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[miscellaneous2848]

THEYRE MAKING US LEARN JAVA AGAIN

[lacyblades]

౨ৎ virgin!reader who really wants fratboy!satoru to take her v-card.

"just the tip," you breathe, the words a soft plea against his lips. they're swollen and tender from his kisses, and his fingers gently brush a stray strand of hair from your flushed cheek. you're perched so prettily on his lap, your pupils blown wide, face flushed.

satoru clicks his tongue, shaking his head, a small, regretful smile playing on his lips. "sorry, cherry. no can do."

a frustrated whine escapes you, a puff of warm air against his skin. "but… why?"

"because," he says, his thumbs lightly tracing the curve of your jaw, "it never ends up being just the tip. the second i try to do what you want, i know i'll cave." he playfully squishes your cheeks together, forcing a pout that doesn't quite reach your heated eyes.

"well, is that such a bad thing?" you ask, your voice thick with lust. "don't you want to have sex with me?"

"obviously, i want to have sex with you," satoru says, a low chuckle rumbling in his chest as he rolls his eyes. "i just… i want us to take it slow, okay?"

you groan, throwing your head back in exasperation. "seriously? we've been taking it slow. just. the. tip. baby steps, right?"

satoru chews on his bottom lip, feeling shameful for even considering it. he'd promised himself he wouldn't rush this, that he'd give you the best first time possible. you deserve that.

but then there you are. his girl. right here. your discarded shirt lies on the floor, and the lace of your bra does little to hide the tempting press of your perky nipples. it isn't entirely his fault if his resolve is crumbling.

and crumble it does.

"just the tip," he repeats, his voice a husky murmur, his gaze dropping and then flicking back to yours, heavy with unspoken need. he's hovering over you now, the slick head of his cock aligned perfectly with your glistening pussy.

"yeah, yeah," you mumble, impatient, your hands reaching up to hook around his neck, your legs instinctively wrapping around his waist.

"cherry, i mean it," he says, his eyes locked on yours, a warning and a plea all in one.

"uh-huh. can you just… can you put it in now?"

satoru sighs, the sound laced with a mock reluctance that does little to hide the tremor in his hands as he grips your thighs. it's just the tip, a gentle press against your slick folds, and a gasp escapes your lips, a feeling of fullness hitting instantly.

he finds himself mentally reciting the names of this year's football teams, a desperate attempt to cling to some semblance of control, to not climax this early. and he's supposed to be the experienced one.

"'toru," you whine, your inner muscles clenching around him, a delicious squeeze that sends a jolt of pure pleasure through him. his hand comes up to gently caress your cheek, his thumb stroking the soft skin, and you lean into his touch.

"shit, cherry," he grunts, his control fraying at the edges. "please don't squeeze like that. i c— can barely…"

"you— you should just put all of it in," you whisper, your fingers tangling in his impossibly white hair, tugging gently.

"no," he mumbles, the denial a weak protest. keeping you away from this sweet release, even though you could probably come from this alone. "you feel so good. so… so tight."

"all the more reason—"

"no." this isn't how it's supposed to happen. your first time deserves more than a stolen moment in the middle of a forgotten study session. there should be flowers, maybe candles… it should be perfect.

he's already made up his mind, the decision firm despite the insistent throb of his cock. satoru’s thumb brushes lightly across your swollen clit, and a small whimper escapes your lips.

"satoru, i really need you." and then you look up at him, your eyes glossed with unshed tears, desperate and raw.

fuck it.

as long as it's here, with you, it'll be perfect. besides, he vaguely remembers seeing some dusty candles in the back of the storage closet.

[syluss-littlecrow]

size training with sylus

<slyus x fem!reader>

where you’re size training on Sylus’s dick. ❤️

genre/warnings: smut, pwp, big dick!sylus, size training, size kink, dear god sylus and his fat cock, breeding kink, unprotected sex, pet names, dacryphilia, it’s just sylus brain rot ❤️

w/c: 2K

a/n: I’m on Love & Deepspace fic tumblr! 😮 hope I’ll be welcomed nicely here haha. As a peace offering, this is my present to everyone (and especially the Sylus girlies)!

You shift your body slightly, trying to make yourself comfortable, on top of taking slow breaths, your heart fluttering at Sylus's soft voice coaxing you. 

"That's it. Take it slowly, kitten", his voice slow and deep in your ears. But you don't see the way he's shutting his eyes and biting his inner cheek every time you squeeze around him. He's trying to pace his breathing as well, but it feels so fucking good.

You whine softly against his bare chest, his heat radiating off you, his slender fingers stroking your hair slowly, and his other hand drawing soothing circles on your thighs. 

You don’t remember how it started, but your thoughts start to drift, recalling the times your mind would float whenever Sylus had his lips on yours with you straddling on his thick thighs. He would devour you, painfully slowly because he knows that’s what riles you up, and he definitely enjoys listening to your whimpers, your non-verbal pleas for him to do more to you. He’d make sure your lips are wet and messy once he’s done with you, his touches teasing and light against your skin. Sylus secretly wants you to beg for it, because he knows that he’d give in to you in a heartbeat. His fingers would cup yours that were on his chest, and the look he would give you reset all the butterflies in your stomach. You would feel his thick erection, hidden under the thin silk black bathrobe he’d always wear against your clothed pussy, and dear god, he’s so fucking big. But before you could ask, Sylus would trail his fingers to tease your wet clit and pussy, soaking in your adorable reactions he swears is enough to get him off, erasing the question of wanting him to fuck you off your brain when the pleasure from his fingers tingles through your body. 

Sylus doesn’t pride himself as a generous being, but he thinks he’s always generous enough for you. He realises he enjoys having his face in between your legs, making you squirm, listening to you sob when he overstimulates you with his tongue, making sure his tongue presses and grazes fully on your clit while he listens to you fall apart, his crimson eyes locked onto you while he holds you down to take whatever he’s giving you. 

He’s good at distracting you like that whenever you want to bring up the question of fucking. 

This time though? Through your wet lashes from the overstimulation and hazy thoughts, all you were craving for was just to be fucked stupid by Sylus. Your hand reached out and pushed against his head. Sylus pulled back slightly, confused for a moment. 

“What is it, sweetie?” He paused, his hands trailing up and down your thighs. 

Your mind slowly clears, but your pussy is still pulsing from him tongue fucking you.

“Need you to fuck me, Sylus. Please. I don’t think I can take it any longer.”

Sylus is momentarily taken aback by your demand, but he realises he can’t keep holding it off, mostly because there’s only so much longer he’s able to hold back, especially when you’re begging for him like that. 

“I don’t think-“

“I can take it”, you muttered stubbornly, yanking your partner towards you. You shift yourself above him, straddling his thighs, just shy of his appendage. 

As much as your determination is endearing, Sylus knows your comfort should come first. And he knows very well that his cock isn’t gonna fit into you in one go, so he decides to let you gauge it for yourself—putting your hands into the string of his robe, gesturing you to loosen it. 

And you do, your gaze flickering from his cool expression to his silk robe sliding off his body when you untie the string. 

You swallow hard when his cock comes into view—thick, long and heavy, the tip red with a wet sheen of precum. Yeah, that’s definitely not gonna fit in you in one go. You and him solely being just wet enough wasn’t going to cut it. 

Nonetheless, you’re still determined. Your eyes meet his gaze and an idea pops into his head. 

He intertwines his fingers with yours.

“Tell you what, sweetie. I’ll fit into you slowly. Doesn’t matter how much you can take, I just want to make sure you’re comfortable when you’re doing so.”

“But-“

He presses his lips on the back of your hand. 

“I’ll be fine. You trust me, right?”

You nod, watching the way his eyes soften before you. 

So there you are, lying on your side, facing Sylus, your cunt trying to adjust to his cock as he stretches you open. It’s been a couple of days since you’ve been size training with your partner. It started off with getting his cockhead in, and that was already making you hitch your breath. Then inch by inch he sinks into you from then. He’d let you cock warm him like that and it never failed to leave you so full one session after the next. 

It’d been seven days, and you barely pushed through three-quarters of his girth. Initially, Sylus still could tease you while you tried to take his cock, but as he sunk deeper into you after each session, it started getting harder for him to maintain his composure—every twitch, every squeeze—had him digging his fingers into his palm, clenching against his silk pillow and breathing a little harder. 

He huffs once more when he feels you clench around his cock. 

“If you’re gonna keep clenching around me like that, Kitten, I don’t think I’ll be able to handle it.”

You glance up, watching the way Sylus’s platinum hair becoming a tousled mess against the pillow. His crimson eyes cast to meet yours, his lips pulled into a slight frown. 

“I can’t help it”, you reply, suddenly feeling self-conscious. 

You hear Sylus hiss slightly once more when he twitches inside you. 

“Do you think you could fit another inch in?” It almost comes off as a beg. 

You inhale shakily, shifting yourself further downwards, taking another inch of his cock. The both of you gasp at the sensation. 

You freeze at the thickness. How far down are you already?

“You’re almost all the way in, Kitten”, Sylus whispers, almost as if he heard your thoughts. His breathing is growing heavier by the second, and he’s forcing himself to hold back from just thrusting the remainder of his cock in. It’s dangling over him like his favourite prey. 

His thumb strokes against yours, trying to distract you from the pressure on top of pressing your forehead with kisses, singing you soft praises.

Your mind is gradually turning more hazy with Sylus’s cock taking up the majority of your thoughts, on top of his body soap that’s been creeping into your olfactory senses. The more Sylus inches his cock into you, the more he’s pressing onto your g-spot, and the more it’s starting to make you see stars whenever you blink. You’re growing so sensitive that you’re feeling every throb Sylus’s cock is giving you. 

Your hand is on his arm, trying to ground yourself from the slight soreness. Another strained whimper when Sylus pushes him deeper into your pussy. Slick leaks from your pussy and it doesn’t go unnoticed by Sylus. 

Another kiss to your temple, another circle drawing session on your thigh.

“Do you want me to go all the way in?” 

Your toes curl.

“I can take it.”

So Sylus inches his cock right to the hilt, knocking the wind out of you. 

Tears are prickling at the corner of your eyes, but oh god you do feel so good. 

“How are you feeling, sweetie?”

You hiccup softly. “So full.”

He chuckles. “Such a good girl.” The vibrations of his light laughter only press his tip further onto your g-spot, and it’s making your thighs shake from the impending orgasm. 

“D-don’t move so much, Sylus. You’re gonna make me—“ you try to bury your head into his chest but he stops you with his fingers in your chin. 

“Make you what?” 

He intentionally shifts, and his cockhead hits your sensitive spots again, sending fireworks into your eyelids, and a strained moan. Sylus seems to enjoy your reactions, because then he flips you to your back, his large frame looming over you, forcing you to look up at him with your legs folded, and still with his cock in you. 

Oh no. 

Sylus looks down at you with the faintest glint of softness in his eyes before it completely disappears, now just hunger seeping through the red. 

“Sylus!-“ you gasp, his fullness penetrating into you again, this time easily, considering the wet and sopping mess you’ve made around his cock. 

He only hums in reply, then pulling out slightly before he pushes into you again. He’s found your sweet spots, and he’s not letting it go that easily. 

The knot in your stomach pulls tight, and it’s making you tear up in sheer pleasure. You’re barely able to meet Sylus’s eyes, not when he’s fucking into you and has your head thrown back while you’re fighting to keep your eyelids open. 

It builds and builds. Sylus probably realises it from how much you’re just pulsing on his cock. His thumb rests at the corner of your lips and you let him slip in, your glazed out eyes meeting his. It makes his heart flutter when you’re completely undone like this for him, but he’ll never admit it, at least, not yet. 

