#.tw cockwarming

[daisynik7]

Nanami loves how insatiable you are. Even after fucking you into five orgasms, you can't fall asleep unless he's warming his cock inside you. You're so adorable the way you whimper as he nestles in comfortably. How breathy you get when the pads of his fingers rub small circles around your sensitive clit. The way you squirm from the lightest touch, overstimulated and yet, still so needy. He'll never get tired of how obsessed you are with him. Because even though he manages to hide it better, he's equally, if not more, obsessed with you.

[sweet-violett]

She's a 10, but she masturbates wildly while imagining her master's fat cock pinning her roughly to the ground and raping her until she's addicted.

[dreamofjoys]

— c/w: short drabble on cockwarming blade, afab, blade laughing at you...

BLADE absolutely loves it when you sit on his lap facing him. Especially when your plush thighs cage his waist, arms wrapping around his neck while his dick buries deep inside you.

You would whine about how much you need him to fuck you right now, pleading him with your signature puppy doe eyes, attempting to get him as horny as you are by nibling on his ear lobe, littering his exposed neck with hickeys, and even french kissing him.

He returns back the favour enthusiastically, shoving his tongue into your mouth, exploring you in erotically. And everytime you thought that he was too immersed in the kiss, you would attempt to lift your hips up just so that you can fuck yourself on him.

However, the pair of hands that were resting on your ass would suddenly grip your ass cheeks tightly, preventing you from moving around, keeping you stationary in his hold.

You would cry out in frustration, begging him to just fuck you already.

He knows how desperate you are, with the way your slick is already coating on his dick and staining on his thighs. Your pussy walls flutter around him, keeping and massaging the little him tight inside you. His thick and veiny dick feels so big inside you, your core aches so badly, wanting to be fuck and abused by it.

Nonetheless, Blade only laughs at your neediness, keeping your hips still as your neglected pussy babysits his dick.

[fa1rysugar]

Studying Motivation

Trey Clover x Female Afab Reader

Trigger Warnings: Cockwarming, Aged up Trey, Trey is soft dom, Female Afab Reader, Kinda based off a porn I saw lol I'd link it but I don't really wanna go find it again-, Desk fucking, bad writing, spelling mistakes, hair pulling, sort of rough, trey gets kinda mean, I don't know how to write very good smut lmao, creampie.

Request are open, send them in I'm starting to write shit I think of at 1 am well watching Kurtis Conner and it's not okay.

“Sweetie stop- shit” He moaned as you tried to wiggle your hips on his cock. “No- study then I'll fuck you.” He said holding your hips still. Your shirt above your tits your skirt lifted up to bury his cock in your sweet tight cunt. You huffed in annoyance. You looked back at your books. You knew there was no point in trying to beg or argue. You were failing your potions class and this was a great way to force you to study. He knew bribing you to study would work. It would probably work if he bribed you with pastries, but he still wanted to have a little fun. You were his pretty girl so why not reward you properly after you study. He knew it was going to take a while to finish the whole book but he could wait. He was a patient man after all.

After you finished the book and taking the notes you huffed out. “Treyy I'm done” you whined grinding your hips down on his cock. He looked up from his phone smiling at you “Good girl, I'm proud of you” He says kissing your neck thrusting his hips forward making you moan out. His hands grabbing your waist helping you fuck yourself on his cock. Your eyes rolling in the back of your skull. Your hands gripping at his shoulders. He wasn't fucking you rough but after having his cock in you for so long it felt amazing. You felt like you could cum so quickly. Having to sit there as his cock twitched inside you.

"Baby fuck- gonna cum inside you okay?" He groaned hiting you with one final thrust his cum squirting inside you as you spasmed (? Girl idk) around his cock. Cumming around his cock. He held you to his chest.

"So good for me love."

Spelling and grammar mistakes like happen. I apologize but English is not my first language and my autocorrect sometimes just doesn't want to work.

A/n: Everytime i write i feel like it reads so cringey and like I'm writing a 2018 y/n fanfiction bc I know nothing about sex 😭😭😭 I'm so sorry.

[bleedingichorhearts]

𝐅𝐞𝐫𝐚𝐥 𝐌𝐚𝐫𝐢𝐧𝐞𝐬

𝕬𝖚𝖙𝖍𝖔𝖗: Apologies, have some unholiness. :)

𝕾𝖚𝖒𝖒𝖆𝖗𝖞: A small collection(2) of very feral marines. Well… some cool and collected while some others are simply not.

𝕿𝖆𝖌𝖌𝖊𝖉: @kit-williams, @egrets-not-regrets, @bispecsual, @gallifreyianrosearkytiorsusan, @sleepyfan-blog.

TW // Pure SMUT, Dubcon, Hate Sex? Overstimulation, Cockwarming, Mating Press-ish, Belly Bulge, Oral, Clothed Sex, Begging, Praises, Yandere Themes, Google Translate.

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𝐒𝐨𝐥𝐨𝐫 𝐊𝐧𝐢𝐠𝐡𝐭 • Gray Knight • Sentience

You’re not really sure how the Gray Knight had gotten worked up. How you ended up on the roof of your car; just a few miles away from the house, and your thighs of your legs being opened with ease by his gray gauntlets. The bulk of his armored fingers slightly twitching with anticipation as he looks down at you with his pure white eyes filled with something that looked a lot like hunger. His helmet disregarded on natures ground: near the tire of your vehicle.

