#cw: breath play

[levi-supreme]

Only the best for you

Characters: Levi x fem!reader

Genre: Modern!au

Warnings: Not SFW, minors and ageless blogs DNI. Established relationship (Levi and reader are married). Body worship (breast play), oral sex (fem!receiving), soft making love, slight breath play.

Word count: 2.9k

A/N: It's 3 March where I live, so yay, happy birthday to me!!! This is the soft birthday smut I promised you all, and this is a rewrite of my self-ship version without all the gory self-ship coded details.

It's been three whole months since I've written anything, so thank you to my bestie/sister-in-law Mrs Smith @ack3rlady for being my beta <333 I hope you all enjoy this!!

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Another year had passed, and it was your birthday today. Levi told you that he planned a short birthday staycation at a fancy hotel, and you couldn’t wait for today to come. You arrived at the hotel after noon, and you both were ushered into a suite located on the highest floor. 

The view from the one-bedroom suite was absolutely beautiful. You could see the entire city from high above, and the living area had the perfect view of the sunset. The pantry and mini fridge were well-stocked and there was a sliding door to separate the living area from the bedroom.

The king sized bed looked extremely comfortable and the pillow covers were so silky soft to the touch. The bathroom had marbled his and hers sinks coupled with a nice bathtub right next to the window where you could look down at the city.

“This place is lovely, Levi,” you smiled as you hugged him tight, “thank you.”

“Only the best for you.” Levi gave you a kiss before hurrying you to unpack your bags. The both of you spent a relaxing afternoon lounging on the bed watching movies on the television, and you ordered some food from the room service catalogue as well. 

By evening, Levi told you to dress up and head out to dinner. You wore your favourite dress which accentuated all your curves and flaunted your physique. Your husband on the other hand kept his dressing neat and casual. He wore a baby blue buttoned shirt and paired it with a pair of white trousers. Levi opted for a navy jacket as well. Ditching the usual white cravat, he left the top two buttons of his shirt unbuttoned. You frowned every time someone looked at him or even batted an eyelash towards his direction. Who was Levi trying to look good for anyway? He knew you would be bothered by his outfit choice of the night, and he kept you close by his side at all times. Holding you by the waist, Levi’s eyes were on you the entire night. 

Your birthday dinner was splendid and you even had a complimentary birthday cake gifted to you from the restaurant. Once you both finished eating, Levi ushered you out of the restaurant and you both walked back to his car. When you looked up, you saw a few stars dotting across the night sky. The more you looked, the more stars you began to see. You were excited to know where Levi would bring you to after dinner. However, you recognised that the route Levi took was back to the hotel and you felt your heart sink. 

“W-we’re going back already? But it’s still early.” you pouted, disappointed that the night was ending so quickly. Levi held your hand while his other was on the steering wheel. 

“Your present is in the room, silly.” Levi chuckled, bringing the back of your hand to his lips. Hearing that, you felt slightly happier, and tried to hide your smile by biting down on your lip. Maybe Levi is surprising me with something, you thought to yourself. 

When you two went back to the suite, Levi told you your present was on the bed. You hastily removed your shoes and ran in, but there was no present anywhere. Not on the bed, not on the sofa, not on the floor. In fact, the room was the same as when you left. 

“Levi, love, what present is it? There’s nothing here! It’s a mess and—” 

“Happy birthday, my love,” Levi reappeared with a large bouquet of your favourite flowers. You were at a loss for words. Where did he hide them? You accepted the bouquet from Levi with shaking hands, taking a whiff of the flowers. They were gorgeous and smelled like heaven. You couldn’t help but smile widely. 

“Thank you, Levi, the flowers are lovely.” you placed the bouquet on the sofa near the window and looked at him. Levi hung his jacket by the chair and closed the curtains. He took out his phone and soon, soft music played in the background as you felt the room get slightly colder. 

“The flowers are just the appetiser.” Levi teased as he walked closer to you. Levi took your lips by surprise as he kissed you, going soft and slow. You returned the kiss with equal fervour, wrapping your hands around Levi’s waist. As your tongues intertwined, you felt Levi’s hand slip under your dress, fingers lightly tracing the hem of your panties. You tightened your grip around his waist, pressing your body against his and felt him inhale sharply. Breaking the kiss, the both of you locked eyes before your hand reached up to your zipper, about to unzip your dress. However, Levi stopped you before you could do anything. 

“Today’s your day, so let me make you feel special.” Levi said with a smile before reaching his hand to your zipper, slowly pulling it down whilst gazing deep into your eyes. Prying the dress off your body, you stepped out of the dress as it pooled by your ankles. You were longing for his touch again; hastily drawing him closer, causing your lips to collide once more. He caught you in time, calloused fingers firmly gripping your ass. Levi walked towards the mattress while sucking on your neck. Gently putting you down on the mattress, Levi broke the kiss once more and hovered above you. 

Levi slowly kissed his way from your forehead down to your cheeks, below your jaw and past your clavicles, travelling down the valley of your breasts to the hem of your panties. All you could do was to let out soft pants and whimpers, feeling your body shake with desire and warmth gathering around your core. Levi kissed up again as you arched your back, hastily removing your bra and throwing the offending article of clothing away. 

Levi could feel the goosebumps on your skin as his lips placed a soft kiss just below your ear. His hands moved from your cheek down to your breasts, taking your nipple between his fingers. A soft sigh left your lips when you felt Levi rolling your hardened bud between his fingers, his warmer hand a contrast to your cold skin. Levi kissed towards your chest again, leaving wet kisses along your collarbone and finally to your breast. Glancing up at you briefly, Levi kissed and sucked your perky nipple . 

“U-uhh, Levi, ahh—” you let out another moan when you felt his tongue circle around your areola in a teasingly slow manner while his other hand never stopped massaging and playing with your other breast, his thumb ghosting past your nipple. Your body started squirming, your hands didn’t know where to go, ultimately choosing to land in Levi’s hair, messing it up within seconds. Levi alternated between sucking and licking your nipple, occasionally switching to pay attention to your other breast that was occupied by his hand. With a ‘pop’ of his lips, he never stopped giving your soft mounds the attention they deserved; in fact, Levi was paying a lot more attention to your breasts than usual. 

