#i’m talking hickies btw

[murdrdocs]

Lol imagine flashing Hobie during one of his concerts 👀🚶🏻‍♀️ just saying dem 70s bands and their fans where sum else

STOPPP

this is giving groupie!reader to me. being barricade, already wearing a revealing top that lets hobie see right down it and at your cleavage. he’s signed your tits before, a few weeks ago at another show where you were in the exact same spot. just a fleeting interaction that’s stuck with you since then.

and the song is coming to an end, a more calming tune playing out in comparison to most of the melody before, and hobies eyes scan the crowd, taking in the pleased faces, before he lands on you. he intends to look for only a split second, maybe a full second just to admire how pretty you are, but then your hands are going to the hem of your shirt and hobie just knows what’s coming. which, he’s right, because a second later your shirt is lifted and hobie brown, the guitarist for your favorite band right now, is presented with your tits.

sitting pretty and bare now that your shirt has uncovered them, colorful lights gliding across the surface, and he remembers how nice his name looked signed on the left tit. he thinks he should resign them, and maybe add a few more permanent marks, too, just for good measure.

[marthawrites]

first of all choose to ignore this if you're not up to it but i would LOVE some aemond x reader tiddies sucking/worship with a whole pussy eating and pussy fucking.. dirty talk always appreciated btw!! AGAIN feel free to ignore im just an aemond and tiddies sucking sucker <3

Hello sweet anon! Are you still with me? I hope you are ♥ I apologize for making you wait since July for this request. If you are still around, I sincerely hope this fic does the trick - mwah!

Morning Lovebites Lead To Sweet Dreams

Aemond Targaryen x wife reader

Word count: 2.9k+

About: You and Aemond share a morning bath and the lingering sensations last with you all day. When he returns to your marriage chambers later than usual, you're sad you might sleep through his return. Once in for the night, however, he makes up for it.

Includes: It's in the request! This is all smut. Featuring breast play, nipple play, biting, hickies, unprotected vaginal sex, minor pain play, reader receiving oral sex, sweet talking, some dirty talking, possessiveness, and minor breeding kink

Note: Hello lovely reader! While this fic has elements of breast worship, there is no descriptions to breast size. That is entirely up to you! All tiddies are good tiddies in this house! Reader is implied to come from a noble House but is unspecified. As always, reader is non-descript. Please, enjoy!

“Every woman is the image of their mother and to be spoken of with reverence,” Aemond’s voice rasped into the smooth skin of your neck as he gathered your hair into his gentle grasp, moving it over one shoulder to expose the full length of your bare neck and shoulder to him. He trailed the tip of his nose over your delicate skin as if he could smell the very blood that pumped through your veins. Goosebumps rose on your skin and he smiled silently at the sight. “Mm… my lovely wife. So sweet and still so sensitive for her husband’s touch,” he murmured again, both his hands feeling up the front of your slippery body. “Every day the urge to thank your mother for making you grows greater,” he said as he gently squeezed your breasts, their softness and warmth already making his cock swell against the small of your back. 

Despite the many turns of moon you’d been married, the temperature of his baths still made you hiss upon entering. Yet, you gasped softly at the sensation of his hands. He was warm; always so warm. Your skin bloomed with the tub's heat, and the humidity of it caused little curls to form in the fine hairs of your hairline. “You’ve thanked my mother and father for my hand many times, husband,” you answered sweetly. “So much so that they cannot believe I’m not carrying your child yet,” you added just as sweet, leaning back against him to further press your breasts into his palms.

He peppered kisses – open mouthed and nipping – over your neck, looking down the front of your body. He loved your breasts from every angle, but there was something extra delicious about seeing them from this angle. He pinched your pebbled nipples gently and rolled them between his fingers. “It’s not from lack of excitement or trying,” he said, smirking.

“A-ah! Aemond..! You make them sore when you do that,” you half whimpered, feeling an entirely different type of heat begin to pool between your thighs.

He tugged your nipples forward until they snapped out of his grasp, reveling the way your soft flesh rippled with the motion. “Then I shall kiss them all better.” He pinched them again, firmer this time, and rolled them anew.

You choked out a little sound and giggled. Reaching around your back, you grasped his now fully hardened length and slowly pumped along it. He exhaled the loveliest noise and you gripped him firmer. Stroking him, you turned your head to look back at him with half-lidded eyes. “I need you, husband, before our day’s duties begin.”

He caught your lips in a searing kiss and licked into your mouth with lustful hunger. His cock twitched when you moaned in response, returning his kiss with just as much fervor. Wasting no more time he gripped your waist and helped turn you around so you were facing each other. He looked up at you – the intense hue of his natural eye and his darkly beautiful sapphire stone – while gripping firmly onto the swells of your chest. “Ride me, wife. Show me how much you need your husband’s cock.”

With a shift of your hips you sunk down his length, your walls stretching wonderfully around him, until there was no more of him to take. You ground on him, bounced on him, and did it all again, until water sloshed out messily from the tub and the room filled with sounds of your shared pleasure.

All the while Aemond never gave your breasts rest. He laid his face between them, kissed them, suckled them, squeezed and pinched them. New lovebites decorated your tender flesh – pinks and purples and fading bitemarks – which he made sure to tenderly coat in oils before your ladies appeared to help you dress.

When all was said and done you both had little curls along your hairline. You kept yours with pride, whereas Aemond took extra time to smooth them out.

-

The day’s duties seemed as if they'd never end. All you wanted was your husband. If you had it your way you would say fuck his duties, fuck your duties, and laze about all day in bed with your dragon prince: eating cake, perfectly ripened fruit, and drinking sweet Arbor wine. All those little lovebites he left behind burned pleasantly reminding you of your shared bath. Warmth filled your lower belly as you became lost in those daydreamy memories. The rest of the day went by in a carnal haze.

Night had fallen and Aemond still hadn’t returned. 

What on earth was he up to?

Unsure of the night’s plans, you finally dismissed your last servant after they stoked the fire and added more wood to it. You sat in front of your vanity, now, slowly brushing braids out of your hair. You removed jewelry piece by piece and placed them in your jewelry box. As far back as you could remember you had a taste for shiny and pretty things. Even as a young girl you loved receiving a new necklace, or bracelet, or earrings instead of toys or other things for nameday gifts. As you grew older those tastes never wavered. After marrying Aemond he made sure to adorn you in the finest things. Pearls, emeralds, rubies. But, his favorite were sapphires. They become one of your favorites, too. 

It was quiet except for the fire’s crackle and with each passing minute you found yourself growing more drowsy. Just when you thought you might doze off while reading in bed, the heavy wooden door of your marriage chamber opened. “Husband! I thought I might not get to see you before sleep overcame me,” you said a little tiredly, whole face bright upon watching him close and latch the door. “I’ve missed you terribly.” Once you caught sight of his expression, however, your brows furrowed in worry. “What’s the matter?”

He sighed a long sigh, beginning to remove his clothing. “I had heard of Aegon and his growing… depravities, but I hadn’t expected them to be so… shameful. He disgraces our family name by what he does in the underbellies of Flea Bottom.”

You gulped. “What did you discover?”

Aemond shook his head while stepping out of his boots. “Nothing you need to fret about tonight.”

“I am Targaryen now too, and I wish to know what is happening,” you retorted.

“Not now. You say you missed me terribly? Well, I assure you I missed you more,” he said, walking in long easy strides to you on bare feet. He’d removed everything except his pants which were unlaced in the front. The casualness of it had your belly stirring, and the sight of his long, lean body flexing toward you had your thighs pressing together. “I didn’t have enough of you this morning…,” he rumbled against your mouth as he shadowed above you, gently pushing you onto your back once more. He laid on his side beside you, kissing you mouth again and again until your little tongue slid against his mouth. He groaned, deepening the affection, while his hand pushed up your thigh, tugging your shift up with him as he went.

“More? I’m not so sure about that,” you giggled, nipping at his lips. “Every little mark you left on me has been aching all day. A good ache. I’ve been needy for you all day, husband,” you purred, hooking one of your legs over his waist in an attempt to pull him closer into you.

He groaned somewhere deep in his chest and rolled atop you effortlessly, pinning one of your hands above you head as he loomed above you. The silver of his silky hair glowed with highlights of orange from the fire and candles in your room. His eye bore into your own, blazing, as a smirk etched itself across his angular features. “My good little wife has been aching and wet for me all day? My, my, darling…,” he crooned, kissing your jaw, neck, and throat. 

“You’re torturing me,” you said, desire flaring wildly in your core.

His free hand pushed your shift higher; thighs, smallclothes, belly, breasts, all revealing themselves to him. “Lean up and take this off,” he half growled. You did as you were told and in a flurry of motion he tossed it off the edge of the bed. “Your skin is loveliest covered in my marks,” he mused aloud as he tilted his head, inspecting the fullness of the front of your body. “My perfect girl.” His hand pushed up the front of you, splaying wide as to touch all of you that he could, fingertips grazing over your bitten and sucked flesh. He pressed down on those lovebites. Testing the bruises; testing you.

“Ah-h!” You gasped, squirming beneath him. “Not so hard!” You whined with pleading eyes.

A satisfied sound rumbled up from his chest. “So they are tender…,” he whispered, grinning, as he continued to gently push down into each bruise. “My poor girl,” he said, dipping his head low to kiss over each mark, now, making sure to pay extra attention to your pebbled nipples when he passed over them. “I had to make sure you were telling the truth. So far, half of what you said is true. As for the other…,” he mumbled around mouthfuls of your titflesh, greedy lips unable to leave your pretty nipples for long.

The pleasure of his mouth soon made you forget about the pain of his touch, but it was that pain that made your pleasure all the sweeter. You arched beneath him, free hand sliding down to card through his silken hair. “I think your wetnurse half starved you as a babe for how much you latch onto me,” you teased, sighing in bliss as he drew your nipples into his mouth, suckling and working his tongue over them.

“Must have,” he smirked, the stiffened peak of your nipple glossy with his saliva. Finally letting go of your wrist, both his hands lowered to untie the ribbons around your waist so he could tug your smallclothes down with no restraint. He did, and then he gently parted your legs. Between your thighs your sweet little cunt glistened with arousal. He couldn’t tell if his cock swelled to impossible hardness first, or, if his mouth watered first. “Look… at… you…,” he said slowly, possessive eye feasting on the sight of your bared cunny. 

“Aemond…,” you whined as blood rushed to warm your cheeks – the intensity of his gaze made you uncharacteristically self-conscious.

“You are lucky, my dear. Lying to your prince comes with severe punishment. You, by the grace of the Seven, have told the truth,” he said as he lowered to lay on his belly between your legs. He lifted one to gently hook over his shoulder and held the other down, keeping you nice and spread out beneath him. “If you were indeed sleeping when I returned tonight, I intended to wake you in this same manner,” he said as he looked up at you, the outside of his seeing eye crinkling with mischief. 

The warmth in your cheeks spread up to your ears, but before you could say anything in reply your husband dragged his tongue up through your eager folds. You moaned softly at the heat of his mouth, and he moaned at the taste that coated his tongue. He could never have enough of you: he told you often. “Gods- Aem-,” you whispered through shuddered breath.

It was impossible to say if you enjoyed this more, or if he did.

By now Aemond knew what you liked, how you liked it, and knew when to increase or ease his pressure on you. He learned wickedly fast – faster than you discovered your own pleasure some of the time – and strove for perfection, always wanting to be better than those around him. He licked, and lapped, and sucked, losing himself in the unique taste and texture of you. “You'd like to be woken up like this, wouldn't you?” He asked, slowly kissing and licking over your bud as to not push you too far too fast.

The thought alone made you squirm against him; cunny seeking to grind against the plushness of his mouth. “Y..yes,” you answered quietly.

“Mmm… I knew you would. I will have to try it one day. Licking and stroking this sweet cunt just enough to not wake you.”

You clenched at the idea knowing he meant it. “My cruel prince…”

He laughed lowly before delving into you again, tongue disappearing into your clenching center. Even around that little muscle you were tight. You always fit around him so perfectly. The sounds he made between your thighs were lewd. Dirty. Any other time or place you'd feel filthy. But with it being Aemond, the lasciviousness of it nudged you to the edge of your pleasure. One of his hands pushed up the front of your body and he palmed over a breast, squeezing the mound inside his palm. A finger of the other pressed into your soaking core while he lavished your clit with tongue and lip alike.

