#and hickes and bite marks

[covertbonezone]

I was today years old when I noticed her mascara is running and smudged after sex and now I am losing my mind

[issybee06]

Baby hotline!

Viltrumite men and how they are in bed!

I got bored and when I’m bored I write so here! Munch!

Short dabbles, nothing major I just thought we should get a little snickersnack

This includes Thragg, General Kregg, Lucan, Nolan, Mark and Conquest, and that one Viltrumite Guard who got his head double teamed by Allen and Nolan(he was very pretty idc I just locked onto him like a dog smelling chicken)

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Grand Regent Thragg-

Fucking mean

Like full-on does not care if you aren't prepped or shit he's going in.

He wants kids, not pleasure, so he's fucking like its his 9-5

He's got your ass up, sharp, calculated, thrusts as you're sobbing and begging to cum. Red marks on your cheeks, bite marks on your body, cum from previous orgasms running down your thighs.

You beg again and he scoffs.

“Again…? I don't think it's fair that you've got to cum 5 times now and I haven't cum once,” he chuckled lowly in your ear, “hold. It.”

General Kregg-

Terrible husband, great father.

Excellent in bed.

He gets around, and doing so he's learned A LOT from all his fairs and now knows exactly what makes you tick.

If he's one thing, he's great at memorizing and learning from his conquests.

He's got you on top, smirking as he watches you work yourself before he shifts his hips just enough to get the head of his cock to kiss your sweet spot.

“Fuck!”

He's humming, thumb lazily rubbing circles into your clit, “come on star…youve got it…give me another baby to spoil.”

Lucan-

Omggggg

I love Lucan so much he might be one of my favorite Viltrumites in the comics

So loyal to his wife, refused to breed with any other humans besides her

He would treat his partner right, praising and kissing and would take time to learn what you like and hone in on it 10x more than you'd expect

Like eating you out? He's got that tounge trick down to a T

“Fuck…Lucan…right-right there!”

He'd blink his pretty dark eyes, hick your legs higher on his strong shoulders and work you until you were seeing the stars he hailed from.

Nolan-

HE KNOWSSSSS

We all know he and Debbie were still going at it

He looks older, but his stamina? Unmatched. Once he's got you its end game.

He's passionate, rough but not mean, hands on the headboard as he's pounding into you. The wood will splinter, the wall will dent, you wont walk for days, but he's grinning and cooing down at you.

“Come on darling…cant you keep up? I think you can…youre my tough little human…”

He's tweaking your nipple, pinching it and rolling it roughly, snorting when you whine, “shhhh, you like it.”

Mark-

Bottom.

Canon bottom.

Whining and holding you too tightly cause he still can't fully control his powers so you'll bruise, begging you to fuck him harder. You're on top, riding him as he thrusts up into you with a pathetic look on his face. So in love, wanting to please, you tell him to do something hell fucking do it.

“Ah-AH~ ba-baby! So good when you ride me, so tight…so warm-FUCK-b-babe can I cum? Please? Please? Plea-”

“Mark…huh…t-touch me?”

Don't need to tell him twice, he's already swiping his thumb over your clit and watching you unfold before messily cumming inside with a cry of your name.

Conquest-

Dominating

Taughting

Teasing

He's gonna toy with you, drag out each orgasm and then ruin your peak. He wont let you cum, not until you're crying and offering up your soul to a demon does he let you finish.

Its not even about him, he can care less about if he gets to cum, his pleasure comes from breaking you, ruining you, claiming you like this.

He'll laugh, ruining another orgasm, “Aw, were you gonna cum? Did I ruin it for you? I guess we're just gonna have to start over, again.”

You'll cry, hell laugh and lick your tears up without care.

Viltrumite executioner-

I think he's a switch, I mean look at him.

He can either be pounding you mercifully with your legs on his shoulders and one of his hands on your throat.

“You like this? Fuck… you're so filthy…flying all the way to the prison just for some dick…”

Orrrrr

He's moaning, crying, whimpering under you as you force another orgasm out of him and admire the was his tan skin flushes and his pretty eyes fill with tears from overstimulation.

“Oh-stars-p-please…i-i can't anymore…too much!”

[justevelynnnn]

Drabble for a protective logan of a pregnant!reader

Pairing: Logan Howlett x Pregnant!Reader

Warnings: Pregnancy, a bit of feral logan, childbirth..

A/N: ive had this prompt on my mind for a whileee however i don’t think this will have a follow up cause i got kinda lazy towards the end

- He knows before you do honestly. Strong sense of smell and all that jazz. But also he senses your heart rate slightly increase even though you’re not doing anything

- You smell different..almost…sweeter? At least to him.

- A week after he noticed you tell him how you missed your period and he just just looks at you and nods like “duh, you’re pregnant…”

- You still go to Jean to get an ultrasound and what do ya know, there’s a bun in the oven!

- Immediately after it’s officially confirmed Logan forbids you to go on anymore missions or really do…anything..

- Going out with Storm? Where? Why? No, no, no stay here it’s too dangerous out there..

