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[brights-place]

Hi! It’s me again :3

If request are still open can I request another part of that My inner demons but Nsfw/ smut hc’s.

I love angst with all my heart but fluff and Nsfw are close second. And I may have become obsessed when reading it 👁️

[My Inner demons ] Daemos x Reader (seperate)

Warnings: NSFW, SMUT, MINORS DO NTO INTERACT

A/N: Sorry for being late to write this anyways! funfact about me I'm a person who is obssessed with zoology and fantasy... so I wanted to add courting rituals from creatures and connect them to the daemos guys TEEHEE. I’d also like to state if you are a minor and continue reading and Im getting blamed for it I am NOT your babysitter I cannot control what you do

Summary: My inner demons but Nsfw/ smut hc’s and small scenes ideas Plus your lovely writer to rambling

A General headcannon I have is that well daemos are kinda like faes. Faery marriage is about unity of consciousnesses into one being. Full of romance and adventure and passionate love. So obviously they'd do the normal courting before you guys ya know Here's the thing though they are freaky they only thought it was to create heirs but here you were showing them you could do it without having to do procreation and they LOVE it DAEMOS MEN ARE FREAK IN THE SHEETS

Asch Smut Headcannons

- Your not royalty you aren't suppose to be with a prince but god how addicted he is to you - royal or not he loves you even if he's shit at talking to you - It's already known if you TOUCH their horns they all get defensive plus you shouldn't touch your partners horns in public... So UHM IMAGINE THAT

- Literally Is trying to understand how to ya know make you feel nice cause all he know is that it's for procreation and to create a heir - But the way you told him it isn't needed for procreation - he was happy to know you'd show him how to do it but still had his scowl - The moment he tried out he was trying not to show his flustered face as he was heaving -  Asch is favorite part on your body is either your ass or your thighs - He likes being able to grope it and hold your shaking thighs during sex - He whimpers like he’ll bury his face in your neck while holding you in a mating press and whimpers in your ear - Does his best to keep it down when needed absently compliments your body as if talking to himself - Oh how he loves when your back laid into his chest as he shoves his fingers into your cunt panting into your neck - Loves when at times you push your fingers into his fisting his cock as you stretched him so well

Rhys Smut Headcannons

- Would you believe me if he's good with his fingers? because he IS - Rhys is a softer dom meaning he is sometimes rough and controlling but he won't hurt you or degrade you... though he does enjoy having power over you - He likes leaving hickeys on less visible spots like your inner thighs, breasts and stomach - He loves your stomach for some reason he enjoys it so much how he can feel himself and see himself inside you - Whenever Rhys sees your body covered in hickeys and love bites while you two are together to study do experiments etc. Rhys would instantly get turned on - He doesn't really have a type but people who are bigger or chubbier and shorter than him interest him more than others but everybody is shorter to daemos - This man when he he's busy would have you on his lap or his thigh riding him/dry humping him

- His favorite position is doggy style obviously though sometimes he loves seeing you sprawled out below him with your tongue out and eyes rolled back in pleasure as he hits that spot inside you every time he thrusts his hips - Would be surprised if you touch his horns when you two are kissing and making out - He doesn't like being sloppy or messy but holy shit when he's stressed you'll be in heaven and also hell because you aren't going to feel anything anymore

Pierce Smut Headcannons

- You like hair pulling? You got it. You like spanking? You also got it. Like choking? Guess what, you got it. He likes being rough but at the same time he's worried he'll hurt you - He likes fucking you doggy style, and choking you from behind the noises you make when he does it drives him wild for some reason - Though he tries not to hurt you...much - man doesn't moan he grunts and if he is close to making a noise he'd bite into your neck -  He enjoys bondage the first time he tried it with you he was quick to use his sord but explained it all to him and was awkward to try it out but gave a small thumbs but