“Mmm, babe—ahh, L-Levi…” you whined as Levi started massaging your breasts, gathering them together in his palm and kissing them gently. “W-what are you do-doing?” 

“I told you. I’m making you feel special, birthday girl.” He replied nonchalantly, leaving wet kisses across your chest. Levi continued to slowly massage your breasts, watching your eyes close in pleasure and listened to your soft pants. Levi watched your chest heave up and down, looking at your lips. His gaze descended towards your chest again. Your tits felt so soft and beautiful; he couldn’t help himself but to give them more attention today. 

Levi started licking your nipple slowly again, earning a few more louder moans. Your hand started moving on its own, sliding into your panties. That small gesture didn’t go unnoticed by Levi.

“Hands off,” without warning, Levi removed your panties in one swift move and dived straight to your cunt, already wet and inviting. You groaned in delight, surprised by his sudden bold move. “I said I’m making you feel special tonight, princess.”

“L-Levi,” you moaned breathlessly, threading your fingers through Levi’s hair again as his tongue licked up and down your lower lips. Levi hummed against them, poking his tongue against your soaking entrance. He looked up at you slightly before his tongue started drawing little circles around your clit. You let out a hum of satisfaction, feeling pleasure flood through your entire being. Goosebumps were appearing across your skin. 

“Oh, fuck! Y-yes—mmm, L-Levi…” you cried out in pleasure as Levi continued to toy with your clit. You desperately needed to do something; Levi’s tongue felt amazing on your cunt, and you wanted, no, needed, to do more and to feel more. You took your nipple between your fingers, rolling the little nub while your other hand maintained its grip on Levi’s hair. You let out a loud whine as you pinched your nipple, feeling the tingles all over your body. You suddenly felt embarrassed. You’ve never touched or played with yourself like that before; not during sex with Levi, and definitely not when you’re alone. Levi heard your whine and glanced towards you again, letting out a small hum of surprise—it was his first time seeing you play with your own body, and he damn well loved this sight. Levi cupped your ass and brought your hips even closer to his mouth, feeling his pants getting tighter by the second. 

You tugged Levi’s hair a little harder when you felt his tongue lick you up and down while his hands stroked your thighs and ass slowly. You squirmed around in delight, feeling your orgasm approach soon. Way too soon. The numbing sensation of your toes and the tightening of your muscles were all too familiar. Incoherent muttering left your lips as you listened to Levi lapping up your juices, sucking on your sensitive bundle of nerves. You were about to lose your mind. Your body trembled; partly from the cold and from how close you were to your release. 

“F-fuck! I’m cumming… oh fucking—L-Levi, I’m—” without warning, you came hard and fast, rocking your hip as Levi drank up your sweet essence. Levi moaned against your lips as he felt you slowly calm down, coaxing your hips down onto the bed. You were breathing heavily, still recovering from your high moments ago. Your hand was still massaging your breast as you tried to maintain this euphoria longer. Crawling up towards you and hovering above you again, Levi looked at you with a small smile. Without saying a word, Levi kissed your forehead once more and cupped your cheek. 

“Tell me, beautiful, were you disappointed we came back here after dinner?” Your eyes darted away immediately, trying to hide your embarrassment. 

“Wh”—you stammered as you refused to look Levi in the eye—“n-no! No, of cou—” 

“Tch,” Levi cut you mid-sentence and kissed your cheek, “don’t hide it from me. I saw that disappointed pout you had when you realised I was driving back here.” You bit your lip and looked at Levi. No doubt you were expecting something else, but no way in hell were you letting Levi know, even though he could probably already tell from your expressions. He knew you inside out, after all. You let out another pout.

“F-fine, I was a little upset, okay? I thought there was something else you know, like a nice walk around the city, or, I don’t know, at least a movie?” You soon admitted. Levi chuckled again once he heard you, stroking your cheek. 

“So, are you still feeling disappointed now?” You laced your arms around Levi’s neck and pulled him closer, giving him a cheeky smile.

“Nope, not really. We can always watch a movie and order room service,” you bit your lip again and looked at him shyly, feeling a subtle warmth flood your cheeks, “or we can stay in bed all night.” Levi smirked and pushed himself up, unbuttoning his shirt and throwing it somewhere. 

“That’s what I plan on doing, princess.” Without delay, Levi took your lips by surprise again as you locked your arms around his neck, arching your back as you kissed him with enthusiasm. Releasing one hand, Levi unbuttoned his trousers and pulled them down in one swift move, shrugging out of his briefs as well. Slowly, Levi kissed his way down your torso once more, sliding his hands down your sides to caress your thighs. He placed a featherlight kiss on your hip before taking his erection in his hand. 

“What do you think,” Levi muttered while you looked at him dazed, “you ready for me yet?” Levi teased as he stroked himself a few times before prodding your entrance with his tip. You looked at Levi with a twinkle in your eyes and gave him a small smile before he slowly slid himself into your slippery cunt, your wet and inviting entrance sucking him in snugly. Both you and Levi let out moans of satisfaction once Levi was fully in, giving you a moment to adjust. 

“I love you so much, beautiful.” Levi muttered as he slid out inch by inch, slowly pushing his way back into you again. You groaned as you grabbed his arms, feeling his every move in and out. Levi slowly gyrated his hips, grunting as he hit you in all the right spots. Your walls clenched around him tighter and your legs closed around his waist, pulling him even closer.  Without stopping his hips, he leaned down and cradled your face in his palms, kissing you slow and deep. As your tongues intertwined, your hands went higher up Levi’s back, leaving angry marks all across his skin. Levi’s pace was slow and easy, gradually fuelling your own want and need. 

“I love you so much too, Levi,” you uttered between kisses, taking another sharp intake of breath when Levi’s tip brushed past your sweet spot again. You let out another soft cry, feeling your toes curl in pleasure. “... y-you’re the best birthday gift I can ever ask for.” Levi titled your chin up, planting a kiss on your throat. His rhythm and thrusting was becoming sloppier. 

“Fuck! I’m gon—” Levi grimaced as he felt your insides clench around him again, letting out a gasp near the shell of your ear, “g-gonna fucking cum if you keep d-doing this.”

“Go on then, babe, cum inside me,” you looked at Levi and planted a kiss on his lips, “I’m close, too.”

