abdomen.

“Now, please?” you’re begging breathlessly, shaking. A whimpering and wet mess pinned beneath him and you can’t hold off any longer. You need to feel his hot sticky seed as it fills you. You want him to breed you but it’s something you can’t -or won’t, mention just yet.

Soon, though.

You want to belong to your true Alpha in every sense of the word.

Bucky’s cock twitches and he sucks in a sharp breath as he starts to fuck into you faster and deeper, his hips beat against yours in an almost bruising pace that he makes up for with soft kisses against your skin, your mouth and your neck and gentle,quiet and coaxing praise.

“You’re takin me so well, darlin. Fuck. Oh yeah. C’mon, kitten.. Let go. Let me have it.” and you need no urging, your orgasm shatters through and leaves you clinging to his body as he fucks into you frantically, trying to chase his own. The way your cunt throbs as it clenches and milks his cock sends him over the edge right after you and he slams his cock into you as deep as he thinks you can handle, bottoming out. Striking against your spot as he growls against your neck and he throbs, emptying out inside of you.

He falls to the bed and reaches out for you, pulling you so that you lie on top of him and he stares up at you, breathless and in a daze as he caresses your face and pulls you into a deep and gentle kiss. “You need to rest, kitten.”

You pout a little, but under his firm look you nod and give a soft laugh, snuggling your body against his.

#tppkinktober2021 #bucky barnes #mcu #bucky barnes imagine #bucky barnes imagines #bucky barnes fanfiction #my writing ; bucky barnes #my fics ; bucky barnes #my filth ; bucky barnes #// minors DNI.#// body fluids tw #// unprotected s*x tw #// a/b/o #// breeding k*nk implied #// size k*nk hinted at #// bites and hickeys #// oral s*x ; male giving #// absolutely no minors.

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rebel yell | b.h. ☆

pairing: ghostface!billy hargrove x fem!plus-size!reader

@tw-inkl-e-tit-s request: Heyy! I was wondering if you could do an Ghost face!Billy Hargrove x plus size!reader like it's all over the News that theirs a killer on the loose in Hawkins but reader knows it's her boyfriend billy and he comes home early and she gets turned on by all the blood on his mask and ask him him to keep it on while he fucks her and when their done Billy grabs a Polaroid Camara and says something like " smile for the Camara doll" but readers to fucked out to smile.

warnings: smut (minors dni <3), blood kink, knife kink, oral (male receiving), missionary, back shots, praising, dom!billy, dacryphilia, rough sex, unprotected sex (wrap it before you tap it guys ), hair pulling.

tonight was halloween and you were just relaxing in the house. you decided to take a little break from halloween parties this year. growing tired of being around people for the day, you decided to just take the day to yourself.

you optimized on just eating candy, and watching slasher movies, you know, nightmare on elm street, carrie, the exorcist, etc. you had a thing for scary movies, you just always found comfort in them.

you loved the blood, the gore, the screams of agony. it brings an orgasm of chills to your spine when you see blood splattered from a body temple. you couldn't explain it, you just knew it brings a wave of excitement through your bloodstream.

you grew bored of the Halloween movie you were watching. you reached over and grabbed the remote with your bowl of popcorn before proceeding to flick through the channels on your tv. as you were clicking, you came across the hawkins new channel, instantly attracting your attention.

“good evening hawkins, indiana, and happy halloween. today, great citizens of hawkins; we have very urgent news. today, we were informed by the hawkins police department that we have a homicide killer on the loose and running through the so-they-say, “cursed community” of hawkins, indiana” you quickly turned up the volume with the remote.

“we were also well-notified that there has been a total of eight bodies found throughout the city of hawkins. we have confirmed that one of the bodies we're one of hawkins high school's most athletic basketball players, identified as jason carver.” you quickly stood up and jumped around your living room in satisfaction.

“yes, yes, yes! right on the fucking money baby, woohoo!” you cheered.

now some may look at you as if you're a psycho and ask “why are you happy about this?” eight people had been murdered and one of them you knew personally from school. jason was a fucking waste of life, and his mother should’ve swallowed him before he could exist. and see—what hawkins failed to realize is that the killer is walking amongst them like a wolf in sheep's clothing. and the unknown secret you held to yourself was that you knew who the killer was. your boyfriend, billy hargrove.

almost everyone knew that the californian pretty boy, dream boat is bold, outspoken, and reckless. and while most people disliked the way he presented himself to others, you altogether loved him for who he was. everything about him spoke volumes to your body, mind, and soul.

you had met billy at tina’s house party for hawkins high. you were known for being one of the most confident plus-size girls at hawkins high. you wore what you wanted and looked ravishing while doing it, and of course, people were intimidated by that because they thought that just because you were plump that you had to cower down to their expectations. boy were they fucking wrong.

you were straightforward that you could do what the fuck you wanted to do, some understood and some just still wanted to give you their unwanted opinion about how you should or shouldn't act. but they still failed to acknowledge that you just didn't want to be tamed. you wanted to make your own decisions.

and this is what billy liked— no fuck that—loved about you. you were a sexy vixen; a young woman that knows what she wants. you looked like a walking sex symbol with the clothes you wore and how you carried yourself. you wore black, red, and latex. you always made sure that you showed enough cleavage to make the young men and ladies sweat, and you knew that you left an impact in a crowded room. your hair was always so perfect (considering it also took you an hour to do to make it immaculate) and you smelled like strawberries and desire. you were everything he wanted, and he got you.

now more people may or may not ask “why are you letting this outrageous behavior go on?” or “why am i not trying to prevent billy from killing innocent people” it's because hawkins is a shit show anyways. you and billy both hated this town, so why not make do with what you both thought is fun? and that was causing chaos through the little town of hawkins. everyone has to die somehow, right?

you and billy both loved seeing people lose their minds when something chaotic happened. the aroma of fear fuelled something within the both of you, but it didn't make either of you feel frightened. it made your bodies fill with adrenaline and excitement. the thought of murder to billy, made him think that it was a fun sport for him. it just involved a lot of blood, and satisfaction for him. that's why he did the killing while you helped him later when he’d get home and fuck him pussy-drunk.

you went on watching the news. “the killer that’s fleeing around hawkins is going by the name of “ghost face”, the news reporter implied. “- he stalks the residence of his prey throughout the night, and gives them a phone call by asking ‘what's their favorite horror film’ before he attacks them after they try to escape”, you couldn't help but grow more excited as the news reporter continues with the erotic information.

“it is proved that “ghost face” is an unidentifiable mask killer that seizes on the community of hawkins, and that every murder that he had committed had involved these eight victims. after he mutilates their corpses, he takes a disturbing polaroid picture with them and leaves a disturbing quote saying ‘be careful, you may be next’”, you had to give it to billy, he sure did know how to keep the people on their toes.

earlier today, you decided that since it was halloween and your boyfriend, billy, was out “handling business”, you decided to spice things up for him for when he came back home. you were wearing a maroon, lingerie set that showed your plump belly and thick luscious thighs littered with gorgeous stretch marks.

you made sure that you did light make-up considering that it was going to be ruined anyway, but you made sure to wear your blood-red lipstick. it made you look even more ravishing and beautiful.

you decided to change the channel to nightmare on elm street; growing tired of the news and their dramatic reactions. as you continued watching the gore scenes of blood shedding and screaming, you heard the tapping at your backdoor. you knew it was billy because he only used the backdoor when he went on his slaying sprees during the evening, but usually, he wouldn't come home this early.

you quickly scurried to open the door, beginning to feel a jittery feeling in your spine. when you opened the door you had an eager smile plastered on your face, but it quickly turned to a look of confusion when you noticed that no one was there.

“the hell s’going on?” you mutter to yourself as you looked around your backyard; seeing no trace of anyone there. you were about to step inside your house when you saw a note placed on your door. you snatched the taped note off the wall and as your eyes scrambled to read the note relaying “tag, you're it doll” written in black ink. you noticed that it had a few droplets of blood sprinkled across the note.

“haha, very fucking funny, you coward!” you yelled towards the dark space of your backyard. you swiftly backed into your house in annoyance and slammed the door. as you went to turn back around; at the speed of light, you were roughly approached from behind by a tall muscular figure that had held you by your neck with a bloody knife threatening to slice you.

“coward huh? tell me y/n, you're wearing lingerie for a coward?” you immediately knew the voice that was coming from behind you.

“billy?” you scurry from his hold as he began to chuckle. “you fucking dick head!” you slightly yelled before hitting him in his arm. “you scared the shit outta me!” you held your chest as you try to catch your breath.

“aww c’mon, i thought you loved a good scare sweet cheeks?” he slowly began to walk towards you as you stand by the kitchen counter. as he came towards you; you couldn't help but take in his appearance. you gaped at his muscular form in his cloak and ghost face mask. you began to feel a ball of heat in your lower gut, as excitement build the closer he approached you.

“i like it when I expect it, y’damn near gave me a fucking heart attack billy,” you looked up towards him as he looked down towards you through the mask. you examined his face as you began to notice the blood that was spattered on the white part of the mask making you feel a small pool of wetness in your core.

he slowly took the bloody knife and held it up under your chin; making you hold intense eye contact between one another. he gradually moved towards your ear; still holding the knife against your skin and you could feel and hear his hot breath inhale and exhale through the mask.

“billy s’not here sweetheart, you're talking to ghost face now,” he pressed the knife a little more into your skin, earning a small whimper from you. “now tell me doll, what’s your favorite scary movie?” even through the mask billy always could see through you with those piercing blue eyes.

you stared at him for a moment before processing that he had asked you a question. it's something about the way he looked at you with blood plastered all over his mask. it made you shiver in anticipation of what he could do to you. it was seconds later when you finally gave him your answer.

“i-it’s carrie. my favorite scary movie is carrie,” you stuttered before letting out a shaky breath.

“care to inform me why doll?” he began to move the bloodied knife towards your bottom lip, making you shudder. “i love details hon.” you could almost sense the taste of copper as the knife trailed your delicate skin.

“i love it b-because, of all the blood. i love seeing the blood spurt out of and onto the victims. it kinda satisfies me,” you watch as he trails the knife back down a little towards your shoulder. a little blood followed along the way.

