#but the pants and underwear situation is Uh Oh

[simptasia]

in 2 months i've gone from my average being around 71 kilos (record 73) to my new record: 83 kilos. whoa

[munson-blurbs]

Best friend!Eddie x Fem!Reader

Summary: Your best friend gets a lot more than he bargained for when he walks in on you wearing only your Hellfire Club t-shirt.

Warnings: smut (18+ only, minors DNI), dry humping, thigh riding, cumming in pants

WC: 1.2k

A/N: Reader is described as wearing an oversized Hellfire t-shirt. This is her shirt, not Eddie's. There is no indication of her size whatsoever.

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Once I had a love and it was a gas

Soon turned out had a heart of glass

Your toothbrush is clenched in your hand, but instead of cleaning your teeth, it serves as a microphone while you dance around your bedroom. The stereo is playing loudly; you can’t even hear the creaking staircase floorboards over the music. 

Seemed like the real thing, only to find

Mucho mistrust, love’s gone be—AAAAH!

Your palm flies to your chest when you see Eddie standing in your doorway, a shit-eating grin plastered on his face. 

“And here I thought I was the rockstar in this friendship,” he smirks, arms folded across his chest. 

Your heart rate slowly returns back to a pace that won’t send you to an early grave. “Jesus, Eddie! What are you doing here?”

“Figured I’d stop by,” he replies nonchalantly. “Y’know, you probably shouldn’t leave your front door unlocked while your folks aren’t home. Anyone could walk in off the street.” He flops onto your bed with an exaggerated exhale, looking pointedly in your direction. “Nice pants, by the way.”

Nice pants? You’re ready to sleep; an oversized Hellfire tee serving as your pajamas. You’re not even wearing—oh. 

You tug at the hem, but even after years of wear, it doesn’t stretch below your thighs. Heat blooms in your face. “Yeah, well,” you sputter, “I wasn’t expecting visitors.”

Eddie pouts. “You mean you didn’t wear that ‘specially for little ol’ me?” He ducks as you hurl your toothbrush at his head. He opens his mouth to say something before quickly clamping it shut, but not before you notice. 

“What?”

“N-Nothing.”

You cross your arms, more firm this time. “What?!”

“When you, uh, threw the toothbrush…your shirt…” His face turns bright red as he scrambles to explain. “…it, uh, kinda rode up.” His Adam’s apple bobs nervously. 

“It’s just underwear. You’ve seen me in a swimsuit before.” You try to hide your own embarrassment, playing it off coolly, but all you can think about is the fact that Eddie Munson saw your panties. 

He nods, wiping his palms on his jeans. “Right, yeah. Totally the same thing.” He clears his throat. “Well, I should get going.” He pushes on his knees, starting to stand up, but abruptly stops. “Actually, um, maybe I’ll hang out here for a bit, if you wanna maybe put…put something else on.” Pink embarrassment blooms in his cheeks, spreading down his neck. 

“No, I’m going to bed, and you’re leaving. We can get breakfast tomorrow morning or something.” You sigh when he doesn’t move, making your way to where he’s sitting. “C’mon, time to—”

Eddie attempts to hunch himself over, but there’s no hiding the hardening bulge straining behind his zipper. 

It’s only natural, you tell yourself. He’s a twenty-year-old guy; he’ll get a boner if the wind blows the wrong way. It doesn’t mean he’s into you. 

“Shit, I’m sorry. This is super weird, and I shouldn’t have come in without knocking.” He buries his head in his hands. “Just…give me a sec, okay?”

“Okay.” Now’s your chance. If there’s any time to find out if he’s into you, it’s when he’s sporting a stiffie in your bedroom. “Or…I could help you with it?”

His head whips around so fast that his curls are a blur of brown. “Wh-What? Like, help me…?” He’s desperate for you to finish his sentence, not wanting to say something that makes the situation even more awkward. 

“I can help you get off. If you want. Or you can just use my bathroom and, I dunno, rub one out.” You cringe at the phrasing. “No pressure.”

“Um, yeah. No pressure.” His thumbs circle each other, an anxious habit he’s had for years. “So if you were gonna help me out, what would that look like?”

You shrug, a half-smile gracing your lips. “I guess I’d do this first.” You place one hand on each of his shoulders, straddling his waist with your bare thighs. “And then I’d kiss you?”

“Mhm, please.” Eddie grips your hips as you lean in, mouths finding one another in unhurried splendor. He tastes like stale Camels and spearmint gum, only breaking the connection to trail his lips down your neck. 

It’s your favorite spot to be kissed, and the way his teeth nip at your flesh, tongue gliding over the mark as though sealing it in, has you grinding down on him. 

“Christ, honey,” he breathes, “you look so goddamn perfect like this.” His fingertips dig into your asscheeks possessively before one hand snakes its way up your shirt. You expect him to lift it above your head to expose your breasts, but he doesn’t. 

“Y-You can take it off,” you stammer, feeling silly as you say it aloud. 

Eddie shakes his head in refusal. “Next time.” Next time. It’s a promise you hope he’ll keep. “I just love the way you look in this shirt.” And nothing but this shirt, he thinks to himself. 

The friction of your cotton panties on his denim pants is delectable, providing just enough pressure to your aching clit. You’re greedy in your movements but make sure to give him what he needs, too. Your pussy rubs against his clothed cock; Eddie uses the hand on your ass to help guide your hips. 

“Thassit, oh, fuck,” he grunts, teased with the beginnings of an orgasm. “Right there, baby. Ohmygod, I’m gonna cum in my fuckin’ pants.”

“S’okay,” you murmur into his ear, gently biting the lobe, “‘m close, too. So close, holy shit.”

Sweat beads along his upper lip, his groans more needy and guttural. “‘M coming, ‘m coming, ‘m coming.” He babbles pathetically as sticky, wet warmth floods his boxers. You follow his lead, finishing on his somehow still-hard cock. 

The immediate aftermath is filled with panting breaths and sporadic giggles as the pleasure high fades and reality sets in. 

“Did we just—” Eddie starts, eyes wide in disbelief. 

You laugh, resting your forehead on his shoulder. “Mhm. We sure did.”

He rakes a hand through his curls, frizzy from perspiration and activity. “So, um, what do we do now?” There are many unspoken questions woven into it. What does this mean for our friendship? Do we even have a friendship anymore? Was it as good for you as it was for me?

“Well…” You sit up a bit straighter, toying with the chain of his guitar pick necklace. “We can throw your stuff in the wash, and maybe while we’re waiting, we can get started on that next time you’d mentioned earlier?”

Eddie grins, kissing you with a fervor like you’ve never seen. “What are we waiting for?” He tugs off his pants and boxers, unashamed of the way he’s painted them with cum. When he notices you staring, he winks. “‘S a lot, isn’t it? Imagine how much it’ll be when I’m actually inside you.”

It doesn’t take long for either of you to find out.  

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[moonstruckme]

Hey love!

Was wondering if you could write a poly!maurader x fem!reader fic where (boys being boys) they had a bet who could go longer without sex and about a week reader decided to tease them a lil bit where she would flirt or like bend over to pick up smtg.

Thanks for requesting lovely!

cw: mature themes

poly!marauders x fem!reader ♡ 1k words

It’s so boy of them to discount you like this. Like, the bet had been funny at first, each of your boyfriends doing whatever they could to put the others in hot and heavy situations with you and each other, but after you and Sirius had gotten locked in a closet for the better part of an afternoon, they’d decided to take things down a notch. And as far as you’re concerned, that was when the fun part came to an end. 

The thing is, they’re guys. While they’re having their little stint of celibacy, they can at least still get themselves off. Multiple times a day, if they feel like it. It’s not that easy for you. So for you to not even have been involved in the bet, and yet be the one feeling its consequences most acutely…well, it’s beginning to grate on your nerves.

So you decide to make it fun again. 

“Oh, shit.” You say, getting James’ attention from where he’s going through the closet, trying to find a pair of pants to wear. “I dropped my wand under the bed.” 

He moves towards you. “I’ll get it for you, lovie.” 

“No, no, that’s alright.” You say, getting down on your hands and knees. “I’ve got it.” 

James falls silent as you arch your back under the pretense of reaching under the bed, letting your short skirt slip up to show the pretty, barely-there panties you’d picked out this morning. You linger for a bit longer than necessary, letting James take in the view from where he stands across from the bed. 

“Got it.” You emerge with the wand, sitting back on your legs and turning to James with a smile. 

His mouth is slightly open. He blinks, eyes dazed and pupils blown behind his lenses. “That’s, uh…” He blinks a few more times, faster. “That’s great, sweetheart. Glad you found it.” 

♡ ♡ ♡

“Gods.” Sirius nearly chokes when he sees you in the kitchen. “You’re looking nice today, angel.” 

You almost roll your eyes. You’re only wearing a tank top and underwear, but apparently that’s all it takes when your boyfriend’s been so long without any of you. Instead, you plaster on a coy smile.

“Thanks,” you say, as though you hadn’t noticed. “You look nice, too.” 

Sirius is making eyes at you as he leans his elbows on the counter. Like you’re the one who needs to worry. “Whatcha making, sweet thing?”

“Chocolate mousse. I’m just working on melting the chocolate right now.” You dip your forefinger into the warm, gooey liquid, bringing it to your mouth and sucking the chocolate off. You keep your eyes on Sirius’, so you can see the exact moment when his darken. “Mmm, want to try?” 

Sirius swallows. “Huh?”

You don’t bother looking innocuous, letting your eyes go droopy and suggestive in the way you know how. “I said, do you want some?” 

He’s silent for so long you think he might ask you to repeat yourself again, but then he clears his throat and stammers, “Uh, no—no thanks, doll. I’m good.” 

You pout. “It’s really good, though. Here, have a taste.” You cross the few steps between you and kiss him. 

Sirius takes a second to kiss you back, but when he does it’s so wanting that you don’t even have to be sneaky about winding one of your hands into his hair while using the other to bring his to your ass. He squeezes, and you moan into his mouth, grinding your hips into his just slightly. 

Sirius gasps, breaking away. He takes one step back, then another, putting distance between you as he tries to blink the glaze from his eyes. “Minx,” he whispers accusingly, and flees the kitchen. 

♡ ♡ ♡

“Thanks, baby.” You bat your eyelashes up at Remus as he brings you a glass of water from the kitchen. 

He lets out a low chuckle. “I know what you’re doing.” 

“No idea what you’re talking about,” you hum. 

Remus gives you a deadpan look, but there’s a glint of amusement in his amber eyes. “Earlier this morning, I went into our bedroom to find James, pantsless, with a hard-on.” It takes every ounce of control you have not to grin, but Remus quirks a brow like you have anyway. “And then a little while ago, Sirius came running out of the kitchen like something was chasing him, and he could barely speak. You didn’t have anything to do with that, dovey?” 

You let your eyes go wide and innocent as you shake your head. “Maybe they’re just getting sick of your competition.” 

“Mm, unlikely,” Remus hums, and his surety of his own willpower only worsens your determination to make him falter. “But if that’s the story you want to stick with, that’s fine.” 

You frown at him, the glass of water slippery with condensation in your palm. “Well, I—oh, damn!” you tip the glass of water into Remus’ lap, soaking his pants. He freezes, gasping at the cold. “I’m so sorry, honey. Here, let me help.” Luckily for you, you’d (completely coincidentally, of course) left a tea towel nearby earlier. You take it, blotting at Remus’ crotch with touches that start urgent but become lingering as you go on. After a minute, there’s really nothing left to sop up, and Remus hands are laid flat on the couch, every inch of him tense as you dab at his bulge with slow, tantalizing touches. 

When he speaks, his voice is low, gravelly. “You’re a lot more conniving than we give you credit for, you know that?”

You let your lips curl into a smile, leaving your hand to rest on his crotch. “I know.” 

Remus tips his head back, letting his eyes slip closed as he takes a slow, deep breath. “Fuck it.” 

You blink. “Huh?”

In the next second, Remus is gripping your hips and hoisting you up against him, your chest pressed to his. You inhale sharply as he stands, wrapping your legs around his waist, and he’s kissing at your throat, master of multitasking while he carries you into the bedroom. 

He nips at your jaw, and you giggle deliriously. “I won?” you ask, hardly believing it. Of all your boyfriends, you thought Remus had the least chance of breaking down before the others. 

His chuckle reverberates through you, and warmth flares in your core in response. “Sure you did, sweetheart. Though I think by the time we’re done here, who exactly won will be a bit more debatable.”

[mncxbe]

𝐟𝐰𝐛 𝐓𝐞𝐜𝐜𝐡𝐨𝐮, 𝐉𝐨𝐮𝐧𝐨 𝐱 𝐟𝐞𝐦!𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐝𝐞𝐫

𝑨𝒖𝒕𝒉𝒐𝒓'𝒔 𝒏𝒐𝒕𝒆: tysm for your sweet message nonnie♡ you're really sweet and yes i'm doing well. i made some hc for them separate and together (for silly) and also added some sfw stuff. enjoy!