Hearing you, Levi grunted and pushed himself up, thrusting inside you with more strength. Levi still went slow, yet each forceful thrust hit you deeper than before. Your face contorted with pleasure until you felt Levi’s hand wrap itself around your throat, putting pressure down just very slightly. You gasped again, losing yourself in the feeling of floating in air. The feeling of dizziness and slight asphyxia felt too good to be true, it heightened your sensations more than you realised. You mumbled Levi’s name over and over again as he continued to grind his hips in you, until you locked your legs around him tight as you convulsed. Hugging Levi close, you heard him grunt before leaning down on you and you felt his dick pulsate in you, filling you whole with his thick ropes of cum. 

“Happy birthday, y/n.” Levi gave you another kiss on your forehead. You smiled and held on to Levi as he carried you towards the bathroom, setting you down into the bathtub. 

“Thank you, love,” you giggled as Levi filled the bathtub with warm water, “but I hope this isn’t the only present.” You replied cheekily and Levi rolled his eyes, snorting as you splashed water towards him.

“Tch. Of course not. We’re having breakfast first thing tomorrow, and then you’re free to do whatever you want until your evening massage appointment at the hotel’s spa before dinner.” Your eyes widened after hearing Levi. You wanted to tell him earlier that you were thinking of trying out the hotel’s facilities, especially the massage session at the hotel’s award-winning spa. 

“Aww, you booked an appointment for me already?” You threw your arms around Levi’s shoulder, peppering kisses all over his cheek. “You’re the best husband ever!” Levi merely grinned and turned you around, helping you scrub your back. 

“Only the best for you.” He simply said, giving you a kiss on your temple. The both of you took your time in the bathtub, enjoying the scenic view of the city right outside your window. Once done, you wiped yourselves dry and went back to the bedroom, drying your hair while Levi went to pick up all the dirty clothes. When he came back, you were already lounging in bed in your sleepwear, getting ready for bed. 

“We’re sleeping already?” Levi questioned. You put down your phone and gave him a smile. 

“How do you feel about watching the sunrise tomorrow?” You smiled and cuddled close to Levi, “we can go to the gym or the swimming pool before breakfast too.” Levi kissed your crown and switched off the bedside lamp.

“Sounds lovely.” You quickly told Levi that you already set the alarm for 4am and he gave you a nod. Fluffing the pillows, Levi pulled you into his embrace and covered the comforter over you. 

“Good night, y/n.” Levi whispered before kissing your forehead. You uttered a soft ‘good night, Levi’ before closing your eyes, falling asleep to Levi’s slow, deep breathing. 

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[dirtybiowareconfessions]

Confession: there is not enough fic of subby bottom anders getting absolutely fuckin pounded and being choked out and having his unconscious body used into oblivion by mhawke or fenris or anyone tbqh this is so hot and it is a crime none of these characters are real to do it to me too

[rolling-restart]

Okay so I love the ship Oscar/Arthur

So what about sharing Oscar with Arthur? They’re both so sweet all the time and Arthur is just as much work as Oscar but in a different way. He’s such a good master to Oscar but is so chaotic 😂

-🐉

Okay so I went a bit overboard, here you go.

Oscar is very nervous. He voiced his desire to be shared with someone else under your supervision before but he is not sure what to expect. 

He knows that you know the best for him. He also trusts that you would never put him in a position where he would be genuinely scared or embarrassed. 

This reassurance is not enough to calm him down while he presses his sweaty palms on his sides while waiting for you to come home with your “guest”. He spent all day preparing himself to perfection for this occasion but he still feels like he doesn’t look or feel good enough.

The first step was through cleaning and moisturising and he might have scrubbed his skin raw in the shower with the built-up anxiety. Moisturiser burnt his abused skin and he tried not to wince at the way his fancy lingerie bites his flesh. He puts on light makeup and feels generous with the blush on second thought. He chose a pastel-coloured transparent dressing gown and started pacing in the house with anticipation.

The list of people you might bring with you is getting scarier with every passing minute. Oscar is trembling when he finally hears the chime of the key turning in the lock. 

He snaps out of his turmoil and tries to make himself look presentable for whoever is with you.

He is left speechless when he sees Arthur behind you, looking as anxious as he feels. An anxious smile pasts his lips when he sees Oscar, half hiding behind the beam of the entrance hall. Oscar doesn’t know what to think or say but he feels much more at ease because it’s Arthur. Arthur would never make fun of him or hurt him. Everything is going to be fine. 

Oscar greets you with a kiss as you lift him with one arm and make him giggle against your cheek.

“I brought you a friend to play with. Why don’t you show him inside while I put these away?”

Oscar nods frantically and hesitates for a second before he takes Arthur’s hand. Arthur looks a bit tense but gladly accepts Oscar's hand and they move to the living room. It makes you chuckle that Arthur’s hand hovers on Oscar’s waist tentatively for a moment. 

The view is so adorable once you enter the living room. Arthur is sitting on the couch leg sprawled while Oscar is kneeling on the floor, eyes down. Arthur can’t help but cradle Oscar’s hair, so soft to the touch as you know first-hand. 

You deliberately walk past Oscar a bit too close and make him lose his balance and fall between Arthur’s legs. Arthur’s breath hitch with the sudden change of tone and looks up at you questioningly. Oscar braces himself by holding onto Arthur’s thigh and swallows. 

“Do you want anything to drink Arthur? My little flower can make us tea if you want.”

Arthur glances at Oscar and his cheeks flush a little.

“No thanks, I'm good.”

You wish they knew how entertaining it is for you.

“Very well then. Baby, you know what to do.”

Oscar nods wordlessly and he gets rid of his dressing gown to reveal his pastel lingerie set, perfectly fitting his frame and making him look impossibly soft. He reaches to Arthur’s zipper and takes his cock out with practised ease. When he knows what to do, he is much more relaxed, in a contrast to the anxious anticipation he had ten minutes ago. 

He doesn’t lose time by giving attention to the tip of his cock and takes him into his mouth as a whole with one motion. You wish you were recording all of these because Arthur experiences all possible human emotions as one as Oscar swallows around him. 

“Don’t move baby, just stay like that. We have all the time in the world.”

Even though Arthur looks like he disagrees, he relaxes into the wet warmth of Oscar’s mouth and tries his best to stay still.

