#💋such a big strong man

[teamskull-datingsim]

What does Milla Vodello love about you and what you do love about her?

@askthelovenest

oh em gee milla... i think she thinks. I am a charming and dapper young man (<- he is autistic as fuuuuck) and i think she is so beautiful and sweet (<- she is autistic as fuuuuck) on the surface but eventually One of us decides to make a move and she realizes huh. not only is it charming but its also super funny and passionate (<- she is falling in love within the hour) and i realize that huh!! she takes pride in her appearance and makes an effort to be kind even despite what she might feel!! thats so awesome (<- luma is falling in love within the hour)

[bucknastysbabe]

Babes, I was thinking, dom! Bucky and reader where his dumb ass doesn’t give her aftercare and then she’s upset. Later, his ass brings it around and makes her feel better. I go feral for aftercare in fics because I’m secretly a little bitch and need reassurance. The raunchier the smut the better. I’m a whore. Love you, babes 😚

HI BUCKYBUDDY MWAH MWAH LUV U💋💋Less get intewww it! I haven’t written a dom buck in ages and then angst and fluffy fluff after??? *chefs kiss* As always thanks for the request and I hope you enjoy this, imma put my whole freak nasty abilities into the raunchy, then my soft baby into the fluff. I too need some reassurance bc I’m actually a huge baby🤣

Rating: Explicit

Tags: Dom!Bucky barnes, Dom/sub, Bucky is an idiot, pnv!sex, bad bdsm etiquette, sub drop, hurt/comfort, big dick bb, fluff n smut n angst, dirty talk, oral (m!receiving), safe words, anxiety/negative self talk/depression

Your lover was in a mood, not necessarily angry but aggravated. He initiated the little playtime scene, coming home and growling, “Can’t catch a fucking break. Need my little girl to help me let off some steam.” His broody eyes roved over your reclined form, clad in skimpy shorts and a little tank top.

You couldn’t deny your sexy, fucking gorgeous man. A rough fuck would be good for him, and nothing was better than getting your pussy goddamn murdered by his cock. You instantly acquiesced, reminding baby of your safe words.

No time was wasted, Buck hauled you to bedroom, landed a sharp smack on your ass along the way. Clothes shredded, some haphazardly thrown, boots flung so hard the lamp rattled as he kneeled on the bed. You stared with wide eyes, unsure of what next considering how fast the situation was moving along.

“Get it wet baby, you know what to do, staring at me like some fuckin’ virgin,” the brunette snarked.

Crawling forward— you gripped his girth, lapping and enveloping the tip. Buck’s vibranium hand wound itself in your ponytail, yanking with a snarl, “Deeper baby, c’mon now.” He was lucky you had a lack of a gag reflex, tucking your lips and swallowing him down. He groaned in ecstasy, head falling back as he cursed, “Good little slutty girl, that’s it.”

You breathed through your nose as he murmured, “Gonna fuck that tight throat of yours.” Your lids fluttered at the feeling, lips stretched tight around his thick cock, throat full, the salty taste of pre-cum wetting your tongue.

His heavy balls slapped your chin as you gripped strong thighs, your lover grunting and keeping your head still with that metal hand, fucking ruthlessly. Tears sprung to your eyes, pussy throbbing and leaking. Bucky groaned again, pulling you off his dick, wet and messy.

All you could do was gasp and whimper, drool falling from your swollen lips. He smiled darkly, caressing your reddened face with big hands. Bucky cooed, “You’re so damn pretty.” He seized your lips, wet smacks filling the quiet room. You instinctively moved to your back, legs spread for him.

Buck tutted between kisses, “Nuh-uh, on your belly.” You whimpered sadly as he gave one more kiss, those huge hands of his flipping your frame over, pulling your hips up in a quick jerk. He palmed a breast roughly, pulling at your stiff bud, so sensitive you couldn’t help but mewl.

Another hand thumbed your swollen cunt, laughing, “So wet for me. Sweet pretty slut, get your mouth around some cock and you’re wetting the sheets.” He thumbed your clit with a slick thumb, grinning sharply at the whine of his name. You warbled, “C’mon baby, fuck me, I helped you out.”

A yank of your ponytail brought his lips close to you, nipping at your earlobe, muscled body pressed to you. Bucky rumbled, “Can you be patient sweetie? I asked if you’d help me let off some steam and here you are making demands like an entitled bitch.”

He pinched your clit, forcing a yowl out your lips. Your boyfriend nestled his cock against your swollen folds, rutting playfully slow. Bucky asked, false sweetness lacing his tone, “You gonna’ shut your mouth and let me do my thing?”

Yank. Nip. Slap.

“Y-yessir, Bucky, I’ll be good now, m’sorry.”

“Good girl.”

He shoved his cock in with no preamble, filling your pussy to the brim with a filthy squelch. Bucky’s hands faltered at your hips, breath stuttered and harsh, he grunted, “Fucking hell, god your pussy— hah, fucking tight.” He took a moment to steady his knees, effectively caging your own in.

“Arch,” he commanded. You did so, pressing your lower body to the bed, whining, “S’big.” He patted your ass and claimed cockily, “I know, slutty hole like yours can take it.” More tears leaked, he was on one today. You couldn’t deny the sweet pleasure and the mean words, made you throb that much harder.

His hands possessively splayed up your back, clasping them upon your shaking shoulder. The force of his thrust shoved you forward into the mattress with a muffled cry. Bucky’s hips clapped against your ass, brutally fucking you open. All you could do was drool and keen his name and other nonsense.

Goosebumps rose on your skin, pussy weeping and convulsing around Bucky’s huge cock. It dragged against your ridged insides, nudged your sweet spot, battered your cervix. Nothing was spared when your lover filled you up, feeling like he was in your belly. The soldier was grunting and moaning deeply, smacking a vibranium hand across your ass. He sped up his movements, beginning to pant. Bucky asked, “Good little slut, always such a good hole for me.”

You babbled, “Yes, yes, always, just for you!”

He rewarded you with a hand to your engorged clit, working it the way that made your legs shake— like they weren’t already jello. Bucky hauled you up with his free hand, using his strength to keep your overstimulated body aloft.

“Y’gonna cream on my big cock doll? I can feel ya’ squeezing me. Pussy’s jus’ begging for me to fill it up. Fucking hungry for it, you’re such a nympho for me.”

You were crying and shaking, nerves alight, pussy unbearably sensitive. You sobbed his name over and over, skin too hot and your clit shooting fire up into your belly. Buck cried out your name when you stiffened head to toe, core clamping down on him, gushing slick all over his still pumping dick.

You mewled and whimpered, falling limp, weak hands still gripping the sheets. Bucky managed longer, overstimulating your abused pussy. He didn’t last as far as you feared, leaning over your frame to mouth at the nape of your neck as he pumped you full of cum. So much cum it flooded your channel, spilling out and onto the bed.

Bucky had intense orgasms courtesy of the serum. He’d inhale sharply, shuddering as his overfull balls emptied for what felt like years. He leaned back up and pulled out with a soft noise, watching your ruined cunt with a smirk.

He got up to get a towel to wipe his dick off, coming back to get you clean. Bucky was pulling on his jeans now. You turned to ask, voice still slurred from your fuzzy brain, “Where’ya going Buck?”

He ran a hand through his shaggy hair and replied, “Gotta meet up with Sam, won’t be longer than an hour. I’ll be back, why don’t you grab a hot bath, I’ll bring back something to eat for you?”

A dreadful feeling consumed you. Bucky was busy, you didn’t need to whine for him to stay around. You rasped, “Can you get me a water bottle?” He nodded and padded off, returning with the cool water, handing it over with a kiss to your forehead. You struggled with words, scared to start bawling. Bucky always took care of you after an intense session. The mean ones.

He laced up his boots and slung on a jacket, blue eyes turning back as he stated, “Won’t be long I promise, ‘kay babydoll? Text me if you need anything.” You nodded while sipping the water, watching his familiar walk leave the room.

You flopped back onto the rumpled bed, body and cunt sore from the rough play. Emotions began to well up out of nowhere— embarrassment, loneliness, sadness. What if Bucky really meant all that he said?

Just a hole for him to fuck. Easy slut for easy access. You stifled a sob and failed. Everything felt like shit. You shivered from the intense anxiety, too struck to do anything but get under the mussed covers, mind whirling to all the worst places.

God. What if he told Sam about how wanton and loud you were, baring your neck at the slightest snap of Bucky’s fingers. You sobbed some more, grabbing a pillow to hold. It smelled like him, comforting, then sickening.

Managing to crawl out of bed you walked on jelly legs to the large bathtub, sprinkling the lavender epsom salt. Something to abate the cold. You ended up sobbing more and shaking in the tub. The need to call Bucky was heightening, but your brain whispered, “He’s busy, you’d be bothering him, just fuck off.”

Eventually the water got cold and you stepped out, body less achy. Drying off and slipping on this fleece hoodie thing your friend gifted you felt somewhat comforting. You didn’t want to get back in the ruined bed.

Instead the couch and a fluffy blanket would do. The water bottle and phone instinctively came with you. You blankly stared out the window, petting Alpine, still fucking shedding tears. The fluffy white cat seemed to sense your bad mood, curling up on your belly, purring.

Your phone sat on the table, annoyingly catching your interest. With an irritated huff you finally grabbed it. There was missed calls from Bucky, a couple of texts from him too. Even Sam had sent something.

Sliding open the phone you read the texts.

“At the Thai place, the usual?”

“You’re probably sleeping but I got Pad See Ew anyways.”

“You okay doll?”

“Hello?”

Then there was three missed calls. You made to dial back, spirits lifted a bit. The sound of the door busting open startled you. Alpine jumped, skittering off. A bewildered Bucky was making a beeline toward you, thick brows pulled together. The takeout bag was left on the ground. He grabbed you up and placed you onto his lap, placing fervent smooches all over your face.

The show of affection made you bawl again. Bucky’s warm flesh hand rubbed circles on your back. He murmured gently, “Babydoll, m’so sorry, I should’ve just cancelled the plans. Sam told me to go home and pull my head out my ass when I wouldn’t stop checking my phone.”

He looked so worried, babbling apologies, pulling you even closer into his frame. You sniffled, “I don’t know what happened, usually you stick around, then I got all s-sad.” Swallowing heavily you continued, “M’not just some whore to you am I? Everything’s s-so-so mixed uh-up. In my head.”

Bucky sighed, “Oh my love, no, no, you’re everything to me. I didnt communicate, forgot about aftercare— sweetheart I can’t live without you. Breaking my heart baby. Can’t believe I just left my doll all alone like that.”

You wrapped your arms around his waist, tucking your face into his scruffy neck, letting out the rest of your emotions. Bucky cooed and coddled you, planting kisses on the crown of your head. He murmured, “Let it out, you still got some dinner and cuddles.”

Your breathing evened out enough to reply with a teary smile, “Okay, yeah, I am hungry.” Bucky somehow carried you around like a koala while he fed you the noodles, then ice cream, and more water. You felt better by the second, growing sleepy in his big arms.

“I love you baby doll, don’t ever think I don’t,” he swore.

“I love you too. So much. But we need to sleep in the guest room.”