- He didn’t let you lift anything, do chores, cook…

- Nope nope nope just stay there.

- As time goes on you get a bit annoyed but you’ll admit it’s cute seeing him like this.

- He cuddles with you every single night, arm protectively slung around your belly. He kisses it every night and then your forehead. He’s so soft with you..

- As your bump started to show he just couldn’t stop looking. He was surprisingly very excited to be a father. He was gonna raise this kid right. Protect them from any harm as much as he can. You included.

- He’s always been protective over you but now?

- One day, You were trying to reach something and Scott comes by, noticing you need help and walks over to help you reach whatever you want. Unfortunately for him, Logan saw this from around the corner and also saw how Scott gently touched your side as he helped you.

- Logan saw red. He snarls and then lunged at Scott and damn near bites him. Scott jumps back a bit, startled by the sudden feralness.

- “Don’t. Touch. Her. Again. Got it, Summers?” Logan growled angrily.

- Scott just nodded and then quickly left.

- You scolded Logan immediately after but Logan ignored you and just looked at you for any “marks”

- So after that no one was to ever touch you unless it was Jean doing a check up. Or another mutant if she couldn’t.

- Logan didn’t care. In his mind he was keeping you 100% safe. From harm..germs…whatever

- He’d make you wear his clothes so his “scent” would be on you and also because your clothes were getting too tight

- Whatever you craved, he’d get it.

- If you wanted water at 4am, he’s up and going to get it immediately, like he wasn’t just sleeping moments before

- Back hurting? He’s now a licensed massage therapist.

- Someone’s cooking food that’s making you gag? He’s going into the kitchen and scolding whoever’s cooking.

- That one was a bit embarrassing but they never really minded and understood you were pregnant

- After a while you started to become more and more out of breath so now you reallyyyy couldn’t do anything. You had to beg Logan to at least let you get some fresh air or something because staying in bed all day was not the answer even if your feet were swelling and you back was killing you.

- He’d walk with you outside as you talked about your day and he just listened. He’d ask about the baby and how you felt and how he felt about becoming parents

- He was more cuddly when you neared the end of your third trimester. Hugging you more, kissing you more, talking to your now huge stomach and rubbing it and feeling when the baby kicked

- You both didn’t know if the baby was gonna be a mutant or not or the gender or anything but just knew it was healthy and that was honestly enough

- You decided to deliver at the mansion because well, the hospitals nearby did not like or tend to mutants at all..

- You started getting braxton hicks here and there and you knew the baby had dropped. It was getting hard to move and the mansion was on edge. Logan especially.

- He’d pace around you as you groan and winced in pain but told him, “False alarm honey…just another hick..”

- But was it? What if it’s time? What if you two ignore this and then it’s too late? What if something is wrong and and-

- There was alot of calming Logan down now..reassuring you’re fine

- A week before you were due, you were thrown a baby shower.

- It was Rogues idea and everyone gave you a little something. Diapers, Toys, bottles…

- They had all your favorite foods from your pregnancy, even the super weird cravings

- You cried.

- Logan got mad when he saw you cry. “Who did this?? Why is she crying? Was it you, Summers? Why i outta-“

- You tell him you’re just very happy and emotional right now and not sad. And, no, Scott did nothing wrong so please put him down oh my gosh…

- It’s true you were very emotional and hormonal the whole time and you were so ready to be done

- A week later, in the middle of the night you got up to use the bathroom for the 5th time. Not wanting to wake up Logan over and over just to walk to the bathroom, you went alone, waddling to the door.

- The second you got there though there you immediately started leaking. And you would’ve been embarrassed of you didn’t immediately have the worst braxton, no….this wasn’t that…this was more…

- “Logan. Logan!”

- Logan jumped up and and ran over to you asking what happened and what’s wrong..

- You start to tell him and suddenly you’re hit again with another contraction

- It was time.

- Logan woke up everyone he could after getting you tot he medical room.

- He left the students be but it’s not like they couldn’t hear you yelling anyways

- He stood by you the entire time as you squeezed his hand and cried in pain. He almost growled at Jean hooking you up the machines but he knew it was to monitor if you and the baby were okay.

- He was so focused on you that he didn’t care for everyone crowding also but when it was time to push he barked for everyone to get back even Jean

- He let you squeeze the life out of his hand as you pushed and encouraged you the whole time and wiped your forehead

- And after several minutes of this chaos…

- “Congratulations…you guys are now officially parents!” Jean says as she holds the crying newborn baby.

- As she helped lay the baby on your bare chest, you and Logan just smiled at your child.

[acinnamongirlsdiary]

This is soooo self indulgent but i hope yall love itttt!!!

Rex Sloan x reader x Mark Grayson

.˳⁺⁎˚ ꒰ఎ ★ ໒꒱ ˚⁎⁺˳ .

They're best friends.

Best friends who just so happen to kiss a lot.

Best friends who just so happen to care about you a lot.

An amount that they swear is normal but is a little too intimate.

They'll never admit this to anyone (well not until you're with them, where you belong) but they think your so fucking enchanting.