𝒄𝒘: lowkey mean jouno (he calls you little slut), choking, mentions of breath play and other kinks, pussy slapping, orgasm denial, creampie, power dynamics if you squint

ღೀ๋࣭ ⭑ ღೀ๋࣭ ⭑ ღೀ๋࣭ ⭑

𝐉𝐨𝐮𝐧𝐨

assuming you're part of the hunting dogs, the first time you two hook up is after a stressful mission. you just needed to blow off some steam but had a surprisingly good time so you agreed to be friends with benefits from then on

he prefers to meet at his place cuz he feels more in control that way. plus I see him using handcuffs and toys so it's easier that way

Jouno is a dom. unless he's too tired after a mission he won't sub. he gets off to mentally overpowering and degrading you. also be prepared for some intense sessions

ofc he can be sweet and gentle if you ask him to but he generally prefers rougher sex. that way it doesn't feel like you two make love (what's that emotional intimacy? nuh uh)

he does like to experiment with different kinks. he's super into breath play and blindfolding you. also orgasm denial. makes you call him sir

honorable mentions: he actually respects your boundaries and the aftercare is surprisingly nice. outside of the bedroom he's very professional and respectful but if you tease or upset him he's gonna get back to you

overall experiemce: 8/10 cuz he sometimes takes it too far and he's a bit mean

You were about to leave the break room when Jouno barged in, slamming the door shut.

"Oh hi Jouno everything alri–"

Before you could finish your sentence his gloved hand was wrapped around your throat. "You little brat. You've got some nerve don't ya?" He pulled your face impossibly closer to his as he jammed his thigh between your legs, pressing your back against the table behind you. "Think you're so smart mouthing off during the meeting, asking Fukuchi for more teambuildings because me and Tecchou can't get along?"

You tried to pry his hand off your neck but he only tightened his grip, making your vision blur "Jouno p-please I didn't mean it like that" you babbled out, earning a chuckle from the man. "Oh I know how you meant it. You're just chasing that praise aren't ya, you little slut. You think I can't tell how giddy you get when someone tells you you've got a good idea or you did a good job?"

Jouno's leg pressed against your core and you instinctively shifted your hips, seeking some sort of friction. Despite the situation you were in you couldn't help but feel worked up and Jouno could tell, his own bulge forming in his pants. His hand moved from your neck to your jaw, squeezing it harshly "Since you're so concerned about the well being of our team, how about you tell the others how well we get along? How you moan my name every night and fuck yourself stupid on my cock?"

"'m sorry Jouno" you whispered, heat rising to your cheeks. "Oh I know you are, pretty. So how about you show it, hm?" The man grabbed your hips, hoisting you up on the table before pulling down your uniform pants and discarding them on the floor. "Let me eat you out"

"But Jouno we're at work..." you fumbled, squeezing your thighs together but he quickly pried them open, positioning himself between your legs. You would've lied if you said that seeing him on his knees in front of you– for you, didn't make your core tighten.

"And?" he retorted, brushing his fingers over the damp spot on your panties "That doesn't seem to stop you from soaking your underwear. Does it turn you on, knowing that anyone could walk in on us? Or are you just that desperate for me?"

You became even more embarrased after hearing his words and looked away, biting down on your lip. Jouno pulled your underwear to the side, running his fingertips along your slit– he could smell your arousal and it was making his head spin as he rubbed little circles on your needy clit before slapping it harshly. "I expect you to answer when I ask you a question, brat"

The sudden contact made your body jolt and you immediately nodded "Yes, Jouno– I mean sir. Yes sir I really need you right now. Need you to touch me"

"Do you?" he taunted, taking off his glove and pushing a finger inside your cunt, curling it perfectly against your sweet spot. "Yes I– oh God" you mewled as he lightly sucked on your clit. You took off his cap and carefully placed it next to you before one of your hand found its way into his hair, pulling him closer to your needy cunt.

Jouno ate you out like a starved man, his lips latched on your clit and his slender fingers curled oh so nicely inside you, hitting your sweet spot and making whines and moans spill from your lips. It didn't take long for you to reach your high, feeling a familiar knot tightening in your abdomen but before you could cum Jouno got up to his feet and wiped his mouth with the back of his hand. "Sai..." you whined, pouting at the man but he only chuckled "Serves you right. Maybe next time you won't forget your place."

He reached for his hat, placing it back on his head. "Don't worry, sweets, I'll take good care of you tonight if you behave." Jouno gave your thigh a light pat before walking out of the room, leaving you aching for more. God, he was such an ass sometimes...

𝐓𝐞𝐜𝐜𝐡𝐨𝐮

he's a bit reluctant at first cuz he doesn't really get the point of it– Tecchou doesn't have the highest sex drive, but he's really flattered that you find him attractive enough to ask him to be fwb

he's really sweet and gentle with you, takes his time to learn what you like. praises you a lot too and overall focuses on your pleasure above all

the sex itself is pretty vanilla so don't expect him to be rough like Jouno but if you want to experiment he's open

Tecchou is a true switch. he's fine with anything as long as you feel good– you wanna top him? sure. you want him to fold you in half and manhandle you? that works perfectly fine too

aftercare is mostly him talking to you about stuff in his life and although he shouldn't, he lets you spend the night if you're too tired to go home or it's too late

that's why he actually gets attached after a while and starts developing feelings for you. but he does a good job at keeping them hidden because he doesn't wanna ruin your arrangement or make you feel uncomfortable (until he inevitably confesses them in the heat of the moment)

overall 10/10 experience

You've been friends with benefits with Tecchou for a couple of months now and things couldn't have been better. He treated you better than any of your exes have and actually knew what he was doing in bed. As for now, Tecchou had you laying on your back with the top of your thighs pressed against your chest, the tip of his cock hitting your sweet spot with each deep thrust.

" 'chou–" you whined, pretty nails digging into his wrists as you tried to ground yourself "too much 's too much". The man only grunted in response, his eyes squeezing shut as he kept rolling his hips against yours. "Relax, angel, just relax ah– you're s-so tight like this"

Tecchou was on cloud nine, completely lost in the feeling of your walls clenching down around him, pushing him to another orgasm. He'd already came once, his cum pooling in a creamy ring at the base of his cock, but he just couldn't stop now– not until he had you writhing underneath him.

Ever since the two of you started hooking up, pleasing you has become his top priority. You were just too precious, so sweet and kind to him, so patient when he told you that he doesn't really have that much experience when it comes to sex. Work took up most of his time so he never had the chance to have a proper relationship, let alone be intimate with someone else. But still you taught him everything he needed to know about pleasing a woman. It didn't take him too long to realize he'd fallen for you but he never said anything to you about it– too afraid to ruin what the two of you had. So he simply cherished these moments when he has you all to himself, moaning his name and clinging to him as is he were the last thing that kept you together.

"Hiro– Hiro baby ah fuck– there right there" you babbled out, your back arching off of the mattres to offer him a better angle. Your shaky fingers moved to your clit, rubbing slow circles on the sensitive bud as your eyes fluttered shut. God, you were so beautiful like this.

Tecchou's strong arms almost gave out when he felt your cunt squeezing down on him and he grabbed your legs, pulling the backs of your thighs flush against his abdomen. His face was basically buried between your calves as he started moving again, making you gasp. It was overwhelming in the best way possible– you could feel every ridge of his cock as he dragged it in and out of your gummy walls and it was driving you over the edge. "Oh God oh God i'm close s-so so close" you mumbled, pressing your tits together as you locked gazes with the man in front of you.

Maddening. It was utterly maddening. Tecchou swore he could spend the rest of his life fucking you like this and he wouldn't have any regrets. His eyes moved to your tits– so prettily bouncing with each of his thrusts despite your best efforts to keep them still and your face. Oh your face; blissed out with your plushy lips quivering as he pushed you closer to your high. With his own orgasm threatening to wash over him, Tecchou tightened his grip on your legs, hugging them closer to his body as he nuzzled his face between your calves, peppering them with kisses "You're so, so beautiful angel ah s-shit I could look at you all day long. M-my pretty girl love you, love you so much ah fuck—"

His sudden confession made the tight knot in your belly snap and you gushed around him, coating his length and abdomen in your slick. " 'chou please 'm all yours. want you to fill me up" you mewled and Tecchou's vision went white. That was all it took for him to cum again. A loud, broken groan spilling from his lips as his hips halted, his cum pooling inside you. When he eventually pulled out with a wet pop his cum seeped out of your hole, dribbling down onto the damp mattress.

You were both breathless, staring blankly at one another. "So um..." you said eventually, cutting through the awkward silence "You like me, now?"

"Yea, I guess I do." confessed the man, brushing a strand of hair from his face. "Do you mind it?"

"Why would I mind it, Tecchou?" you giggled, motioning him to lay next to you and he obliged. Wrapping your arms around him, you cuddled yourself close to his chest, breathing in his musky scent. "I mean, I kinda like you too. You're really sweet."

Tecchou smiled, his pretty amber eyes lighting up. He quickly pressed a kiss to your forehead before resting his chin on top of your head "I'm glad then. Maybe we can talk about it when we wake up?"

"Mhm, sure" you sighed contently before drifting off to sleep, leaving Tecchou with a pounding heart and that dumb, lovesick smile on his face.

𝐉𝐨𝐮𝐧𝐨 𝐱 𝐓𝐞𝐜𝐜𝐡𝐨𝐮

Jouno makes a very detailed schedule because god forbid you spend more time with Tecchou

it's a competition, really– who makes you cum more times and they always discuss it at work. Jouno's a bit petty

"So, Tecchou. How did it go with y/n last night?"

"Pretty well actually."

"Oh yea? Well I made her squirt two times the night before so I bet you didn't do that well"

if Jouno ever gets jealous of Tecchou prepare for some hate sex♡ and for him to leave hickeys all over your tits and thighs so Tecchou knows who you actually belong to (yea, he gets a bit posessive)

Tecchou is very normal about it

if you ask them nicely enough they may agree to a threesome. but oh boy prepare for a sleepless night (+100% sure they kiss too)

it'd basically go like this

yes I did shamelessly reference a previous post because I have exams tomorrow and sadly couldn't write more

[sanspuppet]

“Touch me” prompt. 18 - Yeosang scenario

W/T: handjob, face fucking, cum eating, praises, pet name: princess

just some alpha Yeosang in need of some touch lmao, no plot just smut u know me 🧍🏻‍♀️

requested by @tamera21 i hope you can enjoy mwah💕

not me writing this because i can’t sleep help it’s 3 in the morning

actually listening to this on loop while writing, so i recommend doing the same while reading :) it’s an italian song btw

divider by @_cafekitsune

The air felt dizzy outside, shots of water drops were hitting the window walls on another boring Sunday. You were laying on the couch, legs crossed as you scrolled through your instagram fyp. It was kinda rude to say that you weren’t paying any attention to your boyfriend for all day, you felt bored and lazy, sure thing the icky weather wasn’t helping. You heard footsteps taking their way towards you at some point, which you still didn’t pay attention to, just minding your own business as you were stalking your favorite celebrities with their last posts. Yeosang was looking at you with hooded eyes, he still isn’t surely the mean type, but oh fuck if he was annoyed by you.

“Uh-hum i’m sorry, bothering you?” Yeosang huffed, his hands on his waist, waiting for you to rise your gaze up to him. But the only thing he got from you was a quick: “Mmm?” eyes still locked on the phone screen.

“Fucking hell, look at me please.” he sighed, once he realized that it would take more than just that to gain your attention, Yeosang stepped towards you, enough for him to grab your chin, forcing you to finally lock eyes with him.

“Oh hi darling, what’s wrong?” you questioned him as nothing just happened, smiling at him despite he still looked annoyed. In fact, he raised one eyebrow, furrowing his nose as he spoke up:

“‘What’s wrong?’ you didn’t talk to me the entire morning, plus if it couldn’t be worse, i’m hard” the last word suddenly woke up your core, tensing your lower abdomen muscles when shivers ran down to reach the gap between you thighs.

“Are gonna act like a brat any longer, or you’ll finally be a good girl and take my needy cock, huh?” his fingertips were buried in your soft cheeks, his boner getting harder every second he passed by imagining your pretty face painted with his thick cum.

“U-uhm i-, i’ll help you.”

“Good, princess” Yeosang let go of your chin, moving backwards and pointing the floor. “On your knees, listen to me okay?” as it seemed like he was just petting you, you immediately did as he said, kneeling in front of him, your gaze still locked on his drop dead gorgeous face.

“Go ahead” he gave a quick nod, his eyes focusing on your phone abandoned on the couch, grimacing at it like it was the reason you weren’t paying attention to him the whole day. “Touch me” Your hands landed on the zip of jeans as soon as he mouthed, dragging his underwear down with his pants. Your mouth started drooling at the first second you saw his cock a few inches far from your lips, arousal hitting your lower core as your body was already convinced that it’d be a long afternoon. Your hands grabbed his dick, twisting them around his length as your lips were sucking on its stimulated tip. Eyes were observing every detail of Yeosang’s chest and abdomen when he breathed heavily to repress any moan. Though it became so fucking difficult once your throat took all the way up to his cock, your tongue messing with his balls, gaining from him breathing groans.