The pair of you chuckled, sharing sweet kisses as the big softie carried you to the direction of the other bed. He gently laid you down, more lovey nonsense and kisses adorning the movement. Bucky climbed under the covers, pulling your body close to his. You fell asleep feeling warm and loved.

He might be a bit of a dumbass, but god if he didn’t make up for it.

[astrologydayz]

ASTRO SEXOLOGY NOTES🔞 - NATAL CHART7🍒

💋 KISS ASTEROID - 8267 IN ARIES = into rough, bold, passionate, & fiery kissing/makeout sessions<33. They can also be a big fan of tongue teasing, & lip biting/nibbling🫦. They really want2feel all that passion someone has for them when they're being kissed<33. It can also get kinda clumsy here sometimes because it can happen on such an impulsive/or they can suddenly get the need2act, 2 just follow their "instincts asap"🫰🏼. 💋 KISS ASTEROID - 8267 IN CANCER = into vulnerable, intense, & emotional kissing/makeout sessions<33. Kissing can mean a lot 2 these people/or when they really kiss someone, there has 2 have some type of feels✨ - can be any type tho<33. They can also be the type 2 looooove long intimate makeout sessions/or just really like 2 take their time/not rush it<33. They want their kisses to be felt an eternity afterwards.

💋 KISS ASTEROID - 8267 IN LEO = into confident, heated, & powerful kissing/makeout sessions<33. Kissing can be like some kind of artform 2 them - they want 2 show u that they're the best of the best💅🏽 - "no lips move like theirs"<33. They can be big on taking charge/"leading the moment"👄 - deciding the pace, etc. Usually very confident in their kissing skills here/ready2show off<33.

KISS ASTEROID - 8267!

MARS/8TH HOUSE IN TAURUS IN A WOMAN'S CHART = typically sexually attracted 2 people who are "conventionally beautiful"/"classic beautiful people"/2people who takes real good care of themselves - looks good, smell good, etc. She can be very big on being with/or finding someone who's eager 2 please her a lot sexually/show her how much they really want 2 keep keeping her<33. 8th house in Taurus women could want/seek 2 be provided for - in, & out of bed<33. She's sexually attracted 2 people who's secure in themselves/in life, & 2 people who ain't afraid of getting shit done. She finds tact, security, & sincerity sexy as hell! Her neck can be one of her most sensitive zones, so go crazy there👅💋. She can be a big fan of food sex/fruit, & cream sex🍒🍓. She can also find people that cooks real good really attractive, or worth keeping!😻 Sexually attracted 2 artistic, charming, stable, & romantic people<33. SUN CONJUNCT/TRINE/QUINTILE MARS IN A MANS CHART = these men are strong, courageous/bold, sexy - very very sexual individuals/very sexually charged, they're also charismatic, & confident - usually Alpha men. These men are not afraid of going after what they want sexually😼 - if they see something they want = they go after it 100%. They don't want it 2 be 2 easy tho, they really dig a challenge<33 - they love the hunt/the chase in the beginning!🏃‍♂️ Men with this aspect feels truly alive/powerful, & strong when they're using their dick/getting off - it's like their own "personal thing thing"🫶🏼. The conjunction can cry a little bit if they get rejected tho😭😂 - their ego can take a big hit. MARS CONJUNCT/SQUARE/QUINCUNX URANUS IN A MANS CHART = these are the men that can have trouble with controlling themselves sexually/they can literally get horny/hard out of nowhere2, or just not really think about what they're actually doing until after they've already done it🤔 - they can be very quick on it/quick 2 act without truly thinking. This aspect gives a lot of "self control" as a reward in the end, or rather - "the ability 2 choose yourself", but it takes a ton of failed tries/loss of self control a lot at first<33. Oh, & these men are very experimental in bed usually - always willing 2 try new shit for the betterment of pleasure. Their turns ons can be unheard of tho, or just kindaaaa/really unusual/eccentric. They can be into some pretty wild/freaky shit/they can also use sex as a way of letting go of their frustrations/aggressions.

MARS/LUST ASTEROID - 4386 IN 2ND HOUSE = a person who can be really sexually attracted 2/turned on by people who's secure in themselves/2 people with a certain value system - "a strong sense of self2"/or turned on by money💰/by people with money💵/by people who's got serious financial goals/turned on by people who's into making bank<33. Can also be sexually attracted 2 mouths/neck areas, or that can be some of their own big turn on areas👄<33. MARS/LUST ASTEROID - 4386 IN 4TH HOUSE = a person who can be really sexually attracted 2/turned on by people from their own home country/sexually attracted2 people with the same ethnicity as them<33. Can also be very sexually attracted 2 chests/stomachs/or breasts, or again that can be some of their own big turn on areas<33. They can also have sexual partners who can resemble some/one of their family members/or remind them of them. MARS IN 7TH HOUSE people usually doesn't do one night stands. It's not really "their thing"/it's not something they like 2 practise - & if they do = it's because they still feel some type of connection 2 the other person✨ - yeah, even if they've just met<33. They're also the "give, & take kind" in bed🫰🏼 - they want it 2 be 50/50, always - they never just take. They would honestly prefer 2 give, rather than 2 take💋.

MARS CONJUNCT/SQUARE/QUINCUNX SASSI ASTEROID - 7500 = can be very sexually attracted 2/turned on by sassy/bratty people<33 - basically into people who can't keep their mouth shut😻. They can also be VERY bratty themselves tho - they loooove crossing lines/love doing the opposite of what they're asked/told<33 - not everyone can handle them🤷‍♀️. They can definitely be too much for some people.

MERCURY CONJUNCT/TRINE MARS people can be really sexually attracted2 certain hands🖐🏽/fingers/turned on by dirty talking/or talking under sex<33. Certain voices🗣️/languages, or certain things said can also show up as a big turn on<33. Oral sex can also be something they're really into/or just really enjoy doing! Sexting could also be something they're a fan of doing📱<33. People with 5th house in Cancer usually doesn't do just "casual sex", & if they do = there's still some type of feelings/emotions revolving around that certain connection/person✨<33.

MARS CONJUNCT/TRINE SATURN can show a person not having that NEED4sex. Like they can ofc still REALLY REALLY love it🫶🏼, but can show up as them not having any problems with going without - self control, check✔️<33. MARS CONJUNCT/TRINE EROS people exudes sexual confidence!💅🏽😻 These people are the ones who are very big on fulfilling their sexual urges/desires - each one they have/get<33. They can also receive a lot of praises from others on their sex game - they can be very very erotic🫦<33.

WOMEN WITH CUMMING ASTEROID - 14348 SQUARE/QUINCUNX SATURN can show them having a harder time with getting orgasms - could have been especially hard in their teenage/young adult years/or it can be something they're not really comfortable with in general<33.

CUMMING ASTEROID - 14348 CONJUNCT MC can show a person making a name for themselves/being a star in the adult entertainment industry👄<33.

PEOPLE WITH MARS/5TH/OR 8TH HOUSE IN CANCER can hate having sex with protection - they can feel like it takes away from really "feeling" each other/takes away from really enjoying the sex 2 full capacity💋.

MARS CONJUNCT/SQUARE/QUINCUNX PREY ASTEROID - 6157 can show a person getting sexually preyed upon a lot throughout their life🙄🫠. MOON CONJUNCT/TRINE MARS IN A MANS CHART can show him not having any issues with getting/gaining sexual attention/attraction from women💋 - women notice him a lot, & respond very well 2him, & his energy🫶🏼<33.

THANKS4READING<33 APPRECIATE U, ALWAYS!❤️🍒

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[dayasusays]

helloooo i hope you're fine:) can we have headcanons or one shot of husband bruce being jealous and overprotective with reader? smut pls 😮‍💨

HAWWO :3 SORRY FOR DELAY i’m completely fine tyyy!!! hope u’re too 💋

oh. OH… overprotective bruce… 🫣

i enjoyed writing this!!! really!!!

warnings ! — SMUT, headcanons, public sex (the restroom at his gala), fem!reader, husband!bruce wayne

summary ? — you made him jealous.

౿ . . ` ౨ৎ ENJOY 🦇

⌗ — husband!bruce wayne, who needs to keep you in his sights during his gala because otherwise he'll worry.

⌗ — husband!bruce wayne, who only gets distracted for a couple minutes, but you already find someone to talk to.

⌗ — husband!bruce wayne, who grits his teeth when he sees some guy put his arm around your waist and pull you closer. and you don't even resist; you don't push him away, but you keep laughing and occasionally throwing non-ambiguous glances at bruce. oh, he gets it.

⌗ — husband!bruce wayne, who appears completely out of the blue behind your back, pulling you to him by the waist and whispering in your ear: “you have a new friend? how nice,” and leaves a brief kiss on your lobe while his head rests on your shoulder.

⌗ — husband!bruce wayne, who knows you have your privacy, but right now he's unceremoniously invading it. and you love it.

⌗ — husband!bruce wayne, who slowly pulls you towards the restroom and never for a second removes his hand from your waist.

⌗ — husband!bruce wayne, who leaves a ton of wet kisses on your neck, pressing his strong chest against your back. he can't resist little nibbles because you seem to have completely forgotten that you're married. married to a jealous man who will always find a way to show you that you belong to him.

⌗ — husband!bruce wayne, who keeps whispering in your ear: “have you forgotten your place, love? right next to me so everyone can see that you're my wife,” his palms move down to the slit of your dress and stroke the inside of your thigh, “look at you. you're so fucking beautiful that everyone wants you to be with them,” god, you've always been amazed at how good he is at speaking.

⌗ — husband!bruce wayne, who always takes the time to fuck you whenever you decide to tease him. honey, you're playing with fire because he can fuck you anywhere, whether it's the batcave, the car, the restroom at a restaurant or his gala.

⌗ — husband!bruce wayne, who doesn't waste any time when he enters you in one smooth thrust. you rest your hands on the sink, biting your lower lip and trying not to let out a loud moan, but he fills you so fucking well. “feels good, doesn't it? your husband's big cock inside,” bruce mutters, picking up the pace right away. he doesn't have time to mess around with you, my god, he has to go on stage in ten minutes to give a speech.

⌗ — husband!bruce wayne, holding you down while he fucks you. i mean, just look at him; it would be weird if he didn't. he'll never let you fall, holding you tight in his arms.

⌗ — husband!bruce wayne, who takes exactly five minutes to bring you to orgasm. he knows the exact angle at which he hits your g spot with perfect force with each thrust, he knows what to say to make you clench around his cock even harder, he knows which places to kiss and bite to make you even more sensitive. your husband is a goddamn detective, and you both love and hate that fact.

⌗ — husband!bruce wayne, who gives you a couple more thrusts, muttering angrily “he touched you so shamelessly and you did nothing,” his rough thrusts are almost torture because of your sensitivity after orgasm, “you won't get one more step away from me, princess, no one can touch you like that.”

⌗ — husband!bruce wayne, who always comes after you, biting your shoulder.

⌗ — husband!bruce wayne, who tidies you up in seconds by fixing your hair, dress and underwear; doesn't bother to clean you because “consider it a punishment, sweetheart. back home i'll be sure to do something about it.”

⌗ — husband!bruce wayne, who smiles slightly at your grumbling about how uncomfortable you'll be because the feel of his semen on the fabric of your underwear, while exciting, is still uncomfortable.

