#hit me with your rythm stick

[legendarytragedynacho]

Ian Dury and The Blockheads – Hit Me With Your Rhythm Stick

[s0dium]

I wanna ride

Geto x F!Reader

A/n: This is part of my 'Sex' event and collab with other writers!! Please check out the other amazing works here

Synopsis: You think that the best part of your day is getting to ride Geto Suguru

Warnings: Riding, manhandling, cream pie, dirty talk

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Here, in this moment, you understood what beauty meant. It was underneath you, in the form of a black long haired man. Geto's head was thrown back against the back of the sofa. His mouth was slightly open, pink tongue occasionally darting across his lips to wet them, black hair sticking to the sides of his sweaty face. Silent groans fall from his lips mixed in with gasps of air. The sight of him made your walls clench around his dick, inadvertently sending more bolts of searing of pleasure through your body. You feel a big hand on your hips, guiding them to grind and languidly bounce on Geto's dick.

"Hah~ your amazing baby, we always have so much fun together~"

Geto groans, hazel eyes peeking out from his black eyelashes to watch as your tits move. Perhaps it was just the position, the way your straddled on his lap, but his dick seemed to hit every inch of the deepest part of you. You could feel it digging against your g-spot making your walls spasm sporadically. "Hey baby, look at me." Your are almost too lost in the pleasure to render Geto's words or notice the devious smile on face. Before you can utter a word, he pushes your face into his, soft lips encapsulating yours. His kiss is greedy, his tongue intertwining with yours. When your mouths part, a string of saliva connects your two lips. Without warning and in a great display of strength, Geto lifts you up from his cock so his tip barely leaves your dripping entrance, and slams you down. The sudden pressure on your cervix makes you choke on air. The way he filled every inch of your cunt made the pit in your lower stomach tighten and pulse, shocks of warm mind-numbing pleasure dance on your skin.

You cant even get a word in because he's already using your cunt like a fleshlight; lifting you up and down with such incredible vigor that your legs start to shake. The pleasure was overwhelming and all you could do is bite down and bury your hands in his long black hair to keep yourself grounded.

“Nghhh so good!!!,” you keep crying out, words slurring from the pleasure of it all. It was as if you were made for each other, your cunt sucking him in with each push and shove that hit at just the right spots.

“Yeah, you feel good baby?,” Geto hums, his thumbs rubbing circles into your hips. You start to keep up with his rythm, alternating between bouncing up and down and grinding on him. He angles his hips just right, driving more firmly against that perfect spot each time you rode his cock.

A mixture of pre cum and your juices accumulates at the base of his dick and every vein on his cock dragged against your velvety walls, catching on your entrance as you pulled back before falling back on to him.

“C’mon, cum baby,” he purrs, biting at your ear. “I know you just feel so good right now."

The words have you tightening around Geto's length, as you continued to lift your self faster up and down his dick. The soft groans he gives, the whines give too, mix and mingle in the sex-steamed air. Your head started to feel fuzzy and your skin jumped with sensitivity.

“fuck, it’s so deep suguru... gonna cummmm” You whine as you wrapped your arms around his neck, and he leaned down to suck on the skin of your neck; licking and nipping at the bruised skin.

“let it go baby...” he growled, watching your hips rock against him.

Feverishly, your pussy tightens around his cock, your mouth opens but no sounds come out of it. Your orgasm runs though your body like a lighting, igniting every single nerve just to come crashing into you in a wave of relief.

"Hah~ yeah that feels good, almost there with ya baby." Geto groans, taking ahold on your hips and moving your overstimulated body up and down.

“Jesus....y/n,” he breathed out, a shiver crawling up his back at the vice grip your walls had around his cock. “shit…” his hips start to stutter and he harshly pulls you down, burying himself deep into your creamy pussy, relishing in the warm feeling, before pumping a heavy load of warm cum into your tummy.

[catsgut]

how scumbag jjk characters fuck

ft. gojo, yuuji, geto, toji, and megumi. all 18+

warnings : honestly just nasty men

-gojo

ok so scumbag gojo seems like any other fuckboy, but believe me when i say he’s completely different. he knows he’s hot so he doesn’t bother trying to be nice to girls. they will sleep with him either way, so why would he fake it?

always video tapes his hookups. doesn’t matter where or with who. once he filmed himself fucking a girl in an alleyway, flipping the camera around from the pov angle of your ass bent over to his face, flashing the camera a peace sign and a silly face

cums inside without asking and moans i love you everytime without fail

missionary is his favorite, but he also isn’t picky. any position where he can show off his pretty face works for him

moans like a little bitch and says things that aren’t even really that hot, but it’s gojo…. “take this long fat cock!!” “gunna creampie your cooch!”

always makes sure to eat your pussy like he is starved! he moans into it so loudly like he’s the one getting head. honestly the best part about hooking up with him.. i can see him doing that thing where he shakes his head side to side really fast with his tongue out lmfao

tells you to leave .5 seconds after he cums. does not want to cuddle after but will tell you to text him!

doesn’t text back

anyway, you aren’t leaving unsatisfied, but you’re definitely getting that post nut clarity on your way home. was it worth the second hand embarrassment?

-yuuji

lives with his mom and seems like a sweet boy, but gojo and geto have corrupted him. kinda a ladies man… he’s so sweet like a little puppy dog. hard to say to to him.

does not care what position, but he is an ass man. asks if you wanna try anal like every time you guys see each other. when you tell him yes, and you will, he doesn’t like wearing a condom. kinda gross, but he’s cute so you let it slide

he fucks hard and fast with 0 rythme. you ask him to slow down, but ten seconds later he is back to his original pace.

another moaner like gojo. he will be whining in your ear the whole time

he has such a big mommy kink it’s crazy. will suck your tits and ask you to call him a good boy, but if he’s around his friends he’s telling them how nasty you were for him.

cums inside, but when he does pull out, it shoots the back of your head into your hair. will proceed to cuddle you after. it’s very confusing because he tells you he likes you, but once you leave don’t expect a text back unless it’s him asking for nudes.

honestly the nicest out of all of them, but in no way does he care about your feelings. his only concerns are when he’s going to get laid next.

-geto

the way geto will have you FOOLED. like he can be just as rude as gojo, but he’s nice about it?? you at first believe him to be an alright guy, until you show up to the trailer him and gojo share. it’s dirty and smells like blunt ash. he doesn’t seem to have a problem with his bare mattress being on the ground in the living room area, patting the spot next to him

plays music loudly and honestly his playlist is pretty good so you don’t mind.

loves fucking you in doggy and will stick a thumb in your ass. thinks it’s funny to “accidentally” try to stick his dick in the wrong hole

pulls out and cums wherever, but never inside. he claims it is because he’s “too much of a gentleman” yet he refuses to wear a condom.

he fucks so good though you can’t even complain. the dick is immaculate

doesn’t eat pussy, says it’s gross but will ask for a blowjob 10 minutes into hanging out with him. “i let you smoke my weed i think i deserve something in return.” he will ask you to politely please leave if you say no.

let’s you shower afterwards, but honestly after seeing the state his bathroom is in you don’t know if you want to

-toji

idk where to begin. the scummiest of scummy men. hits you up on his friends phone because he doesn’t own one himself… you know he’s a piece of shit, but this dick is so good?? it’s unreal..

he can’t hold a job down, but he knows how to beat that pussy up. he’s so sloppy and gross with it.

degrades tf out of you! pulling your hair, spitting on you, ect.. anything downright dirty he’s into it. lowkey likes feet and probably sucks toes while he’s balls deep in you

doesn’t use lube, but soooooo much spit wooo man salivates so much

EATS ASSSSSSS i just know he does. will spit on it and try shoving his tongue as deep as it’ll go

his favorite position is pushing your knees to your chest. he’s able to fuck into you deeper that way. takes rearranging your guts to a whole other level.

PULL OUT GAME STRONG AF. man does notttt!! want another kid. he doesn’t even take care of the one he has now. still no condom though

you will most likely get a uti no matter how many times you piss afterwards, sorry. thats just the chance you have to take, but its honestly so worth it.

he is the one dipping out after sex because it’s never his house he fucks you at. (he doesn’t have a place of his own)

-megumi

you know he isn’t very nice, but he also isn’t down right mean? like geto, will smoke you out in his car and expect head afterwards. doesn’t tell you to leave if you say no, but will jerk off anyways.

boob man all the way. he doesn’t care about size, but likes to make you feel insecure about them. he’ll tease you about having a chest too small/big

likes when you squat ride him. he’s lazy and doesn’t feel like putting in the work. he won’t make eye contact what so ever, eyes only focused on your tits and pussy.

if you get tired in your position on top he will sigh and just lay there till you’re ready to start bouncing again.

doesn’t dirty talk or moan really. it’s mostly grunts and heavy breathing, but when you’re sucking his dick you can sometimes squeeze a whimper or two out.

like his daddy, his pull out game is above and beyond. doesn’t even want to take a chance with getting you pregnant and honestly doesn’t mind wearing a condom. if he isn’t wearing one then he likes to cum on your face and in your eyes.

he’s kind of sadistic, but just way too lazy to do anything about it.

let’s you shower after sex, but he only has a bar of soap that has pubes stuck to it in his shower. you wonder why his skin is so clear…

doesn’t care that much if you hang out after sex, but he won’t talk to you. just sits there on his phone. he’s actually not horrible about texting back, but don’t get attached because he is absolutely talking to several other girls.

[rogertaylorsprettyvoice]

nda: I have no idea what I'm supposed to say, there's no title, no description, no end to this kinky piece, enjoy (maybe).

TW: drug use, very explicit.

