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minhosimthings · 2 months

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Epilogue || 18+

Synopsis: Sex had never felt so good, as it did now, with your new husband.

Pairings: husband!Jay × wife!reader

Warnings: smut minors Dni, thigh riding, oral (f receiving), multiple orgasms, overstimulation, p in v sex, penetration, degradation, unprotected sex (wrap it before you tap it), rough sex, dom!Jay, sub!reader, breeding kink, mention of pregnancy, cumming inside, JayYn forever I love these idiots

A/N: and we come to an end with the Lucifer series! Thank you for all the support on this series, I truly loved writing it and I hope you all like this tiny bonus 😙🎀

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The first time Jay ever saw you was in fourth grade. He remembered that story like the back of his hand. The first thing he recalled was the fact that you were so short you couldn't reach the coat hangers, so he had to help you hang your too big coat up. That was the first kindle that ignited the flames of your friendship.

The second kindle was when you were introduced to him as 'your new neighbour Y/N'. Your parents had recently moved to the town and bring the social butterfly she was, Jay's mother promptly marched him over to your new house with a jar of homemade cookies. Jay remembered how you and him had devoured all of the cookies without a thought, only to get stomach aches and scoldings from both your mothers.

Jay had introduced Heeseung to you at the start of fifth grade, having trusted you enough to welcome you into his own group of friends, of which Heeseung was his best. Jay's entire world for most of his cringey teenage and depressing young adult years were you and Heeseung. And he had been thankful for that.

Until he found himself falling in love with you.

Falling desperately, hopelessly, painfully in love with you. If anyone had asked him about what he loved about you, he would have had a seven verse poem written already. As if that was enough for him to express everything he held within his the deepest crevices of his heart for you. He loved you on purpose, truly and fully, as heartbreak loved a woman and as misfortune loved a daughter.

But as love always went, Jay was hesitant. He was scared. What if you didn't feel the same way? It would have ruined your friendship and the deep bond between you two if Jay ever told you what he truly felt, about the way his stomach would erupt in butterflies whenever you'd fix his hair and the way you made him weak in the knees everytime you laughed at one of his dad jokes.

Then came Seattle.

Jay's father has received a promotion and they were to move to The States. A new chance at at life, as his mother had enthusiastically put it. But there was no enthusiasm or happiness in it for Jay. Sure, he would be moving somewhere new, somewhere where dreams were supposed to be fulfilled, but what about his life until then? What about Heeseung and you? What about the life he wanted to have with you for the rest of eternity?

So came the waterworks. The final look of anguish on your face at the airport remained etched into Jay's memory forever, even from the distance he could clearly see the tear stains on your face, and Heeseung's arms pulling you into a hug with a final nod to Jay. It tore his heart apart, but he promised himself that he'll dig his way back to you if it was the last thing he'd do.

That is, until he moved back to Seoul, and found himself face to face with you and Heeseung. With matching rings on your fingers and a lovesick smile on your face. Or atleast that was how he imagined it. He didn't even take the time to glance at your longing expression, heavily disguised under the cheerful grin on your face.

You did love Heeseung, yes, but what good was that love when the man you've wanted since eight grade was right in front of you? Sitting in the same elegant position, holding his glass of gin in the same peculiar way that had always made you laugh, what good was any love when it was not the love you wanted?

Or perhaps the love you lusted after, the dangerous kind of love. The adventurous kind of love. The love that made your eyes linger over him whenever you'd pay Heeseung a visit at the police station, only to find Jay looking at you with pity as he glanced towards the empty desk labelled with your ex husband's name next to him.

The love that made you want to absolutely devour him as he sat leaning back in his armchair, legs spread dangerously wife apart, that caused warmth to spread between your thighs and saliva to accumulate in your mouth.

Jay looked at you with eyes full of lust, like he was a tiger on a hunt and you were his lamb, dolled up in a white dress with a glittering diamond ring on your finger. You had practically fought him not to buy you something so expensive, but Jake and Sunghoon had shrugged their shoulders with an 'i told you so' look when you walked in with a look of defeat.

"Come 'ere." Jay mumbled, tapping his index finger on his thigh, his own ring shone spectacularly against the golden shade of his skin. You promptly walked over, dragging your dress along with you. It was a pretty dress, you had to admit, you didn't think Jake and Sunghoon would have been such experts in suggesting wedding dresses, but you were proven wrong.

"Pretty little doll..." Jay's arms promptly went to your waist, as you say yourself down on his thigh, forearms resting on his shoulder. His right hand, crawled up your back, to where the zipper of your dress lay stagnant. You pressed your body closer to his, your clothed pussy practically grinding against the course material of his trousers. Jay's soft, cherry pink lips, touched your neck agressively, leaving hues of red behind for everyone in town to know whose you were.

Jay's fingers fiddled with the zipper for a minute before he pulled it down completely, to reveal the white lace of your bra. It barely hid anything, your perked up nipples were clearly visible and your cleavage was a valley Jay wanted to dive into and make a home out of.

Jay's hands palmed your bare back as he ripped your dress off of you, eliciting a moan out of your mouth as you saw his muscles flex ever so slightly, thought the fabric of his silk shirt. Your fingers also went to the buttons of his shirt, unbuttoning the first three before Jay perked his thigh up, the fabric now hitting your clothed cunt. You gasped at the sudden sensation.

"So impatient aren't you, love?" Jay connected his lips to yours in a short kiss, "Tell me what you want baby."

"You're allowing me that privilege?" You chuckled, trying hard not to stare down at his chiseled chest, "That's too kind of you Mr Park."

"Would you prefer if I was rougher, Mrs Park?" Jay wore a handsome smirk on his face, the hand which settled on your back, squeezed it ever so slightly, making you squirm. Jay's fingers danced up your legs, slowly making their way up your legs until he reached the waistband of your panties. His devilish smirk only grew in size as you lifted your hips just enough for him to slide the thin fabric down your milky thighs to expose your slick center.

"Needy little slut aren't you doll?" Jay whispered in your, sending shivers down your spine, "All wet for me, and I haven't even touched you."

"Maybe you're just that handsome." You responded with a cheeky smile. You started to slowly roll your hips into Jay's stomach, your soaked pussy rubbed harshly against his trousers. Jay could feel the spot on which you sat comfortably getting wetter by the second.

"Or maybe I'm just that pretty." You said again, adding fuel to the fire, "Well, a pretty girl like me shouldn't be with a man like you should she?"

As you went to pull away, he grabbed your arm gently, his grasp firm around your skin, before bringing you back down to his level and pressing his lips into your mouth, a searing hot kiss igniting you into a pile of flames, a mountain of ash at the feeling of his touch.

You kissed him back, eyes shutting tight like a stone door, your body leaning in to his as his tongue dragged across your own. That elicited a moan from the back of your throat, and without exactly meaning to, you felt yourself grinding against him.

"Pretty girl like you deserves to be fucked like the whore she is, doll." His fingernails drew marks over your skin, adding to your pleasure. The drag of your clit against his muscular thigh causes you to whimper, pressing yourself harder to his skin, as if trying to obliviate the mere atoms of space between the both of you. His large calloused hands guide your hips, moving you up and down his thigh.

Soon the throbbing in your cunt got stronger, your clit begging for more friction, something to relieve the pressure building up in your lower stomach. You give an experimental rock of your hips, freezing to wait for Jay's reaction. When he doesn't respond you do it again, setting a steady rhythm as you grind down on his lap.

The zipper on the front of his slacks rubs perfectly against your sensitive clit, the pleasure increasing with every roll of your hips, head burying further into the crook of Jay's neck, his masculine scent filling your nose. Your pussy is dripping now, your empty hole flutters and pulses as you continue grinding in Jay's lap, too lost in pleasure to register the tiny whimpers leaving your mouth.

Speeding up your movement, hips pressing down harder into his, a breathy moan of his name falls from your lips as you're about to reach your peak. Just as you feel yourself tumbling over the edge, two strong, cold hands firmly grab your hips, halting your movement completely.

You whine desperately at the loss of your orgasm, hips frantically chasing more of that delicious friction that would have your cunt gushing, but it's useless. Jay's vice-like grip prevents any of your movements, cold fingers bruising as they dig into the soft flesh of your hips.

"Not so soon, sweetheart." Jay smirked at your shocked expression, you looked adorable to him with widened eyes and an agape mouth, "My spoilt little princess."

"Jay please..." You whine out of annoyance, but his grip stayed strong on your body, practically leaving scars there from how strong it was.

"Poor baby, begging for me." Jay snickered, sending shivers down your spine, "Tell me what you want darling—tongue, fingers or cock?" One of his hands went down to your thigh, giving it a light squeeze, eliciting a moan out of you.

"T-Tongue." You spluttered out, as Jay kept groping your thigh. He snickered once more, his ego grew in size as he watched you sink into an abyss at his mere touch.

"Good girl." Jay simply replied, before tightly securing his hands round your hips. He lifted you up with ease, and places your feet on the ground, before getting up himself and picking you up again. One of his hands wound round your waist and one of them went to your ass, squeezing it mischievously. He meticulously carried you to the bed, which by the look of it, had new silken sheets, just waiting to be ruined.

The feeling of the soft fabric seduced you as you allowed your body to relax into the mattress. Your eyes flickered over to Jay, whose figure could be seen outlined by the faint golden light of the lamp placed on the bedside table. The carved muscles of his back enamoured you into a trance as you stared at your new husband take off his shirt. His hands went to his newly bought leather belt and he took it off in one swipe, loosening up his trousers which soon came off to reveal his hardened cock. Your mouth filled to the brim with saliva as you stared at it.

