#bc she only licked the one nipple

[fluent-in-lesbianism]

She probably helped that girl solve her teen sexuality dilemma anyway, because if that were me and I asked an adult for advice only to find out the adult’s not only worse off than me but also the dumbest person alive, I’d accept the lesbianism just to get out of the awkward situation...

[chrollohearttags]

hershey kisses • armin artlert

armin gives his special girl an orgasm like she’s never had..

content warning + themes: nipple play, p!rn without plot, nipple orgasm, queer bestie armin bc I love him sm, black fem reader, creaming, reader is ovulating, clit rubbing, squirting, ear nibbling, armin being a soft dom (and so hot), back kissing/licking, use of pretty girl, sweetheart and mama

📝: I couldn’t stop thinking about armin + him being a pleasure dom and just caring for his bestie. Like I’m sitting here melting 🥹🥹

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“Here, open your legs, baby..I promise, you’ll like it.”

“Are you sure, Armie? I don’t know about thisss..”

words emitted with a whiny laugh as you sat between the legs of your best friend. Back pressed to his chest and his leaning against your Victorian style headboard..painted in off white, cream coloring and lined with pastel pink pillows and stuffed animals. His tattoos and metal nipple piercings grazing your gorgeous skin. Honestly, he couldn’t believe that the two of you were actually here again…touching all over one another when all it did was lead to more trouble. Even so, you guys always ended up like this: hot, bothered and naked, making out and fucking after coming from a night out at the club or a long week of work. Over the past few months, since the inception of this little entanglement, you and Armin had learned a lot about each other. He had discovered that he leaned more towards being pansexual, rather than outright gay. He felt far more comfortable embracing fluidity in his sexuality and you?

“Relax, sweetheart. Have I ever led you wrong? I mean, you said it yourself that nobody makes you feel the way I can.” cooing to you with gentle kisses trailing along your neck..gentle hands grazing your bare shoulder blades as you had just left the shower..feeling refreshed and warm. Wrapped up in nothing more than a towel that he so delicately removed from your frame..he could sit there and admire you for hours without growing tired.

“You smell so good..and your skin, it’s so soft. You been using my stuff again?” Referring to the peach scented body cream he kept alongside his countless other skin care products he kept in his bathroom. But he didn’t mind. You wore it so much better than him anyways..including the shimmery butter that made your cocoa complexion glistening underneath the pale LED lighting. Besides, you could get away with anything when you smiled at him like that. “And if I was?..” retorting with a soft giggle before turning to kiss him. Your lips met a gentle peck, letting your tongues collide in a passionate barrage of kisses. As you made out, Armin slowly began to snake his arms around to your front. Those big, supple breasts cradled in his veiny hands; perfectly manicured and neat, decorated with silver rings. Suddenly, your breath would hitch in the back of your throat. Those sensitive nipples getting pinched by his fingertips and massages delicately.

“Then I guess I’ll just have to do this..”

what exactly that was? You weren’t sure yet but you’d know soon enough. The friction between your buds and his pads pressing together..rubbing slowly to create and drum up tingling sensations. In your toes, your entire body and especially that core. Dripping with only a few subtle touches so far and this was only the beginning. As your eyes began to flutter, Armin would instruct you to keep them open and strictly on them; twisting your head around whilst he played with your nipples. Tracing slow circles around the areolae before bringing those fingers back up to your quivering mouth to slick with saliva.

“There we go, pretty girl. Open up f’r me..” his higher pitched tone, one some would consider feminine rang out in your ear. He didn’t even have to look and yet he knew your body better than any man you’d ever let touch you prior. He could always sense when you were ovulating and in need of a good session. One that satisfied you mind, body and spirit. Anything to avoid some loser who didn’t deserve to be in your presence, less known getting some pussy get the best of you. Sure, he could fuck you senseless. Bend you over and make you chomp down on your plushies or a nearby pillow. Or even fold your legs up to the headboard and give you deep strokes while your vibrator went crazy but that wouldn’t do. He wanted you to experience a different type of pleasure. One that would have you addicted once you became used to the feeling. Between your trembling thighs lied that little sweet spot..quivering and spasming on nothing more than air. Cream leaking from that freshly shaved cunt as he continued to tease your most sensitive of pressure points. Nibbling on your ear, kissing on your neck and leaving soothing pecks all along your shoulder blade and back.

“Arminnnn…oh my..fuck—“

“Look at you…so cute like this. I swear, it makes me wanna keep playing with you all night.”

when he first told you that an orgasm by merely having your nipples played with was possible, you stared at him as if he were absolutely crazy. You didn’t think such a thing could ever happen and yet, here you were…about to climax and he hadn’t even so much as touched your clit yet! Gasping for air, (y/n) became undone right there in his firm grasp. Armin’s legs coiling you to keep you in place. “Shh..it’s okay, sweetheart. Just breathe with me, okay? I know it feels good and you wanna come so bad…but just hold on.” Those subtle kisses doing little to quell you but when he spoke to you so carefully and delicately, you had no choice but to listen. Faint traces of drool seeped from between your lips as he kept rubbing. Going counterclockwise, twisting in all sorts of directions before clamping down yet again. You’d try to wiggle around, even rut yourself against a nearby pillow to get off but alas, that was useless. He’d pop your leg and command you to stay still..

“No cheating…just let me get you there..” “okay, okay!..please, I just wanna come..”

and soon, your tireless groveling and pleas would pay off. Because alas, he’d let those lengthy fingers glide down your belly and to that fat little pussy, where he spread those lips apart and rubbed that little clit for just a moment. But it was abundantly clear you were far more stimulated than expected. With only a few seconds of gentle massaging, you were flooding the sheets, squirting all over his hands and the bed. So bashful of such a reaction but it was exactly what he wanted to see!

“Aww, good job, baby..you came so hard..” watching you writhe and cry out in pure bliss and ecstasy. There was no way that a little nipple rubbing garnered such a reaction but you’d never question his again! Allowing you to ride out your climatic high, Armin spun you around once more before kissing you. “That feel good, mama? Did you like that?” Questioning with that sweet yet nasally tone, cooing to you like a baby. And you nodded, still dazed with a fucked out expression. Bopping your nose, Armin placed a kiss to your forehead as you lie in his arms.

“I told you, you gotta trust me more often. I’ll do whatever it takes to please you.”

[seraphicsentences]

doctor!abby anderson listening to your heartbeat while making out with you. bc it’d be a fun little game for her. that’s all! (this was written in a rush leave me alone).

abby squeezed your thigh harder, gasping into your hair as you bit the spot beneath her ear, only to soothe it a second later with the warm drag of your tongue.

“look so fuckin’ good in your scrubs, abby, my smart girl,” you whine, almost pouting at how unfair it was for abby to look this hot after a long day at work.

hah she laughs, “you like me in teal, baby? with these old glasses? this stethoscope’s getting you hot, huh?” she teases, a hand dipping below your chin to gently tilt your head upwards.

“oh shut up, abby,” you roll your eyes, smushing your lips against hers as you draw her body closer between your legs.

you brace one of your hands on the desk you’re seated upon, catching your weight as abby practically drinks you in, tongue licking into the back your throat and dragging a groan out of you.

you gasp at the cold feel of metal on your chest, breaking the kiss for a moment, only for abby to press her needy mouth back onto yours immediately.

“wha-?” you question, eyebrows scrunched in confusion, but body effectively distracted by whatever the fuck abby’s doing with her tongue around your own.

mmm abby hums in response, her arms shifting to maneuver something up to her ear.

“you’re at about 108 beats per minute, sweetheart. something riling you up?” abby mumbles against your mouth, haughty smirk gracing her pretty pink lips.

the glasses on her head are askew, golden braid half fallen out, shirt scrunched down on one shoulder, stethoscope in one of her ears, and you don’t think you’ve ever seen a sight more beautiful than this.

her big hand shifts the diaphragm against your chest again, calloused thumb teasing over your nipple— making your breath catch— before pausing at another spot.

“116 now, looks like somethin’s really got to you, huh?

“abby-“ you breathlessly whisper, heart thumping in anticipation as she draws her other hand higher up your thigh, just barely brushing over (your other heartbeat) the pulsing place you need her most.

“wanna see how fast i can get your heart going?”

[frogchiro]

Hello! I really love your writing and I had an idea from your last post with both guard dog Ghost and Soap.

I imagine after they chase off both Graves and Makarov they comfort and make sure kitty reader is alright. Taking her back to where they were sleeping so they can cuddle up with her and hold her close, making sure she doesn't wander off and get into another chase with mean Graves and Makarov. Keeping her squeezed between both Ghost and Soap.

(I've never done this before so I don't know if I did this right but I hope your having a good day/night <3)

Oh yeah they *make sure* their Kitty stays put and doesn't go anywhere anytime soon♡

They herd her back up to the hayloft where their nest is and first things first they need to lick and clean you bc you stink of a coyote and fox! Unacceptable! They managed to rub on you and scent you which only makes Johnny and Simon growl, they hate foreign scents on you, they barely tolerate John's and some feral hybrids?? Big no no

They lick and scent all over you; your face, neck, collarbone down to your breasts where Johnny sneaks a little suckle or two to your nipple which makes you mewl before moving down to your belly and finally to your most precious place where Simon, the dominant male, decides they need to conduct a pussy inspection to make sure those two didn't defile or breed you with their nasty cocks :((

You can yowl and squirm all you want but the two dogs hold you tight in their clutches, poking and prodding at your poor, swollen and wet pussy. While Makarov and Philip didn't have enough time to actually stuff you, they still managed to get a little hump in, Philip gwtting there first and getting you all nice on all fours as he tried to slip his cock in but was interrupted by Vladimir which resulted in their fight :((

Johnny and Si are simultaneously happy and angry; while you didn't get bred that fucking coyote still managed to almost slip his dick in and knot you and they just cannot risk that! So for the rest of the night and many next ones you slept soundly squished between the big, bulky bodies of your two mates and if you were ever lazily napping in the sun during the day, they hope you didn't hear them chasing and snarling at the two pesky feral hybrids who tried to sneak in once again♡

[hecateslore]

Simon w an overly sensitive gf 🎀🎀 like he can just put his hand on her thigh when they’re driving together n she’ll lose it 🤭. bonus points for when they’re fucking n she can’t keep quiet bc it just feels so good: (( their neighbors banging on the door one night after simon made you squirt 😣

MDNI was listening to Drunk in love and Haunted while writing this, Beyoncé's freak nasty fr!

Simon was home finally. It felt like years since you've seen him, heard him, felt him. Your loud moans and Simon's grunts are heard throughout your shared apartment, Simon's dingy headboard from years ago rocking back in forth making loud POW sounds.

His big hands holding the back of your thighs to your chest, He plows into you making you let out weak screams and loud sighs. Eye's rolling to the back of your head from all of the pleasure.

"Simon, Simon, Simon." You repeated, while he kept going, his tongue licking your chin and into your mouth to keep you quiet. He pulls away from your sloppy kiss placing his forehead on yours, "Missed Me?" He teases with a wicked smile on his face, You nod profusely.

"I know," His voice raspy, He pulls out and spreads your legs even wider than before, getting a look at your dripping cunt. "Oh my fucking god.." He says quietly, soaking in the sight before him.

Simon then takes his two middle fingers, rubbing them up and down your pussy (hate this word so bad but like, cmon!), making sure to spread your arousal around. "Jesus christ woman," He says, watching his finger disappear into your heat. He takes it out teasingly slow, then pumps it back in slowly. You suck in a breathe, biting your lip as you watch him work between your legs.

He pulls his finger out again, and you let out a frustrated groan, Simon chuckles at you, taking his two fingers and plunging them into your pussy. His fingers move quickly, touching that spongy spot inside of you, You grind against his palm wanting more of what he's giving you.

