#cyber-tiny

[cyber-tiny]

Chokehold

Pairing: Will Ramos x reader

Word Count: 3.4k

Warnings: 18+; SMUT; MDNI; Porn with slight plot; p in v; oral (male receiving); slight possessiveness; jealous sex; slight dumbification; choking kink; light breath play; petnames (baby, princess, doll); semi-public sex (bathroom)

Just Will choking you. That's it, that's the fic. Enjoy!

P.S: Go on, play his cover of Chokehold on loop while you read 😏😌

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It had really not been your intention to make Will jealous.

You were both at a house party, having been invited there by friends of friends. There were way more people than you expected, every room in the big house filled from wall to wall.

The music was loud and the bass was making the windows shake with every beat. You squeezed your way past the people, holding Will's hand in order not to lose each other in the crowd.

You both made your way to the living room/makeshift dancefloor for the night, Will's hands on your waist as he walked behind you. People seemed to be pretty blazed already, loudly talking and dancing to the music without care.

"I'll go get us a drink!" He spoke in your ear.

"What?!" You replied loudly, unable to make out what he was saying do to the blasting music.

"I'll go get something to drink!" He repeated even louder. You nodded in response giving him a quick kiss before he disappeared into the crowd, probably in search of the kitchen.

After a couple minutes of waiting and no sign of Will, you started to look for him, unable to find him in the crowd. Who you did bump in to were a group of girls you knew from your friend group, so you began chatting happily with them being thankful for the company.

You were having a good time catching up with them and drinking some shots of tequila from a bottle the girls had brought with them. Finally in the mood to actually enjoy the party, you followed the girls to the dancefloor and began dancing together.

It took Will at least 10 minutes to find his way to the kitchen, slightly frustrated at the amount of people he had to move through to get there. He mixed some drinks for both of you and was ready to make his way back to you when he got distracted catching up with his friends.

By the time he made it back to the living room about 40 minutes later you were having the time of your life on the dancefloor, completely unaware of all the eyes that were on you.

You had always been rather oblivious when it came to people being interested in you. Even before Will and you got together he had to spell out his feelings for you after his flirty advances flew over your head. But he was hyper aware of how almost every single person in the room had their attention on you.

There was just something special about you that instantly brightened up the room, making everybody's mood instantly better as you walked through the door. He loved that about you.

Not so much in this particular moment however, your pretty body moving to the rhythm of the music. You looked too good for your own good, tight dress hugging your body perfectly.

How could you not notice the intentions behind some of those eyes? He could see it so clearly. He could without a margin of error count how many guys in the room were undressing you in their minds as you inadvertently put on a show.

He began to feel the sting of jealousy creep up his chest, his hands gripping on to the solo cups filled with alcohol tightly. He didn't get possessive often, but strike him dead if he wasn't fighting the urge to go right up to you and show everybody who you belonged with.

He overheard two guys behind him whispering about you, commenting on your pretty form and your perfect body. He shot them a dirty look in response, breathing in deeply in order not to lose his cool on them. That's it. He decided. He left one of the drinks up on top of the living room table and made his way to you.

You were laughing and dancing, your energy contagious to the people around you. You had lost track of time dancing, unaware of how much time had passed since Will left your side.

You immediately recognized his touch as you felt a strong body behind you and a hand  holding onto your waist tightly. He pulled you back, your back against his chest. You smiled at him and opened your mouth to say something only to have him crash his lips against yours in a slow and sensual kiss.

"Having fun putting on a show princess?" He asked in your ear, beginning to dance with you. He took a long sip of his drink.

"Huh, what do you mean?" You asked in genuine confusion, your pretty doe eyes looking up at him.

He groaned slightly annoyed at your naivety and grabbed your hand pulling you with him out of the dancefloor and up the stairs of the house.

"...so fucking frustrating..."  You overheard the middle of his sentence as you walked between the people to wherever he was taking you.

The top floor was considerably emptier but there were still people here and there, some talking, some making out. He took you down the main corridor opening some doors looking for something, you were not quite sure what.

The third door finally led him to where he planning to take you, pulling you in with him and turning the light on, revealing the bathroom. He locked the door behind you, left his drink on the counter and caged you against the door.

