#i don't touch this blog in a hot minute and all i see is this

[nanaslutt]

Body search gone wrong

ʚ ft: Officer Suguru Geto

ʚ cont: fem reader, public sex, fingering, handcuffs, inappropriate body search, implied alcohol consumption but reader is sober, dirty talk, degradation, praise, spanking, rough sex, dacraphillia, hair pulling

MINORS AND AGELESS BLOGS DNI

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Your vision shook when your body was slammed down against the hood of your car, your hands held tightly behind your back. "Fuck!" You yelled, wincing at the dull pain and the freezing metal your body was pressed against. "I told you not to resist didn't I?" A deep voice rang out behind you. The officer's body heat bled through your clothes, warming you up a bit, a nice contrast from the freezing air. His knee planted between your spread legs kept you apart as the officer reached for his cuffs, the metal clinking together.

"I wasn't even fucking doing anything." You shot back, wiggling against his hold. The man's body was pressed harder against yours, the metal cuffs squeezing around your wrists. "I told you to stop resisting." You rolled your eyes. You tried to look at his face from over your shoulder, but it was already pitch black, and the light from his car behind you blinded you.

"Now you gonna answer my question? Huh?" The officer's hot breath tickled the back of your neck. When had he gotten so close? You wriggled your shoulders against the car, silently telling him to back off. "I was at a fucking party dipshit, why do you think I'm dressed like this?" You said, your words coming out harshly. 

The officer clicked his tongue, his lip curling at your attitude. "Such a disobedient girl. I don't think you're in a position to fight with me right now." The officer abruptly yanked you up, your dress threatening to roll up even further than it already has. He kept a hand between the two of you, gripping your wrist harshly to make sure you couldn't run. 

His other hand grabbed the bottom half of your face, and before you knew it, your head was being turned to the side so he could have a better look at you. You instantly sobered up, all of the anger leaving your body when you came face to face with him. His eyes were sharp and slanted, dark. His face looked like it had been hand sculpted by gods, and his long hair flowing out from under his work hat looked so soft, you wanted to reach out and touch it.

"Such a pretty face. How unfortunate it would've been if you'd died while drunk driving." The officer spat, clicking his tongue again. He shook his head at you, looking at you disapprovingly as he scanned your face. "I'm not even drunk, 's just late it all, had a long night." You retorted, avoiding his face as you felt a warmth spread through your body. 

"Oh yeah, I can see that." He responded, looking at you smugly. You could only stand in astonishment as his thumb wiped down the side of your lip, collecting the smeared lipstick that was smudged on your face. When he pulled his hand away you could see the maroon color of your lipstick on his thumb, making your face burn at his words insinuation. "You can't fool me, girl, you reek of alcohol." He added, letting you turn your head away from him again.

You stayed quiet, looking out into the dark forest around you. The officer took a moment to lean back unnoticeably and scan his eyes over the backside of your body, his eyebrows raised at what he saw. "You got any weapons on you?" He suddenly said, making your face scrunch in confusion. The dress you were wearing barely covered your body, the fabric probably too thin, where on earth would you be hiding a weapon?

"Oh yeah forgot to mention I'm strapped because I have sooo many places to hide a weapon on me right now." You retorted, snorting at his suggestion. "Oh, so you got jokes now?" He responded, "What changed? You were acting like you wanted to knock me out a couple of minutes ago." 

The officer's banter and casual talk with you made your veins pop out in your head in annoyance. Pretty privilege really did exist, because although he was right, you still wanted to kick him in the balls, you also wanted him to have his way with you in ways you probably shouldn't. 

You stayed silent, pressing your lips together firmly so as to not say something you would regret. "You done jokin' around now? That was fast." the officer responded before walking you forward into the car. Your knees hit the rubber of your tire, the man's body follows right behind yours, pressing firmly against you. You could feel every bump and ridge of the weapons on his belt against your back.

"Legs." He said, a little too quiet to sound demanding. You obeyed, spreading your legs to make room for him. The throbbing between your legs was much more intense now, there was no way he didn't know what he was doing. His knee pressing firmly between your own, centimeters from your cunt, made you swallow hard, your breath picking up.

Your wrist was released from his harsh grip, your arm instantly throbbing hot as blood flowed back into that area. His hands started at your sides, just under your arms. You thought officers were supposed to use the back of their hands when they searched someone, but you must've been mistaken because officer whoever he was was groping your body with his palms.

His large palms slid under your tits before sliding down to your stomach, pressing firmly against you. "You body search everyone like this?" You asked, leaning your body back slightly against him. "Or just drunk girls?" He didn't seem to like your insinuation as you were slammed back down against the hood of your car, his hand on your lower back. "Thought you weren't drunk?" He responded, his hand slowly sliding down your back, almost teasingly.

You bit your lip, hoping he couldn't see your face from here in the darkness. His hands grabbed your hips before rubbing down your bare thighs. Your knees threatened to buckle, his touch was so warm. The officer got down on his knees and felt your legs, your legs only clan in a tight pair of thigh-high socks with small black heels resting against your feet. It was obvious you weren't hiding a weapon there. 

Geto circled your ankle with his hand before grabbing the bottom of your shoe with another hand, pulling your foot out as if he were checking your shoe. You pointed your foot at him before rolling it around dramatically. "Pervert." You whispered under your breath, a word you thought he wouldn't hear. Looking up, he had a perfect view of your panties from under your tiny party dress, the black lace panties barely covering anything.

Giving your foot one last rub, he placed your heel back on your foot before raising to his feet again, his hips connecting with your ass once more. "Did you find what you were looking for, officer?" You said, trying to look back at him, wiggling your hips against him as you spoke. "I haven't finished checking everywhere." He replied with a hint of mischievousness laced in his voice, making you raise your eyebrows in confusion.

Suddenly, your bare ass was exposed to the cold air around you, sending a wave of chills over your body. "Might be hiding something here. Can't take any chances." Geto spoke, a smile creeping on his face when your knees pressed together, your hips wiggling more impatiently back against him. "You're right, I could be dangerous." You teased, smiling as you pulled your lip between your teeth.

The cold you once felt against your skin was replaced by two large hands, grabbing and massaging the fat of your ass. You made a noise of surprise at his rough handling of your body. Your breathing picked up, his thumbs massaging so close to where you desperately needed to feel him. You would absolutely be telling this story to your girlfriends when you got outta this mess.

"Do I have your permission to search you down here?" The officer asked the sudden ask for your go-ahead catching you a little off guard after how much he's already done, not like you minded. "If I say no are you gonna let me go officer?" you teased, arching your back against him. Geto pressed his lips together and looked down at you rubbing yourself against his bulge. He wondered if you knew what you were feeling was his cock or if you thought it was some weapon on his holster.

Your back was enveloped with a sudden warmth, making you release a few aroused hums through your breathing as you felt Geto's breath tickle against your neck. "Yeah, I'll stop... but I don't think you want that, do you?" He asked, biting your earlobe between your teeth. You had forgotten how things got to this point, but you were far from complaining. 

"No sir..." You replied, voice all breathy and full of need. "I know." He replied, his hand reaching under your body to rub his fingers firmly against your clit. Your jaw opened against the car in a silent moan, an action Geto mimicked. "You're soaked." Geto groaned against your ear, his cock throbbing in his pants. You only moaned in reply, your eyes rolling back in your head as his thick fingers rubbed expertly against your little bud, your wetness seeping through the fabric and onto his fingers.

"Fuck... officer..." You whined, wiggling against him, your hands pulling against the cuffs. "Suguru." He replied, kissing right under your ear, "Call me Suguru sweet thing." You nodded before releasing a sweet moan of his name, a sound that was greatly appreciated and swiftly rewarded by him pulling your panties to the side. His hot fingers against your bare clit with nothing between made you press your thighs together. 

"You like that pretty?" He whispered, his deep voice sending pangs of arousal to your cunt. "Uh-huh." You nodded, trying to look at his face through your fuzzy eyes. "You want 'em inside you?" He asked, teasing you by rubbing his fingers down to your entrance, only rubbing circles around the hole there. You nodded quickly, tears nearly forming in your eyes. "P-please Suguru... please."

"Look at me." He responded, his voice calm but breathy. You did as he said as he brought his head to the side of your face, reducing the strain on your eyes. His gorgeous face came into view as a shadow blocked it from the light of his car. "That's it, keep looking at me." He nodded, licking his lips as he rubbed delicious circles against your tight hole. Your eyes fluttered as you fought them from rolling back in your head, not wanting to miss a single thing.

Suguru's jaw fell open ever so slightly as he started pressing a single finger against your wet opening. He groaned with you as your pussy greedily swallowed up his finger, your tight walls squeezing around him at the intrusion. "Oh fuck, it's so warm." He groaned, his eyebrows furrowing together. You finally let your eyes roll back in your head before they fluttered shut at the pleasure.

Geto slowly thrust his finger in and out of you a few times before he pulled it almost completely out and added a second finger. Your cunt welcomed the stretch, your wetness spilling out around them. Geto rutted his hips needily against your ass, trying to bring his dripping cock some relief as he dealt with how tight and hot you felt around his fingers.

"Move your hips, fuck that ass back against me baby. Take what you need." He groaned, standing back up and keeping a hand on your lower back. He pushed your dress higher up your body, exposing the mid of your back while he finger fucked you. Now that he was standing, the base of his fingers and palm were pressing against your clit, making you see starts as you did your best to move your hips against him.

You whined when he curled his fingers, matching your slow pace. "Please... please faster Suguru please-" You gasped, your legs shaking at such a small amount of pleasure already. He clicked his tongue against his teeth and smiled while shaking his head. "You can't even follow simple instructions, can you? Dumb girl." With those words Suguru's left a harsh smack against your bare ass, making you yelp before he places his hand next to your body on the car and started pistoning his fingers in and out of you.

"Yeah- yeah fuck- just like that-" You cried shamelessly, your hands clenching and unclenching in your restraints. "You like it rough? Huh?" Suguru groaned, feeling himself leak pre-cum against his boxers hearing the loud squelching emant from between your legs. "Yeahh- yeah I love it-" You cried, nodding while you whined through your teeth, your hips wiggling and bouncing back against him on their own.

"You're so filthy y'know that?" He groaned, curling his fingers against your g-spot each time he thrust his fingers inside, making your brain short-circuit. "S-says the cop fucking a g-girl he pulled over for drunk driving," You responded, giggling through your moans. Suguru returned a short laugh, his eyebrows raising at your words. "I'm not even fucking you." He replied. "You want me to? My fingers not enough for you?" Geto teased.

You bit your lip and sucked a breath in through your teeth, feeling your orgasm steadily approaching. "M-make me cum like this first, a-almost there." You begged, your eyebrows pinching together. Geto laughed, shaking his head at your shamelessness. "Only because I'm feeling nice." He replied, curling his fingers harder against you.

He did his best to rub his palm against your clit in a way that stimulated it just right, making your walls tighten as you got closer and closer to your high. "Fuck- right there oh- ohmygod right there-" You cried, your legs starting to shake, your body jerking and twitching against the car. "Yeah... cum all over my fingers so I can fuck you over the hood of this car." He groaned, pulling his lips between his teeth as he watched you shake and writhe for him.

Your moans got quiet and your jaw fell open in a silent scream as you came all over his fingers, your walls squeezing tightly against them, making it hard for him to move. "Good girllll, good fucking girl." He praised, rutting his hips against your ass as your body jerked and shook against him. Your legs threatened to give out from under you, but you knew even if they did, he would catch you.

Geto pulled his fingers out from your wetness, leaving you to catch your breath and recover from your orgasm. His warm hand patted softly against your ass before it retracted and you heard a clinking sound followed by a zipper.

You tried to turn your head enough to look at what he was doing but your head was shoved back against the cold metal of the car by his large hand. You could hear the squelches from behind you as Geto jerked himself off over your ass, his cock occasionally tapping your ass as he stroked himself. "Don't look, don't want you to get scared and run away now." He said, a smile on his face that you couldn't see. 

His words made you swallow hard, was he really that big? So big he was afraid you would tap out? "Just p-put it in already." You begged, pretending to be confident about taking his size as you wiggled your hips back agaisnt him. "You sure are eager huh? You must really not want a DUI on your record." He teased before running his hand down your shoulder blades, over your arms, and pressing against your lower back.

"It's not that." You said, your voice breathy and full of lust. "You're the hottest cop I've ever seen, wanted to fuck you from the moment I saw your face." You smiled, your eyes barely catching him from out of your peripherals. You gasped when you felt his blunt head press against your cunt. He rubbed his tip against you, getting ready to push it in. "Such a sweetheart," Geto replied before you felt the burn of his cock stretching you open.

Your hands balled into fists, your arms jerking against the cuffs as your walls were forced to make room for his cock. A tear immediately welled up in your eyes from the overwhelming feeling. It wasn't all painful, it was just so much, he was filling you up completely. "Good girl, just relax and take it... there you go..." Suguru soothed, his eyes raking up your body as he fully penetrated you with his cock, his hand staying against your lower back.

"Holy ffffuck-" You gasped, fighting to catch your breath as he stilled inside you, giving you a second to adjust to his length. It felt like he was in your stomach, you couldn't imagine how it was going to feel when he actually started fucking you. "It's big huh? You feel it all the way in there? Stretchin' you open?" Geto teased, his thumb wiping the tear from your face before he brought it up to his mouth and licked it off.

"S-suguru- I-its so much, s-so deep-" You cried, being able to do nothing but whine and cry while his heavy cock rested inside you. He smiled before leaning his chest over your body and kissing your cheek, his lips eagerly catching any stray tears that fell. "I know, but you're gonna take it aren't you? Gonna take it even when I cum isn't that right?" He groaned against the side of your face, his hot breath tickling you, making goosebumps arise down your spine.

Geto slowly pulled his hips out of you before thrusting them back inside, fighting the urge to whine like a bitch at how good your pussy felt. "I asked you a question," Geto repeated, biting your earlobe as he continued slowly thrusting in and out of you, pulling as much of his cock out of you as he could before thrusting it back inside, making sure you were feeling it nice and deep.

You cried out before nodding, your moans broken and whiney from just a few thrusts. "Cos you're a good girl, just a good little cockhungry slut." He whispered, picking up his thrusts, his own words riling him up. You nodded, hardly even registering his words as he spoke. His cock was rubbing agaisnt your g-spot so perfectly, it was making you dumb. Combined with his balls slapping against your sensitive clit after each thrust, you were slowly becoming cock drunk. 

"God this pussy is so tight... can barely move." Geto groaned, his eyes fluttering in their sockets before he fucked against you harshly, making his tip fuck right into your sweet spot. The moan you released made his balls throb, it was so desperate and feral.

He leaned up off of your back once more, staring down at the place the two of you were connected. The fat of your ass rippled each time he fucked his hips against yours, making a dopey grin spread across his face. Your juices were already getting all over his work pants. Anyone with half a brain would know what that was if they saw it in the light. "You're so sloppy, such a messy pussy." Suguru groaned, landing a mean slap across your ass that echoed into the woods before he pulled his hips back and fucked you harder, finding a quicker pace.

"O-oh fuck Suguru- It's so deep holy shit-" You cried, more tears spilling from your eyes. You felt a hand grab the back of your head and nails scratch at your scalp and before you knew it you were being forced to stand your full weight on the ground as your back arched meanly into him. Suguru released a long groan, his cock getting constricted even more in this new position.