“I'm gonna– ‘m gonna..,” you moaned, whimpering as you rolled and ground your pelvis in time with all of his motions, seeking out more and more even though he was already giving you everything he knew you needed. Both hands flung down to his head and you shamelessly held him right there, fingers flexing and tugging at his hair. 

Aemond moaned against you. Early in your marriage you discovered his scalp was exceedingly sensitive and you loved using it to your advantage; whether he purred, or moaned, or whimpered.

“Let go, sweet wife. Give me your pleasure,” he mumbled against you, suckling gently on your pearl while working two fingers in and out of you, rubbing that small hidden patch of nerves with perfect precision. He squeezed your breast harder, pinching at your nipple, and the combination of everything became too much. You came undone against him. Orgasm washed over you in waves that left you weightless; the sounds of your release sent your husband rutting against the mattress.

“So good.. fuck that all felt so good,” you babbled down at him; heavy eyes darkened by lust and sparkling in adoration. 

Your praise sent Aemond's desire blazing to an inferno and he didn't even let you catch your breath before he kicked out of his pants and lined his cock up with you. “Such a needy greedy girl. Wet all day… humping my face like a bitch in heat… begging to be stuffed full by her husband again,” he growled lowly, pushing the underside of your leg up so it squished against your chest. “And all of that for me,” he said firmly, darkly, grinning down at you like a hawk swooping a bunny. With a flex of his slim, lean hips, he pushed into you.

You gasped, squeezing at his strong arms as he plunged into you. His name rolled off your tongue in yet another stuttering moan, eyelids fluttering with the force of his intrusion. You nodded wordlessly, looking up at him with desperate eyes.

“Mine… all fucking mine,” he said in that same tone, punctuating his words with long, firm thrusts. “My perfect wife. My wet cunt. Mine to fill, and use, and fill again.”

The force of his thrusts sent your tits bouncing. You cried out in bliss, your first orgasm making your body extra sensitive to his slamming hips. He drove home again, and again, and again, his balls slapping against you with every plunge. “Yes.. yes.. yes,” you babbled.

“So lovely like this. So beautiful when I fuck you. If only you could see yourself all dazed out on my cock,” his angle and pace changed and now he bullied that inner patch of nerves with each forward push and outward pull.

You wrapped your legs around his slender waist and pulled him deeper into you. “Right there,” you panted, nodding, sheened with sweat and glowing with delight. 

Both his hands squeezed and held onto your breasts, fucking you just as you asked him to. “Come with me. I want your cunny sucking my seed all the way to your pretty little womb,” he muttered, clearly holding himself back as long as he could.

That's all it took for you to find peak. Euphoria washed over you in glorious waves of ecstasy, making your body shudder and tremble around him. Your walls flexed and convulsed around his twitching cock in a visceral plea to finish deep inside.

Aemond didn't stand a chance. He groaned out your name and filled you passed the brim. Slowly his seed oozed out from around the base of his length while he kept it buried inside you, heavy drips of your combined essence sliding down the swell of your ass. You panted together, foreheads pressed together, and only began to pull apart once pleasure spent its course in both your bodies.

“You are the most enchanting thing,” Aemond whispered to you with a gentle kiss to your lips.

“Hold me as I sleep?” You asked with heavy eyes, already feeling tiredness creep over your senses.

He smiled, the expression intimately sweet, as he moved to lay on his side beside you. “Of course,” he answered, pulling you flush against him. With another quiet smirk he lifted your leg to rest over his waist and lowered a hand between your bodies. Carefully, he slipped two fingers into you. “Shh…,” he hushed when you made a noise of discomfort. “Only to keep my seed where it belongs.”

You blushed but didn't say, or do, anything in protest. “Sweet dreams, my prince.”

“Sleep well, my lady.”

-

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[sweatervest-obsessed]

Discretions and Devotions

Pairing: Spencer Reid x Reader

WC: 1.2k

A/N: Decided to make this a mini series, in terms that the chapters will be short, but still entertaining since the idea of this makes me giggle. (Gender Neutral Reader btw)

Part 1: Hangovers and Hickies

Supervisory Special Agent Derek Morgan was on the case.

Obviously, something was going on between you and Spencer. That much he could deduce. But to what extent? For how long? 

Since he needed these questions answered, he would require backup from his favorite girl.

“Enter and be known.” Rang out from behind the door when Derek knocked on it. He swung the door open and closed it behind him.

“Babygirl. Put your detective cap on.”

Garcia swiveled around in her chair and raised an eyebrow.

“I think Y/n and Reid are sleeping together.”

Garcia’s eyes lit up. “What’s your proof.”

“Well, Y/n came in today with a hickey and was completely hungover. Then Spencer brought in McDonald’s and Dunkin as a hangover cure—“

“They could’ve just texted one another Derek, you know that he’s completely smitten and would’ve just taken it upon himself to cure their hangover…”

He shook his head. “Let me finish. Then Y/n said that it was Reid’s fault that they ‘were like this’. Plus, both of them are wearing scarves or sweaters with neck coverage…” 

Garcia's mouth dropped open. “No…”

Derek nodded and crossed his arms. “And Reid started blushing because of whatever Y/n said, but then ran away before I could ask him any questions.”

“Oh, so they’re sleeping together.” Garcia nodded along with Derek.

“Exactly, but they won’t say anything about it.”

“I love you, but no. If this was the first time, why would they want to talk about it at all, but….If this has been happening for a while then it’s a secret. And I always uncover secrets” Penelope stood up, and all but stomped out of her bat cave and down to the bullpen, where you were feeling much better, having eaten some greasy foods to combat the headache.

“Where’s the fire?” You looked up as you saw Garcia headed over to you.

“Are you sleeping with Reid?”

“Woah. First off. Don’t go screaming that question in the middle of the bullpen.” You crossed your arms. “Second, who said I was?”

“You’re deflecting. So it’s true?”

You rolled your eyes. “Pen. I said that it was Reid’s fault I was drunk last night. But that’s where that ends. One of his papers just got nominated for some award and we went out to a bar to celebrate. I’m a good friend. And then, somehow, I had a bunch to drink, which caused me to flirt with some guy, and then take him home and uh….he went a little crazy with the whole hickey thing so…” You raised your eyebrows. “Can I give you any more information to give to Derek or is that enough.”

“Hm.” Garcia's lips twisted slightly as she looked you up and down, trying to decide if you were telling the truth.

“Garcia I love you but can you profile me at a different time, I have a consultant call in five.”

She sighed but nodded. “This isn’t over.”

“I didn’t think it would be.” You grumbled and turned back around to your computer.

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You were able to avoid conversations with Garcia and Morgan for the rest of the day, which was nice considering you didn’t really want to talk about your sex life in the bullpen for anyone to hear.

Especially since the opposite party would be within earshot.

But that didn’t stop Garcia and Morgan from trying their damndest to get you or Reid to talk. At some point during the day, you were sure you saw Derek corner Spencer into a closet, which ended poorly since clearly he was not given the answers he wanted when you saw Spencer walk by earlier with a smug look on his face.

You decided to leave about half an hour earlier since you came in early. It worked out nicely and you were able to enjoy the walk to the subway by yourself, listening to your music and enjoying the fresh winter air.

The peace was interrupted when someone sat directly next to you causing you to look up with a pissed-off look on your face, that quickly melted into something a lot happier.

“Hey, you. I thought you were going to stay late today.” You smiled up at him and kissed his cheek. He shook his head and took your hand in his.

“I was but then getting chased around by SSA Tweedle Dee and Technical Analyst Tweedle Dum made me want to leave as soon as I could. Then I decided on it when Derek cornered me in the bathroom. Plus you left early and I’d rather spend time with you.”

Your eyes widened. “The bathroom?”

Spencer nodded and rolled his eyes.

“They’re persistent, that’s for sure.” You grumbled. 

“Well, considering how long it took them to figure out that the possibility of us being together was real, I think we’ll be okay.” He murmured, kissing your hand.

“Those two could leave no rock unturned and still find nothing but sand.” You snorted. 

Spencer laughed and squeezed your hand.

“I mean.” You sighed. “Today was a close call. Not that hiding is a bad thing or anything, like I know we’ve talked about it a lot, but still sometimes I get worried about if we’re ven doing the right thing or—“

“You’re starting to sound like me.” Spencer laughed softly, cutting you off. “But I get it. We slipped up.”

“We?!?! Excuse you. I think you mean you slipped up. You went a little crazy on the neck there Spencer.” 

“I don’t know what you’re talking about.” 

“I could slap that stupid grin off of your face Doctor Reid.” 

The two of you looked like two good friends, maybe something more if an eagle-eyed observer was searching for it, but nothing more. It was a science the two of you had perfected in case you were spotted together by someone from the team, or really anyone that was willing to snitch to them. 

“I don’t think we’ll be able to cover for much longer though. If Derek suddenly remembers how good he is at his job then we’re fucked.”

“Royally.” You agreed and rested your head on his shoulder.

The two of you sat like that for the rest of the ride, only moving to get off at your station.

You and Spencer took your time walking home, even though it was cold out. The sun was shining, which was rare enough as it was, which made you feel a bit better. Eventually, you made it back to your shared apartment where Spencer put in the code to get you both into the building.

You and Spencer were a minimal PDA couple, not because your relationship wasn’t very well known, but because neither of you felt the need to be overtly touchy with one another.

But today, with the sun, and the enjoyment of the fact that Spencer was home earlier than promised got to you. And before you entered, you kissed him softly on the lips, enjoying the feeling.

This was your fatal mistake since at that exact moment, one Emily Prentiss drove by and saw the whole thing. 

[livelaughlovesubs]

Last and certainly not least Tighnari

He gives off the same energy as an underpaid employee that's just done and he's valid because after the second time of treating someone over eating a random mushroom after you told them not to... Yeah I'd be pissed too.

He's such a cutie patootie heheh I just know he'd melt if you praised him. Please he works so hard and jfc how are people this dumb.

Obviously as his Dom you get a pass to pet his ears and tail, he might start making little yips/purr sounds (yes I'm aware fennec foxes don't purr but lemme be delulu).

I'm not saying that if you gently tug on his tail at the base of it when he's bottoming that he arches his back like a slut (affectionate) buttttt he definitely does and it makes him so damn needy.

If he's service topping and you try it, cutie will cum prematurely and gets so embarrassed about it, he's hiding his face against your neck and apologizing and like he's so cute. Just kiss and coo at him and he'll be ready for another round in no time. I recommend nipping at his ears, makes him weakkkkkkkk and riled up.

Since he wears clothes that cover a lot he's another contender for covering in hickies and love bites, he loves them and will subconsciously touch them throughout the day and smile to himself because he's thinking about you.

Like Kaveh he really gets off to making you feel good.

-🐇

Ahhh I badly wanted tighnari when he first came out, now I finally have him. (Lost my c2 kazuha to him) Btw you seem to love the Sumer boys a lot don’t you?

I’m not sure about nari being a service top, maybe more a power bottom? Likes to put up a little resistance, but also loves being held gently and with care. I see him getting a bit embarrassed when you praise him too much, might say things like: you talk too much.

Even so he likes the compliments, I mean who doesn’t like being praised?

Sooo, I imagine him fading into the brat category, only a little though.

He mentioned how he doesn’t mind people touching his tail or ears, yet everyone thinks he doesn’t like it. So I can see you, being his lover, doing exactly that and everyone else just gasping. The Schockes expressions would be so funny. You’d think you just did something illegal, while nari shakes his head and sighs.

Idc what breed, if they are a hybrid I want to hear them purr or mewl 🙏🙏

I agree on the top part though!! Him cumming too early is so akdhajhsnksj, and then being even more pouty and ashamed about it heh. Also the base of his tail or ears is definitely sensitive, and he loves head pats, but that one’s a secret ;)

[sleep-0-deprived]

Heya! Could I please request SFW and NSFW headcannons for Levi Ackerman x male reader whose shorter than him !!! TYSM!!! Your writing is amazing btw!

