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Day 19 | Jean Kirstein | Kinktober 2021

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19th October - A/B/O

paring: alpha jean kirstein x omega reader

summary: jean and you were constantly competing ever since you were new recruits, to the point where you were both taking heavy suppressants so you could always be on your best game. until the suppressants stop working.

words: 6.1k

warnings: small season 3/4 spoilers, 18+, smut, a/b/o dynamics, rivals to lovers, jean is cocky af, hate-sex, both are generally just really mean to each other, degradation (kinda), knotting and marking

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It took everything within you not to slam your flute of champagne that had just been refilled.

This was painful, so embarrassingly, frustratingly, painful.

Out of all the other Captains, why had Commander Erwin chosen Jean to accompany you? Could you not have arrived separately?

The hatred you shared for each other wasn’t a secret from anyone, even the new recruits could smell how much you disliked each other. Ever since you were recruits yourselves there had been this level of competition that went way beyond just friendly banter.

He had to be better than you at everything, and you needed to make sure he was always one step behind you. Yet somehow you always came neck and neck.

For you, it was an uphill battle for you to prove that you were strong even though you were an Omega, and for Jean; he couldn’t let an Omega be better than him, that would wound his poor Alpha pride.

If either of you got the lead on Titan kills, or training circuit timings, the other would catch up within the day.

For example, the day you were promoted to Captain so was he. That’s one of the reasons you were at this excuse for the big wigs in Sina to flash their wallets; sorry, they called it a ceremony.

Every few years the brass would hold these events to try and keep the underlings happy, it didn’t so much work on the Scout Regiment, but the people hosting this shit-show were the ones responsible for your funding, so you were forced to attend.

Apparently there was a badge of honour for Captain’s who’d sustained no fatalities within their squads, like a Captain had control over whether their soldiers lived or died.

Considering you’d become a Captain 6 months ago, it was a pretty good feat that none of your men had died in battle, and neither had any of Jean’s.

While you were happy that the Scout Regiment’s survival rate had gone up dramatically, it meant that there were two people accepting that award tonight - you and Kirstein.

“Slow down or I’ll have to carry you up those steps,” Jean took your empty champagne flute out of your hand, apparently you’d angrily downed it anyway while lost in thought, “Like you could carry me anywhere,” instead of fighting him for your glass back, you opted to pick another full one up off of a passing waiter’s tray.

Jean scowled at how casually you’d outsmarted him, now looking like an alcoholic holding his own glass and another empty one.

“Haven’t you got some rich women to be rejected by?” you raised an eyebrow as you took a long spit from your fresh drink.

He was following you around like a shadow, you didn’t understand why he wouldn’t leave you alone, for someone who hated you he was being pretty clingy.

“Who says I’d get rejected?” He followed you over to the bar where you rested your flute down for a moment so you could relieve the cramp that was forming in your hand. He gave the bartender the empty glass and finished off his own before handing that one to him as well.

He leaned with one foot crossed over the other and his elbows and back resting on the bar top, you envied how casual and relaxed he could be at such a formal event.

One thing you did respect him for was the fact that he did keep his distance from you, always leaving a bit of personal space between you like a chair or room for another person.

You wanted to assume it was because he didn’t want to be near you like you didn’t want to be near him, but you both knew it was to keep pheromones at bay. As much as you detested each other, your biology said otherwise.

Keeping a distance from each other was the best way to stop mother nature from trying to play cupid.

That wasn’t to say you didn’t find Jean attractive, he was a very handsome man, especially since he was able to grow some facial hair. It’s that you didn’t want to let yourself become just another Alpha’s Omega. And his ego drove you up the wall.

Jean was more attracted to himself than anyone would ever be attracted to him.

“You’re a Scout, no sane woman here would even look in your direction,” you scoffed, watching him scan the room for any unsuspecting women he could prey on, he was a wannabe player despite his lack of game.

A sharp puff of air shot out of his nose as he humourlessly laughed at you, “Same goes for you then,” the didn’t turn his attention to you when he spoke, instead letting you talk to the side of his face, “Good thing I have no interest in any of the men here,” you picked up your drink and took another hearty swig.

“Not even me?” he finally turned his head to grin at you sarcastically, although he would never admit it he did find you incredibly attractive. He actually thought about pursuing you before he set his sights on Mikasa, but you made it very clear from the start that you didn’t like him.

Even moreso when you were all dressed up like you were now, your gold chain delicately dangling around your neck, with the Wings of Freedom emblem engraved in a piece of gold plating resting uncomfortably between your cleavage.

Amusingly to him, he’d watched you fish it out from between your breasts multiple times tonight, the flat piece of gold kept wanting to wedge itself between your two mounds - he would’ve adjusted the length of the chain for you, but that was too close to your scent glands for comfort.

He knew how annoying extravagant that piece was because he had the exact same chain. It was presented to a handful of Scouts who’d shown exceptional amounts of courage during one of the most recent expeditions - you lost a lot of friends that day so it meant more than it’s value in gold. It could’ve been made from wood for all he cared.

“Especially not you, Kirstein,” you spat his last name back at him as you finished your drink, “Although, if I have enough of these I might be able to look at you without wanting to vomit,” you snickered to yourself as you picked up yet another glass.

Jean’s face went from annoyance to concern, “Seriously, slow down on those,” he wanted to take the glass away from you again but he knew you’d just pick up another one instead, “We’ve still gotta be presentable for the ceremony,” he lectured you while picking up another glass of his own like a hypocrite he was.

You pointed at his hand now holding a flute and gave him a pointed glare that said ‘Oh but you’re allowed more?!’.

As though he had read your mind he answered your rhetorical question with his lips ghosting over the rim of his glass, “I’m not the one that has a low alcohol tolerance,” he was referring to the night as a new recruit that he would never let you forget, the night where you got obscenely drunk and made out with Reiner.

That was before you all figured out he was a traitor, which made it all the more embarrassing, “Or the one on medication,” he slyly added in and it made you want to punch him straight in the nose.

“Yes you are!” you called his bluff, shouting a little bit too loud for such an extravagant event.

Both of you were on heavy suppressants; for pheromones, urges, heats and ruts, you name it and the two of you were suppressing the shit out of it with medicine. It was hard to be a Captain when you let things get to you.

“Yeah, but yours is stronger,” he commented before finally taking a sip of his drink. It was true, yours were stronger, they had to be.

Omega’s were rare and if you walked around smelling like one then disgusting Alpha’s would surely take advantage of your biology.

It made you boil with rage that he would even bring that up, he knew how much it pissed you off when people mentioned your unfortunate circumstance. Most people thought you were an Alpha or at least a Beta because of your personality, only the higher ups and other Captain’s knew what you were.

And God did Jean rub it in your face when he was told. “There was always something off about you,” he’d said, “Now it all makes sense!” he left that meeting with a black eye and no one dared tell you off.

You opened your mouth to give him a piece of your mind when a voice announced through the microphone that the ceremony was starting and that everyone should take their seats.

What you didn’t expect, was for the seats to be bolted to the floor and extremely close together. Who bolts chairs to the floor?

The two of you took your seats at your tiny table and instantly you knew this was going to be an issue, you could smell his cologne and no doubt he could smell your perfume. He smelt like musk and leather, it made a warm sensation tingle through your body; and you smelt like fresh linen and vanilla, it made Jean’s heart flutter.

Almost at the same time, you both shuffled to the edges of your seats to create as much space between you as possible.

Somehow, everyone else had managed to settle into their seats fine and without issue, but that was probably because each table was an award winner and their partner. It was just you and Jean who were single so they shoved you together.

It was okay, at least it was cologne and perfume and not your actual biological aroma - you could hold on long enough to get the ceremony over and done with.

It was not okay. The longer you sat in these uncomfortable metal chairs, the more the heat from the lights was making you both sweat, not by much but enough for the other person to notice.

Finally your names were called and you walked up the stairs together, hoping that no one would notice the uncomfortable grimaces you both had on your faces.

Well, even if anyone did notice, they would probably put it down to you and Jean being the only Scouts in the whole building, and despite everything they’d done and sacrificed for humanity, they still weren’t respected.

The badges were pinned onto your attire, you bowed quickly and left the stage in a hurry, taking your seats again.

Jean sat with his elbow on the table and his hand casually covering his mouth and nose. He probably thought you couldn’t see him pinching his nostrils shut in an attempt to keep your scent out of his system.

It’s fine, the medication you both take is enough to calm a horse, neither of you had gone through a rut or heat in about 10 months - the medic had tried to tell you how unhealthy that was for your body but you’d both said it wasn’t necessary.

The only way you both knew that was because the medic had said, “You’re both as stubborn as each other!” and there was only one person they could be referring to.

When the lights went up and the ceremony was over you both shot out of your seats, “I’m going to go get some air!” you said at the same time he said, “I need to piss!”, you furrowed your eyebrows at how unnecessarily graphic he decided to be but he’d walked off before you could say anything.

It felt like a weight had been lifted off your chest as soon as he was away from you, but at the same time you had an itch that said to follow him and be near him again.

You shook your head trying to knock some sense into your brain, ‘Dumb Omega brain, stop trying to jump on the first Alpha you see!’ you internally scolded yourself as you made your way through the entryway doors.

The cold air felt nice on your warm skin and definitely helped to calm you down, the smell of the small water fountain overtook any residual of Jean’s cologne that was trapped in your nostrils.

“I see I’m not the only one wanting some peace and quiet!” you heard a voice from behind you, turning on your heel you saw it was an older gentleman - clearly a Sina resident due to his lavish attire. “You’re the Scout Captain are you not?” he pointed an abnormally fat finger in your direction.

In reality, you didn’t want to talk to his man, you wanted to be left alone but Erwin had stressed how important it was to have sponsors and relations with the higher up’s.

“That’s me!” you faked a smile, hoping that would be enough for him to leave you alone, but you had no such luck, “Where’s that young gentleman you had with you earlier?” the man glanced around him as though Jean was hiding behind a bush or something.

It annoyed you to no end when people assumed you always had to have a male with you for protection, “No clue, he’s probably by the bar if I had to guess,” you laughed as best you could, but for once you actually wished Jean was with you.

“If I had someone like you on my arm I wouldn’t let you out of my sight,” he took a few steps closer to you, “Oh no, I’m not- we’re not-” you stumbled over your own words, the proximity of this stranger was starting to unnerve you but you refused to step away.

If you backed away from him then it was obvious that he had the power in this situation and you refused to show any weakness, you were representing the Scouts after all.

“Ah I see!” he mused, reaching out and taking your hand in his gross sweaty palms, you wanted to heave and push him away, but that would tarnish any current and future relationships the Scouts would have with their benefactors, “All work and no play?” he tilted his gaze from your hands up to your eyes.

It should’ve hit you sooner, the disgusting stench of a grimy Alpha matched with that unpleasant glint in his eye, he was only after one thing, “I’m afraid so,” you reached your other hand up to play with your pendant for comfort.

“Why so distressed, Omega?” his use of your title cut through your thoughts like a knife, “What?” you asked, pulling your hand from his grip roughly, “Your scent, it’s sour will distress.” he said plainly.

No, no, no! If this lowlife could smell it on you then soon everyone else would know, and your status as a Captain would be ridiculed.

“If you came and lived with me then you’d never have to work another day in your life, you could live a comfortable life looking after our pups,” the man offered you with a sickly love-struck grin.

All you could do was stare at him in disbelief, “With all due respect, Sir, I like my job and I can’t think of anything worse than that,” you tried to move past him but he caught your arm with his hand before you could get out of reach.

“You mean to tell me you’d rather spend every day of your life killing Titan’s and living in poverty?” he asked with a mix of disbelief and anger on his face.

