#EVERY FEMALE CHARACTER LIKE THIS GETS SHAFTED

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⋆꙳✧༄ Mommy

꒰ ͜͡➸ Megumi dropped out of collage and moves back to his father where he finds out that Toji's new fiancé is just 2 years older than himself...

❖ Character: Megumi (mentions of Toji x reader)

❖ Reader: female | AFAB

❖ Wordcount: 1620

❖ WARNINGS: dark content, switch reader, mentions of cheating, (soon to be) stepmom sucking off her step son, mentions of unprotected sex, oral (reader giving and receiving), fingering, cum eating

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Toji prided himself on having a girlfriend just two years older than his own son, showing you off like a great trophy wherever he went. The way you were so self-sufficient, working hard and making enough money so he wouldn't need to do anything except keep you happy made this ten times better. You had no reason to complain; he kept the house somewhat clean while you worked and you got your guts rearranged every single night, screaming his name like a lewd prayer as you came around his cock for the fifth time. Stress seemingly evaporated when his head was buried between your thighs after a long day or when you're fucked entirely dumb.

Your little stress relief almost got cut short when he announced that his son needed to move back in since he got kicked out of college. It would only be temporary, but the first time you two actually met, the tension was thick enough to cut it with a knife.

“Your... fiancé?” Megumi asked, eying you up and down while his father's hand rested on your inner thigh, just below where your skimpy little dress ended. “Yeah. She's so good to me, I can't just let her go because of the little age gap." He mused, a wolfish grin spreading over his lips. Toji was well aware of the fact that you're young enough to be his own daughter, but he couldn't help himself when you were so naive. The rest of the conversation he was zoned out, remembering how good it felt to have your little virgin cunt wrapped around his fat cock for the first time and how you whimpered, begging him to stay the night after, which he didn't.

Megumi gave you a slightly disgusted look before taking a deep breath upon seeing how awkward this situation was for you as well and if it's love, he won't stand in your way. “But I don't need to call you mom now... right?” He asked, feeling his stomach flip when he heard your giggle, looking from his dad to him before you shot him a little grin. “No, of course not! But you can always call me mommy.” You hummed in a teasing way, giving him a little wink that made his cheeks heat up. He excused himself shortly after, wanting to unpack his bags, but in reality, he couldn't get your words out of his head - he could call you mommy? Did you mean it the way he thought?

Before the youngest Fushiguro realized it, he found himself thinking of you constantly, his fist wrapped tightly around his aching cock while he was under the shower, imagining you were there with him. Late at night, when Toji and you were so sure that Megumi must be asleep already, you got impaled by your soon-to-be husband once more, the tip of his cock repeatedly kissing your cervix while his hand was wrapped around your throat to keep your noises somewhat down, but Megumi heard it all. The walls were far too thin to overhear your cries of pleasure, begging him to go harder, begging for sweet release and the sound of skin slapping against skin.

He should be disgusted, hearing his dad having sex should repulse him, but instead his hand wandered down to his hardening bulge, imagining you were begging him to go harder. This torture went on for weeks and you mostly ignored his existence, being friendly to him whenever you two ran into each other. Your damn smile didn't leave his head however, wondering if your lips feel as soft as they look, if your lipstick will leave stains around his shaft, showing off just how eager you were to take him - would you even take him fully? And before he knew it, the tent in his pants was starting to build. In a desperate attempt to hide the situation, he put the couch pillow on his lap, his gaze not once leaving the far too boring movie you picked out.

Grinning to yourself, you asked your future husband to get you another glass of water, knowing far too well why the pillow found its position on the young Fushiguro's lap. Without a word, you walked over where your phone was charging, bending over nicely to tease Megumi further, knowing he would see your bare folds flashing if he looked over. His cheeks were bright red when you sat back on the couch, smirking at him. “Enjoying what you're watching?” You asked him innocently when Toji came back with your drink and he nodded, gulping visibly. “Never thought you're into those shitty romance movies,” Toji teased his son, entirely oblivious to what went on the minute he left the room. You cuddled up to Toji again when he sat down, throwing the fuzzy blanket over the both of you to make it more comfortable and of course you two would be this disgusting. Tojis hand was resting between your thighs, rubbing small circles on your bundle of nerves, snickering to himself because you were already drenched, figuring it must have been the anticipation of his touch - not even in his wildest dreams would he have thought that you got turned on by his son watching your little cunt when you bent over. Although it wasn't very audible over the movie, Megumi still picked up on the sound of your slick while Tojis fingers were buried knuckle deep in your heat. Oh, how he wished it could be him touching you like this right now.

The second the movie ended, he went back to his room, punching the wall in frustration, wishing nothing more but to bend you over and sink his length inside of your sweet core, but all he had was that image that's now burned to his brain, folds all pretty on display and glistening with arousal, already staining your thighs with your slick while he angrily fucked his own hand, but no matter how much he spat on it, he was sure it could never compare to your velvet walls fluttering around him.

“Gumi?” You asked through his locked door, gently knocking on it, and he stopped dead in his tracks, his hand wrapped tightly around his shaft as he groaned in annoyance. “Go away!” he called out, sounding pissed, which made you giggle further. “Can you let me in?” You asked persistently and knocked again, which made him throw his pillow against the locked door. “What do you even want? Get lost,” he called out again, his eye twitching when he heard your delicate hands meet the wooden door once more in a gentle knock. Angrily, he wiped his spit-covered hand off on his sheets and pulled his pants up on the way to open the door, swinging it open aggressively, but his angry gaze softened upon seeing you so vulnerable and all alone. “Can I come in?” You asked again, sounding sweet, but there was mischief clouded behind your eyes. Megumi simply stepped aside, a silent invitation before closing the door behind you again. “What do you w-” he stopped talking when you got on your knees, pawing at his pants. “I sent him to get me my favorite ice cream from the other side of town... We have 30 minutes,” you explained while batting your lashes and against all better judgment, he nodded, letting you pull down his pants and underwear in one go.

“Oh shit,” you whispered in awe. Megumi’s cock was even thicker than his dad's, but this only made you drool, quickly wrapping your hand around him, causing him to twitch uncontrollably. “You want this too, right?” You asked sincerely, worrying you were just reading into the situation, but the way he started to gently buck his hips into your hand was answer enough, gently wrapping your lips around his tip as your tongue collected the precum that gathered there. “So naughty... I know you were jerking yourself off to me... You're a lot louder than you think,” you hummed to tease him as you started sucking him off slowly. “Fuck... this is even better,” he moaned out upon feeling your lips wrapped around his cock - he surely wouldn't last long.

You bobbed your head up and down his shaft, your jaw hurting from how big he was, but the moment you nestled your nose into the little stubbles at the base, he kept your head in place just like you expected him to, feeling him twitch violently on your tongue. Your hand rubbed soothing circles onto his thigh, eyes looking for his, in an effort to let him know that he could let go. Your eyes were filled with so much lust and a softness that matched with the gentle caress on his thigh. He whimpered your name, his cum shooting down your throat, which made you gag. Once Megumi was finally done, you pulled back, taking a deep breath after being denied oxygen for the duration of his orgasm. “You were such a good boy for me, letting me taste you,” you hummed, pressing a kiss to each of his hip bones before licking his dick clean from the remnants of cum, his eyes glazed over with adoration. “This is our little secret, right? Your dad doesn't need to know,” you whispered, pressing a final kiss to the corner of his mouth and he nodded. “Yes, mommy,” not even realizing he called you that, but it made you giggle. “Mommy? Maybe I do need to take care of you a little more often, hm? Bonding time with your stepmom?” you teased before leaving his room to smoke a cigarette, not letting Toji taste his son's cum on your tongue.

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[musical-chick-13]

Like. Once again, I of ALL people understand what it's like to imprint on/relate to/be drawn to/care most about unpalatable or destructive or vicious characters who Aren't Good People, but, you know. I do have to ask why, for so many people, this NEVER seems to happen when those characters are women.

[konigsblog]

GANGBANG

141 x afab!fem!reader

warnings: female anatomy, feminine titles, gangbang obviously :)), double penetration, blowjob/face fucking, handjob, cunnilingus, degrading, praising, overstimulation, felching.

synopsis: the 141 finally have their way with their teasing, disobedient recruit.

note: finally! it's the 31st of october, halloween ! i had a lot of fun writing for kinktober this year (though some days were late..) i hope you guys enjoy :)

character count: 6.5k

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When you first joined the 141, this wasn't what you expected. You didn't expect to be laid down against Price's bed with your thighs spread wide open, Gaz's head between your soft thighs, sucking at your clit and slowly dragging his warm, wet tongue over your slit. Your eyes shut tightly, grinding against his mouth when he slowly lapped over your cunny.

“A filthy thing'...” Price cursed under his breath. He held his thick and hard cock in his calloused hands, stroking himself slowly at the sight of you getting your sweet, delicious pussy eaten by Kyle. He took a step closer, leaning over you, before his hand grasped your hair tightly and unexpectedly, forcing his meaty cock into your mouth.

“Aye, dirty whore, ain't she, L.t?” Johnny called, a smirk evident on his face in the corner of your eye, rubbing and fisting his lengthy cock while Simon stroked his dick as well. They both grunted at the sight; your eyes obediently looking up into John's, sucking his cock with your lips wrapped tightly around his girth. Kyle's tongue sliding between your folds, a starved man lapping over your pussy desperately.

He swallowed every drop of slick your pussy seeped. Kyle pushed you onto your side, lifting your leg and pulling it over his shoulder, slowly easing inside your swollen hole. Your eyes watered when he pushed inside and you moaned around Price's cock, which caused John's hand to tighten on the fistful of hair he held and thrust into your mouth.

John threw his head back, watching you suck him off, almost swallowing his thick and hard cock like the greedy slut you were. You bopped your head, sucking down onto his dick and pushing your lips down to the base. You felt his uncut tip smack against the back of your throat, your pussy still ruined and brutalised by Gaz's desperate fucking.

Gaz watched your pussy throb and pulse around him. He rubbed your clit, leaning back to watch his stiff shaft drive into your pussy repetitively, listening to the whiney sounds of your euphoria. “Oi, give us a turn...” Simon called out. Beside him was Johnny, who was now breathless at the sight, his fantasies coming true infront of his eyes.

You felt the bed dip behind you, Simon's burly, brute body pressed against yours. His bare and muscular chest rubbing against your naked back. He pushed the hair from your face, watching you suck John off sloppily. You didn't break eye contact. Simon teased the head of his veiny girth against your asshole, pushing inside and gripping your hips tightly, panting and grunting lowly at the sensation of your tight hole.

You whimpered out, muffled and stifled due to the girthy size of John's cock stuffed down your throat. Simon pushed further inside, too focused on your pretty hole gradually beginning to take every inch he offered. When Simon bottomed out inside your asshole, he groaned beside your ear, his eyes shut tightly as he wrapped his muscular arm underneath your body, toying with your nipples, hard and hot in his hands.

Johnny pushed John aside, watching as he scrunched his face up and erratically shove his heavy dick down your throat, cumming with a guttural and hoarse groan, painting your tongue white. Soap was left needy, desperate for his cock to be somewhere inside your body. When you tightened your swollen lips around his shaft, he grunted lowly, his breath hitching in his throat.

Your body was knocked in all directions due to greedy Gaz slamming and pounding into your cunt, panting and kissing your ankle while his heavy, hot balls smacked against your ass for the millionth time. Gaz used your slick pussy, bucking into you while a moan as he spurted ropes of wet and thick seed into your pussy.

Johnny's eyes watered at the wetness of your drool around his wet, lengthy dick. Tight balls snacking against your chin, leaving your gagging and moaning around him, taking it all without a struggle. “Oh, yer a fuckin' toy, ain't'cha? God-- had me fuckin' dyin' withou' this, bonnie.” he panted, his veiny shaft rubbing against your tongue, before the head of his dick began leaking into your throat.

Simon's grunts grew louder while Price watched with his hard dick in his hands, stroking it slowly. Simon's full balls knocked against your ass while he muttered humilating words into your ear, his eyes wide open and his grip on your jaw almost painful. You kept your face facing Johnny's hips, yet whining and mewling at the tightness of Simon's grip. “Dirty whore, huh?! C'mon, takin' it all, bet you've been preparin' for this fat cock, hm?”