His expression was somewhat serious, a contrast to the usual smile he always had on his face. His eyes looked you up and down, sending shivers down your spine.

"Do you really not know or are you playing dumb princess?" He asked, eyes demanding a response for you. His tone was firm but calm, finally not having to scream over the music as it was now muffled by the door.

"Know what Will? I'm so confused" you responded. He left out a small sigh letting his head hang down in resignation. If you didn't know then he'd let you know.

"That half of the people at the party were eye-fucking you as you danced" he replied. "I bet they were thinking all sorts of things" He pushed his body against you, beginning to leave kisses on your neck.

"I really don't know what you mean" you replied, voice now slightly weak do to his kisses in your sensitive neck.

He ignored your reply, focused on how your skin reacted to his kisses. That's right, he thought. Only he could make your body react this way.

"I bet they would kill to see you out of this dress" he said, his hands playing with the hem. "But you'll only show me, right?"

You nodded, a small "of course" leaving your lips. He pulled your dress up slowly, running his hands on your body all the way up, slipping it over your head and letting it fall on the floor.

"I could hear them, you know? Talking about you. About wanting you." He said, sucking a small patch of the skin on your collarbone into his mouth, leaving pretty marks on it. You wanted to reply, to tell him to just ignore it. But you swallowed your words when you felt his fingers push your panties to the side and make their way into you.

You cried out at the intrusion, your back arching against the door.

"But you couldn't just be a good girl and wait for me to come back" He sucked his teeth, shaking his head slightly as he considered what to do with you. "Why are you this wet already, huh? Do you like the attention that much?"

You shook your head no, biting your lower lip as he began pumping his fingers in and out of you at a quick pace, giving you no time to adjust. Small cries and whimpers left your mouth as you let him have his way with you.

"This won't do baby" he said, fingers suddenly leaving you empty again. "I'll have to remind you who you belong to".

He manhandled you, bending you over the countertop as he pinned your hands behind your back. Your legs shook as you heard him unbuckle his belt, which he then used to secure your hands behind your back. "Going to remind you how to behave."

"But I want to touch you ..." You protested. He responded by spanking your ass harshly, licking his lips as he admired the way your ass jiggled at the contact. You let out a soft gasp, loving the slight sting it left behind on your skin.

"Bad girls don't get what they want. They take what they're given." He said against your ear, tugging your body up against his chest by pulling your hair slightly. "So if you want me to make you feel good you'll behave and stop being a brat"

You nodded furiously, needing his touch to relieve the pressure between your legs.

"That's a good girl..." He unclasped your bra, pushing it down your arms as far as it would go. He helped you step out of your panties, which he put in his pocket.

You were softly pleading for his touch, unable to stay still. You muttered a small "oh" as you felt him kneel behind you, face now level with your sopping chore.

"Fuck Baby you're so wet..."he said, licking a stripe up your cunt. Your knees buckled and you rested the weight of your torso on the counter, cheek pressing against the cold marble. "Only I can make you this needy, right?"

You nodded enthusiastically, a string of whispered yeses leaving your lips. You were already a mess, desperate for his touch. Your response clearly satisfied him as he buried his face into your cunt, eating you out from the back. You screamed in response, having to focus all your strength in order to keep your legs from giving in.

He licked and sucked hungrily at your cunt, hands spreading your ass cheeks slightly to give him more access. "Mine.." you could hear him moan lowly into your chore.

"' 'm so close..." You cried, feeling your orgasm approaching rapidly. Suddenly Will pulled away from you, making you cry in frustration. You complained, whining and begging for him to continue.

"Do you think you deserve to come?" He asked, his tone, low and dominant, sending electric shocks to your sensitive cunt. "I don't think so", he said. you cried in protest, feeling the neediness in every cell of your body.

"On your knees" he ordered. You turned around, dropping on your knees as if forced by gravity. He grabbed your chin lightly, connecting your eyes with him. Fuck, what a sight you were. With your hands behind your back, hard nipples begging for any sort of stimulation. Your pretty eyes were half-closed with lust and your body was restless as you struggled to find a comfortable position given your sensitive and swollen clit. "Too pretty for your own good"

His hand left your face to join his other at the button of his jeans. He opened the fly of his pants and pulled them down along with his underwear, hard cock now exposed and hard against his stomach.