“mhmm. billy did say that you had a thing for blood,” he trails off before swiftly sliding the knife under your bra strap and slashing it in half. “-i love how you think, doll,” you watch as takes his leather-clad finger and slides it over the blood covered knife. he takes his finger and slides the blood over your bottom lip; immediately you opened your mouth and slide his finger over your tongue. the taste of copper filled your taste buds.

he lifts you with his godly strength and sits you on the counter; mindlessly your legs spread open giving him access to your core. “i love this piece lace number you're wearing,” he faded his words as he brings his hand down to your cunt and palms it, causing to you give a needy whimper. “-too bad i’m gonna cut it off,” you don't have time to react as he quickly brings his knife behind the thin lace and cuts it before snatching it off of you.

he takes his index and middle finger before spreading open your fold; watching your arousal ooze from your mound. he groans in approval watching your cunt clench around nothing. “fuck- you’re as wet as an ocean and I barely even touched you,” he chuckles before light doing circle on your tiny bud making you gasp.

he slides his index and middle fingers into you while continuing to rub rough circles on your clit. you moan in satisfaction as he whispered hot praises into your ear, making your body tremble even more. as he kept stroking your cunt you back continued to arch into his torso. “you're such a naughty slut, y/n. letting a psycho killer stroke his fingers into your cunt,” he groans. “tell daddy you're a slut, hm? tell me you're my slut” he commands.

“i -i’m a a-slut daddy. i’m your fucking slut,” you moan feeling your cunt clenching around his fingers as he fucks them into you harder.

“you're gonna cum aren't ya’? I can feel this sweet little pussy clenching around my fingers,” he asked condescendingly as you rapidly began to nod as you rolled your hips; meeting his thrusts.

“well cum on my fingers doll, make my fingers flood with your sweet cum,” he eggs you on before you let out a loud pornographic moan and release all over his fingers. your mouth forming an “o” shape as you ride out your high and faintly hearing bulky calling you a “good girl”.

“hmm, you think you're a good whore?” he questions tilting his head. you nod giving him your most “innocent” expression. he scoffs, “we’ll see about that.” he takes a few steps back from you before he bent down to hold the cloak over his toned abdomen proceeding to unbuckle his belt. you felt yourself grow eager as he teasingly stripped for you.

you continued to watch as he proceeded to unbutton his pants and slide down his zipper before shoving his pants and boxers to the ground, hearing a faint ‘clink’ when they fall. you watched his rock-hard dick slap against his stomach, as the tip showed an angry red. your heart pounds as he slowly walks back towards you. he stands in front of you tilting his head.

“oh sweetheart, don't be frightened, it's gonna fit in your mouth...and other places,” he looks back down at your cunt before looking back up at you. he snatched the ripped bra off you and throws it across the room; beginning to be long forgotten. “get on your knees slut.”

you quickly jumped down from the counter and did as he said looking at his dick bobbing in your face as he moved. he forcefully grabbed your jaw; making it open before shoving his dick in your mouth reaching with a low moan. he loves how warm your mouth feels. “attagirl, suck it like blood sickle, mph,” he grips you hair continuing his rough stroke into your mouth.

he pulled out lightly smacking your check and thrust right back into you mouth as he proceeded to moan in ecstasy. his moans made clit throb, and one thing about billy, he was never afraid to be vocal.

“god- i love this filthy mouth of yours-fuck,” he gave you one rough stroke before you felt his blond pubes up against your face. “ahh that's it, that a good slut,” he praises before you feel hit spurts of cum filled your hoarse throat. you didn't hesitate to swallow all of his milky load.

he grunts before he snatches you up and places you back on top of the counter. you lay on your back as he manhandles your legs open. “i’m gonna warn you y/n, this is gonna feel so much better than my fingers that you'll scream baby,” he buffs.

“i’m counting on it,” he groans as he places himself at your entrance before roughly pushing himself inside resulting in you releasing a lewd moan. the stinging stretch hurt you but it also brought great pleasure. you whimpered at the friction between your walls.

“oh my fucking god, y/n” billy gasps continue to pound into you. “-this wet cunt is to fucking kill for -fuck,” he presses his body into yours giving you short hard thrusts making you yelp at each stroke. you wrapped your hands around his back you could but scratch him as you felt like his dick was touching your heart.

all you could feel was heat and pleasure building up all over your body as he fucked you dumb. all you could do was call out his name and moan “yes, yes, yes” as he hit that spongy spot deep in your core. you couldn't help but spread your legs even more wider so he could fuck you until you passed out.

you were a moaning mess before he abruptly pulled out of you, and roughly put you on your hands and knees. your back arched off the counter before your head was forcefully pushed down into submission. he hastily pushed back into you and pounded you so quick you thought you had whiplash. “yes, yes! ah -fuck- yes,” was all you whimper and moan out as he pumped deeply into you.

as he was plumbing you from behind reached forward and gripped your hair, using it as leverage while forcing every inch into your stretched cunt. he slapped your ass once, twice, three, four times before he put his whole weight on your back. making sure he had you pinned under him. giving you slow, rough, deep strokes into your throbbing pussy.

“you love it when i fuck you like i own you? huh? c’mon baby, i know there's more words left in that precious brain of yours,” he insists. i mean how could you give him a fluent response when he is fucking you so good. you feel like you're becoming a fiend for him.

“yes daddy, you're the only one that fucks me this good,” it was then when you felt that hot aching feeling in your gut. you knew you were going to cum in a matter of seconds. “daddy i’m gonna cum -please, can i cum?” you pant against the counter. he brings his hand around you front and reaches down towards your swelling bud. you couldn't help but squirm under him as the feeling of you needing to come came crashing down on you.

he leans down towards your ear as you get his hot breath panting against your ear through the mask. “cum, slut,” at that moment you felt a weight off your shoulder as you clenched around him and released all over his dick. you moaned as you feel like you were in heaven.

“that's it -fuck- baby, milk my cock just like that,” he praised as you shook under him. he continued to pound into you as your began to feel overstimulated and soon you felt the warmth of his cum fill in your gummy walls as he grunted incoherent words. he reaches over to grab an object that you didn't pay attention to until he places the front of a camera in front of your face.

he made sure the camera faced you and him as he stood over you making sure the camera gets his blood-covered mask. “smile for the camera, doll,” the camera flashed before the picture slid out making you flinch a little.

he stayed there for a few seconds before he caught his breath and pulled his softened dick from your pussy, making you wince. he stared at your fucked out pussy as a mixture of yours and his cum dripping from your hole. he took his index finger and began stuffing it back into you making you wince from being sensitive, before landing a hard smack to your ass causing you to look back at his.

he shrugs at you before pulling up his trousers, and sliding off the mask. he walks by you and place a wet kiss on your cheek, and giving you a charming wink.

“happy halloween doll-face”

a/n: i hope y'all enjoyed this! this took me a week to do, but im not complaining because it was very much worth it. make you guys like, comment, and reblog. i love you guys, bye <3 💋

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ladyofbonten · 2 years

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Spoiled Little Brat

Spoiled little brat (Tattoo Artist AU! Sukuna X barista! reader)

Part of the Sizzling Sextember collab, I wanna thank @blueparadis for hosting this collab <3

TW: use of curse words, degradation, mentions of a gun (Very minor but rather be safe and add), and mentions of blood

Word count: 2785

A/n: If there are any spelling errors, don’t be afraid of letting me know.

MINORS DNI +18 content; Orgasm control, Overstim, S&M, degredation (Bitch, whore, slut etc.), Masterbation (f! recieve), fingering (F! recieving), oral (f! recieve) , hair pulling (M! reciving), biting/marking ( giving and recieving), Praise (if you squint hard enough)

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"Fuck, Gojo if this shit doesn't come off later I swear to god I'll kill you."

"Shut up! You and I both know you're going to be thanking me later for the railing of your life. I'm telling you, if you two have kids, you better make me the god fath- Ow you whore!"

He hissed in pain as he returns the slap to Y/n's shoulder. She simply rolls her eyes as she looks at herself in the mirror. Now, you may be wondering what this duo may be up to. Well, in long story short, their shift was boring and what better way to spice up their shift than to play truth or dare. Only downside, it was not going in Y/n prefered favor. Rather than daring and getting her best friend to do stupid shit, it flipped back on her.

"Are you sure this will do the trick?"

"Are you really doubting your best friend right now? Yes I'm sure."

He rolled his blue eyes as he grabs her phone turning the camera towards her.

"Alright, tits and pussy out, lets give this man a show."

This earns him a quick smack before Y/n grabs her phone then pushes him out of the bathroom. After locking the door she hears a small knock from him and can already see his fake puppy dog eyes.

"Aww come on Y/n! It was a joke~!"

"Yeah okay. I'll do the rest from here."

She laughed knowing he was in fact not joking. Now for her to complete her dare; to push her dom to his breaking point that he'll have to punish her. Unbuttoning her blouse and moving it to the side, she see's where Gojo had written 'Daddy's girl' in eyeliner across her breasts.

'I swear I'll kill him for this.'

She thought as she carfully sets herself up on the floor. With the phone propped to where it only shows her from the neck down, where his previous markings already seemed to fade. Pressing the record button, she gets started.

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"Hey Sukuna, you're still taking that 6 hour piece that Takeda was supposed to do right."

Asked Toji as he found himself in the doorway of his bosses office. He eyed Sukuna, who had been lying his head back in his chair to see if there would any reply before knocking on the doorframe to grab his attention. Noticing he wouldn't be answered, he knocks before asking the question.

"Sukuna?"

"Yeah?"

Sukuna sighed before looking at the older male.

"Just want to comfirm you'll be staying to tattoo Takeda's client that's schedueled from 1-7."

Standing up, he nods and tells Toji he'll be doing it.

'After dealing with another pissed yet stupid customer who got their now ex's names tattooed on them, I could use this sleeve to relax.'