Simon's voice made you whine, feeling Gaz slowly ease out from your sore hole, Johnny cumming with a groan, slamming against your face. Your poor, poor mouth all ruined and full of potent cum. Ghost continued fucking into your hole, while Price moved to your pussy and began sucking at your sensitive, used clit while Simon fucked into your asshole.

You cried out, moaning his name hoarsely due to your strained throat. Simon's large, rough hand gripped your throat, forcing you to look towards him, sloppily making out with you. Tongues lapping against eachother while John placed himself between your soft thighs, sucking at your pussy and dragging his tongue over your folds while Ghost ran his tongue over your bottom lip –God, Simon could practically taste the bitterness of their cum on your lips.

Simon thrusted into you messily, his head buried in the crook of your neck, chanting degrading words into your ear while John lapped at your pussy. The texture of his wet tongue and Simon's brutal pace had you creaming all down his tongue, your slick running back to your asshole, used as lube. Price ate Gaz's cum from your pussy, the salty and sweet taste against his tongue mixed with your sweet nectar driving him insane.

With beard burn on your thighs, Price stepped away, giving the others an opportunity. While Simon continued fucking your hole, Johnny pushed your thighs open, spreading them while Gaz sat on the bed, practically sitting on your face as he pushed his fat dick down your used and raw throat. Soap's tongue licked your cunt, occasionally dragging against Simon's moving cock rutting into your hole, earning him a hair pull and a slap.

Though, Soap continued. His tongue moving in all directions, using at your full asshole and wet pussy. Your throbbed against his tongue, your cunt drooling onto his pink tongue, before Ghost fucked into your ass one last time, coming with a deep and low groan. “Dirty fuckin' baby, all these holes bein' used. Bet ye' like tha'...” he chuckled, noticing the outline of Kyle's dick fucked down your throat.

Johnny rubbed his meaty, fat girth against your cunt, before pushing inside, sucking hickeys onto the bulge in your throat. He placed them on your skin, marking you up while John turned you to the side, fucking into your asshole. Both men at both sides of your body, laying on your side with John and Johnny fucking into your holes greedily. The room stinking of sex and sweat. You felt Gaz's dick move from your throat, replacing with his balls and getting you to suck on them while stroking Ghost's dick.

“Good job, Private. Didn't take ya for a slut, but a very good one, huh? Ya just like to be used by your superiors, knowin' we can do whatever to this pretty body.” Price sucked the other side of your hickey, his large hand coming to grope your breasts. Both thick shafts were thrusted into your holes, at different rhythms so they were both knocking you forward with each of their hard thrusts.

Johnny sucked hickeys onto your neck, the sounds of Gaz's groans only getting louder, his balls laying against your tongue as you dragged your wet tongue over it. Licking his musky balls. Simon's heavy cock laid in your hands, your soft fingers wrapped around his dick, stroking him while huffing at the citrus essence of Kyle. “Keep strokin' that dick, love.” Simon praised, watching you take all cocks so well.

Price's lips moved down to your chest, sucking at your hard nipples while you moan out. He tightened his lips around your sensitive nubs, sucking on them, the fluff of his beard grazing and scratching against your soft skin. You feel a tear roll down your cheek, spared no mercy and ruined. “Won't ya just listen, dollface? Squirmin' so damn much...” His large hand came to slap your tit while you sucked Kyle's full balls and stroked your Lieutenant's fat shaft.

Johnny bucked into you ruthlessly while Price grinded against you, shooting his load into your already filled asshole while Soap continued rutting hornily. Hairy balls smacking against your ass before draining into your tight walls, pulling and groaning deeply.

You were in for a treat, feeling Gaz pull away and spurt his cum into your mouth, landing on your tongue and face, covering your pretty cheek in the milky fluids. Simon followed not longer after. Pulling your hand from his girth and spurting thick and hot semen into your mouth, filling it before shooting the last strings onto your tits. Ghost's large hands manoeuvred your body so that you were resting chest to chest with Simon, your head dangle off of the edge of the bed. Simon slid into your asshole, while Kyle came from behind and gripped your soft hips tightly. Both John and Johnny circled your lips, mocking and teasing your worried face.

Soft lips parted allowing Price to squeeze a few inches inside, Johnny doing the same. You sucked on both their tips, moaning out and crying when they both fought for more room, before taking turns deep throating you. You felt your body weaken when Simon and Kyle fucked your asshole, at the same time. They were sloppy, messy and frantic to fuck your asshole. Ghost could feel your heartbeat against his burly chest, teasing you for feeling so dumb when they fucked their cock into you.

Gaz's fingers slid understand your body, rubbing your clit whilst thrusting against your asshole sloppily, his head thrown back while Ghost degraded you for being a greedy fucktoy. “What 're we gonna do with you? Just so dirty, so unclean and selfish, tryin' to take us all.” Both Simon and Kyle fucked into you with the same pace, their dicks rubbing against each other. Your gummy walls wrapped around their dicks, your eyes watering and your face tearstained, taking a deep breath before Soap began using your mouth.

They used you like a toy, for their own satisfaction. Johnny watched and cocked his head to the side, laughing at your desperation to please them and cum, all so exhausted when he knocks his broad hips against you. Gaz pulled out with a gasp, shooting ropes up your back while Ghost continued rutting deep into you, your sobs loud yet muffled when Soap spurted his seed all over your face, in your hair.

Your cheek against Simon's face, taking the last seed as he bucked into your asshole, spreading your cheeks apart while kissing your cheek softly and tenderly. “Oh, you're such a good girl, yeah? Y'like takin' big cock?” he laughs, ploughing into you before shooting a load into your hole, leaving you brutalised and raw.

Don't worry, they took great care of you afterwards. A warm bath and a nice sloppy make out session, before sharing beers together while you dozed off against Johnny's chest.

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[one-britt-to-rule-them-all]

Can we get *ahem* anatomy (dick) headcanons? Like, bad dragon, inhuman vibes because we stan monster fuckers? I'm thirsty for everyone, so do your faves or something haha.

Yes, yes we do stan monster fuckers in this house. My faves you say? Have all the brothers because I'm feeling generous today.

What their anatomy is like [AKA dick HCs]

Characters: Lucifer, Mammon, Leviathan, Satan, Asmodeus, Beelzebub, Belphegor

Genre: NSFW

Pronouns: GN [You/Your] for the most part. There are some sections that have headcanons that mention female anatomy, but they are marked with [AFAB], so you can avoid it if it makes you uncomfortable. 💕

CW: | Teratophilia | Explicit sexual content | Implied Poly!Reader in some sections |

Notes: This turned into an odd mixture of what their dicks look like and other general NSFW headcanons because I didn’t just want to plaster a link and go ‘this is what it looks like.’ It’s still centred around their anatomy, but there are other HCs mixed in. ☺️

Minors, DNI. NSFW content.

Lucifer

Based off the Demogorgon dildo.

• Lucifer's cock is as gorgeous as it is intimidating. It's a pretty dark red colour that has a highlight of black over it, and with the pronounced curve and lovely texture, you'll get some very pleasant G-spot stimulation.

• The tip of his cock is rather large, so it will take quite a bit of preparation to properly take, but if you thought it would be smooth sailing from there, well you're just naive, huh? If you thought the tip was hard to take, you'll be in for a nasty surprise when you suddenly find yourself having a white-knuckle grip on the sheets when Lucifer bottoms out.

• Because holy fuck, the base of Lucifer's cock is huge, and at 9.5 inches and being amongst the largest of the seven brothers, you're going to be filled to the brim and won't be able to form a single coherent thought.

• And Lucifer can only smirk at your reactions because he knows. He knows that he looks good, he knows that he's big, and he knows that he's bruising you from the inside, and sadistic as he is, he loves watching you struggle to take him.

• Lucifer's cock practically throbs with excitement every time you scream out how much you love his cock, how big he is. It's his sin at work, but he will slow down and edge you until he can get you begging and whimpering those sweet words. He'll make sure you fuel his pride before he resumes fucking into you, and he's a very patient man, so he can do it all night if you want to be difficult.

• Lucifer is very warm. There's no particular reason or explanation as to why he's got this particular quirk with his anatomy, but his cock runs warmer than the rest of his body, and his pre-cum and cum even warmer — somewhat comparable to molten wax. It's actually great for stimulation, and it'll feel all the nicer if you're blindfolded to heighten your senses.

• And you best believe that Lucifer greatly enjoys depriving you of your senses, so he'll be using this part of him to his advantage.

• Another quirk of his is that when he's aroused, he shifts into his demon form. Lucifer doesn't necessarily mean to do it, but his instincts scream at him to do it. It has something to do with being at his most elegant-looking because the prideful demon in him wants him to make sure you'll be seduced. Kind of like his symbolic animal.

• He has quite the strong and imposing scent, so you best believe that other demons will know who fucked you so good that you can barely walk a straight line.

Mammon

Based off the Demon Dick dildo.

• In of itself, the shape of Mammon's cock is pretty standard when it comes to demons — mainly with the elongated, pointed and spade-like tip — but that doesn't make it any less impressive, being a good 8 inches in length with a pretty generous shaft in terms of girth, but all without being too uncomfortably large. His cock isn’t too odd of a colour when compared to his brothers. It follows his tan skin, though the tip is a faint, dark red colour, and his veins are pitch black.

• He’d rather kiss Lucifer’s shoes before admitting this out loud, but Mammon is actually rather insecure about his dick. He’s not overly fond of how seemingly… plain it is. Especially if you’ve been intimate with any of his brothers prior to him, he’ll worry that he won’t be able to live up to your expectations and seem mediocre in comparison. So, please praise and worship him — make Mammon understand that he’s perfect just the way he is.

• After he sees just how good he’s fucking you, how you’re drooling about how good his cock feels, his ego soars. He slides in so wonderfully, and you wrap around him so nicely that it feels like your hole was meant to take his, and only his cock. And as your first man, it drives him absolutely over the edge — of course you're meant for him.

• The thing is, being a higher-ranking demon, Mammon's anatomy does differ in a way that makes a huge difference in the pleasure you'll be receiving with him versus a regular demon. What he has that lessers don't, are tantalizing, scale-like ridges, running from the underside of his tip all the way to the base, as well as smooth yet prominent bumps running down his shaft.

• I can guarantee that Mammon will have no problem pulling orgasm after orgasm from you; the texture of his cock just hits all of the right spots. And honey, it’s a promise that he’ll make a mess out of you. It’s his mission to make sure you’re both covered in a mixture of both his and your cum.

• The ridges on the underside of his cock are very sensitive, so get on your knees for him and tease the scales with your tongue. He’ll come undone so beautifully for you. 💕

• [AFAB] Similarly, he loves getting a pussy job from you. Straddle his lap and let him grip your hips so that he can slowly guide your movements. He lives for the feeling of your slick pussy rubbing against the ridges, and on the flip side, having them glide against your clit will threaten to make you double over in pleasure.

• It won’t take too long for his insecurities to diminish, and you’ll be sure that he’s gonna be bragging about how much you love his cock.

Leviathan

Based on the Orochi dildo.

• Oh, Levi. Sweet, awkward, easily-flustered, shy little Leviathan.

• Yeah, he's fucking hung. He's the perfect example of the shy, nerdy boy who's secretly got a monster cock trope — figuratively and literally.

• Out of the seven brothers, Levi is actually the second largest in terms of girth, beating Lucifer by just a bit. Sitting at a respectable 7 inches, no, he doesn't have the most length, but does he really need it when he has a thick, scaly and heavily textured cock as he does?

• Or two.

• No, you're not hallucinating, (Y/N), Levi has two cocks. Huh? But he only had one a few days ago? You'd be correct, but Levi will let you in on a little secret: he has a second cock sheathed beneath a little slit hidden within the pretty scales lining his pelvic area. He is a sea monster and a demon, after all.