- He is awkward at first but he enjoys how you both seem to find comfort in doing this together trysting eachother though his nails did dig deep into your hips - When he tried it on you enjoyed seeing you in it especially when their tied around your chest the way it makes them stand out more with red rope - WHEN YOU PUT IT ON HIM HE WAS CONFUSED but how he saw you were drooling at how his chest was popping and breaking the rope scared you but heyyyyy you guys now have to make sure to get stronger ones... he may or may not flexed when you asked if he still can move slighty and uhm the rope snapped loudly gave you whiplash - He's big... Very big... - Grip his horns and use them as you wish he’d wince in pleasure

- Of course after care is head pats and small kisses though he is concerned if he hurt you but at the same time he enjoyed how you were sniffling still as he watched your thighs have something drip between them as you panted - of COURSE he doesn't admit nor talk about it but he is majorly into size kink, he keeps thinking about manhandling you with his larger frame as he makes you go up and down on his cock

Leif Smut Headcannons

- He likes to bite, and because of his pointed teeth he will normally leave marks. They heal very quickly but he likes the look of them peppered across your skin. - Leafs favourite position is cowgirl you showed him what it was and he enjoyed the fact of you riding him - Leif drools at how your walls clench and unclench around him - Blood play is a thing for him - He likes seeing the pleasure of your face as you slide down onto him, the first experimental thrust and the moment you feel your orgasm claim you. - He likes to watch you touching yourself, especially from the shadows such a sweet assassin that seems to.. enjoy the way you look and react until you see him - He bites down on your roughly more when you touch his horns when you need to grab on something as he curses in his native tongue - You find out the leif is abit more... possessive during sex if he hasn’t killed anything in awhile bloodlust is soemthing he enjoys - His appetite for blood is huge but heres a thing he loves biting yes flashing his shark like teeth but his favourite part to bite is your tummy whether you're chubby or not he loves how soft it is, how soft you are in general. - Which means he also loves your thighs often laying his head on your thighs or stomach THIS INCLUDES EATING YOU OUT/SUCKING YOU OFF - Man will enjoy overstimulating you leaving marks and grinning like a maniac - Aftercare? whats that when you tell him he grumbled and cuddles you before he goes take care of you in the human way - when he's lazy though? nah just use magic though he enjoys when you kiss his cheek after and his horns too right after which makes him grin again... yeah no your fucked

Noi Smut headcannons

- "Noi is submissive noi is sweet" YEAH SURE BUT AT THE SAME TIME NAH I BET YOU THAT HE'D PAMPER YOU BEFORE AND ASK IF IT'S ALRIGHT BUT RIGHT AFTER HE GETS SO INTO IT THAT YOUR IN BLISS - I don't care if everyone babies him yes he's a good and complex character but OH SHIT HOW HE DOES EVERYTHING CORRECTLY - He'd be stiff at first not getting how to do human courting - Once he gets the hand of it he's kissing you pampering you and teasing your entrance with two of his slender fingers.  - He would finger fuck you slow and would grin at how your face shifts, and when you start making noises he would speed up - Loves how your eyes roll back and drooling Fav position that you showed him? well he loved missionary it's basic but thats the one he learnt first

- He would grab both your legs over his shoulders to start with while he looks at your fucked up face - Fav body parts is probs your man tits/boobs - The fact that they fit just right inside his hands is just perfect to him

- Aftercare he'd do it properly and smile at you happily thanking you for accepting his courting and being with him

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[short-for-jules]

[alieune]

trying to figure out how to draw the gang in my style

commissions open !

[carapaced]

I’m putting “mansplaining” on a shelf with the other terms the internet isn’t allowed to have anymore like trigger and gaslight. Mansplaining is a specific phenomenon that happens within certain contexts and I feel it’s just been turned into “any conversation that’s mildly annoying you are having with someone who happens to be a man/masculine.”

[greykolla-art]

My favourite thing about Alastor is his hoard of gal pals!

He’s just a cool and charming dude that women feel comfortable around…And is also a power hungry eldritch horror.👌👌👌

[gondwana]

Nine inch nails is so funny because its music about how you're the most sick and twisted jokerbastard on earth but he's like definitely just talking about being bisexual and submissive

[likesomeoneinlovee]

𝐋𝐨𝐜𝐤𝐣𝐚𝐰

Pairing: Joel Miller x f!reader

Word count: 2k

Summary: A frustration fueled Joel comes back from scouting with a very prominent issue.