“So beautiful.” Solor suddenly speaks with a smooth rumbling tone, praising you. The thumb of his gauntlet gently pressing into your clothed skin on your thigh as he thumbs at it, up, and down. You simply can’t not help the blush that rises to your cheeks, flushed by his suddenness to praise you. To put you on top of your own car and thumb very closely to your womanhood.

The Gray Knight above you gives you a light rumble at your flushed face: something that is similar to a laugh and a purr as he take one of his gauntlets to squeeze at your thigh before rising it up the side of your body, feeling you out; exploring you. His gauntlet very precise on where to touch you, to make you twitch and tick underneath his hand before he would lean down: his face next to your chest while his uses the gauntlet that was touching you to balance himself lightly on the car roof above you; trying to make sure he wouldn’t dent it with his weight. His hot breath gathering in your clothes as he gives you a puff, almost eager to tease you, but he knows he wouldn’t have enough time before the Alpha Legionnaires would show up to take what is his once more.

“My little Maiden…” Solor purrs and rumbles, sending a slight vibration through the car as he moves himself down your clothed body more. His gauntlets going back to gently squish at your thighs while he eyes trail at every inch of you, taking in every detail of you. His breath occasionally puffing out against your clothes the more he moves himself downward. Until, eventually he is above your pelvis; looking down at it with such desire you have only see rarely from him. His stare making you shiver in his squeezing hold as he would look up at you at your movement with a small grin. “Would you allow me to ravage you? To eat you whole my little Maiden?”

Ah, so that’s what he wanted. His actions should have been clear enough to you, but it was unusual to think Solor would want to do it in a more open place, and on the top of your car no less. He likes to be more closed off and… proper without the Alpha Legionnaires trying starting shit with him. Telling him how and what way he should fuck you when he knows just how good he can; better than them too. He has had you first anyway. Though, he can’t deny when they push him, you both get the satisfaction you need, even if it was a little bit more harsh and gets you bed ridden to be in the Alpha Legions care afterwards. He doesn’t mind that all at for some reason, and you certainly don’t mind it either.

“Yes, my knight.” You respond to him, wiggling your hips as a nerve of arousal shoots through you while Solor inhales, taking in your scent of arousal. His tongue licking his teeth inside of his mouth and swallows his bundling saliva, trying not to slobber all over you at just the simple word of you calling him your knight, and definitely not because you wiggled your hips either. His gauntlets tensing around your thighs in anticipation to get started with you.

“Oh, you’re such a good little Maiden.” He coos softly, lowering himself down closer to your pelvis. His breath hitting against your clothes while he looks up at you with hooded eyes as they dim in lecherous thoughts, getting hooked on you in moments. His gauntlets tearing slowly at the seams on the bottom of your clothing, trying not to go too fast. Restricting himself so much when you were willingly presented before him. Agreeing with his offer. “You’re too good for me…”

You keen in his hold eagerly then; anticipating him just as he anticipated you. Wanting his offer to be filled rather quickly for you. He can’t just say things like that and leave you hanging with nothing but that growing, aching desire he started. It was quite… unfair, but… perhaps it was just the both of you? Restricting so much when all could be given in a fraction of a moment?

“Solor, please.” You begged him and he gives you a reassuring purr in response. His gauntlets slowly ripping your seams one by one while his mouth opens wide as he presses his hot, slimy tongue against your clothed sex. The sensation oddly, but slightly stimulating in a way as your body arches at that small fraction of relief, and then a disappointed huff leaves you as all he gives you is a singular lick. “Solor…”

The Gray Knight laughs at you with a low rumble, knowing what he did. Another grin growing on his face as he looks up at you then down at the bottom of your clothing, purring when he managed to get them soaked with just one lick. “Can you blame me? You’re just too appetizing, I must savor everything of you.”

“Everything?” You deadpan at him lightly, looking down at him with the same look. Briefly wondering if you should just pull him closer with your legs, if that was even possible. “Even my clothes?”

“Everything.” Solor confirms with a nod, leaning back down near your sex, giving it a puff of hot air to feel you shiver at his actions. Watching you as the seams untie themselves slowly much to his pleasure. It was like unwrapping a gift. “Your clothes, skin, muscles, organs, bones and even your soul my little Maiden.”

“That’s not creepy at all.” You mumble at him, watching him closely. Wondering now if admitting the more… organic things were their play. If that’s how some of the talk dirty or flirt. “…And that’s how you plan to eat me?”

Solor purrs lovingly at your question, and admittedly with a light laugh. Ripping the seams more. “We are not the same creatures as you my little maiden, but yes that’s how I plan to eat you. More so on the skin and muscle side for now.”

“For now?—!” Your breath catches in your throat. Your mind short circuits as a long moan leaves you. Your body arching up on the roof of the car before you’re forcefully pressed flat down on it. One of Solors gauntlets pressing you down by your stomach while his other hikes one of your legs over his shoulder. His mouth wasting no time to get a taste of you as soon as your seams opened big enough for him to thrust his tongue inside of your sex with a certain gleam in his eyes.

“Hmmm, yes, for now.” He rumbles, sending another vibration through the car and through you. A loud, pleasured cry escaping you as the vibrations just hit right. Your body trying to wither and keen into him, but his gauntlet stops you from doing so. A pleased smile growing on his lips the more he gains from you. The more he watches you struggle underneath him.

“Fuck! Solor, g-give a gal a w-warning.” You manage to groan out, your head leaning back while you clench your jaw and huff. Your eyebrows furrowing up in pleasure as you close your eyes. Hands desperately trying to gasp onto anything in this position and placement, but there was nothing to grab out for but to scratch at the metal of the car or reach out for Solor himself.

