#can u tell im ovulating

[ryukatters]

4EVA (that means forever) - s. gojo

⟡ Pairing: Satoru Gojo x Fem! Reader

⟡ Content/warnings: //smut, //cockwarming, //unprotected smex, overstimulation, //cunnilingus, //cum eating, some dub con if you squint, lovesick! Gojo, Gojo’s also a little shit but what’s new? (Pls let me know if I forgot anything) 

⟡ A/N: brain go brrrrr. i want him so bad. completely not proofread

⟡ Summary: I know two things and two things only: 1) Satoru Gojo is obsessed with you and 2) he is obsessed with overstimulating you

⟡ wc: 1.8k

Your boyfriend is annoying. 

You hate him. You want him. Everything’s too much. It’s not enough.

You snap out of your stupor at the sound of Satoru’s voice. “I thought I told you to focus, sweetheart,” he tuts with a teasing tilt. 

You want to scoff. How could you not focus when the very person asking you to is the same one that’s consuming all your senses? 

“Fuck you, Satoru,” you hiss. Unsurprisingly, no matter how much venom laces your tone, your words go rushing straight to his dick. You’re just too cute, all the time, Satoru thinks. Especially when you’re like this, completely at his mercy. All bark and no bite. Though he wouldn’t mind if you had the latter, either. He likes it when you put up a fight, because making you fall apart is so much sweeter that way. 

You can feel him twitch inside you. The dull throbbing within you makes you shudder with pleasure, still over-sensitive from how Satoru’s managed to fuck you until you’re cock-drunk and delirious. A whine manages to escape from your lips, and Satoru can’t help but laugh. You can snap at him all you want, but he knows exactly how to give it to you, just how you like it. 

“What’s wrong, baby?” he hums into your ear, running his large hands up and down your body in an attempt to comfort you. Goosebumps are left in the wake of where his burning hands pass. “Sensitive, huh? I haven’t even done anything to you.” 

Liar, you think. Gojo’s managed to take orgasm after orgasm out of you— always urging you with a, “It’s okay baby, I’ve got you. You can give me one more, right?” —no matter how much you whine that it’s too much.

He’s insatiable in every regard to you. If he could, Satoru thinks he’d crawl under your skin and live there. 

You want to cry. You feel so very overwhelmed, all senses heightened. The hot puffs of Satoru’s breath over your neck, the way one of his hands squeeze at your tits, and the way the other snakes down between your legs to rub loving circles into your clit.

You gasp at the sudden surge in pleasure, head lolling back to rest on Satoru’s shoulder. You can still feel his lips against your neck, the corner of his mouth quirking up as he presses a kiss followed by a hard suck and loving bite against your jugular. Your hips involuntarily lift up, walls dragging against Satoru’s cock. He hisses before he slams you back down into his lap. 

“Nuh uh, pretty girl,” he borderline growls, hand leaving a warning slap against your clit. “The whole reason we’re here is because you didn’t want to behave. You’re going to take what I give you like the good girl I know you are.”

You nod like you understand, but your mind is far too hazy to take in anything aside from how your boyfriend is making you feel.

“Toru, toru, fuck. I’m gonna cum,” you cry out, nails digging deep crescents into either of your boyfriend’s thighs. 

“Yeah? Cum for me then, sweetheart.” 

The coil that’s slowly been threatening to unravel this whole time suddenly snaps, sending you spiraling into a state of euphoria. The pleasure is so mind-blowing it feels like you’ve ascended to heaven. 

Satoru’s eyes roll back into his head as he lets out a guttural groan. Your pussy pulses around his length, and he only gives a few shallow thrusts before a moan comes tumbling out of his lips and he paints your insides with his cum. His grip on you somehow gets even tighter, strong arms squeezing you as he rides out his orgasm, like his subconscious is determined to meld the two of you into one. 

You can barely comprehend what’s happening to you as Satoru slips out from behind you, and forces you onto your back as you hit the mattress with a soft thud. Your eyes flutter shut as you come down from your high. 

You feel a dip in the mattress by your legs. Your thoughts go static still. No, it can’t be. Your eyes snap open to see Satoru make himself at home in between your legs for what feels like the hundredth time today. 

He smiles sweetly up at you, planting a few open mouth kisses down your stomach and on the insides of your thighs. Your eyes meet his, and you’re hit with an overwhelming surge of emotions. Satoru’s eyes are blue like the clearest sky, and they could never hide anything from you. Right now, all you can see is pure, unadulterated want. There’s a predatory glint in his eyes that makes your legs feel like jelly. You stiffen, breathing jagged as your heartbeat quickens. 

