#day 8 sex pollen/fuck or die

[spn-fanfic-reblog-writes]

Hihi!! Can i req for kinktober 8. fuck or die with sam Winchester or castiel (idm) the readers dying and only there onsolved feelings for sam or cas is the only way to save (if you get me 🙇‍♀️🩷)

Thank you for the ask, Anon! ❤️❤️❤️

I was already planning to do a similar version but I like yours better. Here ya go!

Warning: heterosexual sex (p in v), unprotected sex, wrap it up, kiddos! nipple play, tw: love curse, tw: physical pain, tw: person dying, schmoopy, Angst and Fluff and Smut

Day 8: Sex Pollen/Fuck or Die, (Ask request)

“Sam, it hurts.”

Y/n looked pale as he held her in his arms with his cell phone pressed between his ear and shoulder.

“Hello, Dearie.”

“Rowena, Y/n got hit with a curse…” Sam proceeded to explain the events that led up to now, including Castiel being unable to heal her or affect the spell cast on her.

“Oh, Darling,” Rowena trilled. “You’re gonna need to make love to the lass.”

“What?!” Sam squeaked. He’d had a crush on Y/n since meeting her, nearly a year ago, finding her cute, and kind, and they seemed to have similar interests in books and research. From the first time he saw her smile, he was caught in her web, and she had no idea.

“You heard me, Samuel.” She paused for a few moments, realizing the situation as Sam remained silent. “You have feelings for her?”

Sam eyed Y/n, who was wrapped in a blanket in his arms, dozing.

“Yes,” he confirmed, quietly on the phone. “I can’t let her die, Rowena.”

“Oh, you poor boy. I told you what you have to do, but there is a catch, Samuel, darling.”

Sam silently waited.

“She has to have feelings for you in return. The spell is a sort of curse and love spell. If the other doesn’t reciprocate, it kills the one who is cursed. You have 24 hours at most from when the spell is cast upon them, and you both have to admit your feelings for each other.”

Sam felt the blood in his face drain away at the realization they were extremely short on time. It had been six hours already as he had scoured the library’s card catalog before calling the witch.

“HOW AM I SUPPOSED TO DO THAT? SHE KEEPS FALLING ASLEEP AND CAN BARELY EAT!” Sam quietly yelled through gritted teeth, waking Y/n who looked up at him; however, he didn’t notice.

“Samuel.” Rowena quietly informed, “The spell will allow you to make love once things…get going or said. Trust me. This is the only way to break the curse. You can do this. While I haven’t met her, I’m certain she has feelings for you too.” Rowena almost sounded as if she was lamenting.

“Thanks, Rowena,” Sam replied quietly as he contemplated how to save Y/n.

Dean saw Sam hang up and looked at him expectantly.

“I’ll explain later. I got this,” Sam informed Dean.

Sam looked down to the now awake Y/n, who watched him.

“Are you ok?” she asked softly. Her weakened state making even talking troublesome.

Sam’s face softened—amazed that she was worried about him despite her dying—and nodded. He kissed her hair. “Yes. We need to get you to your room and settled in bed.”

Without a word or warning, Sam changed his arm placement and picked Y/n up bridal style causing her to yelp. He grinned at her. “I’ve got you, Y/n. Nothing is gonna hurt you if I can help it.”

Dean and Castiel secretly smiled at each other and held hands under the library table.

While Sam walked to Y/n’s room in the bunker, he thought back about his interactions with Y/n, wondering if she feels the same way about him. They’d been spending more time together over the last few months. They'd been texting each other daily and Y/n would always text good morning and good night to him. He began to feel confident that she felt the same way, but getting her to admit those feelings might be harder.

By the time Sam put Y/n down in her bed, she had fallen asleep again. Her body was shutting down. He sat down next to her and gently caressed her face, calling her name.

Y/n blinked a few times before awakening to see Sam smiling at her, and she smiled back and placed her hand on his hand on her face. “Hi,” she greeted, her eyes soft and her cheeks barely pink.

Is she blushing? Sam wondered.

“Hi,” Sam returned.

“What did Rowena say?”

Sam dropped his hand away from her face as he spoke. “She said it was a love curse.”

Y/n looked at her lap. “Oh. What does that mean?”

Sam sighed and clarified, “Rowena said that you would need to admit your feelings to who you’re in love with and…and…make love.” He could feel his face heating up as he looked towards her nightstand, then back at her.

Y/n eyebrows rose into her hairline, her slightly pinkened cheeks darkening. She remained silent a moment, then winced and whined at the pain in her abdomen. “I don’t understand how, Sam.”

“She said the curse will allow you, once things start going. If there is someone we need to call or get, I’m sure Cas will go get them.”

She smiled widely and looked at him, placing her hand on his cheek.

“Sam,” she gently chided. “There isn’t anyone else.”

His heart raced on his chest as his cooling face began to heat up. “What do you mean?”

Y/n knew if she was going to live, it was now or never as her heart rate increased. Her chest started aching but she ignored it. “You.” she explained, her voice trembling. “Ever since I met you, it’s been you.”

Sam took this as permission. He leaned down and brushed his lips, chastely, against hers. His stomach fluttered with butterflies and bees. She wrapped her arms around his neck, pulling him down on top of her. Her chest warmed and tension faded away. It was so much easier to breathe. He bracketed her in with his arms, knees between her legs, tangling his fingers in her soft y/c hair. The kiss reassured her as her body felt to be tentatively improving. She tightened her arms further as her strength returned, crushing her lips against his, and moaned. He slid his tongue against hers and a dance ensued as they devoured each other.

Y/n captured Sam’s moans as she pushed her chest against him. Pulling away from him, she looked up and smiled. “I think we should, um…” She looked away, unable to complete the sentence.

“Right,” Sam agreed, realizing what she meant. He sat on his haunches, removed his plaid, and pulled off his shirt. Y/n turned to watch him at his words with an eyebrow raised and chewing on her lower lip. “Y/n.” He chuckled at her watching him.

“Right,” she agreed. She grabbed the front hem and pulled off her shirt revealing a spaghetti strap undershirt.

“You don’t wear a bra?” Sam asked.

“Do I look like I need to wear a bra?” She asked incredulously, and grabbed her breasts through the undershirt. She giggled, “It’s not like I got a lot here.”

“I don’t know. I think I need a better look to judge for sure.” he teased, acting playfully thoughtful.

She pulled off her undershirt revealing her chest. Her breasts, while on the small side, seemed to be the perfect size for Sam, just enough to fill his hand. He squeezed slightly and grinned. “I think you’re perfect.”

Y/n could feel her face heat up at the compliment.

With his other hand, Sam tilted Y/n face up to him and tenderly kissed her. Y/n pushed him away, frustrated. “Sam, we need to speed this up. I’m already starting to feel…weird.”

“Weird, how?”

“I don’t know. Not like myself. Just like before. Off.” She couldn’t figure out how to explain it but remembers a similar feeling hours earlier before the pain started. Determined to get the show on the road, Y/n repositioned herself to be kneeling and pulled Sam down to her. She skipped his lips and went for his neck, sucking marks in his skin across his jugular then his Adam’s apple. Sam gasped in surprise, then moaned, causing her to chuckle.

You’re mine, Sam.

Sam was stunned at her directness and desire for him. His hands sat at her hips. She moved slowly from one side of his neck to the other.

And I’m yours.

Sliding her hands down his arms, squeezing and feeling their strength and definition, she grabbed his wrists, slid one to her ass, and the other to her breast, squeezing his hands. He finished rebooting and pinched her nipple, gently rolling it between his thumb and forefinger while he massaged her asscheek. Y/n moaned into his neck, then nipped and licked his shoulder.

She slid her hands down his chest, stopping to trace his defined abdominal muscles. The feel of his muscles went straight to her core and she could feel that she suddenly soaked her panties. She had a muscle kink and never told anyone since it was very superficial. She went to his belt, unbuckling it blindly while she nibbled his collarbone. She popped open the button, then slowly pulled his zipper down.

Surprised, he glanced down, seeing her finger the edge of his boxer-briefs. “Y/n, you’re moving fast.”

Y/n pulled back. “Sam, take off my pants,” she commanded, then hesitantly asked, “Can I take off yours?”

She grinned and worked his underwear and pants down together. His large cock sprung out and she stopped to stare. “Holy shit.”

Now it was Sam’s turn to blush. He had never gotten that reaction before. He worked to remove her pants and she helped. Once they were both naked, they took each other in for a few moments.

“Is there anything you don’t like?” inquired Y/n.

This was not going how he imagined it but answered anyway. “Uh…not that I can think of right now. If you do something I don’t like, I’ll let you know.”

“Same,” she confirmed.

“You?” he asked.

“Um, no penetrating my ass this time around. Need to clean up.”

“Ok.”

Things stalled a bit for Sam but not for Y/n. She wrapped her hand around his girth, stroking his length. Sam practically growled at her action. She bit her lower lip and giggled. She leaned forward, licking the underside from base to tip then engulfed the tip in her mouth. He growl-groaned at the sensation. Since she was unable to communicate, she grabbed his hand and placed it on the back of her head. He instantly grabbed the back of her hair, pulling her off.

“If you keep that up, I’m not gonna last.”

She failed to hide her grin, never having had someone react so strongly to her. “Then fuck me, Sam.”

Sam leaned forward and picked her up as he sat back on his heels. Y/n’s breath trembled and a shiver went down her spine at the change. He cocked a brow at her but she just held on to his shoulders as he did the same to her thighs and ass

“Y/n, I need to tell you something.”

“Sam,” she begged and squirmed in his hands and arms. “Please.” She wrapped her legs around him and he lined his cock up to her entrance, lowering her.

They both groaned the moment he began to penetrate her hot, wet heat. The burn from Sam’s large size felt amazing, especially once he bottomed out. She took a few slow, deep breaths, having never felt so full.

“Are you ok?” Sam asked, concerned.

Her pupils were dilated with barely any y/e/c shown. “So full,” she panted and squirmed on his cock. “Please, Sam. Please fuck me.”

Sam slowly thrust into her soaked channel at first. Throwing her head back, she closed her eyes and moaned. Once he started to speed up, she panted and whined. “More,” she begged.

He gently laid her down on the bed, bringing her further up his thighs, and thrust into her with force. The strength of his thrusts sent lightning down his spine to his groin. He knew he was close. She screamed with pleasure, encouraging Sam to continue. She brought her hands to her nipples, rolling them around and pinching them. He pressed open-mouth kisses across her chest and left marks from his teeth on the inside of both her breasts with licks from his tongue.

She carded fingers through Sam’s hair, damp from sweat, and scratched his scalp, causing him to groan. Her hand goes rubbing her clit. He gasped at her walls clenching around him and this pushed her over the brink, crashing and burning as she screamed through her release. The sight of her — beautiful and sexy— was such that he, too, grunted and exploded, filling her full.

Sam bracketed her in again with his hands on either side of her shoulders. He huffed and panted, trying to catch his breath. She smiled blissfully at him. She raised a finger and lightly touched his cheek. “How are you?”