Warnings: PORN NO PLOT. Teasing, thigh riding, throat-fucking, oral m!receiving, Joel calls himself daddy (my bad 😵‍💫), pussy & dick pronouns my absolute love.

A/N: this was all written within the span of an hour so my bad, this is what ovulation does to a bitch.

Home alone. For three whole hours.

Joel went out scouting.

Your eyes that whole time had been staring holes into the floral wallpaper of the flat, without much to do -or, more realistically without the man you’ve been thinking about doing all fuckin’ day. It was a draining experience. Your fingernails peeling up the flesh of your thighs as you sunk further, deeper into his living room couch. It smelled like him. The musky scent he wore all seeped into the upholster.

The sound of the front door’s lock clicking once he had inserted the key made your ears perk, hours of listening to your own heartbeat the time you weren’t desperately trying to stimulate your accumulating thoughts about him. The touch, the feeling of his body that you’ve only felt one whole time in which you had never gotten it off your brain. Thick fingers running along the puffy, sopped folds of your pussy, stretching you. Running his free, spit slicked palm over and all the way down his cock to get himself ready. The feeling of his girth forcing into your hole.

You’d never forget.

The door would creak open before you locked onto him. A thick hand wrapped around one of the straps of his supply bag before he dropped it onto the ground next to the door, a long exasperated sigh escaping past his parted lips. Running thick fingers through the greying curls on his head.

“Fuck.”

Cursing, Joel would walk past you and to the kitchen, opening the first cupboard which to his luck had some booze in it. A stale, half empty bottle of said booze. Popping the cap off, taking a swig.

Finding it difficult to look away while the man did something as simple as drink, the sight of his Adam’s apple bobbing up and down his throat as the bready liquid moved down the pharynx.

Satisfied from the liquid quenching his thirst he walked back over to the couch, sitting down directly next to you, his thigh touching yours. Hadn’t been able to notice earlier whether it was the angle or how fast he walked through the house, his cock was writhing tightly against his jeans. Sunrays shone through the windows, curtains open. Yellow hued light outlining the bulge. Clearly he had been like this for a while. His worn palms running down his face.

Your lips parted, tongue tied by the sight. It was a test, surely.

With little-to-none resistance your hand reached out to place on his thigh, one of your fingers would stretch to touch the curve sticking out in his jeans, the pad of your index hardly applying any pressure before tracing his dick, watching it jump before you felt Joel’s hand grab your wrist.

“All day- All fuckin’ mornin’, baby.”

Fingers twisting over the skin on your arm, another twitch from his cock would draw in your attention. He’s been waiting.

“You didn’t have to come all the way back here. You have a hand.”

Stating as if there wasn’t a pool of your own slick in the middle of the lace underwear you had only dug through your drawer to find earlier in the day. On your mind all day was this very moment, you had been counting every tick from the clock as you waited for him to walk into the room and fuck your face.

“I swear to fuckin’—“

His legs spread open over the cushion, tapping his boot against the hardwood. Impatient.

To reiterate again, waiting all fucking day. Now with you here the thought of waiting another second had him struggling. Wearing loose boyshorts around your hips as you sat there he’d lean over you, hooking his finger to the hem before yanking them off those pretty legs. A palm he had placed on your low stomach now sliding til his hand was underneath the white, lace panties he oh-so-loved. His tall finger slipped past your clit, into your swollen slit. You’d mewl.

Soaked.

“Knew it.”

He yanked you onto his thigh, moving his hand down to your ass, squeezing, fat spilling between his fingers. Luckily his second hand had been lazily resting at his side now had a purpose, up your back and to the back of your head to hold onto your hair. His lips slamming into yours. No mercy behind the kiss.

Your hips began rolling at a quick pace, your cunt slowly coming un-covered with every thrust down into his jean clad thigh. His tall finger finding his way back to your hole beneath your underwear, tracing it with his thick digit. Pulling his lips back from yours with a wet smack.

“She’s fuckin’ droolin’.”

He’d drawl, to no avail you’d try to force that finger into you by a buck of your hips downward. Thus, he’d withdraw. A reward game, you’ll earn his fingers later.