“Hhmmm, grasp onto me little Maiden.” The Gray Knight rumbles again, ignoring your words. His eyes intent on watching how your skin moves up and down as he swirls his tongue into your juicy, velvet walls. The back of his tongue making sure he rubs that bud of yours too as he watches you cry out again. Your hands immediately coming up to obey his request, and grasping onto his gauntlet pinning on your stomach. Your fingers trying to overlap and tie with his own. “There we go…”

The Gray Knight hums into you, seemingly relaxed with just eating you out, but his twirling action inside of you sends you spiraling, your mind becoming instant mush; definitely not going slow with you as it looks or sounds like. His tongue doing wonders to claim every inch of muscle inside of you: twirling, twisting, swirling, lapping and even sucking occasionally. Trying to ravage you out, just like he said he would.

“Solor!” You pant at him, feeling that familiar string tighten inside of you. Your hands trying to grasp at his much bigger and armored ones the best you can while he starts to thumb at you, gently caressing your stomach with each stroke of his tongue; feeling how much he can affect you. How much he could eat you out while he thinks for a moment how his cock would feel if he was inside of you once more; bulging your belly, but he knows he won’t have enough time for that. He’s not in a closed space after all.

The Gray Knight doesn’t speak at your call of his name. He simply smothers himself more into your sex, getting drunk on you as he becomes all the more eager to get your nectar. His tongue going more wild, trying to get you to cum already. To give him his meal he has worked and craved highly for from you. Another rumbling hum coming from him to encourage your climax, and oh, does it work its magic. Sending you right off the edge of a damn cliff.

You feel like you’re floating on 10 clouds, but you can’t exactly feel how he continually laps at your walls to drink from them. You can’t feel how he pulls back out of you to lick at your folds, purring at you and the meal you have so preciously given him. His tongue still slowly circling, stimulating your shock of a climax, and never leaving you when you start to feel overstimulated. A whine escaping you at your sudden sensitivity, and at the fact Solor growled, lifting his head up from your sex like a predator that has been interrupted with its feast.

“Legionnaires…” Solor simply hisses the fangs of his teeth showing as he looks up at one of them, and senses two to his other side, trying to trap him; trying to cut him off from eating you out once more. His gauntlets slowly lowering your leg back down from his shoulder and back to hang off the side of the car. His body rising up to his full height as he focuses on one of the lone Alpha Legionnaires; towering over the three of them by a helmet.

Solor doesn’t hesitate to give a warning hiss when the one he focuses on inches his way closer, testing his patience, testing his bond before he finally does snap and takes off after the Legionnaire. Not liking how close they have gotten after he left his little Maiden very vulnerable to claim, and has still done so after he plays cat and mouse with this legionnaire he has yet to pin down. Leaving you vulnerable and open for the other two to claim.

You can finally feel after getting off your high, how this Legionnaire: Hydra, comes over and gently squeezes your thighs with a sweet coo. His helmet off his head as he shifts in his spot in order to get between your legs like Solor did, but this time, Hydra does something a bit different and folds you in half. Hiking up both your legs over his pauldrons like he was putting you in a mating press before he gets a taste of you himself. The suddenness of his tongue eating you out this time, and in a different way making you cry out again. Gaining some teasing and praising coos in response.

The Gray Knight couldn’t have all the fun without them now could he?

𝐒𝐩𝐚𝐫𝐭𝐚𝐤 𝐍𝐨𝐯𝐤𝐢 • World Eater • Wh40k

You know you should have not have tested the patience of your marine who gives you everything he has. Every. Little. Thing, and all he asks in return is you. Yet, you push him every single time, rejecting his gifts, pushing him away, running away. He’s been patient enough to court you again; killing off your suitors. He thinks it’s about time that he puts you back in your place, and the frustrated World Eater is quick about it. His form taking big strides in an effort to not just flat out rush you.

He follows your trail; finding it with ease only moments before you had ran off from him. His form moving with rather tense and calm movements. His helmet moving side to side to look around the area as his eyes take in every little detail that you’d left behind: footprints, loose dirt and even your scent. Which perfectly betrays you the most.

He can smell how you fear of being caught by him. How your adrenaline spikes, and how strongly it smells just like you. He can even smell the hint of arousal in it. Your mind must have briefly thought about him, and that makes him lowly hum in… delightful thoughts. You think of him even when you’re running away from him? In such enamored ways too? Ohhhh, little мир.(World.)

The… endearing thought cools him off a little bit, but not by much. He’s too frustrated by you running from him when he’s gone to do this type of shit. You always taking advantage of him when you can, and it slowly started to peeve him off until today. He has decided he will not have any of it. No childish games, no bratty behavior, no innocent faced lies and definitely no cold shoulders either. He will have you, even if he knows he’ll have to do it again. Not that he wouldn’t mind. He has all the time in the world to do so.

The World Eater spots you not far up ahead. A twitch of a grin rising up beneath his helmet as he looks at you. So helpless; breathless from running, what he feels like is only a couple steps from him. Your form hunched over as you try and catch yourself. Presenting your curved aspects at him while your heart beats wildly in both fear and exhaustion, and he didn’t even have to exhaust you. You exhausted yourself. Something that he finds rather… appreciative of.

“S-Spartak!” You squeak up at him, your heaving form quickly turning around on your heel to face him with wide eyes. Finally noticing that he was just standing behind you, staring down at you with clenched gauntlets as his shadow overcasted your own. “I…um…”

He watches you stutter up at him, looking around at everything but him, and it drives him more mad that you refused to look at him in moments like this. His gauntlet twitching as you try and make up another excuse for your running; for your escapes. Why can’t you just trust him? Why can’t you like the things he has provided for you? Why don’t you allow him in?