He huffed a laugh. “Great.”

Her hand dropped to her chest and she panted, “Me too.”

He leaned down, brushing his lips against hers, and rubbed his nose against hers. She lightly giggled.

“I love you, Sam.” She told him like it was an everyday thing they told each other.

He smiled widely, “I love you, Y/n.”

::::

The next afternoon, Y/n was in the library reading in Sam’s lap, snuggled against him.

“How are the lovebirds?” Dean teased.

“We’re good,” replied Y/n. She grabbed her cell, looked at it, then put it down. “Five more minutes,” she informed Sam.

He kissed the top of her head. “Ok.”

“Five more minutes until what?” asked Castiel.

“We’re making sure the curse is broken and there is a time limit on it. While we don’t know the exact time, we have an idea of when it was, give or take, so just waiting it out to make sure.”

Dean and Cas chuckled. “Mind if we wait with you?”

“Of course, the more the merrier,” replied Y/n. Dean and Castiel sat down next to each other. Castiel on Dean’s laptop and Dean on his phone as they held hands under the table

[pursuitseternal]

Masterlist: a collection of Spawn and Ascended Astarion fics, drabbles, and AU’s

🦇 The First Day— climbing on ceilings failure (comedy and smut)

🦇 The Second Day- Batstarion’s first appearance (just comedy)

🦇 The Third Day— Smut + Batstarion (just smut and chin scritches)

🦇 The Fourth Day- Batstarion and self-worshiping Mirror Sex

🦇 The Fifth Day- Bastsarion and Bat!Tav fluff

🦇 The Sixth Day- 🍑 smut one

🦇 The Seventh Day- the “Astarbation” 🍆💦 One

series link on AO3

Series of scenes from Acts 1 and 2 of Spawn Rogue Astarion x Female Reader.

✨Part 1: “Go back to sleep, darling…” [the SFW flirty bite one]

✨Part 2: “You’ll have to keep quieter than that…” [the NSFW sexy fingering one]

✨Part 3: “Daggers are a love language, my dear…” [the NSFW sexy daggers one]

✨Part 4: “Let me have that sweet ambrosia, my love…” [the NSFW vampire feeding frenzy, period sex one]

✨Part 5: “All vim and vigor, dearest…” [the NSFW healing trope one]

✨Part 6: “Maybe we should fight more often…” [Lovers Spat and Make Up Sex one]

✨Part 7: “You had better tie me up, darling…” [fuck or die Sex Pollen one]

✨Part 8: “Anything to reassure you, my sweetest…” [jealous tav needs nsfw convincing]

✨Part 9: “Dexterity check first, my sweet” [my homage to his hands, and an excuse to use Sharess’ Caress]

✨Part 10: “To things that warm us!” [drunken toasts and public cockwarming]

✨ Part 11: “Use Your Words” [prompt full au: lovers run]

✨ Part 12: “Decadent” [Valentines Day sex chocolates, semi-public sex]

✨Part 13: “You’ll end up bitten” [the werewolf smut, knotting one]

✨ Part 14: “Don’t hold your breath” [underwater oral hot spring surprise]

✨ Part 15: “Knowledge is a dangerous weapon” [bookworm Tav, Spawn powers, breeding (no babies) kink]

Yuletide in Faerûn Part 1: A Yuletide Miracle (Spawn)

link to fic on AO3

Scenes of Ascended Astarion x Female Reader, realizing that all the power in the world can’t instantly heal all his trauma. It takes love, sex, and making him remember the Vampire Rogue he once was. All chapters are NSFW.

🩸Chapter 1: Welcome Me

🩸Chapter 2: Cleanse Me

🩸Chapter 3: Surprise Me

🩸Chapter 4: Hold Me

🩸Chapter 5: Master Me

🩸 Chapter 6: Warm Me

🩸Chapter 7: Persuade Me

🩸Chapter 8: Scald Me

🩸 Chapter 9: Rescue Me

🩸Chapter 10: Unmask Me

🩸Chapter 11: Seek Me

🩸 Chapter 12: Treat Me

Yultide in Faerûn Part 2: Wrap Me Up (Ascended) 🎀

link to fic on AO3

🗡️Enemies to Lovers | Astarion x Named Tav

💞🗡️He can’t remember anything, but she does. The betrothed she believed dead, the source of all her centuries of grief and heartache now in the middle of her path after the Nautiloid crash, but something is different about him. Dark. Changed. Something hidden.

Chapter 1 | Chapter 2 | Chapter 3

Chapter 4 | Chapter 5 | Chapter 6

Chapter 7 | Chapter 8 | Chapter 9

Chapter 10| Chapter 11| Chapter 12

Chapter 13| Chapter 14| Chapter 15

Chapter 16| Chapter 17| Chapter 18

Chapter 19| Chapter 20| Chapter 21

Chapter 22|

Ascended Astarion x Shadowheart BDSM Dark!Fic with feelings

Chapter 1 | Chapter 2 | Chapter 3

Chapter 4 |

Link on Ao3

Lumina is different, newly turned, and she has turned the head of the Master, the Vampire Ascendant. For the first time in 200 years, his beating heart might just feel something again.

CW: Dark fic with a hint of softer AA, Harem of Spawn, No Tav, very NSFW…

Chapter 1 | Chapter 2 | Chapter 3

🔥 “To Make You Swell with Child:” breeding kink with Ascended Astarion

🔥 “More than Just a Little Death:” angst with minimal happy ending, Ascended Dark Lord Astarion x Enemy Tav

🔥 “Virgin Blood:” losing your virginity to Astarion, retelling Act 1 Romance

🔥 “Beg me…” BDSM, NSFW punishment with Ascended Astarion 🥵

🔥 “Your Reward:” Prompt fill— NSFW Dark!Fic, DubCon, angst, and degradation with Ascended Astarion, premise of if Tav left him💧 Also on

🔥 “His”- gift fic, Durge x A!Astarion

🔥“Just a drop:” Astarion’s angst as he watches Tav turn

🔥“Filthy:” prompt fill— Astarion makes sure you’re completely cleaned after battle

🔥“I can be quick:” prompt fill— Astarion x Curvy female reader, body worship, NSFW

🔥Mistrial: Modern Faerûn AU: Justice Ancunín find Tav again after centuries, right in his own courtroom Chapter 1 ⚖️ Chapter 2 ⚖️ ao3 link

Fanart by @marimosalad, @mouldering-casket and @snowfolly

[absurdthirst]

Kinktober 2023

*****All days will be completed with various characters. The Mandalorian, Ezra (Prospect), Frankie Morales, Javier Peña, Agent Whiskey, Pero Tovar, Oberyn Martell, Marcus Pike, Dave York, Max Phillips, Max Lord, Marcus Moreno, Zach Wellison, Dieter Bravo, Javi Gutierrez, Joel Miller, Tim Rockford

** All prompts will be completed as Female Reader

Kinktober List Here

Day 1: Mutual Masturbation - Joel Miller

Day 2: Virginity - Marcus Moreno

Day 3: Fingering/Handjob - Ezra (Prospect)

Day 4: Oviposition/Egglaying - Pero Tovar

Day 5: Face-Sitting/Face-Fucking - Javier Peña

Day 6: Sacrifice - Max Phillips

Day 7: Anonymous Sex - Tim Rockford

Day 8: Sex Pollen/Fuck or Die - Max Lord

Day 9: Prostitution/Camming/Sex-for-Service - Agent Whiskey

Day 10: Anal Sex - Oberyn Martell

Day 11: Exhibitionism/Voyeurism - Frankie Morales

Day 12: Orgasm Denial/Control - Javi Gutierrez

Day 13: Wrist/Arm Restraints - Zach Wellison

Day 14: Abduction/Kidnapping - Dave York

Day 15: Lactation/Breastfeeding - Dieter Bravo

Day 16: Vampires/Werewolves - Max Phillips

Day 17: Pussy Eating/Blowjob - Tim Rockford

Day 18: Service Top/Power Bottom - Frankie Morales

Day 19: Piercings/Tattoos - Marcus Pike

Day 20: Thighfucking - Javi Gutierrez

Day 21: Masturbation - Dieter Bravo

Day 22: Spiritual Possession - Dave York

Day 23: Breeding/Impregnation - Oberyn Martell

Day 24: Caging - Marcus Pike

Day 25: Guns/Knives - Mando

Day 26: Demons/Angels - Ezra (Prospect)

Day 27: Glory Hole - Marcus Moreno

Day 28: Cucekolding - Joel Miller

Day 29: Pregnancy - Javier Peña

Day 30: Hotdodgging - Agent Whiskey

Day 31: Free For all - Mando

[keroanya]

it's everyone's favorite time of the year, and there's no better time for me to come back to writing for a bit <3

so, here's my list of my kinktober prompts for this year, along with the characters i'll be writing for.

reminder, this is an 18+ event, so, minors fuck off please.

due to the contents of some of these prompts, the writings will only be posted on ao3 for certain days. i'll make sure to provide a link to my ao3 post as well as a warning beforehand!

unfortunately, as i have some worsening health issues, some of these fics may be a tad bit late to be posted. of course, i will try to publish these all on time. love you guys ! <3

- updates will come out when i can get them out <3 prompts will continue to be published outside of october

day 1 | voyeurism - gyro zeppeli -- day 2 | dacryphilia - doppio and diavolo day 3 | size difference - jotaro kujo day 4 | mutual masturbation - gappy higashikata day 5 | femdom - weather report day 6 | blood kink - DIO (ao3 exclusive~) day 7 | sex pollen/gangbang - la squadra

wlw will be real this week. day 8 | strap on - balalaika day 9 | vanilla - mitsuri kanroji day 10 | mommy kink - kaato higashikata day 11 | exhibitionism - jolyne kujo day 12 | multiple orgasms - ermes costello day 13 | facesitting - casca day 14 | lingerie - yasuho hirose

day 15 | surprise ! day 16 | accidental stimulation - haruchiyo sanzu day 17 | degredation - il dottore day 18 | praise kink - al haitham day 19 | cockwarming - neuvillette day 20 | outdoor sex - guts day 21 | fuck or die - guts & griffith (ao3 exclusive~)

day 22 | floor sex - johan liebert day 23 | car sex - ghiaccio day 24 | office sex - yoshikage kira day 25 | first time & exhibitionism - noriaki kakyoin day 26 | breeding - young! joseph joestar day 27 | sex tape & threesome - prosciutto & risotto nero day 28 | edging - enrico pucci

day 29 | somnophilia & cnc - narciso anasui (ao3 exclusive~) day 30 | monsterfucking - diego brando (ao3 exclusive~) day 31 | surprise!