Desperate moans leave your lips, the pleasure too much. Simon places wet kisses on your chest, taking a nipple in his mouth sucking it harshly. Groaning at the salty taste of your skin.

"I'm gonna cum," You whimper, trying to push his hand away. Simon ignores your cries and constant whimpers, fucking you harder with his fingers, "Simon," You gasp and he grunts in return, too focused on trying to make you squirt.

Your hole clenches around his thick fingers, You call out his name again, sobbing at this point. The feeling being all too much. Your hips lip off the bed trying to grind into his harder than before, noises between a moan and whimper escape your mouth.

It only takes two seconds of Simon's torment, that had you exploding with pleasure. Your clit swollen and throbbing, your legs, Simon's torso it was all covered in your juice.

Simons till not done, his hand taps your clit lightly, making your snap your legs short, Simon laughs at your reaction. Kissing up your body, from your to the middle of your chest and then all over your face. Your sweet moment ruined by the pounding coming from the living room, Simon's brow raised, and he leaps off the bed.

"Who was it?" You ask, watching him walk through the bedroom door. "Neighbor," He shrugs, pulling his pants back down, "Thought something bad was happening," he smirks. "Oh my god." You cover your face in embarrassment, Simon gets back on the bed, between your legs, his hand goes to your inner thigh.

"No more," You fake frown, "One more," He kisses your thigh, spreading them again. One more isn't so bad.

[here2bbtstrash]

crybaby (explicit)

genre: all pwp all smut babeyyyyyy

pairing: jungkook x reader

summary: your boyfriend has always mixed his pleasure with pain.

word count: 4.3k

contains: explicit sexual content!!!!!! like that's the whole fic lmao 😵‍💫 established relationship, marathon sex, wrist restraints/bondage, cocky yet eager sub!jungkook 🥵, soft dom!reader but she can be a lil tough, clothed tit play, objectification, she calls him bunny which i think is cute 🥺, spitting, dick riding, unprotected sex, fingers in mouth, humping/grinding, jk has a nipple piercing 🙈, overstimulation/multiple orgasms - for both of them hehe, vibrator use, jungkook (and reader!) pushing himself to his limits bc..... he's jungkook, he cries 🥲, reader finds it hot 👀, a lottttt of sweat & cum lol, cum licking/eating, blowjob, maybe some subspace if you squint, winners never quit 💪, talk of coming dry at the end, jk is kind of a little shit lmaooooo - alright i think that's it 😩

A/N: not me barely managing to get this up before the ticket sales start 😅 happy hunger games to y'all who have codes!!! this fic is a birthday gift to my love, my angel, my cunning linguist @moni-logues 💜 HAPPY (yesterday) BIRTHDAY bb, can't wait to marry you on our first date, it is the joy of my life to build castles in the air with you~

and god bless jk for his lives the past few weeks bc they breathed so much life into this regular degular "sub!jk" fic idea. i'm v obsessed with his personality and the way he always pushes himself "just a little more", whether it's in staying up til 5 am singing karaoke on his couch or giving his absolute all in a workout. just so in love with our bunny tbh, so i hope you enjoy this spicy version of him too!! 🥰

read on AO3!

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You know your boyfriend has always mixed his pleasure with pain.

He stays up late even when he’s exhausted, likes to do his workouts to failure, could spend hours in a tattoo session with the needle pressed to his skin and his bones humming from the buzz. Always holding out for as long as he can, always wanting just a little bit more before he calls it quits, even when it’s hard, even when it hurts. Because he wants to test his limits.

And today, you want to test them, too.

That’s why you text him to meet you in the bedroom, let him find you in nothing but one of his oversized Carhartt shirts, kneeling up on the bed as you affix a pair of purple silk restraints to the headboard.

There’s the soft creak of the mattress from Jungkook’s added weight, and you feel the heat of him as he crowds you from behind, hands dragging up the curve of your hips and taking the hem of your borrowed shirt with it.

“This was the emergency, huh?” The low murmur of his voice is chased by the cool touch of his lip ring as he drags his mouth up the nape of your neck. A blossom of arousal starts to unfurl in your core. “Wanted to use these?”

“Yeah,” you answer, feigning nonchalance as you give the silk a firm tug to test that it holds. Satisfied, you let yourself sink back into Jungkook’s touch, dropping your head against his shoulder and smiling when he leans down to brush his lips over yours. He hums a soft little sound into your mouth.

You cup your hand to the nape of his neck when you pull away to finish the thought. “Thought we could try them on you.”

The words are seemingly all your boyfriend needs to hear; he drops down onto the mattress so hard that he bounces a little. You can’t help but laugh at the way he scrambles to strip out of his sweatshirt, like he’s being timed, then hurriedly centers himself on the pillows, eyes glinting dark with desire.

When you first started talking to Jungkook, everything about him made you expect that he would be the one to call the shots. The good looks, the tattoos and piercings, the muscles— and definitely the motorcycle. But once you’d sat across from him at dinner on your first official date, only to watch him blush and fumble his way through a conversation, you started to suspect that maybe he preferred to follow rather than lead.

That thought was certainly confirmed the next time you saw him out in public: it’d been a full two weeks since your first date, with nothing but radio silence between you since. You were admittedly maybe a little too drunk when you spotted him out with his friends at the same bar you’d been dragged to by yours— drunk enough to have no problem walking right up to him to read him for filth, in front of all of his friends, for ghosting you.

Except he’d just blinked those big brown eyes up at you, mouth dropped open in disbelief, and quietly admitted that he’d been waiting all this time for you to text him.

One of his friends had clapped him on the back, laughing loudly as he corroborated Jungkook’s confession. “He’s been having midnight karaoke pity parties because he never heard from you. Please take this boy out again before his neighbors have him evicted!”

That night told you everything you needed to know about how the dynamics in your relationship would work out. That if you wanted something, there was a very good chance Jungkook wanted it, too.

Which is why it doesn’t surprise you that your boyfriend is already sprawled out half-naked on the bed beneath you, arms folded behind his head in a way that makes his biceps bulge, dangerously attractive.

His mouth pulls into a cocky, flirtatious grin. “Ah, so you wanna use me?”

“I do,” you murmur, straddling your thighs over his torso and leaning up to take the smooth purple silk between your fingers. He offers you one hand before you even have to ask for it, and takes advantage of the other’s last few minutes of freedom to paw at you over your shirt. His tattooed fingers seek out your breast and squeeze, his thumb flicking lazy strokes over your nipple.

You tug the knot of the restraint to tighten it, then look back just as Jungkook closes his lips around the clothed bud of your breast. The rough drag of cotton against your sensitive skin makes you hot all over, your nipple stiffening easily at the rub of his insistent tongue.

“How’s that? Too tight?”

He smirks with your tit still in his mouth, soaking a wet spot into your shirt, teeth scraping gently. “Could be tighter.”

“You are such a show-off,” you huff, more endeared than aggravated as you redo the knot, this time as tight as you can manage. Jungkook pulls against it teasingly, but it does actually seem to hold him in place, and you can feel a dull thud between your legs at the flex of his muscles on full display, the image of him already half-helpless beneath you.

“I’m Jeon Jungkook,” he says, as if in explanation, giving your breast a final playful jiggle before you tug his other hand off to tie it up, too.

“Well, Jeon Jungkook,” you retort with a smirk and a grunt of effort as you lean over him to tug the knot tight. You glance down to find him already using the leverage of his restraints to pull himself up so that he can continue to nuzzle his face into your shirt between your tits, abdominals shaking a little from the effort, undeterred despite the loss of both of his hands.

You take his jaw in your grip and scoot yourself further down his body, dipping in to plant a kiss on his soft lips.

“Are you gonna be a good little toy for me?”

“Uh-huh,” he grunts, and you enjoy the tease of hovering just past where he can reach, watching him strain up toward your mouth to seek another kiss and fall ever so short.

You can feel arousal already dripping from your folds as you slide further down the bed, slipping off from on top of Jungkook to easily rid him of his joggers and briefs. His dick smacks against his stomach, thick and hard; wet, too, at the pretty brown tip. You toss his clothes over the edge of the bed, then strip your own shirt to follow before lowering yourself between his spread legs.

The muscles in Jungkook’s thighs tighten with visible anticipation as you hover above his cock, letting the heat of your breath fan out over him, not unlike the warm afternoon air leaking in through the cracked bedroom window, the first taste of spring. You can hear the wet clicks of Jungkook’s tongue in his mouth.

“Easy, bunny,” you murmur, and then you work up a mouthful of saliva and spit it right onto the head of his dick.

He hisses in a breath at the splatter of it, then gasps a soft little sound when you take him in your hand to slip your fist down the length of him. That’s Jungkook all over; always so eager, always so sensitive.

“What do you think?” you muse, your mouth ticking up as you feel Jungkook’s hips roll into your grasp. “Think it’s ready for me, baby?”

“‘Sready,” he grunts, teeth clenched. “Use it, jagi.”

You waste no time, crawling back up Jungkook’s body to settle your hips over his, flattening your palms against his chest. He’s still squirming, thighs flexing against the bed as he rocks up in a desperate attempt to find the wet heat of your cunt, and you giggle as you work yourself backwards until the head of his dick catches on your entrance.

It’s a bit of a stretch, but you’re wet enough to take it. You bite down on a smug smile as you manage to seat yourself on him hands-free.

“Fuck, love when you do that.” Jungkook’s voice is a low growl, and you slide a hand up the firm definition in his chest and slowly start to rock yourself along his length. His cock fills you up like he was made for it; you can feel every detail of him drag against your ridges, trailing sparks of pleasure as you tilt your hips to drive him right into your sweet spot.

Jungkook’s head kicks back against the pillow as a groan rips through him. There’s a gentle crease in his brow, furrowed in the way that tells you it’s so good: the tight heat of your pussy, the slick stretch of it when you work it on him. You ride him rough, make him take it like a good boy.

Another noise stutters out of Jungkook, chased this time by a huff of breath that it takes you a second to realize is a laugh, the tone caught halfway between shy and horny. You watch the way he squirms, restless against his restraints, like he can’t help himself.

He answers before you can ask. “The way your tits— fuckin’ bounce— fuck, I wanna touch you.”

The feeling sinks in as you watch him writhe beneath you, as you shove your hips back harder to pull more desperate sounds out of him. It’s fun, not letting him have what he wants, makes you drip that much more down the length of him.

“You can’t.”

“I know,” he grunts, wrists tugging uselessly. “It’s hot— that I can’t.”

“It is,” you concede, feigning composure despite the hitch in your breath, the way you’re already close to the edge and pushed that much closer by having Jungkook like this. Tied up, all yours, free to do with as you please.

And still fighting against his fucking restraints.

“Think I could rip these?”

It’s like your body acts faster than your pleasure-driven mind can keep up with: all at once, you’re tracing the pouted curve of Jungkook’s bottom lip, then slipping two fingers past it into the heat of his mouth.

“Shh, bunny,” you murmur. He blinks up at you, glassy-eyed as you pet over his tongue, all lush and wet on your fingertips. “Toys don’t talk.”

You press down more firmly as if for emphasis, enjoying how his soft parts give so easily to your touch, and then Jungkook outright moans around your fingers in his mouth.

The needy little sound makes your pussy pulse hot between your thighs.

“Fuck,” you hiss as you take him to the hilt, changing the stroke of your hips to grind against your toy, used solely to get yourself off now. Humping, really, rubbing your clit over the smooth skin of his abdomen where he’s blooming feverglow, flushed with need. Jungkook’s eyes flicker back in his head at the way your pussy’s taking him, squeezed tight like a vice and gushing wet. Working raw sounds out of him, his jaw gone slack; you can feel the blunt edge of his teeth and his heavy, shaky breath on the palm of your hand.