He was brick hard, the image before his eyes driving him insane. His thick shaft was completely erect and his swollen tip was making you drool, pleading with your eyes for him to let you taste him.

"Open up baby" He said, pushing his tip against your lips. You obeyed, relaxing your jaw open and sticking out your tongue slightly "good fucking girl..." He praised, thrusting his hips forward slowly, letting his head fall back as your mouth wrapped around him.

You loved it. You loved the feeling of his heavy cock resting on your tongue. You loved the way his thick cock stretched your lips to the brink of discomfort. But most of all, you loved how bothered your mouth got him. His hands made their way to your head, gathering your hair into a ponytail which he held together as he slowly pushed your head further down his cock.

He began moving, a combination between thrusting his hips forward and pushing your head to meet his thrusts in the middle, fucking your throat at an increasing pace. "fuck princess... Bet they all want to see you like this. So fucking pretty with your lips around my cock"

You were a drooling mess by now, eyes watering as you breathed through your nose in order not to choke on his length. "But only I can use you like this." You moaned and nodded around his cock, making him chuckle at the pathetic sight.

"Messy girl" he took one of his hands to wipe some of the drool of your chin. It was unreal how wet you were getting purely off of him using your mouth to pleasure himself. Your pupils were blown out, taking in every expression of pleasure in his face and every low groan that escaped his lips.

"Fuck baby I'm so close already... Wanna come inside you..." It took all of his willpower to stop the movement of his hips and to slowly pull his cock out of your mouth. He cursed at the string of saliva connecting your lips to his pulsating cock.

You tried to catch your breath as he helped you up, picking you up by the back of your thighs and sitting you down on the counter.  He took off his shirt, skin slightly sticky with sweat. The bathroom mirror was begging to get foggy.

"Are you thirsty? " He asked. You nodded in response, your mouth feeling dry after the amount of drool you had produced while giving him head.

"...very .. " you said, heavy breath making it difficult to speak as you still were coming back down from him using your throat.

"Open up" his hand cupped your cheeks, slightly pressing in for you to open. He took his drink with his other hand a brought the cup to your lips. He slowly poured in the liquid, watching hungrily as you swallowed what he gave you, a couple drops escaping your lips and rolling down your throat and breasts. He put the cup back down and licked up one of the drops all the way up your mouth.

He kissed you hungrily, possessively, tugging slightly at your hair as he practically devoured you. He pumped his cock two or three times before pushing his hips forward, playing with your clit with his swollen tip.

Your mouth fell open, crying out at the feeling and pathetically trying to grind your cunt closer to his cock in search for more contact. Only he could make you this desperate, and he knew it. But he needed to hear it.

"You want it?" He asked, his voice low and raspy.

"...god yes!" You cried out.

"Yeah? Then beg for it" He demanded, one hand squeezing at your breasts as the other continued driving his cock up and down your slit.

"pleasepleaseplease" you chanted out, feeling close to losing yourself into the fire that consumed your body. Satisfied, he pushed himself into you in one long thrust. You moaned out, tears escaping your eyes as you finally felt filled to the brim by him .

He cussed, hands gripping your thighs as he dragged his cock out of you slowly only to plunge in again, relishing in your cries of pleasure.

"That cock feel good?" You nodded as he took his thumb to caress your lips. You opened your mouth, letting him press the pad of his finger against your tongue as you began sucking around it. You hummed in response, your body answering for you as your cunt clenched around him at his dirty words.

"I should've fucked you down there. Should’ve shown them how eagerly you take me“ His voice was getting lower, possessiveness taking over him as he remembered the look in those men's eyes. "Showed them how you're only a messy slut for me. So dumb when you take my cock"

His thrusts were animalistic, his heavy cock dragging on your walls at a fast pace. He filled you up so good and he knew exactly how to fuck into you in order to get your toes to curl.

One of his hands went straight to your clit, beginning to draw slow circles on your swollen bud. His other hand made its way to your neck. You gasped at the contact, cunt clenching down on him.

"Oh you like that huh? Like my hands around your neck?" His rhetorical question went unanswered. You let your head fall back slightly, giving him more access to the column of your neck.

