#flutter-leak-prevention

[flutteragency]

This guide will teach you how to identify, prevent, and resolve memory leaks in Flutter applications with this easy-to-follow guide.

[yasministration]

hands full - harry potter

summary: sex with harry potter makes you lose your ability to think, even when his mother is speaking to him on the other side of the locked door. 1.3k words of basically pure filth. porn and no plot. cw: almost getting caught? kind of? concussions and interruptions au - can be read as a standalone

The oxygen in the room was heavy, barely making its way into your lungs with every slow shove of his pelvis into yours, your skin dragging upwards in a pinch with the force of Harry’s moving hips, rolling over the bones of yours with bruising potential. Moans were fluidly tumbling out of your lips, like a chant, a prayer of some sort that no one could prevent.

Harry’s hair tickled the skin of your neck, his hot breath pulsating against the layer of sweat coating you. He murmured sweet words, lips brushing the shell of your ear. It was half for himself, half for you. “Oh, you’re doing so good for me, sweetheart,” That one got a particularly loud keen from your, your hips bucking up to meet his as you clenched around his cock. “My perfect girl” He added with a moan.

“You feel so good.” You whimpered with your own praise, nails dragging across the wet skin of his back. His muscles contracted under your harsh touch, everything else about the situation so sweet and gentle. One of Harry’s big hands reached down to curl underneath your thigh, pulling it up to mirror your other leg, folded up with your foot flat against the sheets. He manhandled your limbs, spreading your legs wider for him to reach deeper crevices of your cunt, constantly leaking around his erection to encourage his movements.

Harry didn’t pry anything out of you; one glance your way had him confirming that you were too deep in pleasure to respond to anything he had to say. A particularly loud moan flew between your lips, Harry’s cock reaching just that much further into you, nearing your cervix. Harry groaned as your hand snaked into his hair, massaging his scalp. His eyes rolled to the back of his head, though he continued to lazily thrust into you.

The atmosphere in the room completely stilled for a moment, both of you pausing to ensure you heard the same thing - a knock on the door.

“Harry, you in here?”

Harry rose off you, and his cock plunged further into you. You bit your lip, a noise of pleasure vibrating in your throat at the feeling. Your boyfriend’s eyes widened, and he pressed a strong hand over your mouth, shooting you a panicked look. “Yeah mum! In here!” Harry shut his eyes briefly, pulling his hips out again at a sluggish pace, but he saw the effect it had on you when his eyes fluttered open again; head digging into the pillow, your mouth parting beneath the palm of his hand.

“Is y/n here?” She asked, pressing her ear to the door to hear your responses from inside. Harry gasped quietly, inhaling deeply as he pushed back into you, calling out “Yeah, she’s here!” Giving you a pointed look, Harry withdrew his hand from over your mouth, and you gripped his wrist to ground you, saying loudly “Hi!” It was all you could muster.

The door handle rattled as Lily Potter tried entering her son’s room, eyebrows furrowing when it didn’t open. “Well, let me come in and say hi!” Harry’s hand returned to your mouth as he leaned his weight on you again, praying that his mum would get the hint and go away. “I can’t open the door, my hands are full!”

“Let y/n open the door then.” Oh, she was clueless. Harry groaned, a mix of pleasure and frustration. He saw your eyes widen in shock, one of your hands over the one he had on your mouth, keeping him in place. You shook your head as well as you could. Harry huffed into the crook of your neck. “Mum,” He began with an obviously annoyed whine, “She can’t open the door, her hands are also full.”

The startled “Oh” that came from the other side of the door was barely audible to you, because Harry had decided to silence himself by sucking on the skin of your neck. Unfortunately for you, it just made it more difficult to stay quiet, your hips twitching upwards at the added friction. Harry kept an ear out for his mother’s subsiding footsteps before finally whispering filthily “Yeah baby, I know you want to cum.” And luckily for you, he removed the hand from your mouth — now coated with saliva — and used two fingers to rub harsh circles on your clit, immediately making your legs twitch around his torso.

“Can you try being quiet?” He peeked up from the dark crook of your neck where he was hidden, grinning when you nodded quickly, eyebrows furrowed as you chewed on your bottom lip, trying your best not to make any noises. Your breathing was heavy, and your hands moved to grasp each of Harry’s biceps, nails digging into his supple skin as he continued working you towards your orgasm.

“Harry” You whined, trying to turn your face towards him, trying to communicate to him that you were close. “Oh, I know baby, I know.” He whispered, separating his lips from your neck to bring you into a kiss. You gasped loudly, back arching off the mattress, pushing your chest into his as one of your hands returned to grip his hair, pushing him further into the kiss. Harry’s cock twitched inside you and you were grateful to know you weren’t the only one nearing your orgasm.

Harry forced his tongue into your mouth, tongue gliding against yours. Your brain took too long to communicate with your body from the exhaustion, and you were barely able to kiss him back, but Harry took control of the messy kiss, revelling in the rare sloppiness you kissed him with. Fuck, he was turned on by merely knowing the effect he had on you.

“Gonna cum, Harry.” You warned in a shaky whisper, tilting your head back to make space between your lips and Harry’s. “Cum for me, baby.” His rough fingertips on your clit drove you past the edge, body stiffening in a storm of white-hot pleasure, washing over you with a force you couldn’t explain if you tried. But now, you submitted to the pleasure of your orgasm, hearing Harry’s guttural moan in your ear as his head dropped down to rest on your shoulder, cock driving into you to the hilt, his entire body freezing with the exception of his hips, stuttering into you while he emptied his load into you.

“I love you.” Harry moaned loudly, his body going limp on top of yours, chest to chest with you as your legs fell flat on the bed around his torso. It took you a while to come back to your senses, fingers brushing Harry’s hair away from his face as you finally replied “I love you too.” Your boyfriend’s cheeks flushed hotly at the realisation that he had admitted to loving you balls-deep inside you. It wasn’t the first time he’d said it, but the hundreds of other times these three important words had been said were all while fully sober, not drunk on pussy.

“I need to go say hi to your mum.” At the mention of his mother, Harry felt his cock soften inside you, and he pulled out with a groan, flopping next to you on the bed. You turned your head to the side, pressing a kiss on Harry’s cheek before struggling out of bed. “I’m gonna take a quick shower, then go say hello.”

Harry perked up, pushing himself up on his elbows, his gaze following your naked body across his room. “Shower?” He repeated, a silent question lingering in the air. You rolled your eyes playfully, a smile tugging at your lips as you opened the door to his bathroom. “Yes, you can join.”

Harry scrambled up, leaping over the other side of his bed so he could catch up to you before you shut the bathroom door in his face.

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[crimsonbubble]

Scorched Tangerines

cw. nsfw, afab!reader, kinda mean dom joong, pussy drunk joong, joong is kinda pervy in this, voyeurism, recording, fingering, cum play, phone sex (of sorts), overstimulation, breeding kink, creampie *not proofread, just pure horny

[full fic vers of this :D]

Hongjoong knew he was gonna get an earful once the others found out where you were but right now, he doesn’t care, and neither should you.

The only thing he needed to focus on was slipping another condom on. He eyed the condoms he had pulled off in your earlier endeavours, feeling his cock throb as he recalled the way you begged for him. The condoms prevented him from giving you what you wanted, a dull heat burning in his legs as he denied you what you truly wanted.