Ah, so he’s fully aware of the living conditions that the Scouts have, but refuses to do anything about it!

“Yes, Sir, it’s what I’m good at!” you tried to keep your tone as level and polite as you could, but even you could smell the distress wafting off of you.

The man’s grip on your arm was pitiful, you could’ve gotten out of it very quickly if you wanted to break a few of his fingers, but it would be best if this altercation was resolved amicably, for the sake of the rest of the Regiment having enough funds for food.

From behind you, you heard your name being called. Turning your head towards the sound, you saw Jean making his way down the stone steps and towards you.

Great, this is just what you needed.

“Jean, stay there!” you yelled back at him but of course he wouldn’t listen. When did he ever listen to you, “You don’t know what you’re missing out on stupid girl!” the man’s other hand shot out and grabbed your head, trying to pull you in for a kiss, but you quickly slapped his face hard, “Don’t ever fucking touch me again!” you spat landing a harsh knee into the pervert’s stomach.

The man toppled backwards and fell into the water fountain with a splash, you took a few steps back to stop yourself from getting drenched.

Oh fuck! Oh shit! Erwin’s gonna be mad.

Jean’s voice shouted your name again but everything was going blurry as you realised what you’d done. Your attention snapped to Jean’s approaching figure and you hastily stepped backwards and away from him, “Seriously Jean stay away!” this was too much all at once.

His dress shoes crunched against the gravel hastily and then suddenly came to a stop, you watched his body sway slightly and he shook his head in the same way you’d done earlier.

There was a moment of silence while you watched Jean wipe his face and rub his eyes, blinking erratically like he had something in his eye.

You took another step backwards in hopes that the more distance you put between you the less likely your scent was going to affect him, even though it was clear it had already infected his brain.

The sound of your shoe crunching on the stones beneath you made him snap his head up again but this time his vision was locked on you, it was the first time in your life where Jean had actually seemed intimidating to you.

He continued to stalk towards you, “Are you okay?” he asked in a voice that was oddly calm for the situation. Within a few more steps he was in front of you holding your shaking arms in his hands to try and stabilise you, his touch was warm and inviting.

Wait! He was touching you! This was the first time you’d ever made skin to skin contact with Jean, were his fingers always this soft?

“Y-Yeah, ‘m fine,” you mumbled, not fine in any sense of the word but it felt like the appropriate thing to say.

The splashing of water drew your attention away from Jean’s hands on your forearms and back to the fountain, “Stupid Omega bitch!” the disgusting man started shouting at you as he clawed his way out of the fountain.

Jean’s grip on you tightened and instantly his fragrance hit your nose, he was angry and prideful. He probably did even realise his scent suppressants weren’t working anymore just like you had.

“I’ll ruin your life, all you fucking Scouts!” the man was about to step out of the fountain but Jean’s had found his collar and was lifting him off the ground with ease.

It was hard to forget how tall Jean was, but he was actually pretty strong despite his lanky frame.

Jean stared him down as he held him off the ground, the man couldn’t look more terrified if he tried, “Let’s get one thing straight,” Jean said through gritted teeth, you’d never seen Jean this genuinely angry before - it made you wonder if he was actually mad the times he’d been angry at you.

“I don’t care what your title is or who you work for, you could be the Commander’s long lost brother for all I care, but if you as so much as glance in her direction again I’ll make you wish you were never born,” Jean’s voice lowered to an octave that you didn’t know his voice could manage.

Honestly, it scared you so you had no idea how the man he was holding hadn’t pissed himself on the spot.

Jean radiated murderous intent, for a second you wondered whether he was actually going to kill him from the stench that was coming off of him, “Do I make myself clear?” he shook the man by the collar and he started to frantically nod.

“Yes, yes! Perfectly clear!” he man clawed onto the back of Jean’s hands to try and get him to let go but his grip was made of iron, “Jean?” you called out quietly to him and you saw his shoulders tense, “Please take me home,” you hated how pathetic your voice sounded but you didn’t want to be around people right now, especially if your suppressants weren’t working.

The man’s body dropped harshly onto the gravel by Jean’s feet and he quickly scrambled to his feet and ran off out of sight.

“Let’s go.” was all he said before walking off in the direction of the carriages.

The ride back was intense, Jean was sat opposite you, digging his fingers into his own knees and you were trying to look anywhere but him.

“Would you please calm down?” he kept his eye line on the floor of the carriage but the beads of sweat lining his forehead told you he was having as hard of a time as you were, “I can’t help it!” you yelled back at him, your chest rising and falling rapidly.

This was exactly what you both wanted to avoid. Something had gone wrong along the way, whether it was alcohol messing with your medication or simply just prolonged close contact with a potential mate, it had made a mess that was going to be hard to tiptoe around.

The carriage was the worst idea, it would’ve been easier to spend the two hours walking back to the small Scout cabin Erwin had saved for you both. At least the cold air would’ve soothed your burning skin.

It was like a hotbox of pheromones. Even with the windows open as far as they would go, all you could smell was him and all he could smell was you.

You had to dig your nails into the palms of your hands to stop you from jumping on him and nuzzling into his neck.

The thought of feeling his warm skin against yours was more temping than a hot bath. You bet his skin was soft everywhere, especially if his hands were that soft you wondered what his chest felt like; what his abs felt like; what his-

“Will you stop staring at me?” his voice pulled you from your mental ramblings, he still refused to look at you but now his eyes were closed.

His knuckles had gone white and his jaw was clenched tightly.

“I don’t know what you’re thinking about, but think about something else!” he slowly opened his eyes and you noticed his gaze flicker to your thighs before going back to there spot on the floor.

His nostrils flared as the aroma of your growing attraction to him started to seep into the carriage, his hand shot up to cover his mouth and nose again like before as though that would help.

“I can’t - oh fuck!” he groaned into his palm, cutting his own sentence off. Almost like a domino effect, you whined quietly upon hearing his cuss, “No! Don’t do that!” he shifted uncomfortably trying to push himself further into the corner of the carriage.

This was a sorry sight. Two grown adults, pressed into separate ends of a carriage, breathing heavily and fighting against nature.

The atmosphere shifted, you felt it in your muscles. The air was thicker with his smell, so much so that you thought you were going to choke on it. It was like your favourite food was cooking in the kitchen but you couldn’t eat it, it just made you hungrier and salivate more.

You knew exactly what that scent was, you’d caught a whiff of it only once before, “Jean, you’re-”, “-I know!” he interrupted your obvious statement - he was going into a rut.

A part of you felt horrible, it had obviously been brought on by your distress; but another part of you was terrified. Biology had a sick sense of humour, Alpha’s and Omega’s often triggered each other, so if he was going into a rut then your heat would surely follow if you didn’t get away soon.

10 months of suppression would feel like absolute Hell on earth.

The moment the carriage stopped you flung the door open and stumbled towards the little cabin, Jean paid the strangely calm driver and followed you up the pathway.

He kept his distance the best he could but his scent was strong even from the end of the pathway.

By the time Jean had entered the cabin, you’d found his medicine bag and put it on the kitchen table, you stepped back as far as you could until you were leaning against the sink.

Trying to steady your breathing was hard, but trying to convince your body against every stupid idea that popped into your mind was the toughest bit.

You watched him slowly approach the table, his movements were stiff like he was in a tremendous amount of pain, a shaky hand reached for the bag and a strangled laugh left his throat.

“These wont do anything now,” he dropped the bag back onto the table, “Well, what else do you want me to do?!” you fought against the voice in your head telling you not to argue with him, “Don’t ask me questions like that!” he mumbled to himself but you heard it.

He gripped onto the wall tightly to steady his balance, “I’m going for a walk,” you pushed yourself off the sink and tried to hurry past him but he side stepped and was immediately in your way.

His brown eyes were practically glowing with lust and it made your stomach do backflips, the way he looked at you made you press your thighs together, “No, you’re not!” he ordered in a low voice, it made your skin tingle.

“I-I am,” you stuttered feeling completely overwhelmed by the scent he was giving off; protective, frustrated, and aroused. You could feel a pain starting to form in your lower abdomen and you knew what was coming, 10 months of stubbornness coming to bite you in the ass.

“No, you’re not, not like this. What if something happens to you,” his eyes were locked onto yours and they showed genuine concern, you wanted to be your usual sassy self and ask him since when he’s ever cared about what happened to you, but you knew now wasn’t the time.

You tried to step around him again but this time he grabbed hold of your hips and pushed you against the wall, almost knocking the air out of your lungs. His grip on your was bruising and controlling, but you made no attempt to escape, instead you whined at the contact.

“Fuck...” he breathed as his brown eyes darted from your mouth to your breasts and from your breasts to your jaw. His hardened length was pressed against your leg and even through the multiple layers of clothing you could feel how warm it was.

The pain in your abdomen tightened, “Jean!” you whimpered and felt his cock jump against your thigh at the sound of his name, “I know, I know!” his voice was just as strained as yours.

Out of everyone, why did it have to be Jean? The person you had a rivalry with since you were teenagers.

“The s-sensible thing would be to go to our-” you stopped yourself to take a sharp intake of breath at the cramp that shot through you, “-to our rooms and wait it out.” you continued as soon as you were able.

The sound of your heavy panting was the only thing that could be heard throughout the whole cabin. Jean’s breaths ghosted over your mouth like he was purposely teasing you.

“I don’t want do that,” Jean shook his head lightly without taking his eyes off of yours.

As much as your pride made you want to push him off you and tell him to get lost, you had to admit that having him looming over you and caging you against the wall like this as his eyes practically devoured you was incredibly hot. “I don’t wanna do that either,” you confessed to both yourself and him.

The moment those words left your lips his were on your throat, kissing and sucking along any skin he could find, your arms wrapped around his shoulders and your fingers tangled into his ash blonde hair.

It was like someone had shaken a soda bottle and finally taken the cap off - passion and drive exploded between you. Every one of his nibbles and licks made you hum and yip with delight, which in favour earned groans from him.

Eventually he found your sweet spot under your jaw, making you moan. He paused for a second and you felt a tremble go through his body, then he drove straight back into that spot with harsher kisses and harder bites.

One of his hands had frantically pulled up your dress and slipped into your underwear, “Fuck, you’re soaked!” he breathed against your neck, you would’ve taken a moment to scold him but any sort of comeback was silence as he slid two of his fingers into you.

You moaned loudly at the feeling, you knew Jean had long fingers by the size of his hands but feeling them inside you really put it into perspective. He groaned along with your own sounds, clearly loving the feeling of your wetness closing around his digits.

Just as quickly as he’d pushed them into you, he dragged them back out, “I need to be in you,” he panted, pulling himself off you slightly so he could attempt to reach his medicine bag on the table without letting go of you. You knew he was reaching for his condoms, you saw them in there earlier.

The tips of his fingers grazed the edge of the bag but not enough to grab it, “Fuck it!” he shouted through gritted teeth and turned back to your dazed expression.

He spun you around harshly so your face and chest was against the wall and hiked your skirt up again but held onto this time as he pulled your panties down and let them fall down your legs, you could hear him unbuckling his dress pants as well.

“Is this okay?” he spoke so quickly you barely understood what he was saying, “Please tell me it’s okay!” he panted, it was obvious he was having an internal battle, he wanted you so badly but he’d completely forgotten to make sure you were actually alright with this.

“Christ sake, just fuck me Jean, please!” you cried, you didn’t want to wait any longer.

His tip prodded you for a second before he fully sheathed himself inside of you, you moaned at the fullness and he groaned at how warm you were, but he kept going. When you thought he was balls deep more kept coming until it started to hurt.