"Breathe in"

You obeyed, your chest rising as you took in a deep breath. Halfway through you breathing out, you felt his fingers increase the pressure on the sides of your throat. Your airflow now slightly reduced, you felt as your entire body began tingling slightly, all senses hyperaware.

You breathed in, oxygen barely too low for your satisfaction, head going fuzzy at the feeling.

"Good girl... Such a good girl for me" he released some of the pressure, your chest rising heavily to take the air in. His hips continued their fast pace, as did his fingers on your clit.

He let you breathe in a couple times before applying pressure to your throat again, muffled cries leaving your lips. Your head became clouded with pleasure and you felt your heart beat in your ears. The slight oxygen deprivation made your walls more sensitive, feeling every vein of his girthy cock inside you.

"That's it baby... Focus on me..." he praised, your stomach beginning to tighten as your climax was approaching. He pulled you to meet his thrusts by the neck, fucking you onto his cock.

"Come around my cock princess... Make a mess on it" He ordered, and like the obedient  girl you were you came at his command, your screams luckily drowned out by the loud music outside the door that separated you from the people. Feeling you clamp down on him as you came was enough to push him over the edge too, fucking hot strings of cum into your cunt as you were still shaking from your orgasm.

He slowed down his hips, pumping his cock into you slowly as he fucked you through your high and helped you come back down.

He stopped fully shortly after, cock still inside you. You were completely gone, orgasm so intense that all strength had left your body. He kissed your forehead lovingly and he brought his hands to undo the belt that was holding yours together.

He softly massaged your wrists and left a kiss on each of them. "You okay baby?"

You nodded, eyelids opening slowly as you drifted back into reality. He pulled out of you and fixed your bra and panties. He helped you stand up, having to hold you up by the waist for a minute or two until your legs regained their strength.

"Come on, let me take you home" He said, leaving a loving kiss on your lips.

You made your way out of the bathroom, too tired to care about the few judging looks you got from the people waiting in front of the bathroom door. You made your way to the car and he opened the door, helping you in.

He smiled at you as he started the ignition, heart swelling with love as he took in your pretty and tired frame. "Don't worry princess, we'll be home soon" he reassured you.

You were already feeling more awake already though, eyes focusing on his hands on the wheel as he began to drive.

You traced every one of his tattoos with your eyes, following the shape of his slender fingers. You bit your lower lip, thinking about how good they felt against your throat. Fuck his hands were so pretty.

You were so zoned out that you didn't react when the car stopped, Will having parked the car in your building's garage.

"Baby?" He looked at you, taking in the sight. Your thighs pressing together as you were getting riled up again, lower lip between your teeth, eyes laser focused on his hands gripping the wheel.

He followed your look, connecting it to his hands. He smiled cockily, having caught you indulging in your new obsession. He brought one of his hands to grip at your jaw, forcing your eyes to connect with his.

"You dirty girl"

[lemuriz]

Frutiger Aero Graphics

[8um8le]

Do I rlly look like a guy wit a plan- 👁️👁️

[bucciniexe]

Red pixels! Tw: Blood ♡ Credits to the owners

[cyber-night]

Fyodor needs help sometimes even if he doesn't want it. No smut today, sorry :(

Content Warnings: Self-neglect, degradation, humiliation, (Neither of which are particularly "sexy" it's more just Fyodor being put in his place through his own stupidity), this... isn't healthy for Anyone...

You sigh as you look at Fyodors pill bottle. You'd recently put a cap on it that had a timer telling when it had last been opened. You suspected that he hadn't been taking his meds. The timer showed that it had been over two days since Fyodor had taken his medication, and even then, he only took it because you brought it to him.

You head up to his computer room where you find him hunched over his keyboard, typing away at lines of code. "Hey Fedya?" He hums as if he hears you but isn't listening. You continue anyway. "You haven't taken your meds in a few days... how are you feeling?"