Levi Ackerman with a short male reader head cannons

Thank you for the compliment it means a lot to me and enjoy ;D

Minors dni 18+ only Amab reader and bottom/sub reader

Sfw

Height was never a deal breaker for Levi but it does feel nice to be the taller one in the relationship, now that Levi is the taller one he will tease you about your height he will also give you nicknames about your height on Occasion like short stuff/shortie it doesn’t happen every day but it does happen often he will also stand behind you and put his head on the nape of your neck and kiss you, Levi will also be the big spoon on the rare occasion that he does cuddle you but since he is taller than you he also expects you to lay your head on his chest at night. Levi also likes to flaunt you around because to him everything is perfect your height your size and your personality he is still in shock about how somebody like you would ever date him but he damn sure isn’t complaining.

NSFW

Levi loves to stand behind you and leave hickeys on your neck Levi is a man that is really dominant and likes to mark you, bite marks, hickys, bruises all over you the whole nine yards. Levi works with blades every day so he has a bit of a knife kink something about running a knife down your abdomen turns him on like no other Levi is also into over simulation he wants to see you orgasm until it hurts he wants to see you fucked out and sore on his dick it drives him crazy seeing you marked up from him Levi also likes to play with your nipples until they are swollen and sensitive to the touch. Expect your wrists to be tied and maybe your legs too sometimes he likes to tie you up and put a vibrator on the tip of your dick and tease your nipples until you cry and beg him to fuck you and when he does he is rough I’m talking bruises on your hips in the shape of his hands, Levi always cums in you unless you tell him differently something about seeing you stuffed full of his seed and a over simulated mess turns him on like no other and makes his dick hard and ready for another round.

[hanasnx]

Oh my god the eye contact ❤️🥵😵‍💫😵‍💫

I’m just imagining with that if Anakin has done something to upset or annoy them or like they have and argument and afterwords they just refuse to do eye contact as a way of punishing him. Anakin forces their head up with his hand on their chin to look at him? Oh they just close their eyes and pretend he doesn’t exist.

It’s causing Anakin to go wild with lust and panic but he can’t do anything about it unless he plans to apologize, literally beg, or use force to get them to look at him.

Like can you imagine how needy he’d get? His neediness would out rule his anger so he’d probably be peppering their neck with kisses, hickies, and nuzzling into their neck holding them close while absolutely begging for forgiveness to let him have the privilege of looking at them/having them look at him.

imo i can definitely see him being pissy about not getting his way and you not giving him what he wants on purpose, so much so he acts petulant about it.

“well, fine.” he spits. “be that way.” storming off to brood elsewhere.

or accuse you of being immature. “do you know what a child you’re being? i did what was asked of me, how could you find reason to be upset with me?”

or he tests it. “can’t even spare a glance?” clenches his jaw at the sight of how you don’t appeal to him. “right.”

lust is at the back of his mind constantly, and at first he’d think about how you’ll never so much as receive a peck from him until you stop behaving like that (a.k.a. giving him the cold shoulder and refusing to do something he expects and cares about like looking at him when he talks to you— which is problematic on your part btw but who tf cares)

he thinks about how you’ll miss him, you’ll miss warming his bed, he’ll give back what you’re dishing tenfold and you’ll be pleading for his attention. until it all gets to be too much, and suddenly he’s seduced you back underneath him, telling you he won’t stop fucking you until you look in his eyes and beg him to.

[roberrtphilip]

do either of them get jealous??

ough,,, how did you know I think about this all the time ?

so, I don't think that either of them are that jealous because, well, soulmates and True Love and all that buuuuut

Giselle was raised by animals, okay, she's allowed to be a little territorial, it just comes with dating a feral woman, okay !!! and Robert, he's an attractive man, women are going to inevitably hit on him, and Giselle is just simply not going to like that. like, why are you looking at her man's arms? those are her arms to admire, not yours 😠

Giselle isn't rude, though, she never, like, tells anyone off, but if she sees a woman being flirty from a distance, she'll definitely come up, and start hanging all over Robert, which leaves him confused because, "Giselle, I'm talking to someone-" "Yes, I know, keep talking *places her hand on his ass* 😇"

I actually came up with two scenarios, one I've written, and one that's just in my head. The one I wrote was them at a bookstore, and Giselle noticed this woman kept touching Robert's shoulder/arm, and laughing, which bugged her. After they walk away, she makes Robert roll his sleeves down, and he's like, "it's hot??" and rolls them back up, which bugs her more, and she finally expresses being jealous (and also feeling guilty about it because that woman wasn't doing anything wrong) and Robert thinks it's hysterical.

In fact, ykw, here's a tiny snippet from that wip, for you 🫡

“Jealously isn’t bad, Giselle. You’re allowed to be upset she… touched my arm.” He laughed again, and wrapped his arms around her, pulling her into a hug. “I’m sorry, I really am trying not to laugh.” “I do not believe you.” She grumbled, pressing her face against his neck. “I think you are taking far too much pleasure in this, actually. Another reason I did not want to tell you.” “No, no. I’m— There’s nothing funny about it.” He cleared his throat again, a grin still on his face. “In fact, I think your solution, hiding my arms, was a very smart move. I’m sure my exposed wrists are what really got her interested.” “Oh, hush.”

The other scenario, which I haven't written, was about a woman in his office. Sam tells Giselle, "She flirts with him every day." and she's like, "Oh, really?" later that night, she and Robert have some Fun™️ and he comes to work the next day covered in hickies, and Sam says, "ah... I see she's marked her territory." and Robert grumbles out a, "shut up."

now, Robert, I don't think he gets jealous at all, and I think he actually finds it hilarious when men try to flirt with Giselle because she just. Does Not get it. He'll see a man basically pressed up against her, invading her personal space like crazy, and Giselle will just be like "🙂😁😄🙂" and then later, when he points it out, she laughs and says, "he was just being nice !! he was telling me about (x) !!!! he was not flirting !!!" and Robert tells her, "he gave you his phone number, and said he'd love to have dinner some time. which I hope you said no, btw" and she - "I did not say no, but I did ask if I could bring you along, and then he told me nevermind, and I- Oh.. Wait ☝🏻🤨" and Robert can't help but smile, and say, "I really love you, you know that?"

Real world flirting just does not compute with her. Nancy told her that Robert's magic trick could count as being flirty, and now that's what Giselle thinks of. So, unless a man is doing magic tricks for her, she's not going to catch on right away.

But anywho, yeah, overall neither of them are that jealous, but Giselle is certainly the more jealous one of the duo, and prone to, well, marking her territory~

[ashdoesfandomarchieved]

All of this talk about vat7k has me thinking about how Varian and Hugo are animated with hickeys in random episodes and nobody ever talks about it? It’s really easy to miss with how high their collars are (and varian’s bandana when he’s in his alternate outfit) but if you look at episodes 8, 10, 13, 14, 17, 18, 22, and 24 and pause at any part where they’re looking up or tilting their heads you can clearly see them. It’s a fun little Easter egg and I’m really sad so many people miss it

I CANCELED DI/SNEY+ (sorry i just can't support dis/ney after they killed off Poe Dameron in their stormpilot spinoff show like??? excuse me) SO I CAN'T GRAB SCREENSHOTS BUT HOLY FUCK I CAN'T BELIEVE THAT THEY NOT ONLY HAD EUGENE POINT THIS OUT IN MOULIN ROGUE BUT THEY CONTINUED THE JOKE INTO LATER EPISODES

ok ok ok ok I know we all talk about the episode at the end of season one where it's literally implied that it's their morning after WHICH IS ALREADY BALLS TO THE WALLS INSANE. Like I know they upped the rating so that they could show actual violence and cussing without getting smacked down by S+P but I don't think we've ever had an explicit sex mention in any Disney animated show. (And btw disclaimer: yes this show is for adults despite TTS being for a younger audience, weird anons pls stay out of my inbox :P)

BUT CAN WE TALK ABOUT THE FACT THAT ITS LITERALLY CANONICALLY ACKNOWLEDGED BY EUGENE THAT THEY ARE HICKIES. LIKE THIS ISN'T THE ANIMATORS JUST FUCKING WITH US THIS IS SOMETHING THAT WAS WRITTEN INTO THE SHOW.

Just...same Eugene. Same. O_O

[imaginespazzi]

random question for my fave author

what is going on w all these fics and hickies. I’m not talking abt ur fics btw (if there have been hickies it hasn’t been CONSTANT and ONLY HICKIES AND NOTHING ELSE). As a geriatric 22 year old returning to tumblr after my middle school heyday years ago, I in real life almost never see anybody my age with hickies and would be appalled if someone gave them to me. They haven’t been like something ppl do since I was … 14 maybe?? But every fic is like “paige left 1729203 deep blue and purple marks GAPING down her thigh and across her chest and up her neck like a collection of lapis lazuli stones” or smth like is everyone ok?! Make sure y’all don’t hit the jugular w those teeth?! Are tumblr writers just collectively all obsessed w hickies beyond the rate of the normal population such that they feature prominently in almost every fic? I know some of them are indeed 14, but I know many of y’all are if not my age, close to it!

You know you get 10 points for sending me the kind of question I never really expected and now that I think about it, I guess there is a fair amount of hickies given in fics. I don't think I've ever payed as much attention to it but I think it's probably cause people like the idea of possessive Paige and marking her girl with hickies is kind of extension of that in terms of like marking and shit?

[ssickabit]

Um, okay. Here's a hard thought:

Who in SKZ fucks & who makes love?

Why & how do you think they would go about it?

I will make a very controversial takes on this—of course this based on my opinion and observations. 👀 btw this is a very cool ask oh my god I’m SUPER EXCITED WHILE WRITING IT.

💭 SKZ who fucks

Lee Know

A big “I’ll fuck you dumb” no matter what. Have you watched the way his hand moved in Call Me Baby performance. That’s it. That’s when he is taking it from behind, ramming into your cunt. Have you looked at his hands? He definitely put that one on good use—the red-print on your ass and the marks on your hips because he’s gripping too hard to it; on the neck while he put his thumb inside your mouth. But this man isn’t disagreeing with taking things slow and sensual, he cares about you and your pleasure is number one. He won’t go that hard if he doesn’t get your consent. Once you tell him you like it rough, he is on it. Big dirty talker also! But in the middle of it his endearing move that is very subtle can be noticed by you : the way he kissed your neck and slight touch from the tip of his nose is making you crazy.

Jeongin

People that get it, get it. Right? He takes everything from observation, and even if he is clearly a dominant he doesn’t like when he is the one who initiates the move. Talk to him what you like and don’t. Just like Lee Know, he is a big dirty talker. A tease? Of course, to the point where you got frustrated by it. He put that tongue in a good use also. He is kind of mean by it : leaving you shaking just before the knot in your stomach is about to burst, and then telling you to keep silent when he knows well you can’t contain your voice. But also, you can’t deny his soft side showing up whenever he is fucking you : “am I doing good?” “Can you please talk to me now? I wanna hear you”. The addictive thing you can get from him is how he always voice out how you make him feel good from gasp to whimpers to moans. A big sucker for hickies (both receiving and giving). He got a size kink no matter what you say. Love to see how the bulge in your stomach is visible whenever he thrust his cock inside of you.

Seungmin

SURPRISING RIGHT. But listen. He is strict. He will put you down on your knees while saying, “aw. This slut is craving for my cock, aren’t you? Pathetic.” My number one brat-tamer. A big fucking sucker for overstimulation. But you can tease him, he is actually up for that. Doesn’t really like receiving—not in because you’re bad or anything type of way—but giving is his natural thing. He is always up to fuck you against the wall or simply bathroom quickie where he watched you struggling to contain yourself. Degrading is his thing, of course. Will call you his dumb little puppy as he is pounding deeper into your cunt.