[gasolinerainbowpuddles]

𝕂𝕚𝕟𝕜𝕥𝕠𝕓𝕖𝕣 🎃💦 ∘₊✧ 𝔻𝕒𝕪 𝟠 ✧₊∘

|| ︶꒦꒷𝕜𝕚𝕟𝕜𝕥𝕠𝕓𝕖𝕣 𝕞𝕒𝕤𝕥𝕖𝕣𝕝𝕚𝕤𝕥꒷꒦︶ | main masterlist ||

@absurdthirst's Kinktober 2023 Prompts

Day 8: Sex Pollen/Fuck or Die, Chastity, Sexual Competition

𝐓𝐡𝐞 𝐃𝐮𝐞 𝐑𝐞𝐰𝐚𝐫𝐝𝐬 𝐨𝐟 𝐎𝐮𝐫 𝐃𝐞𝐞𝐝𝐬 ᴘᴀʀᴛ ᴏғ ᴛʜᴇ A Sᴀᴠᴀɢᴇ Pʟᴀᴄᴇ ᴄᴏʟʟᴇᴄᴛɪᴏɴ

| PAIRING(s): sub!Joel x dom!OC/reader | RATING: explicit material | 18+  | WORD COUNT: 1.2k | CONTENT: dom/sub dynamics, rope cock cage as chastity device, orgasm control/denial/ruining, rules and punishments | SYNOPSIS: Joel breaks one of your rules and earns his punishment.

The bead of sweat trickling down Joel’s back had almost made its way to the curve of his ass. The singular point of focus he had to save himself from the draw of you was quickly fading. He’d soon have to find something else with which to distract himself, anything to take his mind off the sound of you plunging your fingers into yourself.

“Eyes on me,” your choked command beckons his gaze to you.

It was torture, in the simplest terms, to watch you pleasure yourself while Joel sat not 3 feet away with his hard cock straining against the serpentine weave of rope you’d caged him in.

“It was your choice to not obey me, baby boy,” you remind him.

Joel could barely concentrate on your reprimand with your fingers squelching the slick pooling out of your cunt. He’d begged you to allow him the privilege of tasting you, worshiping you with his mouth and tongue. He swore up and down he’d control himself if you’d just let him touch you. Of course your response had been to remind him that he was in this position in the first place because of his lack of self-control.

So, here he sat, gripping the edge of the wooden kitchen chair you’d pulled up for him to serve as the audience to your self pleasuring. His cock would kick at your little sounds and writhing, only pressing the binding harder into his length. Joel didn’t think he’d ever pouted before in his life, but watching your breath hitch and back arch with no participation from him was a surefire way to make that happen.

“Joel,” you whine. “I wish you hadn’t touched yourself without my permission. I was looking forward to your cock stretching me out today.”

Joel sighs and squeezes his eyes shut. His jaw clenches at the taunting even though he supposes he should’ve known better. You hadn’t shown him any mercy when he insisted he’d only touched himself to the thought of you.

“But you don’t want my tight little hole, do you? Rather just get yourself off without me there?” you sneer. “Well since you’d rather cum without my help or my permission, I guess I’m just gonna have to take care of myself.”

You let out a breathy laugh before giving him a mocking command to keep his eyes on you.

“I need you,” he practically seethes. “I fuckin’ need you so bad I couldn’t even wait ‘til I got home. Had to fuckin’ jerk my dick behind a building like I was goin’ through fuckin’ puberty and couldn’t make it go away ‘til I touched it. I fuckin’ need you.”

He sounds unhinged and desperate, which is where you love him the most.

“Tell me the rules,” you say as lazily as you can put on.

“Can’t come unless you tell me to,” he grits out.

“And did you obey me or were you a bad boy?”

He takes a deep breath. “Was a bad boy,” he mumbles dejectedly. 

“Do bad boys get to cum?” you ask. Your breath stutters as you work yourself faster.

His cock swells at your detached chastising. “No, ma’am,” he answers clearly.

You’re pleased with his honest answer. There was nothing sexier than a man owning up to his mistakes and taking accountability for the consequences that followed.

“You’re being honest and holding yourself accountable. That’s being a good boy. Maybe I should still let you come,” you muse.

Joel tries not to noticeably perk up at the suggestion. “O-Only if that what you want,” he suggests. His voice is wracked with nerves. It’s almost enough to make you come right then and there.

You waltz over to the chair and free his cock from the intricate weave of rope you crafted for him. He lets out a strangled sigh at the relief. His cock bobs eagerly for your touch.

“Bed,” you order, and he’s on his back before you can count to 5. 

You straddle next to him and start fisting his length as the same pace you fuck yourself with. Joel’s riding a wave of excitement over getting to come even though he disobeyed you, and the mental image alone of his crestfallen face when you ruin his orgasm gets you right to the precipice of your climax.

His eyes are trained on you as his breaths come ragged and harsh. He’s waiting for your permission. Perhaps he did learn his lesson after all. But, you’re not going to deprive yourself of what you want when you’re so close already.

“I’m gonna come, baby boy, and then you can come 10 seconds after I tell you to count down,” you instruct with a devilish smirk. You’ve never ruined an orgasm for Joel before, and if his reaction is anything similar to when you overstimulate him it might just become a new favorite.

“Thank you, ma’am,” he gasps out.

Your walls pulse around your fingers as you double over with a slacked jaw.

“C-COUNT,” you moan.

Joel counts backwards shakily from 10, and by the time he makes it to 4 you’ve gathered yourself enough to focus on his disappointment.

“Two,” he practically sobs.

His mouth opens to form the last number when you stop stroking him completely. His brow scrunches immediately as he registers that you’ve stopped stimulating him.

“One,” his choked whisper comes out. Tiny dribbles of cum seep out of his slit while he throws his head back in frustration. His fists ball the fabric of your bedding as his legs kick and writhe. You slam the palm of your free hand over the head of his dick and start to rub vigorously.

His entire body arches in a jolt at the contrasting overstimulation right after such pleasant handling was ripped away. “AAHH! PLEASE!” he shrieks.

You shove him flat against the bed and throw yourself over his chest, thighs on each side of him as he sucks in breaths. You steady yourself with one hand on the bedding by his head and snatch his jaw with your dominant hand and squeeze.

“If you want to come, whose permission do you need?” you hiss.

Joel’s eyes are misted over – with disappointment or overstimulation, you’re not sure. “Y-You,” he whispers. “Yours, ma’am.”

“And who gets to decide if you feel good or not when you come?” you press.

“You do, ma’am,” he answers louder.

“Are you going to disobey me again?”

“No, ma’am,” he vows with a firm shake of his head.

“Good boy,” you praise gently. You lean down and kiss him gently, not for a second missing the pitiful way his mouth chases after yours for a moment of intimacy and connection. That’s what this was, after all, at the end of the day. A way for you and Joel to step into different roles and connect with one another, to give to each other in a way you didn’t with anybody else.

“You’re my good boy, Joel. You just have to remember that the next time you want to disobey mommy,” you say softly against his lips.

“Yes, ma’am,” he replies in equal tenderness.

“Good boy,” you say firmly as you kiss him again.

[ghostofaboy]

Kinktober 2023 - October 8th

Day 8: Sex Pollen/Fuck or Die, Chastity, Sexual Competition

Frankie 'Catfish' Morales & Benny Miller

Rating: Explicit Word Count: 734

Warnings: oral sex, mentions of cruising

@absurdthirst Kinktober List | Ghost of a Boy Masterlist

Frankie wasn’t sure which of them had suggested this, but he had to admit he was enjoying it. Friendly competition was something he and Benny had always engaged in, and tonight was no different. Not really. OK, well, a little different. Because tonight's competition wasn’t about who could drink the most, or get the most points in a game, or run the fastest, or jump the highest, or any of the other dumb stuff they had done over the years.

Tonight's contest was all about sex. More specifically, who could blow the most guys in one night.

So far, he was at five. Benny was sitting on a measly three. Although glancing around the second bar they had come to, Frankie noticed Benny was nowhere to be seen. Damn it! He was probably already in the bathroom with another guy.

Looking around the bar, Frankie tried to pick out another likely candidate. They had to be careful. Not every guy would appreciate being hit on and after a could of near misses at the last bar, they had left to come here. It wasn’t a gay bar, but Frankie knew that it was close to a cruising spot he sometimes went to. He had hoped that would give him the edge over Benny, but what he hadn’t accounted for was the younger man’s charm and determination to win.

Sure enough, not five minutes later, Benny emerged from the men’s room with a shit-eating grin on his face.

“I’m catchin’ up to ya Fish!” He laughed as he took his seat at the table. “That’s four.”

“Asshole.” Frankie smirked, downing his drink and eyeing up the rest of the crowded bar. “Don’t think we’ll get any more here, though.”

“Yeah, same. “ Benny took a long gulp of his beer. “This isn’t over, though. The night is still young. We could head to a gay bar and-”

“Or, we could get a little more direct.” Frankie cut him off, his mind drifting to the cruising spot. “I know a place where guys will come to us. It’ll be a true contest of who can get through the most of them.”

—-------

One hour later and Frankie was up to eleven while Benny was pushing ahead with thirteen. But honestly, Frankie didn’t care. Come trickled down his chin as he opened his mouth for cock number twelve. Twirling his tongue around the head, Frankie flicked the tip against the slit pulling a gasp from the man above him. Opening wider to take the girthy cock Frankie flattened his tongue and get the man slid to the back of his throat. 

Letting the man gag him for a few moments, Frankie pulled back, hollowing his cheeks and applying suction as he went. His lips were red and swollen around the tip as he traced around the head, lapping at the sensitive spots on the underside. The gasps above him told Frankie he was doing a good job, but he needed this to go faster. He needed to get this guy coming quicker if he was going to beat Benny.

Bringing his hand up, Frankie started to work it in time with his mouth with his other hand gently playing with the guy's balls. Parting his lips, Frankie took a deep breath in through his nose before taking the length of the guy's cock into his throat Wet gagging sounds filled the air as Frankie allowed the man to fuck his face. His eyes were watering, and drool ran down his chin and onto his t-shirt, but Frankie kept working. Then, with a moan, a burst of come flooded his mouth.

Pulling back, Frankie grinned up at the man, who mumbled his thanks. Wiping his mouth on the back of his hand, Frankie looked around for Benny. He was only one behind the younger man now and...

Frankie's smile dropped as he spotted Benny. His squad mate was half naked a few paces away from him, on his knees with two cocks in hand. Fucker was taking guys two at a time now!

Shaking his head, Frankie climbed to his feet, his back and knees groaning in protest. There was no point fucking his knees up even more with no hope of catching up to Benny. He'd won. And as Frankie watched Benny take two cocks in his mouth at once he had to admit, it was a well-earned victory. 

[abbacchiosbelt]

Kinkmas 2022↝ Index

welcome to kinkmas ‘22! this will be the index post for the event, which will be updated accordingly. posts will not be on set days, but i aim to do at least 12 prompts, and maybe more if i’m feeling it! characters & kinks were randomly picked from a list.

info↝ content warnings will be added on individual pieces. blanket warning for not sfw content. dark content may be included, and will be tagged as such. ask if you’d like to be added to my tag list for kinkmas posts! fandoms included for this event are. . . genshin impact, hunter x hunter, chainsaw man, the arcana, boyfriend to death, fire emblem: fates.