"Fine," He says without looking up from typing. "When's the last time you got up to eat or use the bathroom?" You ask worriedly. Fyodor sighs. "I do not need you babying me. I can care for myself, you know." He says flatly. "You haven't taken your meds in two days... I worry about you. When's is the last time you slept in a bed and not at your desk?" He stops typing and pinches the bridge of his nose in irritation. "Not all of us get to sit around and do nothing you know some of us have actual work to do." This makes you pause irritation boiling under your skin. "Excuse me? I do plenty thank you very much. I'm the only one who does anything around here." You snap he has never been this expressly disrespectful to you. "You do nothing but annoy me and take me away from my work! I don't need your help! I realize you are too dumb to understand how important what I'm doing is, but you can at least have the decency to let me do it. As for what you do around here, you do nothing but take up space and money!" He snaps angrily you pause your eyes wide, all the times you've made sure he had water and tea as he worked, made sure he was eating, brought him food if he hadn't eaten yet, brought him his meds, all of that to him was simply an interruption? An irritation? Not to mention you took care of most of the chores, though he helped with a few such as the trash ...Fine then if that's how he saw it. "Very well, then I'll stop." You sat icily your eyes narrowed. "Since you will be fine without me helping, I'll leave you be." He seems pleased at that. "Good." Is all he says before he turns back to his monitors. You don't hesitate to turn and leave.

True to your words the next four? Maybe five days? You don't do anything for him. You knew when you two started dating, he needed something akin to a caretaker as he was oblivious to his own health, unable to feel hunger, thirst, or even exhaustion the way most do. It stemmed from his autism and you were willing to help him out of love for him. You never thought you'd have that affection thrown back at you in such a volatile way. You haven't seen him for a few days making no effort to seek him out.

You are sitting in the living room reading a book quietly when he stumbles in. He looks terrible. He hasn't showered in about two weeks at this point, hasn't had his meds in a week, and God knows when the last time he ate was. You only barely glance at him before returning to your book. You watch him lean against the counter as he makes his way to where his meds are stored. Once he get his hands on them, he looks at the caps timer, showing him its been almost a week since he's taken them. His hands shake as he struggles to open the pill bottle, the childproof cap, making it impossible for him when he's this weak. You watch him from over the edge of your book. He is genuinely struggling, but you can also tell he's putting on a bit of a show to garter pity from you to make you feel bad for leaving him to fend for himself. You don't give him any instead of going back to actually reading flipping the page. After quite a bit of time, he finally stumbles over to you and holds the bottle out to you. "Open this." He says gruffly. "You don't need my help. You should be fine." You say not looking up at him though you can see his hand trembling in your peripheral. Your words make him pause.

He tries to open the bottle again with no luck he stands there swaying slightly, his pride not letting him admit he was wrong or that he needs help. He tries to pull your book down, but he is too weak to succeed. You watch him sway again before he crumples at your feet, the pills bottle rolling away from him. You still don't look up from your book as you flip the page. If he wants anything from you, he needs to put his pride aside. He sits there, trembling at your feet for a few minutes before weakly whispering, "I'm sorry..." It's makes you laugh a little inside. "Pardon? I didn't hear what you said. Would you like to repeat that?" You ask without looking up from your book. "I'm sorry..." You nod. "Hmm, that's a start. What are you sorry for?" His eyes are unfocoused, and he's barely keeping himself upright. "I'm sorry for yelling at you."

"And?"

"...And I was wrong."

"About?"

"I was wrong, I do need you..." You nod again as you flip the page. "Yes, you do, don't you." He waits for a moment before he continues "...Are you going to help me now?" You laugh finally closing your book. "And why would I do that? You've done the bare minimum." Fyodors eyes widen, "please..." He whispers weakly. "Please, what?" You ask with a smirk as you watch him sway on his knees. "Convince me." He takes a shakey breath. I'm looking like he might cry. "Please help me... I feel like I'm going to pass out, and I can't... I can't take care of myself right now." You tilt his head back so you can observe him better. "It's almost a pity I have to put you back together... I kind of like you like this. Weak and pathetic, not that you aren't weak and pathetic normally, but... it's just you look pretty when your half way from deaths doorstep." He whines a hint of fear in his eyes. Sure, he could kill you with a touch, but the idea that he is weak and pathetic normally makes him uncomfortable. "I really should make you work for my help... but I'm feeling... Generous. So instead, I'll only make you beg. Sit back on your knees and put your hands up to your chest like a dog. I want to see you beg like one. After all, I have to care for you like a pet."