So when you invite them over for a movie night they can't just say no! But there is one massive issue...

You are so painfully shy. When ever they try to flirt or cuddle up to you, yearning for some kind of recognition, you'll get all blushy and hardly be able to respond.

Which they love, they swear! But they also love hearing your voice and they can't when you get so flustered you cant speak! And at a certain point they start wondering if it's even you being flustered! What if your majorly uncomfortable with them and thats why your so silent, maybe your not shy you jsut hate the way they act towards you!

Which is the issue right now.

Your trying to find a movie to watch on your laptop and they're looking up at you from where they're laying with big puppy dog eyes practically begging for you to even look at them.

"Whats goin on with you two?" You mumble quietly, they're earlier affections making you hardly able to breathe.

"Do we make you uncomfortable?" Mark asks, "Cause if we do we'll back off, we don't mean to he weird but your just so pretty and we really really really like you." He rambles, mouth moving fater than his brain.

"And if you really don't want us to be all lovey dovey to you we can stop! I mean were both mature enough to understand." Rex says, clearly trying to hide his nerves.

You froze "No... no its not that." You bit the inside of your lip. "It just feels a little overwhelming sometimes. Not in a bad way but I sometimes feel like I can't breathe and my face is on fire. I want to he able to respond maybe even talk back, but I just feel so flustered."

Rex and Mark both look like you just lifted the world off their chests.

"So if I kissed you you wouldn't mind? You'd like it even?" Rex leans in close his breath brushing your cheek.

"No I wouldn't mind..." You murmured.

He leans in, lips brushing yours. The kiss was soft as he guided you along, lips and tongue brushing against eachother. Your hand on his cheek gently guiding him close, his hand slipped up your shirt brushing the soft expanse of your stomach.

Mark sucked in a breath as he watched. Leaning in to kiss your neck. Warm hands stroking your thigh as he kissed hickes and love bites into your skin. Pushing himself closer to your back as you moaned softly.

"Can i touch you here?" Rex asked softly, hand on the waistband of your sleep shorts.

.˳⁺⁎˚ ꒰ఎ ★ ໒꒱ ˚⁎⁺˳ .

A/N: To be continued!!! I hoped yall like it and I'll def do a part 2 soon!

© acinnamongirlsdiary do not copy, repost, plagiarize, or feed any of my work into ai.

[planetception]

Giving Juju Watkins a Lap Dance Headcannons (stripper reader)

Warnings: you're a stripper ig, mentions of nudity, some kind of mention of sex, kinda nsfw but like not nasty

AN: well i've decided to write for juju because there's just a lack of good stuff for her. anyways i hope yall enjoy and as always my requests are open :)

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༊*·˚ ok so starting off, i imagine you're a student at usc (shocking ikr). anyways its like you're a student by day and stripper by night

༊*·˚ ofc you know who the juju watkins is... i mean who doesn't? anyways this is just plot so moving on

༊*·˚ after another phenomenal game from juju, a few of her friends decide it's a great idea to book a little suit at the strip club that you dance at. being an athlete she was allowed to get in even if she was not 21 yet

༊*·˚ basically your boss assigned you to this little party. anyways the room had its private stage and stuff.

༊*·˚ so yeah, you start dancing seductively, even taking your top off. boobs spilling out of your almost too small of a bralette, making direct eye contact with a blushing juju.

༊*·˚ biting your lip you came down from the pole and walked down the stage, heading towards another pole. the girls started to throw money at you while you were grinding up against the pole.

༊*·˚ you were in a rhythm, tits out, money being thrown at you, gliding against the cold metal. the only thing covering your body was a tight light semi see through pink thong, paired with long high heels.

༊*·˚ you bit your lip again as you hopped off the stage and walked towards juju. once over there, you put your middle finger below her chin, pulling her head up to meet yours

"hm why so nervous sweetheart?" you asked, tilting your head to the side. "maybe a dance will help clear up some nerves?" you asked again. this time pulling her face forward.

༊*·˚ the basketball player nodded before you found comfort in her lap. you started to grind against her as you gave her a sensual lap dance, you were finding your rhythm as you got off her and bent over, revealing your perfect ass

༊*·˚ poor girl didn't even know what to do with herself. she couldn't help but just look at your ass, your hips, the way your thong was just so tight. her friends were egging her on to touch you

༊*·˚ i just imagine she would have enough of teasing and grab you by the hips, pulling you back down on her lap. she would slightly thrust her hips up a little just to meet yours

༊*·˚ you just continued to give her one of the best lap dances of your career, just letting her touch you all over the place

༊*·˚ eventually you concluded your little show, getting off of jujus lap you bit your lip again before slapping your ass and walking back up the stage and back to the pole as you started to dance again. making sure that your full attention was on juju

༊*·˚ later on in the night, her friends wanted to leave. thus concluding the little party, however you stopped juju and grabbed her by the chin again

"i can show you a better time back at my place sweetheart... give you a bit more, sexual dance?" you whispered into her ear as you shoved a little paper into the pocket of her pants containing your number.