1➜ Heizou + Fuck-or-die/Sex pollen — you join heizou in an investigation regarding a mysterious phenomenon occurring in the narukami island’s wilderness. you get more than you expect when mere moments after reaching your destination, the mysterious phenomena starts affecting you & heizou.

2➜ Chrollo Lucilfer + Choking — chrollo, curious, asks you to try something new in bed that he’s never trusted anyone else to do.

3➜ Kurapika Kurta + Pegging — kurapika needs a break from his thoughts, and you know just the solution.

4➜ Aki Hayakawa + Morning Sex — aki, on his day off, makes sure he takes time out of his morning to show you just how much he loves you. domesticity has never felt so good.

5➜ Zhongli + Being in Heat — though he’s no longer the geo archon, dragon blood still runs hot through zhongli’s veins, his biological instinct telling him to mate hardwired. his heat is agonizing without a mate… good thing he has you to help him through it.

6➜ Asra Alnazar + Oral Sex — asra, as always, worships you in bed. but this time, you want to worship him too.

7➜ Diluc Ragnvindr + Public Sex  — before he met you, his beloved spouse, diluc would have been scandalized by merely the thought of public sex… but now that he’s watched everyone at the annual dawn winery-sponsored winter ball ogle you in your dress, he thinks that partaking in some scandalous behavior might be the only way to tame the jealousy raging inside of him.

8➜ Albedo + Breeding — perhaps it’s not possible, but albedo isn’t going to give up trying to see you well and bred.

9➜ Thoma + Power Play — (inspired by @j0succ​​’s thoma + ayato + reader dynamics. . .) you are kamisato ayato’s spouse, and thoma has been assigned to service  you whilst ayato is away on business. ayato was clear that thoma was to fulfill every need you have.

10➜ Ren Hana + Branding — ren wants to make sure everyone knows that you belong to him.

11➜ Camilla + Lactation — a strange potion affects camilla’s body in an inconvenient way, and as her loyal handmaiden, you’re happy to help her relieve the side effects she’s experiencing.

12➜ Childe + Boot Worship —  you should be so lucky that the 11th fatui harbinger chose you as his personal toy. you need to show him how grateful you are.

to be continued. . .?  

[bottomjasontoddweek]

@chekov-in-a-dress has put together a bottom Jason flavoured Kinktober list! @scandalsavagefanfic made the beautiful image. They graciously thought I’d like to post it here.

Full text of the prompts below the cut.

Day 1 – Arkham Knight | Lingerie/Leather & Lace | Gunplay

Day 2 – Fantasy AU | Praise Kink | Dom/Sub Dynamics

Day 3 – Batmobile | Oviposition/Egg Laying | Marking

Day 4 – Batman Jason | Public/Semi-Public Sex | Sex Toys

Day 5 – Medical Kink | Tentacles | Food Play

Day 6 – No Powers AU | Double+ Penetration | Xenophilia

Day 7 – Claiming/Bonding Bites | Beastiality | Voyeurism

Day 8 – Sci-Fi AU | Threesome/Moresome | Pegging

Day 9 – Zombie Apocalypse AU | Masturbation | Mirror Sex

Day 10 – Casting Couch | Forced Heats (A|B|O) | Cum Play

Day 11 – Angel/Demon AU | Knife/Swordplay | Scars

Day 12 – Kemonomimi | Pet Play | Orgasm Control

Day 13 – Catlad Jason | Mommy/Daddy Kink | Body Worship

Day 14 – Jason Never Died | Breathplay | Shower Sex

Day 15 – Court of Owls | Fuck or Die | Pregnant Sex (A|B|O)

Day 16 – Ghosts | Loss of Virginity | Cock Warming

Day 17 – Merfolk | Impact Play | Dub/Non-Con

Day 18 – Werewolves | Watersports | Collaring

Day 19 – Flashpoint | Safeword use | Dacryphilia

Day 20 – Enemies to Lovers (vice versa) | Degradation | CBT

Day 21 – Robin Jason | Pain Play | Multiple Orgasms

Day 22 – Captured | Sensory Deprivation | Bondage

Day 23 – Maid/Butler | Analingus | Object Insertion

Day 24 – Jason in Other Costumes | Clothed Sex | Sex Pollen

Day 25 – Parent Jason | Deep-Throating | Tattoos/Piercing

Day 26 – Jason al Ghul | Somnophilia | Face-Sitting

[anlian-aishang]

All Levi x Reader // 1000-3000 words on average // 18+ ONLY // Please enjoy // Remember! Levi hates art theft.

Day 1: Soft Sex & First Time Together

Day 2: Sub-Levi & Choking & Degrading

Day 3: Threesome (Levi x Reader x Hange)

Day 4: From Behind & Rough Sex & Lingerie

Day 5: Fellatio & Office Sex & Getting Caught

Day 6: Hand Job & Dirty Talk & Edging & Begging

Day 7: Cunnilingus & Thigh Kink & Thigh Fucking

Day 8: ODM Gear & Teasing

Day 9: Angry Sex & Outdoors & In The Rain

Day 10: Lactation & Pregnancy

Day 11: Incubus & Corruption

Day 12: Food Play & On The Floor

Day 13: Threesome (Levi x Reader x Miche)

Day 14: Multiple Orgasms & Breeding Kink

Day 15: Safeword & Aftercare & Breast Play

Day 16: Lust Curse & Sex Pollen & Fuck or Die

Day 17: Masturbation & Voyeurism

Day 18: Sub-Levi & Mirrors & Degradation & Pegging

Day 19: Lap-Sitting & Degradation

Day 20: Dom-Levi & Innocence Kink

Day 21: Dom-Levi & Possessive Sex & Spanking & Choking

Day 22: Threesome (Levi x Reader x Levi)

Day 23: Car Sex & Quickie

Day 24: Sub-Levi & Office Sex & Cunnilingus & Pegging

Day 25: Threesome (Sub!Levi x Reader x Sub!Erwin)

Day 26: Corruption & Breeding & Size Kink

Day 27: Sub-Levi & Bondage & Vibrators & Begging

Day 28: Clothed Sex & Formal Wear & Against The Wall

Day 29: Interrogation & Bondage & Vibrators & Stockholm Syndrome

Day 30: Vampire & Period Sex & Cunnilingus

Day 31: Werewolf & Breeding Kink & Pinning

Main Masterlist

[domreader-headcannon-scenarios]

KINKTOBER OBEY ME POLL LIST

(Got all these at random from different prompts! Please vote, and know I might go against the vote if I draw blank so please don’t be upset!)

Day 1: overstimulation/micro macro

Day 2: sound/ing/pegging

Day 3: footjob/handjob

Day 4: sex pollen/fuck or die

Day 5: knotting/tentacles

Day 6: predator/prey or pet play

Day 7: A/B/O or somnophia

Day 8: genital torture/unintended potion effects

Day 9: noncon/dubcon\drugging/alchol

Day 10: glory hole/ hands on sex ed

Day 11: caught masterbating/ breeding kink

Day 12: cuckolding/body swap

Day 13: edging/sensory deprivation

Day 14: temperature play/bukkake

Day 15: massage/accidental stimulation

Day 16: cock worship/bondage

Day 17: lap dances/master/slave

Day 18:strip tease/seduction

Day 19: size difference / wax play

Day 20: anonymous sex/ forced orgasm

Day 21: collaring/chastity

Day 22: CBT/ branding

Day 23: cock\warming / impact play

Day 24: electro stim/cross dressing

Day 25: frottage/ lingerie

Day 26: casting couch/selfcest

Day 27: leggings/menophilia

Day 28: tit fucking/deepthroating

Day 29: body modification/ food play

Day 30: mommy kink/ruined orgasm

Day 31: thigh riding/hate sex

Poly votes!

How much should there be?

How many characters in the poly relationship?

What ships do you like?? 😊

Alright soooo, each item is linked with the poll votes!!🖤🤍 just vote for what you want, I’ll make the deadline before the last day of September!

[spn-fanfic-reblog-writes]

Kinktober 2023

Requests are welcome on days with “?”. Please submit an “Ask”. Thank you!

Day 1: Sex Toys/Strap-on (Domestic Destiel #7)

Day 2: Frottage (Domestic Destiel #8)

Day 3: Dry Humping, Sam x Gabe (Sabriel)

Day 4: Overstimulation (Domestic Destiel #9)

Day 5: Face-Sitting/Face-Fucking, Sam/Eileen/Jess

Day 6: Leash and Collar (Pet play), Sub Sam x Dom Fem Reader

Day 7: (Consensual) Nonconsensual and Somnophilia Dean x Castiel (Domestic Destiel #10)

Day 8: Sex Pollen/Fuck or Die, (Anon Ask request!) Female Reader x Sam (Post with Ask)

Day 9: Slutwear, Castiel, ART (Link for Tumblr version)

Day 10: Anal Sex, Kissing, Crying, (Domestic Destiel #11)

Day 11: Exhibitionism/Voyeurism, Sam x Masochist Fem Reader

Day 12: Lingerie, Dean, ART (Tumblr link)

Day 13: Pet Play, Castiel x Fem!Reader (Bunny)

Day 14: Uniform, Castiel, ART

Day 15: Spanking/Flogging/Whipping/Caning, (Pet Play, Bunny) Castiel x Fem!Reader (continuation of Day 13)

Day 16: Body Worship (Genitals), Dean x Cas

Day 17: Pussy Eating, Destiel x afab nby reader (timestamp for “Romancing the Hunter”)

Day 18: Bloodplay, Castiel x Dean Winchester

Day 19: ?

Day 20:?

Day 21:?

Day 22:?

Day 23: Breeding/Impregnation, Alpha Cas/Omega Dean (Any Fandom Goes Bingo Square-filled: Breeding/Breeding Kink)

Day 24: Day 24: Bratty Sub, Anal/Oral Training, Caging, Destiel, [WARNING: Risk Aware Consensual Kink (RACK)]

Day 25: Day 25: Leather, Daddy Dom, Knives (Plot: Daddy Dom Angel Castiel x Little Boy Sub Dean and Knives (Bloodplay) , blood drinking, with leather cuffs (continuation of Day 18))

Day 26: Grace-Tentacles (Domestic Destiel #XX)

Day 27: Wax Play, Dean x Masochist Female Reader

Day 28: Cuckolding, Sam/Eileen/Gabriel

Day 29:?

Day 30: Hotdogging, Destiel (Continuation of Day 24)

Day 31:?

@shakingmyheadcanon thank you so much for being my beta on this project. You’re help is amazing. Thank you! ❤️❤️🫂

@absurdthirst Tagging you so you know that I’m doing your prompt. Working to catch up. ❤️

[that-damn-girl]

(1) Daze of Pollen

(Work in Progress - 1 of 8; Slow updates)

Daze of Pollen Materlist

Pairing: (cis)fem!Reader x Bucky Barnes x Steve Rogers x Sam Wilson

Words: 1800+

Warnings: None except language?

