#ankles 😮‍💨

[zappedbyzabka]

I get too much anxiety going through my dash/for you, so if ANY of yall (even if we haven’t spoken before) ever want to send me something you’d think I’d like, or something I missed, do it!! I appreciate it🙏 Seriously don’t be worried about me finding you weird, I am the weird one lol

[bitterlyromantic]

Will's hair is so tiny and small in the first episode, like specifically during the aftermath of killing Garret Jacob Hobbs. speckled in blood looking like a young wolf who has never killed before, not even a mouse would be torn apart by him.

[6ebe]

Rugby twinks legit the bravest men in the world

[awakittie]

jinx fucking the reader slowly and deeply with the strap please 😮‍💨😩

cw. degradation. jinx being toxic. use of a strap. modern!jinx (ooc)

jinx, when you’re not allowed anything.

anything but her.

you fuck yourself up against her, slick cunt clenching around the fat of her strap. every inch she feeds into you has you gasping, clutching at the sheets by your hips.

jinx drinks up your moans like food from the gods, beath hot and sour as it wafts over your face — grown lobster-red from her consistent thrusts.

her slender hands find the meat of your thigh, greedy and desperate as they grope the tender flesh.

“you know i love you, right?” her lips press in a thin line, like she’s deep in thought. she waits a beat. “but it hurts me— it really does, when you go off with her, y’know?”

“it’s disgusting really. makes you seem like some cheap whore,” she spits, bringing an arm under your leg to hoist it higher. “no. no, you’re more than that, aren’t you?”

you nod, babbling some incoherent apology under your breath till shes jerking your head back softly with a hand twisted in your hair.

“hm?” she presses, thighs pressing up against yours as she slows on a pump of her hips. she licks her teeth, clicking her tongue at your lack of a coherent response.

“i— i know, it wont h- happen again,” you plead, hands coming up to weave through the loose strands sitting on her scalp. it grounds her.

you feel pathetic.

in your head you’re on your knees by her feet, pleading, begging for forgiveness. she’s glowering down at your trembling form, foot pressed against your back as you heave.

“i love you.” your lips meet hers, ankles locking over the small of her back, right where it meets the slope of her ass.

your greedy cunt swallows everything she has to offer, the obscene squelches filling in the gaps of monotony. she cants her head down, licking a long stripe up the junction of your neck.

her tongue is slick, leaving behind a hot snails trail along your tender neck, bobbing with each gasp her hips draw from you. “p— please, faster..”

your pleading does nothing, as she just belts a laugh in your face, tilting her head. “you think you deserve it faster?”

she leers at you, and you butter up the request with a hand tucking her bangs away from her face, back behind her ear. her nose twitches.

“you’ll take what i give you, baby.” a slap to your ass and she’s hoisting you further up her lap.

a sly hand slithers between your thighs, finding your swollen clit — just begging for release. despite her agonisingly slow pace, you thrash against her, whimpering into her parted lips.

“atta girl,” she hums out a laugh, slowing her movements for a beat as she speaks. “you’re getting so wet, so riled up for me — aren’t you, my sweet?”

“all for you, it’s all for you,” you whine pathetically, squeezing your eyes shut.

she feels your legs tighten around her waist, and the familiar wet warmth that dribbles down her inner thighs. she knows you’ve come from the glaze in your eyes, from the way your lips part in a silent gasp.

when you’re done she pulls out and rolls over. despite herself, despite how selfish and narcissistic jinx seems she never really cares for getting off herself.

sometimes it makes you wonder if she wants you at all. are you enough for her?

she always washes away those thoughts with dips of her lips onto yours, coaxing soft hums from your throat for the millionth time that day.

“i love you.” her voice breaks the silence, raw and raspy from exertion. her bare chest heaves as she comes down from whatever high she got out of making you come.

“i love you more than anything, you know that?”

do you know that?

“i do.”

can you tell i love this doomed yuri edgy jinx thang!!😸

( divider creds to @omi-resources and @cafekitsune )

[yourlocalangeldoll]

*ੈ Dom, Sub or switch? / Squid game

characters: Gyeong su / player 256, Thanos / Player 230, Nam Gyu / Player 124, Hyun ju / Player 120, Kang Dae ho / Player 388, Jun ho

a/n: last post before short hiatus 🎀 Trust me y’all will be FED whne i come back. Gyeong su and Thanos are lowk half assed because i wrote them both TWICE than tumblr glitched and got rid of it.

cw: 18+!, mdni, light smut, nsfw talk obviously, degradation, spit, hand kink mention, nsfw link, pegging mention, handjobs, toys mention, overstimulation, restraints, mentions of surgeries(not in an nsfw way), only proofread once.

*ੈ Gyeong su / Player 256

*ੈ 100% a switch. When he’s dom he is ALWAYS a softdom but still a freak. KING of body worship when he’s both subbing and domming. He NEEDS to be physically close to you at all the time but ESPECIALLY when subbing. Doggy position while you peg him will just not work, even prone position is pushing it. Peg him in missionary and he’ll cum in a matter of seconds. When subbing he’s all whiny ‘n needy. More of a handjob than blowjob guy. Get’s sooo subby when you’re giving him a handjob.

- . . Gyeong su’s body is leaning into yours. Your own body behind his while he’s practically wrapped in your arms that were brought around and tugging on his cock. Your neck covered in tears and saliva where his head was hidden. Body shaking from your continued stimulation on his spent cock from his previous orgasm just seconds ago. “Come on, you can give me one more right?” You pout. Your words earned a whine from him in response but a nod nevertheless, his body relaxing further into yours. “Good boy,” You praise while placing a soft kiss to the top of his head, smirk on your face while you sped up your hand on his cock, feeling his cock twitch at your words. . . -

*ੈ Thanos / Player 230

*ੈ Dom obviously. Being a sub is practically unheard of with Thanos. He’s the one doing all the work most of the time. He’s such a good mix between hard and soft dom. He fucks ‘n pleasures you like he hates your guts but then is all soft when talking, still filthy but his words softer. And don’t get me started on of he’s the one to take your virginity. But don’t let that fool you, if you’ve annoyed him and gotten on his nerves a little too much he will not hesitate to put your back in your place. In the rare instance he does Sub it’s most likely because he fucked up and you aren’t getting over it easily or you’ve begged him a lot.

- . . Rough groans escaped Thano’s lips. Your hand working fast on his cock but stopping before he could release. His hands tied behind the chair lazily along with his ankles to the feet’s of the chair. He couldn’t help the pathetic groans that escaped him when you halted your movements again, head thrown back frustratedly. “You’re such a dick, i don’t even know why i’m still with you.” You complain, focusing more on letting all your frustrations out in words instead of his dick, much to his dismay. Thano’s was only half listening, knowing your words were nothing but frustration. But one thing he caught onto -“Can’t even get out of some lazy restraints.”- made him struggle to restrain the smirk that formed on his face, knowing damn well he could snap out of the restraints if he wanted, hell he practically holding them together. But he’d let you believe anything if it means his girl isn’t upset with him anymore. . . -

*ੈ Nam Gyu / Player 124

*ੈ Hard dom, is that really surprising? He’d be so mean and you’d absolutely lovee it. He is SO into humiliating you and gets off on you crying big time. spit spitting spit. He’d have a field day if you have a hand kink because his hands are SCRUMPTIOUS and he knows it 😮‍💨 I feel like despite being such an ass if it’s your first time or maybe not in the mood to be too rough he’d be completely fine with going softer but that’s not typically the mood with him. He’d either fuck you rough and fast as fuck or still rough but deep af thrusts. You’d swear he’s trying to push past your cervix or sum. He’d force you into such awkward positions that aren’t typically the norm. Some positions like corkscrew, prone or sideways 69. He LOVES to fuck you in the ‘Butter Churner’ position.

- . . You’re back’s straining from the position your boyfriend managed to convince you to get into. But god did you feel fucking amazing. The cool surface of the wooden floor was a stark contrast to the warmth and sweat on your body. Nam Gyu was nice enough to help you by holding your ankles in his hands. But his pace was unrelenting and had your back getting littered with light scratches with each jolt of your back against the wood. “So fucking easy to use, like a sex doll.” He’d say while spitting down on you, laughing as your face contorts in disgust as his spit lands right on your eye. . . -

*ੈ Hyun ju / Player 120

*ੈ Soft dom of course !! i really can’t see her as a sub tbh. She’d be so sweet, whispering praises while she fucks you with her fingers. She’d even gently brush your hair out from your face while placing a soft kiss to your cheek 💞💞. I do feel like she’d use toys.. nothing too crazy. Either has a wand or rabbit vibrator and a single dildo, pretty simple ‘n vanilla. She is SO talented with her fingers and mouth. I imagine if she hasn’t had all her surgeries yet she’d be a little less inclined to be naked herself. Controversial take but i don’t think she’d fuck you if she hasn’t had bottom surgery yet.. it’s just hard to imagine.. i mean she doesn’t even like people staring at her.

- . . You’re laying on your back, body comfy on the bed while you made out with Hyun ju. What started as a relatively innocent movie night taking a slight turn as Hyun ju’s hand made way past the band of your pj and panties and started rubbing soft, experienced circles on your clit. Just hard enough to have your thighs closing around her hand. The two of you’s tongue ‘fighting’ for dominance as her hand made way further down. A gasp escaping your lips once one of her fingers pushed past your folds and into you. Hyun ju just chuckled slightly, wrapping arm around your back and up, gently brushing hair out of your face. Her words gentle while you hid your head into her chest. “So pretty f’me.” . . -

*ੈ Kang Dae ho / Player 388

*ੈ Switch. I feel like if he’s domming or subbing would mostly be up to his partner. He doesn’t care much if he���s sub or dom because it feels good all the same 🤷‍♀️ The only time he’ll be overly rough with you is if you’re being a biggg fucking brat or you ask him to. Bro is a SUCKER for missionary. It’s just such an intimate position and he THRIVES of intimacy. He loves to be comforted ‘n praised ‘n all that so PLEASE do. I said this before here, but he’d either be constantly praising you while you ride him -which is also one of his favourite positions- or staring up at you in admiration. the second king of body worship hello?? Is that even really surprising?? Like Gyeong su he craves being physically close to you, during and not during sex. He’s vocal and IS NOT ashamed of it. He hates when you hide your own sounds aswell… doing that is one way ticket to either getting your hands tied to the headboard or his fingers shoved in your mouth ‘n keeping your mouth widee open. Y’all can and will do some of the filthiest shit together but it somehow still feels so intimate. If he’s subbing then he’s not too different.. but definitely more vocal, desperate ‘n whiny. There is SO much more i wanna say about my man but i’ll hold off for now..

- . . All you could feel was Dae ho’s hands roaming your body, his sloppy kisses to your neck, and the fast pace of his cock ramming in and out of your pussy. The only sounds in the rooms were your moans, the forgotten movie, wet sounds of skin slapping against skin and Dae ho’s own grunts ‘n moans. Your nails clawed at his bare back- sure to leave marks tomorrow for him to explain if anyone manages to see. “Shit.. you feel so good.” He groans into your neck, pulling away just enough to litter kisses to your face. “Look so pretty too.. can’t believe how lucky i am.” He says through kisses, hands coming up to squeeze your chest through your bra. “I love every part of you, you know that right?” And what you say in response doesn’t matter to him, because he’ll be rambling on about each part of your body and how he loves it. . . -

*ੈ Jun ho

*ੈ i feel like he’d be a mix between soft dom and hard dom. Sometimes you guys would fuck all slow ‘n lovey dovey, Jun ho whispering praises in your ears. While other times he’d be using you like a ragdoll and either saying nothing or saying light degrades(i don’t see him being too mean tbh just a bit more rough.) He’d hold your body up with ease and fuck you fast while you’re practically crying from overstimulation- having came from both his tongue and fingers. And he’d do nun but whisper soft degrades in your ear and tease you. Even when he’s soft he’d tease you A LOT. The only difference is that when y’all are soft the teasing is more playful. When you guys finally stop he is SUCH a gentleman and king at aftercare.

