#fully errect

[darkstarerotica]

Sunlight and shadows

[love-deepspace]

Joy Ride

Contains: riding, missionary, dirty talk, use of sweetie and kitten, throat grabbing but not choking, big d!ck Sylus, light rough sex, kinda soft!dom Sylus, just dirty ole sex

MDNI 18+

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“That’s more like it, Kitten.” Sylus would whisper into your ear, his back flush against the sofa as his hands rested on your hips. “Mm, I love seeing you unravel on my cock like this, what would the hunter’s association think if they saw you like this?” He’d tease, leaning in to capture your lips in a kiss.

You let out a shaky whimper, his cock was going to split you apart if you kept bouncing on it as much as you were now. You were stripped naked whereas he was still fully dressed in his business attire.

“O-oh…” You rested your hands on his knees, throwing your head back, giving him a full view of your throat and breasts, as you rolled your hips, forcing every inch inside of you.

“You feel amazing, sweetie, I am this close to just filling you to the brim.” His fingers trailed around your throat, holding his hand there for a few more seconds as he’d watch you fuck yourself on his cock.

“Come, kitten.” Sylus scoot off the sofa and he’d guide you to the bed, laying you down.

You composed yourself, taking steady breaths as you watched Sylus strip naked this time around, his errection standing upright as he crawled onto the bed, only stopping when his cock was aligned with your pussy.

“Sylus…” You’d whisper with a shudder as you felt the tip push into you, you spread your legs further as far as you possibly could; not wanting to miss an inch. “Want you, ah, so big, need it, fuck...” You’d ramble, squeezing your eyes shut as you felt his errection push into you deeper.

“I know, I know.” Sylus would coo at you, not stopping until every inch disappeared into you. His hands rested at either side of your head and he started to thrust into you, starting off slowly before he’d pick up the pace. Your body was pushed into the mattress as his thrusts became stronger and more desperate.

You laid there, lips wide apart as your hands searched his, and when they did, your fingers intertwined. A series of cuss words escaped from your lips as you felt him drill into you, not holding back— your body bouncing between him and the mattress. Your legs were as spread apart as much as they’d allow you to, and you could feel yourself get closer to your climax.

“Sylus, Sylus…” You’d cry out, unable to speak.

“I know, I can feel it, you’re clinging so tightly onto me, feels heavenly, my dear.” Sylus licked his lip, glancing down at where your bodies connected. “I know it won’t take much longer, sweetie.” He’d gravitate towards you, pressing his lips against yours.

Your arms wrapped around his shoulders, your finger nails gripping into his back as your legs wrapped around his waist. A shudder ran through your body at the new position and you could feel yourself nearing orgasm.

Sylus’s strokes were short and fast, every thrust pushing you closer and closer until you could no longer hold it and you orgasmed. Your body convulsed as your heart pumped against your chest, a warm feeling washing over you as you could feel your pussy squirm and throb all around his cock. Sylus rode out your orgasm gently as he watched you come undone; the sight of your orgasming turning him on even more.

“Make me cum again…” You’d whine, trailing a finger over his chest.

“Are you sure you can handle that, kitten?” He’d grab hold of your finger, giving it a gentle kiss.

“Yes, I am sure.” You pouted, at which Sylus chuckled.

“Whatever you want, kitten.”

[dontmakemeright]

Making them touch themselves in front of me.

I know they're shy; they're already embarrassed when I'm the one prying their legs apart to make them feel good. But doing it on their own, knowing I'm sitting right there, watching their every move is enough to destroy their little mind.

They're on their back, naked, thighs held together as if I haven't buried my face between them just yesterday. I order them to start touching their pretty body, to always hold eye contact with me. I love the way their shaky fingers run over their skin, that I know is so fucking soft; them teasing their nipples until they're hard and oversensitive. I know which parts they're going to touch next, where they like it, how. Hips moving desperately, thighs pressed together, eyes wary and cheeks rosy.

Go on, darling, Sir wants to see your pretty parts now. And they whine, but they're too pent up to talk back, spreading their legs for me until their heat is fully exposed to the cool air of the room. I watch closely at the way their little pussy clenches around nothing, folds shiny with slick, clitty swollen and needy.

I know they would've started rubbing it much earlier if they'd been alone. But now they hesitate, gliding their hands over their waist, along the insides of their thighs, legs shaky with want, eyes pleading.

Look at you, sweet little thing, do you think you can cum from just rubbing your poor clit? I know you're so empty but I want to finger you open for me myself. Is that alright with you, baby?

They nod hectically, eyes rolling back as their fingers finally slide between their folds, brushing over their sweet spot over and over again until they're a moaning mess, dripping sind pulsing. And I know they're so close, eyes lingering on the growing errection in my pants, wishing I was inside of them already.

Keep going, love. Promise I'll fuck you so good. But now, be good for Sir and cum. Cum for me.

And they do, rubbing themselves almost violently as they fall apart, whimpering my name, sounding broken and desperate ~ And while they're trying to catch their breath I use the time to get undressed, chuckling at the way their eyes glaze over as they look at my throbbing cock, knowing they're not done anytime soon.