Moan after moan was fucked from your lips each time he brought his hips against your ass. Loud and vulgar squelching noises cried from between your legs as more wetness drenched his cock and pants. Your scalp burned from where he was gripping you, but it felt good nonetheless. 

"Feels 's good Suguru, fucking me s' good-" you cried, hot tears seemingly neverending spilling down your cheeks. You were sure to have red, puffy eyes after this. "Yeah? You like my cock baby?" Geto groaned at the praise, his cock throbbing in tandem. You nodded before crying again. "L-love it s-so much, 's gonna make me cum, you're gonna make me cum~" You whined, your legs shaking violently now.

Geto wrapped his hand around your thigh, taking some of the weight off your legs, his other releasing your hair and wrapping firmly around your torso, keeping you firmly against him, your cuffed hands getting squished between your bodies. "Me too pretty, g-gonna make me cum too." He replied, his face flushed from your praise. His balls twitched and throbbed with the need to spill his seed, but he had to make you cum first.

Geto used the hand he was previously using to hold your thigh to rub small circles against your clit. Your body jolted forward and forced you and Geto against the car again, your bodies firmly together as he kept rubbing your clit, trying to work you through it. "Cum for me baby, cum for me so I can fill you up." His words made you feel hot all over. The promise of getting filled up by him made you squeeze his cock harder, your eyes fluttering shut as he pushed you over the edge.

Your body convulsed violently as you came. Geto buried his head in the crook of your neck, his jaw clenching together as you came on him, his cock getting constricted. He couldn't even speak enough to tell you he was cumming, or even praise you for doing so before his balls were throbbing and he was chasing after you, releasing his seed deep into your cunt.

You both groaned at the feeling. It was so warm, you felt so full. It must've been a long time since he came because his orgasm seemed to go on forever. His hand stilled on your clit as his body jerked against yours, his abs clenching under his shirt. He only relaxed when his cock stopped kicking and he was sure he had hummed each rope of his cum inside you, making sure you were stuffed full. 

Despite how deep he came inside you, when he pulled his cock out his cum still chased him, spilling out of your cunt. He quickly stopped any more from getting out by situating your now ruined panties back into place, keeping you full of him. Geto pressed a kiss to your nape before he leaned up and tucked his cock into his pants. Undoing his belt quickly, he retrieved the key to the cuffs and set you free.

"Easy." He whispered, helping you sit up and face him. You rubbed your wrists, now red and irritated from the hard metal. "You just looked so pretty all restrained, didn't wanna take them off." Geto half apologized before scooping you up in his arms and placing you down on the hood of the car, relieving the stress on your legs. You were still dazed and a bit fucked out, but his words made you smile.

"Plus I could'a been dangerous, right?" You teased, playing with his belt. He returned your smile, placing his hands on the side of the car next to you, his face inches from yours. "You coulda been dangerous." He responded, dipping his head in your neck for a kiss before he pulled away. "Let me take you home. I'll have someone bring your car to you in the morning, you're in no state to drive right now." He said, stepping back and holding his hands out for you, helping you off the car slowly.

You raised your eyebrows, catching yourself from stumbling as you stood on your incredibly shaky legs. "Wow, you're so nice officer." You teased, poking his chest before you started walking in front of him. Geto smirked before following you, keeping his hand wrapped on your lower back in case you fell as he walked you over to the passenger side of his car. "It's my duty to keep the public safe." He said with a wink before he lifted you into the passenger seat. 

[angelsheartts]

✩‧₊˚ I HOPE NOBODY CATCH US !! .

(but i kinda hope they catch us, anyway)

#pairing : lucifer, adam, alastor, vox x gn reader

#cw: suggestive content, +18 mdni, cuss words lmao, getting caught in suggestive situations ig?? tentacles on alastors part my bad, vox likes to get caught.

#notes: guys please feel free to ask requests, i’m getting out of ideas and i don't know what you all wanna read on my blog help.

PART ll

˖ ˚ ༘✶ LUCIFER .

you both were having a pretty steamy make-out session in your hotel room at the hazbin hotel, clearly not the best idea since everyone was still at the hotel, and HELL does lucifer gets loud.

"ah-, my love, " he whines loudly, pressing his forked tongue deep inside you. feeling him humping against your bedsheets as you wrap your legs around his neck, you knew he was close. "lucifer, you make me feel so gooood~" you moaned, grabbing his horns as you felt like your orgasm was soon to come.

well, nobody warned you how SENSITIVE this man was when someone touched his horns; his wings literally popped out in a second. "fuck, fuck, i’m so close (name); can i cum, honey ? please i-"

a door opened, making lucifer wrap his wings around you both. "(name), i heard some noises. is everything alri-" well, this was akward. "IMSOSORRYISHOULDHAVEKNOCKED" she said, embarrased, closing the door, leaving you and lucifer with a flushed red since you both literally got caught, by HIS daughter WHILE having an orgasm.

after that 'accident' charlie started knocking every time she entered your dorm, and apologised to you many times.

˖ ˚ ༘✶ ADAM .

adam can be very tiring sometimes when keeping his hands to himself, he would literally fuck you anywhere so everyone could see who makes you feel so fucking good if you would just let him, but of course you wouldn’t allow something like that.

except for today, you and adam had a meeting with the other angels so you wouldn’t have guessed that your husband had already been planning on how to convince you to do not-so-holy-things to skip the meeting.

until, you started noticing how touchy he was getting with you, at the beginning it was a playfully kiss on your neck then a slap in you ass and somehow you ended up giving him a blowjob.

"you’re so hot when you shut the fuck up" he said, smirking while gripping your hair tightly to make you go deeper. "fucking bitch, sucking it while having you on your knees, as you fucking should 'cause im the original dick, babe!" letting him talk to you like that reeallyy turned him on, just the thought of you being so obedient to him makes him want to cum.

"what the fuck" a voice made you both turn, noticing a lute with a very disgusted look in her face cursing at you both for being so reckless.

sadly this wasn’t the first time lute walked in on you both, so she just left LMAO.

˖ ˚ ༘✶ ALASTOR .

alastor tries to have the least amount of physical contact during such activities, so it wasn’t a rare occasion for you to finger yourself, while listening to his voice telling you what to do.

you didn’t really know if it was because you were bored, or you were just horny, but you had the urge to have some intimacy with alastor. he didn’t mind because it had been a long time since you both had some intimacy.

"you have been such a good partner, my dear” he praised, smirking widely like he always did. "I think it would only be fair if i give you something in return."

well, that was 15 minutes ago, and now here you were feeling his tentacles thrusting into you so roughly. alastor would only chuckle at your expressions while ocassionaly telling you to touch yourself as he wanted. seeing you trying to get some release made his bulge twitch inside his pants.

well, at least it made it twitch until someone interrupted you both, making your partner disappear the tentacles who were just inside you a few seconds ago.

angel dust was the one who accidentaly walked in on you both, and alastor told him if he ever talked or made jokes about what happened he would transmite his screams on his radio broadcoast. angel dust still teases you though.

˖ ˚ ༘✶ VOX .

vox actually wants you both to get caught, like he really has no shame at all. he loves fucking you if it means that you both might get caught in the act.

sadly, you can’t even recall how you ended up with him having you bend over his desk right before a meeting with the VEES.

surely, you both could have stopped if you wanted, but why would you even consider that when he’s literally vibrating just in the right spot, making you fuzzy from the overstimulation.

"fuck, yeah" your boyfriend's voice is shaky as he keeps thrusting in you, seeing how his cum rolls down your thighs, makes him increase his pace. "you really want us to get caught, don’t you, babe? squeezing me around as if i would even think about fucking pulling it out" he says chuckling with a slight glitch on his voice. "ah- vox, it’s too much i-" vox slapped your ass, making you yelp from pleasure as you were feeling so overwhelmed.

both of you being so close to your orgasm, didn’t noticed when velvette and valentino entered the room until velvette shouted at you both for fucking like animals, and not waiting until being in a more private place, alongside her was just a valentino smirking, while being dragged by velvette. valentino would have been glad to accept the offer if you would have invited him though.

[angelic--kitty]

lets christen this blog with some arlecchino content

︶꒦꒷♡꒷꒦︶ 𝖙𝖗𝖆𝖓𝖘𝖋𝖎𝖝𝖊𝖉 ︶꒦꒷♡꒷꒦︶

dom!arlecchino x sub!fem reader

warnings: smut (mdni), wlw content, strap usage, strap referred to as 'cock,' fellatio, size kink, leash/collar, asphyxiation, fingering, doggy-style

a/n: welcome to my new blog, bun ♡ and thank you for the ask!! as always, you know arlecchino is one of my absolute favorites to write about. i haven't written in a hot minute so, let's see what i can cook up

dividers from @saradika-graphics

she loves the way you look on your knees.

specifically with that expensive red leather collar wrapped snugly around your neck.

and especially with the matching leash attached to it, held firmly in her hand, tugging your lips further down her cock.

ah, and her absolute favorite was when that collar and leash were the only things on your body, not obscuring your nakedness from her whatsoever.

she urges you to take more of her, sliding closer to her base, and you greedily take her into your throat like such a good little pet.

her sweet little plaything she adores so much. it never ceases to amaze her how such a sweet little pet could fit so much into her mouth from just a few praises and tugs of your leash.

her eyes sparkle wickedly when you whimper, almost as cruel as the tightened grip of her hand, limiting your airflow further as she rests her free hand under her chin.

"you're doing well, pet." she chooses her words carefully, untucking her hand from her face to stroke the bulge in your throat as you swallow around the faux cock. "such a good girl, aren't you?"

she speaks to you like you really are just a dumb little pet, as if your only purpose was to entertain her. though, you both know your relationship was much more than that, you couldn't help but delight in the idea of simply being her pretty toy whenever she called.

her hand rests atop your head now, guiding your movements, listening to the slick sounds from your saliva and your soft choking noises as she grinds her hips.

the tears gathering at the corners of your eyes cause her to falter, her thumb tenderly brushing them away as she pulls her cock from your lips. she marvels at the spit connecting her tip to your mouth.

you feel her gently wipe it up, tilting your chin up to look at her with that cute, dazed expression of yours.

"all fours, doll." she doesn't need to say it again as you immediately clamber to perch yourself on her bed, ass up and perfectly presented to her.

her nails dig into your hips as she squeezes the fat, the corner of her lip quirking up at your desperate pushing into her hands.

she reels one back, landing a slap on your thigh that stung slightly when she pulled away. "behave yourself. i don't have the patience for an attitude tonight." she reminds you, pinching your thigh.

she pushes open your legs, eyeing your glistening pussy as she tuts. "you're practically dripping, and i haven't even touched you." she pets your lips with two fingers.

she teases you with the freshly blunted ends, letting you feel the small gesture of love, meant to allow her to entertain and prep you herself. no additional toys needed.

her first finger slides in almost embarrassingly easy, a soft slick noise emanating when she withdraws and pushes back in. she grunts, feeling you clamp down around her. "relax."

"i'm trying-" you huff at her, whimpering when she spanks you.

"it wasn't a suggestion." she sighs, pressing two digits into you, crooking them just so to tease you. she loved to tease you the most, getting you oh so close to the edge, only to rip it away from you.

she rubs up into your g-spot, hearing you muffle your moans in her blankets, clawing at the fabric and resisting the urge to fuck her hand.

just when you think she'll have mercy, she tugs her hand away, lifting her fingers up to her lips to lick them clean of your essence, bringing the remains to your own lips to taste.

she almost smiles at the way you look with her fingers on your tongue. such a sweet pet.

she slides them slightly too deep just to hear you gag before pulling away and wiping them off, lining her cock up with your entrance. she holds your hips steady, one hand's nails digging in just enough to leave light indentations.

she'll never get bored of watching your cunt struggle to take her, how you flutter around her size and sniffle so pathetically into the pillows. she almost feels obligated to comfort you, if not for the fact she knows you can take her just fine. soon enough, you'll be begging her for more.

"good, pet. you're doing very well. spread your thighs wider, relax." her thumb rubs circles into your hip as she eases her strap deeper. "you'll take everything i give you, and you will thank me for all of it."

"yes, sir."

[toxicanonymity]

twin peaks.

4k, Joel x afab!reader x Tommy, ONE SHOT A/N: This is my @pedrostories secret santa gift. @endlessthxxghts, you're on my nice list. Happy holidays! ♥️ Ty for the flexibility and for engaging with fics you like, which gave more ideas 🖤. Please excuse the extra men, don't need to remember names. Ty @jksprincess10 for your afab insights! WARNINGS: I8+, Motorcycle Club AU, but Joel is no longer riding. You're a chef. Language. Bar fight. Blood. Gunfire. My first attempt at mild grumpy/sunshine. Passing reference to a bar server's prior SA incident. An OC gets in your personal space and touches your side. Hurt/Comfort. Minor love triangle, I guess, but everyone’s cool. Unsafe P in V, creampies. MFM but only joel inside. The men can lift you. You’re shorter than them. Competency kink, mild size kink, sharing. Starts in Joel POV. There are a few characters from The Bikeriders. BIKER JOEL RECS: both sides of the moon by @lunitawrites and (and ty for this list luna lol)  a minute from home by @agentmarcuspike, little mouse by @katiexpunk & @josephquinnswhore., the road to love by @jobean12-blog

dividers from @cafekitsune for POV change and time jump

“Changed the recipe,” Joel grumbles. 

Tommy shakes his head with a smile. “Ya know, brother. . . you might be the only one who comes here for the wings.” 

“Cause they’re the best. Or they *were*. Taste this.” Joel pushes the basket over to Tommy and takes a swig of beer, then adds, “If I wanna see some skin, I’ll go to a proper titty bar.”

The uniforms are cute at Twin Peaks, but Joel is there for two reasons: the wings and the company. He sold his Harley and quit the club after a minor accident. It left him only a little scraped up but scared his daughters to death. Now these biker bars are the only place he sees his old crew.

“Shit, they did change it,” Tommy concedes. “Maybe ya should send’em back,” he teases.

“Not a bad idea,” Joel mutters. 

“Really?” Tommy asks. 

“‘S’cuse me. Miss?” The scantily clad server turns around. “They musta changed the recipe, I can’t eat these.” 

“Oh no,” the server frowns. “Sorry ‘bout that, lemme see what I can do.” The server takes the wings back to the kitchen. 

-

A minute later, you emerge from the kitchen in your chef’s whites and Joel does a double take. You smile at him as you approach. 

“Oh, shit,” Tommy elbows him, but Joel hardly notices. He’s captivated by you, but he keeps a straight face. 

“Heard the wings weren’t to your liking,” you cringe empathetically. 

“Why’d ya go and change the Hot Honey recipe.”

“I’m sorry, hun. Hot Honey’s off the menu, that’s the closest we’ve got.”

“It’s *what* now? Why’d ya take it off?”

You sigh with an apologetic smile. “Wasn’t my call.” Then you perk up. “But I think you might really like the new Thai Spice recipe,” you smile.

“Don’t think so,” Joel grumbles. 

“He don’t like change,” Tommy explains. 

“How ‘bout a basket on the house?” You offer with a tilt of your head and raise of your eyebrows. 

Joel is flustered by your charm. “Uh, sure,” he mutters, trying not to check you out. Not much to see anyway with that chef’s apron.

“If ya like’em, buy me a drink sometime,” you add with a wink that makes Joel lose all his thoughts for a moment. 

