#''will is so pretty i wanna touch his face''

[rafecameroninterlude]

rafe + corruption kink

warnings: flirting, teasing, groping

“how come you’re here if parties aren’t your thing?” rafe currently had an arm draped over your shoulders, his hand resting on your thigh as he gazed down at your pretty face. “my friend wanted me to get out for a while..” you bit your lip, glancing up at the handsome stranger before quickly looking away. rafe smiled at your nervous antics. you gave him the impression that you’re not used to being in close proximity with men, and that idea enticed him more than he cared to admit. “do you know my name?” rafe watched your breathing quicken when he started rubbing shapes into your skin, his hand slowly moving under the hem of your dress.

“no.. i’m sorry, am i supposed to?” he leaned down so his lips were right next to your ear. “well, you’re in my house.” your eyes widened slightly. “really?! you have a beautiful home.” you smiled nervously. “yeah? you like it?” he got up, taking your hand in his, “wanna see more?” you nodded, fully expecting him to show you the pool outside, or maybe the bar in the corner of the living room, but instead you found yourself following him upstairs. “tell me..?” he trailed off, “y/n.” you answered, swallowing thickly as you two entered his bedroom. “y/n, i’m rafe. do you have a boyfriend?”

he guided you to his bed where he pulled you on top of his lap. “umm, no.. but i go on dates sometimes.” nervously fiddling with the ring on your finger, rafe hummed. “dates, huh? do these dates go anywhere?” he stroked your hair softly, tucking a few strands behind your ear as you shook your head. “i don’t think i understand what you’re asking.” your voice was small, the feeling of his fingertips on your skin made butterflies flutter in your tummy. “do they get to have their way with you?” his tone sent shivers down your spine. “like if we kiss and stuff? no.” you felt embarrassed saying it out loud.

rafe cursed under his breath at the revelation, his cock hardening in his shorts. “how come?” he cleared his throat, trying to ignore the way you shifted in his lap. “i don’t know, i just get scared i’m going to disappoint them.” you shrugged. “and why is that?” finally, you looked up, meeting his eyes. “because i’ve never done anything before.” it was like a switch flipped in his brain, and the only thing rafe could think about was stuffing you with his cock and turning you into his own personal slut. “do you want to?” his hand was back under your dress, as if to coax you to say yes.

you let out a shaky breath, blinking at him. “you’ll teach me?” rafe watched your eyes sparkle as you waited for him to answer. “baby, i’ll do so much more than teach you. i’ll make you feel so good you won’t even know what to do with yourself.” you nodded before a word could leave your lips. “you’d do that?” rafe smiled, his fingers slipping under the waistband of your panties. “of course,” he cooed, “but only under one condition.” your stare faltered when you felt a single digit slide between your folds. “no one else except me can touch this pretty pussy.”

[chaotic-mystery]

I woke up thinking about this okay okay

Joel at work and it’s your day off so naturally you sleep in, he texts you good morning and that he’s at work, have a good day, yada yada yada. But you wake up just achingly needy for him, like down bad, just throbbing from the wet dreams of him you had.

You send him some dirty photos and that leads to him looking at them right away, which leads him to calling you and telling you how left out he feels that he’s not there and you tease him, calling out his name as your fingers dip into your shorts to your clit.

“Mmmm it feels so good baby, what a shame you’re at work and not inside me.”

Your voice is like a spell casting through his earbuds and he can’t make a face, he can’t let everyone at work know what he’s listening to. So you talk yourself up through the whole thing, reminding him just how good your fingers feel inside yourself. Your moans get louder and more drawn out the more you touch yourself and Joel groans, his bulge becoming painful pressing against his pants.

“Tell me you wanna hear me come, say it baby, please.” You whine out, fingers circling your clit faster before dipping back into your hole.

Joels eyes go wide as he walks back to his truck on site, looking around to make sure no one hears him.

“Cmon, I wanna come so bad for you, Joel. Tell me , tell me, tell me.” You chant out and feel your muscles tightening with every pump of your fingers.

“Make that fuckin’ pussy come so hard, baby doll. Let me hear those pretty sounds you make when you think about me, show me how good it feels.” His gravely voice is a little hush, afraid someone will hear him but at this point he doesn’t really fucking care.

And that’s all you need, for him to push you right over the edge.

[midwestprincesss]

never say sorry -sub!art donaldson x fem!reader smut

notes- this was literally supposed to be super short but i got carried away cause i am a whore (and proud of it)

cw- art is a little insecure:( , mentions of him having sex with tashi before (NO TASHI SLANDER I LOVE MY GIRL BUT IT'S FOR THE PLOT😭) , he cums prematurely (like...really..) art's a whiny little slut, art keeps calling reader love ( i got a thing for that pet name sorry y'all) , reader calls art 'artie' once cus it's cute&idc.

thinking about art constantly apologizing while having sex :( like ur unzipping his pants and he's already bucking his hips up into your hand, and then immediately muttering "sorry":(( my babyyy

so at first you think that okay, whatever, it's just something that slips out

but then he does it SO many times that you're actually starting to be concerned

like, you're giving him head and he moans a little too loudly- he's apologizing again. while kissing, you pull back for air and he still follows you, mouth half-open, wanting more - but then he realizes and he apologizes again.

but one time he really caught you off guard-

it had been a long day for him, spending almost all day training for his upcoming match. he barely had any time to rest, so he comes back to his dorm, taking off his shirt and pants, getting into bed with you only with his baby-blue boxer briefs on.

he kisses you. he's so fucking tired, but he still kisses you. 'cause he needs you, especially after the day he just had. you could feel his hard cock, practically begging you to take his boxers off.

"please love, wanna see you" he says while tugging at your top, watery eyes glistening with tears waiting to be spilled.

you take it off and unclasp your bra, little whimpers leaving his lips at the sight of you over him, with your tits out. you would love to take your time with him, really. to hear him beg and plead for you. but he's so eager, and so polite about it too- you just can't do that to him right now. so when you take off his boxers, his cock immediately jumps up, slapping his lower abdomen, right over his strawberry-blond happy trail.

"aww baby, look at you. you're so pretty aren't you?" you smile down at him, admiring how his legs shake slightly at every word you say. "hmm? aren't you?" you repeat. "mmghn- yeah, i- uhh i am" he says, eyes almost rolling back from the lack of touch. "you're what? say it." he sighs. you do this a lot. 'self love is important' you usually tell him- but not now. not when his dick is out, aching and leaking and begging to be touched. but just for the sake of it- just because he wants to please you, he says it. "i'm pretty"

"good boy," you coo, finally bringing a finger down to his cock, only to circle his pink, wet tip. and with that, he loses it. his mind goes blank, and he can't help it- all the waiting, the anticipating made him lose control of his body. he really didn't want to cum, he wanted to be good for you, but you were just so hot, he couldn't hold back. so immediately after his white, thick and warm liquid lands partially on his stomach and a bit on your hand, he starts babbling out apologies.

"i'm sorry, i'm so sorry love, please don't be mad, please- i'll clean up after myself- oh my god i'm so sorry-" he was so obviously tired, he could barely make up the words, yet he still continued apologizing. until you cut him off.

"art, baby- you dont need to apologize to me! what's up with this" you ask, softly. "you know i love making you feel good. and it's even better when i get feedback like this" you giggle. his cheeks turn bright pink as he covers his face.

"but i literally came the second you touched me" he mumbles, shyly.

you kiss his shoulder, smiling. "and it was hot."

"i- I don't know how to explain it to you, love- i just don't want to disappoint you. tashi used to hate it when i did any of this, she hated hearing me, and stuff like that- sometimes it made me feel like i was an object to her or something, y-you know? she'd get mad at me, and uh- it wasn't great."

"oh." you could actually feel your heart breaking for the boy. he was so sweet, he never deserved any of that. "well i'm not tashi, and i definitely won't get mad at you for anything like that. i like hearing you, and believe it or not, this was really fucking hot. you're letting me know i'm making you feel good. what's wrong with that?"

"just don't wanna upset you." art shrugs.

"i promise you artie, you could never upset me." you peck his lips and he smiles. "now let's clean you up"

[yuutx]

ೀ ׅ ۫ . 𝐖𝐈𝐒𝐇 𝐘𝐎𝐔 𝐖𝐄𝐑𝐄 𝐇𝐄𝐑𝐄 𝐑𝐈𝐆𝐇𝐓 𝐍𝐎𝐖, 𝐀𝐋𝐋 𝐎𝐅 𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐓𝐇𝐈𝐍𝐆𝐒 𝐘𝐎𝐔 𝐃𝐎 ! (𝒪𝒦𝒦𝒪𝒯𝒮𝒰 𝒴𝒰𝒰𝒯𝒜)

okkotsu yūta x f!reader ﾉ 18+ content. ﾉ nsfw + phone sex ﾉ masturbation ﾉ fingering ﾉ yūta refers to reader as 'miss' ﾉ clit play ﾉ nipple play ﾉ jerking off ﾉ dirty talk ﾉ slight degrading ﾉ teasing ﾉ ( self ) hair pulling ( m ) ﾉ use of 'pup' once to refer to yūta ﾉ msub + fdom ﾉ not proofread ! ૮꒰๑´ ᵕˋ๑꒱ა

iii feeeeel liek this started off rlly nicely but hhmm . . 'm havin real mixed feelings ab this fic . i did rlly need 2 write 4 my babie 2 take m' mind off of stress tho so i suppose its okae ! enjoy, enjoy ! art credits go to @/sso_s__ on twitter ♡ + ↻ are rlly appreciated ! !