“Fuck, that feels amazing princess.” his fingers carded through your hair, moving it away from your forehead before pulling it back. “Oh god, keep doing that” You tried to breathe in with your nose, as your throat was stuffed full with Yeosang’s dick. Your mind was quickly going blank, moving your head automatically when every single coherent thought left your brain, it always took nothing for you to go cockdrunk. The situation up there was very similar, Yeosang was loosing his mind over the overwhelming pleasure of your touch, because fuck you surely knew how to worship properly a dick. He blinked hard, furrowing his eyebrows, feeling his orgasm on his way to approach him. “So good, princess. Helping me to get off, such a caring girlie” his words became pathetic while the gap between his body and the pure blissing pleasure got smaller, spasming slightly at every louder moan. “Acting so good now, is this what i should do every time you don’t pay attention to me? Just forcing you to suck my dick?” You pulled out, needy for air. One hand kept working on his length, while the other rubbed away the saliva exiting your mouth. “Fuck, look at me. I’m close princess, i am, s-shit…”

Yeosang’s breath was unstable once his orgasm hit his body, gulping hard the saliva to help focusing on something else apart from how amazingly you just worshipped his cock. You parted your lips once white ropes of cum started to shoot all over your face, attaching them on his cockhead to make sure to take every single drop. You looked up at him, opening your mouth to show him how full of his seed you were. At his surprise, he widened his eyes the same second you swallowed all of it, sticking your tongue out to prove your act. Yeosang chuckled, kneeling down to be face to face with you, he stamped a kiss on your overworked lips, after caressing your cheeks.

“You did so good for me princess, shall i take care of you as well?”

[clu-ven]

The Bad Batch accidentally walk in on you changing HCs

1.2k words ! slightly suggestive !

As the Marauder speeds towards the batch's next mission, you take a few seconds to slip into your room and change. You're too busy reciting the plan over and over to yourself to realise you forgot to lock the door, quickly discarding your clothes and ruffling through what little clothing options you have. It’s only when you hear the whooshing sound of the door opening do you realise your mistake…

HUNTER

The second Hunter enters the room, your scent fills him. And the sight of you that goes with this almost overwhelms him completely. 

When he registers what’s going on, Hunter averts his gaze from you and begins mumbling an apology as he backtracks out of the room. 

This isn’t a predicament Hunter wants to be in nor does he want to just linger there, hating the idea of making you feel uncomfortable. Just as quick as he enters, Hunter leaves again. He doesn’t even give you time to say anything, disappearing out of the room as swiftly as he can.

…Though even after exiting the room, Hunter finds it extremely difficult to get the scent of you out of his system.

Hunter keeps a subtle eye on the entrance to your room while you change, getting ready to stop anyone else from entering. He’s very protective of you and the thoughts of someone else seeing you in such a compromising position makes his skin crawl. 

When you are fully dressed and leave the room, Hunter keeps his distance for the rest of the mission, avoiding eye contact with you and stumbling over his words whenever you join a conversation. 

Hunter knows the awkwardness will pass but he’s not sure if he can ever get the beautiful sight of you in your underwear out of his head. 

TECH

“Oh,” Tech’s grip on his datapad tightens, the sound of his voice making you freeze in place “it appears I’ve picked the worst possible time to enter”. 

Tech doesn’t just stand there gawking at you or stumble over his words. Instead he turns around so his back is facing you and begins telling you why he came in, letting you know about a slight adjustment being made to the plan.

That way he can catch you up to date on the mission while also giving you the privacy to get dressed - and it’s time efficient!

Afterwards, he just leaves as if this is nothing out of the ordinary. He pretends like it never happened but not intentionally ? 

Tech simply accepts it was misfortunate timing and lets the moment pass by, not wanting to make it a big deal and possibly make you feel even more awkward. 

He has no problem moving on almost immediately and acting as if it never even happened. But if you want to talk about it, Tech can do that too, though he will be a little bit surprised that this is something you want to discuss. 

Basically, the last thing Tech wants to do is maximise any lingering awkwardness and so he won’t ever mention this again unless you bring it up first. 

WRECKER

Wrecker has the loudest reaction out of the batch, quickly pulling his eyes away from you and opting to stare at the floor, all while loudly exclaiming “Ah!”, “What in the-”, “Oh my..uh…”. 

He’s panicking, a flurry of emotions and worries flying around his head. Do you think he’s done this on purpose? Why didn’t you lock the damn door?! Is he getting too…um… excited about this sudden predicament? And do you notice that?

If there are any loose clothes near him, there’s a good chance Wrecker will impulsively pick them up and throw them in your direction. “Here!” he flings a pair of pants in your general direction, landing on top of your head and further bewildering you. 

“Take these too -oh, and this!” you manage to take the pants off your head just in time to see a blanket and pair of blacks being thrown your way. 

If there’s any laundry within a five feet radius of Wrecker, he will be throwing it towards you. He means well, doing it with the good intentions of wanting to get you dressed and hopefully ending this whole situation.

When Wrecker leaves, he hurls even more clothes at you, using the bombardment of laundry as cover while he bolts out of the room.

He might be a bit avoidant for the rest of the rotation but as soon as you start up a conversation with him, any awkwardness melts away and he’s fine again.

ECHO

Echo rarely freezes but seeing you so exposed? Yeah, he thinks he may have short-circuited. His jaw drops open at the sight in front of him and for a few seconds, he has no idea what to do, his mind going blank. 

But he’s quick to snap into action once the initial shock passes. Echo tries to cover his eyes but he uses his socket arm which admittedly doesn’t do a great job at blocking out his vision.

Cursing himself, he hurriedly switches and uses his other hand which does a much better job. At least now Echo is too embarrassed by his own actions to realise you’re also a flustered mess. 

He apologises for barging in and you notice the slight change in his tone. He reverts back into his standard ARC Trooper formal tone, a slight strain in his words as he explains why he’s here. 

Echo hopes that if he pretends he’s in a briefing and simply relays the plan to you just like any other time then hopefully his voice won’t shake and he won’t stumble over his words.

He leaves immediately after finishing his last sentence. He's in such a hurry to leave, he almost walking into the door, earning another muttered curse from him. Afterwards, Echo apologises at least 5 more times as well as giving you numerous apologetic glances throughout the mission.

CROSSHAIR

Crosshair doesn’t get flustered. Did this surprise him? Sure but he’s quick to recover, his eyes momentarily going wide before a smirk graces his lips. 

He knows you’re not one to usually get very flustered so it’s kinda funny to see you hurriedly trying to put a pair of pants on, nearly falling over in the process. 

Crosshair leans against the wall, arms crossed as you fumble with your clothes. If you’re a complete mess and flustered beyond belief, he might ask if you need some help just to see your reaction but if he’s in a merciful mood then he’ll bite his tongue. 

Crosshair doesn't turn away from you completely, instead opting to move his head to the side, giving you some privacy while still keeping you in his peripheral vision. He tells you about the change in plan, his voice completely calm.

Before leaving, Crosshair looks back over his shoulder at you, complimenting the colour of your underwear before disappearing out of the room.  

Next time you see him, Crosshair will give you a knowing look, toothpick rolling across his smug smile as he makes a vague comment about what happened. 

It’ll leave the others with confused expressions, having no idea what Crosshair is referring to and it’ll most definitely leave you blushing.

[adorejungkook]

Baby Got Back!!

Synopsis; Jeon Jungkook has the fattest fucking crush on you meanwhile Jimin and Taehyung don’t find you too hard to look at either. Now Jungkook has to find a way to confess his feelings, maybe even show you,  before the other two find their ways into your pants during your “staycation”. 

Warnings; series, eventual (almost immediate) smut, pining, the boys are horny they talk a bit raunchy about you, big dick!jk (they call it small tho they're just bullying) ,first chapter is pretty tame, you canonically have a nice booty <3

chapter. 1 , 2, 3, 4 , 5

Jungkook hated it when you were around.

You were just so fucking nice, so pretty. He could barely think around you.

The best days were when you decided to let Jimin drag you to lunch along with him and the other two boys. 

“Wait, you’re really leaving us for a whole week? Whyyy,” Taehyung whined, leaning into your side, wrapping his arms around your waist to pull you closer. They were all so comfortable with you, Jungkook had no idea how. He knew he’d combust if he was in his friends position, especially with the way you were running your fingers through his hair. 

Was it weird to wonder how you smelled right now?

“ Not even a whole week!” you say, giggling a bit when Tae groans at you pushing him off you a bit, “My parents really wanted me to come home for like three days, you’ll live.”

“You promised you’d come with us this weekend,” Jimin puffs, pushing cerulean strands away from his eyes, “I already rented our Airbnb and it was expensive as shit! If you don’t come I’m just gonna assume you hate me,” 

It was so hard to focus on the conversation, with the way his friends were sandwiching you between them. He looked down, knitting his eyebrows and running his tongue along the side of his cheek. He kept his eyes on his plate when you said you had to leave early and pushed out a small ‘bye’ when you squeezed his shoulder on your way out.

“Kook, you can stop crying now,” 

“I wasn't!” Jungkook huffs, whipping his head up to pout at his older friends laughing at him. They only made his situation harder, teasing him about you every chance they got.

“Uh, why are you yelling at me when I just got your girlfriend to come on the trip?” Jimin asks, a hand over his heart to feign hurt. Taehyung wiggles his eyebrows at the younger boy before stealing a couple fries from his plate.

“What? She said she was coming like a week ago hyung,” 

“Oh my god,” Jimin snorted, “Have you not been paying attention? What were you doing for like the past twenty minutes?” 

“Probably looking at her ass,” Taehyung interjects, waving his salt covered fingers in Jungkook’s direction.

“She was sitting down bruh,”

“I know. Her ass is still amazing,”

Jimin pauses for a moment, staring at his grinning friend. 

“You’re right, though,”He giggles, eyes turning to crescent moons with his bright smile.

Here they go again. Jungkook’s friends were never shy about their attraction to you, even though they knew about his long held crush. He figured it was because they thought he’d never act on it. They were probably right.

“Listen, she was thinking about going to her parents for three days but I convinced her to only go for the weekend so that she could still come with us,” Jimin smirked, puffing out his chest as if he deserved a medal for his ‘work’. 

Well, considering he just saved Jungkook a good two hours of sulking, maybe he did.

“Thank god, I packed like 3 pairs of grey sweatpants and no underwear! I would’ve wasted all my ‘sexy’ on… you two,” Jungkook said, pretending to gag with a finger in his mouth.

“Ew, bruh.” Jimin grimanced .

“I’m gross but y’all were just sitting here talking about ___’s ass?”

Taehyung patted his shoulder from across the table, giving him a pitiful stare.

“Her ass is actually sexy and your little dick is like a Kandinsky painting.”

“Beautiful?” Jungkook snorts, a smile creeping onto his face.

“Nah, abstract!” He replied, falling back on his seat in a fit of giggles.

It was going to be a long two days without you. 

[bucky-barnes-diaries]

Day 26 — Face Sitting

Pairing || Beefy!Librarian!Bucky x Female!Reader

Word Count || Around 1100

Contents & Warnings || Smut — NSFW, 18+ Only, Minors DNI, explicit content/language, pet names, size kink, begging, teasing, face sitting, oral (female receiving), hair pulling, mention of bodily fluids.

Disclaimer || English is not my first language so I apologise for any mistakes or misunderstandings!

Kinktober Masterlist

It’s been one of your favourite places to go for the last few weeks—the small and cozy library that was nestled relatively in secret that not many people knew about it. And that was probably for the better because you felt right at home wandering the almost empty rows of shelves which held endless stories for you to get lost in.

Once you had found a couple of books, you would sit and read on the sofa that's been dubbed as yours in the best and secluded area of the library. No one interrupted you as you sat with a cozy book and a warm drink in hand, except, of course, every once in a few hours, an exceptional someone would check up on you—the extremely hot librarian, and you didn't mind at all for his interruptions.

Along with the books and intimate environment, he was another reason for you to return regularly. You honestly couldn't believe that such a hot and kind man existed. And that he was a huge book nerd like yourself was the cherry on top. He was so dreamy, your absolute dream man, and luckily, you and he had become close the last few weeks, very close.

You were currently rereading one of your favourite books—getting so lost in the cherished story that hours passed without you even knowing. That was until you were reminded that it was late and closing time.

“Hey, doll.”

You gasped as you got pulled out from the book that you'd been so focused on. Looking up from the page, you saw him resting against a bookshelf—arms crossed over his chest and a tantalizing smirk curved on his lips. He looked so snug and beautiful with his warm sweater hugging his broad torso and glasses framing his handsome face.

“Oh, hey, Bucky,” you smiled at him.

“It's late.”

You looked out of the window to find that nightfall had covered the city, and you hadn't even noticed.

“Yeah, it is.”

“And, uh, there's no one here.”

You perked up your ears to listen for any sounds, but it was dead quiet in the library.

“So,” you closed the book, “we’re all alone here? Just you and me?” You smirked at him as you tossed it to the side.

“Uh-huh,” he smirked as he walked closer to where you were sitting and took off his glasses—anticipating where this scenario was heading.

“Well then.” You got to your feet, and you both stared at each other for a few seconds before closing the gap between you two—lips finding one another and molding together as you kissed your needs away. His hands held your hips in a delicate grip while you fisted your fingers in his long hair.

He pulled you with him to the sofa and laid down with you on top of him—never breaking the kiss or his rousing touch on you.

“I want you to sit on my face,” he muttered between kisses.

“W-what?”

You pushed on his chest to break the kiss and looked down at him which furrowed eyebrows.

“Sit on my face, babydoll.”

“I-I-”

“Shhh,” he caressed your cheek, “don't think, baby, just do. I need you on top of me. I need it so bad, please.”

Although his request left you quite flustered, the way he was smiling so charmingly at you, along with his encouraging begs, had you put your insecurities to the side and do as he wanted.