He thought to himself before sending Toji out. As he's about to walk out, he hears his phone vibrate on his desk. Unlocking his phone, he checks his messages where he sees a video Y/n had sent. Without hesitation he closes the door, knowing her, he needs to be careful opening videos. Not even a second in and the speaker echos the sweet sounds of her moans. There she sat on the floor of her work bathroom with her legs open, the camera getting the perfect view of her fingers sliding in and out of her pretty pussy. Sukuna watched as she used her other hand to grope her breasts with silent pleas dying on her tongue as she brought herself closer to her orgasm. The tight feeling of his jeans agaisnt his crotch was getting annoying before he stopped halfway through the video to respond; 'Misbehaving already and it's barely noon. I'll deal with you later.' and send before pocketing his phone.

'So this is how we're doing things now little one?'

He thought to himself before walking out of his office to prep for the 6 hour session ahead of him.

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"I'm home."

Sukuna sighed as he took off his shoes entering their shared home. Peaking from over the back of the couch, Y/n lies watching one of her shows.

"Hey love."

She beamed as he walked by to kiss her forehead. Waiting for the ball to drop, she watches as he goes to their room only to hear the shower turn on. Confused, she walks into the bathroom where Sukuna stood shirtless with just his jeans on.

"Hmm, Wanna join little one?"

He asks before stripping off the rest of his clothing. Y/n nods before also taking her clothes off to join him. The warm water hits her skin as it bounces off his when he reaches for the shampoo. Y/n is pulled into Sukuna as he starts to wash her hair, massaging her scalp knowing that it soothes her when she's stressed. She doesn't notice it at first till Sukuna lightly kisses her temple asking if shes okay.

"Yeah I'm fine, sorry. What did you ask?"

"Have you eaten dinner yet?"

"No, not yet. I wanted to eat dinner with you."

She croaked out too lost in the feeling of his fingers in her hair. He chuckled knowing she enjoyed having her hair washed by him.

"Okay, we'll make dinner together then."

He whispers before they finish their routine. After their shower, they both make their way to the kitchen to start cooking together. As they start doing their own seprate tasks, Y/n gets stuck in her own thoughts as to why he hasn't punished her yet. With her lack of focus, Y/n's clumsy self catches her finger on the knife shes using to cut up vegetables. Sukuna hears her hiss in pain and checks in on her to see where the blad caught her. After assessing the small cut, he grabbed the first aid kit to help her clean the wound. As he finishes placing the bandaid down, she finally asks why he hasn't addressed what she had done earlier in the day.

"So that's why you've been quiet since I got home?"

He chuckled as he put the first aid kit back.

"Well since I know the unknown is most likely eating you alive, I'll give you the relief to know that I won't be giving you your punishment tonight. After having to deal with some rather unpleasent customers and an unexpected 6 hour sleeve today, I'd rather sit on the couch and watch shows with you tonight. Your punishment can wait for another day."

He sighed while encaging Y/n's body with his against the counter. He leaned down to rest his forehead against hers where they stood with their eyes closed in silence. Y/n reaches around his waist and kisses his jaw before apolagizing if she added any unneccessary stress to his day.

"Don't worry little one, the only stress you gave me was if I should leave or not since both Geto and Toji were in the shop today. You know how those two can be if left alone for too long."

He chuckled as he kissed her temple and tossled her hair.

"Dinner will ready soon, go ahead and start setting up the table."

He said as he turned towards the stove to finish dinner. Y/n smiled before sliding behind him to hug sukuna once more from his waist and kissed his back telling him she loves him.

"I love you too, now go set up the table. Food should be done soon."

"Yessir~."

she saluted while winking.

"Good girl."

He smirked and turned around for a split second to slap her ass as she walked away.

'This night didn't end how I thought it would, but it wasn't bad either.'

She thought as she set up the table. The night goes as it typically does, the two spoke about how their days went over dinner before watching a show and falling asleep. It was just an average night that would have an average morning... Or so Y/n thought. Stirring in her wake, Y/n feels like her whole body is vibrating. She attempts to rub the sleep out of her eyes but feels like her hands are bound.

"Wha- whats going on?"

She murmurred opening her eyes. With blurry vision she sees a figure sitting on the opposite side of the room in a chair.

"Awake now, are you sweet heart?"

Sukunas voice carried a little more bass than usual, and thats all it took for Y/n to realize what was going on. Straining to pull her arms close to her only to fail. Looking up she sees where her hands are bound to their bed, and the feeling between her legs, a feeling all to familiar; her vibrator. Quickly turning her attention back to the figure in the corner, there sat Sukuna shirtless in the joggers he fell asslep in the night before.

"Wait, you said you'd deal with me on another day!"

"Today is another day."

Sukuna said with a shit eating grin on his face. Y/n tried making a deal with him, but he shut every possible deal down when he turned up the vibrator. A gasp is pulled out of Y/n as she feels her own arousal grow, whereas Sukuna laughs.

"You know, I was very lenient with your antics yesterday. The videos, the photos, the attitude, and then acting like nothing happened when I walked in through the front door. You're typically bratty in your own way, but yesterday takes the cake for the most bratty behavior yet."

Sukuna tsked as he turned up the setting a few times. A shiver runs through Y/n body at the feeling as she tries holding back a high pitched moan.

"Don't hold back on me now, you were letting out small whimpers like the little bitch you are not too long ago."

"Suku-"

He turned up the setting once more before pulling the waist band of his joggers down to release his own aching cock. Slowly he starts pumping it as he watches Y/n trying not to cum on the silicon toy that is inside of her.

"Wanna try that again?"

"Daddy please?"

she let out a choked sob feeling the knot in her stomach about to snap.

"Please what? I'm not a mind reader, use your words."

"I'm gonna cum."

She whined as she turned her head towards Sukuna.

"Hold out a little longer."

He ordered before taking his time to make his way over to her. The sight of her body tied to the bed, nude, with nothing but pure submission in her eyes, drove him feral. But unlike his lover, he has a lot more self control and patience. Grabbing her by one of her legs, Sukuna lies between them leaving a trail of love bites on her thigh. Looking at Y/n who is caught up in her own pleasure, he pulls out vibrator replacing it with his digits and curling them in an upward motion.

"F-fuck fuck fuck."

She whimpered as he planted his mouth over her clit sending her over the edge. The feeling of her orgasm comes crashing down as she traps sukuna between her thighs while making eye contact. As the feeling of her first orgasm washes over, Sukuna continues to rub circles over her clit with his thumb as he pumps two fingers in and out of her knowing how sensitive she is.

"N-no, too much."

She murmurs trying to close her legs but fails as they're forced back open by Sukuna, who lies there wears a shit eating grin on his face.

"You were the one wanting to cum yesterday were you not? The one to act out in hopes to be punished, so wheres the same energy now?"

"It was dare! Gojo made me do it!"

She confessed.

"Did he have a gun pointed at you?"

"Wha- no of course not."

"Then he didn't force you to do anything. You did it all by yourself sweetheart."

He retorted with a sadistic grin plastered on his face. The feeling of the knot in her stomach starts building up again. The feeling of his thumb rubbing circles against her clit has her arching further into his touch which makes him laugh.

"Oh, such a contradictory of your words."

He smirked before getting closer to whisper in her ear, his voice dropping multiple octuves.

"Your words feign innocence yet your body reveals the true nature of the whore you are."

He proceeds to pull out his fingers before she can finish leaving her whining.

"Don't worry sweetheart, we're not done yet."

He says as he unbinds her wrists.

"On your hands and knees, now."

He ordered. Y/n wasted no time and quickly flipped over, pushing her ass out towards him making him smile as he rests his hands on her hips.

"Not putting up a fight anymore?"

He questioned mocklingly.

"Please."

She begged as Sukuna teased her by rubbing his cock between her folds, coating it with her arousal. Leaning over her, he kisses the back of her neck and nips at the shell of her ear.

"Please what? Use your words."

Further pushing herself back into him she sighs.

"Fuck me."

She barely whispers.

"Speak up Y/n, I don't think I quite got tha-"

"Please fuck me already!"

She cried out tired of his teasing.

"Daddy please I need you."

Theres a moment of silence before Sukuna chuckles.

" I'll induge in your little pleas, but only because you begged for it."

He purred as he wasted no time thrusting into her and bottoming out. They both moan as he does so, and then he whispers to her.

"That and I know you're a slut for my cock."

He pulls out and rams into her pulling out a half moan half scream from her. He continues this building a rythym. The lewd scwelching sound of him constantly thrusting into her echos in the room, the burning trail his hands leave on her skin, and the throaty groans that leave his chest vibrating against her back, drives her insane. Reaching for his forearm, broken pleads and his name fall from her lips.

"What happened sweet heart? All fucked out already?"

Whimpers fall from her lips as the feeling of her orgasm builds up again. Further arching her back is the only response he needs to pulls out.

"Not yet."

He groaned before flipping her over and hooking her legs around his waist. As quickly as he pulled out, he inserts himself back in her making her moan and entangle her fingers with his hair. Quick to build back the rhythym they had before, Sukuna starts kissing and biting her neck and breasts.

"Fuc- please daddy, I'm so close. I need you."

Tears slipped as she softly pled. The feeling of her orgasm on the verge of snapping and having to hold back was pure torture to her. With Sukuna's dark eyes meeting hers, he pulls her into a searing kiss and whispering.

"Go ahead little one, cum like the bitch in heat you are."

That's all she needed before she cried out as her orgasm hit. Dragging her nails against his back and biting his shoulder. Her orgasm was all he needed to send himself over the edge.

"Fuck, you're so perfect for me."

He breathly moaned in her neck as he released his seed inside of her. After finishing his last messy thrusts, he pulls out and pulls Y/n onto his chest to catch their breaths. A few minutes pass as she traces the tattoos that adorn sukuna's chest and he rubs small circles on her lower back.

"I didn't go too far right? I didn't hurt you in any way did I?"

He asked as he examined her wrists and kissing where the binds held her.

"No, I promise I'm okay."

She whispered as she holds his hand in hers and kissing the solf flesh of his palm. He smiles as he kisses her forehead and pulling her into a hug.

"I love you little one, don't you forget that."

"I love you too babe."

They both laid there before Y/n decides to get ready for work, only to be pulled back down in bed.

"Oh, you're not going anywhere."

He chukled as he pulled her back into his chest.

"But what about work?"