Whine after whine poured from his lips, the sounds causing his cheeks to burn, a mixture of shame and humiliation flooding him. His face felt hot, his forehead damp with sweat, a few beads rolling down the sides of his face, his hair clinging to his skin. His whole body was trembling, his heart pounding, his chest heaving, the sound of his labored breaths filling the otherwise silent room. His eyes were screwed shut, his hands clutching the phone tightly, the device pressed to his ear, his other hand occupied, the appendage wrapped around his hard, leaking length. His cock was slick with his own precum, a small puddle forming on his toned stomach. His knuckles were white, his grip tight, the slight pain adding to the pleasure.

A strangled whimper left him, the tip of his tongue darting out to wet his lips, the wet muscle catching a drop of drool, the saliva threatening to drip down his chin. He squirmed, his back arching, his head tilting back, the movement causing the bed to creak, the mattress squeaking in protest. Yuuta gasped, the sound turning into a moan, his eyes snapping open, his pupils blown, the deep blue irises shimmering with tears. He bucked his hips, thrusting his length into his hand, his grip loosening, his fingertips ghosting over the flushed, throbbing flesh, his nails digging into the sensitive tip, a high pitched whine tearing from his throat, his teeth sinking into his bottom lip, his jaw clenched. "A-ah- Baby.." He choked, the words sticking in his throat, the pressure mounting, the knot in his abdomen winding tighter and tighter, threatening to snap. "M-miss.. a-aah.. p-please, I-I, h-hh-ah-h.." He mewled, his words trailing off into a series of needy, desperate sounds. "M-miss, I-I.. m-m'close.." His hand squeezed the base of his cock, his thumb rubbing the underside of the head, the touch causing a spasm to run through him, a breathy moan leaving him.

You could hear the noises he was making, could picture him writhing on the bed, the image causing a heat to pool in the pit of your stomach, a soft whimper leaving you. "Mm..you sound so pretty, baby.." You purred, the praise making his dick twitch, a fresh wave of precum spilling from him, the liquid dribbling down his fingers. "Keep going, angel, don't stop.." You cooed, your own hand dipping down between your thighs, your ring and middle finger pressing against your swollen clit. You swiped your fingers through your folds, gathering your slick, smearing it onto the bud, rubbing circles into it, a soft sigh escaping you. "God, Yuuta.." You breathed, your back arching, a pleasant feeling washing over you. "You sound so cute..so desperate.." You teased, a devious smirk tugging at your lips, the corners of your eyes crinkling.

Yuuta's face burned, embarrassment washing over him, the flush on his face darkening, the heat spreading down to his neck. "B-baby.." He choked out, his grip on his phone loosening, the device falling onto the bed, the call continuing. He sat up, his knees drawn to his chest, his hand moving up and down his length, the slick coating his fingers easing the glide, the friction from his palm adding to the pleasure. "I just wanna be inside of you.. I-I want it so bad, miss, I-I- a-ah.." He moaned, his free hand moving up, his fingers tangling in his hair. He tugged on the soft strands, imagining it was you, picturing your hands grabbing at him, tugging on his raven locks, the fantasy causing his eyes to roll back, his teeth sinking into his bottom lip, the puffy flesh turning red.

Your lips curled into a grin, your eyebrows quirking up, amusement glittering in your eyes. You spread your legs wider, your fingers dipping down, the pads of your index and middle finger pressing against the opening to your hole, the wetness soaking them. "Do you now, baby boy?" You teased, a giggle slipping from you. "Is that why you're whining and whimpering so much? Is that why you're a fucking mess right now?" You crooned, the words dripping from your lips like honey. Yuuta mewled, nodding his head to himself, his eyes closing. "Y-yes.. y-yes, miss, I-I just.." He stuttered, his words dying in his throat.

"Just what, baby?" You questioned, sliding the fingers inside yourself, the digits sinking in all the way to the knuckle. You sighed, your hips grinding against your hand, the feeling making a soft, pleased noise leave you. "Just want me? Hm?" You purred, your fingertips brushing against the soft, spongy tissue inside of you. You bit back a moan, rubbing the spot, a jolt of pleasure coursing through you. You pulled your fingers out before thrusting them back in, the pace slow, your palm slapping against your clit. "Wanna be a good boy and make me feel good?" You added, your head tipping back, a shuddering sigh leaving you.

"Y-yeah, I do.. I-I.." Yuuta trailed off, a groan leaving him, the noise morphing into a whine, his chest heaving, his breath coming in short, rapid pants. He could feel his release creeping up on him, his stomach twisting, his heart rate increasing, his skin tingling. "Wanna fill you up.." He choked out, his hand squeezing his dick. He gave it a few rough pumps, his fingers wrapping around the shaft, the digits curling around the throbbing length, a spurt of precum dripping from the swollen tip.

"Fill me up, baby boy?" You repeated after him, a laugh bubbling from your lips, the sound light and airy, the melodic tone causing his stomach to flip, his cock twitching. "Is that what you wanna do, pup? Is that what you want?" You hummed, your eyes fluttering shut, a low moan leaving you. You slid the digits in and out of yourself, your walls clenching around them, your wetness seeping out of you, the sticky fluid coating your inner thighs. Your clit was throbbing, the bud aching, your arousal dripping down your folds, the liquid trickling down onto the sheets, the spot soaking through the material.

Your pace quickened, your fingers slamming in and out of you, your palm slapping against your sensitive clit with every thrust. You gasped, your back arching, your walls spasming, your orgasm drawing near, the pleasure overwhelming you. Your free hand moved up to cup one of your breasts, your fingers pinching and tugging on the hardened, pebbled nipple, a quiet mewl leaving you, the sound quickly turning into a high-pitched moan. "G-gah.. Gonna cum.." You whispered, your toes curling, the knot in your stomach snapping. "Gonna cum.. mhhm, cum with me, Yuuta.. cum for me, baby-!"

The words were barely out of your mouth before his back arched, a loud, drawn out groan leaving him. The noise dissolved into a string of moans and whimpers, his cock twitching and pulsing in his hand, a thick rope of cum shooting from him, soiling his fingers and stomach, the liquid splattering onto his body. He kept jerking his length, more cum spurting from him, the substance warm, the fluid sticking to his flushed, trembling form. "A-aah.. miss..!" He mewled, his eyes screwed shut as he listened to you cum, his body shaking, his cock twitching.

"Yuutaa!" You cried out, your pussy clenching around your fingers, your release washing over you, your body wracked with pleasure. You came undone, a few broken moans leaving you, a few final, half-hearted thrusts of your fingers pushing you through the waves of bliss. You slumped down onto the bed, panting and gasping, a soft whine leaving you as your hand brushed against your oversensitive clit, the simple touch causing your body to spasm. "Oh.. fuck.. oh, fuck.." You groaned, pulling your fingers out, the digits soaked in your slick. You wiped them off on the sheets, a heavy sigh escaping you, your chest rising and falling with each heavy breath.

Yuuta flopped back onto the bed, his legs splayed out, his dick twitching and pulsing, the appendage slowly softening, the sticky, white substance dripping down his hand. He looked over at the phone, his face flushed, his eyes shining, a sleepy smile tugging at his lips. He reached over, grabbing the device, holding it up to his ear, his free hand moving down to his side, his fingers fiddling with the rumpled sheets. "Mhu.. Maybe when I get back to the city.. we can do this for real.." He hummed, the sound muffled, his lips pursed together. "M…mm..maybe.." He hesitated, the thought of having sex with you exciting him, the feeling of longing returning, his chest aching, his throat tight. "May.. maybe I could.. make you feel good.. to- um.. to thank you for.. y'know.." He mumbled, the words coming out rushed, the sentence breaking off. "Uh- th-thank you for taking care of me.. while i'm away.."

[everyonewooeverywhere]

pairing ✭ dom!yunho x f!reader

synopsis ✭ yunho loves you to the moon and back, but god if he doesn't love to make you cry.

content/genre ✭ smut 18+ MDNI

word count ✭ 1.5k

warnings ✭ smut, unprotected sex, choking, dacryphilia, slight degradation, yunho's a bit mean and condescending

notes ✭ i perhaps had way too much fun writing this, but i hope you enjoy it anyway.

thank you to my angels who read this ahead of time ( @beenbaanbuun, @ateez-main-yapper & @wooyoungmybelovedhusband ) and helped me edit it! sending you kisses 😚

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“You look so pretty like this, baby,” he breathed in your ear.

He had you exactly where he wanted you. Writhing in his lap, gripping his dress shirt for dear life as he pushed his fingers deeper inside of you. Your wet cunt left his hand an absolute mess as he curled his fingers where he knew you would feel it the most. 

“So so pretty,” he brushed the hair out of your face with his free hand and kissed your forehead. Your eyes fluttered at the feeling of his lips.

A soft whimper rose from your throat, “Yu…”

Oh, how he loved to see you like this. So fucked out on your own pleasure that he was giving you with only three of his fingers. He fucking loved knowing that the only thoughts in your pretty head were how much you needed him to keep going. Everything about you was so perfect. From the way you gasped every time he hit your sweet spot. To the way you could never keep quiet when he was giving you what you wanted. 

