#Raven Navel

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I was hyponotized by that Rabit Hole animation with Hatsune Miku and I drew this

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have a chubby Raven

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favorite outfits of the last couple months heehee

In order: barbie movie, baby’s first non lobe piercing, and wow it’s raining so much (time to wear my crocs)

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Unwanted emotions ✧

Plot: You’re Sukuna’s new concubine.

A/N: heian era / true form sukuna

In Sukuna's lavish palace chambers, the air was thick with exotic incense and the musky scent of sex.

He lounged on plush silk cushions, his muscular arms draped lazily over the scantily-dressed women squirming against his powerful frame.

One concubine trailed kishy kisses along his chiseled abs, her tongue teasing the strange tendril mouths above his navel.

But Sukuna's gaze drifted in bored disinterest. These women, for all their excessive praise and fake desire, failed to truly ignite that deep, burning hunger he ached for down in his very soul.

Their affections were empty and rehearsed - too afraid to look past the monster and see the conflicted man craving something more than just physical pleasure.

Perhaps that's why his strange red eyes kept wandering over to you, the newest and plainest concubine tucked in the corner.

An unadorned beauty with an innocent charm that somehow snagged his restless focus like nothing else.

The other women put on exaggerated shows of flattery and lust while you seemed sweetly oblivious, simply existing in your natural, unashamed state.

A pure, unpolished gem shining amongst these hollow pretty things.

There was a graceful vulnerability about your naive wonder at everything around you that wormed its way under Sukuna's skin.

Yet the idea that something as delicate and wholesome as your radiant presence could somehow reach the twisted, blackened depths of his cursed spirit felt like blasphemy too vile to entertain.

He was an incarnation of violence and destruction. A bringer of bloody havoc spawned from humanity's darkest fears and malice to reign over their inevitable extinction.

He was meant to corrupt and decimate mere flickering human sparks underfoot...Not wilt under the glow of something so untainted and sacred.

And still, your serene, unguarded gaze would rise innocently to meet his searing crimson stare.

Brimming with curiosity and something that almost looked like shy tenderness stirring in your big, soulful eyes despite the monster boring into you with hungry intensity.

That was when Sukuna felt his carefully constructed walls shake with a tempestuous tide of self-loathing and shameful longing. A maelstrom of ruinous desire echoing tauntingly on repeat:

How does something so frail and hopelessly fragile dare to have a living curse like me think impure thoughts about defiling her light? I who am the embodiment of every vile evil spawned to subjugate what pathetic existence dares to carry on...

Yet this pitiful human woman insists on smiling those soft, clueless little smiles at a monster - far too unholy to feel anything more than wicked temptation to defile her right here in this den of sin...

A rasping snarl ripped from the darkest, most twisted depths of Sukuna's ruined soul.

One clawed, monstrous hand flexed with the urge to reach out and crush the sickening lure of your radiance tempting that last shard of buried humanity entombed in nightmarish lightlessness--

Until that solitary, smoldering ember of depravity flared blinding and all-consuming in the wake of his ravenous yearning.

[yanderenightmare]

MORE TOJI! MORE JJK! MORE YANDERE! MORE KIDNAPPED DARLING! MORE SMUT!

Fushiguro Toji

TW: NSFW, dubcon/noncon

fem reader

He always mounts you with a cocky grin that has you feeling jumpy – loins weak, knees shaking under the threat of his big hands as he grabs your thighs and places himself between them. Cock bobbing proudly against the black ant trail running towards his navel, sturdy and veined just like much of the tough muscle lining his arms and chest. 

Your cunt’s tingly and wet just at sight – cheeks warm and mouth watery – a soundless gasp weak in your throat when you feel the bed sink, dipping beneath his weight as he shuffles close – skin to skin.

You’re on your back, belly-up and exposed, while he bears down on you like a big mouth of teeth tearing up prey. One hand cupping your breasts with a firmness you don’t know whether to excuse with horny curiosity or possessiveness – or just plain dominance. Maybe a mix of all three. All you know is that it feels good when he grabs into the soft flesh, rubbing the nipple between gritty fingers – making you whine.

His other hand holds you down by the neck – lips nipping your cheek with hot breaths – clammy where your thighs overlap each other as he bullies himself inside your taut heat slowly until he’s balls-deep. You suck in a breath at the sting, curling your toes, and he hisses at the tightness, setting the pace with a groan on every heavy thrust. 

Your hands, tied above you, reach before they clench and strain, with nails leaving crescent indents in your palms each time your hips buck in response – feeling him nudge right and tight against your womb, right there against your sweet spot – making your walls ripple and pulse around his thick shaft as your cunt swallows him up – puffy pussylips kissing his base with a wet lewd shlick on every deep stroke. It all drives him insane – goading him to try and go deeper.

You cry at the lounges, feeling stormed each time he takes a dive and robbed each time he pulls back – moaning with girlish squeals right at his ear where he bears a toothy smirk, knowing he’s driving you over the edge. 

You pant, dewy-faced and flushed from your head down to your toes as he lifts your legs up over his shoulders and folds you right in half – thighs pressed neatly against your chest. He lets out a pleased sigh at how tight you choke under the new weight – seizing up around his shaft like a clenched fist, desperately milking him.

He knows you’re trying to say something silly like slow down, but all he can hear is a pitiful whine of his name and it just sets him off like nothing else as he pounds into you – hips slapping against your ass – going deep and even deeper, running you through at a merciless pace you’re left with nothing but high-pitched squeals as you cum around his veined shaft and shake from the intensity while he continues like nothing’s happened, fucking you through it till you feel another one forming.

You’re breathless when he gathers your thighs tight and hugs them in his thick arms, your feet in the air as he lifts until only your back is against the bed. He’s so deep you think he’s rearranging organs to make space for himself – knocking ribs as he fucks your hole into a stretched-out dripping mess. Another knot tightens and snaps at the force, rushing your body – leaving you feeling numb and warm while he continues.

His face cuddles your calf, sweat dripping down his temple, giving the skin a soft bite after a sloppy kiss – slowing down only to drive in as far as he can to hold himself there – steady and deep. 

You moan at the warmth as he shoots thick ropes into your belly, and he releases a sigh while hugging your thighs a little tighter to finish with the last drops.

When he’s done, he rests his head on your breasts – raven hair sweaty and sticking to his forehead. 

He yawns and sucks the inside of his cheek – pleased, eyes watery with sleep before shortly beginning to snore. 

[dragongirlpoet]

Dark Signs

Part I

<Read Part II here>

Alucard x female reader

Synopsis: A flirty, playful night with Adrian takes a dark turn. (1.6k words)

TW: Dark fantasy, horror, blood, smut (explicit) 🔞

This is my first attempt at smut, and who better than my bby Alucard as MC. I hope you enjoy it!

“…And there, in the dead of night, under a moon so maroon, the White Wolf prowled — ravenous. Sturdy were its footsteps, calculated were its gait. Ahead, still as a rosebud in a windless twilight, its prey lay splayed out — helpless. 

Something about its small intakes of breath, its unsuspecting demeanour, made it all the more enticing for the imposing predator. Ever so slowly, the White Wolf, eyes like the golden gleam of a rising dawn, emerged from the thicket, pressing forward, inching closer, closer, closer…”

Body hovering over mine, Alucard’s words were a rasp above my cheek. The antiquated tome he had been reading from now a forgotten humdrum between our bodies. As velvet lips collided into me, I melded into his being. He was a hypnotic wave crashing into shore, and I was but delicate driftwood being dragged underwater.

His kiss was insistent, impatient. I had no escape, no cavity of air to quell the lack of oxygen in my lungs. Still, I kept going, because he was the only breath I needed. My fingers clawed ruthlessly at his back — muscle and bone Herculean from years of battling night creatures and evil forces. Skin so utterly cold, yet I wanted — needed — more.  