I already called us both out for the day."

He hovers over her kissing and smiling as she wraps her arms around his shoulders.

"I told you I wasn't done with you yet and its only noon. We have all day to finish your little punishment."

He said with a smirk on his face.

'Oh dear.'

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ssailormoonn · 1 month

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❛ YOU PLEASE ME ❜

Iguro Obanai X Fem!Reader

WC; 2k+ | !MDNI! | TW/CW : x fem reader, established relationship, boyfriend and girlfriend status, cunnilungus, pwp? oral -> female receiving, male giving, praise, squirting + more

⋆·˚ ༘ *𝑅𝐸𝒬𝒰𝐸𝒮𝒯 :: (filled request) can you please write something with obanai (again💀) with a s/o who is worried that she doesn't perform good in enough in bed? As in she doesn't think she pleases him enough? And then eventually it escalates and he comforts her and...yk👀 - ANON

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You were always conscious about your performance, and you weren't referring to your demo slaying performance, more to, how you pleased Obanai in bed. Obanai wasn't the most verbal during sex, he doesn't let out many noises apart from the occasional moans he lets out or the groan that spills from his lips when he comes into your soft cunt.

And there you two lay, basking in each other's warmth after the sex you two had just had a few hours ago. Obanai was fast asleep in your arms, his head resting against your chest with his knee in between your legs, arms wrapped around you. Your head rested on top of Obanai's and arms wrapped around his figure, making sure he was nice and close to you.

But, you can't help but let the worry fill you up to the brim once more. Because Obanai didn't portray many facial expressions or noises during sex, you always come to think that you don't please him enough. Obanai finishes though, you thought, so he must be enjoying it to a certain extent, right?

You place a kiss on Obanai's forehead and let out a sigh. He sure seems content enough in your arms, he looks so peaceful lying there as he snuggles closer into you before stirring.

"Go back to sleep, Oba'," you gently say as you see his duel-coloured eyes opening groggily while we lift his head from your chest.

His brows furrow slightly in confusion as he looks to the shoji doors which the two of you had left open, it is a beautiful night out and he realises that the moon is high in the sky. It was nowhere near morning.

"Why are you awake?" he asks, his voice slightly scratchy.

"'M just thinking about things," you replied, your heart beating faster when Obanai snuggles further into your body.

A soft gasp leaves your lips when Obanai rolls onto you, causing you to roll onto your back. Obanai still has his leg in between your own but his body weight is all on top of you now and you re-wrap your arms around his back. He finds a comfortable position on your chest, his head cushioned by your boobs.

"About what?" He questions, he was genuinely worried, usually, you'd be knocked out sleeping after the two of you have sex, and he'd have to shake you to wake you up.

Placing another kiss atop of his head, you reassure him, "It's nothing, really, you should go to sleep, Obanai."

"No."

You sweatdrop at his blunt reply. "What do you mean, 'no', love?"

"I won't go to sleep until you do," Obanai murmurs agasint your already marked skin with his nibbles and red hickeys.

"Then you'll be up for a while, so-"

"Just tell me what's wrong," he interrupts and you swallow a lump in your throat which grew over the confronting conversation.

"I was just thinking...about..." you trailed off.

"...About?" he pries.

"It's embarrassing," you say with finality, not wanting to continue the conversation no matter how much you want to tell him.

Obanai lifted his head from your chest, a perplexed look crossing his face, giving you an 'are you serious?' look.

"I'm... your... boyfriend..." he said slowly, confused, not knowing why you were so embarrassed about telling him something.

Obanai has seen you in ways that no one else you know has. He's seen you fall over after stepping out of the bath, he's seen the facial expressions you make during sex, seen you and heard you say many many things that are not appropriate to say around other people. And here you are, saying that you are embarrassed about something.

"Yeah?" you replied.

"Exactly," Obanai says, his face inching closer to yours. "So, tell me."

"Well, it's not exactly... embarrassing," you continue, avoiding your gaze. "It's about when we have... you know."

Concern flickers in Obanai's eyes, instantly becoming worried about you. He didn't even know what you were going to say but all the possibilities were running through his mind. Obanai was worried that he was being too rough with you, hurting you.

Almost simultaneously, when he was thinking about if he was being too rough with you, he sees your eyes well with tears. Obanai's eyes widen, his concern evident to you now.

"H-Hey-"

You cut him off, "I'm sorry."

His brows furrow in confusion. "For what, dear?"

"If I don't make you feel good enough," you replied, avoiding his gaze and placing your palms over your eyes, all your overthinking catching up to you.

Obanai lets out a sigh before gently taking your hands off your puffy eyes and placing a gentle kiss on your forehead. He straddles your waist as he looks down to you and you don't wanna look up to him.

"Why would you think that?" he murmurs confused, he was so scared that he was being to rough with you that he ended up hurting you, so you saying something silly like that lifted the weight off of his chest.

"Well.... you don't seem to sound so into it," you said quietly and he rolls his eyes.

"That's just because I don't, love," he reassures, "if you would prefer I be more vocal, I will be. I value your pleasure so much and you never fail to make me feel good."

"You mean it?" you asked.

"Of course," he replies, his tone affectionate before gently pressing his lips to yours and you close your eyes in peaceful content. "Let me show you, repay you for everything you do to me."

"But, I want to," you mumbled agasint his lips.

"It's my turn, to repay you, to show you how much you mean to me, how good you make me feel," Obanai continues, pulling away from your lips.

Obanai trails soft and delicate kisses down your body and breathless sighs leave your mouth. A soft gasp slips from your lips when he begins to suck harder at your pelvis and lower abdomen. In the process of this, he places your thighs over his shoulders and before you can say anything, a kiss to your bare clit is placed, you mewl in response, back arching in response.

"Oba'," you huff.

"Mmmm," he hums in response, the vibrations getting sent straight to your clit, a moan arousing from your throat as your fingers entangle into his black strands, tugging gently.

He simply showed no desire to stop, because after all, he was doing it not just to satisfy his needs. Your soft thighs were locked on his broad shoulders, holding you in bed. He did this not just to satisfy himself, but also for your good. Obanai really wished you to wake up to your needs otherwise, he would do something he'd regret.

You moaned, hands getting knotted within his long black locks. Your back wanted to arch away from the tingling sensation, to squirm out of his hold, but you were immobilized—utterly weak under his touch.

"Stop moving, love," he intones with a milder iratedness and you obey, trying your utmost not to twitch with the kisses he lathers onto your clit and sticky folds, drenched with your slick. Obanai doesn't hesitate to spread your folds with his fingers and doesn't hesitate in pressing his mouth and nose to your swollen clit, his mouth sucking in and out your hole.

Obanai was going to enjoy himself like there was nobody else there—with you, with your puffy little clit between his lips, sucking it until you came over and over again, with his tongue. Push you with his tongue into overheating.

Your fingers tighten on the grasp you had on his hair, and your grip on your thighs gets firmer when you feel his nose brush into your sensitive clit. A sigh of contentment seeped into your folds as a mewl escaped past your full lips. Moans escape your lips as his tongue drags up to your clit from your drenched hole.

Obanai wants you to whimper and groan as loudly as you can, with your back arched into his tongue as he lewdly suckles your painful clit, and your head flung back hard against the plush pillows underneath you.

That was the instant when you felt your thighs tighten around his head due to his constriction, and you felt a groan that caused you to grind down.

"Obanai! Feels funny!" You whimpered out, that weird feeling in your stomach as something built up inside you, and you didn't know what it was. "Obanai! St'op!! Feel's. weird!!"

"Shhh," Obanai cooed to you against your clit, and you moaned again, the coil in your stomach growing tighter. "You getting close, that's all."

Your eyes widened as he said it It feels so good, but this felt different to an orgasm, something more intense. Closer to your orgasm, two fingers pushed through your folds into your gummy walls, and they immediately found their place. Fingers pressed up against that soft spot deep inside your walls every time he curled his fingers when he inserted them in at a quick pass.

"Yes, that's it, {Y/n}," he moaned against you, his hips rutting into the mattress, trying to relieve some sort of sexual buildup that was anything but getting better.

He was in such dire need of you.

The way your hips pushed back into that rough grind onto his face elicited a groan from you. "Good girl," he praised.

You chant his name, broken letters, and his movements, quicker, hungrier; the single hold he had on your thigh clamped tighter. The coil in your stomach just wound tighter, and the fingers locked more around his locks, they kept him in place, but he groaned more into your folds.

It only pushed me right over the edge, for a moan to spill from the lips at the moment that he pressed his tongue hard against my clit—what was once a soft scream leaving your mouth. The coil in your stomach now unleashed, his face totally drenched. Obanai lifts his head out from your drenched folds; his chin is soaked with your cum.

Your chest heaved with the aftermath, breasts falling to the side from your subtly arched back. His chest swelled with a need for you, more of you, even if you had just had sex a few hours prior, he loved you so much.

Just your pure love, that's all he wants.

'I'm not through with you," were his final words just before his tongue started, once again, to toy with your clit, over except for you. "Gonna show you how good you make me feel."

"Obanai!" you cried in shock from how overwhelmingly the sensation was, a loud moan slipping past your lips, and your thighs clenched extremely tight around his head. This time, he wouldn't let you block his airways, his hands trying to pry open your thighs. And this time, he really would make you come with nothing but his tongue.

And so you did, a thousand times. Over and over your clit throbbed and ached. Your pussy ached and gaped for more, but he didn't give it to you. You'd begged for him to stop, but you knew he wouldn't. Obanai knew you didn't want this, no matter your actions and words. Your cunt begged harder for more and more releases.

Obanai continued to lap up from your folds, and you were definitely sure of a different sensation bubbling inside. "Obanai! Wait!" You whimper, but still, your juices spill out from your cunt all over his face, the liquid obviously wetter than earlier.

Obanai leans up from between your legs, the realization that it was you who just squirted. He wasn't expecting that, but god, he craved more of you. But, he realises how tired you were. He places a few kisses on your jawline and neck, not wanting to kiss you after eating you out, he finds that a tad bit gross.

"That there, is how I feel inside every time we have sex," Obanai mutters agasint the shell of your ear, his breath tickling your skin.

