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[fitnessmentor]

How to Include ABS Exercises in Your Workout Routine

Are you trying to get your core strengthened and aiming for a six-pack? Although sit-ups can help, you can choose better. Here are three abdominal exercises that are better than sit-ups for that shredded-looking belly.

A strong core is correlated with good health and a fit body. Everyone wants to be able to show off their six-pack. Although it comes down to having a low body fat percentage, mainly done through diet, you should also exercise your abs to make the six-pack appear faster.

In the video below, sports teacher and YouTube fitness guru Alex Lorenz lists three abdominal exercises that are better than sit-ups. He co-founded the Calisthenic Movement. He has trained in calisthenics since 2012, uploading videos regularly for those interested in getting in shape using only their body weight.

Abs Exercises Are Better Than Sit-Ups

According to Lorenz, sit-ups will only work on your rectus abdominis, limit intensity, and negatively impact your spine. So, are these ab exercises better than the sit-ups that Lorenz talks about?

Knee Raise

Leg raises, or knee raises, are great for your abs, but the knee raise is cut here because it targets your abs without being hindered by your mobility or lack thereof.

The knee raise can be done in a supporting or hanging position. Ensure you don’t use any momentum to do the movement, as it takes away the tension from your abs.

Knee to Elbow Plank + Side Plank

These are two exercises combined that will get the best bang for your buck, which is why it is on this list of abdominal exercises better than sit-ups.

Always have a posterior pelvic tilt to engage the abs more for the first part of the exercise. Aim for a hollow body position for optimum core engagement.

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For the plank, keep your body as horizontal as possible; don’t just hang in your structures; push your arm, leg, and shoulder blade into the ground.

The side plank can be done with one or two legs on the ground; one leg is much harder to stabilize yourself.

Plank

If a regular plank is too easy, you can adjust the difficulty by lengthening the lever between your elbows and feet, the two supporting points. The further you move your body backward, the harder the exercise gets.

However, the bigger the distance, the more stress you will put on your spine, which is terrible if you cannot hold the position with your pelvis tilted forward.

This exercise can also be done by removing one foot from the ground, one hand, or both to add instability and create more tension in your abs.

Those are the three abdominal exercises that are better than sit-ups and should be incorporated into your training whenever possible. To see how each exercise is performed precisely, with extra tips from Lorenz, click on the video below.

[gilverrwrites]

I love imaging Dick, Tim, and Damian sneaking around trying to meet Jasons new gf because they just wanna be involved in his life and they know if they they leave it to Jay they wont meet her u til they're married with kids 😭

AND ‘omg us meeting Jason’s siblings when’

AN: Ngl I love this idea too, its so shitty of them but they have the best of intentions.

Damian

A boy no older than 14 with eyes that pierce the soul was not what you'd expected to find on Jason's couch the very first time he'd left you alone there. Jason had to dip out unexpectedly early, and had promised you run of the place until he got back so you'd slept in as long as you could and were on your way to make breakfast when you're greeted by the hell-child.

Once your initial fright wears off you realise you recognize him from a photo Jay had showed you which makes you feel slightly more at ease.

“Good morning? Damian right?” You offer as you pass him, be-lining for the coffee machine, you're gonna need caffeine if you're meeting any member of Jay's family for the first time. “Can I get you anything?”

“Alfred says it's unbecoming to sleep past 9.” Besides the initial glare he'd graced you with as you emerged from the bedroom, he doesn't even look up at you, his eyes glued to the pages of a book. Like brother like brother, you guess.

“Oh, well. Good thing Alfreds not here then.” You add a small laugh, trying to inject some humour to the situation. Damian does not respond in kind. “Is that a no? I think there's some chocolate cereal around here somewhere.”

“What do you do for work that allows you to be in my brother's home in the middle of the day?”

Jeez this kid is no-nonsense. “Or I could make pancakes, I make really good pancakes.”

“And tell me what exactly are your intentions with my baby brother?” Baby?

“I think there's some chocolate chips around here somewhere. Jason says you like chocolate. Chocolate pancakes?”

“Do you always avoid questions?”

“Are you always so intense?”

He slams the book closed and you nearly jump on the spot. He finally looks at you, really looks at you and as you stare back his features begin to soften slightly.

“I’ll have a coffee.”

You're certain from the sly look on his face that he's probably not allowed coffee. He certainly doesn't need any. But screw it, he's not your kid and if it gets him to like a little, you'll take the risk.

So you pour two coffees and join him on the couch. His questions do not cease until Jason returns about an hour later. He couldn't care less about the coffee, but he does care about Damian breaking in to interrogate his partner and immediately kicks Damian out.

Dick

Dick finds out about your existence from one of Damian’s letters, and he's subtle but pushy about meeting you. Not that you're aware. He keeps ‘dropping by’ Jason's apartment ‘just to see his lil brother’, no other reason but is told to get lost or downright ignored anytime you're there, until he decides to cut out the middle man and turn up at your home instead.

“Let me tell you, you are a hard person to get a hold of.” He informs as he invites himself through your front door.

“Um, hello Dick?” As you stare at his lush hair and sculpted abs you wonder what Alfred feeds these boys.

“Yep! I can't stay so I’ve gotta make this quick.” he gestures for you to come closer, speaking in a playful, conspiratorial whisper. “Jay doesn't know I'm here.”

That would be why he can't stay, Jason is due at your door any minute now.

“But you two seem to be getting pretty serious and I think it's important that we all get to know each other. You following?”

You nod, and he gives you the perkiest, most genuine smile. That or he has that exact look practised to a T. From what Jay tells you, either is possible.

“So, Barbara and I, that's my wife” You nod once more, you're aware of Barbara also. “have booked a table at Casa Gotica for Thursday night. We need you to get Jason there without letting on that it's a double date.”

“I don’t know.” you finally give your nodding head a break. “Jay and I don’t lie to each other.”

“Right. I can't begrudge that. Very glad to hear he's picked an honest one.” He takes a moment to straighten his thoughts, but his moment is cut short but the echo of Jason’s combat boots approaching your door. Dick’s eyes rapidly scan the room for a secondary exit before he settles on an open window. “Don't think of it as lying, think of it as omitting the truth. Whatever you have to do just be there for 6.30. Oh, and it's great to meet you!”

“You too.”

“Thursday, 6.30!”

Before you can agree he’s gone, presumably scaling the side of your building as Jay steps inside.

Tim

Tim was actually the first to be aware of you and your relationship with his brother, however, the very real possibility of being gutted by Jason for snooping in his personal life was too high for him to make a move.

But you seeking him out is a different story; or rather, you being the first to say hi when you bump into each other in line at the grocery store is different. It would be rude not to respond to your attempts at initiating a conversation.

“Hello, hi, are you Tim? You don't know me but I’m Jasons partner. Its so great to meet you.”

“I know who you are.” He states rather ominously, eyes darting around behind you. “Is he here?”

“No, but he's picking me up after.” His shoulders visibly ease.

“Cool cool cool.” He’s suddenly much more personable. “So, I hear you're into…”

That chatting doesn't dry or lul at all as the queue dwindles and both buy your groceries. He waits with you until you get confirmation from Jay that he's on his way. He's easily the chillest sibling you've met thus far.

When Jason arrives he gets out of the car to open the boot and passenger door for you as always, but not before he thrusts his phone in your face. “Where is he?”

Displayed on the screen is a selfie of Tim with you in the background, you absolutely do not remember it being taken.