Summary:  Bucky, Steve, Sam and you are in the safe house post mission when a retrieved Hydra device activates, releasing a kind of pollen you don’t know of, but the effects of which are soon discovered.

A/N: To all my horny bitches out there, I’m sorry the first chapter isn’t smutty. I didn’t plan on keeping the entire first chapter as the intro but it just...happened. Also, This is my submission for @buckyssoul​​ ‘s Rae Hit 1k Marvel Writing Challenge. I’m sorry for the delay. Hope you like it!

It is a strange concept, really. We don't always get what we want. But  if we do, it's when we least expect it, in the most strangest of ways as well.

Call it your good luck, fate, destiny, a simple mere coincidence, or whatever. You were grateful for that night in the safe house regardless. For the first and the last time, you could say that you were thankful for a little Hydra contraption.

It all started during a peaceful dinner. You and your group of friends were relaxing after a successful mission, treating yourselves with any and all comfort food available in the safe house. The mission was anticipated to be much harder than usual; the only reason why Bucky and Sam had asked you and Steve to accompany them. Quite unexpectedly, the mission went smoothly and it seemed there was no need for the extra help they had requested. But considering the mission consisted of scoping out an abandoned Hydra base, being overly cautious was preferred than being overconfident. One never knew the levels of villainy Hydra truly possessed.

Oh, you were about to discover the truth in that statement just fine.

Bucky sat across from you on the dining table, Sam to your right. The duo played catch with a balled sheet of paper, their half eaten meals abandoned on the table. You and Steve conversed with them while enjoying your respective sandwiches.

It was true that Steve had given up his Captain America mantle to Sam, a man just as deserving of the title, but hadn't completely retired. He didn't get out on the field anymore, but used his excellent strategic skills in planning the missions sometimes, especially if it included Hydra. 

All of you would have been enroute to the Compound had Rhodey and Scott not hogged the quinjet. None of you minded though. With the four of you together, it was very much like a quiet night in with close friends. Unbeknown to you, it wasn't going to be particularly quiet much longer.

"Does it smell funny to anybody else here?" Bucky asked, pausing midway while rocking his chair. Squinting his eyes, he glanced around himself to locate the source of the smell, a deep frown etched onto his features.

Steve took a tentative whiff, you and Sam doing the same. "No pal, I don't smell anything."

"It's…" Bucky closed his eyes, taking in deep inhales. "It's faint but it's there. I'm sure of it." 

You and Sam glanced at each other, a raised eyebrow followed by a shrug. Suddenly Bucky sat up with a start, his gaze fixating on a corner of the room. Following his line of sight, you found the hard black stacked containers with the Shield logo which held the Hydra files and devices you had retrieved from the base earlier in the mission. 

"It's coming from there, I think." Bucky stood up and reached the stacked containers in only a few long strides. Before any of you could stop him, he lifted the cover to inspect its contents. 

Immediately a puff of bright yellow powder-like substance was released from the inside, as if a smoke bomb had been triggered. Bucky coughed as the coloured dust hit his senses. It didn't take long for the particles to dissipate in the air. Soon the clean air around you was shrouded with the yellow dust, leaving all of you a coughing mess.

"What is it?" You wondered, one hand waving in front of your face to get rid of the dust while the other protectively covered your nose. It was no use though. It was everywhere, the particles so fine they slithered through the gaps between your fingers. You could do nothing but inhale it as you coughed helplessly. The particles stuck to the insides of your mouth. You couldn't feel them on your tongue or the roof of your mouth, but the dryness that followed was a sure shot indication. The tangy scent of it overwhelmed your senses, making you wonder how could you have missed it.

"Look inside the container, Bucky. See what released it." Sam instructed with broken words in between the coughs.

"Fucking Hydra," Steve muttered under his breath.

Following Sam's orders, Bucky peeked inside and pulled out a wooden cube. It was small enough to be grasped in his palm. One of its faces had the ugly red symbol of Hydra painted on it. The cube was heavily cracked along the sides. Had Bucky not held onto it firmly, it would have fallen apart right then. 

Sam, you and Steve drifted closer to Bucky as the yellow dust gradually dissipated into nothing - or rather as the most of it was already inhaled by you all. The cube appeared to hold some carvings in a language you supposed was Russian. 

"I...don't...understand…" Bucky's fingers drifted across the letters as he tried to make sense of it. "Fuck!" With widened eyes, Bucky retraced the words, confirming what he had read. Throwing the cube across the room, he started pacing the room, his head hidden behind his palms. 

"Come on, man, you're scaring me." Steve said, approaching his friend.

"You should be!" Bucky yelled, all his frustrations coming out on the wrong person. He loudly groaned, rubbing his forehead, "I'm sorry. It's just that…"

"What is it, Bucky?" You asked.

Bucky looked at you, his gaze sweeping over your form. He bit his lip, an almost remorseful look coming over in his eyes. In a much softer voice, he said, "I don't know how to explain it. I don't know where to start."

"Do you know what the yellow dust we all inhaled was?" Sam asked. 

Bucky replied after a long pause. "It was a sort of pollen which Hydra had engineered." 

"Hydra modified...pollen?" You asked. The idea sounded as bizarre to you as snow in the Sahara. "What?"

"No- Well, um, yes," Bucky took a deep breath before he started explaining. "Hydra could never replicate the super soldier serum they used on me. But they needed more super soldiers. It hardly ever happened that anybody else would succeed in recreating those serums so that Hydra could steal. They decided that if they couldn't transform using the serums, they would...breed super soldiers. That's when Project Growth started. These pollen were engineered to assist in it." 

"How did the pollen assist Project Growth?" You asked, confusion dripping from your voice.

Bucky glanced at you but quickly diverted his gaze, unable to keep the eye contact. "Project Growth was about using super soldiers like me and those four others to... impregnate willing women. Conception with super soldiers is harder than usual for some reason. So they came up with this pollen to aid the process. It's an aphrodisiac. They called it sex pollen, because well, it increases one's sexl drive... by a lot. So much so that it might be fatal if the person exposed to it doesn't, you know, climax."

"What? Are we gonna want to fuck like rabbits then? Become Hydra's breeding bitches?" Sam asked, crossing his arms in front of him.

"The experiments were never successful. They did it a couple of times and it never resulted in a pregnancy. This box," Bucky gestured to the broken cube lying on the floor, "I don't know how or when but it got activated somehow." He shrugged helplessly. "I have no idea if the pollen inside it was a sample of those failed experiments or if that of a new one. Either way, we don't have long before the effects would start showing."

There was a lull in the room, the implications of what Bucky said sitting heavy on everyone's minds.

"We can keep ourselves locked in our separate rooms until it wears off to...get ourselves off." Steve's cheeks were tinged a deep shade of red as he proposed the idea.

"It's not that easy. Trust me, I've been through it." Bucky looked at Steve. "It's something about needing another person's touch; a sense of intimacy. No matter what you do on your own, it won't ever be enough. It would send you in a daze of lust, where the only thing you could focus on would be to anyhow satiate yourselves. You would desperately want another person to touch you, no matter who or what gender. You'd need them to touch you." He glanced at each one of you. "I'm sorry, but it's going to be nasty."

"So what you're saying is, it's basically fuck or die?" Sam said.

"When you put it that way…" Bucky tried to think of a better phrase but finding none, he replied, "-Well, yes."

"I don't know what to say," You crossed your hands in front of your chest. To say that you were shocked was a massive understatement. You couldn't even begin to believe that any of it was true.

Unconsciously, your gaze drifted over each of the men in the room. They all stood with a hard look on their handsome faces, lost deep in thought. You weren't sure if it was you or the pollen due to which you felt yourself get wet, your panties gradually dampening and sticking to your form. 

Truth be told, you had always wondered what being with these men would feel like, what fucking them would be like. Would Sam choke you in a sensual manner with those bulging arms of his? Would Bucky keep you pinned to the bed with his thick thighs? What would gripping America's Ass feel like when Steve would be pumping his length into you?

You bit your lip, your mind conjuring up a train of lewd images. You wondered if it all would come true that night. Though you had considered them insanely attractive since the day you had met them, you never dared to act upon any of your desires with either of them. They were your close friends, and you'd be damned if you'd destroy it for a night of pleasure.

Now though, you had no other option but to fuck them if you valued your life. On any other day you would have laughed boisterously had anyone suggested such a thing, but it was your reality right then. 

You realized it didn't have to be a necessarily bad thing though

Huffing dramatically, you stood straighter, hands falling by your sides. With a newfound confidence, you asked, "Well then, what are we waiting for?"

"What?" Steve asked, dumbfounded. 

"At one point or the other, we would eventually go crawling to someone. I don't think we'd be in control of ourselves if it would make us that desperate. Avoiding the inevitable makes no sense. It's better to start it while we are still able to make conscious decisions and consent to being with each other. At least I'd prefer that."

The men looked at each other, a silent conversation happening amongst them. Bucky asked, "Are you sure, Y/N?" 

You smiled. "I am, Bucky. If it's gonna be this way, then I'm glad it's the three of you. Are you guys sure though?"

Bucky glanced at Sam and Steve before smirking, "You bet we are, babydoll."

You walked closer to Bucky, standing on the tip of your toes as your arms curved around his neck, excitement thrumming through your veins. "Let's get this show started then."

Chapter 2

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[absurdthirst]

Kinktober 2023: October 8th

Day 8: Sex Pollen/Fuck or Die, Chastity, Sexual Competition

Max Lord x F!Reader

Rating: Explicit

Word Count: 1.6k

Warnings: Magic stones, ancient inscriptions, DUB-CON, compulsion to have sex, wordless consent, public sex, frantic sex, vaginal sex, unprotected sex, mentions of biting

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The TV guy has been hanging around for the last few days. Causing a disruption in the everyday workload as the director had pushed for a personalized tour to the CEO of Black Gold since he was promising a sizable donation to the foundation. If there was one thing that could turn your normally stalwart director into a groveling slut, it was the promise of funds. 

You hear a booming laugh and roll your eyes. Unsure of what the joke was down the hall, but you know it was Barbara that was giving him the tour so it couldn’t be that funny. Nothing against her, but she wasn’t the joking type. You look back down at your large magnifying glass, looking through it at the inscription etched into the stone that has been a source of intrigue to you over the past few days since it had arrived. 

When your name is called, you try not to get annoyed, knowing that your boss would want you to place nice. Looking up and plastering a smile on your face as you watch Barbara and the TV guy, you forget his name, walk in. 

Well, she walks. He seemingly saunters in like he owns the place. Perhaps he thinks that because he’s going to write a check, he is an owner. 

His eyes are quick, clever. Far more clever that you would imagine seeing those cheesy commercials he always has played on the tv during Jeopardy. The smile you could do without. It’s screaming slightly sleazy, put on and false in order to get what he wants. The only question is, what does Max Lord want?