[pedge-page]

Himbo joel is definitely into humping

Call this bitch humpty dumpty because all he DOES is hump anything reader has when she's not home.

Warnings: humping, pillow humping, dry humping, public humping, cumming in pants, cum eating, mommy kink, typed out on my phone at lunch and not proof read one bit

18 + ONLY

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He loves curling up in her bed, sniffing her bedsheets and pillow case. The remnants of your scent sending rivers of arousal right down to his cock until its stiffening. Can't help but hump the matress as he inhales your smell.

The need is so strong that he pushes your one pillow between his knees, the other right in his face. Lying down on his stomach and smashing his nose into it as he start experimentally grinding down on the soft plushness. He groans with a laugh. You'll be mad, no doubt, but so long aa he can enjoy it, he'll just be sure to put it right back.

He keeps rocking his hips into the pillow, suffucating his thick length. It encompassed it perfectly. Just the right amount of pressure to make him grunt with each roll. He props himself on his knees a little higher and angles the pillow to bend taller. The position nudges his balls effortlessly. He whimpers face down into your sheets, his teeth tearing into the fabric with damp Saliva forming while he Bounces along the pad. "M-mommy," he whines, wafting the scent of your sweat and shampoo. He fucked you right here just a couple hours ago but he'd give anything to plunge his length into your soft sweet wet tight pussy right now.

Fuck, it's cruel you leave him like this. Mommy is so cruel sometimes and he doesn't always understand it. Maybe he should be bad, make you spend time with him (punish him) and remind him why he needs to be kept close at all times.

His jaw drops as he stills and starts cumming in his pants. Creamy white slick pours through his sweats and begins to seep into the soft once dry pillow below him. It feels so fucking good, making a mess just for you that he pushes his crotch further in and slowly rubs his cum into your pillow. Sticky and wet, Joel smears it all over like a giddy Painter who's satisfied with his art.  He knows he should clean up before you come home, but he can't bring himself to care. Instead, he keeps his softened cock messy cum covered pants and pillow tightly wedged against him and falls alseep wrapped up in your distant presence.

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When they are together, and he's too horny just looking at her and begging Mommy to take him home and let him have you, he pulls you close in a crowd and humps your legs or ass. Just enough that it looks like swaying. But the immediate relief he gets from the burning ache in his jeans does wonders to calm yet agitate his brain further.

"Stop it," you whisper warningly. Not even looking his way as you try to brush him off. But joel just takes your hand below and presses it against his Jean clad errection, grinding himself into your palm with a slutty sigh.

He likes brushing his cock against your jeans. The curve of your butt providing the perfect cavern to put his tented cock, rolling up and down on his heels or back and forth with little pats in each Crash.

"Cum in your pants and you're getting punished tonight, you threaten. He has to hide his smirk as he pushes himself fully against you and starts shivering, undoubtedly spilling his load right into his trousers with a raspy groan only for you to hear.

Hes so bad sometimes. He does it on purpose. You know it. He knows it. And he knows you won't do anything right now in public in front of others.

You grin and drag your pointer along his bulge, now slowly dampened with cum. He jitters from your touch, watching with parted lips and hazy eyes as you push your digit into your mouth and hum.

His mouth twitches, ans he can already feel his dick pulsing again with excitement, just thinking of the million ways you're going to make him suffer tonight for directly disobeying Mommy in front of everyone.

Anyway what yeah himbo!Joel likes humping and stuff.

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[redhoodobsessed]

Teasing the Red Hood

This is an 18+ x reader minors DNI this is more of an imagine. I've never written this before so... sorry if its awkward.

There was something about teasing Jason Todd that made you feel so powerful. It first started whenever you didn't want him to go out on patrol. He would always be missing something his jacket, his helmet, his thigh holsters and he'd always find you wearing one of them and nothing else. You'd make him wrestle them off of you if he dared to try and kiss you or if his hands started lingering you'd stop him. "If you want me you have to stay"

It drove him crazy you'd do something annoying like kiss his jaw or neck and whisper "have fun on patrol" as he growled in response. He would not have fun. The only thing he could think of was you waiting for him. How his holsters had just been wrapped around your naked thighs. He couldn't fight crime while trying to fight his throbbing errection. He would always come home early.

Then there was the Galas they were boring for both of you. Usually you would start what Jason would call torture when you were getting ready. You would let him be touchy this time kissing him as much as possible wherever possible before you put lipstick on. But the second you did that was it your lips were off limits or else he would be painted with red kiss marks all over his body. And the dress he never cared what you wore it could he a potato sack for all he cared, it was your legs. You'd always wear a dress with the highest slit possible in all honesty he loved being able to grab your thigh while some rich person talk about how great they were. You'd return the favour every now and then lightly touching the back of his neck or his inner thigh if you were feeling really brave your finger tips might find themselves on his forming bulge. But the evil part was when you'd sit at the bar. Sitting on a high stool with your leg crossed talking to some other man your leg fully exposed all the way to the top of your thigh sometimes showing a hint of your underwear strap or hinting that you weren't wearing any at all. After that he'd always cave becoming putty in your hands he would lean in and whisper whiny "please" his eyes and cock filled with desperation. He needed you and he needed you now.