"It's not good to stare, sweetheart." Jay chuckled, turning to you, his gaze set fire to your skin, "Now—" his mouth morphs into a lopturned smirk, "—you said tongue didn't you?"

The only response he got was a weak whimper when his hands roamed over your thighs, spreading your legs apart. You gasped softly at the feeling of his breath hitting your skin.

Jay peeled open your pussy, revealing your glistening slit to his hungry eyes. He watched the way your arousal pooled at the tight hole of your cunt, the way your clit hardened at the feeling of the cold air. Your hands snaked down to his head, and you dragged your fingers through his hair, his name falling from your tongue like a melody.

"Jay—stop teasing." You whined, not having the patience anymore to wait for his heaven-trained tongue to get stuck inside your pussy.

His eyes find yours again, and he kept them there as he traced his lips north. He nosed the juncture of your cunt and inner thigh, running a tongue along your mound. You gasped and eyes narrowed, watching him with rapt attention. He pressed a kiss to the top of your slit and his hands come up to open you to him, pulling the lips apart and tonguing the collected moisture there. Your head fell back as your elbows gave way, falling flat against the blanket.

"god, just like that," you groan as he brushes against your g-spot and circles his tongue around your clit.

Jay's tongue swirls in lazy circles against your clit, hands gripping your trembling thighs to anchor you to him. His mind is hazy with desire, lost in the taste and scent of you, the feel of your body under his touch. He can't get enough of you, craving more and more until he's completely satisfied, which he knows will take hours at the very least.

All you can hear are the brazen sounds of his slurps and sucking along with his ragged breathing and you scream and whine as your hands reach out weakly to push his shoulders away, the pleasure running through your nerves, strangling your throat in the process.

“Ahh-! Jay- wait..!” He doesn't listen to your pleads to get him to stop, the pleasure almost unbearably good. How could he stop? His sweet tooth craves for his sweetheart’s sloppy cunt almost all the time.

He’s enjoying every second of it, listening to how noisy you’re getting, the screeches and moans escaping your lips, barely managing to form words to escape those pretty lips he loves to shove his cock into.

Your moans were getting higher and higher as your back arched to feed more of yourself to him, desperately craving the feel of his touch, of his nose, of his beard against your thighs, of the lips he so devoutly was using to suck on your most sensitive spot.

As his tongue continues exploring your clit with need, you push against his shoulders but fail, his strong grip keeping you locked in position.

Nonetheless you keep trying, far too overstimulated for your own good. You try to get his hands to release their firm grip of holding your thighs up, but you fail again, then try pushing his head away, yet you fail again, your attempts futile.

"Fuck—oh Jay!” You wailed a wanton amount, enough for the whole neighbourhood to shake due to the sheer pleasure you’re feeling. The white pain mixing with adrenaline sends you right to the edge of teetering release.

“Can’t you please just— Ah! fuck me already!” There it was, the only permission he ever needed.

Jay was quick to pull his skilled tongue out and move his hands from your thighs to your hips, getting himself steady on top of you. The sudden movement caught you off guard, even more so, when his lips landed on yours. You tasted the faint bits of yourself on them and you relished it all, arching yourself further into him. He was your husband now, and you made sure that you took full advantage of that.

"So fucking pretty." Jay whispered after pulling away. One of his hands cupped your cheek while the other remained on your hip. Jay was quick to withdraw his hand and trace it back to your hip.

“You ready?” he asked, licking his lips before pulling his cock out, already covered in pre-cum. He looked so beautiful above you, his hips so close to yours, his hair falling into his face and his chest raising as fast as yours. You looked a mess, but you were his mess and he wanted to devour you.

He was tender with you, his fingertips light across the length of your body as he felt you, his touch delicate- as though you were a statue that could break at any moment. He was going to take his time with you. He was going to devote himself to the religion that was your weeping cunt.

Yet, in a play of duality, the moans, the lewd moans that crawled up your throat were filthy, even filthier than the sound of how wet, how unbelievably drenched you were as he plunged into you over and over, as he literally used you as a fucktoy, filling you up more and more, until he was finally sat inside you to the very hilt, until his pubic hairs were grazing your skin and the tip of his cock was touching your cervix.

"Fucked out already, love?" Jay snickered at you, he knew his words always made you weak.

You managed a weak glare, but it melted into a moan as he pushed into you. The stretch was intense, making you claw at his shoulders for support. He kissed your neck, his lips and teeth leaving a trail of fire as he pulled out slowly before thrusting back in deeply. You moaned at the sensation, your body arching to meet his every movement.

You opened your eyes slowly, your vision filled with the sight of him. His beautiful, sweat-covered face was close to yours, the grey in his eyes adding to his rugged appeal. His aura burned with an intensity that made your heart race.

His pace quickened, his hips snapping against yours with a ferocity that left you breathless. The room was filled with the sounds of your combined moans, the slap of skin against skin, and the wet, obscene noises of your coupling. His free hand roamed over your body, caressing and squeezing, leaving trails of fire in its wake.

“Jay– more,” His eye flits up to your face, asking for silent reassurance that that is indeed what you want. “For god's sake Jay, move faster please I–” Not needing to be told twice, Jay picks up speed. Where his thrusts were slow and sensual, now they are fast and hard. He fucks you like a man starved, as if he was told this is the last woman he will ever lay with. Which in his case, was true, since you were married after all.

It all feels so, so good. Your mind is a hazy mess with only thoughts of him and his fat fucking dick. Every time his tip meets that spongy spot inside of you, you feel like you're seeing stars as drool runs down your chin. When was the last time you ever got your guts rearranged like this? In fact, when was the last time you even felt the touch of a man? Heeseung surely had done it, but it was surely never as pleasurable as this.

Those questions were swept away in the flurry of pleasure brought by Jay's cock sliding in and out of your pussy with a wet squelch, your body rocking back and forth with the force. He relished the sight under him, your sweaty body splayed out so prettily for him as he brought you to new heights.

"Damn... You're so fucking tight—"He grinned as you responded with nothing but incoherent babbles, too dumbed down to even form a proper sentence. "—sucking in my cock like it never wants to let it go, honey..."

Jay brought one of his hands down to grab your breast, fondling the mound and squeezing before tweaking your nipple between the pads of his thumb and index. That action elicits a hiss out of him as he feels you clench down harder around him, making him let out a breathy chuckle

"Haah... You liked that, didn't you, doll?" His answer comes in the form of another pornographic moan, "...What if I gave you a child, huh? —Fuck—! You like the thought, love? Letting me fuck a baby into you?"

"Jay—ah shit!" You screamed, feeling your gummy cunt being attacked by his tip, "N-Need your cum—please!"

Jay would have been lying if he said the thought wasn't enticing, getting to raise a child with you that's his own. It was something he'd been dreaming of for the longest while. You weren't sure if you could have children, but Jay would at least attempt to make it happen. Even if it meant pumping you full of his cum till your belly bloats from the amount he's emptied into you. It drives him to go a bit faster, his cock reaching deep as your walls spasm around him.

You gasp out his name as your arms tighten around him. Hearing a chuckle, he did it again. "What happened baby?" He cooed, you could hear the smirk dripping from his voice. But you were too distracted making noises to complain.

“My dumb little girl, just love getting her needy cunt fucked hm? there sweetheart? yeah feels good doesn’t it?” He up his pace, even if you thought that was impossible. His cock continues to drill inside you with the tip expertly hitting your heavenly spot.

It doesn’t take long to feel the first flutterings of that eye-wateringly beautiful sensation between your legs. The force of his thrusts, and the friction against your clit cause you to see stars behind your eyes. With one last scream of his name, you cum around his cock. Your walls pulling him in, attempting to root him to you. Aemond however, does not let up, chasing afer his own release. You quickly stammer, “I’m cumming! Fuck!”

“Cum for me. Right now give it to me, baby, come on” Jay pistons his hips with slower pace but deeper, sliding himself unbelievably full to your cunt, with a prominent bulge on your lower tummy.

Jay’s legs nearly gave out underneath him, hearing your sweet words. As your pussy contracted in wet bursts around him again, Jay released every drop of cum inside of his body, deep into your walls so that you could feel yourself becoming full and it beginning to drip out as it became too much.

Jay didn’t move and kept his cock inside you, letting himself and you calm down and try to catch your breath. As you regain your composure, your head against Jay's chest, your mind almost exploded with the overwhelming thoughts.

You definitely were not on the pill.

You and Jay winced in union as he slowly pulled out, careful not to waste any of his seed, which stayed buried deep within you. You could see the shine of the thin line of sweat on Jay's body as he slumped down on the mattress next to you. He looked ethereal, like a God in his own kingdom.

"You ok, love?" Jay murmured in his deep voice, which sounded tired.

"You're asking me that now, asshole?" You chuckled breathlessly, your chest riding and falling according to your hasty breaths, "I'm not on the pill by the way." You added, with uncertainty coating your tone.

You felt Jay's arms quickly wrap around you, pulling your head into his chest. He smiled down at you, pressing a saccharine-sweet kiss to your sweaty forehead. You winced at the feeling of your sore legs moving slightly on the bed.

"Good." Jay said, "I wasn't planning on having any protection anyway."

"Jay!" You gasped playfully, softly hitting his chest, "Don't say that!"

"Or what?" He smirked.

"Or I'll make you a dad." You managed a cheeky smile, feeling drops of sleep drip onto your eyes.

"Gladly, my love."