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bokuroskitten · 3 years

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𝔓𝔯𝔬𝔪𝔬𝔱𝔦𝔬𝔫

〈Kuroo never seem to get the promotion, unless he has the help of his good luck charm(s)

❉Genre: NSFW 18+ (minors dni) ❉warning(s): tw: blood, Poly relationships (Bokuroo x Reader), DDLG dynamics (Papa and Daddy titles used), fingering (female receiving), oral (male receiving), slight exhibitionism. ❉Character(s): Timeskip! Bokuto Koutarou x Kuroo Tetsurō x Fem!Reader

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Fucking hell.” Bokuto murmured to himself from the back seat of the sleek sports car he sat in. The white button up he had decided to wear to the job today was sprinkled with droplets of blood. It had been a messier shift than usual, and now his shirt had paid the price.

His thumb brushed over his collar bone, grumbling out an annoyed “fuck” when blood was smeared along the pad of his finger. Akaashi looked to Bokuto through the review mirror, before he turned into the private driveway with ease. “You’re usually never this messy, Bokuto-San.” “Yea well, that guy was an asshole.” The grey haired male barked out, knowing very well it wasn’t Akaashi’s fault but sometimes unable to hold back his frustrations. He hated coming home like this, despite Kuroo working along side him most of the time. He just didn’t like when YOU had to see it, the violence or the dark stuff that came with the jobs him and Kuroo had to do. Even though you were all aware and stayed with them regardless, he still didn’t like bringing it home. “Thanks for the ride Akaashi. See you tomorrow.” Bokuto spoke as he quickly opened the door. Akaashi nodded to his leader, rolling down the window to speak. “Did you need me to call someone to come pick up that suit? They’ll get all the blood out.” Bokuto waved a yes, knowing Akaashi knew him well enough for his answer without having to actually say it. The male sighed as he easily clicked open the front door. He expected to be welcomed home by at least one of his partners, but it only made his brows furrow with more irritation to be met with silence. “Hello?” He called to the open hallway, finally hearing the muffled voice of Kuroo. “One moment please— Bo, in the office love.” Bokuto was rolling up the sleeves of his dirtied shirt as he headed for the office. “Are you on the phone or something Ro? Where’s Birdy? I thought she’d be home. Today was such a shit sh—“ He paused when he finally walked into the office, his eyes meeting those of Kuroo’s which were currently lit up with devilish mischief. He was indeed on the phone, having it pressed up against his ear with shoulders as his palms...

One was pinning your arms against your back, while the other was buried between your trembling thighs. You were stuck over Kuroo’s lap, ass up and bruised and body naked. You looked to Bokuto and whimpered softly into the tie that had been stuffed between your lips, the one he assumed belonged to Kuroo. “Ah~ this is why y’all couldn’t respond.” Bokuto murmured, lowering his voice as Kuroo continued on with his business call, fingers still causing a mess between your legs. Bokuto had to chuckle, approaching slowly as to not make a sound. He took hold of your chin, slowly rose your face so you could look him in the eye. They were wide and filled with tears, another whimper muffled through fabric making Bokuto’s grin grow even bigger. He bent at the knees, thumb quick to scoop up the tear that slipped from your eye. “You look so pretty like this Birdy...~” Bokuto spoke in a whisper, his eyes darting up to Kuroo only to see that his voice didn’t disturb the call. “Daddy’s really been giving it you huh?” You nodded desperately, wanting to reach for him but only having Kuroo’s large palm grip your wrists tighter, his fingers only leaving your core to give your rear a quick swat before going back to work. Your eyes widened as your body jolted, facing lulling into Bokuto’s warm and inviting palm. Bokuto chuckled again, this time slowly pulling the tie from between your swollen lips. You gasped softly when it was removed, chest heaving as you caught your breath, whined softly at Bokuto. “P-Papa~” you pleaded, only to be shushed by Bokuto who ran his thumb over your bottom lip, knowing you’d happily suck it between your petals. “Only a little longer Buba, you’re Daddy’s good luck charm remember?” Bokuto encouraged, pressing kisses along your dampened face. It was more that Kuroo just loved teasing you while he was on business, the threat of someone hearing your pretty cries turning both you and him on. But things did seem to work in his favour whenever he had you begging and whimpering for him while on a business call. So it became a regular thing. Kuroo let out a hearty laugh into the phone, his eyes peering down at Bokuto and sending a wink his way, all the while two of his fingers pressed into your sweet spot. You bit down gently on Bokuto’s thumb, an attempt to stay quiet as possible and failing as you curled your toes in sweet delight. Bokuto’s hissed softly, biting his own lip as his own excitement seems to build within his pants. Considering his suit was already a mess from earlier, he thought a little more fun wouldn’t hurt. “Let’s keep you quiet hm Birdy? Want papa to help you?” You nodded, struggling to find proper words as Kuroo massaged that spot within your spongy walls, edging you on closer and closer to a high. Bokuto pulled his thumb from your lips with a pop and was back to standing. He eased his belt off, unzipping his slacks to easily pull his cock free of its confines. It was semi hard as he held it towards your face, watching the ways your eyes glazed with desire and your mouth lulled open submissively. “That’s it pretty girl.” He praised, easing his length between your lips. You kept your eyes glued on him as he pushed all the way into your shallowed cheeks, gagging ever so softly as his tip brushed against the back of your throat. Bokuto groaned softly, rolling his hips at a low pace so he wouldn’t make too much noise. He ran his fingers through your hair, grabbing a handful at the nape of your neck that had your eyes watering. He looked to Kuroo again to see he was blushing a bit , eyes clouded with desire as he watched Bokuto thrust into your pretty mouth. “Sounds good, what day do you think we can have this all planned?” Kuroo spoke into the phone, the pace of his fingers suddenly picking up within your clamping walls. It had you gagging around Bokuto, fists curling up tight as you sat on the very edge of pleasure. Bokuto had to lick his lips, picking up his pace just a little bit as your little moans of delight sent vibrations all the way up his spine. “Good girl, let’s both cum for daddy and give him double the luck? Can you do that for me Birdy~?” You nodded as best you could, nosing into his pelvic bone as he stuffed your mouth with his cock. Kuroo was smirking from ear to ear at that remark, and yet his voice stayed so professional over the phone. Bokuto’s grip on your hair tightened as he picked up his pace, the lewd sounds of him thrusting into your mouth almost making him moan out loud. You had such a perfect mouth, and you took him so well as he fucked into your hallowed cheeks. You could feel the way he pulsed against your tongue, drools dribbling down your chin as you let out the softest whimpers around his shaft. When your core clumped down on Kuroo’s fingers he had to take a deep breathe, his smirk grown to it usual cat like grin as his employer gave his usual bullshit ending speech. Kuroo took that has his que to press harshly against your sweet spot. Your eyes widened, body jolting as you gagged on Bokuto’s cock and finally gushed over Kuroo’s fingers. His fingers kept up that pace so you could ride out the high, the feeling of you squirming and whimpering in his lap only making it all that much more satisfying. All the while Bokuto bit back a moan, finishing quicker than usual as he watched you crumble so easily under Kuroo’s touch. He saw the way your cheeks bulged, tears finally spilling as he shot his warm load down your throat. “Thank you so much Sir for your time, I look forward to working with you.” Kuroo spoke, before he hung up the phone. As soon as the conversation was done let out a hearty laugh, his fingers finally slowly down between your throbbing walls. “I got the promotion!! It was going south so it’s a good thing Bokuto came home when he did.” “Congrats babe...” Bokuto huffed out, his cheeks still a bit red as he slowly pulled out of your mouth. He groaned softly when he pulled out with a pop, watching your naked form slump into Kuroo’s lap. Kuroo hummed, finally letting go of your pinned arms so he could massage them out instead. “C-congratulations Daddy...~” Your voice was raspy as you spoke, which made both of the boys chuckle softly. “I couldn’t have done it without you and this perfect pussy kitten~” Kuroo teased, allowing you to nuzzle yourself in his lap to calm down after the high of your orgasm. Kuroo looked up to Bokuto then, brows furrowed when he finally noticed the blood that stained Bokuto’s shirt. “Oh? A messy day huh? Why don’t we all shower together then?” “Movie night?” You questioned softly, finally rubbing away the drool that tried to dry on your chin. Kuroo held you tighter then, pressing a kiss to your hairline. Bokuto happily agreed, stripping down right there in the office. “Oh fuck yea. We’re cuddling all night long.”

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dvlboy · 3 years

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himbo top s/o x mondo

headcannons

I do plan on posting a thingy where anons can ask questions about me just so that we get to know eachother a bit more hehe

tw: NSFW corruption, size kink, dumbification, degrading later in chapter

you first met mondo through The Crazy Diamonds

your brother joined the gang, and you being the nosey little shit you were decided to follow him and see where your big brother went, so you tagged along a few blocks behind after seeing him sneak out after dark

OH BOY you were never caught so fast and scared so shittily in your life lmao

SFW

scary men on bikes = danger

Thats when you met mondo, who was thrown with you seeing that the two of you were the same age

It was kind of awkward in the beginning, the two of you had nothing in common but when you clicked YOU CLICKED

you were young n clueless so you kind of just followed your brother and him around, happy and not a thought in your mind

one day you didn’t show up, and stopped showing up after that

turns out your parents heard you leave and thought they were getting robbed, when they found out they panicked and forbid you from coming

your brother went anyways lol, he kept the gang updated on their little brother :’)

mondo was quite sad because he missed you and could only hear you from another person :(

the next time that you two met was in Hope’s Peak. When you walked through that door mondo was shocked

you looked like God took some clay and slapped you with it. how one person could get beefier and taller then he was, was above his head

you looked really excited to meet everyone, but mondo could tell from the way you looked at him showed that you didnt recognize him :(

you kind of flocked between people before locking eyes with him

you thought you knew him but you didnt?? what?? before you could say anything the teacher came in and started :(

but after class, the first thing you did was flock over to him and poke him.