One more long grind down into his thigh that’d surely serve you a friction burn later and you were off his leg. Dropping onto your knees in front of his lap. You’d swear you’ve only dreamt of being in a position like this. Your smaller hands started at his calves before resting on his thighs. His coffee eyes staring into yours.

He wouldn’t waste precious time now, unbuckling his belt to toss it away. Unzipping his jeans to shove them to his upper thighs, the last article of suffrage being his boxers, a dark wet spot painfully obvious on the grey cotton. He’d tug on the elastic that rimmed the top before tugging his briefs to his upper thighs, with the quick pull his cock sprung up slapping against his tummy.

His shaft was turning red. Tip pulsating. His thumb ran down to spread the bead of precum over him, laminating the dark pink bulb til’ it looked like glass. A flutter in your stomach at the sight.

“Stick your tongue out.” He’d just barely manage to groan.

Control now gained with his fingers wrapped around his base. Your knees now hitting the base of the couch, it was as close as you could get. Obeying the commands you opened your mouth, your pink, saliva slicken tongue sticking out.

His cock slapped against your tongue, driving it into your wet hole with his free hand as his other worked into your hair, his fingers forming an O around your thick locks as a makeshift hair tie. Though, you’d find this was better.

He was fuckin’ big. Even taking him into your pussy didn’t do him justice, only truly able to fit him halfway into your small mouth.

It wouldn’t be enough for him.

His hips would buck forward, his cockhead hitting the back of your throat. Involuntarily your throat would clench - teetering the lines of a gag and a spasm of your muscles. Though, your eyes began to gloss over.

The knot in your pelvis tightened while Joel craned his neck back against the back of the couch letting out a long, rough groan. Such a tough girl, he’d figure a few good thrusts wouldn’t be the thing that’d ruin you.

Another buck of his hips sent a wrack through his body, fucking his thick cock into your throat. Your drool dribbling down his shaft. Your eyes hadn’t unlocked with his own ‘less they were going to roll back into your skull with every hit to the very back of your tongue. A moan bubbled up from your tightened throat, vibrating up the thick length of his dick. You could taste how his vein would throb and pulsate against your cheek. No doubt he was close.

With your mouth managing to take every. Last. Inch. Of him so deeply. There was no way he could last.

Your own thighs would clench together as your eyes finally took a break from straining upwards to now clenching shut. Your juices collecting all in the middle of your panties. Your clit throbbing excruciatingly hard. You knew better than to touch yourself. Focusing and giving your body up to the task at hand.

Joel’s breaths turning into deep pants. His balls tightening, drawing up. Though he had a better idea than just cumming straight on the spot despite that just being the thing he’s been pining for all fucking day. Tugging on the hair falling between his fist he pulled your head back, his cock extruding from your mouth with an audible, wet ‘pop!’ sound. Glossy eyes gazed into his as his flickered down to his cock, jumping straight up once released from your mouth one big mess of his precum mixing with your salivation.

“Makin’ such a mess of him, huh?” He’d grunt. Completely gawked by the sight. “Such a fuckin’ mess of daddy’s cock.”

You could’ve sworn this man was giving your pussy a heartbeat.

Before you could give any sort of catty response his cock was shoved back into your mouth, giving you no time to readjust, to get used to the feeling of his burning tip knocking at the back of your throat. Managing by the grace of God to stowaway your gag reflex seemingly just for the evening. His pace slowing, beginning to get sloppy quicker. You’d have a lot to say if you didn’t have a mouthful. Though, deep down you knew that your unhealthily cock-drunk brain would be unable to formulate a coherent sentence. One with both sense and grace.

“Just. Like. That.” He punctuated.

Thrusting deeper til your nose was bobbing up and down against his pelvis. Nuzzling into the scent that came within the dense thicket of greying, wiry hairs. All curled around and crowing his base. You felt the thick vein that traveled all the way down the girth of his dick pulsate against your overstuffed cheek. A whine from you would only shake up his shaft. His tummy tightening up, hips spasming. Another violent thrust to the back of your tongue those built up tears to freely fall down your cheeks.

