#( I NEED JESUS )

[heart-of-the-morningstar]

✨Lucifer Morningstar NSFW Headcanons✨

Sub/Switch and you know I'm right! He loves when you call the shots

In a more dominant role, he's extremely gentle, makes sure you're okay throughout

Kissing is a must with him, he loves the feeling of your lips! Your make out sessions could go on for a while

He explores your body with his hands as much as he can, touching every single inch of you. He loves your thighs and stomach the most, but he can never resist groping your tits and burying his face in them

It's extremely important to both of you that you're having fun and laughing, you love being silly together when doing the deed <3

Loves pet names!! For you, it's "(my) love", "sweetheart", "duckling", and "angel". For him, he likes to be called "baby", "good boy", and "Luci"

Loves marking you as his, be it hickies or gentle scratches, he loves knowing you're his (bites down on your neck and shoulder A LOT)

EXTREMELY SENSITIVE, this man gets hard from the slightest of touches! He gets embarrassed but you love it!

Around a 7-7.5 inch cock when hard, normal girth but veiny!

WILL EAT YOU OUT FOR HOURS!! I'm talking non-stop cunnilingus, he loves the taste of you and he loves you bringing you to multiple orgasms! Your moans turn him on to an unhealthy degree

Definitely more of a giver but will never turn down a blowjob from you, he gets SUPER red in the face when you look up at him while you suck him off

He's not extremely kinky but is willing to try most things at least once if you bring it up!

When subbing, he loves to watch you bounce on his cock, using him as you please.

Even with his sensitivity, he loves being edged, not being allowed to cum until you say so. He thrives on being brought to the edge only for you to stop moving and have him beg for you to let him cum (his whimpers are EVERYTHING)

He's very vocal! No just with his moans and whimpers, but he loves talking to you in the heat of the moment, king of whispering sweet nothings; "you feel so good, my angel", "my little duckling"

Pegging!!! He's scared to admit at first, but when he opens up about it, you're more than happy to oblige

Always has you cum first, making you feel good is the most important thing to him

When he thrusts into you, it always starts at a slow and gentle pace, only picking up speed when he's close to an orgasm

You always know when he's about to cum, he scrunches his face real tight and his breathing becomes very labored, your name is the only thing he can say

CREAMPIES BABY, all day every day, absolutely loves cumming inside you! He thinks it's super hot when you swallow his cum too

He has a very high sex drive when it comes to you, you could have multiple rounds a day and he's still want more of you!

Aftercare is everything! Cuddles are his favorite, he could be the big spoon or little spoon, depending on how he feels

He loves wrapping his arms around you and holding you close, peppering kisses on the back of your neck and shoulder, NEEDS to hold your hand and interlock your fingers

But he also loves being held, especially after subbing, he needs a lot of reassurance, he adores when you tell him how much you love him and care for him

Falling asleep in each other's arms is his own version of heaven <3

[bpmiranda]

Can you write a Logan fic where he’s teaching reader about how he likes it in bed (daddy kink) ? Reader is innocent doesn’t know much about it. Love your work omg.

A/N: 18+ f!reader

Can I Teach You? (Logan Howlett) nsfw

“Yes, dad, I have everything for tomorrow.” Y/N was talking to her father on the phone while lying on her belly in Logan’s bed. Her ankles were crossed and she was examining her French manicure while he watched hungrily from the door. “Yes, I’ll call if there’s anything I need. Thanks again, dad!” She hung up and looked over at him with a small smile. “They think I’m at a friend’s for the weekend.”

“You need a ride for your internship tomorrow?” Logan asked, walking over and dipping the mattress with his knee as he hovered in front of her. Y/N bit her lip and shook her head as one of his hands came up under her chin to hold her up as he kissed her. Her knees came up underneath her to give herself more height, slowly kneeling on his bed with his help until she was at eye level with him which was an interesting change as she was about a foot shorter than him without her heels or platform shoes.

“Friend’s picking me up in the morning.” She murmured against his lips as he ran his hands along her body, stopping at her ass and squeezing harshly. “What?” She asked with a shy smile, very aware of his body language by now.