Introductions are made, Barabara bouncing almost nervously as you shake the salesman’s hand. Pulling your hand away quickly and turning towards her so she can tell you what she wants. She never approaches you unless she needs something. You aren’t one of the posh, beautiful scientists she wants so desperately to be close to. 

“Can I ask a favor?” She asks, clapping her hands together and giving you a pleading look. “I have a meeting that I can’t reschedule.” Her eyes flicker over to the suit and then back to you. “Could you please finish up the tour for Mr. Lord?” “Please….” He winces. “Call me Maxwell.” He offers with a sugar sweet smile that he seems to think to be a gift. He’s not bad looking, but he would look better if he took the Sun-in out of his hair and lost the boxy shoulder pads. You were one of the few that hated the way fashion has gone. 

“I have a lot to do here.” You protest but Barbara gives you an even more pleading expression. “But…..I can finish it up.” She nearly claps in relief. “After I finish up my work.” You warn seriously. 

“Yeah….sure….” She’s bobbing her head quickly and looking over Maxwell. “That’s great. Well, I know you’ll have a great time, so I’ll just run along.” 

You ignore the flirting and flustering as Maxwell makes a slight scene at Barbara leaving, kissing her hand and making her giggle like she’s five again. Soon enough, there’s blissful silence back in your lab so you can concentrate. 

“So what are you studying?” The question comes after two blissful minutes of silence. Two minutes that you had obviously hoped would be longer. Your eyes cut up from your magnifying glass to find Maxwell looking at the stone curiously. 

“A rock.” You glibly answer, keeping your tone just as dry as you possibly can. Barely resisting the urge to smirk when his grin slides off his unfairly handsome face. 

Maybe you feel a little guilty, but it’s not enough to make you apologize as you look back down at the inscription with a frown. While your Latin was rusty, you swear this is talking about fertility. Just as you tilt the glass down more, a finger appears in front of your magnifying glass, making it look even larger than normal, showing you the grooves in his skin. “What’s-”

“No!” You cry out, knowing that the stone cannot be touched without gloves. The instructions had been very clear in the crate that the stone was packed in. “Don’t touch it!” 

Your fingers collide, both of you touching the vivid jade stone at the same time. The piece seemingly glows at the contact and both of you gasp as you snatch your hands away, knocking over the magnifying glass. 

The next few moments are nothing short of a blur of pain and confusion. Nearly blacking out until a pair of lips smash against yours in the most inelegant, needy kiss of your life. 

“Ohhhh!” Your eyes fly open, finding Maxwell’s face right in yours and his mouth opens, groaning. 

“I can’t- I need-” He doesn’t stop kissing you, his words are just cut off by the tongue sliding into his mouth. Your tongue. The feeling of him pressing against you awakening something base inside you. 

You don’t know why, but you need him. The word fertility flashing in your mind and you push it away because of the burning of your skin and the throbbing of your cunt. 

He apparently feels the same way. Something hard and pulsing starts to push against your hip as he backs you up against the table you had been working at. Nothing but fervent kisses being exchanged, and his hands start to pull at your clothes. 

You never even think to push him away. It doesn’t even cross your mind. Too busy grabbing handfuls of him and ripping open the obvious faux Gucci belt so you can rip those ridiculously baggy pants off of him. 

His hands are bigger, harder than you ever would have imagined when watching those commercials of his. Wonderful on your skin as he slides them up  your thighs under your skirt. Hot as find the edge of your panties and hooking under them to start dragging them down. 

It’s not like you’ve talked about this, but neither one of you cares. Both of you groaning when your own hand dives into his briefs and wraps around an impressive cock. He hides it well under those bulky suits. 

Both of you need each other in a way that can’t even be described. The pain flaring in your stomach drives you, squeezing and pumping his cock, pulling back the foreskin and smearing the bead of precum around the head while he pants into your mouth. 

Your name, not even spoken by him before, sounds like ambrosia as it drips from his tongue. His own fingers sliding through your folds before he is pushing you up onto the table and spreading your legs to step between. 

Your cry would draw any number of personnel if there had been anyone. It had already been late in the day, and then the meeting had drawn everyone else away, leaving your floor empty with the exception of you and Maxwell. “Max!” Your eyes widen when he pushes inside you, filling you to the hilt with a needy, frantic thrust. 

He groans again, twitching violently inside you and gripping the edge of the table behind you. Pulling his hips back and shuddering when he thrusts forward again and moans at how tight you are. 

Rocking the table with how hard he’s fucking you, you can’t do anyting but hold on and whine for him. Every piercing thrust of his cock pushing the pain away and making your cunt feel amazing. Hitting all the best spots, deep inside you and scratching an itch you didn’t know you had. 

Kisses are littered on your skin, his teeth being used far more that you ever thought possible as a man fucks into you as frantically as Maxwell does. Chasing that same goal with the urgency that is burning underneath your own skin. Both of you pulling and grabbing at each other, clothes bunched between you as you grind your hips, your legs wrapped around his waist. 

“I didn’t- fuck, it’s so good.” Maxwell rambles. “You’re so good. I can’t - it’s so- fuck.” 

You can only moan in agreement, not even coherent enough to speak right now. Your entire focus on the connection of his cock in your pussy. 

Your body is so sensitive that you are shocked by how quickly you cum. Taking you by surprise as your head falls back and your hands hold onto his broad shoulders. Cunt clenching down around him and the heat of your orgasm rushing through your body and seemingly quenching that fire that had been burning since you touched the stone only minutes before. 

“Oh fuck, oh mierda.” He groans, clenching his teeth and shouting when he thrusts once more, pulsing heavily inside you as he paints your womb with his seed in hot spurts. Panting and whining as he rocks his hips to push every drop into your quivering cunt until he’s spent and collapsing against you and both of you drop to the table top. 

Gasping for air, you try to catch your breath as you roll your head to the side and feel Max nuzzle against your neck, his own breath still undstead. Out of the corner of your eye, you catch sight of the stone. “What the fuck was that?” You ask, bewildered and almost giggly as you look at the fertility stone that had compelled both of you to fuck like wild animals in your lab. 

“I don’t know.” He pants. “But I might need a minute if we do it again.” 

Breaking into a giggle, your hand slides up to pet the hair that you had been snorting at earlier. Maybe Max Lord wasn’t soooo bad. “Hell of a tour, huh?” 

“Fuck.” He chuckles, still not moving on top of you and snuggling into you even more when your fingers scratch his scalp. “The best.” 

[hiatus-for-forever]

Kinktober 2020 ~ BNHA & Haikyuu!!

Hello, my first Kinktober is here! I’m going to do BNHA and Hq alternate between days like an author I follow but I’ll tag later

Sorry for the inactivity my body is shutting down and I can’t get anything done but I will post this cuz everyone else is. Maybe change some of these but I hope not.

Edit: I made small edits here and there but I switched the original day 8 and 10

EDIT : School’s a bitch and I will finish this when it calms down, for now I’ll unpin it and maybe post random drafts or reblog here and there

Day 1: Kaminari Denki; Sleepy sex Also includes: Quirk play, dry humping, wet dreams,  intercrural sex

Day 2: Sawamura Daichi; Exhibitionism Also includes: Dirty talk, Captain Kink,Karasuno Gangbang pt.1

Day 3: Bakugou Katsuki + Kirishima Eijirou; Rape play Also includes: Excessive amounts of cum, Breeding kink, roleplay TW: Rape, noncon

Day 4: Sugawara Koushi; Creampie Also includes: Praise, Karasuno Gangbang pt.2

Day 5: Midoriya Izuku; Overstimulation Also includes: Quirk play, multiple orgasms

Day 6: Hinata Shoyo + Kageyama Tobio; First times Also includes: Spitroasting, blowjob, doggystyle, Karasuno Gangbang pt.3

Day 7: Todoroki Shoto; Temperature play Also includes: Light bondage, blindfolding

Day 8: Tsukishima Kei; Dumbification Also includes: Begging, Karasuno Gangbang pt.4

Day 9: Shindo Yo; Public sex Also includes: Quirk play, forced orgasm

Day 10: Yamaguchi Tadashi; Breastfeeding kink Also includes: Handjob, Karasuno Gangbang pt. 5

Day 11: Iida Tenya; Spanking Also includes: Sir kink

Day 12: Azumane Asahi; Hair pulling Also includes: Riding, Karasuno Gangbang pt.6

Day 13: Sero Hanta; Suspension Also includes: Corruption

Day 14: Tanaka Ryunnosuke; Biting/marking Also includes: Riding, Karasuno Gangbang pt.7

Day 15: Monoma Neito; Sex pollen Also includes: Slight!Degredation

Day 16: NIshinoya Yuu + Slight!Ennoshita Chikara; Fingering Also includes: Cum eating, Karasuno Gangbang pt.8 (final)

Day 17: Aizawa Shota; Pet play Also includes: Quirk play

Day 18: Miya Atsumu; Drunk Sex Also includes: Slight!Yan themes

Day 19: Kan Sekijiro; Stuck in a wall Also includes: Teasing, Slight!Humiliation

Day 20: Tendo Satori; Panty thievery Also includes: Dirty talk 

Day 21: Amajiki Tamaki: Size kink Also includes: Praise

Day 22: Kozume Kenma; Toys Also includes: Mutual Masturbations

Day 23: Togata Mirio; Vouyerism Also includes: Quirk play

Day 24: Haiba Lev; Glasses kink Also includes: Semi public sex

Day 25: Takami Keigo; Costumes Also includes: Slapping (face)

Day 26: Bokuto Kotaro; 69 Also includes: Face sitting

Day 27: Tetsutetsu Tetsutetsu; Squirting Also includes: Dirty talk, Slight!Overstim

Day 28: Kyotani Kentarou; Edging Also includes: Daddy Kink 

Day 29: Shigaraki Tomura; Choking Also includes: Fear play

Day 30: Miya Osamu; Anal Also includes: Almost getting caught

Day 31: Shinsou Hitoshi; Hate sex Also includes: Fuck or die

[tadashiwa]

it has to be you

denki kaminari x reader

word count: 3135

a/n: aaahhh this was fun and it’s my longest work to date!!! i hope u guys enjoy

warnings: sex pollen. mention of alcohol. dub-con (because of the sex pollen). daddy kink. slight size kink. unprotected sex (WRAP IT BEFORE U TAP IT BESTIES). smut. fluff. mutual pining. confession of feelings. i think thats it? let me know if i missed any shordies

11:36pm

dont think about it. dont think about it.

the words helplessly rang through kaminari's head. yet, it was useless. no matter how hard he tried to will his brain away from what he had the absolute privilege of witnessing earlier that day, his brain could not stop. god, he felt like a perv thinking that.

it was supposed to be just another normal night patrol with you. you, his sidekick, his best friend, and the goddamn love of his life. yet, as much as he loved you, what you did today was so stupid. so fucking stupid. maybe it was because he loved you so much that he thought it was so stupid. he didn't really know.