“Yes, chef,” Joel nods, which makes both you and Tommy giggle. Then you turn and head back to the kitchen. 

“I dunno what they see in ya, man,” Tommy teases Joel and watches as you walk away. “Mm. Hottest thing here and dressed like a paper towel roll.” Joel fails to suppress a chuckle. “You gonna share?”

“We’ll see.”

-

The front door to the restaurant opens, and a hush falls over the dining room. 

Joel looks over his shoulder for only a second, then turns back toward the bar and mutters, “Fuckin’ Benny.”

“And the Jets,” Tommy adds as Johnny and at least half the rival crew follow Benny into the restaurant. Great, there’s Cal, Carter’s rotten brother. Real bad guy. Their motorcycle club is dangerous.

Joel gets his wallet out of his pocket and pulls out a few twenties, then downs the rest of his beer. “Didn’t come to babysit.”

“Think it’ll get ugly?” Tommy asks. “What about your new friend?”

“My new friend?” 

“‘member what happened with Carter’s girl?” Of course Joel remembers. Cal got handsy with her, Carter put him in a chokehold, and a nasty fight broke out. Carter got stabbed.

“Well, I ain’t in charge and don’t got a sweetheart, so I reckon chef hottie’s okay. Where’s Carter?” 

“Home. Can’t ride, already busted his stitches open once.” 

“Good. His girl ain’t workin’ either.” Joel’s face tenses and his nostrils flare as his gaze falls on Cal. “Cal shouldn’t be here.” Joel has to look away before his rage gets the best of him. Joel glances at a table of his own guys (now Carter's), and he isn’t surprised to see one of his buddies putting on brass knuckles. Ya don’t stab the leader and get away with it, but Joel sure wishes this would go down somewhere else. Joel does a double take when he sees another man at the same table reach for his hip. “Damnit, Harold,” Joel whispers to himself. 

“Better hit the boys room ‘fore all hell breaks loose,” Tommy mutters and gets up from his chair. 

—---you—--

Tonight’s the first time you’ve spoken with Joel, but you’ve noticed him before. His quiet, dark gaze is hypnotizing. The girls are all over him, and he doesn’t show any interest. He sits there scowling with his drink. 

When the chatter of the restaurant abruptly dies down, a pit forms in your stomach. Heavy boots click on the floor, and it sounds like they’re slowly circling the room like sharks.  “Hey sweetheart,” Benny croons out of view in that deep, smooth voice. He looks like a young, brunette Elvis. “You new?”

“Started this week,” the new bartender answers bashfully. 

“Bet they didn’t teach ya the whole job. Benny'll show ya the ropes,” says a deep voice that makes you bristle. It’s smooth. Southern. Sinister. It's Cal. You can visualize his infectious wink. 

One of your cooks puts Joel’s new wing basket on expo.  You compose yourself and grab it with a smile. “I’ll take this one.” You put on your blinders and don’t make eye contact with any of the men, but you notice Tommy walk by, headed toward the back. 

Before you make it behind the bar, Cal intercepts you. “Whoa, what’s cookin’, baby? You believe this, Benny? Keepin’ top talent locked up in the back.” 

Benny’s too wrapped up with the server to respond. 

“Thanks for the snack,” Cal tells you with his eyes roving your apron as he reaches for the basket. You pull it back. “Hey, what’s under this, anyway?” He skims your apron from the side and crowds you against the wall. He braces his arm against the wall, over you. “Got one of them sexy uniforms under this?”

“Excuse me,” you say and try to duck under and around him. 

“I wouldn’t move, darlin’,” Cal taunts.

“What the hell are you doin’ back here,” a man asks behind Cal. 

Cal laughs and looks over his shoulder, and you manage to free yourself. 

“Ain’t worth it, Harold,” Joel warns as he approaches, then Joel turns his attention to you. “You okay?”

-. . .-

Joel gets between you and the brawling men. You hear a blow land on someone, and they spit. Then there’s a click, and before you know it, you’re on the floor, tackled by Joel as a gunshot makes your ears ring. The wind is knocked out of you. 

Joel is on top of you, and time seems to slow down. Cal is slumped against the wall behind Joel, bleeding from the mouth and chest with a menacing smile. 

“Look at me,” Joel says and his massive hand turns your head to face him, bracing his other arm near your head on the tiled floor. “Look at me and only me.” His body is heavy on top of yours. 

You nod as chaos unfolds in the dining room. 

“You okay?” Joel searches your face. 

You nod again, and try to ground yourself with everything you’re physically feeling. The coldness of the tile under your hand. The weight of his body on top of you. The warmth of. . .the massive bulge pressing into your thigh. Joel doesn’t seem to be aware of it, but you sure are now. A wave of desire overwhelms you. Your thigh lifts against his hardening package and it twitches but he still doesn’t seem to notice with everything else going on. He glances behind himself.  

“Gonna get ya outta here,” he promises. “Ready?”

Behind you, someone opens the door to the men’s room, belt jingling. “Shit.” You recognize Tommy’s voice. 

“Bathroom,” Joel commands as he helps you up, then gently pushes you into Tommy’s arms. He nods toward the family restroom, which has a lock. “Gonna take this outside,” Joel pants as he heads into the fray.

“Joel, don’t–you’re outnumbered, don’t get yourself killed,” Tommy pleads.  There’s another gunshot. “Shit, I’ll be right there!” he shouts at Joel

“NO,” Joel barks. 

-

Tommy forces you into the family restroom and locks the door behind the two of you. “You okay?” he asks. You don’t answer.  You wouldn’t be able to without crying. He rubs your back, then searches your face. “Breathe for me, darlin’.”

You tug at the high collar of your chef’s apron, trying to unbutton it for relief.  Tommy quickly rips it open, exposing your tank top. His eyes linger for a moment, then he cradles your head and takes a deep breath, guiding you in your own breathing. He exhales, then murmurs, “You’re okay, honey.” 

You nod and take the apron off entirely, with him supporting you. “Yeah,” you laugh not to cry, but with tears in your eyes. “I’m good.” 

“Good, good. C’mere, darlin’.” His strong arms wrap you in a gentle, protective hug, cradling your head into his barrel chest. You take a deep breath, and the scent of his shampoo intoxicates you. “You’re okay,” he repeats. 

You pull your head back to look up at him, and the corner of his mouth twitches. Then something else twitches, against your middle.  That’s when you feel the denim slide under your hand and realize you’ve grabbed Tommy’s ass. What the fuck. You yank your hand out of his back pocket and stammer “Sorry–” feeling like your face is on fire. Why did you do that? You try to pull away but he gently holds you close. 

“‘S’okay,” he chuckles. “Adrenaline. It’s normal.” He dips his head and it’s close to yours. It gets a little closer, then there’s more gunfire and he releases his gentle hold on you. He bolts toward the door. “Lock it behind me” is the only thing he says as he leaves. 

You lock the door, then slump down against the wall. Is this real life? What’s gotten into you? Feeling up Tommy Miller in the bathroom less than an hour after you asked his brother out. Yeah, it must be adrenaline. The noise of the fight fades into the background while your thoughts drift back to Joel saving you. He’s so big and strong. So protective. You’ve heard how dangerous he is, but to see him in action? While he’s saving you, no less? 

-

Finally the noises have died down. You wonder if it’s safe to leave. You worry about whether Joel and Tommy and your line cooks are okay. You wait a little longer, then unlock the door and peek your head out. Cal staggers toward you, dripping blood. “It’s okay, I’m alright,” he drawls. Then you swiftly close and lock the door, heart pounding. A few seconds later, boots thud across the dining room and a punch is thrown. You hear Cal groan. “C’mon, man.” Another blow lands and Cal goes silent. There’s a knock at the bathroom door. 

“It’s me.” Joel’s voice. You’re still near the door. You unlock it for him. He comes inside and you must look terrified. He holds your cheeks, and his face and shirt are splattered with blood - surely not his own. He hugs you into him. “It’s me, baby. You’re okay.” His voice is deep and soft. He holds you for a minute. When he pulls back again to look at you, his eyes fall to your tank top and he wets his lips. He looks in your eyes again, then at your mouth. 

You close the distance with a soft kiss. Joel’s mouth spreads your lips open, and his tongue finds yours. As the kiss heats up, he pulls you tighter, moaning “Mm,” and you feel it again, you feel him. His hands slide down to grab your ass, pulling your hips into his, and he’s firmer. Lord, is he hung. He lets out a low growl from his chest, and he walks forward against you until the backs of his hands nudge the sink counter – thankfully clean. 

He bends down and his mouth latches onto your neck. He slips his fingertips into the front waistband of your pants, grabbing the button, then pulls away from your neck to pleadingly meet your eyes, and you nod urgently. He takes your pants and underwear down in a flash, then his hand engulfs your bare pussy and he groans at how wet you are. He kisses your neck again for a moment before hooking his massive hands, one of them wet, around the backs of your thighs. He lifts you onto the sink with a grunt as your legs wrap around him and you feel a rush of desire.

Joel sloppily kisses around your mouth with one hand between your legs and the other cradling your head. His scruff scratches you pleasantly. You grope him through his jeans, which are slick with your arousal, as you unbutton and unzip him. Then his own hand dives into his boxers and frees his thick cock, holding it at the right angle to slide right into you, pants and boxers resting below his balls.

“C’mere, baby.” He runs his stiff cock through your folds and you slowly grind against it with a moan. He spits on his shaft and his swollen, leaking tip prods at your entrance for only a moment before plunging into your wet hole and spreading your insides with his girth. There’s a brief burn, then your body catches up. On his second go, he bottoms out with a groan, and you gasp.

 “Yeah,” he sighs and begins to fuck you, slowly at first. “How’s that?” 

You can only nod, feeling so full of him you can hardly listen or form thoughts.  “Ohh,” you whimper as he stuffs you with his massive cock. Your skin feels hot. He speeds up to a moderate pace and you both moan and grunt as you fuck. He kisses and sucks your neck, moaning into your skin, then he breathes against it. He fucks you harder, deeper

“How’s it feel, baby–ohhh” He slams his pelvis into yours each time. 

“Ohhh, God, it’s, yeah, nngh–ohh”

Footsteps come down the hall, and stop outside the door. 

“Wait,” you whisper.”

“Want me to wait?” he whispers teasingly, slowing down to an excruciating pace, dragging slow and heavy inside you. 

You shake your head no. 

“Good,” he whispers. 

Tommy’s knowing voice outside the door: “Catch y’all later.” Then the footsteps recede. 

“Now please, please” you beg, wanting it harder again. You pull him close and grind your pelvis into his in just the right spot. “Ohh, Joel.” The pleasure overwhelms you and you whimper as you begin to clench and pulse. 

“Fuck,” he breathes, “Where do you want it?” 

“Right here,” you nod, pulling him closer, keeping him inside with your legs around him. 

Joel erupts with a groan, filling your hot, wet cunt with warm bursts, slowly thrusting into you as he empties his balls. 

“God damn, you’re somethin’ else.” 

---a few weeks later—

"Ain't wearin' a stupid holiday sweater," Joel grumbles. You and Joel have been seeing each other, and now you're going to Tommy’s holiday party with him.

"C'mon, just for the party. It'll be fun," you smile hopefully.

"Gimme a break, baby. Nothin' fun about sweaters."

"Don't be a Grinch," you pout.

"Thought I was a Scrooge," he retorts. 

"What if I let you fuck me in Tommy's bed?"

He squints at you. "God damnit, my heart just grew three sizes."

You look down at his jeans and smile saucily. You don't have to make the joke out loud. "Can't wait," you purr and hand him the sweater.  

"Tommy'd lose his mind," Joel shakes his head, then raises his eyebrows. "And not in the bad way." 

"Oh yeah?"

Joel gives a low whistle. "You should see him droolin' when ya walk away." Joel chuckles, and your face heats up. 

"Well. Maybe we shouldn't, then. . ."

"Don't see why not," Joel shrugs. 

You look away shyly.

"What's got you all flustered?" 

"Nothing," you shake your head, but you can't push away the thought of Tommy walking in and losing his 'mind.' 

Joel smirks. "Don't look like nothin'."

"Just excited to see you in a sweater," you run your hand through his curls. 

"I ain't the jealous type if ya wanna give Tommy some sugar, too."

You gasp and can't hide your embarrassed smile. Your face is burning. "He told you.” 

Joel plays stupid. “Told me what?” 

Your hand drifts up to cover your mouth. 

“Just sayin’, if ya wanna grab him in a nicer setting. . .”

“Joel!" You gently smack his chest. 

“Musta been the highlight of his life,” Joel laughs. “Post-divorce, at least.” 

"Naughty list for you." You press his sweater into his chest and go to the closet to change into your own. 

----

When you’re standing at the door of Tommy’s ranch, your heart is racing. 

“Relax, baby.” He rubs your back. 

“You were serious?” you ask. 

“Yeah, but ya don’t gotta. Just sayin’ it’s fair game.” 

Your eyes meet and he cups your cheek. You whisper, “thanks for wearing the sweater.” 

Joel gives you a kiss right as the door opens, and Tommy teases, “You two need a room already?” Tommy’s wearing a festive cardigan open over a wifebeater and his huge belt buckle. He stands aside to let you in, and you don’t miss the way his gaze lingers on your mouth. 

Sarah brings her husband, and you spend much of the night talking to them, hearing old stories about Joel. It’s a small party, adults only, and most of the parents have to get home to their babysitters, but Ellie is staying at Bill and Frank’s for the week to help with their Christmas tree farm. It’s a real treat for her and also her first “job.” 

—

You don’t steal Joel away during the party, and he doesn’t try either. But when everyone else is gone, you and Joel stay for a drink with Tommy. He offers that you’re welcome to stay over since the kids are with Maria. 

“Where ya want us?” Joel asks. 

“Well, my bed’s the most comfy,” Tommy looks at you and adds a wink that gives you butterflies. 

Joel nods with an intrigued frown. “Whatcha think, honey?”

“Okay,” you nod. You’re afraid to act too eager, but can hardly believe your luck. 

-

In Tommy’s room, Tommy reclines on the bed, while Joel holds you in a hug. Joel turns your chin to meet his eyes and asks “Comfortable?”

You nod and smile. 

“Ready to be even more comfortable?” 

Joel kisses you gently, sensually. Then his lips become hungrier, and you lose yourself in his rising desperation. He moans into your mouth and pulls you closer against him. He walks against you until you’re at the bed, and when you glance back to make sure you don’t fall, you see Tommy reclining with his ankles crossed, palming himself over his jeans. He holds your gaze and begins to undo that big belt buckle, and you get a rush of arousal. 

With you seated on the bed and Joel looms over you. The curves of his hulking muscles stretch his sweater. Your eyes fall to his jeans, and you can see the outline of his massive erection. You reach for the button and he murmurs, “yeah, there ya go,” and affectionately cradles your head while you unbutton and unzip him. Then he takes his sweater off over his head and his under-tee rides up exposing his happy trail. “Let’s get that sweater off, Tommy.” 

You turn around and see Tommy is on all fours with his cardigan already off. He’s prowling across the bed, to the foot of it where you sit. Tommy sits up on his knees behind you, and wraps his arms around. He lifts at the bottom hem of your sweater and brings his mouth to your ear to murmur, “Yeah, let’s get comfortable.” You raise your arms and he takes off the sweater for you then cups your breasts. You pull off your bra from under your tank top while Joel takes off his jeans. 