“O-ok, Bucky.”

Once your pants and underwear were off, you scooted further up until you were situated just where he wanted, with your thighs on each side of his head and dripping cunt right on top of his face. He held a firm grasp on your hips as he moaned at the sight of you.

“Surrounded by my two favourite things, books and you, babydoll,” he groaned before he nuzzled his face in your pussy, licking from your opening to your clit, flicking the tip of his tongue on the sensitive nerve, making you moan softly at his action.

You thought he would eat you out, but instead, he decided to be a tease and kiss and lick everywhere but your needy cunt, making you whine out in protest.

“Please, Bucky,” you sweetly begged as you started to move your hips, hoping it would entice him to put his heavenly mouth on you.

Finally, after your convincing begs, he wrapped his lips around your sensitive nub, altering between licking and sucking, making you moan and whimper at the instant pleasure. The added sensation of his scruff on your skin made you clench your thighs around his head.

One of your hands tangled in his hair while the other rested on the back of the sofa. The pull on his locks made him groan against your core. The vibrations had delicious tingles flow up your spine, making you shiver on top of him and lose your balance, despite Bucky keeping you upright with his muscular arms. You collapsed forward, resting your forearms on the armrest as he continued to eat you out.

His lips released your clit to lick up your gushing slickness, moaning at the taste of you. “You taste so good, babydoll.”

Once again, the delicious vibration had you weak and trembling as your eyes shut tight to revel in the pleasure. Moans, whimpers and pleas of his name went on like a broken loop as you started grinding on his face, wanting more.

Bucky held you still as he returned to his assaults on your swollen and throbbing clit that was in need of being sucked and stimulated.

“F-fuck, just like that, Bucky. Feels so good,” you mewled in pleasure.

You wouldn't last much longer. Not when Bucky took great advantage of the angle and exposure of your dripping cunt on his face, putting his expert skills on you.

You sobbed and convulsed as you came on his face, seeing stars in your eyes. The orgasm intense as he continued to suck your throbbing clit through your high.

Bucky was a kind man, so he tried his best to prolong your pleasure as he licked and kissed your abused clit and dripping slit while you came down.

Once you were fully satisfied, he pressed sweet and comforting kisses on your inner thighs while you pet his hair to show your appreciation.

He helped you sit upright and held your hips as you were still very unsteady. His breath fanned your core, making you needy for more.

“You know, I've wanted to do that for the longest time, doll.” He smiled up at you, making you all flustered.

“T-that was really g-good. I, um, c-can you do t-that—”

“Again?” He finished with a satisfying smirk on his lips. “I'll continue on for as long as you want, babydoll.”

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[panic-at-the-fiction]

Drive in

Prompt: Going to a drive in movie theater with Steve Harrington.

Warnings: SEX, car sex with Steve, cause that’s what I’m all about.

A/N: I’m a little late to the October party and I’m way to busy to write one a day but you know what I’m do 31 of these bad boys anyways just on my own time. Promptober can be whenever I want it to be even if it bleeds into November and started on the 4th.

“For the love of God, Steve, the movie has already started. Stop staring at me!” You push his shoulder lightly as he laughs at you.

“I’m not staring,” you glare at him knowing he’s lying, “I swear I’m watching the movie. Look see yep they are throwing tampons at her and uh now she is crying.” You laughed and for a minute, he kept his gaze on the screen, but eventually, his eyes were back on you.

“Steve”

“What?”

“You’re staring!”

“How can I help it? You asked me to a drive-in movie theater, we’ve spent the whole week with the kids and I love them, but we’ve had zero time together, and now I got you all alone, and I can’t even admire you?” He says as he holds your chin making you look at him.

“Aww that's so sweet,” you smile as he tilts your head up to meet him for a kiss as he leans down. “Except for the fact you just wanna get in my pants.” You laugh and pull away as he sits there stunned.

“Oh, so I’m the one who just came here to have sex? And whose idea was it now to park in the back? Oh, Steve! We have to park in the back row, it has the best views, oh Steve, no one will see us back there.” He says in a mock high pitch voice.

You glare at him, “how dare you, I’m not just some slut. For your information, the back row does have the best views, and I’ll have you know Carrie is actually one of my favorite movies.”

“I don’t doubt that, but it doesn’t mean that you aren’t just as horny as I am.” You laugh again at his antics. “Fine, you don’t want to admit it, then just watch the movie, no hanky-panky tonight.” He turned to look at the screen again.

“Did you really say hanky-panky?”

“No, no, no talking, I’m watching the movie now.”

You laughed again, but turned back to the movie. 30 minutes pass by, and he still hasn’t stared at you once again. It takes everything you have not to stare at him. Steve was right, it had been a while since you had alone time together, and your plan had been to get a little on while here tonight. He obviously wasn’t going to break now, you’d have to make the first move.

You slid closer to him, moving to lean into his side. He casually slipped his arm around your shoulder. You toyed with the hem of your skirt so that it rose just enough to show off and for a moment, you think he glanced down and noticed.

By now Carrie has been asked to the prom, and you know you're halfway through the movie at this point.

You sit up and pull away, Steve looks at you questioning. You move to straddle his hips over the driver's seat, and he’s situates the seat to make room for the both of you.

“What happened to just watching the movie?” He asked knowingly.

“Oh shut up, you want this too.” He smiled as you leaned down to kiss him. His hands move to the hem of your skirt and let his hands wander under it, gripping your hips. Your body reacts for you as you grind down on him.

“Damn, why couldn’t we have started this earlier.” You laugh at him.

“I know you had it right all along, should have started this right after the commercial.” You said as you leaned back in to kiss him again. This time, his hands move to push his jacket off your shoulders. His hands then move to the front of you to rub at your clit through your clothing. You moaned into the kiss as you ground your hips back down.

“Gotta get this off you pretty girl” he smiled as he tugged at your underwear. You raised yourself off his lap as best you could as he slid them off your legs. You forgot how little room there was in his car.

He moves back to your clit and lightly draws circles over it, causing your breathing to hitch. He moves his fingers further down to your folds and lets them dip into you before moving back to your clit applying more pressure

You grab onto his shoulders to brace yourself as he quickens the pace. The feeling grows deeper in your stomach, and you grind down into his hand, hoping he’ll give you more.

He sticks one finger in you and curls as he continues the circling. You whimper at the feeling, and he adds another finger, this time starting to pump them in and out of you. Each time, curling them right where you need him. You moan as your release hits you, and he takes his fingers away.

You lean back to kiss him as his hands move to your tank top and begin to push it up. You pull back this time and stop them. “What if someone sees?”

“Like we haven’t already given them a pretty good show?”

“Well yeah, but if someone knocked on the window or looked over they wouldn’t see that much. Could play it off as just us making out.”

“Fine, but at least let me take your bra off?”

“Deal.”

You go straight back to kissing him as he slides his hands under your shirt again and unhooks your bra. You slide the straps off your shoulders and toss it to the floorboard with the rest of your underwear.

Steve moves to suck marks on your neck, and you toy with his belt. “Are you gonna let me have more now, Stevie?” You moan into his ear, and you can feel his hips jerk up at the sensation.

“God, I’d let you do whatever you wanted to do with me.” He breathed out heavily.

You smiled as you fiddled with his belt and took it off. Moving off him just enough to let him slide his pants and boxer down. This time he kisses you as you move back over him hovering over his lap lining yourself up.

You lower yourself slowly allowing you to adjust as you pull back from the kiss, grabbing his shoulders for support as he grabs your hips. You moan as you take him all in before starting to move.

Desperate from the week alone, imagining how it would be when you had time together again. You bounce quickly on his cock as both of you steam up the windows of the car. You can feel your second high of the night building up again and your legs starting to give out. You feel him jerk up as your walls tighten around him.

“I got you babe, just give in, I got you.” He says in your ear as he holds your hips and continues to move you up and down.

You feel the orgasm hit you as you bite down onto his shoulder to muffle the scream. Steve follows right behind you. Both of you slowly move as you ride out the feeling, trying to catch your breath.

You slowly pull yourself off Steve and settle in the seat beside him again as he zips his jeans back on.

He pulls your legs up on the bench to lay across his lap. You glance up at the movie screen to see how much you have missed. Your gaze meets Carrie's crazed stare, covered in blood. “Oh look, perfect timing, right at the good part.”

“We just had mind-blowing sex and you're already back to watching the movie.”

“I told you I really just like this movie.” You laughed.

[sanjisblackasswife]

Law Consumes an Aphrodisiac (NSFW)

CW: 2.1k

Black Fem Reader in Mind

Bad Summary: He lost a bet and drunk an aphrodisiac. @owlight sorry for the lateness🤦🏽‍♀️💕

CW: SlightlyDrunk!Law, Teasing, Slight Edging, Overstimulation, Needy!Law, Spitting, Thighjob(?), Fucking on A Desk, OOC!Law, Vaginal Sex, Slightly Sub!Law

He knew he shouldn’t have played these dumbass games with you.

He gets so irritated

He isn’t naturally a touchy type, but when he consumes the drink he begins to CRAVE the touch from you

Uses stupid ass excuses to have your hands on him as opposed to you having his hands on you

Law swears up and down to you that he doesn’t get stressed out easily, and you obviously wanted to prove him wrong so you bet him that he wouldn’t yell at Luffy the entire day.

Loss within the first hour.

“I don’t like alcohol.”

“Well then why did you bet—“

“BECAUSEITHOUGHTIWOULDNTLOSE”

“Yeah yeah thought like lick—“

"OKAY! FINE!"

Law was unfortunately a man of his word so of course he took the drink from your hands. He stared hesitant on taking the first sip, the ice cubes dancing, around almost feeling like he’s being mocked and he finally decided to shove it all down to get it over with.

"Daaayuumm, Cap'mn..." You gasped teasingly, watching his face scrunch up in disgust from the harsh, sting of the beverage, "I ain't think you was a hard hitta like that---"

"What did I---blech" Law shook his head, putting down the shot glass before walking away from you, "tell you about calling me Captain..I'm your boyfriend."

"Yeah, but also my captain...Captain." You fake salute the last part causing him to roll his eyes.

"What was in that drink anyways? It had a weird after taste." Law asked, sitting back at his desk chair. You turned to search for the bottle, and upon reading it your eyes widen and Law immediately perked up from watching you, "Y/n."

"...uh..um.." You hand him the bottle with hesitation, somewhat afraid of handing him to read the so so unfortunate ingredients.

“Shit.”

and there it was, a big red and bold a warning label of said drink having an aphrodisiac.

You and him both stared blankly at each other , dumbfounded on what exactly were to happen next.

“WELP GATTA GO—“

“Room!”

Suddenly the blue hue surrounds you and you and him were sent to his office.

“Law i have to work—“

“Sit your ass down. Please.”

He wasn’t angry with you, he knew it wasn’t it your end goal was to “drug” him so he wasn’t completely upset. It was his fault for trusting you with the alcohol choice in the first place.

...

"Baby I'm boredddddd I wanna go out--oh."

You look up from the couch you were laying on lazily in his office to see a shirtless, slightly sweaty Law sitting at his desk with his head thrown back. His breaths were shallow as he started to grit his teeth, jawline beginning to clench.

Dammit.

He's going through hot flashes already yet he makes it look so attractive.

"Baby..." You slowly approach him, eyes widen for a moment seeing he unbottoned his pants, his pretty trimmed happy trail just teasing you above his underwear band, "Law--!"

His movements were so quick you didn't even have time to control the situation of his hand pulling you forward from the back of your head to kiss him. Usually, he was more of a shy guy, when you initiated to make out with Law his movements were sweet yet, not so confident for the first few seconds, but now it's as if he were trying to suck your lips whole.

Law just couldn't take it anymore, the past 2 hours he stayed at his desk, reading, looking at you, studying, looking back at you, trying to find a cure from the drug in his drink, but his eyes stayed back on you. Oh how pretty you looked, your body was so tantalizing now, Your figure on display in your long skin tight dress he allowed you to wear since it was a slow day on the sub.

How your entire body jiggled with each toss and turn as you read your book. The small moans from when you got up to stretch, the way you playfully winked at him when you caught him staring at you, all of it was just a tease to him. He hated looking at you as some kind of sex object especially since he isn't a very sexual guy, but because he knew this wasn't anything above from the effects of that stupid ass bottle.

And you both knew it, so why not take advantage of it?

"Take this off. I need to see them—" It was like Law was just speaking out loud, already removing your clothes from you with a sweep of each movement leaving you with nothing but your thong on he grunts to quickly stand and wiggle out of his pants and underwear.

You do a small gasp, sure you’ve seen his dick plenty of times, but you still are shocked by his size, especially when it’s only SOFT, yet leaking just a little.

That’s when you had an idea.

“aw.” You tease, pushing him on his chest with the tips of your fingers so he can sit back down, “Here I am naked and you’re not hard for me? I’m wounded.”

Law smacks his teeth, but it soon turns into a groan of shock feeling your weight on his lap as you grab him by his cheeks and kiss him. Your tongue swipes his bottom lip to pry inside his mouth, Law could have sworn he got light headed by your kisses.

His body and hands moved on their own as you hoth engaged in a passionate makeout session in the nude, him caressing your neck gliding all the way down to break from your lips to nibble and suck on your teasing breast, you hum in delight.