He was blessed with the voice of an angel, he sounded like a mythical creature, the favourite of the Gods. I was mezmerised by the rasp of his low voice and the clear sound of his falsettos. He was hitting the notes just right. He was hitting me just about right. Everytime he opened his mouth and came close to the microphone, I felt on the edge of a cliff, and I had only one thought in mind : falling. Please, I was begging, I want to fall. In your voice, in your arms, in your soul. Bring me down with you, I can’t bare the edging. Everytime a sound would leave his throat, I could feel, for just a singular moment, not one more, him inside of me, overwhelming me with his grandiosity. The feeling was burning me, eating me alive. The warmth between my legs would not stop intensifying because I refused to look anywhere else than his wet mouth. When he stuck his tongue out, I grasped for air. I could only imagine what he was capable of doing with his lizzard-like tongue. And his hands. Oh my god. I did not notice his hands. Nor the way he was holding the long sticks so firmly. I felt the muscular tension in his entire body, hitting his drums, moving his head on rythm with the song, performing with his whole body and all of it, this building tension, came out as the most perfect high pitch sound. I felt like I could die, right now, looking at him, feeling him all over me, his sweat, his soul-cracking voice, both of his veiny hands holding me in the air as I’m waiting for the sky to fall upon me.

I was wondering how this man could have ended on Earth. I knew that I wasn’t supposed to feel what I was feeling, but I just couldn’t stop myself, nor did I want to restrain myself. His wild blonde wavy hair covering his face as he played brought some of the tension up to my chest, a strange tinggling feeling covering my breast. I was not wearing a bra, and I could feel my nipples harden through my tee-shirt. I just knew by looking at him that it would turn him on. He would not be able to look away from my white slightly see-through crop top. Maybe it would turn him on so much that he would want me to keep it, but he seemed like the kind of guy to like looking at boobs while he fucked you. I was drooling. Fuck. Fuck me right now. Please. Use that pretty voice of yours to tell me obsenities. But I just can’t look away now. The only sound resonating was the beat of the drums, he was hitting them so smoothly and yet with so much strenght. And when the music stops, he talks, and I feel like he’s looking at me with his big blue doll eyes saying “The next one is really loud”, like he knows how horny I am right now, telling me “Hold on tight, love. Soon I’ll make you go loud.”

And that’s what he did. He did not seem surprised at all when I found my way to his dressing room. I saw Roger’s name and knocked. He had been waiting for me all this time. He was still in his attire, a red open shirt sitting nicely on his shoulders, revealing his flesh. On the opposite side of the room, I was standing still, closed door behind me, with my hard nipples pointing right at him through my shirt. I was right, he couldn’t look away. He kept staring at me, stripping me with his gaze. Without a single word, he invites me to sit on his on one of his laps, his legs were so open, directing his crotch at me. So I sit down, quitley, I nod, he reaches for a glass plate covered in fairy dust. I could still see my reflection through the white lines he drew just a second ago, like a true artist. He sniffs one line, hands the mirror plate to me. I sniff too. One big line. I feel some pressure in my cavities but it doesn’t take me a long time to fucking feel everything. I am so horny right now just by the way he's staring at my lips, I feel how he wants to shove it deep inside my throat, feel the wetness and warmth of it. He brings his hand to my pretty face and uses his thumb to clean my poudered nose. He then puts it in my mouth. He puts it deep, deep, deeper, and I suck it because oh my god I am loving this I don’t ever want it to stop. “Hearing my voice made you this horny, love?”

I let out a sigh while he’s still in my mouth. He must have noticed because he raises an eyebrow and smiles very slightly while taking it out. He puts his two veiny hands, oh my god his hands, on my broad hips and grabs me so I can climb on top of him. I feel my pulse pounding in my pussy as soon as I sense how hard his crotch is. Yet all I can seem to think about are his beautiful soft lips. They look so silky and pink, and they must taste so good. “Roger, I would give anything for just one kiss.” I whine and he looks satisfied knowing how much power he has on me. He humidifies them. It’s like he’s doing it to my lips, my lower lips, but no, he’s only licking his own and stares, once again, at my chest. Just like I imagined, he is tourmented : hard nipples pointing through a see-through tee-shirt, or bouncy naked breast while fucking. I can feel how worked up he is by now. His pants are looking dangerously tigh, like he’s about to explode right now. And as I was staring at his crotch, he holds my breast with both of his hands and brings his wet mouth to me. I feel his tongue on my hard nipples, I fucking feel him making me wet. He lets his saliva all over my shirt and gives me a taste of what torture means to him. I look down on him and meet his vicious eyes, I am whining, I want him to suck on my tits. He must feel this unbearable tension because he lifts my white shirt up and I let out the most beautiful moan when his tongue encounters my pinkish nipple. I moan, and I touch his hair, his beautiful blonde hair, I can't believe I'm touching his gorgeous hair, and it's so soft, like foam. My boobs feel so big right now in his mouth. He is licking all over them with his very long tongue. I moan again and let out a whine when I feel him bite my nipple. It's so much, too much, and yet it doesn't feel like I’ve had enough. I haven't fallen yet. I want more from him, I want his filthy hands all over me.

“You look so good” he says with his raspy voice. I didn't know my cheeks could feel any hotter but my face was burning. I glance at him while I can't help to let out louder moans but I want more. I need more. I need to feel him. He seems surprised when I hold his face while I get up to face him. My boobs feel so tight and my nipples so hard and wet, but looking at him makes me forget about everything. I get down on my knees and observe him while I open his pants, his very tight pants. But I can't look away. He is staring at me with his pretty eyes and he looks so fuckable with his blonde messy hair. Before I even realize it, he gets up and rips off his pants to show me his cock. It really feels like he wanted to show me how big it was and how good looking and how gorgeous and so him. His cock looked so slutty and needy. I found that little drop of precum so so hot. It's like it was whining for me. He takes his penis in his hand and points it at my mouth, already open and wet and warm for him. He stared deep into my eyes before asking “Do you want me to fuck your pretty mouth pretty hard?” and it made me drool. “Yes Roger” was all I could say and it was enough for him to shove it in my throat.

[kingspacebar]

After seeing royal, what's ongeiki? I don't think we have that where I'm from

omg omg omg ok so it's a rythm game mixed with a bullet hell! I've never seen one outside of japan but I'm sure somewhere has em imported Ive just never seen one

The controls look like this, 2 sets of 3 colored red, green, and blue buttons, 2 large purple buttons on the sides, and 1 movement stick in the middle.

The rythm game part is pretty simple, there are lanes with colored blocks that tell ya which key you have to hit. Rythm game stuff right?

But you'll notice theres characters at the bottom of the screen, as well as health bars on the sides. And theres 2 red circles in the middle of the playfield that arent notes.

Firstly, the health bars of the enemy side (red) will go down as you hit notes. Each song is framed as a battle! By the end of the song you will beat a boss.

Secondly, lets look at your player at the bottom of the screen

The characters have to be moved via the movement stick to stay within the playfield, so you have to make sure your player character stays on the field while also hitting notes.

And lastly the pink circles are bullets from the enemy side that must be avoided.

They can move around freely as well!!

There are also yellow ones called bells that are optional collectables for the player! This screenshot also has you fighting the boss!!

The game also has a gacha system (because, Japan) but it is entirely seperate from gameplay!! But still... shiny cards... My weakness.... (Hence Royal's Gacha addiction. Sorry buddy but a fursona is a fursona you gain my pain)

I should also mention I used https://www.youtube.com/@LimeAsagiri for my screenshots since I looove their channel!! They have a bunch bunch bunch of videos of ongeki as well as other rhythm games too!! I just used their most popular video for screenshots and you can watch it too to see how its played properly!!

Theres also this video from Yakkocmn I like from a few years ago (I just found this video today actually while getting a photo for Royals ref,, I've been binging the channel while working lol) Which is cool since its in english and displays the gacha cards too!!! Def recomend watching!!

My absolute FAVORITE thing about the game is the big purple side buttons. My first time watching the game being played I was absolutely POGGING. HIT THEM!!!! HIT THEM HIT THEM GRRRRRR ITS SO COOOOOL. For me its just peak gaming!!!!!!!!!1 Normal rhythm game... then SLAM SLAM SLAM!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! (very postitive)

Thank you for asking about ongeki I really like this silly game lmao,,, Dunno If I did any good explaining how it works and what makes it cool but if nothing else I've linked videos to help lmao

[zooophagous]

"You sure you don't want to ride at all?" Artemis teased Troy gently as he patted the palomino pony with a nervous, outstretched arm.

"Nah, I mean, as a vegan I'm a bit iffy on horseback riding in general, and also I'm sort of big. I'm afraid I'll hurt it."

"Really? Cuz it looks like you're sort of afraid it's going to hurt you."

"Well, it DOES have sledgehammers for feet and a huge mouth with huge teeth. I didn't know you even liked horses."

"Well, it's been a while, but I used to ride competetively in high school. I'm lucky I still mostly fit into my breeches."

"Yeah the riding pants look like a bit of a tight fit. I don't really think I can rock that look." He mumbled to himself as he turned away. "Strauss will probably appreciate it though."

"What was that?"

"Oh, I was just wondering where Strauss got to. You left him without a chaperone? Ursula is gonna be pissed."

"He's busy grooming his horse. It's been over a hundred years since he's been riding so I figured he can have some time to get back into the swing of it. He looked like he was having a moment. I left him to it." She shrugged.

"You two gonna be ok out there on your own?"

"Well, I'm not riding outside of the arena where I can see. Strauss can hit the trail if he wants. Auntie won't like it, but I don't think he'll take off. He likes horses, and I don't think he'd do anything to hurt one on purpose, like leave it alone in the dark instead of bringing it back to the stable. Don't tell her I let him do it though."

"Hey, I'm not blabbing."

As they chatted, a tell-tale sound of hooves on the concrete stable floors approached. Strauss led his own rented horse behind him, which he had groomed and fully tacked, and even took the time to put a plait in its mane. It was larger than the palomino pony, the woman who owned the barn told him the horses' name was "Bernadino" and that he was a breed called a 'Rocky Mountain.' Strauss was unfamiliar with the breed, but its deep brown dappled coat and flaxen mane and tail cut a fine figure. He had decided it was an agreeable breed, even if it were one Americans had made up.