Despite the fun that you would have he always got his revenge you were just as easy to tease as he was. You love those thigh holsters on him as much as he loves them on you.

[gingiesworld]

Hi again hahaha

Maybe yn is a demon who enjoys being in others minds when they fall asleep, more when those people repressed those feelings and have normally dirty dreams and It was better if they are people Who are inside church. That's how yn found nun Wanda Maximoff, she can't do nothing she wants but when she fall asleep, her mind went wild and yn enjoyed that a lot so they thought to make things better and give Wanda a real experience in her dreams, so when yn made her cum, she woke up like they were doing it in real life and with that Wanda knew that yn will come again to her dreams a lot.

Sinful Dreams

Nun Wanda Maximoff x Demon Priest GN Reader

Warnings: Smut. Reader has a penis

18+ MINORS DNI

Sister Maximoff was as faithful to her vow to God as any other sister would be, but she happened to catch the eye of Pastor Y/N from the moment she joined their service. So every night they would sneak into her quarters once she was asleep. Especially since no one truly suspected them with their choice of disguise.

Wanda lay in her bed, a writhing mess as Pastor Y/N hovered above her, their fingers buried deep within her dripping cunt. Telling her to pray as she came.

"Oh." She screamed as she came. She then watched as Y/N would lower themselves so they were face to face with her puffy folds. The essence of her last orgasm dripping onto her bed.

"The source of the sin." They muttered as they smelled her arousal. Wanda breathing heavily as she felt their breath on her cunt. Arching her back when they would wrap their lips around her clit, sucking and biting. It wasn't until they inserted three fingers into her that she moaned louder. Trying her hardest to resite her prayer as ordered.

It wasn't until she came with a moan that Y/N had let up. Hovering over her with her juices running down her chin.

"This is going to be fun." They smirked as they fumbled with their trousers, inserting their fully errect cock inside her. Not caring for her to get used to it as they thrusted inside her like an animal. "You're going to look so beautiful full and pregnant." They mumbled as Wanda moaned. Her eyes rolled to the back of her head as Y/N bit her neck. Sucking harshly as she continued to moan. They smirked at the sight of her cross laying between her breasts as they bounced in time with their thrusts.

"I'm so close." Wanda whispered as she scratched their back as they continued, grunting and panting as they were reaching their own high. Soon filling her up with every drop as Wanda came. Y/N remained in place with a sinister smirk on their face as Wanda's sleepy eyes drooped to a close.

Y/N watched in the corner as Wanda panted and moaned, fixing themselves before sneaking out of her quarters just before Wanda woke up. Feeling extremely sticky down there, not realising that what she thought was a dream, was in deed a reality.

[melanieph321]

Are you still accepting request? If so, can you do where ruben waking her up by eating her out. Smut and fluff 🥰

I'm always accepting requests!!!

I put a little angst in your story, hope you don't mind. 😉

Ruben Dias x Reader - Beginning of A Beautiful Day

⚠️ Warning ⚠️

+18

Enjoy!

Somthing was disturbing your sleep. Somthing that made your body stirr between the sheets.

"That feels good." You muttered, not fully awake yet.

"Stop moving." You heard Ruben say, his voice coming from somewhere below you.

"Ruben?"

His head was buried between your legs. The rough sensation of his beard against your skin left you arching your back and sighing in satisfaction.

"Baby, I'm going to need you to stop moving so much."

"But it feels so good." You groaned, eyes still shut.

There was a shift of weight, causing the bed to rock back and forth.

You opened your eyes to find Ruben leaning over you.

"Good morning." You smiled.

"Good morning." He replied, voice deeper than usual. "Can you please stop moving so I can fuck you with my mouth?"

You chuckled. "Isn't it a bit early for that?"

Ruben bent down, his lips gently brushing against yours. "No." 

You smiled, feeling a rush of happiness and contentment. This was the price you payed for sleeping naked. At least three times a week did you wake up to Ruben's hand between your legs, his hard erection pressed against your back. Only after game nights did he have more time to harass you in the morning, his training session wasn't due until the afternoon.

"I've been waiting for you to wake up." He said, tracing kisses down your collarbone, continuing towards the valley between your breasts.

You giggled, feeling a flutter in your chest. "You don't need to wait for me to wake up, I'm already yours."

Ruben chuckled and continued to kiss you, his lips exploring every inch of your swollen chest, his tounge licking across your errect nipples.

You closed your eyes, letting yourself get lost in the moment. You loved how Ruben made you feel, like the only person in the world.

As the kisses continued, Ruben who also slept naked, let himself slip in and out of you, not fully fucking you, but more so letting his cock fill you up.

You felt a twinge of discomfort. A need to squirm and wriggle. You tried to stifle the urges, not wanting to ruin the moment.

"Ruben, can you stop for a second?" You asked, your voice a little more urgent than you intended.

Ruben pulled back, looking at you with a confused expression. "Why? Don't you like what I'm doing?"