Even with the thin latex of the condom, he can feel the heat of your wet cunt. Your body shook with each punishing twitch of his hips. Your body only got hotter as Hongjoong came inside the condom again. You whined as you pushed your hips back against him, pulsing around his cock. Hongjoong stilled your hips, pulling and tying off the condom and adding it to the slowly growing pile of used condoms.

Hongjoong caressed your hips softly, pressing a kiss to the base of your spine. He pressed his fingers against your throbbing cunt, gently scissoring you open. He kept a firm hand on your ass, bringing you to another orgasm as he continued to curl his fingers against your sweet spot. Hongjoong spread his fingers apart, watching how your pretty hole stretched for him. He chuckled as he listened to you whine, wiggling your hips in an attempt to get him back inside you.

“You want it, pretty girl? Yea? Want me to cum in my baby’s pretty cunt, huh?” Hongjoong sat behind you, eyes flickering between your pulsing cunt and the tied-up condoms. You hiccuped through your sensitivity, peeking over your shoulder when you heard him rustling around. Hongjoong pressed against your back, deepening your arch.

Hongjoong carefully unties the used condoms, peeking up at you as you shift in anticipation. He pressed a chaste kiss to your clit before he did something he has dreamed of just a few nights prior. Hongjoong pressed the opening of the condom into your fluttering cunt. You let out a startled gasp, uselessly clenching around the globs of cum being poured into your cunt.

Hongjoong emptied the other two condoms into your acing cunt. Hongjoong grabbed his phone from under the mangled sheets. He recorded the lewd sight of your sore cunt full of his cum, slowly fingering you again, making sure to capture the way his cum leaked out of you. He zoomed in on the way his cum coated your swollen pussy, taking his fingers out to spread your folds. He gently traced his fingers over your clit, smiling in satisfaction from behind the camera.

He plunged his fingers back into your cunt, missing your sweet spot on purpose. He quietly sent the video to the group chat with the other members, tossing the phone aside for now. Hongjoong sat up on his knees, tapping his leaking tip against your twitching clit. He wasted no time in pinning your hips down to the bed, drilling his hips into at speeds that you didn’t think a man could go.

Hongjoong felt his phone vibrate against his leg, snatching it up with a triumphant smirk on his face. Hongjoong pressed himself against your back, tucking a hand under your body and pressing against your chin, lifting your head out of the pillows right as he accepted the video call. All of their complaints died in their throat as they took in the look of your fucked out face, drowning in euphoria as Hongjoong split you open on his cock, “C’mon baby, show them how pretty you look taking my cock.”

Mumbled nonsense poured out of you as he pushed your hips against the mattress for more leverage. You tried to look into the camera but unshed tears blurred your vision. Hongjoong angled his hips up, a loud groan leaving his lips as your cunt clamped down around him. His brain went fuzzy as he finally gave you what you have been craving. Your body shuddered as more wetness continued to gush out of you.

Hongjoong pulled out, his chest heaving as a wicked smirk spread across his face. He grabbed the phone, flipping the camera to show the way your pussy soaked the sheets under you. You felt lightheaded and floaty as your sore cunt continued to pulsate and throb. Your eyes fluttered as Hongjoong parted your folds again, showing off the way more cum leaks out of you.

You don’t know when Hongjoong cut the call but you do know that you woke up halfway through the cleanup of the mess you two made. You gawked at the sheets, eyeing the puddle of cum under you and the soaked sheets. “Didn’t know you could do that, princess. But now the others are gonna want it too.”

[divinecrimson]

KNOW THAT IT AINT REAL CHERRY?- (candy) Doja cat

WARNINGS- smut vaginal sex, intimate, rough sex, private sex, mentions of menacing comparison, squirting, mocking, teasing, mentions of violence (slapping, eating/ devour)

JJK HEADCANNONS (MDNI)

Based off of these two Twitter links 1 2

“Mmmh baby” you moaned, thighs flexing on his shoulders. Every single back and forth drive of his perfectly toned hips sent your pretty cunt into a spiral. Clenching, leaking, even screaming out his name in wet gushy sounds.

“Fuckk right there~” he chuckled at your announcement. His sculpted pecs vibrating. You were telling him like he didn’t know. Like he couldn’t feel the difference in texture inside your pussy. The soft but hard part of your pussy.

“Mmh right…here?” He asked slamming inside, his abs tensing with the sheer force of his cock driving into every, single, corner of your pussy. You just couldn’t take it anymore.

As if your hips had a mind of its own, you scooted a little, the pleasure spiking up your legs. Like a jolt of fire coursing from your core to your toes. “T-too muc-!” Within a second, his pulled you back by your legs slamming you onto his cock like a bowling ball to a pin.

“You said you could take it, what’s going on now hmm?” His free hand reached up to press down on the middle of your pelvis, right below your bellybutton. “Feel me?” And you would nod, make a noise, even shudder to let him know that you indeed, did feel him but you couldn’t.

His big warm hand pressing down a little harder this time, the heat from his hand tickling your body gently.

“Mmhph-!” The utterly menacing smile that crossed his face could only be summed up to a pause. The air felt thick, he seemed like he would eat you up. He was in many ways but more so in a way that would leave you jerking.

“Ohhhh” you gasped when he spread your left leg to the side keeping your right on his shoulder, his fat tip hitting the edge of your cervix. “Oh?” The corner of his lips turning into a small smirk. He let out a noise of approval, his hips rolling perfectly as he looked down at you. His hair slightly covering his face.

He just loves to mock your little noises, he did it very well too. Ruining you for anyone else. “I’m gonna- c!” Just then his cock twitched, thighs flexing with the urge to hold back and watch you lose yourself in your orgasm. To see his gorgeous girl cum on his fat cock.

To watch that gushy pussy smear juices only you could make on his pretty dick. “Oh really? You gone cum for me..baby?” You should slap him. You wanted to.

There were so many reasons why. He was digging your pussy out like a groundhog to a hole. That stupid smirk on his face as he taunted you. The dumb way he made sure his cock rubbed the upper walls of your velvet pussy knowing he was gonna make you squirt.

Endless possibilities on just how much he was ruining you. “Shitttt” you almost missed the ways his eyes seemed dazed, like he was trying to prevent them from going crossed. “There you go, good job”

Before you could stop it, your walls fluttered, hands reaching up to hold onto his shoulders as you came. “Take it.” The shocks firing up your body causing you to grip his cock, making sure he couldn’t run. “Ugh-! Yessss!”

He knew this would be a long night, no other person made his cock feel like it was going to melt off. “We ain’t done.”

[kingkatsuki]

Thinking about Bakugou fucking you with one of those lovense vibes inside you and he can’t handle the vibrations and cums instantly😩

This has been in my drafts for so long I don’t even remember writing it.

Warnings: 18+, toys.

“Aww, you poor baby,” Bakugou practically sneers as his thumb glides against his phone screen, “Is it too much?”

Even without the intense vibrations humming inside you, the sight in front of you may have been enough to have you wondering whether you’d reached the pearly gates. His heavy cock hangs low, the tip tinted a violent crimson as it leaks glistening beads of pre. Sat back on his haunches between your thighs for the perfect view of the new tiny pink vibrator that sat nestled against your g-spot.

“Fuck,” Your voice echoes much like the vibrations that pulse inside you while Bakugou controls the power, a conniving grin spread across his cheeks as he presses a calloused thumb against your puffy clit. The sudden movement has you jolting as your thighs try to clamp shut, the hulking wall of muscle you call your boyfriend is enough to prevent it as he begins pressing taut circles against the sensitive bud, “Katsuki, I can’t.”