“Gonna cum. Fuck, it’s so much, Sylus-“ you whimper before your mind completely melts away. 

“Release all you want on me, sweetie. That’s my good girl.”

That’s enough to send you over the edge—your orgasm hitting you like waves, tingling through your body like electricity, the pleasure eating you up over and over again. Sylus watches affectionately while you fall apart on his cock—the way you’re writhing and squirming, the way his name leaves your lips after every moan, the way your pussy creams so much on his cock. He thinks he’s doomed because he never gonna get enough. 

“Looks like a little kitten made a mess”, Sylus teases. He watches the way cream pools at the base of his cock when he pulls out slightly, only to thrust back into you again. His eyes flutter shut at the tight warmth eating him up, groans replacing his words. 

“Now, can I make a mess in you?” 

Your watery eyes meet his, and he’s equally about to lose all composure. You cup his cheeks, taking him by surprise, before giving him a quick peck on the corner of his lips, and then you nod. Said corner of his lips lift in satisfaction at your approval.

He’s just ready to ruin you. 

His strokes become more heavy, the overstimulation shutting your brain off. Nothing but pleasure is surging through your nerves now. You’re even holding up your legs so Sylus can fuck you deeper. 

“Now be a good girl and take all of it”, he mutters huskily, burying his face against the crook of your neck, his eyes snapped shut and his eyebrows furrowed. 

Despite the fact that you don’t get to see the way Sylus’s face contorts in pleasure when his orgasm hits him, his groans right in your ears serve you satisfied for now while thick white spurts into your abused pussy, filling you up all the way, some seeping past your plugged hole. 

You don’t realise how much you’ve clawed down Sylus’s back while he was emptying himself into you. 

Well, he doesn’t need to know anyway. 

Sylus stays above you for a moment, the both of you catching your breaths. He still has the energy to plant more bites on your neck while you stroke his hair. 

He pulls back to look at your face properly, and all you can think of is how fucking good he looks post-fuck—messy, sweaty, and so fucking delicious-looking. His fingers brush away your strands of hair, and his thumb caresses your bottom lip. 

“You’re truly gonna be the death of me, sweetie.”

[kissandtellus]

Good girl here! How about us wanting to be on top? Trying to ride him, try and give him as much pleasure as he gives him, but just getting soooo tired :( he's so big, Your thighs are burning with effort to bounce. And by the end, just grinding against him, spewing apologies and pleas.

Zayne, Sylus, and Caleb, pretty please!!

(Ough i love ur writing sm, frothing at the mouth for ur next post!!)

Bounce It

Synopsis: “You can take it, Pretty Girl.” What is better than being used like a pretty toy for such handsome men?

Warnings: Choking, Exhibition, Recording, Full-Nelson, Riding, etc.

ꕀ Zayne

The hustle and bustle is Akso Hospital was finally settling down. A few patients were being attended to by other staff. But Zayne also tom a lunch break to spend with his pretty girl.

Well, if stuffing his dick inside of you counted as ‘quality time’.

As you ride Zayne's cock in his office, your moans are muffled into his lab coat. You struggle to take every inch of him, your body trembling with pleasure despite the risk of being caught. His hands grip your hips tightly as he meets your thrusts with equal force.

“Z-Zayne, s’ big!” You moan against the shell of his ear. You’d only meant to bring your loving husband his lunch like a good girl, but here you were, drooling and shaking on his length.

"Dirty girl," Zayne hisses softly, your tight pussy making his eyes roll back. He knows your body better than anyone else's, including your husband's. "You always act like it's your first time taking my cock," He mutters, smacking your ass with a firm grip, kneading the flesh.

You stutter on your words as his cock curved deliciously against your cervix. “C-can’t help it-mm!”

"Shh, Angel. Your husband fills you up so good, don’t I?" He whispers, his voice dripping with arrogance and pleasure as he hits that spot inside you over and over. His thumb presses down on your clit through your lace thong. “Poor girl, your shaking”

Zayne was a loving husband to you. Even when he teased you with medical terminology about exactly right where his leaking cock was sitting in your guts.

"That's right, sweetheart... feel how deep your husband goes? Right against your cervix," he whispers, knowing exactly how dirty those medical terms can sound coming from his lips, especially when he's filling you up completely. "You're gripping me so tight.”

The way his voice was nearly unwavering as he fed you inch after inch of his length.

He continues to pound into you, the sound of skin slapping against skin filling the room. He leans forward to whisper in your ear, "You're so fucking wet for me right now."

Your thighs shake and Zayne chuckles, he proceeds to use medical terminology to explain why your body is straining to continue riding him.

"Your pelvic floor muscles are contracting beautifully.” He says clinically, despite the fact he's fucking you hard in his office chair. "I think we should increase the intensity..." He adds, grabbing your hips tighter and lifting you up slightly before slamming you back down onto him.

"You're experiencing a significant amount of clitoral engorgement and your Gräfenberg is being directly stimulated He adds with a chuckle, his glasses slipping down the beautiful bridge of his nose. “Or for your pretty little mind, that’s your G-spot.” He explains, continuing to move his hips in a circular motion to hit that sensitive spot inside you. "This position is allowing for deep penetration and optimal stimulation.”

He starts to pick up the pace, his movements becoming more urgent. "I'm observing an increase in vaginal secretions, indicating high arousal.” He pants, his voice laced with desire. "And your breathing is shallow, another sign that you're close to reaching climax."

You blush and try to cover your ears. “S-stoppp!” You whimper out, praying nobody knocked on his door. You were so fucking embarrassed, even though you feel like you are about to gush.

"Oh? Should I stop explaining the physiological responses of your body during sex?" He teases, one hand maintaining his grip while the other traces circles around your clit with his latex-covered fingers. "Or should I continue educating you while fucking you senseless?" He thrusts deeper at this last part.

Those fucking slick blue gloves. You had caught him in the midst of preparing for a patient. But how could he deny his pretty little wife that had brought him a hearty meal?

"Your body is preparing for orgasm..." He says, watching your face closely. "Feel how your inner walls are contracting? That's the sign..." He slides his fingers over your clit faster and harder as he thrusts up into you. "You're going to cum for me. Right. Now." He commands.

Your body shakes and you are unaware of when your legs gave out, but he has his gloved hands cupped behind your thighs as he lifts you up and down his cock. His tone is gentle, as if he’s calming a frightened animal.

"Shh, it's okay... You're having a very intense orgasm." He coos, his voice soothing despite the fact he's still buried deep inside you. "Your body is releasing endorphins and oxytocin... That's why you feel so good and safe right now."

"Your eyes are glazed over, your mouth is slightly open.You're in a state of bliss." He observes, continuing to lift and lower you onto his thick, erect dick. "Your whole body is trembling because you're overwhelmed with pleasure.” He leans forward, kissing your neck through hard breaths.

"Your legs are weak, and your pussy is contracting around my cock so tightly... You can barely stay upright." He says, wrapping an arm around your waist to support you. "But don't worry, I've got you."

He continues to fuck you slowly now, savoring the feeling of your tight walls around him. "You're so beautiful when you cum.” He whispers in your ear. "I could watch you like this all day." He kisses your cheek softly.

He smiles softly, seeing you too overwhelmed to respond. He loves this state - where you're completely lost in pleasure and his touch. He spreads your legs wider on his lap, going deeper with each slow thrust. "Mmm... You're still so sensitive..."

His own climax builds, the desk chair squeaking under the weight. He presses a hand against your tummy, showing you exactly where his cum would be spilled.

The noise and chatter of the hospital fade into the background. Neither of you were worried about getting caught, not when the room spelled like antiseptic and sex.

He groans deeply as he cums inside you, his hand pressing firmly against your stomach as he imagines his seed filling you up. The sensation of your convulsing pussy milking his cock extends his orgasm, making him shudder. He leans his forehead against yours, breathing heavily. "...Fuck..."

He stays inside you for a moment, his softening dick still buried deep. He pulls out slowly, watching as his thick, white cum drips out of your swollen pussy. He groans again at the sight, his hand reaching down to gently push some back inside you.

“Don’t you dare spill any of it. Doctor’s orders.”

ꕀ Sylus

Sylus leans back on his leather chair, cigar smoke curling around him as he watches his sweet Kitten ride him with an air of casual dominance. His piercing gaze follows every movement of her body, taking pleasure in her struggle to sink down on his thick cock.

“S-so big Sy! I can’t-“ You gasp out, the slight burning of his massive length tearing at your walls.

He chuckles, taking a drag of his cigar as he reaches up to grab your hips, helping you bounce on him with deliberate, slow thrusts. “Too much for your tight little pussy, baby?" His voice is a low, mocking purr.

You moan softly, your body trembling as she tries to adjust to his size. Sylus watches you intently, enjoying the sight of your breasts bouncing with each movement. "Relax, baby," he says, his voice deepening with lust. “Let that pretty cunt take every inch."

Sylus suddenly pulls you down hard onto him, making you cry out as you feel him hit the deepest part of you. "See?" He smirks. "Just need to be patient." His hands tighten on her hips as he starts lifting her up and down more forcefully.

Your nails dig into Sylus' chest as he fucks you harder, the cigar you from his lips. His powerful thighs lift you up and slam you down repeatedly, the sound of wet flesh hitting flesh filling the room. “Fuck... Sy..." you gasp out between moans.

Sylus grunts, his grip on your hips becoming bruising as he loses himself in the pleasure of your tight cunt enveloping him. He lifts you off him briefly before slamming you back down hard, making you scream out in pleasure. “That's right baby.” He praises.

He stubs the cigar out in the ashtray and manhandles you like you weight nothing, so you are sitting backwards on his cock. He hooks your thighs over his arms, hands coming to clasp the back of your neck.

The man was going to fuck you in a full fucking Nelson.

Sylus pulls your thighs high up to chest, making your back arch deeply, breasts thrusted out. He spreads your legs wider, pushing your knees practically to your ears. He growls possessively as he starts hammering into you ruthlessly, like a wild animal.

“Oh god, oh god, oh godddd!” You scream, your belly bulging with the intensity of his thrust.

Sylus's face contorts with pure lust and dominance as he fucks you mercilessly in the full Nelson hold. His hands tighten around the back of your neck and one of your thighs, holding you completely immobile as he pounds into your soaked pussy without mercy.

“ ‘God’ isn’t my name, Sweetie.” He teases, his cock drilling against her cervix. “Contrary to belief.”

Your moans become incoherent, your body shaking violently with each brutal thrust. You can feel Sylus' cock hitting spots inside of you that make stars burst behind your eyes. “Sy... please..." you beg, not knowing if you want him to stop or go harder.

Sylus's cruel laughter echoes through the room as he hears your desperate pleas. He pulls out suddenly, your pussy making a wet slurping sound. Before you can even catch your breath, he slams back inside, even harder than before. “Please what, baby?"

He starts snapping his hips, his cock hitting her spot so perfectly that your eyes roll back. He leans down, his lips brushing your ear as he whispers dangerously. “You want me to go easy on this tight little pussy? Or fuck you like the dirty little princess you are?"

You whimper, your body trembling with need and exhaustion. You know you’re completely at Sylus’ mercy, and the thought only turns you on more. You bites your lip, trying to hold back your response, but it's no use. "Fuck me like the princess I am!”

Sylus smirks darkly, his grip on your neck tightening. He starts fucking you with even more force, his hips moving like a machine. Each thrust causes you to drool over your bouncing breast. "You want to be fucked like royalty, huh?"