He couldn’t help but shut you up sometimes, though. “Open up,” he demanded, tapping your kiss-swollen lips with two fingers. You did as he said and let his fingers slip past your lips. He pushed them back far enough for a brief moment to hear you gag on them. He smiled, “Good girl.”

Yunho was so intuned with your body’s reactions to his touch that he could tell you were on the edge. Your legs shook as you reached your high. The bubble in your stomach threatened to burst. Your whole body ran hot as he worked you closer and closer

“Oh? Do you wanna cum?” he asked so condescendingly. His tone was so degrading that it made your heart flutter. He pulled his fingers out of your mouth.

You nodded frantically, pulling yourself closer into his chest, “Y-yes! Please! ‘m so close…” Your legs shook more violently, and you were right there on the edge when he pulled his fingers away.

Your head fell forward into the crook of his neck, “Please Yu, I’ve been so good.” You cried with your face pressed into his skin.

He tangled his hand in your hair and yanked your head back. The base of your scalp stung as he kept his grip strong.

Hot tears fell from your eyes. Yunho felt his cock twitch at the sight.

“Oh no,” he consoled in the most insincere manner that he could manage, “Why are you crying baby?”

He watched intently as your tears rolled down your cheeks and your neck. He couldn’t help himself when he leaned in to lick them off your cheek. His tongue was hot against your skin, and he felt your throat vibrate in a low moan at the feeling of it. 

“Were you close?” He whispered in your ear, his lips and tongue brushing the skin. You tried to nod, but his grip on your hair kept your head pulled back. “I’m sorry, angel. I didn’t mean to leave you hanging like that.” A lie.

You whimpered and rolled your hips, doing everything you could to give yourself some semblance of relief. Nothing could stop your tears from falling faster when you couldn’t get any. 

He let go of your hair and wiped a tear with his thumb. He pulled you into a kiss, a kiss so much softer than anything he had given you this whole time. “Don’t cry. I’m here.” He mumbled on your lips. He didn’t mean it, of course. He loved seeing you cry. Fuck, he needed to see you cry. He adored the way you couldn’t stop once you started. Whether it be from denying your orgasm over and over again or overstimulating you until you went completely numb, your tears were what got him off.

It used to be something he was ashamed of. Watching you cry over stress at work or seeing you sob about a character's death in a movie. All of it would turn him on so much. He wanted to comfort you and tell you it was gonna be ok. But he also craved your tears. You eventually caught on. Of course, you did. It was a little hard to miss how he popped a boner every time you were brought to tears.

And you’d be lying if you said you didn’t like it as much as he did. 

He lifted you off his lap and laid you on the bed, resting your head on his pillows. They smelt exactly like him, and you couldn’t help but inhale the scent. After discarding his clothes he crawled over you. 

The way you looked up at him with tear-stained cheeks made him groan. “You’re so fucking perfect,” he kissed the base of your neck. 

“You ready, love?” You nodded with ragged breaths.

Slowly, he pushed into you. You moaned, loud, at the feeling of him stretching you out. 

He swallowed thickly, trying to keep his own noises at bay, but he couldn’t help the involuntary groan that rose out of him when you tightened around him. 

It took no time at all for his fingers to find your neck. He softly brushed your skin as he thrust into you. Slowly. So painfully slow.

The hand on your neck tightened with each thrust. You felt lightheaded as leaned closer to your face. When you gripped his wrist, digging your nails into the skin, he smirked and pressed his forehead to yours. 

“What’s wrong, baby?” You let out a broken whimper. He chuckled, “Take a deep breath, maybe you’ll feel better.”

Your tears fell once again, and you could feel him twitch inside of you at the sight. “That’s it, baby. Cry for me.”

He lost control completely when your tears fell harder. His hips lost all sense of rhythm. He thrust into your dripping pussy with his only goal to fuck you into oblivion.

“God fucking dammit, angel,” he grunted, “I’m close.”

You were too, and he knew it. Your face grew hotter and hotter, and your grip on his wrist only tightened as he chase his own high.

“S-shit,” he was almost there, “Keep crying, baby. You can do that for me, yeah?” There was no need to ask. You had no control over the tears anyway as they fell in hot streams down your face. 

You were so fucking close. You could feel the pressure building as his thrusts lost even more control, “Yun-yunho,” his name came out in a broken moan as you came. Hard. Your legs shaking so uncontrollably that he had to brace one of them to his hip.

He followed close behind you. Finally releasing his grip on your throat when he came. You took a deep breath as he virtually collapsed next to you. 

Pulling you into his chest, he spoke softly, “You good, sweetheart.”

You nodded, closing your eyes and leaning fully into his chest, “Mhm.”

He held you in his arms for several minutes. Letting you ground yourself in the sound of his heartbeat. He ran his hands through your hair, detangling the strands with his fingers. It felt so good to have him care for you like that. Making sure that, even after he mocked and degraded you, you knew that he loved and cherished you.

“Yu…” you poked his chest.

“Yes, love?”

“I love you.”

He smiled and kissed your forehead, “I love you, too, baby. More than anything.”

The two of you lay in silence. Listening to each other's breathing. His chest rose and fell against your cheek. It was so calm. Your eyes fluttered from exhaustion, and you were on the brink of sleep until you heard Yunho’s stomach growl. Loud.

Your laugh turned into a snort as you slapped his chest, “Seriously?” 

“Sorry,” he smacked the back of your thigh in playful retaliation, “I’m hungry.” He grinned down at you. “Do you want me to make dinner?” 

Raising an eyebrow, you couldn’t help but laugh at him, “You’re gonna make dinner?”

“Hey! Have some faith in me.”

“Baby, I love you so so much, but I think we should just order food.”

He looked mildly offended, “You don’t like my cooking?”

“You’re cooking is fine, but I don’t wanna wait three hours for you to make something.”

Huffing, he sat up a little to grab his phone off the nightstand, “What are you feeling?”

You shrugged and pulled him back down onto the bed, crawling over him. Straddling his lap and laying on his chest, “You decide.”

He nodded and started playing with your hair once again, “Alright, but don’t complain if I get something you don’t like.”

“Choose carefully. I might cry if you pick something bad,” You teased.

He pinched your side and shook his head, “Don’t give me any ideas.”

[pinkflower2003]

Max Verstappen x reader blurb

warnings: thigh riding, almost choking ig? (he literally puts his hand on her throat so barely)

I love doing blurbs honestly, send me some of ur ideas to do blurbs about!

One thing everyone knew about Max was how much he loved playing his sim and his PC, he loved playing with his friends and having some down time away from his training and racing. But what he loved more were the moments he got to spend doing it with his girl.

There were times he would be streaming with his friends and his girl would come in, shyly, wanting his attention, tugging on her jumper slightly, standing there in her pyjama shorts that drove Max insane.

“You okay, baby?” Max asked, not looking at her, instead keeping his eyes on the screen. Y/N could slightly hear the laughter coming from his headphones, his friends making a joke, thinking he was talking to them, but Y/N just bit her lip, not wanting to interrupt, but needing Max in a way that she didn’t want his friends to know.

“I’m okay, are you going to be done soon?” Y/N practically whispered, as Max turned towards her, turning off his microphone on his headphones. “Soon, sweet thing. Wanna come and sit on my lap while I finish, i’ll turn the camera off and you can come and watch.”

Y/N just nodded as Max had done what he had promised and turned off the camera and patted his lap to signal her to come over. Sitting on his lap, y/n sat on one of his thighs, her legs either side of his, facing him with her head pressed into his neck.

Max wrapped an arm around y/n’s waist, keeping her in place. “Comfy baby?” Y/N just nodded, practically melting into his touch.

He just kissed the top of her head, focusing back onto his game. But Y/N wasn’t focused on anything other than Max. She loved him like this; soft, in his element, just being happy. She began to move slightly, a pit beginning to form in her stomach, she moved her pussy over his bare thigh she sat on, his shorts riding up slightly. Max hadn’t noticed, too into his game to realise what his girl was doing.

So she carried on, beginning to press light kisses to his neck. “What you doing, pretty girl?” Max murmured, moving his microphone away from his face. Y/N just shrugged, “nothing, carry on with your game.” She teased, still rubbing herself on his thigh, breathing heavily at the effect it had on her pussy.

She loved teasing Max, she loved when she somehow found the confidence to do something a bit daring in order to get herself off. “Fuck, baby, you’re soaking wet.” Max had now fully turned off his microphone, knowing exactly what his sweet girl was doing. “Get yourself off on my thigh while I finish this game, then I promise you i’ll fuck you however you want.”

Y/N nodded, riding his thigh now more than ever, wanting what Max had promised. Beginning to suck harder on Max’s neck, he began finding it more difficult to concentrate on his game, his head falling back onto his chair. “Fuck, gonna cum sweet girl?” y/n nodded, moaning as Max’s hands fell to her hips.

Max couldn’t get enough of you, and you couldn’t get enough of his thighs as you came, his hand coming up to your throat as you came to your climax, his thumb slipping into your mouth as you came, as you sucked on it lightly.

You officially had his attention now.

[mykoreanlove]

Evaluation

Minho’s head fell back on the silky cushion.

He was exhausted, but utterly happy. You were still on your knees, sucking him off delicately for the third time this weekend. 

He clasped his hands behind his head and watched you giddily - his eyes observed your red nails gliding around his shaft, the spit drooling from your pretty mouth as well as your sticky hair that was glued to your forehead. 

He listened to your vibrant moans, wishing to capture this moment for eternity. 