- . . “Please- too much Jun ho! too much-“ You’re crying out while Jun ho holds you by your arms. His cock going in and out of you at an almost dizzying pace. Despite the overstimulation your poor pussy is feeling it clenches around his cock at the chuckle that escapes his lips. His body moving forward, abdomen filling the arch of your back while his arm moved to wrap around your waist. His breath hot against the shell of your ear while he spoke. “Come on baby, i know you can last more than three rounds. If not then you shouldn’t have been such a fucking brat. Now quiet down and take it, i don’t want to hear any more complaining.” . . -

⟡ ݁₊ . written by yourlocalangel, 2025 on tumblr! © do not repost on any third party website or repost as yours. Doing so will result in me blocking you and reporting.

[lay-z]

brainrotting on how Alpha!Price would have Omega!Reader sit on his lap for cuddles whilst he’s doing paperwork, one hand acting doing work, the other just gently caressing you…

…until he slips his hand down your joggers, shushing you, reminding you that he’s still got to work, but that won’t prevent him from taking care of his little ‘mega

Like... this? 😮‍💨

Pairing: alpha!John Price x fem!omega!Reader

MDNI, 18+ | tw: omegaverse; alpha/omega established relationship; edging; fingering; dirty talk

It borders on cruelty, really, but then again, you’re terribly dramatic and deep down relishing in the attention your handsome alpha is giving you.

The way John keeps you spread open on his muscular thighs, all naked and exposed for him from the waist down, sweatpants and panties dangling from one ankle while he toys with your dripping cunt so nonchalantly, working at his desk in his home office like you’re not currently drenching his thick fingers with your arousal, like you’re not panting softly and writhing on his wide lap while he’s going through a pile of classified documents.

His fingers must be pruned by now at how embarrassingly wet you are and he cannot be as unaffected as he’d like to make it out, because you can clearly feel his fat bulge press against your rear through his cargo pants.

But whenever you let him know how mean he’s being by making your needy, pathetic little omega whines and whimpers, he simply hushes you, and leans in briefly to nip at the side of your exposed neck, right where the mark of his claim on you is adorning your skin in the form of an awfully pretty scar. A scar you love to show off and prance around with around base.

“Shhh, love, you’re being very distracting,” John murmurs accusingly as if this whole situation wasn’t his idea in the first place. “Just a couple more reports to go and I’ll stuff you full with my knot again, hm? Can you be patient f’me?” His slicked up fingers rub your swollen clit languidly, coaxing you to the edge of relief until your pussy clenches around nothing and your breath pitches, muscles tensing as you lean back against his chest, but he pulls away from your throbbing nub at the last second and squeezes your folds together instead, smothering and ruining your orgasm.

And you buck your hips with a squeak in a desperate attempt to make him rub your clit again, to have him touch you where you need it, quench the burning need in your belly and make you come.

But John simply clicks his tongue in mock disappointment and sighs gruffly before giving your sopping pussy a few chiding slaps with his meaty hand; soft, sticky slaps that leave you mewling and gasping, and your legs trembling while you can feel your slick run down your ass crack and staining his pants.

“Behave.” John growls against your ear, strong chest rumbling against your back while his middle and ring finger disappear inside your grateful hole with an obscene squelch. “Say ‘yes, sir’.”

“Yes, sir!” you gasp, eyes widening before going half-lidded with mind-numbing pleasure. You melt on his lap, thighs spreading wider, head tipping back against his shoulder as he fingers your cunt slowly and deeply, stoking the mounting pleasure as you gush more slick around his thick digits.

“Mhmm, that’s it, darling,” he coos, nosing along the curve of your neck as he inhales the sweet scent of your omega arousal and submission to him oozing off you, “All dumb an’ greedy for my cock already, just how I like my pretty ‘mega.”

[lanabuckybarnes]

💳💳💳 take all my money but pleeeeease write more about dirty big boy Lee who wants to give you his son because that small drabble had me sweatin already😮‍💨

Ask and thee shall receive!

Breeding Bitch

18+ MINORS DNI

(I do not own any photos, Credits to original owners)

Uhhh so this is fucking….maybe the warnings would describe this a bit better hehe 👀.

Pairing: Lee Bodecker x Reader

Warnings: Dark Lee!, LEE BODECKER!!, Dub/Non-Con Themes, Unestablished Age Gap but there is definitely one (Reader 20s, Lee late 30s/40s), Cheating (it's Lee), Teeny Size Kink if you squint, Names: Darlin, Good Girl, Baby, Slut, Bitch, Whore, Heifer, Girl. Handcuffing, Good ole Gaslighting, Degradation, Gagging, Dirty Talk, Cervix Abuse, Voyeurism? (Your father is in the next room), He uses the fact that your Pa is so close to his advantage, Mentions of Breeding, actually Breeding, Alcohol (Again, It’s Lee), Marking, Biting, Slapping, Bleeding (from yer cooch), Spitting, Daddy Kink, Rough P in V, Threats (Lee threatens your teeth), Dacryphilia, Panty Stuffing, Absolutely zero aftercare— if I’ve missed anymore, especially in a story like this one, please lemme know!!

DO NOT PROGRESS IF ANY WARNING(s) TRIGGER YOU PLEASE!!

Word Count: 1.2k

This is a doozy. I’ll put a lil palette cleanse at the end for you my loves ♥️

“Augh shit you’re fucking tight” Lee growls above you, cock head pushed uncomfortably against your cervix, your hands cuffed above your head and your panties in your mouth.

You would never admit this to anyone. The almost nightly occurrences of Lee ending up in your little cottage on the hill, his pants round his ankles and his cock wherever he so chose.

It was his wife’s fault, he’d told you; she was sick, old and unable to give him what he wanted. That’s why when you moved into town, bright-eyed and innocent, he had to have you.

His head rolled with his eyes, a strained groan flowing from his lips as his tummy jiggled softly at the tightening of his core.

“Never get over a tight little pussy like this” You whined as he pushed further, sheathing his dick fully inside you.

What would your daddy say if he saw you like this, legs spread akimbo for a married man, the Sheriff no less? Your hands pulled against the cuffs attached to the headboard, the rhythmic clanging had Lee’s eyes shooting open.

“Hey now! Darlin” a huge hand smoothed over your metal clasped wrists before running down your arm to your left breast, he squeezed firmly.

“You wouldn’t want your daddy waking up now would you?” that fucking smirk, the dark look in his eyes— he had you, right where he wanted— the reminder of your feeble old Pa in the next room keeping you tamed, Lee didn’t care about him finding out about your little secret, he’d fuck you right in front of him, but he knew it would keep you pliant for him.

You stopped, hands hanging painfully from the cuffs.

“Good girl, knew you’d come around…now you let me breed this little cunt, loosen up a bit, enjoy it” The brandy on his breath had you queasy as it mixed with his residual cologne. His thick lips peppered marks all over your breast, tongue licking the flesh before biting down with a force that had your toes curling and you crying out into the cotton of your panties.

“Oh don’t be dramatic” he chuckled, slapping the reddened mark lightly. He groaned as he pulled his length out slowly, letting you feel each inch run over the stretched flesh of your heat until his cock head fell from you in a sickly squelch, his precum mixed with your blood.

“God baby, you’re fucking soaked…you like me doing this to you? Course you do you fucking slut” Lee gleams wickedly before launching a huge glob of spit over your clit and his head, his thick fingers circling your clit once, twice and then rubbing the saliva over himself.

He keeps your head still, forcing you to look at him as he pushes in again, making you watch as his dark eyes swim with amusement at your pathetic little whimpers.

“Mmmn…you know, if I didn’t have to do this, I’d feel bad for your stupid little face” Lee laughs, slapping his fingers against your cheek mockingly.

His patience had worn thin, you were lucky enough to get this much prep from him but he was over it now— the growing itch to fill your fertile little hole with his cum becoming too overwhelming.

He slams in, hitting your already abused cervix painfully. His pace is brutal, the only thing stopping the headboard from clattering off the wall being the pillow he’d so ‘generously’ placed between them.

“Oh shit! you fucking little breeding bitch, ahh I ain’t ever had a pussy this tight… fucking made for me, wasn’t it? Yeah, it fucking was” Lee rambles, as he usually does. You could do nothing but take whatever he was giving you, you wouldn’t dare fight back— did you even want to at this point? He had you all cock drunk, stupid little baby so you were.

“Mmm, baby you like this” Lee spoke assertively, punctuating each word with a hard thrust “Push me away as much as you want but at the end of the day you’re still gonna take my load happily… I mean look” he laughs as he pushes your legs from his wide shoulders, they fall open on their own. “You fucking hold yourself open for my spunk, you fucking want this, you need it… you want my son ya little slut”

The quick yank of your panties from your mouth made you gag slightly, the drool that had gathered falling from the corner of your mouth and into your tresses of hair. It amused Lee, watching you stare off into that little space you ran to, unable to control your body— you let him fuck you however he wante— no, however you needed.

Lee’s hand clasped around your face painfully, his thumb hooking behind your teeth “fucking answer me whore, or I’ll pull these out” a firm tug to your lower jaw warned you before he spat again, the hot liquid falling right on your tongue.

“I want this… wan you! Want your baby! Please Lee gimme your baby” you wailed, no longer caring about your volume.

“Good little slut, always begging for daddy ain’t you? You take this fucking baby, you take everything I give you” Lee’s pace stuttered, only for a second, but it told you everything you needed to know and you were disgusted at the way your body pled for it. The way your back arched, your pussy squeezing and frantic cries fell from your lips as your orgasm slammed into you like a train.

“Oh shit! Fuck! Fuck! Fuck!” Lee practically screamed as he sank himself into one last time, releasing spurt after spurt of his thick, hot, cream against your bruised womb entrance. You don’t know how long his dick sat in your throbbing canal, only falling from you once he was fully soft.

“God, who’d I fucking bless to get a little heifer like you hmm?” He spoke eventually, kissing your cheek, allowing his tongue to poke out and lap at the salty tears falling freely from your big sad eyes.

“Don’t look so fucking upset at this, it’s a good thing, you’re being used for something great…I know girls that would have their panties round their ankles in no time if I let them” He chuckled while standing, fingers gripping your discarded undergarments to wipe along his cock, gathering his cum, and your slick; which had a tinge of red from the tear in your fragile skin he caused by stretching you out.

Once he deemed himself clean enough, he ran the panties through the mess pouring from your core.

“This won’t do, you’re supposed to keep it in” He tutted before pushing the soaked material into your stretched hole, his fingers stuffing the scratchy fabric into you carelessly. He made quick work of the cuffs digging painfully into your wrists, placing a quick peck over each dark mark around them.

“Tomorrow, I don’t want none of this fighting bullcrap you hear? No panties, no bra, no attitude— just you, alright girl?” He pushed your cheeks together, puckering your lips in the process.

You knew that what you said to him wouldn’t matter, he’d take you all the same so you just nodded like you would every single time his cerulean stare flickered over your much smaller structure.

“Atta girl” His lips grazed over your own, and then like a ghost, he was gone, leaving you to sob in a pile of your own mess.

