#but if you're mean to me I will be meaner back if i dont know u and you're rude i will be rude-r

[artdcnaldson]

patricks sister au has me in a tizzy hes so mean my pussy is sopping wet but what if he got meaner - what if he started dating someone just to get the message across. kisses her where you can see and acts all boyfriendy. what he doesn't know is that ur certifiably insane and purposely crash dates he has with her under the guise of 'i need a ride home.' and 'i need help with homework.' art knows what you're doing, isn't impressed by it.

but one day his girlfriend takes it upon herself to snap at you - maybe you're at a party and this time its not a ploy - you really do just want to go home - and you come up to art and his girlfriend rolls her eyes like, "jesus, here comes your fucking fan club, art." looks at you like, "you know you're annoying right. that everyone knows you have a crush on him? take a fucking hint. he. doesn't. want. you."

and you get tears in your eyes, bottom lip wobbling.... you run off so you dont see the absolute look of rage that flits over arts face. the way he becomes a wall of ice. if he was mean to you the cold way he turns to his girlfriend and promptly dumps her in front of everyone is downright evil.

of course he has to come find you ☹️ and he has to say sorry ☹️ and maybe you'll forgive him and leave him alone if he tells you really truly honestly...... that he doesn't want you. and if he cant say that...... then at least, cant he be your first kiss? please? you'll milk more tears out if you have to.

GODDDD <3

It’s so obvious what you’re doing. But maybe he shouldn’t have his dates on campus, shouldn’t bring his girlfriend to parties he knows you’re going to be at. It’s like he’s asking for you to do it.

And yeah the past excuses have been total bullshit. They were so weak, not even convincing, but you could always count on Art to walk you back to your dorm with his girlfriend in tow. He stops at your door, she lingers behind, and you smile all pretty and thank him.

Alone in your room, you wonder if he’s going to take her back to his dorm to fuck her. You’ve seen the way he kisses her— sweet and gentle, the way boyfriends kiss. You wonder what it’s like when they fuck— if he keeps that same sweet, doting facade on when he’s fucking into her cunt.

Probably. Art’s sweet, he’s respectable. You’re the only one who brings out the fire in him in your brother’s absence. It must be boring when they fuck. Missionary, cowgirl, doggy when he’s feeling adventurous.

You’d never be boring for him, never let things get stale. You don’t even know why he likes her, why he wastes his time. Sure, she’s pretty, she’s… an English major? Whatever.

So the next time you’re at a party and you come up to Art, they figure it’s just jealousy. That you’re just trying to break them apart. Again.

Your DD left with a polisci major, you were drunk and ready to leave. Two hours of watching Art and his fucking girlfriend suck face and grind to shitty music had left a sour taste in your mouth. You just wanted to be home in your bed already.

So you walked up to the two of them nursing beers in a group. She rolled her eyes at the sight of you, whispered something to one of her friends. You ignored her, tugged on Art’s arm.

“Can you walk me back to my dorm, please?”

It’s supposed to be earnest, it is earnest. But Art can’t get a word in before She interrupts.

“Jesus Christ. This whole thing you’re doing isn’t cute anymore. It’s just really fucking annoying, and we’re all fucking sick of it. Find someone else to throw yourself over and leave Art alone. You’re just embarrassing him at this point.”

You try to be a Big Girl about it, to say something back, but all you can manage is a weak I’m sorry before you’re leaving with hot tears streaking your cheeks and a nauseous pit in your stomach.

You don’t hear about the aftermath until later— whispers from a friend, really. Art had laid in on her after what she said. Called her things you’d never heard him say, that you couldn’t even imagine. Calling her a fucking cunt, telling her to mind her own fucking business and keep her fucking mouth shut about you. Shoved her off of him, told her to lose his fucking number.

But you didn’t know that. All you knew was barely five minutes after you had walked into the door and crawled into bed, there was a knock on the door.

You groaned, opened the door with teary, smeared makeup and a weak frown. Because seeing Art just makes it worse.

“I’m sorry Art, I never meant to embarrass you, and I know I’ve been horrible and awful and I’ve made you do awful things, and i don’t know when to just give up and it’s not fair to you.” He walks with you into the room, shuts the door and pulls you against his chest.

He smells like cigarettes and weed and beer and his girlfriend’s perfume. It makes you cry harder. “I’m really sorry, Art. I’ll leave you alone, I promise. I’ll tell Patrick to let you off the hook, and you won’t have to see me anymore.”

He pets your hair, leans back and wipes your tears with soft brushes of his thumbs along your cheeks. “You really don’t want me?” You ask weakly. “Not even a little bit?”

He swallows hard, because he doesn’t want to lie to you. Not tonight, not when you’re already feeling so bad. But what the two of you have isn’t healthy, it’s not what you need.

You sniffle, nod. “Will you just kiss me, then? Once? Please?”

His lips meet yours gently at first, with all the sweetness you’d expected from him, the same kind of kisses he’d give a girlfriend. You feel his tongue brush against yours and moan into his mouth.

It’s short— way too short— but you lean back with your lips tasting like him and that’s all your heart can handle for the night. Really it is.

“You should go,” you say finally, blinking away your tears and wiping at your eyes. “Really, I, uh, I have plans tomorrow, so—“

You don’t have plans, none at all. But he nods, kisses your forehead once.

When you’re in bed, you open your phone, text Art. I’m really sorry. You lock it and try to sleep.