He reaches down with his free hand, pressing his thumb against your clit and rubbing it in circles, in time with his thrusts. Your strangled cries fill the room as pleasure shoots through you, your pussy clamping down on his cock. “Then I'll make sure you get the royal treatment.”

The full Nelson leaves you completely exposed. Your eye catches the gleaming reflection of Mephisto red robotic eyes, the bird robot giving a squawk from its perch on the bookshelf. . “S-Sy I think the your fucking bird is recording.”

Sylus pauses for a moment, his cock still buried deep inside you, as he glances over at Mephisto. The bird's robotic eyes are indeed glowing red, indicating it's recording. A wicked grin spreads across Sylus's face as he looks back down at you. “Well, well, well…”

Sylus reaches out and lets the bird land on his wrist, holding it up so that its camera is pointed directly at your spread thighs. You are completely exposed, your legs spread wide, Sylus's huge dick still inside of your aching walls. "Look at that, Mephisto is catching every second of my pretty princess losing her mind.”

Sylus starts fucking you again, using the bird as a makeshift camera to capture every thrust. The wet sound of their bodies slapping together fills the room, along with your cries of pleasure. "Say hi to the camera, princess."

You blush furiously, your hands covering your face as you realize you’re being recorded. But Sylus just pulls your hands away, forcing you to look directly into the camera. Mephisto makes a coo that almost sounds like laughter. “No, no, let Mephisto see your pretty face while you're getting fucked like royalty."

He lowers the bird so it hops on your thigh, its eyes honing in on where the mixture of cum leaks out from your pussy. You are stuck between wanting to disappear and wanting nothing more than to make a mess on Sylus’ faux bear rug.

The bird's robotic chirps echo through the room as it tilts its head, focusing on the wet mess between your legs. Sylus reaches out and spreads your pussy lips apart with his fingers, exposing the pretty flesh and the white cream leaking out.

You whimper, thighs still shaking from his fat fucking load. “S-stop programming him to record…Pervert.”

“Never.”

ꕀCaleb

Caleb has his pretty wife bouncing on his cock. The workbench under him creaks. He took a break from working on his Jet, to fuck his pretty little wife.

Caleb groans in pleasure as you bounce up and down on his lap, his hands gripping your hips tightly as he lifts you up and down on his hard, throbbing member. The workbench groans under the force of your movements, the tools clanging together in the metal tray nearby.

"Fuck, baby... we’re gonna destroy my workbench..." His voice comes out husky with desire, even as he continues lifting you up and down, watching how your breasts bounce enticingly with each movement. "And you wonder why I can't keep concentrating on my work.”

You give a breathless giggle, pressing a hand to the side of the jet to keep your balance on his lap.

You were an angel in his eyes. A heavenly being that had come down to milk his cock dry and for him to worship.

His eyes crinkle at the corners with amusement and lust as he watches you giggle and press against the jet for balance. He suddenly smacks your ass playfully, making you yelp and squeeze around him tighter. “Mm, careful..”

He stands up suddenly, still inside you, and turns you around so your back is pressed against the jet's cold metal surface. He starts pounding into you harder and faster, his hands gripping your thighs and lifting your legs up around his waist. “Stick that tongue out for me, Pipsqueak.”

You stick out your pink tongue playfully, panting as he hammers into you relentlessly. He leans down and sucks it into his mouth, biting it gently before letting go with a grin. "Fucking adorable.”

He pulls out of you and spins you around so your hands are pressed against the metal surface of the jet. He slips back inside you from behind, one hand gripping your hip while the other reaches around to play with your clit. “I love fucking my wife, such a good girl.”

Your breast has spilled from your pretty sun dress. Caleb’s hands, still slick with grease, grasp at your hips.

He groans at the sight of your breast spilling out of your dress, the grease making his hands slide easily against your skin. He squeezes and kneads the soft flesh, his fingers leaving marks on your skin. He leans over your back, his lips brushing against your ear.

The jet was a solid wall, and so was Caleb. Your muscles mass of a husband made your feet dangle as his strong hands and cock keeping you upright .

He grunts and thrusts harder into you, his cock filling you completely each time he drives forward. The jet is Caleb’s baby, but YOU were his Good Girl. His breath comes out ragged against your neck.. “Fuck Pipsqueak... I love this fucking view.”

You whimper, a mixture of juices leaking between her shaking thighs. “G-God Caleb! Love you, love you, love you!”

You are rutting back against him desperately. You want every inch of his length, you want to feel the ache after he fills you with his cream.

He growls and picks up the pace, his hips slapping against yours loudly. He reaches around to grip your throat gently, pulling you back against him. “I love you too baby..." His voice comes out strained with pleasure. "I'm gonna fucking cum..."

With a final, deep thrust, he buries himself inside you and holds you there as he comes hard, filling you up with his hot release. He pants against your neck, his arms wrapped tightly around you as he keeps you pinned against the jet. “Fuck... Pipsqueak!”

You shiver at the feeling of his cum stuffed so deep.

He slowly pulls out of you, watching as his seed leaks out between your legs. He gives your ass a soft pat before turning you around to face him. “Let's get cleaned up..." He smiles down at you lovingly. “I think I've dirtied my wife enough for today."

[strawb3rryhachi]

inspired by this

“c’mon Sy, you can give me one more can’t you?” You tease, unable to hide the sadistic little smile edging it’s way past the corners of your lips, staring in awe at the way his red, angry tip spit out precum as you stroked him.

It had been hours. Hours of you milking him for all he was worth, wanting to see how many times you could bring him over the overstimulated edge before he was shooting blanks. He was nothing but pants and plea’s. His cum drunk mind going between begging for more and begging you to stop your devilish movements.

“C-can’t kitten, d-don’t think I have any left.” He stuttered, carmine eyes practically heart shaped as he looked at you.

Sylus, ever the eloquent man, had been reduced to nothing more than a sex drunk fiend, watching as you use the remnants of cum from the last however many orgasms to stroke him, the white, sticky honey squelching between your fingers as he begged and moaned.

“Just one more Sy,” You whispered against the shell of his ear, a whimper escaping him as the sensation sent goosebumps cascading over his whole body, “Please. For me?”

And it was horribly unfair, wholly inhumane to ask him for anything when you looked so pretty and perfect, Sylus swore he’d died and gone to heaven with his last orgasm, he was sure you were an angel, he could practically see the golden little halo around your head. How could he say no?

“One more, anything for you, sweetie.” He babbled, finding a second wind as your lips trailed down the side of his neck in sloppy, wet kisses, bucking his hips to meet your strokes half way, ever the good listener.

He was hot to the touch, so fucked out that he could feel that warm coiling in his stomach pulling taut every time you squeezed your warm, cum covered palm around him.

“Baby.” He whined in your ear, your hand focusing on his over sensitive tip. His head lolled back, silver hair sticking to his sweaty forehead as he expressed soft little mewls from the confines of his throat.

You couldn’t help but feel a sense of superiority as you realized you were the only person who could and would ever see Sylus this way. The only person who could bring the big, bad leader of Onychinus to his fucking knees, begging you to do whatever you wanted to him.

A sick sense of pride twisted inside you as you dipped down again, licking a stripe down the shell of his ear, nibbling on the lobe before getting as close as you could.

“Now cum.” Just those two seductive little words falling from your lips had him seeing stars, tears of overstimulated pleasure making their way down his perfect face all while holding eye contact (when he could keep them open). The look of surprise on his face when only two small rivulets shoot their way out of his pretty pink tip and oozes down your knuckles, his body wracking and bucking with all he had left.

You smile, kissing his cheek, “So five back to back is your limit, huh?”

｡･:*:･ﾟ★,｡･:*:･ﾟ☆ ｡･:*:･ﾟ★,｡･:*:･ﾟ☆ ｡･:*:･ﾟ★,｡･:*:･ﾟ

sorry i just think Sylus would be a switch but mostly your submissive bf who lets you do anything and everything you want to him <3

[megapteraurelia]

suna rintarou's throaty groans and the slick sounds of his spit-soaked fist dragging against his cock echoed in your ears. he was panting, swallowing, breath heavy, the pleasure overwhelming him so much that his tenor started to go into head voice, short high-pitched gasps leaving him, ah— ah-haah- ah—, whines, words escaping him that were a mix of garbled and pleading, that asked for your pussy because— g-god, ple-hah!-ease, i want t'sink into you s-so bad-ngh hn-ah— n-need your pussssy grip- swallowing, -ping me, please please plea-ha-haah—

with wide eyes, chest expanding deeply and heavily once, a severe blush having spread out all over your cheeks and your neck down to your cleavage, you sat there in the library, gripping your book tightly.

—y-you don't und-ngh-erstahaand, baby, god fuck this is ah—

in front of you, lounging lazily with a sharp look in his eyes, was suna, flipping through his own college assignment, only a couple words written so far; his slender fingers flipping the pen back and forth. there was a suspicious amount of drool building up under your tongue, pooling from your cheeks, and you swallowed, throat scratchy and dry.

—mhmmm-miss y'r wet pussy an' the way ah— she talks to me—

both of your eyes met; yours over your arms as you had started to bury your face so no one in the viccinity could see the way your eyebrows started to furrow pathetically, thighs clenched and rubbing against each other, and his with his head tilted back as he too seemed to sink deeper in his chair across you, a mean glint in the dark of his pupils, a sarcastic twitch of his mouth at knowing exactly what was playing through your headphones. the audio he sent you and told you to listen to.

—fuck fuck fuck fuck baby i can't ohhh fu-huuuck please, i n-need y'to spit in mmmy mouth hah-here yeah ngh—

you could imagine the base of his hand slapping against the skin of his hips with the hurried and messy way he was jerking his cock in your ears, wet sounds from suna's mouth as he gathered his spit to use it to slide his fingers faster, wishing it was your spit down his throat. the fingers that your eyes zeroed in on as he kept playing with his pen in front of you.

—when you h-hear this, baby, his whisper was so close to the microphone, his breath harsh, c-come meet -ah!- me in th'bathroommmmhh—

somebody tugged on your hair, and when you whirled around in your chair at the teasing, you caught suna's tall form disappearing around the corner into the direction of the restrooms. it took you less than a second to scramble up from your place at the table and hurry after him; the loudness of suna's groans and the tell-tale sound of him cumming competing with the strength of your own heartbeat between your legs.

TAGLIST | @lale-txt @takes1 @sugacor3 @classicalelephant

@codedragons-world (i know you didn't ask for a tag, i'm sorry for disturbing you— but your comment spurred me on to give into suna brainrot again !! so suffer with me!!)