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magxnoria · 2 years

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Starring Tokyo Revengers Men ✰ As Side Pieces

Cast Line Up Ran, Rindou, Haruchiyo, Mikey, Kakucho, Hajime and Current Shuji

Rated TV-MA

Minors This Isn’t For You

Summary✰ How The Men Behave While Being Your Man on the Side! Got Your Husband Wondering Why Your Booty is Getting Bigger and Your Skin Clearer!

No pronouns up in here but the Reader has a Kitty

Ran Haitani

✰ Ran Loves being the Man you sneak out the house for in nothing but a thin nightgown to get a quick dicking down, “Let Daddy fuck all your stress away” Ran singsong while you suck his thumb

✰ Oh he knows you're hooked on him cause he somehow got your Married ass to get a tattoo of his initials on your inner left thigh

✰ He despises your husband, The Drunken Asshole who pays all his attention to whiskey and Gin that he didn't even notice you get into the Arms of Another Man

✰ Ran dicks you with all he got, He wants you sprung off him and Drunk off his dick. Every night he's massaging your back and Burying his dick up in your tight cunt

✰ He wishes your husband would say something out of the way about Him fucking you, He’ll Shatter the man's bones

✰ In Ran's Opinion, you already belong to him, hell he Brings you everywhere and Introduce you as his

✰ “Ran Haitani being the Side dick to someone who married. Who would've thought?” Sanzu laughed while Rindou shook his head, “ Side Dick? I Have You know Y/N is All Mine. They don't even let their husband fuck The Pussy that Belongs to Ran fucking Haitani” Ran Says proudly as Rindou rolls his eyes

✰ Ran got feeling so deep that he was ready to get Bonten henchmen to beat your husband into signing Divorce papers so he can have you all to himself

Ran Had you folded up on the back seat of your husband's truck as he fucked into you, “ Drunk fuck let me take his babe and his fucking keys, What a fucking joke” Ran Giggled as he gave you powerful long strokes, “ I know this pussy was made for me, You take this dick so well” Ran groaned while he rolled his hips just right to fuck all the senses out of you

“Who does This pussy Belong to hmmm? Ran asked as his fingers ghosted over your clit making you whine, “ My Pussy Belong to Ran Haitani” You moaned as he rubbed circles into your clit. “So fucking good too, you're perfect” Ran groaned while he fucked you so hard the truck was shaking

Rans's dick felt so good in your cunt that you didn't even care about the windows of the truck not being tinted, all you cared about was the way Ran’s dick stretched your pussy open and how his tip rubbed that spot deep in you. “Fuck. Ran Feels so good in me” You moaned as Ran sucked a hickey on your neck

“Can feel your pussy tugging on my dick, you really love me huh?” Ran teased as he slowed his thrusts down to relish the way your pussy was holding his dick, “Ran, I'm Cumming” You moaned out as you watched Ran’s dick enter in and out of you making you cum against him.

Ran was only able to give you three shaky thrusts before he began cumming in your tight pulsing pussy, “I fucking Love you” Ran groaned out as his dick filled you up with his cum. Ran pushed himself deep into your pussy one final time before pulling out of you. “Oops! We made a mess of his cloth seats” Ran said as he cleaned his dick with your panties, “Guess I'll leave these behind as a memento for him, This the closest he gonna get to your pussy anyway” Ran giggled as he tossed your dirty panties on the dashboard

Rindou Haitani

✰ Oh How Rindou loves fucking you and he doesn't feel bad for fucking your married pussy up

✰ He knows your husband and he can never feel sorry for a drunk loser who rather act single than enjoy the beauty he got at home

✰ Rindou treats and fuck you like you belong to him, He loves making you cum hard around his dick

✰ He's In your pussy so much that you hardly ever see your husband because you're glued to the Youngest Haitani

✰ Rindou has fucked you on every surface of The house you share with that bastard you call a “Husband”

✰ It Would make Rindou day if your husband confronts him, He’ll snap his bones like pretzel sticks

✰ You got the youngest Haitani catching feelings and he's not ashamed of it, you're one of the best things in his world

✰ “Rin, you're glowing,” Ran says while grinning, “ Guess it's that Married pussy making him shine” Sanzu laughs while Ran starts snickering. “Yeah Yeah. Laugh it up. At Least we’re Happy together that's more than I about you two” Rindou says before stirring his drink While Ran and Sanzu's laughter halt

✰ At this Rate, Rindou will take you away from that bastard and make you his

Rindou was fucking you in the Offce of the club, his dick hitting your G-Spot so well you could only see stars, “Rinnie, fucking My pussy so good” you mewled with Rindou's hands gripping your thighs. “Fucking this pussy because you're mine” Rindou Grunted while rutting into you

“That silly bastard probably out there wondering where the fuck you went, Doesn't even have a clue you're back here getting dick from a real man” Rindou groaned before popping your tits out of your dress and swirling his tongue around your right nipple. “Going to fuck you until you get knocked up, be tied to me Not Him” Rindou grunted out before latching on to your left nipple

His hips pushed his dick deep in you as he groaned against your nipple making your eyes roll, “No one can fuck me like you do Rinnie” You moaned as he kept up the pace fucking you absolutely dumb. “You got that right. Only I can fuck your pussy like this. Only I can drive you crazy like this Rindou Grunted as he rocked his hips trying to get deeper in you

“Fuck. Just like that Rinnie” You moaned as Rindou palmed your clit making your eyes tear up, “Aww you're about to cum already? Rindou teased as he kept hitting your pussy with the same rhythm that made your pussy twitch. Your Orgasm hit you like a train as you shook against Rindou who had his eyes closed. “Feels so fucking Good” Rindou groaned as his cum seeped out of his dick into your warmth

“Fuck” Rindou groaned While giving you two shallow thrusts before pulling out you, “Now go back out there to that loser with my cum dribbling down your leg and No panties” Rindou grinned while stuffing your panties in the pocket of his Gucci Pants

Haruchiyo Sanzu

✰ Haruchiyo Loves you, He became Infatuated with you from the Moment his name fell from those pretty lips of yours But You have a husband.

✰ He is Selfish and Greedy. He wants Your Time, Your Body, and Your mind to constantly stay on him

✰ Haruchiyo values loyalty but the way your husband treats you makes him sick to his stomach

✰ Your husband is a parasite in Haruchiyo's eyes, A tapeworm that somehow found a way to get attached to the most beautiful being around

✰ Haruchiyo fucks you in his car outside of your house, Inside your Home, and in the private booth of the club

✰ He always Cum Inside you, Nothing will please him more than you getting knocked up with his kids and becoming his in a way your husband never will experience

✰ He wants your husband to say something ugly to you so he can paint the walls with his blood, Haruchiyo is plotting the man's downfall.

✰ He can't wait for the day your husband “disappears” so He can make you officially his but for now he’ll enjoy being the man you depend on for amazing dick and a good time.

✰ “Fuck you till you can't walk, have your knees buckling in front of him” Haruchiyo grins while his hands roam your body

“Love the way my dick feels in that tight pussy huh?” Haruchiyo Teased as he fucked you on The bed you share with the man you married for the fifth night in a row, “Haru, He might come home early” you whined while Haruchiyo rubbed your nipples with his fingers

“Who?? that wimpy fuck?? I got something for him, don't you worry baby.” Haruchiyo grinned before bringing his right hand down to play your clit making you grind up against his hand, “ Pussy so wet for me. I bet you're so turned on right now thinking about what would happen if he catch us, I can't lie my dick just throbbing right now at the fucking possibility” Haruchiyo Grunted while fucking you deep

Haruchiyo's strokes were rapid, Deep, and Long with every push of his hips his tip was battering your G-spot with such accuracy that you couldn't help but scream out his name and claw at his back, “ Fuck, Mark Your Man up. I'm all Yours and take all this dick” Haruchiyo Groaned while he rammed himself deeper in your cunt making you brokenly say his name

“Haru, So close baby” You moaned while he smiled down at you as you throbbed around his dick, Haruchiyo didn't let up from fucking you relentlessly when your pussy started clenching down hard on him, His thrusts became sloppier as he began cumming in you. “Fuck. Milking me dry” Haruchiyo Groaned as he shot his load deep in your pussy only to be disturbed by the drunken slurs of your husband

“You whore!” your husband Yelled while Haruchiyo handed you his keys and Suit Jacket, “Wait in my car for me baby, I won't be long. Oh how I waited for this fucking Day” Haruchiyo laughed before cracking his neck

Round One! Fight!

Manjiro Sano

✰ Manjiro hates being your side piece but he loves you.

✰ You are his one and only but you got that limp noodle of a man as a husband

✰ Your Husband pisses Manjiro off by cheating on you while treating you poorly, these actions alone are enough for Manjiro to make him Go missing.

✰ Manjiro fucks You anytime and anyplace but he loves fucking you in the apartment you share with your husband , His dick gets harder when he knows your husband can catch you two

✰ He prefers to cum in you but if you don't want him to? He blows his load on your husband's pillow

✰ What is your husband gonna do? Try to Beat Manjiro Sano?? Don't make him laugh.