“That’s not what you were sayin’ earlier when you were begging me to try it,” He scoffs, ignoring your pleas as he drops the phone to focus on you, “Textin’ me at work about how desperate you were to be fucked— Please, Daddy I wanna cum.”

“I did not say that, don’t lie.” You flush at the pet name.

“Yeah, ya did,” Bakugou presses, “Thinkin’ about me bending you over while I’m out on patrol.”

The debauched rasp to his voice has your cunt clenching around the small bullet as your toes began to curl, the harsh vibrations paired with the constant attention against your clit has you woozy. It doesn’t help that he’s still got black charcoal around his eyes from where his hero mask once sat, the cloth now pushed up over his forehead to push the messy blond spikes away from his face. Barely enough time to change before you’d cornered him.

“You still with me, sweets?” Bakugou hums, squeezing the plush of your thigh with his palm.

But you can’t bring yourself to respond, the euphoria consumes you whole. Teary eyes rolling back into your skull as you succumb to the pleasure, hips bucking wildly as Bakugou’s hand follows your motions. The other moves to push against your hip to pin your body to the bed as he helps you through your climax.

“That’s it— fuck, baby. You look so hot like this.” He groans, the leaky tip of his cock streaking against your inner thigh as he hovers over you, “Didn’t even last five fuckin’ minutes.”

“Yes I did,” You huff, your palms reach down between your bodies to tug his wrist away from your cunt as the sensation becomes too overwhelming, too intense.

“Nah, you didn’t.” He scoffs, giving a playful swat to your messy folds as you mewl in response.

“You try it then, it’s a-ahh, it’s a lot.” You try to steady your breathing but it’s difficult with the consistent vibrations, enough to slur your words as Bakugou shakes his head.

“Don’t even think about it, sweetheart. You ain’t stickin’ that in my ass.” He circles his cock in a fist as he begins to jerk it languidly, his other hand stroking the soft skin of your inner thigh.

“I didn’t mean that,” You began, although the idea was now firmly planted in your head for later, “I meant fuck me—“

“What?” Bakugou’s cock twitched in his palm, “Of course I’m gonna fuck ya, baby.”

“No, I mean with the toy— inside.”

“You think I’ll fit.” He glowers, pressing the fat tip of his cock through your messy folds as he coats himself in your slick.

“It’s not that big,” You sigh, your walls pulsing around it, hungry for more, “If you think you can handle it.”

“Course I can fuckin’ handle it,” Bakugou snorts indignantly as he lines himself up with your fluttering hole, “I’ve fucked you with that wand pressed against your clit enough times—“

But you could tell from the deep, guttural whine that left his throat as his jaw went lax that this was certainly not the same. Bakugou hadn’t expected you to be so tight with a tiny bullet inside you, the vibrations strong and constant, pressing against the side of his cock. Sending a pleasurable pulse all the way down to his balls as he tries to steady himself, holding his breath which just seems to make everything worse. The sensation was intense, borderline numbing as he tried to focus on anything other than the rumble of the little pink toy against his cock.

You buck your hips, desperate for some kind of relief as you felt incredibly full, biting down on your bottom lip as you watched your boyfriend statuesque in front of you.

“Katsuki, move—” You whine, but it was too late.

“Fuckin’ shit,” The sound slips from between clenched teeth as he finally exhales, letting go of the breath he was holding as his entire body convulses. The pulsing enough to have his heavy balls emptying inside your tight cunt as he grunts in satisfaction. The lack of oxygen to his brain clouds his vision, making the orgasm even more intense as he gives a few sloppy thrusts into your tight heat as he coats your walls with his spunk. Pulling out to try and escape the powerful sensation as a few more globs of cum land on your cunt and pelvis, his messy cock still twitching from pleasure.

“I thought you said you could handle it?” You smile as you look up at the blissed out expression on Bakugou’s face, stunned that a toy had made him cum like a randy teenager, “What was that? Thirty seconds?”

Bakugou’s chest heaves as he glares down at you with furrowed brows, giving the side of your thigh a playful swat as he reaches for his cell phone. His thumb glides across the screen as he turns the vibrations to the max setting, “Let’s see how you like it huh, ya little brat.”

[tasteleeknow]

MINORS DNI. sucking on his fingers. minho's pov.

Sweet. That's how he'd describe you. His sweet girl. Even as you kneel on the floor with his fingers in your hot little mouth. Even as your eyes water from taking them a little too deep. Even as your lips glisten with spit.

He settles a little more into the couch cushions as you look up at him from your position between his knees. It's easier to spread a little more like this, adjust himself as his cock throbs in his sweats.

Then your fingers wrap around his wrist lightly, a comforting hold more than anything else. He was the one in control, pressing his fingers between your lips almost rhythmically as he prepares you to take him properly. He finds himself in a trance at a few points, fixated on the little facial expressions you make — on the way your eyes close and your nose scrunches when you're a little too eager.

And then there's your mouth. Warm, plush lips and hot little tongue getting his fingers all messy. It's the messiness he likes. His sweet girl all messy just for him.

A small sound slips from your throat, the kind of sound that makes him want to fall forward and press you into the floor. Fuck you into it. It's so fucking sweet.

"Alright?"

You blink at him, lashes fluttering. Then you nod, moist lips still wrapped around his fingers — unwilling to give them up.

Time slows in moments like these. He knows it's a memory forming; it's something he'll think about on night's you're gone, in lonely showers with the same fingers wrapped around his leaking cock.

He'll think about this. He'll remember how warm you are, how fucking warm and wet and sweet. He'll remember the little whines and whimpers as you wordlessly reassure him you love this almost as much as he does.

Then your bottom lip relaxes and your mouth is dropping open, tongue lolling out a little — the tips of his fingers resting on your slippery tongue.

"Fuck," he breathes, dragging his fingers down slowly over your bottom lip in awe.

Then he's hooking his finger under your chin and lifting your head a little more, forcing your mouth closed. You look at him in a way that stirs something heavy in his chest, like you're simply waiting for what he will do next. Trust. Love. He can't pinpoint it exactly, but it has him pressing the palm of his hand into his crotch — desperate not to spill into his pants.

It's a mistake. The moment he draws back from you — dropping his head back against the couch — you're crawling up onto his lap. He grips your hips before your get too close; before you put any pressure on his twitching cock.

"Wait," he gasps, eyes clenched tight.

You listen. Of course you do. His sweet fucking girl. He presses his wet fingers into your bare skin as he catches his breath, blindly finding the precious little sliver between your top and your underwear.

"Okay," he says eventually, blinking his eyes open as you fall over him — warm lips pressing to his neck before he can even lift his head. He savours it for a moment, the feeling of your body pressing him into the soft cushions — the wetness your lips leave on his skin.

Then he tangles his fingers in your hair and guides you away from his neck gently. He can see the mess you've made much better this close. Your lips are swollen, almost puffy. He's fucking incapable of preventing his mind from spiralling directly to how puffy your cunt looks when he's spent enough time with your legs around his head.

"You're so good," he murmurers before he's even aware of the thought crossing his mind. It's an involuntary slip of the tongue, his subconscious breaking free while he's distracted.

But then your head drops. Shy.

He tugs you forward, lifting your head and mashing his lips to yours. He's not good at words. Not when he's feeling this much. Never in the moments that fucking matter. He'd spent too long wishing it was different. Now he knows the best he can do to compensate is this: he shows you.