Oh, he doesn’t like to think about those thoughts very much. Each individual question being blocked by something that he just… can’t understand. He can’t understand you. How are you not swayed by his advances? How are you so adamant with him? He was clearly a better suitor and able to care for you properly. Not once, has he hit you. Not once, did he let his anger get the best of him… but he has his limit on this one, and he doesn’t even know if he can promise to be gentle.

He deeply rumbles down at you, scaring you to shut up and stand still. Your eyes, yet again, refusing to look up at him. Trying to look at everything on the dirt ground and memorize it. He’s not sure if he likes you to be…so scarily obedient, but he sure as hell wants you look at him. His gauntlets unfurling from being fists as he uses one to gently; forcibly make you look up at him and uses the other to take off his helmet and latch it to his waist.

“Look up at me little мир…” He lowly speaks, getting increasingly frustrated with how your eyes still flicker every where else, but his command finally makes you listen. Your fearing eyes finally looking up at him, listening to his call. It almost would have calmed him down a bit if he wasn’t reminded on why he was here; how he was here.

He scoffs at himself then, sounding like a chuff of a tiger before just snatching you up from the ground. Purring just the tiniest bit when you give a squeak of surprise. Your hands settling on his maroon pauldrons, trying to steady yourself before he flips you around. Your back up against his breastplate as one of his gauntlets keeps you pinned up against him. Holding all of you by your waist as he settles himself down in front of a tree; sitting in front of it with his legs open.

“Spartak!” You call out for your marine, incredibly confused on his actions. He…he has never done this before! He has never been so… blunt! “Did I do something wrong?”

Oh, you know you did, but you can hope that your plays lasts, until he growls at you. A string of dread washing through you. Your form shivering against his body and hold.

He cannot believe that you would as such a question. You still think you can still play innocent when he has you resting on his cuisse? When all you have done is played him with such acts? He’s seen how you work; over and over again, and he tried of you just dismissing him at every turn. He deserves something in return.

“Do not play with me woman.” He huffs, tucking his head into the back of your neck. The urge to just bite the hell out of you strong. “You have done that long enough.”

You swallow at his truth, understanding that you have been caught. That now, you need a different approach, but nothing pops up, it’s like you’ve ran out of ideas, out of words to say. What in the hell does one even do in this type of situation?

“I…” You stutter and pause, trying to come up with anything, but you simply can’t. You used everything in the book of excuses to try and stay away from him. So you settle on something so stupid, so minuscule. “I’m sorry.”

Everything feels entirely too silent then. Your ears straining to find a peep of any sound behind you as your heart pounds in your chest. Waiting for what might be your death. What might be your last line of rope to climb up out of your own well.

“…You’re sorry?” Spartak lowly scoffs, his gauntlet suddenly tightening around your waist, threatening to snap you into two as you wince in his hold. He’s really not sure how he feels about this apology, but he’s definitely burning. Ohhh, he’s fucking fuming.

In sudden movements, that gets you dizzy on how fast he moves. He has you on your hands and knees beneath him. His gauntlet on your waist still keeping you pinned to him as his other gauntlet fumbles for his cod-piece. Your eyes desperately searching the ground below you, what for? You don’t know, you’re scared, you’re scared of his wrath. You know how some World Eaters can be like; Iron Warriors too.

“You run from me nearly everyday little Мир.” He starts, nuzzling into the back of your head, deeply inhaling your scent. Feeling how you tense up beneath him. “You promise me lies when I promise you— give you truth.”

You don’t swallow the saliva that builds up in your mouth. You don’t dare interrupt him with a simple thing as swallowing. You don’t dare to move in his hold as he smells you; rocks up against you before you even realize what he has planned for you.

“You push me when all I want to do is provide.” He snarls, sounding low and rather controlled. His mouth opening up as his hot breath paints across the back of your neck; making you shiver at the different temperature of it. His gauntlet finally releasing his cock from his confinement as he pulls you closer to feel just how hard he was. To feel the heat of his length and thickness just resting below you; twitching up against you.

“Spartak…” You dare to whine at him, braving yourself, throwing yourself into his jaws so he can just clamp down onto your neck a snap it. To chew on your bones and drink your blood.

“Silence, woman.” He hisses gutturally, ripping off the bottoms of your clothes with a simple tug, the unexpectedness of it making you yelp out before you clamp your mouth shut. Tears building up in your eyes as he slowly rocks his hips back and forth between your folds. “You have no right to spill more innocent lies.”

“You don’t even have the right to dismiss me. To reject my care.” He continues, stabilizing himself with one arm above you and the other to hold you by the waist. Rolling his hips all the way back until his tip producing pre-cum rests at your entrance. “No more little Мир. You will accept me as yours.”

You can’t help the loud gasp that escapes your throat after being told to be silent. Your hands struggling everywhere against the dirt floor to find purchase on it. The intrusion of just his tip too much to bear for your frail body compared to his. He was simply more bigger, stronger, holding you in place as his cock slowly pushes through your walls. His frustrated mind having enough logic that he knew he didn’t prep you before hand.

“Relax, little Мир. We have done this before.” He purrs roughly. Groaning when you squeeze at him when he wasn’t even fully sheathed inside of you. His frustration flickering between railing you like some simple minded animal or coddling you. To make sure you’re okay as he knows he’s big.