“I wanna try something different,” He murmured, kissing her jaw while sliding his hands up her blouse. Y/N shuddered at his slow touch and she scratched the back of his neck lightly with her fingernails. “You trust me, baby?” She nodded, biting her lip as she let him pull her shirt off, her breasts bouncing lightly as he released them from their thin cotton confinement. Her eyes followed his as he looked over every inch of her with a hungry look. “Look at you, pretty baby.” Logan sighed, growing hard in his jeans as he lightly ran a thumb over one of her nipples and the other cupped her other breast. While Y/N could feel herself growing wet from the intimacy, Logan could smell her, and it made him feral with lust. “You call him dad?” He asked suddenly and she furrowed her brows in question as he grabbed onto the back of her thigh and brought her leg up to lay her down. “Not daddy?”

Her cheeks heated up and she let out a small giggle. “Kind of grew out of that around ten years old.” She said as she let him lay between her legs and lift her skirt. A small gasp left her mouth as she felt his hard member against her panties.

“Would you call me daddy?” He asked, looking down at her expression as he rutted into her core, her clit ached for more, but she felt nervous.

They had fooled around before, but Y/N was still inexperienced aside from the things he did to her with his mouth and fingers. It definitely felt as if his intention was to go further today and to top it off also revealed a pretty taboo kink. “Is that what you like?” She asked, a hand pressing into his chest as he continued stimulating her with the hardened bulge in his jeans. Logan’s eyes darkened as he nodded and she let her head hang back as she focused on the pleasure growing between her legs. “That feels good, daddy.”

Logan let out a low growl from his throat as he continued rutting into her, watching her tits bounce with the force, and catching one of her soft mounds in his mouth. Y/N whimpered, pushing on his chest and pulling on his hair as he marked her skin and caused her panties to dampen. “You’re a quick learner, baby.” His hands pushed her panties to the side and she moaned as his fingers moved slowly through her, collecting her arousal and using it as lubricant to slide two thick fingers into her narrow opening. “Gonna let me teach you something?” Y/N nodded quickly, always so eager to please, and he knew that. “C’mere, baby.”

Logan had sat against the headboard and coaxed her onto his lap, letting her hover over him as he slowly rubbed the head of his cock through her sopping folds. Restraining himself had never been harder, but he didn’t want to hurt her. Her body was shaking as she held onto his shoulders, her head rolled back in ecstasy, tears prickling at her eyes each time he got snagged in her opening. “Oh, daddy, yes!” She gasped, the lower abdomen felt tight and she wanted so badly for the tightness to go away. “Yes!”

“You gonna cum, pretty baby?” Logan asked, knowing the answer, but loving when she told him, ‘yes, daddy, you’re gonna make me cum.’ “Think you can sit down for me?” He asked, holding his hard member directly under her and she whined, wanting so badly to finish. Logan clicked his tongue disapprovingly and she pouted. “C’mon now, none of that.” He warned and she nodded, fingernails digging into his shoulders as she slowly sunk down onto his thick shaft. Her mouth fell open as the girth of him stretched her out and she trembled violently, whimpering and gasping as he encouraged her with sweet words of, ‘you’re doing so good’ ‘doesn’t that feel good?’ ‘you’re such a tight fit, baby.’

Y/N perfectly molded into his body and he gave her a second before lightly patting her thigh. “Daddy, I can’t.” She cried into his neck. Logan was so thick and deep inside her, it was unlike anything she had ever felt before, a feeling somewhere between too painful to keep going and too good to quit.

“Why not, pretty girl?” He asked, caressing her back tenderly and kissing her shoulder.

“Hurts.” She whispered.

“That’s because it’s your first time.” Logan chuckled, moving his lips onto her neck and sighing as he inhaled her signature perfume. “Go on, baby, take it slow.” His large hands were now gripping her ass firmly underneath her skirt, guiding her as she lightly bounced on his lap. While it stung at first and she couldn’t stop whimpering, soon it began to feel like she couldn’t do without the feeling of him stuffed deep inside her and she began rocking her hips into his like a wave. “There you go, baby.” Logan moaned, letting his head lean back against the headboard as she continued, his fingers digging into her hips only to keep her in place. “Just like that, pretty girl.”

“Oh, oh my - oh my - God, daddy!” She cried out, her walls contracted like a boa around his cock and the way her clit rubbed against his abdomen repeatedly with the rut of her hips sent her barreling into an abyss of pleasure and she shook violently on his lap.