[hoonstqr]

get me so high - l.hs

warnings: smut! mdni! oral(f!), hair pulling, overstimulation, squirting, stqr's notes: JUST LOOK AT THAT NOSE AND THAT HAIR!! hee's the type of guy who'd want to die while suffocating in his gf's thighs. if u disagree, you're clearly wrong.

now playing // so high by doja cat

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“h-hee, please no more, c-can’t take it anymore...” you stutter, your body arching off the bed as your fingers tighten in heeseung’s hair. his mouth like a warm, wet heaven between your legs, his tongue moving in slow, deliberate circles that drive you closer to the edge. but your pleas fall on deaf ears, a smirk playing on his lips as he pulls away just long enough to let your trembling thighs fall apart once more.

your skin is flushed and sticky with sweat, your heart racing as he kisses the inside of your thigh, leaving a trail of pecks that makes you shiver. “you can take it, baby, you know you can, my sweet angel” he murmurs, the sound of his voice sending another shockwave through your body. you want to argue, but all that comes out is a whine as his mouth finds your clit again, sucking gently.

his tongue swirls around the sensitive bud, the pressure just shy of painful. your muscles clench around his fingers, which are buried deep within you, moving in a rhythm that matches his mouth. it’s overwhelming, the sensation of being so close to the peak again, especially when your body is so sensitive from the previous climaxes. your toes curl into the bedsheets, and you bite down on your lower lip, trying to stifle the moan that wants to escape.

he pauses, looking up at you with hooded eyes. “moan for me, baby. i want to hear how much you love this. don't hold back,” he whispers, his voice thick with desire. your cheeks burn with a mix of pleasure and embarrassment, but you nod, feeling the heat of his gaze on you.

his mouth returns to your clit, his tongue flicking against it rapidly. your eyes roll back in your head and had you seeing stars. you can't help but let out a low moan. he chuckles against your sensitive folds, the vibration sending sparks of sensation shooting through you. your hips rock upward, seeking more, but he keeps his rhythm, not giving you the full force you crave just yet.

his fingers inside you start to move faster, curling and stroking, hitting that spot deep within you that makes your legs quiver. you moan louder now, unable to hold it back. your hands tighten in his hair, urging him closer, but he's unfazed, maintaining his relentless pace. “seungie, yes, right there,” you pant, your voice hoarse from all the moaning and begging.

his eyes lock onto yours, the smirk on his face growing wider.  “you’re so beautiful when you're like this,” he says, his voice filled with admiration. your heart swells with love for him, making the pleasure he’s giving you even more intense. he adds a third finger, stretching you just enough to make you gasp. your body starts to tremble uncontrollably, the tension coiling tighter with every passing moment.

you feel the orgasm building again. your nails dig into his scalp, the pain mixing with the pleasure. heeseung's eyes darken with desire as he watches your reaction, his own breathing heavy and ragged. he knows he's pushing you to the edge, and it only spurs him on. your moans become more frequent, filling the room with the sweet sound of your release.

his tongue presses harder against your clit, his fingers pumping in and out of you with a fervent pace. your body starts to convulse, muscles tightening around his fingers. the pressure builds, and just when you think you can't take anymore, it hits. with a cry, you squirt all over his face, the warm liquid spilling out of you. his eyes widen in surprise, but he doesn’t miss a beat, lapping it up eagerly. the feeling is so intense, you can't help but thrash on the bed, your legs shaking uncontrollably.

your eyes fly open, watching him with a mix of shock and arousal. “yes, baby, that’s it,” he murmurs, his voice muffled by your folds. your chest heaves with every breath you take, your heart hammering in your ears. he licks you clean, his movements slowing as your orgasm subsides. then, he looks up, his nose and chin covered in your juices.

his eyes sparkle with mischief and satisfaction. “you taste so good,” he says, his tongue darting out to lick his lips. the sight of him like that, so raw and hungry for you, sends a fresh wave of desire through your body. you can’t help but feel a bit smug, knowing you’ve driven him to this point.

his fingers slip out of you, and he wipes his face with the back of his hand, the smear of your juices glistening on his skin. “you're insatiable, aren’t you?” you murmur, still panting. he grins, his teeth gleaming. “only for you, baby.”

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[lilolebambi]

THAT BRA.

Chris knows all your bras, all your panties. The giant collection you have always expanding even with the amount you already have.

He doesn't mind, though. He loves getting the texts of excitement from you whenever a package comes, the pictures of you trying them on, yeah, he's all for it.

Sometimes he'll even buy them for you, even if you don't ask just because he knows you'll like it.

Bows and lace? Easy way into your heart.

He's chilling in your shared bedroom, hair all messy, wearing your hoodie because he misses you, scrolling on his phone, while he waits for you to get home from work.

He can smell you as soon as the door unlocks, sitting up immediately when he hears your heels getting closer and closer to your bedroom door.

"Hi, Chrissy." You smile at him, pretty marron lipstick painting your lips, "Work good?"

"Uh-huh! The girl I had a shift with bought me matcha!" You say, beginning to do your usual routine of putting on your pajamas after work.

You were going on about eventful your day was, and he was listening, he promised, but as soon as you took your shirt off, his eyes were glued to your chest.

That bra.

One that he's never seen before. Decorated with flannel and a bow. He eyes rack over it again, and again, your words becoming static. He almost whines when you pull out the matching sleep-shirt. If he wasn't listening, he sure isn't hell now.

His mind does pick up on a few words while in trance, though. Something, something, "I have the bottoms too!"

Oh, so you're not wearing them just to tease him?

"Chris!" He blinked, and now you're suddenly in front of him. "Are you even listening to me?"

He's red, but he gets even more red. Response coming out stammered. "Y-yes...?"

"Name one thing I mentioned in the minutes I was talking to you."

"U-uh.."

That's when your eyes trail over him, trailing over his body, taking in his disheveled flushed face, messy hair, and a pathetic boner he didn't even he popped.

You smirk, leaning down, "Do you like my pajamas, Chris?" Fuck. He's been caught.

"I....they'repretty." He mumbles, avoiding eye contact. You use this as an excuse to straddle him, turn his head back to yours. "Yeah? What's your favorite part, sweetheart?"

He whines, immediately blurting out: "B-bra— bra.. I-I—" You giggle, "You're so easy, Chris." You tease, hands coming up to undo your sleep shirt. "All hard just because of a bra?"

His teeth tug on his bottom lip, squirming beneath you. "M...msorry." You stroke his cheek, "Awww, don't apologize, sweet boy."

He leans into the touch, sinking into even, "You just need mommy's help, huh?" Your hands slip under his pants and into his boxers, "Yeah?"

He nods, a soft gasp leaving his lips as you begin to stroke him. He attempts, key word attempts, to grab your hips before you swatt his hands away. "You're not allowed to touch me."

"W-hat..? Why?"

"Just take it, Chris." He whines but quickly gives in you tease his tip, hips bucking into your hand. "P-please— o-ohfuuuck—"

"Hmmm?" You purr, "N-need— neeeed to touch you, mama—" You stroke him faster, ignoring all the pleas that slip from his lips. "Please—please don-don't do this—"

"Do what?' You tease, tilting your head to side. "Ineedtotouchyou!" He slurs, eyes basically rolled into the back of his head. "But you're not allowed to."

He whimpers, trying his best to be coherent. "I— need to touch you—" You giggle, nodding to in between you, "But you are touching me."

Chris mewls, tears threatening to escape those pretty eyes. "Please— please— does‐ doesn't— feel with- without—" You interrupt him, sparring him the embarrassment of his words.

"You can touch me." And his nails immediately dig into your hips, trying to tug you closer, "Thankyouthankyou—" He moans, "I— m' so close, mama— c-can— can I?"

"Can you what?" He whines, "I need to cum— pl-please let me— shi—shit—!" His hips thrust up uncontrollably into your hand, "C-cumming! F-fuuuck—!" He cries out, hot, sticky, creamy cum painting your hand and going all over your bra.

He pants, head thrown back into the pillows. Your lips form in a pout, glancing down at your cum-covered bra. "Now she's all dirty."

a/n: written while listening to... chris backshots, please?

tags 𝜗𝜚⋆₊˚: @inspiredangel @domizmez @drewswife @strnilolover @sirensdollesque @courta13 @pinkmattrr @mattslilies @sturns-mermaid @bluetalia @pair-of-pantaloons @y2kstarr @cherryswifeyy @sweeethrt @moond0llie @ambi-squirrelly @wastelandzella @applecidersturniolo @riasturns @iloveduckssm @oopsiedaisydeer @sturnsflirt @cayleeuhithinknott

[dumbblond3]

★ FIGHT OR FUCK? ★

PIT FIGHTER VI FUCKING READER WHILE DICTATOR CAIT WATCHES

Caitvi x reader

NSFW MINORS DNI

“Just wish you two would get along hmm!”

A particularly rough thrust from Vi has your head reeling back into bed sheets

“That’s not for you to worry about baby ah- and maybe if cupcake over here could mm- lighten up we could go back to focusing on things that matter like our sweet girl”

Vi croons leaning down to your ear hitting that spot inside that leaves you cross-eyed

“Don’t act like this is my fault-“ Caitlyn chides

“I don’t need the spiel I’m a little preoccupied to keep this arguing up” Vi smirks back at Cait’s peeved expression

Caitlyn huffs her frustration almost outweighing her arousal at seeing you like this, almost

You feel her cool hand against your cheek, a soft attempt to soothe as Vi’s hips don’t miss a beat giving you no choice but to take it

“Mhmmm Cait please-“ you hear yourself start to beg for what exactly you’re not sure

“I know baby I know but you can take it for me, can’t you?” Caitlyn’s hushed words coat your mind in a hazy bliss that Vi can’t help but interject “You can take it for us, right honey? Or did you forget she’s mine too”

Vi punctuates her sharp words with the quick snap of her hips punching little whines out of you with each thrust

“Don’t like it when you fight- uhhh!”

Your pleas not falling on completely deaf ears, the two girls want nothing more than to make you happy but pride often gets in the way

A sharp glare is directed toward Vi, Caitlyn Kiramman does not fold and she certainly won’t be the one to apologize now

Unfortunately for you Vi is just as stubborn and as much as she wants to make you happy her ego can’t take admitting that she was wrong

So you'll stay stuck here in a tug-of-war over your pliant body until these two can learn how to make up in a way that doesn't involve fucking your lights out

"Maybe I'd think about giving in if I could have my turn with you pretty girl, how does that sound?"

Caitlyn's intentions are far from pure giving Vi a cheeky smile as she coddles you with faux sympathy

"No no, you don't" Vi hoists you up flat against her chest possesively "Just mad you didn't get to her first aren't you Cait? Too late for that shit now you'll just have to wait your turn" Vi sneers

While she may seem annoyed Caitlyn has no problem with patience if anything having Vi's sloppy seconds means you'll be even more sensitive and limp for her to use as she pleases

"I c-can't anymore please gonna cum-" and then there's you

With no chance of escaping until they decide you’ve had enough, it’s best to accept your role as beloved plaything and from the attitude they’ve shown so far it seems you’re in for a very long night

AN- These were my fave caitvi eras and I was sad they didn't interact more so I thought I should write something for them together, hope you enjoy! (not sure if anyone reads these anyway lol but kisses to my lovely readers 💋)

[b-lossm]

•+*Dogtooth*+•

Vi x reader smut

Synopsis: you see her for the first time in weeks, she's a pitfighter now,,, and she looks,,,so,,so stressed

18+ only, MDNI.

top vi, bottom reader, begging, hair pulling, praise, edging, pussy slapping, degradation, dacryphilia, face riding, marking, Hair pulling

How did you get here?

Well you actually know exactly how, you where searching for Vi, your best friend who mysteriously disappeared after the explosion of gray into Piltover. When you finally found her right after her match in a bar, you offered to take some of that stress off of her shoulders...

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"V-Vi-- oh god-- fuck-- Violet please-, plea---oh!-- god please Vi let me eat you outt~" You whine, your hands find her messily dyed undercut to rub and pull at it while she slurps, soft moans coming from her mouth going directly into you messy cunt "W--why would i do tha--" slurrp "T--thaat princess?" she moans into your cunt, it always felt so good when she talked with her mouth full "y-your already relieving my stress enough" she comes up to take a breath, her fingers continuing their work. Its a lewd sight, your airy moans of her name leaving your mouth while your slick covers her chin and cheeks. You hold onto one of her pillows for dear life "B--bbb-ah!~ because i--i wanna' make you f' good" you squirm as you approach your high "Hold it" she commands and takes her place between your thighs again and moves just so painfully slow..