Again.

Sliding his cock from your lips to shove it back in again. Every time taking the split second to admire all that drool dripping down the line of his strained cock.

“Fuck! Baby—“ Absolutely strained.

He’d throw his head back, bumping it against the back of the couch as he let out a long, throaty moan. He pulled out of your mouth, the overused motion you’ve grown so very accustomed to, though this time your tongue stayed out, perfectly so as he was able to paint the pink muscle with hot, thick ropes of cum. Pumping his fist over his cock as ropes of semem shoot down your tongue and straight to the back of your throat. Painting his own perfect masterpiece on the fleshy canvas of your mouth.

Swallowing every last droplet as if it were liquid gold.

His stomach rose and fell heavily with each breath, his hand reached out to grab your chin, the pad of his thumb pressing down on your glossy bottom lip. Every. Last. Drop. Though, he just had to make sure.

“That’s what I like to see, babygirl.” He’d praise. Lazily tugging up his boxers so he could conceal his freshly mouth-fucked cock, concealing with another layer courtesy of his unzipped jeans. Sure, you finished him the fuck off but that didn’t mean he was gonna soften up anytime soon.

You’d just hardly make it back onto your trembling legs as you looked at him, panties slid to the side from unconsciously grinding against the cold, wooden floors. A droplet of that warm, glue-like slick trickling down your inner thigh once you stood up. Joel’s eyes followed the stray tear.

“Goddamn, baby. Lemme take care of that for you.”

That’s what you like to hear.

Standing up from the couch with a long grunt he’d lift you off of your feet, carrying you straight to his bed. Soon enough he’d be two knuckles deep into your aching pussy, giving you all that sweet pleasure you so deserved after earning it so fuckin’ well.

[disgracefulthings]

Luo Bingge: Mobei-Jun, I'm getting married and I want you to be my best man

Mobei-Jun: No.

Luo Bingge: What?! Why?!

Mobei-Jun: This is the 602nd time you've been married, and I'm sick of being your best man. Each time you want me to make a speech about you, I don't know what to say that I haven't already. "Oh the last time I saw Lord Luo he didn't have 602 wives, but now he does". I'm done, I'm never going to another wedding again

Luo Bingge: Fine! I'll go find someone else to be my best man!

Mobei-Jun: Good luck finding a man that you haven't already killed

Luo Bingge: Well, maybe I think gender roles are bullshit and I'll ask a woman!

Mobei-Jun: ...Good luck finding a woman that you wouldn't immediately marry

Luo Bingge: Fuck you!

[nim-rambles]

CONFESSION!!

“…you like me? Tough shit..” He muttered under his breath as his cheeks turned pink.

“I guess we could give it a try…” He said to you, a hand on your shoulder.

-Wanderer, Katsuki Bakugo, Dabi, Michael Afton(Teen), Sanemi Shinazugawa, Iguro Obanai, Tyler Hernandez, Muichiro Tokito(Before S3). /+Your Favourites

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[usernose]

Guys, please hear me out on this one

Jung-Bae can be Fiddleford

[animeglitch]

[brights-place]

Hii! If it’s okay, could I please request some hcs of Leif from MID with a motherly s/o?

The reader doesn’t have to be female, I just think that he deserves a nurturing partner after all that childhood trauma

Lief X Motherly! Reader

Pairings: Leif X Reader

Warnings: Fluff, Some angsty shit, mentions of Murder, Cursing A/N: Dude I can't agree more that Lief deserves someone to nurture him LIKE OMLLLLLLLLL! this man when Rhys and him had the argument and leif said "your not the only one who tells me that" I was so shocked - Leif had like a really SHITTY PAST DUDE - You were Ava's neighbor so you wanted to greet her the day after her interview - So having you be there makes him so confused how could you handle him? how could you handle his personality - Leif is a bit feisty but also very bold when it comes to things and leif can be shown to be slightly challenging and quick to assume things such as him instantly assuming Ava your BFF was dead when she was found to be unconscious. - Leif was shown to be dangerous as shown by the many threats towards Ava's life... yet you showed cared for him? you wrapped up him whenever he got hurt and would scold him - He first got pissed at you and thought you were challenging him on his healing abilities - but you were showing him kindness which most daemos find weak - You took care of Ava properly and made sure she was fine and all the daemos men called you Ava's head Lady in Waiting  - You were there in the morning helped and fixed her place as you took care of her. Ava saw you as a mother figure yes she has her own parents but having you was nice - You cared for her and showed her motherly attention and when you tried to show the other daemos that care - Violent tendencies come to him so he pulls out his sickles and would try to charge at someone so you have to restrain him the most and he gets pissy