Your thighs shift to spread wider and the next drag of your clit is at just the right angle that pleasure surges up in you, undeniable, overwhelming. It’s all you can do now to chase your release, to keep rocking yourself into it, Jungkook’s thick cock plugged up inside of you and drool slicking out of his mouth to drip down your wrist.

“Gonna make myself come on my pretty little toy,” you manage to gasp.

Jungkook’s eyes find yours, burning intensity, the way he gets, and then he closes his lips tight around your fingers in his mouth and sucks, as if he’s begging to be used, and it sends you over the edge all at once. Your head tips back as your orgasm kicks through you, white noise pleasure, enough to get lost in.

Hips still rolling, you grind yourself through it, the waves of your climax swelling and receding again, until you finally drop forward against Jungkook’s chest, breathless and buzzing all over.

You let your fingers slip out of his mouth, exhale a laugh as they skip over the defined ridges of his stomach when you wipe your hand dry, taking full advantage of the fact that he’s powerless to stop you.

“Shit, that was hot.”

Jungkook’s voice is hoarse with desire as you shift to find the curve of his neck under your mouth, trailing kisses until your lips brush over the pretty lines of ink just behind his ear. He’s still thick and stiff inside you, with a steady pulse-throb that tells you how badly he needs to come, how worked up he is from being used as your personal hump-toy.

“Yeah,” you echo, paired with a tentative rock of your hips that makes your cunt flutter, overstimulated, tugs a little whine out of Jungkook, too. Your tongue feels thick in your mouth as you breathe against his flushed skin.

“Think I— wanna keep using my toy. Kinda feel like being greedy.”

Jungkook’s cock twitches, shameless, at your admission, again when you flick a thumb over the silver jewelry studded through his nipple. There’s a part of you that wants to keep him like this, his leaking-hard dick filling you up while you purr nasty shit in his ear, just to see if he can come from it.

“Might ride it until I break it.” You scrape your teeth up his neck and he moans. “Gonna take all I can give you, bunny?”

His throat jumps visibly as he swallows, fights to gasp a desperate “uh-huh”. Answers with his body, too, arching up to press himself deeper into you, rubbing the slick, hot tip of his cock into your front wall in just the right way to melt pleasure down your spine. You reward his eager submission with a soft kiss, then lick along the seam of his lips, enjoying the sweet little noises that pour into your mouth when you open him up.

Still intertwined, his tongue stroking over yours, your hand goes fumbling for the nightstand, comes away with the slender cylinder of your vibrator, and switches it on before slipping it down to press between your bodies.

“Oh my god,” Jungkook groans as you nestle the shuddering bullet between your folds and find the bud of your clit. You know he can feel it too from the way his hips jerk beneath you, the steady buzz engulfing his cock as you squeeze your pussy around him, all lush sensitivity from your first orgasm. “Oh fuck, I’m gonna come.”

“You can.” The words are hardly more than a warm exhale from your mouth to his, your lips brushing. “But I’m not gonna stop.”

You don’t give him time to respond or even heave in another gasp of air before your thumb finds the button at the base of your vibrator, clicks it once, then again.

“F— ahh!”

Jungkook’s body jolts like a live wire as he falls apart beneath you. You sit up to take in the whole of him, your free palm slipping to the jut of his hip, fingertips splayed out and pressed heavy to anchor.

Pinned down and helpless, he trembles through the hot rush of his release, dick buried deep and pulsing as it all comes spilling out of him.

“That’s it, baby,” you coo. Your nails scratch lovingly against his skin to coax him out of it— taking such good care of your toy. His breath is punching out of his chest in these ragged, overwhelmed gasps, sweat glittering at his temples while he whimpers through the comedown. So fucking beautiful like this.

The hum of the vibrator rolls through you, strong enough with the change in angle that your eyes drop shut to focus on the feeling.

Jungkook whines when you circle your hips with him still tucked up inside of you— it’s a wrecked little noise, high and sweet, underscored by the thick squelch of his cum starting to leak back down his shaft. Your thighs tense just right from the filthy sound of it, and then it’s all throbbing velvet glow in your core as you clench up and come on his cock again.

“Fuuuuuck, bunny,” you groan up to the ceiling, your head tipped back as it washes over you. “God, yeah.”

You flick the vibrator off when it gets to be too much, let it go rolling down the mattress— the bedroom feels bigger for the silence. Sweat slicks at the back of your knees, warm spring breeze still licking through the window to flutter the sheer-gauze curtains.

You’re fluttering too, all over: the kick of your heartbeat, the breath stuttering out of your lungs. The throb of your cunt, split open and drooling out juice, messy-wet fresh fruit.

The sound of the bedsheets shifting has your lashes flickering open again, and there’s Jungkook. Dark hair fanned out on the pillow, wrists bound, and that look in his eyes. Like he can take a little more. Like he’s waiting for your cue. Like there’s this whole-heart want brimming up inside of him, making his blood run hot.

He’s still hard between your legs.

“Go on then,” you tell him. “Give me another one.”

With a concentrated growl, Jungkook flattens his feet to the bed, grips tighter to his restraints for leverage, and starts to pound up into you. You can feel an overstimulated shudder in the stroke of his hips, how his cockhead twitches, sensitive, as it rubs over your g-spot. But he doesn’t stop; doesn’t even lose his rhythm.

He fucks you like a machine, and it’s all you can do to brace your palms against his chest and tip forward, rocking yourself down to meet him thrust for thrust.

The harsh slap of body on body is almost enough to drown out the rest: your open-mouthed panting, Jungkook’s groan when your nails dig crescent moon slivers into his tan skin, the gravel edge to your words, “Yeah, like that, fuck me just like that.”

It takes you a second to notice, the sound buried beneath it all, but then it floats through— Jungkook’s sucking his breath in through his teeth now, his jaw tight. You can see the jump of a muscle working there.

“Does it hurt, baby?” you gasp, more air than voice.

Jungkook’s head drops back against the pillow, brow pinched from the focus of keeping his pace steady. He’s breathless, too, when he answers: “Feels good.”

“Feels good because it hurts, huh? Is that how you like it?”

A strangled noise tears out of his throat, and he shoves up even harder, like he wants to fuck you into the shape of him. You splay one hand over the column of his throat and watch his pretty brown eyes blink-blink back at you, and then you have to bury your moans in the crook of his neck as you come hard.

The world around you returns a little at a time. First, the tremble of your tired thighs, the dull ache that’s already started to bloom at the bend of your knees. Then, Jungkook’s body curved up against yours, hips still slow-rolling as you exhale in hot, jagged bursts against his skin. There’s the distinct drip of his cum sliding out of you, and all the sticky-wet places where it’s slicked up the swell of your ass.

“Shit,” you laugh when you manage to find the breath for it. “That was crazy.”

Jungkook shifts a little, but doesn’t respond, and then he makes this wet, soft gasp. You realize he’s shaking beneath you.

You sit up so fast the room spins; your tether is Jungkook’s face, cupped lovingly now between your palms.

“Oh, baby.”

A fat teardrop traces a path down his cheek. Another threatens the dark border of his lashes. He can’t wipe them away with his wrists tied up, but you can see him trying to hold back even as a sob shudders through him, his chest heaving.

“You okay, my love?” you murmur, swiping a thumb across his face. He sniffles, nods, hiccups a little. The tip of his nose is flushed pink. “Shoulda told me to stop, if it was too much.”

“It feels good,” he insists, and his voice cracks around the words. “It’s just a lot. But ‘m not— don’t wanna stop.”

“No? You sure?”

Jungkook sucks his lip ring into his mouth as he nods again, sniffs again. That sends a bolt of something through you.

“You’ve been so good to me,” you praise, and you tip your ass back until his softening cock slips out, smeared glossy-white with your shared release. Jungkook’s still wound-up, pulled so tight inside himself that he flinches when you slip a hand down to ease his legs apart, sliding lower on the bed to slot yourself between them.

“Can I take care of you, bun?” The question’s posed sweetly, chased with a flutter of your lashes and kisses dropped down on the flat plane of his abdomen. “I’ll be gentle.”

He whimpers— answers in the way his hips lift up to meet your mouth.

Your hands press flat to Jungkook’s broad thighs, and you can feel the overwhelmed static-shiver beneath your palms, little tremors that jolt through his muscles. Head dipped low, you drag your tongue up his length and it punches a thick sob out of him, hips stirring like he’s trying to crawl up the bed. But you just keep going, pin him down and make him take it, working broad flat stripes over the whole of his shaft, root to tip. Tasting him, salt and slick and your own heady flavor; you lick him clean.

Jungkook comes quietly this time, feet flexing restless on the bed as you tongue it all out of him. You swipe two fingers through the mess on his stomach and suck that up, too.

Humming around the digits in your mouth, you surface from between Jungkook’s legs to take him in: eyes closed, face wet with tears. You can see the rise and fall of his chest as he gasps for air, shaky, coming down from it.

“Alright baby,” you soothe, shifting up to straddle his chest, knees sinking into the sheets. “All done now, just breathe. Gonna untie you.”

Reaching up, you gently tug open the knot on one restraint, then the other, easing Jungkook’s limp arms to the mattress. Your thumbs find his wrists to massage soft love-circles in case he’s gone numb there, gently coaxing him back to earth.

“Did so good for me, bunny.”

There’s a whimper, and then Jungkook’s surging up to kiss you, forceful enough that you give a little hum of surprise against his lips.

His hands are all over you, all at once, tugging at your legs to drag them forward until you’re flat on your back on the mattress. Your sore thighs shake when he shoves them up and apart, and then a sharp buzz rolls right over the bud of your clit and you keen. Fuck, when did he even grab the vibrator?

“Wanna make you come again,” he pants, and you smile even as your spine arches off the bed. Of course. You should’ve known.

It’s Jungkook all over, you think, hyper-focused on your pleasure even when he’s out of commission, and then you feel the head of his cock push inside and you both gasp. Your cunt aches, so swollen that it’s like he’s stretching you out all over again when you take him to the hilt.

“Oh my god,” you breathe. Jungkook’s hips snap, punctuated by a strangled grunt of effort, but he keeps going, making soft little sweet-pain whines with every thrust, brow scrunched as he brute-forces his way well past overstimulation.

He’s still crying, you realize.

Tears roll down his face and drip onto your collarbone, and everything’s somehow hotter for it. His length is slick, painted in the stored-up remnants of his cum, and you can hear the squish of your folds at the base of his cock each time he fucks it all back into you, so dirty it makes your head spin.

“J-just like that, baby,” you groan, overwhelmed; you can barely get the words out. “Oh fuck, I’m gonna come.”

Jungkook buries his face in the crook of your neck, and you can feel him shaking, dripping, still rabbiting his hips into you, and then the hum of pleasure reverberating through your body explodes. Your clit throbs with an orgasm that feels endless, dizzying, divine. Jungkook outright sobs as your walls pulse pulse pulse around him, begging for every last drop.

When it’s all too much, you swat at his hand, mumbling shapes that aren’t words until the vibrator’s switched off and tossed away. He pulls out with a thick wet sound and the hiss of his breath between his teeth.

Together, you come down slow. Exhaling staccato, limbs tangled, bodies flushed and sweat-sticking.

Jungkook moves first: flops onto the mattress next to you, entirely exhausted, the way you’ve seen him get after a particularly rough workout. Scrubs at his face with one hand, this shy laugh fluttering out of him. “Can’t believe I cried. Ah, so embarrassing.”

You turn onto your side, tugging his hand away so you can press a kiss to his open palm. “Don’t ask me why but… in the moment? Very hot, actually.” A flush colors his cheeks and you giggle. “My perfect little crybaby.”

He flashes you his signature cocky grin, eyes squeezing shut as it morphs into something nearer to a wince. “Fuck, I’m so sweaty.” A breathless gasp, again. “And my dick hurts. I think I came dry that last time.”

“Poor baby,” you coo, not quite sincere. “You really could’ve stopped at… what, three?”