[benadril]

People often underestimate just how much I don't care. Like OBVIOUSLY I care I mean I even care enough to type out this post, but sometimes people just do something in the hopes of getting me to give just a TINGE of my attention and when I don't do it they get mad

[privitivium]

i couldn't find any information if requests were open or not so I'm so sorry in advance if they're not-

could i just request more mean sadistic reader? any cute or pathetic yandere who just absolutely adores you and in return they get bullied and teased.

dont fret, if the button wasnt there then they would be closed. :3

submissive, "pathetic" yandere x mean, sadistic male reader.

both amab, tw;; ur a jerk, but he adores you. so. masturbation, degredation, somnophilia

it was his own fault,,, being so whiny and annoying. it didnt help that he liked it either. being so mean to him... your little darling boyfriend - after finding out that he would go to such lengths for you, it would be wise to give him what he wants. you. it was awkward at first, knowing this guy has harmed people just because he was jealous they were spending time with you - but now.. youve gotten into the rhythm of giving it back to him. in a less... murderous way. bullying him. this little guy...! seemingly so helpless but so strong that he rivals you??!! it was cute. you couldn't deny that,,, yet you call him disgusting, never letting him know that you find him to be cute.

ㅡpushing him aside to get to the fridge, roughly... "fucking brat, get out of my way." this was toxic. you'd never treat someone, your lover like this forreal, right? of course not - but this guy, knowing his past, he's free game.

your boyfriend yelps softly, trembling before fixing himself up; "aauh,, sorry..." then giggling behind his dainty hand, all flustered. dont laugh at me you little twerp... ㅡ "yeah, yeah... whatever." waving him off, grunting in annoyance as you feel your face grow warm... fucking cutie. so irritating. following you around the house, still so enraptured with you that youre really here - dating him... but youre a little meaner than he remembers.

ㅡyou liked touching him, too. he loved that you did - he was a little creep. nearly like a ... dog if it was a human... so eager to please their master - whining that he'll be good for no apparent reason, fucking brat. nuzzling into your bicep and cuddling your arm, cooing to himself and getting all hard because it's you who he's touching.

"get the fuck off me!" smacking him lightly on the thigh, pushing him away. annoyed and erect as you felt his boner brush against your hand.

his eyes grow watery - and he nearly smiles before shyly hiding his face and nuzzling into you again, "mm-mmh.. m' sorryy..." he whimpers. such an annoying sound !! bad dog, you wanted to throw him on the bed and restrain him from bothering you. but you know he'd just break free and jerk off in the meantime..

ㅡmmm... catching him as he was trying to fondle you while you slept.

he yelps in surprise - eyes widening and face burning with embarrassment; rigid as your hand snatched his wrist and yanking him away from touching your soft cockㅡ"touching me while i'm sleeping? youre fucking sick." you snapped at him - nearly baring your teeth; gripping his wrist in your hand and yanking him over into your chest. "you're so tiny, how could someone as small as you be so damn deranged?" you continue to grumble, arms wrapping around his waist and burying your face in the crook of his neck,,, he trembles, breathing in shakily. offering no response - too dumbstruck, in awe... he couldn't help himself. popping a boner like a disgusting little virgin even though he wasn't... nerd.

[honeeslust]

Toji…

Toji whose a menace and a killer and has the emotional availability of a potato. but that doesnt mean he doesn't know when he's got something good.

Toji who really didn't know what the fuck were you even talking about. Some shit about how he's incapable of love and affection. That was the dumbest shit he ever heard. He was absolutely sure of the exact moment he knew he'd never let you go. From the moment gushy lil cunt sucked him in deep until he could feel himself knocking you're Mirena loose, he knew for sure he could never let a pussy as sublime as yours get away.

Toji who's not accepting what you're saying to him. You don't love me Toji…clearly, you need reminding that you're his. Doesn't matter if he can't give you what you're asking for. You're the only pretty little thing he wants wrapped around his cock. Isn't that enough?

Toji who gets in your face and reminds you why you put up with his shit. His dick game changes the way you walk and you love it.

Toji who needs to give you a dose of that act right so he fucks you until you’re too swollen and abused to move. Not that you needed any strength to do so. Because it's...

Toji who handles yo thick ass easily. tossing your body to the mattress so he can mount you like the beast his is.

Toji who forces your legs so far back to the bed until your chubby stomach is hunched in behind your thick thighs. The position hinders your ability to breath... Which is perfect because now you're so completely fucked out of your mind that you’re incapable of spewing all that bullshit about how you’re not sure he’s the right one for you.

Toji who thinks Fuck that shit. When he slide his tongue over that fat wet mound between your parted legs. Savoring the taste of your attitude melting away with every flick of his tongue.

Toji who bullies his cock back into you. Making your teeth gnash and your voice change while you groan like a feral cat….Yet another orgasm tearing you in half as he taunts you.

Toji who’s pissed youd ever even thing of trying to take that pussy away from him.

Toji who’s driving that heavy cock in and out of you with such purpose. Your pleaful whines for him to slow down only making him meaner. He has something to prove. Toji who’s shutting you up with his lips on yours. Pulling away only to look you in the eye and sneer at you… Dont you fucking move… Oh you want me slow down princes?? Hmm. Too fuckin bad. Shut up and let me fix you… You don't really wanna go anywhere, you just needed daddys dick…

Toji who’s going feral as he drags his hips back, snapping them tight against yours. His composure slipping with every thrust, a throaty rendition of your name spilling from his lips along with his I love the way you take this dick or I love the way you squeeze me like that. Everything but what you wanted to hear.

Toji who loves how your pussy wrings so tight around his cock that he almost says it. Those three little words that wouldn't change a damn thing. Three little words that hold no meaning compared to the way he feels about you. Love isn't strong enough a word. Even if its all you need to hear to know your not just some girl who fucks into oblivion on the regular. he’s him so instead of just coming out and telling you he loves you hell knudge his dick into that spot. torturing you with how easily he can ruin you. Reveling in the wake of your undoing.

Toji who’s digging deep in that gushy lil pussy. Bottoming out just to see the way you whine when yoi feel him filling you with his seed.

Toji who won't pull out. He needs his cum to stay right where it is.