“Oh, don’t bother Arthur, push further if you want. He can take it.”

With your encouragement, Arthur grabs a fistful of Oscar’s hair and pushes his head further on his cock. Oscar doesn’t make a choking sound, surprisingly, and just moans around his cock helplessly. Arthur looks at you with glistening eyes.

“You never told me he was this good.”

“I trained him well.”

Oscar lets out a whine at the way you two talk about him as he is not there. He cannot complain, though, because he is not actually there. He knows he is nothing but an object at the moment, part of the furniture set just slightly more pleasant. At least for your guest. 

You reach for the remote on the coffee table and flip the channels as if it’s just a regular afternoon. You came to the record of the race last weekend and press play. Arthur looks intrigued or at least pretends to be. It amuses him endlessly that one of the people the commentator is talking about is in the room, warming his cock while not being acknowledged at all.

“You don’t have to stay still, Arthur. Be my guest and do whatever want with it.” 

You put on your best nonchalant mast and proceed to watch the race intently. You are aware that your presented indifference is driving Oscar crazy and you intend to keep it that way.

Arthur holds onto Oscar’s hair harder and starts fucking his face relentlessly. Poor Oscar is holding onto his thighs for his dear life but Arthur yanks his hand away. With nothing left to help control his body’s movements, Oscar links his hands behind his back and starts choking on Arthur’s dick. 

You throw a glance at them and shake your head with disapproval. 

“He is moving too much, let me tie his hands for you.”

Oscar moans with desperation, dying to be good for you two. He is not aware that actually he is keeping perfectly still and that you are just being mean to entertain Arthur. 

You don’t bother with handcuffs and tie Oscar's hands together behind his back with a pastel pink silk rope. You consider also tying his feet to his hands but decide against it since Arthur will need to move Oscar around for upcoming activities. 

Arthur is on cloud nine while losing all regard for Oscar’s breathing. He only comes to his senses when you yank his hand off of Oscar’s hair. 

“Help me get him on the couch.”

Just like that, you lift Oscar from the floor like a rag doll and throw him on the couch face first. He lets out a little ‘off’ but doesn’t complain further. His eyes are so empty of thoughts so full of lust. 

Arthur doesn’t lose any time and lifts his hips up and lowers Oscar’s panties to his knees. He groans at the sight of the plug peeking between Oscar’s cheeks but he also promptly yanks it off. Oscar squeals and lifts his head to meet your eyes with his tear-filled ones. You can’t help but cradle his face and touch his puffy red lips with your thumb. He has been so good so far so you might as well treat him.

Arthur is impatient but he also can’t help but watch Oscar’s little gaped hole clenching around nothing, trying to close. He spits on it and smears it with his careless fingers. Oscar whimpers against your hand, looking at you with pleading eyes. But he doesn’t tap out. He just craves your attention simultaneously. He is not greedy, not at all, but he needs your approval and attention on him to not feel like a dirty little whore being used by his friend. 

For a second, you consider just leaving him there and letting him be fucked like that, without care, consideration or question. It would make him feel dirty, filthy and cheap even though it is no stranger behind him.

You end up leaving that kind of scene to another time, to another person because you know Arthur would feel like shit when he figures out Oscar is breaking emotionally and not only physically under him. You find Arthur’s way of dimming cute, even though it is nothing like yours. 

Oscar’s mouth falls open when Arthur finally thrusts him. He doesn’t busy himself with teasing Oscar with only the tip and goes balls deep with one thrust. Oscar gasps and tries to catch his breath. You put your thumb in his mouth sympathetically and let him suck on it to soothe himself against the brutality of the pace. 

Arthur holds onto Oscar’s hips with a bruising grip and thrusts him relentlessly. His movement pushes Oscar further onto you and you suddenly get an idea. 

You get rid of your trousers quickly, ignoring Oscar’s plea. You turn back to your place and spread your legs in front of Oscar’s face. He gives you a pained smile and dives into it. He cannot control his body while he is being pushed further and further against your pussy but he doesn’t seem to be worried about being suffocated here and now. He is filled with bliss, getting to please you and his friend.

You have no rush and let Oscar sloppily eat you out while being jerked around by Arthur’s thrusts. Arthur, absolutely lost in the feeling, grabs Oscar’s hair and yanks him back to meet his chest. He is still in his clothes and it creates a delicious contrast to Oscar’s delicious naked body, only covered with a see-through bralette. Oscar protests because he is no longer to eat you out but Arthur’s hand on his neck, practically choking him, shuts him up. 

Arthur cums in Oscar like that, and stills for a second, listening to Oscar gasping breathlessly. When he is done, he lets Oscar go and Oscar’s head drops on your lap helplessly. He takes his cock out abruptly, making Oscar wince in pain again. 

You don’t follow Arthur while he makes his way to the bathroom, giving you two some privacy. Instead, you guide Oscar’s face on your labia once again and chuckle at how he sucks on you lazily. You would normally punish him for lack of enthusiasm but you also know he is very tired from the harsh treatment. You decide to take some burden off of his shoulders. 

You flip him easily and position yourself on his face. He cannot hold onto your thighs to give himself breathing room but he cannot do that this time with his tied hands. Instead, he leaves himself at your mercy and lets you ride his face. 

When you cum on his face, he is panting so hard that you worry he might hyperventilate. You let go of the thought of sitting on his chest for a while and instead untie his hands to cuddle him. 

You expect Arthur to be already gone but he comes back to the living room, dropping himself on the opposite couch. 

You raise your eyebrow. You know Oscar would probably want some privacy during his aftercare. However, Oscar looks at Arthur and smiles so sweetly. He then turns away from him and buries his face on your chest. Arthur watches you two fondly and doesn’t even make a scandalised face when Oscar peels your shirt to suck on your tits. This is something he does to calm down after an especially rough scene and you conclude that this one qualifies. 

You gaze at Arthur again, now looking at you two with hungry eyes. You know what he wants but consider Oscar’s reaction for a second. Oscar gets jealous easily and might not be as comfortable sharing you as you are sharing him. 

“Baby, can Arthur join, too?”

Oscar lets go of your nipple and looks at you. After a moment of consideration he nods. You gesture at Arthur to join you on the couch. Unlike his previous attitude, he hesitates, exposing that he is indeed not as confident as he shows. 