His body was a frigid storm to my fervent summer. “You are glorious as the solstice sun, darling. With you I am forever warm, within you I live eternally,” the confession falling easy from his lips the day he had taught me how to hunt.

Faces lost in each other, bodies entwined and limbs tugging like our lives depended on it, Alucard let his hand roam under my nightdress, finally finding solace in the swell of my chest. I shifted slightly at the unusual chill. Was he ever this cold?

Over the months I had become accustomed to his half human intricacies. His unnerving stillness, his undeniable thirst for blood try as he might to hide it, his erratic need to stay up nights in a row roaming the castle “just to be sure…” 

I was no fool. Those witching hours almost always had him back in his childhood room — he would stare, as if entranced, at the spot he had staked his father. And I would see the grief in his eyes — the absolute contrition at his travesty, one he wished he could take back, but couldn’t. 

Alucard, the son of the great Dracula and benevolent Lisa Tepes, the almighty dhampir. A being so beautiful he could bring a kingdom to its knees, yet one so cruelly tormented by his past.

“Baby, eyes on me.” My eyes fluttered open, realising I was lost in the wrong moment. He crashed his lips into mine once again. 

As if in a bid to stop my obsessive thinking, he started to grab at my breast, kneading furiously, thumb toying with my nipple. I leaned in closer, but alas my human endurance had reached its limits and I pulled away for air. 

“I want to know what happened to the prey. I am most opposed to unfinished stories,” I tried to play coy in between ragged breaths. Nose to mine, he wore a smirk on his handsome face. He had a playful glint to his stare — contemplative, as if taunting me to continue with my officious fib. 

Alucard picked the tome up from my stomach, grazing his fingers ever so slightly over my abdomen. He trailed the book slowly down my navel, its cracked spine against my bare skin sent fireworks to my core. I watched with bated breath as the print finally landed where he wanted it — in between my legs. He dragged its spine down, then up again, repeating the motion, teasing, eyes never leaving mine. 

Satisfied with how wet my undergarment had become, he hushed, “I think it better if I showed you instead. Don’t you agree, princess?” 

“Ye..yesss,” 

“Do you like that?”

“Yesss…”

“Open your legs wider.”

I obeyed. Submitting to him was easy. Too easy.

“Let’s see just how wet you are for me, hmm?” 

Without warning, Alucard ripped my soaking cloth off my hips and plunged two fingers inside. I cried out at the shock and how good it felt, and as if by instinct grabbed his hands and guided them deeper into me. Alucard let out a stifled moan at my brazenness, his erection growing fast under his black britches.

He watched with eyes half-lidded, completely spellbound as I bounced into his hand, my breasts rising and falling with every thrust. Body and mind so turned on he reached urgently into his pants and started stroking his length. 

For a long moment we just sat there, eyes locked on each other, legs spread wide, our sex stimulated. And what a profane sight it must have been for our bed chamber was filled with nothing but wanton “fucks” and the squelching of his fingers coated in my lust. 

I fucked myself into his fingers harder, and reached desperately for his cock. With more force than necessary, he caught both my wrists with his free hand and pinned them to my stomach. “That’s for later,” he chided. 

Alucard was usually wary of his inhuman strength around me. But tonight, tonight he was carnal, rough, like an animal being let out of its cage. His knuckles went white with how much pressure he had put on my wrists, and I bit my lip knowing it was going to bruise. 

As if to edge me further, Alucard pulled his fingers out and gazed at them ever so intently, admiring the slather of fluid glistening like diamonds on his digits. If his etherealness hadn’t killed me, then perhaps what he did next would have driven me close to death. With deliberate calm, he brought his fingers into his mouth, swiping his tongue over my juices, savouring every single trickle.

My dhampir, hair like a divine cascade of golden waterfalls, on his knees, drinking my lust as if it were vital sustenance, yet all that he was was in direct contrast to his reverence — powerful, dominant and deadly. I marvelled at his masculine elegance — the way his pectorals tensed as he licked his fingers dry, how his faded sanguine scar stood distinct against his alabaster skin, the definition of muscles that ran down his pelvis…

I swallowed. 

“God, you taste so good. Only for me, yes?” 

“Yesss…” Being thoroughly educated and well-read, I was fairly ashamed it was all the vocabulary I could muster.

And it would seem that more crude words were soon to follow, as Alucard then dove in between my thighs and sent his tongue plunging — deep, depraved — into my clenching walls.  

“Fuuuck, Adrian!” 

Hearing his name sent him over the edge, and he started sucking hard — wet pillow lips against wet pillow flesh. I was heaven and hell collided, rising from it like the luminescent birth of a star. I ground my core into his face, hands grasping his woven-gold hair, willing him to dive further into me. 

Alucard groaned in pleasure against my clit. Powerful, cold hands gripped my thighs apart, and my sweet lover lay soft kisses to the insides, thumbs expertly caressing my sensitive folds. In all his vampire glory, he bared his fangs ever so slightly, sharp teeth just barely peeking through, grazing them over my clit and thighs, nibbling, never breaking skin. I was undone. 

“Adrian…Adrian please…”

“Please what?”

I was all heavy pants and delirious to give a coherent reply.

Head still positioned at the apex of my thighs, his eyes raked over his masterpiece — delicate features coated in sweat, nipples hard from stimulation and the soppy, pulsating cunt laid out like a feast inches from his mouth. What a mess he had made of me, and a mess he was most certainly proud of. 

From in between my legs, Adrian was a fallen angel from a paradise unknown. His eyes like gold afire were so wholly glazed over they looked like one with the smouldering flames nestled atop our chamber candles. 

Patience waning, he asked again. “Please…” humming the words into my clit…“what?” A loud moan escaped my lips. I arched my back in sheer pleasure, feeling the build up in my core.

He dragged his fangs against my thighs, eyes fixated on mine, drinking in my desire. 

“I want…I want…” my chest heaving so violently from how close I was to release.

“What do you want?” Adrian moved to whisper against my ear. This was too much. 

“I want…I want you to turn me.”

Alucard went very still, his pupils blown wide. Everything went very still. The flames lost its dance, the curtains absent of sway.

“What did you say?” His voice was still water with undercurrents of danger. 

His statuesque figure towered over me, pinning me under. 

“I said, I want you to turn me.” 

Alucard held my stare, and as I took them in, an unearthly shadow seemed to lurk beneath those incandescent irises. 

If my question threw him off guard, his unsettling stillness made it clear he wasn’t most fond of surprises. It took a long moment before he finally moved, his supernatural speed having him by the window in seconds. 

Frustration soon shrouded my orgasmic high. I forced my spent body off the reprieve of our mattress. He was going to answer me whether he liked it or not.

“Adrian! You cannot disregard my question any longer! I’ve wanted this from the first time you made love to me, don’t pretend it was never asked of you,” exasperation evident in my tone.

“Peril or not, I am not afraid. I…”

A sudden squall of wind extinguished the flickering flames. Our bed chamber was plunged into chasmic darkness, summoning a bitter chill that seeped through the wooden floors. There, still as a predator hunting prey, hovered the glowing golden orbs of Alucard's eyes, the blacks of his pupils far wider than I’d ever seen. 

“A…Adrian?” 

Part II

[leviismybby]

Levi and his favorite ways to make you cum

Eating you out

Levi gets pleasure from watching you receive pleasure, he never fucks you without eating you out first. His head is buried between those thighs of yours that he loves to squeeze as his tongue runs up and down your wet folds. "You taste so fucking good, can eat this pussy all day."