"Herr Cunningham. A horse is a mirror. If you are afraid, you will make the horse afraid." Strauss teased his nervous friend.

"Yeah yeah. I'm going to stay on the ground where it's safe. You can ride the stick legged death beasts if you want. I'm not that crazy."

Strauss let out a snorting half chuckle at him. "Artemis. Are you ready to get moving?"

"Sure, I was going to stick to the arena where the lights are on. Did you want to head outside at all?"

"Yes. I think I will take a lap or two around the grounds and re-join you. Is that agreeable?"

"Sure. Don't get lost. If I have to go hunt you down auntie will never forgive me for letting you out."

"Never fear. I will not be long. Just long enough to put the horse through some paces."

"Alright. Have fun now." She waved him off and went to climb into the saddle of the smaller pony. Strauss flushed and looked away. She looked quite a bit different in the form fitting breeches than she did in her usual long skirts. He cleared his throat and climbled into his own saddle and set out without another word.

Bernadino snorted and tossed his head as they made it out into the dark of the acreage. "Quiet, you." Strauss chided. More to himself than the horse. "We mustn't get too wound up. It is uncouth." Perhaps, in the absence of a cold shower, a cold evening in late fall would bring him back to reality. The horse was a fine enough animal. The saddle, though... ugly thing, and uncomfortable. Heavy. "Western style" was what they had called it. He didn't see the appeal, but he was determined to enjoy himself.

They set off at a brisk trot. It was difficult to post at a trot, at first, but Strauss soon found his rythm. It was a patient and well broken lesson horse, difficult to mess up on too much. He let the animal have its head and soon they had picked up speed to a gentle canter.

The horse no doubt knew the trail very well. He didn't even really need to steer. He rested the reins and left them loose. It was an easy ride. Relaxing. Until it wasn't.

The horse stopped. It didn't spook or bolt, but rather ground to an abrupt halt that nearly sent Strauss over its head and painfully sent him into the saddle horn. He grunted in annoyance and gave the horse a tap with his heel. It stood stock still. He tapped it again.

This time it took off, but perpendicular to the trail, and into the treeline. He grabbed the reins and tried to pull back, or to the side, but the animal moved like a train on a track until finally, it stopped again.

This time he was ready for it and braced for the halt. He carefully dismounted, still sore, and stood at the animal's left side. It stared, statue-like, into space, even as he moved his hand near its eye to get it to react.

"Neat trick huh?"

He whirled around to face the voice. A smiling woman was walking, casually, out of the treeline and towards the rider. She was young, probably a bit younger than Artemis, and dressed in a black hoodie and dark jeans. Long dark hair framed her face in waves. She did not appear to be one of the stable hands, or at least, she didn't smell like it.

"What do you mean, trick? Who are you?"

"Come on, Luther, you know how it works. Can I call you Luther? Anyway, you know the trick already. You can do it too, you'd just be better at it if you actually ate something."

He tilted his head in confusion. The mystery was slowly unraveling- while he could hear the heavy and powerful heart of the horse beating in its chest, the heart of the newcomer, like his own, was silent.

"I see. Vampire, then. Like me."

"They told me you were smart." She winked. "But I'm not really quite like you. I'm better."

"You shouldn't take control of a horse from the rider like that. You could injure someone easily. You could have hurt the horse. And you sent me crotch first into the saddle horn, thank you." He frowned, showing his teeth in warning.

"It's not really the horse you need to worry about. You're the one that's in trouble, but not from me."

"You didn't answer my question. Who are you?"

"I'll tell you but I need you to promise me you won't tell anyone else my name."

"Why the Hell would I promise you anything?"

"Because, like I said. I'm like you, but better. One of the ways I'm better is I'm stronger than you, and if you blow my cover I'll pull out your heart." She smiled brightly, showing off a set of perfectly straight, white teeth in an even pointy row, not unlike a shark. "Nothing personal. Just a safety precaution." She smugly polished her claws against her black coat.

"The other way is that I know a lot of things you don't, and if you're a little bit less of an asshole, I'll enlighten you. Also, I currently have control of your horse. If you want it back you should play along."

Strauss glowered at her with his hands in fists. "Fine. I will not repeat your name. Not yet, anyway. That is as good as you get."

"Works for me." She shrugged. As if on cue, the horse let out a panicked snort and began backing away from the pair with the whites of its eyes showing. It trotted off back towards the barn with its ears pinned. Strauss frowned as it went.

"You scared him."

"You know, lots of vampires have an affinity for horses. We're more alike than you think. For one, horses have excellent night vision. He can see as well as we can out here. There's another interesting thing we have in common though."

"What's that?"

"I'm not going to tell you. You can read about it yourself in the library."

"Did you abscond with my horse to recommend me a book on tape?"

"Not the ordinary library you dunce." She snapped. "The Van Helsing library. You've seen it by now, right? Look for the natural history volume by the Hierophant. You'll learn a lot, and as a doctor, I think you'd find it very interesting."

"How is it you know I am a doctor? How is it you know me?"

"It's amazing the kind of shit you can learn in the local library, doc." She smirked. "When you're done with the Hierophant, try looking up your own name. You'll be in records, sorted by last name. When you're done with that, look up Sylvain Pietra."

"Sylvain Pietra?" He repeated back to her. "I suppose that's you."

"Yes, and don't repeat my name again. Not out loud. I don't know if you're bugged or whatever the Hell Ursula has stuck all over you."

"Why is this secrecy so important to you?"

"Vampires live and die on secrecy, right? Why do you think I might not want the Van Helsings to know I'm in town?"

"How is it you know so much? Were you hunted by them? Held prisoner?"

"I suggest, Mr. Strauss, that you do a bit of reading." She stepped away off the trail again. "I think that you should read, get the facts as they are from a neutral standpoint, and make your own decisions about how you feel, before asking me or anyone else any questions. Fair?"

He stared her down with a flat expression. "May I ask you, why you have come to me?"

"Well, mostly I hate seeing a good mind go to waste. You've been living under a literal rock for a long time, buddy. You're more than a little desperate, naive, easy to manipulate. I just want to make sure you're making informed choices. That's all."

"Ah, so I am being followed by a stalker out of the goodness of her heart."

"You've already been kidnapped and survived a murder attempt. What's a stalker?" She gave him a crooked smile and an exaggerated shrug. "Just humor me. Read first, then you can tell your little scientist buddy all about tonight. It'll be better that way, you'll get more honest answers. I promise not to show up at your door whatever you do."

"Damn right you won't." He snarled. "If you bother any of my friends we will have a demonstration to see if you're as strong as you brag about, Frau Pietra."

"Ha! you called me Frau? Your accent is SO cute. No wonder you're the favorite. Goodnight Luther. See you soon." She backed away further and further, till only the green glint of her eyes was visible, and then that disappeared as well. Strauss let out a deep, shuddering sigh. His hands were shaking- he hadn't realized how worked up he actually was, how afraid he actually was. No doubt Frau Pietra would have bested him, if she could take the reins from him at that distance.

He made his way back up the trail to find the horse at the barn door, pawing to go in. He collected the reins and let it inside to the arena. Artemis was cheerfully trotting in a wide circle. She pulled alongside the fence to greet him.

"Oh hey Strauss. How was your ride? Therapeutic I hope?"

"It was, ah. Illuminating." He forced a smile. "I think the remainder of my ride should be spent indoors in the light."

"Oh, don't tell me a vampire is scared of the dark?"

Scared of being kept in the dark, more like. "Something like that."

[squishyseallikesmusic]

I'LL IT - SuperReal Me ⋆｡ﾟ☁︎｡⋆｡ ﾟ☾ ﾟ｡⋆

General Impressions

I was hyped as soon as I saw the concept. Animecore ? Magical Girls ? Retro video game vibes ? Sailor Moon aesthetic ? Count me in. This concept has so much nostalgic value, it is insane. It felt like a girls night in a pastel purple bedroom with those fluorescent moons and stars you could stick to the windows, mountains of pillows and plushies and hot cocoa. Like a stroll through the city at night, neon signs blinking everywhere, street markets and nightlife all around you, you knowing you're about to go on a formidable magical girl adventure.

Idk but I adore this vibe so much, it has so much nostalgic and comforting vibes.

The fact that a girlgroup is willing to go in this direction when a lot of them are strapping on combat boots (nothing wrong with girlcrush, on the contrary, love it) is really refreshing. (Please don't get me started on the NewJeans drama, I love Newjeans and I'll It and I don't care about the drama and controversies, I'm just happy there's music please leave me alone, I love them both).

My World

A very nice opening track. It's bubbly and sweet, love the muffled vocals in the beginning. It feels like the opening song to a 90s girl anime. I really like the girls voices. The bass is also very yummy. It really sets the tone for the rest of the album : cute anime girls, retro game boy vibes and big doe eyes.

Magnetic

The flagship of this debut album. I know it has been all over the internet, and for good reasons. It's super catchy, adorable and a treat for the ears. Love the retro beats and game boy like sounds, the rich bass and rythm of the song are real hooks, but what sells it for me is this melodic little piano/synth/game arperggio in the background. It adds so much depth and dimension to the song. The chorus is obviously a hit. I love their voices, the arrangement, the ambiance and melody, it all just flows so well. It's a really fresh and addicitve song.

Midnight Fiction

Soooo underrated. I love this song, it really feels like sitting in your bedroom staring out the window, watching starshowers. Again, the instrumental is absolutely killing. I feel like it's the bass that pulls every song of them together so well, plus this little melody in the background. It really makes every song a little treat, like a sweet box of chocolate. The chorus is also very catchy, cute and rich at the same time.