Hyunjin

Once again, a fucking tease but also a pretty moaner. Yeah, he is taking lead in your movement but that doesn’t mean he can shut up about your walls taking his dick good. He loves I mean LOVES IT when you ride him because he likes to watch you crumble and ask him to take you right here right now. He also put that mouth on good use, lips hovering everywhere on your body. “Stay still princess” “I won't fuck you if you don’t shut the fuck up” but also holding you close while you bounce on his cock. A big sucker for pretty and cute little outfit so please give him a show before he rams into your pussy. “Yeah? You like that?” But also “you’re my fucking whore. Mine only” Ah, I almost forget that he is a sucker for slapping also.

💭 SKZ the make-lover

Chan

Ah, how do we say this. Girls that get it, get it right? He is just so considerate and full of love, that’s why. He made sure you can feel his soft touch, his breathing all of over you. He loves cockwarming especially when he is in the studio. It helps him to relieve his stress but also he is just a big fan of intimacy (cry now). Sex in the studio happens a lot because that’s the time he can excuse himself for being with you. This man has a big daddy kink (don’t get me started) and actually so fond of this half-asleep-and-tired sex that happens after midnight. Beside whispering lovely things and praised the fuck out of you, he also says the nastiest shit that can make your stomach roll. Enjoy him in the end though.

Changbin

He is just a lover in general but in a very aggressive way. Even the fast pace happens right her and there he’s still checking on you whenever. “Binnie wants to love you” “Binnie feels so good” sjhdhfjsjajf not really like he is a submissive… but he is… HAHA. Praise him please, it will make him fold in two. He has things for his thighs, so he has this guilty pleasure from watching you getting off on his thighs. Kisses please, he loves to be pampered with kisses.

Han

A BIG BABY RIGHT HERE. He loves your soft touches in the middle of the sex. Pull his hair, touch his back, kiss him out of nowhere please. He can actually submit to you if you want to. Please take of him, he is fragile, but you can also ruin him—there’s nothing in between. A soft lover but also a big enthusiast of pain kink so… yeah...

Felix

Have you watch how soft this guy is? Because if so, yes. Like. He asks you a lot about what you like, a big pleasure person. There are giggles when you’re having sex but also hot tension and intimacy. He is not a big talker, but he will show much you’re making him feel good by moaning. Deep grunts also. His hand softly reached to yours when he is feeling too content with intimacy and love 🥺 sex is where he can worship your body so he will make it something and everything for you.

[pervysenpaix]

At work and I’m having horny thoughts…like I just can’t stop thinking about katsuki ‘thick cock’ bakugo and how he’s so obsessed and possessive with his gf

So obsessed that he takes one of your slick covered panties with him to work for good luck, and sniffs those very same panties every time deku or some useless extras piss him off

So possessive that before he steps foot out the door he makes sure to leave your neck covered in dark hickies

So obsessed that sooner or later he persuades you (after one night of six intense orgasms, three from his mouth and the other three from his cock) into joining his agency

So possessive that after noticing that you’ve gained the attention of fellow pro hero’s Shoto, Red Riot, and Deku he decides to show them that you belong to him and only him

Which lead to bakugo fucking his poor gf through multiple orgasms with a choked out suki and daddy slipping past her lips all the while the three other pros watched strapped down to their chairs with aching cocks straining in their pants

So, are we gonna talk about this or ......................................? No ? Okay, cool.

Bitch (do you mind me calling you bitch ? it's a term of endearment for me lmao) , I had to literally set some time aside and grab some ice coffee and my glasses just so I could do this properly. I'm heading over to y0ur profile right after this cause honey you is NASTY 🥵 Btw, did you wanna get out of here after this because .....😈

WARNING (18+)- NSFW content, viewer discretion advised.

Exhibitionism

Mutual masturbation (because it’s definetly not gay to help your bro)

Bondage

Marking

Squirting

Degrading

Creampie

Oral sex

"Fucking extras" Katsuki muttered, clenching the damp fabric in his fist. He’d been watching you through the crack in his door for the past twenty minutes, laughing and joking with pro heroes.

“You’re pretty marked up, (y/n). I guess you and Bakubro had a pretty good lunch, huh ?” He teased, throwing his harm over your shoulder. “Oh, god. Is it that bad you groaned” looking between the three men, “well you’re costume is pretty … revealing” Izuku responded, green eyes, shamelessly, roaming your body.

You scoffed, “oh please, you and Shoto wear spandex body suits and Ei’s practically naked. You all look like whores” you stuck your tongue out and crossed your arms, making the men chuckle. “That may be true” Shoto smirked, “but we don’t have the same asssets that you do.” Your cheeks burned but you weren’t going to let a little boy talk throw you off, “Izuku does, it must be jelly cause jam doesn’t shake like that”.

Katsuki felt his resolve snap, no longer drawing that calming feeling that’d overcome him whenever he’d inhale your scent. So angry that he couldn’t even envision his happy place, 10 inches deep inside you, these extras were fucking with his peace. How dare they ?

Ever since he’d convinced you to join his and Red Riots agency, definitely because of your potential as a sidekick and not because he wanted to keep an eye on his property, those three had swarmed you like vultures.

“Wow (y/n)-San, you were amazing ! I wish Shoto and I had you at our agency!” Deku would beam excitedly, grabbing both of her hands and pulling them to his chest. “I agree, Midoriya. I’d definitely love someone with her skill set working under me” Shoto added, pressing his palm against the small of your back. He’d be furious, especially at the way you grinned and giggled, then Eijiro would come in with his doe eyed smile, muttering praises while pulling you into a bear hug.

What part of his did those dumbasses not understand? Even when he’d cover your body in hickies and dark marks; or when he’d fuck you so hard you’d limp in the office the next day. They just weren’t getting it, and he needed to make sure they understood that they weren’t getting you.

“Training room, thirty minutes. Wear civilian clothes.” Katsuki shouted through his door. As if on cue, Izuku shuffled in a few seconds later, “Hey Kacchan, do you have another training scenario planned?”, the hero asked. It wasn’t uncommon for the blonde to schedule impromptu training sessions between the two agencies since they shared a building. He claimed it was because he wanted a chance to “mop the floor with that damned Deku and icy hot”, but he actually admired their capabilities, especially Izuku.

***

The three hero’s sat in their chairs expectantly, hands cuffed behind their back using quirk-cancelling bracelets. Midoriya was already rationalizing different methods of escape, automatically assume this was some kidnapping training ; he’d probably be muttered frantically if his mouth wasn’t taped shut.

The door opened and in walked Katsuki, who was carrying you over his shoulder with a shit eating grin plastered across his face. You were restrained in a similar fashion, wrists bound by ropes behind your back. Maybe this is a hostage situation, Izuku thought before he realized that you were naked. Not even underwear, you were completely nude.

“Doesn’t she look pretty, boys ?” Katsuki called out, running his rough hand over the swell of your ass and giving it a smack. A startled cry left you and you pressed her legs together as fresh slick trailed from your , seemingly, drenched cunt. What exactly are we doing again ? , Izuku thought, glancing towards the other two pros; Shoto’s eyebrow was quirked, with a look of obvious interest on his face while Eijiro’s eyes practically bugged out of his head. What the hell Bakubro, I can see … everything. Is it manly to look ?

“What’s wrong, fellas? Can’t talk ?” He laughed dryly, “that’s funny because you never having a problem talking to MY woman!” He smacked your ass again, using a bit of his quirk, “KATSUKI!” You wailed, reeling from the burning pain. It would definitely leave a mark, that was kind of his thing.

You were covered in bite marks and hickeys, from your neck down to your ankles. It looked like sbeen attacked by some wild animal not a horny pro hero.

“You sound so pretty when you scream my name, Princess” Bakugo cooed, while gently laying you face down on a table, “like a pretty little whore” he whispered, digging his nails into the meat underneath your thighs and spreading your lips apart. He whistled, “it’s a flood down here, boys. Is this turning you on, my love ? Being put on display for them like a fucking whore ?”

A finger pushed inside your wet heat; squelching as he pumped to the knuckle.

“Ah~”

“Ah~”

“Katsu~”

“What is it, Princess?” He purred, adding another finger , “I’m making you feel that good? You can’t even hide how much of a slut you are” his fingers curled, rubbing against wet walls while his thumb swiped over your clit. “Please more, please, please~” Katsuki chuckled, glancing towards the men who were shifting uncomfortably in the seats, all with prominent erections. “She’s a greedy little whore, huh ?”

The men were to stunned to speak. Well, that and the fact of their mouths being taped shut.

The blonde added a third finger, spreading and twisting as he caressed your insides. It felt amazing, you were feeling to good to even be embarrassed. When he first told you what he’d planned you were hesitant but he’d quickly convinced you.

“Come on , Princess. I want them to see what pretty faces you make when you cum. Want them to see how you fall apart for me. Don’t you want everyone to know that you’re mines?” He purred, rocking your hips against his thigh as you chased your high.

“Suki~” you mewled, eyes squeezed shut as the orgasm rocked your body. “So pretty. Slutty little whore cumming on my fingers. Look at you, it’s fucking pathetic” his hands were a stark contrast to his words, the gliding along your skin ; rubbing your back and shoulders as you rode out your high.

“Look at you extras.” He snarked, “dicks look like they’re about to bust through your clothes. I don’t blame you, she’s fucking hot right ?” Bakugo cupped your cheeks, lifting your head so that they could see your face. They nodded eagerly, eyes glued to your lusty state.

Katsuki grabbed a chair and placed it behind you, “see, this is why she’s my girl. Only I can do this to her. She’d never get this messy for any of you” he grabbed two handfuls of your ass, spreading your cheeks apart while he licked a long strip down your puffy lips, coating his tongue in your slick juices.

The men groaned, sinking further into their chairs and spreading their legs. Eijiro was actually whimpering.

Katsuki made out with your wet cunt, moaning and grunting as his tongued traveled through your folding. Drinking your essence, probing your entrance and sucking your clit. “Taste so good” he panted, tongue flicking over your bud, “smell so good” he pushed his face against you turning his head side to side as your juices coated his face; it cling to his cheeks and dripped down his chin. Katsuki are you like it was his sole purpose, his only goal in life devouring your cunt.

You weren’t even finished cumming when Katsuki started to thrust into you.

“KATSU~”

“KATS~”

“ DADDY P-PLEASE !” You wailed but he didn’t relent, just kept drilling into you. He kicked the chair backwards to widen his stance and it flew across the room, slamming against the wall. The sudden sound made you flinch and clench around Kat’s thick cock, he grunted and bit down on your shoulder making you screaming out. “What’s wrong, whore ? So you can make this slutty pussy bite me but I can’t bite back ? That doesn’t seem fair, you can really be a bitch sometimes”.

A muffled groan sounded from Shoto who was rutting against his seat while Eijiro whimpered loudly, legs bouncing like a dog in heat. Izuku was oddly calm, yes his long dick was rock hard, it was easy to see through his sweats but his face was impassive. “What’s wrong, nerd ? Not enjoying the show that my whore is putting on ?” He snarled, grazing his sharp canines across your shoulder and pressing even deeper. “Probably wishing it was you ?” .

Izuku raised a brow, it was an interesting suggestion; especially since he didn’t specify who’d place he’d be taking. Would he be fucking you? Balls deep in that tight little cunt ? Licking the sweat that clung to your beautiful brown skin. Or would Kacchan be fucking him? Slamming his cock deep inside his ass and punishing his prostate; splitting him in half and handling him like a toy ? Fuck, Deku’s legs spread and he let out a shaky breath. Or maybe he’d even get to fuck Kacchan , thrusting inside his mouth; the blonde sitting pretty on his knees while he waiting for Izuku’s load to drop in his tongue. His mind was racing.

“Oi, Nerd ! PAY FUCKING ATTENTION !” He thrusted particularly hard making you cum around his dick. “Suki~, dadd~ , Ngh~ daddy, yes” you breathed, it was hard to discern; the garbled sounds of pleasure falling from your throat proof of the way he was wrecking you. That shit was rated porn.

Let’s get it.

Katsuki fumbled in his pockets and pulled out a remote; a click and the cuffs clattered to the ground. “That shit was starting to look painful. Thought I’d help you out. If you fuckers think you can last without cumming then I just might let you fuck. You’d like that wouldn’t you, whore?”