8:42 pm

kaminari was supposed to only be gone five minutes at most. and yet, when you saw the new rising villain, desanctify, trying to break into a church, you didn't wait for him. you didn't call for backup. you went on and fought her on your own. and even when desanctify hit you with her poisonous, seductive, midnight's-evil-twin venom, you kept fighting. and somehow, through your haze of desperate arousal and aching need, you managed to get her in those hero handcuffs. and when kaminari finally caught up to you, my god were you a mess.

a mess that was so painfully attractive to kami.

that goddamn sex spell had absolutely wrecked you. after your agency gave you the rest of the night off, kami carried you back to your apartment. piggy back style proved to be easiest with your state. because, when he held you bridal style, much to his delight, or dismay, you were begging him to fuck you. you kept grabbing at his jacket and looking up at him with those doe eyes. you were distracting him so much he had to flip you around to his back.

you were both so close to your apartment, your whimpers echoing through kaminari's ears like a goddamn siren's song. your head was resting against his shoulder with your hips hovering so closely to his neck and you were still whimpering and kami could almost swear that he felt your core grinding against his back and—

finally. he reached your door.

11:53pm

of course he felt bad leaving you like that, alone in your apartment and so desperately horny you couldn't control yourself. he just figured you.... would figure it out on your own? he got off his shift in seven minutes, he was gonna call you to check in after. he was really hoping the spell had worn off by now. he's not sure he would survive a call with you if it hadn't.

it's not like you had ever shown interest in denki in the first place. sure, you were sometimes flirty and there was that one time you both drunkenly kissed on new years but he never for a second thought it was real. you could have anyone you wanted. surely your hazy desperation for him came out of a place of convenience. he couldn't afford to think otherwise.

finally, his shift ended. as he walked to the subway stop closest to him he pulled out his phone, prepared to call you and check i—

FIFTY SEVEN MISSED CALLS FROM YOU?!?!?!

kami was freaking out. were you okay? were you hurt? what was going on? what if you needed him and he was too late again?

his panic subsided when he saw the texts pouring in from you. well, he was still panicked. just for another reason.

texts of you begging for him were coming through in droves. he lost count of how many times he had to scroll. it was adorable and simultaneously terrifying. it made his blood thrum in his ears and his cheeks get hot.

and there were voicemails too.

voicemails of you whining his name. of you begging for him. telling him how badly you wanted him to make you cum. god.

surely this had to be a prank, right? you had to be messing with him. he called you, just like he said he would, expecting you to be laughing hysterically on the other end.

except you weren't.

you were still whining desperately for him. how your own fingers werent enough. how you needed his cock inside you or you think you might die.

kaminari genuinely felt as if he had died and gone to heaven. there's no way, right? he couldn't. you're not thinking straight. you didn't mean that. but you almost sounded like you were in pain. he was sure everyone on the subway could hear how hard his heart was beating.

"kami—they.. they said that... ngh—they said that it only—hah—only goes away if so-someone makes you c-cum—shit!"

all the color drained from his face.

"it—it has to be you."

12:31am

despite every nerve ending in his body absolutely reeling, kaminari found himself standing at your door. the same door he stood at all those times when he came to pick you up on your way to the agency. the same door he stood at when he made sure you got home safe when you were drunk. the same door he used as a shield from the unknown, the intimacy that made all of your flirting and side comments real.

he knocked once. twice. no answer. his fingers drifted down to the knob itself and gave it an experimental twist. unlocked.

he knocked once more. still no answer. then, with every ounce of courage he could muster, he let himself in. the shield was gone. the barrier was crossed. there he was, standing in his apartment, and you were deadset on fucking him.

"y/n? i'm here.... you uh... you didn't answer so i just let myse—" his call out to you is cut off by quite possibly the most pornographic moan he had ever heard.

it was almost as if his body was in a trance as he walked towards the source of the noise. the moans weren't stopping. denki was already hard at the sound of them. to make matters worse, your bedroom door was open and—

holy shit.

kaminari had seen his fair share of early morning sunrises. his fair share of cherry blossoms. he'd seen plenty of girls who he was convinced were the prettiest girls on earth. but you, you were breathtaking. genuinely ethereal. kaminari had never seen anything so gorgeous in his life. he didn't think he would ever again.

there you were, in one of his shirts he had let you borrow and nothing else. the pillow between your legs wet with your slick as you desperately dragged your clit against it, looking for any sort of release. one hand balanced you as the other played with your breast, pulling the shirt up to reveal your midsection in the process.

and when your eyes met his, kaminari was sure: this is heaven.

your pupils dilated so large at the sight of him that the y/e/c rings surrounding them disappeared. your bottom lip was pulled tight in between your teeth, your hair a mess. my god. just when kaminari thought it couldn't get any better, you spoke. without breaking eye contact, you whined,

"denki, please."

kami rushed towards you with such a sense of urgency you would've thought that he was a man starved.

"sh-shh-shhh, it's okay. it's okay, i'm here now."

in your sex-crazed daze, you pulled denki onto the bed next to you, his back leaning against your headboard. you were quick to straddle his thigh, almost collapsing at the contact you had craved for so fucking long.

denki didn't think he could possibly be any more turned on than he was in that moment. you held his shoulders in an attempt to balance yourself, dragging your clit over his thigh. you were making a mess out of his hero costume but he couldn't be bothered to care in the slightest. not when the pressure of you against him felt so right. not when he could feel your breath fanning against his ear. not when he was still processing the fact that you said you only wanted him on that phone call. nothing else mattered except the way you moved against him.

where should he put his hands? should he help you? should he take the shirt off of you? yeah, denki wasn't a virgin, but this was his first time with someone he cared about as much as you. he wanted to make you feel good.

you remedied his racing mind when you placed one of his hands on your hip and the other on one of your tits. he experimentally rolled your nipple over in between his fingers and was met by more of your delicious mewls.

you were so close to cumming. the entire situation was so overwhelming. denki smelled so good. his hands were so rough against your smooth skin. the way his eyes flickered between your face and your drooling cunt had your heart racing.

the rhythm in your movements was lost the more worked up you got. it took all the confidence denki could gather to take over for you. he flexed his thigh muscle as he pulled down on your hips to grind you against him harder. you had half the mind to be embarrassed at how loud the moan that was ripped from your throat was.

"'m close, denki i-i'm close—" you whimpered.

"cmon pretty girl—ngh—cum for me. cum all over me like a good girl." denki's raspy, arousal soaked voice was all it took for you to come undone all over him. you threw your head back, exposing your throat that was just begging to be marked. you were begging to be claimed.

little "so good"s and "thank you"s were tumbling from your lips as you came down from your high. god, were you a sight to behold. denki was so painfully hard he wasn't sure if he could take it any longer.

he was half expecting you to come to and ask him to leave.

but you didn't.

you started moving again.

"more, i need more. daddy, please, i need more—"

what did you say?

the title snapped any remaining resolve denki had left. he had to have you.

he gently lifted you off of his thigh and you groaned at the loss of contact. but, your complaints were silenced as he slid down the bed.

holy shit.

all those dreams you had of denki making you cum couldn't even begin to prepare you for when he pulled you forward to sit on his face. you almost came just at the way his eyes met yours. he wanted this just as much as you did.

the feeling of his tongue kitten licking your clit was heavenly. your senses were overloaded with him. the way his lips felt against your core. the way his hair framed his face like a halo. the way his hands dug into your thighs so tight you couldn't even consider moving. you absolutely lost your mind when he slid two fingers into your hole. they were so much bigger than yours. they reached that spot inside you that you couldn't on your own. and when you felt a little spark of electricity on your clit, you were sent tumbling over the edge and into a state of pure bliss.

"kami, kami, fuck, i-i'm cumming!"

he found your pathetic babbles in an attempt to warn him adorable.

surely after you had came all over his face you would snap out of your haze. feel disgusting. ask him to leave.

and yet, you didn't.

"need you. need you to fuck me." you quietly expressed between whimpers.

"y/n, a-are you sure? i don't wanna take advantage of you or anything-"

"yes i'm sure, please! i've wanted this for so long. i need you." your eyes met his as you begged and it, it sounded like you. not like the spell that overtook you. you were desperate, but you were genuine.

kami swore he had never seen someone look so fucking beautiful in his life.

and he couldn't tear his eyes off of you as he flipped you both over, his hips hovering over yours.

while the thought of denki being fully clothed as he wrecked you turned you on more than you cared to admit, you wanted to touch him. you wanted to feel his skin against yours.

denki laughed breathlessly at the way you grabbed at the hem of his shirt before pulling it over his head. he slid his pants down enough to free his aching cock, the head red and leaking with proof of his arousal.

you don't think you would've torn your eyes away from the way he stroked himself for all the money in the world.

"what, you like what you see?" kami attempted to ease the tension, noticing your stare.

"kami."

"what?"

you pulled his head down to meet yours as your lips connected in a kiss. not a drunken new years eve kiss. not a kiss of desire and convenience through your sex crazed daze. a real kiss. a real fucking kiss. he whimpered into your mouth at the intimacy of it all.

god, he was in love with you.

he slid the head of his cock over your slit, gathering your juices. shy, his eyes met yours.

"are you sure?"

"yeah."

the feeling of him sinking into you drove both of you mad. he was so big. bigger than anyone you’ve ever taken. and you were so, so, so goddamn tight. the room was silent apart from the sound of your tangled whimpers and moans. 

he looked down to where your bodies met and, oh man, was it a beautiful sight. your hips looked so small compared to his one hand holding you in place. it felt as though your tight little cunt was made for him. 

“princess, look at it. look at how good you take me.” you opened your eyes through the pleasure mixed with pain and he was only halfway in. how the hell was he so big? you moaned at the sight of him sinking into you. “can i keep going, babydoll? you gonna take daddy一ngh一take daddy all the way like a good girl? cmon, princess, you’re doing so good.”

denki was always a talker. he was funny. he was flirty. he was kinda stupid. but you never expected that his words could get you impossibly hornier. in that moment, all you wanted to do was please him. “daddy, keep going, keep going please. i wanna cum all over your cock, please.”

with the way you begged for him to fill you up, denki didn’t think he could wait to feel himself bottom out. he buried his head in your neck, pushing in until he was fully sheathed inside of you. god, he sounded heavenly.

“fucking shit, doll. how are you so tight?” your pussy held his cock in a vice grip. his best girl, making him so proud. 

“denki, denki,”

“what’s that?” his hand on his hip drifted up to your jaw, gripping your chin and leading you to look into his eyes.

“mmh--daddy,”

good girl.

“daddy, ‘m gonna cum, wanna cum so bad,”

“pl-please don’t! i wanna cum with you, if that’s okay? please don’t cum yet.” it was almost cute how his attempt at dominance faded as he begged you. the idea itself sounded heavenly. 

“yeah, yeah, okay, just--please move. please.”

denki placed his hand holding your chin on the bed next to you as he pistoned his hips in and out of you. a moan was torn from your throat as denki’s eyes rolled back into his head.

his pace didn’t increase as he smiled at how your face contorted impossibly hotter.