He was kind of annoyed but his soul almost flew out of his body to see someone giant staring down at him

The two of you had to have a few conversations before it finally clicked that you DID know him. man did you stick to him like glue after that.

mondo sometimes gets a bit insecure because you cant catch a hint at all, and he wonders why you choose to stick to him when your entire class loves you

it does make him smug that no one unwanted interrupts him because his status as a gang leader scares everyone off

doesnt work on his close friends they watched him fall down stairs

anyways you really enjoy bein with other people

carrying chihiro on your back? chucking baseballs as hard as you can to leon and watching him gulp in fear? yes

but in all honesty, you like (most) of your class, and it shows because you would be the person to help them with anything

youre the person that waits for them to finish tying their shoelaces before walking with them so theyre obviously VERY protective

DATING

you make the first move and show up to his dorm with flowers and blankets n movies

mans is sputtering and is flustered all over but he does enjoy getting coddled

he enjoys having someone else take care of him but sometimes you need to get a hint

youre a dumbass and it really shows

when you tell the class they were very sweet but did let mondo know that if he hurts you his pompadour will just be pom.

despite being a sweetie, when people first meet you they are very scared

so when you get with a gang leader on the same level of beefyness and scariness its terrifying

when he gets into fights he will 100% say “oh yea? here comes my boyfriend, the one that can easily rip out your spine >:)”

sometimes fails as you come walking in with a tiny cactus in a pot, with a massive grin on your face

he really enjoys when you lean your head on his lap

he really is whipped for you and would really do anything

which leads to really fun dates because you two are just “head empty, fun with lover”

and do stupidly cute shit

you two would go on a date day and just run through all he things you both wanna do

cat cafe, arcade, beach, checking up on the gang in like 6 hours its like a speedrun like me trying to post this before it gathers too much attention cause its unfinished and i messed up

he stumbled in on you trying to convince terteru to help you learn to make one of mondos favourite desserts

it was so funny because youre all pouty and begging to get help from a gross slime child whos like up to your kneecaps LOL

he managed to hear the explanation as to why you were begging and he had to walk away or else his blush wouldn’t go down

loves pda

sits on your lap, pushes you against the wall and kisses you, holds hands with you, and sometimes gives you a little love bite on the neck during lunch

really likes cuddling between your chest but not in school

Also really loves when you brush his wet hair and play with it

its a very fun relationship to witness, with two himbos in love

NSFW

mondo is a power bottom. I will not be taking any feedback no sir

despite you being physically much larger in all aspects, youre his little toy to play with

you knew very little about sex with a male before you met him. he is smug that hes the one to take you.

it may be your very large cock going up his ass, but hes the one in charge.

he loves giving oral, and likes the feeling of his throat bulging to make room for your large size

has a thing for facials, and likes the feeling of your warm cum on him

his favourite positions are ones where he has control

cowboy, reverse cow boy, along those lines yeah

for part of his birthday gift you agreed to let him use your body and to try out bondage

you got handcuffed to your bed as he milked you dry with his mouth and ass

he is a very handsy person, and an incredibly loud moaner

you actually enjoy when he rides you because sometimes you get scared that you’re hurting him so you want him to be comfortable

his favourite thing to do is to bury his face inbetween the crevice of your neck, and hearing your deep grunts in his ear

his hands either wrap around your neck, or he uses them to fondle and play with your pecs

mondo can go 2/3 rounds, and each time he tries something different

when he gets horny he gets what he wants, you guys have messed around in parks, behind food stands and in school

he will whisper in your ear about

he likes to put his hands over his stomach and feel the flesh make way for your girth, and he finds it incredibly hot to find a bulge the shape of your cock

he can’t help how sensitive he is, and after the first round he finds it hard to communicate, with him just becoming a babbling mess that sloppily rides up and down your body.

once pleasure rots both of your minds and you can’t think properly, if you lovingly call him your dirty little slut, or your cum whore and tell him to let you take control, he will whine and slop over, giving you access to him.

you dont want to hurt him, but sometimes your mind gets a bit too hazy, and the next thing you know hes pressed against a wall, and you’re grabbing his hair or neck as you plow him, his moans echoing

you find it cute when you whisper about how he corrupted you, how he’s the reason why you’re acting like an animal, or how he’s the reason why you’re always horny because you can’t get enough and he needs to take responsibility especially because his grunts and moans get louder and he clenches around you

when he cums, he cums alot. most of the time its over your chest or on the wall

either way, he loves the duality between the man in the streets and the beast in the sheets, sometimes he wonders how you can be the same person

just dont forget to give him aftercare, lotion his body and cuddle him after

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voxmortuus · 3 years

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Tonight, I Make You Mine

PAIRING: Creature!Ateez Park Seonghwa x F!Reader

UNIVERSE: Fantasy AU

WORDS: 3.4k

SUMMARY/PROMPT: It marks one year of a relationship with Seonghwa and he has a plan, a romantic plan, he wants to make you his in more than one way, he wants to show you what he is, he wants you to want him for all he was and he couldn't hide what he is to you anymore, and the way he shows you what he is, is a moment you will never forget in your life. In the end, you vow to spend the rest of your life with him.

NOTE: This is my first time writing anything like this. Please be kind to me, and I will absolutely take constructive criticism. I'm sorry if this is horrible! Also, there are links to some things such as outfits and the scent of the women's cologne and one other special surprise at the end.

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You never thought it would happen, falling for Seonghwa like this, but honestly, it was easy. He cherished every moment with you, he loved you to the moon and back, and at times you questioned if he just settled. You never wanted to keep him from what would make him happy. He did well for himself. He knew what he wanted in his life, and here you were questioning Seonghwa. With a loaded breath, you sat there looking at your phone when you see the date. Today was the day, a special day he told you to get ready for. Licking your lips, you push yourself off the couch and walk to your room.

You opt for a cute dark blue daisy printed summer dress, and you put your hair up with loose curls. You decide to go with soft makeup and his favorite, Jo Malone, Wood Sage & Sea Salt Cologne/Perfume. A coastal aroma that will transport the wearer to the shore, with sea salt that's infused with wood sage and a bit of citrus to create a unique fragrance that you can’t quite put your finger on at times. The opening is oceanic with sea salt but is given a typical aquatic partner with the grapefruit. It is so fresh and abyssal but dries down with a bit of sweetness and light woody undertones. Let's not forget the sage, which is a part of the opening but comes into its own later. He loved that scent on you, one of his favorites, and you make sure you keep stocked on it. It was one of the many things that attracted him to you.

Looking at your phone, you let out a small breath, and you begin pacing your shoes echoed in your home against your wood floors. You were anticipating him being here, and you were nervous. Today marked one year you had been with him, and tonight was a special night. Tonight was a night that you had been waiting for. A night he had been preparing you for, for what felt like a long time. He had it all planned, and you were anxious. It was almost like you were on edge. You had no clue how to respond to most things, and this was something you didn't expect at all. You were used to life throwing you curve balls, and today was going to be no different.

You look at the time and make your way outside; you just couldn't wait any longer. You had been pacing your living room for hours. When you got out there, you got there just in time to see Seonghwa pull up, so it was good timing. Making your way down the steps, you stand there as he gets out of the car. Looking over him, you bite your lip, your hand fidgets with your dress, he wore a black suit, and he looked so handsome, so perfect. You smile as he greets you with a kiss on your cheek. Smiling sweetly, again, you kiss him back and watch as he extends his hand to open the car door.

"Thank you Seonghwa." He smirks, nodding his head, and makes his way around to get in on his side.

Your nerves are getting the better of you. Seonghwa reaches over and places his hand on your thigh; looking over, you smile at him. You couldn't take the quiet anymore. You bite your lip and look over his profile and smile, god he was handsome, and there was just something about him you can't quite put your finger on.

"Seonghwa, where are we going?" You inquire.

"It's a surprise, Love." He smirks, and you bite your lip.

"But I don't do well with surprises." You give him a hopeful look that maybe he'll tell you.

He only chuckles, shaking his head, "No love, I'm sorry."

You give a tiny pout and fidget with your skirt while his hand grips your thigh a little tighter, almost telling you to not fidget. Your hands stop fidgeting, and he lets out a small chuckle; you look over at him and tilt your head and watch him a moment. He gives a side smirk and takes a turn. You weren't paying attention to really anything around you, so when he pulled into the parking lot, you looked around, and it was empty. Looking at the building, you smiled and got excited!

"The aquarium!? I've been wanting to go for so long! I'm so excited!"

"Well, I've been paying attention, and I just felt like this was the right place, that and I've got it so it's all ours for the night."

"Seonghwa! This is so... this is... perfect." You lean over and plant a kiss on his lips.

With a chuckle, he leaned into the kiss, and you both got out of the car. Locking it behind him, he places his keys in his pocket and takes your hand. Your heart sputters a bit like it always does. Walking beside him, it was like he towered over you. Walking to the entrance, he smiled and grabbed his keys from his pocket- he held the key in his hand a moment before finding the key to the door and unlocking it. You look at him in awe; you two really were the only ones here.

Walking in, he locks the door behind him after letting you in. Looking at you, he smirks. "Where do we go first?"

"Oh, Seonghwa, I have no idea. I want to see everything."

"Ok," He chuckles, "How about you follow me." He takes your hand and leads you down one of the dark hallways.

Looking around, you enter a tunnel of water, looking above at the blue above, you smile. It was so pretty, so calming. Your hand touches the glass as you step to it, seeing a school of fish in the distance and a shark above. Your heart pounds. You look at him and grin wide. You were like a child in a candy store, and you couldn't wait to see more.

As you two walk deeper into the building, you're in awe by what you see, the colors, the vibrance of it all. Seonghwa chuckles, letting go of your hand, watching you. He slips his hands into his pants pockets and tilts his head, watching you. His heart flutters watching you, the enjoyment he got from this was something he thought he would never find. Seonghwa was always the kind to seclude himself, isolate, and turn a blind eye to the things around him, and here you were, opening his eyes to everything around him. Because of you, he has come out of his shell, and if it wasn't for you, he would never want to explore. Because of you, he explores more. But tonight was special.

Getting to the middle of the building, he looks around and smiles at you. You turn around and notice a blanket in the middle under the dome of water. He smiles and looks at you.

"Y/N, there is something I want to ask you, something I want, and need. Something I want to show you."