⌗ — husband!bruce wayne, who will leave a brief kiss on your forehead and remind you that you're the one who made him jealous.

“you do it every damn time.”

“and you still fall for it.”

“little brat… love you,” bruce pulls you closer, his fingers gripping your waist a little harder as you pull him in and kiss him.

⌗ — husband!bruce wayne, who spends the rest of the evening admiring the bites on your uncovered neck and shoulders. damn, he did it and he's so proud of himself. ୨♡୧

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[sugasiren]

☆Astro Observations PT 3☆

**NOTE: This blog contains Mature content.

🩷 Libra & Pisces Venus can be prone to cheating, as BOTH tend to fall in love with the "idea" of love rather than the actual person in front of them. Flaky as fuck, but they're a hella charming bunch tho! Usually attractive.

❤️‍🔥 Scorpio Risings can sometimes struggle with intimacy, due to having Air Signs over their Water Houses. They crave deep bonds (like all Scorpio placements) yet often run from them at the same time. They can allow their FEAR to sabotage their greatest connections. It's tragic!

🩷 Capricorn Moon Men are hot AF! Their sex appeal is highly underrated if you ask me. They appear calm, dominant, stoic & strong - like men whom you can truly rely upon in every way. And ohhh - they also have seriously Big Dick Energy. 🤣 Brad Pitt, George Clooney & Dwayne Johnson have all been voted Sexiest Man Alive for good reason! 💋 Gerard Butler displayed such stunning power as King Leonidis in the 300 movie; Ryan Gosling passionately stole our hearts in The Notebook; Michael Douglass snatched our panties through the screen in Basic Instinct; And Freddy Mercury is an LGBT legend whose iconic musical anthems continue to make everyone from *all* walks of life feel mightily empowered. 💪How did Cap Moons get so damn awesome?? I tip my hat off to you guys! Much love.

YUM!! 🤪 *drools unapologetically*

❤️‍🔥 Mars 2H and/or 5H Synastry are *huge* indicators for attraction. It goes deeper than money, fun, etc. The House Person is typically rather possessive over the Mars Person; and the Mars Person feels very invested in the House Person. You will greatly enjoy pleasuring each other. 💋 The 2nd House = attraction to each others bodies. You want to devour them like dessert! 🤪 But you also see real VALUE in them as well. The 5th House = romantic attraction & passion. You both bring endless amounts of joy to one another both in & out of the bedroom.

🩷 You can easily fall in love with or quickly gain strong feelings for someone whose DSC or 7H is conjunct your Venus. You view them as the Ideal Partner because they embody many of the qualities that you're looking for long-term.

❤️‍🔥 In 8th House Synastry, BOTH parties have power in different ways. The House Person sets the pace of the relationship and decides *when* they will allow the Planet Person into their heart or their "world", so to speak. And the Planet Person decides *when* they will surrender to the House Person - setting the tone for transformation, as they have a lot of influence on the HP's moods & overall well-being. BOTH parties have an emotional pull over the other! 💯 It's only "lopsided" if somebody isn't physically attracted to the other to begin with. 🤷🏾‍♀️ In that case, you're wasting your time and need to move on ASAP.

🩷 Moon + Mars Synastry = the best of both worlds!! Sexual AND emotional compatibility between you & your partner. Tough & Tender. Masculine + Feminine enraptured in a sensual Tango. 💃🏾 Hair-pulling & ass-slapping one minute... passionate kisses & slow grinds the next... with loving cuddles ALWAYS sure to follow after an explosive climax. 🔥 This is the person whom you could watch paint dry with and *still* have the time of your life together! You excite them. They make you feel vulnerable. No one can make you madder than they can. Lol. You have a rare connection & can see into each other's souls. 🫶 So cherish it!

❤️‍🔥 Venus 8H Individuals are often highly selective about who they sleep with, and especially choosy about who they commit to. It's not easy to win their heart! They typically have MANY admirers though who obsess over trying to *capture* them. They are effortlessly captivating, seductive people whom others are desperate to get the approval of. 💋 Everyone wants them, but few actually get to have them. But my God, if they choose you - they are highly loyal, loving & devoted! 💯 Their connection with their partner gets stronger (not weaker) over time. They seek to transform you sexually, emotionally, spirituality - and they deeply *crave* for you to do the same for them in return. 🔥 And if they can't be consumed by their TRUE EQUAL... they'd rather remain alone. These people DO NOT settle for less. They'll have fun with you, and that is surely it.

☆That's all for now, Darlings! Thanks so much for being apart of my lovely world. 🔮

[de-bauchry]

Since The “Incident”

pairing: nanami x gn assistantreader!

warning: minors dni!! , masturbation , mentions of doggystyle , slightly mean dom nanami? reader is fantasizing , hair pulling , size difference , no mentions of gender , tummy bulge

a/n: hiii I know it’s been a while but the new ep and seeing nanami?? has finally got me mf going like omg him in that new episode is HMMMRAAAGGHHHJDJSAIN ZAYUM like *chefs kiss* exquisite he is SO fine. but this is a little rushy because like honestly this is off the brain and I jus typed it down like quick asf so I can get it out before I forget it and shiz BUT I HOPE YALL LIKE IT xoXo 💋

It was late night and you were horny and frustrated. Two days ago you had the chance to witness the grade 1 sorcerer Nanami in action, punishing that boy for his vile crimes, and putting your senior assistants to rest.

All was sad but—thinking back on the way nanami rolled up his blue clad sleeves with his large, veiny hands, vexation oozing off him as he was strutting towards that childish long haired freak. That wasn’t even the thing that struck your core the most—- it was the way nanamin wrapped his hand around the blonde man’s hair and yanked him up by it with that gaze, that glare.

In that moment you had many emotions brewing, but the way your superior looked, anger dripping off his veins, giving that man a rightful punishment, how he owned him, and his workouts obviously working for him with how buff and huge he’s gotten, it all set a heat between your legs and a vivid memory.

Ever since you’ve been thinking about him nonstop. The urge to touch yourself to the thought of nanami using you like that, engorged cock ramming into you in doggystyle, face buried into the sheets, twisting your hair up into a tight fist in his giant hand, pulling you up making your neck& back arch back to look at him, while pounding his cock in and out of your holes so deep.

Eyes focused on the strong man’s fucked out angry look in his eye, the pain in your head from his grip making tears prick at the sides of your eyes, only causing you to secrete more and more around his cock from how good it feels to be his personal fucktoy to release his anger out on.

“This how a little thing like you needs to be fucked, hm?” The older man purrs against the cuff of your ear (more like growls), it was less of a question and moreover something nanamin knew, he knew exactly what you wanted, what you needed. That’s why your insides flutter around him to the sound of his voice.

Suddenly you start to feel pressure slowly begin to build in your stomach, feeling as though you can feel his dick in your guts now, you try and crane your head to look down to see what’s happening, only to catch a glimpse of his big hand pressing down on your tummy bulge before he yanks your hair back to look at his disappointed gaze. “Shouldn’t have done that pretty.” Sir nanami says before your little sex dream starts getting better, you can feel yourself spurting a large mess all over your sheets and hands from the imagery of nanami pressing down on the bulge in your stomach.

Panting heavily as you slowly start to come down for you sex hazed daydream.

[mountainsandmayhem]

hey hun!! for your 500 followers celebration could you do 📝, of a scenario in which joel comes home to find you all cramped up and in pain since you began your period and he decides to be the comforting little man and cuddles you to death??

(no pressure!! 🥰🤗)

-vii💗💗

Joel: Period Master

18+, but mostly fluff

Joel Miller x Fem!Reader

AN: Thank you sweet Viv for this ask. This is based in the Little Dove universe, but Sarah and Ellie are teenagers and living at home. 💋 also, I 100% did not edit or proof read this. Sorry!

Joel has had a long ass day. A joke of a day really. First the concrete was late, then someone broke the powered wheelbarrow so they were moving gravel by hand. Then it started raining and they scrambled to cover everything, the job site soon became a muddy mess. He’s desperately looking forward to a hot shower and a glass of whiskey.

He pulls into the garage to see your vehicle already parked, which is strange since you had plans with a friend for after work drinks.

He trudges from the truck to the back door, mud still breaking off his work boots along the shiny concrete floor of the garage. He toes them off before heading into the back entry. Your heels are tossed on the floor, work bag and jacket haphazardly placed on the bench.

“Babe?” He calls from the back door, walking around to the family room to find his two daughters curled up on the couches.

“Hi girls. Where’s your mom?”

They both shoot daggers from their eyes, Ellie clutching the blanket tighter around herself and Sarah flipping the ice pack that’s draped across the back of her neck.

Shit, already that time.

The joys of living with all women….they’ve synced up. His usually sweet teenagers daughters turn extra moody, but Joel is the supporter of this family in every way, so he is always prepared for this time each month. Sarah, usually the sweet tooth, needs salt and chocolate milk. Ellie, usually the salty one, needs Diet Coke and green gummy frogs. All things Joel keeps tucked up in a cupboard, or in the back of the beer fridge in the garage.

He sneaks quietly back into the living room, putting the emergency supplies for the girls down on the coffee table as they watch Dirty Dancing.

Ellie looks up at him with sad eyes, tears welling in the corners. “Thanks, dad.”

He crouches down beside her and rubs her lower back through the big fuzzy blanket she’s cocooned in. “You’re welcome, kiddo. Do you need anything else?”

Sarah’s head pops up from her couch, “Mom’s not doing well. You should go be with her.”

He kisses both his daughters on the foreheads, taking a big breath before walking down the hall to your bedroom. Nothing in this world breaks his heart more than seeing you in pain. He knows some months can be worse than others, he knows about the bloating and the large clots you deal with. He knows that you can be insatiably hungry one minute and throwing up the next. He knows that your cramps can have you on the floor in the matter of seconds most of the time.

He opens the door as quietly as possible, finding you curled in a tight ball under the down filled duvet, just your hair peaking out the top. The room is stifling hot, the air almost thick, it feels like being in Phoenix in July as he pads over to the bed.

“Baby?” He whispers, carefully climbing up beside you, trying not to disturb you. A lesson he learned a few years ago when you had finally gotten comfortable, only to be brought to big crocodile tears when he moved a pillow that was tucked against your back.

A sad groaning whine leaves your throat as his large palm dips under the blanket to cup your forehead. “Sweetie, you’re burning up.”

“I’m freezing,” you whine, pulling the big blanket tighter around you.

“Ok, baby girl. I’m here now,” he says, standing and stripping down to his boxers briefs. You peek your eyes over the blanket, watching the way his strong body flexes and relaxes, the muscles ripping as he moves. The summer sun has tanned his arms a beautiful golden brown.

He wanders around to lay behind you. “Let me in, honey.”

You let go of the blanket so he can slip under, his warmth immediately sinking into you, heating your sore and achy body all the way to the bone. “You’re practically naked under here, Little Dove.”

You sink back into his heat. “Don’t look, I’m wearing the worst granny panties and one of those super pads.”

His hands trail around your slides, a large palm resting on the very bottom of your belly where the cramps are, hand sliding under the band of your incredibly unattractive panties. “You’re sexy to me no matter what you wear.”