You shook your her head, feeling heat rise to your cheeks. "No, it's just..." You've had this problem before. Sometimes it took longer for you to get in the mood. You had gone to see a doctor about it and she said it was perfectly normal for some women not to get wet. She recommended using lubrication as a solution, but sometimes you felt like lube only made a mess of things, like staining your expensive bedsheets.

"Y/N." Ruben's expression changed to understanding, and he pulled back, giving you a sly smile.

"I'm sorry, I just..."

"Don't apologize." He frowned. Ruben then continued to trace kisses down your body, until his head was left buried between your legs again.

You fell back against the pillows, sighing in relief. You knew that Ruben wanted to help you, but you couldn't stop to feel a little anxious, that you were hurting his feelings by ruinung the moment.

"Ruben, I don't know if this is such a good idea," you said, voice a little more hesitant than before.

Ruben raised his head, his smile growing wider. "Oh, I think this is a very good idea. "

You hesitated for a moment, then nodded. You knew that you couldn't resist Ruben's charms for long. And besides, you did want to feel his touch, to be close to him. Why not let him take his time with you? There was nothing to be embarrassed about.

So you let him hold you down, with his arms wrapped around your waist and his mouth  devouring your pussy like a lion during feeding time at the zoo. You felt a rush of pleasure, a sense of freedom and ecstasy that you've never felt before. In this moment shared with Ruben you knew that you were exactly where you were meant to be, with the person you were meant to be with.

And as you gasped with the arrival of your explosive orgasm, you knew that this was just another beginning of a beautiful day and many more beautiful days to come.

[daddypriceugh]

First time

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So this is my first time writing smut ○_○

tw: smut (giving head)

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"You want to do what?!"

"C'mon Si, it'll be fun. I won't do anything you don't like" you said as you stroked his bare chest.

Simon and you were laying in bed, talking about random things. But that changed when you made a request. That request included giving him head for the first time.

Well your first time.

Simon frowned, "Are you sure? Y' don't have to do it for me."

You smiled softly, "I'll be fine, don't worry. Now let me give you a good time m'love"

That being said, you moved down his body leaving hot, wet kisses on his bare skin. A groan left him at the feeling of you.

As you trailed down you stopped at his happy trail to trace his v-line. Using your nails to move over the prominent vein that disappears under his underwear. Simon went stiff at that, breathing heavily. That drawed a smile to your face and you started biting at his skin.

Your hands grabbed the hem of his boxer shorts as you slowly pulled them down.

His errection sprung free and hits his lower stomach with a light smack. Pre-cum already pooled at the tip.

You looked up to see Simon looking at you through hooded eyes. His breathing was shallow and fast.

A smirk formed on your lips, now that you saw the effect you had on him. You took his member into your right hand and started stroking him, while tracing the veins around his tip with your thumb. The moans of pleasure which were leaving his mouth, quicken the pace of your stroking.

Seeing Simon like that was beautiful. Literally. His forehead was glistening with sweat, brows furrowed in concentration and pleasure. His eyes were closed and he swallowed thickly every time you had squeezed his cock.

After a minute of continuing your preparation, you felt him coming closer to his climax. His thighs trembled and hips were bucking into your hand to get more friction.

You swiftly pull you hand off, receiving a desperate whine from him. And hell did that sound hot.

"F-Fuck darlin' don't leave me hangin'" he groaned. You only hummed in response.

Seeing his cock fully erected and dripping with pre cum made you hungry. You wanted to taste him. Salvage every part of him. Swallow every single drop.

You drop your head letting it hover right over his tip and blowed some air against it. Hearing a groan in response from him.

Granting him his wish, you took his tip into your mouth. Swirling your tongue around it. You put your hand on each of his thighs for stability as you let your head sinks down on his whole length, gagging a bit at the unfamiliar feeling of it hitting your throat.

Simon let out a deep moan that went through his whole body. He was gripping the sheets underneath him, to keep himself from fucking your face.

You started moving up and down his cock, messaged his balls with one hand. Tongue trailed along his tip when you went up. The other hand was clinging to his thigh -probably leaving scratch marks- as you felt him holding back.

One of his hands grabbed your hair and started pushing you onto his cock faster. Tears welled up in your eyes and salvia was running down the sides of your mouth. As Simon looked at you he could swear that the sight of you being used could make him cum.

Minutes went by and you started to feel a slight stinging pain in your jaw. But that thought got swept away as you felt him twitch in your mouth. A sign that he was close. Very close.

You squeezed, him receiving a whine.

"Fuck (Y/N)...don't stop please please please" a groan followed "I'm so fuckin' c-close"

The twitching had gotten stronger.

"Please let me cum...please I'm begging you" he whined, thighs were shaking with pleasure. You only squeezed his thigh in response, approving his request.

That seemed to be the last straw, as he came right into your mouth. His hot seeds spilled down your throat. You lick the slit of his tip to clean him and then pulled your mouth off.

Your mind felt dizzy. The salty taste reminded you of what had just happened. But you loved it.

You wiped your mouth with a hand, only to see the mess he made.