He had no idea how you did it but you put him under a spell. Every touch of yours ignited a fire within him, one that could never be extinguished. 

Minho had a lot of experience, knowing a thing or two about sex but he had never encountered someone like you. Someone so sexy and devout, confident yet submissive. 

He swore he could have seen stars as he came into your pretty mouth, covering your throat with his warm cum. You wiped away the spit as you released him, looking up at him with your big doll eyes. 

Sex was messy, but he wouldn’t have it any other way. 

You collapsed onto his broad chest as you came back to your senses, it didn’t take him a second to embrace you in the tightest hug known to mankind.

„Kitten“, he whispered softly. 

„Hmm“, you mumbled into his chest. You felt his whole body vibrating from laughter. 

„You are anything but ordinary, you know that? My little sex queen.“

„Sex queen?“, your head shot up confused.

„Yeah.“, he nodded. „I’ve never been fucked like that before.“

Your irritation was visible on your face. Minho had intended to compliment you, however he brought up an old wound of yours. 

„Kitten, what’s wrong? Did I offend you?“, he asked concerned.

You got up and rolled off him, walking to the other side of the room. Minho followed you hastily, your reaction made him anxious. 

„Hey, talk to me“, he demanded softly.

Your eyes were filled with tears. Even though the incident happened years ago, it still had the same dramatic effect on you.

„Can I hug you?“

You nodded your head, too ashamed to say a word.

Minho threw his arms around you, holding you completely naked under the moonlight.

„You wanna tell me what’s wrong?“

You took a deep breath as you recollected your first time ever.

„It’s about me losing my virginity back then. I was with this guy and he was way older than me and naturally the sex was awful. I was nervous and clumsy and sometimes it really hurt and I asked him to stop. In the end, he came but I didn’t and it was just horrible.“, you explained flatly.

„I’m so sorry, Kitten. I wish your first time had been special.“, Minho said as he placed a kiss on your forehead.

„Oh no, that’s not the traumatizing part, Min.“, you shook your head. 

„It’s not?“

„No. That part came the next day when I woke up and he was gone. But you know what he had left me? A list.“

„A list?“, Minho asked confused.

You nodded. „A motherfucking list.“

„What was it about?“

Flashbacks of you reading each point found their way back into your consciousness, making you shiver with disgust. And yet, ten years later you were still able to recite every single point from that list.

„It’s a list about my sex skills. Or rather lack thereof.“

Minho’s eyes widened in shock, still not fully comprehending what you were saying. 

„Kitten?“

You let out a deep sigh.

„Point one. Be sexier. Don’t be so quiet. Moan and scream. Point two. Your head game needs a lot of work. Look it up. Point three. Don’t act awkward. You’re not a virgin anymore. Point four. You need to get better at shaving. He actually put a smiley at the end of that sentence.“, you rolled your eyes while recollecting.

Minho’s jaw hit the floor as he was too stunned to speak.

„Point five. Don’t tell a guy to stop when he’s getting into it. It ruins the mood. Point six. Don’t be shy. It’s not sexy. And last but not least. Point seven. Get on your knees if I ask you to. My pleasure comes first.“

Hundreds of thoughts were rushing through Minho’s head right now. His blood was boiling, as he could feel his whole body getting hotter and hotter. What kind of jerk had the audacity to insult you like that?!

„You know, don’t get me wrong. I know that my first time sucked and I was very eager to learn. Like, I wanted to get better at sex. But his way of communicating that? I felt so small and disgusting. I gave my body to him, for the first time ever, and he critiqued me like a fucking ballet recital. And you know the funniest thing?“

You looked up at Minho, expectancy in your eyes.

Minho on the other hand just looked at you, trying his hardest to calm down. 

„That stupid list even had a name. A name!“, you laughed manically. „Can you guess it?“

Minho’s face turned white as he realized what it had to be called. 

„How to become a sex queen.“, you snorted. „Ain’t that funny.“ 

[teddynivvy]

Can I…. can I has a part 2 to the current era schlatt virgin story where they has the soft sex pwetty pwease, I am craving a fluff right ‘bout now or tomorrow or anytime cause I’m STARVING…. 🥺👉👈💕

~🍓🍰 (yes, I’m one of Dollie’s beloved anons, if you don’t know who tf I am still, than hi! 👋🏼 I’m 🍓🍰 anon, I like fluff and submissive schlatt stories, and that’s all you need to know about me for now ^^)

ur acting like i’m not stalking dollie’s blog every day for content lmao ofc i know who u are i’m glad ur here :) as a fellow sub schlatt truther i’m here for u! continuation of pt 1 virgin!schlatt, afab!reader and nsfw :)

schlatt's laying back now, feeling much more comforted by your reaction to his confession.

he shakily breathes out when you start to pull off his clothes, taking yours off with them and allowing them to find a pile on the floor. the sun is just setting, painting his neck and chest light orange, as you find yourself between his legs.

his boxers came off with his pants, and you're impressed by the sight of his cock. you start to rub your hand over it, and he's achingly hard, trying not to cum just from the faint touch of your pretty fingers. "tell me if you want me to stop," you say, letting your other hand rub his thigh for reassurance. he looks down at you, almost alarmed. "please, don't stop."

your hand wraps around him as you envelop him in your mouth, feeling the tip of his length bob at the back of your throat. he's not making much noise, just gripping the sheets, hips bucking up slightly into your soft, wet mouth. you can tell he's holding back, so you pull off just for a second. "i like when you make noise," you note, and you feel him relax. "o-okay," he lets his hand come to your head as you start to take him in again, moans now pouring from his mouth.

he sounds unholy, groans and grunts because his cock is hitting the back of your mouth, as you let him fuck into it slightly. he's so needy for you, wants all of you - you can tell he won't last long like this, and you want to feel him inside of you.

"do you wanna fuck me?" you ask, with a smirk on your face. he nods vehemently, with a red face and a soft smile. "that felt so good," he rushes out, as you lay on your back and feel him on top of you. your legs wrap around him, heels digging into his lower back as you nod, double checking for his assurance. "i'm not, uh," he laughs into the crook of your neck. "i'm not gonna last long." you kiss him on the cheek, then the throat, then his lips, as he slides his cock deep inside of you.

you both gasp at the sensation - full and complete, as he starts to rut his hips into you. feeling the friction on your clit build, you're surprised at how easily he's hitting the right spot to make you cum right alongside him. "is that ok?" he asks, between breaths. "mmhm," you reply, feeling your hands find his broad shoulders as he pumps in and out, feeling his lips on your neck and the tension rising between you.

he's kissing you now, warm and sloppy as his thrusts get more jagged, still rutting up against you. your orgasms are building, and when he starts to go faster, you feel yourself unravel. "can i - fuck, fuck, - can i come inside of you?" you can tell he's so close, about to explode, so you crash your lips to his and nod, wrapping your legs around him to hold him inside of you.

it hits you both at the same time - seismic waves that have you crying out his name, gasping for more of him as your lips disconnect. he's groaning into your mouth, spurting hot cum inside of you and letting his hips rest in between your legs when he's finished. out of breath and sweaty, you lay there together, relishing in the feeling of warmth, running your hands through his hair.

"good first time?" you finally ask, after a beat to catch your breath.

"yeah. great first time."

[anemptypuddingcup]

Bathing in confetti?

Luffy x Female Reader!

There’s gonna be an imagine and a main fic for Luffy.

Contains: Soft and relaxing birthday sex with Luffy. Luffy’s experiencing deep emotion in this one. Bathing with Luffy. Bath sex. There’s like- no foreplay in this one-

“Did you enjoy your birthday party today Luffy?” Your hands scrubbed at Luffy’s raven curls while he hums all pleasantly at the feeling of your fingertips against his temple. “Mhmm~ I had s’much fun! I was happy t’see everyone havin’ fun dancin’ an’ all.” He responded, his hands scratching at the back of his neck as his mind kept the entire scene on replay.

You chuckled to him and pulled away from his head, your hands washing the soap away while he dipped his head into the water. He pulled his head back out and shook his head, shaking most of the water from his strands while you giggled and soaked back into the water. Luffy sat there and stares up at the ceiling for a moment before his eyes slowly turned over to you.

He watched you relax deep in the warm water and his eyes scanned down your body before he finally decided to scoot over to you and press up against your smaller frame. Your eyes slowly opened and you look into his, watching a smile appear across his face while he’d press his hands against your shoulders.

“What’re you thinking about Luffy?” You asked him, your body slowly sitting up and pulling out of the water. Luffy didn’t respond and instead squishes his body up against yours, his rough skin rubbing against your soft smoother tone before he’d sigh out shakily. You quirked a brow while you mewl out at his soft hands pulling you even closer to him.

“Jus’ thinkin’…Ya so pretty…” He hummed out, his eyes giving off a sense of love yet something more different and unlike what Luffy genuinely experienced regularly. His heart pounded as he looks back up into your eyes, staring at you as if you were something finer than what he loved most himself.

He was experiencing deep compassion for you, just staring into your eyes made him think and contemplate for a moment. He never felt…this deep in the emotion of love before, his heart was practically about to burst out of his chest with how hot his body was growing.

A sigh from you snaps him out of his thoughts and he watched you press a smooch to his temple before he noticed you setting your body up against the tub. “I’m getting out now baby-“ You press your hands against the edge of the tub, a heavy groan leaving you as you pulled yourself up out of the warm water.