Lucky Girl Syndrome

I think this might be my least favourite song of the album just because it strives a bit away from their original concept, or at least I feel like it's a little less original (i KNOW NewJeans has a asimilar sound, leave me alone). To me at least, it doesn't feel like a cute and shy girls night pyjama party with pillow fights and pastel bubbles but more like very extroverted girls strolling through a park in broad day light, and I just feel the impression I'll It gave me through their other songs is more of an anime magical girl night ambiance. Anywayyys, it's still a good song but not my favourite.

Conclusion

As Taejiu said on Youtube, music is great but TikTok ruined Kpop. Fight me but I agree. The songs are so good but way too short, what happened to My World, it's not even two min long. I'm also aware of their... questionable live vocals but that doesn't make me enjoy their album less. I really like listening to it, it's super comforting and cute. I'm sad about all the backlash they got, especially with all the shit happening at Hybe, but hey, so's the world. I'm just here enjoying the music.

[itgirlgyu]

FEEL MY RYTHM IS PEFFECTION I WOULD RISE FROM THE DEAD TO LISTEN TO IT and that entire album is just *muah* chef's kiss.

and it got me so hyped frrrr and then birthday came out. And i tried i really did try to like it for my girls Seulgi and Joy but it was never going to happen 😔 bye bye is the only acceptable track

also its so hilarious i look up "nct new members" On YouTube and i get all these videos on

"OUR😍 BABY 👶 CHICK 🐤JISUNGIE 🥰 IS MAKNAE 😱 FOR THE FIRST TIME 😨"

Like what has that poor kids personality been reduced to 😭

absolutely need to hear your opinions on the Ive and lessarafim album releases btw 👀👀

-🍎

like every little detail about feel my rhythm us absolutely perfect!?! never been done before?!? no one can do it better than them?!? YES (except reveluvs pushing the lore like im sorry girl that shit died with umpah umpah) AND YES BIRTHDAY,,, GIRL WHAT WAS THAT LIKE HOW YOU GONNA HIT US WITH THAT BASIC ASS BITCH LIKE BIRTHDAY AFTER A WHOLE FEAST FOR THE LORDS?!?! that is feel my rhythm,,, ngl i kinda liked the album tho,, like byebye and zoom kinda hit tbh... 👀

BRO FR LIKE I THINK THE SHIT THAT MORE TRENDED THAN NEW NCT ROOKIES IS THR FACT JISUNG IS NO. LONGER THR MAKNAE OMG anf his ROLE IN THE FANDOM IS LIKE eyes shaking to see when jisung will actually drop from the maknae list,,, like it's like you are not the father but in jisungs case, everytime rookies are announced is like IS JISUNG STILL THE MAKNAE OR NOT?!?!

bestie gonna be truthful with you,, both of the album kinda reeked boring,,,, like nothing really sticks to u tbh,,, even for sserafim bc i thought since their mini albums were so so so so good, the full album would be out of this world butttt,, hbu bestie what do u think??

[kshira]

can i request koko, inui and rindou w soft, loving sex w praise ? thanks!

of course <3

LOVE, SEX & PRAISE W/ KOKO, RINDOU & INUI

tw. fem!reader, m!oral, praise, praise, oh and praise, creampie, cock warming, good ole lovin’ soft dom w/ sub! reader

-ˏˋ KOKO ˊˎ-

“that’s right angel, you’re doing so well” kokonoi coos above you, sitting pretty between his legs while your mouth takes his entire length, guiding down your throat. he pulls the stray hairs sticking to your face, brushing them behind your ear, his eyes fixated on your swollen lips barely fitting around him. “can i cum down your throat, pretty girl?” he questions politely, though his balls have been slapping against your chin for the last hour. why the hell not? and of course you can’t answer that question, you’re preoccupied right now. kokonoi eyes soften when you body your head, “you’re so good to me, my perfect girl.” his cock throbs against your throat, prominent vein rolling on your tongue “remember to swallow, okay? feels good knowing you’re gonna take it all angel” he aids with the back of your head, gently guiding his cock completely down your throat, spilling his seed straight down. kokonoi groans, leaning down to kiss you—ignoring the cum still lingering on your lips “that’s why you’re so perfect, so perfect just for me.”

-ˏˋ RINDOU ˊˎ-

rindou cradles your face within his palms, lust covering his lashes when he presses his forehead against yours “i forget how fucking lucky i am sometimes.” he lazily rolls his hips, adjusting his rythms so he can press harder against you “i’m always scared i don’t spend enough time with you, princess.” your cheeks feel so warm, chest hot with butterflies playing against your rib cage. “wanna be inside forever, wanna make you feel so good” he coos, lips parting watching your teeth bite down on your bottom lip when he hits deeper parts. “you’re gonna make me cum so quick, why are you always so fuckin’ tight?” he pants, fingers squeezing harder against your hot cheeks. your body aches for more of him, he already giving you load after load and yet here you are—begging for more. and rindou would happily give you everything he has to own, anything he has to offer. his chest pounds harder watching your eyes search for him whilst he pumps faster inside you, juices of yourself leaking out at every thrust. your eyes close at the fragments of white clouding your vision, hips stuttering as the orgasm washes over you “let go baby i’m right here, not goin’ anywhere.”

-ˏˋ INUI ˊˎ-

he’s so breathless, the oxygen slipping from his lips the moment you start kissing him, bare body pressed against inui, fingers pushing him back on the bed. he smiles watching you align his cock with your hole, sinking down as an angelic groan escapes from his lips “oh fuck princess, f-fuck.” inui watches your hips start to rock, eyes trained on your fingers running through your hair, lashes fluttering close “you can’t get any more perfect can you?” he murmurs, fingers skimming over your warm skin till he reaches your hips, nails digging in prompting you to move harder on him. he’s mesmerized at you bouncing on his cock so gracefully, “you take my cock so well princess, like it was made for you.” you’re a dream he doesn’t want to wake up from, reality doesn’t match this euphoria quite like you do. he wants to say more but all that’s falling from his mouth are moans and whimpers of your cunt soaking him, milking him dry. inui closes his eyes, smiling when you lean down to brush your lips against his, he wraps his arms around you holding you close to his chest while he slows you down till he’s just resting his hard cock inside you “let’s stay like this for a while angel, just like this.”

[fightxxmexxshiggy]

People mentioned dnd to me and now I'm having thoughts so everyone can have a crisis with me about how hot this would be.

BAKUGOU the first one up is our sexy boom man and lord let me tell you I absolutely see him as a lvl 15 half elf artificer (really hope I spelled that right) he would come up with the most intricate bombs and weapons that he'd have a reputation for always being ready to level a kingdom if he needed to. He would literally find you doing some petty theft to survive and decide your interesting. He would take you on as an assistant teach you some profitable skills and when he felt you were gonna be ok without him talked to you about where you could go for a good job. He is not happy when you laugh in his face. That is until you explain that the only thing you wanna do for work is be his assistant and work his cock inside your hole every night if he'd let you. This was absolutely the perfect thing to say because the next thing you know he's gripping you by the neck and slowly walking you backwards to the bed. The moment is tense and you can feel the sex energy in the air so you make a joke about being ready to store his boom stick for him. He smirks and pulls out a long thiccc cock that has you both wary and wetter than a flood. He would crawl over you and slide it between your lips the hand on your throat still gentle but the command he has over you is unmistakable. As he gets a steady pace of face FUCKING you, he also gets into a little rythm of squeezing and caressing your throat in time with his cock head hitting sliding into it. Before long he's cuming down your throat and growling at you to drink every drop like a good girl so he can fuck your little full of his next load. He would literally say "only good girls get breed and good girls drink all the cum their given so keep swallow my pretty assistant."

SERO he is a shifter archer who was on the way to meet up with his party when he finds you wounded after a battle with a rude hobgoblin. He patches you up and takes you with him to the next town to get you to a proper doctor. After meeting with his party he goes back to visit you and make sure he didn't drag you here only for you to take a ground nap. He doesn't expect to find you up and fully healed. But at this point he's just gonna go with it. As a thank you you take him to a local inn for a meal. After talking and laughing together for a bit you start getting flirty and rubbing his leg underneath the table. He grins slow and cat like before hooking his leg around yours and jerking his head towards the back alley. Once outside he's got you against the wall and is finger FUCKING you WHILE he rolls your clit with his thumb. In minutes your squirting and squeezing his fingers. That's when you learn that shifters are long and strong. SERO'S teeth are gripping your shoulder while he holds you up against the wall finger tips digging into your ass and hard cock rearranging your guts like it's a damn sport. Your cuming again when he let's go and floods your womb with hot cum. Just as your ready for him to put you down he starts thrusting again hitting your deepest spot like he's guided by magic. The nonstop pounding has you breathless an unable to do more than grip his hair as you moan in his ear. A part of your mind is wondering if his party has space for one more until everything goes blank when you cum so hard you go limp.

KIRISHIMA he is a goliath barbarian with a surprising sense of humor. His party uses your town as a homebase of sorts and he comes to your shop often for supplies and even more often for the snacks and pastries you sell at the counter. He always buys enough for his friends and then sits down with the large portion he got just for his big ass self and has tea with you while he fills up. He regales you with tales of his dungeon raids and where he might be off to next. Usually he leaves you with a little charm he had carved while off on a quest except this time he leaves a wooden carved ring with the word mine engraved on it. The sly man has already headed back to the large home he shares with his party on the edge of town. Once the work day is done you march down to his home an knock on the door. It's answered by the ever grumpy half self that you push past and march up to your goliath. You drag him out by his ear and hand him the ring back with a growled if you don't put it on me the right way no more snacks. He puts it on your left hand and then throws you over his shoulder. He runs to his room and drops you on the bed much faster than you would have thought such a big man could. With your skirts thrown up around your waist you have a perfect view of the redhead slurping and feasting on your pussy. It's only after your 6th screaming orgasm that he frees his cock. You swear it's a war hammer made of flesh but that doesn't stop your pussy from clenching at the sight of it. Long minutes later you were impaled on half of his cock just whimpering and squirting while he worked you up and down like a fuck doll. His growls and snarls only made your pussy weep more juices down the length of his cock. On a particularly hard thrust you came so hard your pussy convulsed around his cock milking his cum from him so violently that even when he had shot every drop into your welcoming womb he was still twitching inside as if he had more to shoot.