[holybibly]

Unholy thoughts of the day, my sweet bunnies: ATINYs can't help but notice how much hotter and fucked up Seonghwa looks in today's Lego Life, and no wonder, as his beautiful bunny baby is warming his cock in her sweet, wet mouth while sitting under his table, while Hwa desperately tries to hold back his moans and whimpers and resists the temptation to fuck your face. It would be a shame if the fans had to see this, wouldn't it?

It feels so good, you think, gently cupping your lips around the silky, wet Seonghwa's length and taking it into the enveloping warmth of your mouth, then pressing your tongue against the sweet, sensitive part of his cock just below the head. Hwa's thighs tense as you hum softly, taking his cock deeper into your throat, your eyes closing at the feel of the heavy, hot length on your tongue. You know you can easily fall asleep with him in your mouth, because it has happened before, after a hard, exhausting day when you accompanied him on his schedule.

"It's... It's so sweet, isn't it?" Seonghwa lets out a sweet gasp, immediately sinking his teeth into his plump lower lip to prevent any more vulgar, dirty sounds from escaping. He holds the little Lego figure closer to the camera so that everyone can get a better look. A hot, dark pink blush spreads across his beautiful cheeks, and he looks away shyly, causing hundreds of thousands of hearts and coos to fill the chat. Oh, if only they knew what was making their shining star blush and sigh.

"We only have a few details to do, and everything will be so beautiful. Just a few details." Seonghwa's voice is velvety and sweet, and you nod your head in understanding before returning to your previous position and smacking your lips over the head of his cock.

One of his hands slides under the table, the camera angle not allowing all to see it, as Seonghwa distracts everyone by pressing his handsome face almost tightly to the screen, almost giving the fans a heart attack. He gently buries his long fingers in your hair, caressing the soft, silky strands, and you look up at him with wet, misty, half-lidded eyes, your fluffy eyelashes fluttering, and you give him slow kitten licks over the slippery, sensitive surface of the head, dipping a little of your tongue into the leaking slit.

Seonghwa gasps again and slides dramatically down the chair, making the fans squeal and showering him with more enthusiastic praise and compliments.

"Oh, we have to try harder, right? Just like that, just a little bit more, everything should be nice and right." He mutters softly, blushing even more and lifting his hips slightly to meet the gentle caresses of your wet, tender mouth.

You pull away from him for a moment to stretch your jaw before wrapping your lips around his swollen, thick head and moving lower.

Seonghwa lets out a soft moan, immediately followed by a loud, happy scream to avoid the embarrassing situation during the broadcast and to give the fans nothing to talk about. Although, considering how fucked he looks right now, Seonghwa is sure that absolutely everyone will discuss it. His hips start to move harder to meet your mouth as he follows your leisurely rhythm. You move your head lazily up and down, letting your drool run down his hot, pulsating length and pool on his balls. Soon you're humming softly as you work him, one hand coming up to hold his shaft.

Hwa's breathing gets heavier and more ragged as he desperately tries to keep his arousal in check with all his strength, but it's so hard as your hand moves lower and you begin to stroke his balls lazily. God, he can't believe he asked you to do that.   What was he thinking when he asked you to warm his dick in your mouth during the live?

[secretlyazombi3]

leon kennedy x gn reader

๋࣭ ⭑⚝word count:  654 ๋࣭ ⭑⚝ SFW, 2nd person, hurt/comfort, no specific leon, pure fluff, tw : mention of vomiting

๋࣭ ⭑⚝ summary: leon takes care of you while you’re sick (˶ᵔ ᵕ ᵔ˶)

๋࣭ ⭑⚝ a/n: very short little oneshot - i wrote this bc im sick rn ૮(˶╥︿╥)ა . not proof read .

─── ⋆⋅☆⋅⋆ ──

“You look like hell.” Leon said as he approached you in the dark bedroom, the curtains drawn close to prevent any light from leaking in and irritating the pounding in your skull any further. 

“I feel like hell.” you mumbled in response, curling up underneath the piles of blankets you had thrown onto the bed earlier. Your voice was hoarse and scratchy from your sore throat. 

Leon sat down on the edge of the bed, looking at you with a soft expression. He gently reached out his hand and placed it against your cheek. “You’re burning up, baby.” Leon said quietly. He stayed sitting there, observing you quietly with a concerned expression, gently playing with your hair. It was soothing, you leaned into Leon’s touch. “I’ll call off work tomorrow, I wanna stay here and take care of you.” Leon stated. 

“No, don’t call off just for me, I’ll be fine.” you replied. 

“I’m not asking if I should, I’m telling you that I am going to.” 

You didn’t say anything in response. Deep down, you wanted him to stay with you, you just felt guilty making him use up his own sick days just so he could care for you. 

But you knew how stubborn Leon could be, especially about something like this. He was always worried about you, always wanting to take care of you before he ever took care of himself. He was stubborn, but selfless. He already felt guilty leaving you today when you were sick, he wanted to make up for it. 

“Just… keep resting here. I’ll take care of you.” Leon promised you, his voice soft and quiet, before leaving the room. 

Your eyes fluttered open not much later. You weren’t even trying to fall asleep, you just kept falling asleep throughout the day. Your body needed the rest. 

You heard some shuffling in the dark room and noticed Leon holding a tray as he approached you. “I just made you some soup.” Leon said quietly. 

He placed down the tray on your bedside table as he turned on the lamp. “Is that too bright for you?” he asked, not wanting to agitate your headache any further. 

You shook your head as Leon gently handed you the bowl of soup he made you. “It’ll make you feel better, I promise.” 

You looked down at the bowl of soup, not entirely sure if you could stomach it. Plus, your appetite had totally been killed, especially after throwing up this morning. 

“You need to eat something, love. Just a few bites, okay?” Leon added. 

You hesitantly took a few spoon fulls of the soup. It tasted great, you were grateful that Leon was an expert at cooking. You glanced over at Leon, noticing that he was smiling a bit seeing you eat. He liked taking care of you like this. 

Once you brought your attention back to eating, Leon gave you a quick kiss on the forehead. He was still touchy, despite you being sick. He wasn’t really worried; he had a strong immune system after years of fighting bioweapons. 

“I’m going to make a quick trip to the store, I’ll get you some medicine, just try to eat as much as you can, okay?” Leon told you, his voice softer than anything you’ve ever heard before. Now that you were sick, he was treating you like you were the most fragile flower that he needed to take care of. 

Leon returned, not much later, with a bag of groceries. He bought you some medicine that would remedy most of your symptoms - headaches, sore throat, nausea... 

Leon rested in bed next to you, holding you close to his chest, yet still gentle, as if he were scared, he was going to break you if he hugged you any tighter. “I’ll take care of you, baby. Just keep resting, I love you...” Leon whispered to you, keeping you protected in his arms.

[ermnmika]

sanemi waking up in the morning, all needy and hard. looking down at his boxers and groaning in frustration. now he has to deal with this shit first thing in the morning.

you lay there next to him, peacefully sleeping, unaware of his annoying predicament. his heart melts — he doesn't want to wake you up just because his dick needs attention. but you stir in your sleep, mumbling something inaudible and draping your leg over his waist.

he closes his eyes and bites his lip. fuck.