Looking up at him, you could see him laying limp on the bed. Eyes closed and chest rapidly moving. With a proud grin you climbed up the bed to kiss his cheek.

At that contact he opened his eyes and looked at you tiredly. A hand had wrapped around your waist, to pull you against his chest. "M' thank you love" he muttered.

"Hope it was good" you said while prepping soft kisses against his chest.

"The fuckin' best"

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Wrote this at 2 am so i hope it's good haha.

Critique and tips for improvements are always welcome :)

(English isn't my first language so please excuse grammar mistakes)

Have a lovely day!! <3

[jrchair98]

I am ASEXUAL :)

I do be cranking it, but sensual style. I recently realised that I never wanted to experience that myself, I never imagined myself in that situation. I imagine other people I find romantically attached to, and what they would feel. Mostly it's men, yeah, but until recently. Now that I found that I never had close female friends. Yeag.

I was always confused cause I thought I was gay. Cause it was an easy label that I still could't fully identify with. Until I decided to "study" other sexual orientations. And the most I could identify with - was asexual!

Never in my life did I have any attempt at getting close to someone, which I found weird. But I just never wanted to. I want to be friends and that's all actually.

Oh and I saw someones, Idk who it was, huge errect cock in high school getting yanked and I didn't get even horny.

[hypnoladz]

You move to pick up a master from his storage unit, not that you conciously do so..you are more a bystander who does what the master you are the host for instructs, you have no purpose but to obey.

The human opposite has been restrained by another host, and is fully aware of its fate so is terrorfied. He Doesn't want to end up like you, but he will have no choice…

Your memories are intact, as they serve the the masters in the enslavement of mankind as they master can read them, you know what the human victim is thinking by recalling your own kidnap and assimiliation. He is hearing the screams of others being taken over, seeing you under a masters control. Like you he has lost control of his bodily functions due to fear, as you approach with his new master. A host you knew previously as a human attached the master to you, it was your brother, and this human also knows you, it was your former boyfriend.

You feel even more aroused than usual, little does this human know the joy that awaits it as an obeying horny host slave. Little does it know that all hosts have to exchange fluids on a daily basis as the masters enjoy the thrill of orgasms, they keep us horny and errect at all times.

Your ears of course blocked by you master tendrils, so you can't hear what the future host is shouting at you as you attach it to his throat. The master immediately winds tentacles around the neck of the human and attaches to the base of the skull and spine, while two tenticles start to enter the ears - burning their way into the future hosts mind.

the host will be sreaming now as he slowly has parts of his brain disolved away, you recall this process lasts no more than a few days and the extreeme agony the human experiences is worth it in the end, to become an obeying host.

You stand at attention as your master communes telepathically with other masters, but you are aware of your masters promse, that when that host is controlled, you will be the first to exhange body fluids with it. As it becomes a host in the hive..

original link is here

[minusgangtime]

(“I guess..that’s it..this is the end…”)

(“Sis!…SIS!…”)

A contrast to errect MB…she had fully given up when she was held captive…but in her deepest pit of hopelessness…she was saved..)

-mod Shelby

(Hhhhh ;~;)

[chiefatticcreator]

"Hey minato could u turn into your kcm form I love the golden glow you get its kind of hot." cock gets errect thinking about it and is fully hard*

"Oh, sure?" Minato focused for a moment before transforming before you.

[mrvlbimbo]

Just Imagine😭

Reader loves wearing jewelry, and one day she decides to wear a rather low cropped tee with a necklace that falls into her clevage, and eddie notices, and is like 😀 trying not to look just for her privacy but she catches him and ends up showing her tits to him 😀

Hhhhhhhhbbbbbb

I- I- I-

Yesssss like they’re besties and she’s wearing a necklace he bought her, it has like a dnd dice on it or smthn.

And her shirt is sooooo lowcut

He’s trying not to look bc that’s his best friend damn it but her tits look so good with the delicate chain falling down between them.

She notices, it’s hard not to when he’s shifting in his seat every five seconds to try and hide his boner.

She’s so sly abt it like “Eds, what’s wrong?”

“Just thinking…” he looks away, blushing bright red at being caught by her.

“Did you happened to be thinking about my tits.” She smirks, leaning closer to him and exposing more of her chest. He can’t help but look.

“Uh…no,” he lies, but the way his obvious errection is throbbing and pushing at the fabric of his jeans makes it a pretty hard sell. (No pun intended)

“It’s ok, you can see them. Do you want to?” She was already peeling away the fabric before she got his response.

She stopped for a second, waiting for his approval. He nodded weakly, mouth gaping at every newly exposed bit of skin.

“Oh… cool,” he gasped, now face to face with her fully exposed chest (braless and all) her nipples hardened from the cool air.

“Do you maybe want to touch them?” She asked, batting her eyelashes and grabbing his wrists so they’re just about to cup her tits.

“Fffff-fuck yeah. Yeah I do. Can I?” He closed the final distance, gripping her warm flesh but not daring to do anything else.

“Go on, Eds. Feel me up.” She giggled, arching into his hands.