Satoru wastes no time in pressing a sweet kiss to your clit, sucking lightly. His hands have a vice grip on your hips as you thrash beneath him, willing you to stay in place. 

“Toru, please,” you cry out. It feels like you’re begging, but you’re not quite sure for what. Release? Or for him to let you go so you can wipe that smug grin off his stupidly handsome face? “It’s too much, I can’t—“

“But you can, pretty,” he hums, with so much conviction that you start to believe him too. The subtle vibrations of his murmurs against your pussy do nothing for your near-delirious state. “And you will,” he says with finality.

There’s no room for arguing, because what Satoru wants is what Satoru gets.

And what Satoru wants right now is for you to fall apart even more for him, to feel the squeeze of your thighs against his head as you try to rock your hips against his face until he passes out. 

“Besides,” his tongue prods at your entrance, “we need to clean you up somehow. You’re dripping.” And to prove his point, he drags two fingers inside you, expertly hitting that spongey spot that knocks the wind out of your lungs and has you seeing stars. You can vaguely make out the lewd squelches that fill up the room, and the warm mix of yours and Satoru’s cum dripping out and down your slit. Your boyfriend watches in a trance as the milky white slick dribbles out of you, slowly but surely on its way to wet his bedsheets. He wastes no time in lapping it up before it can even hit the sheets. It would be a shame for any of that to be wasted, he thinks. 

“Look at me,” he demands. You manage to weakly prop yourself up on your shoulders, tears threatening to spill as Satoru continues you finger you. You look so needy, so pretty like this. Your lip juts out in a slight pout and Satoru swears he can cum just by looking at you. “There’s my good girl,” he all but coos. 

“You’re so perfect,” he rasps, and he shudders at the way you clench around his fingers at his praise. He alternates between sucking at your clit and licking up and down your pussy, moaning at the way you taste when combined with him. You taste phenomenal normally, but the fact that you would even grant him the privilege of letting him ruin you has his mind reeling, and it makes him a little crazy. 

You’re so, so close. Your eyes screw shut in an attempt to drown out everything that isn’t Satoru’s tongue and fingers. Just a little bit more— then all of a sudden the mind-numbing pleasure is gone, ripped away from you. 

“I thought I told you to look at me?” Satoru’s voice cuts through you, and although there’s a slight teasing tilt to his question, you know better than to disobey him a second time. That smile on his face promises no mercy. 

“Satoru, I—“

“If you want to cum, keep your eyes on me.” 

You know not to argue with him when he’s as pussydrunk as he is (though you also know that even if you didn’t listen, he’d let you cum anyways. Satoru could never refuse you that.) 

Satoru swears he’s found heaven between your thighs as you grind your pussy against his face. He’s practically making out with your pussy, looking up at you with hearts in his eyes as he suckles on your clit, his saliva mixing with your slick that begins to pool beneath you. Your incessant whines and chants of his name fill his ears and he feels dizzy. You look at him, dazed, and he can’t help but think that he’s never seen a sight more beautiful than you. 

A melody of your ecstasy and his bliss fill the open air. The wet sounds of his tongue slurping your pussy and his fingers stretching out your tiny hole are enough to make your ears burn. But all of that hardly matters when Satoru takes one of your hands and places it on top of his head, urging you to card your fingers through his white locks, tugging a bit roughly, just how he likes it. Satoru doesn’t let up, and the way he’s going down on you almost feels greedy. 

The familiar pleasure bubbling up within you threatens to spill again, and all you can do is babble as a tear slips down your cheek. Satoru hasn’t stopped looking at you, and even with him practically devouring you, the stare he gives you is primal and hungry. 

“You’re about to cum, aren’t you baby?” Though it seems more like a statement than a question. You nod desperately, clenching around Satoru’s fingers. 

“Need to cum so badly, Toru. Pleas—“ you begin to plead, but you’re cut short by a hard suck to your swollen clit and Satoru thrusting his fingers in and out of you at a quicker pace. 

“Shh, it’s okay, baby. I know. I’ll let you cum.” 

You trill as you hit your umpteenth climax, with Satoru not stopping his ministrations until you’re pushing him away. He pulls away from your pussy with a slight pop and smiles at you, chin shimmering with his spit and your juices. He cages you underneath him, and gives you a loving kiss on the lips before he pulls away slightly. 

He grips your jaw, tapping his index finger against the plushness of your cheek. He grins when he hears you whimper. You open your eyes to meet his once more.  “Hey, pretty girl.” Satoru coos, sickeningly sweet. You can feel a wet spot accumulating on the apex of your thigh, followed by a few taps of something hard. 

“Think you can give me one more?”