Khorne, your walls drag him in so deliciously. If you don’t start to relax soon he’ll make you relax. Fuck you until your like mush in his devoting hands, until you can’t think of anymore lies and more refusals for him to be prissy about. Running too, make you stop running from him again once more.

Yes…that’s sounds like a rather tempting idea.

“Spartak, please.” He hears your quiet beg against your order that he’s given you, but he can’t bring himself to care about that. He’s going to fuck you until he can’t hear you beg for him anymore. He just wants fucking sounds out of you or perhaps non at all. He knows that a rather sick thought, but it’s makes him twitch inside of you. Him just lazily fucking into you while you’re asleep before he would cockwarm you up, making sure he sticks there until he’s ready to cum inside of you once again.

Fuck, he can’t be gentle, he definitely can’t be gentle with you right now. He needs you. He needs you to submit to him, tell him, moan at him that you’ll accept him once more. That you won’t run away from him again. That you’ll bear anything that he’ll give you, whatever that may be. He needs you.

He can’t help the loud, guttural groan that leaves him. His head tilting back before he looks back down at you, slobbering all over the dirt ground with breathless whines mixed with moans leaving you. He must have blacked out for a moment as he doesn’t recognize when he started to go fast with you. To have you rock back against his cock as it twitches inside of you again, warning you and him that he was closer than what he would like to admit himself.

Ah, but that doesn’t matter. One load simply won’t be enough for you, and one load certainly isn’t enough for him. You’ve got him hooked on you. He’s going to provide as much as he can. He’s going to fill you up as much as he can to make sure you know where your place stands with him. Not below or above, with him.

He switches his position slightly, lifting you off the ground as he uses you to his pleasure. Both of his gauntlets now grasping at your waist; creating bruises on them as he tilts his head back, getting lost on how your walls grip at his cock like a vice. His pace going a bit faster than before as he closes his eyes and deeply groans. Savoring the feeling of both of your climaxes, occasionally doing some extra thrusts as your body is unable to handle so much of his cum. The milky substance running from between your thighs and down his cock and armor before it finally reaches the ground.

“L-Little Мир?” He huffs down at you, frustration gone. Now replaced with worry that he might have broken you. He gauntlets maneuvering you around so you sit upright on his cock. His form string back against the tree as he checks up on you closely. Eyeing the harsh, purpling bruises he created on your waist of griping you too tightly before looking at your fucked out face. A certain… feeling swelling inside of him that he (always) manages to make you look so drunk on him.

He waits for you to recover however, his face nuzzling into your neck. Enjoying how you smell like him now as one of his gauntlets keeps you steady up on his cock by your torso. Not willing to brush along that belly bulge inside of you just yet. He wants you coherent with him, but once you start to show signs that you’re coming back from cloud 9? He’s at you again, slowly at least. Rising you up and down his cock at a tentative pace, making sure to love more on you as well. Kissing the back of your neck, giving it a little nibble before he starts to purr in a happier tone. Satisfied with what he has gotten from you. What he has given you.

At least, now you know not to push him too much… or perhaps you will? It’s a rather difficult decision to make.

[cloudsintheheadd]

going to bed… oh no, i accidentally left my door unlocked and my windows opened… sure would be a shame if someone just… invited themselves in to play with my body while im blissfully asleep and unaware… making me warm their cock or strap… really would be terrible…

[hunnikitty]

i wish i was sitting on someone’s dick rn :( i just wanna cockwarm someone so bad :((

[nymphoheretic]

Nymph: Just a quick repost for my old account. Yeah...I'm back in my MHA era...

Synopsis: You and Rody were hosting the monthly movie night with Ochaco and Izuku and during Rody gets a little handsy.

Pairing: Rody Soul x fem!reader

CW: reader has female genitalia, voyeurism, cockwarming, fingering, teasing, edging

Tags: @babiefwuit @bakugosbratx @stygianoir @bookandyarndragon @noriken @sailewhoremoon @tokyometronetwork

You bit your finger as your boyfriend stroked his fingers over the fabric of your panties, his warm breath ghosting over your ear as he pretended to hold you closer under the banket as a rather intense part of the horror film came on the screen. "R-Rody..." you whimpered out as you felt him them slide the fabric to the side.

"Hmm?" He hummed against your neck as he turned his attention back to the movie. "You say something, Princess?" He acted like he was paying full concentration to the movie and not like he was not currently torturing your sweet little cunt with his fingers.

Another small whine left your throat as your eyes darted over to your two best friends who were on the other couch, watching the movie. You were thankful for the blanket that covered you and Rody. "Y-you know what...Ah~" your voice broke off in a short moan when your boyfriend slipped two fingers into your drooling, aching hole slowly filling your body.

Rody hid a smirk as he watched you struggle to keep your voice down as he teased your body. He knew what he was doing to you, he was just acting like he didn't because it was always so much fun to see how much you could take before you broke. "What are you talking about?" he questioned as he sped up the pace of is fingers, drilling into you until tears started to form in your eyes.

You sobbed quietly as Rody continuously thrusts in and out of your clenching hole. You bit your lip when Izuku happened to glance your way, trying to muffle your moans.

"Why are you squirming so much?" Rody's voice whispered in your ear. "Is this movie too scary for you?" He's watched this movie so many times that he knew a certain scene was about to come up. He sped up his fingers, hitting that sweet spot that only he knew about that had you creaming on his fingers.

You let out a scream just as a huge jumpscare flashed on the screen as you came hard on your boyfriend's fingers. Your breathing was hard as you felt him nuzzle his face into you neck soothingly as he muttered, "Poor baby, got so scared."

"You meanie." you gasped out, tears streaming down your face.

Rody didn't say anything as he shuffled underneath you. It wasn't until you felt his hot cock resting against the curve of your ass did you realize what he was going to do. He leaned down and growled in your ear, "You want to see mean? Pretty baby, I'll show you mean." his hands grasped your hips and lifted you up until you were hovering over his hard dick.

You let out a gasp as Rody slowly pulled you down onto his fat cock, splitting you open. You expected him to immediately start moving, but he didn't. Instead he turned his full attention to the movie, watching with intent grey eyes. You wanted to scream and yell at him. How could he get you all hot and bothered, seating you on his cock ad not do anything.

"Rody..." A small whine formed in the back of your throat as you stole a glance at your friends, Izuku and Ochaco. A gasp left you when he pressed two fingers against your clit and rubbed soft, slow circles around it as his other hand rested on your hip. Tears fell own your face as you silently pleaded for him to move. He gave your thigh a slap when you grinded down on him to cause some kind of friction. "R-Rody...please...I..."

"Are you okay?" Ochaco asked, seeing the tears that fell down your face. "Is the movie too scary for you?"

You tried to answer her, but it was then that Rody took hold of your hips and began thrusting up into your wet pussy with short, harsh thrusts that stole your breath away. Your mind went blank as you tried to formulate words.

Rody leaned up and whispered in your ear as he thrusts even faster into your sopping wet hole, "C'mon, pretty. Answer her."

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[pineappleandcake]

Thinking about shrine maiden reader and yandere cyno

Yandere Cyno x F! Shrine Maiden Reader

Note : Pretend that Cyno is the ruler of the desert of something and he's sitting on the throne and the reader is someone who works for him.

TW : DUBCON?, cockwarming, smut, non consensual touching, yandere behavior, unbalanced power dynamics?, and innocence kink??

Minors, ageless, and blank blogs dni. By expanding this post, you have read the warnings.

The General Mahamantra was a cruel ruler and he wasn't someone you wanted to mess with. If you had even done one thing such as say one bad word about him, then you would never be heard of ever again. You yourself knew that about him and you didn't even dare as to even look in his direction. However things in life don't always go your way do they?

So imagine the fear that pierced you when the General Mahamantra started trying to make a move on you.

It started off as making you wear a different uniform from the other shrine maidens. One that was more revealing with your cleavage poking out and a skirt that was way too short. If you were to so much as even bend down an inch someone else could see your ass.

You can also vaguely remember a time when he tried to tell you a joke and it was so bad that you had to fake a laugh just so you could keep your head in tact.

Another time you bent over to grab something and when you stood back up and looked behind yourself, you could've sworn you saw Cyno staring at your ass with a gaze full of lust.

Sometimes he would randomly grope you and you felt so uncomfortable about it but you didn't say anything because you didn't want to piss him off.

You wished that he would go back to when he didn't even so much as glance at you. You didn't want anything to do with him. He was cruel, scary, and only a dumbass would get themselves involved with a person like him.

Unfortunately for you, Cyno never shied away in taking things that should belong to him. The bad thing was is that you were next.

The General Mahamantra wasn't an idiot. He knew that you were visibly afraid of him and he was going to use it to his advantage no matter what. But things escalated to the next level when he got even bolder. And that was making you cockwarm him on his throne.

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You were quite frankly embarassed.

You knew that everyone who walked into the throne room could see you looking like a whore with your revealing attire and the fact that Cyno's cock was stuffed in your cunt.

"Mmm you're taking me in so goodly" Cyno groaned into your ear.

You didn't even want to be on his lap. Hell you didn't even want to be breathing in the same air as him.

You were scared what would happen if you even so much as tried to get off his lap.

Cyno chuckled to himself as he saw how visibly uncomfortable and embarassed you were. "Hmm cmon take me in like the whore you are." Cyno groaned into your ear. "If you even so much as get up from my lap you will regret it." He threatened.

His threat made your blood run cold. However the only thing you could do was hide your face in his chest and pray that this would all be over soon.

The entire time you were on his lap Cyno would carry on with his duties. He talked to the visitors of his temple who would ask for things and he just rolled his eyes as he wrapped his arm around your body tighter.

The other shrine maidens in the same room as the both of you just minded their own business. They were too scared to even look at you in fear that they would get punished for looking at you.

After the day was over you thought that you could carry on with the rest of your life in peace. But you were so wrong.

You even tried to leave the temple but the guards immediately dragged you and chained you to Cyno's room.

You were told by the General Mahamantra that this would be your new home now and you just had to accept it. But things like this would never be easy especially since you were held here aginst your own will. Nobody could ever be happy if they didn't have their own freedom. Things like that just didn't work in life.

The only thing you could do now is hope that one day, you'll be able to break free from Cyno's clutches.

But as the days pass by, you can't help but wonder if freedom will ever come. The only thing you could do is pray now.

[niphredil-14]

Oh I meant Masky/Tim Wright, I loved the recent thing you posted of him.