Eyes closed and still smirking, he shakes his head, damp hair falling in his face. “No I couldn’t have— I’m Jeon Jungkook.”

“You certainly are.”

[pupyuj]

[cw: g!p, manipulation, dubcon-ish, dacryphilia, creampie, breeding.]

been meaning to work on this for a while but never had the time and i kinda lost the idea (which is why this is a bit… boring) 💔 but i’m glad to finally be setting her free!

yujin as the popular senior at your program who volunteers to tutor you to make a quick buck only to end up being a huge pervert who takes every opportunity to try to touch and fuck you?? 🤩 don’t get her wrong; at first she was super eager to try her hand at teaching and what better kind of student to tutor than you—bright, full of energy, and so so gullible? 🥺🥺 not long after a few sessions did yujin start seeing you differently… thinking about all the ways she could take off all of the cute outfits you wear whenever you came over to her dorm… and yujin wasn’t afraid to be bold either! sitting closer than she should, hand sometimes resting on your thigh and squeezing and caressing your soft skin… god, you must be another kind of oblivious bcs you should be able to see yujin’s huge fucking boner every time she’s close but nope! you’re always so blissfully unaware, and that’s what yujin loves 🤩

yujin wouldn’t even try to be discreet! knows that complimenting your sense of fashion gets you feeling all giddy so she makes sure to kiss your ass a lot! “wow, i really like that cardigan on you!” and she’s touching you everywhere?? her hands gliding across your back and chest and laughing at how easy it all was in her head… how easy you were 😳 all those compliments got you to put on a small fashion for yujin when it was her that came over to your dorm in which she had to keep her boner in check bcs her pervy ass couldn’t stop checking you out and making all sorts of scenarios in her head 😵‍💫 scenarios of how much she can ruin such a pretty girl in a matter of minutes 😳😳

it would go from small, brief touches to lingering ones… yujin always sneaking in a movie time as a form of a break from all the learning which you of course loved bcs yujin gave very interesting commentary during all of them and these movie times gave you a moment to relax! but then yujin would sneak an arm around your waist and her other hand would slowly go higher and higher up your skirt… and she loves how you stiffen up, looking at her all puzzled and shifting uncomfortably under her touch… it took you this long to find her weird!! and she would completely take advantage of your confusion!

laughs while she has you pinned down on the couch, absolutely loving how you struggled to hold back your moans when she kisses down your neck… “knew you wanted me.” yujin would mutter when you buck your hips against her thigh, needing her to take care of you :(( surprisingly takes all the time in the world??? leaving all sorts of marks on your neck and chest, taking off your top only to cover up more of your skin with her marks… “please, please, please…” you would be saying while whining and trying to get her to touch you down there more but yujin wouldn’t care! she’d entertain you though… humping her clothed dick against you just to rile you up, groaning when you grind against her more while kissing her feverishly 😵‍💫

"guess i need to teach you how to be patient, huh, baby?" she'd tease you in between licking and sucking on your nipples, her hand underneath your skirt and rubbing your sensitive clit through your panties... feeling how soaked you were just made her harder :(( yujin doesn't even know if she can hold herself back any longer,, especially with the way you're whining for her :(( she would slowly pull your panties off, teasing your entrance with her fingertips until she decides to just plunge it deep inside you :(( "there you go... use that pretty voice of yours for me..." and she's smirking while you grab onto her shirt, already feeling so good with her fingers alone..

so imagine how her dick would feel??? actually, you don't have to imagine! as soon as you're moaning "please, unnie", yujin wouldn't even care anymore! taking off her pants in record time and watching as you eyed her cock, practically drooling at the sight of it you’re such a slut :(( but despite how drenched you were, it wouldn’t be easy taking yujin’s cock 😔 she stretched you out good, maybe too good since she has you screaming her name while she slowly and steadily slid her dick inside your cunt… yujinnie holding onto you and moaning so loudly bcs of how tight you were… god, she was going to have so much fun with you 😵‍💫

“f-fuck… holy shit..! you’re so tight…!” she whines up against your ear as she thrusted slowly, not wanting to overwhelm you too much but makes sure to hit all your good spots so you could enjoy her… having to hold onto her shoulders as she increased her pace, her gripping your hips tightly, slamming you down against her as she thrusts into you harder… yujin watching you and grinning at how pretty, small, and powerless you looked under her :(( it feeds something sick in her brain, and now all she wants to do is turn you into a crying mess… and it starts with her fucking you even harder, now hitting the spots that hurt and making you hit her arms a bit, begging for her to slow down…

“u-u-unnie… hurts..!”

“deal with it.” 😵‍💫😵‍💫😵‍💫

you'd be three orgasms in and yujin would still refuse to stop 😔 first of all, she hasn't cum yet and second, every you came, she wants to see more of it... more of your juices making a mess of the couch, more of you screaming her name as you came, and more of your precious tears streaming down your cheeks while she fucked you 😳 taunts and teases about ratting you out to one of your professors for sleeping with the tutor they assigned you with,, threatening to ruin your life if you were to tell anyone about all of this but you could barely hear her voice over your own 😓 so yujin would grab your jaw and make you look at her, cold eyes staring you down while you sobbed pathetically...

"such a fucking drama queen... you're cute." she's insane 💔💔 yujinnie making you promise that you'll keep your mouth shut through your tears,, she’s got you completely under her control now 🫢 so you couldn’t even bring yourself to ask her to stop anymore even when it still hurt since you’ve gotten used to the feeling of her cock stretching your tight cunt… and when yujin comes inside you, she comes a lot it was honestly unbelievable how full you were after she was done 🤭 the sight of her cum oozing out of your pussy turned her on and got her hard again but she had to resist—she knew she already ruined you enough today! 🫣

but best believe that the next time yujin calls you over for your sessions… she’s expecting you to take everything she gives you without any struggle bcs the tutor in her demands it! 🤓 she’d have you all stretched out and filled everyday, always so proud of her smart and obedient student for being so good for her 🥰

[worldlxvlys]

ik you're probably getting SO MANY requests but if you can/want PLEASEEEEE male a fanfic where y/n, or whatever has to use her safeword bc shes being overstimulated😭 i love freaky weird shit like this!!

cola

fwb! chris sturniolo x reader

warnings: smut (don’t read if you don’t like) semi-public sex, overstimulation, use of safe word, p in v, oral (female receiving)

a/n: hope you likeeee

it’s based off of these texts you can read if you want :)

you can go read pepsi too, if you want, it’s literally the opposite (chris uses his safeword)

by the time i got to the bathroom, chris was already waiting for me.

he pushed my hips against the door, placing his lips on mine. his hands went under my dress, grabbing my ass and squeezing.

my hands found their way around his neck, playing with his hair. he groaned into the kiss.

“gotta remind you who you belong to. you know your safeword?” he asked as his hands found the top of my panties.

“cola”

“good” he said as he helped me out of my panties and got on his knees.

“gonna make you feel so good, baby” he said as he wrapped his arms around my thighs and looked me in the eyes as he moved his tongue through my folds.

“shit chris” his tongue worked wonders as he continued to lick and eat me out like a man starved.

my hands weaved through his hair, pushing his face even further into my pussy.

the obscene, wet sounds of chris sucking and slurping on my pussy and my loud moans were the only sounds bouncing off of the bathroom walls.

luckily the music outside of the bathroom was blasting, so no one should have a clue of what’s happening on the inside of the bathroom.

i unzipped the the top half of my dress down so it was scrunched at my stomach. i then unclasped my bra, exposing my top half and making my nipples harden at the cold air in the bathroom.

chris continued to grip my thighs as his tongue moved towards my clit. he flicked and sucked it with his tongue, adding to my pleasure.

when his tooth grazed the sensitive bundle of nerves, my hips jolted and he sucked harder.

“fuckkk chris, you look so good”. looking down at him, his blue eyes stared right back, pupils blown out with lust.

“you’re so good for me, chris.”

he moaned in response to my praise, the vibrations making me come undone on his face. without wasting a second, he licked up my juices completely.

instead of stopping he continued to eat me out, this time adding a finger into me, unexpectedly.

“FUCK- chris, i- i can’t, i’m so sensitive” i said.

“you can and you will” he said, moving his face away from my pussy for a second, before diving in again.

“chris! ohhhhhh my god” my head flew back as he shoved his tongue in my hole, replacing his finger with it.

he moved the finger that had previously been in me to my clit, rubbing in circular motions.

“holy shitttt, chris” as i came closer and closer to my high, i started to rock my hips into his mouth. chris never once broke eye contact.

“chris, chris! i’m so close, so fucking close baby” i moaned, trying desperately to chase my high.

“mmmmmm” he moaned into me, continuing his movements with his tongue and fingers.

“fuck, i’m cumming!” and with that i came all over his face. he licked up my juices, once again, making me squirm.

“chris, f-fuck”

he then lifted his face off of me, his face was soaked in my cum.

he left a kiss to my clit, making me whine. he kissed his way up my stomach and chest, then up my neck, stopping right under my ear.

“not done yet, ma” he said as he pulled the dress down, completely removing it from my body.

he grabbed my hips, turning me so my back was to the door. he pushed me against the door and hooked one of my legs around his waist.

he started to pump himself, “want me to fuck you against the door, like the little slut you are?”

“chris, i don’t-” he spit into his other hand and rubbed me, as though he hadn’t just sucked the life out of my pussy.

“i don’t think i can-“

“you know what to do if you can’t. but you can, are you gonna take it like a good girl?”

“yes.”

“good.” he pushed himself into me with that, making us both moan out.

“ughhhhh chris” “fuck, baby. so tight”

i held onto his shoulders as he bottomed out. “tell me when ma” he said as he gave me a kiss to the shoulder, waiting for me to adjust to his size.

“ok, go” i barely finished getting the words out before he started pounding into me.

with every snap of his hips, he pushed me into the door.

snap, thud . snap, thud. snap, thud.

my body continued to thud against the door as he pushed his hips into mine.

“you think he could fuck you like this, baby?”

he felt so good inside of me, i could barely even think properly.

“hmm, can’t answer baby? let me help wake you up” before i even processed the words that came out of his mouth, he hooked my other leg around his waist.

my upper body now supported by the door as my legs were wrapped around him and his hands were under my ass, helping to hold me up.

the change in angle helped him to go even deeper, immediately sending me over the edge.

“FU- OHHHH! CHRIS CHRIS CHRIS, I’M CUMMING” i screamed.

my body went limp as my orgasm crashed through me.

“does he make you cum that fast?” he asked as he continued to slam into me.

“no, no, chris. no one makes me feel as good as you”

“hmm, you sure baby?” he asked as he slapped my ass.

“fuck! yes, yes i’m sure chris” my head fell to his neck.

the feeling of him sliding in and out of me, my walls squeezing around him was heavenly. the pleasure was so much, i almost couldn’t handle it.

chris was right, no one else could make me feel even half of the pleasure that he did. he was the perfect size, and he knew my body so well. it was a blessing and a curse.

“fuck, gonna cum ma. where do you want it ?” my answer is always the same, but he always asks anyway.

“cum in me baby, want you to fill me up”

he gave one deep thrust, hitting my g-spot perfectly. “i- FUCK”

this sent me into my fourth orgasm of the night, taking us both by surprise.

chris shot his load into me, while i clenched around him. “fuck, ma”

he continued to fuck up into me, helping us ride out our highs.

he pulled out of me and placed me down. he then turned me around to face the mirror.

“you never answered my question baby” he said before suddenly lining himself up and fucking me from the back.

“chris chris chris chrisss” all i could do was babble his name at this point.

“could. he. fuck. you. like. this.” he snapped his hips harder into mine between each word. i clutched the sink with my hands to steady myself.

“no, no, chris, please! i can’t-can’t take another” he fucked me even harder. his hands gripped my hips, using it as leverage to push into me even quicker and faster.