Joel begins kneading the muscles of your lower abdomen, simulating the contracting of your uterus and the pain begins to ease. You moan and relax more into your perfect man.

“That feel good?” He says in a deep, gravel filled whisper.

“Mm-hmmm,” you hum, closing your eyes and finally feeling relief from the debilitating cramps.

Joel pulls you in tighter and kisses your shoulder. “I’m sorry you’re suffering, baby. I’m going to take care of you. Anything you need, I’ll do it or get it.”

“DAAAAAAD!!” Sarah and Ellie call in unison from the couch. “PIZZAAAA!!!”

You snort a little laugh. Poor Joel, having to deal with all these uterus’s.

“Pizza party?” You ask.

“Anything for my girls.” He hums, stubble grazing the shell of your ear.

“Anything?” You say mischievously.

“You’re not painting my toe nails again”

“Damn. I have this new hot pink that I think would really suit you,” you tease.

Joel’s quiet for a moment, still kneading the muscles absentmindedly, but with incredible care and precision. “I’ll lend you my favourite sweats and t shirt if you stay away from my toes.”

“Deal,” you say with a wince.

“What’s wrong?” Joel says, pulling you onto your back so he can look you over. Concern etching his eyebrows.

You reach up and rub the creases spot with your thumb, his eyes meeting yours. “Butt hole cramp,” you say flatly.

Joel smirks down at you, at this angle your swollen, heavy breasts are on display for him. “Want me to kiss it better?”

“You’re a menace, Joel Miller. And our daughters will riot if we don’t get them pizza soon.”

Joel lends you his clothes and helps you get dressed before sliding on his jeans and t shirt. He kisses your forehead and helps you to the lazy boy chair, brining your king sized duvet with him to wrap you up.

“I’ll be back with pizza,” he says to the group.

As soon as he’s out of ear shot Ellie pipes up, “do you think if we play this up we can get him to let us paint his toe nails again?”

[dilfl0v3rss]

babeeee can you feed us some choso fic please

for you bae? i would write 100 choso fics💋

“choso i swear to god ima kick you if you don’t lock in right now” the sound of sukuna’s yelling made a small chuckle fly from his chest as choso watched the person that just killed him do a funny emote on his screen. for brother bonding, yuji decided that they should all stay in tonight and play games together to “keep their relationship strong”. also since yuji was in a completely different state right now for nationals, he wasn’t going to be able to see them.

“calm down, s’just a game” choso mumbled as he waited for his game to load to the lobby, his big hand outstretched on the back of your head as he guided your mouth back down his dick. you’ve been down there for at least an hour now, sucking load after load out of him and choso didn’t bat an eye. not a groan, curse, or whimper slipping from this man’s mouth as he watched your pretty eyes fill with tears yet again. the length of his dick always being too much for you when you tried to take him regardless if it was your pussy or your mouth.

“ima be right back guys, ima go get something t’eat from the front desk” yuji mumbled, the sound of his headset being put down signaled to choso that it was okay for him to do so as well. as soon as he put it down, his hands were on you, lifting you up and placing you in his lap. “did good baby, you satisfied yet?” you quickly shook your head no, making choso chuckle as he lifted your body a little so he could pull your panties to the side. “good” he slowly breached your entrance, paying close attention to each of your face expressions just incase he needed to stop. as you made your way to the bottom, your eyes began to roll, making your boyfriend smirk as he slowly pushed you into his chest. “i got it baby” his soft voice, made your pussy clench around him before he grabbed your ass and fucked you onto his dick.

your moans filled the living room as you kept your hands on his broad shoulders for support. “daddy m’gonna cum” you moaned, your arousal was so high from sucking his dick it didn’t take much for you to reach your orgasm, but choso wasn’t having that. “you gotta wait ma, i just started” a loud whine escaped from your lips, earning you a warning tap on your ass from your boyfriend. you quickly swallowed the cry that threatened to come out from the contact, letting choso continue to fuck you onto his dick without complaint. “you always take me so well mama, love this pussy so much” he groaned, peaking over your shoulder to get a look at your beautiful ass moving up and down his dick. it wasn’t long before he felt his orgasm approaching as well, a low “fuckkk” leaving his lips as his grip on your ass tightened. “you want it inside?” he asked, his dick twitching even more at the sight of your fucked out face nodding to his question.

without another word choso was shooting his thick ropes of cum into you, not letting a drop go to waist as he fucked himself deeper and deeper into you. before you could even speak, the sound of yelling from his headset took the both of your attention. “shit” he mumbled before putting it back on and talking as if you weren’t there. “yea m’here….don’t gotta yell” he mumbled before picking up his controller and readying up his game. annoyance quickly took over your features as you went to move yourself off of him so you can finish what you started with your vibrator. before you could move off of him, choso yanked you back down onto his dick, forcing a loud yelp from you at how deep he was.

“the fuck was that?” sukuna grumbled, confusion in his voice as choso gave you a hard stare under you. “s’nothing” he mumbled, eyes never leaving yours as he placed a finger over his lips to tell you to hush. his hands moved back to your waist, slowly moving you up and down his dick until you took control and moved on your own. as you rode him, choso brought his attention back to his game, grabbing his controller and talking to his brothers like you weren’t even there.

irritation quickly filled your body at the sight of him. his strong figure sitting comfortably on the couch, his hair pulled back in a small bun with many messy strands near his cheeks, his dark eyes glued to the tv screen and not your hard working body moving to satisfy the both of you. before you knew it your body was moving before your mind, riding him a little harder to get his attention back on you. you moved your body faster, plopping back onto him in just the ways he liked to get him to give the game up. his eyes shot towards yours, giving you a warning glance to try to get you to stop but you payed him no mind.

the movement of your hips was getting to him and you could tell. his eyes were fighting to keep from rolling back, the grip he had on the controller was deadly, and his dick was twitching inside of you each time you slowed down or stopped. there was nothing more in this world that choso wanted more than to fuck you deep into the cushion of the couch, but he knew it’d be wrong if he cut his time with his brothers short. you could tell he was deep in thought right now, his brows furrowing as he tried his best not to fold from your actions, but you always got your way. “i-i gotta go check on my girl” he mumbled, ignoring the complaints from the two other men on the phone as he practically ripped his headset off of him.

before you knew it his strong hands were settled on your waist, helping guide your still moving body up and down his dick as he threw his head back in ecstasy. “such a bad girl, can’t just be patient f’me?” he stared up at you with dazed eyes as he awaited your reply, a small smirk creeping on his lips as he watched you shy away from his gaze. “just wanted you t’pay attention t’me” your small voice made a chuckle fly from his lips, his hands gripping your waist tighter before pulling you down onto him with a more force, making you ride him harder. your eyes rolled at the action, arousal quickly rushing towards your center as you felt him reach deeper spots inside of you.

“don’t worry princess you’ve got my attention for the rest of the night now”

this is kinda shitty but i can’t leave y’all wit nothing it’s been too long.

[cannniballcutie]

könig just wants a little wife... 💋

hey guys! totally having brain rot about trying to hook up with and finally lose your virginity to könig, but he just totally doesn't understand the concept of something casual...

totally inspired by this post u guys its toooo good... go read it rn @gremlingottoosilly is literally a mastermind 🌝🔪. but!! this is also based off of an experience i had with a guy that i met recently so let me know if you want to hear that story as well cuties :p

cw: sketchy situations, fem!bodied reader, virgin!reader, inexperienced!reader, very slight m!receiving oral, dom/sub dynamics, cnc/dubcon, i'm rereading this like, damn this bitch rlly put herself in this situation... AND she wants to do it again 🤭

before he picked you up outside of your apartment complex, könig was just some man that you'd met online, and decided to meet up with irl because of his sweet personality! he was so much kinder than the other pervy guys on those websites, and he complemented you frequently, although he would regularly ask for a photo of your hips in different positions, and that he'd asked you to facetime while you sucked on a strawberry lollipop, not letting you end the video call until you finished licking at the last bits of sugar left on the stick, your lips red from the sweet dye. he even had you eat before taking you to a hotel of his choice, making sure that you'd hydrated and were soft from the warm food he had recommended, although he ensured that you didn't feel too full :( he wanted to make sure that you saved room for him in your sweet, soft body. when you arrived at the hotel room he immediately went about setting up every detail, turning on the tv to a true crime documentary, claiming it was relaxing, before making sure that you were comfy by giving you every pillow in the entire room and essentially making you a nest. he chuckled and muttered about, how much he 'wished you were snuggled up like this in his bed every night,' before climbing over the pillow walls behind you and forcing you into a little spoon position!! he loved the domesticity of the situation, you in your comfy clothes while he had you presses against his chest. könig has you wrapped up in his arms soooo tight omg. like his bicep is all the way around your mouth as you struggle to breathe with the combined pressure of his arm around your torso, absentmindedly groping your tits.. he just felt soo strong so of course you bit into his bicep.. hard. his hand immediately shot up your big hoodie as he groped you, pinching your nipples between his rough fingers. you whimpered when you felt his hard cock against your bottom, and you squirmed at the sudden feeling. he began inhaling your hair and neck, his nose poking into the pace behind your ear. he turned you over and cradled your back while he pulled your sweater over your head. könig remained fully clothed in his sweatpants and loose black shirt, making him feel even bigger when he pulled you onto his lap and started biting your breasts and sucking as though he expected your sensitive tits to produce something for him. you began to whimper loudly into his neck until he brought his hand up to cover your mouth as he let you bite and suck on his fingers, absentmindedly squishing your cheeks with the fingers that you weren't greedily sucking on, his mind focused on biting and groping your sensitive nipples.

he suddenly removes his hand before reaching down with it to take off your panties and rub your naked folds while you straddled his lap and try to focus on kissing him while his other arm reaches around your back and he slaps your ass too hard!! making you fall forwards and onto his lap :( 

könig starts fingering you hard enough for you to be seeing stars and weeping into his mouth until he decided you were stretched out enough for him and he made you crawl down to his dick and roll a condom over his hard cock with your mouth, and his skillful fingers directing you while he groaned softly at your timid licks to his covered tip.

he roughly pulls you back up to his level, before turning you and laying you down with your back in your mountain of pillows while he began teasing your pussy with his tip while you cried, embarrassed and trying to close your shaking legs. he kept them open with his thick thighs before he started easing himself into your tight entrance. but he was sooo big and you couldn't handle him for long before you started crying in earnest while he began pistoning into you at a breakneck speed. he didn't stop, and you felt your hips bucking up into his cock as he drills you further into the bed with his hand over your mouth to muffle your moans and sobs of overstimulation. he thrust into you harder, focusing on the prominent bulge in your tummy from his cock, your legs shaking and chest heaving as he kept grunting about how hard it was for him to bottom out and how you were too tight.. and how he didn't want you to stop moving your hips into his, "like the little minx that you are," then his hand moved over your stomach while he kept moving until you came while he bullied his cock into your stretched cunt. after he finished inside his condom and pulled you into a sitting position, making you look at the bloody sheets that were underneath the space where your bodies were still connected. he whispered about how you had been such a good girl you were for him, and that your pussy had been especially good to him, staining him with your blood so you both knew you belonged to him. you felt embarrassed and hid your face in his neck so he couldn't see your tear-stained face. every part of you felt so messy when he carried you to the other bed and moved every pillow from the used bed into the clean one, making you put your sticky panties back on, along with an oversized zip-up hoodie that he produced from his backpack.

he went to the bathroom before coming back to cuddle with you where you were curled up on the side of the bed. he made you kiss him before he pushed you back onto your side and secured you against his chest, holding you as tightly as he could while you whined about how sore your pussy felt. he massaged your tummy where his cock had been just 15 minutes before :( pressing down before he pulled up the blankets over the both of you, keeping his arm over the blanket to really muffle your whimpers while he gently fondled your bare breasts under his hoodie, whispering promises to you that this wouldn't be the last time he had you all to himself, sighing into your hair about how he, 'couldn't wait to make you a mütterchen to his babies,' fantasizing about 'making you live with him so he could take your cute pussy raw and make you his doting housewife.' 😖

i love you all and the overwhelming love on my last post was swooo encouraging!! thank u guys :p

[elsweetheart]

ellie comforting her sensitive girl when she’s crying ‼️‼️‼️

i see i have summoned all the crybabies to my blog …… we gotta stick togetha 💋

sensitive girl

🎀 ellie bein a sweetheart, short drabble

so, she wouldn’t out right realise you were crying at first because she just walked into the room - but she sees you sat on the edge of the bed facing away from her and she know’s something is up.