✰ Manjiro flaunts you around, he wants the world to know of his relationship with you

✰ If Your Husband dares to raise his voice or hand to you? He will be expecting a visit from Death Himself after being tortured of course

✰ You Brought out a different side of Manjiro Sano and Now The streets of Tokyo are a little bit more bloodier

✰ Manjiro can barely wait for the Day your husband signs those papers and frees you from this loveless marriage

Sanzu Had his back turned to you as he held your tied-up husband at gunpoint while Manjiro and you fucked each other, “Don't you Love Seeing them Ride this dick?” Manjiro Groaned while you rode him as your husband watched

“ Watching like the worm you are. All tied up on the floor” Manjiro Sighed while rolling his hips up to meet yours, Your pussy squeezing on him more than usual making him spank your ass. “ Ahhh Sweet heart here loves you watching Me dick this pussy right. So wet and Squeezing me harder Than usual! Anyway sign the papers” Manjiro said before flicking his wrist

“You Heard what My boss said. Sign those divorce papers and don't you fucking stain them with your tears” Sanzu Grinned before pressing the gun to your husband's skull, “Shit. if you loved them you would've treated them better” Manjiro Groaned before pinching your nipples making you arch against him while your “husband” signed the papers

“Signed them?? Good Now, watch us fuck.” Manjiro grunted while thrusting up into your pussy making you moan, “ Manjiro, your dick feels so good in me” You mewled while Manjiro closed his eyes. Yes. Gonna fuck you every night cause you're all mine now” Manjiro groaned while you bounced up and down his dick

Manjiro wasted no time sucking on your left nipple as his eyes studied your face and took in your blissed-out expression while he thrusted up into you, You don't know if was the heat of the moment or how Manjiro's dick was pushed up inside your tender walls but you could feel your body shake

“Jiro, Gonna cum” You moaned while Manjiro only hummed around your nipple in response, he kept up the pace of thrusting up into you while your body trembled around his dick as you came hard. “Creaming All down my dick” Manjiro Groaned before laying you down on the Mattress, “Now I'm gonna fuck you till I get My fill. Sanzu Take out the trash” Manjiro commanded while Sanzu Dragged your “Husband” out of the room

Kakucho

✰ Kakucho loves you deeply, it's a shame you're married to another man who mistreats you so

✰ How Kakucho treats you well and he praises the ground you walk on, It sickens him to hear the things your husband has put you through

✰ Kakucho slowly goes out of his character and his mind now thinking like Sanzus whenever you come to him crying. Your “Husband” has to pay for his sins against you.

✰ He always there for you to be a shoulder to cry on or strong arms to caress you with

✰ Kakucho may have a good heart but he also gives very good dick that makes you a whining mess under him

✰ He makes love you to at his place or Hotels, He never wants to put you in a bad situation

✰ He brings you around the safety of Bonten and a place where nosy eyes would not stare, He does this all for your safety

✰ Kakucho Used to be a Heavenly King but he will rain down hell on the man who is married to you if he even looks at you wrong

✰ He will always be there for you with anything you need, he just wants you to be happy with or without him

✰ “I love you so much, I would love to be your man. I know your situation is rough right now and I'm willing to wait for you Dove” Kakucho whispers in your ear while holding you tight

Kakucho was making tender love to you on a bed of rose petals. Your pussy felt wonderful with his dick filling you up, “Feels so Good in me” you moaned as Kakucho laid soft kisses down your chest while he sank down deeper into you

“You feel so good around me “ Kakucho groaned while wetting his lips before rocking his hips at a pace that makes you wild, “ So good Ahh Feels so good” You moaned while Kakucho kept working your pussy with his dick making your body shudder

“So Sweet, So Beautiful” Kakucho Groaned as he enjoyed the feeling of being embraced by your warmth, “Could Stay inside you forever” Kakucho whispered while he pushed himself deeper into you while keeping the rhythm

As if his dick was made for you, he was hitting every spot that made you writhing babbling mess. He rubbed your clit so well that you couldn't keep yourself from getting captured up in bliss, your hips moved on their own as you met his thrusts. “Kaku. So close” you moaned while Kakucho's free Hand caressed your face

“I know you're ready for your release, Let Go. I am Here” Kakucho whispered in your ear as your body followed his command, you got lost in paradise as your body convulsed in pleasure. Kakucho Thrusts stayed strong doing your orgasm, He came in you with a groan of your name before capturing your lips in a kiss.

“I love you” Kakucho whispered before pulling the covers over the two of you.

Hajime Kokonoi

✰ How you got Hajime all messed up! He told himself he wasn't going to fall for you but look at him! Head over heels for someone who married

✰ Hajime despises your husband and the horrible way he treats you, Whenever you come to him with tears in your eyes he considers asking Sanzu to take care of a “Problem” for him

✰ He spoils you, He gives you good dick and Gucci handbags. Your husband is now questioning how you can afford such finery

✰ Hajime Knows you Love him by the way you say his name and the way your pussy grips so tightly whenever he fucks you

✰ He's classy with it. he fucks you in the best of hotels and his penthouse

✰ He Takes you on vacation to Bali, France and Dubai, Have your husband wondering where the fuck you went

✰ Hajime Always Paint your walls with his cum, he sees it as another way of claiming you as his

✰ In fact he knows you will be his one day, your husband is a loser and is losing you to the better man

✰ “If you think you're being treated like royalty now just wait until you're all mine. I'll fuck you on a bed of Money.” Hajime whispered in your ear while he undressed you

The Moonlight shone in through the window of the Hotel you were staying at while he fucked you down on his bed, “ Bet He never made you feel like this” Hajime Grunted as his dick spread your cunt open with every snap of his hips. “Who Keeps you Happy? Who Keeps You satisfied?” Hajime asked before sucking your left nipple, His sharp eyes staring up at

“Hajime Kokonoi, Satisfy me in every way” You breathly Moaned making Hajime Hum as he pulled away from your left nipple with a pop and began to suck on your right. His dick was deep in you as the moon Illuminated the union of you two

“Koko. Just Like That” you moaned while Hajime fucked into you, Your legs wrapped tightly around your lover holding him against you like you were afraid he would pull out and leave you empty. “Only I make you so sloppy, Your sweet Juices coating me so well” Hajime groaned as his dick massaged your walls making him shiver

His dick stayed on your G-spot making you incoherent against the white-haired male, “Fuck. I can feel you throbbing, Pussy Getting ready to cum on me and Take All my cum. Yeah?” Hajime Grunted while he fucked you toward the edge of ecstasy. You struggled to find words as your pussy spasmed around Hajime's thick dick, Your eyes rolling back while your body went limp

Hajime's thrust became erratic as your pussy gripped his orgasm from him, his seed flooding your pussy. “ I love seeing you take my cum” Hajime Groaned before pushing himself deep in you, “Put My Rolex on your wrist and Take a picture for your Instagram, I want him to see how fucked out of your mind you look” Hajime smiled before handing your phone to you

The Caption to the photo? “ Blissed out in Bali Under My Man”

Shuji Hanma

✰ Shuji started fucking you because he thought you needed fun in your life and baby he was correct

✰ Your husband has been playing in the streets while his spouse was lonely in the sheets

✰ Shuji loves being your side piece, it's thrilling. The way you grab at him and ride his dick like you're constantly in heat got him leaking just from the thoughts alone

✰ Shuji is Taking Pictures of his dick in your pussy and Filming your encounters on his phone just to send them to your husband

✰ “Don't be shy! Let that fucker see you get dick from a real man” Shuji Laughs while angling his phone down at your face

✰ He wants your husband to try something so he punches his lights off and then back on again cause he Generous like that

✰ Shuji fucking you nasty on the bed your husband bought in the house your husband pays for and he doesn't feel sorry at all

✰ “Gonna Fuck you till you forget his pathetic loser name ” Shuji whispers in your ear while he thumbs your clit through your panties

“Smile for the camera Baby!” Shuji grinned while he fucked you from behind so good you couldn't even form a sentence, “Where are your words? Let Him Know how good this dick feels in ya or I can stop, Leave you with a wet aching pussy” Shuji said while feigning sadness

“Y-Your Dick F-Feel so Good in me” You mewled while Shuji spanked your ass, “ Nope. Who dick feels good in you?” Shuji whispered in your ear while putting his body weight on your back. “Shuji Hanma's dick feels so good fucking my pussy” You sputtered out while he kiss the back of your neck

“ You got that fucking right. Look at all that cream! All over my dick” Shuji groaned while he lowered his phone so he could record your messy pussy taking his dick so well, “I bet you never were able to make this pussy so wet, Guess you're gonna be mad when you see what this pussy can do when a real dick gets into it” Shuji grunted as he angled his hips to fuck you deeper

“Look at them! Can barely stop themselves from shaking” Shuji teased as he pounded into you just right, “ Just to think you could've had this pussy all to yourself But Now this pussy is mine to fuck whenever I get Hard and I stay hard most of the time!” Shuji Giggled while your pussy pulsed around him

“Ahh, I can feel you about to cum around my dick baby. Lose control” Shuji said he fucked in and out of you good that you couldn't help but lose control and cum hard on his dick, “Fuck. Greedy pussy taking my cum so well” Shuji groaned as his hot cum poured into you. Shuji gave you four more shallow thrusts before Leaning his weight on your back as he messed with his phone

“Sent The Video Off of us fucking, Hope your Hubby likes it” Shuji Whispered in your ear before pinching your hips.

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Christmas Eve

Part of my Christmas/2k celebration!!

Also just a side note for Alfie's, I based this on Christmas/Hanukkah celebrations I've been involved in before, I'm sorry if it's not accurate to other people's personal experiences of like mixed culture it's just how it's worked for us in the past... I didn't want to just ignore Alfie's Jewishness

Tommy

🌿Beneath Tommy's cold exterior is a family man, he's just very good at keeping it hidden beneath all those defensive layers... And he believes Christmas is a precious time, a time that should be spent with family...

🌿And as much as he grumbles about having to host his whole family every year at Arrow House, Tommy wouldn't have it any other way...

🌿So Christmas Eve at Arrow House is a busy day, a day brimming with anticipation, that buzz in the air, expectancy, waiting for loved ones to arrive, the children excited to see their cousins, uncles, aunts...