"babe," he shakes you gently, cursing his own weaknesses, his aching need for you. he could just jerk himself off and leave it be, but of course it has to be you. "babe, I... need a little help here."

he moves your leg away, shifting on the mattress, then slides the boxers down to his knees. he's embarrassed. disrupting your sleep for shit like this? fucking dumbass.

his aching cock throbs, leaking with precum. you flutter your eyes open, humming when you finally understand what's wrong with your lover. but you're too sleepy to actually move, too comfy to help him in ways you usually do.

you nuzzle closer, hand lazily reaching for his hardness. your eyelids are heavy, eyes closing on their own. sanemi inhales sharply when you spread the precum, your delicate fingers gliding over his veins.

"sorry..." you mumble, pecking his neck. "too sleepy."

it's him who should be apologizing. he pulls you closer, your head resting on his shoulder, and all he can think about is your hand on his cock. he bites his lip; your movements are too slow, too sloppy. he needs more.

oh, how bad he needs it.

his hips jerk upward, and soon enough he finds himself fucking your fist. you don't even have to do anything, your half-asleep state preventing you from giving him your full attention, so he does everything himself. ragged breaths and gasps escape him, whispered curses and embarrassed thoughts filling the bedroom.

he grips the sheets with his free hand, a drop of sweat trailing down his temple. his hips move in a frenzy, up and down, up and down, cock sliding in and out of your grip.

he'll have to apologize to you later. and bring you breakfast in bed. but now he will cum all over his shirt and your hand, covering his face in shame.

[garden0fyves]

welcome home ♡ yuuta okkotsu

based on this ask! unedited!

having sex with sub!yuuta is so…perfect. yuuta’s always so pliant and cooperative, all teary-eyed as he watched your every move. he can’t help himself. you’re so sweet to him and so, so patient. before now, he’d never been fucked properly. never been taken care of the way you take care of him. he’s never been broken down and put back together all in one night, then loved so so sweetly after.

yuuta’s big blue eyes meet yours as you pepper kisses down his bare chest. your hands slide gently down his chest as you go, his already-hard cock pressing against your chest just slightly. he whispers your name softly—timidly. like you’d pull away if he spoke too loud. “please, i need it.” it’s hard to deny him when he’s speaking so softly and begging so sweetly. you know he actually does need this, given he’s been working harder to take up teaching.

you look up at your boyfriend through your lashes, watching him carefully as your tongue wraps around his nipple. your fingers rub at the other one, manicured nails pinching at his flesh just slightly. yuuta’s back arches, pretty eye fluttering closed. his lips part to allow a soft moan to pass them. “don’t tease..” he trails off, allowing a rough hand to push stray strands of hair from your face. his chest rises and falls faster than before, anticipation gripping his chest.

you laugh softly against the now-wet skin of his chest, turning your head just slightly to blow on the skin there. you watch greedily as yuuta shudders, body shivering from the cold contrasting his wet skin. you pinch his other nipple with a sense of finality, shifting further down yuuta’s body to pull his sweatpants down. you’re met with his pretty cock already at full attention, tip leaking and glistening with pre-cum.

“already this hard, baby? should’ve come home sooner.” yuuta parts his lips to respond, but he’s interrupted by your lips against his tip. you press a kiss to his red tip, pulling away before wrapping your lips around him. he gasps softly, gripping the sheets to prevent himself from grabbing your hair. hands on the bed. your favorite rule. he’s already broken it by moving your hair from your face, but you’ll allow it. he’s been gone for two months—off protecting your world. he deserves a little leniency. “‘m sorry, i tried. i promise.” he whimpers the words out.

your mouth sinks down on his cock, the saltiness of his precum filling your tastebuds as you swirl your tongue around him. you flare your nostrils, taking a deep breath before you take him fully down your throat. yuuta’s legs twitch underneath you, one of them kicking out of instinct. “oh- fuck- i’m sorry.” he didn’t hit you, but the sentiment is there. you pat his leg in reassurance, eyes sliding up his body until you meet his eyes. he looks so fucking pitiful. hair messy and eyes watering. god, you love him. you pull away from his cock to spit on the tip, the clear glob sliding down his shaft before you began to stroke him. you kiss the side of his cock before mouthing at his balls, tongue dragging across the sack. yuuta makes an unintelligible noise, slamming his eyes shut.

you giggle from your place between his legs, the vibrations tickling yuuta, but he doesn’t do much because he’s still reeling from the feeling of your hot tongue on his balls. yuuta tastes clean, despite being gone so long. he did come home and go straight to the shower after greeting you, grumbling about smelling like curses. you’d have rather fucked him then and there, but his comfort overturned your preference. “it’s been two months, baby.” you purr, pulling away briefly. “did you forget how my mouth felt? how my hands felt jerking this dick?” his cock twitches in your hand. yuuta moans your name so desperately, like he’s trying to figure out what to do in this situation. “please please please- i can’t! i can’t!” the tears finally slip from his pretty eyes, falling loosely down his cheeks and onto the sheets.

“oh, i’m sorry sweet baby. don’t cry, don’t cry.” you push up from your place between his legs, moving until you’re laying next to him. you kiss his cheeks gently in an attempt to kiss the tears away. “look at me.” you whisper in his ear, your hand sliding down his stomach until you can glide your fingertips against his tip. your kisses progress from his cheek to the corner of his lips. yuuta turns his head just slightly to face you, sniffling softly. “you’re so pretty. i missed you so much.” his cheeks were already red from the blood rushing through his body, but they somehow get redder. you giggle, pressing a soft kiss to his lips.

“i missed you too.” as soon as your lips touch, you take the opportunity to grasp him fully in your hand. your strokes start slow, gently easing him into the feeling of your hands again. yuuta gasps against your mouth, hips shifting just slightly to fuck up and into your hand. “gonna show you how much i missed you.” you purr, licking at his lips before you’re capturing them in a stronger kiss than before. this is all so much to yuuta—the softness of your lips paired with your hand jerking his cock. his brain feels like it’s going into overload and he hasn’t even fucked you yet. he shuts his eyes, falling into the deep and intense hole that is you. he allows your kisses to warm his body, allows the way your hand’s gripping his cock to fill his senses.

you grip the back of yuuta’s head harshly with your free hand. he whines softly at the pain that floods the back of his head, feeling every strand being twisted in your grip. but somehow, it makes his cock harder. it makes him kiss you harder. his kiss is hungrier, more desperate. you jerk his cock quickly, fingers tightening around his cock as your hand becomes wetter from the precum leaking from his cock. you stop every now and then to thumb at the tip, rubbing deliberate circles over his sensitive hole. he twitches more every time you do it, soft body unable to handle it after so long. “baby.” is all he can groan out against your mouth. yuuta’s abs flex as he tries to keep himself from cumming so fast, but oh my god.

you pull away from his lips reluctantly, watching his face as his orgasm draws close. “c-can i have your mouth? please?” your boyfriend’s eyes are barely open as he asks, cock pulsing in your hand. you kiss his lips one more time. this kiss is much softer than the others as something to hold him over. “of course you can, baby. you asked so nicely.” yuuta can’t help the shudder that rattles his body at your tone. he could cum off of you talking him through it alone. he has before, and he certainly could again.

you don’t take your time in kissing down his body this time. you’re up on your knees, turning deliberately so your ass is in his face. you don’t give him permission to touch—not yet. you want him to cum in your mouth first. then, he’d be free to eat you out as he pleased. and trust, he would. you lay your chest against yuuta’s pelvis, his cock directly in your face as you get comfortable. you can’t help but giggle at how red it is, how angry it looks. poor baby’s so pent up. you drag your tongue up the side of it as your place your hands on each side of his hips to keep him in place.

you lift just slightly to take yuuta in your mouth, slowly inching him down your throat. yuuta says something but it’s gone over your head as the tip of his dick hire the back of your throat. you’re so used to taking all of him that it feels so quick, but you know full and well that there’s 9 inches of dick in your throat. there’s nothing small about your boy, even if he doesn’t know how to use it properly. you swirl your tongue around his cock as you hold him in your throat, allowing him to relish in your warmth. “p-please move, please. ‘m so close! so close- mm fuck!”

as much as you want to torture him, he’s being so polite. you start to move your head, taking yuuta deep in your throat before pulling him nearly all the way out and sucking your way down again. yuuta has no idea what it feels like to put his dick in a vacuum, but he swears this is it. his stomach tightens, heart clenching from just how badly he needed this. he’s been gone for two whole months. gone from you emotionally and physically. he’s missed the way you talk to him, the way you comfort him, the way you fuck him. it’s so fucking much, he’s overwhelmed.