Three of you barely fit on the couch but you are extremely content with two of your boys on your chest, suckling eagerly, the race you put on still playing out in the background. 

[whatdoyoumeanitsnotcanon]

that Gideon ask and response left me speechless... I have now realized just how much I too want to snap the man

but hear me out

choking kink.

Gideon is talking like he always has to, asking you to find the Albinauric Woman or something, and this has been going on for ages. Him sputtering out words while you're on top of him, working away while he watches you.

Then when he starts talking abt something else weird, like idk how much he wants to hatefuck Morgott, you are finally fed up enough to wrap your hands around his pretty little throat. Careful to not kill him, but with certainly enough force to knock the wind out of his sails if only for a moment.

The moan he lets out is strangled and barely fits his voice as you use the leverage you have with your hand to push yourself up and down his cock.

[bbytamaki]

solomon running his mouth to piss you off and see if you’ll you’ll sit on his face to finally make him shut the fuck up

vera do you know i am in love w you /p

in my oh-so humble opinion he needs the back of his throat bruised to the point where he can’t speak anymore. now imagine…

sitting on his face and holding his nose until he taps your thigh twice for air. there’s something he loves about putting his life in your hands, technically speaking. even if he can’t die the sensation is so thrilling to him.

or sitting him on his knees and fucking his mouth (naturally, magically, toy, or otherwise) and reminding him that dogs shouldn’t speak. making him forget how to use his words and only use “please” or “more” like a good puppy.

[ladyveronikawrites]

Noah/ofc 85 and 144 please?

Sorry for the long wait, dear anon. I hope you enjoy 💜

SMUT PROMPT REQUEST

PART THREE OF ARGUE

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PAIRING: Noah X OFC (Isabel)

SMUT PROMPTS:

85. “I thought you said it was a one time thing?” 144. “I want you to keep going, forever"

S: It's the final day before the band heads back to tour and Noah wants to give Isabel something special.

CW: D/s dynamic, body inspection, collaring ceremony, unprotected p in v sex, choking (breath play), mild degradation

*This is a work of fiction, based on real people in fictitious situations. Please don't yuck someone else's yum; scroll on.//*

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Isabel stares just past Noah at the blossoming flowers behind him. In no time at all the scorching heat of summer will return. She inhales the sweet scent as she turns to the waitress, in the familiar uniform she had worn only months ago, and gives her a friendly smile as Noah orders for both of them. She gets overwhelmed by all of the choices when looking at a menu. Another rule she added to their relationship. Noah knew her favorite foods, how she liked her food prepared, and her unusual allergy to strawberries. 

As the waitress leaves, Noah grabs Isabel’s freshly manicured hands in his manicured hands. One night, Noah accidentally let slip that he loved having his nails painted and ever since then Isabel made it a point that together they got their nails done. Every little bit of time they could spend together. 

“Remember this was where we first met?” Noah asks, gently squeezing her hands. 

“How could I forget?” Isabel laughs. “Nick spilled his milkshake all over me while I was taking your order.” Noah throws his head back and laughs with her. “What a dumbass,” Noah shakes his head. “Jolly chewed him out for being clumsy.” 

Isabel laughs harder, tears pricking her eyes. “Of course he did, what a dad.” 

“I’m going to tell Jolly you called him a dad,” Noah playfully jests. Noah’s eyes flicker something primal and Isabel immediately quiets down. She cocks her eyebrow wanting to toe the invisible line of… jealousy?

“I could call him daddy?” Isabel quips, her lips turning into a satisfied smirk. Noah’s nostrils flare for a heartbeat. To Isabel’s astonishment, Noah swallows the witty remark. He lets her hands go to rummage in his pocket. 

Noah clears his throat. 

“Remember all those months ago when you said ‘I thought you said it was a one-time thing and then it turned into this?” 

Noah grabs Isabel’s hand and places something in it.

“I want us to be something more.” Isabel opens up her hand to find a rose gold necklace with a small “o” pendant on. She gasps out loud and stares at the chain. Her day collar. The one she has been eyeing for weeks now. 

“How did you-” 

“Babe, you aren’t very sneaky,” Noah chuckles. 

“Thank you!” Isabel beams handing the necklace back to Noah. 

He brings the pendant to his lips and kisses it softly before rising from his chair. Standing behind Isabel, he moves her long brunette hair to fall over one shoulder. He locks the discreet lock and presses his lips softly to her neck. 

“You look amazing,” Noah purrs as he sits back down. Isabel beams at his compliment. 

“Thank you,” she grins, her cheeks flushing as their food comes to the table.

Noah and Isabel eat and chat, ending their date with a celebratory glass of champagne. 

Isabel fidgets with the collar on the car ride home.

“I can’t wait for you to see how good you look in it. And only it.” Noah moans into the last word. 

___

“Bedroom now,” Noah orders as he shuts the front door to their apartment. 

He can hardly wait to ravish every inch of his girl. He watches as Isabel practically skips to their bedroom, she too, feeling the same way he is; buzzing with anticipation and too much champagne.

When Noah opens the door, he has to lean against the threshold. Swallowing down a groan, he bites his lips as his gaze sweeps over Isabel. Standing completely naked by the end of the bed, her head bowed low, and her hands clasped behind her back. The LEDs glow purple illuminating her perfectly still body, shining bright before him. 

Her legs are spread and her shoulders rise and fall with each steady breath. Isabel is in her element. The hairs on the back of her neck stand straight as she feels Noah’s presence. Her insides tie up in knots as she awaits his inspection. 

“There’s my pretty girl.” Noah’s voice is low when it hits her, crawling up every one of her vertebrae. Isabel tenses her shoulders to stop the shivering in the column of her spine. He takes a few steps closer until he is inches away from her back. Isabel sucks in a breath as calloused fingers gather her hair to one side and then work quickly to unlock her collar. She bites back the question rising in her bones, but she knows better than to speak out of turn. 

“Eyes up.” 

The unusual directive makes Isabel’s stomach flip and her mind begins to wonder but she quickly complies despite her storming thoughts because if she waits any longer Noah will repeat himself and she was having such a good day, she didn’t want to get a punishment. 