Toji who grabs your thighs and wraps then around his hips. A brute through and through, shifting his hips to drive his dick so deep you squeal.

Toji who kisses you hard. Sucking your lower lip into his mouth and cleaning up the drool that ran down your cheek with his tongue.

Toji who‘s barely satiated. Grinning down at your fucked out expression. He clutches your pretty face, his thick fingers digging into your cheek, his dick still embebedded in your warm embrace when he tells you to quit ya worryin lil mama. You're my obsession. And that kind of love never fades. Do you hear me?

Yea… I think that's the best you're getting outta him lol. What you think?

Haven't tagged anyone in a while…🥴

Hey yall☺️

@littlemochabunni @blkkizzat @biscuitsngravie @ryomens-vixen @i-literally-cant-with-this @thecookiebratz @residentfromnowhere @crescentmoontsuki

[azurlily]

Can I request mary dating hc’s

Yes and for some reason my tumblr us acting weird and not letting me format things normally. This won't have smut unless specificly requested. Idk here you gooo. Completely UNEDITED.

Mary Satome Headcannons

As a partner Mary acts much like she does with Yumeko. Except kinder, or in some cases meaner. When first meeting you she doesn't know how to act, does she like you or hate you? Does her heart beat too fast and she cant look at you? What's wrong with her?!

Mary's love for you is unconditional, and I truly mean unconditional. She's slightly obsessed, she sees you as being able to do no harm. (Even if you're worse than her.)

As a girlfriend, Mary definitely gives you gifts a lot. She feels the need to make up for being mean all the time, and she sees this as a good way. If you're the type to not accept gifts like that, she will pester you until you do.

As a girlfriend, Mary enjoys holding you hand. She doesn't care about the approval of others as much when she's around you. She trusts you not to hurt her, and this us one of her ways of showing trust. She gives you more than she has and never regrets it.

Mary is still rude as a girlfriend, that'll never change. Although she's rude for completely different reasons. If you happen to not be eating, sleeping, or you just aren't taking good care of yourself. Be prepared to get yelled at, she doesn't care who it's in front of.

Mary does enjoy flirting with you, seeing your face get red and seeing you look away gives her a rush. Sometimes she'll just hug you and/or kiss your forehead. Although those are reserved for private time.

Mary hates when Yumeko hugs you. She'll pull the girl off and hug you, it's almost like a python restricting you. She's more touchy than usual, feeling the (unnecessary) need to stake her claim over you.

As a girlfriend, Mary gamble's against you over stupid things. Unlike Yumeko, the stakes aren't stupidly high. No, she just wants to pay for the date, but if you want to pay this time... well she'll make you gamble with her. And when you lose (because let's be honest you're not that good) you have to let her pay, and deal with the shame of losing.

As a girlfriend, Mary also gambles with you. The two of you will sit side by side, while Yumeko and Ryota sit in front of you. Yumeko and Mary joke about how it's a friendly game, but halfway through you're not so sure anymore. In fact you worry about playing against Yumeko at all times.

Mary hates it when the president comes with a 50 foot radius of you. Not even joking, she'd threaten Kirari over you. Of course she'd be scared as hell while doing it, but she isn't letting that bitch anywhere near you. She also hates Ririka coming near you at first too, over time that changes.

"I dont love you, love is a very strong- I'm lying! Dont cry please- my god!"

There has definitely been a time when she's said something along those lines. You cried and her reaction switched up real quick. She was apologizing like never before, and that memory will be ingrained in her mind forever. She hates the idea of you not loving her, and she hates herself for saying that.

Mary takes you on dates like it's nobodies business! That girl would spend every dime she had to make sure you're happy. Then she'd make the money back by gambling with some idiots. Higher stakes probably, and she'd bring Yumeko to watch. She'd bring you too, but that's so you can see her in action.

Speaking of, as a girlfriend, Mary loves your validation. She literally lives for it. If you tell she did anything right, she's thinking about it all day. Sure, she acts like it isn't a big deal, but Mary treasures you more than herself.

So I'm gonna circle back to the being mean thing. So before the two of you dated, Mary wasn't the nicest towards you. She didn't treat you like a house pet, but she was a bully. She'd made you cry at least once, and while she personally couldn't tell how she felt. Mary knew she didn't like seeing you cry.

Of course, because you has to build trust, Mary has to earn it. Mary had visited you in your classroom, giving you small tips on gambling or maybe even just talking to you. She enjoyed her time with you, and would usually leave the classrooms as red as a tomato. It's not her fault you're so kind to her!

Mary definitely made you gamble her and the agreement would be like: 'you have to do whatever she says for a week if you lose and vice versa.' Mary had pretty much forcer you to go on dates with her, and by the end of the week she'd ask you out. She gave you the chance to say no, but you didn't and that made her all the happier.

After that there were many bumps in the road of yalls relationship, just like any other. You two were ready though, and hell you could maybe just imagine marrying this girl. Maybe.

[switchbladedreamz]

A Dutton In Love

Requested? Nope

Summary: Rip has been meaner than usual lately. Rip Wheeler x fem!reader fluff

Warnings: mentioned female masturbation, cursing, that's it.

"C'mon Beast" I say as I lead my horse out of the stable. His black coat shining in the Montana sun, a cool breeze ever present. Standing in the left stirrup I mount my horse. "Where you headed today little lady?" Lloyd asks, resting against the gate. "Lloyd I ain't no lady, and I'm taking Beast to a trip into town, he could use the long walk.". I pat the left side of his neck, Lloyd looks up at me. "Alrighty. Well Rip wanted me to let you know that you'll be accompanying him and Kayce to the cattle auction tonight.". "Well Lloyd, congrats on the new job. I didnt know you were a messenger now. Please be so kind and tell them I'll be back before we leave.". He chuckles and walks away, shaking his head.