He laps at your cunt, holding your thighs wide open for him, he flicks his tongue on your clit making you arch your back. "Mhh look at that." Levi pulls back to admire the view of your wet pussy, it's twitching under his gaze. He leans back and spits on it before eating you out like a man starved, it's messy and the noises his mouth makes against your wetness are enough to make you blush. You tug on his hair harshly, your hips start to move and Levi knows you're close. "Give it to me. Cum, let me taste you." Your legs shake as you cum on his tongue, gripping on his raven hair, his shadowy eyes watch your every move. When you're done cumming, Levi doesn't let you off that easy, he slurps all of your juices and cleans you up nicely with his tongue, sometimes making you cum twice with this action. He would kiss your inner thighs afterward, letting you know that he is more than satisfied with you.

Nipple play

Mhm, you heard me, Levi can make you cum just by sucking and playing with your nipples, that's exactly why he loves making you cum that way. He lays between your open legs, your top pulled down exposing your breasts to him. Levi's mouth closes around your nipple, while he lets his fingers rub the other nipple. Soft moans leave your lips, you rub his back gently as his tongue swirls around your nipple. He likes to tease you from time to time by pitching your nipples lightly. "Shhh...let me do what I do best.." He pulls his mouth away from your breast and starts to tweak both of your hard buds with his fingers. You bite your lip, back arching into his hands. "You're gonna cum just from this, aren't you? Naughty girl..." He sucks a mark into the plush of your breasts and some on your collarbone as his hands continue to caress your sensitive nipples. Feeling the heat between your legs, you rub your thighs together and Levi notices it. His mouth is back on your nipples, tongue licking and sucking on them. A shiver runs down your spine, you can feel your navel grow tighter. "Levi...I'll cum." You whine as he bites on your nipple, feeling your body arch up even more as you cum. "Good girl." Levi kisses both of your breasts after you've cum.

With his dirty talk

Sure Levi is amazing at making you cum by touching you but sometimes he really doesn't have to, all he has to do is make you touch yourself as he watches. Your hand rubs your swollen pussy, your head thrown back as a moan surpasses your lips. "Just like that, you're so pretty like this." He is sitting on the chair before your bed, watching your hand carefully. "Can you spread your legs a little bit wider for me yeah? So that I can that pretty cunt of yours better." You do as he says, spreading your legs wide and moving your hand even harder. "That's my girl, you know how to listen." His eyes are filled with lust and he is hard as a rock but he will hold back his urges because he wants to see you cum like this. "Enter two fingers into you. I have to get you ready for my cock." His words just make you more wet as you enter tap fingers inside of you. "There we go. You're dripping all over the sheets and I not even touching you." He smirks a little when he sees you moaning, your pussy clenching around your fingers. "Such a good girl aren't you? Or are you just a slut who can't wait for me to fuck you?" You start to move your fingers faster, feeling your orgasm build up. "Cum baby, go on. Let me watch you fall apart like this." His words were what pushed you over the edge and you cum all over your hand and the sheets.

Riding him

He likes you in any position to make that clear but there's just something about seeing you bounce on top of him that makes him fall deeper in love with you, if that's possible at this point. His grip on your hips is steady as you move up and down on top of him, your hands holding onto his upper arms, his cock deep inside of you. "That's right, ride your captain's cock just like that." You start to move faster, feeling his cock stretch your walls even more. Your nails dig into his bicep, the sound of skin slapping filling your ears. Levi growls before taking your hips and lighting you off his cock just so that he can slam you back down and make you moan loud. "Fuck Levi! Yes! Right there!" His cock touches your cervix and you throw your head back, mouth open wide. "Yeah? You gonna cum for me?" You nod as your pussy squeezes him tightly, an intense pleasure washes over you. "Keep squeezing me like that...make me cum deep inside of you..let's cum together baby." He leans in and bites into your neck as you roll your hips more passionately against him, his hands move from your hips to your back pulling your body closer to him so that he can feel all of it, every single shiver as you cum. "Yeah...there we go. Cum for me princess." Your pussy clamps down on him and you cum, Levi following shortly after, filling you up with his seed.

Squirting

Oh boy, it's probably his favorite thing ever. Levi loves making a mess out of you. You lay down on the bed, one of his hands holding the nape of your nape while the other one slowly rubs your cunt. "Fucking-You're always so damp, it makes it easy for me to make you cum." Levi uses his thumb to rub your clit, loving the way your body shakes with each move he makes. He teases you for a little hit before entering a finger inside of you making you gasp. "How many fingers do you think you can take huh? Two? Three?" He asks you as if you can respond while moaning as his finger moves in and out of you. Soon, a second finger is deep inside of you, making your grip the sheets, he kisses the side of your face, pumping his fingers relentlessly into your pussy. "Looks like two of your limit which is a shame, I think your little cunt can take more don't you?" Before you can say anything, a third finger pushes past your walls making you scream in pleasure, it's a little painful at first but it goes away quickly, Levi knows how to use his fingers well. "See? You can take fucking three." Your pussy starts to clamp on his fingers, your body starts to twitch and you squirt all over his hand, making a mess. "Good girl name, good girl..." He kisses your cheek as you calm down from the intense satisfaction your body jsit felt. "Mhh I liked that too much...", He liked it so much, that he just had to do it second time and then the third time...and maybe a forth....

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[muzansfangs]

Sugar daddy Geto Suguru.

Starring: Geto Suguru x f!reader;

Format: head canons;

Warnings: nsfw, fluff, sugar daddy dynamics, age gap but the reader is 18+, vaginal sex, praise kink, unprotected sex, cock-warming, shower sex, breeding kink, spanking, showing off the partner, pet names, possessiviness, dom!Suguru, sub!reader, oral sex (reader!receiving), oral sex (Suguru!receiving);

Plot: what does being Suguru’s sugar baby imply? How is he in bed? How does he treat you outside the bedroom? Let’s explore the topic together.

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• Suguru is the best sugar daddy you could have ever asked for. Expect romantic dinners in the most exclusive places, restaurants in which even getting a reservation is almost impossible. His name and influence might help him getting his way, but you know that he would not care that much about a location, if he had to go out for lunch alone. It is all for you, for making you feel special. Because, yes, my dear, you are special to him.

• He is kind of strict regarding your relationship. If you happen to break a rule, he does not go that easy on you. Maybe, it is time to teach his little girl a lesson. Maybe, he just loves the soft whimpers leaving your lips, as he makes you lay your stomach over his lap and spanks you. It does not last long, though. Your punishment will consist mainly in dropping on your knees and sucking him off, until the tip of your nose is pressed onto his navel.

• He is the type to buy you expensive lingerie only to rip it off of you the moment he sees you wearing it for him. He cannot help himself. As his fingers roughly make sure to tear the fabric apart, tossing the torn panties behind him, promises leave his mouth. You know he is going to break them anyway, because how could you believe to his “The next one I’ll buy you will make it to Christmas”, if he just asks you to wear them for him the moment you step into his penthouse? But you believe him, when he says the next set of cute panties he will gift you will be even prettier than the last one.

• Suguru is the kind of sugar daddy who loves watching people covet what is his. Naturally, he considers you his property. While he does not miss his chances to show you off during social events, or any given occasion he gets, he can get quite jealous and possessive for the lingering gazes some men shoot in your direction. This, however, only fuels his wicked desire to watch them turn livid, when he drapes his arm around your waist and leaves some open-mouthed kisses on the crook of your neck. He is not that discreet about it.

• You are his princess, get it inside your head. As long as he loves being in control, he absolutely adores worshipping your body with the equal dedication he reserves to you, while buying you whatever your heart craves. If you have been particularly loving towards him, he pushes you down onto his bed and spends hours with his mouth buried between your legs, dragging you to madness orgasm after orgasm. Your whimpers and cute moans are music to his ears, as he grips your thighs and drapes your legs over his shoulders. His tongue delves into you easily, tasting you, driving you mad.

• Suguru loves watching you grip the bedsheets at your sides as you brace yourself, but not as much as he adores it when you tug at his long, dark hair. He usually stops eating you out, raspy voice sending shivers down your spine, as he orders you to pull at his thick, raven strands.