“whats up, bug? you’re quiet.” she breathes as she removes her jacket, dusting down her jeans from the dust it had collected from her climbing around god knows where. you didn’t respond and she frowns a little, walking around the bed to stand in front of you and seeing you with tear streaked cheeks and a wobbly bottom lip. “oh, man.” she sighs and calmly kneels down infront of you, taking your hands in hers as she studies your face. “whats with the tears, babe? who did this?” she softens her voice as you sniff and stare down at your joined hands.

“i don’t wanna say. don’t wanna be annoying.” you choked out, blinking your sticky wet eyelashes. at this she pushed herself up to sit next to you on the bed, closing the space between you as she wrapped an arm around your shoulder and pulled you to lean against her.

“you could never annoy me. talk to me.” she reassures and you sigh, lifting your head slightly to look up at her with big sad eyes. she raises her hand and cups your wet cheek in her palm, swiping tears away from under your eye with her thumb. “it’s okay.” she adds in a whisper at the close proximity.

“just feel like i’m in the way lately. i’m not strong like you n’i’m scared you’re gonna get rid of me cos i can’t—i can’t like do the things you all do, and—” your own words made your hiccup and cry a little harder, and that was all she needed to hear to pull you even closer.

“hey, hey. come on, that’s not true. you know i love you and i’m not going anywhere. pretty girls should never cry, especially not my pretty girl.” she pulled you closer until you were on her lap and she could hold you, rocking you side to side as you whimpered into her shoulder. you tried to explain yourself more but she gently shushed you, silencing you by jogging her knee beneath you slightly. “don’t talk, just cry. i got you.”

once you had calmed down a little bit and were ready to listen she took your cheek in her hand, wiping your tears again and staring into your eyes with a solemn look that was full of love and emotion. “i don’t wanna hear you say you’re not strong, alright? you’re plenty strong. remember how good you were getting with target practice the other day when i was teaching you? and you’re my helpful girl, could never get rid of you.” she kissed you a bunch of times on the lips, loads of small ones where she doesn’t pull her mouth away between each peck and you smiled, which made her feel like she’d succeeded.

“see, you’re strong in lots of ways… just a big old crybaby. but that’s okay.” she smirked, her lips curling against your cheek where she dropped another kiss and you stifled a giggle in offence, pushing out your bottom lip in an exaggerated pout making her chuckle.

“heeeey.” you complained and she grinned, turning your cheek with her fingers so she could plant another long kiss on your lips but before she did she was sure to mock you with a smile.

“heeeey.” she repeated quietly before kissing you, and you couldn’t help but smile too.

[mothwingwritings]

Doppo, Shibukawa, Motobe, Biscuit, And Yujiro As Your Sugar Daddy 💄💋✨

Hi everyone!!! Sorry I dipped out for a moment, I had an eventful past two weeks (but some of the event has been writing stuff, so that’s something at least lul) and now I come back offering whatever the hell this is lol. The idea of the Baki men being sugar daddies came to me in a vision while I was supposed to be working, so of course as the responsible individual that I am I focused on that and started writing this and here we are now! :D It’s for all my dilf/gilf lovers out there. You are all lovely little treasures and I adore you all. :*

As you can probably tell by the subject matter of this one, 18+ only please!!!

Thank you for reading!!!

Warnings: Sex, sex work/reader is a sex worker, mentions of various sexual acts, possessive/obsessive tendencies from your clients, dubcon, mentions of noncon, Yujiro Hanma being Yujiro Hanma, mentions of threesomes and open relationships, very little editing.

˗ˏˋ ♡ ˎˊ˗Doppo Orochi˗ˏˋ ♡ ˎˊ˗

·         Doppo would be an exceptional sugar daddy. He’s attentive and kind to you, both when you are out on dates and when you share private time together, and you can always tell he’s truly excited to spend time with you (even when sex isn’t involved). He loves to spoil you and has the money to back it, gifting you whatever your heart desires, all you have to do is say the word.

·         He’s a big family man, and as such he may push the boundaries a bit of what your relationship is. It’s hard to see him as just a benefactor when he’s sending you good morning and good night texts, inviting you over for home cooked dinners, calling you just so he can hear your voice and talk about silly things, checking in on you to make sure you are safe and happy. It may be pushing the line of what is appropriate and what isn’t for your relationship, but you can’t lie and say it isn’t nice feeling so cared for.

·         That being said, you know Doppo has a wife that he loves very much, so there is no confusion of your role as just a sugar baby in this dynamic. In most cases such a strong spousal bond may cause trouble on your end, but luckily for you Natsue is as fond of you as Doppo is. She’s definitely not as into the sexual aspect of your company as Doppo is, but get ready for plenty of passionate threesomes should the three of you find yourselves together and in the mood.

·         Doppo is very open about sharing his life with you. He invites you to all his matches, you have free access to Shinshin Kai dojo, and after a certain level of trust is reached, he’ll even give you a key to his house. At first it felt strange, like you were bordering on something taboo having so much access to his private life, and you worried you were taking advantage of his hospitality. But as time wore on you realized that his fondness for you was just so great that he wanted you to be a part of his life as much as possible, regardless of what the typical sugar daddy/sugar baby relationship was. However, if the familiarity and closeness ever made you uncomfortable he would end it immediately, reverting back to business as usual (though it would make him extremely sad).

·         His main downside is that he’s definitely very ‘dad-like’ and sometimes you feel more like a child he is over protective of then his beloved sugar baby. His fatherly advice and guidance can be a bit overbearing, and it takes all you have not to roll your eyes at his griping over some of your decisions and future plans.

·         If it doesn’t end up working out with Doppo, he has a hot son you can fall back on :)

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˗ˏˋ ♡ ˎˊ˗Gouki Shibukawa˗ˏˋ ♡ ˎˊ˗

·         Shibukawa truly is a wild card. You have no idea what to expect when this man calls on your services. He’s hired you for things as mild as enjoying afternoon tea with him and as raunchy as participating in the most degenerate sexual roleplay you can possibly imagine (consensually, of course).

·         So even though he’s one of your older benefactors, he is certainly far from boring. In fact, you can’t help but get excited whenever he reaches out to you, wondering what he may have in store for your meet up.

·         Shibukawa is one of the less sentimental of the sugar daddies. There is definitely no mistaking that your relationship is strictly for pleasure, and as a side effect of that his private life is a virtual mystery to you. You have your suspicions about what he does with his spare time, but should you pry too much he’ll swiftly and efficiently end the conversation, focusing his attention instead on the sweeter side of your affair.

·         However, he is far from cold. Shibukawa always treats you extremely well and pays you even better, so he quickly becomes one of your favorite clients.

·         Also, he’s extremely interesting. This man could make a story about what he ate for breakfast sound like the most fascinating thing on the world, so even if nothing big or exciting happens in the time you spend with him, at the very least you know you won’t ever be bored.

·         Don’t let his age fool you-he is a beast in bed. With age comes experience, and that has never been truer than with Shibukawa. You don’t think you’ve ever quite felt the thrill you get when you have intimate time with Shibukawa with any other client, let alone actual romantic partners you’ve had.

·         His downside is that his mood towards you is always fluctuating. He will be in constant contact with you for weeks at a time and then fall off the face of the earth, only to pop back up expecting you to prioritize him over your other clients. It’s a bit obnoxious, especially if he is your best paying client and you are relying on him financially, yet he refuses to keep you in the loop of any plans he wants to involve you in or meet ups he may be concocting.

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˗ˏˋ ♡ ˎˊ˗Motobe Izou˗ˏˋ ♡ ˎˊ˗

·         The KING of pet names. I honestly don’t think this man has ever called you your actual name once. Baby, sweetheart, dove, little one-the list goes on. If you called him a pet name back, he would probably have a heart attack brought on by the sheer amount of joy that would bring him.

·         He may not be as wealthy as some of your other clients, but his care and devotion to you are off the charts. Each time he calls on your services he always greets you with flowers or chocolates, and each date he takes you on is to a place you like or recommend, prioritizing your favorites over the stuff he may prefer. He’s at your beck and call; willing to drop everything should your schedule open up and you have the time to spend with him.

·         He’s very protective of you, having legitimate concerns over whether any of your other customers are overly handsy or make you do and participate in things you are uncomfortable with. He tries to play it cool and ask about your health and well-being nonchalantly, but you can tell by the nervous undertone in his voice and the bags under his eyes that his fretting over you and your profession wears heavily upon him, affecting his day to day life.

·         He’s also low-key scared that you prefer other clients over him (even though you have never done anything to make him perpetuate this idea), so he stresses himself out over that as well.

·         Motobe is an incredibly intimate lover. He takes his time with you, committing to memory which of his actions brings you the most pleasure so that he can use them time and time again to drive you wild. Every caress of his hand and kiss of his lips is gentle and loving, he treats you as if you are the most precious being on the planet earth and it never ceases to make you melt.

·         That being said, he has the toughest time distinguishing boundaries in your relationship, constantly blurring the lines between professional and personal. Anyone that interacts with the two of you can see just how head over heels for you he is, and more often than not when out and about people just assume you are spouses based solely on how openly affectionate and lovey dovey he is with you. His doting can be rather heavy-handed, not to mention disconcerting, especially when you work so hard to establish clear boundaries with him.

·         … But still, you can’t find yourself being too upset at Motobe. Even when he takes things too far, Motobe is certainly the most caring client you’ve had, earnestly watching over you and taking the best care of you he can with the limited time he has with you. Even with all his quirks, you have a definite soft spot for the man.

·         And who knows? Maybe someday when you seek another line of work and leave this one behind you can go on an actual date with him? He’ll most certainly be waiting on you, more than ready to make it official. :)

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˗ˏˋ ♡ ˎˊ˗Biscuit Oliva˗ˏˋ ♡ ˎˊ˗

·         If Biscuit is yoursugar daddy, my dear you have it MADE.