• So, what are you in the mood for? Do you want a smooth ride? Maybe you're feeling a little lazy or worn out from your day and think you only have the energy to handle one cock? No problem. Or maybe you're feeling like an utter monster-fucking whore and want to be stuffed to the brim with two, fat demon cocks? Leviathan's got you.

• It did take a lot of courage for him to show you this part of him; he was pretty awkward about it and was persuaded that it’d scare you off and that you’d break up with this gross, worthless shut-in of an otaku with weird-looking di—

• Please don't tease him about his reptile-like anatomy. He's super insecure about it, but he does — slowly but surely — come to appreciate it more when he realizes just how much of a monster-fucker you are.

• What's not to love? His shaft is covered in smooth scales and lined with mouth-watering bends and curves, and add the thick, textured tip, and you've got one of the most unique monster-cocks you'll take. From the head to the base, he's a really pretty orange that fades into a gold colour.

• When you want to take both of his cocks, Levi is in a bit of a mental limbo. On one hand, can a human even take two at once? Especially if it's in the same hole?? He doesn't want to hurt you! But on the other hand... fuck, that's hot.

• He's come to realize that he has a huge kink for interspecies sex. So, seeing his human stuffed full of serpentine cock brings out the unhinged Grand Admiral of Hell's Navy in him.

• Loves having you suck on one while he jerks off the other. Getting to cum both in your mouth and on your face? Fuck yes. But be warned that Leviathan cums a lot. He has the heaviest loads among his brothers.

• One thing he loathes about his anatomy is that the scales on his cock(s) do shed every other month. You'll know when he's preparing to shed because he's constantly shifting uncomfortably because of how itchy he is, and he refuses to let you see him naked when in this state. The scales are so dull and ugly-looking — to him — and he doesn't want to gross you out.

• Eventually — with a lot of reassurance — he does let you see him while in shed, and yes, the scales are dull-looking, but that doesn't really matter, because you've both come to discover that being surrounded by your warmth helps calm the itch until the old scales are ready to come off.

• So, cockwarming the sea demon becomes a regular when he's in shed. It's a really intimate thing between the two of you, and it's honestly quite sweet, especially knowing that it's a really vulnerable moment for Levi.

Satan

Based off the Austin dildo.

• At first glance, Satan’s cock seems pretty normal. Hell, it almost looks like humanoid anatomy, and if you’ve been intimate with any of his brothers before, this might make you raise a bit of an eyebrow. Like, it’s very nice looking and definitely looks like it’ll fit so nicely inside of you. After all, it is a good 8.5 inches with just the right amount of girth to feel amazing without causing any initial discomfort.

• Sure, he’s got some very nice ripples at the underside of his tip, but that was about the only non-human thing you could make out. Even in terms of colour, it’s the same colour as his skin tone.

• He fits inside of you so perfectly, so there’s really no reason to complain. Besides, are you really going to bitch to Satan that his cock isn’t ‘demonic’ enough for you? Just lay back, spread your legs and let him bottom out so that he can—

• Oh… oh he has a fucking knot.

• Surprise! Among the brothers, Satan is one to have a more animalistic type of anatomy, having the canine-like feature of a knot — a thick one at that. It’s a bit of a challenge to fit; it’ll stretch you quite a bit, and Satan will have to gently ease it into you to avoid too much discomfort.

• But once it’s in, and you’re properly stretched, well… let’s just say that Satan’s demon instincts will be getting the best of him, so prepare for a long night of screaming and climaxing.

• And yes, his knot does swell when he cums, so you’ll be locked in some cockwarming sessions between rounds. These will probably be the more romantic and intimate moments of sex with Satan because otherwise, Satan’s cock was meant to breed and fuck senseless.

• You’ll be walking — crawling — out of his room with bite marks and deep scratches littering your body, and maybe even bruises from areas that he gripped too hard. Whenever his knot swells, his claws and fangs just… come out — it’s an instinct. But don’t worry, Satan is so good, gentle and attentive with aftercare. You won’t hurt at all when he’s done with you. 💕

• Satan’s scent is the strongest amongst the brothers, and it’s a highly territorial scent. He doesn’t do it on purpose, it’s just how his body is during intercourse.

• Even if you’ve fully cleaned yourself, even days after you’ve had sex with him, everybody will be able to smell him on you. Everybody will know that you’ve been fucked by Satan. For a good two to three days, none of the brothers will fuck you because they can still smell the scent of Satan’s cum between your legs, even when you’re clothed, and they know better than to try anything. Seriously: Asmo got growled at, Mammon’s arm was nearly mauled one time, and he nearly jumped Belphegor. Even Lucifer doesn’t try anything until Satan’s smell naturally starts to dim.

• You know it’s intense when Lucifer won’t even bother. That’s enough to make Satan’s ego hit the ceiling.

Asmodeus

Based off the Lenneth dildo.

• One would think that a sex demon like Asmo would be well-endowed, but surprisingly, Asmo is the smallest of all the brothers. He’s sitting at 6.5 inches, and although his girth is above average for a human, by demon standards he’s rather average.

• But don’t worry about that, because that shit doesn’t matter. The Avatar of Lust can do things with his cock, so lacking in size in comparison to his brothers does not hinder his confidence whatsoever. He’s gorgeous, and he knows what he’s doing, so why would he be bothered?

• First, let’s establish just how pretty he is. He has a nice, long and pronounced head, and although his shaft is slim, it curves very nicely and can hit some amazing spots, and he’s very textured. He doesn’t have as many ridges as Mammon does at the underside, but Asmo does have a few of them. They’re less scale-like than Mammon and feel more like flesh. The tip is pink and fades into a very light purple at the base.

• What’s the most interesting about Asmo is that he has a lot of… perks. You see, he has extra glands in his system that allows him to secrete fluids similar to pre-cum of various effects during intercourse

• For example, he can secrete a type of pleasure-enhancing aphrodisiac. Doing so will make sure that all of your sweet spots become even more sensitive. The more of the aphrodisiac he secretes, the more sensitive you’ll become, and it can get to a point where it can be so torturous that the slightest puff of air between your legs will have you pulsing and whimpering.

• [AFAB] He loves leaking little drops of his aphrodisiac onto your clit and watch with a sly grin as you cum over and over from the slightest little movement before even getting to the main event. Whether it’s with slow strokes of his fingertips or tongues — yes, he has multiple — or by lightly tapping you with his cock, you’ll be fucked out before you even know what hit you.

• Other things he can do include increasing his or your fertility, but on the flip side, he can also produce a contraceptive liquid, making it safe for him to cum inside of you should it be a potential issue.

• With another type of aphrodisiac, he can make your sex drive go absolutely insane, meaning that you’ll be able to go for multiple earth-shattering orgasms without feeling your energy drop. In fact, the effects are so potent that you’ll be begging for him to make you cum on his cock over and over because ‘Asmo, it hurts, I need to cum so bad.’ He’ll get you so bothered that you’ll feel like you may die if he doesn’t rail you with that pretty cock of his.

• And in general, Asmo has the best technique of all his brothers, so he doesn’t need a monster-sized cock to have you fucked stupid. His cock just seemingly hits all of the right spots so effortlessly, and he’ll make sure that you’ll come crawling back to him after he’s done with you.

• Asmo can and will ruin everybody else for you. You’ll understand one of the core reasons why his fans love him so much.

Beelzebub

Based off the Hunter dildo.

• Oh boy. It's no secret that Beelzebub is a big guy, and yes, the same goes for his cock. The man doesn't even need to be naked or even hard for you to notice the sizable bulge in his pants. It's as if nothing can properly contain him.

• Being the largest of all the brothers — and can rival Diavolo himself — Beel is packing 10.5 inches of thick, heavy cock. Unless you have very large hands, you'll barely be able to wrap both of your hands around him. He really was crafted by God himself — muscular and absolutely blessed in every way possible.

• He's intimidating, that's for sure. Don't worry too much though, Beel is a gentle giant and will take his time making sure you're comfortable, relaxed and properly ready for him. He won't be mad at you if you can't fit all of him, because he's happy to be inside you, even if it's just the tip.

• Mention how big he is compared to you, and you'll have him flustered, because fuck, you look just so cute and tiny. Compare parts of yourself to his cock: your face, your forearms, your hands, etc — the size difference is actually insane, and he's all for it. As gentle as he is, he can't deny that he's eager to see the small, fragile human get destroyed.

• He loves seeing you suck on the tip of his cock, eagerly and desperately trying to fit more of him in your mouth. Watching you struggle just stirs something in his gut.

• Starting at the tip, Beel's cock is a light bronze but fades into a darker brown from the middle all the way down to the base. He's got it all, really — a nicely pointed and slightly curved tip, plates lining the top, curves in all the right places and breathtaking, large bumps lining his frenulum and base.

• He'll make sure that you cum multiple times before he even thinks of sliding inside of you — with his fingers, his mouth and even various dildos, using one larger than the last with every orgasm you have.

• Beel always uses extra lube, but no matter how much he does for you, the stretch is unavoidable. He'll take his time, and admittedly, Beel basks in the way merely entering you has your tongue lolling out and your eyes rolling back.

• He starts slow, but with his size, even with the slowest of thrusts you feel like your insides are getting pulverized, but fuck, he hits all the right spots so well. He's so large and perfectly textured that there's no area getting neglected.

• But when you're properly adjusted and begging him to go harder, you can pay your respects to your legs, because sweet baby Beel is gone, and demon lord Beelzebub is here.

• He'll make you grip the sheets so hard your knuckles will turn white, and you'll either be screaming or struggling to find your breath from the sheer size of him. No in between

• There's always a bulge in your stomach from his cock, and his palm will always be pressed up right against it.

Belphegor

Based off the Chance dildo.

• Belphegor, along with Satan, has one of the more animalistic-looking dicks amongst the brothers and takes the expression of 'having a horse cock' to dangerously literal levels. The first time you were intimate, Belphie was admittedly worried that his anatomy would turn you off, frighten or gross you out. Even for demon standards, Belphie's anatomy was uncommon, so he couldn't even begin to imagine what you — a human — would think.

• Good thing that you're a monster fucker and absolutely fucking drooled when he shed his clothes, huh? That certainly helped his ego.

• Firstly, let’s establish that his cock, from the tip all the way down to his balls, is pitch black, except for a small group of splotches — similar to his cow-like spots on his shoulder — at the middle that are dark purple

• If his twin is the largest, then on the flip side, Belphegor has the most impressive length amongst the seven demon brothers, being a jaw-dropping 12.5 inches which actually makes him bigger than Beelzebub in terms of length. Just looking at the outline of his bulge trailing down his thigh is telling enough of what you're in for.

• If you catch this demon wearing only sweats and no boxers, well... try not to stare between his legs too much. Or do. Belphie doesn't mind. He'll put on a little show for you if he's feeling generous. Or he'll call you out for being a little whore, especially if his brothers are nearby.

• He may not have the most girth, but Belphegor doesn't even need it to make an incoherent mess out of you. You're in for a lot of depth play, and it will take quite the effort for you to take all of him. And honestly? Seeing you squirm and whimpering how 'it's too deep, Belphie,' as he bottoms out? That just makes him harder.

• The tip of his cock is naturally rather wide, but when aroused, it flares and grows in size, and the shape of it will assure that every single little sweet spot of yours gets abused — every single spot, at every angle, over and over again. It's definitely the hardest part of him to fit inside of you, and you may need extra lube and prep to lessen the initial discomfort, but once it's in, and you're properly adjusted, it's a pretty smooth ride.

• He's veiny from top to bottom, and they are prominent, adding all the more texture that will never fail to have you wonderfully fucked out. Add the bulging ring in the middle of his shaft, and you can only imagine the myriad of sensations he'll be providing. So yeah, girth? Doesn't need it.

• Belphie loves having you ride him — whether you're front facing so that he can play with your chest, or in reverse so that he can smack your ass as you bounce, he doesn't care. While this does stem from his laziness, it's also to let you get comfortable at your own pace; taking a monster-length cock can be uncomfortable, so unless you explicitly state you want him to pound into you, he'll let you take him as you please.