Its dusk as we arrive back at the Yellowstone. Beast is back in the stable, happily munching carrots that Tate is feeding him. "How was your trip to town Aunt (Y/n)?" Tate asks, giggling as Beast nibbles his palm. "Well lil buck, I gotcha somethin.". I pull out a pair of brand new leather gloves, embroidered with his initials. "Since I know you lost yours in the crik last week. Look, T.D. Now dont go losin em now, those cost me a pretty penny." He hugs me tight. "Thank you, I promise I won't lose them. I love you.". I'm takin aback but chuckle. "I love you too little buck". He runs off shouting for his dad, who turns the corner and they collide. "Woah hey, where's the fire son?" He proudly shoves the yellow gloves in his dad's face. "Look what Aunt (Y/n) got me! And they're emboideld!" "I think you mean embroidered son. Those are awesome." Kayce looks at me, a big smile one his face. Happy that at least one sibling of his loves his soon they should. "Thank you (n/n)" he mouths I tip my cowboy hat to him. "I'ma go shower 'fore we leave Kace." He just nods and leads Tate to the lodge.

The cold water hits my back, almost done finishing my shower. Being a hand on a ranch makes you sweat and heat up no matter how cold Montana can get. "(Y/n) you in here?". I hear a voice call out. Poking my head out, I see Rip standing in front of the sinks. "You almost done?" He huffs out, visibly annoyed. I ignore him and turn the water off. I open the curtain, letting him see me naked. The water droplets rolling down my body. Rip just clicks his tongue then leaves as I'm wrapping my towel around me.

Kayce is driving, Rip is in the passenger seat, and I'm in the back. Whispering to the songs on the radio. "Can you shut the fuck up?" Rip snaps at me unexpectedly. "Excuse me? No offense Mr. Wheeler, but if you're so god damn annoyed by me, why did YOU hire me? You need to pull that wild hair out your ass and talk to me like a god damn adult and not just be a dick to me. Cause I sure as hell dont know what I've done to piss you off." He just scoffs and looks out the window the rest of the trip. Kayce shoots me a bewildered look through the rearview mirror, I shrug in return. The air and the people in the truck are tense the rest of the way. And even after we get back to the ranch.

A few days have passed, Lloyd keeps trying to get me to talk to Rip. Apparently since my "blow up", he's been choppin at his bit and gettin on everyone's ass for little things. "And I mean shit, he looked damn near ready to punch Jimmy after he dropped the bottle of wound dust.". Ryan just looks at me. "What did you say?". Teeter repeats it all back to him slowly and sarcastically. "Nobody hear can understand yall. You're southerners, we're not." Ryan replies emphatically. "She's saying that I've been a dick to everyone and I'm sorry" Rip says from the doorway, startling us who had out backs to him. "Can I speak to (Y/n) alone?" People started to get out of their chairs, grumbling. Instead I stood up and headed out the front door of the bunkhouse. Rip catches up with me quickly, damn his long legs. "C'mon. We're going to my room to speak.".

"Sit. Explain." I tell him and point to the bed. I start undressing and changing into sleep clothes. "First of all, I'm sorry." He trails off, but I dont want him to have time to think of an excuse. "Sorry about?". I egg on. "I'm sorry for being a massive jerk. I saw something I shouldn't have and its been bothering me.". I sit next to him, big baggy shirt and short shorts. "Saw somethin you shouldn't've? Rip, you're one guy I know that's seen everythin. To say you've seen somethin you shouldn't've scares me I'm gonna be honest.". He just chuckles, he takes his cowboy hat and jacket off, setting them on an adjacent rocking chair. He sits facing me. "Look. What I'm about to tell you is serious, and I hope you don't look at me differently. It was an accident, I promise." "Just spit it out Rip, you're legit scarin me right now.". I laugh nervously. "2 weeks ago I was coming up the stairs, it was late but John needed to talk to Kayce and I. Well...as I'm passing your room, I decided to check up on you. See if you were doin alright. And well what I saw was...you...naked, with a vibrator and well...you- you uh..were saying my name. A lot-" "okay! I get it." I interrupted. A couple beats of silence passed. I finally mustered up the courage to ask him what I've been wanting to since I watched him leave my doorway two weeks ago. "I know. I saw you leave. I was hoping you didnt see anything. Kinda...ruined my orgasm" I huffed out awkwardly but he just laughed. "Did you like what you saw?" I asked, hiding my stupidly red face. I felt his hand grasp my chin lightly. "Look at me darlin'. You are the most beautiful creature on this god forsaken earth I have ever seen. Clothes on or not." His smile spread ear to ear. It was beautiful. Watching this man who's life hasn't spared mercy to was like watching the sunset from the biggest mountain on the ranch. Breathtaking. We leaned in for a kiss but someone clearing their throat stopped us. "Uuuugh, WHAT?-- Oh. Hi dad." I get up to go talk to him. "Hey baby girl, how'd the auction go today?" "It was good, uhm. We're talking about something important, can what you have to talk about wait till tomorrow?" I ask, hoping he'd say yes it could wait and take my time and run away into the sunset with the man I've loved since I first set eyes on him. "I've gotta talk to Rip, honey. But I'll return him as soon as we're done." Dad smiles at me but eyes say that he's sorry. "Okay, that's alright.". Rip kisses my head as he walks past me. "I'll be back for my things darlin, don't you worry.".

[slashingdisneypasta]

Baby Firefly x Fem!AFAB!Reader || Smutshot

Plot: If you wanna be let go alive, *shrugs*, then you gotta make it worth her while! 👀

Warnings: 'Straight' reader fucking a woman for the first time, lesbian denial, SMUT, pussy eating, etc. Unedited filth.

Tagging: @marinerainbow

Her words float around inside your brain like the old DVD logo- bumping against the walls like a fumbling toddler. Is she... is she serious??