“Shit, let’s take it all off,” Tommys says with his voice briefly muffled by his wifebeater as he pulls it over his head. “Nothin’ like three bare bodies all twisted up.” His giant belt clinks as he unbuckles it behind you. Joel steps out of his jeans, leaving the tent in his boxers on full display, making you gush. He bends down to help take your tank top off, then he kisses you as he unfastens your pants. Joel kisses down your body as he removes your pants and underwear. 

“Come on up here,” Tommy mutters and wraps an arm around you. He pulls you up toward the pillows, then stacks them behind himself and pulls you between his legs where you can feel he is fully nude and hard. His skin is hot and smooth. You're both facing Joel. 

You sit between Tommy’s moderately hairy legs, and his broad palms cup your naked breasts. “How ya doin’, darlin’?” he whispers into your ear. His cock twitches against your lower back. “Ready for my brother?”

You nod, “Yeah.” 

“He’s ready too.”

Joel is kneeling onto the bed with his commanding cock in hand. He pauses to squeeze himself, eyes roving over you like you’ve never looked hotter. “Look like an angel, baby. Can’t wait to be in ya.” Tommy lightly grinds himself against your lower back, then his hands come to your thighs, and you spread them open for Joel. 

“Always so good,” Joel mumbles, then kisses you deeply and you feel his cock run through your dripping seam.  You’re wet, so wet for him. He’s still kissing you, letting your lips separate every second or so.  His face pulls back and Tommy slightly adjusts you between his legs. Tommy’s cock is stiff against your back. Joel’s tip nudges your entrance, then he pushes himself into you. Tommy’s hands are still on your breasts. Joel leans over you, bracing his hands on the bed to either side of Tommy’s thighs. It still makes you swoon how his big cock stuffs you full. As Joel thrusts into you, Tommy ruts against you, moaning softly. The force of Joel’s thrusts makes you rub against Tommy’s stiff manhood and he groans.

“Feel so good, baby,” Joel breathes. 

“Take’ him so well,” Tommy  whispers. 

Your breath hitches and you moan into Joel’s mouth with his cock dragging thickly deep inside you. Tommy massages your breasts and grinds into you while Joel kisses you and fucks you good. It feels better and better every minute. Joel dips his hips and grinds against your front as he stuffs  you with his cock. You feel the tension building in your belly, and your clit twitches. 

You tear your mouth away from Joel’s and whine, “Joel.”

“Oh, baby, gonna cum already?”

You whimper and nod. 

“It’s okay, baby. Go ‘head,” Tommy whispers. 

“Yeah, let it happen, baby,” Joel agrees. 

Then Joel, with his cock still seated inside you, rolls his hips to put more pressure on your front, and  Tommy grinds against your lower back, and you clench down on Joel’s cock with a moan. 

“Oh, Fuck,” Joel whispers and he begins to pulse at the exact same time you feel Tommy erupt against you. The three of you come in a cacophony of grunts and moans and Tommy’s sliding wetly against your crack as his cum trickles down. 

Joel stays inside as he catches his breath, then slides out of you, and some of his cum drips down between Tommy’s legs. 

“Think ya might be the one I been lookin' for,” Joel mumbles. He gives you a slow kiss.

You get cleaned up, then you sleep like three spoons stacked together with Joel in front. 

===

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[anonymouslosersworld]

♡ Succubus♡ 

Prompt; Mc/reader armed with the teaching Solomon decided to mess around with magical creations and like Icarus flew too close to the sun before falling... in their case fell victim to horniness.

Fandom: Obey me shall me date

Characters: Lucifer, Diavolo, and Satan

Genre: Smut (M)

Contains: protected sex, unprotected sex, dom reader, sex toys, pegging, and maybe voyeurism??

Contains: dubcon, unprotected sex, dom reader, sex toys, voyeurism??, and corruption kink.

Credit goes to @asmology. They have wonderful blog and written pieces. I was so in love with their charmed series and just wanted to try my hand at writing it myself. Please don't hesitate and check out their blogs.

[Obey me masterlist]

Prologue; After you had successfully enrolled in the sorcerers' academy and become Solomon's one and only apprentice after a couple of months. He had encouraged you to explore magical items and such. Due to many lonely and hot nights, you settled on magical items. Using your knowledge you created a life-like magical dildo/vibrator/ pocket pussy of your love interest. Unknowingly to you {or maybe knowingly you did but wouldn't admit it}it was also charmed with your love interest feeling whatever you did to it. lucifers is a little different from the rest.

Lucifer

"hmm!" lucifer moaned into the kiss. He hadn't expected you to join him in his shower. Your hand swiftly went cradle his head as you deepened the kiss. Your tongue quickly enters his mouth, as your body molds into his.

The mirrors were heavily foggy and the steam from the scorching shower could have burnt you, but you persisted in kissing his neck after bruising his lips.

"aren't you eager today?" he questions while you smooch his Adam's apple. Your mouth worked overtime over his body and your hands groped whatever was within reach.

Lucifer could feel his face go hot as you completely ignore him in favor of more time with his body.

"sadly I don't have enough time today, darlin-" he gasped as you bit into him, breaking his skin. You had mangled to trap him onto the shower wall, with your body between his legs. His cock was already awake with all the fondling you had done previously.

" I'll be quick."

" What you can't handle a human's touch?"

Lucifer's face looked at you indignantly, offended by the mere mention of your words. Oh no, you will not be injuring his pride so easily.

"nngh!"

The skin-slapping covered Lucifer's pants and moans. His fingers have long since pruned from the water. You were on top of him riding him. Your hand gripping his neck prevents him from completely breathing. Your wet hair had been pushed back from your face as you wanted to see a completely devastated Lucifer, tired and spent and most importantly fucked out. He looked like you had fucked over and out. His eyes glazed over but his eyebrows borrowed trying to concentrate on his oncoming orgasm

"I thought you didn't have time today?" You mocked him, out of breath but with a smirk. Clearly proud of yourself.

" i-I have a few minutes!"

" You said that like an hour ago? Should I stop, you might be late? Think you can handle not cumming Luci?"

"f-fuck." He was so close!!

Lucifer looked at you desperately

Could he handle it?

"i-i can't!!"

Lucifer gasps awake, completely disheveled. His hair sticking to his head. He feels his legs weak and his cock completely spent. He feels his clothing on himself and he looks around his surroundings. His pajamas felt wet and obviously, he had cummed in his sleep.

He's in his room, he must have dreamt about it.

That's what he thought until he saw you climbing onto his lap in nothing but your underwear and loose shirt.

"good morning Luci ~ How about we clear your schedule today?" You say after tearing a condom wrapper with your teeth. " I need more than a few minutes."

Satan

"ooh~" he moaned quietly into his pillow. He had locked himself in his room as soon as he felt the fingers touch him.

His bare ass was up in the air as he felt fingers shove back into his hole. It was overwhelming the pressure entering him and exiting. The feeling of his cock wrapped up snuggly in whatever you had made.

whatever this was strong magic strong enough to completely overwhelm his senses. His kitty headband pushed his hair back

" m-mc!" he whines out into the open "To- too much~"

Your fingers had been replaced by a smooth object, cold to the touch but could reach the deepest part of him easily.

His fingers gripped his sheets as you kept hammering away into his hole. His sheets had seen better days. he had soiled them with his cum and tore them up with his bare hands when the pleasure got to be too much.

"a~aah!"

"keep going baby, I know you can do it."

" i-its hard~!"

'he-he of course it is, but soon its going to all spill out, "

" f- yess~!'' He panted, he was extremely relieved that his brothers were gone. The pleasure was blinding him and he could no longer keep quiet. His room can only muffle so much.

"f-fuck~!"

Dia

His body was hot, the sheet covers were just barely covering him. The squelching sound filled the room as Dia struggled to keep control of his legs.

why was he so sensitive today?

He made a great decision sleeping naked today, he had hoped you would be sleeping with him but you had student council work that kept him from you but you promised that "it would feel like I'm right there."

his confined cock felt the walls spasm against his size. Clearly struggling to keep him all the way in. The swell of his cock kept being squeezed and could feel your spasming walls. Dia furrowed his eyebrows and panted. It was so like you to torture him so after spending half a day trying to catch up with your sex lives with both your sex lives.

The pace was enjoyable but every so often you would stop just when he was supposed to cum and just squeeze him, not letting him cum. He supposed this was his punishment for accidentally denying both of your orgasms when you were getting hot and heavy in his office at RAD because some random demon had a meeting with him. So you took it upon yourself to edge him. He can't do anything with blue balls, can he?

"nngh!"

He panted, his chest heaving heavily.

"p-please, I'm sorry. i- I can't think straight anymore! forgive me" Dia begged and begged. " I promise!"

His cock weeping for mercy, mercy you decided to mindfully give him since he begs so cutely.

"fuck yes! Than-thank you!!"

Requests are open! Feel free to request!

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[whiteboi-inferiority]

Some of you been trying to get in touch lately. That's cool.

If you're just swinging by to say hi and thanks, then what follows doesn't apply to you.

You want me to talk to you though? Some hints and tips (and very common mistakes to avoid) that will increase your chances of an actual conversation or two and from there, who knows.

The best way is to have a blog with some original content. Pics of you, stories, captions, whatever. I'm looking for commitment and authenticity, some skin in the game, some evidence of actual fucking effort. In your message don't just fawn. I don't need that. Be brief, be articulate, be confident in what you like and what you bring to the table and be clear on why you want a place with me, specifically, over any generic black guy or Dom. Job interview etiquette applies and know I get 4 or 5 'candidates' a day. Respect the fact I am a busy guy with a life away from here, several real life submissives, and several more long distance things going on. My girls, gurls and bois are all different, all exquisite, and they all interest me in different ways. It's on you to show me what i'm missing and why I'm going to make time for you. Be a muse, be amusing. Wow me.

So!

If you have an empty blog, don't bother. I'm not interested in lurkers.

If your blog is just reposts of the usual stuff I've seen 100 times before, don't bother.

If you're just going to start contact with 'hey...', don't bother. I'm not interested.

If you're just looking for someone, anyone, to Dom you for the 2 minutes it takes for you to jerk off, don't bother. I'm not a jack off service.

If your blog is full of explicit hard core porn, don't bother - your account will be deactivated soon and you'll probably be disappeared before we start chatting away from here anyway. You don't represent a good ROI of my time. Of the 4 or 5 of you that make contact today, 2 of you will be gone tomorrow, and at least 1 more within the month. Even duvluvv and bangmybully my previous mainstays and inspo on this blog have managed to fuck that up and get themselves banned.

Unless your wife/gf/mom/daughter is hot, living near me and interested in hooking up, I don't care that you wish you could see them suck a cock like a Blacked girl right in front of you. If I can't see it, smell it, hear it, taste it or feel it - if its not actually going to happen on my cock - I don't care.

Outright headcanon fantasists and part-timers who 'don't need to dress up because they can imagine it so well...', hard pass. If I tell you to feminise yourself, take a pic in a certain pose, jerk off a certain way or make a post about something it isn't a question of whether you feel you need that to sustain your little fantasy. It's a question of whether you're going to pay the price of submission to talk to me. If you can't or won't follow simple instruction, then I have no interest in you.

Those of you who confuse sissy with trans, hard pass. Trans women are women. You are not a woman just because you fantasise about being sexually submissive and effeminate around a black man. You're a sissy, a toy, a whiteboi fuckdoll. That's all. If you can't or don't accept that, don't bother.

FLR, ABDL, Gooners: kittens I adore seeing you relinquish your masculinity and pride to roll around in your own shame and filth. But to be clear: these kinks are your weaknesses, not my interests. I cater to you because my mission is to enable every single last one of you whiteboi fucks to become codependent emasculated bottom-feeders of one kind or another, willingly, done by yourselves to yourselves, stripped of the convenient deniability of coercion. I'm fixing to cook and push good quality junk so you can fuck yourselves up, not share the needle. Definitely not looking to change your fucking diapers.

If you clearly haven't read this pinned note, don't bother.

Stay sticky, losers

D

[bl33df0rm3]

✎"So that's what you're into? I see." Afab!reader x Genshin men's favorite kinks (Smut, 2nd Pov)

-‘๑’-Note; This is meant to be inclusive for all readers including black readers so things like "Easy to bruise skin." and "You feel your face turn red (As a black person my face does feel hot but I don't get red). Along with easy to go through hair won't be added, if you need those details in fanfic's then this blog is not for you<3. This can be the same for Chubby readers<3

✎Author's note; I'm not doing this in any order these are just what came to mind, if you have any character you want me to cover (Max of 5 at a time), I gotcha. Also this is afab reader but the readers gender isn't specified. If you wish to translate my works please dm me&lt;3 (MDNI BANNER CREDIT CLICK HERE)

Tighnari ;Breeding.

Imagine Just being out in the forest with just a field of flowers around you, the not so silent sounds of Tighnari pounding into you just as he has for the last few minutes every thrust having him drag deeper into you by the moment his groans escaping his lips as moans poor from yours. He can't help it it he really can't just the slight teasing that you did Earlier and the suggestive remarks about having a family, that was what tipped him over the edge. He wanted to fill you to the brim it made his cock twitch just thinking about it, with your consent before hand he knew just how he wanted it to go, His ears twitched with anticipation feeling you clench around him the little whimper from you letting him know you were so close, just begging him to let you reach your high. He smiled as he picked up the speed as you lost control of your arms your face now just brushing against the flowers as you reached your peak, feeling his warm substance begin to fill you as he groaned in pleasure watching some trickle out and fall onto a petal under you.

He wasn't lying you did get to smell the flowers that day.

Childe/ Tartaglia;

At this point you were at a loss, your breathing was ragged and delayed looking up at the piercing blue eyes that had a lovely smirk accompany them he looked completely fine yet here you were under him with your legs spread nails digging into Tartaglia's back. The look on your face was amazing to him one minute you were trying to actually trying to get him to stay home with you instead of going out doing Archon's knows what. Then here you were nails embed into his back while your legs quacked under his touch from the pure over stimulation he was glazing along them. It probably wasn't that long but your mind seemed to magically gain time blindness over just this simple motion over and over. His eyes looked over your body again it was tailored for him, it could take this much in such a short time and it brought a feeling of pride along with lust that decided to keep you around. Deciding that he had his fun for the night he increased the pressure on your puffy nub as his fingers curled just a bit more to hit that special spot inside of instead of just brushing along it.

Sure he was going to let you finish now, but that doesn't mean the night was over.

Pantalone; Cock warming

All that could be heard was the sounds of papers shuffling as he reached over you occasionally humming as you stayed almost perfectly still, with that gentle unfazed smile that never left Pantalone's face looming over you. At first it felt weird you needed some type of friction not for your to just be sitting there with you underwear pushed to the side taking all of him in. I mean he was completely bottoming out of you but then again it felt nice after a little bit, besides you were promised a reward if you could stay still for just long enough for him to finish a few things. This was the best he could do to tend to your needs at this time well that was what he told you but that was far from the truth, it was just the feeing of you wrapped around him that brought pleasure to him. Along with the fact that it felt like he was just pleased feeling you have to occasionally move too readjust yourself with him to help. Your insides felt so warm, tender it honestly was relaxing pair that with the fact that it stimulating and brought extra anticipation to when he could ruin you, perhaps in the confines of his office?

He was already turned on, a few thrusts wouldn't hurt right?