[suhlogic]

cold sweat [kim mingyu x fem!oc]

warnings: fwb, sexual tension, size kink, creampie, manhandling, daddy kink, overstimulation, mingyu is really touchy, dom!mingyu, sub!reader, fingering, unprotected sex , porn with little plot , body worship, pussy-eating, car sex , a bit of a self-indulgent fic

you and mingyu have been friends since your senior year of high school. the two of you were as thick as thieves, it didn’t matter if there was the risk of being separated in college— you two would always find each other during holidays and summer breaks in your hometown. but there was just one problem: you were falling hard and fast for the one and only kim mingyu. your mingyu who’s six feet and two inches tall of pure happiness and sweet disposition, the one who’d drop everything for you whenever you’re down, the person who was always cheering you on, and not to mention how handsome he is with his tan skin and prominently defined arms with his toned back as wide as the pacific ocean and those toned abs— but god, his smile and his contagious laugh that you could just constantly put on repeat no matter what time of day it is has you secretly pining away for your best friend. 

being physically intimate with him was not an uncharted territory  for the two of you, it just sort of happened one time when he came home drunk to your place and stumbled on your bed falling into a deep slumber as he cuddled you close in his hazy state. but you two never really brought up that night ever again, it did not matter if you two were sober or not, one of you would always offer cuddles and maybe a few stolen kisses in between especially when the both of you were stressed over schoolwork. it didn’t take that long for you to notice that mingyu was initiating them more often but repressed the thought that he could actually like you because you were just silly old you— always the best friend, never the girlfriend. but, little did you know, he fell first for you. of course he’d never admit that for the sake of protecting the friendship.

[10:00PM]

it was already late at night and you couldn’t stop tossing and turning in your bed so you decided to get up and shower to get ready for the 24/7 gym just near your apartment complex. after getting your things prepared, you decided to ring up mingyu to join you on your workout—or as he calls it, “gymscapade” for when you both get so stressed you need to work out a sweat. he picks up after two rings, voice clearly woken up from a deep slumber. “hey, what’s up?” he replies, “would you wanna go workout with me right now?” you ask, hoping he’s not too lazy in the confines of his bed on the other line.  “yeah, just let me get ready in a bit. call you soon when i’m there.” he says with a yawn. “okay, just meet me at the gym near my place just so i can get a good warmup.” you say as the both of you exchange your goodbyes. 

you make it to the gym not long after and decided to unzip your jacket halfway through your warmup. you were actually the only one in the gym since it was already quite late. while working up a sweat on the lat pulldown machine, you saw mingyu from the corner of your eye entering wearing  grey sweatpants and a compression tank top. he starts to warm up for a bit as you went to where he was, “what are you going to do today?” he asked, stretching out his arms. “i’ll just do a few upper and lower body workouts, maybe squeeze in some lifting too,” you say, as you take a sip from your water bottle. it never really struck you how handsome mingyu was until as of late, it just wasn’t in the books for the two of you to actually get together or even fuck at the very least but knowing how tiny and short you were compared to his huge, tall frame made you run a bit hot and wet down there. 

“care to spot me while i do bench presses?” he says as he takes off the dumbbells from the racks. you could barely lift what he pressed, it’s almost all-consuming seeing mingyu lay on the bench while you looked down at him as he lifted and praising him every time he’d do it. this position was not good for your health, all you could ever think about was him eating you out whenever he would moan out of exertion. you still had a few sets on the lat pulldown machine to go and asked him to spot you, to help you with your form since he was going to the gym longer than you have been. 

mingyu couldn’t stop looking at you. your hair up in a messy ponytail, wearing a cute workout set with just a pastel pink sports bra with tight-fitting compression shorts of the same color. you were so oblivious yet fucking obvious about how bad you wanted your friend to fuck you and he saw right through it. the way your skin would suddenly feel warm under his touch or how you’d hide the hitches in your breath whenever he was too close to you while he observes your workouts. as you were doing your set, he was behind you closing the gap between you two as he made sure you were feeling the burn in all the targeted muscles. as he lowered down to your level on the seat, your back brushed against his crotch and felt something huge and hard. “good girl, just one more and you’re done.” he whispered lowly in your ear as you exhaled when you let go of the bar in an upwards motion. 

as the two of you were helping each other finish workouts, he couldn’t help but gaze into your eyes with a hidden intent and leaned in for a kiss which made you set your dumbbells down on the floor with a loud thud booming through the room. it took you aback and you pulled away from the kiss, mingyu was shocked at your action and stared at you with wide eyes. “i’m sorry i couldn’t help it ever since that night i never stopped thinking about you.” he says, as you pulled him in closer and kissed him harder as your tongues became entangled. “jump,” he whispers as he starts to carry you. fuck, it was really hot seeing him take the lead and it made you weaker for him than ever before. he puts you down before you could even leave hickeys on his neck, “y/n, i’m not going to fuck you here, let me be a gentleman and take you back to my place,” he says with a mischievous smile, lips red and swollen from the steamy makeup session. 

both of you grabbed your things and went inside his car, the tension was hot and heavy as his hand were rubbing your thigh further riling you up while he drove through the quiet streets of the city with you weak and submissive under his touch.    it was something that set your insides on fire— seeing mingyu’s hand veins pop out from gripping the steering wheel hard resisting himself from pulling over and fucking you in the nearest empty parking lot he could find. as soon as the stoplight turned red, he looked over at you with a menacing smirk. “god, you just look so pretty and desperate for me, huh?”

you couldn’t help but be more turned on as you felt your core get wetter just because of his words and before you knew it, he was taking off your seatbelt for you and leaning in for a desperate kiss with his tongue exploring your mouth as if he had been waiting for this moment. “go in the backseat, now” he said in between breaths while still cupping your face, his usual kind and bright eyes, now filled with lust and a dominating gaze desperately telling you how bad he wanted this. as you made your way into the back, he followed suit and did not waste time taking off your bra showing off your huge boobs, its buds already hardened from the cold air. he smirked as you whined at how he took your nipples between his fingers and played with them, mingyu then sat you on his lap and felt his manhood through his sweatpants as you were just only left in your tight shorts that were clearly thin. “princess, you look so pretty like this. all naked and wet for daddy, huh?” he whispered as you began to grind your clothed pussy on his hard dick, just more wanting more from him. craving mingyu like he was the kind of drug you needed, so intoxicating yet so worth the risk. 

with lust-filled eyes, mingyu looked up at you and pulled you in for a rough kiss, tongues tied with one another. as he pulled away once more, he started to leave love bites all over your neck and chest not giving a fuck who sees it— all he knows is that you're his by day's end. his rough hands began to roam your body and unclasped your bra skillfully letting your huge tits be free. his mouth immediately latched onto your tit while his fingers began to rub the nipple in between the other one.

"fuck, daddy please i wanna feel you inside," you moaned. he just smirked as he began to flip you onto the backseat so he'd be on top of you. "patience, angel, good girls get to cum." he whispers through gritted teeth, grinding his hard cock on your pussy, still clothed yet the thong you wore hardly doing anything to cover the wetness. as mingyu goes down on you to take off your underwear, he leaves kisses on your stomach and hips, "god, you look so gorgeous fucked out for me, why didn't we fuck sooner?" he moans in between kisses. he inserts two of his fingers inside your dripping pussy, "so fucking tight for me, yeah, can't wait for my dick to be inside hm?"  he says as you could  just lose all sense of rationality with how good he is with his fingers. he then lowers his head down in between your thighs and eats you out, licking your clit as if he's a starved man. 

"daddy, please i'm so fucking close," you whine, tears of pleasure filling your eyes. mingyu proceeds to insert three of his fingers and fucked you faster with it, his long and thick digits began to curl inside, "you like being a slut for me yeah? who fucking owns you?" he moans, "you daddy, please.. gyu.. .more," you say as he coaxes you into your first orgasm. he takes out his fingers, your cum coating his fingers as he proudly licks and sucks them off with pride with a devilish smirk. "you taste so sweet, angel... " he says as you begin to claw at the waistband of his  sweatpants, desperate to feel his dick inside you. he smirks at how helpless you look and removes his bottoms along with his boxers, his hard, long dick standing in its full glory slapping against his chiseled abs,  as its girth makes you wonder how it could fit inside of you.