- When Leif came across you he was immediately struck by your warm and comforting presence. - When someone gets your attention he gets defensive and would try get your attention back onto him - he has abandonment issues so he likes to be by your side but he doesn't speak up about it at all for example Ava was explaining how to put on the clothes for the others - You know how he likes poking ava with you its even worse he pokes but sometimes likes to touch diffrent parts of your bodies randomly. You could be washing dishes and he would pop up behind you touching your waist an then try to scold him but he's always far away - Even as a healer he finds it annoying how you try to patch him up - He likes to sharpen his sickles and shows it off to you as you just make sure he is alright - He likes to talk about him being a ex-assassin and flezes it as you tell him how cruel it was as he just stares at you - Believe it or not Leif respects you more than anyone in this world aka earth I mean- have you seen yourself? but he says he doesn't respect anyone - The group saw you punch a guy who tried to touch you and ava inappropriately due to being drunk the guy passed out with a singular punch - You gained their respect but when leif tried to join in on punching the male you dragged his ass away - he started to like you after awhile and would flirtatiously threaten you as you scold him like always which he enjoys - He smirks alot and I mean alot but he enjoys staring at you when you do things - You asked him about his past and he was hesitant and you apologized and told him when he was ready he told you anyway as you frowned telling him that he didn't deserve that -  you soon pointed out to him that distracting himself from his trauma by focusing all of his energy into his work killing started to become recreational for him as it was the only mechanism that could relieve emotional pain. - he became so dependent on bloodshed to keep him mentally stable almost as if it were an addiction - Leif would look away and scoff and tries to tell you off as you deadpan at him with an look 'Bro I know' - You give him ideas on how to relax himself as you give him plants for him to take care of due to noticing when you brought a plant to give to Ava he wouldn't stop staring at it - So you give him these plants to look after and explain they need light and water - He flexes it and says it was 'special' cause he tried to repeat all the facts you say about them so he seems smart - so when he watched one die after a couple of days he freaks out and rushes to ava demanding her to summon you cause you weren't there due to you being at work - You got off work and explained to Leif that it died due to not being taken care of so he makes sure to ask if he's doing stuff correctly which makes you confused how he is so calm - He has a short patience and would go off at a moment not like Asch but still has a short temper - threatens Ava for him to hangout at your apartment whenever you try to leave as Ava panics as you tell Leif to stop - You tell him that your just next door and come by whenever and he starts becoming an annoying pest - Ava would drag Leif to your place as others complain as Ava tells them to shut up as Ava knocks on your door as you open the door with a tired look wearing a face mask and your Pajamas wearing duck slippers and baggy sweatpants and a white shirt with a goose holding a knife in its mouth with bubbly words 'Peace was never the option' above it as Leif smirked at you.

- A sigh past your lips as Ava left to go to bed and leif entereed your apartment as you motioned for him to sleep on your bed as you were heading to the couch - This mother fucker decided to pull you into the bed and tell you to just sleep here as you warn him if he breaks anything your gonna tell ava - You fell asleep drooling onto bed unaware the leif clinged onto you enjoying the warmth you shared - it was weird how someone as caring and nurturing as you were caring for a blood thirsty ex-assassin - In the moments that you both have interacted with each other Leif felt something that he hadn't in a long time... Comfort

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[c0ffeejelly1]

when its their first time

Multiple character headcannons

Authors note: NSFW content! m!receiving! this was going to be AOT based but i changed my mind hahahahahahahha. ill make a second part

Summary: they’re virgins and you want a piece of that meat.