• “Tug at my hair, darling. Show me how good I am at treating your greedy pussy right”.

• There is nothing he wants more than you riding him, as his hands grip your hips and he helps you to find your pace and balance. There is a reason why he loves that position. The first time you got intimate, you had made love that way and he would never forget the feeling he got that night. He would have never forced you to offer your body to him. But you wanted it, you insisted, and he could have not refused you. Not in that life, not in another one.

• “You are so beautiful like that, you are so pretty. You are taking me so good, princess” he whispers in your ear, one of his hand gripping your hip as the other is sprawled over your back. You are doing your best in taking him, moving up and down on his shaft as he softly groans next to your ear. He knows his length is impressive and he is proud of it. The way you whimper and pant, as you struggle to completely welcome him into your warm walls, will forever make him crumble at your feet.

• If he is busy reading some papers, but you happen to walk by his desk, there is no way in the world he is going to let it slide. His huge hand latches onto your wrist and he gently tugs you to him.

• “Drop your panties, baby” he purrs, as you obediently do it and, without making a fuss about it, you straddle his waist to keep his cock warm and sheathed into you. If you behave, careful not to squirm around too much, he might even reward you by bending you over the desk and filling you up until your womb is swollen.

• Sugar daddy Suguru, who would do anything to see you smile, who buys you a flat for your graduation and does not want anything else in return. The way he picks you up bridal-style, crossing the threshold of that apartment, makes butterflies flutter in your stomach and it does not take a lot for you two to get rid of your clothes and make love on the floor. This time, though, without a condom.

• Suguru, who loves making love to you in his tub, water splashing out onto the floor as your moans echo through the bathroom. Those days are the cozy and romantic ones, those are the days he realizes he wants something more than an arrangement, or a peculiar beneficial relationship. Scented candles all around you are the only light in the room and he loves watching the shadows casted on your face, as you climax around him so deliciously.

• Soon enough, maybe after a year or two, he does not want you as a sugar baby anymore, because he wants to marry you. That ring on your finger only means that. He will take care of you forever, for the rest of your life.

AUTHOR NOTE.

Hello there! I am in late with everything and I know it. Yet, these two weeks have literally been Hell on Earth for me. Don’t worry, I’m trying to get a grip and find a decent schedule to follow for my updates. Now, focusing on this little scrap, I just needed to get this out of my system. I love Suguru. I need him, I miss him, I worship him. Probably, I’ll start writing for JJK too in the future. As for now, likes, comments and re-posts are always appreciated!

Until next,

x o x o

[lavenderdiedforthetenthtime]

More Oc Drawover memes. This honestly captures their dynamic energy that I have in my brain more than any other serious drawing I’ve done of them

[13curses]

౨ৎ ‧₊˚ ⋅ 𝐃𝐎𝐙𝐈𝐍𝐆 & 𝐏𝐎𝐔𝐍𝐃𝐈𝐍𝐆 ✗ geto suguru (𝟏𝟖+)

MDNI ⸝⸝ nsfw ⸝ f!reader ⸝ creampie ⸝ unprotected sex ⸝ reader is kinda dozing off ‘n sleepy but it's all consensual (ø somno) ⸝ a bunch of ass touching ⸝ backshots ⸝ needy dom!suguru ⸝ if all’s well it ends in cuddles

synopsis ꒱ suguru gets home from a long-winded mission and yes, he wants to feel the warmth of your shared bed, but his priorities are the warmth of your insides. ᡣ𐭩

wc ꒱ 2.5k a/n ꒱ FIRST FIC ON THIS BLOG WOOOO wrote this w a headache, the impending doom, the cheezbot as my only follower && the insatiable need to fuck suguru raaaawww mama. enjoy xoxo

suguru’s gaze is scrutinizing your body now. his big shirt that you obtained as pajamas is creased at your stomach, raised enough to give a little insight to your skin, near your navel where your left hand is resting. the blanket is covering most of your lower area, but it's messy enough to reveal about a quarter of your thigh, along with the line of your panties clinging to your hips. those black panties are the ones with a dainty white ribbon on them, he knows despite your fingers covering the detail. 

you're mesmerising when you're in a slumber.

your skin looks heated even from afar, your hand has just moved from his favorite accessory on your underwear, and you’ve just taken a sharp breath leading you to a soft sigh and a quiet moan as you turn on your side, your upper leg now wholly exposed—

suguru needs a shower. he decides as he grunts in a scoffing manner, rubbing his temple with one, then both hands as he drags himself from the door borders to the bathroom connected to the bedroom.

within the water crashing his skin, he breathes out as his muscles relax. at least he tries to get them to, alas most of the tensity is in his dick. to put it rawly, when observing your snoozing state suguru's come the conclusion that it's either nudging you awake or relieving himself under the hot rain in the shower. 

his baby's just come to terms with falling asleep without him being home, how could he interrupt?

he turns his back at the stream and reaches for his shaft that's been hardening since he's inspected you. a low, broken sigh escapes his mouth at the awaited touch, so he puts his free hand on the wall to steady his position, beginning to gently stroke his partially soft cock. 

drops are rolling down his broad back and the glass of the cabin begins to fog up. all five of his finger pads are working to rile himself up, to display his prick in its fullness. yet, it's being awfully stingy, as if signalling that the water at its highest temperature is merely not enough to replace the tight warmth of yours.

“mmh— oh, fuck this.” suguru fusses, akin to a whine in disguise, dropping his hand from the tiles. plan b: he's gonna conk himself out and as soon as he wakes up, he's initiating morning sex. 

his dick drops from his rugged palm, limping helplessly, and as he shakes his thoughts off in regards to waking you up, he grabs his significant shower gel.

     afterwards, suguru stands at the foot of your bed, brushed raven hair resting on his shoulders, his towel neatly wrapped around his waist.

you're curled up on your side, waiting for him to be your assigned big spoon, unaware of your surroundings and his nasty thought process.

the gears in his brain are rusting — would you mind not looking so delicious in even a dreamy state? 

but suguru is just a man, and you're everything, so he takes two steps forward, kneels on the bed and scoots close to you. his symbolic gel soon reaches your nose, and you move your head a little. when he's leaning over your smaller frame, you shift your legs in awareness. he scoffs through his nostrils and places a cragged hand on your cheek, his mint breath fanning your face. he places a kiss on your temple, then two, then more.

your eyelashes flutter, your eye movement under your lids quickens. they open, droopy. suguru's affable, he doesn't say a thing just yet — his thumb is caressing your jawline.

“suguru..” you murmur, only audible within inches.

“hey, baby.”

you shuffle, wrinkling the sheets as you extend your legs to turn on your back. 

“mhh, how long have you been home?” you rasp, your lidded eyes meeting his. his hand travels down your neck to your thigh, nuzzling it. god, the inner part was heated.

“not long. just got out of the shower.”

he fixes the lifted part of the shirt you're wearing, but near immediately tucks it back up to stroke your side.

“'can tell.” you smile mildly at his scent. he chuckles in a deep tone as you yawn, “if you're g'na sleep naked, that's fine, but just c'me to bed. you must've worked hard.”

you graze his arm with invitation then turn a hundred and eighty degrees to your stomach, laying your cheek on your left forearm that's sinking onto the the feather-filled pillow which your right arm is hugging from under.

“'n fix my blanket.”

again, the material's barely covering half your body, but in a cross, not vertically. most of your thigh is exposed and the cotton is wrapping your round ass so nicely.

suguru leans away, licking his lips before biting the lower. he tilts his head to the side, now biting his tongue in uncertainty. his lips are sealed, pressed, then they open.

“i was thinking about pulling it off, actually.”

his confession leaves your eyebrows furrowed as you mewl an inarticulated 'what' before speaking.

“why? 'ts cold.”

“to reach you,” he leans back, massive hand creeping up your back, under the borrowed shirt, “and touch you.. a little.”