"will it fit, gyu?" you ask in a small voice. "oh, we'll make it fit, princess, i've prepped you enough yeah?" he begins to jack off his dick preparing to put it inside. "fuck, you look so small for me, all for me..so pretty spread out like this," he moans as he teases the tip of his dick in between your folds and slowly thrusts it inside of you. "fuck...my god gyu so fucking good, please...move," you whine as he begins to slowly move inside of you taking his sweet time to be inside of you. god knows how fucking long he waited to have you like this, you just looked so angelic and slutty under him, it took everything in him to not fill you to the brim with his cum right there. his hands tightly gripped your waist as he pounded into you faster, feeling how big he is inside, hitting the tip of your cervix. you put your arms around the nape of his neck as you pull him in for a passionate kiss, hands roaming around his toned upper back leaving scratches on it as your nails dig into its broad surface. 

you feel his thrusts get faster and deeper as he began to rub your clit helping you to also reach your second orgasm, "i'm fucking close baby, " he moans as his thrusts get sloppier. "cum..inside..me..it's okay,'m on the pill daddy"you whine out as you two feel each other's release, his cum mixed with yours dripping down your thighs. mingyu pulled out as he reached into the glovebox compartment for a box of tissue helping you clean up. "fuck...what just happened?" he asks, giggling. "we fucked," you laugh as he pulls you closer to him in the tight space with the steam-filled windows from the sex earlier. "so...i like you..a fucking lot," he starts as he begins to intertwine his fingers with yours and kisses your forehead, "yeah, i do too gyu," you smile as you pull him in closer for another kiss, this time full of love and gentleness. "let's go home and finish what we started, yeah?" he says while you two begin to get dressed up and drive back to his place for the night. 

[nvuy]

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i always had this thing where you are an on call mechanic and you travel to planets and people commission you to fix their cars or their ships or whatever. you own a little warehouse on your home planet, whatever whatever.

you love your job. you’re also a bit of a grouch though. bit snarky, sarcastic, but you can offer some good advice if you need to.

you also happen to be the mechanic elio calls on when their ship needs repairs. it’s all completely secret. they call you in, you come on board, fix their shit, they pay you nicely, and then you leave.

you know them all well enough by now.

you’ve got elio who, when you come on board, says, “oh, by the way, watch the stairs on your way down.” (and surely enough you end up toppling down because there’s a loose step and you bruise your knee) (thanks for the warning). sometimes, you’re convinced he breaks their mangy old coffee machine just so you can visit again.

kafka loves to mess with you, but she means well. she enjoys a good chat, and sometimes when she’s not busy, she’ll follow you down to the engine and bring coffee. she drinks it black. gross.

she’ll ask about you, what you’ve been up to, how you’re feeling, whatever whatever. calls you beautiful, too. you guys probably kissed once. it’s sort of complicated.

blade is unfortunately your favourite. you love giving him giant hugs when you cross paths on the ship, and sometimes it’s like a reward when he returns the favour. at first you thought he was some big brooding hulk of a man, and then you learned he’s actually just some dude with really big arms. you also learn he owns bunny slippers and he likes pancakes, as weird as that is.

silver wolf cooks them best. you don’t really speak to her; she’s way too absorbed in her phone, but she thinks you’re cool. sometimes asks you questions about her PC or phone hardware and stuff, to which you reply, “i’m not tech support, weirdo.” she knows that, but your reactions are always fun. if kafka’s not around, she’ll show you the clothes she’s planning to buy online.

so you’re a common occurrence on the shuttle, sure. imagine your damn surprise when you stomp on board in the morning and when kafka greets you over her coffee, you accidentally shoulder check some random skinny dude (that’s not elio, because elio wouldn’t stand in the way at all) when you open the door.

you don’t pay it mind.

rather, you barely even notice and stalk over to the stupid machine while elio waves you a good morning. as you’re working, kafka leans on the bench next to you and offers you some of her coffee. it’s gross, but it keeps you awake enough to finish the job.

she’s chatting about whatever again until she falls comfortably silent.

“so, uh…” the machine buzzes to life as you plug it back into the wall. “what’s with angel face?”

she hums. “sunday.” she’s watching him now. silver wolf is showing him something on her phone, and he looks hilariously confused. “poor bird’s lost. flew too close to the sun.”

whatever that meant.

she takes her mug back from her hands. “why? like him?”

you hum lowly. when you turn and lock eyes with him, sunday quickly looks back down at silver wolf’s phone.

“handsome.” you weigh your options. “i think we’ll get along just fine.”

you were both doomed from the start, you and sunday. the pining was so obvious. you both practically chased each other around and then played it off as a coincidence when you bumped into to each other.

blade took it no mind, silver wolf gagged every time you two interacted. elio thought it was sweet, actually (he’s not surprised at how you two have developed). kafka plays wingwoman, because of course she does. she won’t voice it, but she thinks you both deserve to feel love again.

[gothgleek]

Adrian Chase Nsfw Alphabet

TW: mentions of canon torture (nothing explicit or of a sexual nature though), blood, and knife play.

Disclaimer: I do not own Peacemaker or DC Comics or the images used in any form.

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A = Aftercare (what they’re like after sex)

This boy is touch starved so no matter how long the two of you were going at it, Adrian will wrap around you like an octopus and kiss your neck.

Unfortunately, Adrian is also cringe. He will give you a high five and thank you for letting him ‘smash that ass!’ Every. Single. Time.

B = Body part (their favorite body part of theirs and also their partner’s)

Adrian spent a lot of time crafting his body into the killing machine that it is so he loves his entire body (except his missing toes) but his most favorite would probably be his ass. He likes the way you react when you see it. But before you, it was his abs.

His favorite part of you is your ass as well. He’s an ass man.

C = Cum (anything to do with cum, basically)

He likes cumming on your ass but if you beg him enough he’ll cum inside you too. If you wear glasses, he likes covering it with cum as well.

D = Dirty secret (pretty self explanatory, a dirty secret of theirs)

He likes eating ass (but that’s hardly a secret).

He also fantasizes about fucking you while he’s on patrol but that’s unfortunately illegal so he only enjoys it in theory rather than practice. (Unfortunately, he takes vigilantism very seriously.)

E = Experience (how experienced are they? do they know what they’re doing?)

Not a ton of experience. Honestly, he’s only had threesomes with Chris and whoever is into Chris. He tends to be ignored but he was happy to watch. “Less chances of getting my mask removed!” It takes him a minute to realize you only want him and a little longer how to have sex with only one other person.

F = Favorite position (this goes without saying)

Anything involving picking you up. He likes to show off how strong he is for you. He gives you a whole goofy smile and everything. Alternatively, any position where he can grab, smack, or watch his cock go in and out of your ass.

G = Goofy (are they more serious in the moment? are they humorous? etc.)

Pre- relationship, he was adamant that the mask stays ON during sex. Post relationship he was serious about learning how to please you. Other than that, the two of you are bound to burst into giggles at least twice while fucking.

H = Hair (how well groomed are they? does the carpet match the drapes? etc.)

He is waxed because his suit is best without hair getting caught. But if you preferred he grew it out for a vacation away from vigilantism, his public hair is a dirty blonde and his chest hair is a light brown.

I = Intimacy (how are they during the moment? the romantic aspect)

He is hardly a natural romantic and the advice he gets from Chris has… mixed results to say the least. His attempts at romance are cheap and cheesy at the least (flower petals in the shape of a heart, a box of dollar store chocolate, some leftover pie from the diner, etc.) But he does make you feel looked at and cared for during sex.

J = Jack off (masturbation headcanon)

Doesn’t really get horny, maybe a few times a month, since he is pretty busy. Of course, upon meeting you he is willing to

K = Kink (one or more of their kinks)

He’s into roleplay, especially the kinds where he can rescue you.

L = Location (favorite places to do the do)

He’s pretty vanilla in this aspect as he likes to fuck inside his place. But he does enjoy picking you up and taking you from room to room.

