#is it to taunt Buck into smack it?

[august126]

enemies with benefits

draco malfoy x female weasley reader

warnings: Hate Sex,Nicknames,Rivals With Benefits,Name-Calling,Insults,Nipple Play, and Nipple Licking

a/n:This is my first attempt at fanfiction so please be kind.and I tried with my grammar so  be gentle.

"Oh fuck, yes! y/n feet were lanted on the mattress next to Draco's hips, leaning back so his cock would slide all the way down to the base, press all the way to the back of her cunt.

She rode him so hard, arms wrapped around his neck for leverage, bucking against him almost violently.

Throat and cheeks red, sweat beading between her tits, sweet sounds spilling from her lips — Gods, it was like she was using him.

“That’s it, Red, take what you need,” Draco groaned, leaning forward mouthing her cute tits, swirling his tongue around one nipple and then switching the other.

“Stop calling — oh fuck, just like that, Malfoy! Damn it, stop calling me Red !”

Draco released her nipple with a wet pop, pretty pink and shining with his spit.

“Hm, what would you prefer then? Bitch? Whore? Slut?”

“Fuck you, Malfoy!” she spat, nails sharp against his skin as she ground down on his cock viciously.

“You already are, Red,” Draco drawled, feeling her pussy squeeze around him.

 She never commented on the nickname, but her body couldn’t lie to him.

“You’re dripping all over me, Red. You wanted to fuck so bad, hm? Needed my cock that much?

Draco slid his hand from her waist over her mound, pressing his thumb against her clit, letting her movements brush it against his thumb.

"Oh, oh my — ngh!" She was mindless. Whines and whimpers, eyes closed, brow furrowed in concentration as she smacked her ass against his thighs, riding him like a toy.

It was deliciously hot, watching her lost in lust — but annoying how she chose to ignore his taunts.

“weasley .” His voice was low and harsh as he pinched her clit lightly.

y/n squealed, her hips jumping up, pulling half his cock out of her and she glared at him.

“Malfoy, you rotten bastard!” She seethed,  “I was so close!”

“Oh, Red.” Draco pressed her hips down, forcing her to take his cock until their thighs touched. y/n was already panting, the edge in her eyes softening, her teeth plucking against the edge of her bottom lip as she started using her feet to rock back and forth against his cock. “You know better than to ignore me. That is, if you’d like to come.”

y/n froze, with her mouth parted for a moment, Draco smirking back at her.

And then she exploded, Weasley temper at full force.

“Who the hell do you think you are, Malfoy? You think just because you’re a little bit good at fucking, I have to answer you?! You aren’t shi — oh my Gods!”

Draco started fucking up into her, y/n hips automatic, meeting him thrust for thrust as she whimpered and moaned. Hot anger replaced with need as she bounced on his cock.

Draco hugged her body close, y/n wrapping her legs around his back now, as he used the give of the mattress to thrust up. Draco pressed his mouth against her neck, licking roughly and swallowing down the sweat.

“Yes, Merlin, yes, keep doing that, Draco,” her voice was light and breathy — so different from her usual tone, it was erotic in how sweet it was.

Draco groaned into her neck before using teeth, biting down just hard enough that y/n began squirming in his lap.

“Oh, oh.”

“You love that, don’t you, Red? When it’s a little rough like that?” Draco kissed the bruises he left on her neck, y/n thighs trembling against his own. She was so close, wet and fluttering around his cock.

y/n moved her hands from his neck, tangling in Draco's hair, pushing his head down back to her tits. Draco didn't fight her, kissing and sucking on her nipples, leaving them swollen and red as y/n moaned and ground down on his cock. Nasty, wet sounds echoing in the room from her dripping cunt sliding up and down his length.

“That’s it Red, fuck, squeeze around my cock just like that, love,” Draco murmured against her tits, looking up at y/n who stared back down at him, her eyes almost black with desire. “I can feel your pussy fluttering around me, so close aren’t you? Going to make a mess on my laps and ruin my sheets?”

y/n seemed to be lost for a moment, a beat filled with the sounds of wet cunt, her low moans, and squeaking mattress, until her nails dug painfully into his scalp.

She yanked his head back, glaring down at him once more, even with the haze of need and lust in her eyes. “Don’t. Call. Me. Love.”

Draco’s jaw dropped.

This witch, this fucking bitch!

A low growl spilled from Draco’s lips, bringing his hand up to one of her breasts, pinching and pulling on the nipple, rolling it between his fingers.

“You are beyond infuriating, y/n!” Draco hissed before he took her other nipple in his mouth, sucking hard, hollowing his cheeks, then swirling his tongue against it.

Draco saw the arrogant flash of her teeth, the same sort he remembered from his youth. Her fingers flexed in his hair once more, pressing his face into her breasts, encouraging his abuse of them as she rode on his cock. “I know, ferret. And I know how much it turns you on, too.”

Draco didn’t bother replying, instead biting down, harsh, on y/n nipple, her punishment and her reward. The witch shattering around him with a scream, her luscious cunt squeezing and milking him, until he came too with a groan.

y/n still clutched his head against her chest, both breathing deeply.

“I fucking hate that…ferret.”

y/n released his head, laughing as she leaned back. She ran her hand through her hair, pushing it back off her forehead. “Yeah? And what in Godric’s name are you going to do about it, ferret?”

Draco placed his hand between y/n legs, feather light against her clit, still sensitive. She hissed for a moment before relaxing her hips.

“I suppose I’ll need to fuck you stupid, until the only words that come out of your insolent little mouth are draco malfoy, ” he drawled, fingers circling on her clit now, y/n breath catching.

“A-are you going to keep barking, or actually do something, f-ferret?” y/n bit her lip, keeping a moan at bay and Draco almost laughed at her bravado.

“You’ve asked for it, love.”

And, cock hard once more, he thrust up into That perfect cunt.

[notsosweetchan]

˚ʚ♡ɞ Perfect ˚ʚ♡ɞ

Warning: Twitter prn link-Smut

Paring: | Chan x Reader |

Imagine : Chan’s hands grip your hips tightly as he slams into you forcefully, eliciting muffled moans from deep within your throat. The bed creaks under them, and the room is filled with slapping skin and grunts. You arch your back, pushing yourself against him, craving more of his hard length inside you.

Your drool drips onto the floor as he takes you roughly, “drooling so much baby ? You love this don’t you?” he taunts. You nod your head in response, unable to speak due to the intensity of the pleasure taking control of your body.

His breathing is heavy in your ear, "Fuck... so tight... god damn it feels good..."As he thrusts faster and harder, you can feel his tip brushing against your sensitive spot, sending shockwaves of pleasure coursing through your body.

You clutch at the sheets, your nails digging into the soft material as you try to hold on to something solid amidst the tumultuous waves of pleasure that wash over you.

He smells like sweat and sex, making it difficult for you to think straight. The sound of skin slapping against skin reverberates in the small room, along with the wet squelching noises as our bodies move together.

Chan smells like sweat and sex, making it difficult for you to think straight. The sound of skin slapping against skin reverberates in the small room, along with the wet squelching noises as our bodies move together.

Your perfect body shudders beneath his as you feel yourself getting closer to the edge. His hips smack against your ass cheeks with each powerful thrust, leaving red marks on your skin from the force behind them.

The room is filled with their heavy breathing, the sound of flesh hitting flesh, and the wet slapping noises as their sweat-slicked bodies move together. In this primal moment, all you can do is focus on the feeling of being completely owned by him.

It's intoxicating and addicting. You throw your head back in ecstasy when he finds your spot once more with a rough thrust that makes you see stars.

His fingers dig into your hips as he loses control, his pace becoming frantic, "I'm gonna cum... I'm gonna fill you up... god damn." His words are slurred together but you can still hear the satisfaction in his voice.

Your moans get louder and you feel yourself getting closer to climax. You can't control your pleasure, your head is thrown back as he finally reaches for one of your nipples and gives it a pinch, sending waves of pleasure straight to your core.

With a primal cry, you come undone beneath him - your walls clenching tightly around his cock, milking every last drop of his release from within you.

He follows soon after, growling out incoherently as his hips buck violently against yours, filling you up with his seed."Fuck... yes... " He pants heavily into your ear, body shaking with satisfaction as he collapses on top of you both. Chan kiss your shoulder blade, “You’re so fucking perfect for me baby.”

[konigsblog]

my thots on this post.

guns ‘n blowjobs...

simon riley who holds a gun on the back of your head while you're sucking him off.

his grunts are guttural and quiet as he gazes down at you, watching as you frantically suck him off sloppily, with drool and spit dripping from your chin. simon chuckles lowly, a cruel and taunting grin plastered on his face. “lower, baby. keep suckin’ me off... already got m‘finger on the trigger, don’t wanna see you’r guts.”

your eyes glisten with tears as you gag, forcing your head further down his shaft as he teases you, letting out soft cooes at the sight of you desperately trying to please him. “there’s m‘girl... there she is.” your lips become puffy, wrapped tightly around the base of his thick and veiny cock, mascara and tears covering your cheeks as you babble and mumble, crying gently through fear of not doing good enough for him.

the muzzle pressed against the back of your head is enough to send you spiralling, desperately trying to prove yourself as a good girl, that you can suck him off nicely. you gag loudly, forcing your lips fully down to his base, your nose pressed against his pubes. you cry weakly, shuddering and trembling as he presses the muzzle of the gun firmly against the back of your head.