DENKI he is a tabaxi rogue. He was doing some scouting for his party on a quest when he sees you. Your collecting herbs and fruits nothing strange except your scent hits his nose like mace to the face and he jumps from the tree's to land in front of you. Needless to say you are freaked out until he apologizes and explains that his species are drawn to the sent of their mate and your scent is making him want to both protect you like a precious treasure but also rail you like he's in rut. Yes he says this like it's not kinda nuts to say to a stranger. You weren't happy in your village and you had given up on finding a life partner so you took a leap and said you'll be his mate on the condition that he courts you like other races do first. He's over the moon and agrees but asks that you let him cover you in his scent before he goes back to his work just to keep him sane. He rubs and grinds all over you for about five minutes before running off to continue his work. From that point on he visits you at least twice a week and courts you, bringing gifts and having meals with you. One night after it had been two weeks since he last came he shows up with a few almost healed wounds and tells you that his last mission was difficult. You fuss over him for a while until you notice the clear bulge in his pants. Thinking about how much you had missed him you decided that you needed the closeness that only sex could bring. He's panting at the knowledge that he'll finally be able to claim the little pussy that's been giving off the most alluring scent he's ever smelled. A few minutes of tongue FUCKING you with your leg over his shoulder later, your sliding down his thicc cock and riding him like you used to ride your father's horse. He's FUCKING up into you with no mercy, absolutely abusing your gspot. The sensations are too much and you can't stop crying as you cum soaking his cock. He rolls you to your back still fucking you like a madman until he shoves deep and his cock swells locking him inside your pussy as he cums so much you can feel it escape your pussy.

Someone come take my internet away. @hipster-merchant-of-death @reinawritesbnha @sendhelpimstupid @cupcake-rogue

[fuxkingmarvel]

Party Favors

Summary: Cops are called after a noise complaint. The town’s sheriff arrives at your Halloween Party.

Pairing: Modern Day Lee Bodecker x Reader

Warnings: smut, oral sex (male), degrading language, manipulation, age gap (reader is 20)

Parents gone for the weekend.

What better way to celebrate Halloween? It’s a small town and your house was the ideal place for a party!

“Are you okay?” You questioned as your best friend pointed to the window.

“Hello... don’t tell me you’re hiding from your ex” you laughed trying to lighten the mood as she shook her head.

“No. Worse. I think someone called the cops” Your friend bit her lip, as she grabbed her purse.

“Look, I don’t need to get some ticket by the sheriff. I think I’m just going to head out before he comes.” You sighed lightly at your friends words.

Great! Leave me here with this mess, even though you helped plan the damn party.

Before you knew it, the siren of the sheriff’s cop car alerted everyone. Some of the less drunken students got the memo and began to scatter away. While others, truly didn’t give a damn.

You groaned lightly, peeking through the blinds of the window to see Sheriff Bodecker exit his car.

You watched as he walked with confidence towards your front door. Your eyes roaming him from top to bottom. He could definitely manhandle you if he wanted. Clearly, he was way too old for you.

But god, did he look good in a uniform.

“We meet again, Miss Y/N. You know I thought after your first year in college, you would have learned your lesson” Bodecker explained but the only thing you could concentrate on was the way his tongue played with the toothpick in his mouth.

Your eyes fixacted on the other ways he could put his tongue into use.

“Y/N”

You try to hide your blush before meeting his eyes. “Sorry Sheriff... What’s the problem here?” You question shyly, your arms crossed as you lean against your front door.

He licked his lips, his eyes roaming your body lingering a little too long on your breasts. Maybe that was your fault as you decided to dress up as a sexy devil, the outfit exentuating your breasts dangerously so.

He chuckles dramatically. “You drunk, darlin’... because that’s a stupid question if you ask me”. You choke on his words, your face feeling hot.

“Got a noise complaint. It is Halloween after all.” Lee casually states, stepping in close as he tries to peek into your house. His hands press on your hips and you could smell his cologne.

“Mind if I check the premise” He raises an eyebrow. “Unless you’re hiding something from me...” You shake your head, widening your door, as your house is now empty. The last stranglers leaving through the back door.

Lee steps inside. Empty red cups carelessly thrown on the rug and table. Busted beer cars on the side. Even accessories from people’s outfits are on the floor. He shakes his head as he kicks the can.

“Quite some party you had, darlin” You cross your legs from the way his new nickname for you, rolls off his tongue.

“Now, where is he?” You furrow your eyebrows, watching Lee’s movements as he enters the kitchen. He places his sheriff hat on the counter. You follow behind him.

“Who?”

“Your boyfriend.”

You start to clean up the cans off the floor. Embarrassed by the mess from the party. “In my dreams” you simply state, laughing nervously as you dump the cans into a garbage bag.

Lee walks behind you, trapping you between the kitchen counter. He lifts your chin up, his blue eyes boring into yours. Goosebumps shooting up on your skin.

“Now, don’t lie to me” his voice becomes lower and rougher. “Someone has to be takin’ good care of this cunt. Maybe Arvin Russell... he’s about your age” You gasp at his words, your body becoming tense as you fingers wrap around the marbel counter.

Lee spreads your thighs in an instant, his slight hard on throbbing against you.

“I leave you with too many warnings. I think this time, you return the favor” he smirks slyly, his thumb stroking your cheek and then your lips. You open your mouth slightly and Lee pushes his thumb inside. Your tongue swirling around him as his eyebrows jump up in suprise and a smirk grows on your face.

You weren’t expecting this for the night, but you craved Bodecker for the longest.

Always imagined how he tasted, how good he was in bed. Lee was right. He gave you multiple warnings throughout your college years. Your friends stating the Sheriff had a weird secret obsession with you.

“He’s a sad lonely fuck, Y/N! His wife left him and now he probably jerks off into Pepsi Cups to the thought of you!” You shook your head and covered your ears. “Guys stop! You don’t know what you’re talking about” Your friends scoffed at your foolishness.

Lee palms himself lightly as you suck on his thumb. Before you knew it, you were popping off his thumb and ready to suck something bigger. You bit your lip in hesitation before sinking down on the hardwood floor. The outline of his cock pushing against his trousers.

“Don’t act like you didn’t want this for the longest. I see the way you look at me. Come on, take out my cock, darlin. Play with it.” He breaths in deeply as his hands find their way through your hair.

You fumble with his zipper before pulling him out, your eyes widening at the size. Holy shit... Lee’s eyes darken, grabbing his cock and dragging it against your lips before he uses his cock to slap your cheek. You moan in ecstasy as His pre-cum smears on your lips. You lick your lips before gently sucking on his tip.

Lee groans roughly before pushing himself in your mouth. You whimper lightly as his hand grips your hair pulling it into a makeshift ponytail.

It felt good but so wrong. Your knees digging into your floor as you gave a blowjob to your Town’s sheriff. Nevertheless, you pumped the rest of his shaft but Lee wanted more. He starts finding a frantic rythm causing you to gag.

“Fuck—! You like my big cock.. better than these college boys! Yeah, it is!” He praised thrusting in and out of your mouth as he threw his head back in pleasure. “Just like that, taking my cock like a good little whore” His cock hitting the back of your throat with each thrust, as tears ran down your eyes.

“I always knew you were good for something darlin’, gunna cum in that pretty mouth and you’re going to fuckin’ swallow it all” You whimpered at his words. Your mouth being used as his personal fuck toy.

He rolled his eyes back getting closer to his release before pulling out of you. Your appearance was messy. Mascara running down your face. Your saliva and his pre-cum connecting from your lips to his cock. You looked up at him panting softly, your thighs rubbing against yourself wishing they could get their own release.

“Stick your tongue out, gunna paint your mouth and face” he spat, as he pumped himself fast you opened your mouth fully.

“Fuck— I’m cumming!” His release falling onto your tongue and face. You swallowed him all, even dragging your fingers across your cheeks and sucking on any last remnants of his cum.

You stood up quickly, your nails raking over his body. You wanted more. Kiss him. Have him touch you.

Anything.

Lee stroked your cheek lazily, looking at you with lustful eyes.

“My turn?” You dared to ask, tilting your head as you gave him innocent eyes. You leaned in to kiss him but he pushed you back by your hips.

“What—?”

“This is your punishment, darlin” he put his half softening cock back into his boxers, lifting up his trousers and zipping himself up. He grabbed his sherrif hat from the counter and placed it on his head. You whined lightly at his actions following him like a little puppy.

“That’s not fair-! You can’t just—“ you huffed dramatically. Your hormones spiking up with each move.

“Shit, don’t be so dramatic” he slapped your ass roughly before casually heading to your living room. You gasped stopping in your tracks. His cocky attitude peeking through.

“Now I don’t wanna hear another complaint, or Sheriff Bodecker will have to come back again and teach you another lesson.”

“Oh— And Happy Halloween.” He winked at you before striding out your house like nothing had ever happened.

[legendarytragedynacho]

Nina Hagen and Freaky Fukin Weirdoz - Hit with your Rythm Stick of Ian Dury & The Blockheads (from VH-1)

[miioouu]

Can we peg Hawks for Sunday Sinday? 🥺👉🏻👈🏻

We can peg hawks any day baby! Thank you for thirsting with me!! ❤️💜❤️

Warning: smut...