“I…ha..taught you well, baby…” You praise his tongue skills on your nipples. He used to be so afraid to pleasure you, his mouth always so shy on your tits, but now he’s hungry and you are the only one to satisfy him.

You sit sideways on his lap, adjusting your legs so his half soft cock rest between your plush thighs and you begin to bounce up and down earning your a firm suck and groan against your skin.

You’ve never let Law fuck your thighs before, especially not in this particular position, but from the look on his flustered face you knew you had to do it more.

“Fuck—!” Law huffed seeing his brown tip begin to straighten up in between your legs as you bounced a little, also grazing against your clothed cunt.

Well.

Clothed is a loose way to put it when in reality the only thing that fabric is really covering is ur clit.

You felt his cock harden as you slowed down, you mentally pout after getting an late idea that it probably would have felt better to have him grow hard inside you.

Oh well. Maybe next time.

Law was so close to reaching his first orgasm for the night when you stop, his eyes widening losing focus of cumming for you, he looks at you with dark eyes and all you do is smirk.

“Common….” You get up from his grasp and take off the rest of your panties to then lay back, legs spread on his desk, “I know that drink is driving you mad. So. Use me.”

“Wh—?”

“I owe you. And you need to relieve yourself somehow—-what. Did you just wanna look at me naked all night?”

You had a point, especially with how your kept swinging your legs back in fourth, waving your pussy around like it’s a prize for him, and in this case it most definitely was.

Law pushes his scruffy hair back a little, walking towards you not looking away from your pussy as he sits on his knees to rub your labia with his middle and index finger, admiring the glistening of your pussy under his desk light.

He groans at the sight, giving a small stripe of a lick from the bottom up and latch his lips on your clit, your back immediately arches, causing your to throw your hands on his damped hair.

“Hmmmmmm…Law….S’good…”

You couldn’t contain the voices spilling out of your lips as you felt Law pull apart your lips to suck harder on your clit. Of course, your pretty hot boyfriend didn’t stop at adding to his pleasure either . Without missing a beat he groaned inside you, vibrations causing your back to arch as he stroked his cock as the same pace of your hip movements.

“S-so! SO CLOSE AH!—“ Your moans bounced off his walls which was a signal for Law to pick up the pace. He knew he needed you to cum at least once before he got selfish. “L-LAW! OH!”

Your eyes rolled back, mouth agape, spasming and twitching your thighs around his head, too weak from your harsh tear jerking orgasm to squeeze him tighter. In an instant Law got up, still rubbing his shaft, mushroom tip so wet and dripping of his own cum down his knuckles.

“Well…” You huffed, body limp, almost mentally anticipating on him to slide inside you because your body is still shaking. “Use me.”

Your boyfriend wiped his sweaty face, Nothing about this seemed right, his eyes were blurry as well as his kind, but his body started to move on its own, “Fuck—-Im…I love you, Y/n.”

“Hah…I love you t—-ah!”

Almost as if his words of affection was a form of apology, he spat on your sopping wet clit , and slid himself inside, with each inch you felt in your gummy walls was a louder moan to his ears as Law moved his sticky hot body over yours.

“Oh my—-fuck!”

Maybe it was the aphrodisiac but your velvet like pussy made him melt. Law held both your arms over your head, making sure you stayed still and latched his lips on yours as you began to feel yourself move up and down on the cold wooden desk.

It was nothing like he had before; your legs closing him in, hip balls slapping under your ass with each snap of his hips drove you both insane and though the paij of overstimulation was just too much for your pretty little head you couldn’t help but to cry out,

“Please! Please more! Please!”

It was so erotic to him hearing your stuttering words with each thrust form words of begging in his ear, Law begins to breathe even harder out his mouth and into yours, tryjng to kiss your again but the quickened pace of his pumps just left him to graze your lips.

“You feel so fucking good i cant stop! i—i wont stop i need more!”

“Then…ah! Take it….!”

In a moment Law gets his first orgasm with you, and as tired as he already was, he was still hard and throbbing, especially seeing the beautiful sight of his cum oosing out of your cunt, making a mess of his desks and your thighs.

“Turn over.” He says as he moves you on your stomach anyways. Though he was impatient to go another round he still made sure not to be too rough with moving your inevitable sore body.

Your legs just barely dangling off the desk he pulls back one cheek, cursing under his breath at both holes, nibbling at his lip of an idea that may get him fucked up, so…

he doesn’t and proceeds to prod at the CORRECT hole.

“Law…please…just…AHH!”

There wasn’t anytime for teasing, the wet sounds your body was making from just playing with the hood of your clit was stimulation enough to get him to tightly grab your ass and guide them back and fourth to bounce on his pelvis.

Damn it was a pretty view for him.

“Fuck! FUCK! IM CU—“

Like clockwork Law’s pace gets erratic, hips stuttering as he then puts his knee on the desk to feel more of you as well as creeping his hand to your neck to choke you a little. Causing you to bend your back more.

“LA-LAW BABY —“

Didn’t take long for your eyes to be unfocused with swelling tears. The pain was too much, but so addictive you hoped in the back of your head he wasn’t finished.

And almost as if he read your mind; you both still coming down of the last high he applies pressure to your throat to whisper in your ear

“I need more, baby.”

Any normal person could hear the loud screams and “Fuck”’s you both shared as well as the desk scratching up the floors but that was something Law will deal with later.

As of tonight

It was just you, Law, and the aphrodisiac in his blood stream.

[confiscatedpeaches]

A Pathetic Crush, William Afton x afab Reader

Confessing your feelings for your boss didn't turn out as good as you expected, or did it?

Minors DNI. TW: smut, verbal abuse, noncon/manipulation, SA, implied age-gap, generally not a good time for the reader. Reader is assumed to be 18+

You wait outside his office door, heart beating in your throat. Today is the day, you're finally going to reveal your feelings for your boss. Over the last couple of months you seem to have gotten pretty close to him, even making him laugh a couple of times. He always seemed like such a sweetheart, always kind and considerate towards you.

Late for work because somebody hit your car? "No worries love", have to call in sick last minute? "That's alright darling, I can find someone to cover for you." The pet names were a huge plus, especially with his accent. He never seemed to use them with any of your coworkers either. Maybe he feels something special for you as well?

A few moments pass, could he have not heard your knocking? He is always so busy, you pray you aren't bothering him. You raise your hand to knock again when the door opens.

"Oh hello love, come in, come in."

He gestures you inside before closing the door behind him. You turn to face him. He smiles sweetly and tilts his head.

"What brings you to my office darling?" He asks.

You can feel your pulse quicken.

"Well, honestly Mr. Afton I have something to tell you." You answer.

Your hands are clasped in front of your chest, your fingers turning white from being held so tight. This is your big moment, you finally get to say it.

"Well get on with it doll." He says.

You clear your throat.

"Look I really don't know how to say this, I have been trying to tell you for months now, but I have feelings for you."

His smile remains plastered across his face, but his eyes gain an intensity to them.

"Wow, you really think I'd go out with someone as worthless as you? You're barely worth a quick fuck."

You freeze, tears forming in the corner of your eyes. How could he say something like that? You thought you were friends, maybe something more. You hic, trying to suppress the tears that are now rolling down your cheeks. Who is this man?

"I.. am sorry?" You ask.

"Oh don't be sorry, I'm just surprised you had the gall to actually vocalize your feelings."

You look around, trying to find a way out of this situation, but his tall figure is blocking the only exit.

"I, uh... I don't know what to say."

He chuckles and shakes his head.

"Show me how much you want me darling, don't make me fire you now. I know you really need this job."

What? He's right, but how could he be doing this to you right now?

"Are you daft? Did you not hear me? Get on your fucking knees and beg."

The sudden raising of his voice scared you. Not knowing what to do, you drop to your knees.

"Good bunny. Now, beg."

You look down at the ground. Are you really going to beg? Of course you are, what else could you do?

"I... please.. I like you.. please."

His hand grabs your face, tilting it up towards him.

"Eyes on me love, and try a little harder. Gotta' stay employed right?"

You look up at him. His face twisted into a wicked grin staring down at you. You can feel how erect he is through the thin fabric of his pants.

"Please, I want you... to fuck me.. please."

He groans, petting your head with his hand. It feels so good to please him. You feel your panties becoming wet with slick.

"Mmm, good bunny... say more for me.""

"I.. I want to suck your cock... please... I'll do a good job."

You swallow hard. A mix of embarrassment and pleasure swirls within you. He lets go of your head and unzips his pants. He pulls down his underwear and lets out his fully erect cock. The tip is already wet with precum. The light from the window glistens on it.

"Go on then."

You pause and he smacks you with his erection.

"I said suck. You wanted this right? You little whore."

You place your hand on his cock and begin stroking. You part your lips and slide his member into your mouth. Tongue caressing his head, you notice how salty and warm he tastes. He tastes so good, you let out a small moan.

"You're so pathetic, you can't even suck dick right. Let me show you how to do it."

He grabs the sides of your head before forcing his cock further into your throat, making you gag and jolt. He's so massive, you aren't even sure how you're doing this right now. You feel the tip of his member hit the back of your throat, causing it to tighten. He groans and moans as he thrusts into you.

"God yes... good, fucking, bunny... mmmphh."

His hips smash into your lips over and over. The sound of slapping and the smell of sweat, hormones, and humidity fills the room. At first you remain tense. Part of you wishes to resist him, but eventually you relax and give in. It feels so wrong, but so good. You wish you could stay like this forever. Pleasing him feels wonderful, like you were made to bring him pleasure. You feel like he has broken you somehow, used your libido against you. Made you truly his one and only toy.

"Good, just relax. You're loving this aren't you? Pathetic slut, moaning on my cock."

His grunts intensify. He thrusts faster and faster with each sound he makes. You taste a large warm salty release as his seed begins spilling down your throat.

"Swallow, all of it."

You do as he asks and savor each drop. Your throat, freshly fucked raw, greedily takes his cum. His cock throbs inside you.

Once satisfied, he pulls out of you. Your jaw hurts and misses his absence. He lets out a huff.

"Now, I want you to listen to me very carefully okay? I expect you to be in my office after your shift every week, without panties, ready for me to fuck the life out of you. Understand?"

You nod. Feeling happy and full of him, you finally got what you wanted.

[slashingdisneypasta]

Offenderman x Fem!AFAB!Chubby/Fat!Reader || Oneshot

Plot: Offender walks in on you showering but its not what you think.

Warnings: Language, nudity, and groping. 

Tagging: @ladala-shihiro , @miss-understood , and @yesthetrashbin . I hope y'all like this! ^^

This is a work off my old blog, @mainstreambaddies , remastered ^^

“Holy cra-“ As soon as you hear the bathroom door unlock you reach to pull the shower curtain securely around your body, especially when you see the big, tall, terrifying monster come in. Damnit, what is he- “What the hell are you doing in here?!”

“Now, now, hold on~ Don’t get your panties in a twist… “ You watch, in mild horror, as Offender walks further into your bathroom, looking around until he see’s your discarded underwear. He slowly smirks at them, before turning back to you again. “I have a reason for being here.”

“Oh, yeah I’m sure you do,” You scoff. “Its just not happening. You hold on.” You tell him firmly, before taking in a huge deep humongous breath, before yelling. “SLENDER-“

Offenders hand slaps right over your mouth, quickly, so big it basically engulfs your face. Not too hard that it hurt, but enough to be unbelievably irritating. You don’t really believe he’s here to hurt you… not entirely, anyway. As you’re one of Slender's proxie's, you're under his protection here in the mansion (Theoretically. Slender isn't fantastic at staying on top of that particular clause), and Offender is kind of… sort of… maybe… at times... a friend? But you still don’t want him in here with you while you shower!! You're not that close! You don't trust him that deeply! You're not insane- You do stop screaming, though, since you physically cannot make sound loud enough to make any difference anyway with his hand muffling you, and just look at him bored, somehow, with raised brows. “You want to know what I'm doing, now sweetheart?”

You nod, making a pathetic ‘yes’ sound into his hand. He nods and takes it away, so you can take a full, unhindered breath. Now you’re just feeling awkward, taking in the situation. Here you are standing under the steady stream of hot water, your entire backside bare with the now warm plastic shower curtain pulled tight over your front... and there Offender is, in his coat and pants, looking like he's up to no good.

Ffff- flap jacks.

“So, what, um…"Uncomfortably, you adjust the shower curtain against your chest. "What can I do for you?” You ask, feeling unbelievably self-conscious. Typically, you're self conscious around Offender - Offender, with his abs and his perfect sharp teeth and always knowing what to say, - , but now you’re naked. And its so so much worse. He can see your wide arms and your hair is flat and soggy, and you're dripping.

“You were saying yesterday that you think you’re ‘gross’ or ‘undesirable’, or something. Thought that was ridiculous- look at you. So, I wanted to show you you’re not." A slow smirk spreads across his face again, before nodding and stepping back. "Come on out, and let me see.”

Immediately your jaw drops. He wants you to- what?! “What?”

“Come out and show me what’s so gross about you!”

“No,” You exclaim, horrified by the idea. Offender groans, rolls back his shoulders and stretches his neck from one side, to the other.