When Isabel’s eyes meet his, Noah’s heart skips a beat. He knows she’s in a vulnerable position and is giving her a little grace to comply with unexpected directions. He sees a spark of curiosity in her eyes as she scans his outstretched hands for her collar. 

“May I have your hands?” Isabel blinks a few times before unbinding them from her back and placing them in his hands. 

“This collar represents who you belong to,” Noah starts, his voice a little shaky with nerves and excitement. Isabel has always wanted a collar and he wants to make this special for her. “I promise as your dominant to protect you and guide you with our agreed upon rewards and discipline to help you become the woman you want to be. Every day is a new day for you to offer your submission to me. I will accept it with love and compassion now and forever.”

Noah can’t help but grin when Isabel’s mouth parts slightly as she takes in a breath. Her eyes shimmer in the purple light as tears mist them. 

“Now repeat after me, okay?”

“Okay,” Isabel grins.

“I submit my mind, body and soul to your will. I freely give my life to you and know that you will love and protect me, teach and discipline me as we agreed. I will serve you and please you to the best of my abilities in this journey together. My desire in life is to belong to you. This I promise as your submissive now and forever.”

Isabel repeats every word with an unwavering confidence Noah has never seen before and it sets his core on fire. With the biggest grin on his face he walks over and fastens the collar back around Isabel’s neck. Before walking back to her, he whispers an ‘I love you’ and kisses the base of her neck where the collar rests.

“How are you feeling?” Noah takes her hands in his again. 

“Over the moon!” Isabel squeezes his hands as her big grin crinkles the corners of her eyes. “Can I see it?”

“Yes…” Noah lets go of Isabel’s hands and grasps her face, pulling her to him as he captures her lips with his. She yelps in surprise but it melts into a soft moan when she kisses him back. Noah licks at her bottom lip and she dutifully opens her mouth to him. He slips his tongue into her mouth and devours her. He wants to taste every inch of her. When Noah finally pulls away, he is breathless and so is Isabel. 

“I want you to ride me,” Noah pants as he hurriedly undresses. Isabel’s mouth pops open and her eyebrows furrow. She’s never been on top before, even in past relationships. “I got you, okay?” Noah winks at her as she continues to process his request. He settles onto the large bed and leans against the headboard. 

“Crawl to me,” Noah beckons as he strokes his hardening cock. He sucks in his lower lip as Isabel gets on her hands and knees. Her tits bounce with every sway of her hips. “That’s it, God you are gorgeous.” Isabel sits back on her heels waiting for the next direction. “Turn around and straddle me.” 

Isabel’s cheeks heat as arousal pools in her core. She can’t believe Noah is actually letting her on top. She shifts to sit between Noah’s legs facing away from him and then bends her knees to plant her feet on the bed. She yelps when Noah grips her hips and lifts up. She spreads her legs wider as he slowly lowers her pussy down onto his erect cock. 

“Fuck,” Noah groans while Isabel lowers herself more. Isabel bites her lip as he splits her open. She mewls as he bottoms out in her. “How do you feel?” Noah asks before kissing her shoulder.

“So full, but good.” Her head rolls back against his chest.

“Open your eyes pretty girl and look at yourself,” he whispers into her ear. 

Isabel’s eyes bug wide and her mouth pops open. Noah’s large body envelopes her small frame. A blush spreads over her neck and cheeks as she stares at herself bare and exposed. Overcome with shyness, she quickly looks away and covers herself with her arms. 

“It’s ok, Isabel. Do you want to stop?” Noah asks as he brushes a strand of hair away from her face. She takes in a shaky breath. Isabel has never felt so vulnerable before, yet it excites and terrifies her at the same time. 

“No, I just feel overwhelmed. It’s all so new. No one has ever cared for me like you do,” Isabel slowly uncovers herself and rests her hands on her thighs for support. Noah wraps his arms around her to comfort her. 

“We will take it slow, ok?” Isabel nods, breathing in his scent and relishing in Noah’s soothing body heat. 

“Look how good your collar looks around your neck,” Noah coos as he snakes his hand up between her breasts to play with her collar. Isabel’s cheeks flame to his touch around her neck, and instantly her pussy throbs. Noah chuckles against her ear as he feels her arousal drenching his cock. His dick twitches against her walls and she squirms. 

“You like my hand around your neck, dirty girl.”

“It’s your tattoos, and um… your nail polish,” Isabel confesses. She looks away from the mirror, away from Noah as the revelation weighs heavy in the room. 

“Isabel, look at me.” Noah’s hand slides up her throat, a silent threat if she doesn’t comply. Isabel’s heartbeat pounds in her ears. His hand is warm against her throat. She is not quite sure if it’s a welcome sensation. It’s not a hard limit for her and Noah knows it. They’ve never explored breath play before but with the way it makes her feel now, a frenzy of butterflies in the stomach, she wants him to continue. Her eyes meet Noah’s in the mirror. 

“Good girl, now tell me what you want.” Noah’s eye never leaves hers.

“Choke me.” Isabel’s pussy throbs against his touch. Noah grips her throat lightly and presses against the side not to cut off the airflow and slow the blood flow. Isabel keeps her eyes steady on him while she rocks back into Noah as he slowly thrusts into her.

“Fuck, don’t stop,” Noah grunts through clenched teeth, applying more pressure for a heartbeat longer before letting go completely. Isabel gasps for air but it drives her to bounce up and down Noah’s cock to chase the pleasure. Noah digs his nails into her hips slamming her body down his aching cock. He loves the way her tits bounce in rhythm with her body. It’s mesmerizing. He could watch her do this all day. 

“I need more,” Isabel requests. Her pussy walls claim his cock again this time she grinds circles around his cock. Noah’s head thunks back against the headboard, his mind starting to haze from the pleasure. He swallows down the pressure building in his core to give his girl what she wants. Isabel’s moan becomes muffled when Noah’s two fingers find the wet heat of her mouth. She closes her eyes and swirls her tongue around his fingers as if it were his cock, getting lost in the fantasy of it all.

“Just imagine it’s my cock in your pretty little mouth.” A shiver crawls down Noah’s spine when Isabel sucks him further into her mouth. 