Logan was quick to take over and he wrapped his arms around her waist, buried his face between her breasts, and growled as he fucked her down onto his throbbing shaft. “Fuck!” He yelled through gritted teeth as he busted his load inside her and she cried loudly, the feeling so filthy and messy as his spend dripped out of her and down his still-hard cock.

They were breathless, sweaty, as they made out in a post-orgasm haze. Her hands were cupping his bearded face as he kneaded her ass underneath her skirt, subtly moving her back and forth on his lap. “Mm, that felt really good, daddy.”

“There’s so much left to show you, pretty baby.” He said with a small smirk. “It’s a good thing we have all weekend.”

Wasn’t sure if you meant teaching reader that he has a daddy kink or teaching reader sex in general, but I hope this is close to what you wanted and that you enjoy reading it as much as I enjoyed writing it😁😅

[mcqraw]

[cimmanonrowl]

AARON HOTCHNER r18+ corner ☁️

Missionary is definitely one of his favourite positions. Not because he’s “basic” but because he gets off to the idea that he’s the one pleasuring you and he can hold you so close while doing so. Even in between earth-shattering orgasms where you could barely open your eyes, you would catch a glimpse of him watching you reach your peak— his eyes full of lust; primal, desperate, and filled with so much adoration.

“Oh, you like that, baby?” He would rasp tauntingly in your ear, his voice gruff and strained from his every movement. He would rest his sweaty forehead against yours and you would see in his eyes how he enjoyed seeing you crumble— his intelligent, independent, extremely capable woman reduced to a mere fucktoy all for his pleasure and carnal need.

Every so often you would feel the palm of his big hand pressing on your stomach, marveling how his cock rammed in and out of your delicate body.

“You feel that, love?” He would moan on your ear. “Fuck. You feel so good. You're the best little thing ever.”

All you can do is whimper and nod, clinging to him like he’s your lifeline, unshed tears threatening to spill at any given moment.

But you’re not the only one drowning in pleasure. Every fiber of Aaron’s sanity and resolution melts in your presence, all he wants to do is fill you with his seeds over, and over, and over again... until he’s sure you’re completely sated and dripping with his cum after.

[piowasthere]

Pio, your art of Gemini is so ungodly attractive. It stretches into every single aspect of my life, work, school, it doesn't matter what I'm doing, your Gemini is in the back of my mind, haunting me.

yeahhh, i don't even have an excuse for this one...

it's just me simpin' my ass over a enby star.

uhmmm... regarding the ask! same bro. same.

[saturn-lia]

~ Our little date 🩸

Character: Scar (Wuthering waves)

Content: oneshot, SLIGHT NSFW (nothing that serious), scar x reader, fem!reader.

Just scar begin obsessed with you, so much that he is going insane.

again, you find yourself face to face with Scar, for the umpteenth time in the last 3 weeks.

Your icy gaze challenges his defiant one.

"don't look at me like that, come on. If you keep doing this I won't be able to control myself, love." Scar chuckled

In a fraction of a second he appeared in front of you, tipping your chin up with his finger to meet his gaze.

"we haven’t met for 2 days straight, why not enjoy our alone time once more?"

“don’t call me love.”

You approach even more to look deeper into his eyes, making sure he knows how serious you are.

Scar's smile widened, looking as if he took pride in your reaction.

"Why not? But that's what we are, hm?" He leaned forward, his thumb gently caressing her cheek, "I mean, I can't stop thinking about you. What more can I call you?"

Scar's touch caused a shiver to run up her spine, but she did her best to ignore it, attempting to move away from his touch.

With all your strength, you push Scar to the ground trapping him with the weight of your body, blade aimed at his throat as your the knee pushes against his stomach.

He lets out a strangled gasp falling to the ground, his left hand trapped underneath yours.

“...Well, this is rather...intimate," he muses with a chuckle, a smirk still playing on his lips, "If this is how you want to start off, then be my guest, darling. I love nothing more than to enjoy these little power struggles of yours."

you push your knee into his stomach, enough to make him struggle to speak, he flinches.

“You’re just trying to get me on your side.”

Scar's body tremulously shuddered from the pressure on his stomach, making his smirk falter slightly as he struggled to speak, his breath hitching.