M = Motivation (what turns them on, gets them going)

He likes making you laugh at his dirty jokes and pickup lines. He always likes you covered in lingerie and blood and hopes to see you in both one day. Outside of you, if he kills someone in a really cool way, he will run home and start eating you out without even taking his uniform off.

N = No (something they wouldn’t do, turn offs)

The funniest answer is that I think that Adrian has all the federal and state laws memorized so he will not do anything illegal- even the ridiculously outdated laws. Like, if you happen to be in one of the states that forbids extramarital sex like Utah or Idaho, he will not have sex with you until you cross that border.

O = Oral (preference in giving or receiving, skill, etc.)

He’s a giver 1000% but he also enjoys getting a blowjob while you have someone else (aka Chris) or a toy in your ass and watching you give someone/a toy a blowjob while he fucks you.

P = Pace (are they fast and rough? slow and sensual? etc.)

He’s used to doing it hard and fast but he does dedicate a lot of time to foreplay.

Q = Quickie (their opinions on quickies, how often, etc.)

Quickies with the two of you were born out of necessity since you’re traveling together. Even when you settle down for long periods of time, he will have a quickie in the motel room if you ask. But in those moments, he would prefer to take his time with you.

R = Risk (are they game to experiment? do they take risks? etc.)

I think he would be into knife play and maybe wax play but that’s as far as he will go. Someone brought up the idea of using a cattle prod and he was curious but right now he associates extreme bdsm with losing his toes and nothing is as much of a boner killer as that.

S = Stamina (how many rounds can they go for? how long do they last?)

By virtue of his threesome exclusive past, he is used to going multiple rounds. His recovery period depends on how much exercise he’s gotten that day but he will use toys or something to keep you ready for him.

T = Toys (do they own toys? do they use them? on a partner or themselves?)

He appreciates toys and will use them on his partner. He’s especially found of DP-ing you with a teal dildo you bought together. Sometimes, if he’s feel cruel, he’ll tie you up and leave a vibrator on your clit.

U = Unfair (how much they like to tease)

He’s a pretty impatient guy who values the power of a quickie but he knows sometimes teasing is better than the actual sex.

V = Volume (how loud they are, what sounds they make, etc.)

He’s not loud but he is super chatty and will talk you through it.

W = Wild card (a random headcanon for the character)

He would like to have sex with you on a boat with flames on it while dolphins swim around you two. Ideally, you would also be a mermaid in this scenario.

He also had Chris make him a sex playlist… depending on your taste in music, it’s very cute or incredibly cringey.

X = X-ray (let’s see what’s going on under those clothes)

Solid muscle with a v line and no body hair and an ass like a baseball player. He likes to say he’s as smooth as a dolphin.

Y = Yearning (how high is their sex drive?)

Pretty low. You usually are the one to initiate things. Non-sexually though, he is pretty clingy and wants to be with you all the time.

Z = Zzz (how quickly they fall asleep afterwards)

He falls asleep pretty quickly, he likes to keep his days and nights busy after all!

[seattlesellie]

Ellie n abby eat ass I jus know it. Lmk what/how u think they go abt it

this was supposed to be a blurb. i swear to god.

abby ˚ʚ♡ɞ˚: baby blue

abby swears she likes patrols. she swears she does. they make her feel powerful, important, leave her panting with rushes of adrenaline coursing through her veins. she swears she likes them, but lately, her favorite thing about patrol started being coming home to you. seeing the look on your face, how your eyes light up, how you immediately pounce on her begging for a hug. your smell, your delicate hands trailing shapes down her stomach while she tells you about all the things she saw, all the things she killed. the best thing, however, were the things she brought. a delicate flower, a silly pin, a teddybear, anything that reminded her of you - she’d claim as hers. with her hands covered in blood, the sight of her large arms holding a pink duck plushie was borderline comedic. this one time, she even brought you a “cool looking rock” that she was so ashamed to gift you, but you ended up it putting beneath your pillow. everything she brought you was so special, so you, so abby.

last patrol, abby swore she met jesus. for abby, jesus wasnt the tiny pale blue skirt. jesus was you wearing it. when she found the fabric under a big pile of dusty clothes, her eye’s completely lit up. “oh shit” she muttered, a huge grin on her face, making manny side eye her so bluntly. the abby, the war machine, was giddy over a pale blue skirt?

“its not for me” was all she said, as if it was the most obvious thing in the world.

it was a wednesday afternoon, and abby was on patrol. again. the fact is, being without abby was like being without your very own source of holy water. her absence left you wandering around the wlf base like an aimless puppy, searching for stuff to do. one moment you were wandering the cafeteria, and five minutes later, you found yourself laying on top of one the gym benches, counting the cracks on the wall and trailing their shapes on your stomach.

“hey” you heard a familiar voice peaking behind you.

“oh- hey maya” you said, chirpy as ever. “whatcha doing?” the brunette responded, leaning on the wall near you. “nothing much… just laying here” you said with a smile, and got up to face her. “nice skirt” she said, visibly looking you up and down. getting looks from people wasnt new to you. whether it was for your looks, or the fault of your girlfriend, being looked at by curious eyes wasnt an exactly unfamiliar experience.

“thanks, abby got it for me on patrol” you responded with a big smile. talking about her always made you get like this. giddy, smiley, blushing.

“course she did” the brunette scoffed, gave you another piercing look and smiled. you let out a small sigh, suddenly feeling vulnerable at the amount of skin showing. to say that skirt was skimpy would be an understatement. “you look good” she retreated, and licked her lips slightly. you werent stupid, you knew people wanted you. but people also knew better than to mess with abbys girl. what you did notice, was maya’s advances at you. what you didnt, was abby standing in the corner of the gym’s entrance, examining you.

“leave her alone for 5 fucking minutes” she muttered under her breath and scoffed to herself. the jealousy was flooding her, but abby was a stern woman. with herself, and with other people. she knew how to manage herself, how to control her emotions, which is why she knew how to stop herself from ripping the girl to shreds, leaving her a mess on the floor.

slowly, she walked towards you.

big hands wrapped across your waist, startling you, making your breath hitch.

“abs!” you almost screeched. she smelled like wood and pine, she smelled like abby, your abby.

“hey there” she said sofly, still hugging you from behind, planting a delicate, soft kiss on top of your shoulder, squeezing you. abby couldnt help but glare at the girl in front of you, not breaking her eye contact. if that look had a name, it would be the “i’m gonna fucking strangle you” look. the girl rocked from one foot to the other, visibly perplexed. “nice catching up”, she mumbled.

“abs, think you scared her…” you said, turning around to face her. her icy blue eyes were burning through you. uh oh.

“yeah yeah” she scoffed, and immediately dropped her hands from your waist. one moment, she was hugging you. the next, she was benching.

“wh… not even gonna give me a kiss?” you asked, looking lost and confused. not even a kiss?

“mmph” she scoffed, yet again, while lifting another weight. her biceps were bulging through her shirt, shirt slightly hitching up with every lift, exposing her toned, beautiful v- line to you. if you didnt have any self respect, youd be drooling all over your shirt right now.

“abbyy? hello?” you stepped forward and waved your hand across her face. she immediately dropped the weights down to the floor, got closer to you, and whispered in your ear, not touching you for even a second. “that skirt?” she eyed you up and down, like she was examining her prey. “what?” you questioned, slightly pouting at her stern gaze.

“thats what you get up to when im not here?”

it all clicked now. you took a step forward, and said; “maybe if you didnt leave me…” and rolled your eyes at her. she immediately opened her eyes widely, perplexed at your sudden rush of courage. abby hated when you disrespected her. abby hated your eye rolling habit even more.

“what did you just say?” she said, squinting her eyebrows slightly. you took a step back, but if one moment you were in front of her, at the next one, in the speed of light, she grabbed your wrist forcefully and started dragging you behind her. she was walking so fast, her steps so big compared to yours, you basically had to skip to catch up with her. her grip became tighter and tighter, and by the moment you left the gym, she was practically walking you like a dog.

as soon as you stepped inside the cafeteria, someone had the audacity to approach abby. “hey ab-“ the friendly voice said. “not now” she was almost growling. her grip was hurting you, leaving red marks.