• But be warned, if you do ask Belphegor to do so, be prepared to feel his cock rail the deepest parts of you. He’ll push your legs against your chest and fuck you like a sadistic demon in heat. He'll rearrange your insides with no mercy shown unless you yell out a safe word, and he will knock the wind out of you with every single thrust and pull streams of tears from you. That's a promise.

• [AFAB] Although it's not physically possible for a human, Belphie can and will fuck so deep into you that it'll feel like he's gonna breach and breed your womb.

• Now, who wants to get double-stuffed by the twins? Belphie might just share with Beel.

I hope you liked these!

Also, what do you think of Levi’s section? I know some like him with one, and some like him with two. I know I like reading fics with either option, so I said ‘fuck it, I’m grabbing those two HCs, mashing them up together, and this is their love child.’

I struggled the most to find ideas for Satan and Lucifer, but I think they came out alright?

Who’s your favourite? I know my bias tends to come through for Belphie and Levi, so I don’t think I need to say it haha.

[cozage]

HCs about a threesome between Fem S/O, Zoro, and Sanji! I just can’t help it! I could totally see S/O being the balance between the two!

Anon…this is the filthiest thing I’ve ever written. I hope you enjoy. 

Character: female reader x Zoro & Sanji CW: Yeah this is just pure smut. Oral (giving and receiving), nipple play, double penetration, rough sex,  implied creampie, just all the fun stuff with a threesome. 

Threesome

Zoro is a boob guy. And an ass guy. But that’s okay, because Sanji lives only to serve you. 

Once the three of you are in a secluded place, Sanji immediately drops to his knees and pulls your shorts off, letting them pool around your ankles. 

Zoro presses his chest against your back as his arms snake around and tug at the front of your shirt. You can feel his cock pressed against your ass, and a familiar knot forms in your stomach. 

Sanji’s fingers move your lacy panties to the side, and he lets out a soft moan. “She’s already wet, mosshead.”

“I bet,” Zoro chuckles. He pinches your nipples and he pulls at them, causing you to moan and involuntarily lurch towards Sanji’s face. 

Sanji wastes no time. He pulls your panties off and spreads your legs, instantly diving face first into your pussy. 

Zoro continues to fondle your breasts, pinching and pulling, kneading and squeezing. Sanji’s tongue is masterful against you, and he easily slips one finger into your dripping wet cunt, and then a second. 

Zoro peppers the nape of your neck in kisses while Sanji pumps his fingers in and out of you eagerly, his mouth lapping up every drop of your slick. 

Between the two of them, it’s not long before you cum, your walls contracting around Sanji’s delicate fingers. 

After you finish riding out your high on Sanji’s lips, Zoro and Sanji quickly derobe, and Zoro guides you down to your knees. Sanji’s about to let you sit on his face, but you offer to sit on his cock instead. 

You carefully lower yourself onto Sanji’s perfect, slender cock in a reverse cowgirl position. You take a moment to properly adjust to his size, but Sanji always stretches you in just the right ways. He makes you feel full, but not uncomfortable. 

Zoro’s girth is a bit more daunting, even though you’ve done this several times. He towers above you now, holding his cock. He doesn’t need to use words. You know he’s waiting for you to open your mouth, so he can shove his dick inside those pretty lips. 

Sanji holds your hips steady, and you open your mouth for the swordsman. He shoves his cock into your mouth, instantly gagging you. 

Zoro runs his hands through your hair as you bob your head up and down his shaft, letting out soft grunts of pleasure. Sometimes he’ll push your head and make you take all of him. Your gags make him smirk, which leads to Sanji yelling at him to be more gentle with you.

After Zoro has had enough fun, he’ll pull you off the ground (And Sanji’s cock-which always elicits a soft whine from you at his sudden absence). 

Sanji takes the front, and Zoro takes the back. Together they hold you up, and carefully push both of their cocks into you. It’s painful at first, but it quickly melts into pleasure.

They don’t stop arguing. Ever. Even when you’re sandwiched between them, stuffed full of their cocks. 

“I’m making her moan more. Did you hear that one?”

“No way mosshead, that one was definitely me!”

A part of you wants them to keep fighting, because they fuck better when they’re arguing like this. 

The two of them try to time it so they cum along with you, all three of you hitting a synchronous high.

Sometimes Sanji will finish first though, and Zoro will take you to the bed and hook your ankles around his shoulders to get a deeper angle. Sanji will put your head in his lap and brush your hair from your face, whispering your praises while Zoro rails into you. 

Zoro always waits for you to cum before he does. You suspect he’s got some kind of kink, because you orgasming around him never fails to make him cum along inside you. 

After all of you have finished, the three of you collapse on your tiny bed from exhaustion. You sleep in between them, your head on Zoro's chest, your legs tangled with Sanji's. 

Sometimes, after a while, Zoro will reach down and begin palming lazy circles against your clit, stimulating you and making you let out a series of whimpers.

“Stop that!” Sanji hisses, instantly coming to your defense. He knows you deserve rest after taking both of them.

“What,” Zoro taunts. “You done after one round? Because I’m not, and I know she’s not either.”  

[444takeomi]

PIERCING HCS

: ̗̀➛ summary: waka with dick piercings

character(s): wakasa imaushi

warnings: female reader, nsfw, dick piercings (obvs), oral, mutual masturbation, overstimulation, sending nudes, brief mentions of alcohol

wc: 0.5k

a/n: idk what compelled me to write this but anyway, i hope you enjoy and happy birthday waka

- okay so first of all i think that waka’s first piercing (aside from his signature earring, of course) was purely the result of him losing a bet whilst he was drunk, and while that alone doesn't sound so bad, it turns out it was his dick that he had to get pierced

- even if at first he didn't see the appeal, he still decided to go through with it because he's petty like that ahaha

- after doing a little research he decided on a frenum piercing — minimal pain, it looks cool, it increases both his and his partner's pleasure, what's not to love?

- his overall experience wasn't as bad as he thought it was going to be, of course it was still painful, but the aching subsided fairly quickly and the healing process was rather straightforward

- as often happens when it comes to getting pierced, waka found himself going back for another, and another again, and eventually he ended up with a full jacob's ladder

- he didn't stop there either, he also got a few others like an industrial, helix, and he definitely got his tongue pierced as well

- he absolutely hated healing his tongue purely because he couldn't drink any alcohol while it healed💀

- the first time you saw his dick you were in complete shock, your eyes glued to the metal bars adorning his shaft — waka certainly enjoyed your reaction, unable to stop himself from smirking in amusement at the look on your face

- if the sight alone wasn't enough to leave you at a loss for words, the way he fucked you had left you unable to even think straight let alone speak

- the feeling of the numerous metal balls dragging along your walls made your head spin, your eyes rolling into the back of your head as he pounded your g-spot with every thrust, sending you towards an orgasm that had your toes curling as you gasped and creamed around his cock

- waka’s piercings definitely make him a lot more sensitive since he has so many of them, and it didn't take you long to figure that out — all it took was for you to run your tongue over his frenum piercing and he was putty in your hands

- he loves overstimulating himself, and if you're lucky you'll catch him whining desperately in your ear as he fucks you, he tries to hold back but it just feels so good </3

- waka is already so good at eating pussy but his tongue piercing just enhances everything, also he definitely owns one of those vibrating tongue bars and always asks if he can use it on you

- he loves to randomly send you nudes, to be honest it's mainly so that he has an excuse to show off his piercings💀

- but he genuinely takes the best dick pics, they always have great lighting and perfect angles, and not to mention his dick is ridiculously pretty too <3

- also enjoys mutual masturbation — likes to put on a show for you, stroking his dick tantalisingly slow all while gasping and throwing his head back as he fucks his own fist, and he will definitely tease you if he catches you staring

- probably asks to get matching piercings with you, and if you have any others already he loves playing with them when the two of you cuddle (providing they're fully healed ofc)

- overall waka’s piercings are a lot of fun for both him and you, and they certainly keep things interesting ahaha

please do not translate, repost, or share my writing on any other platforms eg. tiktok

[sabosbabygirl]

The Noisy Neighbors

Choso x female reader (really this could be any character but I see Choso like this)

NSFW, +18, Sex, Loud

More of a snippet/HC than a fanfic

His moans are loud and long. “OH GOD, Y/N” he cries out. His cock slowly going in and out of your pussy so you can feel his entire girth.

For a man who is usually quiet, a tad awkward and gloomy, he sure can make a lot of noise in bed.

He pulls completely out, your pussy dripping slightly from your wetness and his precum. He whimpers, “AAA! Ahhh!!” in your ear. He kisses your neck and slowly thrusts back in you. Moaning against your neck, his teeth biting down on your neck from the amazing feeling of being inside your soaking pussy.

He continues kissing and nibbling your neck, his hands intertwined in yours, chest against chest and his thrusts are slow.

This wasn’t a “plaything” or a “quickie”. This was love making. His emotions pouring into you as he moans against your skin and his cock throbs inside you.

“y/n” he moans breathlessly. His tongue tracing your collarbone while his thrusts continue in a slow tempo, making you feel every single inch of him. You feel his naked, hot body pressed to yours, his hands gripping yours, his wet tongue on your skin and his shaft completely inside your pussy.

His mouth trails further down and gently licks one of your nipples. He moans again, “MMMM, y/n”. His tongue flicking your nipple back and forth until it’s hard and sensitive.

“Please…” you whine, “Please go faster…” you moan out.

He retracts his tongue and smiles. He moves his body back up so his face is align with yours. He was waiting for you to say it. He was waiting for the green light. His cock pulsing against your pussy walls.

He hangs his head down towards yours and starts ramming in and out of you. The headboard hitting the wall each time he went deep inside you. His fingers tightening around yours.

Your moans get louder and louder. He grunts and moans over you. “YES, Y/N, YES” he yells. His pace picks up. His hips crashing into yours, your breasts bouncing, and the headboard slamming against the wall.

“AAH!! AHH! FUCK” he moans, “YOUR PUSSY!!” he thrusts harder and harder, getting as deep inside you as possible.

“AHHHH FUCKING SHITTTT!!!” he screams as his cream fill you up like a cream puff.

“AAAAA!” he whines, as he slowly pulls out. His entire body shaking and your pussy leaking the cream over the entire bed.

A knock on the door, turns into a banging sound. He looks at you and smiles before laying down and pulling you on top of him…

“The door….” you breath out. Your legs shake as you feel your pussy continue to leak his and yours fluids on to the bed.

He laughs, “you know how our neighbors are…they always go away eventually,” he said holding you a little tighter and resting his head on yours.

Your bodies are melted together as one, hot and a sticky cuddling mess.

The knocking continues and with a loud shout from the neighbor: “You two always fuck so loud!! For once get a damn hotel room. Fucking kids”. All that’s heard is the shuffling of feet of the neighbor leaving and the soft snooze of him asleep while holding you.

[billiethepumpkin]

Fantasy Coming True

Kinktober 8th (Late)

Warnings: Rated X. This content is intended for those ages 18 years and older. If you are a minor, do not interact.

Contains: Female reader. Soft dom reader. Jerking off. Handjob. Pussyjob. Male ejaculation. Teasing.

Author's Note: All characters are written to be aged 18 years or older because I am an old fuck :)

It was late. 

It was very late, in fact, when Denki walked through the door of the apartment that you shared. He’d been away for multiple nights, working hard to crack a case in a different city. He hadn’t been able to stop thinking about you. He had called you every night, but it wasn’t nearly the same as being near you, touching you, holding you.. He knew how late it was. But for some reason he thought there might be a chance that you were awake, waiting for him, the way he was waiting for you. 

He had let you know he was coming home today, right? Yeah, he specifically remembered the phone call. “Hey, baby!” he had said. “It’s gonna be late tonight, but I’m finally gonna get to come home.” And you were so excited! You couldn’t stop smiling the rest of the night as you did your daily chores.

But now, the apartment was dark, except for the small night lights you insisted on keeping in every room. 

When the door locked shut behind him, Denki finally let all his walls down. He didn’t realize how tired his body was until he set his duffle bag down next to the door, shoulders slumping and lungs sighing heavily. He trudged to your shared bedroom, desperate just to see you. 