Then y’all go for 3 more rounds

Work belongs to @ryukatters. Please do not repost or translate my writing anywhere.

[chrollogy]

iwaizumi hajime (27) athletic trainer doing the gym belt flick…….. I KNOW HIS WAIST IS SNATCHED

[hog-babe]

just decided im going to knit mittens for all the women in my partner's family........ordered the yarn and everything........i will never get this done by christmas lol

[uumeboshii]

making out with kei. you've been bugging him about how he's so cautious, always looking around before giving you a quick peck when you're out n about. going stiff when you hug his arm when walking down the street to go get some ice cream. so he takes you out on a date one night nd as you walk back to the subway station, he drags you into a sketchy, dark alley before kissing you. you stumble back and crash with the wall, him getting ahold of your hips, teeth crashing n all. you know your lip gloss is long gone and his lips are probably stained but you have been so annoying and he needs to prove you wrong. shut you up. he bites your lower lip and pulls a little, making you whimper and roll your hips into his. you're so close together you feel his abs tense when you do so. he moves down to your neck n kisses and bites and licks you're so sure you're making obscene sounds but your head is so fuzzy you can't concentrate on anything other than kei's lips on you, his hands gripping you to stay still as he grinds down on u. you whimper and tell him to stop, that someone's going to hear you, to watch you. him chuckling a little, "oh, don't be so shy now" he says, "I'm only getting started"

[tyunkus]

taehyun overstimulating the hell out of u just bc he thinks u just look so cute like this then forces u to keep ur mouth open while he rubs his fingers on ur tongue bc he just finds u drooling all over urself while overstimulated to b so cute :(

ive been staring at this for a minute this is very hot

taehyun loves using a vibe on u when he wants u all dumb n pretty n drooly for him.. you're like sitting in front of him, legs spread over his thighs n he's pressing a cute lil vibe right on your clit <3 you're babbling nonsense, drooling and stuttering on your whimpers and he's guiding you through it all, nodding all slow n understanding, brushing your hair away from your face so pitifully, feels so bad for his dumb lil girl :( feels so good, doesn't it? he doesn't pull it away, wants you to feel all of the pleasure as much as you can, loves how your hips buck up into nothing n you start quivering against him! his heart melts when it gets too much and you curl into him, crying and moaning into his shoulder, but no matter how much you cry he's still not pulling it away, gotta take all of it for him. he'd make you come over and over and over, hand lightly pressed on your throat to keep your head up so he can watch your expression deteriorate, you look so fucking slutty like this, what a perfect whore you are for him, so fucking cute! and when he's made you come maybe four or five times you're already so incoherent, lips so swollen n shiny with spit, he'll tap on your chin and make room for his fingers in your tight, warm little mouth - he won't stop there, either, rubbing his fingers on your hot tongue, thrusting them deeper in your throat only to pull back so even more spit dribbles from your lips <3 he's so fucking obsessed with the sight, his pretty little girl drooling n crying all over herself just from a toy and some fingers <3

[sommerregenjuniluft]

not to be horny on main but

it’s so annoying being horny for sex. like i can get myself off all i want but then i be laying there 20 mins later and be like :// if only someone was here that wanted me to press their face between my thighs rn and also let me give them oral in return like ssiiiiiggghhh i just want something in my mouth god forbid

[kingtankgirl]

anyway sometimes i do see men at my store that, based off meek demeanor alone, my first thought is "i wanna walk you like a dog"

[cicerobussytransplant]

my month is just like: barely feels human barely feels human i wanna kill myself gets period barely feels like anything matters horny a week of contentment and then repeat

[wreckedhoney]

(about the protagonists i bicycle ship) i want them to have CHEEKS I CAN SQUIIIIIISSSSHHHHHH!!!!! !!! !!!!!!!!

[ellecdc]

so what if im ovulating 🙄 doesnt change anything

anyways closer to a full moon remus would be so mean and rough and sirius would have to be the one thats soft with you and praises you and its such a 180 it makes you feel even dizzier than you were already feeling, hed coo and tell you how “youre doing such a good job for our moony, sweet girl” and remus would just be grunting “mine mine mine mine”

ive not rly studied for my exam do u think theyd pass me if i wrote this instead? xoxo

....... I'm not proud of this.......

wolfstar x fem/afab!reader close to the full moon (nsfw, 18+)

CW: pure filth, 100% smut. little fluff in the aftercare. p in v sex, cumming inside someone, over stimulation, slight subspace mention (?), slight dom/sub dynamics if you really squint and look at it sideways, writer is still new to writing smut and not well versed so be nice

There were quite a few things that Remus and Sirius had in common.