“‘Suki more , more~

“Fucking, slutty idiot. You’re already dumb from my dick and you’re still asking for more ?” He scoffed, picking you up and wrapping your legs around his waist. He forced your body down while thrusting up into you and you were howling his name.

“Oh g-god” Eijiro moaned, cum spilling on Shoto’s hand; he then took the heterochromatic male in his mouth and finished him off, swallowing his hot sticky load.

“This is a fucking whorehouse” Katsuki muttered, hips stuttering in your heat “give me one more, Princess. Cum for me” he pinched your clit as he slammed you down on his cock. He chanted your name and and moan in your ear. A few more thrusts and you were coming again, body trembling and spent as he fucked his semen deep inside you. “What do you say ?” He rasped, squishing your cheeks between his fingers, “t-thank you daddy”.

**

Shoto and Eijiro had dismissed themselves while you were still be railed by Katsuki; who knows what they’d gotten themselves into 🌚

Katsuki was kissing your shoulder and whispering “I love you’s” in your ear while he untied the bonds. He was about to help you get dress when he was interrupted by the sound of a throat clearing.

“I think it’s my turn, Kacchan.”

[leossmoonn]

ok you having a besties like relationship with damon where you're literally like jake and gina or dwight and pam and one day he finds you making out with stefan and then you're forced to reveal how you've been in a relationship with stefan for like a whole year so he's angry at first but then he's like "listen up brother, if you ever hurt her or break her heart i will literally kill you and btw i'm very happy for you guys <3"

THE REFERENCES TO MY FAV SITCOMS 😭😭

You and Stefan were able to hide your relationship pretty well. Until like the last few months when you two were really comfortable with each other and touchy. You two tried your best, but Damon noticed you acting kind of weird

You would always blow off plans with him, reply to his texts like days after, and you just never talked to him a lot. Now ofc Damon wasn’t like crying over this, but he was genuinely worried bc even tho he’s an asshole he can sometimes be nice and you mean a lot to him!

After you haven’t replied to his texts for more than 48 hours he decides to put matters into his own hands. He breaks into your house (bc what else would he do?) and is absolutely horrified as he sees you making out with Stefan. You both are half naked and on your bed.

“This is what you’ve been doing for 48 hours?!?” Damon exclaims.

The way you want to jump out the window rn. You jump away from stefan and pull a blanket over you. “Damon what the hell? You ever heard of knocking?”

“Um, no, since I thought you were dead!” Damon points to his phone.

You feel so bad. “I’m so sorry. I lost track of time and forgot to reply.”

“Yeah, because you’ve been busy fucking faces with him? Seriously, y/n, I thought yoh would have better taste.”

“Look who’s talking,” Stefan rolls his eyes. “Okay you two stop fighting. It hasn’t even been 5 minutes,” you say. You throw on Stefan’s shirt and get up out of the bed, dragging Damon out of your room.

“I cannot believe you!” Damon exclaims. “And I cannot believe you? Breaking into my house and —”

“That’s the least of your problems, trust me. How could you not tell me you were with my brother?”

“Because it wasn’t important!”

“Bullshit! It is important.”

“Well I knew you wouldn’t approve.”

“Um who says I don’t approve?”

“You’re reaction right now, dummy,” you frown. Damon sighs and takes a few moments to collect his thoughts (wow who thought he could do this lmao). “Look, im not mad that you two are dating. I’m mad that you didn’t tell me. I thought we were friends.”

“We are, Damon. I’m sorry. I thought it would be too complicated because you’re my bff and Stefan is the love of my life, and you’re dating his ex.”

“I guess that it complicated. But, everything is complicated with us. Did you really not think I would approve?”

“Kind of.” You say. “Well, I do,” damon says. You’re like 😁😁 “really?”

“Of course. You’re happy right?” Damon asks. “Very much,” you nod.

“Alright. I Guess that’s all that matters,” Damon sighs. He walks back into your bedroom and looks at Stefan. “If you ever hurt her I will kill you. I will find a white oak stake and shove it so far up your -”

“Damon!” You exclaim. “Really classy,” stefan rolls his eyes.

Damon is like 😁 “jk. Love you guys. But I love y/n more. Have fun! Use protection!” Damon then exits the room, leaving you and Stefan very much not in the mood to makeout anymore.

Stefan is like “did that just happen?” You giggle. “Yep. It was time he knew.”

“Now he’s gonna blab.”

“And what’s so bad about everyone knowing. Now I don’t have to cover my hickies.”

Stefan is like 😏😏 “i like the sound of that.”

[sleepysnk]

after some popular demand, i decided to write some stuff for Jean! i decided to make some simple headcanons for him, so i hope you guys enjoy ♡. he deserves the love 🥰

SFW/NSFW Headcanons

Characters: Jean Kirstein

Warnings: NSFW

Jean Kirstein:

- SFW:

- now dating Jean would be amazing. he definitely knows how to treat someone like you, i mean did you see the way he looked at Mikasa? you'd be treated amazingly.

- Jean does a lot of little things to show you he loves you. whether it be cooking something for you or leaving small notes around the house, he can make your heart all soft. he also sometimes draws you little things on post-it-notes, it honestly is adorable.

- if you love flowers, he is made for you. Jean absolutely loves to give you flowers as a gift, he'll leave them for you on the counter so you'll wake up to them.

- Jean is very protective over you, he can get a little jealous too. he always holds your hand in public. if a guy even looked your way Jean would probably approach them, but of course you stop him and just walk away. he can't help but throw an annoyed glare the guys way, and walks away with his hand in yours.

- he's such a romantic 🥺.

- he loves to put his arms around your waist and hug you from behind, he's also a huge cuddle-bug. Jean would literally force you into bed with him just to get some cuddling in, he's always the big spoon. he'll run his fingers in your hair and leave kisses on your head.

- he loves to make you laugh! he always cracks a joke to make you smile.

- sometimes you guys do argue, but usually you two end up talking hours later. Jean doesn't like to go to bed angry with you, it would absolutely crush him if you both went to sleep angry with each other.

- Jean would buy you small gifts all the time 🥺, sometimes he'll have to ask Marco to see if it would be good for you. of course you always end up loving it <3.

- he loves seeing your new outfits! he is your biggest fan when it comes to something new, he'll show you off to everyone and stand there proudly.

- he would for sure remind you everyday how much he loves you and how grateful he is to have you. reassurance is so important to him, he'd never make you feel like another person would come in between you both.

- DATES ALWAYS HAPPEN. Jean would never waste an opportunity to take you out for a fun night, he absolutely loves taking you out. even if it was something small, he would still enjoy it.

- would call you baby, babe, princess/prince, beautiful/handsome.

- he loves to kiss you 🥺 whenever he can he will leave a kiss on your lips or anywhere he can. he loves to kiss your head or your hand, he just loves kissing.

- please marry this man.

- NSFW:

- Jean is definitely a freak. i'm not going to deny it lmao. this man loves sex, it is something he genuinely enjoys doing, especially with you ;).

- Jean thinks of sex as a moment he can show how much he loves you, so sex is something he finds to be intimate. he takes it very serious, so expect some really nice sex 🥵.

- he loves to finger you, sometimes he'll put you on the kitchen counter and finger you while you bury your face in his neck. he loves to dirty talk you when he does, he'll encourage you to cum around his fingers. it is hotttttttt.

- Jean definitely is a dominant but he can also be a submissive, so a switch. he loves taking full control over you but sometimes he wants you to take over.

- he's pretty much always on top when he is dominating you, but oh boy he loves when you ride him. he'll have his hands on your hips while rocking you forward, sometimes he'll grip your chest or if you're a girl he'll circle your clit making you feel on fire.

- he groans a lot during sex, especially when you suck him off. he loves to receive from you because he thinks you're the best at giving head.

- Jean loves to choke and spank you. he just loves to grab your body during the moment, especially when the sex is really really hot and needed.

- he will edge the fuck out of you all the time, he enjoys hearing your cries and moans for him to let you cum. it gets him off really easily. Jean also loves overstimulating you, sometimes he'll dirty talk you while he's pounding into you. this makes you sob in pleasure as he keeps going, jfc it is so hot you don't even know.

- Jean would love shower sex, he'll bend you over and fuck you while the water goes down your body. this man has a lot of stamina btw, so expect a lot of rounds until he's tired.

- as much as he can be rough, Jean can be very loving during sex. he lean down and kiss you while slowly pumping into you, or he'll intertwine his fingers with yours as he thrusts. he'll whisper how much he loves you and how only you can make him feel this way.

- hickies 🥵 he will leave you marked up.

- Jean would probably cum in your mouth, seeing you swallow his cum is such a turn on.

- sometimes Jean will make you leave dates early just go home and fuck you, especially if you tease him. if you flash a look his way, he'll stand up and ask for the check. sometimes even your clothes get him hard, if you tease him be careful 😳 he will make sure you're teased all the way home. he'll also rearrange your guts too.

- has a sex playlist

- his aftercare is amazing 🥺 he'll cuddle up with you or run a bath with some rose petals and candles, like i said, this man is an absolute romantic <3.

[bakugohoex]

Hi its me again from the comments😋you said if i wanted a part 2 for 'you want to sleep on the floor' i should put it in your asks i dont know if you write nsfw but could you put some in it the rest is up to you😊btw i love your writing so much the fluff that your write just literally brightens my day and remeber i love you🥺 and you are an awsome person🥰😅

part two: “you want to sleep on the floor”

pairing: katsuki bakugo x female reader

cw: pro hero bakugo, university student y/n, fluff, language and nsfw (protected sex, praise, hella jaw grabbing, nipple play, hickies, bruises, female receiving oral, dacryphilia)

word count: 5400+

a/n: please don’t ask how this became so long lmao and thank you so much bby i’m glad you like it and your an even more amazing person and i love you moree

summary: in which bakugo takes you on that date he promised you and leads your roommate to be the one to hear all the moans and screams

part one

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The stress you had gone through all day to find an outfit, even if it had been hours since waking up. Your mind still went back to last night, the kisses against your neck and mouth from Bakugo. You had seen him leave from your apartment when you had been drinking some coffee on the balcony. Even if it had been cold, you didn’t care, leaning against the frosted top as you watched him leave. He had seemed to be in a rush, either going to the gym or he had work. You assumed the latter but even then he seemed agitated himself.

Having finished some uni stuff as soon as you could, you found yourself in front of your wardrobe. Unable to decide on the clothes you had, you found yourself peeking into your roommates room, the smell of sex lingering and the used condom chucked into the bin. “You need help deciding what to wear?”

She hadn’t even looked up at you, exes fixated on her laptop as she continued to type onto Word. “How did you know?”

“I heard the swears.” She muttered to your early fucks and shits at how everything you owned looked horrendous on you. “I have that red dress.”

You already knew what dress she was talking about, the long-sleeved wine-coloured dress that went right up to your mid-thigh. She looked up from the laptop, watching at how you easily wore it in front of her, the square neck holding your chest as you looked gorgeous. “I knew it’d look good on you; I may dislike Bakugo...but just have fun tonight.”

Nodding at her, you gave a swift thanks before walking back to your own room, staring at your blank face. Memories surging of how easily you and Bakugo had confessed to each other, his soft kisses and hands on your body. You could almost feel his fingers skim across your thighs, around your chest and up your neck right to your mouth. You hesitatingly got ready, checking the clock every possible minute, you were anxious to say the least.

What if last night was all just a mistake? What if he didn’t really want you? What if this ‘date’ was him using you? You went against this all, feeling relieved at the sound of the taps to the door. Grabbing your phone and keys you almost ran towards the door but calmed yourself down after your roommate gave a glare to your excitement.

Opening the door softly, you saw Bakugo lean against his own door. The maroon shirt tucked into his jeans as his tall stature finally laid eyes on you. His mouth twitched upwards in a smile, looking at you with such warmth. “You look amazing.”

You could almost feel the roll of your roommate's eyes. Ignoring it as you look down at yourself not meeting his eyes. “Thanks, yo...you look really good too.” You had gotten shy in a matter of seconds, his soft gaze lingering across your body before staying right on your face. How could you not resist his smirk, resist his hand that he had put out for you to take.