“can i- can i cum?” you don’t give him a verbal answer, opting for sucking him harsher and cupping his balls oh so gently. suddenly, the world was white. tears slip from yuuta’s eyes as he cums down your throat, thighs tensing and cock twitching in your throat. he cums deep in your throat and for so long. the frustrations of his missions, his intense need to come home—it all comes out as he cums deep and plentiful into your tight throat. you swallow his cum as it comes, pulling back just slightly to jerk what wasn’t in your mouth. he jumps at this, hips shoving upward before he tries to pull back and away from your mouth.

he gasps softly when your mouth doesn’t move from him as he orgasm subsides. “off,” he begins, voice watery from tears that had already fallen. “please can’t take it, ‘m too sensitive!” you can’t help yourself as you stay on him for a feee seconds longer. you want him to continue, but something tells you this is it. he’s been gone for a while and needs time to recuperate. you pull his cock from your mouth with a loud pop! before you lick at the cum that’d slipped onto your fingers. yuuta watches you through blurry vision, cock twitching uselessly against his stomach as it begins to soften.

you giggle, watching his face through your own watery eyes. “you’re so good f’me. did a good job, baby.” you press a wet kiss to his lips. yuuta nods sleepily, reciprocating the kiss just briefly. he sniffles a little, nuzzling into your touch as you wipe tears from his face. “i love you. missed you.” your thumb brushes over his cheek one more time. “i love you too, baby. welcome home.”

[bbxkruger]

“Stop doing that.” He says firmly, glaring up at you from between your thighs before impatiently yanking you back down onto his face once more.

He had asked you if you’d try sitting on his face as you casually lay together in his bed. You were a little skeptical, a list of ways you could possibly hurt him immediately going through your head. What if you were too heavy? What if you got too into it and he couldn’t breathe? You saw someone on twitter once who accidentally hurt their partner’s neck doing this and they had to go to the hospital; and if that happened, you would probably kill yourself out of embarrassment.

It took everything in him not to laugh at how ridiculous you were being as you expressed your concerns, the only thing keeping him from teasing you was seeing the genuine worry on your face, scared that you would actually hurt him somehow by just sitting on his face. He took your hands, assuring you that absolutely nothing would go wrong, that no, you’re not heavy, you’re not going to smother him with your thighs or your pussy (which, honestly, was his goal, but he refrained from admitting this to prevent you from freaking out even more) that if he couldn’t breathe or if he felt something was wrong, he would immediately tell you or simply push you off of him.

“I’m a big boy, baby. You’re not gonna hurt me. I promise.”

He knew you were still doubtful as you hovered over his face, reluctant about lowering your weight. He tried to ignore his cock already hardening at the glorious sight of your cunt, slick and aching for his attention, hanging so close yet so far above him. But he knew he had to be patient, so he helped you ease into it by encouraging you to grind on his tongue a little as a start.

Tentatively, you barely lower your hips, shuddering slightly when his tongue meets the sensitive button between your legs. Once he feels the heat of your cunt weighing down on his face, the skin of your thighs on either side of his head, he feels like a bear caught in a honey trap. His eyes flutter with bliss once you twitch and cum in his mouth, nearly cumming in his boxers from the lovely sounds that leave your lips.

From there, it goes downhill. After you first cum you can barely hold yourself up, about to mount off of his face before you’re suddenly pulled back down, nearly squealing from his tongue zeroing in on your puffy clit, before stuffing itself back into your cunt. That was about ten minutes ago.

This time, his strong arms loop around your trembling thighs, keeping you firmly planted on his lips with no chance to pull away again. He can barely think, all of his senses overwhelmed with you. Your sweet scent, your addicting taste, your desperate, uncontrollable moans as he mercilessly laps at your leaking cunt. His encouraging and reassuring attitude immediately flew out the window once he stared to get into it. Not only were you hindering your pleasure by pulling away, but also his own!

“Stop pulling away, I swear to fucking god.” He warns in a breathless, hoarse voice, his pupils dilated as he looks up at you before burying his face into your pussy again. His warning fell onto deaf ears, as you were so far gone at this point you were a boneless, shaking mess on top of him. You didn’t even have the strength speak, merely gasping and whimpering for mercy, being only held up by his wide palms gripping your hips, easily balancing your weight and dragging your clit across his tongue; impatiently trying to coax more of your cum into his warm mouth.

[smallestapplin]

Slithering good time

Commission from @r0-boat thank you QwQ

Warnings : first contact au but with snake cybertronians, consent is key, two cocks, oral fem receiving, mildy possessive Roddy, mostly human terms to describe parts, heat cycles.

🔞Adults only! No minors!🔞

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Rodimus is massive, you never thought you’d ever seen a large mechanical snake hybrid like him, much less get taken by one and kept like a pet. He kept you on his shoulders, or bring you to his den and place you in his coils, to look over you and try to give you affection.

You can barely understand him, you’ve picked up on his name, and a few basic words, but the language barrier doesn’t stop him from trying to show you he loves you. Bright blue eyes always looking at you with tender affection, the end of his large metalic tail wagging when you call his name.

For such a large creature he is adorable, as is his fascination with you, always so curious about you and wanting you around. Maybe letting your guard down wasn’t something you should’ve done with a large snake hybrid several times your size, but man he’s making it hard to regret.

Even an alien snake man has a heat cycle, and he’s already looked at you as his tiny mate. Placed on top of his coils, sat pretty on the bright reds and yellows of his mechanical scales, with his hands caging you in and large head between your thighs, preventing you from closing them as he licks up your pussy. The sensation is unlike any you’ve felt before, so famailar but so different, the ridges of his tongue have your hips rocking against him.

“Fuck…Roddy.” You tilt your head back thumping it against hos scales.

The mech perks up, eyes bright as he smiles. You taste sooo good! His precious little thing made just for him, he can take care of you, just sit back and relax for him.

You cry out, your back snapping into an arch as Rodimus shoves his the tip of his tongue into your clenching hole, messily slurping up all your dripping slick as if he’s desperate, and in truth he is, he needs you, his spikes are leaking and aching so bad, he needs you! He trembles, his cheeks flushing blue from the energon coursing through him, his breathing coming out in short heaves.

He looks as wrecked as you are just from the taste of you.

You try to push against his face with your legs, your pussy feels so tender the closer you get to cumming, but he doesn’t budge, his tongue plunging more and more into your slick dripping hole. Rodimus flattens the remaining part of his tongue against your clit. Through your squeals and sobs of his name, you can faintly hear the sound of the end of his tail wagging across the ground.

You aren’t even sure he can understand what you’re saying, but certain he understands the pitch of your mewls. It’s so good, too good-!