“sugu..”

his needy wish is slipping right out.

“can i fuck you to sleep, sweetheart?”

if you hadn't been awaked by his addictive scent and need to communicate, you'd think you are dreaming right now. your tired truth at the moment is that your man is crazy.

“i can sleep just fine, thank you.” you skimp, and suguru nearly moans in pain, but surpasses it.

“you know what i mean. may i fuck myself to sleep, then?”

god, he was needy and if you were to say no, his only escape route from his advancing boner was to relieve himself in the bathroom.

you attempt to think clearly, but you’re cut off by yet another yawn that transforms into a mewl.

“suguuu...”

he swallows, but doesn’t miss the action of you squirming just a little at his lustful words, lazily rotating your hips to keep composure. your lashes flicker as you open your lids to not crash asleep before you can give this more thought (or perhaps the first one amidst your sleepy complains).

he’s ready to remove his damp towel and lie either next to you and wait until morning or crawl back to the washroom like a loser, but you lift your head and look behind. the most awake he’s seen you since he’s arrived.

“you need me that much?” 

you sound generous.

he snorts, “i’m not just horny. i miss your tight little pussy a deranged amount.”

now that one sends bolts down your core and makes you moan under your sealed lips, squeezing your knees. still, you’re drowsy, so if your man wants to have your pussy in any position, you can simply lay still. you rest your head on the cloudy cushion and embrace it with both hands.

“then have me.”

the implication that you’re giving him access while getting what you want, which is to relax, immediately goes into his cock, which is so proud it’s demanding the towel be removed with a twitch. suguru draws a long, relieved breath, tugs at the fabric and eliminates it, instantly bowing down to touch you freely. 

he begins peppering your neck with kisses, wandering to your earlobe for a whisper.

“thank you, doll.” his hot breath sends low chills down your skin, right where his hands are travelling, massaging your bare back, the behind of the shirt rolled up to your shoulder blades. “good fuckin’ girl..”

he hugs your ribs with his muscular forearm, roaming your boobs with his persuasive palm. as he grazes your nipple, you shiver. his free hand goes down to your butt, digging into your flesh as his army of kisses continues on your nape — all in favour of prepping your wetness. he dodges the blanket with his knee before you both get tangled in the sea of sheets. the cold blows your skin; you wince.

“it's okay, sweetheart, tss, i'm g'na warm you up alright,” suguru soothes you, seasoning his preparation with words that never miss to rile you up, “have you been thinking of me? hoping i'd get home earlier to take care of you and your sweet, sweet spots?”

not a long time passes prior to your arousal swimmimg through your folds, which suguru feels up by digging under your cotton panties, coaxing your balmy juices. he recognises the sign to pull your underwear off, lifting your calves to roll the material down your ankles. he frames your thighs with his; he's careful not to burden you with his weight, strong thighs flexing to keep his composition.

he grabs an unused cushion to place under your stomach, and you assist by extending your arms on them, comfortably resting your flesh on said arms, face melting into the pillow. suguru takes his now hard cock in hand, stimulating the veiny length. a whimper escapes you as you feel the reddish tip touch your bottom, some precum leaving a tint.

“f’ck me..” you whine flatly, ‘cause your dreamy state is akin to a midwinter night’s wet dream.

“hah~” he breathes out, cock head already between your lower petals, “that’s not something to worry your pretty head about.”

suguru grips your left cheek as his fat tip is lead through your slit, and the deeper he's in, the more he’s towering towards you.

forthwith he's halfway inside you and upon your hot walls enticing him, his lids cover his eyes which roll back with a deep groan. he lets go of his manhood and directs that grip to your hip, digits deepening in your beloved fat. you lay still besides your tiny, sensitive squirms, however when suguru begins ploying inside your gummy walls, your lips depart and your eyebrows rise on their own.

cursewords are vocalized in his moans. his thrusts are advancing, so is the squelching of your wetness.

“yeahhh, jus' like that, god.” he remarks, spine straightening; his grasp on your buttocks being a steady foundation.

his knees begin to crumple up the mattress cover with each move, and complimenting him, you cry into the headrest. suguru gives your ass a tame slap before kneading the round flesh, and he's finally all in, pounding into you like he's making up for weeks, but it isn't rough.

your elbows are grazing your hip bone and your crotch is firing up the forearms you rest upon with sweat, but suguru's pelvis knocking the wind out of your bouncy ass makes up for the scalding feeling.

“ruru~!”

you arch your backbone, semi-accidentally rooting him deeper into you, moaning with lush. the concave of a situation allows suguru to release his hold, throwing his head back mindlessly, flexing the sculpted details of his neck. extending his fingers on your back, you feel committed to relax all of your parts but your lower back which you're hilling.

it hits so deep, deep, deep in this sluggish, needy position, you take a mental note to try it again, rough and bouncy, when you're not dozing off.

“you're godsent.” he murmurs, the flirt finished with a needful hiccup. simultaneously, he opens his eyes as they roll back into their natural location.

gaze fixated on his muse, the trajectory of his cock twitches; it's the biggest fan of your pussy and as if it had gotten flustered, it misses your g-spot for a few thrusts, then strikes it stronger than lightning. a faint state of dizziness rushes over you at the act, spongy walls clenching around their company. bit of saliva drips out of your repeatedly agape mouth.

“s'good— so deep!” you sniffle, and your following tired truth is, “missed you.”

endearment fills suguru, it replaces the desire in his smile with delight.

“missed you more, babydoll.”

“huff~ in me, in me...” dozy mumbles leave your throat and you almost start searching for his gaze to seal the promise, but your lover shushes you.

“ssh, all's g'na go in you, 'm giving you everything you want, yeah baby? you close?” 

taunting, his tip bumps your cervix and you have no different answer but—

“ngh! yes!! yes! mhh..!”

your toes curl, close to numbing your feet, and the springs of the bed grate with a high noise because suguru's digits are embracing your cheeks again and he's doubled his pace. sloshes of your arousal are leaving flecks on the white sheet, and whenever he slides out of you, his cock is glossier than during the last couple of plunges.

you tug your arms from under yourself, hugging the head pillow in a hurry, nails clawing. you repeatedly whine the first two syllables of his name, your lower area is cramping up.

defeated by his thighs trapping yours, you can't flow apart. suguru groans, moans, then whines your name through gritted teeth. his tense balls are adding friction to your clit with every swing; as a bonus, he attends your puffy slit with his thumb to rub it with skill.

you would not have expected to reach your climaxes in sync, it's the mere serendipity of this new found depth. heat rushes throughout your boyfriend whilst his dynamic pounces turn slouchy, his marbles nearly burst at the veins from the urge to overflow your hole.

his pants quicken. he chokes on his vowels, and at last, suguru's shaking. rutting into you like a mad dog, his semen arrives in strings, forming into an eruption, just like the orgasm you own with strained muscles, squeezing your eyes shut.

you huff and puff into the pillow, restraining your breathing, “sugu—! sugu–hu~..”

teeth sinking into your lip, threatening a bleed out, you back into suguru helplessly, milking him dry as you cover him with your hot nectar. releasing into you, what’s left of his thrusts is not far from brushing you with his crotch, and it merely turns into grinding. afterwaves of your orgasm leave you jerking firmly. sensitive hums are heard from your trembling mouth.

suguru’s broad chest is heaving, and fixing his blurry vision with a few blinks he opposes to collapsing atop of you. he forces his post-orgasm energy to withdraw his softening cock, watching as threads of his seed stick to your damp cunt. the amount achieves some of the white to ooze out.