You nod your head looking over his face. A little nervous you let out a soft breath.

"I've found who I am with you, I've found myself with you, Y/N. If it wasn't for you, I'd likely be in my house dwelling the day. I want to spend my life with you, Y/N. I want to love you and be with you every day. If you'd have me of course." He looks over your face.

Tilting your head, you step to him and place your hand on his chest and look over his face and give a smile and you look deep into his eyes. "Of course I will, Seonghwa."

"You may second guess, I'm not like other people, Y/N." He tells you.

"So? You understand me and I understand you."

"I don't think you understand. I'm different."

"Show me." You tell him looking deep into his eyes.

He looks you deep in the eyes and licks his lip. He wraps his left arm around you tightly. He lets out a soft breath and you feel this warm, wet, sticky thing wrap around your leg, you go to look down, but with his right hand, he takes your chin and keeps your eyes on him. The way it moves around your leg, feeling it inch, crawl, the suction you look over his face, and your eyes grow wide as it wraps around your thigh, inching its way up, stopping just before it gets to your sex. You let out a soft breath, feeling one on the other leg, but he keeps his hand on your chin, and you look deep into his eyes.

"I told you, I'm not like others..."

"What are you? What is this, that? What is on me?"

"Do you trust me, Y/N?"

"Yes, more than anything Seonghwa, but tell me what is this?"

"This is me... this is what I am. Do you want more?"

Without even questioning, you nod your head and look over his face. "I love you, nothing can change that Seonghwa." you whisper.

He looks over your face and kisses you deeply as the tentacles wrap around your leg tighter and slide up your leg a little further, one begins to play with your clit while the other runs itself along your lower lips. Biting your lower lip you let out a shaky breath and rest your head against his chin. "Tonight, I make you mine." He whispered tilting your head up and kisses you deeply. You return the kiss, deepening it, gripping at his coat lapels, and moan against his lips as the suction of one of the tentacle cups your clit and works at it almost as if it is sucking on your clit, the other tentacle gets excited about your wetness and starts to toy with the entrance of your sex.

You feel another tentacle making its way between your legs. Your lips against his your hands gripping his jacket, his arm wrapped around your waist and another around your throat holding you close you now have 4 tentacles between your legs, one toying with your clit, two massaging either side of your sex, and one playing with the wet entrance. Your hips move slightly. "Please... make me yours." you whisper against his lips.

A tentacle comes up slithering up your spine up the back of your dress and he looks over your face, and strips you of your dress, laying it on the floor next to you, the blanket beneath you both, surrounded by pillows, he looks over you, licking his lips he steps back a bit, watching as the tentacle wraps around you a couple times with another to make you sturdy, one slithers up your spine to the base of your neck, you look at him, watching them protrude from him, such beauty in such an odd way, the color, the pink, the purple, the blues and yellows, something so amazing. You watch him and look over his face. You hold out your hand, while one is wrapped around you under your breasts reaches over and slowly wraps around your arms, inching to your palm and places itself in your palm. You let out a small chuckle and look back at him, nodding your head.

The two tentacles that are wrapped around you lean you back, the two that are wrapped around your legs lift you off the ground. Your breathing picks up but you being to relax. You have 2 more tentacles reaching out to wrap around your arms while the others that are wrapped around you cup your breasts and begin to flick at your nipples, wrapping around them until they are hard and begin to play with them, while the tentacle playing with your wetness enters into you. You let out a gasp as it begins to inch into you further, you feel the way it squirms inside you, feeling the suction cups rub against you causing you to shiver and moan softly. Whimpering as the tentacle against your clit becomes more rigorous in its motions.

The two massaging the sides of your sex decide to join the one inside and they twirl together and plunge into you, moving in and out stretching you and massaging against your walls, the suction cups adding extra texture. You let out a soft moan, as he watches you, his cock hardens a little more, feeling the excitement. The hardness of himself restricts in his pants. He lets out a soft groan feeling what the tentacles are feeling which only excites him even more.

As the tentacles work your sex, penetrating as far as they felt they could go, stopping at your cervix you let out a heavy moan and ball your hands into fists. The tentacles work their ways, squirming inside you in and out the suctions gripping at your wetness as you moan louder they move faster.

"Oh Seonghwa, faster, please." You beg.

As you beg your breathing grows faster and he grows harder, he removes himself from his pants, grips his cock in his hand and begins to stroke himself. He lets out a soft moan licking his lower lip taking it into his mouth biting at it a bit. You watch him and you moan louder.

"Fuck." you whimper. The tentacles work faster pumping into you harder and faster. Your breasts being squeezed by the others and the others that are wrapped around you wraps a little harder while they spread your limbs a little further. Seonghwa steps closer to you and the tentacles lay you on the blanket and rest your head on the pillows, the tentacles work your body, playing with your senses as one wraps around your neck, he kneels in front of you and two tentacles remove themselves from your sex they wrap around your legs and the one that was left inside you removes itself and starts playing with your back hole.

Biting your lip you look over him as he strokes his cock faster, hovering in front of you as he kneels, your hips rise, almost encouraging him to enter you, he tilts his head and smiles, kneeling down he looks over you and he shoves his cock deep inside you, your hips buckle your back arches and at the same time, he plunges into you the tentacle playing at your back hole shoves itself into you at the same time, penetrating you to a whole other level. You let out a loud moan of pleasure.

With a loud moan of desire escaping his lips, his lips smash against yours while the tentacles play with your breasts, the others pulsate around your limbs, the other pumping in and out of your arse, and him pumping in and out of your sex you are in a state of euphoria, you're unable to collect your thoughts, your breathing picks up and you're close to a climax but you want all of the pleasure he can offer you.

"Good god, you feel so good, Seonghwa, your cock feels perfect, you're perfect. I'm all yours. My fuck I'm all yours!" You scream.

"All. Mine." He grunts as he feels himself close to a climax. Holding you tightly with his tentacles, he has one come up and wrap around your neck, gripping you as it pulsates and squirms almost massaging your throat as both he and his tentacle pump faster into you.

Moaning, you look over his face. "Harder... Please." you beg.

As he is happy to oblige to your request, he drives his cock and tentacle harder and deeper into you. Letting out a heavy moan you arch your back into him. Dripping with your own juices he feels them gush around his cock as he slams into you, feeling how wet you are the way you massage his cock with your walls he closes his eyes and takes a nipple into his mouth as his tentacle grips your throat tighter as they pump harder into you, your breathing and moans pick up faster, judging the volume and the speed and frequency of your moans he, himself grows closer to a climax.

"I want to feel you cum... so do they." He growls against your breast. Without questioning two tentacles enter you along with his thick hard cock. You let out a loud moan feeling yourself being stretched and you grip at the blanket. The tentacles wrapped around your arms hold your arms above your head and you let out a pleasurable scream. Without a second guess, another tentacle enters your back hole along with the other and you scream again. Your body shakes and quivers in pure pleasure. "Cum for us, Y/N!" He demands.

Without even a shadow of a doubt, your body releases all of what it could, shaking. Feeling you soak him and the tentacles, he lets out a heavy groan, gripping at your hips tightly, surely leaving bruises as he releases himself inside, you, pumping further. He didn't stop, nor did the tentacles. As they worked with him, the one around your throat started to massage a bit and he kept pumping, harder, faster, wanting another. "Again." He demands. Hovering over your lips, wanting to feel your breath, your body shook and gave another climax. He pulled himself from you and reached down watching the tentacles fuck you he stroked his soaking wet dripping cock.

The faster they moved the more they squirmed inside you the more you orgasmed, the harder he stroked. When your body started to shake you were unable to think straight, he hovered over you and the tentacle that was around your throat pulled your head up and you opened your mouth and he places his cock in your mouth as you begin to take him into your mouth. He grips your hair at the top of your head and fucks your mouth. Within a few moments he explodes in your mouth, like the good girl you are, you swallow every drop of him.

Slowly the tentacles pull from you, receding back to him, hiding, you look over his face as he kneels over you putting himself away, looking down at you. You bite your lip and you move in a way to stand in front of him, you pull his head to your stomach and hold him close.

"Seonghwa, I vow to you, right here, under the fish above, I am yours, I will have all of you, forever, for always. As long as you have me."

He looks up at you, standing, he leans over, and grabs your dress, sliding it back onto you, and smiles. "Forever, for always." He reached into the pocket of his suit coat and looks over your face and smiles, he wanted to wait. You smile taking his hand, looking around heading down another tunnel and you spot some octopi and smile wide. He stops and looks at you, getting down on one knee he looks up at you.

"Y/N, you've seen all of me, you've seen what I am, felt what I am, and didn't run, you've taken me for all I am, and now, I kneel here, before you, with one question. I vow to you, to be honest, to be true, and to be yours like you have done for me. Y/N I have one question... Marry me?" He looks over your face almost in the horror of being rejected.

You hear him, and you listen to what he says, your eyes close, your throat feels heavy, you let out a soft breath and turn around, "Seonghwa, of course, I will." You wrap your arms around him and hold him close. "I would be honored."

Not saying a word he pulls from you and places the ring on your finger, a special ring with a red cognac and black diamond with a tentacle band, special for you both. Smiling you admire it a moment and hug him again. Taking his hand he looks at your legs and chuckles watching his mess drip down your legs, licking his lips he smiles.

"How about we go back to my place, and you and I take a bath... and see where the night takes us from there." He chuckles.

Eagerly nodding your head, he picks you up and carries you back to the car forgetting about the blankets and pillows in the middle figuring he'd grab them tomorrow, he makes his way to the car and you two are off to his home.