He hesitancy drags his thumbs over her nipples, pinching and tugging the flushed buds.

“Eddie,” she moans, fingers tangling in his hair and tugging his head to her neck. When his warm lips touch the skin of her shoulder, she cries out.

Aaaaand then he cums in his pants. Biting down on her neck, whining in embarrassment.

Eddie Munson masterlist

[moxfirefly]

Hey dude! Loving the tmnt stories! 💚Could I request #8 with raph? "I can make you feel better than that pathetic toy" 😈

*wiggles eyebrows* oh boy

Yes, let’s get thiiiiiis

TW of sorts: Consentual vouyerism

Rated Explicit (18+ only)

Night time would always be his favorite.

They are nocturnal creatures by demand. Walking around daylight just isn’t an option and for Raphael he doesn’t care. Longing for acceptance took a back seat a long time ago, around the time that you entered his life. All the acceptance he needed was right here, in the shape of you.

Schedules though? Well having a relationship with a human proved tricky in the sense of time structures and human necessities. You have a job, you need to sustain a living and well he beats people up for a living and has a curfew regardless of being in his mid twenties.

But the two of you have your ways. Tricky albeit but still always delightful and fun.

Which is why Raphael finds himself perched on the roof opposite your building, with a fantastic view of your window that led to the bed area. Good paying human job meant, good income and with that you had quite the luxury loft, with some very large windows.

Raph smirked, his phone showed him the time and around now as the sun fully set and the cover of darkness was on his side, he knew you would be home soon. Right on the nose you entered the apartment at 6:15pm.

He watched you dump you belongings by the door, kicking off your shoes before making your way to the kitchen area. Even from a distance his vision allowed him to make out little details he loved. You have a particular way of standing, switching your weight from hip to hip, a tendency to push away your hair with a sigh. In your most natural state, unbeknownst to his gaze you always looked beautiful.

The picture of perfection.

Your phone in your hand he saw you type something before leaving it on the kitchen counter and move towards the bathroom area (which to his dismay was much more private.)

In mear seconds his phone pins and alerts him to your message. It was your usual checking in, telling him that you were home and hoping in the shower. He types back nonetheless, all nonchalant with just the hint of cockiness you love. The sun soon disappears and Raph knows that the best parts are yet to come. You walk around in nothing but a towel, hair wet as well as skin. He swears he can smell you, just by memory that freshly washed scent of yours makes something beneath his stomach yearn.

You make a small stop by the counter to pick up the discarded phone, your smiling at his text never fails to make his ego swell. Bitting your bottom lip and answering to him as you walk towards the bed area he sees the sway in your hips, the jingle of your rear and a towel barely holding on.

Raph licks his dry lips, his phone pins again but he already knows what’s been said.

Now he can relax and enjoy himself.

You brush your wet hair, a few strands already beginning to dry. You grab a few of your basic routine essentials and start there first. Moisturizing your skin, which means dropping the towel.

And that you do. Unaware of green eyes following your every move. Each visible piece of flesh makes Raph’s soul burn, burn with a need. He watches the careful manner in which you care for your skin, touching here and there. The way you linger at his favorite spots, kneading and massaging those areas. He takes a deep breath, whe he sees you reach into the dresser and pull something out.

You make your way towards a chair close to the window, often times you’ve sat there to read but tonight, well you had other plans. It was thrilling, chalk it off to your adrenaline junkie ways but the thrill of sitting there and intimately touching yourself with nothing but skyscrapers and the night sky to accompany you always got you hotter. Mind wandering to Raphael which never seized to add even more heat, the image of his sculpted body and its roughness a turn on for you.

Once upon a time you had told him that while the two of you had been huddled together on the couch. Hands squeezing and groping various points of his body. He had been bewildered when you told him that he physically turned you on so much. For a mutant reptile that lived hidden beneath the streets it never felt like a possibility to find himself attractive. Yet here was a tiny human female praising his looks, his body and other areas he never thought he could put into the category of alluring.

In the now, Raph watches you from his spot on the ledge. The way your legs are spreading and the vibrator slowly making a trail towards your exposed womanhood. He felt that tightness, that need to drop down and release his errection from the confines of his shorts. He settled for running a hand over his clothed crotch. Each swipe making him churr and just to gut him further the toy disappeared inside of you. “Fuck, baby” He whispers to himself, eyes glued to your quivering body. “I got what ya need right here, this yer toy” He emphasizes with a grope to his tented shorts, no use in hiding it anymore.

He can see your lips moving, moans no less dripping with filth and hopefully intertwined with his name. A hand gropes at your breast before settling on you core, fingers toying with your swollen clit. Raph wants that image to play in his brain until he sees white. He craves to barge in right now but it’s not time yet, he needs to see your body shake and go rigid with release. Your hand speeds up, thrusting the toy as your other rubs at your sensitive nub. “That’s it baby, come on” He breaths hard, nostrils flaring and hand not seizing it’s rubbing on his rock hard cock hidden inside his shorts.