“look so pretty on you’r knees, all f’me, yeah?” he cocks his head to the side, one large hand pushing your head down further, feeling the way he bulges out your throat. “cryin’ ‘nd slobberin’ all over you’rself...” he smacks the gun against your head, listening to your soft sniffles and weeps as he continues to grind his dick down your throat.

you bop your head slowly, holding his length by the base while you look up into his eyes obediently, seeing his dark eyes harden and narrow in on you behind the mask. he looks down at you with disgust, and some sort of sick and twisted desire; a used cumsleeve.

throwing his head back, his breathing becomes heavy and hot behind the skull balaclava, his orgasm rushing through him as he shoots ropes of his arousal all down your throat. he bucks his broad hips against your face, keeping your mouth down at the base, taking every drop of his pearly, milky, butter load.

he watches you pant heavily, eyes glistening and cheeks tearstained and glossy. his dick hangs low, balls heavy and still full. he presses the gun between your eyes, pushing you down onto your back and slowly dragging the muzzle of the gun down to your lips, forcing it into your mouth. your lips wrap around the muzzle of the gun, his finger nearing the trigger as he begins to rub his bulbous, hot shaft between your slit and clit, easing inside slowly while you cry and moan around the gun. your pleasured sounds become muffled, your eyes filled with delirium and ecsasty as he begins to fuck you restlessly.

one leg over his shoulder, allowing him to fuck deep into your slick and wet cunt. you rub your clit, your other hand gripping his gloved wrist, arousal dripping from your pussy as he continues to pound into you. each thrust has you moaning, with your eyes rolled to the back of your head and your cunny latching onto his thick, meaty cock. you look into his eyes; already cockdrunk, stupid off of his big dick. you're barely unable to mutter a coherent sentence out, moaning through pleasure at the feeling of his balls smacking against your ass.

your gummy, tight walls pulse around his shaft as he thrusts into you, driving his thick hips into yours. simon's wet, slick dick twitches and throbs deep inside your hole, your clit sensitive as you stimulate it with your fingers, desperately chasing that desired release that keeps you on edge. you become dizzy, arching your back as you suckle on the metal material, your drool dripping from the weapon as he teases you for getting off to this.

“such a filthy thing’, gettin’ off to this... huh? such a dumb slag, can’t even speak -- jus’ a moanin’, dumb mess.” each thrust has your body twitching and squirming, the sensation of your orgasm rupturing through you, causing you to squirt against his muscular, hairy abdomen, your juices coating his scarred skin. you pant, breathless as he doesn't stop for a second, still chasing his own release.

it doesn't take long for simon to be stuffing your swollen, puffy cunt full with his white, hot cum, droplets and fat globs of his load dripping out from your hole. your legs shake and tremble, lips puffy and cunt drooling, your body used and raw as simon takes a deep breath, admiring the mess he'd made of you.

[anadiasmount]

lockeroom loving - jude bellingham x reader.

quick sum: after the recent win, jude can't help but take you against the place where he desired most since moving to his club. one place that will forever be now tainted of you and him.

wc: 2k | masterlist | jude's masterlist

psa🗣️: i wrote this so fast so excuse any grammar and punctuation! i also used this since someone requested! he just looked so good with that leather jacket, and my thoughts were thinking 🤭🤭. this blurb does contain smut so minors dni!! warnings and themes include: (blowjob, and unprotected sex, public/ private setting) 🔞 like always enjoy!! this one is very much 🫦🫦

“what’s up with you today hmm?” jude smirks, kissing your cheek, feeling you arms wrap around his middle as you continued to nibble and peck his neck. “can’t i admire my handsome boyfriend? who has 30 g/a after todays game?” you say cheekily.

jude laughs and carries you to the locker room. “no no no jude! not here it probably smells! please jude!” you say between laughs as he sits you where his locker is. your eyes roam over the letters that spell out his last name, squirming when he kisses your neck down to your collarbone. “that’s cute,” you point at the picture of you and him during christmas, also of his family and other friends.

“gonna keep talking or let me do what you’ve been begging me for since the morning,” jude said, your thighs clenching together as his hands sneakily ran along your waist to unbutton your jeans, teasing you by slowly unzipping your zipper. “in here? it’s to risky, jude,” you breathe heavily, jude wanting to remark as you threw your head back.

jude sat on the bench, you still standing, hands resting on his leather jacket. he spread his legs, seeing his prominent bulge poke through the black sweatpants he was wearing, you coming between. “y/n, y/n, y/n…” jude taunted, his large palms rubbing your clothed ass, making lose balance. “what am i going to do with you…” he drove your teasing further.

jude took his fingers and slowly pushed your jeans down, tongue poking through his lips when he saw you wearing the white lace underwear. “i don’t think we should do this h-here jude…” you tried to reason but we’re cut off by him slapping your ass, gasping out a moan as jude rubbed the area with his hand to soothe the pain.

“i have a feeling if we wait till we get home, the whole car ride you’re going to pull one of your stunts. no one is coming in believe me…” jude brought you closer to him, kissing the skin on your tummy. your nails scratched the back of his head, bringing yourself to your knees where jude loses focus, untucking your bottom lip and tracing your lips with his thumb. you felt bold, sucking the tip of his thumb where jude chuckled cockily.

“what does my good girl want?” he tsked, watching as you removed your jacket. “what does my boyfriend want? i reckon he wants to feel my lips here?” your smaller hand traced the bulge, all the way up to his abs, now hand on his jaw, watching as jude almost twitched. his cock felt hard, he needed to relieve the tension and pressure before he came in his pants.

you leaned up, kissing his lips messily hearing as he breathed louder and groaned, tongues dancing, lips smacking. your teeth biting his bottom lip watching it pull back and go back to place, jude staring at you intensely now with plump lips, sighing heavily. you crouched down again, looking up with innocent eyes catching the side smile jude gave you.

you untied the strings of his sweatpants, looking at the doors to ensure no one was coming. as much as you enjoyed the thrill and excitement of being fucked by jude in the locker rooms, it was so risky, so perilous. jude bucked his hips up, helping you as you drew down his pants and boxers.

jude's cock twitched in your hold, looking up one more time as your tongue licked his wet tip dangerously slow. jude grunted and threw his head back, closing his eyes as his chest repeatedly moved up and down. you kissed the aching tip so gently and feathery, down the base of his cock, where your tongue traced the vein upwards he had that popped out.

"s-s-shit," jude stuttered, looking down when you finally took him between your lips, your cheeks sucked in as you worked from the tip down his shaft. your throat slowly relaxed as you took him deeper, now breathing through your nose as spurts of spit made the whole length messy. easily accessible for your hands to work the place you couldn't fully reach.

"doing so good for me, just like that angel, taking me so well against these pretty painted lips..." his words made you whimper, clenching around nothing as you looked up once again. "you can do it angel, just a little more, you can fit it all in your mouth," he breathed out, as you pulled back and nodded, stroking your hand messily on his cock. so messy and wet, lips and jaw hurting from how big he was. but you didn't want to stop, you felt the need to make him cum.

jude groaned again, itching to push you down even further when your lips made contact at the base, his thighs shaking and almost squeezing you. jude almost cumming on the spot when your tongue licked the underside of him, as he looked down at you. so focused, so pretty, so pure. he would never admit it, but having and taking you here in the locker room was one of his dreams...

"breathe... there you go... just breathe, you got this, i know my pretty girl got it..." jude said when you gagged and choked on his dick, moaning in pleasure when you retracted again, squeezing his balls to further quicken his high as you control your breathing. "you're so good at this baby, so close to cumming for you angel," jude said making you smirk as you kissed his tip again.

he could feel his orgasm through the back of his head, his head cloudy and images of you down on your knees for him, hissing when you sucked around his cock again. with one final push, jude trembled, moaning and groaning as he came into your mouth, hearing as you hummed pleasurably.

you swallowed every last bit, the whole scene playing out pornographic which flew your mind into a frenzy. you loved having him wrapped around your finger at your mercy, especially like this. his rapid breathing, playful smile, closed and hooded eyes. you wiped your hands on the clean towel nearby.

he kissed you again, bringing you to his lap where his hands stroked your thighs smoothly, down to your ass again, giving it a squeeze in appreciation. you laughed, as jude placed a wet trail of kisses down your jaw and neck. "luckiest man alive... can't believe you are real and all mine..." he whispered, making your body heat up at his words.

"all yours jude."

"get on your hands and knees for me... look into the pretty mirror behind me," jude demanded, voice deep and groggy, patting your ass gently, holding back the laugh at how quickly you listened. his hands roamed your back, still wearing his "bellingham #5" jersey. "gonna fuck you with my shirt on," he placed two kisses on each ass cheek, moving your lacy underwear to the side, your wet folds seeking through.

jude rubbed two fingers along your walls, putting them into his mouth and humming in delight, "so sweet like candy." he gently hit his cock on your skin, watching how you pulsed around nothing. tapping his tip on your clit, then dragging it all the way up to your soaking entrance.

you wanted to roll your hips back, but knowing jude, he would make you wait and tease you till you couldn't take it anymore, crying out as you begged. jude guided and edged himself into you, his girth stretching your walls as he snugs his cock deeper and deeper, inch by inch.

you held back a moan, head hanging low when he retracted and trusted back into you. jude cursed loudly, grabbing both your hips as he slowly found a comfortable pace thrusting into you. a hand reached forward, bringing your head to look at him through the mirror. "i want you to be loud, wanna hear how good i'm making you feel..." jude requested.

jude grunted, your desperate moans echoing in the room as he took you from behind. balls slapping against your clit, which increased your high more. your hands gripping the walls of his locker as you looked behind you, jude still wearing that damn black leather jacket.

since you had seen the pictures, it was all you could think of. he looked straight out of a movie, so prevailing and squared. "fuck, fuck," you hissed as his tip kissed the perfect spot inside you, hands and legs wobbly, as jude squeezed your boob. "jude please, i'm so close, so c-c-close," you warned, eyes squeezing shut at the familiar burn and coil formed in your tummy. he was so deep, that you felt every ridge of him everywhere inside you.

"i know baby, i know, can feel you wrapping so perfectly tight around me. just, fuck, just wait a little longer, a little longer for me, i'm right there with you," jude struggled to say, feeling as you clenched around him as a warning. "so proud of you, this is what you wanted right?" jude taunted seeing as you nodded rapidly, your legs practically shaking with pleasure.

"tried to test me in the morning, and before i left, what if i left you here hanging left and dry?" he pulled back, hearing as you screamed out a no. "no please, jude please," you cried pushing your hips back to feel him. "turn for me, and lay on the bench," you obliged immediately.