“Roddy…mm! Oh…oohh M’gonna—!!” Your squeal echoes in the den as your juices coat his tongue.

His eyes flutter and roll back, drinking in your climax as if he’s thirsty. Failing limp in his coils you try to catch your breath while he lazily licks your pussy clean. He moves up tilting his head to the side and gently nudging you with his thumb, being careful not to disturb you too much.

He speaks but for the most part all you hear are whirls and mechanical clinking, though even in your haze you figure what he’s asking you, and you give him a thumbs up. He chuckles at the display, but takes that as his cue to continue.

Blinking away your dazed vision, you look up as he carefully grabs one of your legs and spreads you open once more, this time pulling you closer to him and setting you right against his two leaking cocks. Your eyes widen at the sight, unable to look away from them, they are huge! Those are not fitting, you can tell him that now.

But they are so pretty, tapered ends, biolights running along the shafts creating a beautiful display, and the tips are drooling what you’d consider his precum, though the color isn’t like anything human, but what did you expect from him?

You gasp, biting your lip to stifle a moan as Rodimus rolls his hips, grinding one of his cocks between your legs. He’s shaking, you can hear him ex-venting hard as your mech tries to show some restraint. But you know you won’t be able to take him without at least a months worth of prep, and stretching.

“Easy, please.” Your voice shaky, no matter how much you’d love to have his cocks inside you, you know it’s not possible right now.

He whines loudly, looking down at you with such a pitiful expression, such need, but that doesn’t stop his hips from moving. You tilt your head back, body trebling as your poor pussy is getting overstimulated. The length of his shaft rubbing against your slit, grinding against your pulsing nub with every needy movement.

Rodimus is losing his mind, your organic valve is just so warm wet and inviting, yet can’t even take him yet, he’ll train it don’t worry little mate, he’ll mark you, claim you, drown you in his scent for his pit to know you are his.

The thought has him moving faster, groans and whines slowly turning into static as they fall from his lips. Rodimus hunches over, leaning down to be as close to you as possible, despite the awkward angle for him he manages to kiss the top of your head as he mindlessly ruts his cocks against your wet slit.

His cute fleshie mate.

Primus, he’s so close. He can feel your valve pulsing, your moans and cries upping in frequency, so you must be close too! You feel his cocks twitching. You grab a hold of one of his fingers, clinging to him as you arch your back with a wail.

Only for your eyes to widen as Rodimus swiftly pulls back, quick to push the tip of one of his cocks into your needy hole, the stretch makes you cum, sobbing at the pleasure, only to choke on your sounds feeling his cum flood your cunt.

It’s too much! So much of it is spilling out from around him, and spilling from his neglected spike, but he doesn’t care, his brain module short circuiting at the slight feeling of your valve squeezing around his tip, trying to milk him of his transfluid.

You lay there in his coils limp, chest heaving trying to remember how to breathe. If this what humping him was like, what would it be like to finally take him?

You blearily look up to see his flushed metalic face, half grin on his face as he seems to ask if you’re okay, but you don’t have the energy, barely managing to nod before nuzzling your cheek into his tail.

Rodimus tries not to shriek, youre just so cute, he adores you! Loves you! Ooh, he needs to get you cleaned up but you look so tired, and look far too comfy where you are.

Maybe when you wake up frm your nap he’ll take you to the den’s pool further in, but for right now he wants you to rest.

[weirdogirl888]

morning sex with donnie blurb

warnings: somophillia, dubcon if you squint, pnv, nipple play, afab reader, unprotected sex, donnie's a loving perverted boyfriend

wc: 1.2k (might’ve gotten a lil carried away lol

a/n: ending sucks cuz i got lazy, hope u enjoy none the less. requests are always open

donnie loves the sight of you sleeping in his bed. your nighty shrugging off from a deep night's sleep. the sleeve fully off the shoulder, just barely revealing your breasts with your hard nipples visibly poking through. you look so peaceful, so innocent. so hot.

it's not donnie's fault he's a boy with the insufficient plague of morning wood. and it's also not his fault his girlfriend is sleeping soundly looking like a beautiful stone statue in his bed.

she deserves something for looking this pretty. he thought to himself, in a delusional idea of an excuse to lean down and gently kiss your soft lips. he left a trail of kisses from your cheek to your collarbone, while he stopped and gave one last look at your unconscious face before slipping the remnants of your silk night down to your stomach.

he gulped and gave a shutter until he moved his large hand and started groping the soft mounds of fat. eyes staring into your closed lids, looking for any sign of a reaction, which wasn't visible. from the way last night went, he knew you'd be hard to wake. especially so early in the morning with the fall sunrise coming early but just as beautiful from his attic window.

donnie decided to test his luck and get on top of you, boxers already forgotten, he gets more bold and starts sucking on your boobs one at a time. leaving both in a sloppy reddened mess. he dotted hickies all down your stomach for a surprise you'd see in the morning. thankfully the autumn weather prevented you from wearing a bikini any time soon, a factor he took gratefully.

when he slid your cotton white panties off your smooth legs, he was met with a wet mess. much like his cock that was leaking precum just from touching you. maybe it was the adrenaline rush and thrill of getting this far with you still unaware.

he slowly swiped his fingers up your warm pussy and slid them into his mouth, his other arm being used as a prop on the bed for his body weight as he loomed over you.

"you taste so sweet, baby. Are you sure you can't feel any of this? I think you're just pretending to sleep. Do you get off to boys touching your unconscious body? god, you really are fucked up." he said slowly spreading your legs, lining up his shaft with your dripping entrance.

"it's okay-." he shoved his entire dick in until your clit brushed his pelvic bone, sending a light whimper from your lips.

"So am i."

at first, he slowly dragged his cock gently back and forth. admiring the sight of his base sliding in and out of your soft folds. he wanted this sweet moment to last. the look of your sleeping body being lit by the lined morning sun seeping through his window blinds. but the pleasure was just so addicting, he couldn't maintain his slow intimate pace. especially with your walls gripping him. he started to quicken up the pace, if his load pathetic whimpers weren't enough to wake you up, it was the feeling he was giving you now.

your eyes start to slightly flutter open, in your slumber, you feel a warm sensation in your core. but when you awaken and see your boyfriend looking lustfully down at you, your foggy brain starts to melt.

"d-donnie, what are you- nghh --doing?"

"shhh don't worry angel, just focus on how good you feel right now. can you do that for me? you look so beautiful right now." he says leaving trails of kisses on your boobs.

pleasure overwhelmed you as your eyes widened with lust. you felt on cloud nine yet you had just woken up.

donnies thrusts got harder as chased his release, hitting that perfect spot in your gummy walls, causing your back to arch off the matress, which earned a moan from Donny's lips.

"Donnie- oh fuck, you feel so good."

you weren't fulling awake yet and still groggy. your mouth leaving a string of whines as you neared your climax, you could never get used to how your boyfriend's thick cock stretched you out in the most familiar and delicious way possible.

