#like babyboy looks like he wants to POUNCE

[phvnthom]

There was literally no reason for Miles to look at this man that way.....

[ratsandclocks]

Sharing (part 1)

(Male Reader/Rodolfo Parra/Valeria Garza/Alejandro Vargas/Phillip Graves)

📝3,508 words(oops) | 18+ | Smut

Alejandro and Graves cannot seem to get along when it comes to having you. Valeria and Rudy hate seeing you upset. They stir up a plan where everyone is happy at the end of the night.

Tags: polyamorous, F/M/M/M/M, Sub/Dom dynamics, pillow prince reader, punishment, restraints, forced proximity, voyeurism, oral(m & f receiving), anal fingering, self imposed edging, overstimulation, subspace(?), no use of y/n, use of petnames; Babe, Baby, Babyboy, Cielito, Cariño, Corazoncito

Dom Valeria, Dom Rudy, Switch Alejandro, Switch Graves, Sub Male Reader.

Note: This took a bit longer to write since you can see, the fic itself got longer than I first anticipated. I tried my best to give everyone some attention but its hard when there's five fucking people. Might finish tomorrow or the day after depending how busy I get but I'll try to update as soon as I can. Anyways this has gotten out of hand... and into the other cuz im jerking off—

Disclaimer: Author does not speak Spanish(fluently) and only used Google for minimum research. If any of the Spanish words used seem off, grammatically incorrect, and/or inappropriate, please inform me and I'll try to fix them.

A petty argument. One that's been going on for about a week between Alejandro and Graves. That's what got you all in this position.

You don't even remember what it was they were fighting about—could be that food you left on the fridge for them that they decidedly did not want to share with each other, could be Philip's now-empty bottle of aftershave that you like the smell of so much, could be that time you wore his shirt to sleep instead of Alejandro's—who cares what the fight was, all you know is that there's heat between them when it comes to you and you did not like that…

Now Rudy didn't like seeing you in distress, neither did Valeria. So naturally, they'd do something about that. And sure enough, they did.

"You're fucking with me." Graves says, as a matter of factly as he watched Rudy handcuff his right hand with Alejandro's left to his pure dismay. Their other hands weren't free either, as they were as tightly tied to their respective sides of the sofa, leaving them immobilized and stuck close to each other. Looking at them together feels like watching two dogs wary of each other, ready to pounce at the slightest provocation—you were simply glad that they cannot do anything about it, but you do pity their place. Their seat was facing the bed, right where you sat with Valeria comfortably kneeling beside you, the two of you not wearing more than your shirt and underwear.

"I'm not." Rudy responded firmly, arms crossed as he glared at the two. "You don't get to touch mi Cielito or yourselves. Not until you start getting along."

"Rudy…" you plead in their defense, but the man only looked at you softly, denied you with a shake of his head, then walked closer towards the bed.

"Don't feel too bad about them now, Cariño." Valeria cooed to you, absently stroking your hair. Her eyes were on the two tied up men while she spoke, directing her words to them just as much. "They weren't being nice, were they?"

"I'm not being nice?" Alejandro finally spoke, pointing his left hand to himself accusingly, only for Graves to pull away the same handcuffed arm. "Look at him!" Alejandro defended himself.

"You've upset our boy, Gilipollas." Rudy lectured, eyes still on yours. You would've said something—another plea or something along the lines of 'you don't have to do this' or 'it's not a big deal'—but Rudy was sitting with you now, hands on your chin to face him and stare at his longing eyes, and that look effectively shut you up. "He deserves way better from you both."

You gasped in surprise when Valeria gripped your hair to pull your head back, her lips suddenly latched onto your neck, already finding the sensitive spot just under your ear. "That he does."

Hands were all over you in a matter of seconds. Valeria's were groping and undressing you, not rushing but surely more forceful than Rudy's. He was way gentler compared to her, softly caressing every inch of your skin she exposes as he kissed your mouth, slowly but just as passionately as Valeria's. All of it familiar, all of it just right.

Heat rushes up your skin. It was already making you lightheaded, their contrast nearly giving you whiplash, but you love seeing their differences, making up for what each other lacked. How they mix so well just to please you, all of them and more just for you—something you wish Alejandro and Phillip could do together.

"You were the one who stole my shit." You heard Graves grumbling. When you looked at him, your eyes met and caught him in a scowl, but his frustrations were clearly directed towards the man beside him.

"It's a shared bathroom, Pendejo." Alejandro quipped, to which he earned a tug on the cuffs from the other man. He tugged back and now they look like little brats fighting over a piece of candy. You couldn't help but frown at the sight, which Rudy quite immediately notices.