“your eyes are so pretty…. love watching them roll back… when i hit this spot…” jude sunk and buried his cock back into you, making your back arch and moan out at the feeling. “i love you so much… you have no idea how fucking good you feel wrapped around my cock darling… so tight…” jude praised. "i l-love you too," you say out of breath, clenching your jaw as your teeth itched with your orgasm seconds away.

jude could feel you from the back of his hands, saying your name like a devoted prayer, his lips connecting with yours as he dragged his hips and pushed his final thrust into you, making the both of you cum, as the wave inside you burst. you each trembled in pleasure, legs wrapping around him to keep him in place as he cummed into you, the familiar warm and full sensation as he came returning again.

you guys laughed, your hands going under his leather jacket and shirt to scratch and roam his back, as he kissed your chin sweetly. he kissed all the way down the valley of your breaths, watching the sticky strings pull back as he did, his white seed falling down from your entrance. you lay there completely warn out, trying to catch your breath, as you continued to process what happened.

"still with me?" jude asked, wanting to be as gentle as possible since you got sensitive after sex. he knew it might not be the correct place, but still wanted you to have and treat you with the most aftercare he could offer you. "yeah, i'm here," you reassured, feeling how he grabbed a clean towel and cleaned you up, laying a kiss on your knee.

"promise you once we get home, i'll give you a bath, the hottest one just how you like. but first I'm gonna treat you to some food, want to make sure my pretty girlfriend eats something... how does that sound?" jude showered you with love, helping you put your clothes on, and cleaning the area where it all went down.

"sounds perfect."

[lostalioth]

𝐛𝐢𝐠 𝐛𝐨𝐲𝐬

→ premise: you were just so pretty and so much smaller than your boys how could they not love it? though they’ve seemed to take notice of just how much you love it

→ pairing: steve rogers x fem!reader x bucky barnes

→ warnings: smut | 18+, size kink [reader is described as smaller/weaker in the sense of them being super soliders and stronger more muscles etc.][im also not that good at writing size kink so just squint a bit], body worship, dumbification, nicknames [little one, dumb baby, baby], oral [f receiving], creampie [only 1 i was gonna have them both do it but]

→ a/n: 01 kinktober

It was very hard for your boys to keep their hands to themselves around you, they were both very possessive after all but they knew you loved it. They noticed the way your thighs clenched when they stood tall behind you, presence big and looming as their large hands both snake around each side of your waist. Their stares and presence are enough to make the guy talking to you back off. They hear the small lustful gasp that leaves your lips when one of them manhandles you picking you up to place you out of their way. They were more in tune and hyper aware of every motion and sound you made than you'd like sometimes. They could catch on to things you like before even you could. Such as that you really really enjoyed just how much bigger and stronger they were than you.

It had been a couple days of a long mission where the three of you simply didn't have the time or space for many intimate moments, that was until you finally got back home. You're in the middle of a conversation with Sam before suddenly you're swept off your feet by Steve.

With a short startled scream you're thrown over one of his broad shoulders. “Hey i was in the middle of a conversation, you know” you whine and ignore the ache that begins to settle in your core at the action. You smack Steve's muscular back in an attempt of telling him to let you go, with the one hand that was holding your waist still he lets go quickly to smack your ass. You squeal and shut your mouth fast as arousal replaces all confusion and frustration. Steve's other hand that's gripping the back of your thigh squeezes a bit harder around the plush skin. You watch Bucky not far behind you two as Steve carries you to our shared bedroom. A small but seductive and taunting grin plastered across the brunette's face. He watches with amusement as your eyes glaze over, practically seeing you begin to sink into sub space already.

“Wish you could see her face rn, shes turning into our dumb little baby already thinking of all the things we’ll do to her” Bucky's deep voice breaks you for your train of thought before you sink right back away and the rest is a blur until your sat on your large soft king size bed, ass nestled into steves lap and your facing bucky whos sat in front of you.

“We missed your body little one” Steve whispers, coming out desperate and soft, breath hot the back of your neck as Bucky tucks a piece of hair behind your ear and resting his big calloused hand on your face. “Your perfect little body is all we ever need baby” Bucks voice is a stark difference to the blondes as his comes out husky and deep. You gasp as bucky's cold metal fingers find their way under your shirt inching towards your bare chest.

You couldn't be bothered to put a bra on for the long and uncomfortable trip home and you've never been more grateful for one of your decisions til this moment. His thumb brushes across your already hardening nipple at the same time that Steve begins leaving sloppy kisses on the back of your neck making his way to that sweet spot behind your ear. Your breath hitches in your throat as you squeeze your thighs together but steves warm hand slides between them spreading them apart. You whimper softly at the strength.

“We wanna worship that pussy baby don't hide it little one” Steve mumbles against your neck as he starts to unbutton your pants with one hand and push them down with your panties.

The boys move fast to discard the rest of your clothes as well as their own and their lips are back all over your body, kissing, marking, licking every inch of skin that they can.

You're now propped up against the headboard, a pillow behind your back and one under your hips. Bucky has one leg pinned and Steve has the other so your legs are spread, throbbing cunt on full display for them. Their strength while forcing your legs open causes your arousal to leak down your pussy and ass soaking the pillow under you as you squirm a bit in impatience.

“Look at our pretty little dumb baby Buck so needy, you want our mouths baby?” Steve asks in a soft yet taunting voice that has your head going hazy again. You nod yes eagerly and whine as the blonde and brunette hovered their mouths over where you needed them most. A small chuckle leaves Bucky's lips before he is quick to slide two of his thick warm fingers through your slick, spreading it over your puffy folds. The small gasp leaving your parted lips turning into a louder one the second his fingers slip inside you and are fast to find that spot only your boys could. Steve, not far behind Bucky in action, leans closer and starts to slowly flick your clit with his tongue, teasing you by slowly licking shapes over your aching clit. Your thighs twitch and on instinct your legs attempt to shut from the overwhelming pleasure, the pressure building embarrassingly fast in the pit of your stomach.

“You gonna cum already little one? Keep these fucking legs open and cum on Bucks fingers, come on dumb baby” Steve groans against your pussy as he moves his attention back to your clit, sucking it sloppy and hard. Steve's hands grip your inner thighs hard and push your legs away from his head and Bucky pins one knee down to the bed with his free hand. “Cum on my fingers baby then you can get filled with our cocks you miss that dont ya’ little one” Bucky chuckled and watched as you squirm and whine when he starts slowly and teasing stroking his hard cock giving you the perfect view.

With a gasp and fingers threading through Steve's dirty blonde hair and pulling you cum hard on Bucky's fingers. You feel Steve smile against your clit as your chest rises and falls, catching your breath.

Bucky having other plans however the minute Steve pulls away from your clit is smacking his red leaking tip against your abused bud and slamming inside you. Your eyes glaze over and their voices fade as pleasure and overstimulation take over your body. A wanton moan fills the boy's ears causing them to smile as Bucky's thrusts are hard and fast. He's been pent up for days and your walls clenching around his thick cock is a heavenly feeling he desperately missed.

Your eyes fall shut but snapback open fast when Steve is gripping your cheeks squeezing them lightly, you whine, his rough hand making your face seem so small. “Eyes on us baby got it? Look at Buck as he fucks this gorgeous cunt yeah?” He questions and smacks your clit before you can answer, making you clench down harder on buck. “Yes! Mhm mhm!” You nod and hum in response, not being able to form enough words.

The brunette groaning loud and grabbing your hips hard to plow into you even harder. He was so big it was easy for him to manipulate you. “Fuck you’re already gonna make me come little one” his head falls back as he lets pleasure wash over him. He thrusts one last time filling you to the hilt as thick hot ropes of cum fill you up. Your mind goes blank again and before you can register their voices again, Steve's hands are grabbing onto your hips and lifting you into his lap.

“Shes already so fucked out aww well too bad baby i need to be inside you so fuckin’ bad missed it just as much as buck did” Steves voice is ringing in your ears but before you can form an answer he is lfting you up again to slide down onto his cock. “Ah! Fuck steve” you whine and yet still press your hips down to take him inside. “Look at you trying to complain baby you love it when we manhandle you, didn't think we noticed huh?” Bucky taunts and grabs a fist full of your hair to pull your head back so he can kiss you hungrily. You kiss back passionatly with a goofy smile on your face that fades into a lust filled one once steve starts to fuck up into you, hands still grabbing onto your now probaly bruised hips.

You moan against Bucky's lips, head hazy but happy thinking of how well they will take care of you after this. They may manhandle you and be much stronger than you but they could be big teddy bears when it came to aftercare.

→ a/n: this is only my second time writing stucky so i hope its as good as my first one that everyone loved but :) also this was meant to go up yesterday im not doing 31 days im doing 18 im posting a fic every saturday, sunday, tuesday, and thursday but i got busy yesterday and this wasnt proof read too well so im sorry and i rushed the ending to get it out td.

[kachowder]

Imagine reader pulling bunny yan (Jackal) ears to force them out of their room but jokes on the reader bunny yan (Jackal) is into it

Oh this dickhead was really pushing your nerves lately.

You weren’t sure why, but your roommate had become an increasingly bigger brat over the course of the last week or so. Almost immediately beginning after you had been gone for a night with some old college friends.

Dishes weren’t washed, clothes were tossed half assedly in the corner. He was stomping his foot every time you’d talk to him, and it had even gotten to the point where you’ve been exiled from your own bedroom!

And you had been sleeping in jackals room, till the asshole barricaded that door too!

So now, with a sore neck and stuff back, you’re having to march your way to your bedroom door and drag his cotton ass out for a civilized conversation.

“Jackal get out of-“

“No.”

Deep breaths. Deep breathes. The feeling of nails digging into the soft skin of your palm just barely kept you grounded.

“Jackal. Will you please-“

“No.”

“I’m gonna kick your fucking ass!”

Staying calm was not your strong suit. At least not with the six foot rabbit hybrid on the other side of the door.

“As if you could.”

This motherfucker

You almost wanted to laugh at the way he screeched when you kicked your own door down.

“Holy shit what the fuck are you?! the hulk?!”

Your lips pulled back in a mean taunting snarl, as you rolled up the sleeves of your shirt. Dark eyes following the exposing movement of your forearms, a button nose twitching just slightly.

Jackals dark black ears were perked in defense, and his stance made it clear he was ready to bolt any second.

So, with the practice of having chased down the hybrid before, you launched forward, letting out a mocking battle cry as your arms wrapped snuggly around his midsection and propelled him against the wall.

He let out a pained grunt, fingers twisting into the back of your shirt to tug you off but your pro-wrestling marathons did not leave you floundering. With your firm grip, you lifted the muscle bunny as much as possible before slamming him on the ground as your cushion.