“thank you, baby,” he exhales, hoarse, “shit. you’re the best. sweet baby…” he pats your bottom curves. 

intending to start your sentence with ‘if you are feeling so thankful today, you should come…’, you’re only able to whimper the point, “cuddle.”

a loveful snicker is what suguru replies with as he eliminates the cushion under your belly.

finally climbing into bed, he assists you with turning on your side so you can form into his littlest spoon, cuddling up to him as he hugs you from behind, planting lazy kisses on your nape — this time, with the intention to sleep.

your legs are not straddled by his anymore, your clammy skin is breathing, and you keep the bundle of cum at your core content.

it’s not so cold anymore.

[kongchipachi95]

Hoshi x reader

POV: Hoshi gets jealous & punishes you for doing a Tiktok challenge with Dino & not him.

Warnings: penetration, dom Hoshi, female oral.

“It was just a dance, Soonyoung-a!” you whined. You were standing in front of your 5 foot 10 whiny baby boyfriend who was scolding you privately for dancing with his band member, Dino. He was practicing a reggaeton dance challenge he had seen on Tiktok but couldn’t quite get a step so you helped him figure out the movements. Something your boyfriend did not like you doing.

“But dancing is OUR thing!” He tried to argue.

“Dancing is a universal language that transcends language barriers, Soonie,” you tried to explain with a straight face before you made eye contact and the both of you busted out laughing.

He wrapped his arms around your neck and pulled you close to him in an embrace resting his chin on the top of your head. You inhaled his shirt, your favorite thing to do when you were hugging or cuddling, that scent of shower gel, citrus and laundry detergent. His favorite gray shirt’s fabric was softened from us that it felt so smooth against your face. You could hear him sighing and sulking, signalling he wanted your attention. You pulled away and looked up at him with the biggest doe eyes you could muster to soften his pout. He looked down at your and stuck his lips out in a pout begging for a kiss. You stood on your tip toes and stuck your neck out but didn’t quite reach him. He squeezed your shoulders in protest.

“BABE! Why aren’t you kissing me?” he called out.

“Because you’re getting mad at me for no reason!” you protested.

“I just want you to dance only with me!” he pouted.

You tried to break away from his grasp but he held you tighter with his strong arms. As he held you closer you looked up and were almost chest to chest with each other, looking up at him. His mouth was closed but you could hear him breathing heavily through his nostrils. He was irritated but he couldn’t look cuter when he was angry. The way his lower lip stuck out further than his upper lip made his angry face that much more aggressively adorable.

“Do I need to remind you who you belong to?” he whispered through gritted teeth. You were alone in the dressing room after everyone had gone home. You were quite sure the staff even forgot anyone was in there. So when he took long strides to lock the door and turned on his heels, facing you head on you were confused as to what he had in store for your punishment.

He pointed to the sofa and gestured with his chin for you to sit down. You bit your lower lip and slowly walked backwards, not so much afraid to turn your back on him but wanting to turn him on with your facial expressions he loved so much. He always said the hottest thing about making love to you was the facial expression you would make with how good he made you feel. As soon as you sat down he walked over and knelt before you, pushing your legs apart and kneeling in between them.

His hands gripped your thighs as he stared up at you with those innocent eyes even though you know he had something not so innocent up his sleeve. You reached out and ran your fingers through his hair, tracing his jawline as he turned his head towards your hand. He licked in the inside of your wrist causing you to squirm but he tightened his grip on your thighs so you couldn’t move. He had a ravenous look in his eye, like a tiger had possessed his very being and he was going to devour you. He never broke eye contact as he leaned towards your navel and plants soft kisses on either side of your belly button. He maintained eye contact as he kissed his way down your skin to your lips and explored your dripping wet folds with his tongue. He would feel your body tense with pleasure then stop, licking his way up and down so painfully slow until your body ached for his touch. You scooted lower to the edge of the sofa so he could comfortably sit on the floor and have his way with you. He continued his game of edging you for another 15 minutes, until you were practically begging him not to stop. Each time you screamed out “Soonyoung, please, please don’t stop this time” he would moan “nuh-uh” in disagreement and slowly sit on his heels.

Except this last time as he felt your body tensing yet again, he demanded you move to the corner of the sofa. He hovered over you as he slipped his shirt over his head. His mouth was wet from your moisture and sweat was dripping down his chest. He looked more hungry than you had ever seen him, He slipped his pants down over his pink dick that bounced, hard and throbbing. He nudged your legs open with his knees and poked your entrance, throwing his head back as he was met with a gummy welcome. As he oh so slowly slid into you and bottomed out you couldn’t help but let a moan out amid your heaving chest. He buried his head in between your breasts and let a moan out. His thumb circled your clit as he slid his aching cock in and out, making sure to match the tempo to create even more pressure and build up. He started off slow, then started thrusting faster. But the time he had reached his optimal tempo you were already reaching climax as you couldn’t take it anymore. Your hands reached up and grasped his shoulders.

“Don’t you dare stop, Soonyoung,” you growled through gritted teeth.

“Don’t worry, baby, I won’t stop this time,” he smirked back looking down on you.

You both rose to climax at the same time, his shoulders flexing and his muscles tensing as he released every bit of aggression he was storing up inside. He moaned your name then collapsed on top of you, the two of you a sweat mess on the sofa.

“Is my punishment over?” you whined this time.

“Are you going to keep dancing with Dino?” he asked out of breath.

“If that’s what happens when I do I just might on purpose next time…” you teased. He squeezed your shoulders.

“I mean it! It made me sad, then I took it out on you cos I know no one else can make you feel the way I can,” he said nonchalantly.

“That’s true, baby,” you patted his shoulder. “You’re right about that.”

Just as you both had put your clothes back on the doorknob rattled. Soonyoung walked up to the door and unlocked it. It was Minghao. He looked at the both of you flushed and out of breath.

“I forgot my lip balm but I can come back later…” he averted his eyes shyly.

“No, go ahead. We’re done in here,” Soonyoung looked at you and winked before walking past an embarrassed Minghao. You shrugged your shoulders and walked passed him.

“I wouldn’t sit on the couch if I were you,” you whispered as you walked by him causing him to make a disgusted face before laughing it off.

[ramenwaitr3ss]

My personal headcannons for Characters and listeners from some of the fandoms I’m in!

(Because I’m bored)

Redacted Headcannons^^^

David has a photo of him and Angel in his wallet, whereas Angel has a photo of them and David as their wallpaper.

When Damian gets flustered he also lets off steam slightly.^^

Milo will make SH coffee in the morning in the way they like, with a small note telling them to have a good day at work.

My freelancer has a stomach tattoo that’s under their navel of a heart. And Gavin loves to kiss it^^

Sam and Vincent catch up over tea and wine on occasion, and they mostly talk about their partners lol.

Sweetheart takes naps in the most uncomfortable places, but makes it work somehow.

Baabe and Asher do skincare together every night.

Good Boy Audio headcannons!!

Personal headcannon that the Guardian and Mirin have a noticeable height difference with Mirrin being a foot shorter than them.

Adding onto that I see the Guardian being around 7’ 0-7’ 1 and Mirrin being like 6’ 8-6’ 7

Faithful will sing Karrano to sleep sometimes and Devlin will listen in with a small smile

Albus and Hipswitch are drinking buddies(I don’t know if Hipswitch can even drink, but if he can’t he just is there for the vibes lol).

The Guardian kept a Souvenir they got with Zed when they left, and keeps it in good shape.

Makkaro and his wife, have slow dances on special nights.

I’ve always imagined for me, that Pandora likes to sleep a lot and they’ve fallen asleep on Hades’ shoulder countless times, and now with her having Cerberus she’ll fall asleep with them on occasion.

Escaped Audios!

Jean and intern literally could not keep their hands off each other after everything that happened. Badabing and Badaboom kept saying “Ewwww” each time the two would cuddle, kiss, or anything cutesy.

Benji has a tattoo of his and his wife’s anniversary^^

Crow liked having his hair played with.

Raven constantly plays with her hair as a nervous stim or subconsciously when she’s sitting down watching Tv, or reading, working etc.