Is this insane woman asking you to fuck her so she'll let you go?? Besides the fact that that is a crazy thing to ask a person you just kidnapped and had tied to a chair so long your wrists have harsh, irritated red marks-- what makes her think you'll even believe her?

Plus you're straight. Not that that would stop you, if you really believed her, but... you feel like its an important fact to consider.

"Well?? What are you fucken waiting for??" Baby snaps, sat there at the head of her bed with her knees apart and her dirty boots on top of the covers. Your eyes widen, and you shake your head.

"I- I... uh... I don't- " I don't believe you, I don't know why you'd ever think that I would. "I don't like... girls... "

Her frown slowly turns into a simpering smile at that information; separating from the headboard, but not coming any closer, thank god. Just straightening her back. "Aww, sweetheart, thats so cute! I'm gonna be your first pussy?? Mm, I like that!~ " She claps her hands together like a child, wriggling in her seat- then abruptly stops. She looks up at you again, a pout on her pretty face. "I mean- unless you wanna die. Or, you know, if you like big dick I could give ya to my brother Oatey... but he's a lot meaner then me~ "

A memory from dinner time, of that man with the stringy white hair and the terrifying rotten smile, flashes through your brain and you immediately shake your head. If thats her brother 'Oatey', then you can only imagine how he'd treat you. And you'd rather not risk that. "No!- "

Baby gives a giggle; a cruel, fluttering giggle that equal parts fairy princess and evil stepmother. "Hm. I thought so!~ I've seen how you look at me, doll~~~ You've been dyin' for this tasty pussy since we got ya at that truck stop!"

Mouthing falling open, your face turns a hundred degrees all of a sudden; completely baffled and mortified. "What???"

"Oh don't worry- it can be our little secret, sweetie." You dont know how to respond to that, your brain short circuiting. "Now," Baby suddenly leans back on the headboard again, and you know its time to get down to it. She's finished playing, setting her feet far apart, boots digging into the sheets, so you can fit between her thighs. "get to work already!"

Not seeing a way out of it, and feeling your heart violently pumping blood faster then ever inside your chest, you ever-so-slowly... crawl over to her. Once you're set on your knees between her thighs, the bed covers wrinkling beneath your kneecaps, you awkwardly lean forward... and press a gentle kiss to the woman's unmoving, surprisingly soft lips. You didn't know lips could be that soft, none of the guy's you've kissed have ever had soft lips, and it makes your head fuzzy for a moment.

Baby didn't close her eyes a moment for that kiss, and you can feel her steely eyes on you now. She's waiting for you to get serious, so you reach your hands up and place them on her shoulders as you kiss her again; tilting your head and kissing her for longer. When you part your lips into it this time you finally feel the insane woman close her eyes, tilting her head the opposite way to you and kissing you back with fervor.

Her tongue dips eagerly into your mouth and wraps around yours, guiding it into her mouth and milking your tongue in a way you've never felt before- it catches you by surprise, and before you can remember that this is a woman and this is so wrong for a million other reasons, too, a moan flies out of you. Baby smirks against your mouth. "Oh sweetie... you are so into this."

Instead of responding, because you cant reason with a psychotic person (NOT at all because you cant find it in you to disagree with her, because you're forgetting why you kiss boys when this is how it feels making out with a pretty woman- no.), you connect your lips again and entangle your tongue back with hers.

While you're kissing, you feel Baby's hands guide your wrists off her shoulders and the next thing you feel in your palms is her chest. This is the first time you've ever touched another woman's boobs, and... fuck, you didn't realise they felt so good under hand. Baby pushes your hands against her firmer, and you take that as a hint to squeeze them; massaging the nice-feeling fat and then slipping your hands under her shirt to continue, when Baby takes one of your wrists and forces you again.

With your hands under her shirt, on her braless chest, you can feel her nipples- which is a shock. Again, you remember this is a woman you're kissing, touching. A woman you're going to fuck. Your heart starts to beat faster again as you rub your palms against her nipples and your tongue plays in her mouth, while everything in you screams contradictory things at you like 'you're straight!', 'you hate this!', 'this is gross!' and 'her tits feel so good', 'oh my fucking god', 'take her top off and put your mouth on th- '

You force that last one out of your head, and instead part from her lips just to put gentle, slow, careful kisses along her jaw and her neck. When she gives a pretty sigh and stretches her neck to give you more room to lay attention, you push her hair out of the way and give her just what she wants.

After sucking a few hickeys into her skin, your lips drawing bruises and your tongue lathering the areas in relief, your gaze flickers downwards. With your lips just a few centimetres away from Baby's skin, your hands still under her top squeezing her nice tits, you take a deep breath; worrying about the part of her you still haven't touched.

You've never seen another woman's pussy, much less touched it. You never wanted to ('Okay. Not exactly true. There were times when you stumbled onto the wrong porn, and wondered- '), so... Baby's going to have to guide you.

Kissing back up from her collarbone, to her neck, over her jaw, her chin, and then her lips again; you press a deep kiss there before slowly separating from her mouth and connecting gazes with her. "... so. The next part."

"Thats the main event, cutie~ You're gonna love it, promise." Baby gives a dark, mischievous smile. "I bet you're gonna be a great pussy-licker. I knew it the moment I saw you, pretty girl, I thought- that bitches gonna lick my cunt so good I see fucken stars. Been waiting for this this whole time!"

Your face gets 10 times hotter again, mortified. "... I- I dunno how."

She rolls her eyes dramatically as if the fact that you've never gone down on a woman had slipped her mind completely despite you saying you don like girls. "Ugh- Oh, of course ya don't." Slightly irritated, Baby slips off the bed and away from you. You think she's just going to leave, and you feel horrified (-THAT SHE'LL HAVE TO KILL YOU NOW SINCE YOU DIDNT FUCK HER- obviously. Obviously, thats why you were so worried.), but then you watch her kick off her boots, wriggle out of her ripped jeans, and take off her little thong. Your eyes widen, seeing her bend over bare-assed right in front of you, feeling hot.

