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#achilles' thirsts ⭐
c-nstellati-ns · 10 months
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Fuck it I'ma keep goin'. Miguel and Hobie have pain kinks, especially Miguel. If y'all were ever sparring with each other and being toxic and he gets elbowed to the nose, he's gonna stand there with his hand to his face and see blood....that hoe is gonna whimper in pleasure.
Dude claws his own chest or his side until it bleeds while he jerks off, pretending that you're hurting him to make himself cum.
sparring has always been a point of rivalry between the two of you, to see who's stronger, who has the most willpower. but the moment you grab miguel and practically throw him across the mat and throw yourself at him- the moment he starts to resist, you punch him in the nose,,, hard. he's seeing spots and is dazed as all hell, nose bleeding profusely and his lips bitten by his own fangs from the shock of how hard the hit was. you ask him if he's alright because it was a lot of damn blood, but there's a cloudy look in his eyes and his breathing is heavy. "more," he mutters, breaking out of your hold to sluggishly get up, a look of pure satisfaction and need on his face, "do it again."
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c-nstellati-ns · 10 months
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miguel on top desperately riding u and begging u to take over n pound him through the floorboards
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ftm!miguel o'hara x reader
a/n — avid pussy enjoyer here
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"Here? Now?" You mutter under your breath, a small grin on your face as you feel him push you down against the floor roughly. It didn't bother you at all, really— it was just a tad amusing seeing him so desperate like this. He was usually quite well put together, but this was something different.
"Yeah, and?" Miguel says with a scoff, letting out a breathy sigh when he grinds his hips against your own. His head tilts back, and you see his the eyes of his mask squinting slightly when your crotches meet. You both were supposed to go around the different multiverses and make sure things were okay, but clearly, Miguel had a different idea. Sure, the mission had been boring so far since there wasn't much going awry around, but you didn't think it would lead to... this. He had pulled you into an abandoned building to talk privately, he said... what a conversation this was.
You passed your hands over his thighs, gently squeezing the mixture of muscle and fat of them. Power rippled underneath the skin, much more than you'd ever seen. Everything about the man on top of you screamed strength and intelligence. You admired that about him.
"Miguel, mi amor... They're going to come looking for us if we do this. This can wait a bit, can't it?" You tried to be the voice of reason, but a particularly hard roll of the man's hips shut you up real quick. You can feel his core twitch against you, already slick with arousal against your half hard cock.
"Let them find us." Miguel says, voice heavy and dripping with need. He was getting impatient. You watch as he grabs the bottom half of both your suits, his claws digging in deep before tearing away at the fabric without a care in the world. That'll be very annoying to fix later, you think to yourself, but his hands distract you very quickly. "We haven't been left alone all damn week, I need this now or else I'll go crazy." He growls lowly and you can imagine him baring his fangs underneath his mask.
You lean back onto the hardwood floor with a sigh, "That's true, isn't it?" May as well let him use you to his hearts content so he gets his fill.
He quickly works you to full hardness, thumb swiping over your weeping tip. If he weren't more careful, Miguel would have scratched your dick off. You were thankful. To show your appreciation, your hand slide down his thigh and made its way to his exposed cunt. You let out a pleased noise seeing how positively dripping he is for you already. You rub a circle over his clit, gently nudging the sensitive bundle. You're just about to slip your fingers into his folds when he stops you. Miguel tightens his grip onto your wrists before pinning them down above your head.
"You take too long." He mutters, lifting his hips up and guiding your cock into him. You hear a low hiss from him when your tip brushes against his clit, but that quickly turns into a noise of pleasure from the both of you as you slip inside. He feels absolutely heavenly around you, it takes everything within you to not break out of his grip to fuck up into his tight pussy.
Miguel was in control, you told yourself, for now.
You both sit there for a moment, relishing in the moment. Miguel's head is tilted back, a low groan threatening to rip itself from his throat whenever you shifted your hips.
"Deberías darte prisa, cariño. No quieres que nadie nos vea así, ¿verdad?" You purr at him, purposely using whatever little leverage you had to thrust lightly into him. You brushed right over Miguel's sweetspot, so close yet so far.
Miguel let out a frustrated groan and grabbed his mask, ripping it off and truly, it was more beautiful than anything you've ever seen. His cheeks were flushed, hair messy and sticking to his face with each heavy pant that falls from his lips. His fangs were threatening to rip through his lower lip from how hard he was biting down onto it. You'd tease him more if you could.
"¿Alguna vez sabes cuándo cerrar la boca, hijo de puta?" Miguel spits out, lifting his hips up and slamming down onto your cock roughly. It strikes all the good places within him and he lets out a soft moan. He eventually lets go of your wrists to steady himself on your shoulders, letting you grab ahold of his hips. The more you complied, the better it would be for the both of you.
Miguel must've wanted this bad because the way he squeezes down onto you when he lifts himself up leaves you breathless. Like he's determined to milk you dry. At first, his quick, rough pace was working until his hips began to stutter with each stroke of your thick cock within him. His legs were straining and his pace was getting sloppy. You knew what this meant.
With a small smile on your face, you passed a hand over his abdomen. "Struggling a little, hermoso? I can help you..." You muttered, planting your feet flat on the ground and thrust up into him firmly. It knocks the breath out of the man and he about collapses onto you. You can feel his claws digging into your shoulders, tearing at your suit but you didn't care anymore. You loved the wild look in his eyes, it was unlike anything you've ever seen.
After a bit of consideration, he growls out, "Fine. You owe me." If it meant fucking that pretty pussy of his again in the future, you'd do anything he'd ask.
Wordlessly, you flipped him onto his back with ease— warming something in the pits of Miguel's belly. He was glad you were strong.