You squirm and instinctively squeeze her head in between your thighs and as quickly as this all started, she took her fingers out and slaps your cunt "Bad girl" she chuckles as you squirm and tear up slightly "Beg for it" she ghosts her thumb over your clit as you beg "Vi o-oh Vi ple- please, please let me c--cum please oh--oh my god please Vi--PLease Violet" you manage to get out "Good girl.." she pushes her fingers back into your messy cunt and goes back to lapping at your folds till you make a mess of her face and hand "H--haah" you moan and twitch as you come down from your high.

She chuckles and gives your cunt one more love tap "We aren't done you know" she pulls off her boxers and moves in to kiss you "lucky you, your wish is coming true" she moves in for one more kiss before asking "you wanted to eat me out right princess?" you nod desperately, she positions her wet kitty atop your mouth "tap m' thigh if its too much okay princess?" you nod again and pull her to sit on your face and get to munching. Vi moans and grinds down on your face "o--oh~ what a good girl.." she continues her motion, moaning whenever her clit bumped the tip of your nose.

"V--mpph vi I missed th--mph this" you moan into her cunt, wanting to make her feel the way you did just moments ago. She moans out "haaggh- missed you too princes-mmmph~~ princess" her moans become more desprate as she picks up her pace "G--god I missed you,, Missed this,, Missed your sweet face and cunt--fuck" Vi whines and picks up the pace "Don' know why the fuck I left--fuck baby girl m' coming" Her release then takes over her body, she desperately ruts against your mouth as you lap up every last drop just as she did for you before.

She collapses besides you and kisses you, tasting herself all over your mouth "Too bad I don't have m' strap" she cuddles into you, pushing her face into the crook of your neck to give you even more hickeys so your neck and collarbones match the inside of your thighs. You sigh softly "Come home with me?.......please?" you silently beg her, desperate for her companionship "mmkay princess" she kisses the top of your head "Rest, I'll be right here" she whispers into your ear and then falls asleep herself.

you mentally check two things off your motive list

Find Vi and bring her home

sleep with her

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Hope you guys liked this!!!! um.. act two. was.. something!! [kill me now]

[blushsturns]

Cling, whiny Matt who just wants his girlfriends attention so bad

title: down bad

warnings: this work contains graphic content, but it is all consensual! sub!matt, titty play, lots of touching, kissing, unprotected p in v, tons of whining, pure filth.

w/c: 3150

matt was feeling extra clingy today. he knew you had to get ready for work in a couple minutes and he didn’t want you to leave at all. you had a short shift today, but any time spent apart from you made him miss you terribly.

he wrapped his arms around your middle to pull you closer to his body, an attempt to keep you close and secure against his chest so you were locked in his embrace.

“please don’t go, baby. i need you.” matt whined against the nape of your neck, breathing in your intoxicating scent and peppering soft kisses against your delicate skin.

you hummed softly at the feeling of his lips against your skin with your arms wrapping around his neck, your fingers moving up to tangle through his tousled locks. “baby, you know i have work in an hour.”

“not if you call in sick, mama.” his whiny voice almost made you feel bad, sounding like he was on the verge of tears. he didn’t want you to go and it seemed like he would do everything in his power to make sure you stay right here in his arms with him and not go anywhere.

to be honest, you loved seeing matt like this; clingy, soft, whiny, damn near submissive. it was like you had this powerful capability to make matt feel this way and you loved every second of it.

“matty, you know i can’t do that. they need me, remember?” you ran your fingers through his hair as you stared down at him, your chest pressed up against his to allow a bit of cleavage from your tank top to be visible to his ocean blue eyes.

his eyes scanned down to your chest, his eyes widening in surprise as your pretty plump cleavage is on display for his eyes only. he gulped, his adam’s apple bobbing in the process as his eyes stay fixated on your chest. he fucking loved your tits. he loved playing with them, sucking on them, biting and marking them with little love bites. he could sleep on them all night instead of his pillow if he could.

you watched him stare at you longingly, your lips curving up into a devious smirk. normally this kind of thing would make your body melt and your heart swoon, but when matt was acting clingy, it was hard not to baby him and allow him to fully let his submissive side show.

he looked back up at you and into your eyes with a shy smile evident on his face. “but i need you more, baby. please stay with me?” his words came out of his mouth like a desperate plea, begging you to stay home with him and not go anywhere at all. he moved his hands to grip onto your hips to hold your body in place against him, the pass of his thumbs rubbing smooth, slow circles against your exposed hip bones underneath the fabric of your tank top.

it pulled on your heart strings to hear him beg like this and all because he didn’t want you to leave. a soft sigh emits from your lips before eventually giving in and nodding your head at his question. “okay, i’ll stay with you since you’re so persistent on needing me.” you flashed him a slight smirk, your hand moving away from his hair and down to his cheek, caressing the slight stubble with the pad of your thumb. “my precious boy.”

matt’s cheeks grow warm, a slight pink tint forming against his cheekbones as a wide smile appears onto his face. he pulls you even closer to him, his lips back on your neck as he murmurs his undying gratitude for you, thanking you for staying with him.

with his body so close up against yours, you begin to notice the slight poke pressing against your thigh in between your bodies. you didn’t even have to ask what it was, or take a peak between the both of you. matt was growing hard in the fabric of his sweatpants and boxers and it immediately made heat pool into your tummy at how rapidly it happened.

you moved your hand in between the both of you, your smirk only widening as you immediately grasp onto the hardening bulge in his pants with the palm of your hand. “is this what you meant by needing me, matty?” you quirk your eyebrow up at him, a teasingly sly smirk staying present on your lips.

he nodded his head, his cheeks only growing a darker shade of red and radiating heat as the seconds pass. he bit down onto his bottom lip nervously before back up at you, flashing you a shy smile. “yes, but i also always need you, baby.”

you shake your head in disbelief and click your tongue, a soft laugh emitting from your lips. “kinda pathetic don’t you think? poor baby can’t even spend a couple hours without me and goes hard for me within seconds.” your hand grasps onto his cock in his sweatpants as you begin to palm him through the fabric which causes a low moan to leave his lips.

matt immediately pushes his hips up into the touch of your hand, his breathing beginning to become heavier as the seconds pass by. “mama, please.” he whines out in a desperate plea, his hands moving up your shirt underneath the fabric of your tank top and instantly cups your breasts through the fabric of your bra. his hand tugs your bra down and immediately uses the pads of his thumbs to run across your hardened nipples. “need it.”

his touch made you gasp softly with a shudder running down your spine at the sensation rolling through you. you felt your underwear through your shorts becoming drenched with your own slick arousal, the familiar heat pooling in your tummy. “need what, hm?” you asked him as you look up at him with darkened eyes and lust filling your gaze.

you pulled away only slightly so you can slip your own shirt off and unclasp your bra to get it out of the way, throwing it onto the ground carelessly. he took the initiative to remove his own shirt as well. your breasts press up against his now bare chest, your hand moving back down to grasp his evident hardening cock through the fabric of his sweatpants.

a whiny moan escaped his lips as your hand made contact with his cock once again. what a desperate, needy thing. the tip of his cock was leaking precum and managed to leave a wet spot right in the front of his sweatpants. his cock twitched beneath your hand as you continued to palm him through the fabric, your eyes focusing in on your own movements of your hand against him. the wet spot on his pants was just a reminder of how needy he truly was for you and only made your pussy throb with the thrill of excitement.

“need you, mama. want you to ride me and take full control. please?” he whined out desperately, rutting his hips effortlessly into your hand and let out a hiss through clenched teeth followed by a breathy moan as you squeezed his hardened cock.

it was like it was his body became weightless, or maybe you just somehow gained the amount of strength you needed as you pushed him flat down onto his back and immediately crawled between his legs as you perched yourself up onto your knees. you flashed him a sly smirk, licking over your lips hungrily as you stared him up and down, scanning over his beautiful body in front of you. “such a needy little thing aren’t you, baby?” you cooed teasingly, bringing your fingers up to place underneath the hem of his sweatpants and his boxers to pull them down his legs and off his body.

his hardened, leaking cock immediately sprung free, making your mouth practically water. the tip of his cock was shiny and pink, leaking with precum. you immediately wrapped your fingers around his cock from the base and moving up to his tip, the pad of your thumb running across his leaking tip to smear the precum against his shaft to lather him up.

you brought your thumb up to your own lips and immediately placed it between your lips to get a taste of his sweet, indulgent taste. you moaned at the taste as you flicked your tongue against your thumb to lick it clean. your own pussy throbs in excitement and making your panties soaked from your glistening wet arousal.

he watched you in awe as you seemed to be enjoying yourself fully, sucking on your own thumb with the taste of him on you. you pulled your thumb away from your lips with a sight pop, flashing him a slight smirk. “taste so good for me, baby, but i think we need to see if you can handle this pussy all around your precious, pretty cock. what do you say, hm?” you pulled your shorts and underwear off your body, a slight gasp emitting from your lips from feeling how fucking soaked you are, your glistening wet arousal now on full display.

his eyes scan your body before falling onto your beautiful pussy in front of him, a soft whine leaving his lips. “such a pretty fucking pussy, baby. look at her.” he cooed eagerly as he stared at your dripping center, licking over his own lips hungrily.

you giggle softly, a light pink tint creeps onto your cheeks at his words before moving your body over to his waist to straddle him and immediately began grinding your slick arousal against his groin. the feel of his hardened cock probing at your thigh was driving you insane but you wanted to keep working him up until he was a crying, whiny mess.

your heart was beating rapidly in your chest from the anticipation as you continued to grind your pussy against him, the friction making you moan and allow you to throw your head back against your shoulder. he was enjoying this, using one of his hands to grip your hip and the other to travel down in between your legs to run his middle finger along your glistening wet folds. he groaned as his finger immediately becomes coated with your slick arousal. your eyes fall shut, a soft moan leaving your lips at the feeling of his finger against your soaking wet folds.

he pulls your body closer to him so that your breasts are flush against his chest. matt moves his hand away from your center and brings his finger to your lips which you gladly accept. you grab onto his wrist as his finger slides into your mouth, your tongue rolling along your own slick arousal that coated his finger moaning softly in satisfaction at the taste. he watched you in complete and utter awe, his cock twitching against your thigh in anticipation. you pull his finger out of your mouth with a soft pop sound, flashing him a soft smirk before licking over your own lips to taste your sweet juices. “damn no wonder we make such a hot couple. we both taste good as fuck.”

you leaned down to press your lips against his deeply so he can get a taste of you on your own lips. he moaned into the kiss, kissing you passionately and deeply, full of want and desire. you began to suck onto his bottom lip, your teeth nibbling against his bottom lip as he parts his lips to allow permission for your tongue to slide through. your tongues battle for dominance, both of your combined muffled moans leaving an echo throughout the four walls.

matt moves his hand to cup your breast, his thumb rubbing your hardened nipple in slow circles before tweaking it with his index finger causing a louder moan to escape your lips and your body to grind forward against him. “fuck.” you whisper breathlessly as you pull away from his lips to catch your labored breathing, your forehead resting onto his. “you gonna beg for me, sweet boy?”

he nods his head at your words, his breathing also heavy as he ruts his hips against you, his cock probing against your thigh repeatedly. he groans at the friction, his cock twitching immensely by the second. “need to feel you around me, mama. please. want to feel your tight, soaking wet pussy around my cock. need it so bad, please.” his words spilled out of his mouth as pleas, whines emitting from his lips right after as you immediately grasp onto his aching hard cock and begin aiming it directly to your soaking wet cunt, rubbing his tip up and down against your drooling pussy.

you could continue to tease him a bit more, but your own pussy was throbbing immensely to the point where it felt like complete and utter torture. you decided to give in to his pleas, since they were only turning you on even more. without hesitation, you sink down onto his cock inch by inch until he’s suddenly buried inside of you. your eyes widened in surprise as you get used to the fullness inside of you, a soft moan leaving your lips.

matt immediately throws his head back against the pillow behind him, gripping onto your waist as your legs spread on top of him to straddle him comfortably. “fuck, ma.” he groaned out, his fingers digging into your hip bones causing you to moan out in pleasure, your eyes slipping closed. you lean your head onto your shoulder as you begin to move your hips up and down against him, feeling him slide even deeper inside of you.

your tight walls immediately clench around his thickness as you start to ride him, bouncing up and down onto his cock as you feel his cock twitching and throbbing inside of you. “oh fuck, you’re so big aren’t you baby? filling me up so nice and full.” your voice was full of need, desire, lust. his cock felt so good around you, like it was made just for you.

you opened up your eyes to watch him as he laid there and grabbed ahold of your hips to hold you place as you bounced onto his cock, the bed squeaking and the headboard ramming into the wall. he moved his hand up to your chest to grasp onto your breast as they jiggled and bounced around with each and every thrust of your hips. he tweaked and tugged onto your hardened nipple as an enticing moan falls from your lips.