“Do…Do ya hafta…?” He asked, his face still innocent and doe-eyed yet his tone revealing that he didn’t want you to get out. His hands reach out and held your hips steadily, holding you as you slowly lifted a leg out of the tub and turned back to him.

“We’ve been in the tub for about an hour, you don’t usually like baths don’t you? I’m surprised you still want to stay in.” You giggled, a bit of blush dusting your cheeks as you watched him stealthily grab at your thigh, pinching at your skin. “I…Ion wanna…I don’ wanna get out yet…” He sighed, his head resting against his arm while he stared up at you.

You press your hand against his temple, combing your fingers through his softer curls while he groans out. “Can’tcha stay a bit longer?~ Please baby?~” He begged, a pout falling onto his face as he stared up at you. You hum out and thought about it before looking back down to Luffy, his stare still just as innocent and blank as it was earlier. “Fineeee.” You chuckled and sighed out before slowly sitting yourself down into the warm water, his smile immediately coming back as he quickly wraps his arms around your body.

He presses his lips against your soaking skin and you mewl out as you rest back up against the porcelain of the tub. “Fuck, S’pretty ain’cha?~ A pretty lil’ gal f’me~” You watched as he trailed his lips down your chest and to your breasts, his hands fondling with them while he sighed out at the soft touch of them against his rougher palms. “Hahh~ Luffy~ Y-Your lips feel so nice against my skin~” You mewl at his soft touch and run your fingers through this curls once again while he touched at your soft and slightly sensitive body. His brows furls softly and he hums out as he heard your little mewls, his slightly-chapped lips curling up into a smile before he lifted his head.

“Can we…Can we dumplin?~” He asked, his eyes staring up at yours while you smiled softly to him. “Mhm~” You nodded in response to his question, your hands wrapping around his neck while he pulls you closer to him. He pulls you onto his lap and you immediately feel his hardened cock up against your lower abdomen.

You looked up at him and he cracks a smirk as he watched you lift your hips up just bit for him. You rub your slit along his shaft and he sighs out erotically at the feeling of your pussy against his length. “Cmon dumplin’~ Don’ tease me…” He groans out, his hands grabbing your hips and pulling you down a bit. You align his cock along your slit, his tip smooching your entrance before he’d slowly slipped it inside of you.

You slowly lowered your hips down into him, a moan unconsciously spilling past your lips as you felt him stretching your velvety walls. He bottoms out inside of you and you could feel his tip smooching your cervix so easily. “S’tight~ F-Feels s’good dumplin’~” Luffy groans out shakily and trembles against you, the feeling of your walls enveloping his cock making him hiss out in ecstasy.

He began thrusting up into your cunt, growing impatient and needy for your walls to massage his length. You held on to his shoulders and mewl out softly as he fucks you slowly, relishing in the feeling of your pussy sucking his length inside. “S’good~ Ya feel s’good babyyy~” He mewls out, his face nuzzling deep into your neck before he pressed smooches against your skin.

You moan out shakily as you felt him lapping at your skin, tasting the lingering flavor of soap and the slight saltiness on your skin. He slide his tongue along your collarbone and you whine out, your body shuddering whilst it grew drunk off of Luffy’s affection. “H-Harder~ Can you go h-harder Luffy?~” You asked all sweetly to him, your face twisting up softly from the pleasure of his cock repeatedly kiss your sweet bundle of nerves.

Luffy tilts your body down just a bit before thrusting deeper into your cunt, the sudden sharp thrust making you gasp out loudly and throw your head back. Luffy smiles and continues fucking you at a steady yet deep pace, his cock continuing to stretch you out with each thrust yet kiss the right spots.

He feels your cunt tighten around his length and he hisses out, a little whine leaving him as he began to grow more vocal due to the pleasure. “Mmgh~ L-Luffy~” You moan his name angelically, your legs wrapping tight around his hips while you pulling him closer to you. “F-Fuck-“ Luffy’s hands nearly slipped from your hips due to the soapy water, his nails scratching at your skin as he tried his best to hold on to you.

He groans out all breathily and presses his lips against yours, kissing you all sloppily while his thrusts began to grow rather irregular. His cock begins twitching inside of you bed he pulls away from your lips before wrapping his arms around you lovingly. “Babyyy~ M-M’gettin’ close~” He whined, his eyes wincing from the pleasure as his hips thrusts into your a bit more sloppier. “I-I’m close too Luffy~ K-Keep going~” You begged, your toes curling as you felt him kiss your g-spot once again.

Luffy pulls your body up into his and he holds on to your hips before moving them on his own, his hands lifting them up and down on his cock while you rested your body against his. “Oh Luffy~ F-Fuck, I-I’m right there~” You exhaled angelically, your body beginning to tremble against his while he sighs out heavily and smiles

“Cmon baby~ Cum on m’dick f’me~” He hums out, a gasp falling shortly after as he felt himself ready to burst as well. You whine out and give him a deep smooch, moaning into his lips while he whined into yours. He pulled away from your lips and lets out a loud groan, his arms wrapping tight around your midsection while he thrusted up into you.

“Luffy~ O-Oh Luffyyy~” You hold on tight to Luffy and arch your back a bit, your body shuddering harshly before you finally cream around his length. “C-Cummin’~ O-Oh fuck- B-Baby!~” Luffy’s nails scratches up against your back and he lets out a heavy gasp before he’d cum deep inside of you. You mewl out at the feeling of his cum filling you up, his warm and thick seed making you grow rather relaxed as you softly rested your head against his scarred chest.

He breathed heavily and stared down into your eyes before giving you a small smirk, admiring your relaxed features while you thin rested in the more chilled water. Both of your fingertips were pruned up and the water made you grow rather cold and chilly. You scoot in closer to Luffy’s body, holding in to him relaxing in his body warmth.

Luffy presses a smooch to your lips and hums out satisfyingly, his head resting against the porcelain while he held you in his arms. “Shishi~ Love ya dumplin’…” He whispered, a snicker leaving him as he stared into your now sleepy features. You giggled and gave him another smooch, your face nuzzling against his chest while he giggles in response to the ticklish feeling.

“We ain’ done yet. We’re gonna do more when we get outta the tub~” He whispered to you all mischievously, his body slowly sitting up while he was still holding yours. “As long as you don’t break me too badly, I’m fine with that baby~” You sigh out all worriedly but and nodded, agreeing with it since it was Luffy’s special day.

[saetoshis]

꒰ᐢ. .ᐢ꒱₊˚⊹ LET'S PLAY A GAME | kny headcanons

⋆୨୧˚ WITH: sanemi ; giyuu ; tengen ; kyojuro ; obanai

⋆୨୧˚ SUMMARY: how much do they like to tease you?

⋆୨୧˚ MATURE CONTENT WARNINGS:

fem reader, teasing/begging, pet names [pretty girl, baby], orgasm control, mentions of dacryphilia, mentions of restraint/bondage, MDNI

꒰ᐢ. .ᐢ꒱₊˚⊹ SANEMI: 10/10

sanemi lives to see you yearning for his touch. he just can't get enough of your little whines and pleads for his hands on you, and the way you paw at the bulge in his pants so desperately makes his every muscle tense up in anticipation - but his favorite part is seeing just how far he can push you.

"what's that, pretty girl? you want what?" sanemi sneers, knowing fully well what you just said but he just can't help playing dumb to see how sexually frustrated you can get. he kneels over where you're laying, a hand palming the bulge in his pants nonchalantly. "this? this what you want? hm?"

"yes, please, seriously," you whine out between heaved breaths, your flushed aura making you hot and a bit irritated from how much he's withholding you. your fingers flit over your panties, finding your clit in an attempt to appease the high tension building in your body. "can't take it anymore... please, just give it to me."

"well, since you asked so nicely," sanemi jeers as he slips his pants just beyond his hips, his cock pressing against your twitching, achy clit. he lets out little grunted breaths as he rocks his hips, head catching against your sensitive nerves again and again. he can see the dissent on your face when you realize he's not slipping in anytime soon.

"what's that look, huh?" sanemi feigns innocence, adoring the way you pout and whine at him, begging so desperately to be filled up the way you want to. he sneers between a tantalizing smile, "beg me a few more times n' i'll think about it."

꒰ᐢ. .ᐢ꒱₊˚⊹ GIYUU: 3/10

giyuu doesn't instinctively lean towards withholding himself from you, and he's never really thought about the idea of seeing you beg for him. he's not too keen with the notion of beating around the bush, as it were - and yet, all it takes is your demeanor all needy and pliable in his lap with pleads falling from your lips for his mind to wander.

"can't help it, just so horny..." you mutter through little panted breaths, letting your hips grind and roll against his clothed cock in tandem with the rise and fall of your chest. you feel giyuu's fingers flit against your thighs as his eyes wander across your frame, all until he pulls away, unusually. your eyes flicker up at his expression, and all you can pronounce is a little, "huh?"

"wanna see you do it yourself," giyuu murmurs under his breath, his pants feeling stiffer underneath where you're sitting so prettily for him. he wants to fuck you - bad, but right now he wants to see how far he can take it before you fall apart into pieces. with a little push of his hips up against you, he leers, "i know you want to."

you feel a sliver of tingles down your spine at the change in his demeanor, and your hips almost start rutting on their own. every time you make eye contact with him, you're met with a stern gaze - who would've known this side of him could turn you on so much? your voice comes out in a whimper as you let your now-wet panties grind against his bulge, "i'll do anything if you just touch me, please. fuck me- hah, can't take it."

maybe it's the way you finally look so desperate, so messy, flushed, and shuddering on his lap that causes him to finally give in - and when he does, you're really in for it.