... You get the same feeling looking at Baby now, her bare ass and her glistening pussy peaking out between her legs, as you did when you accidentally clicked on the wrong porn; a warm feeling heating up your underwear and an impossible seeming ache filling up your hot cunt.

"Look, there's nothin' too it." Baby gripes, climbing back onto the bed, her bottom half totally shamelessly naked. she returns to the exact same position she was in before, her back against the headboard and her knees parted nice and wide. "Just get down there and stick your tongue in my pussy! I'm too fucken worked up now to teach you- but hey, maybe I'll reward you with a treat if you do good, huh?~ You sure look sweet, afterall~ "

Your pussy shouldn't sing, hearing her say something like that- it should dry up. You should be afraid.

... instead you carefully lay down on your stomach on the bed and slip your hands around the backs of Baby's thighs- and the moment your lips touch her folds, Baby's head falls back against the headboard. "Ughhhh yeah... "

Taking the encouragement, you part your lips once again and follow your instincts here; licking a strip directly up between Baby's lips. After all, you have a pussy. You know what it wants. You know what you want, right now.

After that its all natural, and you're eating pussy like an expert. Your tongue dips past her entrance and collects slick, your lips cover most of her mound, you suck and fuck her with your tongue. Your tongue almost has a mind of its own, eagerly slipping into her hole and massaging her inner walls- tasting her feeling her tighten around your tongue, such a vulgar fucking feeling, you cant help but let out a moan. And then it doesn't stop.

After a few moments, Baby slips her fingers into your hair and starts grinding her hips against your face. Slowly and sensually, at first, then hard and rough. She's cruel, and she doesn't care about your well fair- she just wants to use your face and your dirty tongue on her screaming clit like a sex toy and get the fuck off; all while sighing and yelling obscene encouragement. Calling you a great fucking cunt licker, saying your tongue is perfect in her pussy.

... and you love it.

Before you even realise you're betraying yourself, because you've lost yourself in the nasty scene, you slip your fingers under the waistband of your underwear and slip them right into your dripping pussy. You're so worked up from all this, it doesn't take long before you're rutting desperately into your hand and the bed as she fucks herself out on your face. The taste of her on your tongue is like heaven, now.

When you both cum, crashing together and dripping all over her bed covers, Baby immediately drags you by the hair up to your knees and you lay on her chest; kissing with all-tongue. Tasting each other again.

~

"... i knew you liked me, sweet thing. You're my dolly, now~ "

"... please... "

[hbojoel]

“thank you sir” help annckwkjdnsnan I have to sit down for this one….Richieeee ugh the hold that man has on me ok imagine you accidentally let that slip after you ask him if you can come again (you’ve lost count after the first couple) and he says yes angel and when he hears you call him sir for the first time it ruins him and he growls in your ear HELP and from then on that’s the only thing you’re allowed to call him also yes mean dom is for sure in him hello do u remember that scene in the hardware store where he tells Sydney NO when she suggests they ask someone for help hxuwjfbjsja um anyways

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impact play, some light dom/sub

you always have to ask permission to cum. he's so mean sometimes he'll say no when he KNOWS you're too close to the edge to hold back. or he'll say yes, and you're wailing "thank you sir, thank you thank you," and then he stops whatever he's doing and goes "mm, i changed my mind," and LAUGHS at you whining. shivers.

whats funny is i dont even see it being you who brings it up!!!! i think that's all him through and through and it just works doubly so bc it turns you on so much. it probably happened over something stupid like richie got you a drink and he bows and hands it to you and you hum in response and he's like what? no thank you, my good sir, my humble servant? just joking and as soon as that word falls from his mouth you just. go still. your finger pauses on the trackpad of your laptop and you look up at him and your pupils are blown, eyes wide and glazed over and he walks over to you, takes your chin in his hand and says "oh, you like that, don't you?" and it's over from there. if you fuck up and call him by his name he's looking at you like you're too dumb to understand and says "who's richie, baby?" and if you keep messing up he'll get meaner, slap your face and and catch it with his other hand before it has the chance to turn from the impact, squish your cheeks together and force you to look up at him. "say. thank you. sir."

[introloves]

🦷: Okayy but daddy Iwa leaving his baby with mattsun while he’s gone like bo does and mattsun taking such good care of iwa’s little girl,,and if mattsun can’t Iwa will reluctantly leave her w makki who’s so much meaner 🥺🥺

— dom! matsukawa + sub space + teasing + mentions of pain + predator/prey dynamics + slight hair pulling + mentions of fear + masochist reader + size kink + dacryphilia + big dick + heavy breath play + choking + praise + creampie + petname (bunny) + f! reader

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he looked her over, unable to stop the smirk from forming. shy eyes made his chest swell in a primal swirl of lust. already so sweet for him, and he hadn’t even touched her yet.

“y/n.”

“hm?” your voice answered back in a small hum, cute and shy. he couldn’t help but let a shiver crawl up his back at the thought of how you’d sound broken and whining just like that for him.

but he was being too forward, no wonder why iwaizumi had asked to leave you in his care- you were dangerously alluring.

you were here to be taken care of, and what he wanted might not match up to what you wanted, he’d test the waters first.

grabbing your hand gently, making sure to not startle you all too bad- letting you know it was okay, there was nothing to be embarrassed or shy about; the plan was set out, in detail- by hajime.

the thought of leaving you alone while he joined his team out of the country wasn't something he liked to entertain- you were supposed to be taken care of at all times, even when he couldn't. that's why this arrangement was drawn up. it was something mattsun could do.

he led you to his room, motioning to where the bathroom, kitchen- where all the necessities were. his house was small; enough for him and now for you, it was where you would be staying at… and you were grateful.