“fuck baby, look at the way your ass bounces against me. you’re so fucking pretty, look so good like this”

he gripped my chin, pushing it up. “look at yourself baby. watch the pretty faces you make when i fuck the shit out of you”

i looked up taking in my own appearance. my mascara was smudged, tears falling out of my eyes. my skin covered in sweat, my eyelids slightly drooping. i looked completely fucked out.

“mmmmmm” i couldn’t even get any words out anymore, just loud moans.

he slid his hand from my hip, moving it under me.

“mmmmm hmmmm” i started to whine as he started to rub my clit.

“too much, too much chris” i gripped his arm, trying to pull it away.

“don’t fucking move my hand” he said, rubbing even faster.

i let go of his hand and started to clench around him, over and over again.

“fuck baby, gonna cum around me? love the way that pretty pussy feels”

after a few more thrusts into me, my legs start to shake and i scream his name.

“fuck baby” he says as he comes inside of me, coating my walls with his seed. he pulls out, watching his cum drip out of me.

he turned me to face him, and lifted me onto the sink. he placed a sweet kiss on my lips.

“gotta make sure my princess feels good” he said as he inserted two fingers in me, making me scream out “ CHRIS!”

“love hearing you scream my name, never want you to stop” he said as he moved his fingers at an incredibly fast speed.

he left kisses down the valley of my breasts. before taking one into his mouth. swirling his tongue and licking around my nipple.

this man and his god damn tongue is gonna be the death of me.

“shit chris”

his fingers moved so fast, i was already nearing my orgasm.

“gonna- mmmmm, fuck- gonna cum chris”

“give it to me baby” he said into my boob.

his fingers in my pussy started to create a wet sound, and it started to feel like i had to pee.

my vision started to get blurry, and my mind fuzzy, as my hips started to jerk uncontrollably.

i let out a load, almost pornographic moan as i squirted directly onto his abdomen.

“fuck, ma” he said. he seemed to be in a trance as he watched me squirm and twitch, and instead of removing his fingers he moved them faster.

“c-chris, fuck fuck fuck” i started to whine as tears started to form in my eyes and my vision became spotty.

he moved his other hand to my clit. “FUCK, FUCK! COLA”

immediately, he moved his hands away. “fuck, ma, are you ok? i’m sorry, so sorry” he said as he kissed both of my hands.

“it’s ok chris, it was just too much. i’m fine though, don’t worry” i said, noting the worried look on his face.

“i’m sorry baby, just want to make you feel good” he said as he gave me a kiss to my cheek and hugged me.

“i promise it’s ok, chris. thank you”

“hey, you think they’ll mind if we use their shower?” chris asked.

“chris, we literally just fucked in their bathroom. i think someone using their shower is the least of their worries”

we both laughed at this.

“seriously though, chris. i appreciate you always making sure that i’m comfortable”

“always, ma”

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[yujinslovr]

no bc dom bp makes my head spin???? espec dom!chaennie??? like imagine jennie (from ur prev jennie ask) bringing u around for her friends to use😰😰😰

her introducing you to them as her personal toy!;?;!;!($?’f aghshhshs she’d force you to wear the skimpiest outfit ever. like her telling them about how you tried to resist her but a slut like you obviously couldn’t resist for long SAYING THIS IN FRONT OF YOU?!(?;;!!;! you couldn’t do anything but keep your head low, wondering how it even got to this point.

her all of a sudden yanking your hair to have you look her in the eyes. tears forming at your water line due to the pain of her grip😵‍💫😵‍💫😵‍💫 her forcing you onto chaes lap, talking to rosé about you as if you were nothing but an object.

“use her however you want, just no hickies. only i can mark her.”

you couldn’t help the tears, realizing that a stranger was about to fuck you. you violently shaking your head trying to stand, but chae obvi couldn’t let you go just like that. she would take what she was promised.

“calm down baby, i’ll make sure you feel good”

HER WHISPERING IT INTO YOUR EAR?!?(!!;!;! her setting you aside to take out her cock and then immediately ripping off your tiny skirt. even if she hadn’t taken it off, it wouldn’t have made a difference since that skirt covered nothing. your eyes widening when you caught sight of her massive cock. IDCIDC CHAE HAS A MASSIVE DICK!!!

“it wont fit”

“i’ll make it fit”

SKDJSKSKD IM SUCH A SLUT BRO!?&;)?!(! i feel like chae would be big on foreplay though. her fondling your boobs, licking one of your nipples while twisting the other. when you were with jennie, it was all about her getting off. with chae it was like she enjoyed stimulating you.

at first you tried to resist, act like you didn’t want this, but as time went on you felt the act slowly dropping. you couldn’t hold back your sweet moans. her starting off slow but then like as time goes on she looses control. how could she not? with you moaning like a bitch, it was only natural for her to start going rough.

it feeling like your getting split open, her cock is just too big for you :(( IDK BUT I FEEL LIKE SHE’D EDGE YOU SM🤭🤭 like her knowing that you were about to come and then stopping and pulling out for that reason. she’d def wait for it to fully die down and then push herself back in, continuing the torture.

shed edge you for hours if she could. the way your face scrunched up when you felt you orgasm arriving, the way you’d start crying and hitting her chest when she eventually took it all away. how could she not repeat it?

tbh unlike jennie i think rosé would def do aftercare. like jennie would js leave you on the bed, maybe on a good day clean you up. but chaes def the type to like run you a warm bath and praise you afterwards.

[sensei-venus]

How does hawk react when he finds it his chubby gf has never been eat out before? Not bc she didn't want it bc bc her ex partners never cared

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He's in shock but he hides it. How did no guy want to go down on her? Is it not every guys wet dream to be smothered between thick thighs with a pretty wet pussy in their face? Because it was definitely one of his.

Their in her bedroom, her parents long gone for the next few days on a work trip.

Both of them have been dating for a while but they only recently started having sex. Mostly just fingering and handjobs, a few times they actually got down to having penetrating sex. They decided together that they wanted to try something new so Hawk brought up the idea of oral. They both agreed to try it, Hawk didn’t notice the way Reader played with her fingers out of nervousness.

Her first time giving him a blow job was interesting. Hawk let her control the situation as he watched her bob up and down on his dick. At first she could only take half of him into her mouth but after a few good try’s over a few minutes she was finally able to take him down to the base. Her puffy lips wrapped around his cock and pressed against his pelvis, her nose flat against his pubic hair. She gagged and moaned around him the whole time, sucking him down with every pass. Spit dribbled over his dick and dripped down her chin. One last thrust into her hot mouth and he busted down her throat, his hot load dripped down her throat. She pulled off with a wet pop, strings of spit and cum connected her now raw lips to his softened cock. She kissed the head before licking the thick cum ring from his base.

That’s what lead to now.

Reader completely naked laying on the bed with her lower half dangling off the edge. Her legs where clamped shut tight. Her hands playing with her stomach as her face flushed. Hawk stood over her looking her right in the eyes with a raised brow.

“I-I uhh just have never-“

“What?”

“This is just kinda new to me I've never had anyone…..”

“No guy has ever gone down on your fat little pussy before? How?”

Reader puffed out her cheeks, she could feel herself getting hot from the slight embarrassment “I don’t know, my last boyfriend never wanted to, he said it was gross and nasty to do that to girls so we never did....I just gave him blowjobs....” a frown crossed her face at the thought of the old memories of her ex. The idea of him giving her oral was only brought up once, and it was a firm no followed by multiple verbal lashes on why it was stupid of her to even ask about it.

She never brought it up ever again.

Hawk’s hand grabbed roughly at the flesh of her big thigh, squeezing it like a stress toy. He smirked as he looked down at her, his eyes full of mischief. He bit his lip as he started to grin at her. His eyebrows going up as he talked.

“Baby I want to get between your legs and never come out. I want to drown in your pussy juice and suffocate between your thighs. It’s not nasty, being able to please a girl with your mouth is a “luxury” Princess. Let me make you feel good?”

Reader could only nod as she released her legs and let them fall open for him.

Leaning down he kissed from her face down to her neck and over her collar bone. He got lost in her tiny sounds as he kissed down her breasts and took a moment to suck at one of her nipples. Sucking until her nipple was hard and covered in his hot spit, he kissed it before moving down her belly. Sucking marks into the soft skin of her belly. One of her hands moved from his face to his shoulder as she felt him go lower down her body. At this point she couldn’t help but pant out as he worked her whole body open, the feeling of his lips against her skin was intoxicating.

Hawk finally got down between her legs. He smirked as he pulled her legs apart and threw her legs over his shoulders. He took a minute to look at her cunt, he watched as her clit twitched in need. Taking his thumbs he pulled her lower lips apart and watched as she glistened under the rooms light. Her lips where drooling, getting his fingers wet and sticky with her nectar. She jerked as he blew air onto her clit. He gave a small chuckle at her reaction until he licked a fat strip from the bottom of her hole to her clit.

She tasted even better then he had imagined in his dreams.

Her clit was hot and throbbing as he licked at it, lapping at the bud before giving it a wet suck. She yelped as her thighs wrapped around his head with every suck he made to her clit. He moaned out around her. She moaned and gasped out as she started to figure out his little game. He suckled her and traced patterns into her sensitive clit.

He unlatched from her bud to lap at her hole. She twitched and drooled at his attentive actions. He open mouth lapped at her slit. 

Slowly he started to insert his tongue into her wet heat. She locked up around him as he started to tongue fuck her tight hole open. Her cunt pushed against his tongue with every thrust, he couldn’t help but grunt out with every pass of his tongue into her pussy. She gripped at his head as he worked her over. She squealed when his nose brushed against her clit when he got his tongue as deep as he could inside of her.

She tried to cover her mouth as she rocked against her boyfriends face. She couldn’t stop her hips from jerking up to meet the thrusts of his tongue. Her pussy felt like it was on fire, she was sensitive all over and her stomach wouldn’t stop bubbling in pleasure. The pressure inside of her was building with every minute, her gut felt tight and burning hot. Tears brimming in her eyes.

“Eli I'm cumming I'm cumming! Please I can't please-” she couldn't hold back her sobs and babbling. Her mouth just couldn't stop moving as he played with her sensitive area. Her pussy almost going raw.

It was over when he stuffed three fingers into her tight cunt, roughly fingering her open. With one last moment he sucked her clit back into his mouth and sucked as hard as he could.

She practical vibrated underneath him. His arms had to hold her down by her thighs with the way her lower body tried to jerk up. Hot cum and slick leaked from her hole in violent streams. He slowly worked her though her orgasm so she could enjoy the last bits of pleasure he had given get. He removed himself from her clit once she stated to whimper at his attention. He removed his finger from her gapping pussy that still twitched from her rough orgasm. He licked them clean before moving up to meet her at the head of the bed.

Her eyes where closed as she tried to catch her breath. She was practically glowing. Hawk licked his lips before smirking.

“So I think we are definitely doing that again soon, like everyday? Because I would be so cool with that.”

Reader could only give him a shaky thumbs up before letting her head fall back into the bed.

[deanbrainrotwritings]

—  LOVE FROM THE OTHER SIDE

SUMMARY : dean’s got an embarrassing fear of flying. at least there’s something to keep him mind of turbulence and the possibility of the plane crashing and everyone dying.

PAIRING : dean winchester x fem!reader

CHARACTERS : sam winchester

WARNINGS/TAGS : explicit(18+), p in v, spanking, unprotected sex, rough sex, public sex, quickie, degradation, cream pie, oral sex (f. receiving), exhibition kink, sir kink

WORD COUNT : 1.5k

A/N : fall out boy song title. @spnkinkevents : #12daysofspnkinkmas2023 — mile high club. this is funny bc I’m scared of flying as well Xxxx

“Sir,” a woman’s voice made Dean turn around quickly, “is everything okay?” He smiled nervously down at the stewardess, subtly checking her out from head to toe—even in the middle of a panic attack. 