"Ey!" He yelled at them and the two men froze in an instant. "You keep fighting like that and you won't get to touch him at all."

"It's not fair, Rudy." Alejandro whined, easily switching from hostility to something more submissive, something he does that usually riles up Rudy. Not tonight though.

"And you're not being fair to him either. Just look—" at that, Alejandro finally looked at you. Your brows furrowed and eyes slightly teary, and clearly not for the reason of being in the debauched position Valeria's hands put you in. Oh how that just breaks his heart, seeing his poor corazoncito longing for him, so close yet so far. How hurt you must be from all his stubbornness.

"You think he wants you two away? That he doesn't want you here with him right now? Think he doesn't want to feel you inside him? You two are the ones depriving our lover of yourselves. Think about that."

"Do you want them, Cariño?" Valeria lewdly whispered to your ears, but loud enough that the other men could hear it. You only nodded, unable to form words while she trails her hands into your boxers, rubbing and stroking you under the garment. "Want their cocks inside of you? Touch every inch of your skin? Fuck you 'til you can't walk like you deserve it?"

"Mhm…" you moaned when her hand gripped your cock, your hips involuntary fucking into her hand.

"Then they gotta be good, right? Else they don't deserve you. Bad boys don't get to touch my sweet sweet boy."

She's pulled you out now and your cock was on full display for them all, hard and dripping as she stroked it. Rudy took off your boxers, throwing it haphazardly somewhere in the room to be picked up later in the next morning. When Valeria let go of you, Rudy took over quickly, teasing his thumb on your slit and you arched your back, promptly falling onto the bed with a whine. You were panting when he let the teasing off, but he didn't stop stroking you in slow firm tugs. Valeria chuckled fondly at the sight as she's taking off her panties, giving you and the rest of the men a show.

"Look at him, Rudy," she says, seductively crawling back towards you, "so sweet and sensitive. Such a shame they won't get a taste."

"Val…" you whined, reaching for her. She's cradling your face now, making you look straight into her eyes.

"You need something, Cariño?" It was almost condescending how she said it, but god if it weren't making you desperately buck into Rudy's hand you would've complained.

"Need you… up here—" she kissed you then—mouth on yours, full of hunger, moans and grunts, teeth and tongue, completely overpowering you—before pulling away and crawling farther. She moved to hover just above your head, legs on either side as she reposition herself with her cunt just above your face. Another whine escaped you when her hands went back to your hair, pressing you into the bed.

"Show me then," she ordered, "show me how much you need me. Show them what they're missing out on."

Your hands wrapped around her thighs, pulling her down and ravaging her like she's the last meal of your life. You lap your tongue at her, burying your face deeper and pushing in your tongue farther. Nose nuzzling to her clit so perfectly that she twitches above you. She was clearly amused, letting out an exaggerated moan to egg on the tied up men.

"So good for me, Cariño. There, there, just like that—dios mio, that tongue! So good. Keep going, baby. They don't deserve you like this."

"Fuck's sake." Graves grunted. Valeria knows just how much he loves your mouth, because you know how to use it. He loves it when you kiss him and try to win him over, giving a good fight only to let him take charge in the end. He loves when you nip and bite on his skin, not too hard to hurt but just soft enough to make him feel like heaven. He loves when you suck on his cock desperately like it's your life on the line, loves how you use that tongue oh so sweetly around him. He loves everything about that mouth of yours, and now Valeria's using it against him.

You thrust your hips when you felt Rudy's tongue circling on your tip. He lifted one of your legs up with his free hand, squeezing lube on your balls to drip onto your ass, and proceeding to tease a finger into your hole. It wasn't much trouble prepping you—with how much you get fucked all the time, surely it won't be—but he still takes his time with it, pushing in slowly, always in search of something, making sure you feel good all throughout. He fucked you earnestly with those fingers, twitching when he found that spot that melts your bones and he instantly stopped with his movements, only to start profusely rubbing that spot and make you whine shamelessly.

And you heard Alejandro let out a strangled groan, now fully aware of Rudy's intentions to tease him.

"So cruel, mi rey." He groaned at the sight, he can see so clearly when Rudy's putting you on display like that. He always loved your ass—loved the involuntary movements you make and sounds you let out when it was him playing with you, making you feel good, when you squeeze around his cock plunged deep into you. God, does he wish it was him in Rudy's place, and Rudy knows that really well, so he's making it a show. Rudy pulled his mouth away.

"Keep watching." Rudy spoke before shoving your cock straight down his throat without a warning.

You moaned into Valeria's cunt, sending shivers down her spine and she chuckled. Now fully sat on your face, she grinds her hips on you, vigorously chasing her high until she stiffens above you, letting out a long moan and sigh in relief as she came on your face. She gave a few more thrusts into your tongue before getting off to the side, lifting you to lay your body between her thighs.