“its not much… but its comfortable.” the tone and smoothness of his voice eased you further- the slowly oscillating timbre of notes made you melt.

you nodded, smiling a little, bending your head in appreciation.

it squeezed at his heart, the way you were so polite and kind, a sweet little thing he couldn’t believe belonged to iwaizumi.

it made sense, you’d made the comment on how you liked men that could protect, men who would put you on your knees by just a look… and he so deeply hoped he fit that criteria.

in private, you knew he was- he was tall and big, taller than your hajime, maybe not as thick, not as built, but his presence still made your knees shake.

you let yourself watch him from the corner of your eyes, watching him walk forward, settling down the bag he’d taken from you on his bed… in all honesty, you’d seen his couch- and someone as big as him would not have a pleasant time sleeping on it… but you didn't know where he was going to draw the line.

you’d hope he’d stay, hope he’d cuddle you and make you feel good… sleeping alone was not familiar to you.

being alone was an ugly thought, it was exhausting and horrible. being spoiled made you greedy and needy- all in one. a pretty thing iwa was proud of, always showing you off.

you needed someone, and you wholly agreed to be pretty and good for issei.

“okay bunny.” he sighed, sitting down at the edge of the bed, looking at you.

the petname sent little prickles of heat down your back, making you dizzy and complaint, it triggered a nice and comfy haze clouding your mind.

“time for bed?” he asked, watching the slow blink of your eyes, chest rising and falling slowly- slipping into that sweet headspace.

oh…

iwaizumi really had you trained well.

he was going to have so much fun with you.

“what do you want, pretty girl.” issei questioned, leaning forwards elbows on his thighs; looking at you like a good meal, something he was very eagerly waiting to take a bite out of- lower lip glistening with saliva as he passed his thick tongue over it.

it made you take a step forward, a pretty bunny falling right into the claws of something big and mean- being devoured came easiest for you.

“take care of me.” you whispered, placing two shaky hands on his shoulders. broad frame, nice and sturdy, warm and strong. everything a little bunny like you needed for security.

his lips curled into a pleasant smile, canines glistening under the light of his room, smirking at your sweet words.

“ah- you want me to take care of you?” mattsun’s voice was laced with inquisition, wanting to hear another note of confirmation.

“yes please. haji said you would.” you responded, pouting at the slight teasing, but quickly warming up when those hands of his wrapped around your sides. it felt real easy, tugging you onto his lap.

“oh, bunny i will.” he assured, thinking over his next words.

“i just… you know the difference between me and iwaizumi… right?” there was small apprehension, felt like he was trying to piece together words that wouldn’t scare you off. shaking your head slightly, they did everything but that- luring you in with the promise of something dangerous, something exciting.

it was really cute- he could hear your heart pound from where he was, watching your face scrunch up, leaning into him.

“if you want me to take care of you, i need to let you know- i’m a lot bigger than him.” matsukawa huffed, sliding the hold on your sides down to your hips, groaning at the warmth and softness molding under his palms.

“and i dont fuck like he does.”

the smooth timbre of his voice turned gravely, growling out those last few words, bringing your body to his- entrapping you in all of him. he let himself grace your neck, lips just barely touching- letting you back away at the challenge.

but you were a greedy thing, the small hint of danger electrifying every nerve in your body. thighs jumping around his lap, squirming.

he says it like a warning, but all it does is excite you. the promise of him fucking you doenst let you focus on anything else.

mattsun feels your squirming, sees the way you bite at your lips, pupils dilating as you watch him, wide eyes roaming his face.

he's the one who starts the grind, tightening the hold, shifting to sit back slightly; pushing you against the length already hard and heavy in his pants.

this is his favorite part, seeing the surprise- eagerly watching for the look of pure shock. maybe you're finally feeling the heavy severity of the situation, maybe it's a jolt of arousal that makes your eyes shake, lips parting in amazement at being sat on his big cock.

whichever one it is, it makes your head tip back, huffing out a tiny noise of surprise and want.

it feels so big, even now, just sat on his cock through his. pants and your bottoms and it's all just so-

“oh!”

throbbing cunt passing over a ridge, catching over your puffy clit, knowing it's the swell of his cockhead. it makes you weak, tipping forward, tugging at his shirt.

issei chuckles in response, warm hand traveling up your back, curling against your head. there's a tiny moment of reprieve- sits there, watching your shoulders tense up before he tugs.

it's gentle at first, admiring how you shape yourself perfectly for him, going limp as soon as he does, but just like you- he's a greedy man and pulls- back bowing against him. with clenched teeth at how you squirm, he hisses;

“what is it bunny?” what's got you makin’ those pretty sounds?”

there's already tears forming against your lashes, the feeling of your cunt freely gliding against the pool of arousal lying wetly right on your panties makes everything that more… exciting. if he's able to bring you to this state by just tugging at your hair… the thought makes you desperate or what else he could do to you.

“you! it's you ‘sei! don't want you to tease- take. care. of. me.” you mewl, exasperated at his actions.

he's so close- you can feel his cock pulse under him, and you want nothing more than to be split open.

but your sweet little tantrum simply makes him laugh, bringing your throat to his mouth, teeth grazing sweetly against the thrum of your pulse.

“little bunny… you’ve got some fight, hm?” he whispers, letting you go with a quick little bite- a reminder, something to let you know to calm yourself.

usually he’d take his time- reduce you into a mess of cum and tears and spit until you’re crying out for him, and even then he wouldn’t give you what you wanted. however, issei would play nice for now, knowing your little outburst was all due to the want for him. it made his heart thump loudly against his ribs.