“Yeah, uh,” he looked around and anxiously cleaned sweat off his palms with his jeans. “I’m just a, uh, nervous flyer,” he admitted with a sheepish smile. She gave him a sympathetic one in return. 

“Is there anything I can do to help make your flight a little more comfortable?” She asked, looking at him earnestly.

“Uh, c’mere,” he told her, waving her towards him. 

“Sure,” she smiled, stepping close to him. She let him lean down to her ear, trying to hold back the shiver his breath against her neck caused to run over her body, her nipples tightening against the white button up she wore beneath the blue blazer. 

“Can you let me fuck you?” He whispered boldly, letting her pull back in surprise. “I’ve been watchin’ you stare at me since I boarded with my brother with fuck-me eyes,” he explained quietly, toying with the red scarf around her neck. She blushed, looking down at her black heels, then glanced up at him again. “You’ve got one hell of an ass. I’m pretty sure that cute little sway of your hips is ‘cause you wanna be pounded into.” 

She gasped and gaped up at him, wetness pooling between her legs, heat blooming in her stomach. 

“Only if you say yes,” he reminded her softly, fiddling with her white name tag. She looked around the dark cabin and took his wrist when no one was looking, to drag him towards the vacant restroom. Dean laughed quietly behind her, dismissing her glare and the tightening of her grip on his wrist. 

Once she was inside with Dean, she flipped the light on with her wrist, and Dean closed the door behind him, squeezing inside. She took a few paper towels to place them on the counter, watching Dean through the mirror as he watched her. 

“Name’s Dean, by the way,” he smirked, moving her hair to the side to kiss her neck slowly. She hummed softly and gave him her name in return, unbuttoning her blazer and the white dress shirt while Dean stood behind, following her every move. 

“You’ve got some perfect tits, sweetheart,” he murmured, staring at her reflection as he unbuckled his belt, popped the metal button, and unzipped his jeans. She bit her lip seductively and bent herself over the counter to lift her skirt over her ass. “Fuck,” he moaned quietly, staring down at her panty-less ass, a garter holding her sheer thigh-highs.

“You’re such a sexy little slut,” he chuckled, slapping her ass hard. She yelped and shushed him, pushing her ass back into his covered cock. He kneaded the reddened flesh of her cheek, using his freehand to lower his boxers, taking his cock at the base.

She looked back over her shoulder and bit her lip at the size of him, her pussy dripping down her thighs, walls clenching around nothing. 

“I’m so lucky,” she grinned up at him, licking her lips. 

“So am I.” He pulled her hips out more, lewdly eyeing her wet hole before dragging his leaking cock through her folds. He released his cock, moving his hips forward and back, coating his cock in her slick. “Wet… so fucking wet... Needy little whore,” he moaned, his hands drifting up to the front of her body to cup her breasts.

“Fuck,” she whispered, arching her back. She reached back with one hand to bury her fingers in his short hair, and reached down with the other hand to press his cock closer to her cunt, staring right into his eyes as he panted in her ear. “Can you cum inside me, Dean?” She asked, rolling her hips with him, whining quietly as he growled in her ear, pinching her nipples harshly. 

“Sure thing, sweetheart,” he grunted, moving faster, “I’ll fill that needy little hole of yours and fuck you as hard as you want…” he breathed, then pulled back slightly, his soft cockhead nudging at her fluttering entrance. 

“Please, Dean, I need your cock so bad,” she moaned, swivelling her hip before biting down hard on her lip. He thrusted into her swiftly, a strangled moan getting muffled by the press of her cherry lips. 

“Perfect tits… and a sweet little cunt…” Dean groaned while thrusting into her roughly, grabbing her shirts, he pulled them back down her shoulders, forcing her hands together behind her back. 

“You haven’t tasted me,” she panted, squeezing his cock tightly inside her at the thought of having his gorgeous face buried between her thighs.

“Well, if you find me again, tell me,” he offered, before licking two of his fingers. He brought them over to her nipple, staring at her reaction the entire time, her pussy fluttering once more before he brought his fingers to her clit. “You know, if I could, I’d make you ride my cock in front of all those people,” he said quietly, massaging her swollen clit. 

“Shit,” she hissed, letting him use her for his pleasure. He found her breast again with his unbusy hand, squeezing the flesh harshly as it bounced with every merciless thrust of his hips. “You should…” she gasped, pressing her legs tightly together. “You should eat my pussy in the seats while everyone’s asleep,” she smirked, licking her lips.

Dean groaned into her hair, pushing her roughly into the counter to fuck her with abandon until they both climaxed. 

“Oh, fuck,” she moaned loudly, cumming hard on his cock when he came inside her. He fucked her hard and deep, filling her loud, soppy pussy with his cum before slowly stopping. He dropped kisses along her shoulders and lifted both of his hands to her breasts to tease her nipples. 

“That was awesome,” he murmured, meeting her lips for a sweet kiss. She wiggled in his arms, panting against his mouth, silently asking for him to let her go, which he did. 

He pulled his cock out of her, lifting her shirts back over her shoulders before leaning against the far end of the small space to stare at her pussy as it leaked their release. 

“So… still nervous?” She asked, lowering her skirt much to his disappointment. He started to lift his pants and he snorted at her question as they both attempted to make themselves presentable again.

“‘Course I am.” 

She stared at him through the mirror as she scandalously suggested: “then eat me out in the seat. Sammy’s asleep, he’s listening to Celine Dion, everyone else was asleep before we came in here, and even if they aren’t asleep, I bet they’d love the show.” 

Dean inhaled sharply at her words and closed the space between them once more, circling his arm around her waist. He kissed her senseless and undid the scarf around her neck.

“You really are… so slutty,” he grinned against her mouth, using the scarf to clean up the mess between her legs. He pecked her lips and they cleaned everything else up quickly before heading out. She looked like a hot teacher now, with her hair a mess, the white dress shirt—a size smaller than her usual size—fitting tightly against her breasts. He feared the buttons might snap, so he gave her his flannel. 

He let her out first and then he took a deep breath, washing his hands with soap. He used the wet paper towel to open the door  and kept it open with his boot to throw it inside the bin before releasing the door, and meeting his girlfriend back in their seats. 

He looked around the cabin. Everyone was most definitely asleep near their area, a couple were watching a movie in the front, a man typed away doing work in the back, and some lady was relaxing as she scrolled through animal videos. 

When Dean got to his seat, Sam was pressed into the shut window of the aeroplane with a pillow around his neck—asleep, earphones on, phone in his pocket. Y/n was on her phone, too, getting a playlist ready, but Dean stiffly sat down next to her.

“Babe,” she murmured, cackling quietly when she saw Dean looking panicked once more. “Let’s watch something?” She offered, setting her phone over her lap to give her lover her full attention. Dean shook his head and placed his hand between her legs, pushing her legs open. 

She’d placed his flannel around her waist and she stared at him in disbelief, looking over at the sleeping people down the aisle. His wide, green eyes implored for her compliance, and she sighed, untying his flannel from her body. 

“The things I do for love,” she muttered playfully, careful not to disturb Sam as she unbuttoned the top buttons of her shirt, allowing her breasts to spill out again. Dean watched her bunch the skirt up, one leg on the seat, the other on the floor, whimpering quietly at the sight of her glistening folds. “Go ahead,” she encouraged, bringing him down by the collar of his shirt, he stared up at her, “show me what your pretty mouth does, sir.”

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[wandasaura]

Imagine being bratty while Mommy’s on the phone taking an important lawyer business call. She gives you a warning glare ultimately ignoring you, but then you continue your brattiness even further. So she decides to just take you right there, a bored look turning into a slight smirk while u writhe beneath her struggling to keep quiet. Every little gasp or whine results in a soft slap. Eventually hard to contain your moans, you bite down on Wanda desperately trying to mute your whiny cries. Teehee

it’s one of the rare days you insist to come into the office with her because you like seeing how she works and the little nitty gritty exchanges that go into keeping their company afloat, only she doesn’t give you the attention she usually does so you’re pouty beyond belief and when she finally sits down at her desk (bc only wanda would find it necessary to pace the floors and make sure the employees she hired are actually doing their jobs) you waste no time sitting down on her lap and grinding into her. you almost have what you want when the phone rings and her attention is once again on something besides you, but you don’t let that stop you. you’ve been her little shadow all day, you want her attention. you don’t even care that her office door is unlocked and anyone (namely pepper who blatantly ignores the rule to wait for approval to enter) can come in. you unbutton her shirt and start sucking marks onto her chest. she taps your thigh in warning but you only continue until her nipples between your teeth. when you tug on it, that’s her final straw. she grabs you by your hair and forces your eyes to meet hers while she talks to one of her clients. she doesn’t need to speak to let you know you’re playing with fire, but when you merely roll your eyes, that hand in your hair is between your legs in seconds and she’s beyond grateful you chose to wear a dress. her fingers drill into you without hesitance, but you know that you have to be quiet so both of your hands are over your mouth as your eyes flutter closed — bratty attitude entirely abandoned. when you’re close, wanda’s still on the phone, so you think she won’t notice when you reach the edge but you’re a fool and just as you’re about to cum she pulls her fingers away and forces you to lick them clean

[moraxsthrone]

OK I HOPE YOU'RE HAPPY AND PROUD OF YOURSELF BC YOU SINGLE-HANDEDLY GAVE ME ITTO BRAINROT HOW?? WHY?? W H A T???? DFCVHBNJNKMLAG

Indulge me with this little thirst

Imagine you're wearing the cutest lacy frilly lingerie set (bonus if it matches his colors black/purple/red) that just accentuates all the right curves and spots, crisscross stripes over your skin aND WHEN HE SEES YOU HE JUST GOES 👀!!!!!!! jaw hits the floor blushing drooling and repeating "babe" your name and freaking out, brain stops working just pulls you up on his big strong arms and sits you on his lap (and BOI his not-so-little friend downstairs is already excited huh)

and you just go :3c all coy and cute and delicate leaning in pressing your chest against his, scooting closer "Itto baby you gotta be careful unwrapping your present, it would be a shame to tear up something so pretty... right?" finger drawing circles on his skin making him SHIVER

AND IMAGINE HIM JUST S T R U G G L I N G TO KEEP IT TOGETHER and be delicate untying the lacy strings like NAH MAN he's got BIG HANDS NOT MADE FOR THIS TASK LMAO

plus you're making it REAL hard kissing and chuckling at his neck and rolling your hips against his crotch slow and sensual

by the time those panties come off they're soaked through with a mix of his pre and your slick asxdcvghjbnjkl

*HSAKING BITING MY PILLOW HORNY GRIP*

MA'AM I WROTE AN ENTIRE FIC WHAT HAVE YOU D O N E i think.... i think you gave me a size kink........ BUT GODS YOUR WRITING IS SO!!!!! *rabid horny crys noises*

i’ll have you know i am quite pleased with myself for making you (and anyone else who will listen) foam at the mouth for arataki mf itto.

‧₊˚ pairing — arataki itto x f!reader

‧₊˚ wc — 1.3k

‧₊˚ cw — nsfw. mdni. fem!reader. praise. oral (m. & f. rcv'ing). implied squirting.