·         He is the IDEAL sugar daddy. He’s handsome, sweet, wealthy, and not afraid to lavish you in all of the finer things. It’s not uncommon for you to go out on a date with him only to come home in a new designer outfit of your choice, decked out in a varying level of jewels he let you pick out yourself.

·         And it’s not just material possessions, he loves taking you on all kind of exotic trips and vacations, taking you to places you never dreamed you’d be able to go. It makes his heart swell seeing the excitement in your eyes the moment the plane touches down at each new locale, your unbridled joy spurring him to feel just a thrilled by this adventure as you do (even if it’s to a place he has been countless times before).

·         But even when he’s not whisking you off to fun and foreign places, he always makes every date exciting. Regardless of if it’s small meet up, or a full on whirlwind adventure, there is never a dull moment with Biscuit.

·         Being with him is like an honest to god fairytale, you feel like some kind of royalty whenever you are in his presence. He dotes on you to the extreme, showering you in affection, praise, and gifts. You’ve never felt more beautiful or important than you do when you are with Biscuit.

·         All that being said, this man really makes you earn the title of sugar baby. His sex drive is off the charts and he has an insatiable attraction to you, which means the moment he sees you, he’s on you. Of course he shows decorum out in public, presenting as the perfect gentleman on any dates he escorts you on while out in the public eye. But the moment you two are behind closed doors? Prepare to be absolutely ravished. You probably won’t be able to walk for a few days once he’s done.

·         Like Doppo, you are aware that Biscuit already has a special lady in his life. As such, Biscuit made sure that you were someone that Maria was not just OK with, but someone she genuinely liked. You take that kind of as a badge of honor, as Maria has a tendency to be very picky with the people she surrounds herself with. But the two of you hit it off within minutes of meeting each other, which is a huge relief to both you and Biscuit.

·         You’re not expected to participate in the ‘sugar’ end of the deal with Maria, but should you show interest in Maria in that way, Biscuit would be over the moon. Whether it be a threesome or just the two of you together while he watched, he’ll be absolutely delighted either way (and expect to be handsomely compensated for the good time. ;). Just don’t start liking each other more than him, OK? He would probably pass away from heart break if the two of you left him in the dust. ^^;

·         The biggest down side to having Biscuit as your sugar daddy is that he can be a bit… much. He’s exceptionally clingy, to the point that you have to completely silence or shut off your phone sometimes because he’s always calling or texting you for some reason or another-even when you are with other clients. He also HEAPS on the affection so much that you feel suffocated by it, which is a lot on its own, let alone from a person you aren’t even in a committed relationship with. When you try and ask him to ease up, or even just straight up ignore him for a bit, it only makes his dogged affection worse. :/

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˗ˏˋ ♡ ˎˊ˗Yujiro Hanma˗ˏˋ ♡ ˎˊ˗

·         The fact that you even became the Ogre’s sugar baby is baffling, and honestly a rather scary and precarious situation for you to be stuck in.

·         The thought that he would actually pay for something so many people would willingly supply to him, or that he could simply take from another person, must mean he finds you extremely interesting. Whether that’s a good or bad thing is to be determined.

·         You don’t ever get a heads up for your liaisons with Yujiro-the man just shows up when he desires your company and that’s that. It doesn’t matter if you are sleeping, with another client, or otherwise engaged, Yujiro ALWAYS takes precedence and you better remember that if you want him to keep paying you.

·         That being said, he gets rather territorial of you when he sees you or hears about you with other clients. Not necessarily jealous (what is there to be jealous of? He’s leagues better than those losers and everyone knows it), but definitely disgruntled that despite his patronage you still choose other men to attend to. You should feel honored to have him as a patron, indebted to the point where he is your soul focus. The fact that you aren’t definitely pushes his buttons.

·         As stated, being Yujiro’s sugar baby is definitely a perilous situation to be in. He is interested in you enough to spend time and money on you, but you would never delude yourself into thinking he held any sort of romantic attraction towards you. You are merely a source of pleasure and entertainment, which in and of itself is fine, that is your profession after all.  But once your use to him ended… where does that leave you? With all other clients they simply moved on, but Yujiro is like an untamed beast. If he gets upset with you in anyway, getting extremely hurt by him is a very real possibility.

·         Also- he’s the strongest being on the planet. He could kill you without batting a lash, whether by accident or on purpose. Merely being in his presence is a daunting experience, and while you’ve dealt with strong and/or questionable clients in the past, Yujiro is a breed all his own. Simply put-he scares you, and he is by far the most dangerous person you’ve ever had to interact with.

·         Everything about your relationship is filled with uncertainty. Sometimes your dates are good- he’ll take you out to nice places to do exciting things and may even get you a gift or two. But more often than not his ‘dates’ (if you can even call them that) are chaotic and abrupt, leaving you in pain and out of it for days.

·         He’s EXTREMELY demeaning as well, calling you whore or slut more than your actual name. He especially likes to belittle you during sexual acts, reminding you of what a useless and weak piece of meat you are as he pounds into you mercilessly. The berating gets even worse when/if you start to feel pleasure from the acts. He enjoys it immensely when you put up a resistance to his advances, only to becoming a slavering mess, completely drunk off his cock.

·         Receiving money from Yujiro is very dependent on his mood and how much fun he had while in your company. There are days when you leave your dates loaded with cash with very little effort, and times when you go above and beyond to please home only to receive a small amount of income. Honestly though, the days when you receive more cash can be worse than when he barely pays you-he is apt to lord it over you and expect more unsolicited favors from you in response to his act of benevolence.

·         The worst part of this whole arrangement is that you don’t have a say in any of it. Any person in their right mind would reject Yujiro as a client no matter how attractive or wealthy he may be, but you were never given that luxury. The moment he took an interest in you, you became irrevocably tied to him with no hope of shaking him.  You would be forced to serve him until he grows tired of you- you just hope that when his interest in you wanes it means your freedom and not your untimely demise. :)

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[planeteroticaaa]

— GET YOU

(part of erotica’s and lovae’s valentines special💋)

suguru geto who woke you up by littering kisses all over your face. you laughed, jokingly pushing on his forehead to get him away from you, but instead he grabbed your hand and kissed your knuckles. “happy valentine’s day, my love,” he whispered to you, kissing your lips. “suguru! i probably have morning breath!” you whined, trying to push him away from you again. “you know i don’t care about that, y/n,” he chuckled softly, the warm smile on his face triggering one on yours. you laughed with him, entangling your fingers in his long black hair and propping yourself on your elbows to press your lips against his again.

“where did you run off to so early in the morning?” you asked, finally taking notice of the fact he had on clothes, shoes, and your favorite cologne of his soaked onto his clothes and skin as you watched him sit on the edge of the bed with his back facing you. “well, i had to give my beautiful girlfriend the best for our first valentine’s day today,” he leaned down, reaching for something beneath him. you playfully rolled your eyes and though he didn’t see it, he heard it in your voice when you teased him for being so cheesy.

“don’t pretend you don’t like it when i say stuff like that,” he glanced over his shoulder to look at you, a stupid smirk on his face, eyebrow raised as you jokingly slapped his shoulder. “happy valentine’s day, love,” suguru turned around holding a big, pretty bouquet of your favorite flowers in one hand and hot homemade breakfast in the other. “suguruuuu!” you were in awe, tears almost stinging your eyes as you smiled at him. of the boyfriends you had in your lifetime, nobody treated you like he did in such a short period of time, everyday making sure you knew he loved him in little ways, but this made it clear to you that you wanted to spend the rest of your life with this man.

“i know it may not seem like much right now, but trust me when i say you have a long day ahead of you, baby,” he rubbed the back of his neck nervously once you took the flowers. “no, it’s perfect! i just wish i had a vase as pretty as the flowers,”you looked around the room, but once you face him again, he had one in hand as if he planned for this exact moment. “i knew you’d say that,” he chuckled. you grabbed the vase and quickly started placing the flowers in it, watching how pretty they spread out at the end.

your smile never left your face as you put it on your bed side. he waited until you turned back around and looked at him to kiss you again. “i don’t know if you noticed, but i made your favorite,” he said, his breath fanning your face from your lips being only inches away from each other. “yeah, i noticed,” you chuckled, smiling into the kiss you pulled him back into, hand placed on his cheek. though the breakfast he made for you was quickly forgotten when he climbed on top of you and started kissing down your neck.

"o-oh...shitt—" you gasped at the feeling of suguru tongue drag from your ass down to your sensitive clit. you learned a long time ago this man didn't care. he was you on all fours, back arched and face in your pillow as he ate you from the back. he paid full attention to the sound you made like he typically did as he licked and sucked at your clit, his nose brushing against your pussy while his thumb teased your hole. the pad of his finger rubbed up and down your glistening slit then dragged to the side, pulling your pussy lips to the side to which your cunt spasmed around nothing. he was such a tease.

your eyebrows furrowed, biting down on your bottom lip, his strong hands on your hips and trying to pull you even closer to him so that your pretty pussy would in his face, juices dripping down his chin when he finally gave your hole some much needed attention. his thumb rubbed circles on your clit as he licked you up and down, sometimes pushing his tongue inside to feel, tease, and lightly stretch your tight gummy walls that knew what was coming next would be even better from the way they squeezed around his wet muscle.

he continued to switched back and forth between tongue fucking you and licking as your pretty folds, to sucking, tugging, and pressing his tongue against your throbbing bundle of nerves. he was making you feel so good you hadn't even noticed the way you were desperately backing your ass against him more, the tip of his nose prodding at the entrance of your hole. or when your hand went behind you to push his face deeper into your pussy, fingers gripping tightly as his black locks of hair. fuck, he was always so skilled with his tongue.

his fingers were just as skilled—pumping in and out of your soaking wet hole, your slick coating his nose and chin, dripping down his wrist as he twisted his digits inside you. he curled them—feeling at your walls for that particular spot he knew would make your eyes roll back and legs shake uncontrollable and when you did find it, he pressed his fingers onto it with each thrust.

"suguru! f-fuckkk!" you screamed, moaning even louder when he went from 2 fingers inside your to 3. you gripped the bed sheets beneath you, gasping from the feeling of your pussy squeezing his fingers to the point where you could feel every detail of his digits and it was driving you closer and closer to cumming all over him. with his mouth on your clit and 3 fingers in your pussy, he moved his other hand that was tightly gripping your hips to having his thumb in your ass.

your fingers gripped his hair even tighter, your hand moving from gripping the sheets to pinching at your hard nipples to stimulate yourself even further. you were about to cum, your eyes in the back of your head, pussy squelching loudly each time his fingers reached deeper in your hole all while keeping his thumb still inside you. "yes! j-just like that, fuckkkk 'm cumming suguru!" you cried out, body falling deep into the mattress as an attempt to get away from him when he started to overstimulate your sensitive pussy with his fingers and very sensitive clit with his mouth.

he took his thumb out your ass, slapping it right after as he followed you down, not moving his mouth away from you for his fingers from inside your tight walls as you creamed all over his fingers. "f-fuck!" you screamed, legs shaking when you pushed his face away from you. you were breathing heavily as you looked back at him, his face covered in your juices and he just licked his lips and smirked at you. "can you sit on my face next?"

i just know he’s fucking nasty with it🤭

[daffi-990]

Fuck it Friday 💋

Tagged by @tizniz @spotsandsocks @dangerpronebuddie and @wikiangela. Thanks friends for the tag! Mwah! xx

Have some more from the last chapter of Rival Firefighters 🚒 . This may be the last snippet I share cos well, I don’t wanna share it all plus she’s almost done! Thinking of posting Chapter One next week sometime but am debating whether I should get a beta reader or just fuck it and ball 😅

Prev snippet here (btw snippets aren’t always in order. I post whatever tickles my fancy)

They make it to the bedroom and Eddie pushes Buck onto the bed, quickly stripping off his pants before removing his own clothes sans underwear. He turns to Buck, drinking in the sight of him lying on his bed in nothing but his come stained underwear, waiting for Eddie. It takes his breath away, his heart swelling with love and adoration for this man he is now lucky enough to call his own.