"just stay here until after my shift... then we can go have some more fun, i'll even let you touch these." you whispered again, grabbing her hand and placing it on your boobs.

༊*·˚ you walked away, putting your top back on and grabbing the money that was thrown at you and tucked it into your thong and top.

༊*·˚ after your shift, you went to go meet juju in the private room before taking her home and giving her a bigger and better performance. right in the comfort of your own place

༊*·˚ when juju leaves in the morning, you make sure she keeps your contact in her phone. once she gets into her uber you send her a message

"had fun last night, call me when you want some fun xoxo ; )"

༊*·˚ followed up by a photo of you grabbing your boobs and squeezing them, bite marks and hickeys littered your perfect tits and you wouldn't have it any other way

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um... somehow i feel this is way more freaky than my caitlin headcannons i did a while ago. anyways i hope you all enjoy my fuckery and there will be more of this coming i guess. thanks for reading!

[sweet-mang]

König head cannons

As requested on my most recent poll!! I did try to keep it very neutral and ‘fluffy’. Please let me know who else i should write for im always looking for new ideas!!

König keeps a little journal with him at all times when he’s deployed. Just something to vent at or doodle in. He’s not the best artist but he tries, he even has small doodles in almost every page that kind of look like you.

His journal is VERY private the only person thats allowed to take a peak in there every now and then is you. Sometimes when he’s busy somewhere else in the house and he leaves his journal unattended you put tiny love notes in the corners of the pages.

While he’s not deployed König has three moods. Couch potato, horn dog, and the biggest ball of energy anyones ever seen.

König in couch potato mode is just a giant weighted blanket. He’ll lay on the couch taking up the entire couch just watching a movie or show of his choosing. You can try to join him but only if you can lift a part of him up, and if you can’t the floor or his lap would do fine.

König while he’s all energetic can mean a couple things for you. He’ll either want you to join him on a run or hike, but his idea of a small hike or a short run might just kill you half way through.

NSFW MDNI

When könig is riled up he’s practically glued to you in someway. His hands would most likely fall on your chest or waist trying to feel every inch of skin he can reach. His mouth would be marking you all over your neck, chest, and legs are going to be covered with bite marks and hickes red and sore.

Sometimes when he’s particularly desperate humping is to be expected. In those times you can bring down this massive 6’10 hulking man into nothing more than a whiny mess, Begging for your touch. He’ll look up at you while on his knees with those beautiful ocean eyes begging for any kind of attention/friction.

If hes just gotten back from deployment best believe the first thing hes looking for is you. He’ll drop everything at the door slamming it with his foot. The second he spots you his hands and lips are all over you. He mumbles against your skin about how much hes missed you before taking your lips into his.

Later that day he makes sure that you feel every inch second hes missed you. Almost breaking the bed, couch, you and table throughout the night. He does make sure to slow down every once and a while to just love on you and to also give you a break.

Königs stamina is very well above average much like the rest of him. He understands that breaks are important so you don’t break. ( as euphoric as it would be)

His after care routine is just as much for you as it is for him. Back rubs, bathroom trips and head scratches are some favorites but just having him there still breathing heavy wiping the sweat from your brow and giving you soft kisses all over your face is definitely on the top of all favorites.

König rarely loses control when you’re together, always couscous of how you feel and react. But there are those moments when he just snaps in the best way possible.

Sometimes he snaps before hes even entered you and he just grips the base of your head and positions you like you’re nothing more than a rag doll. König just relentlessly thrusting in and out of you while hes holding you still with one hand pushing your head down by your neck and the other sinking into your hip.

Other times könig and you are mid stroke when he snaps. Positioning you under him almost being crushed by his weight. He mindlessly pounds into you like a wild animal, both times ending with him filling you over and over again till hes had his fill, leaving you dripping and cock drunk.

It is almost guaranteed that you wake up the next morning sore and bruised but very satisfied. He’ll apologize for losing control by pampering you the entire day, so expect a lot of cuddles, kisses, and being fed your favorite foods.

[myrunawaymind]