-

I’m so sorry for him, he’s not usually like this, I promise he’s a nice guy 😔 🚩

Here’s your payment~

[pinkeos]

MDNI. this was supposed to be very short but i got a little carried away😭

i can't stop thinking about amab!actor!reader and afab!mr reca practicing bed scenes😮‍💨

cause like you're not necessarily a virgin but it's your first time getting filmed doing the do so you can't help but feel nervous

fear not, though! mr reca, ever the reliable director he is, will help you practice!

he even set up a camera, with your consent, to make it feel as though it's a real shooting session. he promised the recordings won't be published, of course— the videos of you pounding him into oblivion will be for his eyes only

he gets to be fucked by one of his actors he's totally got a thing for and you get to practice, it's a win-win!

he doesn't know why you're nervous when you clearly now your way with fucking someone dumb. he get turned into a ragdoll with how relentless you are, the bed shaking with the force of your movement as you hold him and pull him down to meet your thrusts

the way you snake a hand down to rub his clit in circular motions has his back arching, his ankle hooked over your shoulder as his toes curl. he's supposed to deliver a few lines in between moans like how it was on the script, but his brain's already reduced into a mush that the only thing he can call out is your name and a mantra of ‘more!’

and you can't stop, not when he looks so good and ruined underneath you. as a director, he was in control of the set. but you felt a sense of pleasure at how he's completely under your control whenever you were balls deep inside him

your hand held onto his hip, the other delivering slaps against his clit that has him squirming— a mix of yours and his cum gushing out of the puffy lips of his cunt enveloping your cock

and of course, the camera was capturing everything. from the way you grabbed his jaw to connect your mouths, to the way his eyes rolled back when he came again, and to the way your semen leaked out of him when you pulled out, his thighs twitching

mr reca has a maniacal grin on his face when you moan out his name on the actual filming set instead of the actor's you were doing it with

[mianaissante]

“ you know i'm not a bad girl, but i do bad things with you.”

summary: your best friend of 10 years helps you remove your bdsm toys after getting stuck with it on for 2 hours, having you overstimulated while he's...stuck with a tent in his basketball shorts:)

pairing/s: itadori yuuji! wc: 9.4k

warnings!! light bdsm, heaaavy and heeefty dacryphilia 😮‍💨, overstimulation, spanking, bondage, blindfolding, praise kink, degradation, edging, dry humping, makeout sesh, shower sex, p in v!!, cunnilingus, fingering, doggy style, mating press, missionary, spooning, manhandled HEAAAVYYY🫡

tags: itadori yuuji x fem!reader, freaky reader and "innocent" yuuji, switch itadori, gymrat yuuji!!, he gives the best aftercare.

a/n: for the people with the same perverted thoughts as me, this one's for you LOLLL 💕💕

for the experience, listen to so it goes.. by taylor swift!

crying out yuuji's name to help you rid yourself of the very bdsm toys you chose to wear was one of the many events you didn't think would ever happen in the 10 years of your friendship.

it all started a few days ago when you thought that it would be a bright idea to purchase some bdsm toys online, well, to try while yuuji was busy in the gym.

an unexpected truth to be exact, was that you had a disgusting secret you never had a chance to share with your best friend, and it was that you were into bdsm and quite possibly be a freak.

although, while being a virgin and exploring your preferences, you've never had a real encounter with a dominant which made you a tad bit inexperienced. you were just starting out after all.

yuuji never asked you about anything sexual as you and him grew up together from diapers until college. he's never had that though of you, and neither did you towards him. however you knew that he was never into what you were into. he was such a sweet boy, you never imagined he'd delve into bdsm like you do now.

what made him be the one you'd call to was because he was your roommate. living in a bungalow house was fun in it's idea, execution wise, it was hard to find privacy. walls were extremely thin, the slightest of yawns can be heard.

but because of his daily routine of leaving at three in the afternoon, you found yourself dedicating that time to explore your body and it's limits.

and well... it's at its limit.

in squirmish hums, you were sprawled on your bed with a spreader bar latched on your ankles. cuffs tightly securing your wrists onto the bar which made you lay your head down on your pillows and your taut ass waving in the air. slick dribbles all over your sheets where your cunt swallows a purple shaped vibrating dildo you lost the controller to.

dumb now, was it?

while you were overstimulated, your vision was simply blocked with blindfolds, and your mouth encasing a gagball which refrained you from speaking.

was it torture?

no, it really wasn't. it felt good, great even. you were just overstimulated. it was your 5th orgasm when the door clicked and you realized you lost the controller of the dildo, irresistibly stuck in the same position you found pleasure.

whimpers, warbles of your breath, tears gliding your cheeks and heat overflowing your bruised pussy taking in thrusts of the sex toy continuously filled the walls in a monotonous waves of groans.

“ yuu!” a muffled impression of his name making it seem like you were okay yet you weren't. in a way, it held such lustful intentions that you never addressed.

“ngh—hah-fuck..” was all the series of words you could ever execute, gagball intact. yuuji's footsteps drawing closer, you felt a sense of embarrassment basking your body which didn't. “ yuu! help..ngh!” yet it wasn't understandable.

his heavy feet comes to a halt when he reaches the front of your door. a worried knock decorating the small space. “ [name], are you okay?” his voice trembled with care, a sound you knew all too well.

you couldn't bare him seeing you like this, but alas, it was the present.

heavy pants feathered through your lips, curling yourself up and over but restrictions continued to hinder your ability to peel yourself off from such indulgence. “yuu!” you choked, your tongue tasting the plastic of the spherical object jammed in your mouth. turned on even more when the dildo started pulsing harder and faster. “ yuu—” whining, writhing in your place, bed frame wobbling as you stretched upward with your flesh in the air.

“ i'm coming inside, okay? don't get mad..” yuuji quickly says, as if to distract you feom the "pain," the door clinking in unison. “ what's—” he pauses at the sight, his gym bag dropping dramatically on the floor. “—wrong?”

it was a lewd sight. never in his life would he have thought he'd see his childhood best friend like this. blood undeniably rushes to his cheeks and lips parted. how could he control this reaction? how?! parts of your body which he only imagined were now out in display at him.

tears swarmed and distressed the blindfold which you wore— tears that stained your rosy cheeks. sticky saliva building up in the corners of your lips while your muffled out whimpers in what seemed like pleasure and pain danced in his vision and hearing. your wrists and ankles marked with red patches of cuffs complimented the way your slick cunt had its dripping liquid all over the inner most flesh of your thighs. the steel bar glistening with your juices on it.

he was hard.

he could only imagine what it felt like running his thick hand across your hot skin— wait.

yuuji quickly shook those thoughts out of his head, not wanting to take advantage of you in such a vulnerable situation. your head turned where his footsteps laid, suddenly his body made your bed sink down to his weight. there was no point in denying— both of you were nervous and with the way your hearts were panging in embarrassment and desire, it wouldn't be a surprise if both of you suffered a heart attack.

gentle two hands laid your head on his lap, strong fingers calmly untying the gagball from behind your head, his heart skipping a beat again. was there something in the air that made it hard to breathe? yuuji peeled the toy from your mouth, a string of saliva connecting the two together lingered. he basks in the redness of his cheeks.

to him, you still looked innocent as the day he met you, and he knew this when you suddenly burst into tears out of emotions washing over you. yuuji's eyes softened in your glow, cupping your face with his rough palms with thumbs which drew circles softly on your skin.

“ i—i'm sorry you had to see me like this!” you rambled, it was beyond repair. you were damaged. “ you must feel so disgusted of me now, don't you?” yuuji quickly swept you up, kissing your forehead.

“ it's okay baby, it's alright. don't worry, i've got you.” your voice warbled in intensity, tears drowning out any coherence you can say to him. “ i'm not disgusted, i was just shocked. calm down now, please?” yuuji's rough hands detangled your hair from the blindfold, lifting it up from your face.

“ it's just—” hiccup! “ you took so long standing there! i thought you hated me at that point on..” your sobs continued while the dildo on you still worked you up.

yuuji cooed, “ i can never hate you.” you laid there on his lap worrying away how to disappear from the face of the earth. he, on the other hand, felt the tip of his thumb graze over your glistening lips. with one quick swipe, you stopped whimpering. “ now tell me what i need to do, yeah?” he asks softly.

he couldn't deny that he was growing harder at the sole sight of you. your eyes were sullen and red, upset by the fact you let yourself be seen this way, doe irises that made his heart melt. “yuu... get the dildo out of me..—hagh please!” you bucked backwards, your hips failing on you. yuuji held you securely with his strong arms, but his body was giving out as well.

watching you writhing from the simple toy sparked something within him, like it had been dormant for so long. your constant whimpering paired with how your toes were curling was giving him the final blow, but he chose to remain calm.

he kissed your cheeks as if you were the littlest thing in the world he wanted to protect. “ okay, baby. got it.” yuuji swiftly got up, the bed bouncing back up to its original place.

the sun was setting from your window, the light glazing your room with a golden glow. your eyes which regained its ability to see watched your best friend tend to you slowly.

he sank down near your behind, the tension in the air filling up while you begin to experience what seems like your 6th orgasm yet.

a cold hand firmly sets itself on the curve of your back, two fingers both on its soft pooling dimples and a gentle voice pulling you out your highs. however, it made you feverish, burning, and needy.

“ yuu, i'm so sorry..” whimpering in more sobs, “ so..so so sorry..” but your body wasn't sorry at all— in fact it was reacting to his hand sliding up and down, tracing circles on the curve of your back for comfort. “ shush, it's alright. no need to worry, hm?”

a soft moan escapes your lips. he gapes.

your eyes widened at the friction, feeling the tightness in your stomach coming undone. yuuji watches in curiosity. terrfied at the matter, you squealed, “ y—yuu please don't!”

his hand latches away, cold air now occupying your skin. “ i'm overly sensitive... don't do that, please?” yuuji hums in response, following suit to your request. the room would've been quiet if it weren't for the squelches of your sopping cunt, and yuuji wouldn't have been so turned on if he didn't hear it.

still processing everything, yuuji tried his best to get his mind off the gutter. his hands hovered on the dildo's handle, pressing random buttons to figure out how to turn it off.

but it seems like it didn't.

“ argh—hah—!yuu—ngh!” helpless and powerless you were. your insides were fired with the highest option, rapid thrusts and bursts of pulses indulging within you, groaning in utter pleasure and pain. “s—gh—stop!” you moaned, thighs attempting to rub together as if to say you needed more. you looked hot, yuuji knew that.

he was starting to rethink his life choices. you moaned his name and his dick twitched in his basketball shorts. you started crying yet he felt the urge to flip you over and fuck you raw. you were his best friend!

in a spur of panic, he spams more buttons to turn it off. “ sorry, i... didn't realize it would do that.” for fucks sake, he sounded so breathless. he was sorry but his thick cock sure wasn't. his boxers weren't helping, so tight around him.

you kept on whimpering, squirming on the bed until you weren't. when yuuji finally pulled the dildo out of you, juices squirted on his palms and the sleeve of his hoodie. he licked his lips, a huge lump in his throat hindering his stable breathing to which he gulped.

“ that was your favorite hoodie! fuck—yuuji i am so sorry!” you cried, looking behind you with lips bitten. that hoodie would be his most prized possession now.

his face wore something you couldn't describe, he looked out of it yet so focused. eyebrows furrowed and lips pursed. “ are you mad?” you say with worry.

“ i'm not,” he smiles softly, reassuring your poor heart. “ i'll remove these from you, 'kay?” you nod at him, feeling drowsy at the wave of your orgasm subsiding.

every swift quips of his hot fingers freeing you from your misery, jolts of your hips accompanied it. the way it grazed you was sensual, intentional, but you weren't going to overthink things.

when he released you from the spreader bar, your body naturally lumped itself with the plush of your pillows. letting the need of sleep fill your eyes. while you were satisfied and free, there sits an itadori yuuji with fingers running through his hair, sweat running his forehead with a fear of realization that he had a thick boner.

a really, really, painfully hard, thick boner.

he was going to die.

the moment you woke up, the sun had already disappeared, the moon's bright glow replacing its golden hues. your body was still compensating with your orgasms and overstimulation, dealing with how you pushed your luck with those toys. embarrassment is an understatement, it was everything you felt but somewhere in the deep pits of your head, it turned you on so bad.

yuuji was himself as always, waking up to clean sheets and a simple white t shirt was expected of him. he never rummaged through your drawers, yet he made your bed and cleaned up your sex toys, placing it atop your desk chair.

he was the sweetest person you know and you made him go through all that. you were so close to killing yourself.

however, from across your room, itadori yuuji had other plans on his mind...well his cock.

squelch! schlurp! fap!

yuuji felt guilty for ever thinking of you in that way, but there he was with his fat dick in hand fisting away. on his free arm, he had the hoodie he wore a while ago, the one you squirted on. he held it tightly between his fingers, inhaling the scent of your sex feverishly.

he was going delirious.

each stroke felt like a wave of ecstacy, imagining it were you felt like drugs. heaving groans and whispers lulled the air into something so lewd. his head tilted, lips parted softly, and eyes shut tightly, while his palms teased the rim of his tip.