Itto; Oral (giving)

As he's stated before Itto always wins all his food or more on point his snacks, though a full course meal was much more filling he adored a challenge and whenever you lost he was able to demand anything he wanted. That's how you ended up here with your legs draped over his shoulders as he lapped at your folds looking up to smile with his eyes over at your expression. It was the way you tasted it was amazing paired with how the moans that fell off your tongue rolled into his ears. Your juices pouring down his chin and onto your shared bed sheets being strained by your nails digging into them, the very slight twitching of your legs when he teased your clit. The pussy drunk look in his eyes as his tongue bullied his way deeper and deeper until he hit that spot making your insides clench in pleasure. It was a beautiful sight, after your hands went from the sheets to his horns in a matter of minutes making him gasp slightly, making him close his eyes as you pushed him into you. His hips brushing along the side of the bed in need of friction causing a groan to pour out the strain on his pants was unbearable at this point, but he knew that if he cut you off now and lost control he would only focus on his pleasure.

Besides it was rude to leave in the middle of dinner right?

Dliuc; Bondage

The feeling of rope grazing your skin was a new one though Dliuc pounding into you wasn't one at all, he seemed focused as he held you close to his chest his arm tucked around your waist holding you upright the small sounds that came every time after you two connected. The slight groans that escaped from him as he pulled on your restraints, it was a little fantasy of his that he finally got to fufill even if it took an ungodly amount of courage to bring to you. His normal blunt nature seemly have disappeared as he danced along the question. Then the blunt nature brought itself to your attention to you as he whispered into your ears, it wasn't degrading but it was still like he was shaming you for enjoying yourself even if it was his idea. The slight whispers you barley could make out like 'You're really enjoying this? maybe i should have brought this up to you earlier.' It wasn't just you being tied up that excited him well it was a huge part of it, but it was the amount of trust you were putting into him, you were tied up at his mercy barley being able to move. Yet you never seemed to second guess whatever he wanted from you, not even the possibility of rope burn (That he made sure he prevented), besides being a little sore from the ropes after you were completely safe.

It made his mind wander what other ways he could tie you up?

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-‘๑’-Note; To be contuined….,If you have any characters you want me to cover in my next post(Or any request for that matter) please lmk via question bar (Renamed Q&R), Comments or my Inbox

pt.2 right here

[in-search-of-a-fallen-star]

hit me with your best shot; koushi sugawara/reader

content warnings: smut, no pronouns used, afab genitalia briefly mentioned, a splash of daddy kink.

reader and Suga are hinted to be in an undefined/fwb situation; they have history together, written post Haikyuu timeskip so all characters are 20+

MINORS AND AGELESS BLOGS DNI

i, uh, learned some things about myself while writing this. enjoy <3

"Hey there beautiful, come here often?"

You hear the line as you see a familiar teasing smile and flicker of golden eyes, as a patron in a soft sweater vest slides into a seat at your bar.

"I see you at least once a week, Sugawara. That line isn't gonna work on me," you huff, throwing him a smile as you busy yourself wiping down glasses behind the counter.

"What can I say? Work drives me to drink," he drawls, propping his chin up on one hand and smiling at you under hooded eyes.

"I can think of a few young admirers who would be disappointed to hear their beloved Suga-sensei blame them for all the money he spends at the bar," you snipe back, hands steadily measuring out ingredients into the shaker tin before you.

You make a little show of mixing the drink, moving through practiced motions as you shake the cocktail and then strain it into a cut crystal glass with a flick of your wrist. You preen a little bit at the way his honey gold eyes track every movement you make, from the shaking the last drop out of the jigger to the way your sleeve rides up as you slide the glass across the counter, crisp cuff revealing a flash of the tender skin of your wrist for just a moment.

He catches the glass, taking a sip and catching your eyes over the rim. "How could I stay away when the drinks are this good?" he asks, resting the glass near the elbow of his folded arm.

"Oh please. You've been coming here since we were both in college and just learning how to pour."

"Maybe I keep coming back for your... service, then." He leans back on the barstool, one delicate hand coming up to flick open the buttons at his collar. You can't help the way your eyes are drawn to the motion, tracing the line of his throat as it's exposed by each flick of his fingertips.

"I'm working, Suga. You can't just say things like that," you hiss over the counter, hiding from his sly smile and the way it makes you feel too exposed in the dim lights of the bar.

He pouts, faking offense as he raises the glass to his lips for another drink. "I thought you liked the things I say to you," he says, smirking over the rim of the glass.

You roll your eyes. "You have the worst lines."

He lifts his index finger from the rim of the glass to point at you. "They worked on you, so I don't think you have room to judge."

"That is true," you heave an exasperated sigh. "What does that make me?"

"A person with good taste," he sniffs.

"In men, maybe. But not for pickup lines."

"Was that a compliment? I'm touched," he preens, pressing a hand over his heart.

"I said maybe. Jury's still out."

"There has to be something I can do to convince you," he purrs, leaning over the counter.

You make a show of considering your options. "Well, there is that thing you do with your-"

He gasps in mock offense. "Bartender, that's dirty. I thought you were working."

"Only for the next-" you check your watch, "eighteen minutes. After that, I'm at your service."

Once the bar is closed and locked, it's a brisk walk in the pre-dawn autumn chill to your apartment. Suga behaves himself until you rummage in your pockets for your keys, pressing up behind you with two large hands gripping your hips and his hot mouth tracing patterns up and down the column of your neck.

He huffs a laugh, and squeezes the fat of your hips when the puff of his breath on your neck makes you shiver and almost drop your keys. "Hurry up, beautiful. I wanna get inside," he whispers against your throat, teeth tugging gently at your earlobe.

You swat at one of his hands and finally get the door unlocked, pushing it open and pulling him inside, hopefully before the obaa-san next door hears anything.

"Easy, baby. I just wanted inside your apartment, it's cold out in the hallway."

You don't have to see him to know that he's wearing that impish smile; you can feel it pressed against your skin as he traces his lips over the corner of your jaw and up to capture your lips.

He's pivoted you perfectly so that your shoulders hit the wall just to the side of the switches that control the lights for the genkan. Suga runs his hands up and down your sides, landing back on your hips to pull yours against his own, grinding his growing hardness into the apex of your thighs.

You thread a hand into his silver hair and pull, just enough to separate him from your lips. A whine slips past his lips at the sensation, and it turns into a full blown moan as you sink your teeth into the side of his exposed throat.

It turns into a shuffle in the dark, the two of you shedding your shoes and leaving a trail of clothes in the dark as you try to stay within the reach of searching lips and grasping hands. You grab his hips and pivot at the last moment when you enter your bedroom, letting him bump the back of his knees against your bedframe.

You give him a gentle push, and follow his momentum down as he lands on your bed with a soft grunt. His teeth gleam in the dark as he grins up at you, tracing your curves with an appreciative hand. You straddle his waist and lean down to suck a trail of plum bruises across his pecs.

"So - ah- you're taking the lead tonight, then?" he asks, moaning as you graze your teeth across his pert nipple.

"Hmm," you trail your lips against his throat, making sure he can feel the vibrations. "No. But I wanted to make you work for it."

You see the curve of his smile in the moonlight, and then your view spins as he flips you on to your back, pinning your hands above your head.

"So cruel," he whines, panting against your lips. You crane your neck to kiss him, nipping at his bottom lip.

"You love it."

"Mhmm, I do." He laughs softly and gently bites your lip in response, before he shifts back. He reaches off the bed to fish something out of his pants pocket. "I was hoping you'd let me lead tonight. I'm gonna make you scream, beautiful."

He pauses for a moment, and squeezes your hand. "Remember the safe word?"

"Strawberry," you confirm, returning his squeeze.

Suga huffs a laugh. "Good. If you're ready, I'm going to blindfold you."

You raise your head so he can tie the blindfold over your eyes. It's soft; silken and cool over your eyes as he carefully fastens it behind your head. He grabs your wrists and gently presses them to the pillow behind your head.

"The one rule tonight is that you can't move," he says, tracing a finger along the line of your jaw to tilt your chin up, pressing a gentle kiss to the corner of your mouth. "If you do, I won't let you cum. Do you understand?"

"Yes, Koushi."

He clicks his tongue. "That's not what you should call me right now, is it?"

You swallow. "Yes, Daddy," you correct yourself.

He rewards you with another gentle kiss. "Very good. Now just lay back and let me make you cum."

You feel his lips trace gentle patterns down your throat, stopping to leave a mark on the fat of your tit as he makes his way to your nipple. Without prelude, he sucks one of your nipples in his mouth and begins rolling the other one between callused fingers. The double sensation startles a moan out of you, and you feel him smile around your breast.

His lips pop off your now stiff nipple, not before he grazes it gently with his teeth and blows against the spit-slick skin, the cool breeze sending a shiver rippling down your spine. He kisses his way over to your other nipple and repeats the process until both of your nipples are slick and stiff in the cool night air.

There's the sound of shifting skin against skin, and you feel him lowering himself down your body, leaving soft kisses in his wake. He skips over where you're wet and glistening like a summer peach, throbbing for his attention.

Instead, he kisses his way down the inside of your leg, pressing a kiss to the inside of each of your ankles as he guides your legs over his shoulders. He toys with the sensitive skin of your inner thighs, leaving biting kisses and tracing nonsensical patterns with the tip of a callused finger.

You can't help the whine that slips from your lips at his ministrations.

"What was that? I couldn't quite hear you," he says from between your thighs, laughing softly against your dripping pussy.

"Please, Kou-Daddy. Please touch me," you whine, trying to hold still.

"Well, since you asked so nicely," he drawls, and leans in to lick a broad stripe up your slit with the flat of his tongue.

Your back arches at the sensation, and he tuts under his breath, pulling back. "I'm sorry," you babble, pressing yourself into the bed. "I won't move, I promise."

"I believe you, you're always so good for me," he murmurs, leaning back in to stroke your clit with his tongue. He slides one hand along the inside of your thigh, teasing your hole with one finger before he slides it inside.

When you're fully shaking from the effort of trying to hold still, he adds another, curling them against the spongy spot inside you that makes you sob with pleasure. Combined with the gentle pressure of his lips sucking your clit into his mouth, you let out a wail as flames of ecstasy flicker up and down your nervous system.

"G-getting close, daddy," you hiccup, panting for breath.

"Good job, baby. I didn't even have to tell you to wait," he coos, pressing a wet kiss to the inside of your thigh. "I'll let you choose. Do you want to cum on my fingers, or on my cock?"

"Cock, please," you whine, and you can hear the smile in his voice.

"Whatever my baby wants," he says. He flips you over on to your stomach, pulling your ass up into the air. You can feel him lining himself up behind you, slicking himself in your juices that dripped down your thighs.

He teases you with the tip at first, shallow thrusts that just catch on the rim of your hole, playing with your clit the whole time. When sob escapes your throat, he coos behind you and finally slides home, his cock filling you.

You moan brokenly at the sensation, but manage to hold your hips from rutting back into the feeling. He strokes your flank and pulls out, thrusting back in deeply.

You can feel his composure start to slip; his moans start coming more and more frequently and his thrusts build in intensity. He reaches around to roll your clit between his fingers again, and you hear him whisper above you, "Cum for me, baby. Cum on daddy's cock."

You don't need further permission, you've been teetering on the edge of orgasm for a while now. It cascades over you, rolling like a thunderstorm with lightning bolts of pleasure dancing along your nerves.

He follows shortly after with a grunt, pressing himself inside you as you feel his cock jump and twitch with his own orgasm. He falls forward, pressing his chest against your back while he catches his breath, before sliding out of you and collapsing on the bed next to you.

The two of you lay in silence for a moment, the only sound in the room the faint chirping of birds as the sun slowly rises and your own heavy breathing.

Then your eyes meet, and the two of you dissolve into giggles.

"Daddy? Really?" you arch an eyebrow at him.

"What?" he asks defensively. "It's been a while since we used that one, and I didn't hear you complaining."

"You have a point," you concede. A yawn escapes your lips, bringing tears to the corners of your eyes for a moment as your jaw creaks.

"You're tired; I should go," he murmurs to himself, sitting up to start looking for his clothes.

"Don't be stupid, Kou," you sigh, throwing a sleepy arm over his waist. "You're welcome to stay. I'll only kick you out so that you can go brush your teeth, your toothbrush and toiletries are in the usual spot."

"Ah, thank you," he sighs, rubbing the back of your hand with his thumb.

"You might be able to even tempt me out of bed, if you cook breakfast," you mumble, face smushed into your pillow.

"I can do breakfast," he says, a soft smile creeping over his face as he watches the crease in your brow smooth out as you fall asleep.

[lit3rallyll0yd]

Whenever I see someones requests are open all of my ideas disseaper and my mind is all blank :/

Maybe bsd characters caught reader in a situation where it made them think reader is cheating but later understand it is just their fear and totally explainable situations with reader doesnt understand how different the situation can look like. Please be creative about them 😉 (Of course if you are comfortable with writing a concept like this and if you havent already) with chuuya, tecchou, jouno and whoever you want.

when they wonder if your cheating on them

chuuya, tecchou, jouno & dazai<3

warnings: lowercase writing, mention of sex in dazai's, dazai is kinda possesiver, ooc jouno!! unedited writing!!

F/N means friends name!!

a/n: REQUESTS ARE OPEN !!what kind of dazai love blog will i be if i DIDN'T write for dazai as well ☠ I'D BE A FRAUD!! AUAGAHHSA why does jouno's part make me cringe-

chuuya nakahara 🍷

"where we're you all night?"

the first question he asked you the moment you stepped foot into the apartment.

you didn't have time to take off your coat.

"out with the girls?"

you replied, tilting your head.

"i thought i told you.."

"if you did i wouldn't be asking, would i?"

"okay! okay- i'm sorry!-"

"you could have texted me!"

"i forgot to-"

"is that really all you got?"

"okay- what has gotten into you!!"

he paused.

you realized through out the week he's been on your tail. 'where have you been' 'how long are you going to be' 'who's going with you?' 'can i come?'

chuuya didn't even realize he was worrying so much about you.

"i was out for 2 hours!"

"then another 30mins!

"i just lost track of the time!"

"you told me two hours!"

"i know i did- but again, i lost track of time-"

"AGAIN you could've called!!"

his voiced raised slightly.

you stared at him, a annoyed look on your face.

"awh- what's with that look? why are you annoyed?"

"because i let you go out without pestering questions every minute when i get home! your not my parent, your my boyfriend!"

"are you sure about that?!" he cuts in...

"you know if anything we're to happen i would cal-" you pause...looking up at him slowly...

"what?"

chuuya realized what he said and rubs his face.

"awh- n-nothing!"

you cock an eyebrow..

"chuuya- what do you mean? something's wrong with you...you can talk to me, you know?"

"uhm..yeah."

he didn't sound confident at all.

you looked at his feet before letting out a loud sigh..

"is this because of F/N?"

F/N is your middle school friend. you two were like peas in a pod, nothing could separate..

well, maybe execpt for chuuya now him and you are dating.

F/N was so happy for you. finally you were able to snatch someone- someone rich and hot for that matter...but that's not all that you saw in chuuya- not at all.

he cared deeply for you, and he knows how much you and F/N are together...he sometimes feels...out of place.

like he's boyfriend...but also just a boyfriend.

chuuya stood in silence, looking anywhere but your eyes.

you knew you were correct, you didn't need his confirmanation.

you slowly made your way toward him...reaching your hands out to hold his.