“oh fuck, mama. feel so good.” he moaned out, both of his hands now grabbing ahold of your pretty tits and pulling and tweaking your hardened nipples as you bounce up and down onto his hardened cock causing heat to pool in your tummy and electricity to course through your veins.

you roll your hips against him, stuttering your hips for a moment to feel him slide even deeper inside of you until he begins to hit your g-spot at a rapidly rising pace, a louder moan leaving your lips. “bet you love this don’t you? would’ve missed this tight little pussy if i went to work.” your words come out within breathless gasps, your hands moving to his shoulders to hold yourself up, your blunt fingernails digging into his skin causing him to groan out in pleasure.

he moves his hand to your center, his index and middle finger finding your swollen, soaking wet clit and begins to rub it at a furious pace, making your moans become louder, more erratic. “fuck, matty!” you scream out, throwing your head back while your heart beats rapidly in your chest, sweat glistening across your chest and your forehead.

matt whines as he continues to rub your clit in time with your thrusts, his cock hitting your sweet spot over and over again. “c-can i cum, mama? need to cum.”

you could hear how wet you were, your gummy walls clenching around his cock each and every time you bounced down onto his cock. louder moans escaped your lips, fire coursing throughout your veins. your orgasm was rapidly approaching and you weren’t sure how much longer you were going to last. your fingers digging into his skin as you held onto him while continuing to ride him. you roll your hips along him, feeling his cock sliding in and out of your tight heat. you move your head up to press your lips against his once again, murmuring against them, “yes, baby, you can cum. gonna cum in my tight little pussy baby? you know you want to. come on, be a good boy and fill me up with your cum.”

matt groans out in pure ecstasy, his body shaking against you as he thrusts his hips up into yours several times, his vision going white as he throws his head back to allow a string of profanities and groans to leave his lips. “f-fuck!” he whined out desperately as he begins to fill you up with his cum to the brim, his head lolling to the side as he shakes through his intense orgasm.

“good boy, that’s my good boy. so good for me.” you moan out breathlessly, your body shaking as you feel the same familiar sensation forming in the pit of your tummy. he continued to rub your clit in fast, haste circles while you continue to roll your hips against him. “i’m gonna cum baby.” you groan out your words, rolling your hips along. you feel the pressure snap inside of you and suddenly the pleasure intensifies as your gummy walls clench tightly around his cock, milking him completely and utterly dry.

your vision goes white while your eyes close, your orgasm rolls through you, a string of moans leaves your lips while he rubs your swollen clit to rock you through your intense orgasm.

your body shakes against him, wrapping your arms around his neck to hold yourself up, your breathing fairly labored as you cling onto him, your glistening skin sticking against his as you hold him tightly. he presses soft kisses to the nape of your neck, inhaling your sweet scent, letting out a soft whine while holding your body close. “i’m so glad you stayed home with me today. thank you, my love.”

“you’re just down bad for me aren’t you, baby?” you ask him as you pull away from his neck to flash him a teasing smirk, your fingers moving up to run through his tousled locks.

“mm, always.” he replies with a wide grin, pressing a soft kiss to your lips before continuing, “never leave me and this bed.”

you weren’t planning on it. ever.

maybe you were down bad, too.

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[littlelovelunette]

Hii sevika x coworker reader with a hand kink pls where she catches u staring at her hands in a meeting and it leads to reader being fingered in like a supply closet

Bonus points for reader being forced to be quiet and sevika mocking/ humiliating u about it

Tyty 💋

Pretty Fingers

Manager!Sevika x Assistant Manager!Reader.

Smut, fingering, biting, humiliating, praising, hand kink

Sevika was giving a presentation, looking oh-so hot while doing it. The sleeves of her blazer bulging with her juicy biceps.

Beautiful veiny hands putting the pendrive in the laptop, oh goodness. Panties drenched, pen twirling in your hand mindlessly as you watched Sevika presenting in front of the whole team.

Sevika's arms were so veiny, from her workouts and constant weight lifting, it was so hot and made you feel all tingly inside. You could only imagine those rough, thick fingers inches deep in your sopping wet cunt.

Sevika, notices your stare on her, and sends you a little smirk while she continues her presentation. It makes you sit upright, swallowing as you realised she saw you staring at her.

The meeting ended and you got up to leave but then Sevika gestured at you to stay back, so you did. The others left.

"Let's walk and talk," Sevika said, gesturing you to follow her.

"Uh- okay," your face flushes a little as you follow the tall woman around the office building, thighs trying to rub against one another without the other woman noticing.

But oh, does Sevika notice. She sees everything due to her high senses. Sevika can't help internally smirk at herself, aware of the effect she's having on you. You're just so vulnerable, aren't you?

"So, what did you wanna talk to me about?" You asked Sevika who simply shrugged, puzzling you.

Then suddenly the moment you both reached the supply closet, she suddenly shoved you inside, slamming the door open with your body.

"S-sevi-" you begun.

"Shhh," she shushed you, one hand on the wall and the other shushing you with a finger to your lips, "I know what you want, princess. Just stay quiet, mhm?"

Sevika's hand ripped off your panties from under your skirt, smirking at your little gasp. She traced the slick folds, feeling the wetness.

"Doll," her tone was mocking, "You got this wet for me? Hm?"

You felt so embarrassed you didn't know what to say, "Stop teasing me... Please," you managed a whisper.

Sevika raised a brow before rubbing a finger on your clit, "I guess it can't be helped then," she shoved in two thick fingers in your pussy making you almost yelp in surprise.

"N-no, not so much, S-Sevika, I can't," you gasped and stuttered but Sevika didn't let her hand stop, starting to move her fingers.

"Take it, you've been fantasizing about this for far too long and not concentrating on your work, been a bad girl, huh?" Sevika rubbed your clit with her thumb while her two fingers continued their relentless assault on your hole.

"C-can't," you whispered but Sevika's glare told you to shut up despite how non-verbal her command was.

Your legs shook, knees buckling a little as you tried to steady yourself. Sevika's right hand held your waist, easing you against her figure, her very broad musuclar figure. Your arms found their way around her neck, burying your face in her neck.

It was oddly romantic and a bit humiliating too, Sevika held you tighter, fingers starting to get faster, she paused to add a third finger.

"Sevika...!" You gasped against her skin.

"Bite me," Sevika said, "It'll muffle your pathetic pleas. I'm not stopping."

You sunk your teeth into the skin of her neck making her smirk slightly, clearly enjoying the burning sensation as your cunt clenched on her fingers desperately trying to keep her deep inside your passage.

"C-C-cumming," you stuttered and sniffled against her skin, biting her again to muffle a loud moan.

Your liquids gushed down onto her fingers making her smirk widen, Sevika raised her fingers and licked your juices off while maintaining unfaltering eye contact.

That was so hot.

"You're so cute, dolly," Sevika chuckled faintly before forcing you to suck on the fingers that were once drilling inside your pussy.

"Mmph..." You hesitated but then wrapped your lips around her fingers sucking them for a while before she pulled them out, kissing your lips briefly.

"Continue this later? My place," she laughed, patted your head before leaving.

[ice-man-goes-bwoah]

Remmick x reader, established relationship, NSFW(maybe some fluff?)

Imagine reader noticing that Remmick is frustrated when he returns home, perhaps a hunt wasn’t as satisfying as he hoped/imagined.

So reader decides to help him relax by making this night all about him. Settling him down and kneeling in front of him, no matter how much he wants to grab the reader (with some convincing) they make sure he’s taken care of first.

(Give this man head till he’s shooting blanks and whimpering fr) who said that- omg

Gender neutral pronouns and afab if that’s okay :)!

Have a great day/night!

Remmy||Remmick x GN!Reader with afab

Summary—after a frustrating hunt remmick comes home to be takes care of y/n.

Warnings— oral sex (male receiving) light teasing one singular use of y/n.

Low key one of my favorites I giggled when I saw you back in my inbox 🙂‍↕️

You know that look. That frustration set to Remmick’s jaw, the way his shoulders roll like he’s trying to shake off a weight he can’t put down. He walks in the door still sharp with tension, his eyes a little too red, his fangs just barely peeking from under his lip. You don’t need to ask what happened, you can feel it in your bones. The hunt didn’t go as planned.

You meet him halfway, your touch gentle on his chest. “Rem,” you murmur, “come sit.”

“I’m fine,” he lies, voice rough, hands twitching like he doesn’t trust himself to touch you just yet. “Just… wasn’t enough. Didn’t hit right.”

You guide him to the edge of the bed anyway, fingers curling into the collar of his jacket. “Let me help.”

He hesitates. You don’t.

You ease him down, kneeling between his legs, hands warm on his thighs. He tenses immediately, a low growl building in his throat. “Sweetheart…” It’s half warning, half plea. “Don’t start something I can’t finish. You know I’ll lose it—I’ll want—”

“Shh,” you murmur, pressing a kiss to the inside of his knee. “You don’t have to do anything. Let me take care of you tonight, Remmy.”

He exhales through clenched teeth, head falling back, hands gripping the sheets instead of your hair like you know he wants to. It takes coaxing. Whispered reassurances. Tender strokes along his thighs, careful kisses against his hip bones, slow enough to drive him mad.

When you finally free him, he’s already leaking, needy and flushed, and you swear his breath catches like you’ve knocked the air from his lungs. You start slowly, savoring the way he twitches under your touch, how his thighs tremble the longer you drag your tongue over him. You use your mouth like worship hands keeping his hips steady, even when they jerk up instinctively.

“Fuck—baby,” he groans, voice rasping low, almost broken. “That mouth… shit, you’re gonna kill me.”

“Don’t be dramatic, Rem,” you hum, lips brushing the head of his cock. “You’ll be fine.”

But he’s not fine. He’s wrecked. Moaning and panting, hands fisting the sheets so he doesn’t grab you and flip you over. You see it in the way his jaw tightens, his eyes glowing with restraint.

“Please,” he breathes, thighs trembling, “please, I’m close—”

You don’t let up. You suck him deeper, throat flexing around him until he chokes on a moan and spills with a cry, hips bucking despite himself. But you’re not done, not even close.

You coax him through it. Keep him in your mouth, soft licks and messy strokes, dragging it out until he’s shaking. Until he’s whimpering yes, whimpering and trying to pull away, too sensitive but still twitching in your hand.

“Fuck, fuck, Y/n I—can’t—please, no more,” he gasps, eyes glassy and unfocused.