“fuck..” in long dragged out vowels, he didn't even deny it anymore how long this pent up frustration lasted. these thoughts were what he pushed in the back of his mind, now resurfacing, he pumps his sad, pulsating dick.

you were crying and helpless, he knew how adorable you looked when you were upset, he always teased you for it. was this now back firing? he couldn't get it off his mind no matter what he did. for fuck's sake he has had this boner in what seemed like three hours now. it was painful.

schlap! squelch! “ argh—hah..” [name], if only he could moan your name out loud. these walls were too thin.

he felt like a pervert for sniffing the sleeve of his hoodie, but you smelled so sweet that he couldn't resist. he was helpless. dying to chase that release as his hands curled and gripped tighter on his cock. would you feel this tight as well? he shook his head, no, you would be tighter.

and alas, the walls were indeed too thin. because now you waddled your way to the front of his room to thank him for helping you, yet were greeted by a disarray of heavy breathing and the sounds of his hands fapping his dick.

oh?

not knowing what came over you, you found yourself standing still next to the door, hand on the door knob without twisting it open. and thighs rubbing together by the lustful sounds his beautiful lips were making. this was bad..this was private. but what are the odds he was masturbating to you?

the wetness from your highs still remained intact, dripping onto your thighs which felt like a sticky and swishing delight. why were you so turned on by your best friend?

moments later, you heard his final groan, whimpering your name that made you squirm in your place. it was confirmed. he was masturbating to you. and now you had the tiniest ounce of confidence to open the door in thick sweat.

“ yuu? are you okay?”

it was a sight. his grey sweatpants were now stained black and the hoodie you thought he threw in the laundry was in his hand. he quickly threw the clothe away from your sight and his cheeks flushed with amber.

“ y—yeah?” he gulped nervously, “ you scared me.” his fingers hooking onto the neckline of his white t-shirt, airing out the fabric in his sweat ridden body.

from your peripheral vision as you closed the door shut, silence filling the space with the gurgles of his air conditioning, you saw he was shifting in his place. “ you still horny?”

his eyes widened, “ what?!— no! of course not.”

not needing anymore of his lies, you slowly went up to him while he got up to hold your hand. “ l-look i'm sorry for barging in your room like that and i'm terribly sorry for thinking of you that way.”

he was deeply sincere, “ i'm so sorry, [name].” you started at both your hands intertwined, he was always this kind. but you were having none of it.

“ that thing over here isn't sorry, you know?” smirking, you saw how his dick twitched underneath the thick clothe of his sweats. “w—what?!” he yelped as your hands found its way on his chest pushing you to the door.

“ let me ask you again, are you horny?”

yuuji warbled, “ no?”

it was frustrating, but you held your ground and lifted yourself on your tiptoes. chest heaving with anticipation. whispering to his ear sensually, “ sure you are.”

that was when it shocked you. yuuji's hands hovered on the curve of your back, now latching his rough palms on your skin and gripping your ass. “ yeah, fuck it.”

it was uncoordinated, heavy, and out of control. despite that, it felt incredible. his lips was luxury, his tongue against yours snapped you in half, and his thick clothed dick rhythmically thrusted in your hips. “ yuu—hah~” groaning against his plump lips, he pulls away and dips his head between your jaw and neck.

“ shit—you're so—” squelch! schlurp!“ beautiful under me, baby..” yuuji inhaled the crook of your neck, hands on your hips grinding you against his sheath. “ this is all you, pretty.”

wet open mouthed kisses on your collarbones and his left hand leaving the plush of your ass to play with your swollen breasts. “ yeah?” breathlessly, you held his jaw with both your small dainty hands, running your fingers through his undercut. “mhmn—” he hummed softly on your skin, leaving trails of hickeys all over your neck. the vibrations of his voice sent an electric current to your spine, leading it to your clit which was still bruised and aching.

“ jus' kiss me now, yuu..” his head tilted up when he stopped kneeling to stimulate your tits, he got up and opened his plump lips to you again. the hotness and slick of your saliva combining with his. yuuji's right hand cupped your cheek, angling him in a way which trembled your legs. “ you taste so sweet f'me..” he growled, “ such a fucking tease.” he says between kisses.

pulling away, a string of saliva connects you to him who was breathing heavily. your eyes— still watery— glowed like a deer's against his irises which stared harder at your beauty. heavy panting between you, and suddenly your being pushed to his desk.

tumble! splash! clink!

the table was cleared with a swift swipe of his arm, and he has you on the desk with both hands behind your lower back and head smushed down onto the wooden vinyl.

spank!

hefty hand prints left your naked butt on display, “ what made you think it was safe for you to try that here, huh?” his lips trailed open mouthed kisses on the indents, rises of your back. the feeling was sensational, unreal even. there were times where you felt like giving out, knees wobbling in place.

“ i thought you would be—hah!” squinting harshly and heavily breathing, through bitten lips you sighed, “ home later.”

thwack!

yuuji scoffs and slaps your ass, “ you know i'm home before five, right?” desire now blinding his head, he grinds the apex of your thighs on his growing bulge. he loved how your flesh rippled with every spank he did.

“ i know— yuu!” you yelped at the springing feeling, like dozens of needles jabbing at your skin yet you felt more turned on now.

“ naughty girl”

“ didn't mean to”

“ of course you didn't ” he chuckled and turned you around, “ right— fuck! right there yuu!”

your back now on his cold desk, and legs spread wide as he continued humping you senselessly through his clothed dick. yuuji kisses you shut, turning your whimpers into muffled moans. squelch! squelch!

he pulls away and licks your jaw.

“ came home just in time for that series you told me we'd watch the other day.”

right! you begged him to watch this new romance series netflix released. but with the busy schedules mixing up, it completely flew over your head. “ i forgot about that..”

“ and we're here fucking.” he grins beneath your feverish skin, all inhibitions out of the fucking window. you giggled softly while watching him ravage your body, “ well— technically we're not..”

hands on his head, his palms kneading your waist, and his lips leaving splotchy wet kisses on your navel, he smirks, “ wanna change that?”

“yes..” you moaned through his teases. principles and everything you've been overthinking are now left in the dark, demanding are your heeding needs.

schlurp! squelch!

his arms are now encircling your heated body, carrying you to his soft bed, laying you down his lap with hands so strong it imprinted on your skin. “ wanna tell me when you started using those without me knowing?”

splotch! thwap!

you've never seen yuuji in this light, demanding and stern. an indicator that he was in fact itadori yuuji, was his sense of humor and free nature. constant smiles and jokes, he was always so gentle towards you.

the heat pooling within you found its way on his grey sweatpants, gliding over his precum collecting on the clothe as well. “ i jus' bought those last week.”

fwop!

he tugs on your lips for entrance, his tongue grazing against yours, after a few heavy sighs you pull away. out of breath, he sighs in disbelief, “ really, now?”

yuuji's brows quips together, cute. “ yes, yuu.”

“you're really into that stuff?” his hands left your hips, running it up your back and onto your waist— schlurp!— heartbeats syncing in the quiet stance of the room, wet squelches of your kisses, yuuji found his way cupping your breasts from beneath your shirt— his t-shirt.

like fire blazing your already hot skin, his lips dragged on your jaw which worked open mouthed kisses to your collarbones. “ yeah..—fuck yuu!” he wasn't guiding your hips anymore, it was all you now. the right friction stimulated your swollen clit, juices lapping up to spread in your entire slit.

squelch! peck!

“ since when?” he asks, both hands beneath your ass, feeling the undeniable wetness of your pussy. “ don't know... 16?” you couldn't give him coherent answers, the pleasure just kept building up in your knotting stomach.

he chuckled in your ear, “ such bad girl, aren't you?” you frown at him and shook your head. “—hah— am not..”

yuuji knows how bad you are at denying things, he's already got you cornered. “ so too, ” he teased to which you rolled your eyes.

“ whatever,” playing with his hair was the most cutest thing you can do while he did sinful things to you down there. your once clear skin was now marked with dozens of purple-ish marks, splotchy wet looking kisses, and bite marks. “ no need to deny such things, pretty girl, i've seen everything i needed to know.”

banter with yuuji was fun and all, but you seriously needed something more, it was a despicable itch that you wanted out of the way.

fwop!

“ hey, yuu?”

schlurp!

“ hm?”

squelch!

“ i really need you and this isn't cutting it.”

fwap!

your best friend's lips tugged upwards, “ so needy, huh?” in that moment, he licks your bottom lip urging with desire.

“ shut up.”

he laughs at your response and pecks your lips, “ okay, baby. be patient, hmm?”

an irresistible pout enters your face, “ but i don't want to wait anymore.” your whines weren't giving him justice either.

“i dont know what's wrong with me [name], when i saw you cry like that, i never thought i would be this hard.” he groaned in your ears while his hard hands controlled your hips.

thwack! thump!

“ i never thought i'd be so turned on when you saw me like that..”

“ me neither” and he kisses you again—slosh!—you stop him, string of saliva connecting you both. you gasped, “ yuu i'm being serious, i need you in me.”

“ yes sweetheart, wait a little longer.”

without saying much words, your vocal chords let out a pitchy load of whines, turning something on in yuuji's system.

“ didn't i tell you to be patient?” his grip grounded you harder on the sudden rise of his clothed cock. right where his fat tip sits proudly against your throbbing clit.

“ hah—fuck!” your eyes rolled back in their sockets and the innermost part of your thighs started to hurt from how spread apart you are. never really taking into account how huge yuuji's body was next to you. “k-keep going like that—please..” he hums in contentment.

“ wear them again for me, yeah?” his low growl fluttered butterflies in your stomach, and you realize he was referring to your sex toys. a giggle escapes from your used lips, “ did that turn you on that much?”

he nods, a little embarrassed to admit it,“ hng—kinda?”

deciding to finally let loose and tease him, you rise from his lap and tangled your arms behind his neck.“ you can use whatever on me, i have more,” whispering sensually in his ears, you nibble on its shell, before gripping his soft chin with your hand and licking his jaw.

“alright, pretty.” he smirks, throwing you on his shoulders. a quick yelp managed to escape your shocked face, lips forming an 'o' when he slapped your ass again. “ think you can keep up with me?”

spank!

you laugh at him kicking the door open and leading you into your room, “ i know i can.”

“ let's see, sweets.” yuuji shuts your room's door tightly and throws you on the bed. “ hey! why so rough?” you got up from the cloud of pillows and see him taking his grey sweats off, then his shirt.

“ i'm having fun seeing you like this, can you blame me?” you shook your head, placing your foot on his chest when he knelt on your bed.

he pouts cutely, a hand on your ankle, “spread your legs, baby, i can't deal with this anymore.” your best friend was always one for teasing. he kept moving forward and you were resisting, now folded in half, yuuji backs up and pulls you towards him with your ankle. “ feel me, [name]?” yuuji whines, grinding your raised hips against his, “ i've been hard for 4 fucking hours, it's too much f'me, you know?”