“ouch- abby- that hurts” what was she doing? she stopped right in her tracks, turned you around to face her, and her gaze softened for a moment. she grabbed your wrist, planted a soft kiss while maintaining eye contact, and a moment later continued with her dragging.

usually, walking from the gym to her room would take you 15 minutes. today, it took 8.

she opened the door with her key, hand still grabbing your wrist.

as she opened the door, she practically slammed you across it, almost kicking you to her room. “wha-“ was all you could mutter, before she closed the door with a bang, and pushed you on the door, grabbing both of your wrists now. you could feel her hot breath against your neck, and you couldnt help but arch your back, popping your ass ever so slightly. that act made abby let out a mean chuckle. “slut” she whispered to you, but it was more for her to hear.

she pushed up against you, her strong chest slamming you further against the door.

“its like that, yeah?” she whispered in your ear, sending shivers down your spine. you couldnt help but whimper. “like what?” you whined.

“like you want everyone to see you, huh?” she cood, leaving you breathless beneath her frame.

“want everyone to see whats mine?”

she whispered against you, hers.

“n- no abby…” you whined, as your cunt started to ache. you felt suddenly so embarrassed, so vulnerable cheeks heating up.

she started panting, getting all worked up from hearing you whine against her. if she wasnt so mad, shed turn you around, make you face her. shed wanna look into your eyes, see you. but she cant, she just wants to ruin you now, ruin you for anyone else but her.

her hand started going further and further up your shirt, and she felt so warm, her hands so big and calloused against your soft skin. she forcefully ripped the lace bra (that she got you) away from your breasts, pinched your nipples harshly, and began toying with them as if they belonged only to her. you moaned at her touch, releasing a sound so loud it could make the entire base explode. could people hear you? yes. did abby give a fuck? absolutely not.

“want everyone to see your ass, huh?” she tsks, as she shamelessly pushed her crotch against your ass, making you whimper.

“n-no abby…” you whispered. abby yanked your hair down, releasing a choked up moan from your lips. that moan mafe her cunt ache just as much as yours.

she sighed, and demanded your answer. “whos ass is this?” she slapped both of your ass cheeks harshly, making you almost scream. yeah, thats gonna leave a mark, she thought.

“s’yours abby” you yelped. her body was so hot against yours, so rough and forceful you could almost see stars.

“who owns this ass?” she asked, bringing both of her hands to wrap around your neck, and your throat felt like it was fucking burning, holding on to your lungs, not letting you breathe in the slightest.

“answer me” she grunted, trailing bite marks down your back.

“you!” you whispered, all choked up, feeling the hot tears leaking from your face. your cunt ached for friction, just something to feel your clit grind against.

you almost say it, almost tell her, how much your pussy needs her, how wet shes making you, how deeply you want to get fucked, but all that comes out of your mouth are desperate little moans and breaths that make abby’s head spin.

“need to hear you say it” she grunts, drops her hands from your throat and lands another harsh slap on your ass, one that leaves her hand practically vibrating.

youre full on mumbling now, drunk on her touch. “you own this ass abby” and fuck, if hearing those words didnt kill her.

she immediately dropped down to her knees, and before you know it, shes yanking your panties down from your aching cunt, the fabric leaving a burn mark on your inner thigh. “ahh abby- ab- abby” you moan incoherent. “thats right, just like that” she said in a high pitched voice, almost desperate.

“my fucking ass” she mumbles to herself, and the next thing you know shes parting your asscheeks with her rough hands so hard you could almost tear in half.

the sight made her breath hitch, and when she finally managed to steady her breathing, a deep sigh escapes her lips. your ass spread open like this for her, the fact that she can see everything leads her to moan and clench her thighs together.

she spat out a huge glob, and as youre whimpering and backing your ass up for her, she starts rubbing the spit on your tightest hole, making it glisten, making the spit run down your thighs like diamonds. “please abby…” you whine. it feels so fucking good but you need more - her hot breaths are caressing your hole, making you clench tight.

she slowly starts rubbing her pointer finger up and down your slit, making your knees buck. you almost fall down from the pleasure, almost crumble beneath her, but her free hand is holding down your ankle not letting you move in the slightest, gluing you to the ground.

suddenly, you feel the warmth of her tongue on your tight little hole. shes growling in it, cupping her cunt because she just couldnt help herself. her tongue goes up and down, and then right inside you, and your mind goes completely numb, fucked out of your ass.

“mmhhm” she mumbles. “so fucking good”, and it sounds animalistic. her hand leaves her core, and she gives you another harsh slap, grabbing your asscheek and smothering it with her hand, kneading it like soft dough, jiggling it like her life depends on it.

her tongue moves from your tight hole to the hole of your pussy, slurping up all of the juices youre leaking, combined with her globs of spit. the sounds of harsh slurping and moaning are leaving her mouth and you feel like youre gonna come undone from just her tongue deep in your ass, and then - she stops. all the contact is gone, leaving you breathless, scratching the door.

“wh- wh” you started panting uncontrollably. you wanted to ask her what she was doing. why did she stop. you couldnt even speak. she got up, not even bothering to clean up the mess that was running down her chin, making it sticky and warm.

“gonna split you in half” she says, and you swore you were gone.

[mrsshabana]

𝐌𝐞𝐞𝐭𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐆𝐲𝐮𝐭𝐚𝐫𝐨 𝐚𝐭 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐆𝐲𝐦 ‧₊˚⋆

꒦꒷‧₊ Content MDNI 18+, Some fluff but Gyutaro is a pervert ꒦꒷‧₊ Note 1k words. I wrote this over a year ago and completely forgot about it. I thought it'd be fitting for the new year so I decided today would be a good day to post it. Hope you all enjoy it!

Gyutaro hates working out and he hates going to the gym. But his sister bought him a subscription and some sessions with a personal trainer for Christmas. Since he's always complaining about how skinny he is and how much he hates his body, she thought this would be a good gift. It was a sweet gesture, but he would prefer to just work out from home.

Even though he despises working out, he has been making noticeable progress. Especially with his arms and chest. His personal trainer, Kyojuro, is very good at his job, albeit a little annoying. He's far too positive and his bright yellow hair gives Gyutaro a headache. Kyojuro helped Gyutaro figure out how he can gain some weight in his problem area, being his waist. So even after Gyutaro's sessions with Kyojuro ended, he still continues to come to the gym to work on his core.

He's made little improvement with his waist though. It seems like every time he does a workout, all of the gains go straight to his upper body. But as his new year's resolution, he vowed to keep coming to the gym and try his best to make some progress.

And that's why Gyutaro is here right now. Working on his core in an almost empty gym at 11:24 pm.

Gyutaro prefers to come late at night since there aren't very many people here. But that isn't the only reason he likes coming about this time. The cute girl with the nice ass always comes at this time too.

God, does Gyutaro love watching you do squats in your leggings. It's become the highlight of his day. Fantasizing about ripping apart your leggings, bending you over the counter in the locker room and holding onto your ponytail as he fucks you from behind.

He has to pull his hoodie down to hide the tent forming in the front of his pants.

On days where Gyutaro is especially horny and can't wait till he gets home, he'll go in the locker room and fuck his fist until he's spraying cum all over the shower wall.

He just can't help it. You're the cutest girl he's seen since he started coming here. He wishes he had the courage to ask you for your number, but he's far too shy for that. You're probably used to meeting guys with perfectly sculpted bodies here. There's no way he could compete with them with his emaciated frame...

So he'll just have to settle with watching you from afar. When you start your stretches, he can't help but stare. Your back is facing him so he has the perfect view to observe without you noticing.

But you do notice. You noticed him a long time ago.