Forgotten Lover

Waking up in the morning with no memories of yesterday whatsoever. Not sure what day it is either… acing all over for no apparent… Why are my thigs bruised?! are…those bite marks? and why is their band-aids with hearts drawn on them over them??! The fudge happened??!! Checking your phone you find a message from an unknown number no context or indication of who they are only a ''Thank you for the last week my lovely pet❤️'' The fudge they mean pet??!! WEEK!? Indeed when you check your calendar it has been a week sense… whatever happened. Not sure what to do you head into the shower almost tripping on your weak legs on the way there only too realise that your entire body is marked with bitemarks and bruises each and everyone of them with a small normal band-aid with a tiny heart drawn on them. As you move too take them off you get struck with a deep feeling of regret after taking of the first, almost slapping it back on just as quick. almost… You manage too keep yourself from it. but you dont take any others off either. You do your best too not think about it all and continue your day. And it goes well you practically forget about it all for a couple of days. And days turn into weeks and soon a month has gone and it has been nothing but quiet. Until the second week of the month you get another message from an unknown number, a voice message too be precise. Cant be from the same number because you blocked it! Didn't you? It is a voice message. When you turn it on you almost throw your phone into the wall in a panic cuz it is nothing but lewd moaning and begging. begging. so much begging for more. That they would do anything for more… Dread fills your stomach as you recognise your own voice moaning and begging on the file. and that's it 15 sec and it is over. no more messages only questions from you and a growing flushness over your neck that the bitemarks and hick-bruises finally disappeared from that you are trying too ignore. You try too get a answer but nothing only silence. until an hour later where the same number sends a video of you kneeling infront of your own sofa the same one you are sitting in now. not sure how too feel about that too be honest… But seeing nothing but a pair of crossed legs in back pants and a hand holding a chain with an old clock? Your not sure… What you are sure of is that you look annoyingly good in that harness you are wearing and that you are watching that clock swing from side too side staring like your life depends on it. Repeating over and over,

''I listen and obey'' ''I am nothing but your pet'' ''obedience is pleasure'' ''Thank you for taking care of me''

Over and over and over again. With a sudden feeling so lightheaded might puke you fall off your sofa and down on your knees and just as quick the lightheadednes is gone as quickly as it came. and you catch yourself whispering, ''obedience is pleasure'' and quickly slapping yourself out of it you get back on your feet and sit back down on the sofa. only too fall down again. on your knees. ''I listen and obey'' and another slap of sanity across your face. Not sure what too do you feel your panic growing more and more distinct. But you receive no more messages for the day. And you settle for just pacing around your apartment from the windows in the living room facing the parking lot too the front door. You pace and pace and pace. You are sure that there is a clear line on the floor where you walked by now as you try too figure out what too do. Call the police? Definitely. You need too report this. Things like these are dangerous and there have been a lot of new about people disappearing in cities not that far from hear. I need too do something. Cant just pace here forever! I wont be able too live like this! Mind decided you go too grab your coat and open the entrance door only too run into someone in the stairwell. with your shoulders so tense they go above your ears you tackle into them not caring that they are there. They are in the way. They will be fine. A soft and firm hand grip your arm and turn you too face them. and as you look at their face you feel all stress and anxiety leave you and a smile blossoms on you face. ''Hey there! easy~ are you alright? you should calm down. I'm here now.'' A hand softly holds your cheek and softly strokes your cheekbone and you cannot help but too close your eyes and nuzzle into their hand. ''I've missed you. Did you enjoy my messages?'' You open your eyes and stare into the face of your owner finally back. ''I've missed you more!'' A soft chuckle and they squeeze your cheek. ''I'm glad the triggers worked so well. Lets get inside a week is not that long and I got a lot of plans for you'' They herd you back into the apartment and with a soft click they lock the door. not too be opened again for a week. Only too repeat again next month, the best time and life you could dream of! its sad that it is only for a week a month.

[squigglewigglewoo]

Can I request for where Yandere dazai is down bad for reader/fem. That when reader finally allows him to have her, he rips multiple orgasms and keeps her panties for later use..

(✧) warnings: half of these warning depend on his you see the fic, perv behavior, slight noncon, possible drugging, intoxication, alcohol, mentions of stalking, mentions of violence, yandere behavior, manhandling, overstimulation, possible manipulation? Dazai not listening when you say no more, dacryphilia, slight blood play? sadistic dazai bc have you seen that man? he was literally in prison and has 138 counts of aggravated murder, no way he's not a sadistic fuck. mentions of masterbation, mentions of head (male receiving). fem bodied reader, pet names, degradation, praise, sugar coated degradation, Dazais a liar, mentions of chuuya, dazai literally covers his darling in marks, bruises, bites, hickeys, cuts, claw marks, hand prints. readers mentioned to wear a dress, I wrote this with my cunt and it's not proof read. lowercase writing, english is my first language but I suck at it(beware, shitty gramer), bare with me. ik ur reading this bestie, u a little freak but ily<3 NSFW below the cut, MDNI, ageless blogs will be blocked!

(✦) summary: oh, when you finally agree, although with a little bit of help from being under the influence, who is Dazai to say no? 519 words~

(✧) (a/n): I'm sorry I've been silent for so long! got a little too silly and almost got sent to a mental hospital, I'm back though!! exams are coming up so if there's radio silence again, I apologize!! this'll be short, it's 3:46 and my anemia is killing me.

(✦) pairing(s): yandere!Dazai x fem bodied!darling!reader

(✧) listening to~ Poison by Bell Biv DeVoe

the empty sake bottle forgotten on the ground, Dazais hand eagerly undressing you and near tearing your sundress off as he presses you onto the couch, your head thrown back against the armrest, head spinning from both Dazais lips on your neck and the affects of the alcohol. you usually don't get drunk this easily, nor does your head spin like this. what was going on?