You hissed and he immediately withdrew his hips so only his head was inside of you, “I’m sorry, did I hurt you?” he asked in a low mocking voice, you couldn’t speak so you just nodded - ironically, you thought his fingers were a lot but it was nothing compared to his.

His panicked demeanour from before had completely disappeared and in it’s wake was a cocky Alpha with a point to prove.

“Can’t you take it?” he started to thrust into you but you could tell he was holding back by the way his body was trembling, “I-I can!” you protested stubbornly trying to will your hips to move along with his thrusts.

He kissed the side of your face as he began to push more of himself into you with every buck of his hips, “I don’t think you can!” he whispered in your ear with a grin that you could hear in his words.

“I’m finally better than you at something!” he rubbed it in your face and emphasised it with harsh slams of his hips.

Suddenly he stopped, pulling out of you completely the same way he’d done with his fingers, and turned you around to face him. He hooked his hands under your ass and lifted you up so your back was against the wall.

“I wanna see your face when you realise I’m better than you,” his cocky grin made you wanna slap him; so you did, not very hard but enough to make an impact, “You’ll never be better than me Kirstein,” you found your voice momentary between the greedy inhales of air.

He pushed you back down on his cock and didn’t stop until you felt his knot push past your tight walls and nuzzle itself into you comfortably, “We’ll see,” he licked his bottom lip as he began to bounce you on his dick, using the wall as a support.

The power in his muscles was unlike anything you’d seen from Jean, you knew he was strong as evident from earlier when he lifted that man off the ground, but this was something else, this was primal.

You felt your orgasm building to it’s peak as his cockhead hit your cervix over and over again, you felt his balls slapping against your ass when all you could do was shake and scream as you came around him.

His dick pulsed against your tensing walls and a trail of cusses fell from his mouth, his hips became erratic and he asked something you never thought you’d hear from him, “Be mine?” he breathed against your ear.

“Be mine so I can protect you-” he wasn’t begging or pleading, he was opening up for once, “-I know you don’t need protecting but at least let me have your back!” one of his hands moved from your ass to cup your cheek gently.

It was the most genuine and careful thing he’d done all night, it felt like your heart was going to explode.

He leaned his head in and kissed you deeply, you moaned against his mouth as you let his tongue explore the inside of your mouth. When he broke away for air you could finally speak, “You can have me,” you gripped onto his shoulders as his bucks became harder “If the sex is -ah!- always this good then you can have me!”.

He was so close to his own release but he was waiting for your confirmation. A smile broke across his face, a contrast to his normal smirk, but was quickly wiped away by a guttural groan that ripped from his throat. Moments later you felt him release inside of you, ropes of his cum filling you up almost to the brim.

The two of you stayed there, chests rising and falling, with the knowledge that you’d only be sated for a short period of time before that desperation came back.

“I thought-” you started before you stopped yourself, “You thought what?” Jean asked when you didn’t continue, there was a tint to it that made you think he knew what you were going to ask, “I-I thought you were going to claim me,” you tried to hide your face from embarrassment.

He raised one of his eyebrows and that cocky smirk was back on his face, “Aw, you wanted me to claim you? Was it that good?” he poked his tongue out to wet his bottom lip, his eyes the picture of victory.

“Don’t worry, we have enough time for that, it’s not like we can go anywhere for a while,” he pushed off of the wall and walked with you still speared onto his cock. To emphasise his point, he pulled his hips back a bit until you felt his knot hit your entrance, confirming that you were -indeed- going nowhere while physically joined like this.

He walked you up the stairs and laid you down on his bed, his aroma filling your senses. He unbuttoned his dress shirt and let it hang open as he started to fuck into you again, watching where the two of you were connected while you stared at his muscular chest.

“I’ll claim you when you beg me for it,” he grunted as his hips picked up again, “Then make me, Kirstein,” you challenged him and helped him out of his shirt until he was completely naked on top of you.

“Fuck, this is going to be a long night!” he laughed at how, even now, the two of you were still competing.

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clouddd-hannn · 4 years ago

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HIS RETURN - Stray Kids Lee Minho

Day O7. Lee Minho x M!Reader — Wax play, bondage, cock-stuffing

COUPLE: Lee Minho x M!Reader

GENRE: Smut

ADDITIONAL WARNINGS: blowjob, Minho being a bit manipulative, BDSM details(?), Minho facefucking you roughly

SUMMARY: During a small 'friends get-together', you were reunited with the person you so badly tried to avoid: your ex-fuck buddy, Lee Minho

You were hanging out with your friends, Bang Chan, Felix and Hyunjin, that day since you all decided it would be fun to have a reunion with your friend group in middle and sadly the others couldn't make it since they were busy with their school works. Supposedly, Seungmin and Jisung had initially planned to join in on the friends reunion, but a sudden news of school projects to be passed on the same day was made leaving the two boys with no choice, but to stay at their classmate's house to work on the project together. Although, they did say they were going to come if they can still make it. At least there's a little bit of hope.

Your bestfriend, Minho, was also one of your friends who had received a very unfortunate news resulting to his absence. Either way, you were happy these three people came. You were scared just an hour ago that no one would show up since you arrived at the meeting place in such an early hour. On the plus side, you were happy he wasn't able to attend. God knows what will happen if you saw him.

It has already been a long time since you last saw your friends and looking at them now, you could say that they grew up so well considering that they're now as taller as you were, not like back in middle school where you practically almost towered over them, and now they looked like fucking giants with you in between them. Hyunjin also lost the extra fats on his cheeks that you admired so bad. You'd always find any way to squish them with your fingers at how cute they looked, although it's still faintly present, you just can't get your eyes off how sharp his jawline is. Damn, are you so jealous for this guy.

"Quit with the staring, M/N," Hyunjin giggled while feeling up his heating cheeks. "It's making me blush."

You pouted looking up at him. "I just can't believe you decided to erase your cute chubby cheeks that I always like to squish," you said pinching the air as if they were Hyunjin's cheeks.

"Exactly the reason why I hated them. You always played with my cheeks and never took my plea for you to stop because it hurts so bad," Hyunjin said, the stinging pain of your finger squishing his face almost present, lingering on his cheeks.

"Oh, come on. Don't be ao dramatic," you chuckled, punching Hyunjin lightly on the shoulder and he let out a wince. "I didn't even hit you that hard!"

Felix just rolled his eyes and hooked an arm over your shoulder. "You need to get used to Hyunjin starting now. Have you ever thought of that?"

"Well, I guess not," you giggled and looked up at Hyunjin to give him a hug. "I like my drama queen and I would never complain," you laughed lightly to which got you Hyunjin's arms wrapping them around you.

"Hey, hey. This reunion isn't just about Hyunjin, y'know?" Chan tuts his tongue, placing his lollipop back inside his mouth and gave you a solemn look. "You were our princess back then, even until now, M/N and yet you only see Hyunjin. That's just seriously unfair."

You rolled your eyes at Bang Chan and pulled one side of your lips up. "Quit being a pouty baby, hyung," you joked, a small chuckle leaving your lips before you got up from your seat and gave Chan a big warm hug. "There. Are you happy now?"

"Me, next!" Felix raised his right arm while smiling with his pearly white teeth showing, giggling soon after. You chuckled softly and moved to Felix' side and gave him the hug he wanted. "You still give off the same warm and welcoming vibe, M/N. I like it," he commented before standing up and opened his arms wide, then engulfing you in a tight embrace. "I like the way you didn't change. Only..." he trailed off and scanned his head from left to right from above your head. "I can't see you. Where have you gone?"

Felix felt all the air in his lungs get knocked out of him when you threw a light, but slightly strong punch to his chest. "Asshole," you muttered and smirked when you saw Felix laughing. "Don't you dare mock my height, Felix if you don't want another fist to your chest leave you dying," you threatened and Felix just nodded his head, the others laughing along.

The whole morning was quite eventful with you getting treated to many food shops and of course, ice creams and other desserts. You'd also take stops at a few places to take pictures to add to your picture album and of course for memory since you'll all go your separate ways after all this and you need to have something to keep as a memory.

At exactly 12:30 in the afternoon, Seungmin contacted his boyfriend, Hyunjin, and told the latter that they were able to finish the project quickly since everyone took their role in participating in the group project. Hyunjin told the younger of your whereabouts. Hyunjin hung up the call and faced you three. "Seungmin and Jisung are coming. They told us to wait for them."

You all agreed to wait for the two only for you to get a big shock and cause a sudden panic when you saw Seungmin and Jisung walking with the Lee Minho that you ever so wanted to avoid...like a lot. 'Fuck. Why's he here? I thought he said he'd be busy at work.' You tapped Chan's shoulder and the older turned to look at you. "I'm just gonna use the restroom," you excused yourself and left when Chan gave you a nod.

Sprinting your way to the bathroom, your mind was suddenly flooded with thoughts of Minho and all the times you've spent with him. Those times being your fuck buddy days. "Damn it. I knew I felt something bad was gonma happen," you murmured biting on your nails. You still remember the very first day you offered to pleasure Minho so vividly like it was just yesterday.

"M-minho-hyung.. can I...can I ask you something?" You asked the older male timidly while playing with your fingers. You were both having a study session at your place and all you could say was, you didn't want to study. You wanted to get laid.

Minho stopped what he was doing and gave you his full attention so he could listen to anything yiu wanted to tell him. "Yeah, sure. What is it?" He asked you as he perked an eyebrow.

You opened and closed your mouth in hesitation and looked at the male who gave you an encouraging smile. You sighed and with all the courage left inside you, you immediately placed your hand on his crotch and groped his clothed member. Minho was shocked to say the least, but he wasn't complaining. "C-Can I do this, hyung?"

He smirked and neared your ear to whisper seductively. "Do what, M/N? You have to be more specific."

Your lips went dry and tried to answer, the only words coming out from you was: "Can I suck you off, hyung?"

You slapped yourself on the face and splashed water onto your reddening cheeks as you were brought back to reality. "God... I just want to go home," you sighed and decided to leave the room since you noticed you were already taking so long inside the restroom. Any longer and they'd be suspicious of what you were doing. Before you got out, you mentally prepared yourself and smiled, walking back to where your friends were, your attention busy on wiping your hands, not noticing that there was only one person left waiting for you. "Hey, sorry about...MINHO-HYUNG?! I mean, what? Hey, where's everybody?" You asked with an awkward smile.

"They said they needed to be somewhere," he answered and you just nodded your head. An awkward atmosphere fell upon you two, you trying to figure out what to say. "By the way, I noticed that you never answered my calls anymore. Why is that?" You didn't reply to his question which only made the male scoff. "You know, I've been really pent up lately and you're being a brat right now. I don't like it, M/N."

"So what? There was nothing between us in the first place," You sassed that caught Minho off guard since you never spoke to him that way or at least fought back. "We were just plain fuck buddies. To, you know, get off whenever we want to or to find some pleasure or heat when it's cold? Ugh, you get it."

Minho, growling, dragged you harshly towards a secluded alleyway and pushed you towards the wall. "Watch the tone, M/N," he gritted out. "Sure, there was nothing between us, I admit that. I know, but we used our bodies for each other's pleasure and right now, I'm fucking horny and you're not making it any easier with your bratty attitude," Minho stated yet you just rolled your eyes in reply which didn't come unnoticed by the taller male as he poked the inside of his cheek. He chuckled darkly and dropped his head low, eyeing you with his head hung low.

"See? Even you admit it. You're seriousky—AGH!"