Hands grabbed at fabric and skin, teeth barred from both party’s as you two wrestled across the floor of your bedroom.

“Calm the fuck down!”

“Me?! You broke down a fucking door and sumo’d me to the floor!”

Your fingers brushed past dark curls, before sliding against the cool interior of his twitching bunny ears.

And you tugged hard.

Though admittedly, the noise you heard was not what you expected in the slightest.

A high pitched moan, followed by bucking hips startled you enough to lose your grip for a moment. Foolishly. Large hands gripped your waist and pulled you flush against a heaving chest, before the world spinned and suddenly you were on your back again.

You could only stare with wide eyes at the panting bunny above you, who’s dark eyes had dropped almost tiredly, but glistened with a shine you weren’t sure you wanted to name.

His tongue darted across his full lips, as he stared down at you, and you shivered as his fingers rubbed circles against your hips.

Hot breaths fanned across your cheek as he leaned forward. “that was mean, roomie…”

The sudden shift in tone, both from the man before you and the air itself startled you slightly. Like a switch was flicked faster then you can react.

A hesitant scoff left your lips, though it sounded more wheeze like. “Didn’t sound like you minded…”

The air was so thick, you couldn’t tell if your heavy chest was from jackals body or the tension that bloomed between the two of you.

“Still hurt..” He tutted, nudging his face into the crook of your neck with a low chirp.

“You should make it up to me..”

The audacity of this guy! “Make it up to you??! You’re the one who’s been a dick all week!”

A nip at the skin of your jaw made you sputter for a moment, and your fist raised to smack him upside the head again.

“…”

But instead, you sighed tiredly. You had missed your roommate. He was a cuddly guy by nature (at least that’s what he told you), and you had quietly mourned the loss of warmth that you so often woke up to. Or the arms that circled your waist as you microwaved some leftovers. Or the couch cuddling during movie night.

You even missed the way he’d wait by the door for you to come home from work and smother you against his chest as he checked you over.

So,

You let your previous anger melt away, for now, and let your hand fall against the back of his head gently. Your back arched slightly as warm fingers slid underneath, pulling you nice and close to the big bunny man who stressed you to no end.

“We’ll..talk about your behavior later..I’m too tired.”

“That doesn’t mean you’re off the hook- GET YOUR HANDS OFF MY ASS-“

[yawnderu]

CW: cucking, voyeurism, jealous FWB!Simon, is there a tag for Simon being straight but making a cuck suck his dick asking for a friend- breeding kink at the end if you squint.

“That all you got?” Simon taunts, his tone filled with condescension as he looks down at the man fucking you pathetically; just a warmup for Simon, something to get you nice and ready.

“Go on, then. Make her scream.” As he speaks, Simon unbuttons his pants, his hard and throbbing cock springing free. His hand goes down to his shaft, starting to stroke himself slowly as he focuses on the way the other man is fucking you, seemingly going harder than usual based on your surprised expression. He's not bad at it— but he's not Simon, just a placeholder while he's deployed, you both know it.

“Pathetic excuse for a fuck.” Simon's eyes lock into yours, his gaze intense and demanding despite the needy look you give him, greedily wanting more than what the man fucking you from behind can offer. It's almost enough to make him falter, but he just keeps stroking his cock, his desire for you growing with each thrust, hips bucking into his own hand.

“Like that?” The man asks you softly, planting a hard smack to your ass, only making you moan louder. Simon takes a step closer, his throbbing cock standing tall and proud, a challenge evident in his eyes.

“Move.” Simon isn't a patient man. A month-long deployment is enough to make his balls almost painfully heavy, the tip of his cock looking almost red, leaking precum like a broken faucet. He grips the man's hair, fingers tightening their hold as he pushes him aside, barely using any strength.

The man's blue eyes lock on Simon's cock before going back to meeting his gaze, a display of pure submission that goes ignored. Simon positions himself behind you, one of his hands gripping your hip firmly, making sure you stay in place. He rubs his cock up and down your folds, pausing after a second as he looks down at the man watching intently.

“Fuckin' hell, mate. Can't even make her wet.” There's annoyance clear on his tone, though possessiveness is also bleeding through it, subtly showing care for you, even when all he wants right now is to fuck. You look over your shoulder just to see Simon position himself in front of the kneeling man, his throbbing cock tantalizingly close to his face.

His eyes widen slightly when the man leans in closer, making eye contact with him before wrapping his hesitant but eager mouth around Simon's thick cock. The unexpected act sends a jolt of arousal through his body, his dominance and desire intensifying.

“Suck it like you mean it.” He tightens his grip on the man's hair, guiding his movements as he thrusts into his wet, inviting mouth, making him take it deeper despite his loud gags. Simon's eyes lock with yours, his gaze filled with nothing but pure dominance. An audible groan escapes his lips, his breath growing heavy as he tilts his head back, quickly pushing the man away once his cock is wet enough.

“Watch closely, lad. This is how a real man fucks.” He lines himself up to your pretty cunt, taking a moment to admire the curves of your body, the swell of your ass that only adds to your allure.

“Always ready for me, hm?” Simon is never this vocal during sex— he's simply showing off, and you both know it, yet you don't bother teasing him about it, arching your back to give him easier access instead. He wastes no time, thrusting into you with a force that leaves you breathless. The sound of skin slapping against skin fills the room as he sets a rough, punishing pace, his movements rough and unrelenting.

He leans closer to you, burly arms wrapping around your waist for leverage as his masked face rests on your soft back, your hands gripping the sheets underneath you, the other man in the room long forgotten.

“Mine.” He whispers into your ear, only for you to hear. He rams his cock into you, making his point clear, setting a punishing rhythm. As your orgasm washes over you, Simon's release is quick to follow, his body tensing up and shuddering against yours as he shoots ropes of hot cum right into your needy cunt, thrusting as deep as possible, secretly hoping your birth control will fail this time.

[hitomisuzuya]

Threesome brainrot. Archon! Scaramouche x fem!reader. Yae Miko x fem!reader. Smut. Cunilligus. Degradation. Face sitting.

This is test write of sorts to see how well my girl smut hits. I have has this idea for awhile😳 Believe it not, I feel shy even posting this😭

Just because there was a new Electro Archon in power didn't mean Yae Miko couldn't play. You were Scaramouche's precious shrine maiden. He only agreed to share you to prove that he could make you moan, and scream louder than she could.

Scaramouche was fisting his cock watching your expressions while Yae ate you out. One of your hands white knuckled the sheets, the other tugging on her soft pink hair as you pressed her mouth onto your cunt.

Yae chuckled, swirling her tongue around your clit before teasing the tip of it against your drooling hole. You mewled in pleasure, writhing as you rolled your hips up into her mouth. The swirling of her tongue between your walls made them shudder and clamp around her tongue. "She's a cute little slut, Scaramouche," She sucked on your clit, holding your thighs apart as your back arched off the bed, "so soft and obedient."

Scaramouche scoffed, rolling his eyes. "Don't get ahead of yourself," He groaned a few moments later, cum spilling onto your face and chest. Watching you writhe and moan while Yae fucked her tongue into you aroused him more than he thought.

Yae prodded soft zaps of Electro on your clit, her tongue coaxing your orgasm to build up. Her degradation made your cunt clench tighter. "Your Master says I can't make you cum," She teased, sucking on your clit before pulling away.

You were panting softly, your eyes following Yae as she crawled up towards your head. You looked up at her, your tongue dipping between her folds when her cunt kissed your face. She sighed in pleasure, gliding her cunt on your tongue.

"Good girl," She praised, running her fingers through your hair. Her praise made you moan into her cunt, latching your lips around her clit. You prodded the tip of your tongue against it, making her grind needily down into your mouth. She enjoyed how you seemed to greedily taste and suck on her cunt.

You felt your clit throb as Scaramouche crawled between your legs, smearing precum on your clit with the head of his cock. He gave your clit a light smack, making you mewl into Yae's cunt.

You rolled your hips up, urging the tip of his cock against your entrance. "Needy slut," He groaned, holding your thighs apart as he bullied his cock between the walls of your drooling hole, "that fox made you a nice, wet mess," He snapped his hips, enjoying the way you whimpered muffled into Yae's pussy.

Scaramouche fucked himself inside of you at a brutal pace, determined to prove to Yae that he could fuck you better than she could with her tongue. Each thrust kissed more accurately into your sweet spot.

He drank into the way you writhed on the bed underneath him, gripping Yae's thighs in an attempt to ground yourself as your walls clamped tight around his cock.

You whimpered and moaned shamelessly into Yae's cunt, swirling your tongue between her walls. Scaramouche flicked Electro on your nipples to further stimulate you.

"Fuck your cock harder into her, Scaramouche. Her moans feel exquisite," Yae said, her legs shaking as she laughed.

"Don't give me orders," He snapped, his frustration in having to deal with Yae was evident in his thrusts. You whined in overstimulation, bucking your hips up into his thrusts.

"Aww, look at the little slut shake before she cums," Yae taunted, letting out a lilting moan as she squirted on your tongue. "Be a good whore and lick it all up," Your tongue lapped at her release, sloppily tongue fucking her through her orgasm.

Scaramouche sent a zap of Electro on your clit, making you squirt on his cock as your high abruptly washed over you. "Cumming like a slut before your Master," He zapped your clit again, letting out a long moan as his cock throbbed cum inside of you.

His cum seeped out of your cunt as he pulled out. Dismounting your face, Yae scooped Scaramouche's cum onto her fingers and pushed it up inside of you. He glared at her as he flipped you over on your stomach and angled your hips up to thrust his still hard cock back inside of you. "You need to be punished for insolence," You barely heard him over your scream of pleasure as he bottomed out.