When the bedroom door swung open, Denki saw you, the way you always slept. You were curled up under a blanket, the television flickering different colors over your body. You were breathing steadily, and Denki couldn’t help but smile as he watched you for a moment. That’s my girl, he thought. 

Denki carefully took off his clothes, trying hard not to wake you up, and he slipped into his spot on the bed next to you. The sheets were cool and comforting over his body, and he sighed as he fell into his own bed.

That was when he smelled you.

It couldn’t have been long that you were asleep. Your hair was still wet from your shower. He could still smell your shampoo, the one he loved so much because it smelled like summer. Denki had missed that smell, the scent of you thoroughly coating him in love. Had you actually tried to stay up for him? Maybe you had stayed awake as long as you could, and eventually, you just gave up.

Then another thought crossed his mind. 

For some reason, he couldn’t stop thinking about the first time you had showered together. You had joined him in the shower after a long day of work for the both of you. You had washed his hair with your shampoo, your naked body pressed against his. You had gently kissed his neck and shoulders as you rinsed it out. Denki had thought, this must truly be paradise. 

And now, he felt a warmth creep over his cheeks and ears as the memory of his own personal heaven washed over him and sprang his arousal to life. Kaminari breathed deeply as he remembered the things that came after. You, sitting on your knees in front of him. Your fist wrapped around the base of his cock. Your soft lips gliding over the shaft.

Kaminari took another glimpse at you. Your back was bare. He lifted the covers to get a better look, and he saw your bare ass cheeks. You weren’t wearing anything. Oh, god, you were trying to kill him, weren’t you? You were trying to make him so hard and so needy that he combusted, huh? Were you waiting here naked for him? Kaminari was trying desperately to put the pieces together, but he just couldn’t. He had other things to think about, his cock twitching in his boxers as he involuntarily ground against the fabric. His face grew warmer, more and more red, and he knew that he wasn’t going to be able to wait.

Denki swallowed hard. What was he supposed to do? His cock was aching just from the thought of you. There was no way that this could wait until morning. If he didn’t do something about it, he was never going to be able to sleep. 

So he took his cock out and started to stroke himself. He moved slowly at first, hoping that you wouldn’t wake up. But then he had a completely different thought. What if you did wake up? He knew you wouldn’t be mad. This had happened before. You had just taken his cock in your hand for him and whispered sweet nothings in his ear until his cum dribbled over your fingertips and onto his belly. 

But what would you do this time? You hadn’t seen Kaminari in days. Maybe you’d missed him enough that you’d take him in your mouth this time. Or maybe you’d just get up and let him slide into you, and maybe you’d ride him until he finished in your warm, wet little pussy.

Yeah, that’s what you would do, he thought. 

Thoughts just like that swam around in his mind. He was desperate for you, for some kind of relief. Kaminari held his breath as much as possible, trying to trap his moans and sighs inside his body. His eyes pinched shut, he moved his hand faster and faster, trying to find some kind of relief for the way his body craved you. But he couldn’t shake the feeling that this wouldn’t be enough, that he was still going to be so desperate just for you. 

And, as if on command, you rolled over to face him, and your hand slid up his thigh and over the base of his cock. “Hi, baby,” you cooed in his ear. You stroked him slowly, much slower than he had been stroking himself. “Missed you,” you whispered, pressing a kiss on his neck, just below his ear. Denki was so viscerally aware of every sensation you gave him. Your gorgeous body was pressed up against his. Your lips were so soft, and your breath was warm on his neck. Goddamnit, please don’t stop, he thought.

He couldn’t even respond to your sentiments. Kaminari was so in shock, so surprised that his fantasy was coming true before his very eyes. Wait a minute, he thought. You didn’t seem very sleep-driven at all. Were you awake this whole time? Just waiting for him to come home and see what he did? He didn’t care. It didn’t matter. He couldn’t find any words to talk to you as your hand slid over his shaft. 

Smoothly, as if you hadn’t been sleeping at all, you swung a leg over him and straddled him. Denki’s cock rested against his belly as you hovered over him. “Did you miss me, too?” you asked, pressing more kisses to his cheeks, his neck, his collarbone. 

“God, yes,” he finally answered, his hands rubbing over your thighs and grabbing your hips. He could feel your pussy lips gliding over his cock, but not allowing him to enter just yet. You were so wet already. How long had you been awake before you touched him? Had you been awake this entire time, feeling the bed shake and listening to him sigh?

Kaminari softly ground himself against you, feeling your slick on his member. He couldn’t help but whimper underneath you, feeling you slide over him so easily. If he could just get into the right position, he could just thrust up into you. And Denki needed it, desperately squirming to try and shove his cock into your pussy. 

You started grinding against him faster, though. “I know what you want,” you said into his ear  when you sped up. “But I think you can cum just like this, can’t you Denki?”

Kaminari couldn’t help but whine when you said that. He probably could. He knew he could. He could feel his balls getting tighter and tighter, his pleasure swarming his entire body. But he could smell your slick from where he laid, and every single touch just felt so fucking good. He wanted more. He needed more. Denki answered with a negative shake of the head. 

“Hmm,” you hummed. “I could stop,” you threatened, slowing your movements almost to nothing. “I don’t have to make you cum,” you teased. 

“No, please,” Denki said. “I just want your pussy. Please.”

You smiled, continuing to grind on his cock. You could feel his length between your pussy lips, rubbing over your clit. But you were focused on him.

“But you have my pussy, baby,” you teased, pressing yourself down onto him to put more pressure on his dick. “It’s right here. And I think it’s about to make you cum,” you said. And you were right. Denki was holding back as much as possible, but he didn’t know how long he could hold out. He needed to cum. He couldn’t stop himself anymore. No matter how badly he wanted to flip you over and fuck you until you couldn’t walk. No matter how badly he wanted to cum inside you and make the ultimate claim over your body. Kaminari was going to cum, whether he wanted to or not. 

With a whimper and a moan, you could feel Denki’s cum leaking from his cock, dribbling onto his belly and being spread onto yours. “That’s it, baby,” you cooed, grinding on him to ride out his orgasm. And god it felt so good, Denki thought. Even after just a couple of days, he had been so much more pent up than he even realized.

You pressed the sweetest, gentlest kisses over Denki’s face. He couldn’t help but smile, especially when you pressed a longer kiss to his lips and laid down on his chest. “Feel better?” you asked, your warm breath grazing along his jawbone. 

“Mhm,” Denki hummed, feeling sleep wash over him. 

You couldn’t help but giggle as you rolled off of him. “Goodnight, baby,” you whispered. 

He was already asleep.

This work was written by Abigail "Billie" Rothenberger. Please do not copy this work on Tumblr or any other platform.

[call-me-little-sunshine84]

Taking Control (Jim Hopper x female reader ~ 18+)

Characters: Jim "Chief" Hopper x female reader

Rating: Explicit ~ Minors DNI. Seriously.

Words: 1.5k

Summary: Hopper works out some of his anger while in the bedroom with you

Warnings: smut, basically porn with no plot, oral sex, unprotected sex, dom/sub undertones (kind of), orgasm delay/denial

A/N: This is probably the filthiest one shot I've written, and the first time I've attempted to do mean/dom Hopper vibes. I hope it's good!

You knew as soon as Hopper came through the front door exactly how his day had gone. Anger was etched on every line of his face; you could practically feel it radiating off of his large frame. "What happened?” you asked, concerned. “Same shit, different day,” he grumbled. This seemed to happen more and more, and you were worried that all the stress was going to eventually catch up with him. You had tried to get him to come up with something he could do to relax to no avail. For as long as you had been with him, the man had never had an off button. 

Today, though, an idea ran through your mind, a way to hopefully erase the bad mood he was in. You grabbed his hand and led him toward your bedroom. “Come with me,” you said, giving him that look, and he cocked his eyebrow at you and followed you down the hall. Once you reached the doorway to the room, you leaned in and kissed him, long and lingering. “It’s pretty simple. You need to blow off some serious steam. I want you to work out some of your anger. I want you to be in total control of me tonight. Tell me what to do,” you said. The look on his face, a mix of disbelief and excitement, was priceless. “What? We’ve never done anything like that. Are you sure?” he questioned. “Yes, baby, I think you need this. I want to give it to you. I trust you not to take it too far,” you replied. And you did. He would never do anything to hurt you. “Okay, if you’re sure. Just let me know if you want to stop,” he said, looking at you with those gorgeous blue eyes. 

It was like a switch flipped in him. He pushed you inside the room. He kissed you roughly, all tongue and teeth. He nipped at your bottom lip, almost hard enough to draw blood. Something deep inside you seemed to wake up in response to this new side of him. You tried to wrap your arms around him, but he growled at you. “No touching. Not yet,” he said, his eyes darkening. Oh my God, this is so fucking hot you thought, feeling the slickness pooling between your legs already. “On your knees,” he commanded, and you did so immediately. He unbuckled his belt, unzipped his pants and dropped them to the floor. “Suck my dick,” he told you, putting one hand on the back of your head and pushing you toward him. You were more than happy to oblige, grasping his already hard length in your hand and licking a stripe up his shaft. You took him completely in your mouth, tasting the saltiness of his precum. You moved up and down rhythmically, taking him in as far as you could. 

"Look at you, blowing me like a good little whore,” he said, leaning his head back and grunting. You could feel your cunt clenching at his words. He had never talked to you like that, and honestly, you liked it. He started moving his hips, slowly thrusting into your mouth. It was almost too much, the feeling of him hitting all the way in the back of your throat. You dug your nails into his ass cheeks, trying to keep it up, to give him what he wanted. Suddenly he pushed you back, away from him. “You’re a little too good at that,” he said, and your body sang at his praise. 

He grabbed your hands and pulled you off the floor, then pushed you toward the bed. “Take your clothes off. I want to see your body,” he told you. You slowly took off your t-shirt, then your jeans, standing in front of him in just your bra and panties. He devoured you with his eyes, which were darkened and clouded with lust. “Lose those too,” he said. You did, tossing them off to the side.

“On the bed. Put your hands above your head,” he said. You raised an eyebrow. “Don’t make me repeat myself,” he growled. “Yes sir,” you replied, doing as you were told. He removed his shirt, now also completely naked, and grabbed his pants off the floor. He retrieved his handcuffs off of his belt and closed the distance between you. 

Oh shit you thought. This is about to get really good . He crawled toward you on the bed and adjusted one handcuff down onto your right hand. He ran the chain around a post on the headboard and closed the other cuff around your left hand. You squirmed, not liking that you still couldn’t touch him. “Are you going to be a good girl for me?” he asked. You could only moan in response as he started kissing his way down your body. He stopped at your breasts, alternating between pinching and biting your hardened nipples. You arched your back, trying to get some kind of relief for the constantly building need inside you. 

“Be still,” he instructed, and you whined. He licked a trail down your torso to your center, teeth biting at you as he went. You knew you would be covered in marks tomorrow, but you didn’t care. You just wanted more , to give yourself over to him completely. He roughly shoved your legs apart. “You’re practically dripping already, and I’ve barely touched you. Such a needy girl,” he teased. You could feel the heat pulsing through you and thought if he didn’t touch you soon, you might just die. 

Suddenly he shoved his tongue inside your slick folds, licking a slow trail to land on your clit. You ground your aching pussy against his mouth, begging for more. He licked and sucked, finally giving you what you needed. “Yes, Hop, right there,” you gasped, feeling your impending orgasm already right around the corner. He felt it too and abruptly pulled himself away from you. “You only cum when I say you can,” he said, and for a moment you wanted to hit him right in the face. 

“Then you better fuck me soon, or I will find a way out of these handcuffs, even if I have to break my wrists,” you snarled at him. He laughed at the anger and desperation in your voice. “Yes ma’am,” he said with a mock salute. "So impatient, you can’t wait to have my cock inside you, can you?” he asked. He lowered his body over yours, and you tingled with anticipation. He began to enter you, so very slowly. He put just his tip inside you and then removed it, over and over again, teasing you so deliciously. You whimpered and bucked your body against his, desperate for him to bottom out in you. Finally, he shoved himself all the way inside you, and you yelled his name over and over like a chorus, pleasure momentarily blinding your vision. He began thrusting at a frenetic pace, gripping your hips with bruising strength, sweat dripping down his forehead. He looked so damn sexy, and you didn’t think you could hold out much longer. 