Fyodor shudders but does it his body barely stable for very long as he holds his hands up in an imitation of paws he looks at you, embarrassment evident in his face. "Good enough, I guess." You sigh idly, he whimeprs, letting his body relax so he doesn't fall further to the floor he rests his forehead on your knee. "Please~" He whispers meakly. Finally, you move him onto the couch and lay him down with a sigh.

You go get his meds, water, and soup since you don't trust him to keep solid food down right now. You come back to him asleep, and you almost feel bad about having to wake him up, but you know you need to. He needs to eat and drink. You carefully nudge him awake and set about nursing your brilliant moron of a boyfriend back to health. You wake him up not as gently as you usually would. You shove the pills into his mouth, then yank his head back and force him to drink, double tapping his cheek once he swallows. "T-thank you... my love..." You help him eat the soup since his hands tremble. "You wouldn't be in this mess if you simply listened to me, you know." You sigh as you pet his hair the soup bowl finally empty "If you had just been a good boyfriend and accepted my care you would fine, but no you have to be a selfish stubborn brat." He looks up at you with glassy eyes. "I'm sorry... I'll try and be better..."

You shake your head and sigh, carrying him to lay down in bed. A shower will have to wait till tomorrow. "Sleep, you can make it up to me tomorrow, Fedya." He nods and nuzzles into you, clinging to you out of anxiety that you'll abandon him again. You kiss his forehead as he drifts off.

[komashkathesilly]

my cutieful psvita if she was an awesome robot bear girl

[elixirfromthestars]

Guys…so when should I be concerned/scared that someone is like molding themselves to copy me/my personality/what I do? 😭 I’ve been a bit weirded out for months and now I’m just actually concerned 😭

[lum164]

MS paint mmz doodlesss

[thisischeri]

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[minalyce]

bro imagine being the only character in the entire game whose real name gets dropped and youre dutch and a bitch

[cyber-tiny]

Feral

Pairing: Will Ramos x reader

Word Count: 2.2k

Disclaimer: This is just a work of fiction. If you feel some type of way about it please please just don’t read <3

Warnings: 18+ SMUT; MDNI; Porn without plot; oral (female receiving); face sitting; face riding; dirty talk; pussy!drunk Will; squirting; petnames (princess, baby, doll)

This is inspired by @cowpokeomens and their pussy-drunk-Will blurbs. We all know what this man can do with his tongue and no one can convince me he doesn’t absolutely go feral when he’s going down on you. Enjoy!

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It was 01:42 a.m. and you were walking the short distance between the taxi and your building's front door, arms wrapped around yourself as you tried to shield your body from the cold night air. Your heels clacked as you took quick steps on the sidewalk, struggling to find your key in your purse.

Once you felt the cold keys and pulled them out you turned around and waved goodbye at your friends as they drove off in the taxi. You had met them earlier that day to have a girls' night out to celebrate one of their birthdays.

It took you two tries to open the door as you were slightly tipsy, the last drink that you had about two hours ago still lingering slightly in your system. You had had so much fun hanging out with your friends after a while, but you would be lying if you weren't happy to be back home to Will.

You felt instantly warmer as the main door closed behind you. You hurried to the elevator and then to the front door of the apartment both of you shared, trying to open the door quietly in case Will was already asleep. Carefully, you made your way into the apartment, the lights in the living room off. From the front door you could see the dim lights coming out of Will's studio, indicating to you that he was still awake.

You made your way to the room and knocked slightly on the semi-open door as to not startle Will who was on his gaming PC, taking small breaks in between shooting in the video game to pet the cat that was curled up in his lap with one hand.

At the sound of the knocking, he turned around, smiling as he saw you leaning against the door frame. His pretty face was softly illuminated by the screen and his pretty brown eyes slightly sleepy.

"Hi..." you made your way into the room, leaning down to kiss him.

""Hi babe... Why are you home so early?" He asked, returning his attention to the screen as he was playing online. You pouted slightly at the lack of attention, choosing to lean against the back of the chair, one hand on each of his shoulders as you watched him play.

"Dunno... I just really wanted to come back home to you. It was a lot of fun though" You smiled, starting to massage his shoulders slightly, feeling him relax under you.