[cweampier]

this is filthy, but i want leon to smack my pussy while he fingers me tbh

edging w leon and every time he can feel u get close, he takes his fingers out and smacks ur clit. hard.

would kill to get a good fuck from this man ugh😔

me likey bites fingernail seductively

leon set a torturous pace with you writhing beneath him, the palm of his hand firmly pressing down on your pelvis, as he practically hammered his fingers into your sloppy cunt. it squelched as it soaked the decorative cushion of the chair beneath you as you left your imprint on it. “such a greedy little cunt y’got, hon… is two fingers not enough?” he sneered, watching as you fought against his hold, your hips bucking up as you were so fucking close to your fleeting moment once again.

suddenly, leon removed his fingers from the inside of your walls, eyes peering down at the glistening digits, a smug smile appearing on his face. “d’awww.. baby wanted to cum didn’t she? that’s too. fucking. bad.” he emphasized each word with an excruciating slap of his fingers against your sensitive bundle of nerves, eliciting an animalistic yelp from your throat. you clawed at the chair’s legs, your nails carving at the wood, definitely leaving marks behind. you stared at him as he evilly sucked his fingers clean, eyes locked onto yours with a brooding stare. you shivered, looking around before he brought a hand to your face, giving it a little shake before forcing your lips to pucker.

“we’re gonna go again, and you’re gonna last as long as i want you to. it’ll feel so good baby, just think about when i’ll let you cum… how grateful you’d be.” he muttered into the shell of your ear venomously, letting go of your face. he was taunting you for your behavior exhibited earlier. “that’d be a nice change, right?” he continued, catching your thighs as they threatened to close. “don’t push your luck, sweetheart, i’m giving you a choice, isn’t that so nice of me?”

you shook your head frantically, your nose leaked with snot, hot tears streaming down your face as the stinging sensitivity consumed you. “no… hh’no.. leon,” you spluttered, gripping onto his forearm. he didn’t take no for an answer, scoffing. without hesitation he plunged three fingers past your slit, watching as you coated them almost instantly with your slick. his fingered idled inside you as he pressed a calloused finger against your clit, your body jolting with stimulation.

“‘knew i could make quick work of that attitude of yours, this pussy of yours is telling me all i need to know..” you’d rubbed your thighs together, rocking your hips against his hand. a low guttural laugh bellowed from his throat, watching as you helplessly attempted to get yourself off. “hmm’kay.. fine.. fine you win leon—please.. please jus’ let me cum.. wanna cum so bad..” you’d plead with shameless desperation, staring up at him through your long lashes. you did everything he asked of you! why’s he being so mean?

he gripped your inner thigh, seemingly unsatisfied with your choice of words. “no matter how dumb i fuck you, you still don’t understand what the fuck i’m asking of you. you just love getting punished don’t you?” you whimpered in confusion, jaw locked up tightly, unable to respond to his remark. “this ain’t about winning, you think it’s that easy, huh? god, your lack of sensibility is adorable. it makes it easier to deny you of what you want.” he watched as you gushed around him, glancing down at your pussy as it clenched around the three fingers he so generously plugged you up with.

“fuck, you’re sick..” he berated you while you were quick to deny the allegations. it was already too late, he had already caught onto your guilty little pleasure. “stop fucking moving, you wanna be dirty, i’ll treat you like you’re even dirtier.”

[neteyamsyawntu]

Avatar Headcanonsˏˋ°•*⁀➷

How the A:FOP men go down on you

Warnings: 🔞MINORS DNI🔞, oral fem receiving, vulgar language, dirty talk, face riding, suggested P in V, smut

NOTE- These are my own personal headcanons, everyone is free to their own opinions🌿

So’lek:

You are his sanctuary. There is no better way for this man to de-stress after a long day than burying his face between your legs.

So’lek would have one hand gently stroking your thigh while the other held down your hips, stopping you from moving against him.

“Just let me taste you, tanhì… let me take care of you.” Would be his only response the first time you attempted to buck against his lips.

His eyes would be locked on you, fluttering closed every now and then, but primarily watching you with so much primal need and possession that made you writhe beneath him.

While So’lek would be gentle as he massaged your thighs and hips, praising every inch of you, his lips and tongue did not show the same patience or mercy. 

He gets so lost in the taste of you that he doesn’t even realize the mindless humming and groaning he’s doing into your pussy, or that it’s the reason that you’d be furiously gripping the roots of his hair, getting overstimulated from the vibrations of his noises.

He would have you desperately pleading for more as your juices drenched his mouth and chin. His tail would flick in approval at the sound of your voice, breathless and needy.

But you’ve played his games before and the moment you use the word “Muntxatan”, in that breathy little whimper, his eyes would shoot to you, gaze hot and possessive. Love drunk, even. That’s when you knew you had him.

His grip on your thigh would tighten ever so slightly as he withheld that primal part of himself that selfishly wanted to pounce on you, moving his hand from your hip to brush two of his fingers against your sodded core.

Finally pulling his mouth from between your thighs, a string of both saliva and your arousal following him back, his eyes glaze over as he stares you down, “Is this what you want, ma’muntxate?” He’d purr, stroking those fingers teasingly along your pussy lips.

Just as your mouth would open to respond, frantically nodding, he’d slip them in while wasting no time attaching his lips to your aching clit,  morphing your slurred words into a hitched moan that quickly wash into a cry of pleasure, your fingers tangling in his hair further. 

This time, when you buck against his thrusting fingers he does not stop you, his tongue continuing to work masterfully in circling and sweeping over your clit, giving it tentative sucks and gentle nips that make your back arch, legs trembling as he has you coming undone. 

Eetu:

Eetu’s favorite way of eating you out is having you straddle his face. His hands holding your hips as you try to cling to the nearest surface or tree to keep you upright.

Despite having you on top, Eetu delights in the power play it grants. He knows that even though you could grind your hips as much as you want against his mouth, your trembling legs give away just how much of an effect he has on you. Not to mention that he could stop your hips whenever he felt you were getting a little too greedy.

You’d whine as he pulled his mouth away, pushing your hips back slightly and licking his lips as he taunts you with a feline smirk, “Look at you, yawne. Hardly able to control yourself. Perhaps we should make this a lesson on patience, ma’numeyu.”

“Just shut up and fuck me.” You’d groan, eyes glazed over and chest heaving as you glare now at him. Eetu’s smirk would only grow as his grip on your hips becomes steel and purring, “Such a filthy mouth on you…” before roughly pulling you down onto his face, his eyes narrowed on you, cocky and arrogant as he dives his tongue into your cunt, watching your squirm above him, reaching for your own breasts to fondle them as your move your hips in time with his tongue.

A sudden smack at your hands would have your closing eyes back on him in an instant as Eetu’s own hands would slither possessively beneath your own giving your breasts a firm squeeze. A silent reminder of what was his. 

You’d remain riding his face, your own hands splayed over his as he groped your tits, fucking you mercilessly with his tongue until you were a shaking and whimpering mess. Even long after your first… and even second orgasms, Eetu would nip and suck playfully at the sensitive skin of your inner thighs, waiting for you to come down from your high before working you into your third climax.

He just can’t help himself, the man is so filled with pride seeing you come undone above him. Being able to make the mighty Sarentu warrior shiver and beg using nothing, but his mouth to pleasure you. 

Nor:

Nor is almost as much of a tease as Eetu. His arms would be hooked around your thighs, locking your body in place with your legs over his shoulders as he licked and sucked along your inner thigh before giving you exactly what you wanted.

He enjoys playing with you, watch and noting what makes you squirm and then talking you through it when he works you up only to edge you and make you beg for him.

A firm suck at your clit would have your back arching with a hitched moan and he’d chuckle in approval against the sensitive bud of nerves, “Do you like that, sevin? Eywa, I love seeing you like this. All needy just for me.”.

Yeah he’d definitely be into dirty talk, edging you with both his actions and his words.

“I want you to come on my tongue, pretty girl… do that for me.” 

While he loves to fuck you with his tongue, it’s hard to deny how hard it is to refrain from pushing your knees up to your ears and sinking his cock into you, just to feel how wet he’s made you, and then sudden clench he’d be rewarded with once he’s got you wrapped around him, having pushed you to the edge of overstimulation. 

This is probably his favorite way to get you to come: edging you so much with his tongue until he gets you to the very peak, only to suddenly slip his cock in just to feel you convulse around him as you come on his dick. 

Teylan:

Practice makes perfect and this man is the textbook definition of a perfectionist . 

While his first couple of times were a case of trial and error, once Teylan had caught onto the things that you liked, he made sure he used that knowledge to his advantage and pushed the limits to outdo himself each and every time.

He’d even go so far as to ask you if he could try a few things. Casually walking up behind you while you were working on something and running a subtle caress down the side of your thigh, placing a gentle kiss on the spot between your neck and shoulder, offering a soft apology for “bothering” you while you were busy. Nothing Teylan could do would bother you. “My love… I want to do that thing you taught me tonight. The thing with the tongue. I think I want to try something.”.

Once Teylan finally had you to himself, assured that everyone was asleep, he’d have you sprawled out on one of the work tables, feasting on you like you were his final meal. 

His hands would caress and worship your body with ease as if it were second nature to him. Gentle yet firm enough to have you leaning into his touch for more. 

Your restrained whimpers and whines were like a burst of energy and motivation to him, flicking his tongue through your folds, and nudging your clit with his nose.

When your moans would get too loud, Teylan would slowly pull away from the apex of your thighs, replacing his fingers where his mouth had been and peppering small kisses along your neck, up to your ear. “You have to keep your voice down, love. Someone could hear us.” He reminds you in a soft whisper, his lips brushing the skin of your ear as he speaks which only further helps in sending a series of tingles down your spine and straight to your core. 

He’d tenderly massage your thighs as his kisses finally reach your lips, pressing the bulge in his loincloth to your soaked center, offering himself that fraction of selfishness just to get the slightest bit of friction. 

With the intention of perching himself between your thighs again, his eyes widen in surprise as your legs lock around his back, pressing him firmly against your aching core, a trembling, “Please” whispered from your lips when he pulls back to look at you.

That’s when you could see the shift on Teylan’s face. Going from intently calculated to completely aroused. A bit of color playing on his cheeks as his eyelids drop to a half lidded state, letting his eyes wander your form until he catches the place where your hips meet, and you give him a suggestive tug forward with your legs, ever so slightly grinding against his bulge. 

Teylan’s eyes would flutter closed with a shaky breath, biting his bottom lip as he willed his mind to center itself once more. “Are you sure?” He’d ask, wanting that last piece of reassurance before letting himself go so that he could take you completely. And once you gave him that determined nod, his lips were on yours again, shoving down the fabric of his loincloth with haste and slowly sliding the length of him inside you, swallowing your moans to stop your noises from reaching the ears of unwelcome company.