MEN who can only fantasise about feeling your touch, longing for your presence, your body, everything about you that just captivates him, yet the same man who can't silence the insecurities that swirl chaotically in his mind. He’s dreamed of the point in your relationship where he would finally take the initiative, acting as the man he believes he should be, though those aspirations remain mere fantasies as he hesitates to seize any opportunity given. He’s still a virgin y'know?

MEN who are shocked yet turned on at your sudden assertiveness one day, taking the lead and pushing him onto the couch just to complain how you've had enough of his ‘innocent act’, “W-what are you talking about?...”. He curses at himself with how vulnerable he sounds, the deep crimson hue spreading across his cheeks as he looks at you with docile eyes, your face radiating determination. Shit you were hot.

MEN whose head recline against the couch, eyes squinted and dazed, his mouth slightly ajar with babbles of “thank you” and noises he never knew he could make falling out, maintaining a firm but gentle hold on your head while you explore him in the most pleasurable manner. He's only dreamed of moments like this and now they're coming true, “I really don't deserve you…”

MEN when they're finally close to cumming who beg and beg for you to stop before he makes a mess on your face, only for you to focus on his leaking tip  prompting his cock to twitch and a soft whimper leave his lips. “F-fuck…its too good…” You were so evil.

MEN who can’t stop the crack in their voice when they finally reach their peak, whining your name like a prayer over and over again, his brows furrowed up in such an erotic way you've never seen before as spurts of cum spill from his hot tip, “Don't stop baby- please dont stop..”

MEN who after experiencing the sensation of your touch, crave even more. More of the pleasure you give to him, sadly, his body is already tired out. So much for having an impressive physique, if he lacks the stamina to fully express it like the virgin he still is. But he can promise you this, next time he’ll make sure to reciprocate your actions.

characters: REIGEN, serizawa, GIYUU, REINER, armin, nishinoya, HINATA, kageyama, BOKUTO, Tendou, CHOSO, gojo, MAMMON, leviathan, ITTO, LAIOS, rafayel

[revolmp3]

This is not a normal way to talk about people btw

[bluukive]

MDNI

Horndog!Toji, who's got an obsession with your underwear, especially when you aren't around to help him out.

Horndog!Toji, who fishes out your used panties from the laundry basket without any shame. He's got a whole stash hidden from your sight and feigns ignorance when you ask him where they've all gone.

Horndog!Toji, who's not bothered by the type of panties he's stealing. Those baggy ones that can double as a parachute? That lace pair you save for date night? It doesn't matter. It's ending up around his cọck regardless.

Horndog!Toji, who's burying his face into the soft fabric that smells undoubtedly like you. His eyes grow lidded, and his mind goes hazy as he reminisces specifically about how your pụssy felt on his face last night.

Horndog!Toji, who 'accidentally' lets his tongue slip out so he can dampen the fabric with his tongue. Since you aren't available, he settles with the next best thing.

Horndog!Toji, who ends up dragging your panties down to his twitching cọck once he's locked himself in the privacy of your shared bedroom. He huffs out a short laugh in a brief moment of self-awareness, admiring how much bigger his cọck is compared to your underwear.

Horndog!Toji, who's rubbing the head of his cọck with the part of your panties your pụssy smothered mere hours ago. It's as close to you as Toji can get. He soaks it with his pre-cụm, lower lip caught between his teeth as he grunts lowly at the sight.

Horndog!Toji, who's eventually hunched over, one hand gripping the sheets below him as he fists his cọck into your panties. Sweat creates a light sheen over Toji's tensed, muscular body as he lets his lips fall open.

Horndog!Toji, who's digging a knee into the mattress whilst bucking his hips erratically into the stretched-out fabric of your panties. He rolls his hips in tandem with the focused pumps of his fist, brows furrowed in ecstasy.

Horndog!Toji, who's mostly silent. He prefers to listen to the wet sound of your panties sliding up and down his cọck, lathering it with his own release once he fụcks his cọck into the pretty cotton for a final time.

Horndog!Toji, who may have left the bedroom door unlocked on purpose, just so that you could walk in on the sight of him still borderline making love to your ruined underwear.

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