You aren't stupid. You've been in plenty situations where guys have stared at you during your workouts. You can just feel their gaze. Which is part of the reason why you decided to start coming at night. Having all of those eyes on you makes you feel uncomfortable.

So yes, you have noticed the guy who seems to exclusively use the ab workout machines. Every time you start your workout you can feel his gaze. But you don't mind. Because not only does he mind his own business, watching silently, but you also think he's cute.

The birthmarks on his face are beautiful, along with those cold blue eyes. Not only does he have a handsome face, but his upper body looks pretty shredded.

Once done with your stretches, you turn around for a split second. Making eye contact with your silent admirer.

His eyes widen and he quickly turns away. Blushing profusely, he tries to continue his workout as if nothing happened.

Shit, she saw me staring... he thinks to himself. He feels like he's going to pass out when he sees you approaching him from the corner of his eye. Fuck, fuck, fuck! She's coming over here to cuss me out for being a pervert. Goddammit that's what I get...

"Excuse me?" you politely tap his shoulder.

Gyutaro hesitantly stops his workout, "Huh?"

"I see you around here often. We always come at the same time so, I was just wondering if maybe you wanted to be gym buddies?" you say with a sweet smile.

"Wh-what?" Gyutaro looks you up and down, unable to believe that you are actually speaking to him, "You want to be gym buddies? With me?"

You nod, "I'm just more motivated to come if I have someone to hold me accountable, you know? It's not easy finding someone who wants to go to the gym at such a late time." You laugh nervously, trying not to make this so awkward.

Gyutaro can't believe that you're actually being serious right now. A part of him wants to believe that you are playing a cruel joke on him. But even if you are, he's willing to take that risk. He's never been so lucky to have a girl approach him so he's going to take this opportunity.

"S-sure," he shrugs, "I'm Gyutaro by the way."

"Nice to meet you Gyutaro, I'm Y/N," you pull out your phone and hand it to him, "Can I get your number?"

He nods, and types his number into your phone. Too shocked to say anything.

"Thanks," you say as he hands your phone back, "I'll text you and maybe we can come again later this week."

"Yeah, I'd like that..." he says shyly.

[ender-nogard]

What if all the characters from ride the cyclone represent the 7 deadly sins?

Ocean - pride

• She is an overachiever

• She sees herself on top/most important in the human pyramid

• She tries to be the center of attention every chance she gets.

•She tells everyone that she is the best no mater what.

Noel - lust

•He sings about being a sex worker

•He makes a few innuendos when he's on stage

•There is no good way to phrase without it sounding off, but most representations of the sin of lust tend to be attracted to the same sex, Noel is a gay man.

Misha - Wrath

• "meet Misha, the angriest boy in town"

• "I only have 2 emotions, rage, and passion"

• He cusses the most

• He is the most defensive about almost everything (example: when he kisses Noel, when he is defending his girlfriend)

•He yells at the choir

•He's mad he'll never meet his fiancee in life

•He's mad at his life is unfair (his mom died, and his adopted family shuns him)

Constance - Gluttony

•Her song is "sugar cloud"

•Her family runs a bakery

•She looks back on the food she ate (cupcakes, pizza night)

•She was overconsumption 18+ content

•She wanted to experience sex before she died because she saw so much porn she wanted to experience it and even though it didn't hurt her physically it hurt her mentally

•remember gluttony is overconsumption, it doesn't always have to be food.

Jane - Envy

•She comes off as extremely jealous about other people's life

•In her song she asks god why she had to die without any memories, and without any loved ones

•The other members got what she didn't, a proper funeral.

•When she gets the name Savannah she asks for the greenest eyes, green represents envy ( @zhemchuzhina-x said this first)

Karnak - greed

•I have no other reason to say this besides that he is extremely expensive, he is a novelty fortune machine, those get expensive.

•In order to use Karnak you need to insert money, because he is a carnival machine.

•Carnivals are very expensive in general, they raise the price of food, they use cheap materials to make money and it works 99.9% of the time.

•Because of the negligence of the carnival, probably because they didn't wanna pay for professionals, the main 6 died.

Ricky - sloth

•Ricky could make make friends, and did, but he was off in his world

•Obviously Ricky couldn't help being the way he was, but one could assume he was at home/ watching movies more than other kids his age, which is reminiscent of the sin of gluttony.

•Ricky is chill af, he lets bygones be bygones, and he doesn't care what people do until they become dicks, but besides that Ricky is mellow af.

Virgil - angel

•Virgil was the name of the angel in dante's inferno, a story about a man going through all the circles of hell.

•Virgil kills Karnak and himself, which could be a typical sin, but also seen as selfless because he kills a "sin" (Karnak).

Obviously I could be wrong, and Ricky abs Noel could be switched along with Constance. I just noticed things while watching RTC and wanted it to fit my OCs.

[woongisi]

Gym Buddy // Seok Matthew

dom!Seok Matthew x sub!gn!Reader // SMUT

WC// 1.9k

Synopsis// You were no stranger to visiting your boyfriend to hang out while he did his workout routine. Some days, you fail to hide how watching him do so drives you absolutely crazy.

Warnings// degradation, facefucking, choking (on dick, reader receiving), minimal dubcon (reader is somewhat hesitant), blowjobs, sweat + scent kink

Author's Note// This quite literally came to me in a dream and changed my life. Absolutely wasn't into sweat or anything of the sort prior... also may have accidentally killed @gothlcsan !!!

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Situated in his little home gym, fashioned from an unfinished basement, you'd been spotting Matthew for a couple hours now. Perhaps your definition of “spotting” was liberal at best, but what mattered was you were with him while he worked out. You always had some great chatter when you came to visit. Listening to his stories, blasting music a bit too loud, and serving as his impromptu cheerleader.

These sessions always had an unfortunate side effect, which you tended to ignore, but your patience ran thin today. Watching Matthew do his sets in his tight white tee with sleeves rolled up and green basketball shorts that rested just above the knee always left you aching between your legs. Sometimes, you wondered if he forced his strained groans just to drive you up the wall.

Crawling off the leg press machine and stretching his arms above his head, Matthew had caught you staring off into space. Certainly not thinking about his strong arms around your waist when he’s pounding into you or anything of the sort.

“Hey, you ok?” Matthew leaned over to meet your eye level and cocked his head to the side.

Snapping out of your daze and in turn nearly toppling off the bench you were perched on, you cleared your throat awkwardly.

“Uh… I'm fine. Just thinking about a couple things.”

Matthew popped a knowing smirk.

“You're blushing, you know.”

“Fine,” You started. “If you wanna play this game.”

Staring directly into his eyes and messing with the hem of his tee shirt, you spoke quite slowly and deliberately. “I… need you… to take your cock out.” You paused. “After you take a shower.”

Matthew huffed, pretending he couldn't feel the redness rising on his cheeks. Of course he knew how he bothered you but it wasn't common for you to be so direct.

“After I shower? That's no fun. You look like you're about to explode and you insist on waiting?”

Asshole.

The way you looked from his face to his bulge with furrowed brows was telling enough for Matthew to laugh at your neediness and take you into his arms. Telling you that's what he thought and pushing you to your knees once he replaced where you were previously sitting on the bench.

Part of you was still determined to act like this wasn't exactly what you wanted, glaring up at him with faux anger. Another part of you wasn't keen on having your face anywhere near his crotch when he'd just been sweating like crazy for two hours straight. The view of his chest outlined by his damp t-shirt and strong arms crossed over one another was enough to push your doubts to the side, at least mostly.

Matthew’s breathing was still heavy, his mouth hanging open, finding it harder to recover from his workout when he was now looking at you placed between his legs. Your hand slipped up beneath his shirt, running along his abs, but causing you to mentally cringe at the wetness his sweat created on your palm. You could feel his patience already running then, he had plenty of pent up energy left and the intensity his gaze held as it rested upon you was enough to convey it.