You immediately gasped for air when Minho suddenly grabbed your neck and tightened his grip around it all the while pushing you to a wall. "I already told you what happens to brats like you, right M/N?" He became satisfied when he saw you nod so quickly, wanting him to let go of yiur neck as you clawed on it. "Right now, were going to my house and you do as I say, got that?" You didn't like the way those words moved out of his mouth. Sure, you were pretty much turned on by how his voice sounded so dominating, but you didn't like the way he took control over you, wrapped around his fingers. All in all, you're already experiencing a tightening in your pants.

"Y-yes, hyung," You squeaked, voice airy at the way he choked you. He removed his hand around your neck, making yiu gasp as you tried to regain that was stolen from you, wheezing and coughing as you did. "Shit.." you muttered before Minho pulled you by the wrist and shoved you inside his car.

"You're in big trouble, M/N," Those were the few words that got you weakening at the knees. You take your words back. You just adored it when Minho gets so pent up and angry at how bratty and bitchy you could get, either way you still feared what Minho could do to you. Anything is possible when it comes to Minho.

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Minho let out a satisfied sigh while he talked to Chan on the phone. "Yeah, he told me he's feeling better now. I guess he just really needs some rest," Minho replied as he caressed your face while your mouth was continuously and agressively getting stuffed by his thick size that got you choking everytime he reached the furthest end of your throat, disabling you to breathe for a short matter of time. Minho noticed how you were having a hard time breathing, so he took his hand to cover over the mic of his phone and moved his head away from it to talk to you. "Breathe through your nose, love," He told you as you nod your head and complied.

As much as you want to pull away, you just never lost your love for Minho's huge length that you just want it all shoved down your mouth and suck him good and besides, how can you pull away when your all tied up while your head was being pushed roughly into the headboard of his bed whenever Minho thrusted his hips towards your mouth.

"I'll make sure he gets well soon," he said and hung up with a smile, before heaving out a loud sigh and stopping his movements while his hand was placed on top of your head. "Damn, M/N. I just can never get used to how pretty you look with your lips perfectly wrapped around my dick," he stated as he brushed his hands through your hair.

When Minho had already confirmed that he had already had hung up, he threw his phone somewhere in the bed and got back down to business and fucked your mouth at a very concerning speed.

Your eyes widened and tears continued to spill from your eyes as you squirmed in your place, your toes curling as your throat was continually violated by Minho's cock. You choked and swallowed in attempt to get used to his size in such a short amount of time while Minho howled and groaned while chuckling deeply whenever your throat tightened around him. "Fuck, kitten! You really know how to make me feel good, huh?" With a lot of hesitation you tried to let out a 'yes', but it only came out as a hum that sent shivers down Minho's girth, him groaning in reply.

"I still remember the first time you asked to suck my dick, M/N. Do you as well?" He asked you in between pants never halting his motions. He only saw you look up at him with beady eyes, realizing you couldn't talk. "Oh, is your mouth full?" He smirked, while he kept on abusing your throat.

You liked these. Everything. You liked how Minho was being rough with you, you liked how you were being put into your place and took his cock, you liked how he always gets so turned on when he sees your mouth wrapped around his dick. To Minho, it was a pretty much nice sight to see.

Soon, Minho's thrust started to get sloppy, his hips snapping towards you as he grunted and cursed under his breathe. "Fuck, shit. M/N, I'm about to cum and you're not going to let a single drop to waste, understand?" Even without your reply, he still thrusted sloppily into your mouth until he buried his huge cock in the depths of your mouth and climaxed into your mouth. "Cumming!"

You let out a muffled moan as you swallowed his cum, sucking him dry with your mouth, hallowing your cheeks aa if to imitate a vaccuum as you sucked on his huge cock. This made Minho's legs tremble as he threw his head back, a guttural moan leaving past his lips as he held your head in place. "Fuck! I love it when you do that," he stated as he looked back down at you.

Your red-colored cheeks were stained with your own tears, plump lips perfectly wrapped around his cock, your nose buried in his shaved crotch. "Bet you're still not tired," he stated as he pulled his still hard cock from your mouth, leaving your lips with a pop as you gasped for air. "You used to go for rounds after rounds until we were both tired."

"That was then, hyung," you stated as you sat down on the bed, playing with your fingers as you bit your lip. "I was...still immature that time. I admit, I liked every session we had but I think we should really stop. What we had before was just an act out of impulse. We were both...well, horny that time and our choice was decided because of our raging hormones."

Minho just stared at you in disbelief before he fixed himself and rolled his eyes. "If you're gonna talk nonsense, just go. Fine, let's say I answered 'no' to your question back then. Would that have changed anything?"

"Change anything? What do you mean? I mean, yeah. If you had said 'no' then it'd be awkward between us," you answered looking up at the male, you hair disheveled as you pout. "Why are you even asking me this?" You asked the other male who slumped his shoulders in annoyance.

"You're right, but I'll still take the offer anyway later on," he answered before he snapped his fingers, making you put your attention on him. "Well, if you want to stop what we have right now...can we at least try one more thing we still haven't do?" Minho offered with an expectant smirk, crunching his nose as he did.

Raising a brow, you hummed for a while to think about it before you sighed. You nodded with a sigh, agreeing to his deal. "If it means you'll stay away from me, then fine. What's the worse that could happen?"

Is what you said but now you were regretting it as you've find yourself naked, your body bounded by a red rope (shibari). "Does it hurt?" Minho asked before you turned your head towards him, a scowl evident on your face.

"Does it hurt? Seriously? That's the first question you ask me after you surprisingly took out a silk rope out of that bag?" You stated towards the other who just smirked as he pulled on the silk, making you growl at him as you clenched your fists that were tied behind you.

"You never asked and I have your consent so I won't call this forced," Minho defended himself as he went back to get something from his bag. Is he hiding other things inside that bag? You thought to yourself as you squirmed around on the bed, trying to move you feet to no avail. "Eyes here."

You looked up at the male, your eyes widening upon seeing the 'toy' in his hand. "Nope, no way! There is no way that thing is going anywhere near my body! Put that away—ah, hey!" You shouted as he turned you on your back, making you whimper, blushing hard once Minho saw how hard you were.

"This'll be a lot more easier," he stated as he played with 'the thing' you hated the most; a urethral beads. If there was one kink you hated about Minho, it's his sadistic persona. I mean, sure he'd ask for your consent but he'd still try to persuade into agreeing his pleas. And unfortunately, it always works. "It won't hurt. I promise!"

"NO! MINHO! UNTIE ME NOW!" You shouted at the male who sighed and placed one hand on your stomach, making you breathe out shakily. "Y-You can't be s-serious, hyung. You're trying to change my mind."

"I'm glad you still know how I do it," Minho stated before he looked at you, eyes soft as he smiled. "Just trust me, M/N. I'l make sure it won't hurt."

You could sense the sincerity in his eyes as you opened your mouth to protest but backed out, deciding to sigh before furrowing your eyebrows at him. "Fine. But if I get hurt, I'll scream. My safeword is 'matcha', alright? If I say it, you stop," you instructed, the other male chuckling as he nodded. "Good."

With that, Minho got the stick and coated it with a plenty amount of clear lube. The other male looked at your erect cock, making you blush as you looked away. He flicked on your cock twice, making you whimper before he tapped your slit with the end of the beads. "Ready?"

"I-I don't know," you answered back, still hesitant to put that thing in. "A-Alrighr but push it in slowly," you instructed the male who nodded.

"I will. I won't ever do anything to hurt you. You know I've always told you that," he stated before he slowly pushed it inside your urethra, making you grit your teeth at the unfamiliar feeling. It felt as if you were being pierced in the stomach, that kind of feeling and it hurt a little as it was your first time. "I'm inserting more."

You nodded, letting Minho do as he pleases. Because of the lube, it became a little easier to slip the stick in but it was clear as day that you were hurting. "O-Ow," you muttered before Minho stopped and looked at you, smiling victoriously as he held your cock with one hand.

"You did it, kitten. Look, it's inside you," he stated as he began pumping your cock, making you moan as the ring from the urethral beads jingled. "But this is not the only thing I want to try out," he stated before you looked at him as he took out a candle out of his pocket. "Ever heard of wax play?"

"Y-Yeah, we've done that before. I-Is it still—ah—the same candle you use everytime?" You asked in between maons as you pulled on your restraints, the other male smirking as he watched you squirm on the bed, enjoying the sight as he pumped your hard cock.

"Yup. They're still the same low temperature candles, don't worry," he stated as he lit the candle with the lighter he had with him. The candle was colored (F/C), the color you were most fond of. "I'm gonna start dripping wax, kitten," he announced as he continued to jerk you cock off.

You just nodded as you watched him tilt the candle onto your stomach, a drip coming in contact with your stomach which made you whimper. It wasn't hot nor was it cold. It was warm-ish but the burn was still there though it doesn't hurt as much as the real wax (if you get what I mean).

"O-Oh fuck," you moaned out as Minho continued to drip some wax onto your stomach, trailing up towards your chest, even pouring some onto your erect buds which immediately got you moaning. "A-AHH~!"

"Hm, I see. They're still as sensitive as I remember them to be," he stated as he trailed down, pouring some onto your v-line as he witnessed your legs tremble eveytime a drop fell onto it. "Last time we've seen each other, you weren't as muscular. But now, you seem to have been working out a bit, huh?"

You just nodded as a reply, not able to reply as incoherent words only exited your mouth. "Oh god, oh fuck yeaah~," you moaned out as Minho's hand twistwd around your cock, whole he used his other hand to palm on your tip. This had you howling in ecstasy as you curled your toes in pleasure.

"Feels good, yeah?" Minho asked as he fastened his pace, still dripping wax onto your stomach, chest, and legs. "These thighs sure do look juicy," he stated before he tilted the candle, aiming at your thighs as he poured wax onto them.

"Gh..hngh..ah," you groaned as you began to buck your hips onto his hand. Minho complied before he smirked as he tightened his grip on your cock, making you bite your tongue before letting out a loud cry. "Fuck, hyuuung~!"

"What? Are you getting close, kitten?" Minho asked you as he began to jerk your cock off in am even faster pace.

"Y-Yes, please let me cum, hyung," you pleaded as you looked into his eyes. "I d-deserve it. I'be been a good boy for you, hyungie," you added before you began whimpering, that familiar feeling began curling inside your core. "PLEASE, HYUNG! I-I WANT TO CUM!"

Minho smiled as he held onto the ring of the urethral bead and pulled it off, making you cry out loud as he continued to pump your cock. "FUUCK! I'M CUMMING, HYUNGIIEE~" you moaned out.

Unexpectedlt, Minho wrapped his lips onto your cock, making you howl as you came inside his mouth with a loud whine. Spurts after spurts began releasing inside his mouth, the other male making sure he swallowed every drop.

Growing tired, you didn't care if you were still tied up or not but you soon fell asleep as Minho pulled away from your cock with a small scoff. "He really sure has low stamina," he stated before he leaned towards you and kissed your forehead. "Sleep tight, M/N. We'll still talk tomorrow."

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You awoke to the sound of your alarm blaring, making you groan as you turn it off. Getting up, you remembered that you were at Minho's and events from your 'session' began replaying in your head. "Holy fuck. No way," you stated as ypu slapped yourself.

You just sighed in defeat before you heard the door open, revealing Minho who was smiling from ear-to-ear. "I've made food. Why don't we go downstairs so we can eat together," he stated as you nodded, followimg behind him.

"Nothing has changed," you stated as your eyes roamed around the walls. Everything was still the same as you remembered, excper for the small decorations he put up on his ceiling.

"Yep. I'm too lazy to change stuffs up," he joked before he took out a seat for you, oulling the chair for you to sit on. When you finally sat down, he occupied the space in front of you, placing the pasta he made in front of you.