They were both very mischievous, they were both funny and teasing, they were both very protective and possessive, and they both seemed crazy about you.

But there were also a lot of differences between your two boyfriends. 

Remus was calm and assured; he was your rock and safe space when life got crazy. He was the good cop to Sirius’ bad cop, he was always down to leave the party early, and he was so incredibly soft with you.

And Sirius, whilst soft on you, was rarely ever soft with you. He was boisterous and excitable; always down for fun and adventure. He was quick to anger but just as quick to fold when your lip wobbled or you bat your eyelashes at him, and he knew how to push all of your buttons like a professional pianist’s fingers dancing along the keys of your soul. 

And it was because of this that you found your current predicament quite contrary to the norm (and thus, so much hotter). 

“I…I can’t, I can’t.” You cried breathlessly; currently held upright by a strong arm around your ribs and another hand gripping your neck.

The only response you got from the boy behind you was a low grumble as he tightened his grip on you and thrusted into you with new vigor. 

“Can you give Rem one more, sweetness?” Your usually very brazen  boyfriend murmured softly, pushing some of your sweaty  hair away from your face so he could see you. 

You keened and shook your head as you felt Remus move his hand that had been roughly gripping your waist down to your clit; every muscle in your body strung taut in response. 

“She’s close.” Remus gruffed from behind you before replacing his teeth gently into your neck.

“Are you close, sweets?” Sirius confirmed. 

It was too much, too much. You were very quickly reaching your… (third? Fourth?) orgasm of the evening and you weren’t even sure you’d been going at it for that long. 

Sirius was in much the same state, currently soft and satiated below you where he’d just spilled down your throat before you were pulled back up vertically to the sound of steady chants of “mine” by Remus. 

That had been his third of the evening too. 

“You’ve been so good, baby; so good for our Moony, yeah?” He cooed at you softly as he sat up. You felt tears form in your eyes as Remus shifted you in his grip so that your knees were barely touching the bed any longer. 

“Tell her she’s been a good girl, Moons.” Sirius encouraged gently, taking your hand in his that you quickly held in a death grip.

“S’good.” Remus nearly growled behind you. “My perfect girl.”

You cried out as you felt yourself fall over the edge one last time, tears falling down your cheeks as Remus fucked you through it.

Remus shifted his hands again to grip each of your wrists behind your hips and let your torso fall forward into the bed as he sped up his already merciless pace into your sopping cunt; the sound of his skin slapping against yours echoing against the walls of the room. 

You felt Sirius’ hand push hair away from your neck and rub a thumb against your temple. 

“Gonna fill your good girl up, Rem?” He purred to your boyfriend.

Though you couldn’t see it, you could hear the two of them share a deep kiss which never even slowed Remus’ thrusts. 

“Mine.” Remus repeated as he pulled away from Sirius.

“All yours, Moony. Show her how much you love her, hm?”

And with that, Remus’ thrusts stuttered before he was spilling deep inside of you.

He came with a sound that bordered a whine and a growl as he fell forward; his body blanketing yours and burying his face into your neck as you both fought to catch your breath.

You’re not sure if you had fallen asleep, but the next thing you knew you could feel gentle kisses being pressed to your shoulder as Remus pulled out of you as gently as possible; with how oversensitive you were, it still caused you to hiss.

“I’m sorry, I’m so sorry, dovey.” He whispered; pressing more kisses to your neck. “Are you sore?”

You whined in response and tried to shove your face further into the bed.

“Talk to us baby, are you okay?” Sirius added, appearing beside you and encouraging you to face him.

“M’Okay.” You mumbled, staring what you were sure was rather dopily at your long-haired boyfriend.

“I think Pads ran you a bath, sweet thing.” Remus murmured quietly, rubbing soothing strokes up and down your spine from behind you. “You feel okay to get up?”

“Yeah.” You sighed, though made no movements to rise from your current horizontal position.

You heard Sirius chuckle but Remus made a sympathetic cooing sound. “I’m so sorry, dovey. Are you sore?”

“No. Just sensitive.” You grumbled as you pushed yourself up to sit back on your ankles. “That was a lot.”

Remus sighed and brushed some hair away from your face. “It was a lot, but was it too much?” He clarified; tone inlaid with a subtle vulnerability completely at odds with the relentlessness he’d just treated you with.

“No.” You said as you offered him a sleepy smile. “Not too much.”

“I, for one, had a ton of fun.” Sirius said with a clap of his hands, causing Remus to snort a laugh.

“Yeah I bet you did.” He responded teasingly. 