“Shirt.” You mumbled, prompting Matthew to pull his tee over his head, nearly tearing the thin white cotton in the process. God, he really was hot. The sheen of sweat accentuated the contour of his chest, his abs, and everything in between. The way you ogled at his figure simultaneously stroked his ego but fueled his impatience.

“That's enough. You wanted this so badly, yeah?” He growled and put one hand on the nape of your neck. Matthew pulled you forward, smushing your face against his groin cheek first which coated the side of your face in his sweat. Your startled gasp caused you to take in his scent in its entirety, sending an electric shock from your stomach straight to your groin.

“Matthew, that's f-fucking gross.” You whined and the way he flashed a pretty smile at you almost pissed you off.

“You're enjoying it, you slut.” His words were cruel in contrast to his expression but you had no rebuttal. As filthy and hot as he was, his natural smell was more intoxicating than you were willing to admit to yourself or to him.

Opting not to say another word, you licked a sloppy stripe along what of his cock you could reach while he held your head in place. Matthew's sigh of relief was music to your ears. “Good…” he muttered under his breath, removing his hand from your neck only after giving it a brief reassuring rub.

Placing your hands on the outside of both of his thighs, you breathed in his scent, rubbing your head against him while you kissed at the outline of his dick. He gradually hardened under your touch, throbbing under the soft fabric of his shorts that was slowly shifting from light green to dark, becoming wet with precum and your saliva.

Matthew’s soft pants filled the air, his breath catching each time you granted extra attention to his tip. You rubbed the expanse of his muscular upper thigh with one hand, using the other to fondle his sack through the fabric.

“Shit, baby,” His head dropped back against the wall. “So good to me, thank you.”

“You smell so good…” Your own words surprised you and your gasps against your lover made his head spin. He chided you for being so adamant about him showering which left your face burning with embarrassment. You aided Matthew in pulling off his shorts, his cock slapping against his stomach. You cupped his balls lightly and peered up to see the way he smiled down to you.

“Fuck, dude, you're so full.” You scolded yourself for calling your boyfriend such a name when his cock was right in front of your face. “When's the last time you jerked off?!”

“I haven't, sweetheart. Knew you were coming within a week.” He carded his fingers through your hair. “Thought I was gonna die, but now I'm thinking it was worth it.”

He’d even taken the time to trim his hair for you. The way you pulsed against your underwear quickly began to frustrate you, forcing yourself to remember that if you're patient you'll get exactly what you want. Wrapping your hand around the base of his length, you took one of his balls gently into your mouth.

“My poor boy must be so sore.” You feigned empathy between breaths. Lolling your tongue around him eagerly. You took careful note of what Matthew seemed to enjoy most. What made his hips shudder, fingers tighten their grip, and high moans fall from his lips. He seemed to particularly enjoy each time you gave his balls a light suck and tug. The weight of his sweaty dick in your hand felt so filthy yet only made you squirm more. You were well accustomed to his taste by now, finding the added salty flavor to be a bit jarring, but more exciting than anything.

Matthew tapped your shoulder a couple times, grabbing your attention.

“Babe, babe please~” He never needed to beg you for a thing but you didn't mind this desperation. “Need my cock down your throat. Missed those pretty lil’ lips around me so badly.”

“Hmm…” You pretended to ponder his request, knowing full well you've been craving exactly that. “Since you did so well keeping your hands off yourself I’ll reward you. You can use me, as hard as you want.”

Matthew's face lit up, thanking you profusely for treating him so well. You stuck your tongue out, allowing him to place the end of his cock on it once he stood up and positioned himself in front of you. He gathered a ball of spit in his mouth, leaning over so that he could let it dribble down onto himself. Your lips closed around him, Matthew harshly grabbed a fistful of your hair, lending his free hand to brace your cheek.

“Deep breaths, baby, tell me if it's too much.” He started carefully at first, pumping in and out until you were accustomed enough for him to completely bottom out. Matthew’s hips bucked forward unintentionally once he hit the back of your throat, feeling you gag against him. He was girthy, so weighty on your tongue and adorned with prominent veins. As soon as you gave his thigh a reassuring stroke, Matthew thrusted into your wet mouth harshly.

You relaxed your throat, allowing him to fuck into you with ease. Your nails dug into the flesh of his thighs, leaving crescent moon marks in their wake and making Matthew’s cock twitch. He picked up the pace, holding your head in place as repeatedly bottomed out.

His hips connected with your face haphazardly with every thrust of your hips. Each time you choked on him sent shockwaves throughout your whole body. In the moment, you were nothing but a hole for him to fuck to his hearts content and it made want to melt.

Pulling out to allow you to breathe for a moment, you coughed harshly with your chest heaving. Tears rolled down your cheeks in steady rivulets. Allotting you little time to prepare, Matthew shoved his entire length down your throat, letting out a strangled moan when your muscles clenched down hard around him. You scarcely had any time to take in air, feeling dizzy and painfully turned on while Matthew abused your throat for all it was worth.

Thick strings of your saliva and Matthew’s leaking precum created a lewd visual of a hot sticky mess on your face and the base of his dick.

“Such a good fucking toy for me,” Matthew spat. “Taking my cock so well like the worthless piece of meat you are.”

It was rare for him to be so harsh to you, so degrading and so cruel. It only served to deepen the building coil in your stomach. You were lightheaded, eyes rolling back in your head at the lack of oxygen.

“Just a little longer, know you can take it. Be good for me, alright?” You weren't sure you truly could handle more without losing consciousness but the resounding moans and strings of curses falling from Matthew's mouth had you determined to stick it out.

Suddenly, Matthew buried himself deep in your throat and forced your head to keep in place. White hot ropes of his cum gushed down your throat, choking you in the process for what felt like forever. He tasted so good, so mouthwatering, you wondered briefly if he'd been changing his diet just for this too. Once he pulled out, you sputtered out whatever of his seed hadn't made it completely down your throat. Your chest was heaving, fresh air relieving the burning in your lungs. Your legs were trembling, heart slamming against your chest, shakily moaning as you recovered.

Matthew took your hand into his own, giving it a reassuring squeeze and caringly stroking your hair.

“Are you alright, love?” He pouted with a tinge of worry. “Was I too rough?”

You shook your head eagerly. “S-So good, Matt, so fuckin good.”

He helped bring you up on to the bench, peppering kisses across your face. “You did so well for me, my favorite little slut.”

“Matthew…” Your eyes set heavy with lust, intensely staring at your lover while taking in his scent that had only increased.

“Hm?”

“Need you in me. Now. Think I might lose my mind without it.”

“Shit, after what you just did? How could I ever deny you?”

Maybe you'd have to visit his gym more often.

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Mr. Ken? Stop calling me that.

You were modelling for the new KENTO® magazine when your boss, the CEO, Kento Nanami walks into the room, you were so invested in the cameras flashing and getting the perfect pose that you didn't hear him calling your name. He walks infront of you and you're right in line with his abs. You look up to see a very angry boss. "You answer me when I call you" "Sorry Mr. Ken". You put on your best pout face. "I have decided i am going to marry you". WHATTTT!? You were shocked beyond borders when he randomly popped the question. "So... No proposal? No ring?". "I will get you a ring later, right now we need to sign the papers", "No wedding? I don't accept then", he frowns at your statement. "What is the point?". He starts to walk away but you stop him. "Excuse me?" He turns around and stares at you as if you're stupid, he shakes his head. "We'll only be married for a year anyway". He then takes of with his secretary. It seemed like he only asked you to marry him for work purposes, but he asked you in particular! (the delulu is kicking in) This made you extremely happy for some reason but you weren't going to play easy.

Your back at your apartment you see a bunch of guys moving your stuff. You first instinct is to scream but then you spot Nanami. "What is the meaning of all this?" You complained to Nanami hoping he would get the guys to stop moving your stuff. "If you're going to be my wife, we are going to have to move in together so people don't get suspicious." "But i like my house, i can report you for trespassing" "Listen here lil lady, have you forgotten who i am? Not only am i your boss but your husband too, so I have every right to be in your house" Kento say in a deep tone making you shut up almost immediately as you watched your aesthetic house turn into nothing.