“can't you remove your boxers yuu?” you cried, tugging on his arms. he shakes his head, “ that's for later, you've got to wait.”

thing is..you already felt him, hard and beating on you, his dick would twitch every few seconds everytime your cunt swallows his curve whole, coating it with your slick.

smooth strings of gasps from your breathy mouth lingered in the air as you threw your head against your pillows, hands gripping the sheets. this was something you've imagined since you hit puberty. sex...intimacy...fucking...you never understood the hype of dry humping, but now you do.

pink hairs frayed everywhere on his forehead, he looked beautiful underneath your light. your best friend held your chin with a hand as he humped you faster, your toes curling and legs now wrapped against his waist to secure him in place.

it was a mess, both of you were a mess. matched sighs, and matched quips of breaths, heartbeats and your cunt against his cock thumping the same way. “ in my drawer, i've got rope and a—hah paddle for— argh— spanking.” your cheeks were mushed together, making you incoherent but yuuji understood you the entire time. “later..” he groans in your ear, hands leaving your body now on the headboard thrusting harder and stronger.

rut!

it was cruel beyond repair, he knew you were coming undone with how tight you were gripping his hips with your legs. “h—fuck—yes!” he absolutely loved hearing your moans, a hand left the headboard and guided yours to his waist, “ push me the way you want it.”

thud!

blinking heavily at him, you hum. with one quick move, he's back to striking your hips with his. each slap of his groin leaving sounds of wet skin bulldozing each other, the squelching being lewder than sex itself. spring wires of your bed were squeaking, bouncing, and jumping, its wooden headboard thrashing against the drywall making it known to your poor neighbors of your current activities.

there was a rhythm established, indulgent ruts of his clothed dick, and you start pushing him harder and he chuckles, “ are you close?”

half-lidded eyes flutter open once more, “ y-yeah...” and they shut again, head sinking further in your pillows. with one last thrust, yuuji holds your hips upwards, lifting you up in the air and guiding it to circle his groin. it was as if he knew your body the way you did. it was coming, and you were preparing yourself for the aggressive wave of pleasure that will be washing over you...

until it wasn't.

and then he dips his head between your legs, wet tongue salivating at the hot scent of your sex. ecstacy and pure stars. this was your first time being eaten out and it felt so good. half of your body was still suspended up in the air while he grasped you with both hands on your hips, thighs now resting on his shoulders. “ h-holy—shit yuu!”

“mhmn..” he grumbles against your clit, an open mouth swallowing the small yet swollen bud whole. you tried reaching for him but it was too high up, a pathetic moan leaves your lips, tears bringing in your eyes. his closed lids and nose resting on top of the fats of your cunt while he worked you up with his tongue was all you ever wished for. “ hagh— so fucking sweet...” his head tips, mouth open and his tongue on display..mixed fluids dripping from his chin and tip of the muscle. “ you're a water fall.” he looked so hot, you knew that.

“ let's make you cum, 'kay?” he quickly dives in your cunt once more, now lapping at your pussy. a bodily function you never denied, hips now bucking into the swole of his tongue. slowly, he lays your hips down on the bed, the straining pain now going away. “hmnh...fuck..”

as you were feeling the buildup collecting in your stomach, his large, rough, palm pressed on it, and then he inserted a finger inside you. your once sleepy posture now wide awake. how was this any different from a dildo? heck, he felt amazing.

while he flattened his tongue passionately, circling your clit before cupping it and sucking harshly, his finger rimmed your tight cunt. “that dildo was small..” your head was spinning, he was incoherent to you, but you hummed.

he smiles softly on your cunt, “it looks sad next to mine, don't worry, i'll make you feel good.” before dipping again into his meal. haughtily making out with your cunt while your back was arching and spasming, it was unthinkable. mind literally blacked out by sex.

when the pads of his finger reached a spongy part within you, he started curling it. your stomach now tangling itself. “ yuu! sh-shit! stay there, please..” his forearms were giving out by how tight you were but kept on going. slurping all the slick while his finger pushed upward, curled, dragged in and out slow and steady.

once he found that rhythm, your eyes were completely shut, focused solely on the feeling of it all. both heartbeats you could hear from your ears panging loudly. “ fuck! yuuji!” you sighed, gasping with tears brimming in your eyes. you didn't even know you could cry while having sex.

soft hot sighs against the cold air, your high was undeniably coming. and as if sparks started flying, your head whips upward with both hands on his hair trying to push him away with heavy breaths. but he kept going, riding your orgasm out while your thighs squeezed against both ends of his ears.

hot liquid sprayed all over his face, he grinned. “ that was quick, right?” you couldn't even think straight anymore. he licked up our cunt and crawled to you, tucking stray hairs behind your ears. “ taste yourself,” now he's making out with you.

surprisingly, it had a tangy taste to it. sweet and salty in a way. your tongue roughed up with his before he pulled away.

after kissing you, he leaves the bed. “ which drawer is it, [name]?” head spinning, you lift your head up, seeing his huge bag in front of your vanity, “ the second one..left drawer.”

both of your hands rubbed your eyes, wiping the sweat and tears. yuuji's knee sinks onto the bed with him occupied by your bondage rope, paddles, and a blindfold. he sets them aside and holds both your wrists, pulling it away from your reddened face. “ we'll need to work on that stamina if you want to do bdsm, baby..look at you already battered up.”

i guess so,” you yelped when he pulled you up, “ how do you want me to tie you up?” through drowsy eyes, you crinkle, “ i think the million dollar question is if you can tie me up properly.”

yuuji pinched your cheeks, “ i guess not.” with a heavy huff, you pulled yourself off the bed, waddling to the desk chair.

“ here, use these on me instead.” you tossed the spreader bar on his lap and sat on the bed. yuuji holds the metal, shuddering over its cold feeling. “ ass up, baby.” quickly obliging in his request, you propped into position.

“yuu?” calling out to him, your bound wrists and ankles let you struggle to see him in a clear view. the desire pitting in your cunt was pooling, the wet sheets colliding against your hot skin. when you thought he'd be holding you with his firm hands, a loud slap bounced glaringly off the room. your hips bucked forward.

spank!

another slap burned needles on your flesh, a blaring red in a shape of a star teasing you. “ f—hu—fuck!” the shivering silicone glided from your lower back exposed, following the grooves and curves of your skin. “does it feel right, baby?” yuuji's voice calls on to you, “ you don't need to answer, sweets, your body does it for me.”

thwack!

lips trembled in utter pleasure and pain, soft whimpers eliciting from your soft lips. yuuji's strong hands now curving your ass with its roughness, the itch now getting worse. it was unbearable. you needed him inside you.

spank!

“yuu! please—hah..” warbling cries danced around his ears, turning him on by the second. he never knew he'd be into seeing you cry like that. his dick painfully twitched in his beat-up boxers. the once grey underwear now turned into a collection of his cum and your slick juices. “ what is it?” he spanks you again— this time with his hands.

“agh! HAH!”

seeing your ass ripple like a pond of water made him fight himself, controlling his demons to not abuse your vulnerable stature. “ you look incredible with my hand mark, pretty.” your best friend, who you once thought was a sweet innocent baby, smirked in your trembling figure. constant vigor of vibrations coming from your limbs struggling to keep up with him.

thwap!

your vision goes white, body going haywire. juices spilt everywhere from the impact, the paddle spanking your swollen cunt electrified your spine. “ yuu!— hiccup!—ahgh!” as you regained your sight, your vision went from the headboard to the ceiling. firm knuckles entangled with a hefty amount of your hair. “be a good girl and wear this f'me, yeah?” it was a sudden movement, and now your vision is blacked out.

slap!

“yuu!” you gurgled through tears, “ it hurts..” whining only made it worst as his hands forcefully bounced on your cunt. “a—agrh!” wails of your cries and intensified sobs satisfied yuuji's dick. “ does it now?” was he a sadist?

the paddle slid from your widened ass crack to the entrance of your tight cunt, the pointy end of the star dragging on your clit. “ like that, huh?” yuuji confirms when he sees you buck your hips forward and thighs clenching together for more stimulation.

fwap!

“ too bad you won't have that..” he smirks, hearing your cries. “yuu!—ple—hah!” your words kept tumbling over each other. “ please what, hmmm?”

spank!

f—hiccup!—fuck me please!” you were beyond tired, overstimulated and edged from his constant ridicule. “please!”

thwack!

visually impaired, you trusted your other senses to know what was happening, and the next thing you felt was being flipped over on your back out in display for him. “hngh—agh!”

thwop!

“ that's the last spanking you'll get, naughty girl.” yuuji's hands quickly freed you from the spreader bar, red marks in your ankles and wrists prevalent now more than ever. by the time his fingers slid on your blindfolds, his lips caught you in a deep trance. “ get back down on your face.” squelch! squelch!

his dick was excited, he was out of control. the heavy feeling in his chest kept banging loudly, annoyingly enough to disrupt his sense of hearing. “ good... that's good..” your thighs now able to squeeze itself together pressured your clit, giving you a sensation that you oh so craved. the tightness and warmth colliding with whatever slick was left.

“ open wide f'me baby..” a thumb stuck into the hole of your ass, lifting you up casually like it was a normal way to carry you. and then, you felt it.

yuuji's fat pink-ish tip gliding along your folds, squelch! schlurp! when it stopped at your gaping hole, a fwop! elicited from both your hot sex. a fat gulp stuck in his throat, he continues. “ argh..hah..so fucking warm..”

tapping on your clit with his heavy dick, yuuji hastily pushes it in your cunt, the curves and hollows swallowing him with a struggle. “fu—fuck! it hurts..” it was a huge stretch, breathing sharply made it worse.

“relax baby, i know you can do it..” you felt comforted by his cooes, a free hand caressing the plush of your ass...spank!— “ since you're such a good girl, you can already deal with a few thrusts, yeah?”

your eyes brimmed shut with tears wallowing the corners of your cheeks, lips trembling, you managed to utter a word, “too! t'much!”

he kept pushing through, testing your limits, “ but you're halfway there, sweetheart..”

the room filled in your undeniable whimpers and sobs, crying for him to either stop moving or start moving. “ hargh—hah..” your mouth gaped open ahead of you, the headboard getting blurrier by the second. “ is..it done?”

“ yes, you did so well, pretty..” low hums vibrated off his chest, “ let's see how much you can take.”

rut!

thwack!

thrust!

“hargh—yuu!—hah fuck!” aggressive sounds of the wooden frame of your bed starting clashing once more, dulling your mind with how hard his hips was bucking against yours. creak! slam! “ your pussy swallows me so cleanly, babe, you feel so great!”

he was hollering, in fact, yuuji could not believe how good you felt. his eyes started rolling into his sockets, balls contorting at this new experience. “ yuu! s-shit!”

there was no point in denying how aggressive and messy yuuji was in bed. the reactions you were giving him were enough to make him rut his dick inside you like a dog humping a bitch. it was too good to be true, back arching and toe curling. and the way he was fucking you, reaching the deepest parts of you, was insane. he was insane.

“so fucking tight —hah—holy shit— princess—hah!” through heavy lidded eyes, his strong hands pulled you up against his chest. now sitting on top of his muscular thighs as he bound both your hands behind your back with one fist and the other sliding down the curves of your waist. he fucked hard. his rough fingers dragged on your clit as he rutted his hips on your dripping cunt.

a soft moan left your mouth, still gaping by how great he felt, “fuck—yuu!” somehow you managed to smile, turning your head to kiss his cheek. “ see how good you taste, hm?” squelch!

your stomach glided with your wet slick against the tip of his fingers and dragged it along the corners of your mouth, “suck it.” and you obliged. eyes closed making out with his fingers.