“it’s okay- i’ll fuck it out of you.” mattsun groans.

you tense up at his words- the throbbing against the spot where he nipped keeping a heavy reminder, impatience didn't look pretty on you.

he lets a hand leave the warmth of your hips, thumb digging into the side of your cheek impatiently, keeping your head tilted to look at him- the tension in your scalp lessens and you're aware of the direction his other hand is traveling.

the sound of his belt clinking, button popping open, and zipper falling makes you squeak. whole body lighting up, pressing your cunt right against the hand working to release him from his pants.

“please!”

the word slips from your lips involuntarily, and once again, he lets the slip up go. there would be time to teach you to wait, to earn what he gives you.

using the grip he already has on your face, he picks you up, a show of strength tugging you up by your face to give his cock room to be released. your knees shakily hit either side of the bed around his body, hips tipping forward- giving him space, but even then, you feel the tip of his cock brush against your pussy.

a high, shaky sound of air leaving your lungs in a shocked whimper makes his cock jump heavily- your hands landing by your face as you stare, chest heaving- weight of his hand falls from your face, down to your neck, pressing you deep into the bed.

the thrum of fear peaks once more, exaggerating another gush of arousal, this time running down your ass- no longer caught by your panties.

“pretty.” is all he says, squeezing once, watching your legs jump. his thumb swipes up against your cheek to catch a stray tear. he wants to make a remark about your skittish muscles, working against you to tense up with every movement he makes, but the heavy lust burning in his stomach doesn't let him.

“breathe in for me- it’ll hurt less if you do.”

there’s sick pleasure watching you nod, so eager to do what he says just to be hurt in order to take him all. he wastes no time in order to tug your bottoms off, impatiently working with only one hand, all while he keeps his eyes on your face. its all a frenzy of want.

he wanted to take you like an animal, wanted to make it hurt- wanted to break your soft mind, but he resists. it’ll be fine for now, the time to play how he wants could happen at a later time.

the head of his cock meets heavy resistance, slickened by the never ending stream of arousal leaking out of your wanting hole- it makes it a little more bearable. you such in a breath, just like he says, tongue heavy with the weight of it playing against your cunt.

he was right, he was right and now your heart beat loudly in your chest at the feeling of him pressing in more and more- he was bigger than your hajime, and it hurt.

it hurt so good.

“m-more!” you gasp, impatiently waiting with the slow pace he's taking you. hands clawing at the hand still wrapped firmly around your throat, legs thumping over and over on either side of him.

it takes him back, gasping at the slight tilt of your hips seeking more of him, his eyebrows pinch together in amusement and surprise.

you were proving to be more of a challenge than he thought- but he did as he was told for now, shifting down to really pin you.

“pretty girl, so dirty- you keep surprisin’ me.” he grunts, watching your body lie pliant, mouth hanging open in a desperate and now silent plea.

he counts to three before lessening up, blinking at the way you shoot up to take a heavy gulp of air.

“good bunny.” he seethes, trying to keep up with your greedy cunt, fluttering around him as he pushes in and in and in.

its so good, nails digging into the arm still trapping your upper body down onto the bed, drooling as your tongue lulls out.

you’re hot and wound up, pooling sweat dripping down against your clothes, smushed against his mattress.

the first slam of his hips inside makes you sob, eyes fluttering shut at the feeling of all the tension leaving your body, a reaction to being fucked so hard. you can feel him make a noise of appreciation at that, pushing his weight- using it to fuck you down onto the bed.

“so good- such a greedy pussy, only satisfied when it's being pounded like this- hm?”

issei emphasizes his words with an increasing tempo, barely giving himself time to breathe, drunk on your cunt- the pretty sounds you're making, the way your eyes have rolled to the back of your head, small hands no longer grabbing at his wrist.

you're creaming around him, already cuming at just mintues of being given what you so desperately begged for.

“issei! ‘sei!”

it sounds so pretty leaving your mouth in this breathy pitch and it's getting to him, the building orgasm crawling towards him at a rapid pace.

he releases the hold on your neck to grab desperately at your hips, arching your back against him while you jolt, body receiving the shock of his pistoning hips- slapping heavily onto your thighs, mixing with the loud squelch and squeal singing from your body.

you can’t will your muscles to contract any longer, already cuming once more at the change in position, weakly crying out his name- sweet and fucked out, babbling the consonants of his name over and over again.

“good girl- c-cuming so pretty for me.” he pants, teeth clashing together as he pushes past the resistance of your walls once more, sheathing his cock inside in a final attempt to make it hurt. he knows he’s successful when you lift up off the bed, choking out a warbling scream.

his body seizes, matching the feverish way you’re spasming around his body.

the heated, spurt of cum inside your cunt comes in thick ropes and you exhale in response, turning your head left to right as you receive it all- take it all in your battered, swollen walls.

he stays right where he stops, head hooked down, eyes looking at the cream of cum splattered on the stretched out lips of your cunt.

“fuck.” he gasps, slowly coming back from the overwhelming burst of pleasure.

“are you okay?” matsukawa asks, eyes softening at the way you slowly open your eyes, blinking hot tears from your lashes.

you cant respond verbally just yet, giving him a nod, a small tilt of your head before dropping your legs- finally relaxing.

he sees why you need this every night, you're glowing- covered in sweat and a sweet smile playing at your lips.

“so good- thank you issei.” you sing, already ready to sleep- and with the almost devious curl of your lips, he swears you- the sweet bunny he brought into his home was more predator than prey.

“play with me some more... later- please.” you hum, shivering at the globs of cum cooling against your stretched cunt, all before you sigh and close your eyes, looking for that sweet sleep.

matsukawa stays up a bit later, giving iwaizumi a quick text- asking if you would ever truly be satisfied, and the response he gets sends a prickle of heat curling against his neck-

fuck her unconscious or else she’ll keep wanting more.

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