"it's alright, pretty girl, I got you, I'll make you feel good." Dazai shushes you whimper and squirm, one hand firm on your hip, the other slides up your back, unclasping your bra and kneading at your breasts. his hands rest at your hips once more, pulling your panties off and stuffing them in his pocket, a little keepsake for later. he kisses you, his grasp tight on you as he bends and folds you, his belt falling to the floor before he rams into you, making you cry out from the sudden wave of both pain and pleasure.

your legs wrap around his waist, his lips swallowing your pained moans as he fucks you at a brutal pain, murmuring something about "god, you're taking me so well.. should've done this ages ago if you felt this good the whole time.." that your fuzzy, intoxicated brain can't understand. done what? what's he talking about? Dazais nails dig into the fat of your thighs, your pussy squeezing around him as he fucks your cervix, making your tummy twist and turn, your body flushing. cumming with a loud cry, you claw at his clothed back, the man having been to impatient undress himself, whining out for him to stop, that it hurts, and he only laughs, fucking you harder, and you feel another orgasm build up.

"c'mon, didn't you want this, why're you asking me to stop now? don't you wanna feel good?" he taunts, his nails drawing blood, his hold so tight it bruises your thighs. his eyes gleam at the sight of your tears and the small pearls of blood, kissing the tears away as they roll down your cheeks. he kisses you, pulling away and licking at your swollen, red lips, and he can't help out Imagine what they'd look like around his cock. he'd kill anyone else who even thought of you like this, he was sure of it, you where his, his belladonna and his alone.

what will chuuya think when he sees you with Dazai, covered in hickeys and bite marks that the brunette most definitely isn't going to let you hide, why would you, anyways? there's no need to hide if he's the only man your seeing, right? Dazai cums inside you as your second orgasm rushed over you just minutes after the first, Dazai slows, pulling out and watching his cum flow out of your abused hole before flipping you over, sliding right back into your cunt and grabbing the fat of your ass, squeezing as he leans over your figure, whispering in a hushed, near scolding tone. "oh, you didn't think we were done, did you? we still have the whole night left, sweetheart. get comfortable, your not getting a break any time soon."

masterlist!

dividers by @/cafekitsune

[dadsbongos]

King laois fooling around with his little sister got me in a horny chokehold. The ultimate (fucked up) "what are they gonna do? Fire me?" Energy

+18! mdni

the craziest thing is laios probably doesn't even realize/care it's strange. he grew up so ostracized and alone in the hick ass north that he never learned it was, well, wrong

so when his precious lil sib has no shame or sense to hide their affections - he doesn't either! he spent so long away from you and by himself, he can't find it in himself to refuse you and the way you show your love. grabbing and kissing at dinners and openly sharing a single bed; even horror stories whispered between maids that they've woken up in the nude together.

uncovered love bites and red nail marks all down his back and clawed into his thighs. loud, loud moans... you're better off just avoiding that wing of the castle altogether.

by the time laios is around people to be told he shouldn't bang his sibling, nobody is going to because how do you say that to your king?

[chimneyz]

buck seems like the type of person that when someone flirts with tommy he immediately tosses tommy into bed as soon as they get back home and marks tommy up with bite marks and hickes (no scratches though, have you seen those nails they are not scratching up tommy's skin) just to show others on their next day out that tommy is his, and his alone.

[railights]

Just a little sleepy morning kissing.

Slimecicle x gn!reader, establish relationship, MDNI GN!Reader, no mentions of their sex or gender. 

AN: Sorry I haven’t posted in a bit. I have stuff in the works; my brain is just fighting me. -- Also, please send in requests. I need ideas desperately, and it's so much easier doing something for somebody else than for myself. 

Not porn, but not sfw either. Making out early morning, hickes, whiny Charlie, 540 words. 

Always starting as just small morning cuddles, waking up and cuddling your lover was always nice. Just some small kisses on the cheek or shoulder before Charlie got greedy for you. Which you could’ve predicted, but were too tired to think about the consequences of a couple of kisses.

Though not caring to stop him. Your arms wrapping up around his shoulders, his hands on your stomach and waist as he kisses you sweetly. Pulling him closer, since you couldn’t help but enjoy the feeling of his warm skin on a cold morning. Both half-clothed, it was hard not to want more. 

Charlie shared the sentiment, very obviously. His hands are all over you, and his lips are even more desperate. Not wanting to waste a single moment not touching you. Kisses all over your face, cheek, forehead, nose, eyebrows, lips, everywhere. It didn’t take long for him to start with the hickes. 

His kisses trailed down your jawline to your neck before you could even properly react to them. Soft vibrations against your skin as he bit down lightly, just enough to try to leave a mark. “Charlie!” You playfully squealed, feeling the slight pain as he bit down. “It’s too early for hickies, I’m not walking around all day with a hickey just under my jawline.” You spoke as you softly rolled your eyes, a soft smile on your face as you looked down at him. 

“Please?” He huffed out, a whine in his voice, sounding like a child being denied sugar. “Okay, okay, just not there, a little lower, okay?” You softly laughed after hearing his almost bratty whine. Letting his lips move further down, determined to leave marks on you. Stopping just low enough to be covered by the average shirt, but high enough that one with a slightly lower neckline would reveal the small bruises he left on your chest. 