“Eyes open, Isabel.” Isabel’s pupils blow wide when she watches Noah’s fingers slide in and out her mouth. “That’s my filthy slut, so needy.” Isabel whimpers as Noah pops his fingers from her mouth and immediately splits her folds apart. She jumps slightly, rocking against him when his slick fingers make contact with her sensitive clit. Noah circles her clit as Isabel quickens her pace up and down his cock. 

“I want you to keep going, forever,” Noah’s tone is deep and it sends a spark down Isabel’s spine and straight to her overstimulated clit. 

“Fuck,” she bites out. Noah matches each of her thrusts with his own. “Noah,” her voice breaks as the wave of her orgasm crashes through her. Her head rolls back and eyes flutter close. Noah keeps his firm grip on her as he fucks her through her orgasm. “Hold on, Isabel.” Noah’s thrusts become sporadic as his orgasm explodes through his body. “That was amazing,” Noah pants between breaths. He gently moves Isabel’s jelly legs back between his legs so she can rest on his lap. “How are you doing?” 

“Great,” Isabel hums, her eyes remaining closed. “I’m going to miss you.” When she opens her eyes again she looks at Noah in the mirror. Both of them are sticky with sweat yet glowing under the LED lights. 

“I’m going to miss you too,” Noah kisses her cheek, and they remain entangled in each other’s arms for a breath and a heartbeat longer. 

[xiaoslxt]

⩥ xiaoslxt -> finding out they're into choking

Characters: Kazuha, Xiao, Scaramouche, Albedo, Childe, Ayaka, Kokomi

Genre: smut

Warnings: gn! Dom! Reader, choking/breathplay, a bit on the extreme side in Childe's, squirting in Ayaka's, passing out momentarily from an orgasm (Scara)

Format: headcanons

Taglist: @kreideprinzessin @irethepotato-reblogs @adalynn-is-lost

Kazuha

While you're in the middle of fucking, he unexpectedly takes your hand and presses it against his throat

You just go with it and squeeze slightly to test the waters. You did NOT expect him to moan like a bitch in heat

10/10 would recommend trying to go a bit harder next time. He's gonna cum in an instant

Afterwards he shyly tells you how much he loves it

Xiao

You're the only one he'd give up his power for, and it shows when he unexpectedly asks you to choke him

Albeit surprised, you do it and it's suddenly your favorite thing to do!

His eyes roll back and he can't even close his mouth, his dick twitching heavily

Later tells you that he always wanted to get overpowered by you with a thick blush on his cheeks

Scaramouche

Won't outright admit he loves when you choke him during sex, but he never objects when you do it

First time you did it, he came so much he passed out for a few seconds 😵‍💫

You're lucky he wears a high-collared shirt to hide the fingerprints – or else he'd never live the teasing down

Also! When he's bratty, just grab him by the neck and he's pliant instantly~

Albedo

Ahh pretty boy Albedo <3 he's a sucker for when you grab him by his neck, squeeze a little and tell him he's your good boy

He always writes his experiences in the bedroom down in a journal, and when he writes how much it turned him on... let's just say you do it almost all the time

Bonus points if you slightly press your thumb against his birthmark - he's gonna see stars

Whenever you choke him (which is like mentioned almost always) he cums so much he needs to take a break before round 2 💀

Childe

Mister loudmouth just needs to be taught a lesson and put in his place! Treat him like he's your pet, your cheap little whore - you name it! He's gonna be so good for you once you put him in his place

He loves when you get real rough with him, choke him so hard his vision gets blurry before you allow him to breathe properly again... he will literally cum right away

He wants you to force him down and take all the orgasms like a good little slut

Of course you will properly care for him afterwards - just before the roles reverse (if he has the energy left)

Ayaka

Has always wanted to try it out, but no former partner of hers seemed understanding of it - until you came along <3

The first time you tried it out with her, she came so hard she literally squirted all over you - she was so embarrassed and kept apologizing but you didn't mind, you told her it was the hottest thing !!

You always end up choking her while you rearrange her guts! She just loves it so much, going all cross eyed and her cunt spasms around your cock/strap

When you guys are done, you always kiss the marks around her throat and tell her how cute she looks all marked up <3

Kokomi

She once read about how good it feels to get choked while having sex and brought it up while you guys were about to do it - so you decided to give her a good time

She ended up loving it so much she screamed when she came (which she usually doesn't, so that's gotta mean something)

Ever since then, Kokomi made it a habit to not directly ask you to choke her, but instead she starts sucking on your fingers

Your pretty pillow princess turned out to be a pervert - not like you care though 😋

[wrixthesley]

All I’ve Known | Tartaglia

cw: choking, dubcon, jealousy, heavy breath play, lots of memories, mentions if tighnari, blow job, fellatio, possessive behavior, kinda yandere childe if u squint, friends to idk friends w benefits(?)

You admired him.

“Ajax” you whisper, his hand finding yours, fingers interlacing.

The way you look up at him reminds him of when he went away for training and came back with no trace of the Ajax you once knew. He still sought after you though, slipping off his gloves so that his bare hands touch and fingers interlace with yours.

“Always your Ajax” he reassures, bringing your hand up to his lips to press a small kiss to the back of your hand.

He thinks that’s when you sealed his fate. It had to be, the very moment you both realized he would be there forever.

“Ajax” your whisper is barely there, his lips ghosting your own just like they were when he had gotten a little too close to comfortable in high school. When he swore that you would be his first kiss, his first and only. It stung when you pulled back, when you looked at him all teary eyed just to tell him you’ve never kissed anyone before.

He’ll teach you.

He’ll be gentle, finger tips grazing your chin while he guides your mouth to his own and captures your lips in a soft kiss.

It’s the first one after all, he can’t act too harsh. He’ll let your tongue slip through first before he deepens the kiss.

You pulled away first, overwhelmed and embarrassed when a string of salive was collected the two of you.

“Ajax” your voice is weaker this time, it sounds like you might cry.

You’re pretty when you cry, he noticed that when fat tears were spilling down your cheeks when you told him that you were leaving to study in Sumeru. He doesn’t mention the Fatui to you, knowing that he’ll be back just in time to greet you as if he never left.

He’d read every letter you sent him and saved the numerous flowers dried and pressed in between each fold.

When you came home and finally met up with him you talked about every experience you had. How your mentor was harsh but meant well, how he could hear your foot steps from far away and knew when you were coming before you announced yourself.