꒰ᐢ. .ᐢ꒱₊˚⊹ TENGEN: 11/10

tengen lives to see you a whining, teary-eyed mess just for him. he'll do anything to see you shudder, to feel you getting wetter from just one look, to even hear your pleads become more and more broken and whimpered. he just can't help but enjoy it even when you hop on top of him in attempt to get back at him.

"what's this, huh?" tengen sneers as he watches the little determined look on your face as you sink down onto his cock, refusing to move in efforts to give him a taste of his own medicine. he lets out a little chuckle at the way you cross your arms all serious and tough-like. he lets his hands glide along your hips, "really...? is this a punishment or something?"

"mhm," you hum with a nod, trying to ignore the fact that the head of his cock is poking up right against that spot that makes your knees weaken. you keep your resolve, occasionally grinding your hips to see how he reacts - maybe he'll jolt, let out a little moan - but he doesn't, and you start to feel a little discouraged. you drag your hands along his chest and his abs, pressing kisses against his neck in a desperate attempt.

"feels good, doesn't it? my cock all pushed inside you like this," tengen murmurs against your ear, his voice sending a shudder down your spine and you tighten around him just enough for him to know he's affecting you. his hands caress your waist, your back, your hips - he knows it's working, and that's pissing you off even more. "you can lemme have just a little, can't you, baby?"

it only takes a few more sickly sweet whispers from tengen's lips for him to have you bouncing on his lap, mind boggled as slick smothers messily around his shaft. maybe next time you'll try something different to tease him with.

꒰ᐢ. .ᐢ꒱₊˚⊹ KYOJURO: 7/10

kyojuro oftentimes likes to give you what you want, as you properly deserve - although, the same can't always be said for him in bed. it's like a switch flips, and all he can desire and cultivate are those little whiny moans pleading for him to just 'keep going, don't stop.'

"don't stop what?" kyojuro murmurs with a little smirk on his face and slick covering his fingers and palm. his thumb nudges your clit ever so gently, his fingers finding their way to his tongue to clean off the mess that you've already made of them. he watches your hips jolt in desperation, and he chuckles softly in that innocent manner he always does. "need it that much, do you?"

you let out a little groan of dissent, rocking your hips in an attempt to get his thumb to circle your clit a little faster - just at least a little. he sees the way your muscles shudder in anticipation, and maybe he feels he's been a bit mean. with a little murmur of 'this what you want? here?' and his fist around his cock, he finally presses between your walls with a stifled grunt, "that's it, isn't it? right there..."

"yes, yes, fu- yes," you practically whimper, feeling elation coursing through your every nerve as he rocks his hips slowly, intentionally. each press of his cock fills the hilt of your cunt and you can feel your sanity draining each time he ruts forwards. faster, then faster, even faster still, your consciousness fades just as fast as your orgasm builds. "f-feels so good, fuck."

kyojuro lets out a chuckled sneer as he caresses your cheek, hips rocking hard against yours. "feels better after being patient, doesn't it? maybe i'll have to tease you more often."

꒰ᐢ. .ᐢ꒱₊˚⊹ OBANAI: 6/10

teasing manifests for obanai as more of a power play than anything else. his whims aren't always consistent; sometimes he'll make you touch yourself without his help at all, other times he'll keep your hands restrained so there's no way you could even help yourself if you wanted to. but this time, it's a bit different.

"shh, shh... what did i say? wait," obanai murmurs lowly as his fingers curl intentionally against that spot that makes you feel like you're falling apart at the seams. his other hand finds your clit, circling it in tandem with each press of his fingers inside of you. you shudder desperately beneath him, voice coming out in hitched mews. obanai repeats himself, "no cumming 'til i say so."

you nod your head in obedience weakly, finding it harder and harder to fight the jolts of pleasure wracking your limbs. each aching curl of his digits makes your whole spine tingle, and you use all of your strength to hold back. that is, until he swaps his fingers for the hard cock in his fist. "please..."

"please, what? i told you," obanai lets out a hitched breath as he slips himself between your walls, finding your saccharine, desperate pussy an immediate relief for the unforgiving throb in his cock. he pushes your thighs apart and watches you shiver, curling over you broodingly, "no cumming 'til i say so."

you hold onto your sanity for dear life, but the wet smacks and lewd moans filling the room are enough for you to teeter over the edge of oblivion. you're lucky that obanai is right there with you, gripping your waist and fucking into you with a wanton need - it seems this time you'll just barely make it in time.

SAETOSHIS 2024. do not copy/repost.

tagging: @suyacho

[dreadsuitsamus]

can't lie this was inspired by that mommy kink choso post and also i kinda maybe 100% like the idea of a milf fucking her son's friend. age gap, mommy kink. all characters are 18+, minors dni! it's filthy and i'm only kind of sorry

"eeeeeeeasy, boy." the silky purr leaves your luscious lips as your fingers tug the teen's dark brown hair, the sun showing off each and every little shade and highlight. his pretty teeth fight to keep his mouth around your pert nipple as you pull him away, his groan whiny and childish. "choso!" you chide, pressing your finger and thumb to his jaw and forcing him to unlatch.

"jeez, kid, you act like you've never had a tit in your mouth before." you tease him, the water swishing in the pool that's just a few feet away from you.

blood rushes to his pale cheeks, and your following laugh forces it to spread to his ears and chest. "oh, no way. a cute nineteen year old boy like you doesn't get ass?"

"not 'cause girls don't try." choso mumbles shyly, his cock throbbing in his shorts. when he came over to clean your pool and earn a bit of money, he hadn't even the slightest idea his greatest fantasy would come to life.

he's a terrible friend, but he'd ruin his friendship with your son a thousand times over to experience just this, again and again.

his large, inexperienced hands come to touch and pull at your exposed breasts, your bikini top floating in the chilly pool water. his eyes are big and pretty and young, and it's delicious. dragging just the tip of your nail over his bobbing adam's apple and to his chin, you push his gaze upwards.

"oh? you like milfs?" becoming a single mother at seventeen wasn't a bad idea after all. it's led to this endearing, innocent boy throbbing for you, aching to fuck you with everything he's got. how many nights does choso lie in bed, in his parent's home, fisting his cock to orgasm after orgasm all while thinking of you?

"uh, w-well..."

leaning forward, your breath ghosts over his skin that's beading with sweat. "or is just me you think about?"

"just you!" choso promises. "j-just you, uh, for a-a while... a while."

"mmmm, tell me more." your hands work his shorts down and his cock bobs right up against his tummy. you caress and squeeze his shaft, his cock fitting just perfectly in your palm as you rub him. precum already dribbles out of his purple-ish tip and the flow thickens and steadies as he fumbles out those sexy thoughts you pull from him with each tug of his cock.

"mmm, you mean like this?" the tip of his cock is quickly suckled between your lips, your wet tongue swirling around and flicking at his hole.

"y-yes! just like that!" choso screams into the wide open air. "god, please, please m-more!"

"oooooh, you're so polite." your gentle croon is murmured right into his balls as you press kisses to the sensitive skin, nipping at his inner thighs after. "tell mommy what you want."

choso's eyes cross and he's moving without thinking, manhandling you to lay back in the lounge chair and spreading your legs open wide enough for him to slot himself between. it's amazing you can tug aside the bikini bottom before he's shoving himself fully inside your pussy and railing into you.

"oh, choso!" your eyes roll back at how full you are, how he's stretching your cunt and taking all he wants. "ohhhhh, fuck, baby, that's it! fuck mommy harder!"

choso buries his face into your tits, drooling on your heated skin as the sun beats down on his back. his hands savor you, squeezing your tummy and thighs and sides indiscriminately as every rock of his hips pushes the chair. "m-mommy..." he mumbles with blazing red cheeks. "i-i can't..."

"it's okay, honey, it's okay." you coo, digging your nails into his back and dragging downwards. "you already wanna cum, don't you?"

"it's so good, mommy, i-i can't- fuck i can't, 's so good, i never thought i could do this before..." choso's tongue swirls around your nipple, his mouth addicted to your breasts.

"go on, baby." you coo into his ear, brushing some of that dark hair behind it and licking his lobe. "cum inside of mommy. it's your first time, you deserve something special."

choso grunts and pants and damn near rocks the chair into the pool right before he cums, exploding deep into your womb and painting your cervix white. you moan at the feeling of being filled, the warm fluid dripping out even with the teen still fully seated inside of your cunt, the cum slipping between your ass cheeks.

choso is boneless in your arms, his heart thumping and pounding and rattling his ribcage. your limber legs wrap around that trim waist and the air cools as a flurry of clouds cover the sun. your phone rings after a while, a pretty grin overtaking your lips as you hold it to your ear.

"hi, honey! how's my precious boy doing all by himself at college?" you coo into the receiver.

choso pulls back and out, shame flooding him. he's just railed his best friend's mother!!! how could he be such a tool??

his cum pumps out from your pretty pussy, your eyes meeting his with a mischievous glint as you force out more. the shame leaves choso's body again as he forces it back inside your slick cunt, slowly pumping his fingers in and out.

your eyes zero in on the life returning to that boy's dick, and you bite your lip through a grin. oh, how you like them young.