Kento insists he drive you to your new house. You didn't really care if it was a mansion because if it wasn't pink the moment you stepped in, you would have no choice but to run away. He was silent the whole time and you had no intention of talking to him either. "One year isn't that long" He finally spoke. You hesitate but reply "It's not that I don't want to marry you it's just that i need my own private space too." "I understand that and my mansion is big enough for you to have your own private space, you hungry?" "yeah, starved" you reply and he pulls into a mcdonald's drive thru. "Hello, what would you like to order" a female voice came from the 'put your order in' machine. "I would like a big mac meal and for my wife.." Kento looks over to you. "a mcspicy meal and a raspberry kitkat mcflurry, please" "alright that would be £15.78 please." After getting the food Kento hands you to mcdonald's bag and he stops in the car park. After you got your things out, he takes the bag and starts stuffing his face with the big mac. You giggle and he turns to you "What?" "You eat just like any other man, i thought you'd have more manners" you might have laugh too hard as Kento starts to slow down his chewing. "it's okay Mr. Ken, it means you and i can be more comfortable eating together". He puts on an expression that seemed somewhat like a smile and starts to speak. "Mr. Ken? Stop calling me that, I'm your husband now."

(when you get to you guys' new home he makes you sign the marriage papers)

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My Vision Of A Female!Darling Damian Would Become Obsessed With {Origin and Meeting}

Origin Start

I see this darling as a lab experiment design to be the perfect weapon, although the way she was made was lack for a better word "unique." The scientist made her embryo with specific DNA traits then put her into a fertilization tank, and once out of said tank, a "caretaker" was assigned to her.

This "caretaker" was only allowed to provide the basic necessities an infant needs and was prohibited from interacting or showing affection to her. They don't want their weapon to become soft and emotionally attached to anyone, but the "caretaker's" main assignment was to get her to walk as soon as possible to begin training.

Her training was brutal and strict. She would receive severe punishments for failure or not meeting the scientists' expectations. One of said punishments was the removal of her vocal chords and purposely leaving behind a nasty scar as a reminder to do better. The training was beyond cruel but did create results.

She's mastered a number of fighting styles and the art of stealth while also building enough strength to break bones, all while having the best reflexes to catch flying knives with her mouth and the agility to dodge bullets.

For the longest time, the scientists thought she had the power of teleportation, but that's not the case. In reality, she was just fast. Fast enough to stand in your eyesight one minute, then make a run for it when you blink the next, making it seem like teleportation for the one who blinked. Thank god she has the stamina to pull that off, and the scientist seemed to approve of that little party trick she could do.

She seems like the best weapon, but that wasn't enough for the scientist. They wanted the perfect weapon, so that's why they put metahuman traits in her DNA.

She's able to manipulate her own blood when it's in her body and when it's out of her body. She's also able to manipulate other's blood as well, but only if her blood is mixed in with the target's own blood. Be it the target's blood is in a puddle on the floor or physically infecting the blood that's still in their body herself via cuts and puncture wounds.

Another way she can manipulate her blood is the changing of her own blood type, like changing it to AB+ to O-. So far, she's able to master the manipulation of all eight major blood types. She's also learned to copy someone's DNA via blood, be it the individual is dead or alive.

It was obvious she would lose a lot of blood when in a conflict. So, to prevent her from dying by blood loss, they made sure she produced more blood than the average human.

They truly did make the perfect weapon, but one thing they didn't expect was to be betrayed by that very weapon. Why the betrayal? She refuses to submit to those who don't have her respect and grown adult men who hide behind a small child while said child fights their battles? They're weak cowards, but sadly, she needs their training. So she'll play nice for now until they are of no use to her. their use ran out by the time she was 13. Her breach was a mess, and she was a mees. Her poor hair was covered in blood.

Opening the doors of her "home," she's come to know her location. Gotham City, home to many criminals and the notorious Batman.

She had finally done it, she rid herself of those men and earned her freedom. Although she did it, she didn't think about what comes after that. She's come to realize that she could never function as anything other than a fighting machine because being a weapon has always been her purpose and if it wasn't for The Batman she would of been labeled a villain instead of vigilante.

The Batman is a strong individual with a high intellect and a skilled fighter with a moral code he never strays from. There was no way he wouldn't have earned her respect, and because he has her respect, she'll follow his example to strike fear into the hearts of criminals and bring them to justice by becoming a vigilante as well.

Origin End

Obsession Start

The first time Damian met his darling, he was still an Al Ghul, not a Wayne, and Bruce was unaware of his existence. He ran into her during one of his many missions in Gotham, so when spotting her Damian being Damian, tried to kill her on sight only to have his ass handed to him. So there he was, exhausted and restrained by what he could only assume is blood with multiple cuts, bruises, and broken bones all in and over his body, with a nasty black eye to match.

The girl raised her hand to what he assumed was to kill him, only for her to start tapping on the wall closest to them. But that was not any tapping it was morse code.

°This is not your city. it's Batman's. Know your place, and leave Al Ghul.°

With a roundhouse kicked to the head, Damian was out like a light. Upon awakening, Damian found himself up in the mountains far outside of Gotham City. How can he tell? Because even if he's lying down, he just needs to turn his head, and there is Gotham City. Sitting up, he winced, becoming aware of his many injuries.

He replayed the battle in his head, that girl was around the same age as him, yet she had shown skill that went beyond her years and that blood manipulation of hers was quite impressive. Remembering the way he was restrained on his knees forced to look up towards her, he felt unusual doing so, and that stare made an irresistible chill go down his spine.

With her eyes on him like that something within Damian shift and he became intrigued and dare he say infatuated. It also helps that she was quite the looker, too.

It's been a week since Damian started to follow his newest and favorite target. Where she goes, he goes, be it on patrols or fighting criminals. Damian loves seeing her fight it has to be the most attractive thing he's ever seen. He tried pinpointing what part he found attractive. Was it her engaging in combat? When she uses her metahuman powers? Her breaking bones effortlessly? Whatever it is, she's one helluva girl. Yes, she's a strong girl who can protect herself and is not some damsel in distress, so why is Nightwing acting like her white knight?

Apparently, teamups with Nightwing and Batman are a normal occurrence for her, especially teaming up with Nightwing. Whenever Damian sees her teamuping with the Batman, it's strictly professional, but he can see the respect she holds for the man, Damian wants her to respect him too. He'll need to investigate the Dark Knight and see what she respects about him. Who knows, maybe he'll be useful.

But Nightwing? He needs to stay away from what's his or else. When they team up, it's clear their relationship is more personal than professional, unlike her relationship with Batman. It's infuriating seeing them so close, doesn't that bird knows not to mess with another man's woman!? Who does he think he's messing with?! He is Damian Al Ghul, the heir to the League of Assassins and the son of a demon!

"Hey Luna, we're still on for tomorrow?"

°and miss out going to the spa? Wouldn't dream of it, Nightwing.°

.....They know each others civilian identities? Are they that close? No, this is the last straw he needs to do something about this, but what? Well, luck must be on his side because here he is standing in the Wayne manor with his father Bruce Wayne, or should he say Batman. Looks like the Dark Knight will be useful after all.

But it looks like Nightwing comes by to the manor every so often, or should he say Dick Grayson, his new brother. Dick has his own place, but he also sleeps at the manor sometimes. Damian would use those opportunities to get him out of the picture and away from his girl, but Bruce catches him every time.

So, as a way to keep an eye on him and teach him the value of human life, Bruce made Damian Robin. Damian wasn't happy, to say the least, but...

"Robin meet Red Luna she teams up with us every so often, and now she'll be teaming up with you."

°it's a pleasure to meet you, Robin. I hope you can keep up.°

Maybe being Robin can be useful.

"I'm more than capable of keeping up with a beauty like you."

Obsession End