Without wasting any time, Eddie climbs onto the bed and straddles Buck's hips. He looks down at his best friend as he runs his hands over Buck's chest, feeling every muscle beneath his fingers. Buck is big and strong already, but he’d mentioned to Eddie that he wanted to get bigger. The thought of more Buck has Eddie almost salivating.

He leans down to capture Buck's lips again in a deep kiss while grinding against him, feeling their cocks rubbing together through the thin fabric of their boxers. Buck moans into the kiss and reaches up to tangle his fingers in Eddie’s hair, pulling him closer as he deepens the kiss even further. Their bodies move together creating sparks of pleasure with each dirty grind.

“Fuck. I want to take you apart slowly,” Eddie says, the words tumbling out in a rush, his voice low and rough with desire, “spend an agonising amount of time showing you just how much I love you.” His gaze locks with Buck’s as he continues. “But right now I feel like if I don’t get inside you soon, I’m gonna die. I just,” he licks his lips and ducks his head feeling heat beginning to bloom high in his cheeks, “I want our first time together to be, I dunno, special.”

“Hey,” Buck brings a hand up to caress Eddie’s cheek, his fingers scraping along stubble, “it doesn’t matter if our first time is slow and missionary style or rough and dirty against a wall,” Buck replies, Eddie’s cock twitching at the mental image, “you could bend me over the kitchen counter and fuck me until I can’t stand and it’s still going to be special because it’s you and me.” He leans up to kiss Eddie softly on the lips.

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[shaynawrites23]

For your 200 follower celebration!

💋: I'd like one with with Sirius black! And the number... 58!!!

Congratulations to you on hitting 200! That ought to be a big achievement! I love your work BTW! Keep going!

Show Me

Pairing: Sirius Black x reader

Prompt: moving around while kissing, stumbling over things, pushing each other back against the wall/onto the bed

Word count: 678

Warning: suggestive content, implied smut

A/N: im sorry this has been sitting in my inbox forever 😅 trying to stretch my writing muscles by doing a few blurbs before i write the longer requests, thought i'd clear out my inbox while im at it! whoever you are, anon, i thank you for the support and i hope you enjoy the drabble if you see this!

It started as a date. You haven't seen your boyfriend in some time, and the moment your schedules aligned, Sirius declared in his usual fashion that he was taking you out on a date.

In hindsight, you should have known it would end this way, and... maybe you wanted it to. You're dressed in the outfit he loves so much on you, smiled so innocently at him when he came to pick you up and ignored the way his breath hitched the moment he laid eyes on you. Or... well, Sirius believes you're only pretending not to notice.

He hasn't been able to keep his hands off of you all evening. A hand on your back, fingers tracing shapes on your thigh before he forces himself to let up on you slightly, hand reaching for yours, stealing a kiss every chance he gets... even as you leave, he has an arm around your waist, holding you close, smudging a kiss to your hairline paired with softly murmured words you don't catch.

And now...

Now, his lips are on yours before you've even entered your apartment; you're still blindly fumbling for your keys and have to push him away, just for a moment, else you're sure you'll be standing outside all night. He looks confused for a moment, and hurt, but then you're flinging the door open, tugging him inside with you by his belt loops, and the pieces click.

He kicks the door shut with his foot. You barely have time to register the dull slam of the wood before he's pulling you into him—or maybe you're dragging him closer by your hand on his collar—and he's groaning out a "fuck, so fuckin' pretty, darlin', my gorgeous girl-" before your mouths meet again, hot and greedy and wanting.

Sirius backs you up as he kisses you, strong hand gripping your hip. He knows the layout of your apartment well, too well for the way he bumps you against the corner of the dining table to be anything but carelessness. To his credit, he apologizes when you wince, hand moving to soothe the sore spot, but you've already forgotten about the incident, too lost in the way he's kissing you.

God, how you love his kisses. He has a way of kissing you so sweetly, moreso than you expected of a man like him, and that sweetness isn't lost even as his kisses turn deeper, hungry and impatient. Sirius kisses you like he wants you, like you're special, makes you feel like you're valuable, like you're worth it, and... and of course he does, you're all those things to him-

You're not given time to dwell on it, though, not with the way he's filling every corner of your mind. Sirius has quite the personality, too much for some, but you love him all the more for who he is. And right now, he's your breathtakingly handsome boyfriend who's leaning over you, pressing you onto your bed as he settles between your legs, and now your breath is catching in your throat.

"Merlin, look at you. My stunning girlfriend. Most attractive woman I've ever seen," he breathes when he pulls back to simultaneously catch his breath and admire you. You look like a work or art to him, a goddess, with tousled hair and kiss-swollen lips, panting and reaching for him like you miss him even though he's right there. He obliges, his weight pressing you further into the mattress as his teeth graze your pulse, his mouth kissing its way back up to yours. "Bet you did in on purpose, tryin' to test my restraint... darlin', don't you know what uou do to me when you dress up all pretty like that?"

Breathless and not about to admit you chose your outfit with him in mind, though you're certain he knows, you only shrug, and you feel his lips quirk into a smirk just under your jaw.

"Oh, gorgeous, I'm gonna show you just what it does to me."

That he certainly did.

[slasherhoe87]

Hi, sweetie. May I have Bubba sawyer, Thomas hewitt, michael Myers, bo, vincent, lester, Jason Voorhees, and brams heelshire. With s/o who is very submissive and will do anything to be able to have slasher sex. S/o also has high sex and always wears sexy clothes 👙👠💋 and lingerie. I hope this isn't too much for you but, what if you can't accept my request it's okay you can freely ignore my request. Your Blogs are treasure troves and very hard to find 😭.

Don't forget to take care of your health sweetie. Have a good day ❤

Hey Anon, sure I'll do this request for you. Hope you'll like it. However, like in my previous request with Norman amongst the other names, I'll have to skip Brahms as I don't know his character too well.

SLASHERS WITH A THIRSTY S/O:

Info: NSFW / Fem!Reader / mentions of breeding, light bdsm, medical play kinks

BUBBA SAWYER:

LOVES the tiny little denim shorts you wear. You have them in almost every colour and often wear a breezy little crop top with a plunging neckline to match them.

Whenever you skip into a room that Bubba's in, his eyes drink the sight of you up like lemonade on a hot texan day

Happy squeals galore when you giggle and jump into his big, meaty arms

You like to tease him when he's alone - whether he's in the basement, barn, your shared bedroom or anywhere really when the fam is not around

You'll call his name in a playful flirty manner and when he looks towards you, you'll quickly untie the strings of your crop top and flash him before running away

You manage to shock him with pure delight every single time you do it

You'll hear heavy, eager footsteps behind you as you run away, then you shriek in glee as you feel his large arms encircle your waist, lift you up and carry you somewhere secluded

Cue heavy make-out sessions if its day time and there's still work to be done. But if the day is over? You'll be tossed onto the bed like a ragdoll with an over-eager and lust-filled Bubba devouring you like the chocolates he loves so much

You can never get enough of this big, murderous puppy dog. Not his musky, sweat laden scent, not his big meaty body, nor his mop of dark hair and especially not his long, thicc cock

Bubba especially likes it when he lumbers upstairs after a hard day's work to find you lying on the bed, waiting for him while wearing the pretty lingerie sets he loves so much - the ones with butterfly or strawberry prints on them, with bows and frills - he ADORES them - cue more excited squealing and many, many orgasms by his skilled and eager mouth, hands and cock

As you do your chores for the day all you can think about is beautiful Bubba and his big fat cock.

When you REALLY can't hold your desire for Bubba at bay (which is more often than not) you'll slink down to the basement and give Bubba THAT look - the one that tells him that you're down there with him for that one little act you nor he can get enough of

He's still nervous as ever when you crawl under the table while he works, worried that one of the household will come down and catch the two of you

But the moment you wrap your warm, gloss stained lips around his hardening cock, all worries and fears leave him. His butchering momentarily forgotten as his sweet, lusty little y/n pleasures him like only she could

THOMAS HEWITT:

Like Bubba, just the sight of this big, sweaty, hard working man drives you insane with lust

You're always staring at his thick forearms littered in marks, scars and a smattering of dark hair - just knowing how strong those arms are, how easily they can lift a grown man, farming equipment, farm animals and heavy machinery drives you wild

Luda Mae often catches you staring heatedly at Tommy during dinner when he's all sweaty and grime covered from a hard day's work with a knowing smile

Luda Mae slyly encourages you and Tommy to spend lots of "quality" time together because she desperately wants a house filled with grandbabies

You however, see right through her. And not wanting children just yet, you secretly remain on birth control pills - because lord knows you would have been pregnant ages ago with how much cum Tommy shoots into you at a time

Your need for Tommy is insatiable - just the mention of his name causes your cunt to clench and drip with arousal

When Tommy is alone in the barn fixing up some farming equipment or tending to the animals you like to perch yourself up on one of the square hay bales in nothing but the short, little sundresses he loves so much

When he turns to look at you, you like to send him a mischievous smile and lift your dress, showing him that you're not wearing any underwear

Tommy always drops what he's holding and makes a beeline for you - just how you wanted.

Cue rough, animalistic barn sex. The bleating of the goats, the moos of the cows, the chains swinging above you, the scent of fresh hay, Tommy's laboured grunting above you, the sound of sweaty skin smacking against sweaty skin - it all brings about fast and intense orgasm after orgasm

You always leave the barn satisfied, thick cum and your own juices dripping from your gaping cunt (thanks to Tommy's sizeable girth), a slight limp to your gait

But your thirst for Tommy never fully quenches.

You eagerly await the night where you like to tease Tommy's eyes with some revealing lingerie - he is especially fond of the satin and lace emerald green set you have

You submit yourself to him, laying spread beneath his hefty weight, legs wide open, your wrists pinned above your head by a large, hot hand, Thomas pounding into you until those delicious tears stream down your cheeks from overstimulation.

This man is relentless. His body blessed with an immense pool of stamina from years of hard outdoor labour.