Despite this, he still tried to maintain his composure, trying his best not to give you the satisfaction you crave to see.

"And if I am?" He manages to retort through gritted teeth, his gaze still fixed upon you with a mixture of defiance and amusement.

“Did they tell you to seduce me so that it would be easier to convince me?” you say without breaking eye contact, your faces are inches apart.

As their breaths mingle, a slight blush starts to form on Scar's cheeks, the proximity between them beginning to have an effect on him. He takes a moment to answer, his gaze unwavering as he looks deeply into her eyes.

"Well, they didn't tell me anything," he finally says, a sultry undertone evident in his voice, "but even if they did, I would still be drawn to you. Seduce you or not, I don't care about any of that. It's just you and me, now."

"Yeah sure" you stay alert, still pointing your sword at him, you stand up letting him go.

Scar stands up, a devious look gleaming in his eyes as he brushes off the dust on his clothes while watching her with a smirk. After a few moments of silence, he finally speaks up, his tone mischievous

"Ah, I do love how you treat me with such passion." He laughs. "But come now, you can't deny the chemistry between us. Why not we take a step back and have some fun together?"

“It would end up with you trying to kill me”

He chuckled at your response, his smirk widening into a full-blown grin.

"Killing you? Now, why would I want to do that when you make such an entertaining plaything?" He said in mock disappointment, his tone dripping with sarcasm.

"Tell me, love, what's the point of a game if it ends too quickly? Where's the thrill, the excitement? Don't you enjoy a good chase?"

as he approaches, you take a few steps back.

Noticing her retreat, Scar slows his pace, his movements almost languid as he continues to approach her with a wicked smile on his face.

"There, there... No need to back away," he coos, his voice taking on a more seductive tone. "I won't hurt you, my darling. But isn't this so much more exhilarating than just getting rid of each other?"

A chuckle escapes his lips as he notices your blush, his smirk widening in delight. With a flick of his wrist, he disarms your sword, the weapon clattering to the ground with a dull thunk.

He steps forward, eliminating the remaining space between them and pressing his body against her, the heat between them almost palpable. He leans forward, their faces mere inches apart, his breath hot on her neck as he whispers softly in their ear.

"You can't deceive me, my love. I know you want this just as much as I do."

You try to escape from the weight of his body that pins you against the wall, but he is quicker than you to grab your wrists with one hand, and trap them above your head.

Seeing her struggle, Scar's grip on her wrists tightens slightly, a possessive glint in his eyes as he presses them further against the wall, his body trapping them in place.

"What's the point of resisting, my dear? You may deny it for now, but I know the truth. You're here because deep down, you desire me."

He leans in even closer, his breath hot on your skin as he murmurs against your neck.

His words carry a mixture of confidence and desire as his gaze lingers on her, a subtle shiver runs down her spine.

"You're so beautiful, it's almost a crime…and yet, you're still trying to deny us both the pleasure we deserve."

Scar's free hand starts to slowly run down her body, exploring her form with a possessive touch.

"You don't need to be so shy. Let your desires run free. Let me give you everything you crave, my love," he whispers, his breath hot against her skin as his mouth finds its way to her neck, planting soft and lingering kisses along the tender flesh there.

You try in every way not to fall into the sweet trap he set for you, but you've had enough of pretending you don't like it so, you abandon yourself to his touch.

A smirk spreads across his lips as he senses her finally giving in, the way she melts into his touch only igniting a fire within him even more.

"There, there, my dear," he murmurs against the skin, "Let go of your doubts and fears, and just enjoy this moment with me."

Scar continues to shower her with his heated affections, his mouth moving along her neck and collarbone as his free hand continues its exploratory journey over her body.

your arms feel like jelly, when he loosens his grip on your wrists you let your arms fall to his shoulders.

As she moves, he takes the opportunity to slide his own hands around her waist, pulling her closer, their bodies pressing even more firmly against each other.

"You're so responsive," he praises in a low voice, his breath hot against their skin.

He begins to plant soft kisses along her neck, his mouth moving up towards her jaw as he savors the taste of her skin.

A muffled moan escapes your lips as if your subconscious is demanding more from his touch.

A low growl escapes Scar's lips as he hears her soft moans, his hold on her waist tightening.