“Take it then.” He muttered before feeling your hand against his own, he had a fear that his quirk could activate in a matter of seconds due to his nervousness. You closed the door and felt secluded with his gaze on you, “don’t start getting nervous with me now, I do remember last night.”

You looked at him, almost cowering but he brought you closer to his body, his arm moving to around your shoulder. “I’m not nervous.”

“Sure you aren't, baby, come on our dinner reservation is in 20 minutes.” He started to walk with his arm still around you, keeping you tightly beside him.

“Where are we going?” You questioned through the elevator ride down. He looked down at you leaning against the railing with a smirk.

He mocked, “what? Don’t like surprises?”

You look up to him, almost leaning into his arm more, “I do, but you could take me anywhere.”

“I’m not going to murder you, dumbass.” He chuckled tilting his head backwards, you admired his cockiness and joking manner. “There’s this restaurant, Kiri told me about this morning, I thought you’d like it.”

“Aww did it make you think of me?” You tease out starting to get more comfortable again.

He grabs your waist tighter, bringing his mouth to linger at your ear, “why? Have you been thinking of me?”

“N...no.” It was an obvious lie, and he could see through it so easily. His mouth kissed along the back of your ear down to your jaw as his hand moved from around your shoulders to your neck.

“You were never this shy before.” He whispered continuing to kiss down your neck before the ding of the elevator clicked making you both fall out.

His words were true, you were never this shy, even with one night stands you were able to easily flirt with men to get them into bed. You grabbed his wrist pushing him back into the elevator, “I’m not shy.” You muttered before bringing your lips to his own, he was startled by the action, the girl who had looked at him with anxiety had kissed him with such haste. The way your hands moved to his face bringing him closer to your body.

Your tongue flicked inside his mouth, gliding with his own as your spit and saliva mixed with his own. He had grabbed your hips, having missed the feeling of your lips on his own, he loved how he was able to toy with you. But your nastiness made him even more turned on than anything else. “Dinner.” You spoke as your lips parted away from his, you took his hand waiting for him to lead you away.

“Dinner.” He repeatedly stepped out of the elevator and took you to his car. He couldn’t stop staring at you, the way your body looked so perfect, how he could imagine you under him. He had opened the door for you letting you slide in before taking his own seat. His hand gravitating towards your thigh as if you were a couple who had been on multiple dates before. He didn’t understand it himself, but his hand stayed gripped on yours except when he was changing gears.

You didn’t know why the car ride had been silent, why he’d give you tender looks when there was a red light. You didn't know if it was your fault for kissing him or worst of all he regretted this night and wanted it over and done with. Overthinking was always a strong point of yours and as his arm went to your seat as he reversed into the spot. His jaw clenched you could do nothing but admire him, the concentration he had using one hand to steer backwards. “If you keep staring, I won’t let you out.”

The sexual implication was there, you took a deep breath but let a smirk stay on your face, “what are you going to do?” He cocked his head back again, almost grinning at you, he moved his hand to your jaw again making you look right up at him.

“I’m going to fuck that attitude out of you.” He made you stare right up into his scarlet eyes, the way you had begun to feel so small under him. “1 hour.”

“1 hour for what?” You question, confused.

He moves his head closer to you, it may have been uncomfortable laying on top of the gear stick, but he didn’t care. “1 hour to go inside and eat and then…” he tilted his head as he forced your own head to move, you wanted to close the gap again. Kiss his plump lips, feel his spit and saliva mix with your own, his tongue to suck on your own, he moved closer and closer towards you. “...I’m going to fuck you, okay?”

He made your head nod down before he gave a quick kiss on your lips, you were unable to even go for more. His lips left as soon as they came as he let go of your jaw and stepped out of the car. You stayed in the car, watching him come out and open the door for you, his hand out again for you.

You grabbed it but he let go moving his hands around your waist and almost leaning against your body. His chin rested across your shoulder as he made you look up at the restaurant, “like it?”

You knew what this place was, a new restaurant that had been fully booked until the next year had opened up a couple months ago. The prices were way above a university student's pay and you, and your roommate had looked at the next booking for fun and seen every date with a grey X through it. “How...how did you get a reservation?”

“I have my ways, baby, come on.” He kissed your neck before taking your hand again and moving to the door which looked like it had a waiting area filled with people. You both stepped inside, you knew there were perks of being a pro hero, but this seemed like a much larger perk then you had expected.

Bakugo’s hand stayed on your back as he spoke to the woman, knowing he was in a hurry to take you home. Your legs almost felt weak after his confession, one hour that’s all you both had before he’d give you what you wanted. “55 minutes.” He whispered into your ear as you stayed in front of him waiting with the others, it seemed like the business was easily able to fill the people up for their reservation.

As you leant against Bakugo’s broad chest, his arms fitting around your waist, he relished in the feeling between his arms. He had seen you every day since he had moved into the complex and had been unable to touch you until now. He promised himself to never let you go, you noticed a family of 4, they were probably well off, looking at their designer clothes.

One of the small girls came up to you both, her eyes in awe at an actual pro hero, you almost forgot that Bakugo saved people and protected others. How his whole occupation revolved around protecting civilians and being admired by all. “A...are you Dynamight?” She spoke softly in awe.

Bakugo looked down to meet her childish beady eyes, the way she had had her arms behind her back. But bringing them forward to show her Dynamight plush toy, Bakugo kept one hand on you before bending down and meeting her hands. “I am, what’s your name?” Bakugo knew he had gotten a lot better with kids, even if he still found them irritating as hell, he felt soft knowing this girl had his toy rather than stupid Deku’s.

She uttered her name making him smile as her mother came up to her. “Could she get a picture with you? She loves you.”

Bakugo looked at you almost for approval, he checked his watch knowing how much time you both had, but your voice startled him. “We’ve got enough time, Katsuki.”

His eyes widened hearing his name from your lips, he took a deep breath as he lifted the girl to meet his hip. You moved away from the two as she gave a smile at her mum, you stood beside her with Bakugo only staring at you with love. “Thank you.”

Bakugo placed the girl off his hip before staying bending to her height, “I love you so much and when you fight all the bad guys, mummy says that you’ll always win.” She spoke gleefully before finally gazing up at you, “your girlfriend is pretty, one day, when I grow up, I’m going to marry you, mummy says that you’ll only marry big girls though.”

Her mum's eyes widen at the comment as you give a chuckle going to her height as well, “seems like I’ve got competition, you going to become big and strong right?” The girl nodded at your comment as you smiled at her. Her mum gave a quick apology before leaving, both you and Bakugo had been called to be seated yourself, leaving Bakugo unable to even question what you and the girl had said.

“Competition eh?” He leant forward on the chair, the drinks menu in your hand as you skimmed through the food menu on the table.

You met his gaze as he gave you a tender look, “she’s gonna marry you someday? I gotta keep my guard up now.”

“You were good with her, kids they’re shitty little things.” He grumbles out, watching the waiter come towards the two of you.

You saw what you wanted, looking at how Bakugo stayed fixated on you, “are we getting dessert?”

“You are my dessert, baby.” He licked his lips in anticipation of the later events, your eyes widened at how openly he said it looking down.

“Kids are alright.” You answered his earlier question, ignoring the remark, “my nephew, he likes all types of things so he’s a lot easier to preoccupy than other kids.”

“Oh yeah, what does he like?” Bakugo had asked just as the waiter approached asking for your order, you both quickly said it before you turned back to meet Bakugo’s eyes. His hand had moved across to your own that sat loosely on the table, entangling his fingers with your own.

“Normal stuff, he loves your friend Kirishima a lot as well, I’ll have to tell him that I’ve met him.” You smile out, continuing to explain his likes and dislikes and why he spends time with you.

Your food had arrived in less than 20 minutes and Bakugo knew that soon enough he'd have his own heart's desire. You bound beneath his legs, he watched you eat, how a string of saliva went from your mouth to your fork. He hadn't realised he had been staring at your mouth until he heard his name again. “What did you say?”

“Katsuki.” You whine, “you weren't paying attention.”

“It’s not my fault you look so fucking hot.” The edge of his mouth turning upwards slyly, he took a bite of his food waiting for you to ask the question again.

You roll your eyes before giving a grin back, “I said I saw you this morning, you seemed to be in a rush.”

“Perving on me now, babe? If you wanted to see me you should’ve just asked.” He teased his fingers going back to your own.

“Oh shut it.” You shake your head waiting for an answer.

He remembered this morning, the rush after Kirishima and you had left. “Some stuff came up at work, a stupid villain had destroyed the other side of town and I had got called in.”

“Did you get hurt?” You ask having not seen any signs he was even in a fight.

His grip tightened as he looked at you with pride, “me? Hurt? Come on baby, I’d never get hurt.”

“Hey, I’m allowed to worry aren’t I.” You mutter while taking another bite of your food.

Bakugo didn’t know why the look of worry made him feel so warm, you truly did care about him. He knew that even if he had spoken about fucking you, he’s always let you decide, let you choose when it occurred. He had to protect you, let you live your life with security and peace, and he was going to be the one to give it to you.

“Yeah, you can worry then. I expect every time I fight a villain to have you waiting for me now.” He spoke it jokingly, but he really did want you to be waiting to ask if he was okay, to bring him comfort when he needed it. He wanted you by his side, he had waited too long coming home with nobody there, to miss out on the chance of being with you.

He hadn’t expected your reply, but it made his emotions run wild, “I’ll always be waiting for you, even when we weren’t, whatever this is, I always worried about you. It...It’s stupid, I’d see you on the news and I wouldn’t be able to sleep until I heard you close your door.”

“You..you did?” You looked down not meeting his eyes.

“Yeah, it’s...it was stupi…” Before you could continue his hands went to your face, cupping both of your cheeks to make you face him.

He looked right into your eyes, his normal fiery personality becoming softer and tender. He had no idea what you were doing to him, he knew he would have mocked someone if they had told him something like that. But with you all he felt was love and warmth, feelings that he never knew he was capable of. “It’s not stupid, idiot.”

He stayed fixated on you before continuing to speak, “we need the bill.” He said it to one of the waiters passing by who nodded, Bakugo stayed looking at you, confusion streaming inside his head. “Fuck, I don’t know what to do with you, my y/n.”

He felt the bill get placed down, letting go of your arms as he left you with those words. You had been silent watching as he paid without regard to if you wanted to split it even though you knew you probably couldn't afford even your drink here. Bakugo stood up, moving to you as he grabbed your hand and almost dragged you out of the building.

Bakugo didn't stop to acknowledge the praise he was getting, he had one thing on his mind, and it was you. He opened the car door and put you inside, checking his watch seeing the 5 minutes left of an hour. He opened his own door, taking a seat as he began driving, you were silent again. His words stick to you in ways you didn’t even understand, “I don’t want to do anything you don't want to do.”

It was the first words you heard from the red lights, you met his gaze, your hand moved to touch his own that was on top of the gear. He moved it hastily before putting it under his hand, moving it up with his own hand. For the first time since you had sat in the car he looked at you, waiting for an answer and getting your eyes that were filled with a need, “I want you.”

“You do?” He questioned turning back onto the road, knowing you both were only a couple minutes away from the complex.

“I’ve waited too long for this, I need you Katsuki.” It felt like heaven to his ears, his hand moving to glide up and down your thigh. All he wanted to feel was you beneath him, to show you just how much you meant to him.

His hand squeezed your thigh, feeling your skin tense under his. “You've been thinking of me haven’t you, when you're touching yourself, what do you imagine? Me sucking on your cunt, fingering you, go on baby tell me.”

“Yes.” You stifled out, “I...I think of you, y...your mouth and fingers”

It was an admission, something Bakugo had been craving to hear, you saw the double doors to the underground parking, how his eyes gazed across your frame as he parked again. He needed you, he didn’t care where, but he knew you’d care. Leaving your thigh he moved to open your own door, seeing how you looked beautiful in front of him.

His hand guided you hastily towards the elevator, not knowing what had gotten into the two of you. As soon as the doors shut, his lips crashed into your own, you instinctively jumped onto his body, legs wrapping around his waist as your back was pushed against the back of the elevator.