But even though your poor little pussy is puffy, red, swollen and stretched beyond limits you want more. Always more. And to ensure Tommy doesn't get any ideas about stopping and to get what you want - your belly swollen with his seeming never ending supply of cum, you need only whisper two words in his ear

"Breed me"

RZ MICHAEL MYERS:

You notice Michael is more hands-on with you and hovers around you more often when you wear those skin tight black mini dresses with the lace-up chest area and band print on the middle. He's especially fond of the KISS and Slipknot one

So in turn, to get Michael to engulf you with his touches and presence like you so desire, you wear them more often

You find yourself shopping a lot more for lingerie than you used to... Michael doesn't pull the lingerie off of you - he tears and rips the pieces off. Leaving the tiny bits of fabric destroyed on the floor before going to town on your eager body

You go to cheaper stores now for lingerie as you simply cannot afford to replace the expensive sets as often as you seem to need to

Michael likes you in black and red lingerie. The more obscene in design, the better. Think crotchless thongs, no material covering the breasts save for the nipples and pussy thongs too

They serve no purpose save for getting Mikey's cock hard and enticing his eyes

But you love it all the same. You crave the possessive and desire filled gaze you receive from Michael when your body is wrapped in the obscene garments

A present for him, that only he and he alone may see and unrwap

Your pussy moistens and aches at these thoughts

Before he can unwrap the gift that is you though, you tease him through predator/play games

You LIVE for Mikey chasing you through the house, his breathing heavy with excitement and lust, his sharp knife gleaming menacingly in the moonlight of the windows

An when he catches you, you nearly orgasm as he lifts you up against the wall with one hand held firmly against your throat. The other dragging his knife gently against your chest, over your pert nipples, down your stomach before eventually rubbing the blunt top of the tip of the cold blade against your throbbing clit until your sopping empty pussy clenches around nothing and you see stars from both oxygen deprivation and a mind blowing clitoral orgasm

You count the minutes while you're at work. All you can think of is your behemoth of a lover. His massive hands, his toned chest, those strong arms and thighs, his silky smooth long hair and those deceptively soft lips

When you get home, you'll both have a nice dinner and enjoy each other's company before you retire to your shared bedroom where you submit yourself to his power, his lust as his little fuck toy

You wouldn't have it any other way

BO SINCLAIR:

When you first made your relationship official, Bo told you exactly how he liked his woman to dress

Well, no fucking way were you gonna doll yourself up to look like an 80s bimbo who bar-hopped for a living with the big hair and leopard print

However, you did compromise and incorporated certain elements of that "style" into your own modern look

Bo was pleased as punch with the outcome and so were you

This beautiful man of yours likes to be fed snacks (particularly cherries, grapes and cheesy crackers) while he watches Nascar

You eventually get bored from the car racing and want to indulge in a far more fun sport with Bo. You always set his sports to record so he can watch later

He eventually notices your fingers slipping in a little deeper, lingering a little longer inside his hot, wet mouth as you pop another piece of fruit inside

Bo dons his signature smirk and turns his body towards you, a hand always placed on either your hip or thigh

"Feelin' a tad neglected there baby?"

You look up at him with puppy dog eyes and a pout (he loves that shit) and nod

"Well let's do somethin' 'bout that, hmm?" In one swift motion he has you slung over his broad shoulder and stomps upstairs to the bedroom for round after round of intense, rough sex

When you feel like giving Bo a real treat, you'll don skimpy leopard print lingerie and red lipstick. Wrapping yourself up in a black satin bathrobe you'll wait for him to come to bed and when he enters the bedroom and sees you in that robe with that particular coy smile, he knows he's in for one of his favourite things: a lap dance

No longer does Bo have to drive two towns over to the strip club - not when he has his beautiful baby in his life now

Bo is always mesmerized by the slow sultry sway of your plush hips, the way your pretty eyes bore into his own - that look you give him says that you're his and only he could ever get the pleasure of watching you dance so intimately for him

Not a day goes past when you don't find yourself slinking into Bo's garage, craving his firm, rough touch

Quickies in the small office of the garage are a must. If you don't get Bo to pound into you on his desk for whatever reason then your mood is soured for the rest of the day

But rest assured y/n - if Bo has been busy all day and was unable to indulge your needy desire for him, then he'll more than make it up for you tonight in your shared bedroom

VINCENT SINCLAIR:

On many nights you'll often be in Vincent's basement, sweat coated from the heat of the room, laying posed on his sofa in black lingerie with various nature or dark bohemian prints on them while he takes photos, videos and makes sketches of you

Your eyes drink up every inch of this talented man

You close your eyes for a moment picturing those large, artist's hands of his on your body... massaging, caressing, tracing, fondling.. you sigh and squeeze your thighs together, growing wet at the thought of his touch

Eventually Vincent notices your heated stare and the way you clench your thighs together. With a smirk behind his wax mask he puts his pencils or paint brushes down and stalks towards you, intending to reward you for your patience as his muse

Expect silky caresses and deep, passionate fucking from this masked man

On nights when you're feeling particularly starved for dangerous thrills you offer Vincent to indulge in a game of predator/prey

He's always eager

Adrenaline pumps through both of your bodies as he stalks and chases you throughout Ambrose

Where a heady mix of fear and arousal courses through your veins, Vincent's are flowing with power, anticipation and a deep primal lust

When caught, you'll always shriek from a short burst of terror from Vincent's strong, hot grip on your biceps, waist or shoulders

If he doesn't savagely fuck you right then and there then he'll places his large hand over your mouth and hauls you kicking with muffled screams down to the basement where he first strips you of all your clothing, then restrains you on the waxy metal table

Your chest rises and falls heavily with both fear and lusty eagerness as Vincent indulges in hot wax and medical play with your prone and helpless bare form

You can't ever complain about your very active sex life with Vincent. He gives you exactly what you need, when you need it - no questions or hesitations

If you want it soft and passionate? You have it. Dark and extreme? He's more than happy to provide that too

Suffice it to say, you are very happy in Ambrose living with your masked lover

LESTER SINCLAIR:

You drive Lester WILD with your daisy dukes and cowboy boots

He CANNOT keep his eyes or his hands off of you when you wear them - which is exactly what you wanted

This dirty, crazy little opossum of a man makes your blood run molten hot with his cheeky smiles and mischievous eyes

And those hands! Those lithe, hard working hands are too skillful for their own good - not that your tits or pussy is complaining...

Seeing as you work evening shift at the gas station you like to ride with Lester in his truck during the day while he clears up roadkill and makes deliveries to Ambrose for his weird brothers

While in the truck you glance at Lester's thighs, then at their junction

You lick your glossed lips and gently place your hand on his thigh. He smiles to you and squeezes your hand before his eyes are back on the road

Your returned smile however is not quite as innocent

You swiftly lean down over to Lester's lap, unbuckle his belt and pull down the zipper of his worn out old jeans and whip out his cock

Poor Lester never knows how you manage to do all of that so quickly

His cheeks redden and his breath quickens

"Baby" he breaths out as you lick him from balls to tip

The truck swerves a little but Lester is quick to bring it back under control

"Darlin' you're killin' me here" his tone says disapproval yet his hand is firm on the back of your head pushing your mouth further down his throbbing, weeping dick

You found yourself humming in contentedness - the vibrations from your throat causing his cock to pulse in your hot, wet mouth. Few things gave you more pleasure than your mouth being plugged by Lester's veiny cock

Eventually Lester can't take it anymore and would bring the truck to an abrupt stop down a small unused trail off the road and into the woods

He'd then lean his head back against the seat's headrest and let out a stream of praises with a few words of degradation here and there

"You're doin' so well darlin'"

"That's it.... yeah, just like that"

"You take my cock so well in that purdy little mouth 'o yours"

"You're such a slut for my cock huh baby?"

You moan and take him even deeper at his words - you were right where you belonged

This as usual eventually leads to him taking you hot and rough on the back of his truck. With you either leaning forwards against the back of the cab or you on your back on the truck bed

If you asked nicely Lester would sometimes hold his bowie knife to your throat while he mercilessly pounds into your greedy wet cunt

As far as lingerie goes, Lester goes wild for that baby pink set with the fluffy trim and pompom strings

The man can't keep his eyes and hands away from your form when you're wrapped in those little pieces of fabric.

He'll snap a shot or two of you in the set with his polaroid and keep it with his other photos of you behind his truck's sun visor

When Lester picks you up at the gas station at night when your shift ends you both like to drive to his favourite spot overlooking the woods. You'll chat and stargaze for a while before the two of you indulge in soft love-making, relieved by a cool breeze tempering the warm humid air and cacophony of the Louisiana wildlife surrounding you

JASON VOORHEES:

Please don't tease this big innocent baby

His pure, precious little heart (and dick) simply can't take it

He just about drops his hammer when he's fixing the window pane in the front of your shared cabin when he looks over his shoulder to see you sitting comfortably on the lawn chair in nothing but a tiny spring green bikini with little daisy prints, facing him with a glass of iced tea

"Keep at it babe... I'm just admiring the view" You say, as a fat drop of sweat runs down your neck and between your perky breasts

Jason's good eye follows that drop of sweat before he gulps and tries to go back to concentrating on the task at hand

You internally giggle at his flustered form and visible tenting of the crotch of his work pants

Teasing this big, sweet, easily flustered murder man is a guilty pleasure of yours

But you just can't help yourself. When you see his bulging muscles strain behind his shirts as he performs chores around the cabin or his thicc, strong thighs and meaty behind test the strength of his pant seams you go feral with need for him and his huge veiny cock

You just have to be patient with his initial timidness and embarrassment when initiating sexy times as this poor baby has a lot of issues with sex thanks to his strict christian upbringing

But once you get past those hurdles your Jason turns into a feral grizzly bear in the sheets

You can't walk properly for hours once he's done with you

Before he comes back at night from ruining the lives of once happy campers, you slip on his favourite set of lingerie for you - the baby blue ones with the cherub and cloud prints and wait for him on your shared bed, ready to alleviate the tension and stress from his powerful body

Taking a stroll through the woods alongside the lake in the late afternoon hand in hand you sigh happily and smile up at your sweet Jason. He looks down at you and by the crinkle of the corner of his eye behind his mask, you know he's smiling back at you

Suddenly you push Jason against a broad, sturdy tree

He's momentarily shocked by your action until his thoughts all go to mush as you drop to your knees on the moist soil of the forest floorbed and whip his quickly hardening cock out of his pants

Jason groans behind his mask as you take the swollen, pink head of his cock in your mouth and suckle for a few moments - his large hands flying out to grip your head

Cue lots of garbled nonsense, groans, whimpers and moans to be heard amongst the sounds of the forest for the next while

Eventually you're rewarded by being roughly shoved face first against the tree, your short skater dress gets lifted up and you hear another groan from Jason as he sees your bare bottom and slick cunt

Your loud moans, cries and gasps join the cacophony of the forest as Jason ruthlessy pounds into your pussy

Your nails scratch at the bark of the tree, tears stream down your cheeks at his relentess and bone rattling pace

"Yes Jason! Yes fuck FUCK fuck... baby you're doing so fucking good"

You play on his praise kink and he rams even harder and faster in you with a loud garbled moan - the swollen blunt head of his cock ramming against your cervix in delicious pleasure-pain

Once the both of you are spent he likes to carry you back to the cabin where he treats you so good and tenderly with him wiping you clean, giving you a drink and then snuggling his large, warm body close to you on the sofa while you both listen to music on the cd player

Getting lost in the woods two years ago was the best thing that could've happened to you in your once unhappy life

You smile to yourself as you and Jason spoon on the sofa, your eyes fluttering closed for a nap

Jason better be ready because when you wake up you'll be pouncing on him again for round two