🌿 And amid the hustle and bustle, the trickle of arriving guests who have come to stay for the holidays, Tommy will manage to slip away unnoticed for a little while... he'd have business to attend to, things he just has to see through before the new year...

🌿 And whilst in the morning his absence is excusable, and whilst in the afternoon you're far to wrapped up in overseeing the last minute changes to menus, to guest bedrooms, to present wrapping and attending to the needs of your excitable little ones, as the evening draws in Tommy's absence will become unignorable...

🌿 But you're not surprised and neither is Ada, neither are any of the wives, neither is Arthur who is supposed to be dressing up as Santa for the youngens but is waiting for his absent brother to phone through...

🌿 Tommy promised to be home early for the kids so you're getting worried. Ada is all eye rolls and Polly is tutting "that fuckin man and his fuckin business..." but you're getting scared that he isn't coming home at all...

🌿 Now the kids are obviously very excited because its christmas eve, so you haven't been able to settle them at all...

🌿 They're running around the house with their cousins playing at being daddy, pretending to shoot eachother, pretending to die and although usually you'd tell them off, try to tell them that thats not what their daddy does, tonight their laughter is so sweet you just let them carry on playing

🌿And their excitement is catching, it's hard to be too fearful when the tree is sparkling and there's frost in the air outside, when Ada and Polly have mixed up fancy gin cocktails and John keeps catching you beneath the mistletoe teasing you, telling you to take your chance whilst your husband's away...

🌿 There's that joy, that magic, that warmth, the family is together, the children are as innocent and as gleeful as you could possibly hope them to be... And in your heart you know that your stupid husbands coming home to you, that all will be well...

🌿 So even though you should be mad at him for breaking his promise and being late really you're just looking forward to him coming home, to throwing your arms around him, to having him catch you under the mistletoe and brush a chaste kiss over your lips before the kids can see you and start making sick noises.

🌿And when Tommy does finally come home the children nearly knock him over, barrelling into him. Your oldest pretends to shoot him for being late and breaking his promise...

🌿 So Tommy pretends he's shot, drops to his knees all dramatic in the doorway, his 'last words' tell your mother I love her very..." and when he closes his eyes and pretends to die the kids all clamber on him and demand that he wakes up... and he does but only because they're tickling him and he can't resist jumping back to life, snatching them up and making them jump and squeal and laugh.

🌿 finally they and him settle down, he says hes sorry for being late, hugs and kisses the children and then you, saying he's sorry an extra time, just to you, hand cupping your cheek as he looks you deep in the eyes, one of those, melt your heart, don't be angry with me, kind of looks

🌿And you can't be angry at him...

🌿He'd be able to settle the children so fast, getting them ready for bed with you and tucking them in. Telling them to be good or father christmas might change his mind about visiting them

🌿 But then seeing their little faces drop and chuckling, "no, of course he won't forget about you, little angels the lot of you, I reckon you're all right at the top of Father Christmas' list eh?"

🌿 "So we'd better get you up to bed eh? He'll be here soon and you'll want to be fast asleep in your beds when he gets here..."

🌿 As you go to follow the children up to the nursery Tommy catches your hand and tugs you back to the doorway, "and where do you think you're going in such a hurry love?" His fingers link closely with yours as he nods to the doorframe above you both, his smirk a little cheeky as you follow his gaze and see the mistletoe dangling above you...

🌿 When you tell him he isn't the first person to try it on with you under the mistletoe that evening, that if he'd been just one more minute late you'd have kissed his brother instead, he chuckles, "well I suppose I'd better make up for all that lost time eh?"

🌿 Closing your eyes when he kisses you, smiling into his lips as he lets them linger, your hand on his chest, you can feel his body heat warming you, his hold feels like home... When you pull away startled by the sound of the children calling for you Tommy pulls you back for one more kiss...

🌿 "Wait, there we go, just one more moment of peace..." he says quietly kissing you again, holding you close.

🌿 The children love it when he reads them the night before christmas, they're almost always half asleep by the time he's finished, your youngest sitting in his lap, drooling on him...

🌿 Watching him stroke their hair and kiss their heads,whispering to them little good nights and "love you"s before the two of you turn out the light and go back downstairs...

🌿He was late because he'd picked up last minute gifts for you, so he'd be trying to send you up to bed before him "go on angel, warm it up for me eh..."

🌿 He's probably so relieved to get into bed with you that evening, he'd wrap his arms around you and sigh, completely content and happy.

🌿Christmas always leaves him feeling grateful for everything he has, getting into bed with you and holding you close reminds him all the more of everything he has, how important you and the children are... He would still be a little preoccupied thinking about the morning, excited to see the children's faces when they see that father Christmas has been, looking forward to the way you'll kiss him when you open your gifts.

🌿Tommy will be the last one who falls asleep that night, he's too busy making the most of the peace, the bristling excitement in the air, just enjoying the feeling of you in his arms, knowing the whole family is together, safe and sound and full of joy.

Alfie

🐻 Alfie is only be celebrating christmas because you celebrate christmas, otherwise to him its not really a very important day at all. More than that it's "a fuss about nothing!" And a "tiresome inconvenience if you ask me little ziskeit, don't know why anyone bothers with it all..."

🐻 Every year it's always the same... Alfie promises he won't be grumpy this December, he promises he'll try to embrace the Christmas Spirit and be "merry and bright my little ziskeit, that's me, that's your Alfie ain't it, merry and bloody bright..."

🐻 But every year Alfie seems to be more grumpy than the last, grumbling and stropping about every tiny inconvenience, the market is always busier this time of year and he can't go out without bumping into people, getting jostled in the crowds... and his frustrations lead to some very comical rants about Jesus Christ and how he must have been one narcissistic baby to demand such a fuss...

🐻 By Christmas Eve you've just about had enough of his ranting and raving, all his grumbling and stropping, so just when he's about to go off on one all over again you stop him, arms crossed over your chest, face like thunder, eyes so steely and determined as you scold him for being such a grump that he stops dead in his tracks...

🐻 "Alright that's it, Alfred I've had enough!" Alfie can't keep the stunned smirk off his lips, he can't believe his little ziskeit is standing up to him... "Oh? What's this then are you tellin me off poppet? Are you gonna give your old man a piece of your mind?" He just sits down in his arm chair, one leg crossed over the other, hands resting on top of his cane, looking up at you expectantly... "Well go on then ziskeit, you give your old man a firm talkin too, tell me what a miserable, rotten old miser I'm being... don't hold back my darlin, don't try to spare my feelings eh, do your worst poppet..." it's like he's challenging you, waiting to see what you'll say but you've really had enough... all you want is a cosy, merry little Christmas...

🐻 "Don't tease me Alfie!" You sniff trying to remain indignant, trying not to get emotional as you hold your chin up high, "all I wanted yeah, was one peaceful little Christmas right and you promised Alfie, you promised youd try and get into the spirit of things this year but all you've done all bloody month is..."

🐻 You trail off when you hear him sigh, when you see that warm teasing glow in his eyes, he's smiling softly, watching you as you try to continue scolding him... Then he pushes himself up and walks slowly to you, takes your hips in his hands and guides you a pace into his body, looking down at you, expectantly, patiently waiting for you to be done with your own ranting and raving... And when you trail off and look at him you understand...

🐻 "Now then? Do you reckon you're finished tellin me off now poppet? Reckon your old man might be allowed to get a word in now yeah? Even if he is a mean old grump?" He's still teasing you and your blush is furious as he takes your cheek in his calloused hand and strokes your face with his thumbs, "my my you don't half get yourself in a tizz about these things do ya ziskeit, all this fuss over one bloody day..."

🐻 "Ain't just any day though is it Alf, s'christmas an it only comes once a year an I wanted it to be perfect... Not just for me but for the kids you know..."

🐻 "And it will be my little ziskeit, it will be... You trust me on this yeah, good old Father fuckin Christmas'll make sure everything's perfect..." he says reaching behind his chair for a tatty brown sack, slinging it over his shoulder and shooting you a wink...

🐻 Because Alfie does this every year too... Kids on that he hates Christmas, that he thinks the whole things a big old waste of time... Pushes you to your absolute limits, waiting for the day your fierce but rare temper bursts only to chuckle and pat you affectionately on the cheek before saying something stupid like "Ho Ho Fucking Ho and all that right..."

🐻Because actually he doesn't dislike Christmas as such, he just dislikes watching you get yourself so flustered about what is essentially just one day... He doesn't see the point in how rushed off your feet you get, how worried, how high your blood pressure must sore.. for just one day... A day you couldn't ruin if you tried.

🐻 He would try to help you with things like wrapping presents for the children but he wouldn't be very good at it at all, so it would be obvious who had wrapped what, his presents will hardly even be in the paper and honestly, sometimes you find yourself having to redo his poor attempts at wrapping.

🐻 Your Christmas traditions are mixed with Hanukkah traditions, you light the Menorah together for each of the eight nights of Hanukkah, you make donuts together (he fusses over you when it comes to frying them fretting about you burning yourself on the oil) he fills the house with joyous and spirited traditional music and teaches you and the children to play Dreidel (often making a grumbling fuss when he ahs to hand his Hanukkah Gelt over to whoever just won it off him)

🐻 He enjoys the irony of the whole Christmas thing, grins and laughs at himself when he sits down to read his children a christmas themed bed time story. He thinks its amusing because by now he knows it by heart...

🐻 Tells the kids that their father christmas doesn't like milk and cookies, he likes a drop of rum and some rugelach instead...