“you like that? huh? you like when一shit一you like when daddy fucks you nice and slow?”

in all honesty, denki hated how slow he forced himself to fuck you. he just wanted to hear you beg.

“faster!”

“then beg for it.”

you rolled your eyes as you decided to ruin denki just as bad. “daddy, please, please, please fuck me, i’ve wanted your cock for so long i just need you to fuck me! please, i’ll be good, i swear! I need you to fuck me like i deserve. like your bad little girl. please!” 

the direct eye contact you held as you begged him drove kami feral. you smirked as you felt his cock twitch inside of you.

“haah一whatever you want, angel.” denki’s hips slammed in and out of you faster than your brain could process. the sounds of skin meeting skin mixed perfectly with the sound of his breathy little moans and you screaming his name.

kami wrapped one of your legs around his waist, the new angle making his cock stroke that spot inside you just right. kami knew he struck gold when he felt the way you gripped him impossibly tighter.

“yeah? ‘s that the spot? ‘m i making you feel good? tell me im making you feel good.” deep down, you both knew that his words came from a spot of needing to please you. he masked his insecurities with a false sense of dominance. for his sake, you pretended not to notice.

“yeah! god, yeah, right there. god you’re making me一hnngh一making me feel so good.”

“shit, doll, ‘m getting close.” denki’s forehead met yours as one of his hands wrapped gently around the column of your throat. 

you were a goddamn wreck. you needed his cum inside of you so bad. the decision to tell him so proved to be the straw to break the camel’s back.

“cum for me, daddy. cum inside me. please.”

with that, kami gave one, two, three, half hearted strokes before cumming deep inside you. the feeling of his cum filling you up snapped the coil building inside of you. you squirted all over his cock as his pelvis bone dragged against your clit. denki didn’t have any strength left in him left to do anything but whine at the sight. 

2:18 am

you’re not sure when either of you collapsed in sleep. yet, when you woke up an hour later, you felt like you had been hit by a car.

you stood up and tried to waddle to the bathroom, but you almost fell to the floor as you attempted to move. Denki heard the squeak of your mattress as you flopped back down. 

“where--where are you going?” denki asked you, sitting up. his raspy voice was so hot. god, was it everything this man did? did he just live to make you horny?

“i need to pee.”

“then go pee.”

“i--i can’t walk.”

denki stared clueless through the dark. why couldn’t you walk?

oh. 

his face turned bright red.

“do you, uh, need… help?” he sensed more than saw you nod. he swung his legs over the edge of the bed and walked around the bed. he collected you in his arms as he supported your weight and walked you to the bathroom door. in the bathroom light, he couldn’t tear his eyes away from the hickeys littering your neck.

he waited outside the bathroom until he heard the faucet turn off. you slid back into his arms as you opened the door.

it was like you belonged there.

denki wanted to say something. he wanted to ask. he had to know. did you really want what happened? was it a one time thing? were you mad at him? he was terrified of you asking him to leave. 

“denki, what?” you asked quietly as you both walked back.

“huh?” 

“i know you’re thinking about something.” you both sat back on the bed.

“no i’m not! i’m all good.” he smiled and scratched the back of his neck. 

“denki, i know you. talk to me.” you put your hand over his in the dark. god, you were not making this easy.

“it’s, i just, what was that? did you want that? did i take advantage of you? are you okay?”

“denki.” 

“was i okay? are we ever gonna do that again? i mean, i’d like to but not if you don’t want--”

“denki.”

“do you even know how i feel about you?”

“denki.”

the raise of your voice was gentle. you weren’t mad. it sounded like you were smiling. you turned your head to face him. he could see your eyes sparkle through the dark.

“i don’t regret anything about what we just did. you didn’t take advantage of me. i’m okay.  that was the best sex i’ve ever had, and honestly, i’ve wanted to do that for a really long time.”

denki let out a breath he didn’t know that he was holding. “wait, what was that last part?” you could hear the tease and smile in his voice through the dark.

“i’ve wanted to do that for a really long time.” your voice was small.

“oh. me too.��� his voice was smaller.

you were quiet for a few moments before you both gathered everything left inside of you as you turned to face each other.

“i’m in love with you.” you said in tandem.

you both were too shy to do anything except stare at each other and smile.

“you mean that?” he asks.

“yeah. do you?”

“yeah.”

he leaned forward to capture your lips in a sleepy kiss. he missed the first time, and his lips landed on the space between your lips and your nose. you both giggled.

not to sound cliche, but the kiss was magical. you felt like you did back in UA, staring at the ceiling and thinking about how kami called you gorgeous that day. you felt like you did when you kissed him that new years eve, those feelings bubbling up inside of you. if denki knew that was how you felt, he would’ve said he felt the same way, just times ten. times a thousand.

“hey y/n?”

“yeah?”

“can i uh, take you out tomorrow night?”

“kaminari, I just begged you to cum inside me and you’re asking to take me out on a date?”

he giggled. “yeah.”

“of course you can take me out tomorrow night.” kaminari licked his lips and smiled.

“good. WAIT-” 

“yes, denki, i’m on the pill!”

he flopped back against the mattress. “thank god!”

[wri0thesley]

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hello everyone!!! i am so so happy that you have all followed me and read my writing and just in general being lovely to me, so i wanted to have an event to both celebrate my milestone and for my birthday (that’s june third, if u guys wanted to idk send me pictures of my husbands that day!). this event will probably stay open until then (although if i get too overwhelmed i might close it early!). i will warn you all when it’s about to close and reblog this post periodically! <3

this event is a mix and match style event with prompts to choose from, and is open for the following fandoms:

- jojo’s bizarre adventure - jujutsu kaisen - my hero academia

please refer to my rules before requesting! (also linked in my profile and pinned post! please also refer to the rules of the event, below the cut!

EVENT STATUS: closed!

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As mentioned above, this is a ‘mix and match’ event! First, choose a character: you may choose two characters in a poly relationship, if you want! If your idea features more than one character not in a poly relationship, please make that clear in the request! Then, choose some options from the four categories!

The four categories are

- Base. This is basically an AU category; you do not have to pick one, but if you don’t the fic will be set in the canon universe as detailed! You may also pick your own if the one you would like isn’t listed! If you choose something from this category, you can only choose one. 

- Sweet Add-On. This is the SFW plot category! Again, you can only pick one from this category; if you choose something from the Spicy category as well, it will become Fluffy NSFW - if you choose just something from this category, or something from this category and the base category, you will receive just fluff! This category cannot be combined with the Dark Add-On. 

- Spicy Add-On. This is the kink category! You can pick as many from this category as you would like, but try and keep in mind how they might work with each other and your other choices! There is also an option for adding in your own kinks if I haven’t mentioned what you’d like; please keep my rules in mind! This category can be combined with any of the other categories. 

- Dark Add-On. This is the Dark Content category. You can pick as many from this category as you like, and an option is included if your dark idea is not on the list! This category cannot be combined with the Sweet Add-On. 

if this all sounds a little complicated, you can scroll down to the bottom of this post to see some examples of what not to do and what to do! I have numbered all of the prompts for my convenience, but you can use their number or their name to refer to them, I don’t mind!

my default for writing is an afab, gender neutral reader (or occasionally an afab fem reader); if you would like something different, please include it in the request, but also keep in mind that i don’t have much experience writing amab readers and may not be good at it!

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Base (Choose one, or choose none – if none are chosen, fics will be written in the canon universe as standard!):

1. No AU / Canon Universe 2. No Powers Universe 3. Arranged Marriage AU 4. Monsters AU 5. A/B/O (Alpha, Beta, Omega) AU 6. Historical AU 7. Royalty AU 8. College/University AU 9. Soulmate AU 10. Apocalypse AU 11. Vampires AU 12. Crime/Organised Crime/Mafia AU 13. Sugar Daddy/Mommy AU 14. Coffee Shop/Bakery AU 15. Florist/Tattoo Artist (Two Opposing Occupation) AU 16. Fake Dating AU 17. Fantasy AU 18. Amnesia AU 19. Angels, Devils and Priests AU 20. Sex Work AU 21. Pick One Not On The List!:

Sweet (SFW) Add-On (choose one or none):

22. First Kiss 23. First Date 24. Cuddles 25. There Was Only One Bed 26. Mutual Pining 27. Huddling For Warmth 28. Taking Care of Each Other 29. Spending A Holiday Together 30. Meeting The ‘Family’ 31. Engagement & Weddings 32. Fake Dating 33. Domesticity 34. Enemies to Lovers 35. Friends to Lovers 36. Trapped Together 37. Comfort 38. Beach Trip 39. Confessions 40. Pregnancy

Spicy (NSFW) Add-On (choose as many as you want!)

41. BDSM 42. Impact Play 43. Pegging 44. Breeding 45. Dacryphilia (crying) 46. Corruption Kink 47. Face-sitting 48. Cunnilingus 49. Somnophilia 50. Size Kink/ Size Difference 51. Edging 52. Orgasm Control 53. Dominant Reader 54. Virginity (please specify whether virgin character or virgin reader!) 55. Masturbation (Mutual, Assisted or Guilty) 56. Choking and Breathplay 57. Petplay 58. Vanilla 59. Cockwarming 60. Sex Toys 61. Public Sex / Exhibitionism 62. Praise Kink 63. Degradation 64. Over-stimulation 65. Aphrodisiac or Sex Pollen 66. Corsetry 67. Voyeurism 68. Pregnant Sex 69. Bondage 70. Choose Something Not On The List!:

Dark Add-On (choose as many as you want):

71. Yandere 72. Non-Con 73. Mindbreak 74. Dub-Con 75. Master/Pet 76. Knifeplay 77. Gunplay 78. Predator/Prey 79. Dumbification / Dollification / Bimbofication 80. Fuck or Die 81.Choose Something Not On The List!:

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GOOD EXAMPLES:

- hi nat, could i get a fic of prosciutto in an arranged marriage au, maybe with orgasm control and a virgin reader? 

- hi!!! maybe a fic for gojo with 59, 63, 71 and 72?

- hello! could i maybe request a florist/tattoo au (15) with confessions (39) and some cunnilingus? with geto, please!

BAD EXAMPLES:

- fic with itadori (i don’t write characters who havent been shown as over eighteen in canon!) with first kiss and yandere (one is from the sweet add-on and one is from the dark add-on, please don’t mix them!)

you can see the current request list (in case you want to check if yours made it through, for ideas, etc) here!

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I don’t want to gush too much on this post but I am so, so grateful to every one of you who has ever interacted with me, reblogged my posts, recommended me or otherwise - thanks to the Jojo followers who’ve been here since the beginning, my new JJK followers, and my even newer BNHA followers (I haven’t written much for it yet but I hope that this event will help with that!). Having this space makes me so happy!

I hope you all have fun requesting, and feel free to send me questions if you want or need clarification on anything! I’m super excited to get started!