He had been away for far too long, waking up god knows where with no memory of how he got there, with his only goal being getting back home was a struggle. A long one, considering thar he seemed to be missing four months' worth of memories. So, when he quietly unlocked the door, and kicked his shoes off beside the door, so that he could pad throughout the house without waking them up, he was overjoyed to find their sleeping form. Satin sheets were falling off of their body, exposing the fact that the only thing they were wearing was his shirt. At seeing them, so comfortable, snoring away while holding his pillow, which covered by another one of his shirts, he was overwhelmed by how long it had been since he had felt them around him. He was desperate, yet knowing that he was far too tired to do what he really wanted, he settled for the next best thing. Peeling off his clothes and slipping in beside them, he gave a few, long, languid strokes to his cock. With his other hand, he began prepping them, getting them as wet and lubed up as possible. Slowly pushing the head in, he leaned his head over their shoulder, only then noticing the fact that they had spritzed some of his cologne and after-shave onto the shirt-covered pillow. That brought an appreciative groan from his lips and forced his cock even deeper into their hole. With a slight moan, their eyes began to flutter open, and they gave a few hard blinks to open them more. By then, Tim had wrapped his arms around their middle, holding them tight to him as he stilled himself, balls deep inside them. Looking over their shoulder, they met his gaze, and their eyes might as well have been stars with the way they lit up the darkness of the room.

"Tim!" They exclaimed, quickly turning over, his dick slipping from them as they threw themself on top of him, giggling at the grunt he let out. They wrapped their arms around his neck, holding him tight as they rambled to him about how happy they were that he was home safe, and how much they had missed him. He had tried to be subtle about reentering them, but for someone who was able to stalk and attack people successfully, he wasn't very good at being casual while lining his dick back up. They caught on and were happy to sink down on top of him, settling in while getting used to the feeling of being so full again. He wrapped his arms around them again, and held them close, enjoying every moment of whispering back and forth with them until they both had drifted off to sleep, with a final, soft, mumbled declaration of love from both of them.

[aztecbrujeria]

🍋 😈NSFW...fuck triggers I'm not giving any RAYOR!!!

I could only think of cockwarming, edging, and slowly fucking Chosito in your chair while you bent over his thick tittied chesticles and started a chest piece to display the beauty of his curse.

The buzzing of the tattoo gun was drowned out by the reverb from the base of the music. The screaming and haunting vocals mixed wonderfully with the hissing and deep guttural moaning that came from the man beneath you.

The way his hair framing his face stuck to the perspiration from the mix of pain and pleasure. His lips were swollen from eating your pussy out before the appointment. God the way he bit his lip and pathetically failed at keeping quiet as you softly rolled your hips.

Fuck the way he throbbed within your gummy walls while you were busy made your nostrils flare before you sat up and bounced softly on him to make your creamy center froth around him. Bringing him to the edge and stopping to grind against him for some friction before waiting to bend back over to return to your line work.

You'd clench around his girth and watch him ball his fists staying stock still for you. His thighs shaking as he tried to move his hips just right to bury himself deeper. You'd have to tsk and sit up again and tease him before reaching up to slap him and grab his face to make him focus on you.

Dark endless ochre eyes swirling with desire and overstimulation. He begged to let him fuck you...whined like a perfectly submissive bitch...fuck you'd let him come once the color was done. You were having to much fun feeling him get harder inside of you and hit every spot inside...

[mcrdeaddoveredacted]

mikey cockwarming gee while they watch a movie. that’s it.

-puppyblood

<3

[bakuliwrites]

Distracting- Kento Nanami x Reader

Fandom: Jujutsu Kaisen

Rating and Warnings: SMUT(18+, Minors DNI), C*ckwarming, "good girl" as praise/pet name

A/N: First Nanami brainrot post of 2023 (one of many to come, I'm sure)! Here is a very short (like ~2500 words, shortest thing I've written haha) little drabble for our beloved salaryman-turned-sorcerer Nanami. What paperwork is he looking at? Feel free to use your imagination. Either way, he could certainly use some help with it. Or rather, some help distracting him from it ;)

"Hmm," Kento hums, breath fanning against the shell of your ear as he leans in close, "You're squirming, love."

You can't help it, shifting restlessly on Nanami's lap, his hardened cock buried deep inside you, pressing relentlessly on your sweet spot. Heat blooms across your cheeks, rippling through your body, making you wondrously lightheaded. The feeling of being pressed against him, enveloping him, and being enveloped by him, is utterly divine. It's overwhelming in an agonizingly delicious sort of way. But still, you can't help fidgeting with the insistent pressure of Kento's dick sheathed within you.

"Be a good girl and sit still," he purrs, his hand gripping your thigh, fingers kneading their way up to the supple flesh of your ass, "Let me finish my work and then, I promise, I'll reward you."

With this gentle admonishment, you try your best to stop wriggling, attempting desperately to focus on Kento's other hand (the one flipping through documents) and not the one planted firmly on your backside. You find it rather difficult, though, when he reaches around to tickle the insides of your thighs, ghosting his fingers along your heat.

You involuntarily rock against his hips, causing him to grip the edge of his desk so tight, his knuckles almost turn white. The sound of a husky grunt reverberating through Kento's chest is pure music to your ears.

"You're a cheeky thing, aren't you?" he chuckles, drawing a breathy sigh from your lips when he snakes his free hand up towards your bare breast and gives it a gentle squeeze. The pad of his thumb circles the pert bud of your nipple and it takes everything in your power not to roll your hips.

"You're cruel, Kento," you whine, pouting at him in an inane attempt to get him to do something. Anything, for goodness sake. But he's always so focused on the task at hand, it's almost impossible to distract him. You know he won't break.

Maybe you should just give in to your desire. You can't take this much longer, so you lean back, resting against Kento's chest, one hand reaching down to your heat. You start to rub slow circles around your clit, anything to relieve some of the tension. You're so slick already, so close.