“Wanna take a bath, princess? Go pee and then you can climb in with moons.” Sirius instructed as he helped you stand up on slightly wobbly legs. 

“No, she can climb in with you.” Remus argued. 

“Why would she climb in with me? I ran the bath for the two of you.”

“I was the one who took things too far, so-” Remus started, causing both you and Sirius to squawk in protest.

“She just said it wasn’t too much.” Sirius drawled. “Let me take care of you guys!”

“No!”You listened to the two boys argue over who got to perform the aftercare for the other (and thus, who loved each other the most, according to Sirius) as you went pee and then sunk into the perfectly drawn bath alone.

[pixxiies]

tense

pairing ;; matt sturniolo x fem!reader

warnings ;; oral (fem receiving), fingering, praise, use of y/n, fluffy beginning and ending, softdom!matt, pet names (sweetheart n princess, etc), no actual p in v, lowercase intended !!

word count ;; 1.1k

a/n ;; this was based off a request!! had lots of fun writing this:) also sorry if this is bad im ovulating and im a little bit high

yk the basics .. pink is u , blue is matt !!

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your pov

i stepped into my boyfriend’s house after a long shift at work. “hey chris.” i sigh, putting my bag down on the island. “hey y/n, matt wanted me to tell you that he was gonna be streaming when you got back.” the brunette boy spoke from the couch, sipping on a can of pepsi.

i nodded before making my way down the hall to matt’s room. i knocked softly on the door and a small “come in” was heard from inside. i slowly walk into the room with a light smile on my face. “alright guys ima go on mute real quick.” matt spoke into his mic, muting it then getting out of his seat.

“hey baby, how was work?” he asked me, bringing me into a hug. i let out a small mumble in reply as my arms wrapped around his neck. "could be better, my legs hurt so bad from running around all day. but i got a $100 tip from this guy since he said my ass was fat" i laugh, letting go of matt so i could take off my hooters uniform. matt was literally forgetting that he had been streaming the entire time.

“could you get me a shirt baby?” i ask matt, struggling to take off the tight white long sleeve uniform top. he nodded, tossing me one of his shirts that i missed terribly. we laughed about it quietly as i took off the extremely revealing shorts. i put on the pink hershey bear shirt, then body flopping down on his silk sheets. “im gonna lay down, my legs hurt so bad.” i pointed out as my body laid comfortably in his bed.

matt hummed, looking at his pc. he quickly walked over and sat down in his gaming chair. “hey guys, sorry ima have to end the stream a bit earlier. thanks for watching love you guys.” matt spoke into his mic after he unmuted. he clicked the red ‘end’ button before he stood up. “matt you didn’t have to end it” i smile, opening my arms for him. “eh its whatever, i was already streaming for a few hours so its okay.” he reassured as he laid down next to me, wrapping his arms around my waist.

he kissed my temple softly, rubbing my lower back gently. “tell me about your day y/n/n.” he whispered into my skin. i let out a small sigh. “well, it was a bit stressful. a lot of guys asked for my number, got a lot of tips since i had good tits and ass…” i trail off, playing with matt’s hair. “i also fell, so that’s probably why my legs hurt.” i pout. he hummed quietly, figuring something that could help me. “i can give you a massage if you’d like.” the brunette boy suggested.

my eyes twinkle a little bit, “hm i’d like that a lot.” i giggle. matt rolled over to his nightstand and grabbed a small bottle of lavender scented lotion from his drawer. i sat up slightly, throwing the blanket to the side.

matt sat crisscrossed while squirting a bit of lotion into his hands. “is this the lavender one i bought you?” i ask with a small smile. he nodded, spreading the lotion evenly on my thighs and calfs. his thumbs kneeded into my skin, making sure every inch of my skin got touched.

his palms massaged every part of my leg. i let out a quiet shaky moan as matt soon neared his fingers close to my inner thighs. he looked up at me with slight doe eyes. “is this okay sweetheart?” he asked, tilting his head to the side slightly. i nod slowly, allowing matt to give soft kisses on my thighs.

matt’s hands ran up and down the sides of my thighs with a bit of pressure, leaving goosebumps. “does this feel good princess?” matt whispered as his eyes shot through mine. i whine in agreement, the spot in between my legs starting to ache. his fingers continued to get closer to where i needed them to be. “matt, baby.” i whine. matt hummed quietly, looking back up at me. “hm? what is it sweetheart?” he whispered, spreading my legs apart. i blinked at him slowly, “mh, i need you.” i breath softly.