Alphonso was one of those really cringy emo kids, and is definitely embarrassed about it lol.

Personal headcanon for my Intern is that they were a singer and dancer, before the events of New Jersey rats.

I forget her name since I’m still new to the series- But the listener for Der Wolfsjäger, is terrified of dogs, and is learning how to deal with them thanks to the series lol.

[shiyorin]

I just want to preface this request with the information that these are not two separate requests. I just wanted to give you some options to choose from so that you could choose the one that most interesting to you and seems like it would be fun to write about

Now my understanding is limited as I’ve only had the wiki as a source of information, but I tried to come up with some interesting ideas for these character with what I was working with. Because of what little I’ve read and seen of them they are great characters.

So there are two ideas, one for Thiel and one for Gavriel

So for the first one, Thiel. Thiel gets a lot of admonishments from his superiors for his way of doing things and it cause his self esteem to sink a little bit. So maybe a loving session with a female partner who lavishes him in praise is exactly what he needs.

Secondly, Gavriel. Now Gavriel isn’t very aware about the effect his body has on other people, as evidenced by him letting a female remebrancer into his room while scantily claded and not understanding why she was so flustered.

So maybe him interacting with a chapter serf or scribe who becomes increasingly red in the face due to his state of undress and with her explanation why she so flustered around him eventually culminating in sexy times.

#Aeonid Thiel x F!Reader

#Thiel is the best boy!

#PwP, NSFW, comfort sex because he need that, a little femdom!

#Again, I don't have summary.

Aeonid Thiel's chest rises and falls with labored breaths, his muscular frame tense from the rigors of today's battles. Through the dim chamber light, beads of sweat glisten across his physique. As his hardened eyes stare distantly at the ceiling, your petite form drapes atop him, your curves molding to the ridges of his torso.

You nuzzle your cheek against the warm, unyielding plates of his neck, your unruly locks spilling over his skin. Exhaling a stuttered sigh, Thiel relaxes almost imperceptibly under your soothing weight and gentle caresses. Your delicate fingers trace idle patterns along the grooved expanse of his chest, nails lightly raking across the scarred terrain.  

Your hushed murmurs of praise intermingle with the ragged cadence of his breathing. "You are brave today, my sergeant..." You plant a reverent kiss against the column of his throat. "The Emperor himself would be honored by your nobility and valor."

A gruff rumble stirs deep in Thiel's broad chest as your words find their mark. Though his stoic exterior rarely falters, the validation from you holds unfathomable sway over his psyche and body. As if by instinct, his hips give an upward twitch, the thick ridge of his growing arousal grazing your inner thigh.

You let out the faintest moan, grinding yourself against the scorching hardness straining beneath the coarse material of his fatigues. With aching tenderness, your fingers trail down the ridged musculature of his abdomen towards the prodigious bulge, so immense it could likely stint your tiny wrists.

"You deserve more  than that..." You coos against the fevered skin of his neck, your hot breath sending delicious shivers cascading down Thiel's body. 

Hooking your fingers into the waistband of his trousers, you tug them lower with deliberation until his gargantuan cock springs free in all its pulsing glory. A pearlescent bead of pre-seed glistens at the slit of the flared head.

Unable to fully encircle the monstrous girth with your petite digits, you settle for skimming your palms over the searing hot length with featherlight caresses. Thiel can't stifle the guttural groan that wrenches itself from somewhere primal and untamed within his core.

"Shhh..." You murmur against Thiel's navel as he starts, a guttural groan rumbling through his chest. "That's my good boy. I've got you."

You engulf the first few inches in your hands, feeling the ravenous heat radiating from that titanic shaft. Slowly you begin pumping in languid, twisting strokes, coaxing more of that slick nectar from its woefully neglected depths.

Thiel's breath hitches, ribs swelling against your body as you glide along that slippery, pulsing flesh. Try as he might, his self-control is a corded sinew stretched far too taut...

With a strangled gasp, his hips stutter and that huge cock erupts in your pumping caresses. Thick ropes of viscous seed come gushing forth, scalding jets that paint your hands and arms with lurid stripes of cream. Spurt after spurt, Thiel's long-withheld climax crashes over him in thunderous waves of ecstasy.

Abruptly, you can feel him tense in a paroxysm of embarrassment, his face flushing as he recoils from the aftermath of his rapture.

"No no, my love." You soothe, slick palms cradling his cheeks. "This pleasure is yours to indulge, without shame..." 

Trailing glistening fingers down his heaving torso, you gather more of the still-oozing pearls dribbling from his tip.

"You are doing your best..."

With those words, you smear the fresh offering of his essence across Thiel's lips, leaving them slick and glistening with his own spend.

"Breathe into it, take your rapture into yourself. That's it..." You said, watching his eyes flutter at the musky taste. "Good boy... now relax... and let everything for me."

[kentosbabes]

Hii how are you? Can I please request kento Nanami x F.Reader? But it’s reader first time?

YES!

first time with bf!nanami

you’re nervous, you’ve never had sex before, most of your previous relationships have ended because of this. sure you have gotten yourself off, but only by your hands. family being strict, you were never allowed to date, citing religious reasons and conservative parents as your reasoning. your boyfriend nanami was going to be your first time. you met him at a home warming party hosted by your close friend gojo who set you two up. you are perfect together, your personalities bounce off of each other and your energy is synced. he’s never made you uncomfortable in fact it has been the opposite, you feel comfortable enough to try new things and you don’t fear his reaction to them.

sure you two have done other things that might make a priest raise his eyebrows but nothing being inserted. you have been thinking about the perfect time to discuss this or even just to do it and you realise it’s his birthday in a week. this would be a perfect birthday gift, you wrapped up in a bow and lacy lingerie you specially went to buy for him.

you call him and turn on the light, revealing the fairly lights, balloons and his favourite home made chocolate cake. his eyes crinkled and a wide smile graced his face, “i love you, thank you so much.” picking you up and spinning you around, “that’s not all, i have another surprise for you.” you smile at his confusion and head into the bedroom to take the satin matching robe he got for you.

you walk out, feeling exposed and you can hear ringing and your heart beating loud in your ears. you felt nervous, you had never been this intimate with anyone but nanami’s face certainly helped you; appearing to be dumbstruck and feverishly aroused. you walked closer to him, his eyes looking crawling all over your body, you didn't know how to feel being appraised by him, but you knew it sent a deep heat to your gut. "you like what you see?" he steps forward closing the distance between your lips, pulling you from your waist passionately. "so" he pecks your lips, "fucking", he pecks your cheek, "beautiful." you press your forehead on his, "i'm ready."

you tug his tie, bringing him down to your height and into the bedroom. spreading your legs and looking up at him. he asks if you're ok constantly, pausing at every flinch to ensure you are fine with him continuing. he was patient with you, planting kisses down your collarbone and navel feverishly down your body. getting down on his knees on the bed, laying you down and really taking you in, worshipping your body. slowly undressing you, he slid your panties off of you. kissing your thighs, narrating his every move- talking you through it all. he leaned into your ear, hot breath sending shivers down your spine, "i'm going to lick and finger fuck you to get you ready to take my dick, alright?" it was jarring, to say the least, you've never heard him swear this much but it was kind of sexy and you got wetter, whether it was due to the words or the breath.

he pushed her legs up and spread the apart, feeling her lips spreading as well. nanami's fingers teased your slit just before he started to kiss your pussy. he was ravenous, like a man starved, licking and sucking at you until you were whimpering under his touch. your back arched and you let out a moan, his fingers sank into you, curling upwards and thrusting back and forth, reaching places you could never get to with your smaller hands.