"That's it," he whispers huskily, "let me hear you, my love."

His mouth trails upwards, pressing hot kisses along her jaw before he captures her lips in a possessive kiss

He moans softly against her lips, the sound muffled by their kiss. Her eagerness fuels his desire even more, his hands beginning to wander lower.

The kiss grows deeper, more intense, his hunger for her apparent in the way he claims her mouth with heated passion.

You break the kiss to move your mouth on his neck, working on leaving a mark on it, while your hands slowly trace his body lower and lower

A sharp inhale escapes Scar's lips, the touch sending a shiver down his spine.

"Oh, you cheeky minx," he purrs with a low chuckle, his breath coming in ragged gasps now. His hands rest on her lower spine, his fingers tracing slow, lazy circles as they brush against the soft skin beneath his touch. He lets out a soft groan as he feels her hands travel lower and lower, unable to hide the effect your touch has on him.

“You want me that much, Scar?”

"You have no idea..."

His breath hitches with a mixture of desire and vulnerability, tilting his head back to give her better access.

"You have no idea how badly I've craved your touch," he confesses, his voice almost a whisper. "Every second, every moment, every breath we're apart is torture. I ache to be close to you in every way possible. That's how much I want you."

A sharp gasp escapes from his lips as her touch finally reaches its desired destination, the sound a mixture of shock and raw pleasure. His body shudders slightly, his eyes widening a fraction.

"Oh, sweet hell..." he curses, an involuntary groan escaping his lips. "You're going to drive me mad, my love."

His hands tighten their grip on her, holding her firmly against his body.

“Don’t hold back, wasn’t this what you wanted?” She whispered against the boiling hot skin of his neck, now covered in marks.

His breath hitches at her words, the mixture of her touch and her whisper against his skin fueling the burning desire coursing through his veins.*

"Yes, yes..." he responds, his voice barely above a whisper, his breath coming in ragged gasps. "This is all I want... All I need."

His eyes shut, lost in the bliss of her touch as he gives in to the tidal waves of pleasure crashing over him.

“they’d kill me if we get caught, I’m supposed to work, you know?” Scar said.

”I know, but enjoy the moment for now, let’s keep this between us, shall we?”

A grin spreads across Scar's face at her words.

"Your wish is my command, my dear," he replies with a chuckle, his voice laced with a hint of teasing.

He presses up against her once more, pinning her against the wall with a strong hold. He leans in close, his breath hot against her ear as he whispers,

"They'll never find out if we keep this between us."

in that right moment, a feminine voice is heard behind them

“Between the three of us?”

Scar's eyes widen in shock as he abruptly breaks away from her his heart racing furiously as he tries to regain his composure. Seeing Phrolova suddenly appear startled him, and he quickly composes himself, straightening his clothes and forcing a calm expression.

"Hey, what's... what's up?" he asks, feigning nonchalance despite the surprise still evident in his voice.

Phrolova's gaze flicks between Scar and him, she raises an eyebrow, an amused smirk playing on her lips.

Phrolova: "What's going on here, lovebirds?"

Scar shoots a quick glance at her. His usual cocky smirk returns as he turns back to Phrolova

"Oh, nothing, just a little bit of... intense conversation…”

He turns to face you.

“Our time is sadly over, my dear, I would have liked to tease you a little more.”

He winks at you as he walks away.

Phrolova chuckles, a knowing look on her face as she eyes the both of them.

He shoots you a last lingering glance, his eyes holding a mixture of hunger and desire before he finally turns away.

Phrolova glances at you with a smirk once Scar is gone.

Phrolova:”Looks like you have the notorious playboy, Scar, wrapped around your little finger."

Hi hello I’m Lia yes it’s my first oneshot, hope you liked ❤️

Requests for WuWa are opennnnn!