"you don't have to worry about me and F/N, babe!" you laughed softly, kissing the back of his hands.

he slowly looked up at you, "i just...i don't want to lose you, okay?"

you smiled softly, kissing his lips as he gently cupped his cheeks.

your ginger-haired boyfriend immediatly melted into the kiss, holding your hands, finger interlocked.

moments later, you both parted. touching foreheads and smiling softly to one another.

"i promise..."

tecchou suehiro ⚔

he didn't have to even think to wonder.

however, here he is.

he doesn't really get upset with you, your his lover why would he get upset?

it was around 10pm at night, both him and you were comfy in your PJ's and sat on the couch of your living room.

you both were facing each other backs, his legs were dangling off the arm on the couch, and your back leaned against his own, your legs curled to your chest and phone close to your face.

your boyfriend kept over hearing your giggles from behind him. he tilts his head toward you and asked, "what's so funny, babe?"

you shook your head, covering your mouth.

"n-nothing!"

and soon after, you were giggling once again.

now, tecchou knew you. if something was so funny, you would 100% show him and laugh along with him, although he barely laughs...he still feels loved when you engage with him.

now, showing that you are not showing him what you are laughing at- he felt uneasy.

"but your laughing?"

"ihi swear- it's nothing! uhm- what movie do you want to watch?"

"i want to know what your laughing at?"

you sighed, "i'm serious, babe! it's just-"

"another person?"

you paused.

"what?"

it was quiet now.

"uhm. i'm sorry. i jumped to conclusions...i'm sorry."

you were silent as you nodded slowly, looking back at your phone and smiled softly.

you turned on your side and rested your head on his shoulder. holding your phone up.

"i was watching puppy videos!"

you pressed play on the youtube video, and the sigh of of puppies flashed on screen.

he chuckled to himself before feeling your hand on his thigh and you smiled up at him,

"i would never leave you babe, you know that?"

he didn't respond for a while, until a silent nod caused you to cuddled into his side.

he kissed your head, and apologized again.

"i love you!!" you sang, making duck lips. he laughed and kissed your lips, "i love you, too."

jouno saigiku 🌱

why would you do that?

do you have the guts to cheat on him?

you've shown how much you love him just by being loyal towards him. so when you didn't come back home until late at night, this is where his protective side comes around.

lucky you.

you entered your aparment as exactly 4: 53am. so it wasn't late- but early.

you had no idea if your boyfriend would be home because he mentioned something about having a really important mission as a hunting dog.

he also mentioned you shoudn't be out alone at night, after hearing about the ADA being terrorists and all that.

he just wants you to be safe.

as you locked the door and placed the keys on the dresser, you felt a figure stare you down in the dark.

you reacted quickly and flashed open your camera flashlight as was about to throw your umbrella until you noticed it was just...

"jouno?" you called out, noticing the figures looks.

there he was,, standing just feet away from you with his hunting dog gear on, however his hat was in his hands as his arms were crossed.

"you told me you would be home by 11..."

he could feel your heartbeat beat fast against your chest.

"i-i just lost track of the time-"

"it's 4am, Y/N."

no nicknames.

he's serious.

you knew he could read you like a book, there was no denying it.

"look- i was just out with F/N and their other friends!"

"and you went to the bar?"

he could smell the stench of alchoal on you.

"i had two shot glasses- barely any alchoal!"

"doesn't matter; you should have told them you were on a curfew!"

"are you serious right now?"

"you know i don't like it when you're out on your own this late in yokohama!"

"i'm not 5, jouno, i can look after myself. besides, i wasn't alone!"

"right, i'm sorry, you were at a bar with three other people who were just a drunk as the next guy?"

"it's not that big of a deal-"

"it is when your dead!"

"this isn't jsut about the ADA, is it?"

he paused/

"what do you mean?"

you didn't respond, he only felt you walk past him, his cape flowing with the wind you created.

"last time i was out late, i told you i was left alone with F/N's boyfriend. and then you kept asking me questions about "him". and this none question stood out to him, "what did he do to you when you and him were alone."

jouno stayed quiet, letting you speak.

"did you think i was cheating on you?"

it was silent. the only sound was the sound of your heartbeat and breathing.

"i'm just...worried about you."

you sighed and he felt you ove closer to him.

your hands touched his shoulder and you leaned up to kiss his forehead.

"i would never cheat on you..."

he's heard that before.

"i find that hard to believe when you come home hours later."

"it was just a one-time thing, hun...i just fell asleep a F/N's place after the others left an forgot to text you, thats all!"

he gave you a sincere look with his facial features, and kissed your lips.

"i'm sorry if i overreacted.."

you laughed, "don't worry about it...i should have told you...i love you~"

he smiled, "love you more~"

dazai osamu 🩹

it's not like he doesn't care-

he just knows you love and him and will never cheat on you.

would you?

when his suspicions about this becomes more larger, he now gets extra clingly with you.

holding you close while sleeping.

walking to work with you.

holding your hand when crossing streets.

asking where your going with your friends so he knows your location-

okay, wait- what?

see, to him that's normal.

but to you-

you noticed this far to quickly but never had the courage to ask him about it to him because it would flash you the brightest smile, gaslighting you that everything's okay.

he has a smal secret.

he kissed you passionally on the lips a couple days ago, and as you melted into it he opened his eyes and noticed your phone on the bed facing upwards.

he saw a new message by someone that goes by the name, "cody."

now that's a name he's never heard you speak about to him, and he's met all your friends.

he closed his eyes and pushed you back down on the bed.. yadayadayada...oh yay sex...ANYWAY.

days later, he started to get closer and clingly with you.

you couldn't find the time to ask him this question because he would always change the subject until he's ready tp speak to you about it.

it was a calm evening in your and dazai's apartment home.

both him and you ate dinner, took a shower together and now your both on your shared and wore comfy PJ's.

"are you going to pull another all-nighter?" you asked him as dazai leanes against the bedframe.

he shoke his head, "unless you are."

you hummed softly and leaned against his chest.

couple minutes of silence passed and you could just feel his heartbeat.

until...

he spoke..

"who's cody?"

you sat up and looked up at him, "what?"

he looked at you...

"is he another man?"

"dazai.."

he looked at you dead in the eye; "cody?"

"how do you know-"

"about cody?"

"thats not important...who is cody?"

"cody is..."

"another?"

"dazai, dont talk mad!"

dazai sat up

"dazai- that's my boss!"

he blinked...and relaxed..

"is he?"

"yes!" your eyes widened as you rubbed your face.

"oh?"

you laughed, "your serious, osamu?"

"look- you can't blame me!"

"yes i can, YOU LOOKED THROUGH MY PHONE AS WELL!!?"

"it was on the couch, come on!"

you just laughed, your anger just gone...well- a little bit of it.

dazai begged for you to znot be upset with him, and aplogized left and right.

until you finally forgave him by going on a date and buying anything you wanted

[eddysocs]

Smut Dialogue Prompts

You may mix and match these prompts with ones on the same or different prompt lists you find on my blog when making requests. Context for the prompt(s) is always welcomed and encouraged, but not required.

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"Your voice does things to me. I just thought you should know that."

"I know you're technically my instructor..."

"I dreamed of your legs wrapped around my waist."

"Don't act innocent when we both know where your mouth was two minutes ago."

"We should probably leave, before we start a scandal."

"My tongue still remembers the way you taste."

"I want to count every one of your freckles with my lips."

"I know I should ask why you're naked in my bed, but I just want to enjoy it for a moment."

"Maybe you could use that mouth for more than just talking nonsense."

"Your eyes are already saying yes, now I just need your mouth to tell me the same."

"You look so cute when you're all disheveled."

"Well, how do you like my outfit?" "You're hardly wearing anything."

"I’ve never seen you look at me like that before."

"Don’t deny me what’s mine."

"Let me take care of you, yeah? I'll do the work."

"My God, you're so fucking gorgeous like this."

"Can I- can I please touch myself?"

"Wanna see how you look when you come undone under me."

"I'll make you feel good, I promise. Just trust me."

"I wanna taste you on my lips again."

"Wanna feel you against me."

"Clothes on or clothes off?"

"Mmm, always so impatient for me, aren't you?"

"Do I turn you on that much?"

"I don't think I'm gonna last long if you keep doing that."

"Need I remind you on what happened last night?"

"Lift your hips up for me."

"You’re so hot when you're bossy."

"Tell me if it becomes too much, okay?" "Okay."

"Are we— are we really going to do this here?"

"Eyes on me at all times, sweetheart."

"I want you in the most sinful ways possible."

"You like messing with my head, don't you?" "Only because it clearly turns you on."

"You'd sound so good begging for it."

"Getting you naked was just the first part of my plan for the night."

"You're wearing way too many clothes for what I have in mind."

"There's just something so extremely irresistible about a uniform..."

"You should keep the boots on."

"Maybe I should wake you up like this more often."

"We still have a few minutes left. You think you can manage?"

"Tell me if the collar is too tight."

"You’re such a good girl."

"We’re in the middle of a restaurant, what are you doing?"

"I’m trying to drive here."

"I love the way you touch me."

"Are you saying this doesn’t turn you on?"

"You know you want it."

"I’m not sure you could handle me."

"Please, I need you. Now."

"I like it when you say my name like that."

"I’m going to be late because you can’t keep it in your pants."

"Shut up and take your pants off."

"Don’t stop. Whatever you do, please don’t stop."

"I’m not hurting you, am I?"

"This can be our little secret."

"On your knees."

"I’ve thought about it before. You know, being with you like this."

"You look so good with your head between my legs."

"What would people say if they knew you were such a slut for me?"

"Let me worship you the way you deserve."

"It’s been such a long time."

"Turn around. I want to try something."

"Try not to ruin your manicure when you dig those nails into my back."

"Are you sure there’s enough room to do this in a hospital bed?"

"You don’t have anything on under that, do you?"

"Take me to bed or lose me forever."

"Keep this up and I’ll become a sex addict."

"You’ve been playing hard to get all night."

"I love it when you dress up for me."

"I love that the sexiest woman I’ve ever met is also my best friend."

"You don’t just belong in my bed, you belong on magazine covers."

"You make sex a religious experience."

"I thought we agreed to share her."

"I’m afraid I can no longer remain professional."

"I think I’ve made my intentions clear."

"I shouldn’t allow myself to get so close to you."

"I thought maybe we could do a little more than kissing this time."

"Oh my god, you’re naked." "Look all you like. I don’t mind."

"Mmm, good morning to you too."

"I want you." "Then have me."

"You’re not taking me to bed. Ever." "Who said it had to be a bed?"

"Would you reconsider if I were sober?"

"I'm not wearing any panties."

"Can’t I at least take my shoes off before you pounce on me?"

"I’m the one in charge here, silly girl."

"Be a good girl for mommy."

"And here I was, thinking that you were so innocent."

"Are you going to keep staring at my ass or…?"

"I want my first time to be with you."

"I can’t believe I did this again."

"Come sit on my lap, baby."

"Oh I'm sorry, did I pull too hard on the leash? What a shame."

"You enjoy being praised, don’t you?"

"Why don’t you bare that pretty neck for me?"

"I want to hike up your skirt and take you right here."

"Do you think they can hear us through the tent?" "Yes we can."

"I was wondering how long you two were going to make out like that before you realize you weren’t alone."

"You could be wearing a trash bag and I’d still want you."

"Oh my god. Did we just break the bed?"

"Throw your morals out the window, just for tonight."

[arminsumi]

I love your blog sm<3

convincing armin to stay in bed by teasing him with kisses and risky touches before he finally flips you over

And i love u! 💕🥺ty darlin hope u enjoy

"Don't tease me."

Oneshot | MDNI | Armin | ♪

⚠️Cws; fluffy but mostly spicy SMUT, not proofread yet bc proofreading my own smut is embarrassing lmao

Notes; AFAB!gn!reader, college au

⚠️💦Smut cws; pn 'baby', teasing, lowkey thigh riding, lowkey daddy kink, 🐶position, unprotected sex, cumshot, multiple orgasms, a singular and very gentle spank your honor

"Just a little nap, c'mon!" You plead with him. He gives in really quickly when he sees you sitting pretty on his bed like that. "Okay, okay, but only for thirty minutes. Then I've got to study." Armin said firmly.

His self-restraint is insane. He really does mean 'only thirty minutes'; after the time's up, he sits up and is just about to get off the bed when you grab his arm and whine to him. "That was so short! C'mon, just a little longer?"

"Mm-mm." he hums negatively. You give him those pleading eyes, and then he gives in again. "Okay, okay. Five more minutes. Ah, don't you give me those eyes, baby." he sighs with his whole chest.

You look too sweet for him to refuse. He agrees to thirty more minutes.

He indulges in your needy kisses, keeping his eyes closed serenely. His lips are unbelievably soft, and they always get hot and wet when you kiss him so needily, he loves it.

Armin can tell how frustrated you are by how tightly you press your body against his. You draw patterns on his shirt, feeling over the dips and curves of his abdomen.

Armin doesn't tolerate teasing, so the second he feels your fingertips sneak underneath the hem of his shirt, he calls you out immediately.

"Hey, don't tease." He warns playfully.

You stop your movements, pouting into his neck. He hears you mutter a small 'sorry, daddy' against his skin. It drives him wild but he doesn't show it.

After a few minutes of innocent snuggling, you wrap your leg over his leg, and press tight against him. You think you can get away with rocking your hips against his thigh by playing it off as readjusting your position.

Nothing slips past Armin, though. He catches onto your plans immediately.

"Nuh-uh, what did I just tell you? Behave, baby." He furrows his brows at you. Damn, boy is hot even when he's serious.

"I'm not doing anything..." You murmur, fiddling with the hem of his shirt, lifting it up slightly to expose his hips, and that subtle happy trail that lead past the waistband of his sweatpants.

The light touches are giving him wild fantasies, but he resists them. He's got to study, he keeps telling himself that. And 'quickie' doesn't exist in his vocabulary.

"You keep teasing me like that and let's see where it gets you." He warns.

All his other warnings have a playful tone, but this one doesn't; it's like the final warning, telling you that he's gonna reach breaking point. His cock is already straining against his sweatpants, but he positions his legs to try and hide it from you.

Of course, you don't stop teasing him, and let your hands glide under his waistband. You can hear his breath hitch, and a sharp swallow.

He calls your name as a final final warning.

When you feel over his stiff cock, he lets out a sigh and gives in. There's no way he can restrain himself when you do that.

"You're so fucking needy, baby. If you wanna touch it so badly, go ahead; make me feel good and I'll make you feel good." He says in a low voice to you.

He frees his cock and guides your hand, letting you wrap your fist around it. He's dripping so much precum that you giggle about it.

You tease him even worse and give him agonizingly slow strokes.

"Faster." He demands. He even pleads at some point. But you're playing stubborn, so he decides to take matters into his own hands.

He pulls your hand off and in a moment flips you over onto your tummy as if you weigh nothing. You forget how strong he is until times like these.

"You know I hate teasing." He growls into your ear, pressing his hips flush against your ass. You can feel him throb. "I'm sorry." You respond cheekily. He rolls his eyes and plants a gentle smack to your ass, then wrings your pants and panties off.

It doesn't take long before he's pressing deep inside you. He has to smile to himself when he hears you moan. "You're real sensitive today, huh? Lemme help you out." he says, and his hand dips between your thighs so he can play with your clit.