See! I can hold up to my promises sometimes lol.

I hope you guys enjoyed this headcanon for our frontier boys!

I think next I may do some headcanons for the Sully men. LMK some suggestions if you have any.

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[sourcherryandsprinkles]

Heyy can you do #9 for ethan landry<3

 ‘’I don’t think I’m gonna last much longer.’’

Warnings: smut, sub!Ethan, handjob, overstimulation, edging, orgasm denial

my taglists are here  + you can requests (currently closed) here at any time

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‘’Please, I-I can’t take it anymore.’’

You had been playing with him for the past few hours, edging him until he was a whiny mess on his bed. He had been needy all day, begging you via text messages to ditch the study group and help him instead.

‘’I thought you wanted me to play with you? Isn't it what you asked?’’ you taunted in a teasing tone, running a gentle finger under his cock and following the prominent vein there.

Ethan mewled at the sensation, very very sensitive. ‘’Aah— I don’t think I’m gonna last much longer.’’

Despite his words, you knew he wasn’t going to let himself cum until you gave him permission. He liked being a good boy and he liked to be teased until there were tears in his eyes. It was your and his’ dirty little secret.

He whimpered as you wrapped your hand around him again, pumping his cock with a tight grip.

You were going to ruin him, and he was going to let you. You had him wrapped around your little finger — in all senses.

‘’I think you can keep going. You’re doing so good, baby,’’ you said encouragingly, eliciting another whimper from Ethan. He looked so cute — whiny mess beneath you and begging for release.

‘’But I want to cum. Please, please.’’ He made grabby hands at you and lazily played with your exposed breasts, which were pulled out from the cups of your bra, to distract himself from the need to cum.

You shook your head, denying him again.

Ethan wanted to cry.

The sexual frustration had set in a while ago, but the increased orgasm intensity that edging provided made it all worth it.

His stomach was rapidly heaving as he gripped the sheets so tightly that his knuckles were turning white, struggling to resist as your grip tightened. Ethan’s heart was racing, eyes clouded with lust and pleasure, strands of curly hair sticking to his forehead. He was doing everything he could to not cum all over your hand.

You could feel your own arousal in your panties, turned on just from watching him. You were tempted to reach down and pleasure yourself, but you knew the sight would make your boyfriend cum on sight and you didn’t want to ruin his climax. He had worked so hard to get there.

Suddenly, hips bucked up, thrusting into your hand for faster friction. Ethan didn’t notice his movement, but you did, scolding him by smacking his thigh in return.

‘’I didn’t say you could do that.’’

He hissed, his glossy brown eyes looking up at you, so close to crying. ‘’Sorry, ‘m sorry. I just— I just want to cum so bad.’’ The last word was dragged, too stimulated to speak properly.

You raised an eyebrow at him, features soft and sweet. ‘’Do you?’’

Ethan whimpered in response. ‘’Please, please, please,’’ he begged.

‘’Do you deserve to cum?’’ 

The question was left pending and you continued your torturous touches until you finally allowed him to cum.

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[rafescurtainbangz]

The Château - JJ Maybank One Shot +18

Minor DNI

JJ x female reader

Oral (male and female receiving), public, JJ & y/n trying to be quiet, unprotected p in v (not to completion); JJ can't get enough.

1.5K

You bite down on your bottom lip, eyes rolling back, toes curling tight as you try to contain the pleasure building inside. A muffled moan slips your lips, causing you to cut off the noise with the palm of your hand as you use the other to grip JJ's sandy hair. The couch shifts above you; Pope’s loud snore booms through the Château.

Then you feel it; JJ's fingers swirl around your entrance, the buzz of a hum grazed against your clit. You want to smack him for making you feel so fucking good with all these people around, stifling moan after moan.

Lifting the covers, you watch as JJ's eyes flick to yours, his beautiful face buried between your thighs. He gives you a cheeky wink, tongue swirling and flicking your clit. His fingers curl, finding your sweet spot, making your mouth fall slack as you let out a choked cry.

JJ slows his gait, catching himself making too much noise; the squelching of your slick and the palm of his hand smacking against your pussy a clear giveaway. He adds a third finger instead, making your thighs widen; back arching off the floor. You feel a familiar heat building in your core, warmth spreading across your body.

The knot in your stomach starts to tighten. You tap JJ's head rapidly, a silent 'right there' as you feel your heart start to pick up pace. His skilled fingers strike your g-spot, again and again, tongue sweeping side to side.

You can feel he's torn, the rational part of his mind wanting to stay as quiet as possible while the other part of him wants to make you make a scene. He's not used to it... you can tell; but, he's loving the fact that you're barely able to contain yourself, all because of him. You can see his body grinding against the blanketed-floor to get a little more friction; sneaking peeks when you can under the comforter.

"Gah... Mff. S-Shit," you hiss the words out as he wraps his lips around your clit; sucking with enough force to make you see stars. You buck your hips, but JJ pins you down, keeping you in place.

His tongue swirls around your entrance collecting your arousal, moaning into your cunt; nose bumping your aching clit. Your bottom lip quivers as JJ licks a stripe up your pussy, sending you reeling. You wrap your hands up in the blankets, pulling them taunt; using the fabric to dampen your noises.

"JJ," you pant breathily as your orgasm casts through your body. Your muscles clench tight teeth gritted as you ride the waves of your bliss; pussy, fluttering around his fingers. Your ears ring; everything in the room falls out of earshot.

He doesn't stop, continuing at the same speed. "Gonna get you again," he whispers against the plush of your thigh, chin glistening with your slick. He bites down on your skin; pressing gentle kisses as his fingers pump deep. Your body melts into the floor.

In one swift movement, he thrusts himself inside, sealing your mouth with his broad palm, making your eyes double, a cry of pleasure muted against his hand. He gives you a smirk, getting the response he wanted from you. There was nothing gentle about it, but, fuck does it feel good.

He removes his hand slowly, replacing it with his lips. JJ kisses you deeply, tongue rolling effortlessly with yours. You can taste yourself on his lips.

JJ pistons his hips into you, causing the floor to creak. Both of your eyes widen, scanning around the room for any watchers on. He gives you his full weight, slumping his head in the crook of your neck, lips brushing against the shell of your ear. "I don't wanna stop. Do we have to," he sighs, pushing himself a little deeper.

Your fingers drift into his hair, scratching lightly, making him release the sweetest moan, warm and soft. "Wanna fill you up, Y/N. Please."

"We're gonna wake-"

CREAK.

JJ's puppy dog eyes snap to yours, yet another thrust resulting in a telling noise. His bottom lip juts out in a pout. "You feel so - so fuckin' good."

"If you wake 'em up I won't be able to s-"

"Suck my cock?" He whispers excitedly.

"Mhmm..." You giggle.

He lets out a breathy chuckle against your skin. "Fuck, yeah. Mmm... Please," he murmurs drunkenly.

JJ presses his hand against the floor, the muscles in his arms flexing as he draws out nice and slow. You feel the drag of his dick against your warm walls, making you pull your hand to your tummy.

'Fuck, JJ," you whimper at the sensation.

"You don't wanna stop. Do you, princess?" He asks coyly, burying himself into you again. You bite your kiss-bitten lip, shaking your head no.

He tries a few more times, resulting in the same racket, over and over until all that's left are his little pouty grumbles. "Why didn’t we stay at your house, sweetheart? Told you we shoulda left last night. S’not fair. "

"It's not," you whisper between kisses.

"We the Château to ourselves tonight, Y/N," he breathes, lips brushing gently against yours. 

"We do?"

"Mhmm..."

"Can't wait, Jayj." You suck off his plump bottom lip, giving it a little tug between your teeth.

"Need your pussy, Y/N. I hate waitin'. Can I?" He pleads, needily fingering the buttons of your shirt. You give him a little nod, watching as he immediately gets to work, a dopey smile spreading even wider as he reveals more and more skin. "You... You are flawless, baby doll," he whispers, looking at you lovingly beneath the blanket.

"My turn?"

"Yeah, Jayj. Your turn," you coo.

JJ takes you in his arms, rolling you on top. You press your hands against his firm chest, pushing up to sit on his lap. You feel his dick twitch at the sight of your naked body above him, a large blanket giving you a little privacy, forcing you closer than normal, making it all that more intimate. JJ takes hold of your hips, eyes roaming slowly up your frame. "Fuck, Y/N," he groans.

You scratch your nails down his chest. JJ ogles your bare chest, reaching his large hands up to massage and caress your skin, brushing the rough pads of his thumbs over your nipples, watching as they harden under his touch.

"You're so pretty, Y/N. So fucking sexy," he mumbles as you slink lower on the bed, aligning yourself with his rock-hard bulge. You eye the blot on his boxers wetted with precum, wrapping your lips around his head, sucking him off through the fabric, making him groan.

Your fingers climb up his thighs, reaching the waistband, curling underneath. The feeling sends goosebumps across his tan skin, abs flexing tightly. You pull the cotton material down his thighs, releasing his aching cock; mouth watering at the sight.

"Shit, Y/N," he whimpers as you flick your tongue along the slit, collecting the remainder of his prerelease. You continue to toil, teasing him with your tongue, little licks, and kisses, making him shudder out a breath. "Bet you could get me off just like this, sweetheart. Jesus fuck," he praises, looking down at you entranced.

You lick a long, languid line up his cock. "That what you want?" You tease, your warm breath against his dick making his breath hitch.

"Shit... J-Just - I... More."  You wrap your fingers around the base of his thick cock stroking and twisting. "That. Mmm... I want that." Binding your lips, you suckle on his head, letting your split seep down his length, meeting your fist as you stroke. "Oh - Oh shit," he groans.

JJ's brows rumple as you take him deep into your throat, handling as much of him as you can get. You feel his fingers thread through your bangs, working to the crown on your head, the other gripping the blanket. He follows your lead as you bob up and down on his length, shallow enough that you won't gag. JJ's not forcing it, the last thing he wants to do is stop. He bites his lip, holding back a moan.

Your fingers claw up his thighs, making his hips wriggle. You cup his heavy balls in your hands, rolling them as you suck, causing his fingers to twist a little further in your hair. He's close... JJ's neck muscles tighten, blonde bangs clinging to the veil of sweat on his forehead; his cheeks flush.