“Well, if you want something done- You’ve gotta do it yourself, right?” He mutters, and as soon as you hear it, you shuffle back in the tub and grip onto the curtain tighter; Knuckles blanching against the strain. Oh. No. Before you can even open your mouth to protest, or scream again, the curtain is completely gone from your hands and he’s got your hand in his, tugging you out of the tub and to the bathroom tiles, in front of the mirror. You squeak, almost unconcerned about the dangers of slipping as you cover you’re your chest with one arm, rip your other out his grip, and reach for a towel with it. “Uh, uh, uh!” A tentacle shoots out and grabs your wrist, causing your lips part, hopelessly. “No. There aint nothing to be ashamed of, baby, why hide? Come on, look at the mirror. And get rid of this- “

He tries to pull your arm away from your breasts, and you slap his hand. “Stop!”

“Come on, let Daddy see~”

You shoot Offender the worst greasy, making him smirk. “If you call yourself that again, I will personally castrate you.” You hiss. This situation is already mortifying enough, without him calling himself ‘Daddy’ like some terrifying, faceless Freddy Krueger.

He licks his front teeth, grinning at your threat. “Oh, baby girl, don’t you think they’ve tried that before?” Chuckling, he ignores your threat and your plea to stop, and continues to drag your arm away from your body. This leaves you completely bare, except for the heat in your cheeks, down your neck, and across your chest. “Much better~ Now, turn around to the mirror. Would it make you feel better if I dressed down, too?~”

“No. It would most definitely not make me feel better-“ You quickly try to get it through to him how much you do not want him doing that, but he’s already removed his coat. Now facing the mirror, you’re able to see your body, and him standing beside you in just his pants. The humour and horror of this situation quickly melt away as you look, and you just feel disgusted. You absolutely hate looking at yourself, and you avoid it as much as possible. And, standing there with Offender of all people as a reference… just makes it so much worse. He’s built like some Greek God. Did he expect to help?! You frown, and look unhappily at yourself. “... So, you were saying about there being nothing to be ashamed of?”

“Mhm. Look atcha!”

You make a face. “I am looking.”

“What??” Offender asks, mystified as he looks down at your face. Then he makes a gesture that’s his version of eye rolling. “Ugh, tv did this. Look, Y/N, you’re sexy as hell. I’d totally fuck you.”

You purse your lips. He’d fuck anyone, so that isn't saying much. “Everyone's a little self conscious... ” You scoff. “Everyone has issues with themselves... I don't have to change... ”

“Well, I dont.”

“Well, that’s easy, when you look perfect!”

As soon as the words leave your lips, and you both fully process them, a slow, pleased and dangerous smirk spreads across Offenders sharp mouth, turning to look at the real you, not the mirror reflection you. Which, as it turns out, is so much more mortifying! “Perfect? ~”

You get hot again, and take a step back. “Uh, well, obviously! I mean, look at you! You work out, right? I'm not saying that I- that I have a thing for you, Or anything- “Of course, you’re lying. You’ve always had a thing for tall guys. Bonus points when they’re jacked. Who doesnt? But he doesn’t need to know that!

“No, no, no. No take backs, sweetheart~” He grins, and backs you up into a wall, stepping far too close for comfort- his boots are on either side of your feet. He tilts his head “... You want to know what guys like?”

“No-“

He lunges forward suddenly like a cat and you're his little prey, a helpless little mouse, and takes hold of the skin around your waist. The chub on your stomach, the love handles above your hips... your fat. “Meat. The more, the better. And you, my precious, sweet little Y/N… “One hand crawls up and gropes one of your breasts, making you squeak and jump in surprise. He squeezes, smirking in pleasure at getting to do it. “Have plenty of the good stuff~... ”

You seem to have been turned into a stuttering idiot, at this point. You open your mouth, and all that comes out is, “U-um!-“

“That’s why I like you so much.” The other hand trails down your stomach, a finger tracing down to your most delicate, dangerous part. He stops just above it, before switching tact and wrapping an arm around your waist and right up against him. You yelp, and hold onto him so you don’t slip on the wet floor- and because you want to. Is this happening?? Is this real life?! Has he really sweet-talked you into wanting him?! HIM!? You're wet already, and its not just because of the shower that’s still running in the background. God, Slender is going to be so pissed at you for wasting water!- "Babygirl I've been dying to show you a good time. How about you let me?'

You force yourself to think for a split moment, rationally. This is Offenderman. Therefore, this an absolute nightmare situation. Completely. You should say no, you should scream for Slender while you have a chance. But, then... the heat of the moment takes over. And the fact that he actually, truly seems to like how you look makes you feel amazing...

And you’re gone.

“... Okay.”

With delighted grin and he drops to his knees, pulling you that little bit closer, gently by the inside of your knees.

[under-the-dirt]

Hi :3

Question: could I request a one-shot with Ghost based on this song?

thank you for the ask!!! i’ve been wanting to base a one shot off a song for a bit now!! <333

sorry it took a while to respond, i was sleeping and i had to brainstorm the one shot!! but, i really hope you like it <3333

pairing: simon “ghost” riley x reader

tags: afab!reader (sorryz again it’s super hard to write gn! smut. :[), not really established relationship, smut, simon’s kinda mean, but he loves u <3, uhhh petnames, a bit of angst, UNDER 13 DNI!!!!

You and Simon had been in this ‘friends with benefits’ type deal for at least a year now, and he’d always come when you needed him, or when he needed you.

Tonight, you needed each other, as he holds you down to the bed, hands interlocked, slamming into you as you whimper and moan.

He knows you, he knows you so well, well enough to know how to turn your brain off whenever you had sex. He knew how to touch you in all the right places, to say all the right words, move the right way to slam into your g-spot with every thrust.

“A-ah Simon!” You moan, and he shushes you.

“Keep it down, love,” He reminds you. It was nighttime after all , and you were in his highly occupied base. You hated how quiet you had to be.

“Mm- mm… Simon- Simon,” You whine, and he hums, rubbing your clit gently, sending you over the edge quicker than you could have anticipated.

“‘Ave ya wanted me this much? Ya missed me this much?” He teases, collecting your cum and slick on his fingers to display to you, before lifting his mask to his nose and licking his fingers clean. You whine at the sight. “Hm.. So needy nowadays..” He purrs, leaning down and kissing your chest gently, before taking one of your sensitive nipples in his mouth and sucking gently. The sensation was so much, you hardly realized he was back to thrusting into you harder than before, messier, sloppier, and you knew he was close.

“Where d’ya want it?” He asks, still hammering into you, heavy balls slapping against soft skin, and you moan.

“Uh- ch-chest,” You instruct softly, panting for air between broken moans.

“Hm.” He grunts, slowly pulling out and pumping a few times, before releasing a low groan and a puddle of his sticky cum on your chest.

You relax against the bed with a sigh. He climbs off of you, walking to the restroom and wetting a rag with warm water. He walks back over to you and begins cleaning the cum off your chest and cleaning the mess between your legs. Once finished, he walks back to the bathroom and you can hear the shower start.

Taking this as your cue to leave, you slowly get up, trying your best to stay on your feet. Which is always one of the most difficult parts of leaving, he always fucks you so good you can’t stand and you’re sore in the morning. You wish you could just stay the night, but you know that isn’t a possibility.You have a feeling that you both have mutual feelings but.. something won’t let you in. It’s like he’s got his guard up constantly, even for you, who has been in such intimate situations with him multiple times for over a year.

You were still standing there, naked and shaking, eyes unfocused as you were lost in thought. Simon taps the doorway to his bathroom, and you look up.

“If you’re wantin’ to join me, ya could’ve just asked,” He states, and you blush.

“Oh- uhm.. it’s alright.. i- i should get going..” You explain, grabbing your underwear.

“Nah, it’s alright, stay a while,” He offers, and you can’t help but accept. You’ve wanted to forever, and you’ve never gotten the chance. You quickly follow him into the shower, sighing from the feeling of the warm water on your skin.

Suddenly, Simon wraps his arms around your waist and presses a few soft kisses to your neck.

“‘m sorry,” He whispers into your neck, and you place your hand on the back of his head.

“For what?” You ask softly, and he sighs against your skin.

“For.. For not bein’ able t’ be with you..” He explains.

“That’s how a friends with benefits kinda works..”

“No.. I want it t’ be more, Love, I really do,” He whispers, hiding his face in your neck. You’ve never, ever seen this side of him, and it was shocking.

“What do you mean by that?”

“I- I love you.. “ He says your name with such sweet sincerity, you can’t help but blush. “But.. I don’t- I don’t want to hurt you. With everything i’ve done, the person i’ve become.. I don’t, I can’t hurt you.”

“You won’t hurt me, Simon.”

“But i don’t know that. And you don’t know that.”

“I do.”

“You don’t,” He whispers harshly into your neck.

“Then when will I know you? I barely see you, I’ve never even seen your face-“ You respond angrily, and as you turn around to yell at him, you realize he wasn’t wearing the mask.

“Holy fuck,” You whisper, and he presses his lips together in a tight line, unsure of your reaction. You place your hands on his cheeks, holding his face, his fucking beautiful face, rubbing his scarred skin with your thumbs. He’s so much more beautiful than you pictured. His hair is a white blonde, his eyelashes are long and full, lips plump and pink, a slight stubble on his sharp jawline, a scar across the bridge of his nose and a scar on his top lip. You pull him closer and kiss him deeply, before kissing all over his face.

He was blushing now, before feeling the water begin to grow cold.

“Alright, suppose ‘s time to ge’ out,” He chuckles, stepping out of the shower and holding out a towel for you to take. You take said towel, drying yourself off and wrapping it around yourself to get your clothes from his bedroom floor.

After getting dressed, you prepare to leave. You grab your phone and you walk out of his room, giving him a quick goodbye before leaving. You sit in your car a moment, before driving away.

He loves you, and you love him. You both know your feelings for each other, so why doesn’t he ask you out.

He wishes he could. He wishes so greatly he could, but there is part of him stopping this. Stopping him from loving you fully. A part of him will never be able to love you, and he hates that. He hates it, but he can’t change it. He’ll always have that part that won’t love you. Always.

tysm for the ask!! i loved writing this one it was sm fun!! i hope it goes with your idea, this is what i was picturing. tytyty for the ask, j love getting them!! and i love Ghost (the man and the band :3) <333

[maladaptive-day-dreams]

ROBIN TEACHES READER HOW TO FUCK ROBIN TEACHES READER HOW TO FUCK ROBIN TEACHES READER HOW TO FUCK ROBIN TEACHES READER HOW TO FUCK

babes you are fueling my robin thots rn istg i've been thinking about this for SO LONGGGGG (hence why this fic is unbearably long (4.4k so not too horrible but still longer than intended))

framing this as best friend!robin x innocent!reader (both POVs)

nsfw under the cut (strap play: riding & fucking w it, sucking a strap, oral giving and receiving, fingering, scissoring, basically all smut, multiple orgasms) this is FILTHY (also kissing)

You

You and Robin have been best friends for a few years now. The two of you do everything together and talk to each other about everything...almost everything. But you decide to make it everything tonight.

"Hey Robin?" you start tentitively.

"Yeah babes?" Rob says casually from beside you in her bed.

"So you know how I said I'm a virgin?"

Robin stops what she's doing on her phone and looks over at you. "Yeah." She says with a question.

"Well, uh, how does it work? Sex?"

"Your mom never gave you the talk?" she laughs.

"No, no she did but she did it how mom's do—always avoiding the logistics of it," you laugh shyly.

"You've never looked up porn?"

You shake your head no.

"So you're asking me, the resident lesbian, how sex works?"

"Well, I mean you said you tried it with a guy before you realized you were gay and you're my best friend so I felt comfortable asking you about it before I tried to figure it out on my own or got stuck in a situation and didn't know what to do-" you ramble.

Robin looks warily at you and then it's like a light goes off in her head.

"Ok, here's the deal. I'll show you how it works as long as you let me use you as an example. It'll be...very educational but also fun, for me at least. I'm a very hands on teacher so I'll be doing things to you that would happen in hetero sex okay? Say no now if you don't want that or to see that."

"See?" you ask.

Robin chuckles, "so the way I want to teach you is for you to watch me fuck myself with my strap."

Your eyes go wide and you swallow deeply.

"Damn, you're really that innocent are you? You've never touched yourself to make you feel good?"

"No, I-I don't know how."

It's a slight lie. You catch a soft fuck as it leaves Robin's lips. Lips that you really want to touch with how she bites her bottom one. You've always been curious about Robin, about being with a woman, but you know it's "not right" as your parents would say. When you have tried to touch yourself though, it's always been to the thought of Robin. But you always stop before anything happens because what would your parents think?

"You there?" Robin asks.

"Yeah, sorry, um, yeah that's ok. I-I'll watch-" you say softly.

"So here's the thing, a strap needs to be on someone, to sit properly enough to ride it."

Robin

Her eyes grow even wider at that.

"So if you wouldn't mind, putting it on? So I can show you?"

"Oh, ok, yeah I can do that."

"Perfect, now it can get a bit messy so you might want to take your pants off. Only fair really since I'll be without pants too," I laugh trying to persuade her.

I get off the bed and go to my closet, I open my toy box and pull out my purple strap. Fuck this is going to be so hot. Having her below me while I ride my strap is gonna be like one of my wet dreams come to life. I turn around to see her taking her pants off and standing there timidly, waiting for me.

There won't be any coming back from this for me.

I smile softly at her and kneel in front of her, "use my shoulders for support and step into the harness."

She does as I ask—so compliant. I lift the harness up her soft legs and strap it around her waist, hiding her pretty pink panties from my view.