“not so innocent, are you?” yuuji continued fucking your cunt with skill, thrusting in a strong but quick motion, enough to kiss the end of your cervix and the spongy walls of your pussy. “hmng!—no—hah!” it was amazing. you could do this all day, but bruises would end up showing with how he was manhandling you. his fingers left your lips and dragged down your hips once more. “can you last longer?” he whispers on the shell of your ear, “ i know you can..” thwack! thump! fwop!

the sounds of your sobs mixing in with the sounds of your squelching skins slapping filled the air. he was losing his morals, deviously aching to make you cry for longer. he wanted to hear how sweet you sounded, how innocent your tears would stain your cute cheeks, and he wanted to see how red your lips and eyes would get. it was unbearable, he needed more—yearned for more.

“ feel me?” yuuji's voice pulled you from your trance, a heavy hand pressing on your stomach, “ i'm up 'till here, baby.. can you see?” he grins against your jaw and bites down on your collarbones. distant cries echoes everywhere in the house. your stomach bulged with the tip of his dick.

“yuu—shit! yes..—hah!” your legs were spasming out from his mean, inconsiderate thrusts. the strength left in your body caused you to lean more on the bed, falling away from his back, slumping on the plush pillows.

he frowns, “ you're not going anywhere,” pulling you by your hips, grinding your cunt against his dick in strong circular motions.

“ as long as i've got you, you're staying where i want you to.”

spank!

it was as if the world went 360° when yuuji flipped you over on the bed, now laying on your sheets with your back against it comfortably, you sighed in bliss. however, you didn't realize how badly it felt the moment his dick pulled out from your moist folds, it was aching, burning for him.

“ack!” suddenly, you're folded in half. “ fuck, you feel great..” he loomed over you, lifting your hips in the air while his feet now firmly anchoring him as he quite literally slams his twitching member in your heat.

as if it went on forever, all you could do was throw your head against the pillows dumb fucked and sobbing, “harg—holy fuck!—yuu!” stable slams of his thick cock pecked the pulsating opening of your cervix, the fats of his huge tip scooping the juices from your slick pussy at every time he pulls back only to rut it back in. “ yes... i've got you, i'll make you feel good baby..”

“yuuji!—hiccup!—hah,” your throat was tightening up, salivating at the sensation, he was gripping your ankles so tightly it started turning white. chest heaving and ever needy you were, it was getting harder to breathe with how heavy his hips were crushing you and how he held your legs above your head. “holy—hah!—shit!” against your constant cries is yuuji's groans rattling in his adam's apple. his eyes were shut tight so painfully he started seeing stars through the dark light, dick twitching in your hot slick.

“ taking me so well, so pretty..”

yuuji's wet lips found its way on your calves, sloshing it with open mouthed kisses. the tingling feeling surrounding your already clouded mind. he felt sorry that he had you folded like this, but he was getting close. he needed to cum, he just had to. his manhandling turned you on even more, getting wetter with his precum swooshing inside your tight hole. “ t's feel good, sweets?”

you nod through tears, chin trembling and a sad turned pout with lips bitten, “fu—huah—yeah..” he kisses your heel, “right here baby?”

“mhmn..” whipping your head to the side of your pillows, eyes started to close tightly shut and a feathery moan building up in your throat. in a swift move, yuuji pushes your legs down, hooking it around his hips while his hands grip the wooden headboard again. holy shit.

fwop! thud! squelch!

“answer me with words!” he growls in each word, in each rut of his canine like hips.

“Is it right here?” he can hear your recognizable crying and wailing, but he yearns to hear your throaty voice echoing in his ears. squelch! fwop! " i've got you, c'mon speak.."

" y—he—hah—yes, right there!" you croak out and he smirks, holding your right thigh on his hips, “okay—” and slams his groin on yours unapologetically, earning a series of sobbing from you, of course from pleasure.

“—don't cry like that, you know what that does to me.” he cooes and licks your tears before dragging his tongue from your cheeks to your breasts and sucks on it “ i'm sorry.”

“ stop saying sorry, sweets,” he grins, “ i like it.”

you were near and crying and just whining, overstimulated and bruised, but that unforgiving boy kept on fucking you like a dog. your ass pushes down, thighs squeezing on him with hands on his hips to push him off, “yuu—wai—wait! hah!”

“ we can't stop now, sweets, we're almost done..” he tugs on your lips, wanting entrance and you give it. his hands leave the headboards, hooking it around your back, his warmth encasing you while his greedy dick pushed you to the edge. “hng..hngag” his lips leave yours and he's kissing your neck again, biting down and sucking.

“w—wait! yuu!” you had the crazy feeling yet, wanting to pee, but you know you couldn't. however with him grinding on you, it was impossible to pull away. “ no—no, i know baby, just trust me on this, 'kay?” yuuji smiles, but then plunging himself harder and faster than before.

“hargh!—wai—fuuuuck!” your hands groped his hips harsher trying to push him off with all your might, giving out because of how he fucked you good. “shushh...” his mouth catches your screaming whimpers, hand pushing on your tummy when he lunged deeper in you. stars. absolute stars.

it was innate, it was undeniable, your body just had a mind of its own curling your legs around his waist to keep him closer.

“w-wait— sweetheart i'll cum inside you if— you—hah!” you shook your head, “ do it,” in your throaty voice his eyes darkened.

thwack! fwop!

schlurt!

his hips suddenly went faster, probably the fastest he could ever ride you. grip on your body tighter and hands of your own pushing his ass harder to fuck you deeper. then— “ fuuuuck!”

splurt!

“ shit..hah..” his balls contorted against your heat, dick twitching in your cunt milking him dry. he strikes you once more, only to be greeted by a flash of hot clear liquid exiting your urethra, squirting all over his groin. “t—that was amazing...” he groans, tongue licking his dried lips caused by it gaping. you were flushed in embarrassment.

“why?” he asks curiously, wiping sweat from your face with rough hands. your hair which blocked your vision now cleared when he tucked them behind your ear, “ i'm embarrassed..”

he chuckles, “ now you're embarrassed?” a look of disbelief in his face mixed with a tinge of amusement.

you frown, “ i just.. peed on you!”

“ sweetheart, that wasn't pee,” yuuji smiles, leaning down to kiss you with a palm on your cheek. “ then what was it?”

he shrugs, “ doesn't look like pee, you just squirted..fuck i'm worn out,” slumping next to you, he scoops you with his arms. “ me—hah..too.” yuuji smirks in a way you knew all too well. “ fuck off!”

“ just saying!— it's understandable you're tired, i mean, taking my dick and all.. must've been new.”

“ eat shit.”

yuuji laughs, “ right,” kissing your warm cheek, now with his hands looming behind your left knee, lifting it up to accommodate his dick that was still.. surprisingly hard.

“fuck..” he pulls out slow and steady, pushes it in passionately. “yuu...i'm still sensitive..” but you wanted it as much as he did. “ play with your clit, [name].”

nodding through drowsy eyes, your fingers spread your slick folds and encircled your swollen bud. he was fucking you in a way he didn't a while ago. it was the right pace, a kind of pace that made you think he loved you. and he did. it was stable, not a fast fuck. his tongue caught your earlobe and nibbled, then licking your jaw as he thrusts into you with a slow rhythm.

sloppy yet controlled lunges continued.

“you close?” he asks, sleep in his voice. you hum in response and moan softly, “ in me..please?” yuuji snorts, “ don't have to tell me twice.”

it was exciting, gentle, and you felt amazing. like the prettiest girl in the world. a few moments later, he cums inside you and you're at peace.

“let's get you cleaned up, baby.”

then he pulls out, a puddle of cum and your liquid splashing onto your sheets. “ can you walk?” your hands propped your weight up, “ yeah..wait..”

with a sloppy attempt to pull yourself off the bed, you waddled outside your bedroom, cum dripping onto your bruised thighs. yuuji watched you from afar, eyes sharpening at the sight. he didn't notice how wide your cunt gaped now because of his fat dick, before he fucked you, it was just a slit. was he going delirious? he wanted more, seeing how used it was with his cock. looking down, he groans.

he's hard again.

your neighbors knew that you guys were childhood best friends so maybe...hearing your moans out loud dead in the night must've been downright horrifying for them.

yuuji followed you to the bathroom shortly after your waddles, the sounds of water splashing into the basin of your shared bathtub filled the marbled walls. “ where's your bath bombs?” he turns around and sees you hunched over the counter top, eyes observing your hickey ridden body.

“oh—” he promptly laughs awkwardly, ���—so i may have overdone it.”

you glared at him, “ seriously?!” his hand whips upward as if he was guilty, “ what? you were so hot back there— i couldn't control myself, okay?”

“ how the fuck will i go to my lecture tomorrow? what the— on my jaw too?!”

he whines cutely, “ sorry, my bad! it was my bad!” yuuji stood behind you, hands on your hips pulling you close to him, “ look at you, so pretty..” his head was behind yours, inhaling your neck. “ you've got no idea how many times i've imagined you in my arms,” squelch!

his tongue flattens on your collarbones, swirling into an 'o' before suctioning it sensually. “ yuu..” his sharp breathing fanning on your skin, “ hmmn?”

“ you're giving me hickeys again..” you groaned in pleasure, “ you just smell so sweet, its tempting.”

an amused sigh escapes from your lips, “ and you're still hard.” he shrugs, “ so? cat's outta the bag.”

“ shut up..hah..” he fingers slid its way onto your folds, “ never.”

“ you still down?” he asks, gently circling your cunt with widened fingers. “mhmh.” he smiles on your skin, confirming your shared desire. “ that's right...”

in a short amount of time, you were bent over on the counter with only your hands gripping the slippery curve of the porcelain sink to stabilize you while yuuji was massacring your pussy.

fwop! thwack!

you didn't believe it was possible to be lifted off the tiled floors so easily, but apparently your best friend could do it effortlessly.

the heavy weight of his hands controlling your hips to rise from the floor as he scoops his to lunge inside you in a sweet angle made your eyes see stars all over the mirror.

“ spread wider, baby, js' like that..” he then grinds harder, feet grazing the tiled floors before being pulled up in the air with a rhythm. “ good girl..”

“yuu....fuck!” he was thrusting faster, sloppily like he wanted to cum so badly, and you were close too. eyes clenching together, knees wobbling in weakness, and lips leaving fog against the cold mirror, you reach your high.

“ seriously i don't think i can live normally after this...” yuuji kisses your cheeks, “ the bathtub's full.”

he plunged into the sea of lukewarm water after throwing in a bathbomb. “ sit?” he pats on his lap, sloshing the liquid on impact.

“ no.”

“ stop being silly, come here [name] im gonna clean you up.”

“ you might just fuck me again, i'm still sensitive you know?”

he laughs, “ i promise i won't.”

lies.

“ alright.”

you sink down on him, getting comfy with how perfect the water felt. “ your hair's a mess..” yuuji says behind you, gathering your locks with his hands. it felt weird because of his huge palms. “ that's because of you.” you uttered plainly. “ oh, i know.”

“ you cocky little shit.”

“ but you love me, right?”

silence answered for you, hums of his low voice cascading with the water. “ did i hurt you?” his thumbs spun spirals on your shoulders, “ i'm sorry if i did— that was my first time doing..all that.”

your eyes widened, “ you're a virgin?!”

yuuji shakes his head, “no— i meant, doing that bdsm thing..” of course he was no virgin, who were you kidding? that guy fucked like it was second nature. “hmm, okay, well to answer your question, you didn't hurt me. it was perfect.”

“ was it?” he asks, dragging his knuckles along your tight muscles, you nod. “ yeah..though i wouldn't know how to tell the difference of good and bad 'coz i'm a virgin—well— was.”

“i... didn't know that.” he slumps, feeling guilty all of a sudden, “ and i was so rough with you and you were crying and—”

“ oh, just shut up! i'm the one who's into that shit, why are you shocked and guilty?”

yuuji pursed his lips, but then you say, “ i know you got turned on by that..freak.” he chuckles awkwardly, “ yeah, i won't deny that.”

he finishes massaging you, now he's scrubbing your body with soap, hands gently lathering bubbles across your back.