“awh my poor baby.” he teased, his thumb rubbing small circles on my clothed clit. my back arched off the bed just a bit. his fingers hooked around the waistband of my panties and he slowly pulled them down.

matt looked up at me, his hand sliding under my lower back. his fingers traced my entrance teasingly, making me let out soft moans. “i barely touched you sweetheart, and your already wet.” he laughed softly, allowing his fingers inside of me. “mgh, baby.” i whine to the slight burning sensation of matt stretching me out. his fingers slid in and out of me easily, sending me over the moon. “taking my fingers so well huh?” matt purred, his tongue soon flicking over my clit. his tongue started to work wonders on my cunt, it swirling around my bundle of nerves.

i whimper out quietly, my legs wrapping around his head slightly. my hands reached down to his hair, tugging on it gently. a string of curses left my mouth that was falling agape. “fuck fuck please keep going.” i moan out. “such a needy girl.” matt whispered softly with a cocky smile on his face. my breath quickened so fast as his fingers continued to thrust in and out of me, hitting my g-spot repeatedly.

matt was determined to continue eye contact with me as his mouth worked on me perfectly. “mmmm. matt please dont stop it feels so good.” i whimper out as the familiar knot started to form in my stomach. “oh yeah?” he teased, letting his fingers out of my pussy and replaced them with his tongue. my back completely arched off of the bed, moaning out to the sensation of his tongue starting to fuck me.

i continued to let out small whimpers while matt continued to fuck me faster with his tongue. my eyes roll to the back of my head as my hips jolt upwards into his face. “m-matt im gonna cum.” i whimper, my hands pushing his head closer to my cunt. ”cum for me angel.” matt whispered, making the knot in my stomach unknot. he lapped up anything that he could and his mouth detached from my pussy.

his slender fingers curled up into me a few more times before he kissed my clit softly one last time. matt let soft wet open mouthed kisses on my inner thighs. “lets finish giving you that massage, yeah?” he laughed, as if he didn’t just practically make out with my pussy. “yes, please.” i pant out with a lazy smile on my face. we both giggled about it for the next few minuetes of matt kneeding his fingers into my skin.

taglist ;; @cheetahmadi @sturniol0s @luverboychris @mattsluttywaist

[love-toxin]

just read your latest billy fic and am now obsessed with the idea of billy babytrapping you and/or having a massive, unhinged breeding kink. in his mind you won't ever leave him if he gets you pregnant.

(please bear with my ramblings below)

billy obsessively tracking your cycle and going at it like rabbits when you're ovulating. sex that goes on for HOURS because he wants to get multiple loads inside of you, just to be sure. plugging you up afterward so all his cum stays inside. constantly telling you what a good parent you would be, and how beautiful your children would be because he's pretty, and you're pretty, so it just makes sense, right?

I really think he'd get so delusional about it. burying his face in your arousal and insisting he can tell you're fertile just by the smell/taste. bending down to whisper in your ear only to tell you how full and achey his balls are getting. leaving you little gifts but they're all pregnancy tests or baby clothes. forget whatever stage of a relationship or situationship you guys are in, he's starting a family with you. he'd get such an ecstatic glint in his eye when you finally tell him you're pregnant. don't get me started on the pregnant belly worship.

tl;dr if billy fucks me and I'm not sitting in a puddle of his cum afterwards, I don't want it‼️🗣

PRRRRRR!!!! yes. im into it. now u have to bear with MY ramblings

(cws: babytrapping, fem pronouns)

Feels like babytrapper Billy is an untapped gold mine--it's less that he wants a baby at first and mostly just that he wants control over you, but that switches up real fast when you actually get knocked up. When you actually wanna be sweet about it. Fussing about cribs and a nursery and having enough baby clothes, making him take you to the ultrasound appointments and actually getting a 'tude with him because he did this to you and now he's gonna have to deal with just as much as you have to carrying his baby.

But Billy ends up loving the shit out of it. He loves your attitude. He loves your mood swings. He loves your hormonal cravings and your tears when you throw up morning after morning. He loves holding your hair back and stuffing your bed full of pillows so you're comfortable, and he loves laying his head on your belly and hearing those little gurgles and feeling those little kicks from his baby.

At the same time, however, it makes him emotional. If this is how he feels before his baby is even here, then why would...how could his father ever treat him the way he does, and did? How could anybody do that to a kid? It makes him angry at himself for the way he was treated and the way he took that out on Max, too. He's got lots of apologies to make. Those experiences don't take up all his attention, though--he has a pretty partner to care for now, and having that to fill his time over bouncing from party to party and girl to girl just to feel something makes him unbelievably satisfied.