🐻 He will sit with the kids as they're falling asleep, he'll sing them a low, gentle little lullaby and stroke their little heads, Alfie has a calming presence which settles them, he's like a big soft teddy bear watching over them and when he wants them to settle down and drift off he can soothe their excitement in minutes... And on Christmas Eve he wants nothing more than to see them all settled because he knows that when he goes back downstairs looking for you he'll find you still busy, still fussing... And he wants to make sure you relax and enjoy the most important day of the year "allegedly"

🐻 He'll stop in the living room doorway, his body a big shadow blocking out the lamplight... he doesn't have to say anything to let you know he's there... you're sitting on the floor trying to wrap last minute gifts and make sure everything's perfect... he just tuts at you and shakes his head...

🐻 "Tsk tsk little ziskeit, you're breakin your promises this evening ain't ya... see I don't know if you remember right, well.. you can't possibly remember cause if you did then I'm sure you wouldn't just be breakin em willynilly now would you poppet... do you remember what you promised me this time last year?" You do remember what you promised him but you're determined you won't be admitting that tonight... Alfie however has other ideas.

🐻 He'll beckon you up and over to him with his finger, nod for you to come right up close. Then he'll take your hips in his hands and guide you back a pace, settling pulling you down into his arm chair with him, holding you firmly in his lap, "There we go that's better back where you belong right, that's better... now then where were we? Right... yeah, you were going to tell me all about that promise what you made me on Christmas day last year... weren't you ziskeit..." when you remain silent he chuckles and shakes his head, "oh no no no that won't do, nah... it won't... my darlin ziskeit what you seem to be forgettin right is this... only the naughtiest of naughty girls break their promises right... and on this very important evening even the worst yeah, even the most rotten of young ladies will keep her promises right... cause if she don't yeah well she might just find a lump of coal waiting for her in the morning yeah .. what dya reckon my little ziskeit? That what you want is it? A nasty old lump of coal?"

🐻 "One of these days I'll give you a nasty old lump of coal Alfie Solomons" you flower up at him so sulky and sullen he can't keep the grin off his face because he thinks you look adorable like that..

🐻 But although he chuckles and laughs along, lets you tease him too he still makes you promise that you're going to relax and let yourself enjoy the day too...

🐻 "If you're going to get so worked up about it, I'll call the whole bloody day off..." he will literally threaten to cancel Christmas, he's only teasing but it's a joke he never tires of especially when you start threatening him back, "I'll cancel you in a bloody minute Alfred now get over here and help me with this bloody bird!"

🐻 He will spend the rest of the evening hovering around you, telling you to let him take care of everything (you absolutely won't be doing that) but after another hour he's managed to help you with all the finishing touches and he's coaxing you up to bed...

🐻 "Now come on my little ziskeit, what do I have to do to make you see sense... You know how this works you are the angel who taught me all this madness after all... If you don't go to bed and get your beauty sleep old Saint Nick just won't come... Will he? So poppet, this is my suggestion yeah, just a gentle suggestion yeah, come straight from my heart because right, because I care about you very much and because your old man is getting very very tired... Why don't you an me yeah, why don't we go upstairs now and tuck ourselves up nice an snug in bed because I'm not daft yeah, I know how this works by now... In a few hours time those little terrors will be jumpin on our legs to wake us up won't they...."

🐻 And you know he's right so you give in and roll your eyes and let him take you up to bed. Before you go to sleep you make him promise not to be too grumpy in the morning, he makes you promise you'll relax.

Arthur

🍂 Definitely promised you he would come straight home from work, definitely promised he wouldn't stop in the Garrison with his brothers and the lads from the office...

🍂 Definitely does stop in the pub on his way home... Everyone was in such high spirits leaving that evening and Arthur doesn't want to miss out on the celebrations... Besides, he'll only have one.. and he's got all Christmas to spend with you and the little ones...

🍂 And of course this is Arthur so he doesn't only have one... but he doesn't get too drunk either and he doesn't stay out too late because he loves the excitement at home on Christmas Eve and he doesn't want to miss out on all that fun either...

🍂 So he walks home a little merry and he stops in the garden to build a snowman outside the children's bedroom window. You can hear him scuffling about outside and when you catch a glimpse of him through the kitchen window you roll your eyes... why the fuck did you marry such a big kid?

🍂 But you trust your husband's up to something and you don't want to ruin whatever surprise he has planned for the kids so you shut the curtains and go upstairs to check on the little ones who are brushing their teeth and getting ready for bed. You know they're dragging it out because they're waiting for their dad to come home...

🍂 You sneek outside to try and coax Arthur indoors out of the freezing cold, wrapping your arms around yourself as you whisper to try and get his attention... "Arthur... Arthur bloody Shelby what the fuck are you doing out here come on it's freezing!" And when he hears you he raises his hands in surrender, promising you he isn't drunk... which doesn't exactly reassure you...

🍂 "Eh love, don't suppose you've got a carrot you can spare me eh? For the kids?" He nods to his snowman and you can't do anything but roll your eyes and pretend not to be amused... you are though, you think he's so silly but you love him for it, love him for how much he loves the kids...

🍂 So you give him the carrot and then you drag him inside out of the cold, kissing him and rubbing his arms to try and get him warm... Of course when the lids hear the door close they come running downstairs overflowing with excitement because dad's home "finallyyy!"

🍂 You can't believe how they've shot from being almost settled, drifting off in the arm chair together, to bright as little stars, fizzing up and bubbling over shouting and jumping and tugging on his sleeves when he does his best father Christmas voice.

🍂 Arthur scooping his little ones up in his arms, getting excited with them, winding them up asking them if they're excited for all their lovely presents, asking them what they've left out for Father Christmas...

🍂 But one look at you and the realisation that you're starting to look a little worn out and like you might need your own bed very soon gets him to settle down, gets him to try and calm the little ones again...

🍂 to save himself from your potential frustration that he'd caused such a commotion he'd be trying to charm you into giving him a smile and softening on him again, stealing a kiss from you under the mistletoe and pinching your cheek, teasing you...

🍂 "lighten up my darlin its Christmas eve... Eh you'd better turn that frown upside down my sweetheart or father christmas won't have any presents for you..."

🍂 To try and get the kids into bed he'd do things like pretend he can hear father christmas on the roof, or he'd tell them that whilst he was out he saw something in the sky that looked just like a sleigh... "so you'd better hurry to bed my darlins cause you know what will happen if father christmas comes and you're still awake... Coal! Coal for the lot of ye little rascals..."

🍂 Remembers his snowman outside and tells the kids to look out of their window, "Now you know who he is don't you you little rotters, he's one of old father Christmas's spies... I mean helpers and he's come to make sure you lot are all tucked up in bed fast asleep... So you'd better get yourselves up them wooden hills hadn't you... Come on my darlins chop chop.."

🍂 He's definitely been out last minute Christmas shopping for gifts for you and has to try and slip them under the christmas tree before you see them... He also had to wrap them last minute and he's not wonderful at gift wrapping when he isn't drunk and in a rush...

🍂 When you gather the kids in bed to read them a bedtime story he wants to listen too and climbs into bed with you all... He definitely gets a little too comfy snuggled under the blankets with you all and falls asleep during the story which the children find highly amusing.

🍂 Perhaps the children should leave a nice glass of water out of father christmas this year?

John

🌼 A huge child about Christmas, really he is just a big kid at heart and he's just as excited about christmas as the children... he's definitely not helping to calm them down or get them settled in bed that's for sure!

🌼 Instead he comes home for his work that evening with pockets full of sweets for them and lets them eat as many as they like... Pinching some for himself too...

🌼 Being too sentimental for his own good he hardly stopped in at the pub with the lads, let them "force" one whiskey down him, one which he downed slammed on the table and then announced to the room that he was off home because unlike the rest of them he's a "highly responsible father"... So he was laughed out of the Garrison naturally...

🌼 When he comes home he throws the sweets into the air letting them rain down over the children who dance and jump at his feet, all of the scrambling to catch and father as many as they can...

🌼 All you can do is watch and let yourself get wrapped up in the craziness of it all too... you already know there's no trying to tame your wild little family, especially not when John's talking the lead like this...

🌼 He'll tease them telling him he saw some of father christmas's elves in the garden, that they told him there'll be no toys for the shelby children this year...

🌼 But your children are smart and they know their daddy is just being silly. Which they won't be shy about telling him, pointing at him, giggling and arguing with him, dragging you into the argument too begging you to "tell daddy not to be so stupid!"

🌼 He's really done it now and the children are feral, together they wrestle him down to the ground and threaten him with lots of tickles and other terrors if he doesn't take it back... And of course John lets them win. He can't breath for laughing so hard and neither can you.

🌼 When you finally stop laughing at the mess he's gotten himself into you manage to convince him the children need to go to bed, he'll tell them that actually the elves told him they're waiting for the shelby children to go to sleep so that father christmas can come and deliver all their presents.

🌼 So the children will finally go to bed, they'll leave a wee carrot for the reindeer and a little treat for father christmas too, and they'll leave a little path of destruction for you and John to tidy up once they're tucked up and asleep... One which you inform John he can tidy up by himself... One which you know you'll be tidying up together.

🌼 John, more than the children, will be begging you to read the night before christmas... It's a little family tradition you have been doing since the first Christmas you stayed with the Shelby's and told it to all the Shelby children to settle them when the rest of the family had an emergency meeting. You've always been a little shy to read it in front of John but every year he insists just the same... "Voices and all!"

🌼 When you challenge him and say "why doesnt daddy read it this year?" he just pouts and says "i think mummy does it better what do you think children, doesn't your mummy read it wonderfully..." He has that mischievous twinkle in his eyes, one you can't say no to and wouldn't want to say no to even if you thought you could get away with it...