“ did you really mean what you said?”

“ i said a lot of things, which one?” water dripping echoed in the bathroom, his hands reaching for a pool of it then splashing it on your skin.

“that you thought about me every night?”

“ um actually, i think about you everyday.”

“ okay nerd”

“ hmph!”

you turn back to kiss his cheek, sinking on him more as you found a comfortable spot.

he was done scrubbing your upper body and now he's just cleaning your waist then his hands were on your pussy. needy ass.

“ hey i can do that myself!”

“ okay? well i'm here so let me do it for you.”

“ no!” your pitchy tone was testing him.

he just adored teasing you didn't he? his hands rested on your hip bone, tapping the water. “ how is this any different than fingering you, hmm?”

“ i dont know, you tell me.”

“ alright.”

he then starts sensually touching you again. heavy breaths and calculated looks. you found yourself reaching for his bicep, turning around to look at him and he looks at you. huffing with panging hearts, you say, “ one more?”

“ jus' one more f'me 'kay sweets?”

and you repeated him, “ one more.”

he has your hands bound behind your back, his ankles spreading your legs wider and right hand on your clit. this is a feeling you can never get used to and you find yourself wanting it everyday. haughty sighs elicited from your lips, and your head is leaning to the right while his mouth occupies your neck.

his rough fingers enters you, one by one, plunging deep and steady, then replaced with his fat cock.

“let loose, baby...i have you..” your hips bucked backwards, itching for the curves of his dick. his groin meets yours when he thrusts upwards only when you slam yourself down on him. Sounds of water sloshing and the stirring of your pussy distracted your ears. “hah—fuck..yuu..”

“ i love you,” he whispers in your ear, fucking you gently now, finishing inside your cunt. “ i love you too.”

:))

@xoey101 @anything4yoongi @bloodsuckerslut @leavingdachat

[yeonzzzn]

in a bratty mood but id try to make jay jealous from time to time like angry jay is def hella hot😮‍💨❤️‍🔥

no because like…imagine going to a fancy party with him and wearing the dress you know is his favorite…it’s in his favorite color and shows off your breasts and perfectly shapes your ass.

and not only does being in his favorite dress give you an ego boost because of the way he eye fucks your the entire time, you decided to tease him. to purposely flirt with other males and his friends to piss him off. to act bratty towards him when he confronts you. you just roll your eyes and continue your behavior knowing it’s getting him more jealous and angrier.

it just gets worse as the night goes on. scrunching your nose at the plate of food he gives you but still eat it anyways because you aren’t actually ungrateful, you just love how angry he gets. and jay would he LOOSING his patience with you at this point. because not only are you being a brat towards him, you’re flirting with his best friends and other males at this party. flaunting off your breasts and squeezing them tightly against their arms when standing close.

jay lost his mind when one of the random males at this party took notice of your behavior and decided it would be a good idea to put his hands on you. the guy meant no harm, obviously, he just wanted some of that attention you were throwing around to get your boyfriends attention. jay could see how uncomfortable you became, finally dropping that bratty act. jay came to the rescue of course, pulling you close to him and glaring at the guy until he walked off.

but right when you thought you’d be safe…that’s the furthest from the truth. jay has HAD it. dragging you to the closest bathroom and locking the door behind you both just to bend you over the sink, pressing you face against the cool marble.

“oh?” he coos with a smirk, “what happened to that bratty attitude, princess?” he’d keep one hand attatched to the side of your face, keeping you pressed to the sink as he other hand ran to the ends of your dress and hitched it up and over your hips and rubbing his knuckle against the wet spot of your panties, “so wet all from getting me pissed? so fucking dirty, baby.” jay wanted to fuck his anger out, to take it out on you and he knew you’d love it. you’d take every bit of it with a smile on your face as you’ll scream out his name. because obviously, this is what you wanted all along. to get him jealous and so pissed off to the point he fucks you to the where you can’t walk right after.

“don’t fucking move,” he demands as he slowly removes his other hand from your face to unbuckle his belt and drop his dress pants to his ankles, pumping his cock slowly as he pulls your panties to the side, groaning out at how your slick drips from your fuckhole. “you want me so bad,” he bites his lip, lining the tip to your entrance and only sliding the tip in, “if you wanted to be fucked all you had to do was ask.”

“please,” you beg, wiggling your hips against him to feel any type of friction, “seongie, please.”

“hmmm, please what?” he holds your hips against the sink, not letting you move, “let’s use our big girl words, ya?”

“please fuck me.”

and with a smirk, he plunged into you so hard and fast, not giving you any time to adjust to his thick size but you moaned out nevertheless. gripping your hands to the sides of the sink as he fucked you into oblivion. you pulled up on your tiptoes to arch yourself against him, letting him have more access to that sweet spot of yours. “yeah, baby? wanna cum?” he asks out of breath, loving how quickly you answer him with a nod, “oh but, only good girls get to cum. bad girls who flirt with my best friends don’t get to cum around this cock.” you started begging again, making every promise that you’ll behave and be a good girl just for him. and honestly? jay was loving in. relishing in the sweet sound of your moans as you beg for him to make you cum. for him to cum too.

how could jay not give his princess what she wants? when you’re begging for him like this? being so good and taking his speed and aggression and begging for more.

so he gives you want you want. but not before edging the fuck out of you until he was ready to cum. that was your punishment. and once jay was ready to explode his seed deep within your pussy, that’s when he let you cum. his cum filling you a second later.

and of course, true to his word, you were barely able to walk out of that bathroom when he was finished with you.

[ssweetleaf]

i wanna give kurt his first ever bj and watch him cum so hard in like five seconds- I wanna give that first lick and hear him choke on the little whine he lets out. He’s trying to be cool and/or impress you by lasting a while but he severely underestimates how fucking good your mouth feels.

His hands curled in your hair, face twisted almost like he’s in pain. His hips are bucking up, desperate to get more of your mouth on him

stop it anon, bc you’re making me sweattttt 😮‍💨

˗ˏˋ ♡ ˎˊ˗

He’d show you around his room, stuttering proudly about his streaming setup, completely unaware of your bored expression and you couldn’t quite find it in you to just be nice to him and let him ramble about his silly cameras and PC.

“Have you ever been blown, Kurt?” You hummed, stopping him in his tracks, watching with a sigh when his brows furrowed.

“I don’t— b-blown?” He stuttered, cheeks warming with a soft hue of pink, hand scratching at the back of his neck, a nervous habit of his.

You huffed, rolling your eyes, though you couldn’t stop your mouth from salivating at the thought of being on your knees for this pathetic excuse of a man.

“Let me say it nice ‘n’ slow, so you understand,” you cooed mockingly, stepping closer towards him, face impossibly close to his. “Has anyone sucked your cock?”

He gasped, breath hitching in his throat and choking on his words, his once soft blush turning deep and dark, trailing from his cheeks to his neck and chest— entirely flustered.

“I- no,” he breathed.

“Would you like to find out what it feels like?” You trailed a finger down his chest, stopping at the elastic of his sweatpants, curling your knuckle under it before snapping it back into place. “Cause it feels real good, Kurtie.”

Kurt’s mouth opened and closed like a fish out of water, gawping at you before nodding shakily.

“Gotta say it out loud,” you spoke, cocking an eyebrow at him before he uttered out his response, a short “yes, please,” and a surge of warmth bloomed throughout your chest at being the first person to do something so intimate to him.

So, with a firm hand, you pushed at his chest, letting him slump clumsily into his gaming chair, the wheels creaking at the weight of him.

You got to your knees, shuffling closer, your palms rubbing at his thighs and you tried to stifle your smile when you caught sight of his bulge, already rock hard— it was bigger than you expected, much, much bigger, and you wondered what it’d look like when it wasn’t underneath a few layers of fabric.

It wasn’t long before you had his sweatpants pooled around his ankles, his boxers too, and his cock stood to attention, throbbing hotly whenever you merely looked at it, little pearlescent strings of pre-cum oozing from his tip and dripping onto the pudge of his stomach.

“You’re so big, Kurtie,” you cooed, wrapping your hand around his cock, feeling it pulse at your touch, his skin so soft and smooth, and you fluttered your lashes up at him when you pressed a kiss to his tip.

“Oh my go— that feels— OH, wow,” he whined, squeezing his eyes shut, gasping and bucking when you swirled your tongue around his tip, flicking into his slit and swallowing his pre down. “Might— could last a while, might wanna get yourself comfy- Oh!”

You smirked around his length, rolling your eyes at his act of coolness, quickly bobbing your head up and down, up and down, taking his thickness right down to the base and swallowing around it, the crude sounds filling his stuffy room.

Kurt fisted your hair mindlessly, babbling nonsense with each time his cock passed the seam of your lips, and he bucked into your throat, chest heaving, completely under the influence of your wicked mouth.

“‘V got all the time in the world,” you said after taking a breather, stroking him in your fist and watching his face contort into something different, something almost pained.

And as soon as you took him back down your throat, one last swallow, one last inward thrust— it had been 2 minutes tops— his stomach muscles contracted, thighs tensing, thick ropes of cum spurting out of his tip, choking on his breaths as you swallowed it all, giggling around him at how pathetic he was, how little time he had lasted.

[buuniebaby]

the way I KNOW hamzah has a size kink likeee the way he talks there’s just no way he doesn’t…👀

SIZE KINK HEADCANONS 🎀

> aka me rambling in my notes app on the plane

- after an intense reddit search in my uber and looking thru some old 4freakshow stuff ive come to the conclusion that he’s somewhere between 5’10 and 5’11… 😮‍💨 as a 5’1 girl im drooling.

- hamzah looves your wrists and ankles because they’re just so tiny. he loves the way he can fit his whole hand around your little wrist when he’s pinning you down to the bed, or wrap his hands around one of your ankles when you’re folded in half and he’s destroying you.

- big ass hands. omg. loves doing that thing where he compares hand sizes because you’re just so fucking SMALLLL

- his hands are always on you. alwayss. whether they’re wrapped around your wrist, holding your petite hands, gripping your waist, or wrapped around your throat.. he always wants to be touching you !

- he has NICEEEE thighs and they’re bigg. u like laying on them and using them as pillows.. or as a seat to grind on and get yourself off 🤗

- even his dick is proportional to his size like wtf 😭 i know it’s long ANDD girthy. omg

- that man is fit. he goes to the gym, eats pretty well.. he’s strong, and he uses it to his advantage.

- always bending you around, manhandling you into whatever position he feels like, picking you up and carrying you, etc. he can pick you up so easily.. you’re like a lil doll to him !!

- puts his hands on your head to guide you when you suck him off. 🫶 i fear he is a lil bit of a head pusher.. but that’s not his fault !! he’s just soo big and strong he can’t help it.

- doing that trend where you step on his shoes 😓😓 ugh i need him

wish pinterest had more poc couple pics.. but do u see the vision

[wordsofwhimsy]

𝓘 𝓛𝑜𝓋𝑒 𝒴𝑜𝓊 𝒮𝑜

Pairing: Sinister!Mark Grayson x f!Reader

Warnings: Oh lord, where do I start… I don’t like saying non-con ‘cause that’s gross but… I mean, it’s Sinister, it’s kinda always that way with him isn’t it? Abuse (physical & emotional), reader’s held captive, cannibalistic implications

Tags: Yandere!Mark, Mark’s bipolar as hell, this is post-wasteland in an AU where he made it out alive

Word Count: 1,326 

Synopsis: Mark LOVES you – he swears he does. You just don’t understand it – you used to though. That’s okay. He’ll make you feel good – even if it’s through restraint and little bit of pain.

Inspiration: ‘Breezeblocks’ by Alt-J

a/n: this shit is sooo dark & twisted please ONLY READ if you’re really ‘bout that FUCKED UP SINISTER life 😩😮‍💨 i had to put that extra mature filter on this bihh just for safe measure phew

He doesn’t mean to hurt you.