You're ready for Kento to scold you once again, to tell you you'll have to wait longer since you're not following his directions. He ceases his massaging and grasps your wrist, stopping you from trying to relieve yourself. Kento smirks, that tiny, subtle smirk that brings you to your knees, and his next words surprise you.

"I suppose I could take a break," he muses aloud, more to himself than to you. His cheeks are flushed pink, his body hot, and eyes dark with arousal. Unbreakable Nanami, resolve crumbling at your tiny mewls and attempts to pleasure yourself. He lays his lips against your neck, littering kisses up and down it, along your shoulders, and under your ear. However, before you can start grinding against him, he grips your hips firmly.

"But when we're done, we'll have to pick up right where we left off," Kento whispers, turning your face towards his with a finger underneath your chin. You gaze into his deep brown eyes, a mischief glimmering in them that only you get to be privy to. You raise an eyebrow at the man, giving him an impish beam.

"If that's your attempt at a threat, it's doing quite the opposite, my darling," you return. Kento swallows your twittering laughter when he crashes his lips to yours, smiling against you between sloppy, hungry kisses.

[hunnikitty]

i want someone’s fingers in me right now

[flowering-thought]

im kinda really obsessed with ur writing nd daisuke + ronan so may i request for both of them (separately, of course) having a darling with a high sex drive? 😭😣

Babe you and me both oml-

As before I'll put Rowan first and then Daisuke second! Hope you have a good day Anon <3

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WARNING - MINORS DNI

AFAB reader and reader is described as feminine and chubby/plus sized.

Yandere themes, oral, sex, cockwarming, edging, mentions of audio recording

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Rowan Clarke

Reader w/ High Sex Drive Headcannons

• If Rowan were to have a darling with a high sex drive I think he would be very adamant about eating you out a couple of times before actually fucking you.

• He prefers you to be the most comfortable and loves you too much to leave you unsatisfied-

• Even if he wanted to just stick it in and thrust into you like he usually does he would make you cum at least three times instead of the usual one if you're extra horny that day.

• For Rowan it takes him maybe five or ten minutes depending on which round it is to get his dick back up. And during that time he would tease your pretty pussy with his fingers and if you did it without a condom and he creampied you? He'll take those minutes as the perfect time to finger all that cum inside your precious pussy ♡

• But there are days, mostly either a Saturday or Sunday where he has the day all to himself thanks to his family taking those days to take care of the farm for him-

• In those instances he has a lot of extra energy and can go for more rounds than usual. And since he wakes up early he'll wake you up with his mouth latched to your clit and the first orgasm of the day rolling through you.

• On those days he'll take his time to thoroughly fuck you, slamming his hips in you and only taking a break to hydrate and feed you. But even then he does it while he cockwarms you.

• And when he cockwarms you he's whispering sweet nothings while he lifts a cup or fork to your mouth, a sweet smile on his face when you're so fucked out and listen only to him ♡

• And the day then continued till the sun went down and he finally starts to slow down since his dick is aching and overstimulated-

• He always peppers you with kisses at this point, giving your clit a little kiss as well when he realizes that you're very sleepy. But he still draws a bath and lights some candles so you two can have a romantic bath together while you come down from your high

• He loves it if you're still dazed through and he gets to take care of you. He can't help but love that blissed-out expression and look in your eyes ♡

• He'll also massage you gently in the places where his hands left bruises from holding on too hard. He feels a bit bad about the bruises but enjoys the marks left behind from his lips and teeth the most.

• And after all that fun and he's tucked you into bed? He's applying some cream to the scratches on his back since they get itchy when a shirt rubs against him-

Overall, even if he's tired he'll always make sure his Angel is satisfied ♡

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Daisuke Kawahara

Reader w/ High Sex Drive Headcannons

• Daisuke doesn't have a lot of stamina but his rounds do last quite a long time.

• While he's always made a habit of eating his darling out before starting a round, he'll do the same as our other boy and eat you out at least several times before a round-

• But since he knows that your sex drive is very high at this point he will maybe invest in a couple of toys to tease you with on special days when he's extra tired..

• And if Daisuke is tuckered out completely? He'll beg you to sit your pretty pussy on his face and service you with his tongue till you eventually want his cock.

• He also doesn't mind if you ride him too much to the point his poor cock gets oversensitive-

• Anything his darling wants he doesn't mind compromising on, and if it means a bit of sensitivity on his end he doesn't care. The look on your face when you ride him has him satisfied enough-

• He also does love it when you sit on his face, so even if he's not tired he welcomes it any day and anytime ♡

• As for his days off, he'll order some breakfast and make some tea before using all his energy to fuck you till you're satisfied and his hips are slamming into yours.

• He honestly loves the way you sound when you've cum multiple times and might have the urge to record it without your knowledge-

• Daisuke also likes to tease you though, edging you for a bit when he has extra time and will even read a book while playing with you with his fingers. He finds it so adorable when you whine ♡

• He of course lets you cum at the end of an edging session though, he always tries to give you mindblowing orgasms and after he's made you cum he continues on to fuck you and plans to make sure you cum another time while you're all sensitive

• And after you're all satisfied? He might make you cum at least one more time before cleaning you up and tucking you in bed. He enjoys going above and beyond to make you happy-

• He loves you so much, hell if you ever wanted to try any kinks he would do it if it means you would be satisfied. He puts your needs before his and is just happy to have you cum on his face the most!

And he can't have you unhappy since you're his! He treats his darling like she's the most precious thing in the world, and it'll stay that way ♡