You practically drooled as you grabbed a fork and began devouring it like a hungry beast. "So, I wanted to ask you...since this will be the last time," he stated, trailing off for a little while before sighing. "I want to go out with you. You know, like a date."

"...What?" You couldn't believe your ears. Did you hear right? Was he seriously asking you if he could be your boyfriend? "Sure, we could try—"

"Great, then this will be our first date as lovers," Minho interrupted, showing you a cheeky smile which made you shake your head in disbelief.

"Yeah, as lovers."

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wooobuddyletsgetnasty · 4 years ago

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kinktober 2021 👻

DAY 20:

PEEPING w/ TSUKISHIMA

⚠: *gasp* and they were roommates! of age of age of age. reader catches their new housemate watching them get off. a new obsession occurs.

you should have made sure your door was closed before your hands began to wander— but you were desperate.

you’d had a shit day. the shittiest you had had in a long while, and nothing helped take off the edge more than an orgasm. you’d learned that a long time ago.

you also, had taken into account that your roommate wasn’t supposed to be home yet, but if that was true then who was watching you play with the puffiness of your sex?

that was a trick question.

you would recognize the tufts of blonde on the top of his head anywhere. you thought about stopping, asking him what the hell he thought he was doing, watching you get yourself off like this— but the rush of arousal at the very thought of Tsukishima watching you dripped heavily in your veins.

pleasure clouded your judgement, and before you knew it, you were spreading yourself wider for him.

you didn’t think he knew you saw him, and maybe that was where this sudden heat in your veins was coming from.

he was a pervert— and you fucking liked it. did that make you the pervert? you didn’t care.

your thighs quivered, your whole body tensing at the impending, thought shattering orgasm you were on the verge of.

your fingers quickened their pace, dipping into your already messy hole with a new desire— you wanted him to watch you come.

your body slickened with sweat, mouth parting in loud keens that you knew would draw his attention, that was if he wasn’t already there watching you.

your head fell back onto you pillow from the force of your orgasm, and you swore you could hear his breath shutter at the sight of you.

you could get used to this.

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jenoslastbraincell · 4 years ago

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Warnings: smut, anal, kinda spit kink, overstimulation

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"Fuck that's hot..." Kevin growled, shoving his hips against your ass. He thrust into your ass, groaning in pleasure. Your mouth dropped open, a drop of drool, dripping down your lips. Your forehead pressed against the sheets, taking a deep breath as Kevin thrust back in. "You feel so good, baby..." He groaned, throwing his head back. His eyelids barely open, his dark pupils only being visible.

"Faster, p-please-" You moaned out, gripping the sheets tightly. It was as if you had pushed a button, Kevin suddenly sped up. Your stomach tightened, but there was no sign of him slowing down. Your breaths got louder and so did Kevin's. You finally let go, dropping your head down. That's when he took you by surprise, pulling your hips back up, turning you to face him.

"Don't think we are done yet."

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purple-scarf-mistress · 4 years ago

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Driving Stick

10/2 - Handjobs

Warnings: None

Word Count: 843

Parings: Spencer x Reader

“I can’t believe you have never driven a stick” you yell exasperated at Spencer as you head over to the rental car.

“What can I say, I put my focus on other things - like getting PHDs, rather than learning to use an outdated system of transportation.” He huffs getting into the passenger seat of the car.

“It’s important for everyone to know how to use one, just in case of an emergency, or you know - if were in a small town and the rental car place only has a manual left” you jester around you, “I will teach you how to drive this before we turn it back in.”

He shakes his head as he sinks down into the passenger seat, “Let’s just enjoy our time here, love, it’s not like we get a lot of time off.” He takes your hand in his and presses a soft kiss to it before holding it.

“That’s sweet babe, but I kinda need both hands to drive this car well,” you wink at him when he lets go and you start driving. You decide to take a little drive through the country to see the senary and you notice Spencer watching your hands and feet while you drive, so you start walking him through it, explaining to him that the hardest gear is first and the rest is just listening to the car and knowing when to shift.

When you're out of the city limits and are sure to not be disrupting anyone by letting Spencer learn on the flat straight road you pull the car over and get out. “Come on Spence, time to try it yourself.”

Spencer protests but eventually sits in the driver seat and looks over at you. “So now what?”

“Put your left foot on the clutch and push it all the way in, put your right foot on the brake, make sure were in neutral by shaking the stick, and then turn the key.”

You watch Spencer as he overthinks the simple actions but gets it successfully. “Hey that wasn’t too bad!��

“Good job babe, now comes the tricky part. Press the clutch in, put the car in first, and press down on the gas as you let off the clutch”

Spencer gives it a go but the car immediately shuts off lurching the car slightly.

“It’s okay, keep trying, this is the hardest part, but once you get it you won't have any issues.” you say encouragingly.

Several more times the car comes to a jarring stop before Spencer finally gets the car moving, “Okay, so how do I keep going”

“Listen to the car love, or watch the RPM when it gets too high, push the clutch in and move the gear shift to the next gear.” you said watching him get the hang of it while you guided him along with pointers or corrections occasionally.

“Now that you got the hand of the stick, I can handle yours for a reward.” you smirked, slipping your hand into Spencers lap and popping his button loose before pulling out his cock.

Spencer swallowed and hit the gas a little more in anticipation as you started working his shaft up and down, circling your thumb over the tip a few times and repeating, “Babe, if you're going to speed you're going to need to shift gears again.”

His mouth hung open, he didn't need to peel his eyes off the road to see you were smirking with self satisfaction at what a wreck he was in the palm of your hand.

A few more strokes and Spencer was done for, he stopped the car on the side of the road, forgetting to go into neutral, and bucked his hips into your hand as the car jolted to a stop. Your fingers kept their rhythm working him over and over until he came in your hands moaning your name into this palm trying to keep some semblance of composure.

A few moments after Spencer caught his breath and you cleaned up the mess on your hands with some leftover napkins you had, you noticed a cop pulling up alongside you.

“Spence, be cool okay?” you casually tossed your sweater over Spencer's lap, grabbed both your FBI credentials and drivers licenses plus the rental’s registration in case he wanted to see it.

“Hi there, is everything okay?” the officer said

“Y-Yeah..” Spencer muttered before you interjected.

“Hi officer, yes we’re all good, I am trying to teach my boyfriend how to drive stick, he is still working on getting a handle on shifting gears and going into neutral for a stop.”

The officer looked at Spencer, the precariously placed cardigan and nodded, “ alright then, seeing as no one is on this back road much this is a good place to practice but be careful, and I suggest you help him guide the stick next time.” He quipped with a smirk before walking away.

You both sat there red in the face, before helping Spencer back onto the road properly.

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that-one-weeb-but-starwars · 4 years ago

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Kinktober Day 7 : Strip Tease| Wolffe

Note: hah Im so far behind 🤡

Warnings: teasing, its one big think of teasing, femboy, light masterbation

Reader: male

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"Are you sitting?" Y/n questioned from the other room, "without armour?"

"Just as you asked." Wolffe called, leaning back into the sofa, "Y/n-"

Just beforr Wolffe went to ask his lover to come out again, Y/n walked out.

Wolffe let out a deep grumble from his chest, his little femboy dressed up all nice for him.

"Now whats the special occasion doll?" Wolffe teased, biting his bottom lip as he watched Y/n slowly make his way over, ready to get his cock deep inside Y/n already.

Y/n chuckled, "Oh. You know...things..." Y/n smiled watching the buldge grow in Wolffe's blacks.

Wolfee watched Y/n hips sway, his hands gripping the bottom of the skirt causing Y/n hips to antagonizingly slowly fall off his hips. Yet he kept them just a bit lower than his hips walking his way towards Wolffe, his hands travling up his front and up his croptop, showing off his pierced nips.

"Doll don't make this harder on yourself." Wolffe warned, Wolffe's plan?

Y/n completly naked or not, he was making sure Y/n couldnt walk the next day.

"Make what harder baby?" Y/n teased, he within legs reach of Wolffe as his foot lifted up nudging Wolffe's knees apart which the commander compiled too, Y/n pushing his foot to Wolffe's growing buldge.

"Fuck...you have the fishnets on too." Wolffe spoke, watching and hoping that Y/n's skirt would come up as he toyed with Wolffe.

"Looking up my skirt now are we Commander?" Y/n teased, pulling his foot away, "what a bad boy."

Y/n leaned down, his arms gliding back on Wolffe's shoulders bringing himself closer to the commander.

"Im sure Captain Rex wouldn't treat me this way, or commander cody." Y/n teased, "there gentlemen, and wouldn't look up my skirt."

"If being a gentleman means not being able to destroy that pretty little ass of yours and taking whats mine," Wolffe spoke, a hand going to grab Y/n's hair but was stopped to quick by Y/n who slyly smirked at him.

"Then what? Hm? You are no gentleman?" Y/n teased leaving a soft and single kiss on Wolffe's cheek.

Y/n pulled away, slolwy taking off his cropped top. His top half on presentation for Wolffe. Teasingly he span around slolwy. His hands running down his own sides as Wolffe groaned at the sight. Y/n's hands always went to his skirt but never pulled it off. It didn't help with Y/n's slow spins he'd playfully throw his hips harder, showing Wolffe his bare ass.

Y/n chuckled at Wolffe's hungry gaze, he basically drooling over Y/n's little dance. Y/n chuckled, finally stopping his dance, his back to Wolffe as he slolwy started pulling down his skirt again, this time the fabric actaully going to where as Wolffe watched, palming himself through his blacks he pulled his cock out, stroking himself. Chuckling once more Y/n removed the skirt making sure he bent down as he did giving Wolffe a nice few.

Y/n stepped out the skirt, fishnets still up to thighs as he backed up for Wolffe, making sure to carefully sit on his lap, his ass pressed against Wolffes cock.

"Fuck..." Wolffe muttered, his hands had no idea where to go, he has been so frantic to touch Y/n, now he had no idea where to even begin, his mind decided they'd settle on Y/n's hips leaning forward he placed a hard kiss on Y/n's shoulder.

"Hey. Im not fully undressed yet." Y/n teased in reference to his fishnets.

"The thigh highs stay on."

Tags: @monako-jinn-stories @reader3

#star wars #wolffe my beloved #wolffe x reader #wolffe smut #star wars kinktober #kintober 2021 #x reader smut #wolffe x reader smut #tcw wolffe #commander wolffe #clone wars wolffe #sw x reader

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Think of the Devil

Xerxes Break x Fem!Reader

DNI if you are a MINOR or TRIGGERED BY DARK CONTENT

Kinktober – Day 27

You wanted his honesty.

Foot play, caning, sadism (?), impact play, lots of lead up, ass slapping

There was something about Xerxes Break that always caught your intrigue. The mystery that Xerxes occupied your mind more and more lately, and even now, as you were standing against the balcony’s railing, admiring the night sky and the cool breeze that came with it, your thoughts were on him.

“Do you often spend your nights looking up at the moon, my lady?” a voice broke through the silence.

If you were surprised, you didn’t show it. You turned to your left, eyes meeting those familiar crimson ones.

‘Think of the devil, I guess,’ you thought.

You turned back to face the moon before responding. “I do. It calms me down before going to bed. You adjusted the shawl wrapped around your shoulders, suddenly very aware that you were in your nightgown.

“I prefer a hot cup of tea,” Xerxes said, now right next to you. He also leaned against the railing and looked up at the moon. “I suppose it does look nice.”

You looked at him from the corner of your eye. He was smirking. It was in that moment that you realized it was that smile of his that occupied your thoughts constantly. It wasn’t a particularly warm or bright smile, but perhaps that was it’s draw. The smile was definitely faked…or rather…forced. It was like he was concealing some dark, depressing secret.