I’ll wait for y’all <3

[definetelynotavampire]

fem Nikolai ♡

[serosblunt]

Y’ALL, I-

KATSUKI FUCKING BAKUGO ALWAYS STUFFING YOUR PRETTY PUSSY FULL WITH HIS RING FINGER CAUSE HE GOES ABSOLUTELY FERAL OVER THE THOUGHT OF TOUCHING OR KISSING HIS WEDDING RING LATER ON AND REMEMBERING YOUR JUICES FLOWING ALL OVER IT 🫡

[burntsaltsblog]

i have two holes for a reason

[myremnantarmy]

"𝘔𝘺 𝘥𝘢𝘶𝘨𝘩𝘵𝘦𝘳, 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘩𝘢𝘷𝘦 𝘤𝘰𝘮𝘦 𝘩𝘦𝘳𝘦 𝘵𝘰 𝘴𝘦𝘦𝘬 𝘢𝘯𝘴𝘸𝘦𝘳𝘴, 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘐 𝘸𝘪𝘭𝘭 𝘨𝘪𝘷𝘦 𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘮 𝘵𝘰 𝘺𝘰𝘶."

[bpmiranda]

Kind readers, I just finished Uncle Logan III😳 The soul that compelled me to write this filth was depraved, I cannot be judged for what it has done.

Should I wait till the weekend or should I post it tonight at 9pm?👀

[respectthepetty]

IT WASN'T A DREAM!

And now I gotta figure out this blue!

[cimmanonrowl]

SPENCER REID r18+ corner ☁️

Hear me out, the biggest thing about Spencer is his respect for consent. Early season Spencer Reid is the type of guy who don’t initiate intimate contact and is satisfied with gentle cuddling, hugging, and kissing. Added by his knowledge of annual statistics for sexual-related crimes, your comfort with him and in your relationship is his top priority.

Free-use, CNC, and somnophilia are the three things early season Spencer would be so nervous and hesitant of trying because of his knowledge of the sex crimes. Well, people do say knowledge is a curse and he couldn’t bring himself to do it to you as his dear girlfriend. He’s just so full of love and affection that intimacy reflects his unending respect for you as a person.

Then there’s Post-Prison Reid who will pull your underwear to the side and ram his big cock inside you while you’re bending over the washing machine, trying to do the laundry at 9 AM on a Saturday. He’ll fuck you hard and fast bent over in the kitchen counter, on his home office table, on the couch, even while you were sleeping, just because he can and he knows you want him to.

[keigo-takamis-no-1-simp]

Ｈａｗｋｓ ｘ Ｒｅａｄｅｒ： Ｂｉｒｄ ｏｆ Ｐｒｅｙ

𝙿𝚊𝚒𝚛𝚒𝚗𝚐: Hawks x female! Reader

𝚂𝚞𝚖𝚖𝚊𝚛𝚢: When you get bored at home waiting for your loving husband to come home... you think of a way to get him to come back sooner. It works- for a price.

𝙶𝚎𝚗𝚛𝚎: Smut

𝙲𝚆/𝚃𝚊𝚐𝚜: Face-sitting, degradation, creampie, rough sex, penetration, female-parts, sex (ofc)

𝚆𝚘𝚛𝚍 𝙲𝚘𝚞𝚗𝚝: 1784 

Note: I have NEVER written smut before so I am so, so sorry if this is awful. Spicy stuff happens after the cut. This is- part of something I am challenging myself to do as a writer, I guess? I sure as hell ain't goin to heaven after this shit--

𝙼𝚊𝚜𝚝𝚎𝚛𝚕𝚒𝚜𝚝

You’d been teasing him all day, just to see what he would do. Since you had the day off, you were bored. And what better way to deal with it than making your boyfriend horny as fuck when he’s in a meeting? 

It started off with pictures of your body- nothing too revealing, but enough to make him want more. He opened the messages, but didn’t do much more. You huffed, before an idea crossed your mind. 

Shifting onto your back, you spread your legs. Wearing little more than a bra and panties, your hand reaches up. With his feather around your neck, you knew he’d hear everything you did. Every little noise, whimper, or moan- which is exactly what you wanted. 

You begin to rub yourself over your panties, letting out a soft sigh as you feel the gentle pressure. After a few minutes, you slide your hand into your them, the feather in hand. It had bristled up a little, and the feeling of it against your clit was utterly delicious. 

Letting out a soft moan, your head tilts back. “Kei…~” You whine, shifting a little to continue to build that pleasure. It had been so long since you both had sex, and you missed him like hell. 