He's a little more forceful, pressing you down on his cock. "Fuck, Y/N... I'm - Shit. I'm cumming. Fuck," he draws out the word as he releases into your throat, cumming hard. JJ's eyes pinch shut, his free hand biting down on his knuckle; just a throaty moan falling from his parted lips.

JJ sighs blissfully, throwing his head deeper into the pillow. You draw off his dick slowly, sucking to the tip, making him hiss out a breath. He reaches for you lazily, pulling you onto his chest.

"You two done?" Pope’s voice cuts through the silence, making your cheeks flush a violent shade of red. JJ shakes his head, chuckling sleepily; his laugh rumbling in his chest as he wraps his arm tightly around you.

"With what, Pope?" JJ murmurs in a warm, satisfied tone. You laugh lightly against his skin, kissing him sweetly. JJ drops his focus, searching for your eyes, a soft smile spreading on his plush lips.

“I love you, darlin’.”

[cvlutos]

"Lost Bet"

| Repost: 01.12.23 | 0.7 K | Mature |

NRC 1st Years X Fem!Reader

| Characters 18+ | Sexual Themes | Smut | Woods | Wolf Knots | Poly | Orgy | Etc. | Proceed with Caution, Dearest. |

You blame Grim.

That dumb, stupid cat that you love so much and if you didn’t, you wouldn’t be in this intense, stupid position. If you hadn’t lost that dumb bet.

Sebek lets you lean against him, holding your wrists tightly, your face flush against his chest, while Jack grips your waist painfully. Fucking your cunt hard and fast, his pelvis smacking against the fat of your ass. Your body jolts with each thrust, your legs shaking and nearly buckling. Your hands clinging to the fabric of Sebek’s uniform, blubbering into his shirt.

"Look at her—takin’ your cock so well." You whimper at the sound of Ace’s hard voice, feeling his fingers drag along your slobbering folds, kneeling beneath your form. You can hear Jack suck in a breath, feeling his thick cock spread you open, his tip nudging at your cervix. "Please—please—please," words blindly tumble from your lips, feeling your world spin, listening to the lustful moans of both Deuce and Epel who jerk each other off. It’s too much.

"You like that—getting fucked in the woods." Ace’s words are blunt and taunting, his tongue running along the place where your dripping hole met Jack’s cock, earning a groan from the wolf beastman. You shake your head, hands clawing at Sebek, begging for any sort of grounding. Trying to get away from Jack’s overstimulating and bruising pace. That had your nails digging into your palms for any sort of grounding. "It’s embarrassing to run away. You lost." Sebek’s voice draws out a desperate whiny moan from you, his breath hot against your ear.

"It’s—not—its," You choke on your words, letting out a strangled sob, feeling Ace’s tongue twirl around your overstimulated bud. "Move over, I wanna taste—That’s okay, right?" You can hear over the sound of wet slapping skin, Deuce moving to where he crouched under you. Hungrily tasting your wet cunt, not waiting for an answer, your hips jerk and you tighten, squeezing Jack like a vice.

"I can’t—I can’t—"

Tears decorate your lashes, Jack’s arms wrapping around your lower half, hoisting you up, earning a groan from both Ace and Deuce. Your head falls back on Jack’s shoulder, rolling your hips, trying to recreate the missing friction. "Make room Jack." You whimper as Sebek grabs at the flesh from under your thighs, pushing them up to your chest. Rubbing his red cock head, collecting your slick before slowly pushing into you.

"Wait—" your panicked voice falls on deaf ears, feeling the burn of Sebek and Jack’s cock, both nuzzled deep within you, your back arching.

Your eyes snap close, feeling your shirt and bra push up past your chest. Another source of stimulation joins as Epel wraps his lips around one of your nipples, bugging at the hardened bud. Ace and Deuce still licking your clit desperately.

"I’m moving." Jack voices with a growl, sliding his dick out and slamming it back into you. Sebek lets out a throaty growl, following his lead with shallower thrusts, cum and slick coating his pale cock. His pupils blown. He forces your knees closer to your chest, quickening his pace.

"I’m—" You can feel the knot tighten, drool slipping past your lips, crying and moaning, one hand tugging at Epel’s hair, the other helping hold your own leg up. Your hips bucking to match the fae and beastman’s bruising pace.

"Go ahead. Cum." Jack’s voice is deep and throaty, the knot snapping, your cunt gushing over Sebek and Jack’s cock. Cum spewing over both Ace and Deuce’s faces. They both ride out your high, feeling both their cocks seeming to swell, Sebek’s face flushing red, smashing his lips into yours, while Jack digs his teeth into your neck. You can feel him spurt his cum inside, his dick pulsing and twitching before he slowly slides out with a groan. Jack’s cum is more violent, a knot forming, keeping his dick deep inside as he fills you up.

"You weren’t supposed to knot her." Sebek watches the milky ring of cum that rests just about Jack’s twitching ball sack, before looking at you. Your head lulling to the side, feeling both Deuce and Ace paint your ass and Epel painting the sides of your exposed stomach.

"Shit—I didn’t do it on purpose—" He looks down at you, still hoisting you up. He would be completely unable to move away until his cocked swelled down.

"At least you’re stuck together." Deuce tries to lighten the mood, earning an eye roll from Ace and a snort from Epel.

"How romantic."

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[konigsblog]

choking soap mactavish ...

price version. simon version. gaz version. könig version.

tw/cw: choking, breath play, dom!reader & dom!soap.

soap mactavish loves letting you take control, although he prefers to be dominant. from time to time, he'll allow you to straddle his hips and restrain his wrists, pinning his large hands above his head whilst you bounce onto his thick and lengthy cock sloppily and messily, the pain caused due to his wet tip smacking against your cervix repeatedly. you wrap your hand around throat, feeling him gulp, his prominent adam's apple moving against your palm.

he immediately glares at you, grunting quietly — almost snarling and growling like a wolf would. he twitches, his broad hips desperate to fuck into you as you continue grinding down against him, sitting on his wet, slick cock and not moving an inch to taunt him. if anything, this pisses the already frustrated and needy johnny off. he let's you take control when he's angry; so he doesn't absolutely destroy you... but having your hand against his throat was leaving him feeling almost threatened, grinding into you as he lifts his hips slowly.

immediately, you grip his nape tighter, fucking yourself down onto his leaking, drooling shaft while he groans breathlessly, the scot desperate for that sweet release building up inside of him. “quit teasin’ me, bonnie... dinae’ like tha’.” he spits, his eyes narrowing on you as the sides of your lips curl into a playful smirk, leaning your weight down onto his throat whilst bouncing on his veiny dick.

johnny's hand breaks free, only one as you manage to grab the other. he holds your waist, pushing you down in rhythm with your bounces. you free his wrist, feeling his calloused, large and warm hands hold and squeeze your waist while you restrict his breathing by pinching his nose, degrading him for being a pussy drunk slag...

“god, i wish you could see the reaction on your face, john... you look so stupid; so pussy drunk and desperate.”

your words catch him off guard, as he begins forcing your hips down onto his weeping, girthy cock, veins popping from his shaft and dragging slowly against your gummy and soft walls, lugging against your pussy. he groans hoarsely and deeply, gritting his teeth as he closes his eyes firmly, forcing you to bounce even harder as he chases what he'd been desiring this whole time.

in seconds, he's bucking his hips into you while you squeeze his throat, your eyes fluttered closed with your orgasm, your tightening and clutching walls latch onto his shaft firmly, creaming down his shaft with pearly, slick beads running down his ballsack. johnny's oozing cum drips from the sides of your full cunt, filling you with his aggressive pleasure as he grips your throat tightly, shaking your head playfully with a grin plastered on his face, chuckling quietly with exhaustion as he teases you for choking him out.

“such a stupid’ thing’, lassie’.. tryin’ tae taunt me, aye?”

[grxmreaperx]

ok alright listen...brat tamer Hoffman x f!reader.

I AM ON MY KNEES I am weak

i LOVE this!! that man is the biggest brat tamer in the world, no one is changing my mind!

Pairing: Mark Hoffman x (f!) reader

Word count: 1.3k

Warnings: 18+!! Porn with no plot. This is filth. Reader being a brat, spanking, dirty talk, masturbation (m!), p in v penetration, degradation.

Summary: When you’re bored at home by yourself, you decide to make a quick call to your boyfriend while he’s at work. And maybe add in a picture or two to really get his attention.

“Detective Hoffman.”

As soon as he picked up the phone, you felt yourself smile. “Hi, Detective.”

He could tell from the sultry tone of your voice what you were up to. You heard him suck in a breath. “What are you doing, sweetheart?” His voice held a warning, telling you not to play your games while he was at work.

“Nothing. I’m just bored,” you said, drawing out the last word.

“I’ll be home soon, I promise.”

“But I’m bored now!” you whined.

“I know, baby, but I need to work.”

“Fine,” you huffed. “I guess I’ll take care of myself then.”

You could practically see the look on his face: jaw clenched, eyes narrowed as he tried to keep himself from rushing home right then.

“Did I tell you that you could do that?”

“I don’t need your permission,” you said mockingly, knowing it would get under his skin.

“Oh, is that right?”

“Mhmm. I’ll see you later, Detective,” you said, hanging up before he could get another word in.

And, for good measure, you snapped a picture for him: spread out on your shared bed, wearing nothing but his shirt and your underwear.

--

You heard the front door slam shut about an hour later, your boyfriend’s footsteps getting closer to your room. You sat on the bed, staring at him innocently as he came through the door.

“Hi baby! How was your day?” you asked sweetly.

He chuckled, shaking his head. “It was good, until you decided to call and act like a little brat.”

You forced a confused look onto your face. “What are you talking about? Was I acting like a brat?”

He shed his jacket, loosening his tie from around his neck. “Don’t play dumb with me, baby. You know exactly what you were doing. Taunting me, sending me that pretty picture.”

“Oh! That!”

He sat down on the edge of your bed. “Get your ass over here,” he demanded, motioning to his lap. You excitedly crawled over to him, straddling his legs. He grabbed your hips, forcing you back off. “No, no, no, sweetheart. Over my knees.”

You slowly positioned yourself, trying to hide your excitement, lying over his lap with your ass in the air.