“Why do you do that?” you heard yourself asking.

“Hmm?” Xerxes turned to face you with a grin, “Do what?”

“That. Smile like that.”

“You don’t like my smile?”

You weren’t sure how to proceed with the conversation. Nonetheless, you said, “You…Even when you’re smiling, you look sad. It’s like you’re hiding something or holding something back.”

You watched as the grin on his face disappeared. The sadness around his eyes was more apparent now, but at least he was being more honest.

“One could say that my life has been a struggle,” Xerxes replied, eventually. He looked down at the gardens below, his hair covering his face from your keen eyes.

You weren’t sure what came over you, but you wanted to comfort Xerxes. You leaned your shoulder against his, keeping your gaze on the moon. “You know…I like seeing this side of you. It’s more honest.”

A cool gust of wind blew by, making you shiver. You leaned against him some more, wanting his body heat. “But I kinda…want to be the only who sees this side of you.”

It was at those words that he raised his brow at you. “If you want my honesty, I’ll give it to you,” he said before he planted his lips on yours.

You nearly jumped in surprise, but his arms already snaked around your back and held you in place. You assessed his face. His eyes were closed, but like he promised, the expression on his face seemed sincere. You closed your eyes and allowed yourself to sink into his touch.

Xerxes regretfully pulled away, his nose still grazing yours. “We should stop here.”

You scoffed, pulling at his collar, “No, we shouldn’t.”

Xerxes sat on your bed, stripped and back against the headboard. You were sitting across from him, admiring how much he was struggling to not cum on your foot. You continued to torment him, dragging your foot up and down on the backside of his cock. His head leaned back on the headboard. He was gasping for air. He was close.

“That’s the most honest expression you’ve shown me so far,” you smirked as he squirted his hot stuff all over your toes and his abdomen.

You removed your foot, wiping your toes on the bed covers as you leaned over him to peck kisses on his clavicle before pressing your lips on his. He maneuvered you so that he was behind you while you were on all fours. He leaned against your back, snaking his arms around your torso to grip your breasts before whispering, “It’s my turn to take charge.”

“Do it to me,” you said looking back at him, excitement welling deep inside of you. An idea manifested in your mind, “Actually…can you use your cane?”

Xerxes cocked his brow at you, a smirk tugging at the corner of his lips. “I’m glad you asked.”

Xerxes took his cane from it’s position next to the bed. He gently groped your ass before raising the cane up, preparing himself to strike you with it. “Are you sure?” he asked.

“I can take it,” you said, licking your lips. He swung at you, the impact making an audible noise upon impact. Your body jolted at the pain. “Fuck.”

“Did it hurt too much?”

“No, it’s fine. I want to see bruises in the morning,” you answered. You heard him chuckle behind you before you felt another impact. Your pussy convulsed. “Put your dick inside me…”

Xerxes pumped himself a few times while you used your finger to pull your labia apart to welcome him into your entrance. He pushed himself into you. “You’re really wet…my lady.”

“Hit me again, and I’ll get wetter.”

Xerxes felt you tighten around him as his cane descended on your ass once again. You gasped, loving the pain. He started thrusting, his pace steady. You matched his rhythm, rolling your hips back and forth against his stiff member. As much as you wanted him to be more honest with you, you were grateful that he couldn’t see your face, jaw slackened and basking in the pleasure.

Xerxes was enjoying the horizontal marks his cane was making on your skin. Your skin was puffing where the marks were. He let go of his cane to grab your hips as he fucked you harder, reaching a place deeper than he was before. The sensation sent shivers up your spine and your arms collapsed from under you. You gripped the sheets as he slapped your ass.

“Oh my fucking—,” you moaned into the sheets. You were close. You were so close. You arched your back, lifting your head from the bed. “Fuck me harder!”

Xerxes felt you tighten around him and he picked up the pace. Your moans filled his ears, feeding the fire that was his lust for you. He picked up the cane again and struck you once last time. He enjoyed how your body convulsed under him, how your pussy quivered around his dick as you orgasmed. He groaned as he shot his thick, hot cum into you, his hips bucking wildly.

You turned your head to look at his face. His eyes were closed as he came inside, his mouth open and his brows raised. This silvery-white hair stuck to his sweaty forehead. This face was a face only you knew, and would know. It was definitely progress.

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oneoftheextras · 4 years ago

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Day 15 | Konro Sagamiya | Kinktober 2021

kinktober 2021 masterlist

15th October - Thigh Riding

paring: konro sagamiya x f!reader

summary: a halloween movie marathon doesn’t go as according to plan, but you don’t complain about how konro makes up for it

words: 2.9k

warnings: no spoilers for any season, 18+, smut, age-gap

← day 14 | knife play | gojo satoru day 16 | non-con | ryomen sukuna →

Konro was the sweetest man you’d ever met. He was polite, caring and protective of his small family.

But most of all, he was a deviant - when you tired to bring it up to Benimaru he’s simply dismissed your claims that the other man was sending you glances.

He claimed that Konro was ‘Too gentle’ to be having any sexual thoughts.

That didn’t help explain why you’d continuously catch him looking at your ass if you bent over, to the point where you could tell he was staring at your behind without looking to check.

At first when you caught him he’d quickly avert his gaze, but the more he did it the more confident he became and the more he maintained eye contact with you.

He knew you knew, but the two of you were never alone to address it.

“Where’s Beni?” you asked, glancing around the make-shift cinema room you, Hinata and Hikage had spent the afternoon decorating in Halloween decorations. “He says he’s busy with official ’stuff’,” Konro made air quotes with his fingers when he said ‘Stuff’.

“So he’s out getting drunk?” you rolled your eyes and sat down on the couch next to Konro, “I would assume so,” Konro nodded, seemingly fidgeting in his seat at your closeness.

This evening was supposed to be a scary movie marathon with Company 7. Seeing as you weren’t from Asakusa, you talked a lot about modern pop culture and it was getting tiring that no one understood your references.

It was unsurprising that Benimaru had decided to ditch it, knowing his hatred for anything not traditional.

“Just us then?” you curled your knees up onto the seat and pulled your blanket up to get comfortable, “It would seem so,” he replied slowly.

The tension in the air was thick. You knew he was into you, and he knew you were into him, but neither of you was going to vocalise it.

“We can do it another night if you want?” you offered him an out but he shook his head, the black wisps of hair that framed his face swaying side to side.

You had made a list of must-see Halloween movies; Hocus Pocus, The Nightmare Before Christmas, The Addams Family, Scream, The Exorcist, etc.

He pointed at The Exorcist and suggested you start with that because it “Sounds interesting”. It felt like your blood froze over, that movie always terrified you as a kid.

Even though the special effects weren’t the best, it was still unnerving.

The head spinning scene played on the big projector you’d borrowed from Company 8 and it was even scarier than you’d remembered.

Why couldn’t he have chosen something nice to start with like Hocus Pocus?

“Come here,” he gestured, seeing your frightened face half-hiding behind your fluffy blanket. He opened his arm up to display his side and gestured for you to come closer.

A sharp inhale of breath sucked through your nose, was he really suggesting you cuddle up to him? It was just innocent, right? That’s a normal thing that a Lieutenant does with his subordinate, right?

“Come on, I’ll protect you from the pea soup,” he chuckled warmly and it set any internal panic aside.

There weren’t any hints of sexual undertones in his voice, so you shuffled closer to him until you were nuzzled under his arm.

“How did you know it was pea soup?” you squinted your eyes at him with suspicion, “I’m the one that cooks all your meals, I know what pea soup looks like,” he squeezed the outside of your arm momentarily before he let his arm rest on yours.

Konro was warmer than you expected, his body heat seeped easily through the fabric of his clothes and onto your own skin. It did nothing to help the consistent pounding of your heart against your rib cage.

This was the most intimate you’d been with Konro - even though you’d practically fucked each other with your eyes. Having his body against yours made thoughts run through your head that you shouldn’t be having.

What did he look like under that kimono? He was strong, you could tell that much by the brief glimpses of muscle you’d see when he was wearing his short sleeve top.

You’d put money on that he had abs and a tone chest - this was the man that trained the Captain, so he had to be built.

Without realising it, you’d crept your hand around his waist, absentmindedly rubbing your thumb against his stomach in search for the toned muscle underneath.

His hand rested on top of yours but he didn’t pull it away. Instead, he slipped it through the gap of his kimono and pressed your palm against his bare flesh.

You smoothed your fingers over the expanse of his skin, biting your bottom lip slightly at the hard ridges above his belly button. You didn’t dare look up to meet his gaze, would he be cocky? Arrogant? Surprised? Disgusted?

How exactly would Konro react to being felt up by you? He didn’t have an egotistical bone in his body, but then again; you’d seen a side to Konro that Beni was adamant didn’t exist.

If Beni didn’t know that his Lieutenant had a wild side, then how were you to predict his next move.

Curiosity got the better of you and you glanced timidly at his face. A soft pink blush had spread over his nose and cheeks but his own eyeline was on the film, until he noticed you staring at him.

“Having fun?” he smiled at your body being curled into his frame, you smiled happily back up at him and he could’ve melted at how much he adored you.

He couldn’t help himself, you were irresistible and all those months of stealing glances at each other during meetings or over a meal had bottled up to now.

It wasn’t often he’d have the opportunity to get you alone like this, if he wanted you in his bed the way he knew he did then he needed to do something about it while he had the chance.

You watched his eyes flicker down you our lips and you instinctively wet them with your tongue, praying he was thinking what you were thinking.

His hand that was leaning on the chair behind you snaked around your shoulder until his palm was cupping your jaw, tilting your face up towards his. “I’m having fun,” he whispered, the breath of his words tickling your open and waiting mouth.

“Can I kiss you?” he asked softly, his voice barely audible underneath the screaming coming from the movie, but you’d long forgotten how scared The Exorcist made you, all you could focus on was Konro and the way he smelt like caramel and freshly cut grass.

You didn’t give him a verbal answer, instead you grabbed the front of his undershirt and pulled him down to you, pressing your lips harshly against his.

He didn’t have an opportunity to wet his own lips so they were slightly dry, and it took him a second to register what you’d done.

The moment his brain had started to function again was the moment his hand gripped the back of your head and he deepened the kiss.

His tongue licked your bottom lip as though he was asking for permission to enter it, which you happily granted.

You had a feeling that Konro was more than he seemed, but the way he explored your mouth and lips with his own was on another level. Most of the women in Asakusa bragged about Beni and you’d seen many females exiting the Captain’s quarters in the early hours of the morning, but never Konro.

He was sensible, reliable Konro - but his skill gave away the fact that he was clearly no stranger to pleasing another person.

The two of you broke contact for a moment, breathing in each other’s air as you panted together.

There were words on the tip of your tongue that you didn’t know how to say, what could you possibly say to summarise all the feeling’s you’d had up to this moment? Was this even allowed to happen?

Before you could utter any questions that came to mind, Konro picked you up by your hips and placed you on his lap, each of your legs dangling over one of his thick muscular thighs - he wasted no time in returning to kissing you.

You stayed like that for longer than you could remember, your hands gripping the fabric of his kimono - whilst being cautious of his Tephrosis scars - and one of his hands in your hair and the other on your hip.

At some point you had started to rock your hips on him to a rhythm that had no sound, with him aiding your movements with his grip on your pants. It wasn’t until you felt the pressure of his muscle brush against your clothed clit that you realised what you were doing, and that was partially down to the tiny moan that left your mouth.