[whateverloomis]

"I dare you to kiss my Tatum" (Stu x Tatum x Reader) 18+ content

Warnings: 3 some (FFM,) reader is afab (she/her,) making out, blow job, eating out, smoking (weed,) first person pov, pørn link at the bottom, unedited

Word count: 1k (It's a shorty but a saucy one 😭)

Note: Based on poll results.

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"You can stay over with us! Stu's parents will be gone the whole week so he has the house to himself." Tatum said and I smiled at her, nodding and agreeing to her offer.

"Thanks Tate, I don't wanna be a bother but I just can't be home alone tonight." -- "You're always welcome here! I love having company!" Stu said from behind us, startling with his sudden appearance.

With the ghost face killings it wasn't easy to be alone at my house, and tonight after movie night with our friend group I told Tate everything about how scared I'd been feeling, so I quickly accepted her offer to join her and Stu's "slumber party."

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A few hours went by and we ended up in Stu's room to smoke weed and gossip with Tate. Apparently Stu loved to know about all the tea going on at campus so he was surprisingly attentive.

"And I heard she made out with a girl in the locker room!" -- "That's hot- Ow!" Tatum immediately smacked Stu's arm. "Don't be an asshole!"

I laughed at their interaction. "I mean, I don't blame the girl, Sam is pretty cute so." I replied and Tate gave me an amused look. "You've kissed a girl before too?" she asked me, amusement written all over her face. "Yeah, a few times. I'm bisexual so it's bound to happen." I said and laughed at my own words, the weed starting to make me act goofy.

"Would you kiss a girl?" I asked Tatum, bold as ever. I've been attracted to both her and Stu for a while so I didn't really care at that point, given the substance I was under.

"That would be hot as fuck." Stu replied to my question.

"Oh yeah, I bet you'd love to see that. Anyways, I think I would, just to try it out." Tatum replied, rolling her eyes at Stu first then smiling at me before responding.

"How about you Stu? Would you kiss a boy? Hm?" I asked him next, teasing him and expecting a rejecting response. "Honesty? I'd be down to kiss Billy. Y'know, since we have trust."

Me and Tatum gasped at his admission. " Oh my gosh! You're insane for admitting that!" -- "It's the weed, I can't lie okay!?" The boy said and we all laughed hysterically.

"I'd kiss Billy too" I admitted and Stu faked being shocked. He knew I had a thing for Billy so he wasn't shocked at what I said.

"Would you kiss my Tatum over here?" Stu asked me while pulling his girlfriend to sit on his lap. The girl looked at me, curiosity written all over her face.

I smirked at both of them before biting my bottom lip. "I would." I admitted and the vibes got tense quickly. I saw Stu's pupils dilating and Tatum shifting in his lap.

"I dare you to do it." Stu said from behind his girlfriend, smirking at me.

I looked at Tatum, searching for any signs of discomfort but she was smirking at me too. Slowly, she crawled towards me, giving her boyfriend a perfect view of her ass before kneeling in front of me, since we were sitting on the floor. I did the same and we slowly leaned in until our lips met.

The kiss was soft at first but it got heated quickly. Our high pitched moans and audible kissing noises were driving Stu crazy. I started to play with Tatum's tits, squeezing and pinching her nipples. She held my waist and pulled me towards her, our tits squishing against each other. Our tongues touched and we softly moved them in unison. Stu was rock hard at the sight of his girlfriend making out with another girl in front of him so he started to rub himself over his jeans and groan every time one of us whimpered in need.

•

I don't know how we ended up in this position so quickly, with Stu at the edge of his bed, his pants half down while me and Tatum made out with his dick in-between our lips. I sucked on the head of his member occasionally then continued kissing Tatum and she'd do the same a while after me.

"Fuck... You guys look so fucking good." Stu moaned and we giggled against his cock. The vibration coursing through his body sent him closer to the edge and the sight of us kissing his dick sloppily was about to do it for him.

"Mm, yes, keep going... Fuck" Stu moaned while grabbing a fist full of our hair in each hand. He thrust his hips up involuntarily until his moans got louder, and he blew his load on our faces. Me and Tatum licked and kissed his cum clean off each other.

"Get on the bed, both of you." Stu commanded and we did so. We positioned ourselves one on top of the other, facing up, our pussies on display for Stu to devour at the same time.

He licked up my slit and swirled his tongue on my clit softly while he rubbed Tatum, giving her some much needed attention between her legs. Then, he'd change his movements and rub my clit instead while eating Tatum out.

The two feelings of stimulation changing constantly was the perfect combination to get me and Tatum close nearly at the same time. Stu was skilled, knew exactly how to use his tongue and his fingers. Fuck.

I moaned louder by the second, signaling that I was getting close. Tatum did the same moments later, and when I came against Stu's tongue his girlfriend came just by the stimulation of his fingers against her clit.

Once we all caught our breaths we looked at each other silently, amusement and shock combined.

"You guys wanna shower?" Stu asked. Me and Tatum looked at each other seeking approval, which we did by smirking at the same time.

"Sure, babe."

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Here's a little video of the position Tatum and the reader were in (💖)

Warning: PØRN. 18+

[harmshake]

Daniel Garcia x Fem Black Reader | 18+ only, nsfw, implied smut, and cheating | ~500 words

a/n: Found this this lil story in my drafts and I figured I'd share for WIP Wednesday! Thanks for the tag, @afterdarkprincess. 💞

Happy reading! Read my other Daniel stories here. ✨

"So we're friends? That's all it's gonna be, right?" Danny asked as he sat in his chair at his desk, across from his bed where I sat. He'd asked me that at least five times in the last hour like he expected my answer to change. But I wouldn't let our hangout sesh—a routine we've managed for a couple years now—unravel into something that wasn't movies and talking shit and laughing. Didn't matter what he thought I would say.

"Yep. That's all. So stop flirting with me." I got up to use the bathroom and truthfully...clean up a little. How he'd been staring at me with those pretty, brown eyes and licking those cute, pink lips had me hot and bothered. But that was none of his business.

Because yeah, I was attracted to him. Had been since I met him. But no, I wouldn't cross that line with him. Not when he had a girlfriend since I met him, too.

Yet as I passed by him, he gently grabbed my wrist to stop me. We locked eyes before he pulled me to him and I stood between his thighs spread wide. I wondered how comfortable his lap would be to sit on before he caught my gaze and tugged me down until I sat on him like he could read my mind. God, he was annoying...and cozy.

"Friends can sit like this, right?" Danny asked as he cradled me to his chest and buried his nose in my hair. His warm breath breezing through my scalp and fingers slipping along my waist made me hot all over again. I slipped my hands onto his chest to put a little space between us, but he saw through it and leaned closer, pressing his soft lips to my neck for a quick kiss that made me wetter than I cared to admit. I wouldn't admit it.

"Jesus, Danny. Why you gotta make this shit difficult?" I asked him back and tried to sit up to get up, but he helped me straddle him instead. We avoided touching for so long and now that he had me like this, I couldn't find a better excuse to move. His lap was comfortable...and warm...and bulging..."You dead wrong for this."

He shrugged and slowly rubbed his hands up and down my back. It sent a tingle through me that I know he felt because he smiled. I planted mine on his chest again and leaned in close to his face, wanting to tease him as he did me, with my lips almost on his as I whispered, "Did you forget we're just friends 'cause you said so? 'Cause you wanted to be good?"

Danny sucked his teeth slightly and rolled his eyes before his hands rubbed down to my ass and squeezed, his lips pressing onto mine for another surprise, quick, and delicious kiss as if to prove to me he remembered and didn't mind being bad...

I was ashamed of the tiny moan it yanked out of me, but Danny simply grinned as he squeezed me in his palms again, his fingers gripping awfully close to where he had me making a mess, and whispered back, "Just tell me this. You gon' let me eat this pussy...as a friend?"

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Just Friends

Thanks for reading! I know you've probably read something similar a hundred times but y'all already know...Danny does something to me. 😭🥵

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[zombii-ships]

SDJ BOYS: KINK HEADCANNONS

sorry if these are ooc i was just brainstorming and bein a horny nerd

Jack

-World’s biggest breeding kink. Dude’s absolutely got a huge thing for claiming his partner, and he loves to watch his cum spill back out of them.

-Praise. PRAISE HIM. PLEASE. Tell him how good he makes you feel and he’s over the fucking moon. He’s so motivated by praise, the simplest “you’re making me feel so good” is gonna flip such a switch in his head.

-Makeup/Body Paint. Whether it’s seeing his partner in clown paint, painting their body and feeling them up, his own makeup smearing on them, or theirs running on their face, he loves it. Jack’s immediately down for round two if he catches a glimpse of his partner’s liner/lipstick on his chest.

-Foodplay. You thought whipped cream was just for the pancakes? Surprise surprise!

Joseph

-Size Difference. Loves feeling big compared to his partner, whether he’s topping or bottoming, he loves the difference. Loves seeing his partner in his clothes, especially his jackets and pajama pants. Put on something of his and its gonna ignite something in him.

-Voice Kink. He LOVES getting to hear his partner, if they make a noise while they stretch? He’s horny. Moan? Horny. Whisper in his ear? Horny. So so easily stirred if he’s the one who gets you to make noise for him, too~

-Hickies. MARK. HIM. UP. PLEASE. Dude absolutely loves getting to show off what his partner did to him, he wears them like badges of honor.

-Bonus, I know he’s an absolute FIEND for giving head and he loves just knowing that he’s pleasuring his partner. Dude’s a total pleasure top.