That familiar coil snaps inside of you, Raph’s name falling from your lips as you continue to fuck yourself through your climax. The toy does no justice to him, doesn’t hit the spots he can hit, doesn’t stretch you the way you’re used to by now. Shallow breaths and sweaty skin, just the way he likes it.

Speak of the devil, the phone rings.

Carefully you removed the toy and cast it aside to pick up the phone.

“I can make you feel better than that pathetic toy” Raph’s husky tone makes your toes curl. God, does he even comprehend the damage his voice can cause?

“How about instead of spying on me you get your big ass over here then” You bite your lip when he grunts, there’s shuffling on the other line and a sound of something heavy lands by the fire escape.

You watch him come into view, all imposing ‘6”6 of him. He grins at the display before him, he keeps the phone call going while he crouches to admire you. This was something the two of you had discussed before hand, that you were never opposed to Raph just keeping an eye on you...

That you actually liked being watched by him. The red banded brute had taken that to heart, he would be a liar if he didn’t say that he loved watching you do these types of things.

He opened the window, phone put away he got to his knees in front of you and without hesistation he dove in. Legs on his shoulders he holds you in place as his mouth works over your sensitive cunt. That skilled tongue of his made you whimper. The softness of your legs against either side of his head is one of Raph’s favorite sensations. Full on earmuffs, the tighter you squeeze the harder he felt his dick get.

It never fails to drive you nuts, to feel the air leave your body in one large in take as Raphael eats you out earnestly. Tongue flicking against your clit you caught green eyes glued to your every reaction, your hands fly to the back of his head and you push him against your folds. There’s no worry, you know he can hold his breath for a while and the pressure is exactly what you need to feel that rush hit you once more. “RA-AH!” Is all you can shout as you tremble and moan in your seat.

You feel like jelly, as if your limbs are foreign objects but you barely have to rest when Raph is standing again to his full height and gripping the back of your head. “C’mere baby girl” He growls as he shoves his shorts enough to free himself and pumps his cock vigorolously. “Open your pretty little mouth for me-fuuuuck” You lick your lips and open your mouth just as you’re told. Raph barely holds on, you’re his absolute fantasy come to life right now, sweaty and skin flushed, tits moving with every heave of your chest.

“Take it like the good girl you are-ahhh” He cums with a long grunt, each white rope hitting your open awaiting mouth while a few shots dribble down your chin towards your chest. He pumps his member till there isn’t anything left, the last of it dripping from his cock onto your thighs.

It’s a god damn mess and it’s beautiful. Raph admires your stained skin, bitting his lip when you lick the excess from your chin, scooping some of it from your chest. In your clean up you watch Raph undresses, gear and all discarded somewhere. You squeal excitedly when he lifts over his shoulder, hand smacking your rear.

“Now let’s make a mess in ya” He crosses towards the bed, ready to dunk you on it and start up this game again.

You happily oblige.

[drosera-nepenthes]

The late Empress of Austria was an exceedingly beautiful woman, tall, and with a most graceful queenly bearing. She was a cleaver linguist, speaking and reading Hungarian, Bohemian, Italian, English, French, and Greek (both ancient and modern), besides her own language. Among the ladies of Europe there was no better or more courageous horsewoman than Empress Elizabeth, and many were the brushes she carried back as trophies to her own country. She travelled much, and her yacht, the Miramare, was often her home for several weeks at a time. For Vienna she did not care much, except as  a centre of literature, art, and music. She bestowed the high privilege of her friendship on many men of letters, painters, and musicians, among whom we may mention Liszt and Wagner. The latter owed a great deal to her, and on more than one occasion she helped the great composer out of her own purse when he was in difficulties. But few women have had to pass through so many misfortunes and trials as the late Empress. She witnessed the defeat of her husband in war. Her favourite brother-in-law was executed on the plains of Queretaro by Juarez; and his wife, to whom she was greatly devoted, became insane through grief. At that time the health of the Empress broke down and she went abroad. Later on she mourned the untimely death of a kinsman she greatly admired and loved in her own way, the romantic King Ludwig II of Bavaria, who died by his own hand. Both loved solitude and they used to meet at his Castle of Berg in the Starnberger See (Lake). For some years she was misunderstood by her subjects. Her only brother is the Archduke Theodore of Bavaria, who has since become a famous oculist, and like his sister, well known and beloved for his kindness and philanthropy.

But the sorrow the Empress experienced after the death of Ludwig II faded into insignificance beside her suffering on the tragic death of her only son, the Crown Prince Rudolf. It was ever said that the Empress and her son were more like brother and sister in their intercourse than parent and child. Who can fully conceive how great were the pangs which rent that devoted, loving heart when she looked upon the pale face of the youthful Prince, who was the centre of her hopes and expectations? From the moment she was told of his death she was never known to laugh again, even a smile was rare. The last great grief of this noble lady was the tragic death of her sister, the Duchess d'Alençon who perished in the terrible fire at the Paris Bazaar a few years ago. The Empress, who was always somewhat romantic in her ideas, built a fairy-like castle near Corfu, which she has named after her favourite hero Homer's immortal epic. “Achilleon.” There she lived for some years the life of a hermit, surrounded by parks, gardens, and lovely terraces, and there she errected a temple to her beloved poet, Heinrich Heine. She also built a memorial to her only son.