🌼 So you have to read it and John just gets all cosy with the children, they'd be giggling and whispering with him mischievously the whole time, impossible to settle down until you're kissing them all on the forehead and turning out the lights. Even then you can see them fidgeting and wriggling in the dark, hear them giggling behind the closed nursery door.

🌼 When they're finally asleep and you were ready to go to bed yourselves, John would sneak away to go and make reindeer prints in the snow outside for the children to find the next morning.

🌼 Then he'd come back to find you trying to tidy away his mess... Honestly he'd end up making more mess when he grabs you by the waist and asks to get his hands on his "beautiful, beautiful wife..."

🌼 What can I say the man's got a lot of pent up energy that needs to be used up before he goes to sleep...

Bonnie

🍀 Bonnie's used to a very busy, very family driven Christmas... One which is simple and traditional but chaotic and lively... All the family comes together for Christmas and their little camp practically triples inside as more and more families arrive each day in the weeks running up to Christmas...

🍀 But all the chaos means there's so much extra work to do and even though there's also extra helping hands, between Bonnie being dragged away on hunting expeditions to gather food for Christmas Day and wood for the fires, and you being rushed off your feet with children to mind, presents to make and hide away... Well you and Bonnie have hardly had a second together for days...

🍀 And Bonnie's favourite part of Christmas is getting to spend it with the people he loves - you most of all. He had so many plans for this December with you and so far he hasn't been able to get you alone for long enough to do more than give you a quick kiss on the cheek...

🍀He's longing for Christmas day so that all the fuss will be over and he might sneak you away to give you your presents...

🍀But before that there's Christmas Eve to get through, just one more day and then finally the two of you will get a little peace... And the way you keep shooting him long lingering glances from the steps of your vardo, from by the fire, from where you sit buried beneath your younger siblings and a blanket...Bonnie can tell you're thinking exactly the same as you..

🍀Though he has to admit he does love to watch you playing with the youngens, getting them ready for bed as the sun goes down and they get rosy cheeks by the fire. They're so cute and you're so good with them... It doesn't half make him broody, he can't help but imagine what kind of a mammy you'll be one day...

🍀Every time he tries to come and sit down with you someone steels him away, his dad gives him a job to do, some of the younger lads demand he joins their snowball fight...

🍀And it's that snowball fight that means he finally gets his hands on you... Because when one of the lads clips one of the lassies you've been sitting with on the back of the head with a snowball all he'll breaks loose and all the kids are suddenly picking sides and scrambling to action.

🍀Naturally you're siding with your best friend, against Bonnie and the lads... Which means your competitive streak shines through and challenges Bonnie... Who never backs down from a fight. Its not long before you're tearing through the trees, kicking and throwing snow at him, giggling because you know you can't escape him, and god you don't want to escape him!

🍀So finally he gets his hands on you, wrapping his arms tight around you, pretending he's fighting you to the floor... The chill of the snow as you sink into the drift on your back, the cold prickles all over you but all you can concentrate on is the warmth of his breath on your cheek as he pins you down and locks eyes with you...

🍀 "So this is what I have do to steal a moment with my girl eh?" He teases wasting very little time before he kisses you deep and passionately, that desire to see you become a mammy almost getting the better of him as you giggle and push him off you reminding him it won't be long before the two of you get swarmed by bairns.

🍀So instead he helps you up and walks you back to the fire to get you warmed up, and he uses his own chill as an excuse to sit with you by the fire for awhile, admiring you, falling in love with you a little more as you gather the youngens round you once again to tell them a story as they drink their hot milk before bed.

🍀Later when it's late and most of the littlens are fast asleep, when the musics being played and everyone's merry on hot mulled wine Bonnie finally gets you all to himself, dancing with you by the fire, stealing all the kisses he wants, teasing you asking if you've been good this year an if you reckon father Christmas is gonna visit you.

🍀Cuddling up to you when you're both tucked away in bed, whispering to you about how sweet you looked with the littlens earlier.. boy has baby fever and trust me it gets ten times worse at Christmas.

Isaiah

🐀 Watching the chaos ensuing at the Shelby Manor and listening to John and Ada talking about all the stress of Christmas with the children is making you and Isaiah feel very grateful that you're still young and that this Christmas Eve the only thing you've to worry about is the Garrison running out of drink...

🐀 You've been looking forward to seeing your friends all week having been busy in the shop you work in right until close that very afternoon... Isaiah would meet you at your work to pick you up and in his pocket he's got s gift for you...

🐀 "I was going to wait until tomorrow to give you this but I thought you might like to wear them tonight..." He says kissing your lips and then your neck as he shuts your bedroom door behind you and pushes you back into your room gently. He's being extra charming, the romance of the season getting to both your heads.

🐀He's brought you a pair of divine ruby earrings, they're utterly gorgeous and you can't believe he's giving them to you at all least of all when it's not even technically christmas yet! You gasp, thrilled by the beautiful gift and immediately put them on...

🐀 You're trying to get ready to go out, trying to change into a prettier dress for your evening out but Isaiah has other ideas... he wants to see what you look like when you're only wearing those earrings...

🐀 So you're late to the Garrison and you turn up looking a little less than pristine but neither of you care because youve been sharing a bottle of wine on the walk and you're both ruby cheeked warmed by your drink for the road...

🐀 Spending the night laughing and dancing with all your friends, Finn's managed to sneak away from his demanding nieces and nephews and even Bonnie has managed to come up with an excuse to stay in town a little later than usual rather than heading straight back to the camp to help with the kids...

🐀 You spend all night wrapped up in Isaiah and your love for him... there's something about christmas which still excites you, wakes up your inner child and makes you giddy... all the glowing lights the decorations, the snowfall outside in the street.

🐀 Every time Isaiah catches you under the mistletoe he insists on a kiss, not just a peck but a cheeky, tempting kiss, one which makes your tummy flip and reminds you of what you were getting up to in your bed earlier than evening... one which makes you wish you could sneak off with him again...

🐀 At kicking out time you and your friends all go stumbling out into the snowy street together, all of you feeling drunk and carefree, like big children, Michael and Finn start a snowball fight which sees you all laughing and play fighting in the street, you join Bonnie's team and torment your boyfriend who is only pretending to be jealous... right?

🐀 Somewhere amid the chaos Isaiah snatches you and pulls you into the back of a parked car, it's dark and he's hovering above you in the back seat, your body pushes into the leather seat... when you look up his grin his boyish and ever so cheeky...

🐀 "Oh would you look at that eh... a Christmas miracle..." he teases holding the mistletoe he's stolen from the garrison above your head, pulling you in for an even deeper kiss than the last...

🐀 It's hard not to go too far but after a long while of torturing eachother with tempting kisses you realise you're late for his father's mass and you both go running off hand in hand down the street, finishing the last of the drink he also took from behind the bar at the Garrison.

🐀 You're hand in hand and oh so drunk as you slip into the church and sit in the corner of a pew right at the back, you're giggling quietly to one another, holding hands, propping one another up...

🐀 at different times you both fall asleep and wake one another up and when it comes time for communion you're both giggly, trying very hard to be serious, already knowing that his father is going to know how pissed you are... You're not in trouble though, he just tsks at you both and smirks when he offers your wine, a quiet "not that you need it" and a wink when he sees you practically falling asleep on his sons shoulder.

🐀 Isaiah carries you home through the snow, bundling you up into bed with him, cuddled up under the blankets, unable to stop himself waking you up and stealing a good night kiss from you.. one which becomes so much more than just a kiss...

Michael

☘️ Michael would love nothing more than a quiet Christmas, just you, him and his mum... But that's not how being part of the Shelby family works...

☘️ He spends the run up to Christmas stressing about the journey back to England, he's worried about you meeting his family for the first time... Not because he's worried they won't like you, but because he's worried you will see how fucked up his family is and want to run a mile...

☘️ You arrive at Arrow House on the morning of Christmas Eve, you've travelled through the night through snow and freezing wind, but when your car finally makes it up the long winding drive you're taken back by how beautiful it all is... How grand the house is, how very English it all appears to be...

☘️ You're nervous to meet the family, most of all Polly because you're sure her opinion means more to Michael than anything else in the world. If Polly doesn't like you it's over...

☘️ But everything Michael has warned you about... His cousins schemes and manipulative personality... Well you're surprised to see that you don't see anything like it... All you see is one busy, chaotic house packed full of children and adult men who run around pretending to fight and shoot one another much like children...

☘️ You're completely absorbed into family life from the second the servants take your bags... You're overwhelmed by the Shelby family but you can't say you're not pleased...

☘️ Whilst Michael is jumped upon by his cousin's you're swept up by the women, Ada and Lizzie giggling as they mix you up a gin and tonic and show you their hiding place in the kitchen when they need two seconds peace... Not from their children who are running around feral with excitement for christmas, but from the Peaky men who are apparently more of a handful than the children...

☘️ As the evening draws in Michael wants to steal you away but he can't bring himself to because you're sitting on the floor playing with the children.. Arthur is dressed up as Santa asking them all what they want for Christmas...

☘️ But when he invites you to come up and sit in his lap, asks you if you've been a good girl this year Michael has to intervene and save you from his cousin.

☘️ He coughs and very awkwardly speaks up to save you, asks to borrow you for a minute... Lies and says he needs your help in the kitchen... And this lie is obviously met with smirks and jokes because everyone knows he's just jealous of Arthur's stupid flirting...

☘️ He actually apologises for his cousin, it's just you and him in the kitchen and he looks nervous, like he's worried you're going to run off with Arthur... But when you ask what's wrong he shakes his head, says "nothing... Just promise me they haven't scared you off..." you can't help but laugh at that.

☘️ "What? Don't be daft Michael, I love them and I love you!" And he's very glad to hear that, blushing like a teenage boy because he's gone all out to spoil you this Christmas... There's so many gifts under the tree with your name on them but the gift that's most important is in his back pocket... He was going to save it for tomorrow but now that he's got you alone in the kitchen he realises there's no better time to ask you to be his wife than the present...

☘️ So your Christmas Eve ends in Michael getting down on one knee on the kitchen floor surrounded by carrot peelings...

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• the way you taste — jey uso •

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{ summary } — half-drunk and fill with insatiable lust, jey’s ultimate need was to taste you once more

{ warnings } — 18 + { minors do not interact }, drunk sex, oral sex { female receiving }, daddy kink, size kink, dumbification, praise kink, multiple orgasms, male + female orgasms, vaginal sex, penetrative sex, unprotected sex, internal cumshots, vaginal creampie, squirting

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{ pairing } — fem!reader x jey uso

{ genre } — smut

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his lips still held that malt taste, whiskey evident on his breath. he was not as inebriated as the amount of alcohol had led you to believe. he was no lightweight, that was for sure. still the taste, it was warm, slightly sweet with a hint of butterscotch behind it, mingled with the concoction of gin and vodka on your tongue. his hand feverish, tugging at the jacket barely present on your body, thrown into a heap of material at the foot of the bed without a care, and all without breaking the intoxicating kiss

his words mumbled incoherently against your lips, a mix of groans and subtle praise, compliments and such. he was a man of few words be that as it may, but he definitely knows how to put them to good use when he needs to. his body hovered over yours, he seemed so large in comparison, despite only a couple of feet in height difference give or take.

his hands slipped from your waist down to your hips momentarily, your skin practically melted into the warmth of his palm, succumbing to it almost, he travelled down further, hand now resting idly on your ass, squeezing the flesh subtly as he deepened the kiss.

“you looked so fucking good tonight, babygirl” his voice, a growl almost present through the rasp. “no wonder they could not keep their eyes off you”

he referenced a birthday party your neighbour had thrown for his wife that night, the blare of the music still being heard three houses down, still echoing into the early morning hours. he’d mentioned the black silk dress you’d been wearing. it was short, stopping high on your thigh, just below your ass, thin straps with a low, straight neckline, barely supporting your bust, much to jey’s amusement. he was always very liberal in your relationship, he allowed you to wear what you wanted, as you should. he had endless trust and faith in your relationship, he knew you’d wear the dress for his eyes, others that would stare only caught a glimpse of what he gets to witness daily.

you thanked him silently with a soft, angelic bat of your eyelashes, prying away from the kiss, mind still dizzy with a mixture of intoxication and arousal.

“i thought i caught her husband staring at me” you joked, in remembrance of your neighbour, the birthday girl’s husband making eyes at you at various times throughout the night, specifically at the way your breasts seemed to perfectly fill the bust of your dress. noticing a cocky smirk from across jey’s lips, wrapping your arms around his neck to pull him down to meet your height.

“don’t worry,” you remarked. “this is all for your eyes only”

you pulled back for a moment. letting the straps of your dress fall daintily off your shoulders, with a soft thud to the carpeted floor below. you’d gone completely bare underneath, not even so much as a pair of panties beneath the skin tight silk. a gulp rose in jey’s throat, quickly swallowing it down, parting his lips with his tongue followed by a shaky exhale.

“aren’t you a naughty little thing” he remarked with a cock of his eyebrow, tilting his head to the side slightly. his eyes scanned your figure, as if gazing upon the statue of a roman goddess for the first time, simply admiring the beauty and poise in your figure.

“on the bed, now. i need to taste you” the gaze in his eyes grew darker. the void black’s of his pupils had soon replaced the deep warm browns of his irises. of course you obliged, who were you to deny him the sweetness between your thighs? after all, you’d been craving the feeling of his tongue.

you laid back, allowing yourself to get comfortable on the mattress. eyeing him down for a moment, to simply gauge his reaction. he remained stoic, eyes still heavily fixated on your figure, gaze shifting up to meet yours every now and then in sporadic intervals, bulge evident in his jeans, you could tell he was impatient.

“of course, daddy” you remarked with a sultry tone, spreading your legs to gain him full access to your dripping cunt. he licked his lips, still remaining silent as he fell to his knees, positioning himself between your thighs, sweetness shimmering against your skin indicating your arousal.

he gave no further remark, simply diving in, devouring you as if you were his last meal. he was hungry, unhinged, clinging to your hips almost afraid you’d disappear if he let go. his tongue swirled heavenly circled into your clit, the bundle of nerves shuddering each time his tongue passed over it, holding it against the flat of the appendage as his lips wrapped around, sucking, biting, toying.

the feeling was euphoric, your body felt weightless, shuddering and jolting with every movement he gave. a hand fell into his hair, tugging the roots of the mess of dark curls, pushing his tongue harder against your cunt.

“you taste so fucking good for me baby” his words, muffled into your void, teeth baring and lightly biting down on your folds, tugging as he pulled away for a moment to observe your dripping, swollen pussy. you were breathless, barely even five minutes in, his tongue just had that effect on you, so powerful even when he’s not exerting its full potential.

“look at you, i’ve barely tasted you and you're already so mindless” he smirked, leaning down to plant a soft, short kiss to your lips, allowing you to taste the faintest sample of yourself.

“you ain’t got a thought in that pretty little head of yours. have you babygirl”

he knew you didn’t, it was evident by the blank, fucked-out expression you had. absentmindedly you reached outward for his cock, only for him to halt your movements, grabbing your wrist, both of them just to be sure, and restraining them at your sides.

“not so fast baby, daddy’s still gotta make you cum”

he repositioned himself between your thighs, licking a long, slow stripe up your cunt, twirling the tip of his tongue around your overstimulated clit.

“cum for daddy and then you’ll get my cock, do we have a deal?”

you nodded, it was the only thing you could do at the moment since all rational thought and words had evaded you. a sly smirk crossed his lips once more, leaning down, lips now parallel with your void, the phantoms of his whiskey clad breath lingered against your skin.

“good girl” he whispered before repeating the action he'd previously done. tongue still circled your clit, licking, sucking, biting. the whole nine yards.

“oh fuck…” you whimpered, having found your voice once more. your body more reactive to the movements of his tongue, hips snapping upwards in uneven intervals, eventually meeting the same rhythm as him. feeling arousal bubbling in your stomach, so close it almost felt impending, like the floodgates were going to implode at any second.

“you’re so close babygirl, i can feel it” he moaned into you, the rumble of his voice reverberating against your folds. “that’s it, you’re such a good girl. cum for me, you’re doing such a good job, baby”

with the added aid of his praise, you could not help but release. his tongue pressed into your void, gathering your wetness on the appendage, drinking you in, savouring your taste. you felt him moan into, such a sensation left you practically vibrating, shuddering away into yourself momentarily as he breath lightly fanned against your clit

he pulled himself up from between your thighs, a slight shake in his breath, his beard glossy, sweetness dripping from his lips as he licked them clean. your chest rose and fell with heavy breaths, trying to regain yourself momentarily, he kept a hand on your thigh, in an effort to stabilise one of the shaking limbs, still overcome with arousal, his other hand reaching for the button and zipper of his jeans. jey, far too impatient to relieve himself of his clothing, merely opted to shove his jeans down until they rested mid-thigh, freeing his cock from beneath his boxers, holding it idly in his palm for you to marvel at.

you gulped thickly, admiring his length. he towered over you, a hand on your hip, the other teasing your slick folds with the tip of his cock, your mind still not getting over the stark difference in size between your bodies, his cock alone looks like it could split you in half.

“you want my cock that bad huh? such an impatient little thing, aren’t you?” he teased upon noticing the way you practically drooled over him, how your hand instinctively reached out to his size to help guide him into you. he tsked in a mocking way, merely pressing his tip firmly against your overstimulated clit.

“daddy please!” you whined, angling your hips slightly, rocking them back and forth, grinding against his tip.

he chuckled at the sight, allowing you to continue your movements for the time being.

“since you were such a good girl for me, i guess i’ll let you have my cock”

without another word you felt him stretch you out, filling your void to the brim. you threw your head back, an exhilarated moan ripped through your throat as he bottomed out inside you, both hands positioned beside your head as he rested atop his forearms, your legs propped around his hips, making the movements of his hips short and rapid.

“shit, baby. i’ve already fucked you dumb” he muttered into your neck, peppering harsh kisses to the soft skin. your eyes rolled back, tongue parting through swollen lips, hanging out of your mouth, moans spilling from your throat. breasts bouncing to the rhythm of his thrusts.

“such a dumb little girl, so needy for my cum aren’t you?”

you nodded mindlessly to his question, almost as if the response was automatic, like it had been programmed into you

“well you’re gonna get all of it. only the best for my baby”

his hips did not stop, fucking you with such relentless force you felt that you’d likely pass out. you could not hold out much longer, from the force of his movements to your own impending orgasm was far too much to handle

“fuck fuck daddy please! give me all your cum! please!-“

“that’s it babygirl. make a mess around daddy’s cock”

his grunts were feverishly muttered into your neck, your warmth spilling around his shaft, feeling the pulse of your cunt as you released around him.

he came inside you without warning, the heat radiating from his loins was enough to make you succumb to the pleasure, his seed dripping from between your thighs in warm strands of white, the feeling unmatched.

“damn baby, you always looked so fucking good full of my cum”

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