Armin doesn't hold back or let up; he gives you those mind-bouncing deep strokes and makes you gush like a damn fountain. He'd never embarrass you and tell you that you're creaming all over him, but the sight makes him groan.

If only you could see how his chest heaves while he takes you from behind. His bangs stick to his sweaty forehead. His eyes are darkened with lust. He almost looks feral, and it feels like it to with the tempo of his animalistic thrusts.

"So pretty like this, baby, 'wish you could see the view." He smirks. You're barely able to form a sentence, hell you can barely hold tight on the bedframe with how he's fucking you.

Pretty soon that bedframe is knocking hard against the wall with each harsh thrust. Armin doesn't let you get off the hook easy, he makes you finish on him over and over until you're a total mess. But he thinks you're pretty even when you're babbling obscenities and moaning daddy.

He always pulls out and announces in your ear that he's gonna cum for you. It smells like sex. You feel him making a creamy mess with his cum all over your pussy. It spills on the bed, drips down your thighs, like, sex is really really messy with Armin.

Maybe two hours later, that's when his stamina runs out, and he collapses. He's made an absolute sweaty panting mess out of the both of you.

"Such a damn tease. I love you."

[if-lost-please-return-to-maliksi]

....Maliksi turned into a what?!

Disclaimer: I do not own Maliksi and Makisig - Full Credit goes to HC - @ask-emilz-de-philz. Please check out their blog for amazing art and the wonderful world of Planet Puto..

A/N: I heard u guys need a way to cope? Coz same. Don't take this fic seriously kasi crackfic nga diba? HAHAHA ((Also, I might not be able to post angst sa mga susunod na araw coz...aym missing my bibilohoneybunch, pag nakita nyo sya, ples paki soli ako sakanya.

Genre: Fluff/Crackfic

You sat on your bed, arms crossed on your chest before violently wiping hot angry tears on your eyes.

That damned Maliksi.

You grumbled underneath your breath as you let out a heavy sigh- he's not always like that and you knew it but that doesn't change the fact that he just somehow says all the wrong things, using the wrong tone, during the worst times.

He's been on an extra sour mood lately that he can't get past 5 minutes without starting fights with the other binibinis. And today, while trying to get him to calm down, he snapped at you- using words you definitely hated to hear and without saying anything, you just left him and went straight to your room in order to prevent the situation from getting worse.

"Y/n!" One of Makisig's ladies came running towards your room, yelling for you as she held into the doorframe to try to catch her breath.

"Hey, what happened?"

"Maki was away and Maliksi he-"

You quickly got into your feet, unconsciously running towards the living room, worried to the core.

"Noooo! You're not Kuya Maki! Maliksi only wants Kuya Makiiii-""

You can hear the high pitched cries of a child from right across the room, you also didn't miss his light sobs and sniffles. You quickly stopped dead on your tracks, giving one of Makisig's ladies a baffled look.

"T-that's Maliksi? He turned into a child?"

"Yes, we already called Makisig and apparently this really happens to tamawos every 10 years- they regress to their most vulnerable state. That also explains why he's been extra mean recently."

"When will Makisig be coming home?"

"Tomorrow. We tried everything to make him stop crying but he just cries harder whenever we try to touch him."

"And what makes you think he'll be okay with me? We just had an argument earl-"

As soon as the now child Maliksi heard your voice, he instantly stopped crying while he tried to use his little hands to wipe his tears and snotty chubby face using his shirt.

Everyone looked in awe as the little Maliksi tried clinging into the couch to guide himself to take small steps towards the direction of your voice.

"Maliksi?" you softly said as you met him halfway, crouching down to his level. He didn't speak but he tried clinging into your legs, nuzzling his face into the fabric of your dress.

You gently picked him up, cradling him to your chest as you wipe his tears. "C'mon, stop crying little guy." The little Maliksi nodded before nuzzling his face into your chest. You let out a soft sigh as you ran your fingers along his soft hair.

"I'll be taking care of him at the mean time."

Everyone else nodded, still in awe on how you managed to make the now toddler Maliksi calm down effortlessly. You sat down on the couch with him in your arms as the other ladies started to go to their respective rooms.

"You're adorable like this." you softly chuckled before giving him a small peck on his chubby cheek.

"Y/n...Maliksi ish cool, not adwo...adwbl.."

"Adorable."

The moment you corrected him, you can see red slowly creeping into the entirety of his face as he tried to hide into the crook of your neck.

"Sowee, Y/n" he whispered, his words a little muffled from his face still being smooshed into you.

"Hm?"

"Sowee for yelling earlier..." He slowly looks up at you with big eyes, fat tears threatening to fall.

"Now that's an unfair way of apologizing, how can I say no to that?" You softly giggled before kissing the top of his head and tickling him- the living room being filled with his tiny laughter.

You spent some time playing with the tiny Maliksi and giving him snacks- making sure to be mindful of his sugar intake so he doesn't go into sugar rush.

"Y/n, I... so eeepy-" he softly said while rubbing his eyes, he must be tired after all that playtime. You gently lifted him in your arms to carry him into your room.

Tucking him under the sheets and softly humming a lullaby, it didn't took long before the tiny Maliksi is sleeping soundly. You gently kissed the top of his head before slowly closing your eyes and drifting into slumber.

Hours passed and a feeling a slight shift on the bed slowly woke you up. The next thing you knew, you were being cuddled into Maliksi's chest- the normal, adult Maliksi.

"Maliksi?" you asked while still half asleep, not bothering to open your eyes just yet.

"Hm? You can go back to sleep, Y/n." Maliksi whispered as he wraps his arms around you gently before giving you a quick kiss on the lips. You smiled and nuzzled back into his chest before falling asleep once again.

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Art by: @ask-emilz-de-philz that's their OC, Maliksi the Tamawo. Please support them <3

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Choreo

Pairing- Seonghwa x Named Reader

Word count- 2k

Includes- Seonghwa chair dance and outfit🔥🥵, chair sex, cock riding, dirty talk, multiple orgasms, fluff

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J POV

"Holy shit", I whisper as I watch Seonghwa dance the choreo from a monitor backstage

Some piece not fabric is in his mouth as he drops to his knees and I gaped, so turned on

"Oh my fucking god", Binna gasps next to me, "Seonghwa is fucking hot"

I just nod, having no words to say

The outfit the stylists put him in is insane

Tight black leather pants, short leather jacket and just...I don't know...a ripped up shirt, his body exposed

I had such a hard time doing his makeup when he sat down in the chair with that fucking outfit on

I had less than two minutes to darken his eyeshadow before he had to go back on stage and my hand was shaking the whole time

And he was just smirking at me

But watching this, I doubt anyone is looking at his makeup

Everything on the stage changes quickly and suddenly Seonghwa is in a chair, dancing on it while he sits

My mouth drops as he does some kind of slow hip thrust, then another quick one right after before standing up

My brain is malfunctioning as I watch this and I just hope some ATINY gif-ed this moment so I can see it again and again

As it is it's burned in my brain but I think I need it on video too

My panties are uncomfortably wet and it's so frustrating because I don't think I'm going to see him tonight

We just have casual sex together

It started months ago when we were in the dressing room alone together and he just kissed me

I knew it didn't mean anything to him, it's just sex

I don't even know if he's sleeping with other women but I wouldn't be surprised if he is

He's Park fucking Seonghwa for Christ sakes

Any girl here will drop their panties for a quickie with him

And I don't want to know if he sleeps with anyone else

I don't need to know

I know he'll never feel for me like I do for him and right now, I'm not willing to give up sex with him

I'll take what I can get and not complain

I hurry to get Seonghwa's make up ready

He's coming off the stage now and has some time as now the guys are doing their subunit songs

Hongjoong and Seonghwa are performing later on

But he still needs to change and get everything touched up

Seonghwa comes in, walking straight to me

He takes the makeup out of my hands and tosses it on the table

He grabs my hand, then pulls me with him, leading me away from backstage

I'm so confused and I just follow him, wondering where the fuck we're going

We're in the middle of a concert

He pulls me into a dressing room, flicking the light on, slamming the door closed, locking it

He wordlessly turns to me, his mouth crashing against mine

Fire races through my cells from his kiss, his hands pulling down my sweatpants and panties

"Off", he says between kisses, shrugging out of his jacket as I step out of my bottom clothes

His warm hands slide under my shirt, pushing it up

Breaking the kiss, he pulls it over my head, drops it to the floor then gets my bra off, his shirt following

Taking my hand again, he leads me to a chair in the room, which he sits on

"Ride my cock", he asks, looking at me with lust

"Uh what?"

"I know you were watching the choreo backstage. I know you saw the whole chair dance with the hip thrusts", he says, undoing his pants, "The whole time I was doing that all I could think about was you on my cock. Bouncing hard, thrusting into you, your pussy creaming my dick, coming on me. And I want it now"

With that he pulls his pants and boxers down, his hard cock standing straight up, cum leaking from his slit

I can't help myself, I immediately climb in his lap, sinking down on his cock right away

We both moan at the contact, his thick length forcing me open around him as my pussy sucks him inside

"Oh fuck, yes", he cries, "Yes"

I move my hips in a circle as he bottoms out, grinding on him, getting his head right against my spot

He grips my hips hard, slouching down in the chair, sitting half off, half on it

"Bounce jagi", he whimpers

I lean on his shoulders, sliding up his cock all the way to his head then drop down, taking all of him in one shot

"Oh god, yes", he groans as I move faster, bouncing hard and fast on his perfect cock

Pleasure explodes in my body as I ride him, moaning like a slut

"Fuck, you're so wet for me", he pants, his eyes roaming my body, "Did my dancing make you this horny?"

"Yes", I confirm, grinding on him as I take him in, his head rubbing my spot, my cunt clenching him repeatedly

My god, it feels so fucking good

"Mm baby you don't know how horny that part of the choreo gets me. Every time I had to practice it all I thought about was you, on my cock, just like this"

"Me?", I ask in shock

"Yeah you. You're tiny cunt crushing my cock, you're sexy body on display for me, your gorgeous face in pleasure because of me, you're pretty moans that are all for me. Fuck", he groans, "I normally daydream about you but this choreo amped up the day dreaming"

Did he just say he daydreams about me?

Is he serious?

Or is it just sex talk?

"I just fucking want you all the time", he murmurs, "Wanna see you impaled on my cock just like this, see these pretty tits bounce in my face. Watch this pussy cream my cock just like you're doing now"

I know I am, I can feel how utterly soaked I am, drenching his lap as well as his dick

"Wanna kiss you all the fucking time, want to be around you, want to have you in my arms", he whimpers, "I just want you"

I meet his gaze, saying, "You have me Hwa. Anytime"

He bites his lip nodding, "You have me jagi. Always"

I smile, even though I know it's just something he's saying right now

Once he cums, it'll be back to normal

His hands rub up my back, travelling to my boobs, squeezing softly, his thumbs rubbing my nipples sending pleasure straight to my pussy

"Mm yeah fuck, get tighter baby. Fuck", he begs

I oblige, clenching his cock as I fuck him, his breath hitching

"God, you're so fucking pretty for me, riding my cock like you belong on it"

"Mmm hmm Hwa", I whimper, his cock bringing me closer and closer

He's so fucking big, filling me to the brim with no room to spare, spreading me open so fucking wide

So pleasurably

I lean my forehead against his, pumping his cock in and out of me, wanting to cum all over him

"Kiss me", he asks and I press my lips against his

He kisses me eagerly, hungrily, his tongue against mine, his fingers tangling in my hair

As I come down his cock again, he thrusts up, going in so much deeper and I'm thrown head first into a mind shattering orgasm

"Seonghwa", I moan in his mouth, moving my arms around his neck, my fingers buried in his curly hair, pleasure wracking my body

"Yes baby", he murmurs between kisses, "Cream my cock just like that baby. Fuck yes"

As I finish, his hands slide down to my hips, his hips slowly roll up, meeting my bounces, plunging so deeply inside my pussy

We break the kiss, both of us moaning loudly as the pleasure increases

His hips keep moving, slowly rolling, thrusting into my cunt as I come down his length, just like in the choreo

We move together like that, clinging onto each other, our sweat mixing, our moans loud

The utter wet sound of his cock sinking into my cunt again and again is so pretty, a sound both Seonghwa and I love

As of on cue he moans, "Mm do you hear how loud this pussy is for me?"

I nod, his eyes moving down, watching where we meet

"Fuck, I wish you could see how perfect your cunt looks around my cock. Like you belong wrapped around me"

In this moment, I wish I could see it too

"Do you feel how hard I am for you?", he asks, rolling his hips up, his head rubbing my spot, stars blasting in my vision, "Do you?"

"Yes", I whine, shivers running up my spine

"Only get this hard for you", he murmurs, shocking me again, "I've never fit inside someone as perfectly ask I fit inside you. You feel it don't you? Like I was made for you. Like we were made for each other?"

I nod, the pleasure reaching a fever pitch

A few more thrusts and I'm coming

"Cum for me jagi and I'll fill your pretty little pussy"

"Fuck, Seonghwa!", I cry as he buries his cock deep inside me, pure ecstacy slamming into me, my body shaking on top of him, pussy throbbing around his fat cock

"Yes jagi, oh fuck", he cries, holding me down on him, his warm cum spilling into me, "Yes Joanne, fuck baby. Yes"

His cum fills me right up, feeling so satisfying

I lean my forehead against his as his body shakes slow down

We both breath hard as the pleasure leaves us

I press a kiss to his forehead then I climb off him, his cum leaking down my legs

There's no tissues her and I can't do anything about it right now

So I just get to my clothes, pulling my underwear on

I hear him moving as we both get our clothes back on

I feel him behind me, his fingers holding mine and turning me to him

I look up at him as he presses a soft kiss to my lips

"Can I come over after the concert?", he asks

I blink in surprise

"Uh really?", I ask

I assumed since he got sex he'd be good for awhile

At least when it comes to me

He nods, "I just want to be with you"

My mouth drops, confusion taking over, "What? Why?"

"What do you mean why?"

"I uh...I mean why do you want to be with me? You just had sex with me. Why not another girl you sleep with?"

Shock enters his face and I wonder what I said that was wrong

"I don't sleep with other girls Joanne"

He doesn't?

I am so fucking confused

"You don't?"

"No! Of course not!", he exclaims

Of course not?

How the hell am I suppose to know that?

"I know we never made anything official and I have the fuck boy image but I don't sleep around. I have sex with one person. You"

"Oh", I say stupidly

"Jo, look...I don't know what you were thinking about me but I'm not a player. I don't have multiple women I sleep with. In fact you are the second person I ever slept with"

Only second?

"The first was with my high school girlfriend"

He's only had one girlfriend?

It's kinda blowing my mind

"And I didn't feel for her what I feel for you"

My heart beats harder as I raise my gaze to him, "How you feel?"

He nods, "I love you"

What?

How?

When?

What?