You finally pull off, lips swollen and spit-slick, and press gentle kisses along his stomach while his chest heaves. His hand finds your hair at last, trembling fingers smoothing it back from your face like he’s grounding himself.

“You’re gonna kill me permanently one day,” he whispers, voice hoarse.

You grin against his skin. “Only if you’re lucky.”

Later, you crawl into his lap, wiping your mouth with the back of your hand before cupping his cheek. He’s dazed, flushed, still panting a little as you kiss him slow and sweet.

He leans into you like a man starved soft now, pliant. Not from hunger or lust. Just love.

“You always know what I need,” he murmurs, arms wrapping tight around your waist.

You kiss his forehead. “That’s what I’m here for, Remmy.”

[lxdymoon0357]

Hiiii...... Please do a suggestive scenario for yandere cael (my derelict favorite) x isekai fem reader(only if you're OK with it) ?? Thanks💐

(warnings: This is fucking filthy, I'm so sorry, but I'm not sorry. Afab reader. mentions of suicide. Dub-con/cnc, yandere content. Porn with half-baked plot. Manipulation using suicide, somewhat. Nipple play, dacryphilia, fingering, choking, clit play, grinding, rough sex, half-baked missionary, cowgirl, breeding kink, unprotected sex (don't do this irl, hoes, be safe), he holds your throat far too many times and chokes you far too many times, I don't know what to do with hands. Tell me if I missed something. You can also kill me for any and all spelling mistakes.)

© Writing belongs to me, Lxdymoon0357. Do not plagiarize, but reblogging, liking and commenting is deeply appreciated.

Oh, Marquis' pretty slut!

What's the easiest way to keep someone close to you? Love, marriage, gifts? Cael has tried everything...yet you were determined to go away. Go back to 'your world'. How can you do that?

Caelus doesn't want to leave, so you were stuck, holding a knife and hands shaking, the same knife moments ago held against the nerves of his neck, on his pulse. If you weren't going to be here, he was no reason to be here either!

You felt bad, leaving him unstable.. Seeing his swollen eyes, eyes glassy and round, snow-white lashes blinking up at you with so much love..it hurts. What more do you need from him?

He's so sweet, so kind, caring, protective..everything you want, everything you need. Who cares if he murdered Hestia because his marriage to her was stopping him from loving you?

Even now, as you tried to leave him, you have no idea how, but he simply pushes your head down, a near grin on his lips from seeing you almost whine as his fingers gently twisted in your pussy— knuckles deep.

His fingers feel warm, he could feel your creamy walls push down on his fingers, sucking him deep despite your wishes, "C-cael...no-plea-noo.." yu almost whined, cheek squished against the bed-frame, as you held onto it as your knees buckled.

Caelus almost smiled, pressing a quick kiss to your back as he lowered himself on his knees, looking up and admiring you as if you were his God.

"don't you feel good? Isn't it nice? Why do you wanna leave me?"

He asked, but barely gives you time to respond as he begins moving his fingers far too rough to handle, as his other hand held your other ass cheek, gently spreading it..

Cael wrapped his arm around your waist, turning you around as he sat back on the bed, crawling back, pulling you against him as his hands gently slapped your thighs, making you spread them individually,

"Oh...so pretty" he mumbled, snuggling his face against yours as you sniffled, your knuckles going white as your hands bunched in the mattress, as he put his thighs right over yours. Making sure you couldn't close them as his hands pulled you tight,

"Oh, how could you leave me...I love you..I can't live without you." he mumbled, as you felt disgust crawl in your veins as you tried not to let your eyes tear up, but his fingers gently stroked your slit, rings cold as he began rubbing your clit in tiny eight motions making you let out soft moans,

"Caeell. -Ah-Ca-el..no..hah-ngh ple-plea-pleaseee, no" you could only writhe in his tight grip as his fingers and cold rings just trace your pussy-lips softly, giving you just the pleasure but not enough—Just not enough!

Cael's fingers softly circled your clit, squeezing just gently making you arch your bag..as your hips gently shimmied to get him to press his fingers in again as he smiled.

His fingers entering, "Se-see? Hah.." he panted, feeling you grin back on his cock as he leaned his head back gently, his grip from your waist moving up your chest and around your throat, subconsciously squeezing

"Ca-caelll..No, ple-ha-please—ngh..! Ah-!" you moaned, trying to get words out as he gently pushed his middle finger in, the ring cold pressing down on his knuckles the further he pushed his finger in, the ring's coldness on the rim,

"h-hahh...ple-ss-ye-yess.." you whined, kicking your legs out as Cael's grip around your throat pressed in rougher before letting go. Your hands gently reached back, unbuckling his pants while your hips were moving on their own against his rough palm to get more stimulation on your clit as he pulled you back roughly,

"Swe-sweetheart. I'm sorry—" he panted out, his hands working faster than yours as they pulled out of you with a little whimper from Cael's own mouth and a little whine from yours.

He worked quick and before you knew it, you were straddling him as you smiled, "ha-hah...betterr, no?" hee said, a bright smile on his otherwise stoic face as he rubbed the tip of his cock against your pussy.

Your cunt getting slick and wet, gushing despite your wishes as you whined, "no-no-ah...", "Sweetheart don't say no." Caelus said firmly, blocking your airway for a few seconds with his large hands making you whimper out and you were gonna go say something back.

But with his grip on your throat and the threatening distance the knife, he previously used to attempt to end his life, was from you and him...You barely moved, only your body seizing softly every time his cock touched your clit softly.

Caelus smiled, rubbing your waist, "..Are you okay, my dear?" he asked softly, gently holding your wrists together as you whined, feeling him gently push his cock in as your back arched,

"Ca-Cael..ple-please..no" your whined left unheard as Cael threw his head back in pleasure, forcing you down as you whimpered.Your thighs shaking as Cael 's hand reached down rubbed your clit softly trying to get you more wet,

"come-come on-uhn-mhm...shh" Cael also felt his mouth gape open as he wiggled his hips to get you to take his cock deeper,

"It's ok-ok-ayy." His fingers circling your clit far more rougher than he meant to, "You're so pretty-ohfuckfuck..mgh..mm-Hah.." Cael whined, his hand's grip tightening on your hips.

Your eyes began watering, your head thrown back and back arching as Cael shoved his face in your chest, softly pinching your nipples, making you cry out louder,

"No-ah..fu-fu-no-fuck-! Pl-pleasepleaseno-!" your thighs began shaking far more as your brain began to loose thoughts, oh fuck—

Was it just now or was Caelus of Vrandt always this big compared to you?!

Your thighs were paining as you felt whimpers, whines, drool and any thought, or coherent ones at-least, leave your brain as you joined Caelus's hands in rubbing your clit faster, your cunt juicing Cael's cock as you whimpered,

"Ah-hm..Yea-mnh, dear. Jus-just like tha-thaat-!" he panted, smiling softly. Oh, were you accepting him already? Please do..he couldn't wait to make you his spouse.

Your eyes watering, tears spilling past waterlines and a whine from your throat, sending it straight to his cock as his hands held you close, softly sucking on your nipple, making you gasp ou, "fu-fuck..hah"

"Ye-yes..Yes, I know. you're oka-okayy" he sighed out as he bottoms out, as you sighed, as he shifted back just a bit, pulling you close. Hot and white as he gently held up your thighs, gently pushing you against the bed's poster.

Pulling his hips back and slamming in as you choke out incoherent words or rather, not even words..simple incoherent sounds to get him to be somewhat gentle,

"Ah-hu-Ca-Cael. S-huh, gentle-! Plea-pleasee..Gentler" you hiccuped out, soft gasps and whines spilling over your glossed up and drooled over lips as he shoved his face in the crook of your neck, sighing,

"Y-yes..My dear, I-uh, I'll-I'll t-try." he sighed, though his actions did not replicate his words or promise or agreement a he pushed his cock deeper, plunging in your warm cunt and walls, making you jerk back-and-fro with every movement of his hips.

You cried out, whining out please and soft crie..though half heard over your gasps, soft seizing of your tongue in your own mouth, choking and whine.

The entire manor would know what would be going on in the Marquis' bedroom and the likely reason it was so quiet, though usually it wasn't. Caelus pulled his head back to drink in the sight of you, clothes half-torn, hair ruined, face red, soaked and just wt as your lovely unt he was pushing his cock into.

Cael almost smiled, you were angelic right now. His hand gently cupped your cheek, wiping your tears with a smile, "M-my lovely.." he paused and hummed as if to get your attention.

Before again moving his hand to stroke your shoulder and rubbing the span of skin from under your jawline to your shoulder to pull you out of your dazed trance, "ha-hah.." you whimpered out, refusing to met his eye in disgust and anger.

Caelus did not care. He used his other hand to pinch your nipples, while pushing his cock deeper into your cunt,

"Love. Look at me." he said firmly, his hand moving you hold your throat yet again as if having found it's perfect resting place there, squeezing down, as he plunged his cock in and groaned,

"ha-hah..so perfect, if only you'd-you'd behavee.." he panted out. He pushed himself against you.

His hands right behind your knees, pulling you back onto him, so you weren't leaning against anything and slipping down onto the mattress, you were now on top. "Ha-ah..ple-m-nonono" you whimpered in horror, your thighs paining.

"Co-come on, love, Up." he smiled, leaning his head back to admire you from below you a bit as you straddled his waist.

You had sex before..yes, but you had never on top, "Chk-mm-hm ngh..Ca-Cael..ple-please-no-!" you softly whispered out, a little hiss as you felt yourself push yourself down anyway.

Oh shit—

You felt the gravity do it's toll and impale you down as you threw head back, "Caell..Pl-pleaseee.." the biiig stretch, it was far too deep..how did ti reach that part. The spongy spot being the hit of Cael's cock and it's tip and veins..

Despite it all, that gorgeous smile on Caelus's face guilted you into softly wiggling your hips to get comfy, as he pulled you roughly and smashed his lips against yours.

With the calloused ends of his nimble but strong digits clasping ‘round your throat, he’s reeling you to him like some cute toy for him. Drinking in your every piping shrill, whine, moan, dripping drool while he is kissing, loving, slobbering, gnawing-

You felt his other hand move off and force your hand open, off his chest and intertwined and lace it tightly with his before removing his hand from your throat to force yours tightly against his, before finding it's loving place against your throat yet again,

You felt a shiver up your spine as you hummed, kissing back despite the sloppy movements, his cock resting against all your sensitive spots..

That fucking kiss..You could feel your slobbering pussylips grow ever-wetter, glossing out a slick coating Caelus's cock with squelching noises all for a kiss. That's all it took to melt you against the man.

You whimpered, the stretch a bit too much with the pre from his cock and juices from you spreading down to basically stick and glue your thighs and pussy-lips down onto Caelus.

Even now as Caelus' hand gently moved down your neck and holding your ass, kneading the flesh before giving it a little pat, as he pulled away from the kiss, drool spreading on his lips with a string connecting your lips to his.

"Sweetheart-..move. Come on, please..? Do-don't say no-!" he begged, his eyes dewy as you whimpered. No..nonono, you can't do that! You didn't want this to begin with!

You had no idea how you're here..why you're here. You should be back home, not in this stupid novel, not it going horribly hazardous! But the urge was far too much to stop, using your force you used energy and a hand on Cael's chest to lift yourself up.

You could be feeling spiders crawl down your back with the feel of your juices and his pree becoming sticky right at your pussy-lips and the hilt of his cock.