Tighnari you mention his name and Ajax feels the pit of jealousy plant itself in his gut rooting itself down to his very core because one season away from him and suddenly you glow differently especially when you mention Tighnari’s name and how smart he is.

“He’s amazing at what he does.” You shine when you smile at him, showing him the notes you’ve taken while away. His gaze darkens when you go back to the book you were showing him, suddenly he wonders what else you delved into while in Sumeru.

“Ajax” you slur, one night stumbling into his arms when your friends had called him to tell him to pick you up. You had a few too many and there’s no way any of them could lift you up and carry you home.

He doesn’t reply when you tell him you’re sorry. You’re stumbling and holding on to him for balance even though he’s practically dragging you into the bathroom to sober up.

You wrap your arms around him, hands playfully carding through his hair. “Always my Ajax” you whisper, tongue thick and heavy.

“Wanna thank you.” You say, pressing a sticky kiss to his cheek and his jaw.

He doesn’t stop you when your hands travel to his belt, doesn’t pull away when you’re pulling him into a heated make out session. Instead he guides your own hands to wrap around his hardening cock. Watches how you practically sober up at his length and girth before you mutter “I don’t know-“

“I’ll show you.”

He’s full of praises when you’re down on your knees, even when you’re worried that your skirt might ride up your thighs, he loves when you stick your tongue out allowing him to slap his dick on it.

He nearly cums when you take his length into your hot mouth and begin to bob your head up and down. He tells you when to hollow your cheeks, when to relax your throat, and how to breathe through your nose.

He loves the stupid look on your face when you look up at him for mercy as if you didn’t put yourself in this position to begin with. His hands are placed on each side of your head and you can’t breathe with the new pace he sets. He’s fucking your skull, doesn’t care that your nails are digging into his thigh or that you’re crying real tears this time.

He’s shown you through all your firsts, he’ll always be the shadow that lingers in your mind if you ever try to do this with anyone else. He wants to ruin you for anyone else, only wants you to think of him and only him.

He recalls your first kiss together how shy you had gotten when a string of saliva was connecting you both together, it’s the same now when he finally lets you off his cock.

You’re inhaling gulps of air, lips covered in spit and his precum while still connected to him through the same, fragile string of your salive.

“Hey, I’m all you’ve known right?” He asks, the toe of his shoe coming to press against your clothed cunt.

“I’m all you’re ever gonna know.”

He’s pick you up, your head is spinning and the coolness of the counter meets your bare thighs when Ajax pushes your skirt to bunch up at your waist.

“Be good for me.” He says before pressing a sweet kiss to your temple. “Wanna try something?”

His hand wraps around your throat, squeezing the sides a little, watching how your hands weekly squeeze around his wrist. You’re saying his name over and over again, the look in your eyes isn’t the same as when you talk about Tighnari, but this look is only for him.

“God, just be good for me and take it.” He breathes, kissing your lips when he lines himself up at your entrance.

“Good girl, fuck- you’re so tight.” He’s sheathing himself in, hips rocking slowly allowing you the mercy of adjusting to his length. The greedier he gets the more he speeds up, the rougher he gets.

“So tight, so fucking tight. It’s so fucking hot” he pants, rocking and allowing his weight to guide him in and out of your walls. His grip is harder and harder and it’s pulling him back to the reality that you’re really under him, that you really can’t breathe and your vision is getting spotty.

“Sorry, shit- you’re so good. sorry just a little bit longer” his brows are furrowed, head tipping back and basking in the heat of your pussy.

“Keep sucking me in, fuck fuck fuck” his pace is sloppier, his lips against yours are needy and you’re scratching at his arm now.

You feel his release inside of you, hot thick ropes of cum as his arm and weight come off your throat making you cough and sputter.

He’s holding you close, rubbing your back as a consolation for what you just endured.

“You’re all I’ve ever known,” he whispers, “always your Ajax forever.”

[hanasnx]

MINORS DNI 18+

BILLY QUINN is the type of guy to tease you with the prospect of a kiss. He’d incline into your direction, let you get comfortable, let you expect to feel his lips on yours. Your eyes fall closed, you pucker, you lean into him, only to be rudely awakened by his pause. He offers them to you, yet when you chase he backs up just out of your reach. Like a game, he toys with you, baiting you right into frustration. There’s a curl to his countenance, a hint of a malicious smile as you make a fool of yourself for him, pinching your brows together. His large hand nestles comfortably against the column of your neck, slotting as if it was made to choked. He lures you in, only to refuse you at the last second, and eye you like you’ve been caught thinking it’d be that easy for you. He won’t let you any nearer than a millimeter from his pink tissue, ripe and plump to be molded against yours. You want it worse than before simply because he won’t allow you to have it.

“S’wrong, baby? You want somethin’?” he taunts, his row of pearly teeth peeking through his parted lips. Lips you wish were yours already. You’re too involved in yourself, and you manage a subtle nod, and a confirming squeak. “Speak up, huh? Use those words.” His callused thumb strokes your jaw, you can feel every detail of the rough texture of his guitar-playing hands against your skin.

“Kiss me.” you whine, your palms patting the sides of your thighs in a mini-tantrum. Your sweet features twist in want. “Please?”

“Pretty girl.” he tsks. The anticipation works you up so much that a mere brush of his lips against yours has a heat pool between your legs. Effortless, you condemn yourself, easy. That’s what he must think of you. “Always wants what she can’t have.”

[eldritchgriffin]

Aglafhg fajlj OH MY GOD. I was playing Sonic Chronicles: The Dark Brotherhood and I just had the most incredible glitch. Sonic and Shadow were doing an attack but Sonic just

Started T-posing???? I was so caught off-guard that I messed up the attack and THEN

Eggman started A-posing!? I didn't have time to record it, but he was just sliding across the ground and slowly spinning. Needless to say, I failed that attack too. Not that it mattered since...

As if ALL THAT wasn't enough, my game froze, and I couldn't get it to start up again! T-posing Sonic and Eggman just crashed my game!?!what the hell is this!?!?

[rotteneldritchhorror]

damien as james is... wonderful

[xmoonlitxdreamx]

roadhog gap moe my beloved

[the-stray-pup]

Waking up because you can’t breathe only to realize you have a cock stuffing its way down your throat