“How many do you think you deserve, baby?”

You thought for a moment. “I don’t think I deserve any, I don’t think I did anything wrong.”

He chuckled, landing a slap on your ass. “Wrong answer, baby. Try again.”

“Ten?” you tried.

“That’s better. And you’re going to count them for me.”

“And what if I don’t wanna count them?” You hid your face in your bedsheets, hiding your smile.

“Well, then I guess I’ll just have to keep going until your ass is red and you’re begging me to fuck you.”

He ran a hand over your ass before landing another smack. You bit your lip, trying to stifle the moan building in your throat.

He waited for a moment, seeing if you would begin counting, or if you weren’t done with your little act.

When you stayed silent, he landed another.

And another.

“I won’t fuck you until you count, sweetheart. We can do this as long as you like. I’ve got all night.”

As he landed the next blow, the moan you had been suppressing finally escaped your lips, followed desperately by a “one.”

“Much better.”

Two.

Three.

Four.

He ran two fingers through your folds, letting out a low laugh. “You love being a brat, don’t you?” Five. “You love making me punish you, don’t you, baby?”

“Yes,” you whined, before counting the sixth blow.

“Yes what?”

“Yes, Daddy.”

“Better.” Seven.

Your legs shook as you became more and more desperate, hips bucking slightly, looking for any sort of friction.

Mark pulled your head back by your hair, your back arching. He leaned down, bringing his mouth right next to your ear. “If you hadn’t been such a bad girl today, I could already be buried inside you. But no, you had to act like a little slut, didn’t you?” Eight.

Your ass stung and you knew you’d have handprints imprinted on you the next day. “I’m sorry, Daddy,” you whined. “Just wanted your attention.”

Nine. “Just wanted my attention, hm? Well now you’ve got it, sweetheart.”

“Ten!” you moaned as he finished your punishment.

“Good. Now get down on your knees.”

You sunk down to the floor in front of him, hands moving to unbuckle his belt. He grabbed your wrists, giving you a mocking smile. “Oh no, baby. Only good girls get to suck Daddy off. You get to kneel there and watch. Put your hands behind your back. If you move them, I won’t touch you for the rest of the night.”

An indignant noise left your throat, but you complied, placing your hands behind your back as he undid his pants.

His eyes locked onto yours as he placed a hand around the base of his cock, slowly stroking himself. You let out a whine, forcing yourself to keep your hands and hips still. The ache was becoming unbearable. You had wanted punished, you had wanted his full attention, but now all you wanted was to feel him.

His eyes roamed your body as he sped up. “Such a pretty slut, aren’t you? If you had been good, you wouldn’t have to be punished.”

“I’m sorry, Daddy. Please…”

“Please what?”

Your nails dug into your palms as you forced your hands to stay in place. You felt your face heat up.

“Cmon baby, tell me what you want.”

“Please, I want you to fuck me.”

He let out a groan. “You think you’ve been punished enough? You gonna stop being such a little brat?”

You nodded frantically.

He considered you for a moment, hand lazily working his cock. He finally stood, motioning for you to bend over the bed. “Get up.”

You hurried to your feet, lying your front half onto the bed. You felt the head of his dick tease your entrance. “God, baby, you’re fuckin’ soaked. You love being a little whore, don’t you?”

“Yes!” you moaned, trying to push yourself back onto him.

He gripped your hips roughly, pushing into you all at once. Your mouth fell open as his hand found its way up your body, snaking its way around your front, gripping your throat. He forced your body up until your back was pressed against his chest as he fucked into you.

“Is this what you wanted baby? You wanted me to use you?”

You quickly let out a stream of “yes’s,” head falling back onto his shoulder.

He chuckled. “Not so much of a brat now, are you? Not so cocky when you’re full of my dick, are you baby?”

You cried out, too lost in your own pleasure to form an answer. You held tightly to his arm, trying to keep yourself grounded.

His other hand reached down, rubbing quick circles around your clit. You felt your body shake, getting closer to the edge. “Can I…” you began to ask, a whine forcing its way out of your throat.

“Go on, baby, cum for me.”

As soon as he whispered the words in your ear, you let go, your high washing over you. He wasn’t far behind you, emptying himself inside of you as you came down from your orgasm.

He slowly pulled out of you before softly grabbing your hips and turning you around to sit on the bed. You let out a contented sigh, lying back onto the sheets. He smirked, lying down next to you and pulling you to him, placing a kiss on your forehead.

“Did you enjoy acting like a brat?” he asked, a small laugh leaving his lips.

You quickly nodded. You had gotten exactly what you had wanted.

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[feistyfreaks]

Hi ! I recently came across your page and I love your writing!

I was wondering if you still take requests?? Bc if so I was hoping you could do a Miguel O’Hara fic where the reader is the dominant one and he’s like a submissive switch if that makes sense…

Like Miguel would be really vocal, overstimulated, and bratty while the reader would be kind of mean and bratty as well.

Even if you’re not able to do this fic, I still love your content and you’ve definitely gained a new follower !!

Have a great day <3333

NECIO - MIGUEL O'HARA ＊

pairings⋮ sub!miguel x femdom!reader

₊❏❜ content⋮ bdsm, begging, degradation, use of sex toys, handjobs, dirty talk, overstimulation, edging & nicknames.

note⋮ aww tysm, that really means a lot 🥹. i hope you have a great day too! hope you didn’t mind waiting lol i went on a mini break 😭.

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miguel was a bit of a troublemaker.

you see..

miguel had a penchant for pushing your limits, he enjoyed pushing your buttons. he knew that you were not one to take his cheeky rejoinders lightly, but that only thrilled him to provoke you further.

that’s how he found himself stuck like this.

blindfolded and tied,

a whining, withering mess.

you finally click the vibrator off as his hips stutter. you trail your fingers down the sweaty slope of his abdomen hearing him stifle a moan.

“mami, please it hurts.” he begs, waiting for you to lay your hands on him. your clit throbs listening to the pure desperation in his voice, he looked so fucked out and he sounded utterly recked.

his gasps and whimpers were music to your ears.

his hair was slick onto his forehead, and his biceps flexed with how much they tugged onto the bondage you put up. but they didn’t budge, he was strapped on there, tight.

he tried to keep his composure under control but the sound of something being clicked, followed by a soft vibration being trailed up his thigh again made him break.

fuck.

“mami, porfavor.” he whined, realizing he was set for another round of torture. “please, i’ll do all the house chores, w-whatever you want just—”

“shut up before i leave you here all alone.” you snapped, smacking his pretty face. “bribing me won’t make your punishment any better.” you added, bringing the vibrator against his sticky boxers where there was already a visible tent forming. “dumb fuck, look at how easily you get an erection.” you laugh as a rush of adrenaline coursed through him making him wince, he obviously relished the degradation.

“say sorry.” you demand. “i’m not saying sorry,” he choked out, “you don’t deserve it.”

“eres tan terco. no te cuesta simplemente pedir perdón, o sí te cuesta?, you’re such a fucking brat.” you fuss, encircling his cocks head as his thighs twitched. “yea, you’re one to talk,” he murmured underneath his breath. “what’d you say?” you raised a brow, turning up a level.

he hesitated but before he could open his mouth you grabbed his face, “that’s bold of you.” you scoffed, “mami, no, i didn’t mean that-” he lied, feeling the vibrator press up against his shaft.

“fascinating how you continue to run your mouth and then lie about it.” you spat as he moaned in response. “it’s like you’ve learned nothing.” you rolled your eyes, stuffing your panties inside his mouth as you run the vibrator along his length and he slightly shutters. his cock hardens in his confinements as excitement engulfed him, and despite his usual protests, miguel couldn't admit to himself how much he enjoyed your rough treatment.

he groaned, tearing up from overstimulation as his hips bucked, his lashes soaked the blindfold with his wet tears. he looked so pathetic that you almost gave into his pleas, but it was for his constant taunting’s that got him here. he needed to learn his lesson.

“you’re a big wimp, you know that right?” you teased with a smirk he couldn’t see. he tried to grind against the vibrator but you clicked back into the lowest vibrations, ruining the incoming orgasm as he grunted.

you rubbed his cock through the thin elastic fabric. his tip leaked with so much pre, he wanted stimulation, he needed it.

you traced the stitching on the soft cotton of his briefs, following the lines on the overlapping pieces of his boxers.

he bit his tongue and an energy began to course through him, filling him with anticipation.

“still waiting for that apology,” you hum, trailing the vibrator down his toned thigh and towards his heavy balls. “semsivive!” he mumbled as his thighs tensed.

“that’s for you being such a nuisance,” you murmur, turning up a level. “you think you can get away with talking to me like that, hm?” you snap, roughly pressing the vibrator onto his balls. “eres tan necio.”

his body jolts and he squirmed away from the toy, another wince leaving his mouth as his chest heaved.

you tugged down his waistband and his cock sprung out, tip already red and pulsating. you wrapped your hand around his girth, treating miguel to a few sturdy pumps. “fuck, you’re hard as a rock baby. look at you leak like a fucking faucet, you’re so pathetic.” you degrade, squeezing his girth as you slap his length against the palm of your hand.

adrenaline rushes through him and he writhes from the overstimulation and yet he found himself getting off on being put in his place. although miguel acted tough, he couldn’t help but whimper and breathe heavily when being subjected to your unexpected stimulants.

you gathered your saliva, spitting down onto the purple tinted tip before slipping a ring around his girth to maintain his erection.

you pick up the pace, and his arousal squelches with every stroke as you feel that familiar palpitation.

he’s near.

your thumb presses onto his slit, teasing him further.

miguel whines, and his hips buck violently. “last chance, i know you want it.” you offer, purposely jerking him off just the way he liked it. miguel humped into your hand greedily and you took the laced fabric out of his mouth as he moans, tears staining his cheeks as his body writhes.

“say sorry and i might just consider letting you cum.”

miguel whimpers, gulping as he hesitates. “i’m sorry.”

“that’s a good boy.”

his lips quiver before his dick palpitates and his tip sputters, painting his abdomen white. “fuck, baby, look at you gush.” you groan, harshly squeezing his cock.

his tip spurts out a few more white ropes of his orgasm and his brain goes all fuzzy, his head tilts back in euphoria as his jaw slacks.