"That's good to hear princess" He smiled, giving you a quick glance before turning to look at the screen again. You looked beautiful in that outfit and he was doing his best to finish the round asap so he could peel it off of you.

As if you had read his mind, you slowly lowered your lips to his neck leaving small kisses and inhaling his intoxicating perfume. The slight tipsiness was making you incredibly horny and your boyfriend just happened to be wearing those grey sweatpants that made your knees go weak.

He sighed in response, licking his lips and tilting his head to the side to give you better access to his neck.

"Can we go to bed? I need you ..." You said against his skin as you continued covering his neck in kisses, feeling his Adam’s apple bob up and down as he swallowed a soft groan.

"I'm in the middle of a round princess... Can you wait a little bit? I promise I'll be done in no time" He answered, tempted to leave the game but not wanting to ruin the round for the rest of his friends in the lobby. Plus he knew you would be patient for him, always so eager to please him.

This is why when you protested slightly he raised one eyebrow at you, wondering where this bratty behavior was coming from.

"But I need you so badly" you complained, leaving a soft bite on his neck, causing him to miss one of his shots in the videogame. The way you affected him was inexplicable, your body igniting something in him that he never thought possible. But he loved seeing you desperate a little too much, which gave him the strength he needed not to cave into your pretty moans.

"I promise I will be done soon okay doll? Now be a good girl and wait for me in bed" He said, connecting his eyes to yours, taking in your pretty pouty lips as you relented, making your way to the door. "Naked", he added, the words sending a shock straight to your chore.

You walked to the room, your steps accelerating without you noticing. Your entire body was on fire just at the thought of his touch. That is how badly this man affected you. You sat down clumsily on the bed and took off your heels after which you stood up and wiggled out of your dress.

You climbed up the bed and sat as you leaned on the headboard. You took off your underwear tossing it towards the floor and covered yourself with the blankets. Minute after minute went by torturously slow as you bit your finger, body still trembling with anticipation.

Eight long minutes passed painfully slowly as you ran every steamy scenario of the things you thought he might do to you through your head. The sound of the door handle opening and the slight squeaking of the hinges made you jolt forward in excitement.

Will's slender silhouette made its way into the room, his eyes now wide awake as he licked his lips, pleased at your good behavior. "I'm sorry for keeping you waiting doll" he bent over and picked up your panties from the floor, biting his lips slightly as he felt the damp soft fabric. You blushed at his actions, thighs rubbing together in anticipation.

He brought your panties to his face and inhaled your scent deeply, the lustful action increasing the pressure you felt between your legs. “Such a patient girl for me “He let the panties drop and made his way to the bed while he took off his t-shirt. You eyed his frame hungrily as you let the blankets fall slightly, revealing your bare chest to him

He crawled up the bed caging you underneath his body and closed the distance between you, kissing you deeply and hungrily. You sighed on his lips, your hands going straight to his back, trying to pull him closer to you.

"You've been so patient baby" he said, voice deep with lust as he began attacking your neck with soft licks and kisses. "Yes..." You reply, voice shaking due to the pent-up tension in your body that begged for him to give it some form of relief.

"You must be so needy... 'gonna reward you so good baby" his lips were now toying with your nipples as his large hands played with your mounds. His promising words caused you to arch your back, pleading for more from him.

His fingers made their way down your body, drawing soft moans from your mouth as they moved towards where you needed him most. He growled deeply as his fingers softly parted your lips, now being able to feel how wet you were for me.

He wanted, no, needed to taste you so badly. "So fucking wet for me" he commented, beginning to rub you softly as he took in your reactions of bliss at finally getting some stimulation. All he wanted to do was bury his face between your thighs and take care of the pretty mess you were making for him. But even that wouldn't be enough.

"Fuck princess... Want you to sit on my face" he said, leaving a soft bite in the flesh between your ribs. You gasped at his words, eyes connecting with his to see if he meant it. And as soon as you locked eyes you knew he did. He looked at you in an almost animalistic way, hard cock straining against his sweatpants.

"Does that sound good, doll? Would you like that?" He asked, every cell of his body vibrating for you to say yes.

"yes..." You replied. That's all it took for Will to grab your waist and swap positions with you, leaving you straddling him. He moved down slightly on the bed, throwing all pillows but one down on the floor, leaving one of them under his head.