You immediately leaned in to kiss him, starting off sweet but ending up sloppy as always. Miguel bites at your lips as if he were a man starved, his fang nicking your bottom lip and the taste of metal spreading throughout the kiss. You pulled away for a second before he pulled you back in desperately, wrapping his arms around your neck to keep you close. You were glad you didn't need air as frequently as any other human would.
While you kissed, you guided yourself back into him, sliding in with ease. This finally gets him to pull away from the kiss, a soft moan falling from his swollen lips. "D-date prisa, dios— no puedo soportarlo más." He says breathlessly, his eyelids fluttering when he felt your tip brush against that spot within him. He lets go of your neck and squeezes your shoulders, spreading his legs out further. What a whore.
You chuckle and set that same rough pace from before that you know he loves so much. "Telling me to hurry up, huh? Didn't you start this, Miguelito? You wanted this." You say with a cruel grin, emphasising your words with strikes to his cunt that leave Miguel speechless. You thumb at his clit again as you move, pressing against that bundle of nerves in all the right way.
He was so wet, absolutely dripping from just your words. Each smack of skin against skin and Miguel's helpless moans resonates through the room, the air thick with the scent of sex and blood.
"I bet you would just love it if I got you knocked up, huh?" You coo, a strangled sob coming from the man beneath you, "Te encantaría llevar a mis bebés, ¿no? Wanna see you all round with my kin, then maybe then you'd calm down and take a break finally, huh?" Your words are absolute filth and Miguel is eating up every bit of it.
You can feel your gut tightening up and with the way you're feeling him clench around you whilst making your back his own personal scratch post— it's safe to assume he's about to cum too.
"Gonna cum, mi amor. Where do you want it?" You ask, slowing down to a grinding halt to get his attention.
Miguel's voice is hoarse but he sobs out, "Inside— Adentro, por favor. Los amo tanto, quiero a sus bebés... Por favor, por favor, los necesito, los amo—" You shush him with a sweet kiss, one that leaves him absolutely wrecked. His lashes are wet with unshed tears, threatening to slip the harder you fucked him into the floor.
"Anything for you, sweet thing." You mutter softly into the kiss, wiping away his tears away.
You kiss his face a couple times before taking ahold of one of his hands to keep him grounded. You pushed him down into a mating press, the new angle successfully driving Miguel insane as you drove so deep within him.
You rubbed against his clit as you fucked into him like it was your last day on earth, watching the oh so stoic Miguel O'Hara unravel into a begging, whimpering mess underneath you.
You can feel his cunt squeezing down onto you and before you know it, he orgasms. That was enough for the pressure within you to finally snap, cock twitching as you emptied a thick, hot load into him. You continued moving within him, making sure every last drop of your release was pumped into him before eventually slowing down to a stop.
You were both absolutely fucked out, Miguel moreso than you. Tears and droll stained his face and you couldn't help but be proud of yourself. You leaned in to kiss him, muttering a soft 'good boy' under your breath. He kissed you back softly this time, low purrs coming from him as you showered him with praise and affection.
This was all interrupted when Miguel's watch beeped and small hologram of Jessica appeared.
"You two lovebirds finished patrolling yet? We have a situation that needs to be taken care of." She says with a hum, a slightly smug look on her face. She knew. Of course, she did.
"We'll be there in five." Miguel said roughly, his voice completely shot.
"Oh, and try to clean up before you get here, please? We don't anyone seeing-"
"WE'LLBETHEREINFIVEBYE." Miguel yells out, embarrassment clear in his face before closing the communication line. That woman would be the death of him. He lets out an irritated sigh and looks to you, slightly startled by the lovestruck look in your eyes.
Yeah, this would be the man you'd marry, you concluded.
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c-nstellati-ns · 10 months
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I sent this one time before to one person's ask but I can't stop thinking about it. It's how I imagine spiderman reader leaving Miguel alone after they fucked last night and Miguel see that reader left their mask. Miguel being the dirty and desperate slut he is, he starts to jerk off with his cock inside of the mask or grinding his pussy against it on the bed, imagining it's their face underneath him, riding their tongue and he's sinking his fangs into the pillow they laid on last night after being desperate for more of their touch.
he's absolutely filthy and desperate, he's trying to find any way he can to get you to sleep with him again. he keeps the mask so you have to come to him to get it back and he practically begs on his knees to get fucked like he did the night before. he's such a freak, groping at your thighs and nosing your bulge to try and entice you into fucking him senseless again. he's never had someone leave him so brainless before, so he'll be damned if he lets you slip between his fingers. seeing how much he wants you, you decide to oblige this once. maybe fucking that pretty pussy of his raw and have him stuffed full of your cum will keep him satiated <3 give him a kid or two meanwhile, that'll keep him busy.
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c-nstellati-ns · 1 year
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Are you still accepting requests? If so how about making a mess of Cassidy? That man is incredibly cocky but as soon as he's under you he's a whining mess
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YOUR BODY’S BANGIN’, OUT OF CONTROL! — short
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author’s note — little filler post b4 i finish schtuff
word count — 424
featuring — cole cassidy
cw — NSFW CONTENT, dom!gn!reader, sub!cole, less of cocky cassidy and more of him being pampered bc i love him, this barely counts a fic sorry it looked longer on my doc
all works belong to c-nstellati-ns ⓒ 2023. do not steal or repost. ask before translating.
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MDNI. 18+ CONTENT BELOW, YOU HAVE BEEN WARNED.
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“C’mon, pretty boy… why so quiet?” You coo, a teasing tone to your voice.
Cole lets out a choked noise, fisting desperately at the sheets as you peppered more kisses against his soft stomach. Each time, you purposely avoided the place he needed you the most. His marked thighs twitch around your head with each touch to his heated skin.
“J-just get on wit’ it, won’t ya? ‘m gonna explode…” He says with a shaky sigh, lightly grasping at your thick locs in an attempt to ground himself.
With each intimate moment you’ve spent with Cassidy, you’ve noticed that his accent gets so much thicker. It was cute, you thought. You had half the mind to try and tease him about it, but you’ve already denied him for so long. The poor man looked like he was coming undone at the seams. His pretty lashes stuck with tears, his amber eyes hazy but locked onto yours. His lips were bitten and red, just how you like it.
After a moment of gazing over him, you chuckled and pressed another kiss to his abdomen after nipping the tanned skin. He groans and gently tugs at your hair, “P-please…” His voice is airy, soft. It’s a stark difference compared to how deep his voice usually was.
“Mm… you’re lucky I’m a sucker for you, sweet thing.” You mutter hungrily, leaning in to lock lips with him in a sloppy kiss. You can feel him wrap his arms and legs around you tightly, keeping you locked in.
Cass pulls back briefly, his lips ghosting against yours. “We only have so much time… need you, baby— please… please.” He sounded so desperate, who were you to deny him? You kissed his cheek, his beard briefly brushing against your own.
“Gonna take real good care of you, gorgeous.” You wrapped a hand around his leaking cock, making him gasp. You rub a hand over his slit, stroking him steadily. The little pleased noises that slipped from his lips were delicious. “Don’t you worry.”
You ran a hand through his soft hair, his hat having been discarded a long time ago when you knocked it over in a heated frenzy. He looked prettier like this anyways. You couldn’t wait to ravage him completely and leave him all breathless by the end of this. You tugged his head back, pulling away to bite at his neck, hearing his sweet moans as you kiss his Adam’s apple. “I got ya, love.”
Let’s just say Cole had a mighty good evening that night.
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c-nstellati-ns · 7 months
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Cole Cassidy stealing your cowboy hat and then he rides you until your balls are drained
fuckk yesss
you and cole were drinking buddies from back in the day, having gotten close during your shared time in blackwatch and the mess that was the downfall of overwatch itself. after everything went to shit, cole had decided it would be best to part ways till things blew over.
of course, you agreed all things considered. you would miss him, but It was for the best. you were only drinking buddies right? those secret shared kisses in the darkness of the bar, subtle touches underneath the table, brief looks to each other whenever reyes was saying dumb shit... only drinking buddies. right.
quite some time went by before you saw cole again. you were a lot older now, a lot wiser. you knew better than to fall back into those habits with the man again but... god, could you really resist? the moment his gaze locked onto you again, that same smile bringing you in once again. cole was older too now, but that charm never left- in fact, it came back better than ever.
who were you to deny the man of a shared drink, "for old time's sake?" he says. who were you to deny the shared bottle of whiskey, noticing how cole watched your lips carefully as you drank? and who were you to deny his sultry whispers against your ear as he fiddles with the buttons of your shirt?
cole cassidy was addicting in more ways than one. you would drink your liver dead if it meant seeing him like this again.
he steals your hat because, "if we're going to do this, we're doing this my way." you have no protests to his words, you drink up each and every bit of it all. he allows you to grab and grope at his body, stomach and thighs growing softer as he gets older. you let out a pleased hum when he pushes you down onto the bed like he owns you, grabbing at your erection with a satisfied sigh.
you can barely hold it all in when he lines himself up to your tip, his own cock throbbing and leaking over your stomach as he says, "god, you don't even know how long i've wanted this." his eyes screwing shut and head tilting back as he slams himself down with a guttural groan.
cole doesn't let you have the pleasure of being able to get your hands on him. instead, he ties them up with his bandana, forcing you to be still for him as he rides you like there's no tomorrow. the feeling of his weight dropping down on you repeatedly send sparks down your spine and makes you think you might never feel something as good as this ever again.
cole makes sure you know how much he's loving this- he's never been the quiet type after all.
he forces you to lay there and take him, repeatedly until his thighs burn deliciously and his hole drips with your spend to make sure you don't forget him when he leaves. he finishes himself off over your stomach and lets out a noise that is forever etched in your brain till the day you die.
he carefully unbinds your hands and lets out a soft sigh at the feeling of your touch all over him. cole made sure you didn't forget him but god, he would never forget you either. the soft touches, those loving words and your beautiful eyes that never failed to draw him in like all those other times. even now, despite being spread open in a mating press underneath you as you spoke such sweet phrases to him, he's never felt so comfortable and alive.
you made him weak. that's why he left in the first place, wasn't it? he couldn't afford to be weak.
that's why you weren't surprised to see his side of the bed empty with all his belongings gone. you'd see him in the future, at least you'd hope.
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c-nstellati-ns · 7 months
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i need reader playing with soldier 76's nipples. please i will love you forever
dudeee yess,,, jack has some pretty nice tits on him i'd say. its more noticeable when when he's wearing tighter shirts, one or two sizes too small and most likely having been shrinked in the wash. he doesn't seem to really mind though-- nor does he mind your touchiness when you come close. slightly groping the softness of his stomach and chest as he's making himself coffee in the morning. he mutters a raspy 'good morning' that's music to your ears and a happy little hum from when you press firm kisses to the back of his neck. he eventually shoos you away so he can make breakfast without your clingyness... which honestly does not last very long.
as jack is making the eggs, you sneak back into the kitchen and lean against his back- kissing exposed skin as he sighs and is about to scold you from almost making him drop the eggshells into the pan until your thumb brushes over his nipple "accidentally". he sucks in a sharp breath, giving you the stink eye and a slight pout that made him even more irresistible.
so of course, the only natural reaction was to slip your hands underneath jack's shirt right? squeezing his chest and muttering softly in his ear about how much you missed him in bed. you don't miss how his hands shake slightly and you pinch n slightly roll his nipple,, his ears turning red as he's unable to hide his embarrassment and slight arousal. his attention drawn away completely from the pan as you bite down and suck a hickey onto his neck. the soft groan that falls from his lips is heavenly, so you just have to capture them with your own right?
all these touches result in the bacon and eggs burning and jack chewing you out for distracting him. but at least his red face and bruised neck means you'll be having another type of breakfast after this was done.
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c-nstellati-ns · 1 year
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I'd like to believe that vampires go into heat, so sometimes during that period, you wake up from a wet dream, just to lift your blanket and find Dio under there slobbering over your hard on as he desperately palms at the tent in your pants while struggling to get your pants off. You only ever see Dio in such a horny irrational frenzy when he's really worked up or nearing climax, but you haven't even touched him yet and he's on the verge of tears. All he wants is some relief and to be bred. You cant help but chuckle at this unbecoming sight of so called "Lord Dio"/ "Dio-sama", so you decide to have more fun with it. You'll only give him what he wants if he can ride your thigh and hold off cumming until you say so. Needless to say, he failed. He did not last particularly long, but his whorish whiny begging got you consider going easy on him. You toss him backwards onto the bed, his legs slung over your shoulders as you tease his hole until he's sobbing for you to just put it in already. You fold him into a breeding press and your mouth latches onto his nipple as you sheathe yourself into the right ring of that Brandussy. He instantly crumbles into a mess. If you didn't know any better, you'd think he's just a common whore instead of a 100+ year old being who's transcended human mortality. With each thrust, spurts of his pre cum shoot onto his tits. If anyone on the other side of the bedroom door were to hear the happenings from the inside, they'd probably assume Dio is toying with another unfortunate woman who'll soon become his next meal. His face is contorted into a splendid teary eyed ahegao as he babbles and claws at your back. Just as you feel he's about to come, you pull out and lean back. Absolutely dumbfounded, he sits up with a pout. You feign boredom, "you useless hole. Your worth boils down to a mere toy for me to use for pleasure, and you can't even get me remotely close to climax? Do you think you deserve to cum before me? You didn't even listen to me the first time and I let it slide." Dio's eyes widen, and tears cascade down his cheeks. "nonono please, I'll do anything, pleaseplease I just want your cum. What can I do? I- I just-", he sobs. You grab his cheeks and force his face close to your own. "I'll give you one last chance. Ride me. If you can last until after I come, I give you full permission for you to do so as well." Dio wastes no time mounting you and bouncing on your cock. You sit back with your hands behind your head and enjoy the show. You watch as the bulge in his abdomen appears and disappears inside him, the way his eyes roll painfully back into his head when your tip continuously pounds his sweet spot. You're also very much enjoying the bouncing of his tits to the rhythm of his movements. The girlish moans he lets out only encourage your quickly incoming climax. He's putting on a real spectacle for you without really trying. You wouldn't trade this view for anything. You finally let go and fill him to the brim with your seed with a sigh. The feeling of your warmth spreading through his lower half pushes Dio to his own climax. He throws his head back in a silent scream, and collapses onto your chest. Thoroughly satisfied he nestled his face in the crook of your neck. Your cock slips out of him and your cum seeps out of his gaping hole and onto the bed. Dio revels in the feeling of the sheer amount of seed pouring out of him as he embraces the wave of fatigue that has just washed over him. Well, you'll deal with the cleanup later. His face is totally serene. You find yourself staring at his features: his partly open mouth, drool threatening to breach his lips, and his eyes, usually filled with fire and emotion, now closed and relaxed. Your hand makes its way to his hair to twirl a strand towards his neck as your heavy eyes also push you to your own slumber. -that anon
Fucking hell I need to sleep it's almost 3am
I LOVE YOU I LOVE YOU I LOVE YOU!!! i genuinely wish both sides of your pillow are cold tonight and you get a hearty healthy 8 hours of lovely rest along with it.
but when you do eventually both wake up, dio is clinging onto you tightly, refusing to let you go. he refuses to acknowledge how he acted the night before, but when you press close and mutter, "so you wouldn't like it if i pushed you down right now and knocked you up all over again?" the noise he makes after is equivalent to that of a dying goose and scoffs, trying to deny it,, but you know the truth <3 tho he wouldn't exactly mind if you did try to get him pregnant,,,
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c-nstellati-ns · 10 months
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prompt #17 — ftm!reaper
a/n - ty for requesting my wife i was getting tired of not seeing him more in my inbox (accidentally deleted the og ask sorryyyy :( )
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You watched eagerly as Gabriel worked himself open on the bed, it was hard to try and keep yourself from touching him. You wished you had never agreed to this stupid challenge in the first place. To see him like this was like a gift from God.
Your eyes lingered on his spread thighs, wet from the slick of his own beautiful cunt. You watched as he rubbed circles on his clit, hearing as he made those positively sinful noises when the dildo he used pressed into all the right spots within him. You swallowed thickly, digging your nails into your palms to calm yourself down a tad.
A stuttered groan slips past Gabe's plush lips when the tip brushes against that soft spot within him. His eyes flutter for a moment before landing back onto you, a breathless laugh escaping from him.
"Likin' what you're seeing, guapo?" His deep, raspy voice sends a shudder down your spine. It's rough and there's a sudden urge to steal all the words from his lips. But for now, you refrain.
You nod slowly, "You look... beautiful." Your words were sluggish, as if your brain was struggling to keep up. How badly you wanted to touch him.
Gabriel grins, spreading his legs out further for you to get nothing but a good view of his aching pussy getting thoroughly fucked by that dildo you oh so envied. You both knew how much better you'd be for him, but the bet refrained you from doing anything but watch. He was confident you'd snap soon enough, so why not make a show of it?
He leans his head back onto the pillows, still holding your gaze as he increases the speed. The more the tip pressed against that soft spot within him, the more his toes curled in ecstasy. Not only that, but the hungry look on your face— that was unlike anything he's ever seen before. So filled with lust and sheer hunger for the man before you. You looked like you were going to devour Gabe the moment you had the chance to do so. It lit a fire within him, and that pressure in his stomach was quickly building.
Gabriel's pace was starting to get sloppy, his thighs twitching the closer he got. His dark skin was flushed and sweaty, hair sticking to his forehead in all places. Utterly divine. But what he says is what truly snaps your resolve.
Gabe gasps out, "I could come just from looking at you..." And then removes the dildo from his hole, leaving you to watch as his pretty, dripping cunt clenches around nothing— tempting you.
Let's just say you owed the man five bucks and a beer later.
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c-nstellati-ns · 7 months
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Softly overstimulating Lúcio I BEGGG I need that man WHIMPERING
mmm yes
lucio's always been on the more sensitive side, whether that be emotionally or physically-- it was very apparent when you touched him so tenderly.
the soft noises that spilled from his bitten and bruised lips were addicting as you slowly fingered him open, curling your digits in such a way that had the poor boy's legs shaking and back arching.
lucio's already cum twice now, but you shush him softly and lean in to press a soft kiss to his temple. "one more, sweet thing..." you mutter against his skin before sucking another hickey onto his dark skin. he lets out a whine, making you look up at him. he looked beautiful. his thick lashes clumped up with tears as he pouts at you,,, it was clear he wanted some reassurance, and who were you to deny your baby?
you leaned close into him, brushing your lips over his cheek as your fingers continued to work him into another orgasm, praising him for all his work. "my good boy... working so hard these past couple months, I'm so proud of you." you hear him hiccup against your ear, his legs weakly tightening around your hips but almost immediately falling open once again as you curl your fingers right into lucio's sweet spot. he lets out a broken sob and there's fat globs of salty tears running down his face, which you kiss away. his cock throbs between your stomachs and its not long before his arousal spills all over the two of you.
you kiss him relentlessly, praising him for being so good for you. he preens underneath your touch and affection, a well needed break from all the stresses of his tours. you'll pamper him the whole night if it comes down to it. lucio deserved it, after all.
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c-nstellati-ns · 9 months
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"❛ i'll take good care of you, i promise. ❜ with soldier 76. i'm sorry i just live for the sweetness
jack is so sweet :”( i can see him getting overwhelmed when you guys are getting intimate… so overwhelmed, baby blues brimmed with tears and his lashes sticking together. his voice is hoarse from you wringing out each orgasm out of his shaking body. you kiss his tear stained cheeks, gently caressing his chest and nipples as your hips grind to a slow stop. he lets out a choked sob and has no energy to bark orders or stress anymore, the tears come flowing faster than before. so perfectly undone and mindless, exactly like how he needed it. you coo softly and kiss his sweaty forehead, brushing his hair away as you quietly shush him. "oh, sweet thing... don't you worry. i'll take good care of you, i promise." you mutter against his skin, slowly pulling out only to slam back into him-- a broken noise coming from jack as he claws at your back desperately for more. you were going to take such good care of your baby tonight <33
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c-nstellati-ns · 1 year
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how about b c g h t x for my cowboy cassidy?
cole cassidy - NSFW alphabet
B = Body part (Their favourite body part of theirs and also their partner’s)
contrast to popular belief, cassidy prides himself on his arms- both his regular and prosthetic one. his prosthesis isn’t a source of shame or embarrassment to him, he’s proud of it no matter what. sure sometimes he takes off his arm in his downtime, but he’ll be damned if someone tried making him feel bad for having lost it in the first place. he particularly enjoys tracing the little scars and muscles that ripple underneath your skin, it soothes his mind to feel your warmth against his palms, alive and breathing next to him.
his favourite part about you has to be your back and chest. as stated before, cole is extremely touchy with you. so his downtime often includes him laying down with you, arms wrapped around your waist and his face firmly pressed against your shoulder- pressing kisses against the skin occasionally. when he’s sleepy, he tends to be so lovey-dovey with you, muttering things like “yer heartbeat is so soothin’, hun.” and curl into you even closer, burying himself in your chest. he’s extremely sweet, he makes it known he adores every inch of your body, though.
C = Cum (Anything to do with cum basically… I’m a disgusting person)
it’s a double edged sword with cole… because he does absolutely love being made a mess of, but absolutely despises having to clean up after. he would rather curl up with you and fall asleep but he can’t exactly do that if he’s got cum dripping down onto his thighs and staying there. he’s particularly fond of shower sex though, because you can thoroughly fill him to the brim and clean him up after <3 if you both happen to be having a quickie though, he would not be opposed to you spilling over his tongue and face,,,
G = Goofy (Are they more serious in the moment, or are they humorous, etc)
cole is silly !!!! he’s a firm believer in if you’re not laughing w/ ur partner at least once during sex, then what’s the point ??? he loves cracking jokes in the middle of it just to make you smile because thats the greatest gift you could ever bless him with. of course there’s going to be some serious parts of sex, especially if you both haven’t seen each other for a while or almost lost each other in a particularly horrible fight- but that’s not going to stop cassidy from giggling from the rush of adrenaline and dopamine when you’re fucking him silly. he wants you to completely ruin AND take care of him
H = Hair (How well groomed are they, does the carpet match the drapes, etc.)
i’d say he’s tad bit on the hairier side naturally. cole is extremely busy most of the time so he’s found that it’s hard to keep up with it sometimes. you truly do Not mind though, seeing that thick happy trail when his shirt lifts up a bit too high- its a sight for sore eyes. though, he will groom himself a bit more if you’re going on a date or an anniversary of sorts. he’s gotta make sure he looks his best for you ofc !!
T = Toy (Do they own toys? Do they use them? On a partner or themselves?)
i’d say he owns a few! not too much though, he prefers having you instead. cole is a little traumatised from an incident of someone recognising him in a sex shop when he went there to buy a few things, so never again <3! i’d say his favourites have to be ropes, vibrators and a blindfold. he’s a sucker for being tied up and waiting for you to touch him. it leaves him leaking, needy and desperate for you. a good session will leave him thoroughly wrecked for a long while after.
X = X-Ray (Let’s see what’s going on in those pants, picture or words)
i’d say cole’s fairly well endowed actually. around seven inches, uncut with a pretty flushed pink tip. it slightly curves to the side and drips a lot when he really gets into the groove of things. he has a real pretty cock, a vein running on the side that makes him shudder whenever you pass a finger over it. it’s longer than its thick, but it fits nicely in your hand when you’re jerking him off. cole lost a bet when he was younger and as a result, has a prince albert’s piercing. he did regret it for a while, but seeing you innate interest in the piercing- he feels a lot better about having it.
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Kratos- B,M,O,W
kratos - nsfw alphabet
B = Body part (Their favourite body part of theirs and also their partner’s)
i do think kratos prides himself on the muscles he's worked hard to gain over the years of hard training, so he embraces his entire body and treats it like a temple. but if he had to choose, it'd def be his legs- more specifically, his thighs. they're well toned, but balanced w/ enough fat that make them nice to grab and feel. on his partner, kratos likes their hands. he thinks it's selfish of him, but he loves how they feel on him. they make him feel secure.
M = Motivation (What turns them on, gets them going)
feats of strength. he loves it when you're both sparring with each other for a while and you suddenly overpower him- pinning him down by the wrists above his head, keeping his legs stuck underneath you. you both lay there for a moment, panting heavily as you try to regain your breathing. kratos looks especially delectable when he smiles, tempting you even then. but it works vice versa as well. his favourite thing is seeing you look stunned when he manages to get you restrained, looking so cute when he finally gets his hands on you. don't be surprised when he gets touchy with you when you take a bath together <3
O = Oral (Preference in giving or receiving, skill, etc)
kratos loves giving it as much as he receives it. though, there's a small part of his brain that always conditions him to want to please you. he believes you should have the best, so therefore he's going to give you the best. definitely the best head in the nine realms. he enjoys hearing your praises when he takes you down his throat and revels in the feeling of you cumming over his face. seeing you happy is the only thing he needs. kratos won't mind if you grab him by the back of the neck and using him as you please, you know how much he likes it rough.
W = Wild Card (Get a random headcanon for the character of your choice)
he's kind of whore. it was much more apparent in his younger days in olympus, but even now- he has his moments. kratos has no shame whatsoever. if he wants you, hes going to have you. if you're out on a quest together camping up with the others, he will not hesitate to touch up on you when you're both alone in your shared tent... you'll just have to stay quiet while he rides you. if you'll have him, he'll do it anywhere you wish. whether that be in public, private, in the damn forest on the floor- he won't hesitate to get down and dirty. hell, he's even thought of threesomes before... he hasn't yet brought it up to you, but the thought of getting spitroasted or double penetration is a very exciting one to him.
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Kratos desperately riding his fingers while grabbing your pillow and shoving his face into that and the sheets to inhale every bit of your scent after you've been gone for a few hours - goblin anon 👺
little thing 4 2nite, hope y'all don't mind !! can b read as olympus or norse kratos idc
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It was embarrassing to think about. To think that he missed you so much that he’d be doing something like this. Kratos’ restless nights in your shared bed was very much attributed to your absence in the home. It was pathetic, he thought, that your scent lingering on the satin sheet would make him so… aroused. It was a brief thought at first, about your past encounters with the man– sparring, fighting, being beaten bloody and bruised… He shudders a bit and swallows thickly, a raspy moan slipping past his lips. 
His fingers, slick with oil scented like olives and figs, slip into his own tight heat. The scent of the oil and the musk of your cologne stuck to your pillow, it made him whimper slightly. How would you react seeing him like this? The God of War, ass up in the air, his own slick running down his thighs– truly, you would tease him to no end. 
He can hear your voice in his ear now, “Kratos… did you really miss me that much?” He imagines your fingers as his own, prodding his sensitive clit and just barely grazing your fingers into his dripping pussy. “Gone for not even a day and suddenly, you’ve completely lost sense of yourself. Cute.” Your fingers slip into him, deeper and he lets out a whorish moan into your pillow. Kratos can’t bring himself to say anything, it feels like he’s going to lose his mind. He’s already been at it for a while, so to feel his gut tightening already wasn’t a surprise. 
“Look at you, such a slut. I haven’t even properly fucked you yet and you’re already about to cum. Tightening up on my fingers, you wish I were here to fuck within an inch of your life, right?” 
He lets out a deep moan and shakes his head, “G-get on with it.” He mutters through shaky breaths, curling up his fingers deep within. His pale thighs are shaking, and he feels like he’s going to collapse. 
“So demanding… but Gods don’t beg, now do they?” You chuckle, the speed of your fingers increasing and so do the frequency and loudness of his delicious noises. “Cum for me, gorgeous. I want to hear you.” You whisper, kissing his cheek gently and trailing down his neck. His eyes roll for a moment and he sees white, surrounded by nothing but your very musk. Kratos is on cloud nine briefly, his head swimming as he thinks about nothing but you.
He bites down hard onto your pillow, almost tearing it as he lets out a loud, animalistic deep groan as he crashes into his own orgasm. He can almost hear you now, cooing in his ear about how good he did and how well you’d reward him. Kratos gently thrusts his fingers into himself one last time before collapsing into the sheets below. His face is flushed, closing his eyes for a moment before coming to terms with what he just did. His face blooms a deeper red colour before he lets out a frustrated groan and throws your pillow away. 
He needs to clean up before you get home or Gods forbid he try to explain his little fantasies about you.
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dont feel like setting up the whole template since its late and im seepy ill do it later 👍🏾👍🏾
featuring yoshikage kira and a very apparent hand kink/oral fixation requested by anon lol + reader is like. a sex worker bdsm thing i think yea
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FEM-ALIGNED/MINORS DNI. 18+ CONTENT BELOW, YOU HAVE BEEN WARNED.
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"You know, it's such a shame that this gorgeous suit is being ruined right now."
You sigh softly, running a well manicured finger down Kira's chest- purposely digging your nail into the pale skin and leaving behind a red mark. The sight before you was truly one you would never forget, most definitely one of your favourite clients to date. Even with his little… quirk. You pulled away, earning a whine from the man as he struggled to pull at the ropes binding his wrists together behind the chair. His thighs being forced to be spread open, you couldn’t help but pass a finger over the prominent bulge. Pre-cum staining the expensive fabric— cute.
Kira watched your every move, as much as he could really. He was frustrated with how slow you were being, but by God, he was truly anticipating the main course of this session. His mouth being held open by a ring gag, he couldn't stop himself from the drool running down the sides of his mouth and it made you smirk. "Look at you. To think such a prim and proper man such as yourself being reduced to such a state… it's pathetic really. You're pathetic, disgusting truly." You purr, his breathing getting even heavier, cock twitching in his pants.
You leaned in and passed a finger over his bottom lip, "I could just eat you up… tear your flesh between my teeth, taste your blood on my tongue… wouldn't that be nice?" Closer and closer, Kira can feel himself slipping from your words- he's losing his fucking mind. His button down slipped down his shoulder, revealing all the marks you left over his skin. His eyes are locked onto yours, unable to look away. They're unfocused, dewy- but oh so captivating.
You smile at him. A tear slips down his cheek.
Then suddenly, you shove two fingers down his throat. You watch in satisfaction as his eyes roll to the back of his head, more tears streaming down his face as a loud gagging noise could be heard from the man. You press down onto his tongue briefly before quickly pulling your fingers out of his mouth. Kira writhes in his seat, tugging harshly on the ropes again as he tries to talk- but being obscured by the ring. You knew he wanted more though.
You lean back a bit, a hand on your hip as you examine him, thoroughly happy with the results. "Hmm… let's take this off. You have a lot of things to say, I'm sure." You hum in a sing-songy voice, slipping behind him and very slowly taking off the gag and throwing it elsewhere. Hands onto his shoulders, you gently squeeze before tilting his head up so he could look at you. "Pretty boy, you've been good so far. You've still got some time in your session, do you want to cum?" You ask, to which he immediately nods.
Kira truly does look pitiful. His tongue slightly hanging past his lips and eyes looking blurring, poor man looks like he's about to break. Your goal was almost achieved, at least.
"Ahn— please- please, master- please… Hgnn, I need you-" He manages to rasp out, moaning when he feels your other hand wrap around his throat tight. "Be more specific, love. Can't give you what I don't know. I'm not a mind reader." You teased, the grip only tightening as your grin faltered into a scowl at his lack of response. "Speak, bitch." There was an incoherent keen from him as he leans into your touch, but eventually gathers his thoughts enough to properly beg.
"Haah- need— need you down my throat- fingers— deep, deep…" Kira's words eventually slurred into pathetic moans and your smile came back.
"Good boy, very good boy. Master's proud of you, so proud."
And with that— you slipped your digits into his mouth again, a bit gentler this time. You could feel his tongue swirling around your fingers, coating every inch of them with his saliva. Once you were satisfied, you shoved your fingers down his throat again, relishing in the gag and slick noises that followed right after. You were glad that you had trained Kira's gag reflex over the course of your private sessions, he seems to be thoroughly enjoying this. He can barely keep his eyes open as he deepthroats your fingers, sucking them down as if they were your own cock. It was a shame these sessions weren't more intimate, you would have loved to see him writhe under you a bit more closely.
You tore your gaze away from his face and trailed your eyes down to his crotch. It was clear he was going to cum soon. Time was running out and you didn't want to leave your customer unsatisfied.
The grip around Kira's throat tightened again, airflow getting cut off as you began thrusting your fingers deeper— harder. You can see his cock jumping each time you press against the back of his throat. There were nonstop moans from the man before you at this point, twisting and turning in his seat- until he goes completely still and his jaw drops. You watched as his hips lifted up from the chair, twitching uncontrollably as he came untouched in his pants. Creamy white stains the already ruined fabric on top of everything else. There was a sense of pride within you for reducing a man such as Yoshikage Kira to such a state.
You slowly pull your fingers out of his mouth and let go of his throat, gently caressing his face and wiping away any stray tears with a smile on your face. Kira's gaze is completely unfocused, he can hardly concentrate on your face. "You did wonderful, gorgeous. So good for me… I can't wait to see you again."
He couldn't stop the dazed smile from slipping onto his swollen lips as he nods dumbly to your every word.
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I KNOW YOU WANT ME BABY... — short
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> author's note — i am clinically insane > word count — 707 > featuring — narciso anasui > cw — NSFW CONTENT, ftm!anasui, cunnilingus, squirting, panty ripping, usage of the word c*nt and pussy, risky sex in a prison cell and shitty google translated italian lmao
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"J-just like that— fff-fuck, yeah…"
Anasui just couldn't shut up, couldn't he? You stared up at him and furrowed your brows, but he was too busy hiding his eyes behind his arms, his thighs shaking as he squeezed them around your head. You let out a low huff and latched right back onto his soaked panties, making him gasp and let out a delicious whimper. This wasn't a completely ideal situation— especially considering there were guards doing rounds tonight and any of them could be able to hear Anasui's sweet little moans each time you pressed your lips against his core, lightly grinding your teeth against his clit. You suppose it was your own fault for getting too touchy, despite knowing how sensitive your baby could be.