"I'm completely in love with you Joanne. That's why I want to be around you all the time. That's why I think about you all the time. Everything I said during sex is the truth", he confesses, "I just didn't think you'd think I was sleeping with other girls"

"I just...you and me...it doesn't make sense", I blurt, "You're everything, a popular idol who can get anyone you want. Why would you want me of all people? I'm a nobody"

"You're not a nobody to me", he says softly

"I...I'm sorry I thought badly about you", I apologize

He smiles softly, "It's ok. It comes with the image. But now you know it's not true"

I nod, "Oh and by the way, I'm completely in love with you too"

An even bigger smile bursts on his face and it is fucking gorgeous

"Yeah?", he ask shyly

I nod, "Yeah. Like a stupid amount"

He laughs, "I know what you mean"

I guess he does

Which blows my mind

"So we can be together?", he asks shyly

"Of course. I want you Hwa. You're the only one I want"

He smiles, coming closer, leaning his forehead in mine, "You're the only one I want Jo"

"Good", I tell him, moving my arms around his neck, "And yes, you can come over after the concert. Tonight and every night"

"Perfect", he whispers, his lips pressing against mine in a soft kiss full of love

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Can You Feel It? Pairing: Ex!Billy Hargrove x You x Unimportant Jock Event: A Very @corroded-hellfire Valentine's Day Summary: Billy fucked around. Now he's gonna find out. Contains: Heartbreak, spite, sex, Billy Hargrove Is His Own Warning. Song: You Oughta Know by Alanis Morissette Words: 1.4k

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And every time I scratch my nails down someone else's back I hope you feel it Well, can you feel it?

You hate Billy Fucking Hargrove.

You hate his stupid hair and his dumb earring and his loud-ass car and you especially hate the fact that you found him with some skank's tongue down his throat at Tommy Hagan's party last weekend, just hours after he told you that he loved you.

You didn't make a scene. You didn't key his car or slash his tires or even let him know you'd decided to come after all.

You just went home and cried.

You cried until you got angry.

It boiled over Monday morning in the Hawkins High parking lot. You were separated by staff who threatened to call your parents and told you both to stay far away from each other. You were happy to comply. He was as good as dead to you.

For a few days.

The following Thursday in the cafeteria, when he winked at you while that slut sat in his lap, you rose up out of your chair to go murder them both... when Ashley M. stepped into your path and caught you off-guard by shoving a flyer in your hand.

You read it - keg party, this weekend, no parents - and a new plan began to form in your jilted brain.

You went all out. Teased your hair. Applied make-up that would make Cyndi Lauper proud. Wore that top that makes your tits look phenomenal and a tiny skirt that your parents didn't know you owned and the painful shoes that Billy called "Fuck-Me Heels."

Boys were drooling the minute you casually strolled into Ashley M's front door half an hour late.

You located him in seconds. He sat on the kitchen counter, staring. You'll give him something to fucking stare at.

You looked to the right and made eye contact with the first idiot who'd crowded around you, vying for your attention. According to his letterman jacket, his name was Spencer. He'd do.

It was almost too easy. One dazzling smile and a dance with a little too much touching, and he was practically dragging you down the hallway. Easy, Sparky, don't forget who's running this show.

He tries two doors before finding an empty room. A bathroom. Good enough.

He closes the door and locks it and shoves you against the back of it and tries to worm his tongue down your throat. No technique. Not at all like Billy.

Right. Billy. That's why you're here. You palm Sparky's comically small package with one hand and subtly reach behind you to unlock the door with the other. You push the meathead away, approach the sink on the opposite side of the room, and hop on. It faces the door. Perfect. You want to see the look on his face when he inevitably storms in and throws a fit.

Sparky sheds his jacket - stopping to hang it carefully on a towel hook, lest his precious jock gear get a wrinkle in it - and stands between your knees. He leans forward and begins to maul your neck. His hands find your tits and grab at them like it's his very first time. You distract him by peeling his shirt off, "accidentally" tangling it around his head to stall him. When he gets free and tries to resume his frantic fondling, you move his hands to your ass and watch the door boredly.

"You're so hot," Sparky moans, squeezing your ass with both hands. You roll your eyes. Hurry up, Hargrove.

You wait patiently until the bathroom door crashes open. It sends a jolt through your entire body, like you've been struck by lightning. Billy Hargrove stands in the doorway, eyes blazing and shoulders squared. The doorknob left a dent in the wall behind it. What did he do, kick it open? It wasn't locked, you fucking moron.

Sparky turns around at the sound. "Hey man, you mind? We're kinda busy here."

You grab Sparky by his bare shoulders and jerk him back to you. His face collides with the side of your neck, and he resumes his disgusting slurping like Billy isn't standing just a few feet away, ready to kill him. You stare coldly at the asshole in the doorway while you scratch your nails down Sparky's back. A move that was guaranteed to make Billy go feral, every fucking time.

Can you feel that, Hargrove?

"Ow! Shit!"

Sparky backs away from you and your claws, and Billy steps forward to catch him. Billy grabs him by the scruff of the neck and hauls him into the hallway, bouncing his face off the wall a few times before shoving him to the floor.

Now it's your turn.

Billy steps over Sparky's body and into the bathroom, slamming the door behind him. He locks it, and before you can marvel at the fact that the lock mechanism still works, he's on you. Hand on your throat. Your head smacks against with the mirror behind you.

"What the fuck was that?"

"What's it to you? You don't want me anymore, remember?"

Fire blazes in his eyes, and his grip tightens.

You stare calmly into his furious face.

Why the fuck did you miss him? He made you mad almost every day. You fought all the time. He was moody, and difficult, and snarky, and let's not forget the fact that he's a liar and a cheater and an all-around dickhead who broke your fucking heart.

You'd give anything for him to love you the way you love him.

In the blink of an eye, Billy's hand moves from your throat to the back of your neck, and his mouth is on yours. Your brain quiets, and your body buzzes, and being close to him is the only thing that matters.

His massive hands drift down to your breasts, squeezing with just the right amount of pressure. You moan into his mouth, and his hands keep traveling south. You open your legs for him, and he doesn't waste any time slipping under your skirt and past your barely-there panties and dipping a finger into your center.

Feeling how wet you are brings him back to the reality of the situation. He extracts his hand, wipes it on your thigh, and glares.

"That douchebag get you this worked up?"

"That limp-dicked dumbass couldn't work a calculator."

Billy snorts, and you smile. God, you missed this.

"Who'd you wear those Fuck Me Heels for, then?"

"Who do you think, asshole?"

He smirks in a way that makes you want to smack it off his face. Instead, you hook your leg around him and pull him closer. Billy grabs your ass and jerks you to the edge of the counter, so you can feel his stiff member pressing into your heat. You need him so fucking bad.

His assault on your mouth begins again, and you wrap your arms around him and cling to his back. He rocks into you, and the friction from his jeans is almost enough to finish you off.

"Billy," you breathe. "Need you."

"I should make you beg," he taunts, slowly dragging the double-stitched denim of his fly upward and surprising you with a sudden jerk of his hips. You claw at his jacket and puff out a breath of air. You're not fucking begging. You try to grind your hips against him, but he reaches down to hold them still. You respond by lurching forward and biting his neck.

Billy responds with a slap to your ass. He pulls back, and you glare up at him, chest heaving. You're not fucking begging.

"Fuck it," he grumbles, reaching for his belt buckle. He unbuckles unzips, and slams into you in seconds.

Fuck, you missed this.

Billy begins to thrust hard and fast, eyes on yours. When you begin to approach your peak, you close your eyes and lean your head back. He grabs your jaw and makes you look at him. He wants to watch it happen. He needs to see what he does to you.

You come together, with grunts and moans, collapsing against each other in a panting heap. You fall back against the mirror, and he leans with you. His head rests on your shoulder. Breathing ragged. Bones weak. Brains foggy. Nobody makes you fall apart like he does.

"I love you," is what you want to tell him.

"I know," is probably what he would say before he smirked his dumb little smirk and zipped up those tight jeans that fit him just right and left your stupid ass in a puddle of your own tears again.

You wish you could hate Billy Fucking Hargrove.

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"Come, sit. Don't be shy."

That was all he had said a few minutes ago and now you were sitting on Patrick's lap wearing nothing but your pretty little socks as he puffed on his cigar; the sharp scent of the snuff hit your nose but only encouraged you to press closer to his massive body.

Playfully, Bateman nipped at your neck between blowing out the smoke rings, your coy mewling amusing him and causing his already hard cock to jerk in his pants.

"Mmhhm, I love your cute little cheeks, sweetheart," he murmured in a raspy voice, tracing a finger across your lips. "Will you show me what that pretty mouth is capable of?"

With a stifled gasp, you looked into his brown eyes, literally drowning in their darkness. "If Daddy wants me to."

Patrick grinned almost at once, humming contentedly as you took his long fingers into your mouth.

"You're not acting like an innocent girl," he pursed his lips around the cigar as he watched you suck on his fingers with naughty noises. "If you don't stop making that sound, I'm gonna ruin that succulent pussy, and believe me... I won't even care that you've never had sex before!"

"But, Daddy…Aw!" You cried out from the hard spanking on your butt whilst his wet digits slid down your throat.

"Now, get on your knees, right here," as you started to move, he pointed to the spot next to him on the couch, so you just did what he wanted. "Such an obedient girl."

With that, Bateman puffed on his cigar before putting it in the ashtray and then slowly unbuckled his belt. A low growl of satisfaction erupted from his broad chest as he finally released his large, engorged dick and gave it a few short strokes.

"See what you do to me, babygirl?" Patrick chuckled as he noticed the way you looked at his beefy girth.

"Yes, D-Daddy," you hiccupped as Bateman gripped your chin not so gently. "It's so big, I… I don't know if I can take it."

"Then try."

His velvety voice was like a sweet nougat, enticing you to give his swollen tip several shy licks, collecting small drops of his sticky pre-cum.

"Fuck…" Patrick tilted his head on the back of his white couch, his eyes now closed as your wet, warm mouth covered his blushing tip. "Yeah, just like that, baby."

Panting, you did your best to take him as deep as you could, your throat starting to hurt as he pushed his hips towards your face and his big palm held your head in one place.

"Mmmh!" You whimpered around his hot flesh, the shimmering tears already forming in the corners of your eyes.

Your high-pitched wails only spurred him on to increase the pace of his thrusts, his large hand pinning you down on his thick cock so that you literally choked on it.

"Aww…is this too much for you already?" Bateman mocked you before easing his grip and giving you a moment of rest. "And what if Daddy decided to touch you there?"

Frowning, you jolted from the surging sensation in your lower abdomen as his skillful fingers sneaked between your bent legs, now attacking your moist slit, sweeping over your sensitive bud with long, steady strokes.

"A-ahh…"

"You like that?"

"Y-yes, yes, please-mmmhm…" You moaned into his mouth as he kissed you deeply, devouring your tongue greedily.

"I wonder what you would say when I fuck you for the first time?" Patrick smirked and squeezed your jaw without stopping to rub your blushing clit. "Mmm, I can't wait to know what it feels like to be inside you, honey. But for now, keep that sweet little mouth open for me."

Shaking like a leaf, you let him use your face however he wanted, and he wanted it rough. No matter how much you drooled and gagged around his meaty dick, Bateman would never stop giving and receiving pleasure, even if you begged him a million times, because he was savage in the way he was.

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"Do you want me to tutor you after school?" this was the first time Seunghan has ever talked to you. Actually, his first time talking to anyone in the class. He's always so quiet focused on his book. You were pretty surprised but you really need tutoring for math so of course you said yes with a little smile.

When you were about to leave the class you turned around at seunghan just to find out he's already looking at you. "So weird? What's going on?" you were thinking. All your friends teasing you about him all day saying he's crushing on you but you just thought they're being childish.

Around 8pm you finally packed your books and visited Seunghan's dorm. He opened the door wearing black tight shirt and grey sweatpants. After seeing him in uniform the entire time, this was something new. You liked the view and you couldn't deny it. Looking at him in awe, standing in the door in silence.

"Are you coming in or?" he asked quietly. You rushed inside looking around. His dorm looks so clean, nothing like a house where a man lives. "You've got a girlfriend?" you asked jokingly. "Me?" was his dry answer. No sense of humor. "oh, nerd I forgot" you thought for yourself.

after 20 minutes of his tutoring you noticed he is starting to mumble for himself. You barely understood a word coming from his mouth. "Sorry umm, can you speak up?" you asked, noticing his eyes are somewhere where they shouldn't be. "Oh sorry..it's just...your" he couldn't finish the sentence. Feeling embarrassed as he don't understand why he's feeling this way. "My what?...legs?" You knew he was distracted as he watched your legs all the time.

"Yeah..so pretty" you blushed as this was totally new side of seunghan that you would never expect. Speechlessly staring at him in awe feeling shy. You liked it. You always thought he's attractive. His silky hair in his eyes, the piercing was so hot and his lips you've deemed to taste. How can you not be attracted to him?

"You can touch them" you shocked yourself by saying it but it's just something you really wanted. Feeling the nerds touch. So desperate for him as never before. His ears turned cherry red as he was reaching his hand towards you. When he placed his big palm on your exposed thigh, you could feel your pussy throbbing. His hand going under your skirt, being dangerously close to your hot heat.

You automatically spread your legs wider for him allowing him to swipe his hand along your panties. You whined quietly, leaning back on your hands. He put your panties on the side and starting to massage your clit. "oh my god" you said breathless. "You're already so wet" he said with a playful smirk on his face. You couldn't wait anymore and just pulled your panties down, sitting there in a skirt.

Seunghan isn't stupid, he knew what's coming next. He leaned towards you and kissed you. So sloppy and wet, just how you like it. His hands reaching his pants and pulling them to his knees. He grabbed you and placed you on his lap. "just ride me". You couldn't take his thick cock just like that so you started with the tip. Making you moan loudly just by that. Suddenly he raised his hips up, making you take it all without warning. That feeling got you screaming, so painful but so good. You wanted more. "oh fuckkk" he groaned, throwing his head back. You started jumping on his big dick, grabbing him by his shoulder and moan loudly.

The neighbours must already know his name thanks to you, but who cares? Your mind empty just seunghan and his cock. He manhandled you and positioned you down. He wants the missionary so bad. Watching your facial expressions and fucking you so..filthy. Who would know he loves it like that? Feeling his breath on your neck with your legs spread wild for him. Sticking your nails in his biceps because of how he's making you feel.

"I'm gonna cummm" he said in whiny voice. You can't take it anymore. Feeling every vein on his dick between your walls, hitting your sweet spot with every thrust. You push his shoulders but no, he's not stopping, he's out of control. Making him self cum in you without warning but still not stopping. You can't do anything but cry out of the pleasure.

He's slowing down now as he's overstimulating himself, letting out whimpers. He's so dirty. You feel full of his cum and you can feel it dropping from your pussy to your ass hole. He pulls out and sits back taking a look on your dirty cunt. It's covered in a white load and twitching. But it's not over for him. Oh how he loves pussy slapping. Stroking his cock and moaning breathy. Slapping your pussy with his cock and sliding it up and down on your clit.

"Make me cum seunghan" you whined. His dick twitched at these words. Making him lay down on his stomach and taking your legs to rest on his shoulder. Now you're aching your back as he's using his index finger and middle finger on your swollen clit. You're humping up and down slowly so you can feel his touch better.

When he places his fingers inside of you, you can feel his wet tongue licking you up. Basically tasting his own cum. He's sucking on your clit painfully. You're grabbing his head and pushing him deeper so you can ride yourself on his tongue. The overstimulating is high and you're now cumming on in his mouth.

When he pulls out you see your cum and juice dripping down his chin but he doesn't care at all. You feel embarrassed afterwards but he wipes his chin off and leans towards you. Starting a light make out season with his one hand still on your pussy a massaging it gently. You can't do anything but moan in his mouth.

"I hope you let me tutor you next time too" he said between the kiss.

"what a freak" you thought.