Shaun

-A nut for roleplay. Pet/Owner, Slasher/Final Survivor, Vampire/Prey, whatever, dude LOVES playing a little horny pretend with his partner.

-Masks. Ghostface, leatherface, pyramid head, gas masks, he loves the mystery there and he finds it really hot. Goes along with his roleplay kink, but either way, he’s super into it.

-Exhibitionism. Give him the go to make porn of yall and he’s gonna go nuts. Something about filming the deed or just you getting off turns him tf ON. Plus if he can go back and show you the footage?? “Look how pretty you looked here. Fuck- lemme rewind so I can hear that sound again~”

-Monster/Abnormal Toys. What’s a horror junkie without some monster dildos??

Nick

-Begging. Beg HIM. Beg him for whatever, doesn’t even have to be sexual, he just loves it. He just wants to hear you pleading with him, asking for his permission.

-Shibari. Let him make your body into art. The more intricate the better. Whether it’s simple ties or a whole full body production, it’s the artistry and the restraint that really gets him, plus seeing you wrapped up for the taking isn’t half bad either. Bonus points if he gets to do pretty harnesses and collars ✨

- Waxplay/Temperature Play. You or him, but mainly you I think. You’re the canvas and he’s the painter, and he’s obsessed with how you let him paint you. Whether it be pretty dark colored wax, gently touching you with ice, or just warm hands against your skin, he loves your reactions, watching you squirm between the different sensations.

-Oral Fixation. Don’t suck on his fingers unless you wanna rile his ass up

Ian

-Cosplay/Costumes. IF YOU LET HIM DRESS YOU UP he’s going to go absolutely feral. Ian’s a fashion fan, so seeing you in something he specifically coordinated to look good on you and to his personal tastes would have him going over the deep end. He’s literally obsessed.

-Blindfolds. Now I know he’s scared of being left alone, but I think he’d enjoy the rush of giving up control to you like that, letting you touch and trail over his body without knowing what’s next would have him super sensitive and needy in seconds. Plus if you let him blindly roam his hands over you?? He’s about to get SO handsy.

-Also a roleplay guy. He’s an actor, let him get into a role! Not only is he excited to make the bit convincing, but he might slip pretty deep into it, local man gets horny from improv.

-Body Writing. Write all your favorite things about him on his body, and let him put his signature on you?? Dude would be over the moon going about his day with your words of praise written on his chest, tummy and hips.

[mj3llyfish]

Father!Adam + Daughter!Reader

Chapter 1: “Golden hour”

Ch.1

Warnings: Major grief, major character death(s), Family issues.

A/n: this just hurt to write 😭 Also I just wanna say Emily and Y/n aren’t together her, they’re just besties. I call my friends babe and refer to them as my girlfriends so I js put it here.

Readers POV:

It’s been weeks since the fight against hell. Dad still hasn’t returned, not home, not my phone calls, nothing. I tried calling Caine too but he hasn’t answered either, but I’m pretty sure he knows about it already.

*Knock Knock!!*

A quiet gasp leaves my lips when I hear the door knocking. Dad? Holy shit he’s here!! I quickly rush towards the door, slamming it open. Tears quickly form in my eyes, both from happiness and relief, he’s finally h-

Oh, it’s Emily and Sera. Emily doesn’t look too happy, that’s odd. Normally Emily looks happy to even exist, practically shaking with joy 24/7. But I get that she wouldn’t want to be smiling at a time like this.

“Hey y/n, how you’ve been holding up?” She asks with a concerned tone. I let out a sigh, stalling a bit before giving an answer “I’m doing alright” I shrug, attempting to hide the overbearing fear I’ve been holding for the past days. “May we come in? We just want to see how you’re doing, Caine has been busy for the past few days so we figured we’d drop by.” Sera insists, in her gentle and motherly voice. I guess it’d be nice to have some people over, especially at a time like this.

Third pov:

“So, what’s Caine been doing?” Y/n asks, “I’m sure it’s better than visiting your sister after your dad goes missin-“

“Y/n please!” Sera interrupts, almost angrily whilst Emily looks away shamefully. Sera sighs attempting to calm herself, “I know you’re angry, scared even, but Caine has been feeling the same way for weeks. He’s trying his best to find your father but luck hasn’t been on his side so far..” Emily stares into the table the 3 had been sitting on, while y/n looks away shamefully for saying such things about her dear brother.

Y/n looks back up at Sera, “F.. forgive me Sera. It’s just been, hard.” She says, asking for forgiveness as one does in heaven. “That’s alright,” Emily responds with a weak smile on her face “it hasn’t been easy for us either, your dad was a fun guy so now there’s sorta a sense of.. emptiness at the court.” Sera looks at the two, relieved that the tension has come down a bit. “Do you think Caine could use my help with finding dad? I’m sure I can help in some way! Please, I need to know if he’s okay.” Y/n asks desperately. But Sera isn’t sure about this. “Y/n, I don’t think it’s a good idea for you to be worried about your father. I mean, you seriously don’t look as fine as you think you do..” Y/n frowns at her response. “I think you should get some sleep, you look like you haven’t slept in days.” Sera suggests while Emily nods.

It takes a minute for y/n to respond, but she eventually comes to the conclusion that worrying about her father all week isn’t the healthiest thing to do.

Emily walks over to y/n helping her stand up from her chair, giving her a warm hug, Y/n’s cold body touching Emily’s warm arms. “It’s okay, we’ll find him babe.” She says smiling softly at her, y/n giving one back.

Flashback:

Adam lays on the soft clouds that is heavens land, staring at the sunset. He had been standing there for hours, completely still. “Dad?” Y/n says from afar, along with Caine. “Hey firefly’s..” He says to the pair, making a ‘cm’ere’ motion to them. The two oblige, sitting next to him.

“..you still upset about mom?” Caine asks, Adam looks down, tearing up a bit. “I.. I don’t know.” He says quietly. Y/n looks over at him with deep concern, “We miss her too Yknow, you don’t have to hide it.” She chuckles softly. But Adam’s feeling of loss felt different, like it was his fault, like he could’ve stopped it somehow. If only he was there, to stop Lucifer from giving her the Apple, maybe things would’ve been different. He remains silent, as his two sit there, waiting for a response of any kind.

Y/n and Caine look at the sunset that their father had just been staring at, “Mom liked the sunsets.. when we were alive.” Caine says trying to break some tension. “Yeah, she said she loved the way dad’s eyes turned golden when the sun hit them.” Adam looks over at y/n, a bit surprised, since this is something that he hasn’t heard before. “She said that?” Adam’s left over tears begin to flow down his cheek a bit, y/n looking as happy as ever, that her dad is finally talking. She missed his voice so much, “Oh right, I remember, she said it reminded her of oranges. Yknow, her favorite fruit.” Caine laughs.

Adam chuckles at the memory, it was like this but with Eve. And now, he’s able to recreate it with his kids, it was beautiful, the way the suns warmth hit them like a warm blanket. Y/n lays her head on his left arm, while Caine does the same, feeling the soft cloth that was Adam’s robe. “It’s okay dad, whatever we’ll go through, we’ll go through it together.”

Third POV:

Y/n wakes up from her long nap, both her forearms lying underneath her pillow while she slowly opens her eyes. The sunset shines through her blinds, touching her skin. She sits up, putting her tangled hair behind her ears, then staring at her window, remembering the time that her family, or at least what was left of it, was together.

She remembers how she always told her dad that it’s okay to grief, especially when you know that you’re not alone. But y/n was alone, or at least she felt like it. Sure it was always an okay to do, to mourn the loss of someone you loved, but what good is it doing so by yourself?

[elskiee]

rating cillian murphy's movie characters that i resonate with [based on whatever the fuck i want to base it on]:

tommy shelby: a fucking cunt. he pisses me off so bad because I KNOW beneath that hard surface he's just a lover girl. i KNOW he's walking on those business meetings wearing lacy lingerie WITH thigh garters underneath his suit. and i also know he sucks cock daily. idk why he walks around all stuck-up like that. and the fact that he's SO pretty just angers me more. yeah, i'm jealous and i'm not afraid to say it! he's 6/10 for me I'll fight him to death ngl

john and emma skillpa: oh touch them and you'll fucking die <3 my SWEETIE PIES! ppl r saying their brown eyes are creepy but yall won't catch me feeling like that. they're the most beautiful and precious to me. yall don't know how much i dream of waking up to Emma's breakfast and morning notes oh my god im gonna fucking cry they're 100000000/10 for me.

neil lewis: LOSERRRR [affectionately] i absolutely ADORE him!! would i smack his face with a basketball and light him on fire? yes. would i also kiss his nose and bundle him up in a fluffy blanket? also yes! i would also throw him a casablanca birthday party for him, and he would dress up as ingrid bergman's character! and we would have so much fun [cue me pegging him later on that night]! 8/10!

kitten braden: yes so how much time do yall have here bcs this is my GIRL. words cannot express how much love i have for her. look at her. i would die for her. i would kill for her. either way, what bliss!!! 1000000000000000000/10!!

robert capa: oh yall wanna talk about wife huh. yall don't wanna see how much i SOBBED at the ending bcs WHAT DO YOU MEAN BY THAT??? WHAT DO YOU ACTUALLY MEAN BY THAT??? he's sooo wifey and i just want to smooch him and tell him that the sun is gonna be okay you don't have to go do all that <3 come back home sweetie the kids miss you <3 10/10!!