It honestly makes him glad that he never knocked anyone up accidentally leading up to when he met you. It had to be you, he knows that now. It had to be you that he coerced, begged, and fucked into submission to make you his, it had to be your womb that he wanted so badly to break and your pussy he wanted to risk going raw into. Wouldn't you just be the cutest with a baby, anyways? You're such a catch and you're so pretty. You'd make such adorable babies. It's obvious he never wanted to be one of those guys with a handful of baby mamas and kids he rarely sees; he wants you and your kids and that's it. It's official--you've hooked Hawkins' resident playboy into a dedicated partner and father, whether you wanted to or not.

If there's one thing he loves most about your pregnancy though, it's that he loves your neediness. He loves that something seems to click in you that makes you pine for the man whose seed you've sown, like there's an invisible connection between you two that pulls you both closer. It's like you're instinctually drawn to him and he hopes, god he hopes that continues after you've had the baby. He's ready to make love to a woman after she's had a child (after you've healed sufficiently, of course, he can wait) it's like that next stage of maturity for him. He can't wait to see how far you've come and how much you've sacrificed just to have his baby, and he can't wait to look you in the eyes and tell you he wants another. No, he doesn't want you to work off the baby weight first or fuss with your hair or your clothes to try and get back to looking like you were before. He wants you now. As you are. Raw. He's sick of those prissy party-girl snobs and their perfect bodies and their permed hair that they can't let get messed up. He wants the woman who stays up all night feeding his daughter and rolls her eyes at his flirting attempts in the morning. He's totally whipped, and even with those bags under your eyes and that tension headache behind his from the crying of his precious baby girl, he still wants another. And he's got ways of making sure that you do, too...after all, he got you into it the first time, right?

[seattlesellie]

randomm but ur one breeding kink ellie smut from a while ago inspired this one that i made so i just have 2 say thank u for that ౨ৎ cuz I popped off !!

also can we just talk about how farm!ellie n a breeding kink go hand in hand like you can't tell me that scruffy mullet havin girl wouldn't be stuffing you up with her whole girth sloppily pounding into u like wet slaps, strings of precum staining those damned sheetss n u can feel all that slick cooling in ur pores almost cause she's just so messy~ literally sweating and her cheeks r suffused like a cherub. drags her slobbering, red–hot swollen lips upon the rim of your ear, whispering all shuddered and gaspy from the exertion she puts into piping you, "y–yeah, this cock gonna make you a mama, hmm? fuuckk, so tight– fuck! uhhnn, my c–cums' just gonna spill right out of you~"

not even ovulating rn im just period–horny apologies just needed to drop this by cuz im having domestic!ellie baby fevurr..

the way i gulped and my tummy flipped. ur like horny lesbian shakespeare.

screaming ‘n crying can you imagine this but with one of those breeding straps. ellie’s trembling, adrenaline filled hand sliding down her firm torso and squeezing the milky consistency out of her dicks balls onto your cunt. t’happens right as she actually cums, cos damn that realism is so near and dear to her heart. the liquid spills and warms up your slippery insides, and she’s just rambling — “y’like my cum? y-yeah? s-s’-so dirty”, chuckling huskily as it runs down ur thighs, “heh, dirty girl” <3 she’d even go so far as to stick the liquid back into ur swollen hole, “gotta make sure it takes mommy, yeah?” && smears it on ur lips and sticks a thumb inside your mouth all smirking like an ass as you suckle it. her eyes would be pitch black and she’d immediately throb inside her boxers and year to fuck you again. probably wants to call you a cumslut but saves it for another time ((when she gains some confidence cos that word is pure filth)) ♡

[kaeyx]

i feel like i want to be so pathetic and down bad for chuuya as possible like i want to be in his lap and give him a sloppy kiss while i rub my cunt against his cock and waiting for him to tell me to put it in<3 if he doesn’t then i’ll happy w my tummy smeared w his cum only

can u tell that im ovulating

Your ovulation 🤝 my T shot = being insane over Chuuya Nakahara Bungou Stray Dogs

You're soooo right tho it would feel so good to be pathetic for him.... Pulling him towards your sofa as soon as he comes back from work because you missed him so bad, sitting in his lap and kissing him while shamelessly grinding on his thigh, his hands immediately squeezing your ass and changing the angle so he can feel the outline of your cunt rubbing against his cock... He'd get hard super fast as well because nothing turns Chuuya on like being wanted so shamelessly, he could easily cum in his pants just from watching you hump his thigh and cry about how much you missed him. He loves seeing you be pathetic!!

And he's such a mean tease..... Not freeing his cock so you can't see or touch it beyond feeling the outline pressing against his pants, or not letting you put it in and instead making you grind yourself against the underside until you're so wet that it's running down his balls and soaking his clothes. Chuuya loves it when you cry and hump him like a dog, too horny to argue with him but too useless to take the initiative, just whining against his lips while you make a mess in his lap.