His lips moved to your neck and jaw, leaving sloppy kisses across it, you could almost feel his saliva on you. The feeling of him on you made your legs clench, the dress had rode up, your ass only covered by his hands as he felt your underwear. “Already wet for me baby.” He muttered into your ear, biting the lobe as he went back to kiss your mouth. His tongue gliding inside as it moved along with your own, the sound of the ding did nothing but make him carry you towards your apartment. He had seen your keys in your hand and thought of an idea that would make you satisfied.

“Wh...what about your place?” You questioned as he unlocked the apartment, your roommate in her room from the sound of an anime intro playing.

He gave a smirk kicking the door shut with his foot as he gave soft kisses down your neck to your exposed chest. He had assumed you’d have been cold in the dress but the way your body had been pushing against him all night. He knew you had been warm with him, “let’s let her hear, payback for last night.”

Even if Bakugo was glad your roommate had been fucking the night before, as it had brought the two of you together. He knew you could get some sort of revenge on her; he grabbed a handful of your ass squeezing it. A loud moan erupting from your lips as he moved you towards what he assumed to be your bed. He almost fell inside, seeing the discarded clothes and makeup, he pushed you onto the bed.

Body on show, as you looked like a mess, his mess. He closed the door behind him, as he rolled his sleeves up letting his veiny arms and hands be on show. He moved towards you like a predator does with its prey, lust filling him. “Can I?” He gestured to your cunt, his fingers on show. You nodded, watching as both his knees stayed on the side of the bed, you moved backwards, leaning against the pillows.

His hands moved the dress upwards, helping you take it off before chucking it to the side. He eyed you up and down as you moved your hands to cover yourself, but his own stopped you. “Don’t you ever fucking cover yourself in front of me, you’re fucking beautiful, I’m going to show you just how gorgeous you are.” He pinned your hands above with one hand before his mouth went to the top of your underwear, dragging it down.

He grabbed it with his other hand pulling your underwear onto the floor before unclipping your bra. Your body was on show for him as he saw just how beautiful you were, “Katsuki, please fuck me.” You begged out.

He looked at you from where your clit was, his tongue gliding across the slick. He heard a loud moan as he looked another lick across your clit. “I’m going to take my time you, okay princess.”

Not waiting for a reply, his tongue delved right into your cunt. He felt greedy for you, his nose hitting your clit as you arched your back. His hands stayed tight across your wrists, he knew how much you wanted to touch his hair, force his face lower. His other hand moved to your hardened nipples, feeling how you gave another loud moan. “Ka...Katsuki faster.”

He listened to your plea, his tongue going further inside your cunt, the taste of slick sliding down his mouth as his tongue lapped quicker inside your mouth. His hand continued to massage your chest before his fingers moved to your mouth feeling the spit and drool on his fingers move towards your nipples in an instant.

“You want to cum on my face.” He groaned going back into your cunt wanting to taste your cum.

“Let me cum, please, da...daddy, please let me cum.” Bakugo hadn't realised just how turned on a word could make him, his hands moving away from your wrist and nipple as he grabbed your thighs. Leaving bruises as your hands pushed his face further into your cunt, he didn't care if you crushed his head with your thighs he needed your cum.

He heard continuous moans and groans coming from your mouth, “oh...oh God, pleas...faster, daddy, I c...cum.” You could almost feel yourself coil up as every lick and action from his tongue made your stomach grow wild needing a release. In one haste lick down your clit and into your cunt, white liquid gushed right onto his face and mouth. He swallowed it before looking up at how your chest heaved in front of him.

He grabbed your legs dragging your cunt right up to his jeans, the bulge evident through his jeans as he grabbed your wrists making you look at him. “Was that what you dreamed me doing? Do you want more princess? Go on, tell daddy what you want?”

“Fuc...fuck me daddy.” You were restless but wanted him inside of you, wanted to cum on his cock. He moved down, fully clothed as he kissed your mouth, you could taste yourself on him. The way you cum stayed lingering, white liquid around his mouth, he almost wore the dampness as a mark of honour that he had gotten you to cum.

He moved away from your mouth, undoing his shirt as you stayed on the bed, you heard him unbuckle his jeans, eyes widening at the more prominent bulge. “Like what you see.” He spoke cockily, as he stripped himself, his hand moving to pump his cock up and down.

You saw how the tip was a blushed pink, a vein travelling along its side as it turned upwards every time Bakugo’s hands moved up and down. He kneeled in front of you, your cunt right in his view, you saw as he leant towards his jeans which held his wallet, finding a condom as it stayed in his hands. “Let me.” You spoke hesitantly, it was a surprise that you had even offered. You took the condom, ripping the top as you made sure to cautiously not damage it before your hand moved to his cock.

You had sat upright, cum still dripping down your cunt as your hand moved up and down his erect cock before sliding the condom down it. He gave a groan before grabbing your hands and moving you back onto the bed. “You gonna let daddy fuck you now.” You nodded eagerly, your clit feeling swollen, but you didn't care.  

He brought your cunt right up to his cock, the way his tip gliding against the slick and cum of your clit. “Fuck, pl...please, I need you inside of me.” You moaned loudly, feeling him continue to toy with you, your legs stayed spread beside his body as he almost enjoyed hearing you beg.

He brought one hand to your mouth, making you taste the precum that had come from his cock, just as you moaned at the taste he slammed into your cunt, “you’re so tight baby.” It was groan as he heard your loud moan come out as well. One hand squeezed your side, grabbing a hold of your body to allow himself to stay in you before thrusting.

As soon as he moved out and back inside, you knew you had met your match. The sheer size and length had been enough to make you melt, but now hear you were, tears streaming down your eyes as he watched with a sadistic smile. “Keep crying, you’re taking me...so well.” His other hand moved to your clit, rubbing circles around it, making your legs turn even more weaker.

“Katsuki.” You whined loudly as his thumb pressed against your clit, his cock gliding back and forth inside of you. You felt the salty tears stream down into your mouth and neck, mascara blackening it to make you look like an entire mess.

Bakugo had been enjoying it all, the wall you laid sprawled out, tears formed, your lack of words and mumbles instead, the sounds of groans and moans, lewd thoughts that escaped your lips. It had all filled the room and your roommate was getting an earful of banging against the wall and wild sounds coming from your room.

“Such a good girl, taking daddy well aren’t you.”

“Y...yes da...daddy.” You continued to be a moaning mess, Bakugo moving his body into your arched self, he felt your chest against his own as he kept at it, hands moving away from your clit and side.

One hand had met your own as your fingers entangled together, your other hand in his hair as he kept on thrusting inside of you. His other hand on the side of your head keeps his body upright to continue thrusting inside of you. You felt his lips leave kisses down your neck and chest before watching how your eyes rolled to the back of your head in a moan.

He kissed you again, teeth against teeth as he sucked at your tongue as you stuck it out for his lips to taste you on. You could feel yourself coil up inside, cum ready to seep out for a second time tonight as he continued to thrust in and out of your wet core. The sound of skin hitting skin erupting through the moan filled room. “You gonna cum for me, fuck… baby, go on cum on my cock.”

It was an order, something you were going to do. His hand tightened around your fingers, feeling how one sign on entanglement was so intimate as his pace quickened. He heard you scream his name as you reached your high, cum gushing onto his cock as he kept at the pace, the cum making it even easier for him to get further into you. He felt himself gain his own high, groaning in your ear as he heard your heavy breath.

Your hands pressed in his damp blond hair as he finally felt himself cum, he slowly came out of you. Condom filled with his own white gush as he fell beside you, he quickly took the condom off, tying it as he chucked it into the bin. He saw how sore and bruised you looked, the blue and greens on your thighs, the purples across your neck and chest.

You looked a mess, but he couldn't help but fall for you even more, cum dripped from you. A lingering smell as you both stayed quietly, the only sound being the heavy breathes from you both. Until you turned to meet his face against one of your pillows, his hands moved to your shoulders, letting your body fall onto his own. “Next time, let’s skip the condom.” You really just wanted to feel him properly inside of you, feel him fill you up until you felt like a stuffed whore.

“Next time yeah?” He grimaced looking down at your tired body.

“Oh shut it, I expect another date before we fuck again.” You muttered back.

His hands moved into your hair, playing with the sweaty strands in his fingers. “Always so needy, is my cock not enough for you baby.”

“No it isn’t.” You signed loudly.

“Yeah, yeah, I’ll be taking you on a lot more dates baby.” It was more of a promise than anything else making you smile as you laid on his chest.

You felt his hand wrap even tighter across your bare body, the sound of your clock ticking beside him, “I never thought that you saying, ‘you want to sleep on the floor’ would lead me to actually getting you.” He muttered.

“What? You would’ve kept pining for me?” You chuckle your eyes feeling heavy.

He watched how every time you blinked your eyes stayed closed for a lot longer. Already knowing you’d be out in a matter of seconds, “yeah I would’ve, I was an idiot for never asking you out all those months ago.”

He spoke the last part in a mumble as you hummed a response before falling asleep in his arms. He kissed the top of your head, even if he had fucked you and had the best sex he’d ever had. He promised himself to always show you just how much you meant to him, this wasn't going to be fuck buddies or friends with benefits. Bakugo realised he would settle for nothing else then one day calling you his forever. 

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BNHA Asks - Bakugo

hiiii 🥰 i wanted to request if you could write bakugou‘s reaction to seeing their partners boobs for the first time (& they are BIG) sorry if this is awks ahah

A/N: This definitely got a bit longer than intended to so sorry in advance for that! I just get so carried away with Bakubby I couldn’t help it. I also wasn’t sure if the person who asked would want to be anonymous or not so I stuck on the safe side! Anyways thanks for the ask I loved this so much and I hope you enjoy!!!

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-Okay so honestly I HC Katsuki as such an easily flustered boyfriend because he can’t help but be soft for you! Like, I saw someone else say that he would be a very serious dater because he’s a guy with plans for the future and I totally agree with that, like I don’t see him sleeping around or anything like that, so when he starts dating you it’s because ultimately he sees you as someone he wants to build a family and a future with. Soft Baku is my fave Baku.

-With that out of the way lemme just say, he’s going to be SHOOK the first time he sees your biddies with no bra or anything. Like he’s not blind, he could tell you had an ample chest by the way the buttons on your uniform shirt pull across your chest, and he’s definitely groped them before when y’all are making out and it gets a little hot ‘n’ heavy so he’s felt how big they are (which he fucking LOVES btw. He’s a thighs and titties kinda guy in my mind)

-Y’all are on his bed making out, you’re in his favorite position which is you straddling his lap. He loves being able to hold you as close as possible when you kiss, feeling your soft breasts pressing tightly against his firm chest. Your hands are tangled in his ash blonde locks, tugging every now and then.

-He moves his lips down to your neck, leaving hickies and little love bites EVERYWHERE because it’s Bakugo and of course he’s going to mark you. But that’s not enough for him tonight, he wants more of you. He wants to litter your pretty skin with his marks so that you won’t be able to change your shirt without thinking of him.

-His hands come up to palm your breasts through your school shirt, and you whimper at the touch. You desperately want to feel his skin on yours, to have his lips and tongue and teeth on your chest. But, you’re incredibly self conscious about your boobs. Not just because they’re extremely large but because large breasts aren’t exactly perkyand you feel like if Bakugo sees you without a bra on he won’t find you as attractive, or he’ll think there’s something wrong with them, or a million other little insecurities and it makes you anxious.

-Next thing you know Katsuki has the first three buttons of your shirt undone and is kissing his way over the soft mounds of flesh that are now peeking out of your top. He groans against your skin, nuzzling lightly against your cleavage before gazing up at you, fingers hovering over the next button on your top.