"Now go ahead and get comfy on the bed again, you can lay down or sit up against the pillows, up to you," I say standing. I take off my pants and underwear while she situated herself on my bed, back slightly raised as she leans against the pillows so her head is a bit elevated so she can see better.

I'm wet just thinking about this.

"I'm gonna start by showing you how to do a blow job ok? This will help me, honestly, so the dildo is wet enough for me to ride it easily without lube."

She nods her head and watches as I move onto the bed and lay down between her spread legs. God I wish there wasn't a strap and panties between me and her sweet pussy right now.

I look at her and smile before licking a stripe up my strap from base to tip. I catch her tongue dart out to wet her perfect lips before taking the dildo into my mouth and slowly taking all of it. I feel her thighs tense under my hands, and smile to myself, pulling off the dildo to talk her through the motions.

"Now," I say, moving my hands to stroke the fake cock. "Since you've never done this before you probably won't be able to take the whole dick into your mouth at once, which is fine, the guy is just going to be happy that you're sucking off even a part of it."

Her eyes are glued on my hands moving up and down the strap, shiny and wet with my spit. "If it doesn't all fit in your mouth you can just stroke what doesn't with your hands. You want to squeeze it a little but not enough to hurt. Just slight pressure from base to wherever it fits or base to tip if you're taking a breather."

I collect enough spit in my mouth to let it drop onto the tip of the dildo and watch her reaction. Her breathing elevates and her pupils dilate. I think I notice her hands gripping the comforter, too.

"Guys love that. It's so hot to them."

I take the cock back in my mouth and bob my head, making sure to hit the back of my throat so I gag a little. Coming off of it I say, "they really enjoy that too. They love when girls choke on their cocks.

You

I don't think I'm breathing. Robin is sucking my cock her strap and it's the hottest thing I think I've ever seen. My pussy is clenching around nothing and I know just how wet I am right now.

She takes the dildo back into her mouth for a few more head bobs and I see one of her hands snake under her body to her cunt. She's touching herself while sucking my dick.

She pulls that hand back up as she lets go of the dildo with a pop and then she strokes it with wet fingers from her cunt.

"Did you-did you get wet from that?"

Robin blushes and looks at me, "yeah, my ex-girlfriend and I would take turns on who would wear the strap and I really got off on giving it a blowjob while she wore it."

Her ex. Great.

"Alright, now's where we're going to get real personal and you'll be seeing my pussy. If you're not okay with this say so now," she says, sitting up on her knees. Her t-shirt is still long enough to hide her nakedness from me but god I want to see her.

"No-no it's fine, I'm good."

Robin smiles and shifts off to one side of me. "Can you put your legs together for me? This way it's easier for me to straddle you."

I do as she asks and squeeze my thighs together to try and get some release, hoping she doesn't notice.

Then she does it. She lifts her shirt slightly and swings a leg over my waist and I can finally see her perfect, wet cunt. She pauses and drops the shirt so she can grab the strap and then pauses.

"Okay so I'm going to take off my shirt so you can actually see the mechanics of what's going on. Is that ok?"

I nod my head yes.

"Words darling, I need words from you," Robin chuckles.

"Yes," I respond clearly, despite my dry throat.

She takes her tee off in a swift motion and is left in just her sports bra. I try not to stare. but I can't help that my eyes go straight to her hard nipples that show through the thin fabric.

Robin

She's staring at my tits and there's no way she's straight. Maybe I have a chance?

No no no don't get distracted, you're teaching her. And getting off for the first time in a while, while doing it.

"Eyes on me babes."

Her eyes meet mine and I smile at her. "Still good?"

"Mhm."

"Good. Now have you touched yourself before." She nods. "Do you know what hole your vagina is?" She nods again. "Good, usually you want the guy's dick or your cunt to be nice and wet, either with your own slick or lube. The other thing that helps with the first time is a bit of fingering so you can stretch and it wont hurt as much going in."

I do exactly that, hand reaching between my thighs, fingers pumping in and out of my pussy a few times. Her eyes don't leave my hand. Once I've fingered myself almost to completion—her watching just does something to me—I shift my hips forward and use the hand that was just in me to line the tip of the strap up with my entrance.

I watch her face as I sink onto the toy. She won't stop staring at my cunt and it's distracting and so intoxicating. I groan as the dildo bottoms out in me, hitting that one spot just right. Her eyes snap up to mine at the noise and I smile at her.

"Once you're on his cock, if you're riding him you can put your hands two places to help you. His shoulders-" I place my hands on her shoulders and moan softly as the toy shifts inside me. "Or leaning back and putting your hands on his thighs behind you," I do this and her eyes follow me.

"Pick a position that feels the best for you," I gasp as I start to rock my hips. "Then you can either bounce on his dick, or roll your hips to hit the right spot."

I stop talking and focus on hitting my high. Hands grasping tightly to plush thighs as I lift my hips up and then down and then roll and repeat. God I'm so close and she's so pretty as she watches me.

"But-but what if I'm not riding him? What if I'm the one laying down?"

I don't stop my movements, doing my best to answer while still fucking myself to the sight of her curious gaze.

"Jesus christ, uh then he'll be in control of the speed and movements," I reply with ragged breath. "You can tell him what feels best though. And you can play with your clit if you need help to finish." As I say this, I reach my hand down to play with my clit. My fingers run around it in circles as I speed up my ministrations. The coil in my belly is tightening, I know I'm close. I open my closed eyes to meet hers and feel her hands as they softly rest on my thighs.

I come undone.

You

Robin's face tenses and then her mouth drops open in a silent cry. Her thighs tense and she caves in on herself above me and it's the most erotic sight I've ever seen.

She pants and her thighs continue to tense as she keeps riding out her orgasm.

"So-sorry," she laughs shyly. "I haven't masturbated in a while so that was a big one."

"It's-" I clear my throat. "It's okay," I say, thighs clenching while I do so.

"Anyway," Robin says as she gets up on shaky legs. "That's how hetero sex works."

I nod my head, but my eyes wont leave the strap around my waist, glistening with her release. She taps my hips and helps take the toy off of me and then puts it over on her chair and runs to the bathroom.

I can't stop looking at the toy.

"Do you have any questions?" Robin asks from her bathroom.

"Uh, no! Not really!"

She comes back into the room in her sports bra and a new pair of underwear and then pauses when she catches my face.

"You definitely have questions," she laughs.

I feel a blush warming my cheek. I do, but they might ruin the friendship.

"No, no it's okay."

"Babes, you just watched me cum. There's nothing we can't talk about now."

I weigh my questions, trying to figure out which to ask first.

"Can you-" I pause and steel my nerves. "Can you show me how to kiss?"

Robin's eyes go wide, "uh, okay, yeah."

She climbs back on the bed and settles in front of me. Pushing a strand of hair behind my ear she cups my cheek and brings my face closer to hers. Robin's eyes search my face and I lose patience.

I close the gap.

I press my lips to hers and pull back. She's stunned for a moment before I lean in again. This time she meets me halfway. Lips pressing against mine harshly. Her tongue swipes at my lips and I open my mouth to her. Our tongues meet and I moan into her open mouth. I shift myself up on my knees so I can be nearer to her and she lets me. Without our lips separating, she's guiding my waist so I straddle her.

She breaks away, "you definitely don't need kissing lessons."

I don't care what she says, trailing hot kisses down her neck.

"Love," Robin whispers. "Please."

The beg makes me come back up and meet her eyes. I move for a kiss but she pulls back.

"I need to know what's happening before we continue."

I whine, needing her lips. "Robbbb."

"No," she says sternly, lifting me from her lap and sitting me in front of her. "I won't take advantage of you in this state. I need you to tell me what's happening and what you want."

Robin

"You," she breathes, her chest rising as rapidly as my heartbeat. "I want you, please?"

"Wait, wait, wait." Am I hearing this right?

"Robin please, I never thought it was right until tonight—until seeing you come undone above me," she pauses and grabs my hand to play with. She runs her fingers along my own before saying, "when I've touched myself, it's always been to you."

My mouth goes dry and I go speechless.

She keeps playing with my fingers while I sit in front of her in a small state of shock. But then, she drags our intertwined hands between her legs. She moves our hands into her panties to pulls my hand to her center.

"Feel how wet I am for you."

That breaks me and I jump towards her. She giggles as we fall onto the bed, lips locking again, my hand still in her panties. I stroke lazily at her wet folds and she moans into our kiss. My thumb finds her clit and she leaves the kiss with a gasp, I feel her cunt retract against my finger and can't wait to feel her clenching my fingers when I finally find my way into her. I take the opportunity to kiss down her neck and bite at the juncture of her shoulder.

"Take your shirt off," I demand.

My thumb continues to rub her clit as she rids herself of the fabric and shows me all of her—almost all of her.

"No bra?"

"They're uncomfortable," she gasps as I take a hard nipple into my mouth at the same time that I start to probe her hole with my fingers. "Robinnnn."

I push one finger into her and feel just how wet she is. So slick for me, so beautiful under me. I finger her while laving at her tits, taking turns sucking and biting at each nipple until she's writhing under me.

I take my mouth and hand from her. Lifting my hand to my face and taking the finger that was just in her into my mouth.

Her eye's go wide.

"So fucking sweet, god I want to taste you?"

"Taste me?"

I chuckle, "you're so innocent it's insane. You know how I sucked on the strap?" She nods. "That's oral for guys. Oral for us is being eaten out. Can I eat you out?"

She hesitates.

"What do you want, love?"

"Can you fuck me first? With your strap? I want to know how it feels."

God this woman will be the death of me.

"Yeah," I say, getting off of her to retrieve the toy. "Let me go clean it first." I move towards the bathroom.

"No," she says quickly. A blush creeps onto her cheeks again.

You

"I want you to fuck me with it, with your cum on it," I say the second part in a hushed tone.

"Say it again?"

"Fuck me with your cum still on it," I blurt out. "Please?"

Robin's eyes go dark. "What a dirty dirty girl. Who would've thought. Innocent little you, wanting to get fucked with my cum covered cock?"

My pussy clenches at her chiding and I cower as she steps into the harness and secures her strap onto her hips.

She comes back to the bed and grabs my chin so I meet her darkening eyes. "Don't hide away, baby. You asked for this so be excited, I'm gonna fuck you just like you asked."

I go to lay down on my back but Robin stops me.

"Nope, I'm going to show you the top position for guys." Robin says. "It's also my favorite to fuck in. Get on all fours, ass towards me."

Doing as she says, as soon as my ass is in front of her she smacks it and I jolt forward with a gasp, but then she leans down and kisses where she smacked. "What a perfect little ass. I'd love to take it someday, if you'll let me. But we can work up to that later."

She taps her strap against my wet cunt. It's cold now, the fan going chilled Robin's cum as it sat on her chair out of use.

My body moves for me, against me, and pushes my ass into Robin's waist. One hand on my hip, the other grabs her cock and pushes the tip through my pussy, teasing my hole and meeting my clit before sliding back and into me.

"Robin," I moan her name as she enters me. I feel so full of her and can't help but push back into her, unknowingly taking more of the strap until it hits a spot in me that has my knees weak and pussy clenching. I lean down onto my elbows at the sensation and Robin moves to lean over me.

"Move, please," I beg. And she does. Robin pulls the strap almost all the way out and then pushes back into me, starting at a slow pace at first but quickly speeding up to a relentless one.

I'm gasping between moans as the tip of her cock hits just right inside of me. Pleading for her not to stop, and she doesn't.

Instead she presses down into my back and wraps a hand around my waist to find my clit. My pussy clenches as she runs circles around the bud, eliciting more noises from my lips as she fucks me.

"So-close-" I groan.

"You're safe, you can cum, go ahead baby. Cum for me."

Something in me snaps and my vision goes white as my legs shudder and try to close. Robin keeps dragging her strap in and out of me as I climax until I beg her to stop.

Robin

The noises she makes when she finishes are heaven to me. She's gasping and moaning and I can't stop fucking her until shes begging me to stop.

I pull out and see her release start dripping out of her.

"I need to taste you," I breathe. "Lay on your back for me."

She does as I say, body spent and willing, as I take my strap off and drop it onto my nightstand. I'll clean it later.

Laying on my stomach on the bed, I grab her thighs and push them apart opening her to me.

"God your pussy is so pretty," I say before diving right in and licking up her slit from hole to clit.

She arches off the bed with a cry, her hands finding their way into my hair as I worship her cunt with my mouth. My tongue and mouth are focused on getting every last drop of her release, tongue darting in and out of her as she squirms.

My arms instinctively wrap around her thighs to hold her down as I take my fill. I move from her cunt to her clit and lave at it. Circling it with my tongue before sucking it into my mouth, earning the loudest scream yet from her lips. A scream of my name.

"ROBIN!"

"You gotta be quieter babe, don't need the entire neighborhood knowing you're being ravished by the town lesbian right now," I smile, taking a brief break to look at her fucked out face and kiss her inner thigh.

And then I'm back in her cunt, paying all the attention to her little bundle of nerves while one arm leaves its wrap around her leg so I can finger her as I suck.

It doesn't take long for her to cum after adding my fingers. And she does, wholly and loudly. Her body arches off the bed and her thighs try to close around me as I move my mouth from her clit down to taste more of her release. Her legs are shaking and her hands are pushing me away from her cunt.