Konro froze and you panicked thinking that you’d taken it too far, but when you pulled away from him to apologise you saw how dark his pupils had gotten.

“Do that again,” his voice was lower than normal and sent a shiver down your spine. He wasn’t giving you a choice as he took your hips under his hands, his thumbs digging into your pelvic bones from how tightly he was holding you, and he started to move you back and forth on his thigh.

It was faster than you were doing by yourself and the fact he was the one moving you made every roll of your hips that much more pleasurable. It felt like each of your vertebrae was on fire, you attempted to buck your hips at the slightest bit of attention to your clit.

You rested your forehead against his as you let him fuck you on his thigh, eliciting more moans from you with each brush of your clothed cunt.

He had no idea how he had this much resolve, but he was on a mission. He’d heard you moan for the first time and he wanted to hear more, he wanted to know what you would sound like when you were screaming.

The grip on his kimono got tighter alongside the tiny knot in your abdomen, your walls fluttered around nothing as your brain tricked it into thinking you were full. “P-Please,” you begged at the feeling of being so close to your orgasm yet so far.

He hushed you but refused to let up on his pace, he began to bounce his foot against the wooden flooring to increase the sensation that was already too much for you.

Pushing you back was the finally straw, his intention was so that he could see your face as you came but the lack of support from leaning on him meant that it really was you against gravity.

You felt yourself tense up and start babbling nonsense to the older man, feeling your pants dampen as your orgasm washed over you and you came undone.

All your muscles felt like they weighed a tonne, if it weren’t for his hands planted firmly on your back then you probably would have fallen off his lap and onto the floor.

He rubbed reassuring circles along your spine as he whispered praises in your ear and kissed along your cheek, “Let’s go get you cleaned up,” he started to lift you off of his lap but you whined and tried to push him back down onto the couch.

Obviously, he was a lot stronger than you so if he wanted to move you he would’ve, but instead he let you keep him down.

“What is it?” he ran his fingers up and down your sides as he watched your face for any sign of discomfort.

You stopped him because there was a very clear, and probably painful, bulge in his pants that he was neglecting.

“You’re turn,” you smiled cheekily at him and reached for his crotch but he quickly caught your wrist, “It’s okay, I don’t need anything,” he brought your hand up to his mouth so he could kiss your knuckles, “But I want to!” you slipped your hand out of his grasp and gently traced the outline of his cock with your fingers.

He truly was big in all areas, “You don’t - ah! - have to,” he allowed your hands to wander this time, moaning when you massaged the flat of your palm against his shaft.

“I know I don’t have to, but I want to!” you repeated yourself again, this time pulling his pants down as best you could, with his help of lifting his hips, and soon your ears were met with a thump of his cock hitting hit lower stomach.

Without hesitation you curled your hand around the bottom of him and moved it slowly, he didn’t make much noise but instead chose to watch the way your face lit up when you would draw a soft groan from him.

“I want you,” you started to speed up your hand, making his noises a tad louder than they were before but your words weren’t lost on him, “I want you too,” he breathed holding onto your wrist and slowing your pace.

Meeting his eye, you knew what he was silently asking for and you were all too happy to oblige - you stood up on shaky legs and let your own pants fall to the ground and stepped out of them.

The moment you were free from your constraints he grabbed you and pulled you back onto his lap, this time each of your knees slotting in either side of his large thighs.

“Are you sure?” he asked as he lined his tip up with your entrance, “Would you stop being such a perfect gentleman for one minute and just fuuuu-” your min-rant was quickly doused when he pushed his hip up to meet yous, slotting his dick into you with ease.

He was girthy and long, a dangerous combination, but somehow he fit into you perfectly. The stretch was heavenly, unlike anything you’d felt before and when he began to drag his length out of you again you could’ve sworn you saw stars.

He found a slow rhythm that he was comfortable with and then encouraged you to bounce on him too - you held onto his shoulders as gently as you could and slammed down onto him once you’d adjusted to his side.

The sound of slapping skin met your ears, the end credits of the film playing to absolutely no one, the only thing you cared about was how handsome Konro looked with a slightly slack jaw and blown out pupils.

It felt wrong to be viewing him like this, as though you were an audience to an angel’s fall from grace.

Konro was sweet, mild mannered, gentle and kind; and also balls deep inside you on the communal area you’d build for the Fire House while his thumbs left bruises along your pelvic bone.

His grunts and groans made a tingle go down your spine, but the way he was eyeing where the two of you connected made you want to see how dirty Konro could really be.

Not that you’d have enough time tonight, but you prayed there would be another time.

He shifted his hips slightly and all of a sudden you were screaming harshly in to the palm of his hand - luckily he’d anticipated what would happen and already covered your mouth to mute the sound as best he could.

Another indication that Konro was filthier than anyone really knew.

Your walls clenched and pulsed around him as you could feel your second orgasm of the night approaching, he trusted you to keep your balance as he let your hips free in favour of covering your mouth and drawing a figure of eight on your clit with his thumb.

The additional stimulation had you throwing your head back and shaking furiously, apparently that’s all you needed for you to reach your end.

When you’d settled down and were able to hold yourself up again, Konro used this as an opportunity to chase his own release, holding your hips in place firmly as he fucked up into you.

His grunts got louder and more animalistic and his bucks were almost too hard until you felt your insides warm and his cock throb from within you, his voice crackled at the end of his groan as he rested his head on the back of the couch.

A sated smile crept up on his face as he re-opened his eyes to gaze at your blissed out face. He brushed a strand of lose hair out of your face and pulled your body down next to his, messily slipping his cock out of you again.

“Are you still having fun?” he asked, a hint of nervousness in his voice. Sleepily, you nodded, “So much fun,” you yawned, feeling thoroughly fatigued and in need of a nap.

The last thing you remember was placing your head on Konro’s now clothed lap and him playing with your hair until you drifted off into a pleasant sleep.

Thank Sol for Beni’s bad drinking habits.

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p-antomime · 4 years ago

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— i am extremely excited to finally be doing a kinktober event for the first time! i hope that i am up to the task of filling in all the dirty stuff and nasty thoughts that are coming from the minds of those who read my posts! please keep in mind that most of what is written during the month of october will be of dark content; and this masterlist will be filled in gradually during ALL OF october until the 31st with all the posts regarding my kinktober.

i hope everyone enjoys it and is as excited as i am <3

𖤐. notes: almost all the works I have written for kinktober are inspired by excerpts from I WANNA BE YOUR SLAVE by Måneskin, so be aware of that when you start reading each project

𖤐. — day one : 血.

𖤐. with sukuna ryomen, itadori yuuji. | inspired by: Strange Case of Dr Jekyll and Mr Hyde — click here to read.

𖤐. with satoru gojo. | sh𝒊bar𝒊. — click here to read.

𖤐. — day two : 性.

𖤐. with osamu miya. | corrupt𝒊on k𝒊nk, m𝒊rror sex. — click here to read.

𖤐. — day three : 辜.

𖤐. with keigo takami. | somnoph𝒊l𝒊a. — click here to read.

𖤐. with okkotsu yūta. | step-cest. — click here to read.

𖤐. — day four : 血.

𖤐. with sanzu haruchiyo. | kn𝒊fe play, dub-con. — click here to read.

𖤐. — day five : 性.

𖤐. with katsuki bakugō. | vamp𝒊re, blood k𝒊nk. — click here to read.

𖤐. — day six : 辜.

𖤐. with hanma shuuji. | v𝒊rg𝒊n killer, dub-con. — click here to read.

𖤐. — day seven : 血.

𖤐. with getō suguru. | rel𝒊gious themes, priest. — click here to read.

𖤐. — day eight : 性.

𖤐. with shigaraki tomura. | mask k𝒊nk, dub-con. — click here to read.

𖤐. — day eleven : 辜.

𖤐. with ryōmen sukuna. | monster fucking, DP, breeding k𝒊nk. — click here to read.

𖤐. — day twelve : 血.

𖤐. with kozume kenma. | cam girl, virtual sex, guided masturbation. — click here to read.

𖤐. — day thirteen : 性.

𖤐. with fushiguro toji. | inspired by: Somebody's watching me; non-con, ser𝒊al k𝒊ller, breeding k𝒊nk. — click here to read.

𖤐. — day fourteen : 辜.

𖤐. with haitani rindou. | free-use, glory hole. — click here to read.

𖤐. — day fifteen : 血.

𖤐. with hybrid!bokuto koutaro. | knoott𝒊ng. — click here to read.

𖤐. — day eighteen : 性.

𖤐. with manjiro sano. | watersports. — click here to read.

𖤐. — day nineteen : 辜.

𖤐. with naoya zen'in. | free use. — click here to read.

𖤐. — day twenty : 血.

𖤐. with bunny!tamaki amajiki. | dub-con. — click here to read.

𖤐. — day twenty-one : 性.

𖤐. with nanami kento. | daddy k𝒊nk. — click here to read.

𖤐. — day twenty-two : 辜.

𖤐. with nahoya kawata. | fuck mach𝒊ne. — click here to read.

𖤐. — day twenty-five : 血.

𖤐. with step-bro!dabi. | dry hump𝒊ng. — click here to read.

𖤐. — day twenty-six : 性.

𖤐. with hajime kokonoi. | str𝒊pper. — click here to read.

𖤐. — day twenty-seven : 辜.

𖤐. with maki zen'in. | face sitting. — click here to read.

𖤐. — day twenty-eight : 血.

𖤐. with izana kurokawa. | medical play. — click here to read.

𖤐. — day twenty-nine : 性.

𖤐. with denki kaminari. | public sex. — click here to read.

𖤐. — day thirty-one : 辜.

𖤐. with mitsuya takashi. | cockwarming.

#jjk smut #jujutsu kaisen #jujutsu kaisen smut #jjk #bnha #bnha smut #mha #haikyuu smut #hq smut #kinktober 2021 #kiki kinktober #kinktober #tokyo revengers smut #tokyo rev smut #tokyo revengers #kintober list #، 𐀔 — m.list ᵎ

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danidrabbles · 4 years ago

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KINKTOBER 2021

A collection of my pieces for Kinktober 2021. All works are, as can be expected from Kinktober, Mature or Explicit, and are intended for readers older than 18. Sundays are off-days, which is why some days in October aren't on the list! Please heed the additional warnings on each fic before reading—not everything is for everyone!—but otherwise... Have fun 😏

Click here to find my main masterlist.