He then took one hand and wrapped it around your throat. It wasn’t hard enough to hurt, but it was enough to make you realize this might be something you enjoyed. He squeezed a little harder, noticing the way you tightened your pussy down around him. “So, you like it when I choke you, huh? You’re my good little slut, aren’t you,” he asked as he kept one hand on your throat and moving the other down to make lazy circles on your clit, all while still thrusting in and out of you. 

“Please, Hop, can I cum now,” you begged, at least as much as you could with his hand still tight around your throat. Your body felt like it was about to explode; everything was electric. “Yes, you’ve been good for me tonight. Let go, baby,” he replied. He removed his hand from your throat, and you sucked in a deep breath, your entire body on fire. You could feel the pressure inside continuously building until you couldn’t take it anymore. That invisible coil inside you finally snapped and wave after wave of pleasure crashed over you. 

“Oh my God, Hop, yes!” you screamed, trying so hard to touch him even though you were still handcuffed. He pounded into you relentlessly, seeking his own ending. It wasn’t long before he found it, thrusting as hard as he could as he covered your walls with his release. 

He quickly let you out of the handcuffs, and you began rubbing your wrists. He looked at you, concerned. “I’m fine, I promise,” you told him. He leaned in and gently kissed you on the cheek. “Thank you,” he said. “For what?” you asked, confused. “For tonight. You always know exactly what I need”.

 “I know,” you replied with a grin. “It’s a gift.”

[xuchiya]

currently thinking about touch starved san 👀 likee imagine you're at a party with his friends and your friends and hes eyefucking you the entire night until he cant take it anymore and pulls you into the car for... the rest is to imagine 🤭

u have no idea that i have not come up any ideas on san/yunho but OMYGAHDDDD OKAY OKAYY MY MIND SUDDENLY WENT FIREWORKS. IMAGINE HIS WHINEY AND POUTY FACE AND BEGGING??

so u requested, i shall grant.

pairing: choi san x female reader

words: 1.1k requests are open!!

🔞 just imagine San slightly getting drunk on each shots he takes until he knew to himself that he had enough. His eyes were slightly hazy yet he could still acknowledge his surroundings—until he saw you. You were having fun with your friends along with his two other members, Wooyoung and Mingi. His vision focuses on you as you sway your hips on the beat, even going down to place your hand on your knees to give his two friends a show of your ass. His throat tightens when Mingi places a hand on your hips and sways along with yours then Wooyoung grabs your cheeks shaking them as you all three laugh at your states. You look so pretty in that purple rhinestone top and matching skirt with a leg chain attached to it— his favourite colour and the outfit he finds himself getting hard each time you bend down and your ass can be seen through it.

San knew about your friendship with them way before Ateez was created so seeing you guys like in this state is not a new thing but the fact that San has not been able to do things with you—not even close to touching your ass as Mingi did— he had enough. He had been wanting to do it with you for days—turning into weeks even, but you have been cockblocking him to stir him up so he had enough of you playing your games and it was time to get your attention. He has been starving to have your hands all over him, he misses the way your hands move flawlessly around his cock, your mouth going down his shaft until it hits that back of your throat, tongue gliding, how you take him so well and the way your pussy clamp down on his aching cock as you ride him.  He misses your touch— He misses you. Those ass that shakes every time he rams back inside your pussy, your pornographic moans and squeals of pleasure leaving your lips as his hips meets yours in great speed, hands on your throat.

His thoughts were all over the place making his cock spring up on his boxers, his pants not helping to hide his hard on. All of these scenarios are because of you and you will take care of his problem. San got up from his seat, having had enough of these thoughts and wanted to get over them. When he was near you, he cleared his throat, “Hey bun …” You spun to see your boyfriend with a look that you know so well. You smirk towards Wooyoung and Mingi, giving them a hug letting them know of your plan before parting ways, not before saying goodbyes to your friends. It was taking a long time in San’s that he was dragging you out of the club and inside your car. The atmosphere is so tense that San cut it down with his whine, “Were you teasing me?” You smirk once again, leaning backwards on your seat, “What would you do if I say I am?” You turn to him to see his pants were indeed uncomfortable to be in if the outline of his cock is not noticeable, you look at his pleading eyes, “Have you been thinking about me Sannie?” He nodded, biting his lips, “Please please touch me…” You know deep down that you can’t stay in character for long that you chuckle, driving off somewhere that less people can see and hear. You park 4 blocks down before turning the car off, “Backseat and strip.” You command, without any second thoughts San was already at the backseat stripping down leaving him nothing. When you made your way over, the tip of his cock so red and spring up angrily, ready to be wrapped around your pussy. You cooed, not near touching, “Is my Sannie needy?” He nodded, groaning on the tease, “Yes yes bun please.” You bit your lip, your hands running gently on his bare chest then down to his thighs, your fingers brushing on his cock making him cry in despair, “I’ll be a good boy please … please suck me.” You chuckle taking him all of sudden in your hands making him jerk in his seat as your hands move up and down his cock, his sensitivity after not being touch for weeks threatens him to cum immediately but he knew not to if he can gets to cum inside your pussy, “Are you gonna cum Sannie? … “You leaned closer to his ears while stroking him, “Do you want to cum inside me?” He looks at you with hooded eyes, “I-Inside .. I want to cum inside you.” You smile, moving away slightly to lay down whatever space is left, spreading your legs open, one over the chair behind his head and the other in the air.

You weren’t wearing any panties either so when you exposed yourself to San, pussy glistening and bare, your skirt riding up past your hips then moving your pussy lips aside with your fingers, “Go ahead Sannie … “ San didn’t miss a beat and had you pulling closer to him by your hips, stroking his cock before slapping his cock on your glistening pussy making him whimper, “Thank you bun!” When he slowly enters you, your mouth hangs open, a high pitch squeal leaves your throat as he bottoms out. His hips still letting you adjust before you knew it, the whole car started shaking, windows fogged as he rams continuously inside your pussy. His broken moans every time he comes back inside, hissing softly through his teeth whenever you clamp on his cock, “Fu-Fuck I’m gonna cum if you keep doing that.” His thrust keeps getting harder and harder, making your ass claps on his hips creating a smacking sounds, until you pull him by wrapping your legs around him, “Then cum for me Sannie fuck!” That tips him over the edge, making him wrap around you, holding your hips down as cums deep inside you. Painting your walls white was his favourite thing to do, after calming down not yet pulling out, “You know … " His voice was hoarse, yet it made you curious, you looked at him out of breath, “What?” He chuckles, toying with your tits, pinching, circling them in his hands making you squirm, a moany-gasp leaving your lips, “I played along with your games because I know them…” His whiney and begging was all just a facade to make you think you have the upper hand and the touch-starved planned did work but you know you are deeper trouble now, he leaned closer to you with a smirk, “So the next time you want me to go harder, just tell me and I won’t make you walk for days.”

i hope you like it!!

[tearsofcalamity]

mr. cold feet p2

⊹ character(s). sampo koski ⊹ genre. n/sfw ⊹ tags. gn!afab!reader (no prns, but reader has female anatomy), dom/top!reader, sub/bottom!sampo, riding, dacryphilia, overstimulation, slight edging, slight degrading, reader calls sampo puppy/slut/whore, sampos a whimperer we all know it, reader's kinda mean but sampo likes it

congrats... you found my little side blog .... ;3 head on over to meaningofaeons for p1, but this can be read standalone! also, trying a diff writing style for this blog ^w^

MINORS/AGELESS BLOGS DNI PLEASE!

a nice reservation at the goethe hotel, all on sampo's dime.

the nice thing though, really, was having such an insufferable man trapped beneath you, stuck between you and the bed.

it was only fitting that he be in such a position after all the trouble he'd caused you.

seeing him whimper wasn't all that bad either.

"p-please," sampo murmured, a vice grip on your wrist as you ran your hand over his tent, just barely giving him the slightest twinges of pleasure with each motion.

you'd had him like this for well over a half an hour, and you could see the tears gathering in his eyes.

even with the minimal stimulation, he'd gotten quite close to cumming a few times, before you noticed and brutally ripped away all pleasure from him.

"w-when— hah— when I invited you back here, mm... it w-wasn't for this, sweetheart..." sampo tries to coax you, putting on his best puppy-dog eyes. his attempt is interrupted as his brows pull together when you rub particularly slowly over his clothed tip, agonizing with every motion.

"cute names won't get you anywhere, koski. I'm sick of your schemes. you nearly got me in trouble with pela and the other guards last time."

"I sa—aah, ah!—said I'm sorry!" he cries between huffs, giving an experimental buck into your hand. the moment he does so, he freezes up, your darkened eyes sending a shiver up his spine.

"you did, huh? you said you're sorry..." you hum contemplatively, and the man eagerly cants his hips forward again, taking any opening he can.

he almost regrets his cheekiness when you plant both hands on the openings at his hips and push, shoving him further into the plush of the mattress. he whines at the loss of your hand on his hard on, but the pout he dons is immediately replaced by a wolflike grin when you practically tear at his pants to get them off.

"then I suppose you deserve some kind of reward for apologizing. don't you think?"

"y-yes, haah, please—mm, yes!" he whines like a dog in heat, twitching at every slight brush against his cock. you yank his boxers off next, and you don't know if you've ever seen sampo look so happy.

"please! please!" he chants over and over.

"so polite, sampo. such a good boy."

so, you give him what he wants.

precum practically oozes from his tip as he wretchedly thrusts into the air, giving you just the slide you needed to start jerking him off with vigor. he lets out a howl of pleasure, his hands grasping at the sheets, tearing at them as you moved your fingers in a ring up and down his shaft.

schlick, schlick, schlick

he's panting, whining, moaning, not even half sure what to do with himself as you lean down and let your tongue writhe into his slit.

sampo almost reaches to grasp at your hair, to try and get your mouth to move just a bit further down, but even through his hazy thoughts he knows there's a high chance of you ripping away all pleasure should he try such a thing.

as if sensing his desperation and granting him a sliver of mercy, you take his cockhead into your mouth, sucking hard and lashing your tongue across it over and over.

the bitter taste of his pre hits your tastebuds, but it's outweighed by the sweet yelp he lets out.

"more—more, please! y/n, please, please—" sampo's expression is completely fucked out when you glance up at him, tear tracks already prevalent on his cheeks as his tongue nearly lolls out of his mouth.

"g-gonna cum! please—hah! please! cumming! 'm cumming!"

right... he always was pretty easy. or maybe that's just the effect you have on him.

to his amazement, you only speed up your motions, his wanton cries heard and appreciated as his load spills past your lips. he's panting heavily, desperate to catch his breath, a dazed smile on his face as he stares down at you with adoration.

his smile quickly falls at your cruel smirk. then, your hand begins moving again.

"w-wait, wait—ah! ah! wait!" he begins pleading, eyes blown wide as you pick up your pace, thumb digging into his slit now in place of your tongue. he grits his teeth, throwing his head back and exposing his pretty white neck to you as he lets out a loud moan.

you lean up as you jack him off, pressing yourself against his chest as he writhes in place, biting his lip hard. he's sniffling already, the soft noises punctuated by the moans he's letting slip.

"y/n, p-please, hurts, please," sampo begs, pulling his best teary, pitiful gaze on you. it's interrupted by another particularly long stroke, his mouth falling open as he struggles against you. "please! can't—"

"oh, yes you can," you smile wickedly, wringing more cries out of him. he grips the sheets so hard his knuckles turn white, eyes rolling back into his head as you bite down on his neck, leaving a nice mark on his pretty flesh.

eventually, the conman's whines and begs for you to stop devolve into mindless ramblings, his pleads shifting to asking for more once again as you bring him closer and closer to the edge, one hand circling his head while the other covers every inch of his shaft.

less cum spurts out from his spent cock once that coil in his belly snaps for the second time, the release leaving him trembling beneath your form.