“Please princess, I want to see more of you.” You let out a shaky breath, mulling over the statement. As long as you could keep your bra on it shouldn’t be a problem, so you obliged your sweet boyfriends request. “It’s okay Suki, go ahead.” His fingers moved quickly down the line of buttons, almost ripping your shirt in his haste to untuck it from your skirt and toss it to the ground beside his bed. Bakugo sat back for a moment, drinking in your appearance. Hair mussed from his fingers tangling in it, cheeks and lips flushed from kissing. His eyes traveled farther down over your neck, littered in marks from him, to the swell of your lace clad chest. He marveled at how lucky he was, you were so soft and beautiful, he didn’t deserve you but dammit was he happy you chose him anyway. Bakugo let his hands skim up your sides, fingers lightly trailing along your skin and leaving goosebumps in their wake. He could see your nipples stiffen under the lace at his actions and he let out a barely audible “fuck” before his hands came up to gently caress your breasts. Bakugo squeezed the flesh lightly, relishing in the way you arched your body into his touch, especially when he ran his thumbs gently over your nipples. The small moan that escaped your lips at this only urged him on and then his face was buried against your skin again. He left hot open mouthed kisses along the tops of your breasts, sucking more marks into the soft flesh as his hands continued to knead and squeeze.

You felt one of Bakugos’ hands snake around your back and rest on the clasp of your bra. You stiffened a bit and Bakugo immediately pulled back, concern etched on his face. “Princess what’s wrong? Did I hurt you?” His hands are quick to slide back down to your waist, afraid to push you too far. Your cheeks flush at his concern, and you reach out to cup his face in your hands. “No no Suki you didn’t hurt me, I just…I’m really nervous and self conscious. I don’t want you to see my body and not like it or something because my boobs are too big and I-“ Bakugo cuts you off with a finger to your lips before moving his hand to cup your cheek. He runs his thumb soothingly across your cheek as he speaks. “Baby what are talking about? I think you’re the most beautiful girl I’ve ever met, your body is like a work of art. Princess I love you more than anything, nothing is going to change that. Now,” he murmurs as he pulls you in for a soft kiss, the hand on your waist snaking up your back to rest on the clasp of your bra once more. “why don’t you let me show you how gorgeous you are, hmm?” Your heart is hammering in your chest, but you love Bakugo, you trust him with your life. So you murmur a yes against his lips before going back in for a searing kiss. His movements are slow as he undoes the clasp of your bra and slides his hands under the straps to pull them down your shoulders. Bakugo doesn’t notice that you’ve closed your eyes, afraid of his reaction but willing to let him see you. He draws in a sharp breath at the sight of your chest bare before him. Honestly he thinks he’s died and gone to heaven at this point because no way in hell he was this lucky. You were absolutely breathtakingto him. His rough hands came up to gently caress your newly exposed skin, the touch eliciting a whine to fall from your lips as he gently squeezed your breasts, eyes unable to look away from you. “Fuck princess, you are so perfect.” His eyes flick up to yours and the pure adoration and lust in those crimson depths has your head spinning.

Before you can say anything Bakugo has picked you up and spun to deposit you on your back against the duvet, hovering over you with his hands framing your face and one strong leg between yours. He leans in, pressing a searing kiss to your lips before leaning his forehead on yours. “I love you Y/n, I’m so lucky to be your man.” He starts peppering kisses down your neck again while his hands come up to tease your already stiff buds. Bakugo moans against your skin, head spinning with how intoxicating you are to him. As he kisses lower your fingers thread back through his hair, tugging when he takes one sensitive nub in his mouth, swirling his tongue over it before biting ever so gently, testing the waters. Your grip tightens and a loud moan falls from your lips as he bites slightly harder. “Fuck, Katsuki. I love you so much.” As he continued his ministrations your anxiety ebbed completely away, and you let yourself get lost in the loving touch of your man.

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so, i have come with an idea that came from watching the deleted scenes from dazed and confused. slater has stated that “it’s about quality, not quantity”. and when i tell you my mind had a field day with that🥵🥵whew! the man totally fucks and knows how to make it amazing, i just know it! - ❤️

AHHH OMFG THAT LINE. It invokes so many thots within me. So many, holy shit. And here you are, blessing me with a chance to play out these thots of mine. I love you so so so so so so much, angel.

Let's take this a step further shall we? How about Slater... deflowering a virgin... Mhm. I'm going there. Same reader/you from the last Ron Slater ask, btw. This should be fun af.

LIFE EDIT: This is kind of an alternate take. Kind of a what if Ron x you blew off the party at the moon tower and went back to have a little fun at his place all fucking night instead... So. yeahhh.

Warnings:

Sexual content ; oral sex, male giving... If you're not 18+ this post ain't for you, keep it moving, kiddos. If you choose to stay after this warning, that's your choice.

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@chasingeverybreakingwave - bc Ron fucking Slater, bb. And I love you and I wanted you to see this, lmaooo. I may be one step closer to caving in and doing 'the thing'.

@twistnet - Bc I love you and our talks ahh.. inspired this.

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Ron Slater & first time;

Things were getting a little heated. The tension between you two couldn't get any thicker if you tried to make it so. His hands were literally all over you. You had two hickies already and there was absolutely no way you were hiding either of them later and you fucking loved it...

The discussion in Pickford's car turned to sex for whatever reason and Dawson, as per usual, was being a dick. When Ron popped off at Dawson about preferring quality over quantity, it had you conflicted because see... You were still a virgin. So you figured that given you knew for a fact that Ron wasn't, this alone would rule you out.

And the way it kind of invaded your brain and got to you, that had you a little nervous. Had you bitten off more than you could chew? What if things went further and you were really bad in bed? And then, another thought... a bigger one, might I add, that hit you with the force of a speeding car at a brick wall...

,, Wait a minute... I'm actually thinking about sex with him. No, I've made up my mind. I want him. If I'm gonna do this, it's gonna be with him. Nobody else." the thought took over. You were so caught up in the realization that yes, you absolutely wanted to give up your virginity to Ron Slater that you failed to miss when he nudged you and asked you if you agreed. But as soon as you realized, you decided you better just get the truth out there and do it now.

"I wouldn't know actually, kind of still a virgin." you answered, shrugging it off because in the grand scheme of things, it really didn't matter at all.

When Dawson nearly choked on his beer and Ron swallowed hard, fixing his eyes on you as he bit his lip and seemed to get lost in his own thoughts for a few seconds, you cleared your throat, speaking up to provide your own input, "But if I were picking a side here, yeah. I'd have to say I'd want quality over quantity. Nobody wants it to last all night when the guy doesn't know what the fuck he's doing, right?" you gave Dawson a pointed smirk as you said it, almost mocking him for his earlier statement about Ron and not being past the sniffing butts stage when it came to the ladies.

Dawson mimicked you before turning to face the front of the car again and once he had turned his back, you flipped him off.

Beside you, Ron was staring. You could feel his eyes as they fixed on you. Looking you up and down. Almost as if he were puzzled by what you'd admitted.

"A virgin, sweetheart?" Ron's breath was warm against your ear. A shiver passed through your body and you bit down on your lip as his hand settled on your bare thigh. Squeezing. Moving slowly up the insides and making you barely able to stop a whimper. You locked eyes with him and nodded, swallowing hard as you did so. Leaning in to whisper quietly, "It's not like it's a bad thing."

"Oh, it definitely ain't." Ron answered. His hand crept just a little higher. His breath caught in his throat and under the glow of a passing streetlamp shining through the back glass as the car passed beneath it, you could see the way his pupils were darkened. The way he licked his lips as he continued to fuck you with his eyes.

,, okay, since he's not weirded out..." your brain chimed in. And before you could stop yourself, you were whispering against the shell of his ear again, "But.. I'm looking to change that." as your hand drifted down, settling over the way he strained at his jeans already. He shifted around as covertly as possible, bucking himself against your hand. He panted against your ear in response, "You are, huh? Thinkin about anybody in particular, sweetheart? Because I know a guy..." he pulled away, tongue dragging slowly over his lips. Your breath caught in your throat because as he did this, his hand crept up the insides of your thighs even higher and settled palm down against soaked fabric. Squeezing your throbbing sex and almost making you moan as you rocked against his hand clumsily.

"You do, hm? What if I said you were the one I had in mind?" you ghosted your palm over the way his cock twitched, straining even tighter against his jeans.

He bit back a moan, just barely. Bucked himself upward against your moving hand. Managing to pant against the shell of your ear a frenzied warning. "When I get you alone, sweetheart... Fuck." as the movement of your palm over the bulge sped up clumsily.

"Stop the car, man!" Ron practically yelled it out at Pickford and Pickford slammed on the brakes next to a little yellow house. Very cookie cutter. Once the car was stopped, Ron was punching the back of Dawson's seat. "Lemme out, man. I, uh.. I forgot somethin in my room earlier. You wanna come in with me, princess?" he gazed back at you and you nodded. Your panties flooding all over again as the slick pooled and coated the insides of your thighs. Dawson got out to let Ron out and Ron leaned back into the car, scooping you out. Taking off at a laughing run towards the side of the house.

Putting your back against the side of the house as he stopped next to a window. His hands all over you and your legs circling his waist as his mouth dove against yours. Slowly. Deliberately. Kisses so deep that you almost forgot where you ended and he began, let alone remembering to breathe properly. Just when you were starting to get lightheaded, he broke the kiss, pulling away to stare at you.

The hunger in his eyes was something you'd never seen before. Ever. He bit his lip and nodded to the window. "I'm gonna have t' put you through my window, darlin. Don't wanna hear my ma bitchin..."

You nodded. Taking a shaky and deep breath. Your heart was racing. Your stomach was flipping and flopping lazily. You laughed softly, grabbing him by the chin and pulling his mouth back against yours. "Don't you want me, baby?"

"Fuck yeah." he chuckled into the kiss. After a few seconds, the two of you managed to tumble through his open bedroom window and the second you had, all bets were off. His hands were tugging your shirt up over your head and then they were all over you and you were trying to pull off his shirt as your back hit the mattress and he followed your body down. Propping on an elbow as he settled on his side beside you in the bed, staring down at you. In awe. Open adoration and desire.

"We're not makin it to the party tonight, darlin." and you whimpered at his words, taking a few deep breaths. "That's fine with me."

"I just really wanna take my time with you." he mumbled as he positioned himself between your legs, capturing both of your hands above your head in one of his own, his mouth crashing against yours, straying from it to ghost down your neck. Teeth scraping against skin. Tugging. Leaving little bites behind as he muttered huskily against it, "Fuck." and rocked himself right into you.

You raised one of your hands, shakily going for the button on his jeans and he rose up, slipping off the bed. Letting his jeans pool at his ankles. Giving his thick cock a pump or two as he stared down at you hungrily. Licking his lips real slow as he sank down. Working his way up your body, his hand disappearing between the two of you so he could work the buttons on your cut offs free. Tugging them down slowly, a smile playing at his lips when you came alive beneath him because the way he was touching you was all new and completely overwhelming to you. And he absolutely loved that thought.

He went for your bra next and by instinct, you threw your arms up. An attempt to cover yourself. He shook his head, reaching up to lower your arms. A throaty growl escaping his mouth as it dove against yours and his hands moved down to your hips. Hooking in the thin bands of your underwear. Working those down your lower body and marveling at how wet you were for him already. He raised your legs up to his shoulder and locked eyes with you.

"You're so fuckin pretty, angel. So fuckin pretty." his breath tickled your skin as his mouth worked up your leg. That thick tongue making you grip the blanket on his bed before he was even anywhere close to where you wanted him most. As soon as his eyes settled on your slickened thighs, he gazed up at you. Eyes filled with lust. When his tongue dragged over the inside of your thigh and you felt him stop.. sink his teeth into your skin to leave another mark behind, you reached down, fingers tangling in long dark hair. Trying to guide his mouth.

One of his hands settled on your hip and he rolled his tongue over your dripping center. Sucking in a breath and then exhaling. The way it felt cool against your skin had goosebumps forming over your body and he muttered lazily against your sex, "Fuck you're so wet. So fuckin wet. Kinda makes me wanna stay buried down here all night."

"Fuck." you moaned out, back arching away from the mattress as his tongue and fingers slipped into your tight hole, stretching you out. Getting you ready for everything he planned to do to you tonight.

As his tongue twisted and curled and kept the same pace as his fingers, you moaned. Struggled to breath on more than one occasion. Tried to remember that his mother was in the house and you had to at least try to be quiet.

But something told you that Ron Slater was about to make you staying quiet harder than you'd ever imagine...That tonight was going to be a very long and very fun night.