Loud, sassy and teasing, Hawks never knew how to keep his mouth shut, which often lead him to troubles. Like right now. A sweet night with your lover turned into a much more intresting one, especially with a gag in his mouth, hands tied behind his back and his face pressed tight on the floor with his ass in the air.

Whilst usually it would be the other way around, this time it's your turn to lean down, lips brushing his ear as dirtu words filled the room. Your hands roaming down his body, goosebumps in their trail until you finally found his ass. One hand gripping his hips tight as the other lifted in the air only to come back down with a smack on his behind, leaving a red imprint. "I really don't like when you talk back to me like that Keigo. Maybe it might be better to just keep your mouth shut yeah?" Pulling away from him, earning you a muffled whimper. While his mind was running crazy, trying to figure out what were your trying to do, were have you gone, he could only hear the rustle of clothes, something hitting the floor and a satisfying moan coming out of you, what are you planning? But his questions got answered quickly. With your hands spreading his cheeks apart, your lubed dildo slowly pushinh his back walls, his body shaking underneath you as he felt unknown pleasure taking over him. His body rubbing against thr floor with each one of your thrusts, his saliva rolling down his chin pooling underneath him. And if it wasn't for your death grip on his hip, not only to keep him up and steady but to prevent you from giving in and falling apart. One of your hand moving, loping around yo wrap around his painfully hard cock. With your thumb going over his slit over and over again, gathering his precum only to spread it all over his shaft, your hand jerking him off. The sound of his muffled moans and groans music to your ears. As much as you wanted to torture him, see him fall apart, your own pleasure was overtaking you. Your hips moving faster, reaching deeper into hime, going harder and harder with each roll. Your fingers working miracles on his shaft, your hot breath fanning over his face and your chest moving in rythm to your thrusts against his back. It didn't surprise you how fast he came, all over the floor and your hand. And when you couldn't take it anymore, your juices dripping from your core, sticking to your inner thighs, you pulled away quickly, removing your strap and straddling him. With the amount of pleasure that has been built up while pegging him, it only took you a couple of bounces up and down his dick, his body twitching from over stimulation, for you to climax too, a high pitched scream echoing through the room as you rode out your high. "I don't really know Hawks, if your loud mouth is a blessing or a curse to me."

[allegra-writes]

The real Self-Insert💚

A.K.A HAPPY BIRTHDAY DANA

This is just a little cracky something for my adored @chaoticpete for her birthday. I LOVE YOU FOREVER MY STUNNING CHAOS TWIN💖

If it weren't for the fact that they saw with their own eyes the exact moment the golden sparkly portal opened up above their heads, Dana's unusually fast reflexes the only thing saving Allie from a certain death (or at leat a very painful concussion), as a very big, very much corporeal Loki fell through it, they wouldn't have believed it.

Like, Marvel Loki. Tom Hiddleston-looking Loki, six-foot-two tall Loki, all leather and metal full asgardian armor on, cracking the pavement under him as he hit the ground.

As it was, they still had trouble believing it, looking up to where the portal had disappeared -again, before their very eyes to the unresponsive. Man? Comic character? Being? God? Laying on the floor.

"Allie, do you see him too?"

"..."

"Allie, tell me I'm not imagining this" Dana reached blindly for Allie's hand beside her, eyes never leaving Loki's figure, unblinking. Finally, she felt her friend's grip on her wrist. They both deemed it close enough to a hand hold.

"It's real"

She was kind of expecting that answer but somehow it didn't make it any easier to process.

It didn't really help that Loki still wasn't moving.

"Is he... Is he dead?"

"I don't know"

"... Poke him"

"What??"

"Poke him with a stick"

"Dude I'm not GOING TO POKE THE GOD OF MISCHIEF WITH A STICK-" Their increasingly louder chatter was interrupted by a gasp as Loki's eyes sudenly opened.

"Allie"

"I know"

"ALLIE HE LOOKED INTO ME"

"I SAW"

"Would the two of you SHUT UP?" There was a second, terrorized gasp, as the asgardian finally arose, dusting his clothes, clearly exasperated, "Even your whispers are loud! can't believe it! First the stupid green monster thats not so stupid anymore, then that would be sorcerer with his portals and now this! This is the most infuriating. exhausting, worst day EVER!"

Dana and Allie exchanged a look and a slight nod before Dana reached into her backpack, producing a magenta and blue can.

"Would you like some Rockstar?"

Loki did a double take,

"Some what?"

"It's an energy drink"

"It's the energy drink-"

"Three hundred milligrams of pure caffeine"

"And sugar, don't forget the sugar

"Yes, the sugar is very important"

"Basically the midgardian version of asgardian mead, only the other way around"

"Yeah, instead of making you drunk it makes you hyper allert"

"And energized"

Loki spent the whole explanation looking from one to the other, there was something eery in the way they talked, and moved, expanding on the other's explanation in complete synchrony. It wasn't unheard of among mortals, he knew. But it usually was limited to twins and these girls couldn't look more different

Except for the fact they were both tiny. And strangely endearing. He had never been one to be swayed by midgardian beauty, but he had to admit there was something charming in their sparkly eyes and impish little faces.

"So you say this... Drink of yours, it can help me recover?" He inquired cautiously. The two girls nodded eagerly, still offering the can to him. He took it, sniffed it, shrugged to himself, and took a sip.

It was foul. Overly sweet and fragant, reminding him of the medicine the healers used to give him back home at the palace, when he was an infant.

But for some reason he could not stop drinking it. He didn't, in fact, downing the whole thing in one go.

"This is... Strangely invigorating" He concluded, handing the empty can back to the impressed girls still gawking at him. And then doing something that sent their jaws to the floor, "Thank you, you are both very kind and agreeable... For a couple of mortals, of course"

The two girls beamed at him, and he couldnt help but smile a little in return. He didn't miss the way their heartbeats lost their rythm, only to return faster and louder than ever at his smile. He smirked to himself, yeah, he still had it.

"Well, I should be off then-" He tried turning around to open a portal of his own but was immediately stopped by twin over-excited voices speaking over each other.

"Wait! Can I get a selfie?"

"Wait! Can I get a knife??"

"Dude!"

He didn't know which request surprised him and pleased him the most.

Well, that's a lie, he knew exactly which one it was. Yes, he had a big ego, so what?

"Why, yes, of course" He grinned, obviously flattered. Having seen his brother do it plenty of times, he leaned down a little, as the girls placed themselves on either side of him, cellphones up high to be able to fit all three of them into frame. He felt them jump a little as he placed his arms around both their waists, smiling even wider. Once that was done he snapped his fingers, a blue portal appearing behind him, showing the face of an impassive Natasha and a confused Thor, as Loki bent down, delicately taking the girls hands into his huge ones, kissing their knuckles in turns.

"I bid you farewell, my fair ladies. You have been most helpful and pleasant. I will not forget your kindness..."

The girls giggled, flushed and giddy as the portal closed behind the god of mischief, and he disappeared once again, the crack in the pavement and the tingle on their hands the only testament of his presence there.

"Oh my god. Did that-... Thay actually happened, right?"

"I have no idea, but if we are hallucinating, I promise I will never, ever, complain about our last braincell again"

"Same... To bad we didn't get knives tho"

"Dee!"

"What? You so wanted his dagger too, don't try to lie to me"

Allie snorted,

"Dude, do you have to make it sound so dirty?... You're not wrong tho"

"You know I have to. And I know I'm not"

"Dee..."

"Yeah?"

"We met Loki"

"I know! I mean I still can't believe it tho. Did we? I mean we did, right? We have a selfie to prove it..." There was a beat before Dana started complaining about Allie's backpack, "What do you even carry im here? I swear this thing gets heavier by the minute"

She took it off and peered into it.

"ALLIE COME HERE YOU ARE NOT GONNA BELIEVE THIS"

The end.

@chaoticpete Baby D, my gorgeous, crazy, tallented, amazing, showstoppin soul sister, words cannot express how much I love ypu and how much your friendship means to me. I made you cry this morning but I hope this can make you laugh💖 You make my days brighter, twin from another mother. I love you, so so much. Hope you like this💖💖

[mirror-juliet]

Grains Of Rice 18+

Jongho X reader 

Word count - 2.k+ Requested by @songsoomin​

Tagging: @lustjoong​ for helping me come up with the plot for this. it really helped bub @vocalyunho​ because i love you and you are a constant inspiration. 

Warnings:Bdsm play, Pain play (Is it even one of my fics if there isn't any?) Punishment for being a brat, reader is a major brat, Jongho is a hard dom (Do i know how to write anything else? Yes, but i'll do it another day) Pet names like doll, baby girl, i have no rythm to this. Jongho hits reader with his belt, degrading, talking back, wax play, restraints, use of bsdm toys, best friend San, jealous Jongho .*********

"Four hundred grains of rice on the floor! Four hundred grains of rice! Pick one up, drop in the cup-Three hundred and ninety nine grains of rice on the floor!" This was your punishment for back talking to Jongho all day, you did everything in your power to drive him on edge all day long. So he dragged you to the bedroom and made you sit knee-first on the hardwood. He pulled out the bag of five hundred grains of rice he made you count out, (Another old punishment) and now you're plucking them up one at a time with chopsticks and dropping them in a cup.

Unlike his train of thought, you once again managed to make your punishment, his punishment. You try to keep yourself from laughing at his annoyed form on the bed, his arms resting on his knees and his hands in his hair as he tried his best to not smack your ass here and now.

"Three hundred and ninety-" "STOP!" Jongho stands up, dragging you up from your spot. "Why couldn't you just count them like a good girl?" He disappears inside the closet for a moment, coming back with a bearing mat. "Go on, kneel on it. And the next time you sing that damn song, well, you're gonna regret it."

You give a Cheshire smirk, cringing as you press into the pointy mat. And you take a deep breath. "Don't you dare." "Oh? Why not?" He's getting angrier, holding his hands on his hips, tapping his belt to warn you. But what fun are punishments if you can't do them with Jongho? It's not like you have much to loose and everything to gain.