[umeoniii]

i saw that u wanted requests & jean + breeding kink + size kink has been on my mind HEAVY 🤭

jean w/ breeding kink & a size kink

(^_−)−☆

jean has had fantasies of getting you pregnant for a while. he has always wanted to settle and have a family with you. in his greatest of dreams he’d see children that had his eyes and your smile running around your house screaming and laughing. all because he came into you.

“so you’ll let me right?” he says using his thumb to bring up your chin to where you and him made eye contact.

“sure” you look up at him with a cheeky smile, agreeing to let him knock you up. this agreement is what led to him fucking you almost every time you guys were free. everytime you were ovulating he took his chance with you.

he thrusted into you “fuck you’re so good.” he groaned into your hair, “takin’ me even though you know im so fuckin’ big even for you.” he groans.

he was telling the truth, even though you guys have been with eachother for quite a while you just couldn’t get used to the feeling of him inside you. his cock would bulge through your tummy as he whispered soft praises.

“shh, i know you can take it all baby, just like you always do.”

even though it was hard to get used to you still took him like a champ.

“i cant wait, i cant wait for you to be the mother of my children. for them to be running around the house calling you and i daddy and mommy.” he chuckled to himself.

“you’d like that too?” he whispered stroking your cheek, thrusting inside of you faster gripping the dear life of your oak wood headboard.

your mind went blank as he pounded into your g-spot you told him what he wanted, needed, to hear.

“yes, i’d love that.” you sputtered, scratching at his back as he shoved his whole into you. he kissed down you neck and collar bone, “fuck, im close. you’re for real about letting me give you a family though? yeah?” he gritted his teeth.

“yes, yes i’d love it jean.” you whimpered stroking his hair. that was good enough to get him there. you felt as he released inside of you, feeling warmer than before. he pulled out of you. stuffing every last bit of his cum inside of you with his swollen tip. he lied down next to you out of breath, managing to grab your cheeks and kiss them.

“hopefully this’ll be it mama.”

。

[lipglossanon]

just cant stop thinking abt dad leon like 😣

kinda want one where he pops her cherry bc :3

like, he's gonna be using the same thing that made her so, can't be too bad, right?

leon is basically a single dad, so it means mum is completely out of the way, so dad has to work day and night, barely has any time for her

she thinks applying for a college not far from home means she can still live under his roof, in desperate hopes of being able to spend more time with him before she graduates and moves out

obv, growing up without a mum means she had to raise herself, bc, even tho leon tries, its still different than having a maternal figure with u while u navigate girlhood, esp with things he cant (at all) help her with

so when he goes home late and catches her... 'experimenting', he doesnt know what to do. completely freezes up as he sees her messily finger herself, she just cant rub her clit right, so its a struggle to fit a single digit in since she cant get wet enough. its awkward yet hot, watching his sweet daughter trying to stuff her cunt with a finger, her hole too tight to the point that she cant even find any pleasure in... pleasuring herself at all. hes about to leave, but his dick is just too hard that its uncomfy so he accidentally makes a noise and makes himself known, both staring at one another with wide eyes. and just when hes abt to leave and act like nothing happened, she bursts out crying from embarassment and he just cant resist her so he goes in to comfort her and tho he knows its fucked up, he offers to help

he eats her out to get her wet enough to finger her properly without much difficulty this time. its slow and sweet, bc thats what his babygirl deserves, even if it wasnt him doing it. but the thought of some dumb college jock taking her virginity fully just doesnt sound right to him so?? he just HAS to do it himself. obviously, she thinks that, even though they were way past it, just inappropriate, bc... eating her out and fingering her is ok as long as he doesnt rly fuck her, right? so he gives up and settles for some panty-fucking, just sliding his cock against her pussy lips through the fabric of her panties (which he eventually yanks to the side because he just needs to feel her), bc it doesnt count if it doesnt go in, but shes just so wet that the tip accidentally (and easily) slips down her hole, but since hes already there, he coaxes her into letting him in and just popping her cherry 😣

(sorry that was so long 😭) (can u tell if im ovulating)

Me right now as I’m reading that 🤭

Anon, I love love love the trope of the tip slipping in so might as well just get dicked down 😌 that and ‘just the tip baby, swear that’s all’ 🥴 both are good 😵‍💫

And it just makes it ten times more taboo if Leon’s the one to pop his daughter’s cherry, using a flimsy ass excuse of ‘dad’s gotta show you how it is so some dumbass boy won’t take advantage’ 🤭