After a few moments, the sound of the front door jerks you from your thoughts. That meeting should’ve been another 10 minutes tops, and it took 15 to get home-

Your thoughts are cut short from a familiar winged male opening the bedroom door with more force than needed. His face is flushed, short hot breaths escaping his lips. His feathers are slightly ruffled, and his wings were spread just a little more than usual. 

He was beautiful normally, but this was hot. 

“Baby bird…~” His words are a low growl as he stalks towards you, before crawling onto the bed. “Just what the fuck do you think you’re doin’, hmm?” He rips the covers away, exposing you playing with yourself. 

Your stomach drops, but in the most pleasurable way possible. His eyes- like a predator eyeing it’s prey. 

A dark chuckle escapes his lips as his eyes darken just a little. “Mmmm… that’s what I thought. Playing with yourself like a little whore, hmm?~” He tuts a little, the feather coming from your hands to his own. 

“You’ve been such a naughty little bird, sending me pictures in meetings, playing with my feathers in a way you know I can’t ignore…” He pushes your legs apart, crawling in between them to hover right above you. 

His hot breath fans your chest as he takes in your flustered form. “Just couldn’t wait till I got home, huh..?” You don’t respond, and he trails his fingers through your hair. Suddenly, he wraps some of it around his fingers and pulls. 

A quiet moan escapes your lips at the feeling, and that simple noise sparks something in those darker amber eyes of his. “Such pretty noises… but they aren’t words, baby bird.” He clicks his tongue. 

You’d already been quite bratty… so why stop now? You pout up at him, as much as you can with his hands in your hair, anyway. You knew he enjoyed the fight. 

“Mm, but you came, didn’t you?~” You tease, before he tugs harder, ripping another moan from your throat. His face is inches from your neck as he growls. His hot breath fans your throat, teeth inching dangerously to your jugular.

“I guess I’ll have to remind you just who’s in charge, angel… and it isn’t you.” A feather flies from his plumes, wrapping around your wrists just enough to make sure you can’t move them. He wraps his hand around them, pinning them above your head. Your chest sticks out just a bit more from the angle. 

“So pretty.. It’s a shame, really..” He murmurs, disappointment clear in his tone. You shift, letting out a quiet whine. Before you can speak, he clicks his tongue again. “No, pretty bird… you had your chance. It seems like I need to remind you just who’s in charge, hmm..?” 

Heat rushes to your core at just how low his voice is. Oh, you fucked up. But this is exactly what you wanted. “Just sit still… you’re too horny to wait for me, hmm? Fine then…” His eyes flick up to yours for a moment. Even though you could feel just how hard he was, he stops for just a moment. 

“You can answer one question- what are our colors?” You falter, but you’re grateful. Despite how turned on he was, he always asked. 

“Red means stop…” His tongue trails down your stomach, and your words catch in your throat. “Yellow- Yellow means slow down, and… and green means it’s all good…” He hums in approval. 

“One last one. What’s the safe word?” 

“Treehouse.” “Good girl… fuck… I’m gonna absolutely wreck you sweetheart. But first… I have an idea.” He shifts, laying on his back as he gently guides you onto his face. 

“You’re gonna sit on my face until I’ve had enough. Sound good, little bird?~” Before you can respond, his arms wrap around your thighs. Pulling you down, your heat directly on his mouth. 

A quiet moan escapes your lips as his tongue traces your folds. “Fuck, Kei…” He slaps your ass cheek, and you whine. 

“Who am I?” He all but growls against you. 

“Sir..” You whimper, swallowing hard as his feathers dig into your wrists just a little more. 

He lets out a low chuckle, before giving you a harsh suck on your clit. “Good girl.” The moment he properly tastes you, he hums in approval.

A moan escapes your lips as he goes back to tongue-fucking you, making noises and holding you down like you were his last meal. Fuck- he was hot. And the fact he was holding you down on top of him? 

If there was any anxiety about suffocating him, he left no room to argue. If he wanted to suffocate himself on your pussy, he was gonna do it.

His lips shift, now wrapping around your clit. A mewl escapes your lips as your legs spread a little wider. He chuckles, the sound going straight to your core. 

When another whine leaves your lips, this time when he slows down. He hums, the vibrations making you jolt. After a few moments, he lets go of one of your thighs, sliding in two of his fingers. 