"Would you look at that, Babe." She addressed Graves who is now looking at you with a certain thirst in his gaze. Your face glistening in Val's wetness, eyes closed and brows furrowed in pleasure as Rudy kept bobbing his head, working you up. Valeria's hands traveled to your chest, pinching your nipples and making your back arch. "You wanna come, cariño?" She asked and Rudy sucked on the tip of your cock his fingers fucking into you faster to get you off quicker. But you mewled in response, head shaking as you held tightly on her arms and he immediately slowed his movements down.

"No?" Rudy asks, a heated look on his face. "What do you want then? Wanna get fucked in the ass, mi Cielito? Need a cock to come on to?"

You didn't need to say anything more, you nodded and Rudy carefully let you go. Your chest was heaving and you felt weak, too deep into the headspace Valeria had put you in and the pleasure you were just swimming in. You couldn't move on your own and so the two of them worked together to reposition you.

Now you're facing the men on their seats, your chest pressing on the bed with your ass up in the air. The men in front of you were looking at you with a certain darkness in their eyes, they seem painfully hard under their tight pants, their chests rising visibly with their heavy breathing. Graves couldn't stay still in his seat, constantly moving as if it'll do anything to ease the tightness in his pants—it doesn't.

"Phillip…" you whined, eyes staring at him with haze, god you were so pretty. The man could only groan in response.

"You alright, Baby?" Graves asked, because as much as he wants to take care of you, it's all he could do.

Rudy's hand was on you again, splayed out on the bottom of your spine while the other held his cock, teasing your hole just before slowly prodding in. He was big, you knew that—you're used to it, in fact—but it never fails to make you keen, feeling the stretch no matter how much grueling prep he gives you. You bit your lip as you tried to relax, sighing when you finally felt him bottom out.

"You were asked a question, Cielito." Rudy reminded you, hand reaching to stroke your hair as if to help you ground yourself. You leaned into the touch as you moaned, letting out an affirmative 'Mhm' to answer.

"I'm good…" you sighed, plopping yourself back into the bed, your hands reached to clench the sheets and prepare yourself. You grind your ass to feel Rudy's cock and it's all he needed before he started fucking you.

It was slow and sensual, dragging his thick cock to the tip before slowly pushing in again. You could almost feel every vein on him, every time his head almost caught on that sweet spot inside you but just barely missed—you knew he's doing it on purpose.

"So pretty, isn't he?" You heard Valeria. You don't remember when but she's now behind Alejandro and Graves, caressing Phillip's face with one hand while exploring Alejandro's body with the other. Graves had his head leaning against her while the other man was tense in his seat, trying—failing—to feign control of his desires.

"See what you're fighting for? Getting fucked raw without you?" Valeria said to Phillip, lightly biting his ear to tease before turning to Alejandro neck. "All because you don't know how to share."

You screamed when Rudy suddenly slammed into you, slowly pulling out before slamming back in. Then he took pace, quickening without losing the strength in his thrusts. You were a moaning mess, broken noises leaving your mouth as air gets punched out of your lungs.

"Does it feel good?" Valeria asked and you barely registered that it was directed at you, all you could manage was a pathetic whimper as Rudy mercilessly pounded into you, "Words, Cariño."

"S'good… s-so—" you let out a yelp when Rudy finally hits that spot, deciding to keep abusing it and leaving you a thoughtless, sobbing, mewling mess under him—Under Valeria, and under all of their gazes. You were boneless on the bed, head in the clouds, you felt like you'd float through the ceiling any second, and you were thankful for the moment Rudy put his weight on your back, engulfing you with warmth as perched his hands on the side of your head.

Your gaze wandered through the room, processing anything was a struggle with your mind being full of haze, but you could see Graves struggling through his breathing and the bulge in his uncomfortably tight jeans. He bit his lips as your eyes met and you could only imagine the torture he was in right now. You were like a caged man observing a hungry shark in the ocean—you can see the urge it had to pounce, to destroy the barrier between you, and devour you til you're nothing but bones. But he can't have his way, can't even touch himself, can't give himself any relief. All he could do was simply watch you in your position, so enticing, so good for them all.

It was when he broke the connection between you that you noticed Alejandro had his hand on Graves' thighs, slowly rubbing up on him with a proud smirk on his face.

"The hell are you doing?" He asked Alejandro, a little wary, but just as much curious of the man's intentions.