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💙 Founders Trio Masterpost 💙

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Group requests (+misc characters):

Having an argument with their s/o SFW + smut (+Izuna) ❣️

Kinks/quirks ❣️

If their s/o stopped talking about their problems + Izuna

With a spirited, artsy s/o

Giving their s/o oral under their desk (Madara, Hashi, Izuna) ❣️

Winter headcanons

Their s/o being threatened by a spiteful clan member

Falling for someone who is notoriously unruly

Their s/o collapsing in front of them for no reason

Gods!AU + Mito + Izuna

Confessing to human s/o that they’re Gods

Helping a s/o with post-partum depression

The darkest thing they’ve ever done (mentions of violence/murder)

Husband/boyfriend headcanons (Hashi, Madara)

With a s/o who overworks herself

Getting a strip tease ❣️

Taking care of their newborn twins (Hashi, Tobi)

Playing an intense game of Scrabble + Izuna

When their s/o gets their wisdom teeth pulled

Finding out their s/o slept with them because they felt pressured + Izuna

S/o arguing with him over his possessiveness (Madara, Tobirama)

When someone is obviously flirting with them and their s/o is jealous

Phone sex/sexting ❣️

Falling for the daimyo

When they ejaculate prematurely ❣️

Their wives are best friends (Tobirama and Madara)

Their wives finding issue in the way they raise the kids

With a s/o that likes to sleep alone

Jealous of their s/o’s guy friend

Comforting their s/o after a bad nightmare

Sex with their s/o after pregnancy (Hashi, Madara)

Kid is kidnapped and used as bait (Hashi, Tobi)

S/o has sexsomnia ❣️

Poly relationship (Hashi, Madara)

With a s/o who loves to celebrate holidays (Hashi, Madara)

Birthday sex (Madara, Hashi) ❣️

How they deal with their s/o’s group of female friends always coming over

As uncles to each other’s kids (Hashi, Tobi)

Their s/o’s being friends (Hashi, Tobirama)

Period sex ❣️

Someone tries poisoning their s/o

Favorite sex positions + Izuna ❣️

Poly relationship with Hashi and Tobirama ❣️

S/o struggles with psychosomatic pain (Madara, Tobirama)

Masturbation headcanons + Izuna ❣️

Pillow talk

With a s/o who squirts a lot ❣️

Creampie headcanons (Madara, Tobirama) ❣️

Being crackhead fathers + Izuna

Being told their s/o has never had an orgasm ❣️

Going on a dangerous mission with their s/o headcanons

Baker s/o headanons

What they smell like + Mito

Individual character requests (some will link to group requests anyways)

Hashirama Senju

More dad headcanons

Girl or boy/names for his firstborn

Game of Thrones AU

Under the desk blowjob from s/o ❣️

How many kids he would have

At a strip club ❣️

As a sugar daddy ❣️

Finding out his s/o is a masochist ❣️

Pottermore wand

In love with a young s/o (his student)

When his s/o is drunk and horny ❣️

His s/o going into labor

Texting habits

Daddy kink ❣️

Orgasm face ❣️

What makes him most drawn to his s/o

Make up sex ❣️

S/o breaking his heart

Dirty dreams ❣️

High school Au headcanons

High school romance headcanons

Reaction to his s/o saying she’s pregnant

Sex songs ❣️

SFW & smut with a male s/o ❣️

How he’d ask someone to prom/hc

His s/o dancing sensually

With a chubby s/o

Watching porn with his s/o ❣️

Around his crush

Giving oral to fem s/o headcanons ❣️

Things he’d say/like to hear for seduction

In a haunted house with s/o

Getting dark and sexy ❣️

Nicknames for s/o

Insecure s/o headcanons ❣️

Thinking his s/o is cheating

Road rage

Drunk headcanons ❣️

Reaction to s/o wanting an abortion

Finding his s/o crying

Nen type

Butts vs boobs

(tw mentions/notions of abuse) If he’d hit his s/o or kids

(tw mentions of self-harm/suicide)Reaction to s/o’s suicide attempt

What underwear he’d like ❣️

Dick headcanons ❣️

Kinks ❣️

Cuddling headcanons

His relationship with Tobirama’s s/o more here

Scenarios

Oral Smut ❣️

S/o’s First Time ❣️

Bathtime Smut ❣️

Tobirama Senju

What kind of spouse he’d like for an arranged marriage

Orgasm denial ❣️

With a smart s/o who acts like an airhead

His s/o wanting to have an orgy with his shadow clones ❣️

Smooth talking/dirty talking ❣️

With a shy s/o who warms up eventually

Arguing with his s/o and they shut him up with a blowjob ❣️

With a s/o who has social anxiety

In a relationship with an old enemy

Arranged marriage SFW+smut with a stoic girl ❣️

At the beach

Jealous/angry sex ❣️

With an excitable friend

Falling in love with Madara’s s/o

He has an illness that only Madara’s s/o can cure

Making up with his s/o after arguments

During the honeymoon phase with a s/o headcanons

Accidentally making his girl cry

Pastimes with his s/o

With a s/o w lots of sexual energy ❣️

Girl or boy/names for his firstborn

As a sugar daddy SFW + smut ❣️

Would he be a good s/o?

Game of Thrones AU

At an onsen with s/o ❣️

Under the desk blowjob from s/o ❣️

Tobirama x fem x Madara threesome ❣️

(tw mentions of self-harm/suicide)Reaction to s/o’s suicide attempt

How many kids he would have

At a strip club

Dirty talk ❣️

Finding out his s/o is a masochist ❣️

Tobirama’s pottermore wand

S/o having a miscarriage

As a dad

His’s s/o drunk and horny ❣️

In love with a young s/o (his student)

Dirty smut headcanons ❣️

His s/o going into labor

With a younger s/o smut headcanons ❣️

Texting habits

Daddy kink ❣️

Orgasm face ❣️

Having his first fight with s/o

What makes him most drawn to his s/o

Make up sex ❣️

Dirty dreams ❣️

First kiss headcanons

Reaction to his s/o saying she’s pregnant

Sex songs ❣️

SFW & smut male s/o ❣️

Waiting for sex until the wedding ❣️

Tobirama: “what you need to expect as his s/o”

With a loud sassy s/o SFW/smut ❣️

How he’d ask someone to prom/hc

Modern AU headcanons

Tobirama high school AU headcanons

High school romance headcanons

College romance headcanons

Hiss s/o dancing sensually

Watching porn with his s/o ❣️

Giving oral to fem s/o headcanons ❣️

In a haunted house with s/o

S/o breaking his heart

Wwith a s/o who likes otome games

Seduction/foreplay headcanons ❣️

Having an erection in public ❣️

Confessing his love to a childhood friend

Nicknames for s/o

Falling in love with a woman arranged to marry Madara

Thinking his s/o is cheating

Road rage

Rough sex ❣️

Explaining how babies are made

Drunk headcanons

Tobirama’s reaction to s/o wanting an abortion

Tobirama & Madara liking the same person

Finding his s/o crying

SFW&smut with a timid s/o ❣️

Tobirama nen type

Butts vs boobs

Argument headcanons

With a pregnant s/o

(tw for mentions/notions of abuse) If he’d hit his s/o or kids

S/o sacrificing themselves

What underwear he’d like ❣️

Tobirama dick headcanons ❣️

Kinks ❣️

How he’d approach a crush

S/o going missing on a mission headcanons

Coming back from a meeting and being riled up ❣️

Sparring with a s/o

Jealousy headcanons

Tobirama’s daughter dating an Uchiha

Cuddling headcanons

S/o returning from a mission headcanons

Arranged marriage SFW & smut ❣️

Scenarios/One-shots

His Wife Has A Miscarriage

First Time Tobirama x fem s/o ❣️

Tobirama Jealousy/Smut scenario

Tobirama Jealous/Smut pt 2 ❣️

Arranged Marriage

Ao3 Tobirama x fem s/o x Madara Love Triangle Fic ❣️

Ruining His Once Happy Marriage (super angst)

Madara Uchiha

When his s/o is a cuddler

His wife taking care of him when he’s sick

When he makes his s/o cry during a fight

Getting a massage from his s/o

Anbu s/o

Seeing his wife hold someone’s child

With a s/o from a snowy country

With an upset s/o

With an independent s/o

His s/o trying to leave him

During the honeymoon phase with a s/o headcanons

How he flirts

With a s/o w lots of sexual energy ❣️

Girl or boy/names for his firstborn

Game of Thrones AU

Birthday headcanons

Under the desk blowjob from s/o ❣️

Madara x fem x tobirama threesome ❣️

(tw for mentions of self-harm/suicide)Reaction to s/o’s suicide attempt

Having a crush on the Senjus’ sister

How many kids he would have

At a strip club ❣️

Dirty talk ❣️

Finding out his s/o is a masochist ❣️

Madara’s pottermore wand

S/o having a miscarriage

In love with a young s/o (his student)

Madara’s s/o drunk and horny ❣️

Kinks & turn ons ❣️

S/o going into labor

Texting habits

Madara’s first time ❣️

S/o trying to stop him from leaving the village

Madara orgasm face ❣️

What makes him most drawn to his s/o

As a sugar daddy ❣️

Make up sex ❣️

Ddirty dreams ❣️

First kiss headcanons

Reaction to his s/o saying she’s pregnant

Sex songs ❣️

Dirty smut headcanons ❣️

Haunted house with s/o

With a loud sassy s/o SFW/smut ❣️

S/o dancing sensually ❣️

Watching porn with his s/o ❣️

Giving oral to fem s/o headcanons ❣️

Madara as Hokage

S/o breaking his heart

With a s/o who likes otome games

Having an erection in public ❣️

Confessing his love to a childhood friend

Nicknames for s/o

Thinking his s/o is cheating

Madara around his crush

Falling in love with someone he met during battle

Road rage

Madara high school Au headcanons

High school romance headcanons

Rough sex ❣️

Courting a s/o of higher status

Jealousy/husband/smut headcanons ❣️

Drunk headcanons

Reaction to s/o wanting an abortion

Madara & Tobirama liking the same person more here

Sexually frustrated headcanons ❣️

Finding his s/o crying

Fighting reanimated s/o

Madara nen type

Butts vs boobs

Possessive SFW&smut ❣️

Falling in love with a Senju girl

(tw for mentions/notions of abuse) If he’d hit his s/o or kids

Madara dick headcanons ❣️

Things he’d say/do in bed ❣️

Proposal headcanons

Scenarios

Taking Tobirama’s Wife Hostage ❣️

Falling For the Medic Who Saved Izuna

Wedding Night smut ❣️

Madara Rough smut ❣️

Ao3 Madara x fem s/o x Tobirama Love Triangle Fic ❣️

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