That’s what he tells himself when your voice is hoarse from screaming, wrists raw from the restraints, and you won’t even look at him anymore.

“You keep trying to leave me,” Mark whispers, crouched by your side like he’s afraid you’ll vanish if he blinks. “You keep trying to ruin what we have. Why would you do that? Why would you do that to me?”

You don’t answer.

You’re curled into yourself—barefoot, bruised, trembling. The first few days, you fought. Viciously. Now? You just wait. Watch. Plot with your silence.

He hates it.

“Say something,” he breathes, hand twitching. “Please. I brought you dinner. I brought you your favorite, remember? You used to love when I cooked for you.”

You stare at the wall. Don’t move.

He swallows thickly. Then slams the tray of food into the wall hard enough to shatter the plate.

“You loved me,” he says, voice shaking with something ugly. “You used to smile when you saw me. You’d run out to meet me like you couldn’t wait to touch me—now you act like I’m the monster.”

He crouches lower, tilting his head, eyes wide and red-rimmed.

“I’m not the monster. You made me this way. You broke me.”

Your voice is quiet. Brittle. “I didn’t break you, Mark. You were always fucked up.”

That earns a dark laugh. He licks his bottom lip and leans forward, touching his forehead to yours. You flinch, but he doesn’t move.

“I’m gonna fix us, baby. I promise.”

“We're not—” Your voice trembles. “You’re not fixable.”

His grip tightens in your hair.

“Then I’ll keep you broken with me.”

—

You don’t scream anymore. That’s what kills him most.

You just whimper, low and bitter, when he yanks your ankle and drags you across the floor like some ragdoll he paid for. Skin scraped. Hair tangled. And that damn shirt slipping off your shoulder again—his shirt. The one he left folded on the end of the bed to remind you you’re his.

You didn���t wear it by choice. But he still stares like it means something.

“Every time you pull away,” he growls, slamming you down onto the mattress, “you make it worse for yourself.”

Your chest heaves. You’re breathless, not even resisting as he forces you down, wrists pinned, thighs spread. Your lip’s split from earlier. He kissed it before. Then did it again.

“You want to act like you don’t feel this,” he hisses, rutting his hips between your legs. “You want to pretend you don’t drip for me. But I know you. I know your body better than you do.”

“Fuck you,” you spit, eyes wild.

His grip tightens. And for a second—just a second—he looks devastated.

“You will.”

Then he slams into you with no warning, no mercy, and your cry cracks the air like thunder. In truth, it's somewhere between fury and pleasure.

He fucks you like he’s angry. Like you betrayed him. Like you belong to him and you’re being ungrateful for not crawling into his lap and thanking him for keeping you alive. The mattress creaks. The headboard slams against the wall. You bite your lip so hard it bleeds.

Still, his voice is tender—sweet, even—as he leans down to brush your hair from your face mid-thrust.

“You’re so pretty when you cry.”

He kisses you. Gently. Tender as a lullaby.

Then flips you over and shoves your face into the pillow.

You’re choking on gasps now, wrists straining where he’s tied them above your head. His pace is brutal, hips slapping against your ass with unforgiving rhythm. And all the while, he’s panting against your ear, whispering promises like a lover—not a captor.

“I’ll take care of you. You don’t have to be scared. You never have to leave again. I’ll kill anyone for you.”

You jerk beneath him, thighs trembling, and he feels it—feels you tightening around him like your body’s betraying you.

“Oh, baby,” he coos, licking a tear from your cheek. “There she is.”

He pulls out just long enough to flip you again, dragging you down the bed by the hips so you’re looking at him. Your lips are swollen. Your eyes—glassy, fucked-out, furious.

“Look at you,” he breathes. “So perfect.”

Then he sinks back in, slow and deep this time, watching you squirm. One of his hands slips between your legs—just to feel how soaked you are. How ruined.

“Say it,” he murmurs, not even angry now. “Say you’re mine and I’ll let you come.”

You glare at him. Bloody lip. Heat in your eyes.

“I hate you.”

He smiles, tender.

“I know.”

And he makes you come anyway.

—

The room is quiet now.

Your wrists are raw where the restraints rubbed your skin. Your thighs still tremble from the way he took you—again and again until you couldn’t see anything but white.

You lie still. Breathing slow. Not asleep. Just… tired.

And then he’s there.

Curled into your chest like a child—like the monster never existed. His face presses into your collarbone, arms looped tight around your waist, breathing like he’s afraid you’ll vanish if he lets go. He’s warm. Heavy. Almost peaceful.

“I love you,” he whispers. “I love you so much.”

Your hand twitches. But you don’t move it. Don’t touch him. That’s enough to make his breath hitch.

“You’re not saying it back.”

Silence.

He exhales shakily, rubbing his cheek against your sternum like he’s trying to burrow inside you. “Please don’t leave me. Please, baby. I’ll be good. I’ll be so good.”

Still, nothing.

And that’s when the switch flips.

It’s not sudden. It never is. It creeps in quiet—like the cold. Like the memory of what he did there.

He lifts his head. Eyes distant. Wet. Wide.

“I was alone for so long.”

You feel yourself grow tense.

“They left me in that world. I didn’t eat for weeks. My powers were fading. I—I started seeing things. Voices. My own reflection talking back to me.” He laughs softly. “But I lived. I won. Do you know how?”

His mouth curls—not cruel, not angry. Reverent.

“I killed the others. All the other versions of me. I—I ate them.”

You don't say anything, every muscle frozen.

“I didn’t want to.” His voice trembles. “But I was starving. I loved them. They were me. But I love you more.”

You try to move. Just a little—just a shift.

His grip tightens violently.

“Don’t go,” he says. Then louder. “Don’t go.”

He’s shaking now. Trembling all over. His hands fist the sheets beside you like he doesn’t trust himself not to crush you if he touches you again.

“I’ll eat you whole if I have to,” he breathes, staring into your eyes with something too wild to name. “I’ll keep you inside me forever. I’ll love you so much it hurts.”

Tears slip down his cheeks.

“You’re the only thing that ever tasted like home.”

[character-babblings]

mdni. 18+ only

(fuck this is for sure my most feral and extensive post yet but he just 😮‍💨🌸)

Miguel O'Hara is a kinky bastard. it's almost crazy. he's into some of the nastiest shit sometimes. walk with me will you?

Miguel who says the rudest things in your ear while giving you slow strokes in full mating press. his hand wrapped around your throat, his fangs grazing your neck because 'your pussy clenches in the most perfect way' when he does that. and they way your body ever so twitches in fear

the size difference is fucking insane. it gets him fucking going because he is just so damn bigger than you. and he's able to lift you with one hand practically. as if you weigh nothing to him. he's a rough beast when he wants to be. the size difference has made some interesting positions. he's eaten you out on the ceiling before so hard your clit went numb.

hand. hands all over. knuckle deep in your pussy or even your mouth so you gag on them before he lands a sharp smack on your face sometimes. hands around your neck. hands on your legs, thighs, ankles even.

"Oh, pequeña zorra. Este coño está tan apretado, mamí. Te voy a destruir hasta que las lágrimas corran por esta bonita carita".

he can be so mean! especially if you decide to bring out the brat tamer in him. that's a whole new level because Miguel has no patience to deal with a fucking brat. snatching you up before giving you sharp slaps on your ass. maybe even on your pussy once. each time asking you if you're done and with every "no" his hand comes down a little harder. he likes watching you try not to cry from pleasure.

and god forbid you call him papi. he will walk you like a dog. breeding your pussy until there's no way to do anything but let it all leak out. but will Miguel allow this? absolutely fucking not, two fingers roughly or gently depending on the mood back between your puffy fucked out lips.

"Don't waste it, little one. You're going to be knocked up by the end of the year, you know that? You're going to look so fucking hot with such a big belly and swollen tits. Fuck...open your legs. Now."

his whole hand is the size of your face and if you think this is a joke literally stfu. he loves grabbing your face. especially when you're giving him lip. he's for sure wrecked your shit majorly because you've given him attitude at the worst times.

"You stupid little girl. You'd think you learn what happens when you talk to me like that. You've been way too fucking bratty today. Remember that I'll always love you baby girl, because I'm about to fuck you like i don't." he growls grabbing your face and pinning you against the wall. before walking you to your bedroom where you proceed to get your back blown to shreds.

miguel i'll be writing you again soon babbbyyyy

[bluesmason]

oh my god 😮‍💨 i feel like a victorian era man who’s just seem a woman bare ankle for the first time… ugh!

[nee-biter]

A night with Miguel, Peter B, & MJ

what it would be like to spend a night with your husband, Miguel, and his hot married colleagues.

warnings: foursome, pnv sex, throat-fucking, degradation, wife-swapping 👁👁, it's just dirty

minors dni please

I feel like MJ would initiate it—

—or at least, influence you so that you'd think fucking with her and her husband would be such a great idea. She'd probably lean close to you, during a double date night, with you and Miguel and her and Peter B. And she'd start asking, "Do you and Miguel have other plans tonight?"

"Consider it, darling," She whispered, her finger grazing your thigh, while Miguel and Peter B fought over who would pay for dinner.

Miguel would pick up on your hints. Telling him that you wanted to visit MJ and Peter B's hotel room. A blush on your face—evident only when you have a favor to ask him. Timid eye contact between you and MJ. "What is it, mi amor?"

Miguel realized that the answer was perplexing. You, in your tight black dress, locking lips with his best friend's wife on the hotel bed.

Said best friend stared in awe, already half-hard at his wife sticking her tongue into you and squeezing your thighs with her freckled hands.

You liked that they were watching. You wished that Miguel would appreciate this display.

Oh boy, he did.

"Your turn," You said, out of breath, pointing between Miguel and Peter B.

The two of them scoffed, in denial of the tension and attraction between them. "If you don't do it, no pussy for either of you," MJ teased. Miguel was about to retort, but Peter B took that opportunity to crash his lips into the tough man's. Miguel grunted, instinctively grinding his hips into Peter B's waist.

'So that's what he tasted like.' Miguel thought.

You and MJ giggled, watching your two men rub their hard-ons against each other. When Miguel broke the kiss, he glared through the three of you. You were in for a long night.

No matter the rules the four of you tried to enforce—Don't kiss the man who's not your husband but you can ride his cock—No incriminating pet names—Keep the noise down—Wear a fucking condom—you still found yourself breaking them bit by bit.

Peter B's lips found yours as he was pounding into his wife's pussy. One of his hands firmly squeezed MJ's tits while he snaked a hand under your jaw to have you look at the way he fucked her.

Miguel, jealous and livid right behind you, pulled your hair back. His cock rammed into you, not giving you the time to adjust to his size. Two of his fingers spread your mouth open, letting you babble incoherently as he repeatedly bruised that spot in your walls that made you squeeze tightly on his cock.

"You whore, see if you like another cock better than this"

As you cried over and over again, MJ would whisper sweet nothings into your ear . "You're so beautiful being used like that, sweetheart." She pushed away the hair falling on your face. Peter B wrapped his hands on her ankles before turning her to you, her back on the bed—her pussy, glazed over with Peter B's precum, in front of you. "Want to please mommy too?"

While you were struggling to suck MJ's clit as Miguel harshly pounded into your pussy, Peter B got off the bed and positioned himself over his wife. "Dear, open up for me, please" She opened her mouth and he slid his cock inside as she lied down. You watched as his cock would disappear inside her mouth, plunging itself in her throat.

You whimpered at the sight, a sudden craving. Miguel once again caught on to your hints.

"You want that too, mi amor?" Miguel asked, his mouth curled upward into a smirk. He pulled out of you, knowing where you want his throbbing cock next.

I'll upload a part two -- here -- soon because this needs more exploration 😮‍💨