"Three hundred and ninety seven grains on the floor!" You're pressed down onto your hands as well, yelping at the rough sensation. "Jongho!~"

'THWAP' "Ouchie!" Jongho whips his belt across your ass, letting the metal of it shut you up. "Stop being so mean!" 'THWAP' While he brings his arm back onto you a few times, you do something daring, even for you. Not only do you break a rule-You run off the mat and to the bed. Jongho stops everything immediately. Yes, you have safe-words, but anything can go wrong, and that's what he thinks happen gauged by the look on his face

"Are you okay?" He's full of worry now, putting your face in his hands. "Yes i'm okay HoHo. Don't worry." Your lips press a soft kiss to his nose, before you forcefully push him off the bed. The force of it almost knocks him over. "What do you think you're doing baby?" Jongho snaps his fingers and points to the mat. "Get back over here and finish your punishment."

"Nu uh."

He cocks his eyebrow while stalking over to the bed, grabbing you by your hair. "Are you aware of what you're doing?" Jongho sighs heavily as you nod your head, pushing his arms off of you. "Why couldn't you just be a good girl?" You grab his wrist hard as he tries to grab at you again.

"Make it hurt baby." Jongho's cock visibly hardens in his pants, god he could never resist hurting you when you're like this. With consent, for sure. He crawls onto the bed, forcing you backwards until he has you shoved against the headboard.

"Babygirl, i would obliterate your pussy and you know it." He presses his forehead to yours. "Then why don't you?" And that's his snapping point. He yanks you onto your back by your hair, your head now at the end of the bed while he rests his knees on your thighs.

"This is what you call obliterating my pussy? More like bruising my thighs you fiend." You smirk at his pissed off face, whining when he puts more pressure on your legs to get off. "Don't move." Jongho goes into one of his dresser drawers, pulling out a blindfold. He ties it around your eyes and pulls out the restrains attached to the bed. The soft material hugging your wrists and ankles. It's gonna be a good day if he uses restraints. For him anyways.

Your breathing becomes uneven as you lay in excited silence. What would he decide to do to you? Would he flog you until you're purple, choke you until you're nearly crying from lack of oxygen? Who knows. Your thoughts are cut short when you feel hot wax poured on your exposed tummy.

"A-ah that burns Jongho" You hiss out, grabbing onto the restraints as more wax is poured onto you. "Not my problem." He says with a bored tone, but he does lift the candle up higher. Jongho watches as the red wax puddles on your stomach, how you suck in before the droplets fall. How your chest heaves when the wax actually hits, your breath warm against your lips, he just knows it. He wonders how it would look...

"Jongho!" You gasp out as the wax drips onto your breasts, just barley on your nipple but oh so close. Your pussy clenches every time he gets closer to them, not wanting him to actually drip it on them but the thought of it happening. And the slight euphoric pain it would give you. Oh, it's almost to much for you to handle and you think about begging him to just fuck you until you can't walk. You want him to hurt you in ways that would leave him kissing bruises in the morning. You also want to out-wait him, to see who'll give up their teasing and fuck the other, and that is much stronger than the need in between your legs.

After the candle runs out with your chest and stomach, even parts of your neck, you still act like the damned brat you are; smirking once again. "Is that all you have?" You ask after five minutes of laying on the bed, only hearing the breathing of each other. Jongho only grunts out, dipping his weight off the bed. He comes back shortly to straddle you  again, rubbing over your breasts. The wax comes off in satisfying chunks as he puts pressure on them. Once they're clean of most of the wax he bends down to press feather-like kisses to your nipples. You let out soft moans, feeling his lips like you molded them yourself because of the blindfold.

Jongho takes the restraints off of your ankles and helps you sit up on your knees. Then he takes another set of restraints at the head of the bed and places them around your ankles, trapping you on your knees this time. "What are you doing now?" In the very exposing position he rummages around in the closet? Metal clanking on metal until what seems like forever he comes back to you, behind you. He reaches in front of you to rub his hands everywhere over your front, except the place you want him most, below the waist. His nose nuzzles just behind your ear, taking in the sweet scent of your hair. "I couldn't have you running way while i grabbed your favorite play toys." Your heart beats faster and faster in anticipation for what he  grabbed out, because there are a lot of toys of his that you do not like. With the cold feeling of metal on your ankles your heart sinks, because this is your most hated combination. The spreader bar and Clover clamps. Jongho loves spreading you in this position, watching you as you squirm underneath his gaze. The way Jongho see's it, he's being generous tonight because he isn't making you keep eye contact with him. He's being very Generous. Because normally he would have you look into his eyes while he got himself off or decided to ruin your lower half.

You have to bite your lip to suppress the whine about to leave you because, holy shit the clover clamps hurt. Of course you had to go and get yourself a sadist boyfriend who loved nothing more than to see you bruised and red, all for him. And only him. Because that's what got you into this whole mess wasn't it?

"Sanie! I want the lama plushie, will you win it for me?!" You all but got on your knee's to beg, the man in question having tagged along with you and Jongho to the carnival; and is now standing with you in front of the bottle ring toss. Jongho had left you to get some cotton candy to your request, and you saw this as a perfect opportunity to make the most use of the man who butted in on your date. If you can't shake em' use em', Right? Either way, your small whines and puppy dog face has San now twenty dollars short for a lama he could buy you for less in hot-topic. But you wanted the rainbow cotton candy colored one, and this is his second time paying the booth runner for three little rings. And if it were any other circumstance he would probably say a prominent 'Fuck no' to anyone else, but this is his best friend he's playing for.

People could assume his butting in was a jealous spur caused by a horrible love triangle between childhood best friends and her boyfriend. But he was just your best friend who wanted to do everything with you. And that included being with you on dates, as annoying as it was; but who are you to resist him and his puppy eyes. By the time Jongho comes back with your stick of sugar, San just barley gets the ring over one of the bottles, a squeal leaving his and your mouth. The both of you jump around in excitement because the runner is handing you the large lama the size of your torso and San has finally won his first ever carnival game.

Jongho doesn't mind San coming to your little outings every once in a while, and he doesn't really mind the platonic cuddling. He knows how close you and San were from such a young age, San was your number one in life. He felt like he had no right to step in the middle of your friendship, because that's all it is, a friendship. Admittedly every once in a while he lets his jealousy get the better of him, it used to be worse when you first started dating. It wasn't until your father sat down with Jongho and told him simply. "San is gonna be in her wedding with you in it or not, so i wouldn't try to fight that loosing battle, son." That Jongho learned to deal with San. He would rather have both of you annoying brat's than a day without you. But once again, his jealousy gets the better of him sometimes. Because once you leave a kiss on San's cheek a little too close to his lips, Jongho's jaw tightens. He shouldn't be upset because you and San give each other little pecks all the time. So now shouldn't be any different. But it is, he see's the way you lingered on him for longer than usual, your hand caressing his arm ever so slightly. Jongho also knows that the last thing you would do is cheat on somebody, so he comes to the conclusion that you're doing this on purpose. To get a rise out of your cuddly teddy bear.

So here you are now, tied up and pinched while your boyfriend eye-fucks you and you aren't allowed to touch or watch. "Ah ah." Jongho clicks his tongue as you try to lean into him. "Don't move or you'll get hurt doll."

"Ouch!" A sting from the smooth of a wood paddle hits your stomach, not too harsh. "J-jongho?" He hums while listening, rubbing over the red mark on your tummy. "Can you hit me other places too?" You avoid saying specific body parts, surprisingly still shy to the idea of bdsm.

"Where baby." Jongho smiles ear to ear, you fucking know it. He absolutely loves making you red in the face. "Not here." His hand sits heavy on your stomach before moving to your crotch. "Here?" You shake your head.

"Here?" Your shoulders, another firm no.

"Then where do you want it to hurt baby?" Jongho chuckles and holds onto your waist, enjoying the soft flesh. He settles for watching you struggle instead of grinding his problem on you. You let out a sound between a groan and a whine, he grabs your face in both his hands. "Tell me what you want, darling." His voice is now laced in velvet, his breath getting heavier on you. "Tell me exactly what you want." Jongho licks a strip up the side of your face, stopping at the blindfold to get under it with his tongue and then pull away.

"I-i want you to hit my..." The last part came out as a whisper that you mentally punch yourself for. "What was that?"

"I want you to hit my ass with the paddle!" You shout this time so that there would be no misunderstanding to what you need.

"See, was that so hard?" Jongho balances you as he hits you with the paddle, nearly Knocking you over the first time. "Now count."

(A/n: Yea i know it cut off at the juicy part but i'm still trying to work myself up to writing nsfw Jongho content. I plan to do more in the future, but this was to just dip my toes in the water. I'm mainly just nervous as to the backlash people get writing about Jongho. But i do hope you really do like this. It took me a while to get inspiration for this one, but then i looked back at all my idea's for Jongho; they all seem to have a running theme of him being a dungeon master so maybe i'll do a pornstar Au sometime with him lol. Anywho make sure to like and reblog pretty please, it boosts my serotonin.

(Please note that in actual wax play in real life; you always apply lotion before dripping wax on a person and drip from up high! This is to avoid injury!")

[weirdlyhornyforegos]

TikTok Boyfriend

MINORS DNI!! E-plier x male reader. E-plier is called Marcus, and beware, I know nothing about TikTok and had to google things about it, so if something seems off, that’s why :P 

Marcus loves making TikToks, and since he has gotten very popular on the app, he has also found he loves to livestream and chat with his followers.

It’s fun to film and post things like dances, lip-syncing, and other fun stuff (and the occasional thirst trap), but it’s extra fun to see peoples reactions to what he is doing live. 

It’s also just nice to hang out and chill with people for a bit, especially when he’s alone, like right now, because you went out for a run a little earlier. 