I look at her and suck off the fingers that were just inside of her before licking my lips and smiling.

You

Her chin is shiny with my release and I can't think straight.

But that's okay because I definitely am not.

"You taste so fucking good," Robin says, crawling up to me. She kisses me deeply and I taste myself on her tongue.

"Show-show me how girls fuck," I breathe against her lips. "It's more than that right?"

"Babe, you need to rest, you just had two orgasms," she laughs, peppering kisses down my neck.

"Wanna make you feel good though, will it make you feel good?"

"Love, you've made me feel so good tonight, promise."

"Please," I beg. "Show me?" My hand moves down her body to her mound and inches further and further. Robin opens her thighs to me and reconnects our lips as I trail fingers up her slit and find her clit. She moans into my mouth as I rub and rub, my own pussy getting wet with arousal again.

"A-ah ok-ok," Robin grasps my wrist and stops my movements. "I'll show. Sit up for me."

As I do so, Robin gets up on her knees and moves towards my waist. She kneels in front of me and tucks her left leg under my right, and my right above her left.

She holds me up by the small of my back before explaining, "lesbian sex is a lot—oral, toys, fucking with straps—but this is scissoring."

With that she lowers me down at an angle and I feel the heat of her wet cunt before actually feeling her pussy rub against my own.

"Fuck, Robin," I moan, arms wrapping around her shoulder as she guides my hips to rock along her own as they move. Her mouth latches onto one of my tits as we rub against each other. Warmth seeps from me to her and this feels like the most right thing ever.

How could this ever be a bad thing?

Robin is huffing along with the movement of our bodies, her head thrown back, eyes screwed shut. I cup the back of her head with my hands that rest at her neck and pull her mouth to mine, taking over the movement of my hips so she can grasp onto me and pull me ever-so closer to her. We move in sync, rocking and kissing and moaning until we reach the end and climax together feeling the warmth between our bodies spread more and more until we're tingly with feeling and looking at each other like a lightbulb just went off.

"My turn to taste," I say moving from Robin's lap and laying down on the bed.

Robin

She beckons me with her eyes and her hands as they guide me by my thighs so I hover above her.

"You sure you've never done this before," I laugh in a sex-drunk haze.

"Never, you're my first but I've imagined my lips on you hundreds of times by now."

I moan at her confession and shift closer to her mouth. She has no patience though, and pulls me down so her hot, wet tongue licks up my cunt.

"FUCK!" I moan above her. My hands shoot to the headboard to steady me as she takes her sweet time licking and sucking curiously, finding a rhythm. Her lips circle and suck at my clit and I encourage her, "right there, yes, god, yes-"

It's like I can feel her smile against my pussy, and she stays, sucking on and trailing around my clit with her tongue. I start to grind into her, and she shifts her focus to my hole, licking around it before plunging her tongue as deep as it will go. I jolt and she continues to fuck me with her tongue while I grind on her, her nose hitting my clit just right with each roll of my hips.

"So-so close, baby. So close," I gasp.

She moves back to kissing at my clit and within a few rolls of her tongue I'm done for. Thighs clenching around her ears, a silent moan leaving my mouth open as I shudder above her.

She taps my leg and I move off of her, collapsing backwards onto the bed beside her. I turn and press a kiss to her knee beside my head and she reciprocates with the same.

We lay in silence, catching our breath.

...what now? I think. But she speaks before I get a chance to ask.

"Well...I'm definitely not straight."

We laugh together.

Everything will turn out okay.

[l1tw1ck]

Rich Man's Privilege

FTM!Ayato x Top!Male Reader

Series: Let's Go Public

Warnings: Semi-Public (Bathroom) Sex, Vibrators

Words: 754

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"Dinner? As an apology?" You summarize Ayato's words. Ayato hasn't been able to spend time with you lately, he's been doing some work that required his full attention.

"Yes, I'm free for the rest of the week." He nods.

"Hmm." You search through Ayato's box of toys, making Ayato nervous. You pick up a vibrator and it's matching remote. "Then, since you owe it to me, you should wear this."

Ayato gulps, realizing what he just got himself into. "Honey...you know I have an image to uphold."

You pull him close to you. "Are you gonna be good and listen to me? Or do you want an even worse punishment?"

"I'll do it." Ayato was excited but concerned about his reputation. "I'll listen to you."

"That's what I like to hear." You kiss him on the cheek. "Why don't we make this a dinner for you and Thoma? I'll watch from a distance."

"Okay.." He nods, scared but interested about how that would turn out. "I'll...I'll talk to him about it."

"That's a good boy." You play with his hair. "If you do well, you'll get a reward."

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"Thanks for buying me dinner!" Thoma smiles.

"Don't mention it. You deserve it for all your hard work this week." Ayato shakes his head. "Order whatever you want, don't worry about the— uh- the price." Ayato's eyes widen as he feels the vibrator turn on.

"Is something wrong?"

"Oh, everything is- fine- don't worry about me." Ayato shifts in his seat.

"If you're sure.." Thoma picks up the menu.

Ayato uses his menu to hide his face, holding back his moans the best he can. You turn the vibrator up, smirking from across the table.

"Did you decide what to order?" Thoma asks, putting down his menu.

"I'll- hh- get whatever you get-" Ayato peeks over the menu.

Thoma gives Ayato a strange look. "Okay...Are you going to drink?"

"Mhm~"

Thoma notices Ayato's moan. "Waka...don't tell me you..?"

Ayato coughs. "No- no- you're mistaken- ah~" Ayato struggles even more as you continue to raise the vibrations. Ayato shoots you a look of desperation.

You get up and walk to the bathroom, winking at Ayato.

"Excuse me.." Ayato gets up from the table and quickly walks to the restaurant bathroom.

Thoma shakes his head, deciding to order more as compensation for being in that situation.

Ayato clings onto you, shakily begging you to turn it off. You pull him into a stall, shushing him before you turn it off. He buries his head in your chest, incredibly needy for you. You pull his pants and underwear down, taking the vibrator out. You slide it in your pocket and plant kisses along Ayato's neck.

"You did good baby, ready for your reward?"

Ayato nods.

You pull your pants down slightly, just enough to get your dick free. You pick Ayato up and spear him onto your dick.

Ayato gasps, orgasming from the penetration. "Sorry.." Ayato buries his head in your shoulder, wrapping his legs around you.

"Just stay quiet, you can bite me if it helps." You rub his back. "I'm gonna move, okay?"

Ayato nods, holding onto you as you move him up and down. "Yeah~" Ayato moans softly.

"Shh, baby."

Ayato kisses you to quiet his moans, only pulling away to breathe.

"Waka?" Thoma enters the bathroom. "Um...I know you're uh, using the bathroom, but the restaurant is going to close."

"Fuck- Pay them- hhn- to keep it open. Ma- make them si- sign an NDA. Yes- yes-" Ayato moans. "You ha- have my ca- aah~! Fuck!"

"Okay." Thoma blushes and leaves.

"Gonna cu- come~! Yes! Yes!" Ayato moans loudly, clenching around you.

"Can I come in you, doll?"

"Please~! Yes~! Oh my gods~! Yes~!"

You bite his neck, fucking your load into him.

Ayato screams in pleasure. You slow down, resting your head on Ayato's shoulder.

"We can't do anything outside of the house because of how loud you are."

Ayato sighs dreamily as you pull out of him. "What're we gonna do about this.." You look at the cum dribbling out of him.

"Mm, they'll clean it up." Ayato shrugs. "Thoma probably paid them a lot."

You put him on the ground and let him pull his pants up, you do the same.

You leave the bathroom, Ayato clinging onto your arm.

"Oh, Waka, they won't tell anyone." He shows the mock up NDA with the worker's signatures.

"Good job, Thoma." Ayato smiles, drunk off sex. "Let's go home.."

[scolbert22]

For @brandedx2 on his birthday

*DING DONG*

Kevin set down the glass bowl he’d been stirring and made the perilous walk from his kitchen to the front door. He stubbed his toe on an unpacked box labeled  “BOOKS,” cursing loudly.  I’ve been here almost two months, he thought to himself as he hobbled over to the door. I really need to finish unpacking. When he answered the door, he saw his new neighbor Hank on the front porch. Hank was a tall guy in his mid-40s, He was the gym teacher and football coach at the local high school. He was also very handsome, broadly built with a handsome stoic face. There was something different though. Every time Kevin had seen the man, he’d been wearing a snug pair of Wranglers. Now, however, the handsome older man was wearing a pair of dark grey sweatpants. Kevin’s heart began to race as he suspected the reason for the change in wardrobe.

“Hey buddy,” said Hank in his deep rumbling baritone, shifting from foot to foot. He seemed a lot less confident than Kevin had ever seen him. “I, uh, I was in the neighborhood and I was just wonderin’ if you’d be willin’ to give me some advice on a...purchase...I made recently.” 

Kevin smiled warmly and stepped out of the way, inviting the bigger man inside. “Absolutely! What kind of purchase do you mean?” He loved playing dumb in these situations, forcing the straight dudes to squirm a little.

Hank cleared his throat and then sniffed. “Well, uh, it’s a long story. For a month or two, I’ve been...packin’ on a few pounds...” He adjusted his camo baseball cap, looking anywhere but Kevin. “And it is all...accumulatin’ in one spot... I guess you could say.”

“Oh? I’m not sure what you mean.” Kevin cocked his head in mock confusion. Hank’s ears were starting to turn pink. 

“Uh, well, my, uh....myasskeepsgettinbigger.” he muttered, so quietly Kevin could barely hear it. 

“What? I think I must have misheard you.” the shorter man grinned, watching the blush spread down to Hank’s neck with great enjoyment.

“I said, my...ass...keeps gettin’ bigger” He said, face burning with embarrassment. He was shifting from foot to foot again. “I can’t fit into any of my old pants anymore, or my old drawers. And I bought some replacements on the internets, and I guess I was maybe a little drunk when I did it because...” The poor man looked like he was going to have a stroke. “Well I was just wonderin’ if you could take a look and see if they’re...okay. I know that guys who are...like you...are better with that kinda stuff.” 

“Okay, well let me see the package and I’ll take a look.”

Shock flashed across Hank’s face. “The-uh, package?” 

“Yeah, the package the underwear came in?”

Kevin had never seen a person turn as red as Hank did in that moment. “Uh, I didn’t think to bring the package. I kinda, um, well I kinda wore ‘em here.” 

It took everything in Kevin not to burst out laughing, but he kept up the act. “Oh wow. Well, let’s see what we’re working with.”

Hank cleared his throat, and then turned around. He took a deep, shaky breath as he hooked his thumbs under the waistband of his sweatpants, and then lowered them. Kevin’s eyebrows went up in surprise. 

When Kevin had met Hank, his ass had been small, tight, and perky. In the short time since, it had become a giant pair of soft, fat globes that jiggled and bounced without the support of his pants. Buried between them was a black thong. Kevin grinned.

“Well, you want my professional opinion, as a gay guy?” He asked.

Hank gulped. “uh, yes please.”

“Well, I think they’re a little boring...”

Hank turned back, looking surprised. “...Boring?”

“Yeah! I mean where are the patterns? Where’s the lace?”

“Would you...like it more if they were...lacy?” Hank looked like he couldn’t believe the words he was saying.

Kevin smiled. “Absolutely! In fact, you should probably wait for my approval next time.” Hank blushed more and nodded.

It was clear that the “homemade punch” Kevin had served to all the men in the neighborhood at his housewarming barbecue was finally beginning to show results. The powder he’d bought online had promised that the effects would include a steady increase in gluteal growth and sensitivity, heightened sexual feelings for the same sex, submissive tendencies, lowered intellect...

Hank cleared his throat. “I was uh, I was wonderin’ if maybe you wanted to...touch ‘em?” He didn’t need to ask twice. Kevin’s hands were practically on his pale jiggling cheeks before the bashful redneck could finish the sentence. Hank’s deep rumbling voice climbed a few octaves as he yelped and whimpered in pleasure like he’d never felt before. He backed into Kevin, desperate for more. 

as Kevin teased the poor man with the floss of his own thong, he reached around, his hand slipping into the front pouch. His hand wrapped easily around Hank’s diminished tool. Kevin was happy to see the powder had delivered in that regard too.

“I-it’s....normally biiiigger!” Hank whined in his new bitched-out tone. That was certainly an understatement. The 7 inch club that had filled out the front of his Wranglers two months ago was now a two inch button boner. 

“Well, it’s much more manageable now.” Kevin taunted, working a finger between his new toy’s massive mounds.

 Hank’s eyes went crossed and he let out a whine so high that his voice cracked. His tiny dick erupted immediately, and he slumped back against the shorter man behind him. Kevin had to practically carry him to the sofa. Hank sat panting, red faced, trying to collect himself.

“I-I think *HUFF* somethin’s *HUFF*  happening to me!” he whined between pants, unable to articulate the transformation that had brought him here. 

“Well, you just lay there and have a deep breath and we’ll talk things through okay? I’ll make sure you have nothing to worry about.” Kevin cooed down at him like he was talking to a frightened stray dog. 

Hank looked up at him hopefully, his breath evening out. “You mean you’ll help me?”

“Of course! You just lie back and let me take care of everything.” Kevin patted him on the cheek condescendingly. ”Oh but where are my manners? You’re a guest! I just made some punch, would you care for a glass?”