"Go on then baby. Let me make you feel good" he softly squeezed your thighs, urging you to go higher up his body. You were slightly shy, the unfamiliar position making you blush. Yet you were so wet you were practically dripping at how pretty he looked underneath you.

You hesitated a bit as you made your way up, putting one knee at each side of his face, one hand resting against the wall as you hovered over his mouth, squirming when you felt his breath reach your chore.

Will was in heaven. How had he not thought of this earlier? You gasped as you felt his hands grab at each of your thighs and his tongue dart out to give an experimental lick to your chore. You cried out softly at the feeling, grabbing onto the headboard for support.

Will wanted more. It wasn't enough to have you hover over his face. He wanted to loose himself between your legs, licking every inch of your sopping cunt. He could sense you were hesitant though, taking matters into his own hands.

"Don't get shy on me now baby" he said, voice low with lust. "Fucking" he tugged at your thighs harshly towards his face "sit".

You cried out in pleasure as he pulled you in and locked you in place with his strong arms, licking a long strip up your cunt. He moaned into it, feeling your taste overwhelm his taste buds, the vibration making you moan loudly.

He gave your cunt slow kitten licks while he couldn't help but grind his hips into the air, cock leaking precum just over giving you head.

His control didn't last long and he began eating you out like a man starved, his hands digging slightly into your thighs.

"Fuck yes! " You cried out, eyes watering as you felt his hot tongue everywhere. Will loved eating you out, knowing exactly how you liked it. The new angle, however, was sending your head spinning, your orgasm approaching you even quicker than usual.

He sucked at your clit, drawing pretty cries from your lips as you couldn't help but rock your hips slightly looking for even more contact. He took it as a sign and stuck out his tongue for you to ride. The image of him sticking his tongue out for you to use was enough to make something inside you snap, all rationality leaving your mind.

You began riding his long tongue, the slightly rough texture against your swollen clit had your eyes rolling to the back of your head.

The view Will had from in between your legs was nothing but pure eroticism. Your beautiful face contorted in pleasure as you let yourself go, fucking yourself on his tongue. He could die happy in that moment, with his face buried between your legs as you used him to her yourself off.

He did his best to apply pressure with his tongue as you grinded against it, moaning as he felt a new wave of slick drip into his mouth. The knot in your chore was tightening by the second, and when he drowned a guttural growl in your cunt, the strong vibration sent you over the edge.

Your orgasm ran you over, something snapping inside you, shaking and screaming his name as you squirted for the first time all over his face.

He was delighted, hungrily lapping up your juices as he licked you through your high. He cleaned up your messy cunt as you still felt it pulsating after the strong orgasm. He held tight onto your thighs for a couple minutes, not willing to let you go until he had licked and sucked all of your slick, getting soft cries from you at how sensitive you felt. He finally left a soft kiss on your abused clit as he released his grip on your thighs.

You slowly lifted yourself up, legs shaking, and sat down again a bit lower on his body. Your fucked out expression only increased when you were able to see his face fully again, chin glistening with your cum and pupils dilated in pure bliss.

"Holy shit..." Were the only words you could string together as your brain was still foggy from your high. You relaxed against his body, sitting on his lap while you tried to catch your breath.

You looked back  behind you as you felt slight dampness underneath you. You looked down, finding a dark spot in his sweatpants. Your eyes widened at the sight, his cock still twitching slightly after his release.

"Will, did you come in your pants?"

[cybersoldier82]

Put my sona in da Baja and that mf started charging 🗣️🗣️🗣️💯💯💯

[laugtherhyena]

Me and my weird ass dogs

[accursedvoid]

Godzilla: The animated series was really ahead of its time, I mean what other found family involves a guy adopting a 60,000 ton atomic fire breathing Lizard? AND SAID LIZARD ADOPTING HIM BACK?

[lycankeyy]

Imagining Cyber talks in penilian to himself sometimes and the first time the other rgbfverse bfs hear it they're like ???? because it just sounds like he's growling incoherently

[elijah-loyal]

okay sent my email, if i get a yes back its OVER for y'all

also for reference, this is the song i wanna make a music video for: