#he's not moving but he's a in more relaxed position and he's not panting anymore

[tenrose]

Today is definitely NOT my day 😓

[nanivinsmoke]

Rated-R

saw this art from @/yunonoai on twitter and i cannot stop thinking about it. enjoy ya freaks

roommate!Choso x F!reader

summary ~ when the movie is a little bit more than you both could handle.

warnings and tags ~ porn, mentions of drinking, fingering, oral, sexual tension, nervous choso, teasing, semi-pussyjob, facial, cream pie, degradation, rough sex, squirting, etc~

“what about this one?” you asked, holding up a dvd and showing it to the raven haired male who nodded in approval at your movie selection. popping it into the dvd player, you pressed play and got up from your position on the floor to sit next to choso on the couch.

every friday night the two of you planned to do something with each other, being that it was your only free night out of the week. with you being busy with work and school, and him being busy with work; this was the only time the two of you had for each other.

thanking him for handing you your glass of wine, you relaxed onto the couch and watched the flat screen tv in front of you as it played the movie. The movie starred your favorite actor, satoru gojo. anything he was in automatically became your favorite movie of all time and if he was shirtless, trust you’d go back to the store to get three more copies.

this time it was a romantic comedy and Gojo played the part of the funny charming crush pretty well. while your eyes were glued the to screen, choso couldn’t help but to keep glancing at you from his peripheral.

you were the most beautiful girl that stepped foot on campus, he knew it and everyone sure damn well knew it too. it was no doubt that he had such a huge crush on you. the first time you spoke to him nearly made him cream his pants right there in the study hall.

from that moment on he tried so hard to avoid you, but it’s like fate kept pushing him to you. be it work or school, he was always around you. and when you asked him to be roommates with you because rent was too high, he immediately gave you his half of the rent.

even though you two got closer, he couldn’t help but be still so shy around you. he was in love with you and you knew it too. walking around in your panties and a small shirt that made nipples stand at attention, just to tease him only made it harder for him to not want to feel your soft gummy walls.

choso didn’t care about watching the movie anymore, so he pulled out his phone and turned the volume down; scrolling on instagram to look at your page. he could look at you for hours and if he’d brush up on his art skills, his whole sketch pad would be filled with you.

you glanced over at him, blushing as you caught a glimpse of the video he watched of you. he quickly double tapped it before moving onto the next one. you turned to look at him, he was shirtless—his abs chiseled and defined. and then you took in his features. the sharpness of his jawline, the way the bags underneath his eyes brung them out and his hair that’s usually pulled into two high ponies, sat low on on his shoulders. oh how you imagine tugging on it as he sucked on your pussy like it—.

you whipped your head around towards the television, hearing loud moans and skin slapping coming from it. you had no idea that there was going to be a sex scene, a long and raunchy one at that. your eyes were glued to the screen and you only moved to place your empty glass on the table next to you.

choso had to put his phone down and when he heard the lewd noises coming from the the screen, he couldn’t look away and he couldn’t look at you either. imagining that him and you were on the screen instead, had him rock hard in his pants and he had to grab one of the couch’s pillows to hide his boner from you.

neither of you said anything, not able to look away—your minds clouded with lewd images. choso slipped one of his hands underneath the pillow and into his sweatpants, stroking his boner—the stiffness and the hardness caused him to stifle a moan. precum leaked from his thick mushroom tip the more he slowly rubbed himself to the thought of you cumming around his cock.

hearing soft moans and whimpers on the side of the couch, he turned his tired eyes towards you—blushing when he saw you clutching your boob and your thighs pressing and rubbing together. he couldn’t believe the sight, you were doing that right next to him? he couldn’t stop looking as you pinched your nipple through your t-shirt, your mouth turned in a slight frown—too aroused from watching gojo fuck the woman in the movie.

and when you finally lock eyes with him and softly moan his name, his cock nearly ripped out his pants. “please, choso~,” your voice low—a soft moan following behind. his nervousness left his body the moment he leaned up and hover over you, laying back on the couch—spreading your legs for him. he took a good look at your body, your nipples standing at attention and the wet stain on your panties made it damn near impossible for him to not cum right on the fabric.

his rough hands traced your inner thigh, sending flutters to your pussy. you grabbed his hand, making him pull your panties to the side—unable to bare the overwhelming sensation. “please touch me~” you begged and he leaned down to kiss you for the first time, his lips soft against yours. his hand rubbed up and down against your folds, covering them in your slick—causing you to whimper in between the kiss.

he back away from your addictive lips, leaning down to be eye level with your dripping cunt; his tongue meeting your clit. you gasped and clutched the side of the couch, his tongue swirling and sucking on your sensitive bud. choso had been dreaming about this moment; tasting you, slurping up your fluids to satisfy his thirst. this felt all too surreal for him, but he wasn’t going to stop. not now, not ever.

the more he tongue fucked you the more you desired to cum all over his pretty face. and when he finally pushed in his middle and ring finger, those soft moans of yours became louder; drowning out from what was still playing on the television. you manicure now tangled in his deep brown locks, pushing his head further into your slick; grinding on his face—building up your orgasm.

“you taste so good” his words vibrated against your cunt, causing your back to arch off the bed. it felt so good, you were so so close and he could feel it too. his pace quickened, dipping in and out of your walls with precision. your toes curled and the grip on his hair got tighter as you came right there on his tongue. moaning his name as you ride out your orgasm, while grinding sloppily against his face.

he still pumped his fingers inside of you and didn’t detach himself from your sensitive clit either, working on another orgasm out of you. this one more intense than the last. “oh my fuck! ch-choso~” a stream of clear fluid splashed out and onto his face, catching you both by surprise. he had made you squirt, lapping up the sweet liquid that dripped down his face. you had never squirted before, none of your exes could ever pleasure you that good.

leaning down to kiss you again, you happily accepted his tongue inside your mouth—tasting yourself. gasping when you felt something hard poke you, you pulled away and looked down to see his cock standing up through his sweatpants. ‘there’s no way…’ you knew he wasn’t going to fit inside of you either, but damn were you going to try your hardest.

a smirk etched on your face as you began to grind against his clothed cock, earning a low gasp from him. his eyes planted down on your pussy teasing his cock, your slick mixing with his precum had created a huge stain on his pants. the friction earned a moan from both of your lips, the sensation sending waves of pleasure through your bodies.

“can i….please..?” he asked, his tone coming off more as a beg—his dark purple eyes connecting to yours while he pushed himself more onto your pussy. you nod and quickly slid your soaked panties off, throwing them to the far end of your living room, while he did the same with his sweatpants.

‘oh my fu—so big~’ you thought, eyes widening at the sight of his cock. it was so pretty too, couldn’t stop yourself from staring at it. his tip was so pink and had so much pre-cum pooling out of it and from his tip to base he had vein running from it and he was neatly trimmed. you could feel yourself getting even more wetter the more you stared at it, you were gonna have so much fun with him.

getting closer to you again, his angled his cock at your little entrance before he paused and looked at you. “do we need cond—shit, y/n~” he moaned breathlessly as you pushed yourself down onto his girth, answering his question before he could even get it out. “i want to feel all of you cho~,” a whimper leaving your mouth as he began to fill you up.

he thumbed your clit and held your other leg up, easing the pressure as he pushed in you. when all of him was finally inside, he didn’t move and allowed you to get used to his size. the feeling of you clenching around him made him slowly move his hips, stroking in and out of your tight little cunt.

he was so so so fat—he was stretching you out with each stroke with his tip brushing over your spot, clit throbbing as a result. oh you knew you made the right decision when you asked him to be your roommate. choso moved slow, but hit all of the right spots—not wanting to hurt you. “choso, you could be rough with me….i can take it,~” he looked at you wide eyes, hesitant to do anything further until you gave your nod of approval.

all the air was sucked from your lungs when he slammed his hips into yours, his tip making out with your cervix. this is exactly what you wanted, to be fucked like a whore. he grabbed you by the hair, making you watch as he begun to tear your pussy in half, stretching you completely. “look at how good you’re fucking taking me. cunt’s so fucking wet.”

nothing played on the tv, but all that was on your mind was cumming for you roommate and have your belly full of his cum. balls slapping your cunt hard, cream coating his dick with each stroke and his hands now at your throat, fucking you so hard into the soft burgandy couch cushions.

“you love this shit, don’t you? mhm—I knew you were a slut, teasing me with those little ass panties. fuck, gonna let me breed this cunt?” his hand was still wrapped around your throat, only allowing you to nod. he strokes became faster and harder, your little cunt would be sore the next day. he let out a loud groan, his load panting your walls in long thick ropes.

he knew you were going to cum that way you were squeezing and milking his cock as he came. “hold it. don’t cum, yet” you whined as he pulled out of you, halting your orgasm. He sat back on the couch and pulled you on top of him, entering you with ease and pushing your head down as he proceeded to pound the shit out of you.

choso jackhammered you like his life depended on it, grunting in your ear while you moaned softly into his. the sounds of your slick made it harder for him to not bust inside of you again, not before he made you cum again. “daddy, please don’t stop—pound me harder!” hearing the name you called him made his dick twitch, he held your waist and slapped your ass as he pounded you harder.

you couldn’t hold it anymore. his cock became drenched when you squirted, wetting up the couch cushions underneath you. pulling you off of him in a swift motion, he got up and began jerking himself off in front of your face—spurting out thick white loads, covering your pretty face completely.

a wave of nervousness fell over him again and he quickly began apologizing for cumming too much on your face, but when he saw your finger glide on your face and dip into your mouth; he calmed down. a smirk etched into your face as you continued to lick the load off your face.

“mhm, we need to do more movie nights. especially if it’s going to end like this~”

[belliesy]

HELPING HAND. miguel o’hara x reader

TAGS. afab!reader, virginity loss, overstimulation, squirting, cunnilingus, fingering, handjob, riding, soft to rough, belly bulges, breeding, size difference, friends to lovers, pwp

SYNOPSIS. you and miguel have been friends for a couple of months now and when you bring up how embarrassed you are of still being a virgin, miguel is very eager to help you with your problem // not proofread

Miguel has you lying on your back, legs propped up and spread as he gives you soft kisses. Down your neck, on your shoulders, and down your stomach. He lifts his head up, “are you sure your okay with this, princesa?” You nod and Miguel continues kissing down, over your clothed cunt. The wet stain grows larger from the little amount of friction and the excitement of seeing a man much larger than you on his knees and being so delicate with you. Miguel taps your leg, signaling you to lift up your hips and you do. He slides the damp panties down your legs and tosses them to the side.

He places a kiss across your pussy before spreading your legs more and starts sucking on your clit. The sudden pleasure makes you moan loudly, putting your hand over your mouth and grinding your hips into him. Miguel releases it with a pop and drags his tongue up and down. Your shuddering from the feeling and your other hand reaches down to grab his hair. Miguel slowly starts to nudge his tongue into you while one of his free hands rub your swollen clit. Miguel flicks his tongue in a way that has you screaming, you remove your hand from your mouth and use both hands to push more into his mouth. Your babbling incoherent sentences and bucking your hips into him. Miguel can feel how close you are and quickly switches his tongue and fingers, his fingers move in ways that have your legs shaking, hitting your g-spot and making you feel so full by only two fingers. He switches between flicking and sucking on your sensitive clit, your fluttering around him and Miguel moans into your cunt. “Mm, god yes, Miguel!” You cry, moaning and panting, your legs wrap around his head, trapping his head. Miguel continues his pace and feels you come undone below him. Your whining and moaning about how good it feels as you cum allover Miguels fingers.

Miguel removes his fingers slowly, and places a kiss to your clit and watches as your cum drips down onto the bed below you. Your legs slowly relax and settle onto the bed, the sudden realization of what just happens hits you and you cover your face. “What? Embarrassed?” Miguel teases as he stands up in-front of you. You playfully and lightly kick his leg, “what di you think?” You mumble into his hands. Your both silent for a moment, “but, if your fine with it, can we keep going?” You ask, moving your hands down to look him in the eyes. He smirks at you and grabs your hips lifting you up all while putting himself on the bed.

The position has you in his lap while he’s laying on his back, he grabs the hem of his boxers and you lift your hips up off of him. He pulls them down enough so his dick can come out. You settle back down onto his lap and his cock stands in-front of you, almost reaching your belly button. You gasp at the size and Miguel laughs lowly, he places his hand on your hips. You gulp and put your hand around his cock, your thumb on the tip. You rub the precum around it and slowly begin twisting your hand around his dick, up and down. Miguel is lowly moaning at the feeling, it gets you more excited and you move more faster. Getting the precum all over it, making it almost glossy. You continue for a little longer before Miguel grabs your hand. “I can’t wait anymore,” he moans out, he’s looking at you almost like he’s begging you to ride him, to just put him inside of you.

You release your hand and lift your hips up more and pushing them forward, his tip lines up with your hole and you both whimper at the contact. You slowly, push down, the thickness and length cause a little panic. You hope that both of your cum from before would make this less painful. Miguel places his hands on your hips, “your doing so good, pretty girl.” Miguel praises. “Mm, I don’t think im even an inch in, Miguel” you whimper. “Hush, and let me be nice” Miguel responds, you giggle and lean your head down to his forehead. You both stare into each others eyes and Miguel kisses you. It’s short and sweet and makes your face go hot, you pull away feeling embarrassed again and continue lowering yourself down, pushing through the thickness and slight stinging pain. Miguels hands rub your hips, “feel so good already, baby.” Miguel keeps on praising you through it, making you wetter. Sooner or layer you finally bottom out, your panting and out of breathe, you both stay still for a minute. While you adjust to the new feeling, Miguel is trying not to buck into you. You feel so good around him, so wet and warm.

“Fuck, I don’t think I ever wanna get out of you.” He moans when you slowly push up. “You feel so good, Miguel, making me feel so full..” You moan out. Your hips make a even and slow pace, bouncing up and down on Miguel. Your head is thrown back and your clawing at Miguels chest and sides. Miguel is fixated on the slight bulge in your stomach, his gaze switches between the bulge and your pleasure written face. You look so pretty when you feel good, it drives him crazy. Your whimpering and moaning out and build the pace up. Moving your hips in a angle that makes you lose more of your mind, to lost into it your pace isn’t as steady, switching between bouncing and grinding. Miguel sits under you moaning and grunting, feeling so good from you. He’s obsessed by how your hips role onto his dick, how your moaning his name, whimpering about how he makes you feel so good. He feels almost proud of how his dick is making you feel so good, making you go dumb. Your hips suddenly start jerking more fast then before, your head is thrown back even more and the moans are louder than ever. He watches as your hips slowly stop and as you squirt all over his lower stomach and dick.

“Oh, fuck.” Miguel watches you captivated at your expressions. You lift your head up and lean over him panting. “You looked so pretty, cariño,” Miguel mumbles, grazing his knuckles against your cheek, “wish I could have taken a photo of it.” He teases, you both laugh put of breathe.

You lay down on Miguels chest, him still in you. You relax, but suddenly feel Miguels hands on your hips again. His hips buck up into you from below you, you gasp and lift your head up and stare at each other while moaning. “What? Forget that I have to cum too?” He teases before kissing you roughly. Its sloppy and drool drips down but you couldn’t care less when Miguel is pounding into you from below. You moan into the kiss, his thrusts reaching so deep into you. “Hah, fuck pretty girl, I’m gonna cum soon.” Miguel moans, you bury your head into his neck and let him pound into you like a doll. It feels so good, your already so close again. The overstimulation has you praying it stops soon but at the same time its the best feeling ever. Miguel moans loudly, it sounds so so pretty and makes you squeeze tight around him.

His hips keep pounding into you as he cum’s inside of you, filling you so full and making you feel so good. You cum again and scream into his neck. Pussy fluttering around him, his thrust become sloppy and slow until finally his hips lay down flat on the bed again. Your both panting and overstimulated. Miguel leads your face to his and he cradles your face as he kisses you slowly, he mutters something between the kiss. “Good job, pretty girl, that was so good.” Miguel says.

Your face grows warm again and you sit up and move out of him. He sits up after you and grabs you, carrying you to the bathroom bridal style while still giving you kisses on your cheeks, lips, and forehead. Showering you in praise while making sure he takes care of both of your bodies after what had happened.

[lazyjellyfish300]

Tell Me.

Miguel O'Hara x Fem!Reader

TW: MINORS DNI, SMUT, P IN V, CREAMPIE, PRAISE, NIPPLE PLAY, MINIMAL PLOT, YOU CRY DURING SEX

Word count: a little over 600 ish.

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Telling Miguel how much you love him and how much you need him while he's fucking you.

Position-wise, in missionary or in lotus. Anything where you're gazing directly at each other, eye to eye. Crimson ruby of his eyes blown wide. A most intimate portal between two souls where the love can move freely in both directions. No loud sounds escaping him so much as those soft whimpers that you find so endearing. 

"Dime(tell me)..." he implores you, his rough, sweet breaths and pants against you. The angelic face of your lover spurring you on.

Somehow, with him it just comes. The words flow seamlessly. A dam gently breaking. Ink swiftly bleeding. Hearts calmly stirring. His soul is burning. 

Words on a string tugged from the profound depths of your heart become soft whispers in his ear as his veiny cock slides in and out of you in tender love-making.

"I n-need you...in every way there is to need another person..." 

Miguel rumbles a low hiss at your words, closing his eyes as if he's in fervent prayer. "God..."

"...so fiercely, so...completely...right now...I need you physically, carnally...until the night runs out....Until you can't use me anymore. Until there's no more of your cum you can leave inside of me...."

Miguel's eyebrows knit with passion and his jaw inches open as he pants over you. "Yes..."

"I want to take you in every way...in every position..." 

Miguel groans loudly, slowing down his hips in steady rhythm with every word that tumbles from your lips, as though he were punctuating each one.

"I think about you......every day. Every. moment. Mnhhh...that I'm not with you..." 

"What do you think about me, hermosa...?" He begs. "Tell me...please..." 

"I think about your eyes...how you look when you kiss me.... I think about your arms, how you f-feel when you hold me...I think about your voice...how you sound when you fuck me..." 

"Mierda(shit)..." He lovingly presses his forehead against yours, taking your jaw in his fingers, his breaths picking up. "Don't stop..." 

"Every bit of you....every inch of you..."

"Oh my God..." He frantically litters kisses all down your neck.

"Nobody...yearns for you...as much as I do.... Miggy!" You whine and shut your eyes, clutching onto him as bury your face in his shoulder. 

"I've got you..." he murmurs, paying special attention to your breasts. He pauses his tempo as he indulges in one of his favorite parts of you, all the while he savors the way your weeping pussy hugs his cock, delaying both of your peaks so he could love you longer. 

"Baby..." 

"Relájate para mi...(Relax for me)" He ever so lightly bites your nipples. 

You deliciously arch your back, sucking in air through clenched teeth, "Ohhh I can't..." 

"You can, baby... it's alright..." he coaxes, moving up to kiss you again. "Look at how perfectly I fit inside you..." 

He slowly begins thrusting, slowly starts moving his cock inside your pussy once again. 

"You were made just for me....made only for me..." He whispers.  

He soothes you with a tender kiss. 

"Go on, cariño..." He murmurs into your mouth, his thrusts speeding up. "Let me hear you, please...I ache for you..." 

The vulnerability and rawness of this moment where your bodies are intertwined in the most intimate act revealed the profound weight of your emotions and escaped you with delicate tears cascading down your cheeks. 

Your voice rasps under the heavy weight of his body pounding you into the bed,

"I love you...so damn much...I've n-never loved anyone...like I love you..." 

After he cums inside you, his lips capture your tears as he hugs you close against his thrumming heart. He utters, 

"And I'll never stop..."

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[nxiispire]

Helloo

This is my first time doing requests and uhh

I was wondering if i can request a dom reader and sub tighnari in heat?? Like he just cant handle it anymore hhhhh he just needed to do something about it and the only person he can think of doing it with him is the reader-

i dont know how to do requests

|･ω･`)ﾉ a/n : here is the long over due tighnari fic, i am officially back from my hiatus but uploads may still be slow as i get back into the swing of thing :)

✰ Hot Faced .. !

[ Featuring ] -> Tighnari x reader

cw : gn!reader, handj0bs, riding, d0m!reader, sub!tighnari

The air around you started to cool down as the sun made its way over the horizon, glowing orange as it slowly disappeared. The forest didn’t get as cold at night as it did in the desert so you wouldn’t have to rush back to the village to avoid the night, but something else was causing you to pick up your pace, eager to get back.

Today you were surveying the forest with Tighnari, but about halfway through the day he had to excuse himself back to his house, saying he wasn’t feeling well and needed a rest. Quite honestly, you were worried about him as he barely ever misses out on duties and is very stubborn, even when sick. So, as soon as you finished your work, you made a beeline straight back to the village.

Finally, making it back to the village, you headed straight for Tighnari’s house and knocked on the door. At first, you hear nothing, but after a second knock, you hear a muffled groan through the door. Panicked, thinking he was in serious pain, you barged into his hut without waiting for a response. And the sight you saw only made your worries worse. He was curled up on his bed on top of a pile of blankets, only in his underwear, as his whole body was in a sweat. His ears perked up as he heard you enter the room. He looked at you, eyes wide.

"Tighnari, are you ok? You look horrible, well, not like that-"

Stepping closer, you paused mid-sentence, now having a better view of Tighnari’s state. Along with the sweat was a deep blush covering his face and hands, but the thing that made you stop in your tracks was his underwear. A visible bulge was evident beneath his wet, stained pants. Now you understand why he had looked so mortified when you entered the room, but now looking up at his face, his horrified look has relaxed into one of utter lust.

"Sorry… need help, please?" the way he stretched his “please” made it sound more like a whine, the sound causing your stomach to do flips.

" I-um I can get you someone to help? Someone more experienced," you rambled on, not really sure if he was suggesting you be the one to help him in that way. A part of you desperately wanted to be the one to help him, but on the other hand, you had minimal experience in this field, let alone experience with hybrids. You were pulled from your thoughts as you felt him grip your hand.

"Fennec foxes mate for life." You weren't sure what he wanted you to do with this information, but you waited patiently for him to elaborate.

“That's why,” he paused. “It needs to be you.” You swear your heart nearly shot out of your chest at his explanation, and god he looked so cute just looking up at you with those blown out eyes.

All you could do at that point was mutter “fuck” before positioning your knee between his legs and capturing his lips into a desperate kiss. The kiss was sloppy, but nothing less than passionate, releasing so many pent-up emotions. Knowing how much pain he was already in, you waste no time in ridding him of his boxers, wrapping your warm hand around his wet length. He moaned into your kiss as he immediately started to buck into your hand, doing the same thing he was doing to his pillow only moments earlier.

You guided him to lie down as you sat on his thighs, slightly hovering over him as you continued to make out. As much as you wanted to never leave, you parted from his lips, moving your head to between his neck and shoulder, licking and sucking on the sensitive flesh. You hadn’t even noticed he came until you leant up to check on him after his whines sounded somewhat pained. Of course, any worries of him being in pain left as you take in the view of his cum solid stomach, his cock still painfully hard.

“Please, just wanna be inside you, need it.” Even if you wanted to be mean and deny him the pleasure of fucking you, you couldn't deny the need to feel him either. Taking off your pants, you sink down onto his length, humming at the pleasurable feeling of being full. On the other hand, Tighnari was barely keeping it together, head thrown back, nails gripping your hips as he let out the most erotic sounds.

Wanting to hear more of him, you wasted no time moving yourself up and down on him, hands balancing on his chest as you play with his sensitive nipples.

“Ahh! O.. Oh!... Aghh! Uughh!” He let out, drool beginning to slide down the side of his mouth. Even with the quick tempo you kept, he still thrust his hips up, as if it were insufficient. Not that you were complaining. You could feel yourself get lightheaded as he hit all the right spots inside of you.

“Haah.. Ooh god, I'm gonna cum! Pleaseplease let me cum inside! Ughhh Pleeeaase.” Of course, you couldn't deny him, especially as you were on the cusp as well. As you groaned out permission, it only took a few seconds before he was spilling himself deep inside you, your orgasm following quickly behind.

Coming to your senses, you looked down at your lover, laying there covered in sweat. You can't help but smile and he lays there, eyes closed, with a dopey smile on his face.

[ageingfangirl2]

Make You Feel Good! Benn Beckman x Reader SMUT! (One Piece)

Being Shanks second in command comes with a lot of paperwork, both necessary and unnecessary. Luckily you know how to help Benn destress while he works. You underestimate how much paperwork and start to get needy cockwarming Benn. He knows how to keep his doll in place. Benn x Reader (Female) SMUT!

Benn was pulling another all-nighter, Shanks hated paperwork so Benn took on the responsibility. The gentle rocking of the ship and pen scratching on paper kept you occupied in your current position. Your head was resting on Benn's shoulder as you played with loose strands of his hair, trying so hard not to move as commanded which was hard with Benn's dick inside you making you go crazy at how long you'd been sitting here.

Benn hums, 'It's...really distracting when you do that doll.'

You huff, 'you said one more page ages ago.'

Benn stops writing, and the next thing you know one of his rough hands grabs you by the chin and forces you to look up at him. The sudden movement has you clenching around his dick wanting release.

'...FUCK!' you moan.

Benn smirks, he was the oldest most experienced member of the crew. And what you didn't know was how much he craved you and how thrilled he was when you came onto him drunk and had come back to him when you were sober. You were younger than him, and out of his league, whereas you believed he thought you were a child because you went along with Shanks's antics. You wanted pleasure and he wanted a way to relax, most nights he got you off quickly but tonight cockwarming was the longest and you could be impatient.

He runs his thumb over your lip, 'So beautiful and all mine doll. Such a slut for my dick, you haven't done this with anyone else have you?'

You shake your head, 'Just you, only you. Please don't tease me anymore,' you beg, voice shaking as you grip his shirt with your hands.

Benn smirks, 'get me a smoke will you.'

Feeling his dick angle more towards your sensitive spot as you lean back to reach behind you for his cigarettes and lighter you mumble curses under your breath. He places both of his hands on your hips keeping you in place. You put a cigarette between his lips and light it.

'Thanks, doll. now if I give you a little something will you keep quiet and let me finish my work?' he asks, tone playful but mischievous.

You nod eagerly, 'yes I will keep quiet.'

He picks you up by the hips making you squirm and gasp at the cold air on your slick pussy as he pulls out of you. He then slams you back down roughly.

'...YES...BENN!' you shout with a hiss, forgetting just how big he is.

Benn's nickname for you was doll, and you lived up to that nickname as you let him play with you, picking you up and slamming you right back down onto his dick, 'keep the noise down doll. Someone is going to walk in while I have my dick inside you, can't tarnish your good girl image,' he mocks.

You put your hands over your mouth to quiet yourself and nod in compliance. Shanks quarters were right next door and you didn't want your captain seeing you in such a vulgar position when he respected you. The only sounds around were your muffled cries, skin slapping against skin, and Benn grunting as he picked up the pace.

'Such a good girl, does it feel good when I use you like this?' Benn praises, and your hips buck against him as one of his fingers finds your clit and continues the overstimulation.

'Mmm...' you mumble, the noise coming out muffled behind your hands, your eyes rolling back, as you feel warmth in your lower half.

Benn grunts, 'I know you like this doll. I know how to make you feel good and cum. Now cum for me, cum around my dick and fingers.'

You come undone, walls clenching around his dick as you cum on demand. You remove your shaky hands from your mouth panting heavily, '...thank...you...Benn...'

Benn grins proudly, 'My turn doll, let me fill you up.'

With a couple more thrusts he cums inside you filling you up like promised, clearly just as pent up as you had been, the two of you riding out each other's high. He brings his cum soaked fingers up to your lips and you take them in your mouth sucking them clean. His eyes were full of admiration as he took the cigarette in his other hand and blew smoke at you.

You smile blissfully as you go back to resting your head on his shoulder, 'you can finish your paperwork in peace now.'

Benn leans down and kisses the top of your head, 'going to buy my doll something pretty when we next dock,' he says jokingly.

You roll your eyes and mumble, 'As long as it's shiny.'

You were a fierce fighter, quick-witted and a smooth negotiator, but your sweet appearance meant a lot of people underestimated you. the crew would tease you and treat you like a princess or a doll, but when shit hit the fan they wanted you on their side. Right now you were content being Benn's stress relief as you both got something out of this arrangement.

[mamayan]

★Good Boy☆

Sub! Genya Shinazugawa x Soft Dom! Reader

cw: Soft Dom! Reader • Fem! Reader Coded • Sub! Genya • Fluff • Mild Angst • Hand Job (M) • Mild Teasing • Mild Overstimulation • Praise • Fingering (M) • Oral (M)

wc: 3k+

A/N: He is an angel, no one can convince me otherwise—

“Can I…?” You turned to see your sweet lover standing in the entrance of the shoji, handsome as always but wearing an unusual nervous expression.

You cock a brow expectantly, smile curving your lips. “Can you what, Genya?” There’s a teasing lilt to your tone which makes him purse his lips, pale skin beginning to flush red.

“T-Tanjiro was the one to bring it up, okay? I-I wasn’t listening to anything weird, alright?” His immediately defensive words before he’d even asked permission was a telling sign for you as interest sparked in your eyes. That made him even more nervous, but the sight of you sitting and being so patient made it even more difficult for him not to ask.

“Alright Genya, I understand. Now go ahead and tell me.” You weren’t asking, but your tone hadn’t changed. It didn’t matter though, as Genya immediately spit it out at your command.

“C-Can I lay my head on your l-lap?!” He’d all but screamed it. Panting as if it’d taken an incredible amount of effort to speak the sentence, the demon slayer with physical abilities that few could contend with appeared all but starved for oxygen. Those wide dark amethyst eyes are bloodshot and a little teary at the edges as he stared fervently at you.

“Yes?” You’d expected something different. Less innocent at least.

His face lights up though, and it makes any disappointment dissolve in the face of such a gorgeous display of happiness. His sweet smile and flushed cheeks make you coo, shifting yourself to sit in a more formal position as he scurries and secures a spot on your thighs with his head.

He lays himself almost stiffly on your lap, his large body frozen as if you’d change your mind if he were to move too much. You chuckle in amusement, his eyes flicking up to where you leaned over him. “Relax sweet boy, close your eyes.” He was too cute to deny right now, especially as he obeys with almost too much enthusiasm and tightly shuts his eyes with more concentration than necessary. You help him out, smoothing your hand lightly over his face, trailing down his cheeks and jaw with a feather light touch. He’s stuck between feeling like wanting to claw out of his own skin and melting in it. Your soft touch leaves him vulnerable, but as does the position which situates you over him, almost like he’s being protected. Genya ponders the last time he’s felt safe like this, but thoughts of his family and Sanemi hurt his chest too much to dwell long on, so he enjoys the fluffy feeling beginning to consume him and his mind.

“How was your day, my love?” He hates how much he adores your sweet names for him. As if each one is a balm to soothe his frayed nerves for each time he’s been hurt or insulted. He’s unable to deny a single request or command from you, nor does he particularly want to either. “I trained with Tanjiro, the dumb guy. He keeps getting stronger, while I’m just…” he grits his teeth, words not coming as easily as he tries to formulate the correct words which would describe his own inferiority to Tanjiro—

“Just what?” You goad.

“While I’m just me,” he doesn’t look at you anymore, eyes focused on the other end of the room as if his greatest enemy stands like a ghost in the corner. “I’m just me, I don’t have any cool ancestors or fancy breathing styles, I ain’t like ‘Nemi—,” you gently tilt his face back up towards you, eyes so warm he stutters on his words and stops entirely. How could you look at him like that? When he’s like this?

“You don’t need to be like him though, do you? You’re perfect just the way you are, sweet boy. Have I not shown you already? Your effort, your strength, your perseverance… they’re all yours, right?” His breathing nearly halts, so focused on your words he feels himself going light headed, “Focus on what you can do and focus on coming back to me. Isn’t that enough?” A single tear slides down his cheek, gaze blurry with the ones unshed as his chest fills with adoration and admiration for you.

“Don’t cry ‘Nya, I haven’t even done anything yet,” your teasing words make him flush deeper, the innuendo not lost on him despite his embarrassment.

“I-I ain’t cryin’!” He flinches as you inflict a small pinch to his cheek, “Sorry…” he apologizes quickly for yelling.

“Why are you embarrassed? Don’t you like when I play with you?” He wants to melt into the floor, but he’s trapped by the soft pillow of your thighs beneath his head and neck. Of course he liked it, he loved it even, but admitting it aloud was the most difficult for him. His silent trembling and watery gaze weren’t convincing enough apparently. Your hand leaves his soft tresses, smoothing down his neck and onto his chest where he tenses under the delicate pressure.

“That’s too bad ‘Nya, I really want to play with you now but… since you don’t like it, I won’t force you.” He nearly jolts up, but halts in fear of damaging your hand in his carelessness, instead panicking.

“N-no! I like it! I really, really like it,” his honest declarations are the easiest to achieve when he’s not given time to think of some crass response or lie, “Y-you always make me feel, well, good, really good,” he looks ready to burst, his cute expression almost too much for you as you withhold your laughter.

“Oh…? What do you like best then, sweet boy?” You knew he was close to his verbal limit, but to not push him until he couldn’t take anymore would be a waste since he so sweetly offered himself up like this.

Genya choked as your hand drifted lower, unable to control his body even with deep breathing as his pants began to feel tighter.

“I like… when you touch me, like this,” it feels like his throat is closing up. Your sweet hum of affirmation and your hand drifting lower was incentive enough to keep going. “When you—fuck,” his eyes nearly roll back just from you teasing the edges of his belt line.

“Finish your sentence, or we can stop here.”

“Wh-when you touch my cock—,” he looks like a boiled octopus, so red and flustered as he twitches helplessly beneath your hand. His eyes meet your own, as if asking if that was the right answer to get what he wants, no, needs from you.

He feels almost betrayed when you only lightly skim his stiff cock with the tips of your fingers, smile still in place as he gasps and jerks despite the minimal stimulation.

“I’m touching it, baby. Just how you like,” he wished you’d end the teasing, weak to your voice and touch as he grows closer to his breaking point.

“M-more please, like you usually do—,” his tone is getting whinier and more desperate.

“How do I usually do it…?” You drag one finger just up to the tip, chuckling as his hips hump uselessly up for even a tiny bit more friction. You deny him of course, playing dumb while dragging your finger around the opening where pre-cum was already pearling up.

He huffs, a light moan being drawn when you press down on his opening. “Y-you grip it, fuck, my cock—please, I-I need you,” there it was, your smile widens as tears spill freely, his eyes finally losing their defiance and cocky attitude in favor of showing you the sweet softness he holds beneath the surface just for you.

“There’s my sweet boy, I was wondering where’d you been~” you coo and give in finally, curling your fingers around his poor leaking cock and tightening until his breath became lodged in his throat and his body stiffened. “My sweet boy always tells me what he wants, doesn’t he?” You give no warning, only jerking him harshly and quickly, loving the way his eyes flash with pleasure and trepidation. Genya can’t speak anymore, only choked gasps and moans escaping as you drive him towards a quick and viscious end, back arching up, head pressing deeper into your thighs. “Wa—ngh—c-cum—please, I—!” Drool slides down the corner of his mouth as he brokenly begs for permission.

“Of course you can cum, sweet boy. Make a mess for me, ‘Nya” and he does, the vigorous stimulation right after being teased has him tumbling down the cliff’s edge as he shoots ropes of thick hot cum all over your hand inside his pants.

“Ah—!” He always cums with such emotion you can help but lean deeper and swallow his cries, tongue easily invading his mouth and tasting the sweets he likely shared with Tanjiro earlier.

He jerks as you continue your fast and unending pace, hand able to work him easier now that his cum has lubed himself up.

“S’too much—!” He can only cry against your lips, clearly becoming overwhelmed and overstimulated but you merely hush him with another kiss as he’s forced to cum again, though much less coming out but not at the cost of pleasure as his mind goes completely blank as pain bleeds into the orgasm.

When you pull away, he’s left as a true mess on your lap, dazed expression languid and body completely pliant now.

As a slayer, he’s quick to recover, eyes lazily tracking your hand coming out of his pants, sticky with his release as you bring it to your lips and make a show of licking it up.

When his cock jumps to life again under the lewd display, you happily share in the experience and press two fingers against his lips.

He doesn’t even think as he parts them, your fingers pressing in and forcing his own release inside his mouth. He cleans your fingers eagerly, less shy now and with vigor.

“Good boy, ‘Nya, clean them good, okay? Get them nice and wet, I plan to fuck your ass with them.” He nearly passes out at your vulgar language, face becoming completely molten as you work your fingers around in his mouth, rubbing against his tongue while his eyelids grow heavy. “Does that sound nice? Do you want that, Genya?” The use of his full name lets him know he needs to answer or you’ll stop. You pull your fingers away so he can speak.

“Yes, yes please, I-I want that.” He doesn’t hesitate, knowing full well you can and will deny him if he’s slow to reply. You smile and plunge your fingers back into his mouth, swirling them a bit and even intentionally poking a little too deep to see his eyes water. “Such a good boy, my good boy,” you murmur, and his heart swells at your claiming of him.

Once you’re satisfied, you pull them free with an audible pop, saliva nicely coating them while Genya sits up, expression akin to a puppy eager to please its master for a treat.

“Strip and lay down for me,” you order softly, voice never rising but command firm all the same. It sends shivers down his spine, the ability to completely let his guard down and let you make the decisions for him, let you lead him because without a doubt he trusts you.

“Slow down,” you chuckle and tell him, slowing his violently fast movements to strip into a more normal pace so you can watch his skin be revealed like a present being unwrapped. He’s scarred, a physical reminder he’s survived, but not without cost and pain. His sinewy muscles are revealed as he folds and sets aside his top like you enjoy, his upper body bare, pale skin tinged pink like his face, veins bulging out as he trembles under your stare. He’s embarrassed and aroused, painfully aroused, but it wasn’t anything new in your presence. You set him on fire, made him melt into a puddle. He’s trembling even as he stands and pulls his pants down, adorable white underwear stained and soaked from his earlier release, his cute cock smacking against his skin with a wet noise as he pulls them down and releases it.

Down his lithe muscular legs, Genya fully undresses for you, obeying and sitting back down on the tatami mat below and letting his body lay out.

“So good for me, knees up and legs spread baby,” you coo, kneeling down as well after removing a few layers yourself. He’s star struck, eyes unable to look away from your perfect figure he very much wishes to worship, licking his drying lips in anticipation.

He stays as still as possible, only twitching a little as you blow cool air on the dark reddened tip of his plush cock, the leaking tip mostly hidden by his foreskin. “Keep your eyes on me, okay? If you look away, I’ll stop.” His pupils dilate, watching as you pull his foreskin down and reveal the sensitive tip, tongue slipping out to lick him. He’s panting and you’ve hardly even begun, hands clenched in shaky fists, nails digging into his skin as he struggles to keep his eyes locked with yours as you slowly open your mouth and let a glob of spit roll down his shaft. He wants to burst, ready to cum again by sight alone but he doubts you’ll give him permission to cum before you’ve had your fill yet.

Then he feels the cool wet sensation on the tight ring of muscle below, his balls drawing up as you gently prod with a single digit until he breathes out and relaxes, earning a smile from you as your finger slips inside of him. It doesn’t even burn, only a slightly alien sensation at first as you gradually wiggle and stretch his hole, pad of your finger lightly grazing his prostate.His eyes roll back as a loud moan escapes him, hips jerking up and smearing a line of pre-cum across your lips and cheek as he stutters.

It’s too late when you completely pull away, finger leaving him as well as you sit back patiently. His eyes went wide with panic, “N-no wait—! I-I’m sorry, please, Y/N, I’ll be good, please,” his desperate little pleas tumbling out freely. “I’m not upset ‘Nya, my good boy, I just need you to look at me baby, you can be good and do that right?” He’s nodding before you even finish, a pretty flutter of dark hair moving where his mohawk rests. “Be good, I’ll be good,” he affirms, eyes so serious and strained you giggle, moving back again to his cock twitching desperately for any attention you’re willing to give it.

Genya gasps in shock as you give him two fingers this time, his ass stretching just enough for a tiny burn before it fades as you lock your lips around his cock, swirling your tongue under the skin around his tip. His eyes water, unblinking as they look at you, and you’re blessed with the sight of them finally falling as he grits his teeth and whines for you. Your fingers prod and brush his prostate, warm tongue so gentle and sweet compared to your calculated thrusts into his hole, his whines becoming delirious moans while he pants and drools, face fucked out and so cute you can’t help taking more of his cock into your mouth. He feels so good, a building thrum of pleasure swirling from both his cock and ass it’s turning his brain to mush.

“I-I need, please may I, Y/N—!” He howls your name, one eye nearly closing but he holds strong when you suck particularly hard on him. “May I cum, fuck, please, please I need—!” Tears flow freely now, his dark purple eyes reddened on the corners as they spill down his cheeks while his hips thrust up begging for release.

You pull off with a pop, free hand working his cock still just like before as he grunts almost as if in pain but you know he’s simply holding on by a thread.

“Cum for me ‘Nya, let go baby,” you encourage, and he does. Unable to deny you a single thing and truly unable to stop the white hot pleasure which rips through him as his cock twitches and spurts his hot load. You open your lips, catching his cum in your mouth as he gasps and writhes below, sweet moans and whines filling the space as you gently work him down. You pull your fingers free at last, his tight ring twitching too as you do.

He’s left a sweaty satiated mess when you pull up, easily crawling over him and slotting your lips against his. Genya opens, groaning as you push his cum into his mouth, his salty sweet taste now filling his senses along with the taste of you.

You kiss him with all the love you feel, only pulling away when you need the air finally, adoration and awe covering your slayer’s cute face.

“I love you,” he looks so vulnerable saying it, as if you rejecting him might destroy his fragile heart.

You’d never do such a thing though.

“I love you too, my sweet boy, my Genya,” and he’s gone as you affirm his love. As you claim him.

“Let’s get you cleaned up, and we can have dinner.” Your aftercare is nothing short of perfection, and while he’s shy in receiving such tender care and love he’s been deprived of so long, he’s unable to deny how lovely it is to be cherished like this. He might still not be on the best of terms with his brother, but he knows a safe space will always remain in your arms.

“Y/N…,” you look up, his eyes shining with tears again but this time his smile is filled with gratitude. “Thank you,” his voice is hoarse, but you laugh, wrapping your arms around him and pulling him into your chest as you kiss his head.

Dividers by/@cafekitsune

[shadowsandshapes]

[𝐒𝐩𝐢𝐜𝐲] 𝐎𝐍𝐄 𝐌𝐎𝐑𝐄 𝐓𝐈𝐌𝐄 (Gojo Satoru/afab!Reader)

A/N: This was a 3AM scream into the void that I cleaned up for fun. I said I was gonna do Gojo smut and here we are. So I present to you: Gojo tortures himself for fun. Contains: Edging, Copious Amounts of Cum, Gojo Whining Like A Whore (: [1K]

Minors DNI | Ao3 Link

His eyes were so pretty like this.

Those brilliant, limitless blues are caught in a stupefying haze – glazed over and brimming with desperation.

Their depths had darkened with desire as Gojo stared up at your gorgeous body, moving atop his own in a steady, mind-numbingly pleasurable rhythm. He wanted to look away, hide his festering hunger and madness that was flooding into his being but simply couldn't. It would be a shame to miss even a second of the beauty he was witnessing. You were a vision so powerful and captivating it demanded to be seen. Every touch, every glance and noise from your lips captured the attention and held it hostage, leaving no room for wandering thoughts. Only you. You consumed the man’s mind entirely with your lovely body and soul. What did it matter, anyway? There was no need to think of anything else.

Just you and the sweet rolling of your hips.

Gojo's senses were on fire. Mind bordering on the sweet precipice of delirium and bliss. His hands fumbled to hold onto your thighs, squeezing and pulling at the flesh to help you along on his aching cock. A blush seemed to envelop your body – tinting the skin a radiant, glowing pink. The imprints his fingers left behind told a story. Faint bruising, both healed and fresh, functioned as monuments to his continuous acts of desperation. No matter how many times you rode his cock, Gojo always ended up begging for more. He was positively insatiable. Always looking to prolong and endure more of your sweet torture.

Gojo moaned out a strangled curse, halting your movements. "S-Stop, stop, stop—" he breathed out, chest rising and falling as he attempted to regain control of his body. "I'm gonna cum, just stop — not yet, please."

With a voice so utterly fucked out of his mind and broken, how could you neglect such lovely begging?

“Of course, baby, we���ll slow down,” you whispered, grinding to a stop on top of him. Gojo whimpered at the loss of friction but babbled and mumbled a few frantic words of thanks, his voice faltering and stumbling over each syllable.

“T-Thank you, thank you, thank – y-you…” He could barely breathe, feeling your godly pussy tightening and relaxing around his cock. “I almost couldn’t hold it anymore,” Gojo said, digging his fingers into the tender flesh of your thighs even harder in an attempt to ground himself.

He looks at you with a clouded gaze as you tenderly brush his white locks back with your fingers. “Why do you torture yourself like this, Satoru…” The words came out of your mouth with such reverence as you committed the sight to memory. It was beautiful, the way Gojo panted and whimpered at each touch you were willing to give him, like a man starved for connection and love. Affection was the single most addicting substance in the world to him. And the fact that it came from you, an absolute goddess among men, made it taste even sweeter.

“I can’t help it, you’re just so –” Gojo moans, bucking his hips up into you. “So f-fucking b-beautiful.” He’s crumbling. You can see his resolve to drag this out breaking as he begins fucking you again. 

You leaned forward, catching one of his shameless moans with your lips. A kiss to silence your needy, depraved boy for at least a few seconds. Gojo's cock twitched furiously within you, fighting the orgasm that was mere seconds away. If he came now, you would get off him and it would be over. Gojo couldn't have that – he was far too addicted to you to let that happen. Oh, but the craving he felt for you was unparalleled. He wanted it so badly. To paint your inner walls his colors and release his seed deep inside you. But not yet. It would be too soon. This was torture of his own design and delaying the inevitable would only make his release all the more satisfying.

Gojo thanked his lucky stars that you were willing to indulge this overwhelming need of his. There was just one problem: his body moved beyond his control, grinding up into your sweet cunt like a man possessed. Desire had truly taken hold of him. He couldn't help it. His cock chased after whatever friction it could get. Your walls contracted with each thrust, embracing his shaft like it belonged there, buried within you, pressing up against your cervix. 

How was he supposed to stop fucking you when you felt so goddamn perfect? 

You watched his eyes glaze over once more, a mantra of curses and pleas to stop tumbling from his lips. "N-no," he moaned out, glancing at his own, furiously thrusting hips. "F-Fuck, stop – I'm gonna—" Gojo was livid with himself. Fuming at his lack of self-control. He had begged you to stop and you had so graciously granted his wish, but here he was fucking himself into you like a mindless beast. You were so good to him and he couldn't stop. 

A desperate, moaning wail spilled from his perfect lips as his cock began convulsing furiously within your tight pussy. You felt his release splatter against your walls, cock pulsing with each spurt and thrust. Gojo's eyes rolled back as he came, his head flopping down on the pillow behind him as his body began to writhe and shake beneath you. Even that wasn’t enough for him to stop moving, though. He bit his own lips in an attempt to silence his blissful cries. A valiant but ultimately futile attempt: every wave of release made him wail and sob in pleasure. He'd waited so long to cum. Now he couldn't stop. Pearly white seed slipped down the side of his cock as he continued to ride the high, coating the part where your bodies joined in slick. The sound of your bodies grinding into each other covered in cum was enough to drive anyone crazy. Even so, Gojo wasn't done. You were full, stuffed to the brim with his cum, but he had more to give, spilling over onto his abdomen and your perfectly bruised thighs. 

When he'd finally drained his balls into your complete, the mess was immense, sticking to your bodies and dripping from your hole onto the sheets.

"I'm sorry –" Gojo panted out the apology. "Can we go again? Please, I need more. Just one more time."

One more time, he said. You both knew that was a lie.

[recklessmark]

mark would be like the kind of egotistical asshole with a severe god complex. thighs spread out for u to ride it like ur life depends on it while he just looks at ur fucked out face and ur titties bouncing up and down while he smoked a blunt…. elbows resting on the head rest of the couch and tip his head every time the tip of his cock brushes on ur sweetest spot and when he cant take it anymore he’ll push u roughly on the ground and just…. fuck the life out of ur poor swollen pussy and just leave and take a pic of his seed dripping down ur ruined cunt everyone who looked at it would cringe from how its abused and he sends a copy of it w a message “fucked ur little slutty sister. nympho asked for it” to jaemin

her step brother and his #1 enemy in football team :D

warning: basically just all the things that the ask said.

“Please Mark, I want you to fuck me.”

“Mhmm, I would but you haven’t been the most well behaved. Have you, baby?”

This is just becoming cruel. You beg him like he demands. “No,” you reply with a pout in your voice.

“Then what shall I do with you?”

You look down between your bodies and his erection is staining even more against his pants. Instead of giving a verbal response you grind yourself against him and the both of you let out a moan from the sudden friction.

You look back up to stare at Mark in the face just as he puts the blunt to his lips, blowing a stream of smoke in your face. “Did you like that?” but before you can respond he thrusts himself upwards and all you can do is gasp. He speaks up again but this time it’s only a whisper. “Then you can fuck yourself on my thigh.”

Your breath hitches in your throat and you whine at his demand. This isn’t what you wanted but it will have to do for now. Placing your hands on his shoulders for more leverage, you begin to slowly move back and forth on his large thigh.

He leaned back, looking completely relaxed. His eyes are dark and glinting in amusement as he watches you.

“Look at my little slut. So desperate to get off, you’re willing to fuck yourself on my thigh for relief.” You are about to whine in protest but he stops you by kissing you. His hands travel down your body. One grips your ass and gives a squeeze while the other moves in between the two of you. Mark groans against your lips when he feels the wet spot you’ve created on him and that only causes you to become wetter. He begins to palm himself through his trousers and you can hear his little pants of approval. You increase your pace and close your eyes as you become closer to orgasm. Your clit is throbbing from the delicious amount of friction from the rough fabric of his pants.

His hand that was previously on your ass is now gripping your throat and beginning to squeeze gently as he continues to play with himself. “Are you going to be a good girl now? Will you cum when I tell you to?”

“Yes,” you manage to gasp out.

“Too bad, the only time you can cum is on my fucking cock.”

In a quick and forceful motion, he pushes you onto the ground and hovers above you. “I’m going to fuck you as hard as I can but first beg me.”

“Wha-what?”

His hand moves down to your body to your clit. “I. Said. Beg. Me.” He emphasizes every word with a short, sharp, stroke.

“Please, please fuck me. I’m begging you to please fuck me. Please.”

“You’re learning, slut.”

Mark grabs both of your wrists and puts them above your head as he enters you roughly. He begins to set a brutal, bruising rhythm in and out of you while still smoking his damn joint. His hips slam roughly against your bare ass, the sound of his skin slapping against yours echoes throughout the room. You are positive everyone on the floor can hear your moans.

His other hand dumps the joint on the floor to wrap around your neck and he squeezes. Your eyes roll back from the pleasure you’re receiving. You would moan but the pressure on your throat causes you to cough instead. You don’t know how much longer of his brutal pace you can take before passing out from the pleasure.

His thrusting becomes erratic as he comes close to his finish. The hand around your neck leaves and comes down to stroke your clit. His voice is rough and breathless in your ear, “Is this what you wanted? You wanted me to fuck you like this?”

“Mark god yes…Mark!” you moan as you lose control of your body. You can feel your orgasm throughout your entire body, causing you to shake and quiver. Your fingers curl into a fist as you scream with pleasure. You hear him moan deeply into your neck as he bites down, leaving a mark. Hot seed spurts deep inside of you as he clenches your body tightly to his. Mark takes a few moments before pulling out of you and proceeds to look over your sweat covered body as a mix of your arousal and his cum drip down your thighs.

“You’ve never looked better, with my cum dripping down your tight little pussy.”

As you’re still lost in your haze, you hear a click and a flash blinds you. Only the next morning when you bump into Jaemin—your step brother—in your kitchen do you realize what Mark’s done.

“I’ve always known you’re a desperate slut, little sister.”

You wince but quickly become speechless as embarrassment tinges your entire body when he shows you the messages with Mark. A picture of your ruined pussy full of Mark’s cum is on the screen, accompanied by a text. “fucked ur little slutty sister. nympho asked for it”

Jaemin lets out a small chuckle at your reaction, his face close to your ear as he whispers. “Hm, you know how much I despise that fuckface and still let him fuck you. You’d do anything for a cock, wouldn’t you? I could snap my fingers and you’d let both of us use all of your holes.”

[heavenlyvision]

Hii! I love your writing so much, you're amazing! Can i request something with bi-han x gn or f!reader where the reader gets bold for the first time and gets on top of him while they're at it? I'm not normal about that man.

Thank you for enjoying my writing and thank you for your request !!!! This is a bit of a shorter fic but I enjoyed writing this <33 it is literally only smut though 🤭 I was feeling a little unhinged about Bi-Han tonight… whoopsie. Clearly I am not normal about this man either 🤩

On Top

Wc: 1.7k

Pairing: Bi-Han x GN!Reader

Warnings: 18+ only, smut, afab!reader, pwp, p in v sex, creampie, minor dacryphilia, I think that’s all !! <33

Bi-Han enjoys being in control when you’re intimate, and you like it too but you want to try something different tonight, you want to be on top. You just have to find a way to tell him that.

You’ve been dancing around bringing it up to him all night and he’s started to notice that something is up. He’s sitting in the lounge room, relaxing on the couch after a long day.

And with the way you’re hovering around him and keep trying to say something but ultimately change your mind last second, it’s a dead giveaway that you have something to say. In all honesty, it’s starting to annoy him.

“What is it? Spit it out,” his frustrations with you palpable.

You pout at him, feeling even more apprehensive about asking him now, “Never mind, it’s nothing.”

He sighs, feeling bad for snapping at you, his tone gentle when he speaks again, “I am sorry, what is it? What do you need?”

Making eye contact with him is difficult, “It’s not important, honestly. I can see you’ve had a long day, let’s just forget about it.”

“Well now my curiosity is piqued,” he retorts.

You sigh out at him, still feeling self conscious as you say, “I was just thinking about how, when we have… well you’re always on top and I was thinking… maybe I could be on top… tonight?”

He has a smug smirk on his face, “you want to sit on my dick, pretty?”

His words make your skin grow hot but you ultimately nod at him. His smile grows larger, “Go on then.” He says, patting his lap.

You’re a bit shocked at his immediate agreeance but you move closer to him, he stops you though, “Take your pants off.” He directs.

Tentatively, you get off the couch and pull your pants down, as you do, you decide to take everything else off too. Standing in front of him completely bare. His gaze is animalistic as he looks at you.

His hands make a grabbing motion at you and you walk closer to him, enough so you’re within his reach. His cold hands grab onto your warm skin and pull you onto his lap.

You’re straddling him now, your hands reach for his face. Holding him gently before leaning down to kiss him. The way in which he kisses you back is fervent, he’s filled with desperation for you. Mind swimming with thoughts of you filled by him.

His tongue licks into your mouth, he grunts at the way you sit your weight down onto him. You can’t help but grind into him as you do, his cock hard under you, it making you desperate for him.

Lifting yourself up, you reach into his pants. His lips don’t leave yours, his hands holding onto your face. You release his cock from its confines and stroke at him languidly, enjoying the firm weight of him. He’s moaning into the kiss at your touch, allowing you to do as you please, for now.

Precum is leaking from the head of his cock steadily, you use it as lube, making it slick for you. Spreading it all over, your thumb rubs at the tip of him and his cock jumps in response. A whimper falls from his lips and you swallow the sound, loving the way he sounds.

When you can’t take it anymore, you lean up and position the head at your hole. Your lips pull away from him and he huffs in annoyance, not done kissing you.

One of your hands rests on his shoulder, the other holding his cock to your cunt. His own hands grip at your hips, not moving you, just resting there.

Dropping down carefully, you take the tip of him inside. You don’t move any further down than that, instead holding him there. Your pussy is pulsing around the tip of him, wanting so badly to be full of him but also wanting to make him desperate for you.

Your cunt leaks around him, your arousal for him dripping down his cock. He groans at you, he could overpower you easily but he wants you to use him, he’ll do this much for you… until he can’t take it anymore anyways.

He gives you a warning, “Gotta do something more, pretty. I can only control myself for so long,” his words are strained.

“Be patient,” you mumble to him, your brows pinched in concentration.

You remove yourself from him, his tip resting against you now. He grunts at the loss of you, dick twitching lightly, his fingers digging into your hips. You take his tip inside again, only to repeat the motion, over and over again. Never taking more than his tip.

His head drops back on the couch, eyes almost wet from desperation. You can feel his finger nails digging into your hips. His hands cold against your skin, restraint barely existent at this point. Powers bleeding through his need.

His teeth are clenched as he says, “If you don’t hurry up, I’m taking what I want.”

His promise makes you ache for him, cunt fluttering around the tip of him. A loud groan is pulled from him at the feeling.

“Fucken hell. Pretty, if you don’t move soon - ngh - I’m gonna lose my damn mind.”

“You’re needy tonight,” you comment.

“And you’re cruel,” he retorts, sounding miffed with you.

You chuckle at him lightly, you don’t think he’s ever been this needy before. It’s hot.

Luckily, your own need is overwhelming you too and you drop down on him all at once. The abruptness of it catching Bi-Han off guard. A light coating of ice covers your hips as he moans loudly. His dick twitching inside you violently. You realise as you spasm around him that he has cum very suddenly out of nowhere.

“Fuuuuuuck!” He groans out, blissed out at the feeling and also pissed.

You whimper at him, the full feeling satisfying you. You grind down into him as he cums in you. His hands stop you, sensitive from his orgasm.

“Gods, why did you fucken do that?” You think his words are meant to be threatening but he’s breathless.

You tease him, “You asked me to hurry up.”

“Made me cum too fucken early,” you think he’s more upset with himself than you.

You look down at where he’s still inside you, lifting up slightly. His cock semi hard, his cum leaking out around you and down into his lap. A whine leaves you at the sight, Bi-Han’s own gaze is locked onto where you’re connected.

The way he’s dripping out of you making him hard again, the feeling of him growing inside you makes you gasp. When you look to him he looks pissed at you. This time his hands move you, forcing you back down on his cock.

The action makes you moan loudly, he grunts at you, “This time, mm gonna use you how I fucken please.”

He keeps his promise, using you as a glorified flesh light. Holding all your weight by your hips, fucking you up and down the length of him.

Moans and whimpers being pulled from you, slipping freely from you. He’s moaning too, enjoying finally doing as he wants. He plants his feet on the ground firmly and starts fucking up into you.

It’s all overwhelming you, you’ve been on the edge for as long as he has been. Your cunt is throbbing around him, hot and wet. His cum still leaking from you, it’s messy and sticky and it’s making you hotter.

“Look at the fucken mess you’ve made, messy thing,” he tuts at you, putting all the blame on you.

You’re clenching around him, so close to finishing, “you wanna cum?” He asks you.

You nod at him desperately, right on the edge.

He scowls at you, “Do you think you deserve to?”

“Bi-Han,” you whine his name at him. If he doesn’t let you cum, you might lose your mind.

His smile is toothy and evil looking, “What if I just fill you up more? And leave you like that? Mmm?”

Your eyes are wet, bordering on crying, you’re shaking your head at him desperately, “Please no, Bi-Han.” You’re begging him, pleading with him to let you finish.

He hums at you in consideration, still fucking into you harshly. His cold hands still gripping your hips, a thin sheet of ice coating them.

“Pitiful little thing aren’t you, are you gonna cry about it?” He asks mockingly.

His words are cruel but he loves when you cry, loves that you get so blissed out on the feeling of him that you cry about it. And you do, tears fall from your eyes at the feelings, at the possibility of not cumming.

He coos at you, “Look at that, crying over my dick.”

You try begging some more, “Bi-Han, please.”

He smiles at you, “Cum for me, pretty. Cum all over my cock.”

His words make your heart stutter in your chest, pussy spasming rhythmically around him. A gasping moan comes from you and then you’re very suddenly cumming around him. Your hands claw at his shoulders, he’s still using you to fuck himself. The orgasm he’s given you takes you apart piece by piece, feeling as though you’ve been pushed into heaven.

With the way you grip him, Bi-Han cums suddenly with a shout of your name. His head thrown back, his hands grind you down against his pelvis. The overstimulation making you twitch on top of him. He whines at the feeling, drained from two orgasms.

You collapse on top of him, breaths coming fast and heavy. You can barely hear anything happening around you, only able to hear your own blood rushing through your head. That and the sharp cold of the ice on your hips.

“You’re not allowed on top anymore,” Bi-Han tells you.

You whine at him, “Why not?” You pull back, looking at him.

“Made me cum prematurely, can’t have you unsatisfied, pretty.” He seems disappointed in himself.

You inform him, “Mm very satisfied.”

He rolls his eyes at you and you lean down to kiss him tenderly.

Despite what he says, you know you’ll be on top more often from now on.

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A/N: I hope you all enjoyed, sorry it’s so short but like I said, I was feeling especially feral about Bi-Han tonight and this was the result. Thank you again to the lovely anon who requested this, I hope you don’t mind the liberties I took with it <333 And as always, if you have any thoughts, feelings, questions, don’t hesitate to ask !!! <33

[squirmhoney]

WRAPPED LIKE A BOW | SMUTMAS

Day one of Christmas Aegon x Bondage Pairing: Aegon Targaryen x Reader Warning: Smut. Dark. Bondage. Spanking. Naive reader. Fingering. Non-Con. Dub-con. Pet names. Cruel!Aegon 18+ MDNI A/N: Finally, day one of Christmas is here. Enjoy lovelies❤️

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It started off as a game, something he’d seen online in a video somewhere, or that’s what he had told you. As naïve as you were, you laid on the bed, allowing Aegon to manoeuvre your limbs until your arms were restrained behind your back and your ankles were attached to your thighs. All tied together amongst tight rope and a bow that made you look awfully like some sort of Christmas present. 

All you did was giggle when he towered his body over yours, finding it incredibly funny when his tuft of white hair tickled your skin. 

That was until his hand slid underneath your pyjama shorts, fingers grazing the subtle skin of your inner thigh. The laughter evidently fell from your face, eyes widening as you tried to grasp the idea of what was happening. 

Aegon wouldn’t do this to you. Never to you.

“What are you doing?” You stuttered, shifting to get some space. It was then the rope started to feel as tight as it really was, completely constricting.  

“Having fun,” Aegon said with no sense of doubt in his tone. “That’s what games are for.” 

Your stomach dropped at that and when you began to stammer out that you didn’t like this game or you didn’t want to play anymore, he ignored you. It didn’t take long for you to become a twitching mess, to the point where his mouth was covering your pathetic pleas and his cheeks were soaked with your tears. 

“You’re getting so wet,” he hummed, feeling the vibration from it sending goosebumps all over your skin. His fingers slipped further down through your folds, chuckling at how you tensed at the reaction. “Just for me.” 

You choked on a sob with the first finger he managed to squeeze in, the thickness of it forcing itself against any resistance from your virgin walls. Your legs began to tremble with the second finger, unsure how he managed it with the tightness you were feeling but unable to stop him from coaxing your walls to make them fit. 

This wasn’t happening, you told yourself. But there you were panting and whimpering, trying to decipher between what was pain and what was pleasure as his free hand rubbed against your clit. 

Through a strained breath you managed to get out the word “please” only to be met with a harsh slap against your clit that had you repeating the word over and over again. You weren’t sure if he was understanding you or whether he was doing this out of his own sick amusement. 

In this angle you managed to squeeze your legs together, pushing his hand away in some feeble attempt to get your message across. But Aegon clearly wasn't done, flipping you over in your restraints until you were lying on your front unable to move your legs from the position he placed them in. At first you didn’t know what he was doing, dazed slightly when his fingers popped out of your cunt.

“Pleas-ah. Stop, please. Please” 

But then you felt it, his hand harsh against your ass cheek, making you yelp out in pain. The second one stung more than the first, the cool rings on his fingers leaving a harsh sting in their wake. He repeated himself a few times, until you felt you could feel the rawness of your ass when his hand hovered above it. 

“Your ass looks so pretty marked up like this.” 

Without warning his fingers thrusted back into your walls, making you tense up at first only to relax into it, glad for the pain to be over. You even fought back a sigh when his fingers curled inside of you, making you leak out onto your thighs.  

“Look how soaked you are.” His breath tickled against your cunt as he pulled his fingers out, only to slam them back in. “Dripping on my fingers like some sort of slut.” 

Embarrassment washed over you, not sure if the reason your body was shaking was due to the sobs or the tingle running from your core. All you could do was struggle through gritted teeth as you held back your moans.

“Relax,” he tired to sooth you, his free hand gliding over your ass. 

It was anything but soothing as his touch had you flinching away from him, the skin too delicate there to handle another lashing. 

Fortunately, we were too focused on the other hand situated between your quivering legs, bringing you so close to a sensation you had only felt with yourself before. 

When you felt his hand retreat from your ass, lifting into the air, you could only think of the worst and before you knew it you blurted out, “Be nice.” 

“What was that?” His tone was humourless, taunting as he brought his hand gently back down on your behind. 

“Please, just be nice,” you repeated.

“All you had to do was ask, angel.” He chuckled, hovering his body over yours until his lips were resting against the shell of your ear. 

His fingers still continued to toy with you, suddenly picking up a pace that was nothing compared to before. You could feel the way your walls were sucking him in, clenching around his two thick fingers greedily. 

“You’re going to cum, aren’t you?” 

All you could do was give him a faint hum in agreement, feeling your eyes roll into the back of your head at the intensity you were feeling. 

“That’s my good girl.” 

The wail you let out was shameful, and you were lucky there was no one around to hear you or even see you as you bucked your hips as much as you could onto him. Coming down from your orgasm was even worse, whimpering with fat tears rolling down your cheeks. Too eager to crawl into Aegon's arms once he released you, pretending as if he wasn’t the one that had just caused you so much pain. 

“You were so good at my game,” he pecked your wet lips, hushing your trembling frame with a gentleness that hadn’t been there a second ago. “You’ve been such a good girl for me.”

[lovememoreplease]

Work for it grimmy ♥~ ☆TW- edging, degradation, praises, riding, humping, anal, unprotected sex, marking, jerking off, male reader a/n tumblr decided to fuck smth up and making the whole post invisible to everyone.... so i post it again. thank you anon for idea again!

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Casper pathetic small moans filling the whole rub himself against your clothed bulge. hes on your lap as you sit on the bed with head resting on the bedframe. "come on, baby. beg for it" you said toying with casper cock before circling small circles on his tip with your thumb. your finger soon covered in his pre as he mewl for more. "s-sunshine... please.... let me cum... i want you inisde me... ah!~" he moan out and thrust his dick in your hand but is soon stopped with your hand holding his hips in place. "youre such a slut, casper" you sigh dissapointed and take your hand from his cock. he whine at the lost of any kind of touch and try to rub against your bulge once more. "casper" you said grabbing his hips with both of your hands. "work for it, grim. youre nothing but a whore now. attention and touch straved whore" you said as he let out a whimper. "p-please... i will be good, sunshine" he beg with teary eyes. "i've been good" he whine as his pride is getting crushed now. who did he even came to a moment when he beg a mortal he was supposed to collect soul from? eh...

your hand came back to stroking his poor painfully hard cock. his mouth opening in silent scream as he close his eyes and relax in your touch. he was close once more. for who knows what time tonight. "p-please... let me cum this time..." he whimper as small noises escape him. yet his prays went unheard as you stopped in last moment. his eyes open up full of tears as he sob. "w-why you did it?... youre so mean... please... just let me cum... i want you to ride mee" you make him go off your lap as you take off your pants and underwear with it. your dick standing tall twitching and asking for attention. casper at the sight of it wanted to to just have himself inside of you. "can i?" he asked sitting back on bed. "you think you deserve this?" you asked with cocky smirk as he nod. "i dont know..." you said teasing him as he sob flustarted. "h-hey! dont be mean... im.. im grim reapr!" he sob out as his cheek are burning red and eyes full of tears. "not anymore" you chuckle and kiss his cheek. "come here, pretty boy" you whisper in his ear before getting on top of him and taking him all in.

loud moan left his parted lips as you finally bottomed out taking him whole in your tight wet needy hole. "s-so good" he stutter out as hes in a moment of bliss. the feeling of your walls squeezing around him almost making him faint. "casper..." you moan and place your hands on his chest. he bend you down and connect both of your lips in a sloppy kiss. a short make out session before you rolled your hips still getting used to him inside you before freely bouncing up and down his lenght.

your hands propping yourself on his chest as he close his eyes and let the moans and whimpers fill the room. "shoo f-fuckign good" he moan out slurring on his words as a small trail of saliva escape his mouth and go down his chin. his fucked out expression. his small fang bitting down at his lower lips to try silence his noises. his half lidded eyes full of tears that dont want to fall from them... all so hot and needy. "g-god.." he moan out as you fixing your position and this time propping yourself from the back to take him deeper. his chest moving with every deep breath he takes and you cant help but let your hand trail down to cup his chest and play with his hard sensitive nipple. "s-sunshine... dont... im... ah~! im fucking close" he said looking at you begging for you to let him cum. you just nod giving him green light and so he use it.his hands land on your hips moving you up and down as his hips thrust into you before shooting white ropes of cum deep inside of you. your hips rolling riding out his orgasm.

while casper was calming down after his high you pulled him into a hug and kissed his neck. "such a good boy for me... letting me ride you" he smile and move his hand down to your hard cock jerking you off quickly. gasp leaving your lips as you finish in his fist. "now we both came" he chuckle and kiss you once again

[sombrashe]

not edited | norm x afab!reader

You tug your shirt over your head unfortunately you're already pulling off your suit as the shirt catches on the top of your chest. Huffing you try to shimmy it down, moving your shoulders back and forth. Standing there bent over vault suit around your ankles as you shake your tits. He knows he caught you at a bad time but he can't turn away. You finally abandoned the suit at your feet and yank your top down. A plain white shirt that did little to hide the hard outline of your nipples. When you focus ahead your face lights up at seeing him. He feels shame and you don't even scold him for watching you change. His face burns as you wave him inside your room. Stepping out of your suit you bend back over to pick it up. You spend a moment folding it and placing it to the side before addressing him.

"Did you wanna have sex?"

He paused and stared at you, his mouth slightly agape. You've offered yourself to him before, practically humped his leg the one time, but you've never been already naked. Maybe this was your plan invite him over at three knowing he'd want to be early. Catch you changing with a tent in his pants.

"Yes."

You squeal and pounce on him. Kisses are fluttered across his face. You're dragging his hand between the two of you and he immediately pushes further. Pressing two finger down he rubs tight circles into your clit. Mewling against his jawline you grind into his hand. You're pushing hard against him and he ends up on his back as you pull at the ends of his hair.

"Want you to sit on my face. Now, please."

You give him a quick okay and slide off of him. Watching him get situated you kneel with your thighs pressed tightly together. You're so excited he finally agreed. You always wondered how he was in bed, always wanted a night alone with him. One where you weren't just best friends. When he laid flat against the bed again you eagerly crawl up his chest and hover against above his mouth. He reaches up and gently tugs you down. You giggle and maintain your position. He was going to prove he wanted you like you wanted him. And prove he did, with a hard yank you're forced to sit flat against his face. Pudgy thighs envelop him and he's left with squished cheeks. His tongue darts out to push past your lips and into your core. He can barely hears your pleas just knows you want more the way you grind against him. Lapping at your needy cunt he angle his head so his nose can bump your clit. Even little hump is met with the sharp point of his nose hitting your clit. That mixed with the way he's greedily tonguing you has you chanting his name. He felt amazing. Your knees push into his temples as you bounce a little. Riding his tongue he flicks it in and out in rapid succession. You feel yourself getting close. So, so, so close and you can't hold it in anymore. With a drawn out vowel your orgasm washes over you. Deeply grinding against his tongue your stomach folds in on itself as you scratch at the headboard. When you finally feel relaxed again the only constant being Norm's whining as he lapped at your fluttering cunt. Pulling away you weakly kneel beside him trying to remain strong. All you wanted to do was lay back and let him pound into you until you couldn't walk. Instead you watch as he lifts himself onto his elbows. The lower half of his face is completely soaked in your essence.

"Do you need help cleaning up?"

You don't wait for an answer as you lean forward and start kitten licking his cheek. Letting out obnoxious moans you pet down his chest. Down his abdomen and ending at the tent hiding what you wanted most.

[jeonghansbunny]

Sweetness overload | Hoshi

Rating: 18+ | Read at your own discretion

Content warnings: dom/sub, manhandling, crying, unprotected sex, creampie, substance use (Aphrodisiacs). Please keep in mind that I wrote this with the idea that everything is consensual!

Hoshi

Who decides to surprise you with a trip for your anniversary

And take you out for dinner

You wanted to look nice

So you took longer to get ready

Hoshi who was waiting for you in the other room grew bored

Looking around the hotel room

He found chocolates in the fridge

And decided to snack on them

Not knowing that the chocolates he was eating were laced with aphrodisiacs

While waiting for you

He started to feel uncomfortable

His breathing getting heavier

And his cheeks feeling warmer, as if he had been drinking alcohol 

The moment you walked in

Something suddenly snapped 

He couldn't move his eyes away from you

Hair and makeup nicely done

Wearing a dress that hugged your figure

Showing off your curves

Suddenly his pants felt tight

And his brain went all numb

"you ready to go?" you asked while putting your earing on

Without saying a word

Hoshi came in front of you 

And rested his hands on your hips

Giving you small pecks on the lips

Telling you how beautiful you looked

And how good you smelled

The smell turning him on even more

He started to become more handsy

And squeezing you a bit

He tried to deepen the kiss

And sneak his tounge in

But you refused

You tried to shake him off

But he pulled you closer by the neck

And that's when you noticed the boner in his pants

Shocked you wanted to tell him to stop

That you're going to be late for the reservation

But the moment you opened your mouth

He shoved his tounge inside and devoured yours

Making you moan into the kiss

He started caressing your leg up and down

Pulling your dress higher

Until his hand was beneath you

Stroking your folds and teasing your clit

Not being able to control himself anymore 

He picked you up

And headed into the bedroom

Laying you on top of the bed on your stomach

He got on top of you

And held you down with one hand

While unbuckling his belt with the other

"what are you doing" you asked

Confused at his actions

But most importantly confused at the serious expression he had on

Without responding 

He pulled out his cock and stroked it a few times

Pushing your soaked underwear to the side

He started to push his dick in you

Making you moan out loud 

You were grabbing the sheets for support

While he started to pound you

Praising you and calling you filthy names at the same time

Telling you how much he liked doing this to you

And how good it feels

He started becoming more rough

And pushing it deeper inside of you

Until he hit an unfamiliar spot

Overwhelmed with the sensation 

You tried to reach behind you

And push his hips away

Begging him to please slow down

But he couldn't be pushed away

He grabbed both your wrists

And positioned them above your head

Holding them in place with one hand

Now laying fully on top of you

He started moving even faster

You never were this loud while doing it

Which turned him on

And motivated him to make you moan even louder for him

So he sneaked a hand beneath you

And started playing with your clit

Which made you scream in pleasure

Making you clench hard around him

And cum on his cock

Satisfied with his accomplishment

He shot his load inside of you

You were glad it was over 

By now your makeup was probably ruined from your tears and your dress was all stretched out

Knowing very well dinner won't be happening anymore

All you could think of was taking a relaxing shower

But you couldn't get up

Because he was still on top of you

And his dick was still inside

And it was still... Hard

"You... You're still hard?" you stuttered

"Mhmmm" he hummed while kissing the side of your face

His hips started moving again

Slowly stroking your swollen folds

Overstimulated by the sensation 

You told him to pull out

While desperatly tugging his hair

"I'm sorry I can't" he said

Hiding his face in the crook of your neck

Stroking your clit

"you feel so nice wrapped around me" he moaned

At this point his brain had turned into mush

All he could think of was wanting to be inside of you

And get rid of this uncomfortable feeling by cumming inside of you again and again and again

He wrapped you in a hug

With one hand resting on your jaw

And the other one holding tight onto your stomach

Trying to reach even deeper inside of you

He was making these desperate sounds

Telling you he wants cum again

He wants to cum inside of you

You never saw him this whiny

Which honestly turned you on

Being needed so desperately by him

His pace began to quicken

Until the both of you were moaning 

And releasing at the same time

Without giving you a chance to catch your breath

He pulled out his cock

Turned you around

And shoved his cock inside you again

His hands went beneath you

Holding onto your shoulders

So that you don't slip away

His hips were brutally attacking yours

Making clapping sounds

That echoed throughout the room

With both hands you held onto his neck for support

Now crying

Overstimulated 

Begging him to slow down

But he couldn't hear you anymore

He had already lost all sense of comprehension 

The only thing he could focus was you wrapped around him

This position made it possible for him to reach even deeper inside of you

Making you see stars

And clench hard around him

Your wet pussy making it easy for him to slip in and out 

And hit your weak spot repeatedly

Until you were shaking in pleasure 

And he was cumming inside of you 

Repeatedly

Throughout the night

Slipping into the next day

Until the both of you lost consciousness <3

[thoughtsofatransboy]

Can you do a virgin Leon and Fem reader just exploring their first time together? Preferred RE2 or RE4 tyyy :))

OMG I LOVE IT!!! I WILL DO IT <3 (pls don't mind my crap english) ⚠️smut, AFAB, Virgin!reader⚠️

Your heart was missing beats, your lips were red from the previous make-out session. You questioned yourself of how you got here, well, you were Leon's co-worker, but you both looked more like besties than co-workers. One day, after the daily round, you stopped to rest, after a few minutes of conversation, you ended up getting into some topics about relationships... and skipping the nonsense, you ended up kissing, making out and now you were about to losing your virginity to your co-worker in the backseat of the police car.

Obviously you were nervous, but Leon whispered in your ear, taking you out of your thoughts. "uh... Well... I... Never done this before, Did you?" You only shook your head and said a low "no". But you told him to relax and go slow, then you both kept going, you took off your shirt, now, only in your bra and your panties, Leon started kissing your neck, getting down and down, trailing kisses all by your body until he was between your legs. He took your panties off, kissing your inner thighs, passing a finger by your folds. "You're so wet".

His tongue finally started with a few licks to spread your liquids over your pussy, after it, he gave the first suck in your clit, you left an eager moan, he kept going, now he was sucking like a starved man, licking your cunt then sucking hard in your clit again. You were moaning, your legs shaking, you were about to cum, Leon sucked a few more times in your clit and you finally got your relief, moaning his name out loud "Lee!!! Ahhhh...!!". His face with a proud look.

He kissed you a few times, but he couldn't wait anymore, he was aching in his pants, You quickly took off his belt and pants, leaving his underwear on. He quickly positioned his dick at your entrance, entering it at once. You gasped, he's really more thick than you thought. Leon started with slow movements, enjoying the feeling of your warm and wet cunt, his movements started to get quick and rough, he hits all your sweet spots, he couldn't help but moaning "You... So tight!", you were approaching your climax, your legs shaking again, you're moaning "Leon, I g-gonna cum..". Leon started to encourage you "Yes sweetheart! Cum for me, cum for m-" He got cut off by your walls clenching around his dick so tight that he couldn't move his dick, the ambience full of your moans. After your orgasm, Leon only handled a few more thrusts, cumming a lot, thick ropes filling your insides.

You were a mess, your hair stick to your forehead, your pussy was sensitive, his cock too. He laid down next to you, holding you next to him. "You are amazing, I love you sweetheart!". You were only able to answer one thing "I love you too Leon".

[misguidedasgardian]

Please let there be a scene where the reader gets stuck in the Stepson Jace au.🙏

Uhhh kinky, I like it

Warnings: cursing, groping, inappropriate relationship, kinky trope, fingering

In moments like this, you missed Harwin, like every time you entered the garage, it was like an unknown world to you

Jace had been so nice to mown the lawn for you, but you needed to change the knifed from under it, they were old and rusty, and you were aware that there was some new ones in the garage

So here you were

You got in the tip of your toes to reach them being in the last shelf of a big metal shelves

"Where are you?", you heard Jace call

"In the garage!", you screamed back, you grabbed the blades, but lost the momentum, dropping them between the trays, making them fall to the ground loudly under the heavy metal shelve

Now this is when you should have grabbed a broom or something, but you didn't want to

And now is when you committed the second mistake

Instead of being belly down on the floor, that is was really dirty, you jus kneeled, and then you crawled under, trying to grab the blades.

You bend over yourself, ass out, some sort of a doggy position but with half your body under the shelf

And that is how Jace found you

He got hard almost as soon as he saw you, your big round ass, on display for him

"Jace?"

"You ok?", he asked lowly, he grabbed his cock over his pants, trying to accomodate it, so you won't notice his big fat cock all hard for you.

You tried to crawl back, but suddenly stopped

"i'm stuck!"

"What?", he asked, suffering dejavu from his favorite porn trope

"I can't get out Jacey", you whined, the shelf move dangerously over you when you tried to pull yourself free

"Stop that!", he said, closing the gap, kneeling by the floor beside you, "the whole shelf will fall on you"

"Jacey!", you whined, but it sounded more like a moan, you wiggled your ass and Jace truly believed he could come on his pants just by looking at this scene unfold in front of him

"Wait..", he said, seeing as your shirt was caught in a loose metal bar, "you are going to scratch yourself", he could have easily reach that guilty metal bar, but that wouldn't be as fun... he placed his hands by your hips, hardly controlling himself to place them in that delicious ass instead

"Jace?", you called, feeling his big warm hand sneak under your shirt, by your hips

"Relax, I'll get you out", he purred, sounded like a purr, of a lion that is about to pounce, you moved, nervous, but your shirt rolled over, uncovering your lower back

To reach further, he, with pleasure, lined himself with your ass, to lean over you and be able to move the boxes from over the lower tray

He didn't care anymore, no when you giggled your ass again right over his crotch

He pressed himself to you, making sure you could feel completely his cock between your ascheeks

"Jace!", you whined, but the from the position you were in, crushing your own chest, it sounded like a shriek of pleasure, and that...

That made him snap

"I think I deserve a treat from all the lawn mowing I did today", he teased, his hand coming back from your sides, caressing your skin

"What are you doing?", you asked, a bit scared, he could hear it in your voice, and he was going to prove to you you had nothing to fear, and much to desire

"Shh relax baby", his hands stopped in the hem of your cotton leggings

"Jace...", you didn't say no, "you shouldn't do that", again, you didn't say no

"I think I need to", he purred

"It's wrong", you whined, as he rubbed his cock against your ass, he wanted to take his time, "please"

"I think is the best thing we could do", his voice was thick with desire, as he pull down your leggings slowly, uncovering your soft, squishy ass

His father was the most idiotic cunt this world had ever seen

To let this go

"Jace!", you shrieked, as he slapped one of your cheeks

"Shh", he shushed you, grabbing your ass spreading your cheeks to see your cotton panties barely covering your wet pussy, "Fuck.. so wet for me", he couldn't control himself no longer, he removed your panties, and started teasing you with his thick finger, teasing your entrance and then fucking you slowly with your finger

You started moaning shamesly

"Jace please"

"Please what?", he groaned, with one hand taking care of you, his finger already wet, drawing squelching noises from your cunt, and the other going under his pants to take care of himself.

"Help me up so I can enjoy it", you whined pitifully, "please", you begged, rubbing your ass against him needily

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