A deep moan escapes your lips this time. “F-fuck-” You can’t help but grind down onto his face, and he grips your waist tightly. When his fingers find that spongy spot inside of you, another moan escapes your lips. He chuckles, before abusing that spot. 

It doesn’t take long before that coil tightens almost painfully in your stomach. You’re panting, moaning, practically riding his fingers and his face– and with a nip to your clit, you fall apart on top of him. 

He’s quick, hardly letting you savor your orgasm before having you face down and ass up. “Such a good slut- who’s my good little whore, huh?” He slaps your ass, pulling a mewl from your throat. 

“I-I am-” He slaps your other ass cheek, a warning growl emanating from behind you. 

“I am?” The dark, dominant sound of his voice makes your thighs press together a little. But you wanted to see how far you could push him… his punishments were always good. So, she just nods. He sighs a bit, clicking his tongue. 

“Naughty bird… here I was, about to reward you for taking everything so well..” There’s faux sympathy in his tone. His hand gently rubs one of your ass cheeks, before slapping it hard. You yelp out softly, though there’s a soft moan mixed in. 

“Ah, that’s right… you like that sort of shit dontcha?” He chuckles, the sound holding a promise of danger. One that you like. “Fine… I’ll make it hurt then, princess.” 

Without warning, his hard cock slams into your core, giving you no chance to accommodate him. A mixture between a moan and a cry escapes your lips. He stills his hips completely against yours, his lips against your ear. 

“Color, love?” His voice is raspy, and you clench around him at the sound. 

“G-green, sir-” You whimper, biting your lip. His feather holds your hands in front of you on the bed, unable to hold your upper half up. He hums in approval again, his tongue tracing the shell of your ear. 

“Good girl…” He murmurs, before pulling out a bit. Without warning, he slams back into you, setting a brutal pace that has you seeing stars. Mixtures of “oh my god” and profanities are pulled from your lips as the head of his cock slams against your cervix. 

“Such a good slut- gonna fuck ya till ya can’t walk- that want you want? Tell me you want it-” He grunts, panting as he continues to slam into you. Your mouth opens to respond, but you can’t get a word out. The only thing spilling from your lips is moans, whimpers, and a little bit of drool. That feeling of warmth in your stomach returns quickly, the coil tightening again.

“Can’t even talk back anymore, huh?” He chuckles, grabbing your hair and pulling you up by it, then holding you by the throat. “Such a pretty little whore.. And all fucking mine.” Each word was punctuated with a deep thrust. 

And with that, the coil snaps. Your vision goes white as you clench down around him. Moaning out loudly, your eyes roll into your head as your tongue lolls from your mouth. 

After a few more thrusts, he buries himself into you, and you can literally feel the warmth of his release settling in your womb. A soft whine escapes your lips at the feeling. His feather lets go of your wrists, gently trailing your back before going back to his wings. 

He’s panting, before peppering kisses on your shoulders. “You took me so well, such a good girl…” He murmurs, letting himself slide out of your tight hole. His cum begins to dribble out, trailing down your thighs. You whine again, now for the loss of feeling. He laughs lightly, turning you around to kiss your forehead. 

“Alright, baby bird… let’s get you all cleaned up, hmm?” He coos, brushing your hair away from your face. You lean into his touch. 

Keigo was a lot of things. Dominant, rough, unrelenting- but kind, gentle, and caring. You hum in response, approval clear in your tone. Now… all that’s left of the night is for him to spoil you with his love. And you knew he wouldn’t hold back on that either. 

[thewordfortheday]

THE WORD FOR 15/7

“Jesus Christ is the same yesterday and today and forever.” (Hebrews 13:8)

 In a world of constant change our faith can be fixed on a changeless Christ.

 We as children of God, have an anchor for our souls, the Lord Jesus Christ. We can fasten our hopes on Him, knowing He will never shift or change.

Jesus Christ is that centre of permanence. This changeless Christ is the great refuge in a world that is caught up in constant change.

 Prayer: Father, how grateful I am that in a world of constant change, You remain the same. Let this truth sink deep within my spirit. Help me never to be shaken by the things around me.  In Jesus' name,  Amen.

[maltesejjong]

Y’all save this image and send me some ideas with it (via ask submission) and I’ll turn them into little drabbles hehe. (The fact that it looks like a leash on him… sub!sannie who???)