‧₊˚ a/n — okay, so crys sent me this WEEKS AGO and every time i sat down and tried to answer, the words just wouldn't come out right? BUT THEN i realized itto's bday was only a few weeks away (at the time) and since she describes you as being his "present" IT HIT ME LIKE A TON OF BRICKS...THIS WOULD MAKE THE PERFECT BIRTHDAY IDEA FOR OUR ONE AND ONI KING ARATAKI ITTO!!

poor itto’s just sitting there, looking down between his claws and the cute frilly bra you have on, his big oni head full, debating with himself over whether he should try to be delicate and slowly work the lacy underthings off of you, or throw caution to the wind and get the things off of you as quickly as he can by Any Means Necessary™️. as ravishing as you look in that dainty lingerie, he decides it's worth sacrificing in the name of getting his mouth on your tits as quickly as possible. his hands are trembling a little and his cock is throbbing underneath your thigh when his pretty crimson eyes meet yours, full of unspoken apologies.

but then he gets another idea. a better idea.

what if he can do everything he wants with you without taking the lingerie off at all????

itto grabs two handfuls of your ass, squeezing your plush flesh between his big fingers as he guides your hips, rocking them back and forth to feel the heat of your cunt dragging along his clothed length. he’s so hard and big you can feel the ridge of his cockhead through the thin material of your panties, which are getting wetter with your slick by the second.

you huff a breathy laugh against his neck, shuddering a little when your clit catches on the front seam of his pants. you’re moving on your own when he captures your chin between his thumb and index finger, guiding your face away from his neck so he can press his lips to yours. his kiss is needy and passionate, a quiet groan escaping his throat when you push your tongue into his mouth. oh, he likes that very much, especially when you lick at his fangs with a playful moan.

he cups one of your tits in his hand and gives it a gentle squeeze, making you whine a little in his mouth. he can feel your hard nipple through the lacy material and pushes the cup of the bra down to let your tit spill out into his hand. he temporarily abandons your fervent kiss to trace the tip of his tongue around your pebbled bud before closing his lips around it to suckle, his tongue still swirling. You push your fingers into his hair, holding onto his horns as your head falls back in pleasure. 

he picks you up and puts you on your back before getting on his knees and pushing your open legs back, spreading them wide so he can see the dark wet spot that has formed in the fabric that's covering your juicy cunt. he can smell you and it’s making his cock drool inside his pants. he kisses your folds through the flimsy cloth, the tip of his nose nudging your hard clit as he goes. soft presses of his lips turn into open-mouthed kisses just before he teases your sweet little pearl. he flattens his tongue against your cunt, making you moan at the feeling of his hot, wet muscle as it makes pinpoints of contact with your skin through the lacy panties.

“mmm baby, your pussy tastes so good…fuck,” itto mutters, his voice heavy with lust.

hooking his finger inside the crotch of your panties, itto moves the lace over to one side, exposing your pink, glistening slit. the sight of your beautiful pussy has him licking his lips...then slowly licking yours. you flinch beneath him, heels digging into his hard shoulders when he flicks and rolls your tiny hard-on around with the tip of his tongue before wrapping his lips around it and sucking it in. your oni may not be the smartest guy, but he knows how to eat pussy like no other. he pulls off long enough to stick his middle finger in his mouth and get it wet before carefully pushing it in your hole, watching your face with a mischievous grin as your back arches for him when you feel the slight stretch of his thick digit. he slowly fucks you with his finger before adding another.

and you certainly don't have to take anything off to be able to swallow his thick cock. he thinks it’s so sweet when you choke on it bc it shows how much you wanna please him and make him feel good. so he brushes his thumb over your hollowed cheek and there’s so much adoration in his fiery eyes when he groans and tells you how good you are to him. you treat him like a king and he dotes on you bc you’re his queen. 

and when he's ready to fuck you, he just rolls you onto your belly and pushes those purple little panties to the side. the thong is hooked around his thumb as he holds onto your hips and pushes his leaking cockhead inside you. little by little, inch by inch, he fills you with his thick oni cock and starts hitting it from the back. your whimpers and gasps of his name spur him on, driving his big dick in and out of your juicy cunt. he watches the way your tight little hole stretches open around his wide shaft, his fang leaving an indentation where he bites his lower lip to keep from cumming too fast. “nhnnn…fuck yeah, baby! takin’ my cock so well…” he praises you as the front of his muscular thighs clap against the back of yours.

a few more thrusts and he pulls out, making you whine. but before you can protest, he’s got you on your back and his huge hands around your ankles, pulling them against the hard plane of his chest. itto’s bedroom eyes are burning into yours when the tip of his tongue swipes across his lower lip as he guides his fat tip back to your hole. he pushes inside you again, his open-mouthed groan harmonizing with your pretty sigh as your wet heat stretches around him, tight and welcoming like he’s right where he’s supposed to be. leaning forward, he puts you in a press and starts fucking you again, but this time it’s slow and deep. irises of molten rock peer into your watering eyes as he tells you how beautiful you are, how good you are to him, how much he appreciates you and the way you’ve given him the best birthday present of all:

you. you, and your love.

your legs are hanging helplessly over his beefy, marked arms. the red straps of your bra have long fallen off your shoulders, your tits spilling out of the flimsy cups and bouncing with every hard thrust of itto’s strong hips. his long, white hair has fallen over his shoulders to tickle your skin, and your eyes soften.

“mmm, happy birthday, my king…” you sigh.

he leans in closer, pressing your knees to your chest, his hips still snapping into yours as he cups your jaw in his big hand. “i love you, my queen…love you so fuckin’ much,” he breathes, then kisses you hard. your tongues swirl and his hips begin to stutter. “fuck, m'so close. cum...cum with me, baby…” 

with the way his thick, bulbous cockhead has been tugging at your sweet spot for the past few minutes, you don't need to be told twice. you place your hands on either side of his face and nod, panting. he buries himself deep and grinds into you, his coarse thatch of white pubic hair rubbing your clit as his heavy balls draw up tighter and tighter against your taint.

“oh gods…” he sighs, “...fuck…”

“cum for me, itto,” you gasp, beckoning him as your own orgasm takes hold and he feels you gush all around him, soaking his lower abs and crying his name.

he plants his lips against one of your palms and squeezes his eyes shut, grunting, “cumming…i- nngghhaa fuck!” his hips twitch and jerk into you as the first jet of his hot semen erupts inside you. his oni ancestry ensures that he cums in massive loads, filling you to the brim and spilling out of you before he’s even done emptying himself inside your womb.

‧₊˚ itto m.list || happy bday you big sexy oni *kisses his horns, one at a time*

[moodywyrm]

Riding abby reverse cowgirl style while Ellie’s eating you out🤭🤭🤭🤭

oh my god. ok I firmly believe that, in different circumstances, Ellie and Abby would've gotten along soooo well. so in this au, poly gfs abby x Ellie x chubby reader <3 with that out of the way. let me lay this out for you.

the room is dim, the only light coming from pink lights and whatever moonlight can get through the flimsy curtains. the bed is stripped down to the sheets, towels covering enough of it. abby is sitting against the headboard. you're sitting in her lap, facing away, not so much riding her, more like she's manhandling you and moving you up and down the strap at a painfully slow pace. both hands hooked onto your hips as you lean back into her. your thighs are spread wide open by abby's legs, helped by ellie's hands pushing you wider.

Ellie, pretty girl, is on her tummy, wearing nothing but a pair of boxers, laying between your's and abby's legs, groping at your plush thighs. with abby moving you at a torturous pace, Ellie can actually lean in and play with your clit, kissing it, pulling it between her teeth, sucking it into her mouth. the problem? they've been at this for far too fucking long.

you're covered in sweat, body sore and tense and desperate for release. every time you try to bounce a lil faster, Ellie lands a smack on your inner thigh while Abby holds you impossibly still.

"Quit fucking moving baby, you said we could do whatever we wanted," Abby whispers into your ear, the softness of her voice juxtaposed with her words making your head spin. Abby smiles at the whine you let out, dropping your head back and giving her access to your neck. She's placing sloppy kisses wherever she can, moving you up and down again, one hand moving to grab at your tummy, loving the way the fat squishes through her fingers. The room is so fucking warm and her head is so fuzzy, and it's not made any better but the fucking sight between her legs.

Ellie is being so fucking mean with it, leaving little nips at your clit every now and then, sucking hickies onto your thighs, leaving scratches up and down and groping at the fat, loving on every inch she has access to. She's only using her mouth on you, her unfairly talented mouth, and you're shaking. every pass at your clit makes u tremble and whine, but you can't even grab at her bc abby is making you keep your hands behind your back, pressed against her abs.

she's in heaven, licking and sucking and tonguing at the places where your pussy stretches around the girthy black silicone, leaving it messy with her spit.

"Fuck, you taste so good babe, all needy and fucking soaked for us," and she's back to sucking at your clit, moaning against the swollen nub. and the angle Abby has you at, plus the way she's pushing at your stomach, is pushing the strap right into your sweet spot, and you really don't know how much you can take anymore.

"F-fuck, baby, please, Abs, Els, mm 'm gonna cum, fuck please," and you're crying, tears leaking down your face and getting immediately licked up by Abby, who's hips are punching the strap directly into your g-spot a little harder now. Ellie pulls away for a second, sitting up and giving you a messy kiss, smearing your slick over your face, before nodding at Abby and going back down.

Immediately, they're moving faster, Abby fucking into you harder as Ellie sucks and laves at your clit more and more, one of Ellie's hands moving up to play with your nipples, their actions catapulting you over the edge. You wail, convulsing around the strap, needy clit pulsing in Ellie's mouth as you leave a pretty little ring of white around the base of the strap, a tiny bit of squirt dribbling out onto Ellie's waiting tongue, both women praising you endlessly.

Abby slows down, letting you sit on the strap as Ellie sits up again, kneading at your thighs to soothe you, "Did so fucking good for us baby, think you can handle more?"

The sweet little nod you give them makes Ellie's heart skip a beat, already pulling you into her lap to let Abby grab your pretty pink vibrator <3

[allfoolsinluv]

“Spread your legs for mommy/daddy, I want to see you.”

“Did you come already?”

With Joel/tess/reader? please

i love your crave series <3

the way this whole scene FLASHED before my eyes as soon as i read this request... WHEW thank u for this one sweet nonnie 🥵 i do want to note that i changed the "spread your legs" prompt a smidge, only bc i don't see either Crave!Joel or Crave!Tess having a mommy/daddy kink with babysitter. i'm sorry but i hope the change i made is ok & that u still like it!!

from prompt list a:

#34: did you come already? #42: spread your legs for (me), I want to see you

pairing: Crave!Joel Miller x f!Reader x Tess Servopoulos

word count: 1.2k

rating: Explicit, 18+ only. Minors DNI.

warnings: established poly relationship, m/f/f dynamics, age gap (reader's in her 20s, Joel & Tess are in their 40s), unprotected p-in-v (wrap it up folks), dirty talk, praise, low-key dom/sub undertones, nipple play, fingering (f receiving), language

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“You’re doing so well, sweetheart. Taking his cock like such a good girl.”

You moan at her praise, turning your head to the side to look at her. She’s laid out alongside you, her head propped up on one hand while her other kneads at your breast. Your arch into her touch when she takes your nipple in between her fingers and pinches it.

Joel groans, “Fuck, she liked that, honey. Do it again.”

Tess smirks as she pinches your nipple again, rolling the bud in between her fingers. She leans in and kisses your neck, rasping against your skin, “Is that right, sweetheart? You like it when I play with your tits while Joel fucks your pretty pussy?”

“Yes,” you shout out, your eyes clenching shut against the nearly overwhelming pleasure they’re working to give you. “Fuck, I like it so much. Please don’t stop.”

“Wouldn’t dream of it, sweetheart,” Tess says. She lifts her head from the crook of your neck and watches your face as her hand moves from your chest down to your cunt. She spreads her fingers around where Joel is splitting you open, coating her fingers in your slick. The extra pressure pulls groans from you and Joel. She lingers there for a moment before bringing her fingers up to your clit and rubbing it in tight circles.

“Fucking christ,” Joel shouts at the way your cunt clenches around him, the words barely louder than your moans. His thrusts grow sloppier and more uncoordinated. Before he can stop himself, hips stutter in their movements and he stills against you, his spend filling your pussy. He drops down to his forearms, burying his face in the crook of your neck as he thrusts weakly against you, working himself through his orgasm.