"fuck baby I'm so close, come with me sweetheart." donnie paused massaging and pinching your nipples, and brought his hand down to rub your clit in gentle circles, causing you to knit your eyebrows together and roll your eyes in the back of your head. the pleasure causing you to short circuit.

your release hit you like a freight train. your body twitched from your shoulder blades, down your spine, and through your shaking thighs. you moaned loudly as your orgasm washed over you causing you to moan loudly.

donnie, completely loosing any regard for your pleasure in the focus of chasing his own. his thrusts were hard and spractatic. pulling out and snapping his hips to shove himself fully back in.

his face was always so pretty like this, pupils blown and messy bed hair a mess in pure bliss. his cock twitched inside you and ropes of cum split out filling your cervix. as he gave his last thrusts, a white ring of both your and his cum juicing out of the tight entrance.

he pulled out with a heavy sigh, sad but satisfied to finally be leaving you. he pulled your panties back on so as to not spill and plopped back onto the bed.

you were completely fucked out, even through having only been awake for a short while. he looked at you and kissed your temple causing you to grin.

"I cant belive you fucked me when I was asleep, you're such a perv darko."

donnie looked down shamefully "I'm sorry baby, it wont happen again."

"its okay" you say crawling into his arms and kissing his neck. "it was hot." you whisper in his ear.

donnies face turned red "wanna go for another?" he said full of hope.

"nice try donnie." starting to get sleepy again from being woken from your slumber aswell as from donnies dick breaking you open. "next time." and with that you both drift off to sleep in each others arms, contentment overruling you and you both dream of each others future.

[sukunasweetheart]

Wouldn't it be funny if you had to help True Form Sukuna keep his stomach dental hygiene up to prevent it from getting mega caveties- but also the potential of finding out if he has a gag reflex or not...

Nah bc this is so cute (and sexy) im tryna be innocent but honestly i cannot be normal when it comes to the topic of his tummy mouth, theres just too much potential to it

Sorry, i got carried away.. warning ⚠️ squirting and double penetration present beyond this.

You really have to get in there to help him clean, its like when a man has to lie down to fix the bottom of the car, imagine this but its sukuna upper and lower wisdom teeth like aauuuu and the amount of trust you're puttinf in him to NOT chomp down and eat u whole omggggg girl. I imagine theres no gag reflex down there because sukuna be swallowing them fingers real good anyway and his stomach mouth probably doesnt have like, an esophagus really

Hes just dozing off with his tummy mouth open, arms crossed as you do your thing (like when crocodiles open their mouth and let birds clean their teeth) - but u have to interrupt his nap whenever u need him to rinse his mouth and spit it back out. And then you brush his tongue nice and good. You have an obsession with his big mouth down there, you take such good care of it that it loves you, it almost feels like it has a mind separate from sukuna (it doesnt really... maybe sukuna pretends it does bc hes just a tsundere)

You like to give him lots of kisses after every clean. And. You always tease it, caressing his big tongue with your hands and dipping your fingertips against it... it just really fascinates you, somehow gets you going, just the way his sticky saliva feels on your hands and the way the muscle ripples and writhes against your palms? When sukuna has had enough of your teasing and poking, he holds your head in place and forces his thick tongue into your mouth (at least, whatever amount will fit in you) and have fun watching you tear up and gag around it. Yet you are clearly enjoying yourself like the perv you are.

His mouth is always overjoyed to taste you, licking your body all over and covering you with his saliva - sukuna will strip you bare and go to town with your supple skin, even sucking on your breasts whole while you're tugged and held close by two of his arms...

And then he'll probably make you ride on his giant tongue with ur clit out for hours. Grinding and rubbing you on it while holding onto your wrists and also your hips so you cant run away. Will make you orgasm so many damn times that your pussy is pulsing his name, and ends up squirting into his mouth multiple times while you moan and shake uncontrollably, crying cuz ur so overstimulated.

And then the licking turns into penetration, where you get to feel the giant fleshy tongue twist and writhe inside your hole, tasting your slick and all that goodness. Sukuna sweating and groaning from the way your walls flutter and tighten around his tongue.

He probably cant take much more and will reveal his hard aching cocks afterwards, tips leaking from watching you get so much pleasure. Will break your mind with double penetration next, both dicks thrusting into you mercilessly, as sukuna groans deeply, the tip of his tongue still reaching towards your clit for extra pleasure.

So much for a cleaning session - both of you are now filthy and in need of a bath. But you'll always happily clean his teeth over and over again anyway!

[girlfromflor]

i can't shake the feeling that simon would dance to sunspots for you to watch.

he does it with his wide frame shirtless – his worn out, work jeans hanging low on his waist – and tipsy, the glass of whiskey he's been nursing since dinner being probably his third by now, his grip weak around it.

he sways his hips slowly, his broad torso moving sensually to the music's initial melody. he does it on the epitome of his nonchalance, the alcohol making him loosen up a bit and helping his body move easily to the instrumental.

he makes a little show of the first and second verses, feet barely moving out of place as his legs and hips work together to catch your attention, getting used to the music. his big chest and shoulders move slightly too, and you catch the way they bloom with goosebumps at your sultry look.

he rolls his head from one shoulder to the other when the second chorus strike. he points at you with the hand that holds the – now almost empty – glass as he mouths: "she turns me on..."

he walks closer to you in sensual, slow steps, reminding you of a wolf ready to bite its prey. he downs the rest of his drink before setting the empty glass aside and pulling you with one hand, quite literally dragging his body along yours, chests pressed intimately as his shoulders and hips work in a hypnotic, seductive dance with yours.

"and nothing can stop me now..." he mumbles the bridge to your lips. big hands caging you to his body by the hips, urging them to sway along his, making your short dress flutter cutely with the movement.

it's not long before you feel the bitter taste of whiskey on your tongue, simon's warm breath fanning on your cheek as he swallows you in a hungry, passionate kiss. his hands urge you up, groping your ass as you wrap your legs around him as he walks blindly out of the room.

he doesn't make it to the bedroom, pressing your back against the living room's wall nearby the hallway's entrance. one of his big hands working fast to undo his pants' button and zipper, pulling them down with his underwear just enough so he can grasp his achingly hard, leaking cock on one hand.

soon enough you feel the tip of it opening you up, his girth dragging deliciously against your wet walls. the stretch burns a little but it feels so good it has you moaning, tilting your head back. simon kisses the newly exposed skin of your cleavage, sucking harshly on the skin as he works to bottom out with a grunt.

he's panting by the time he tries a first thrust, his slight drunk-dazed state allowing him to completely lose himself on the feeling of you wrapped around him. he has to hold back on cumming, biting your shoulder to prevent a whimper to escape. you hear it muffled more than once, each snap of his hips accompanied by a pathetic sound from him, whines and sobs slipping out of his mouth alongside a small line of drool.

you can't decide if you'd rather hold onto his shoulders or onto the small, blond strands on his nape, opting for doing both – left hand carding through his hair with a small tug whilst your right arm hugs him by the shoulders, pulling him impossibly closer.

he's a bit rough as he presses his temple against yours, body leaning down slightly to press you harder against the wall, big arms pushing you up so he can hold you better – and pound into you more easily. he groans your name, a plea veiled with order, urging you to cum with him, on him, for him.

when he finally starts to slow his thrusts your thighs are covered in a white, sticky mess. he apologizes but you tell him you love it, you love him. you giggle at the shy smile he gives you – not shy because of you, shy because he got carried away after a few glasses – as he adjusts you on his arms, holding you with one hand as he kicks his pants off, walking towards your shared bedroom's bathroom butt naked.

the shower you take is short, just taking the major dirt off before you're tiredly brushing your teeth and laying in bed, still naked. he falls asleep first, face tucked in your chest as you brush tender fingers along his shoulder blades and short hair, holding him until you drift off as well.

a/n: thank you, clancy [@clancycatears]! for helping me decide if i should write this for simon or johnny lmao.