It was making it all sticky as tears dripped down your cheeks as Cael wiped them off lovingly, on hand tightly laced against yours. You softly pushed yourself down, plunging his cock deep and repeating over and over and over till your bouncing on his cock with difficulty from the pain and burn in your upper thighs.

"Hah-hah-C-Cael..pl-pleas-mmmgh-ye-yeah-hah-" You whined out, whimpering and crying softly as Cal nodded, "IknowIknow-! Pl-please, yes-yes, my love. Just like that-!"

You whimpered, trying to get yourself off over and over and over in jagged bounces while trying not to get tired as you whimpered, "Ha-ahm-mnh" you felt burns in your legs.

More and more and more and it just wasn't enough!

"C-cael..I-I can't! Do-hmmh-hmg-do something!" you mumbled, huffing as you settled your weight on him, as he pulled away his hand from yours and put them both on your waist, moving you softly as if spelling his name with your hips.

Your mouth was drooling as he wiped your lips gently, shoving his thumb in as you sucked softly, before he pulled it out. Using his wet thumb to gently circle your clit.

“Please- nghhh please, it feels t-too good–”

Feeling the thumbing of your clit, you subconsciously grind down humming in delight as Caelus smiles in between whines, whimpers and dewy eyes of his own.

You could feel the edge approaching as you huffed,using whatever energy you had to force yourself to fuck down on him, bouncing happily.

Over the sound of skin over skin with plap, plap, plap! in routine with the squealches from the pre cum and juices causing a sticky mixture in between your and Caelus's thighs and your pussy-lips and his cock.

The swell of his vein-covered shaft protrudes against some of your sweetest spots, probing. “I feel- feel it-”

“Yeahhh—? Is-I-iss she memorizing it?” Caelus asked, a tone far too mischievous to be his own conscious and live mind as you looked down at his own fucked out, pussy-drunk face..

This? On your first time? He'll die if he got to actually fuck it everyday..

"..Yes, for you, my dear" you mumbled, despite the embarrassment of sleeping with a man who you didn't want to admit made you fele good or fucked you better than anyone..espcially not the man who had basically forced himself onto you, even if he didn't mean to.

"Come on..Caelus, fuck me-! Harder, faster, rougher!" you whined out, as you felt Caelus groan and almost cry out with his grip on your tightening as you he fucked up into you.

white-hot sparks of pleasure running through Caelus as he whimpered, feeling you clamp down like a vice, refusing to let him even move, "are you close..? Love?" he asked and he didn't even need to wait for an answer.

You couldn't tell when you came, gushing down so hard..but you did feel Cael pump you full, pressing down on your tummy right beefore you cum gushes down, mixing with the pre, the juices and his own cum as h pulled you in a rough kiss.

"Hm..mhm. My love" he hummed, in the kiss, smiling as he gently stroked your clit a few more times. The white-hot sparks of pleasure, not dying down..

You're just such a perfect slut for him!

[tokyoghls]

✩͏ cw: fem!reader, unprotected, established relationship, cowgirl, begging, brēedıng kink. baby trapping. mdni.

logan can’t help but give into his girl’s urges.

“wait— slow down yeah?”. logan’s words broke through the white noise, pulling you momentarily out of your trance. his rough and much bigger hand held your ass cheek while he tried not to drown in your cunt too much, but he knew he was far too deep, he couldn’t stop you even if he wanted. his beefy arm held hard on the battered headboard, trying to keep himself grounded, but you were squeezing him so good it was nearly impossible. “wade’s gonna hear— slow down” he almost pleaded but your moans didn’t stop.

“no, please, ‘m- almost there”. those words made his head spin, his dick was being squeezed so hard inside your walls that it was difficult to think straight. your mouth let a pitchy loud moan escape, your knees were digging themselves against his thighs and your head was nuzzled against his neck, peppering sweet butterfly kisses on his skin that was covered in a thin sheat of sweat. “‘m so close”.

“get off, c-can’t take it anymore”. logan groaned, hand rubbing up and down your sweaty back. you’ve lost track of how many hours it’s been, riding him until he was a dumb pussy drunken mess. but you enjoyed this, the way his eyebrows twitched whenever he was too close, the way his calloused fingers would rub circles against your waist to try and prolong himself as much as he could, and it never helped. your pussy was too good he couldn’t help it. “fuck, princess- please don’t be like that -ah”.

“please, please— need it”. you begged, not letting his hands push you away, whiny pleas getting out of your mouth at any moment his dick bottomed out, filling you to the brim and his cockhead hit just the right spot when you were leaning against him that way. you wanted logan to breed you and nothing was going to stop it from happening.

he was so pussy drunk he couldn’t even lift you up and off from his dick, enjoying too much the way it clamped down on it almost forgetting he was about to cum inside you. “fuck fuck fuck- we can’t”.

“yes we can, please fill me up- cum inside me please”. you bounced up and down faster than before not giving him a chance to think straight. your slippery cunt was wetting his shaft with every drag of it against your spongey walls, getting it nice and wet. he grasped both of your ass cheeks now, squeezing the soft skin between clammy fingers, he was so damn close.

logan couldn’t even speak a word out before his feet curled, a gasp leaving his mouth as he cummed— and he cums a lot. thick velvety ropes that pours and seeps deeply into your tight cunt. “yes, yes fill me up- so good”. it's so much to where it's shamelessly dribbling down your thighs in creamy stringy clumps, a groan leaving his mouth at the realization. pulling his dick out, he watches as the thick spurts of cum drop down to his pelvis. he wipes them off with his fingers and pushes them back inside you, pumping them a few times, getting a few low moans out of you lips before you hear someone scream from the other side of the door.

“my fucking god, finish already!”.

note: lord this is so bad but i had this scenario in my head for a while.

[redroses07]

Luigi Mangione x Fiance!Reader

W/C: 1.2k

Summary: You see your fiance on the news, but not for anything good. You argue, and then you fuck.

Warnings: Smut 18+, Minors DNI, fingering, unprotected PinV sex (please use a condom irl), Dom/Sub, smut with feelings, arguing, mention of murder (duh), violence (also duh), swearing, mention of blood, kinda hurt comfort, angst, kinda a crackfic.

A/N: For legal reasons, THIS IS A JOKE. (if you know me irl, no you don't.) Idk y'all, this idea just came to me, and I'll probably be put on a list for this but yk, yolo. Anyways! Enjoy, and lmk in the comments if you want a part two with more angst. Love you guys!

“Fuck, fuck, fuck” you mutter as you see the news banner. Written in bold capital letters.

‘UNITED HEALTHCARE CEO BRIAN THOMPSON ASSASSINATED BY UNKNOWN MASKED MAN’

A blurry CCTV image pictured a man in a green hoodie. His face was partially masked, but his eyes were still visible.

Your stomach dropped…you would recognize those eyes anywhere

‘he actually did it, that fucking idiot’, You thought to yourself.

You scrambled to find your phone, debating if making a call would consider you an accomplice in court.

You didn’t give a fuck.

You opened your phone, clicking on the only name you had pinned. Your heart rate increased with every ring.

Dial tone.

“Shit.” Your hands shook as you held back tears.

You faced cardiac arrest as your phone began to ring, the name ‘Luigi’ appearing at the top.

“Luigi, you fucking idiot they have you on the news.” You whispered, even if you were alone you couldn’t risk anyone overhearing.

You could hear his heavy breathing through the phone.

"Don't worry, I did what I had to." His usually calm voice was laced with anger.

"Where the hell are you?"

"Don't worry about that. I'll be home soon." He hung up on you.

You shouted in anger and you flung your phone across the room. Plopping down on the couch, you let your head fall into your shaky hands.

You kept your eyes locked on the door, continuing to curse under your breath. Praying that it would soon open, and the man you loved would walk through unharmed.

Someone, somewhere, must have heard your pleas because several minutes later Luigi came flying through the door. Out of breath, he wiped the sweat from his brow. He had a horrified look in his eyes, rightfully so.

You wasted no time, springing from your seat and rushing towards him. Taking his face in your hands you inspected him for any injuries, thankful for less than a scratch.

"Baby I'm fine." He took your hand in his, moving it away from his face.

"Well, yeah physically. But are we going to ignore the fact that you're now a fucking fugitive?" You shouted, refusing to hold back your anger.

"You don't understand. He fucking deserved it."

You pulled away from him, walking to the other side of the room.

"I'm not saying he didn't. but they're gonna catch you eventually, and then what?"

"I guess I'll go to jail. Sometimes these things have to be done. Violence has to be fought with violence."

Tears welled in your eyes, but they were no longer fearful. They were tears of rage.

"Are you serious?" You threw your hands up in the air.

"This is bigger than us, I want things to change for everyone." He took a few steps toward you, eyes not leaving you.

"What the fuck am I supposed to do if you're in jail? I fucking love you, Luigi. I understand what you're trying to do, but what if I'm not ready to make those sacrifices." Your voice was broken.

Luigi was silent. Staring at you with glassy eyes, and you could tell he was holding back tears as well.

You went back to your place on the couch, beginning to cry. You hid your face, tears falling into your sweaty palms.

After several moments alone, you felt a strong arm wrap around your body. Luigi pulled you into him, your cold skin pressed against his warm chest.

"I'm sorry." From the sound of it, Luigi was crying along with you.

"Hey, look at me." Lugi placed his hand under your chin, lifting your gaze.

"No matter what happens, I swear on my fucking life that I will find my way back to you." He didn't stutter, he didn't falter. He was the most honest man you knew, and his words gave you hope.

His lips crashed against yours, pulling you into a passionate kiss. It was as if it was the last time your lips would ever meet, and perhaps it was.

He pulled you even closer to him, and you wished for your bodies to melt into each other. Your hands found his hair, tugging at his loose curls. You let out a small moan. Luigi bit your lip, and the metallic taste of blood filled your mouth.

A pair of warm hands pressed themselves against your torso, tightly gripping your skin. Your lips disconnected for only a moment as your shirt was removed, your bra along with it.

You were pushed back against the couch cushion, Luigi's lips exploring your body. You took the opportunity to pull his shirt off, exposing his toned abs.

Before you knew it, your shorts and panties were gone. What had started out as an argument, had turned into the complete opposite.

Luigi sat up, examining you with a loving gaze.

"You're so beautiful." He said before diving into another kiss.

Your tongues tangled together, as Luigi applied pressure to your sensitive clit. You let out a low moan.

Luigi let out a deep laugh, before plunging two fingers into your aching core. You arched your back, unable to take the wave of pleasure that washed over you.

"You like that?" He whispered in your ear. His deep voice made you wetter than you already were; if that was even possible.

Luigi sucked and moaned against your skin as he worked. Your orgasm was approaching faster than normal.

"Fuck, oh fuck, I'm gonna.." You panted.

"Shhh, it's okay baby, cum for me." His free hand comes up to caress your face.

You ride out your orgasm with his fingers still inside of you, and before you know it; he is removing his belt and pants.

It's a blur, and his cock is inside of you. He's pumping in and out of you, slow but not too slow. A passionate type of slow. You had never felt so loved during sex until you met Luigi. Intimacy meant more to him than just pleasure, it was an act of love.

He laced your fingers together as he continued to fuck you, and you had never felt closer to him than you did at this moment. No one but the two of you, and the sounds of your moans.

"I fucking love you." It was the hundredth time he'd said it in the past hour, but it felt the same every time.

Luigi released himself inside of you and collapsed on your chest. He pulled out, his cum leaking from your cunt.

He continued to litter kisses on your skin, whispering praises between each one.

"We'll get through this." He whispered, barely loud enough for you to hear.

You did your best to push your troubles to the back of your mind. As for now, being with him was all that mattered. however, you never knew when it would be the last time.