You didn’t have to tell him twice. Like a switch flipped in his brain, he was nipping away at the soft skin of your chest. Leaving a trail of saliva and small red marks of where his lips and teeth met your skin. You both were letting off small groans from the feeling. 

It was only a few moments before you could see almost a constellation of red marks sprawled across your chest. It was obvious you were dressing warm, to say the least. But worth it, Charlie's teeth nipping at your skin was a feeling you loved, almost as much as he loved biting you. 

“Charlie,” You softly spoke, your voice distorted between the small moans caused by his repeated biting at your skin. “I have stuff scheduled, I need to get ready,” You added, softly pushing away with your hands on his chest. His pout almost made you feel bad. Almost… The idea of spending all day with him all over you was one you found hard to deny, but you had stuff to do, sadly. You were an adult after all. “How about a deal? I’ll let you cover me in all the hickeys, once I’m back home.” You reassured, kissing his forehead before forcing yourself to leave the comfort of his arms and get ready for what you had planned for today. 

[bloogers-boogers]

0*/**/20**

"My first time with Adam... now that's unexpected to write, think or say.. but it was unfortunately anticipated from the start of this whole marriage arrangement.

Where to begin? It was awkward. At the beginning, just by taking our clothes off was a struggle. Seeing for the first time in ages Adam's bare skin again... it felt like a curse, so soft and fragile looking like the human form he once bore. I couldn't dare touch it, nonetheless look at it so... exposed. It was exhilarating to say the least, but I would never admit it out loud to anybody, mostly not to Adam!

One of Adam’s worst qualities is that he was in fact beautiful. From the beginning of time to his worst possible fate becoming a fallen.

To believe Eve ate this man for dinner every night in eden is to envy. And I could now understand Lilith's fantasies of having the first man on fours and willing to take one in.

At first, ofcourse Adam would protest of the mere idea of bottoming, I didn't expect him to react positive or want to be the one to submit. But it was either that or be thrown back to the streets of hell, cause there was in no way a possibility of me ever submitting to Adam. After all, I've done already plenty of favors!

Aside from that issue, haha! There was plenty of more! Oh boy—! You'd think it'd be easy with our history? FUCK NO.

I wanted to scream the moment I had touched his shoulder, his skin burned against my fingertips. Not even the amount of pain I felt from my fall could compare! Okay... maybe I'm exaggerating a little... that shit was painful as fuck. But you get my point!! It was fucking odd!!! There's things an angel can predict but not this! Never this!

I never thought I'd fuck Adam! Adam of all people!!

And he's my fucking husband too!!!

And the worse part, it wasn't even bad. Yes, it started off awkward but it evolved immediately to something passionate and wreckless, the type of wreckless you could almost consider tender. Adam's kisses were desperate and suffocating, it was almost funny how he was trying to catch my pace. Almost. Because it was hot. Cute. CUTE erghhhhgg!!

Husband! Husband! Husband!! That thing is my husband! The thing that wanted to kill my precious daughter is my husband!

His messy hair, his golden sultry eyes, the drool sliding down his mouth while he chanted my name repeatedly shouldn't have been so memorizing under my gaze.

It shouldn't have felt so good to take him. After everything that happened. After all the sacrifices, betrayal and bitterness. It shouldn't have felt so sweet and right for me to claim Adam that night as mine.

The bite marks, hickes and bruises are only reminders of our honeymoon sins.

This is the last I'll ever be touching Adam, but it was sure an experience I'll never forget. A haunting memory."

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[love-me-satoru]

Thinking of kyojuro

him smothering me with his fat fucking tits as much as he loves your tits you love his even more omg. you love leaving your marks all over his body especially on his pecs

you usually bite his neck but you always leave a trail of hickes running down from his neck all the way down to his pecs. he usually super proud about them until one day his best friend made a comment about them.

“Kyojuro! i got a question for you” Tengen said smirking.

“Yes Tengen?”

“ya girl got you good huh?”

“what you mean by that?” Kyo looked at him with a confused look.

“the hickes Kyo” Tengen laughed.

his face turned bright red and stared directly at him. “i gotta go!” he takes off to his estate.

He didn’t realize with how dark the marks were and how many there were so he may have gotten a little revenge on you. that same night so y’all had matching marks. and you couldn’t be prouder

[the-ultimate-puppeteer]

Request: Mina (MHA) with a shy S/O who tries to hide the hickes that she gave them.

M.Reader: Ahhh dang it mina, why'd she have to leave them in such an obvious spot >\\\\\<

/Mina silently opens the Y/N's room door/

Mina: (sneaks up behind Y/N) Awww you mean you don't like my love bites~

M.Reader: Ahhh!! Mina? When’d you get here?