"'m sorry... 'm sorry, so sorry—" sampo whimpers, flinching as you wipe his tears away, lip pouty, eyes shining. "won't... hah... won't ever do it again, please..."

the poor fool, in too much of a daze, doesn't even notice you lining up your entrance with his, not until you take him all in in one fluid motion.

his head flies back into the pillow again, the pain more prominent alongside the pleasure this time around thanks to your prior ministrations. your walls squeeze around his dick, and sampo moans despite himself, hands finding purchase on your hips.

he begins haphazardly thrusting up into you, catching you by surprise. but it only brings another grin to your face as you watch his eyes roll back again.

"oh? poor, dumb puppy," you huff out, immediately slamming your hips against his, causing him to cry out. his expression has formed into a nice, fucked-dumb smile, a pretty flush on his cheeks as he pants and grasps at your flesh. "you got all the cum wrung out of you, yet you're still so desperate for the little bit of pleasure you can chase. so pathetic. and here I thought you 'didn't invite me here for this.'"

"haah... haah, yes, mm— please, please," sampo whines, graciously accepting your lips as you kiss him sloppily, moving against him with vigor.

"can't even respond properly? too fucked out, slut?"

the blue-haired man nods, going for another kiss. you only grab his chin, pushing his head into the pillow as you quicken your motions. his cock slides in and out of you with ease, grazing that spot in you that makes your toes curl.

"come on. tell me what you are. or are you too dumb to do that? huh, sampo?"

you grind yourself down onto sampo, and he grabs onto you tighter. you can tell by the tears welling up in his lovely green eyes that he's about to cum again.

wet noises fill the space between you two as your juices mix with his cum-soaked cock, an unbearable heat just waiting to be quenched as you speed up.

"ah— please! gonna—"

"that's not what I asked, whore."

your hips slow, and his eyes are on yours immediately, pleading, desperate, begging you with his gaze alone to not stop.

"no! n-no! 'm sorry! I'm—"

"say it."

"I'm..." sampo bites his lip, tossing his head back again when you grind down, chasing your own pleasure. he moans with abandon. "I'm your slut, I'm your slut, pl-please, please, make me cum, fuck! fuck! please, make me cum! lemme cum!"

his words begin to slur together, and you laugh in his face, your cruelty punctured by a groan from your lips as you feel your own peak getting closer.

"all right, all right. go on, sampo," you tease, licking a stripe up his neck and painting his flesh with marks.

"ah— ah! ah! c-cumming! g-gonna—"

poor sampo can't even finish his sentence before his grasp becomes bruising, fingers digging into the flesh of your hips as his thrusts go sloppy, his creamy seed filling you to the brim and spilling out past your cunt, overflowing.

you bite your lip, riding out your own high, gushing onto his cock as his warmth pumps inside of you.

you never would've expected he'd have that much left to give after before, but you always did get him going in a way you could never predict.

sampo is completely spent after that, his breathing desperate and haggard as he falls back onto the sheets. you spend a few moments catching your own breath, tousling his blue locks as he stares up at you with glistening eyes.

"so mean to me," he murmurs, burying his face into your neck. you only chuckle.

"as if you didn't lure me in here for all of this to begin with. you knew I wouldn't be merciful."

"lure you in?! hah!" sampo has the audacity to huff and sound offended. "the gall. I invited you here for a lovely, date-like evening, and yet—"

you cut him off when you slowly move to get off of him, his words trailing off as his eyes follow the cum dripping out of your cunt.

"sampo?"

"hey, y/n..." the blue-haired man regains his energy, moving to push your knees apart and slot himself right between your thighs, looking up at you from below. his grin is foxlike. "would ya be opposed to your good buddy sampo cleaning you up a little? y'know, to pay you back for before... the whole mr. cold feet thing, and all..."

your surprise turns into a little laugh, immediately reaching forward to grab and tug on his hair. sampo looks all-too pleased with the action, humming pleasurably as he already began nipping and kissing at your inner thighs, wet with your slick.

"well, who would I be to decline the first well-intentioned offer I've ever received from the sampo koski?"

sampo pouts a bit at that, but quickly huffs out a small moan as his cock grazes the bedsheets, his stamina returning with the prospect of eating you out good.

"I'll do my best to repay the favor~"

[puddle-nerd]

He Knows

Summary: You have to stay still or Ao’nung might find out what you and Neteyam were doing. (Human Neteyam/Human Female Reader)

Prompt #1 (Cockwarming) for Avatar12DaysofKinkmas2023

Story Tags: No Use of Y/N, Cockwarming, Female Reader, Human AU, Aged Up Characters, Everyone is Legal, Yes They’re Both Eighteen+!, Established Relationship, Use of ‘baby girl’, Accidental Voyeurism, Caught, Bi-Curious Neteyam te Suli Tsyeyk’itan

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“Stay still, baby girl,” Neteyam whispered hotly in your ear, pushing his one hand into your tummy to keep you from squirming in his lap and adding to the delicious pressure; his other hand flipped the page of his college economics textbook leisurely, as if he had no care in the world. He added, rubbing his nose against your neck, “I’m trying to study for my midterm.” You whimpered, both wanting to move your hips and feel the pleasure you only felt with your boyfriend and to be a good girl like he’d told you to be when you had first sat down on him almost an hour ago. “Give me… ohhh…” he hissed as you adjusted your weight in his lap, your inner walls fluttering around his firm shaft, “give me thirty more minutes and then we can play. Can you do that, baby girl? Can you behave for me and not move?”

“Yes,” you whined quietly in the back of your throat, your breath coming out in shallow pants, your nerves on edge. “I’ll behave, Teyam.”

But, god, how you wanted your boyfriend to fuck your brains out. He was definitely the best you had ever had, the only one of your lovers to make sure you enjoyed yourself to the fullest and that you got off every time the two of you were intimate. Just thinking about it made more slick dribble out of where you and Neteyam were connected and trickle down the curve of your bottom. You sighed through gritted teeth, turning to bury your face into his neck, breathing him in as you tried to distract yourself for the next half an hour, like he had requested of you.

“Be good,” Neteyam reminded you, shifting both himself and you within his desk chair, his cock grinding up slightly into your gummy walls, making you tighten further upon him. He hissed, gritting his own teeth as he struggled not to drive himself up into you like he wanted to. “Be good or you don’t get to cum at all, baby girl.”

“Yo! Tey! You home?”

You immediately wanted to yell in anger, or cry, especially when your boyfriend’s roommate let himself into Neteyam’s room casually and without warning. Again. “Oh… Go away, you butthole,” you groaned, looking over your shoulder as Ao’nung sauntered cockily towards the two of you. You straightened out your skirt to make sure the Hawaiian didn’t see what the two of you were doing as he got closer. “Don’t you ever knock?” You didn’t not like Ao’nung, you actually thought he was amusing – and really, really smart when he wanted to be – but right now, you didn’t want him around with your boyfriend buried balls deep inside of you. Even if your boyfriend’s roommate was kinda… really attractive.

The young Hawaiian man smirked at you, his blue eyes roving over your flushed face and heaving breasts, a dark brow rising up on his forehead.

“This is my parents’ spare house that they’re renting to me and your boyfriend, pretty thing,” he reminded you, leaning up against Neteyam’s desk and crossing his tattooed golden-brown arms over his broad chest. “So, you better be nice to me.” You rolled your eyes at his empty threat and straightened up in Neteyam’s lap, trying not to react as your boyfriend’s dick convulsed within you again, just the way you wanted it to – when Ao’nung wasn’t present. Although… there was something really arousing about warming your boyfriend’s cock right in front of his clueless roommate.

“You’re an ass and we’re busy,” you muttered weakly, trying not to moan as the shaft buried deep within you twitched.

Neteyam pressed his hand against your belly again, shushing you while causing pleasure to skitter up and down your spine. Your boyfriend looked up at his roommate, his beaded braids clacking together quietly as he asked, voice level and even, “What’s up? I’m trying to study.” His free hand drifted down beneath his desk and teased the inside of your trembling thighs.

“I’m meeting up with Rotxo at the Omega Beta Zeta party shortly,” Ao’nung replied, brows furrowing as he watched you bite down on your lower lip and breathe slowly through your nose so you didn’t moan. That didn’t stop the full body shudder wracking through you or for your hands from biting into the armrests of Neteyam’s chair. The Hawaiian started to smile as he added, “Think you can tear yourself away from your books for a few hours so you and your girl can socialize with others our age, Tey?” he inquired teasingly, smirking at the two of you. “If you don’t have other plans, that is.” His blue eyes lingered heatedly.

‘Oh, god, he knew,’ you thought, wanting to sink into your boyfriend and hide in embarrassment.

“We were actually planning to stay in and watch a movie or something tonight and order takeout from that new Brazilian place,” Neteyam replied, his voice still smooth and composed whereas you were fighting the pleasure his fingers and his cock were inciting within you. “We’ll go to the next one, ‘Nung. Promise.”

Ao’nung rolled his eyes and smirked to himself. “Yeah, yeah, I can take a hint,” he replied before glancing between you and your boyfriend, watching as you tried to be good and not squirm.

God, you wanted Neteyam to fuck you.

The Hawaiian eyed you closely and you felt yourself clench even harder down upon your boyfriend, pulling a grunt from Neteyam. Ao’nung’s brows furrowed and then his pupils began dilating in a way that had you tightening further down upon your boyfriend’s shaft, more slick dribbling out of you. And in that second, you realized your boyfriend’s roommate knew exactly what the two of you were doing right in front of him. Ao’nung added, “I’ll just go change real quick and leave you to fuck like rabbits. Unless you two want some help?” His hungry blue gaze jumped from you to your boyfriend and back again. “I’m quite skilled… in all areas.”

You froze, jaw dropping and you heard Neteyam gulp.

Apparently, you and your boyfriend hesitated too long because Ao’nung shrugged and stood up, saying, “You guys change your mind, let me know. See ya later.” He waved and sauntered out of Neteyam’s bedroom, closing the door behind himself.

You shifted in your lover’s lap, hissing as his cock ground into your cunt deliciously, and you looked at your lover and asked, “Did he just…?”

“I think he did, baby girl.” Neteyam gulped and asked quietly, “It’s… kinda hot, right?”

You raised your brows at this revelation and all its possibilities and grinned and him. You leaned in for a kiss before you told him, “Yeah, it kinda is. But we’ll talk about it more after you fuck me.”

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Originally Posted: 14 December 2023

Word Count: 1,135

AO3 Link

[thefiendio]

Too Much

Hello! I hope you enjoy my post!

This is a submissive Miguel O'Hara X dominant female reader.

Warnings-

Sub male, Dom female, p-in-v interaction, Miguel is his own warning, edging, bondage, overstimulation, potential dacryphilia, biting, marking, blood warning, my crappy takes on Spanish, this is purely for indulgent purposes, hinted at spider-person reader, kind of lazy at the end, slight aftercare, NSFW things, jumps right into smut.

Minors/ageless blogs DNI

Anyway, enjoy!

A soft grunt sounded in the dimly lit room followed by a soft moan as you, pleasantly seated in between Miguel's open legs, played with his large length that bobbed with any movement placed carefully against it.

"Por favor! No puedo más! I can't handle anymore!" The man begged, hoping that you would take mercy on him so he could finally cum. Dried tears shined in the moonlight that made itself known by peeking through the slightly open curtains, making his tanned skin glow even more than it already does.

Miguel was bound by his wrists, which were pinned against the headboard by some silky restraints. Knowing that he could easily break out of the silk, but he refused to do so to humor you, turned you even more on than you already were. To take some form of mercy on him, you didn't bind his ankles to the other posts of the bed, instead letting them be free to move as he wished them to be.

You used your unoccupied hand to gently tap his thigh and to softly shush him so he would have some more hope of any inevitable mercy. You had been edging him for the good majority of an hour, letting him get closer and closer to his high than the last, and stealing it away from him, letting him suffer with the ache that grew in his lower regions and abdomen.