Marcus is in the kitchen, his phone on the counter, propped up against the wall. He does a dab cause someone asks, grinning as he comes up, seeing several people groan in chat.

“So, now that I’ve done the mandatory dab, any questions for me?” His eyes scan the screen, trying to find a question to answer. 

“Oh, here’s one! What’s your favorite candy rn? I gotta say, right now it’s the mango ginger chew.” Marcus reads the screen a little, seeing a few question about what it is.

“It’s these chewable candy, look, I’ll show you, hold on one sec.” Marcus looks down, opening a drawer that is just outside of the screens view. Too preoccupied with finding the candy and talking, he doesn’t hear the front door open, and you yelling that you’re home into your shared house. 

You take your shoes and shirt off, leaving your socks and running short on. You toss the sweaty shirt into the laundry hamper in the bathroom on your way to the kitchen. You can hear Marcus talking in there.

“Ah, here they are!” Marcus pulls up a mostly yellow and orange bag, holding it up so people can see it. You walk into the kitchen, and see him talking to his phone, but pay him no mind, going straight for the fridge to get something to drink.

“The little corner store not far from here sells them, tried them for the first time a few months ago, and since then I just can’t stop eating them.” Marcus takes a candy and pops one in his mouth, reading the comments as he chews.

“Never mind the sweets, who’s that shirtless hunk in the background? He’s the real candy here.”  Marcus reads out loud from his phone. His eyes widen, spinning around just in time to see you closing the fridge, Redbull in hand.

“Yo.” You say and give him a peace sign, grinning as he blushes.

“Babe, didn’t realise you were back yet.” You smile and open the Redbull.

“Just got back from my run, needing some energy before I go do some strength exercises.” You take a sip of your Redbull, eyeing the phone you can barely see over Marcus‘s shoulder.

“I didn’t ruin.... Whatever you were doing did I?” Marcus quickly looks at his phone, were the comments seems to be exploding even though he’s covering most of you now. He turns back around, grin on his face.

“No, but you did just show off to a few thousand people on my livestream.” You raise a brow, grinning yourself. Marcus holds out a hand, making a come here motion. You oblige, and he takes your hand not occupied with the Redbull and drags you next to him.

“Everyone, meet my very fit, and very handsome boyfriend.” You wave with your Redbull before taking a long sip.

“Hi people of TikTok.” Marcus snorts and you stick your tongue out at him. Marcus looks at the chat on screen, which is mostly filled with heart, star, and sweating emojis. You notice as well, grinning smugly, taking another sip of your Redbull.

“People are wondering if you’re down with answering some questions. I think they’re a bit curious about you.” You grin, elbowing Marcus’s side gently.

“Or just thirsty, but go ahead, ask away.” The chat more or less explodes, and both of you laugh at that.

“Woah, slow down people, I can only read so much!” You let your eyes skim the screen.

“How long you two been together?” Marcus reads out loud.

“We been together for like a year now, a couple of uh, mutual friends introduced us.” Marcus nods, looking for another question for you two answer.

“Okay, quick fire round! Favorite color?”

“Orange.”

“Favorite food?”

“Oh, though choice, but gotta say fried rice right now.”

“Favorite movie?”

“Come on, too hard, next.”

“What do you do?” You can’t help the shit eating grin that spreads across your face.

“Mostly Marcus.”

“Hey!” Marcus hits your shoulder as you laugh.

“Alright, alright, heh. I’m not gonna go into specifics, but I work with legal stuff.” You take a last sip of your drink, shaking it to check if it’s empty. 

“And I think that’s my cue to leave folks, I should get back to my workout.” You try to leave, but Marcus hand still around yours stops you.

“What?” Marcus grins.

“You not gonna give me my goodbye kiss?” You eye his phone for a brief moment, then mentally shrug. 

Leaning forward, you press your lips to his for a kiss you intend to be brief, but Marcus quickly deepens it, even putting a hand on your hip.

When you lean back, Marcus is wearing a smug grin, and looking over to the chat it’s filled with sweating and eggplant emojis. You chuckle, letting go of his hand to ruffle his hair.

“You’re such an exhibitionist.” Marcus doesn’t deny it, but pouts as he fixes his hair and you walk away. Turning back to his phone, he starts reading the comments again.

“Wow, you guys are THIRSTY.” 

For the rest of the livestream he keeps getting comments that he seems distracted, and to be fair he is. 

He can’t help but think about you kissing him shirtless in front of so many people, and then just sauntering off.

He ends up cutting the livestream short, apologising for it being shorter than he said it would. The last comment he sees before shutting off is “Hell yeah, go get that D Marcus ;)”

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You have just finished your workout, and are on your way to your shower when Marcus more or less corners you in the hallway. He pushes you back against the wall, lips on yours and his arm bracketing you in. You’re surprised to say the least, but are quick to kiss back.

Marcus hands skim along the waistband of your shorts, starting to pull them down, but you stop him.

“I’m sweaty and gross.” Marcus huffs and sinks to his knees.

“Don’t care.” This time you don’t stop as he pulls at your shorts, letting them fall to the floor. He pushes his sunglasses on top of his head, taking your cock in hand, pumping it a few times. You swear and tangle a hand in his hair, careful of the sunglasses.

Marcus strokes your cock as he kisses the inside your thighs, teasingly slow about it. You grunt and pulls at his hair, clearly telling what you want to happen. 

He looks up with a smug grin, before taking the very tip of your cock into his mouth and sucking. You moan, letting your head fall back against the wall with a slight thunk.

You can feel Marcus grin around your cock as he starts to bob his head up and down, covering what he can’t get in his mouth with his hand.

He varies the pressure around your cock, sucking in seemingly random patterns as he moves his mouth up and down your shaft, occasionally pulling up so you’re barely in his mouth before sinking back down again.

You have to hold back to not buck your hips up to much, even though you just want to fuck his face.

Marcus seems to know, as he sinks down as far he can, your dick hitting the back of his throat. This earns him a loud moan from you and a hard tug on his hair. He moans around your cock, and palms his own cock trough his pants. 

You look down just then, and the sight of him is almost enough to make you come. 

His lips stretched around your cock, palming himself with eyes closed, clearly enjoying himself just as much as you are. 

Marcus opens his eyes and looks up, grinning as best as he can with his mouth full, and starts moving again. He speeds up now, causing you to grunt. You move your hand so you’re gripping his hair with both, his sunglasses clattering to the floor. 

You buck into his face, working with Marcus’s set rythm. His hand joins his mouth on your cock again, jerking you off at the same time as he sucks you off. 

You warn Marcus when you’re close to coming, and he pulls off your cock completely, but before you can complain, he’s jerking you off with both hands, and you’re coming. 

Marcus makes you come all over his face, your cum painting white streaks across his cheeks and nose, even covering the little mark he always draws on  his cheek.

When he lets go of your cock, you let go of his hair, supporting yourself on the wall. Marcus licks his lips, catching some of the cum dripping down his cheeks with his tongue.

“Fuck.” It’s all you can say and Marcus looks so smug that you tug him up by his hair, smashing your lips against his, not caring in the slightest that his face is covered in your cum as you kiss him. You somehow manage to pull your shorts back up and on without stopping kissing Marcus.

You kiss him until you have gotten a little more steady on your feet, and then you spin Marcus around, pinning him to the wall. You move from his lips to kiss along his neck, starting to suck a hickey into his skin. 

He moans, his hips moving against you, pressing his very hard cock up against you. You let one hand wander down to the front of his pants, pressing against it over his clothes.

“Fuck, you’re so fucking hard.” You speak against his neck as you stroke him as good as you can trough the fabric.

“Well somebody just came all over face so...” You can hear the grin in his voice as he bucks his hips up towards your hand.

“Come on babe, open my pants and take my cock out.” You grunt against Marcus’s neck, pressing against him more, so he’s flush against the wall, your thigh pushing between his legs, adding to the pressure of your hand. Marcus moans as you bite gently down on his neck.

“No.”

“No?” Marcus pants, confused as you move your thigh and hand against him.

“No, you’re gonna come for me just like this.” Starting on another hickey, Marcus moans out loud, his hand clutching at your biceps.

“Since you’re such a show off, I think you can show me how good you can be at coming in your pants.” You lick a long stripe up the side of his neck, stopping at his ear to gently nibble at his lobe before speaking.

“Don’t act like me kissing you in front of your audience isn’t waht brought all of this on.” Marcus groans and you pull back to look at his face. He’s out of breath, clearly blushing and flustered.

“You little exhibitionist.” A particular hard press of your hand makes Marcus groan.

“You get excited by the thought of getting off in front of an audience don’t you?” Marcus nods and you grin.

“All those people watching you fall apart underneath me, watching you turn into a horny mess.” You go back to kiss along his neck, kissing over the marks from earlier, and start making new ones.

“Seeing you come all over yourself, getting covered in my cum and yours.” The breath Marcus lets out is shaky, and followed right after by a moan as he moves against your thigh, seeking friction. You grin against his skin, able to tell how close he his.

“Come on, come on, come for me.” You speed up your hand, and Marcus whines.

“Please....” 

“Please what?”

“Please touch my cock!” You hum, your own cock stirring again hearing how desperate Marcus is to get his cock touched.

“Might as well.” You quickly unbutton and unzip his pants, slipping on hand inside, taking his cock in your hand. 

Marcus moans out your name, and just a few pumps later he’s coming all over your hand and himself. You stroke him trough it, savouring the little moans and whimpers coming from his as his orgasm is drawn out. 

Letting go off his cock, you tuck him back into his pants. You put your hands on his hips, drawing him in for a kiss.

“Come on, lets go for a shower.” Marcus nods and as you try to move away, he palms your cock, making you draw in a sharp breath. 

“Looks like someone is already ready for round two.” His grin is cocky and flirty, already recovering form his orgasm. You groan.

“Shower. Now.”