Mina: Just now but I was just in time to see my adorable boyfriend try to cover up the signs of my love~😋

M.Reader:W-well i-i-ts just embarrassing ya know(looks away while blushing)

Mina: Awww you're so adorable!!! ^v^

Mina: Hmmm~ maybe I should leave some more on you~

Mina: I wouldn't want any of the other girls to get any ideas after all😈

M.Reader: W-what, noooo, you've already marked me up enough >\\\\\<

Mina: Oh come on~

/Mina wraps her arms around His neck and kisses his cheek/

Mina: Don't you want more too~

M.Reader: I-I guess so, just take it easy this time okay

Mina: Yay~

30 minutes later

Kaminari: Hey mina have ya seen Y/N where supposed to hang out today

Mina: Oh you might wanna cancel that, last time I saw him he looked pretty exhausted

/In Y/N’s room/

Y/N: (panting while on bed covered in hickies) damnit mina >//////<

[xtarmanderx]

🍻📋👻

If I’m not too late to do this!

Never too late!! So sorry this is hell late, I kept getting distracted and ending up doing 18 other things instead of these asks lol. Here are words!

🍻

“Yeah, man. Not brooding, I promise.” Luca says with meaning as he claps Rocker on the shoulder. “Got a lot going on in my head, that’s all.”

“You ever need a place to lay those troubles, you know where to find me.” Rocker says seriously. When Luca nods, his smile brightens again and he turns toward his pool partner. “Griffin Adams, meet Dominique Luca. One of the finest officers you’ll ever meet.”

“Can finally put a face to a name.” Griffin smiles and holds out a hand. “Rocker talks about you all the time. Third generation, right?”

“That’s me.” Luca says, trying not to frown. “You guys hang out before?”

“Sometimes I can convince this guy to come and slum it with us lowly patrol officers.” Griffin puts a hand on the back of Rocker’s neck, brushing his thumb over the skin there, and Luca doesn’t miss the way that Rocker shivers from it. Something ugly and hot stirs in his chest and he bites down on it, trying not to scowl.

“We try and grab drinks every few weeks.” Rocker says, stepping away so he can reset the pool table. Luca watches Griffin, noting the way he licks his lips when Rocker bends over. “You should join us sometime if we can line our schedules up.”

📋

“Ready to get this over with,” he confesses. “I know it’ll be worth it, but not knowing who I could end up with at the end of the night?” He shrugs and sighs. “You think of anything to do with whoever might bid on you?” He knows it will be up to the bidder to determine what they want to do, but Hicks had told them it wouldn’t be a bad idea to have some ideas of their own.

“I was thinking about a ride through the streets and going over some of our tactics,” Hondo answers. “Maybe revisiting a couple of past missions and explaining what happened when we arrived on scene.”

“Damn, that’s a good one.” Rocker tells him. He shouldn’t have expected anything less. Hondo’s always been good with people. The bidders out there are going to eat him up, that’s for damn sure.

“I bet the person who bids on you will have it all figured out. Don’t be so nervous.” Hondo squeezes his shoulder in reassurance and steps away before Rocker can think to ask what the hell he means. The lights dim in the rest of the room, the chatter of the crowd dying down as the emcee takes the stage, and the auction is set to begin.

👻

“She was just a scared teenager.” Buck whispers. “Car accident. She-she thought her sister was mad at her.” An ache fills his chest and he rubs over his heart with the heel of his palm. It’s time to send another postcard to Maddie.

“And you helped her move on.” Chimney says, leaning down to clean up the chalk markings he’d placed on the floor. He takes the piece of pink quartz next and gets up, going over to the dresser. He carefully places it beside the picture of Riley and Heather. “Unconditional love. You ever think they know the meanings?”

“No.” Buck secures the satchel and gets to his feet. “Come on, we should tell Heather she can return to life as usual.”

Heather invites them to a cup of tea and Buck would normally decline, but the ache in his head is dull at the moment and he wants to answer her questions. Everyone always has them, no matter how much or how little experience they have with ghosts. Heather doesn’t waste any time. “Am I going to die next?” She asks as soon as Chimney’s finished stirring sugar into his tea. He freezes, eyes wide, and Buck is quick to lean forward while bracing his arms on his thighs. “The wailing stopped, but does that mean I’m still going to die? Isn’t that what it means?” Heather gives him a glassy look and his throat bobs.

[supercap2319]

Tony sees the bite mark on peters ass.

Tony wasn't staring at the kid, but when he bent over to pick his pants up after a nice workout and shower, Tony saw his underwear hick up and exposed his tender flesh and that's when he saw the red mark on his ass.

The billionaire playboy immediately pulled Peter's underwear down, exposing his peachy ass. Peter gasped and surprise. He wasn't expecting that. "Mr. Stark! What are you doing?"

"Don't take that tone with me, Underoos. Who's been biting your bubble butt, huh?"

Peter blushed. "No one, sir."

Tony brushed a finger over his bite mark as Peter moaned softly. "Don't lie to me, kid. Who did this?" Tony growled.

Peter didn't want to be a snitch, but he didn't want to lie to his mentor either. He let out another moan as Tony dug his nails into his bite mark on his ass. "Y/N! Oh my God! It was Y/N."

"Y/N, huh? He and I are going to have words."