“Fuck,” Tess sighs, pulling her hand out from between you and Joel to scratch at his scalp. “Did you come already?”

Joel grumbles in response. His breath on your neck makes you giggle.

“Did you come, sweetheart?” Tess asks you. You look up at her, your bottom lip in between your teeth as you shake your head no. She tsks softly and moves her hand down to Joel’s shoulder, shoving lightly at him.

“Come on, baby, scoot over. Let me take care of our girl now.”

Joel nods and slowly pulls out of you with a soft groan. You whimper at the feeling of his cock leaving you. As quick as you can, you clench your thighs together, keeping his come from leaking out of you and onto the bed. 

He plops down beside you, one of his hands moving to grip your chin. He turns your head to face him, and he angles you the way he wants before he leans in and presses his lips to yours. He wastes no time licking at the seam of your lips, begging for entrance. You don’t deny him, opening your mouth and granting his tongue access to yours. You moan into the kiss, completely uncaring of the way he smirks smugly against your lips at the noise. When he pulls away, you try to chase his lips, but he simply shakes his head, turning your attention back to Tess.

“Eyes on her, sweetheart.”

Tess smooths her hands up your calves and to your thighs, her nails digging into your flesh. It’s just on the right side of painful. “Spread your legs for me, I want to see you.” 

You obey her immediately, spreading your legs and putting your pussy on display for her. She groans at the sight of your wet folds, glistening with a mixture of your slick and Joel’s come. You can feel it starting to leak out of you, and Tess’ eyes zero in on it. She doesn’t even think about the action, she just does it—scoops his come up with her fingers, and shoves it back inside of you.

“Oh my god,” you moan, your eyes fluttering shut. She doesn’t waste any time in building you up, almost immediately fucking her fingers in and out of you in earnest, your lost orgasm roaring back to life.

“You look so fucking pretty with Tess’ fingers inside of you, sweetheart,” Joel groans, one of his rough hands moving up to cup your breast. His thumb rubs circles around your nipple, and when the sensation makes you clench around her fingers, Tess laughs.

“Oh, he was right, you do like that sweetheart.” She looks to Joel with a playful smirk and continues, “I don’t blame you for finishing early, baby. With how tight her pussy just got from that… I would’ve come, too.”

Joel glares at her and mumbles a quick shut up before he’s ducking his head down to pull your other nipple into his mouth. He rolls his tongue around it, getting it to a hardened peak before he sucks hard on it.

“Fuck!” You cry out. “Oh, fuck, I’m so fucking close, please don’t stop, don’t stop, please let me come.”

You’re babbling, you know you are, but you don’t fucking care. Joel’s hot mouth and rough fingers on your tits, his come being fucked back into your pussy by Tess’ fingers, how fucking fast and hard she’s moving… It’s somehow too much but not enough.

“Come on, sweetheart, that’s it,” Tess sighs. “I can feel you, you’re almost there. What do you need to come? Use your words, tell us what you need and we’ll give it to you.”

“My—” you cut yourself off with a choked whimper. You gasp as you try to catch your breath, and when you do, you manage to spit out, “my clit. Rub my clit. Fucking please, I need it.”

“You heard her, Joel. Rub her clit and make her cum.”

Joel doesn’t pull his mouth away from your chest as his hand moves down your pussy. He zeroes in on your clit right away, moving on pure muscle memory as he rubs it in the tight circles he knows will get you off quickly.

It’s just what you needed, your orgasm so close you can practically taste it. Your thighs start to tremble and your back arches off the bed as you start to feel the pressure build and build in your core. Joel pulls off your nipple with a pop at the same time that Tess angles her wrist to hit you just a tad deeper, the tips of her fingers brushing against the spot inside of you that always makes you see stars, and you’re done for.

You come hard around Tess’ fingers, everything inside of you drawing tight before it all releases. The pleasure spreads out from your core and all across your body. Tess works you through it with her fingers, praising you for how well you took them the whole time. 

When your body settles back against the mattress and your chest is no longer heaving, Tess slowly pulls her fingers from you. They’re dripping, coated in your slick and Joel’s come. She brings them up to her mouth and licks them clean with a moan.

“Fuck, you two always taste so good together,” she says when she pulls her fingers out of her mouth. Joel’s hand reaches up to squeeze her hip affectionately, and she bends down to plant a kiss on his lips. You watch as his mouth opens for her, and he groans at the taste of the two of you on her tongue. He pulls away and gives you a smirk.

“She’s right. We do taste good together.”

[cryingaboutit1514]

politely requesting possessive sex with melo and hex where they fucking fight over the reader and try to get her to say their name instead of the other please i am so feral for them

Author's note: whore 🤡🤡🤡 bro said I'm taking two at once that's crazy (btw I tried to make it longer for u but yk I suck)

Summary: possessive sex with lady meloco and sir hex who are in a damn competition to see who's name comes out your mouth first bc siblings are like that

Contains: nsfw content, possessiveness, praise, x fem reader, meloco x reader x hex, disgusting and pathetic smut again, very tiny degrading, 2 rounds, blowjob, pussy eating etc None of my works are proofread my kitten whiskers

You didn't exactly remember how you got in this position, sat in front of a mirror and being forced to watch as MELOCO KYORAN plays with your bundle of nerves, while you sit impaled by HEX HAYWIRE's girth with the occasional thrust up into your core that made you see stars.

"You feel good, pretty girl?" Melo asks with a small pinch that makes you whine in response. "Awww, so cute. Only I could ever get those noises out of you."

The last sentence targeted at Hex who simply scoffs. And with a thrust, you slap a hand over your mouth with a moan. "Sure, you can get her to whimper and whine, but i can get her to moan."

Melo glares at Hex, who glares back. You could feel the tension start to rise in the room, and sweat behinds to collect on the back of your neck. You would know what happens next.

Both start leaving marks and kisses down your soft throat, not even going easy on you. The harsh bites left you gasping, face reddening as they suckle on your flesh, all the while seeming to growl at each other like territorial animals. You couldn't do much about it, since it was they who could decide when you can cum. Melo was still toying with your clit, the incoming orgasms slowly approaching.

"Well if you think you can such sounds out of her, can you get her to say your name?" Melo cooes, massaging your clit at a faster rate.

You choke back a sob, resting your head back onto Hex's back. A low groan escapes his lips as he feels you squeeze around cock. Just as you feel the knot in your stomach about to snap, her fingers pulls away.

"I can get her to say my name before yours," Hex declares, the reason why Melo's fingers were now in the air and not in between your legs was him, who at the very last second snatched it away. Your essence dripped down her fingers and Melo jerked her hand out of his grip, sticking a tongue out at him before licking up the juices.

"Please..." you plead softly, squirming on the therapist's lap.

"Oh... fuck, princess give me a second," Hex whispers in your ear, before rising to his feet and bringing you with him. The sudden movement against your sensitivity causes you to whine in slight protest.

In a flash, the exorcist takes her place before you, squishing you in between the two student council members. One of her hands cups your bare breast, her thumb brushing over the hardening nipple and the other back to your swollen cunt. Hex still deep inside, chuckles in your ear.

"She was mine first, I set my eyes on her first," Melo says, narrowing her eyes at Hex.

"Well, you weren't the one who made the first move, did you now?" Hex counters, with a roll of his hips. Your eyes flutter shut, trying to suppress any noises from further slipping.

"Well, i touched her first!"

While they were bickering back and forth, your core drips onto the floor, embarrassingly so. Still sheathed in Hex's cock with occasional thrusts and Melo's ministrations on both your clit and nipple, only amplified the rejected orgasm. You begin panting like a bitch in heat, bucking into either with a soft whimper.

"What's wrong pretty girl?" Melo suddenly asks, her hand now tilting your chin up to look at her as tears form in your eyes. "Aww, you want to cum right?" You nod desperately. "Maybe if you moan my name first, I'll let you cum first."

Hex practically rolls his eyes back into his skull, slowly exiting your entrance before slamming hard back into you, his hands tight on your hips to keep you from falling forward. You cry out, gripping onto the excostist's shoulders for stability.

"Cmon love," Hex says into your ear, hands traveling your sides. "Say my name."

"No, say mine."

Your breaths get heavy as both begin to fuck into you at the same time, Melo trapping your mouth in a passionate kiss as Hex takes possession of your throat once more. His slow thrusts into you and her skilled fingers rubbing circles against you.

"She's mine," Hex growls at his classmate, slapping your ass to make you squeal against her lips.

"No, she is not!" Melo argues, bending down slightly to pop a nipple into her mouth. Your eyes roll back from the immense pleasure growing in the base of your stomach. You grip Melo's hair to press her further into you, and you reach up to Hex's face to caress it shakily.

Both seem to pause for only a moment, realizing you refusing to pick a side.

"What a naughty naughty girl you are," Melo tsks, drawing away from your swollen nipple. "Come on, cum for me."

Hex's shoves himself deep into you, nearly brushing against your cervix. "Cum for me too, darling."

Your cries increase in volume as you throw your head back against the taller, panting and moaning as the two make quick work of you. In a matter of seconds, the cord inside you snap as you released hard all over both Melo's hand and the therapist's length. Even more of your essence dripped onto the floor.

The two of them pull away, Hex's girth slowly dragging against your walls as he holds you upright. Melo cleans of her fingers, eyeing you like a cat would a mouse.

"Kneel," both the therapist and exorcist says in unison.

You look between them in a half dazed, half confused state. "...what?"

"On the floor, princess," Hex repeats, pushing down on your shoulders so you naturally give in, sitting in your own puddle of arousal. He moves to stand in front of you, his cock right in your view and in vicinity. "I want you to suck me off love."

"And i..." Melo drops to the floor as well, lays down and gestures to her face. "Come down here so you can sit on my face."

Your face flushes. What a dirty, dirty thing they had come up with! Round two already? You tried your best to ignore the growing flame in the pit of your tummy, squeezing your thighs together.

"Cmon princess, we don't have all day," Hex gently chides and you slowly get up and over Melo. "Good girl."

As you were about to carefully seat yourself on Melo's mouth, she grips your thighs, sharp nails digging in and shoves you down. A moan rips from your chest, mouth open and Hex took the opportunity to slide his cock in your mouth.

Hex groans at how good your mouth feels, pistoning in and out of your mouth easily, his fat tip already leaking pre cum and hitting the back of your throat each and every time. It almost made you gag a couple of times, tears running down your face.

Melo makes a mess out of your pussy, slurping all your arousal and sucking hard on your clit. Her tongue flicks in and out of your entrance and you clench around seemingly nothing. Melo moans into your scalding pussy and this shoots electricity up your spine, eliciting a moan out of your around Hex's dick.

"Fuck," Hex groans, grasping your hair hard as your eyes flutter shut. "Who's a good slut, hmm? Moan for me. I know you have a lot in your mouth right now sweetheart, but cmon, moan my name for me."

Teeth grazes your clit and you nearly jump. Clearly, Melo physically voiced her opinion as well. You knew she wanted you to moan her name, not the therapist.

You suck greedily on Hex's length, getting an approving hum in reward. Melo spreads your folds wider, tongue licking a stripe up your cunt. You ride her face hard, and received another approving hum from the exorcist this time.

Yet again, another orgasm tears through your body, causing you to shudder from head to toe with a drawn out moan. Melo helps you ride out your orgasm, her rough sucking decreasing to small kitten licks, cleaning you up.

Hex helps you dress again as Melo continues cleaning you up, exchanging glances with one another as you try to regain your breath.

"She didn't say either of our names today," Melo notes, letting you rest your head in her lap and she rubs your shoulder.

"That's alright," Hex responds simply. "We'll get her to next time."

Your eyes visibly widen at that.

What the hell does he mean, next time?