"don't worry i'll take good care of you darlin'" he paused, "i'll be gentle." with the earlier foreplay, it was easy for him to slip into you, he could hear you let out a whimper, it was caught in your throat and nanami's eyebrows knitted together. a groan makes it out of his throat, you were perfect, tight but fit like a glove- like you were built for his dick and his dick alone. nanami's cockhead snuggled up between your pussy lips, teasingly moving from side to side, up and down, slowly inching and parting into you as he pushed. when nanami's large member finally bottomed out inside of you, you threw your head back onto the pillow. moaning his name sends electricity down his dick, making him throb inside of you.

the drag of his cock thrusting into you and the gentle motion of him building up pleasure. you looked cock wrecked by him, hair tangled and lingerie ripped revealing your hickey-littered skin. you felt like you could cum on his dick as your body got more and more sensitive the quicker and harder his pace got. you wrapped your legs around him, bringing him in closer to you, letting his dick get deeper into you. his hips snapping and grounding into you to the hilt. "mh, fuck yes! right there i'm gonna cum!" you managed to stutter out, "me too, shit, darlin' i'm gonna cum in you." with a grunt, you could feel ropes of white cum shooting out of him and against the walls of your cunt, your pussy coaxing and tightening as you both cum.

"round two?"

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Levi and his favorite places to have sex

Bedroom

Let's just start off with the most obvious one, Levi likes to have his privacy with you and what better way to relax after a stressful day than to have you all to himself the whole night. Your hands grip the sheets as he pushes hard into you, his hands hold onto your waist, his cock penetrating your walls. "Fuuuck.." He throws his head back, relishing the way your warm walls feel around his hard cock. Levi starts to thrusts into your pussy, his pace is slow at first unitl "Levi..harder please." You beg him to go harder, it's what you needed right now and who is he to deny his pretty girl what she wants?

His hands move down to grip your hips, his pace getting rougher and faster. "Yeah? Is this what you need?" You nod your head, your hands pull him down for a kiss as he fucks you. Your tongues dance with each other, you mess his hair up with your fingers. His cock reaches your sweet spot and you pull away from the kiss tilting your head to the side giving Levi the perfect angle to leave marks on your neck. His teeth sink into your skin, sucking on your delicate flesh as he pounds deep inside of you. Feeling your walls get tight around his cock, Levi kisses up to your ear. "Well how about that, should I feel you up with my cum or paint your pretty skin?" He whispers in your ear, nibbling on your earlobe. "Inside, please Levi. Need your cum.." You whine, your hands grabbing his shoulder as the bed moves from his ruthless thrusts. He growls and slows down when he feels you cumming around him, Levi cums inside of you, your legs shake. "Now..." He kisses your cheek. "Get on all fours."

His office

Of course, sometimes he is just too needy during the workday to wait until night, so he pulls you into his office and locks the door behind him. He is quick to push everything off his desk and set you on it, his fingers eagerly undoing your pants. Once he has slid your underwear off, he spreads your thighs and dives his head right in. "You smell so good, I am going to make you fucking scream." His tongue licks up and down your slit slowly, he hums against your wetness enjoying your taste. He starts to flick his tongue and sucks on your folds making you grip the edge of his desk as he eats your pussy. "So wet for me, just like always." He says, tongue working inside of you, his hands resting on your thighs, he squeezes the flesh gently here and there. Soon two of his fingers push into your wet cunt, sliding in and out of you as his mouth closes around your clit. Your thighs close against his head and Levi hums in approval, moving his head away from your pussy to look up at you. "Good girl, squeeze me with those thighs of yours." He spits on your pussy and dives right back in, his fingers move at a faster pace. There's a knock on the door but Levi ignores it, almost like he didn't even hear it as he is too busy trying to make you cum. He feels your hips jerk up. "Fucking ignore it, baby." You try your best not to moan but it's hard once he starts to move his mouth faster on you. Feeling your navel tighten, you tug on his raven hair, letting how know that you're close. Levi starts to pump his fingers faster, his tongue playing with your clit and that's all it takes. Your back arches as you cum with a scream of his name. "There you are, not fucking shy now are you?" He kisses your pussy before standing up, taking your body and bending you over his desk. "Now let's see just how much you can take." His cock enters you.

Tent

One of his favorites, it happens mostly when you're out on a mission, he makes sure that you sure that you share a tent with him. You have to be quiet not to wake up the others but Levi is mean, so he decides to overestimate you on his cock. His hand is placed over your mouth, your body covered with a blanket, his hips moving passionately against yours. "Shhh, you don't want to wake up other now do you?" Your pussy is dripping onto the sleeping bag below you, you have already cum so many times around him, you're not sure if you can take another. He drags his cock out of you fully, before slamming into you again. He does it a few times because he enjoys the way your eyes roll at the back of your head. "Mhh you like that don't you? Tell me what would the others think if they knew that you let your captain fuck you anywhere?" You moan into his hand as he starts to slam into you, making your whole body shake. Levi smirks slightly and lets your mouth go, he puts your legs won't his shoulder and kisses your claf before starting to fuck you hard again. You bite into your lip, a moan threatening to fall from your swollen lips. "Just a little longer, you can handle that, brat." He presses down onto your stomach and his cock hits your cervix a few times before you squirt all over him with a whine. "Good girl." Levi leans down and kisses your forehead. "Go to sleep now, I don't want to make you too sore for tomorrow's mission."

Carriage

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Levi prefers to travel on his horse but sometimes authority is bigger than him so he agrees especially if you're going. You're on your knees as you bob your head up and down on his cock, trying your best not to gag on him. Levi holds your hair in his hands, watching your every move with intensity. "Just like that, fuck that mouth of yours was made for me wasn't it?" You nod, continuing to take his cock in your mouth. Your hands are resting on his thick thighs, tongue swirling around his head, eyes locking with his. His cock slides deeper into your mouth, hitting the back of your throat as you start to gag on him. "That's right, choke on it." You main, sending vibrations onto his cock and Levi groans taking your head into his hands and fucking up repeatedly into your mouth. Moaning, drool starts to drip at the side of your lips as his cock pushes into your mouth. He pulls your head back, his cock sliding out of your mouth. "Come here." He pulls you onto his lap and undoes your uniform. "Ride me." Levi kisses the side of your neck as you start to roll your hips on top of him, your eyes roll back when you feel his cock push into you. "Mhh...yes.." You moan, bouncing on his cock. "Fuck, you're so fucking naughty." He groans gripping your breasts with his hands, his hips start to fuck up into you, at his point, you aren't sure if the driver has noticed the activity that is going on inside of the carriage and you're too caught up in riding Levi to care. He takes your hips and starts to fuck you on his cock fast, you feel him twitch inside of you. "Inside me Levi..." You moan as he kisses you sloppily. "I wasn't planning on doing it anywhere else." His grunts get louder until he slams you down one last time, cumming deep inside of you.

Shower

Probably his favorite because he doesn't have to clean up the mess afterwards and he can take his time with you. His mouth kisses down your collarbone, he has you pressed against the shower wall as warm water runs over your bodies. Levi takes your nipple into his mouth and sucks on it, his hands explore every single inch of your body, he takes your ass into his hands, kissing up to your lips. Your legs wrap around his hips, you feel his cock rub against your pussy, waiting for him to enter you. Pulling away from the kiss, Levi starts to fuck you without warning making your head hit the shower wall and gasp in pleasure. "Fuck yeah..your pussy feels so good." He bites his lower lip, his eyes traveling all over body, admiring your every flaw. Your nails scratch down his back as his hips move more rapidly against you. "Shit, you're so tight. You feel so fucking good." Levi is almost whining at how wet you are for him, he can stay buried in you for ages and never get tired. "That's right, you love this don't you? You love me fucking you hard like this?" He grunts through his teeth, his pace only picking up, cock pounding deep inside of you. You press your forehead against his, your walls clamping down on his length. "Fuck fuck." Levi mutters kissing you quickly as he feels you cum around him, he pulls out, cumming all over your skin but it washes off immediately since the water is running. "Damn...I can't get enough of you. Turn around for me."

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