October 1: Knife Play (Dave York x f!reader, 1.9k words)

October 2: Stripping (Jack Daniels x gn!reader, 2.3k words)

October 4: Sadomasochism (Din Djarin x f!reader, 1.2k words)

October 5: Breath Play (Jack Daniels x f!reader, 800 words)

October 6: Age Gap (Frankie Morales x f!reader, 2.9k words)

October 7: Masturbation (Roy Kent x f!reader, 1.1k words)

October 8: Spanking (it's a surprise!, 1k words)

October 9: Gun Play (Rick Flag x f!reader, 1.8k words)

October 11: Food Play (Marcus Moreno x f!reader, 1.1k words)

October 12: Exhibitionism (Din Djarin x f!reader, 1.5k words)

October 13: Blood Play (Jack Daniels x f!reader, 1.5k words)

October 14: Bondage (Rick Flag x f!reader, 2.1k words)

October 15: Lactation Kink (Javier Peña x f!reader, 2.1k words)

October 16: Fucking Machine (Dave York x f!reader, 2.3k words)

October 18: Sixty-Nine Position (Frankie Morales x f!reader, 1.9k words)

October 20: Cock Warming (The Thief x f!reader, 1.3k words)

October 21: Breeding Kink (Ezra (Prospect) x f!reader, 1.9k words)

October 22: Somnophilia (F x f!reader, 1.1k words)

October 25: Size Kink (Pedro Across the Street x f!reader, 3.5k words)

#kintober #kinktober 2021 #dani writing

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sitp-recs · 4 years ago

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yes yes yes

Currently obsessed with « I love when you wear that t-shirt », Draco murmured, close and warm. « Love that it was mine and now it’s yours, like everything I have. » and Harry shattered, and the mirrors sang it back to him in a thousand echoes from Observation by @shealwaysreads on ao3

#such a perfect and tender fic #this line honestly 😔🙌#kintober 2021 #shealwaysreads #beautiful Bella

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hpkinktober · 4 years ago

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Day 7: Creature!fic

AO3 Collection: HPKinktober_2021

https://archiveofourown.org/collections/HPKinktober_2021/

#hpkinktober2021 #hp kinktober 2021 #hpkinktober #kintober #hp fest #harry potter fest #kink fest #hp fanfic #harry potter fanfic

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ateezrecsandreviews · 2 years ago

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San Recommendations

@ateezrecsandreviews San fanfic recommendations :)

(updated with word counts)

**<-NSFW

2 newly added fics are at the bottom of the list (2022.12.03)

**Royal Pet (feat. Wooyoung) - Wooingsan AO3 (6k words)

Wooyoung wakes up with a trill. Everything’s too quiet and he’s too alone. He shouldn’t have slept this long. The sunlight shouldn’t be this dim. He pushes himself up on an elbow and rotates his head so, so slow. His eyes land on the armchair and he gasps. “I caught you.”

**Small Hams (feat. Wooyoung) - Wooingsan AO3 (43.7k words)

The hybrid stretches out one long leg, slowly sticking his toes through the open window, then his ankle, then his calf, tracking Wooyoung’s expression. There’s plenty of time to say no or argue, but Wooyoung just realized the hybrid has dimples and an unfortunate fear of heights. This knowledge renders him powerless to do anything but watch as the cat gingerly slips inside his apartment, one limb after the other. Then he stands, smug. “I won’t be any trouble.” Note: A personal favorite of @ateezrecsandreviews

**Tins Without Labels (feat. Wooyoung) - Wooingsan AO3 (4k words)

San in jeans is a weapon. It’s the way they sit so perfectly, the smallest slip of air between their waistline and San’s golden skin, just enough for Wooyoung to imagine sliding his thumb in the gap and tracing lines with his nail. “They’re not coming.” Wooyoung has to rip his gaze away from San’s hips. “What happened?”

**Prince San - @ateezmakemeweep (10k words)

You never wanted this marriage. How could they do this to you? It won't be easy to warm up to the man standing in front of you. But maybe his dimples will make it easier. Note: @ateezrecsandreviews summary

Broken - @ateezmakemeweep (14k words)

Staying in your abusive relationship has left you broken and without much hope. That is until you met San, the sweetest man you've ever met. Maybe there is hope in the world. PLEASE read trigger warnings before reading. Much love <3

**Sex Ed - @santheestallion (16.6k words)

As a virgin, you’re relieved to finally be in a relationship where you’re not pressured to have sex. However, when you and your boyfriend San move in together during quarantine, the temptation is a lot harder to resist.

**Hand Kink/Grinding (Kintober 2021 Day 27) - @hongism (2.7k words)

They’ve already started when you open the door to the cramped apartment you share with san. You aren’t surprised; you knew Yunho was supposed to come over today and exactly why he was coming.

**Overstimulation (feat. Hwa and Woo) - @atiny-piratequeen (1k words)

Despite being the oldest among the eight, he usually is the one to take a lot of the teasing and pranks the most, especially when it came to being the target of Wooyoung and San’s fun.

**Let's Have Some Fun (San focus, OT8) - @barnesbabee (3k words)

A scenario in which you and your friends are very comfortable with each other. Maybe too comfortable

#ateezrecsandreviews #woosan #woosan smut #ateez smut #ateez fics #ateez recommendation #san smut #san #san ateez

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leedosbunnyboy · 4 years ago

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Juyeon; My Hot Babysitter

Kintober Masterlist | 10/8/2021

Genre: Smut

Pairing: Juyeon x M!Reader

Requested: no

Kinks: Sir Kink, Rimming, Eating Out, Cum Eating

Warning: Rimming, Age gap (Juyeon 25; Reader 19), Watching Porn

Summary: As much as you'd rather be able to take care if yourself, you do thank your parents for their choice of babysitter.

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"Mom, I've already told you. I'm too old for a babysitter." You said for the nth time.

"I'd still rather there be someone else here. I don't what I'd do if my baby were to be hurt!" Your mom exclaimed.

"Mom, I'm in college. I'm not a baby, and I can most certainly take care of myself." You tried to reason.

"Listen to your mother (M/n)." Your dad said as he adjusted the watch on his wrist.

"Are you ready to go?" He asked your mother, who nodded.

"How long will you be gone?" You asked them as they got their suitcases.

"The convention is 3 days long, but I promise we'll be back as soon as possible." Your mom said and kissed your cheek.

"Juyeon will be here in 5 minutes. I left my card on the kitchen table, and behave." Your dad instructed as he walked out the door.

You waved them goodbye and sat on the couch, waiting for Juyeon to arrive.

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You heard the sound of a car pulling up, followed by a knock on the door, and immeadiatly you knew who it was.

"Hi (N/n)!" Juyeon said as he wrapped you in a hug.

"I told you to stop calling me that." You huffed.

"And I told you I won't." Juyeon smirked and ruffled your hair.

Juyeon was your best friend since you were kids. Despite being 6 years apart, you two always got along well.

"Your parents still don't trust you I see?" He said as he made himself comfortable on the couch.

"Mom said she doesn't want me to be alone cuz I'll get hurt." You said and seated yourself next to Juyeon on the couch.

"Well now you have your big strong babysitter to protect you." He said and wrapped his arm around your neck.

"Do you wanna play Mario Kart?" You asked him.

"Sure, but just know, you're gonna lose." Juyeon said as you handed him the controller.

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Several hours of playing Mario Kart, with Juyeon beating you 24 to 17, playing board games, and watching movies later. Both of you were sitting on the couch thinking about what to do next.

"Hey, I wanna show you something." Juyeon said as he pulled out his phone.

"What is it?" You questioned as you sat up.

Juyeon pulled you close to him so you could see what was on his phone, before he clicked play.

Suddenly, a video of guy getting eaten out by another guy began to play on the screen. Him moaning and begging for more as the other guy happily obliged.

"Juyeon what the fuck!" You yelled as you hurried to cover your eyes. But even then, you could hear everything, including the bottom constantly calling the other "Sir."

"Turn it off!" You begged, and Juyeon quickly obliged.

"Did like it?" He asked once you removed your hands from your eyes.

"No! Why would I enjoy that?!" You scolded.

"Well, it seems someone else did." Juyeon said as he palmed your clothed erection.

You blushed profusely and backed away.

"Shut up." You pouted and tried covering yourself. Juyeon stifling some laughter as his eyes trailed your every move.

"Why'd you even turn that on in the first place?" You huffed. Crossing your arms and pouting like a child.

"Because I wanna do it with you." Juyeon bluntly stated.

"Huh?!" You exclaimed and turned to look at him, the pillow covering your crotch falling off in the process.

"I wanna do what they were doing with you. It's really simple actually." He re-stated. Eyeing you up and down like you were his next meal.

"You're joking right?!" You questioned.

He then swiftly began to stroke your dick through your sweats. You gritting your teeth in order to keep your moans in check.

"Does this answer your question?" He asked as he sped up his movements.

You slowly nodded as shallow moans began to escape your mouth.

Juyeon stopped his movements in order to quickly undress himself. You eyed him up and down, looking at every detail from his defined chest down to his cock.

"Like what you see (N/n)?" He smirked.

"Your turn." He said as he began to remove your own clothing.

"Are you sure you know what you're doing Juyeon?" You questioned once he had you fully naked.

"Of course I do sweetheart. And right now, it's 'Sir'." He winked at you as he positioned you to where your hole was in his face and your's was facing his cock.

Juyeon teasingly began to spit and lick your hole. Making sure to leave gentle kisses along your rim and to only let you feel the tip on his tongue.

Not wanting to make him feel left out, you took his semi-hard cock into your hand. Slowly pumping him as he began to get harder.

"Shit, keep going baby." Juyeon moaned once he became fully erect.

He then resumed his actions of kissing and licking your ring. Before he slowly began to insert his tongue inside your hole.

"It feels really good, Sir!" You exclaimed when he did that.

"You like it when I eat you out?" He asked, to which you immediately nodded.

"Be a good boy and suck off Sir while he takes care of you." Juyeon said as he pushed his hips closer to you.

You happily obliged and took his tip into your mouth. Tasting the pre-cum that was already leaking out in the process.

As Juyeon continued his assault on your ass, you continued to blow him off. Cupping and fondling his balls in order to maximize the pleasure you were giving him.

Juyeon growled as he began to motorboat your ass. Vigorously moving his head side to side as he ravaged your hole. You would get goosebumps everytime he moaned as you could feel his breaths.

He slowly began to thrust his hips into your mouth and you gagged as he hit the back of your throat. Your eyes rolling in the back of your head as Juyeon continued to stimulate you with his tongue. His loose saliva dripping onto your balls and your dick.

A drop of your pre-cum landed on Juyeon's thigh and he wrapped his hand around your member.

"Don't think I forgot about you." He cooed as began to stroke your cock. Foul noises being produced due to your pre-cum and his spit lubing it up.

Juyeon viciously eating you out, the stroking of your cock, his throbbing cock in your mouth, and the view of the glorious man above you was all enough to send you over the edge.

"S-sir! I'm about to cum!" You exclaimed, although you didn't even think that Juyeon could hear you considering how busy he seemed eating you out.

"Cum baby. I'm almost there too." He said and resumed his actions.

And cum you did. Your release spewing all over Juyeon face and chest. Some dripping down to his torso and even his dick.

Juyeon suddenly began to furiously thrust into your mouth, and you took that as your signal that he was also close to cumming.

"Shit! You taste so fucking good, and your mouth is so warm!" He moaned and shortly after came in your mouth. His release flowing down your throat and you made sure to swallow each and every drop.

Juyeon then repositioned you to have you on your knees in front of him as he laid back on the couch.

"I want you lick up every single drop." He said referring to the release on his chest and torso.

You slowly began to lick the excess cum on his dick before moving slowly up to his chest. Swirling your tongue around one of his nipples elicited a drawn out moan from Juyeon.

By the time you finished, Juyeon was a hot mess. His head thrown back in pure bliss and his chest heaving as he caught his breathe.

Juyeon laid you down next to him and wrapped his arms around you, effectively spooning you on the couch.

"That was amazing Ju." You said.

"It really was. Why didn't you tell me you taste so good? I would've gotten a piece of that ass way earlier." Juyeon said, which made you blush violently.

"Don't say that!" You pouted.

"It's the truth." He smiled and continued to look you in the eyes.

"What are you looking at?" You asked.

"The most beautiful boy in the world." He said with a cheeky smile.

"Shut up." You said and turned around, to which Juyeon simply chuckled at.

"Let's go take a bath, hmm?" He offered to which you obliged.

You know you're really old enough to be trusted home alone, but damn are you ever glad for your helicopter parents.

#male reader #the boyz #the boyz x male reader #juyeon #juyeon x male reader #smut #kinktober #kpop #kpop x male reader #bxb #mlm #lgbt #the boyz x reader #tbz #tbz x male reader #tbz x reader #juyeon x reader #kpop x reader

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