The Living Rulers of Mankind by Henry Neville Hutchinson, 1902

[colossal-fallout]

Headcanon for cosy sex with Reiner during the thunderstorm!! Oh please! ❤️😭 Can you write some? Pretty please ❤️

Glady.

Femreader X Reiner Braun

Thunderstorm sex HC

18+ NSFW smut & Fluff

Reiners solid chest is pressed against your back within the small confines of the tent; the only sounds available to your senses right now are the heavy pattering of raindrops on the sturdy material above your head and your own thudding pulse pounding inside your head as Reiner nuzzles into your neck from behind, whispering sweet nothings.

"Are you warm enough babe...?"

Of course you are. The man's like a damn radiator.

His nuzzles get more desperate - his eyes closed as he inhales your scent deeply, his quivering hot breath blankets your skin as his large, strong arms squeeze you tighter.

As usual, because he's like a furnace, he's sleeping with only his boxer shorts on, his ridged defined muscles pushing against the thin fabric of your night shirt within the darkness, his teeth now nipping at your earlobe like some playful puppy.

His large hands smooth over your stomach, sliding up to your breasts as he cups them, his hips subconsciously grinding against your ass as he tumbles further down the hill of yearning.

Heat pools down in between your legs and seems to just gather there at your lovers longing touch. But you like to see how far you can push him before he goes feral.

Which, to be honest, isn't much.

A flash illuminates the interior of the tent for just a second, followed by a loud rumble overhead, making you jump.

"It's okay." An exhale of a ghost of a small laugh pushed through his nostrils. "I'm here. I'll keep you safe..."

The tip of his tongue runs up your nape, goosebumps immediately following behind, that heated sensation spiralling out of control.

"I'm here..." He continues, his voice becoming more gutteral and hungry, his lips now caressing the same area he'd licked.

You bite your lip within the inky black darkness, a hum unintentionally escaping you.

The sound of you makes him hiss, his groping of your breasts getting more firm, his kisses more staggered.

"I'll take care of you..." He continues through loud smacks of his lips that are now trailing down your back as his hands move to push up your shirt.

"I'm a strong guy. I'd wrestle a bear for you."

A small sweet laugh passes your mouth as you find you are the one giving in and turning around to face your lover.

The sounds of rain become more rapid as you help him remove your shirt, your leg hooking over his waist as your tongues entwine into a soft kiss - his facial hair grazing against your chin.

You both make out within the darkeness heatedly for a while, his large errection pressing against you the entire time.

Every loud crack and bang that takes place, he squeezes you a little tighter, or holds your jawline to keep your attention onto him.

Eventually he rolls you onto your back, trying to keep his excited breathing under control as he removes your soaking panties with trembling arms.

He groans when he places two thick fingers at your slit, feeling how wet you are.

You cry out as he pushes into you without warning, his head lowering and his tongue quickly applying pressure to your external G-spot.

You sigh, running your fingers through his hair as the sounds of the sleeping bag rustling is only just heard underneath the lashing rain outside.

He makes you cum twice like this before he can no longer take it, springing his cock free and centering his large, swollen head at your dripping cunt.

He kisses you deeply, his right hand on the base of his shaft while his left arm keeps him propped up above you, his hand gently palming your hair.

"You ready for me, baby?" He whispers with ragged breath.

"Yes..." You breathe.

He pushes into you, your insides slowly swallowing him like a snake devouring a large meal.

"N'uhhh..." He grunts, his eyes shutting.

Once he's fully sheathed inside of you, he'll tenderly make slow, passionate love to you, your perception now not even noticing the thunderstorm other than the beautiful sounds of dancing raindrops, your tent their stage as your lover slowly and gently fucks you.

His sweat smells sweet as the tent quickly becomes steamy - a small sauna of erotica.

He fucks you for at least two hours like this, painfully slow and building you both up from the very foundation, so that by the time you're both close to your glorious end, your toes are curling and your wentess is dripping down your ass, coating his balls and groin.

"You're so beautiful."

"You feel so good around me like this..."

"Oh baby... Oh ba---bay..."

"You like me nice and deep inside you, huh?"

"God you're amazing."

"You smell so good."

"You gonna make me a daddy? Fill you up nice and full with my cum."

" mmm 's so good..."

Are some big the things he'll grunt, Whisper and whine into your ear as he slowly slides in and out of you.

After you're both done with possibly the best (and loudest) orgasms of your lives, he'll stay plugged into you for as long as possible, his breeding kink in full swing.

While staying plugged up in you, he'll pepper kisses anywhere and everywhere he can, telling you how amazing that was and how amazing you are.

Once his done, sloppy cock falls out of you, his fingers will slowly push his dripping seed back inside of you, slowly and deeply, his fingers twisting inside of you, corkscrewing his seman as close to your womb as possible.

Eventually, he'll roll back onto his side, pulling you in close and planning his life together with you until you both drift off into a restful sleep while in his arms ❤️