He was moving around and writhing within the restraints, careful to not break them as to not suffer the consequences, you could tell he was getting frustrated, even more than he already was. Knowing this, you leaned forward and let go of his cock, prompting a soft whine from him, you placed one hand on the firm abs underneath his sternum and the other on the solid shoulder muscles, using them as balance so you could lean forward and press a hungry kiss to his lips. Miguel kissed back like a starved man, trying to get the connection to last even longer than what you wanted, using his sharp fangs to draw blood by piercing your bottom lip. You grunted and Miguel, just realizing what he did, whimpered and retracted his fangs and looked at you with an expression that screamed that he didn't mean to do that. He started pushing out apologies faster than you could even comprehend what was going on. You froze, eyes widening and breaking character for a moment, then you smiled.

"It's okay amor, you didn't mean it. I'm not mad. In fact, I believe you deserve a reward for doing so well and taking what you are given with," you paused, "minimal complaints." At the mention of a reward, he perked up and looked up at you with his beautiful brown eyes. Holding eye contact, you positioned your wetness above his shaft, using the hand on his abs to help line you both up.

He gasped quietly as you lowered yourself down onto him, inserting his tip into you. As you sunk down, a soft moan escaped your lips as another whine was pulled from his. You were about halfway when you stopped to catch your breath, and to give Miguel a break so he didn't finish too early. You didn't want all the fun to be cut short by his sensitivity.

Miguel, however, was focusing the power of every single muscle on not cumming. Threading his bottom lip in between his teeth, striking it and drawing a few drops of crimson blood, as you sunk down a little bit further. A soft groan was pulled from his mouth as you were almost taking the full length of him.

Once he was completely inside of you, you waited and kept this position while placing one hand on his chest and the other on his shoulder to help with a more efficient way to balance. you waited so you could adjust to the slightly painful stretch and so he could get himself together before you started moving. He groaned as you raised your hips and sharply plopped them back down.

His cheeks turned impossibly redder as you continued these motions. A tear dribbled out of the outer corner of his eye as you sped up. Throwing his head back and fighting against the pillow's resistance against his skull, he let out a moan that made you smirk, determined to get him to keep making those noises.

Now with a set pace and not having to worry about hurting Miguel, because he's enjoying this more than you think you are, you are now more focused on reaching your peak than anything else.

Occasionally, you would clench down on him and throw your head back with a moan, and Miguel would let out another pornographic moan with a whimper followed in suit. Both of you were seriously enjoying this and there was no doubt that your neighbors wouldn't be complaining about the noise the next morning. Knowing this, but simply not caring; that is a matter for another day, you continued to ride him impossibly faster, reaching one of your hands down and playing with your clit in another desperate and frenzied attempt to get yourself to tip over the edge.

"Mierda, baby, you're driving me crazy! I'm about to cum. Oh fuck, can I? Por favor, princesa. I need to cu-" Miguel cut himself off with a moan, obviously teetering on the edge of absolutely losing it while waiting for your response.

Then you spoke, "Of course you- ah! -can amor. You've been so good for me so far so, why wouldn't I allow you to?" And cum he did.

With a loud moan that made you wonder why he didn't star in porn, he came inside of you. The feeling and sensation of being filled up, caused you to follow through with your orgasm, throwing your head back and moaning loudly.

You gently rode out both of your highs on each other and once you both came down and could somewhat think, the loud snap of the silk bindings sounded in the bedroom, signaling that Miguel had broken them.

Immediately, his arms wrapped around your waist and pulled you down so both of your sweaty and tired bodies could connect and come closer. While doing this, he pulled out and let you lie on him as you both caught your breath.

And while you both were laying in silence with the moonlight enveloping the both of you, you and Miguel fell asleep holding each other close, without a care in the world.

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I hope you guys like it, this is not my first time writing smut, nor aggressive submissive characters, but it is my first time writing for Miguel.

[nineinchclaws]

🦇⠀ash williams & nsfw oral headcanons

fandom⠀evil dead

characters⠀ash williams (army of darkness)

warning(s)⠀sexually explicit content

tags⠀dom!ash, sub!reader, established relationship, gender neutral reader, female reader, male reader.

note(s)⠀since the last post was longer than expected, most of this is taken from that post! i was going to make a separate post for him receiving oral and this one would just be for giving, but if figured that one would be too short so this is combined! also these hc's heavily lean towards afab bodies because i'm going off of my own anatomy and preferences, but i did try to include amab, too. sorry about that :[

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*⠀gives oral like he's on a fucking mission.

*⠀like i said in the last post, he's always very teasing with what he does, just barely touching you and ghosting his fingers or his lips over your skin until you're begging.

*⠀he loves feeling your fingers in his hair. if you push or hold his head, or even pull at his hair, he'll get harder than he already was.

*⠀if you're standing while he's going down on you, he'll pin your hips against a wall while he does it.

*⠀he likes to make direct eye contact when he goes down on you. he'll look up at you through his eyelashes while he's sucking or eating you out, and he'll wink at you, too.

*⠀loves eating pussy and is very good at it. he knows multiple techniques and will use all of them on you, finding what works best for you while he quietly groans into your pussy.

*⠀he's also pretty good at sucking dick, too. he isn't as experienced with it as he is with eating pussy, but he'll go off of what he knows he likes and see if it works for you.

*⠀holds your legs open with a firm grip on your thighs. will either press his hands to your inner thighs, hold the underside of your thighs, or wrap his arms around them to keep your legs open.

*⠀when he says sit on his face, he means sit. again, he'll hook his arms around your thighs and hold you down onto his face.

*⠀he'll have you sit on his face for as long as possible. he doesn't care how hard he is or how many times you've come already - he'll keep going until you tell him to stop.

*⠀clench your thighs around his head, and he'll chuckle and drawl out, "careful, baby, you might crush my head. what a way to go, though..."

*⠀he teases you by slowly licking up your shaft or around your labia, kissing and dragging his tongue in circles around your tip/clit, sighing and breathing onto your sensitive skin while he mutters praises about how good you taste and that he can't get enough of you.

*⠀really likes to combine fingering and oral. he'll carefully and slowly press a finger inside you while he's licking at your clit or sucking on your cock, gradually picking up the pace and adding another finger or two.

*⠀he makes sure to swallow every drop of your cum. again, he makes direct eye contact with you while he licks it off of his lips, or sucks it off of his - or your - fingers when it gets on his chin.

*⠀as for receiving oral, he'd almost never say no to it. the only times he'll decline are when he's too tired, or the obvious one: he just isn't in the mood (a rare occurrence).

*⠀can never take his eyes off you when you go down on him. he'll stare down at you with fluttering eyelashes while his fingers are twisted in your hair, tucking your hair behind your ear, or just generally brushing it out of your face.

*⠀he'll thrust his hips, slowly at first but gradually picking up the pace. he's always careful not to go too fast, though, and he never wants to hurt you.

*⠀he isn't usually loud, but he never tries to suppress the noises he makes: he doesn't care who can hear him. the only time he does try to be quiet is when he really wants to listen to every sound that comes from you.

*⠀loves to watch you swallow his cum. when he has to wipe some of it up, he'll hold his fingers in front of your mouth, commanding you in a deep voice with just a few words,

*⠀"open." you do, your lips parting and the tip of your tongue just slightly poking out. he slowly pushes his finger into your mouth, and says, "now suck." again, you do, and he watches with darkened eyes.

*⠀"good," he cooes. "now swallow."

[springtrappd]

i do not know how to explain to you people that the reason vanny doesn't have any on-screen kills and continually gets shafted and defanged at every possible opportunity while ggy is allowed to brutally murder people and be, like, a thing at all is because of misogyny (excluding the censorship of the more modern games, ofc). like. i have to keep saying this over and over and over again because apparently it is not clicking but misogyny is not an active action, it is not a state of being, it is the foundation upon which society rests and you are thus an unwilling participant in it. remember how scrap baby was used in promo material for pizzasim and then barely does anything except get interrupted for henry's monologue? remember when tfc rewrote its protagonist into a damsel in distress who contributes literally nothing to the plot except to be a prop in the story of the men around her? when tfc (again) made circus baby a sex object? how the majority of female characters who show up in frights stories are simply love interests or accessories to the central male characters? how way too many girls who do end up being protagonists are punished for shit that happens to them, and suffer fates disproportionately worse? what was the original vehicle through which we learnt about vanessa?

and don't "um, actually" me, because the semantics here aren't important -- you're just derailing the conversation to fixate on details that don't matter, because my point is that the bigger picture is misogyny. and that is scary and awful and sucks shit! it does! but it's also just the way the world is, and that won't change if you keep putting your hackles up every time someone points it out. and that doesn't mean feeling guilty or punishing yourself for it. don't do that -- it doesn't do anything except centre the conversation around you and your individual feelings, which is not only a bad way to engage with politics but makes people feel bad for talking about it at all. to say "this is rooted in misogyny" is not a moral judgement, nor is it a failing on you for whatever reason; it, like misogyny, simply *is*. you do not blame the garden for growing weeds, you blame the gardener -- and to remove the infestation you must acknowledge it exists in the first place.

[noveratus]

I will be honest, I only have one hope for Hazbin Hotel, one thing I am begging them for and if they do, I will be the happiest person alive even if the whole thing ends up being shit, and that is to make Vaggie a genuinely complex and interesting character.

It is nothing new that A23 tends to have a certain reputation when it comes to female characters, that being that they are either shallow, vilified or get shafted for the sake of other characters, and while I see where people are coming from, I also think that it makes sense that Helluva Boss doesn't focus on its female characters. Helluva Boss is a show about Blitzø first and foremost and Moxie and Millie are mostly just there to act as Blitzø's want. He wants to have a relationship like what they have, even if the rest of Hell finds it to be appalling, but he isn't willing to work for it in the same way that Moxie is, for example. Moxie is a flawed character, there is no denying that, but he always comes around, realizes his mistakes and apologizes for it, while Millie is probably the only stable person in all of hell. She needs to be that pillar that holds not just Moxie and their relationship together. With that in mind, while I do wish Millie would have more development and we at least got to hear from her what she feels like being the one responsible for holding this ship together, I understand why she has not been the main focus. Loona and Octavia are both on the same ship where they are the 'child' characters. They represent the respective best part of their fathers, and while they have their little character arcs, they are mostly there to humamize Stolas and Blitzø. Then there is Stella who is just a bitch, and honestly, good for her. Sometimes it is fun to have characters who are just petty villains, and if there is one place where that works, that is hell.

My main point is, Helluva Boss is, at its core, a show about a relationship between two male characters, so it makes sense why they would get the most screen time, which unfortunately means other characters get shafted.

And then we have Hazbin Hotel, a show where the main character is supposed to be a female lead, Charlie and so far we are four episodes in and the show has been about literally everyone in the hotel other than her. In fact, I would argue that Charlie has been the main antagonist of the show so far since in almost every episode it is her going cartoonishly 'nice' to try and help other characters that leads to the main conflicts/problems, which it sucks since this feels like such a departure from the original pilot where Charlie was an awkward, but well meaning person trying to make the best out of a terrible situation. Now, she just feels like new sponge bob essentially, where she is just annoying everyone with her kindness. When all that the audience is getting from your main character is annoyance, you have a bit of a problem.

And then we have Vaggie and out of all of the characters, Vaggie is a very interesting one. In the original pilot, Vaggie is treated as a punching bag for the majority of it or as a minor source of conflict for Charlie, however, in the show, she has been treated with a lot more nuance so far. Sure, she is still bickering with Angel Dust and she despise Alastor, but you can feel that there is a sense of respect between them, particularly between Alastor and Vaggie. Not only that, but the fact that she seems to be coming from a militaristic background and seems to be the actual voice of reason, albeit a skeptical one makes her the most interesting character to me. I know that Vivzy and A23 can write good, compelling male queer characters, I have seen them do it in Helluva Boss and I will be frank, I still think all the characters and concept in that show are so much better than anything Hazbin has produced, so I don't need another show focusing on male struggles. All that I want to see is one well written queer female character. That is the one thing Helluva Boss has not done that Hazbin Hotel can do better. Make Vaggie an exterminator angel who decided to stay in hell, or a fallen angel or literally anything as long as you make it interesting. Please, make her more than just Charlie's girlfriend, make her an actual character. That is all that I am asking.