You pulled away briefly to lean up and lock lips with the pink haired man, an attempt to shut him up while simultaneously rubbing his pussy through those now ruined panties of his. Anasui was already so shaken up and teary, it was hard to keep calm and not completely ravage him then and there. He was so needy and already looked like he was about to completely lose it. You loved watching him grind himself against your fingers— so why not go a little further?
You hooked a finger through those panties and Anasui pulled away from the kiss to watch as you tore through the lace fabric completely, leaving him completely exposed. He was already ready and dripping for you, slick running down his thighs as he looked back up at you and whispered, "H-horny bastard, you ruined my underwear… I think you should fuck me to make up for it." Even through all this, he couldn't help but be a teasing bitch.
This made you roll your eyes, "Not a chance, beautiful. Not now at least." To this, he whines deeply but obediently lays back as you kiss down his stomach, eventually back face to face with his cunt. He was unbearably wet but you simply licked him up again, Anasui letting out a particularly loud gasp, his leg kicking a bit and forcing you to pinch his thigh to make sure he quiets down. He covers his mouth with his hand and whimpers, his free hand running through your thick locks, gently tugging and pulling when you licked up a particularly good spot.
He was already so close, and you could tell. You needed to hurry this up, or else you might both get caught. You pressed a soft kiss against his clit before finally properly going down onto him, devouring that cunt as if it were your last meal on death row.
"O-ohh, oh god- fottere, please- d-di più, amore mio..." Anasui whimpered out, his thighs closing around your face again, to which you hummed and kept going. "S-Sono così vicino, per favore-" His voice was getting so high-pitched, it was cute. His body was twitching so much, his hand only tightening on the hair he has a grip on as he gets closer to the edge, till he—
"O-OH MERDA!!"
There it goes. You let out a satisfied hum as he squirted all over your tongue and lips, Anasui's head being thrown back onto the pillows as he clenched the sheets tightly, his back arched off of the bed still. The entire lower half of your face was drenched with his slick and cum, to which you licked your lips. Ana tasted as delicious as usual. A gorgeous sight to behold truly, giving his pussy one last kiss before leaning back over him to kiss him, a raspy moan could be heard from the man. His hair was a mess, his eyes blurry with tears and he couldn't quite catch his breath.
It took him a few minutes to calm down from his high, to which you used this time to help him clean himself up. Anasui turned to you and muttered, "The guards 100% heard us… so why don't we show them how good you are at taking care of me?" There was a sly grin on his face, a clearly lustful look in his eyes and he was groping the bulge in your pants.
Who were you to deny your pretty boy?
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c-nstellati-ns · 1 year
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OK imagine Caesar from jjba being cocky thinking he can get away with flirty with other people only for him to get fucked with the reader being the only one he can think of
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MELT IN YOUR MOUTH KIND OF LOVIN'... — short
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author's fic — y'all need to send more requests like this fr word count — 512 featuring — caesar zeppeli cw — NSFW CONTENT, implied cheating, degradation, hair pulling, dacryphilia, and spanking [twice]
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"Keep quiet, won't you whore?"
Your voice was harsh against his ears, Caesar had to swallow down the loud moan that threatened to spill past his lips. He covered his mouth as best he possibly could, but the way you were pounding him from behind… he wouldn't last much longer. It was his own fault anyways, flirting with those men and women in front of you like that, he deserved everything that was coming to him right now. Caesar's eyes welled up with unshed tears, he could barely hold himself up against the sink without his arms and legs buckling from the pleasure. Of course, you had to do all the work again.
"You love being the center of attention, don't you, Zeppeli? Panty chasing in public like that— such a fucking slut." You smacked him across the ass, hard. Caesar choked on his own tongue, letting out a high-pitched, broken moan and he gripped the counter hard. His pale ass was red and leaking from your previous release in him, he could never be properly satisfied, this slut. He knew what he was getting himself into when he had gotten close to that woman in front of you, and now he was paying the consequences. There was nothing he could say to appease your anger, the damage was done. So why not fuck him within an inch of his life to show him what he was going to be missing?
You gripped his hair roughly, forcing him to stare at himself in the mirror. He was a fucking mess. The eyeliner and mascara he wore streamed down his red cheeks with each tear that rolled down, his lipstick all smudged along with his lips all bruised and red. Caesar looked like a cheap prostitute like this… yet, he couldn't help but get harder at this.
"Look at you, stupid bitch. You love this so much, don't you? Being treated like a two-cent whore, you're so tight— you're fucking enjoying me treating you like shit, huh?" You pulled those golden locks harder, eliciting a louder higher pitched moan from the man beneath you. His cock was red and leaking all over the counter, you had to refrain yourself from pleasing him any further or else that'd be overindulging his already spoiled ass. "You wanted my attention so bad, you went feeling up on those other chicks, huh? Fucking whore, I'll teach you a lesson now that you won't forget."
Caesar couldn't help but nod dumbly, as much as he could with your iron fisted grip on his hair. He didn't care about his volume right now, he only cared about you continuing to fuck him like this forever. "O-ohh, yes, yess— I-I'm your whore! Y-yours, yours, yo- FUCK!" You smacked him across his ass again, harder than last time. He was wailing at this point, claw marks all up and down the counter. The glass fogged up from all his panting, it was such a pretty sight.
He really was nothing but a bitch in heat when it came to you, huh?
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