"Can't touch ourselves, but they didn't say anything about touching each other. Might as well give the boy a little show." Alejandro said, his hand traveling farther into Graves' inner thigh. His breath hitched, swallowing a lump in his throat at the teasing touch. "Unless you'd rather you sit your ass there wishing you could get off by just watching."

"No." Graves said firmly without missing a beat—much to your surprise. He closed his eyes, rested his head back and let out a sigh, "Keep… keep going…"

That proud smirk on Alejandro's face got impossibly more smug and he did not hesitate to move his hand straight to Graves' bulge, pressing and rubbing on it with enough pressure to make the man keen and relax on his seat. Alejandro was quick to decide to unbutton Phillip's jeans, shoving his hand in and pulling his cock out. It was painfully red, dripping and desperate, and by God did you want it in your mouth right now.

You would've begged Rudy to let you suck off the man, but Alejandro is quicker than you could think. He was already leaning down—as uncomfortable the restraints make it—and licking the precum before it could drip down his shaft, then bobbing his head while his hand pumped the man's shaft. Phillip let out a sigh, finally opening his eyes to find Valeria beside him, looking down at him with amusement.

"What?" Graves panted, eyes heavy as he tried to read Valeria's look.

"Nothing," she feigned, leaning down closer to the man, then pulling his head back til his neck was exposed enough to the woman's desire, watching the man's throat bob as he swallowed, "you just look so cute getting along."

She kissed him with vigor, the other hand cradling his neck and their mouth fought for dominance with Valeria at an advantage. Her hand traveled to his chest, squeezing it once before traveling farther down his stomach, tracing every muscle until she reached Alejandro's head. She pulled him off and you can see his stubble glistening from his own spit, she quickly moved into kissing him now, freeing her other hand to reach for Graves' cock, covering Alejandro's bigger hand and pumping it together.

As much as you wanted to keep watching, you couldn't look anymore with how much Rudy was trying to keep your attention on his cock, it was a task to even keep your eyes open. Desperately needing to ground yourself, you reach for Rudy's hand, which he decided to interlock with yours. You gripped it like a lifeline, feeling that heat in your stomach starting to overfill and you were tightening around Rudy.

"Oh? You close, Cielito?" Rudy panted next to your ear, "Are you gonna come? Go ahead, you can do it. Come on my cock."

You didn't need to be told twice. Your cock twitched and soon enough, you came hard, face buried into the mattress muffling your otherwise loud moan, shuddering from the pleasure that shot through your spine.

Rudy fucked you through your orgasm, riding it out with you until the sensation starts edging into overwhelming pleasure. He was still pounding into you, quicker and harder, chasing his own end.

"So close, mi Cielito. Just a little more, I know you can take more. Take it."

Your legs are near to giving up, thighs shook from the exertion, but you stayed still, stayed good for him and let him use you all he wants. You were rewarded with a tight embrace, and the warm feeling of his cum painting your walls. He finally slowed down, hips stuttering as he slowly pulled out. Your legs finally gave out and you went limp on the soft mattress, Rudy followed with you to keep embracing you from behind, giving your back little pecks of kisses and nuzzling on your shoulder.

"Muy bien, mi Cielito. You did so good for me." You felt his warm breath on your neck as he kissed you just under your ear, caressing your hips and just showering you with all the love he could give. You'd love to stay like that for eternity, engulfed in his affection, you could never get used to it. Unfortunately, it had to end sooner than you wished. He pulled away, leaving your behind exposed to the cold air, but not for long as you felt strong arms flip you to lay on your back.

You find all of them above you, even Alejandro and Graves now free from their restraints on the seat.

"Still with us, Cariño?" Asked Valeria and you smiled, letting out a sigh that's more of a stuttered laugh. You couldn't help the heat crawling back up your skin seeing them all looking down at you, you swallowed a lump in your throat before answering.

"Never left." You spoke, part smugness, part teasing. They all smiled, fully understanding what you meant by those words alone—more.

"Good." Alejandro growls, and your stomach drops at the feral look he gives you, his smile widening, tongue going over his teeth like watching food served to him on a silver platter.

"Because two of us just learned how to share."

(To be continued…)

[rayclubs]

I've always had a dog but now I'm tasked with looking after a cat, if you're like me and think it'd be a breeze because cats are supposedly low-maintenance compared to dogs you're WRONG, here's what I learned about this demon beast in the first week of living alone together

He will bite me

It's true that he doesn't need to be taken on walks which saves a lot of time, but he will immediately piss and shit into a freshly cleaned litter like it's an invitation, doesn't matter if he just shat five minutes ago, he'll do it again on purpose with malicious intent

He will scream. Sometimes it's about something in particular that upset him but most of the time he will just scream for the fun of it

1am is the perfect time to run head-first into the kitchen door and get scared

One time he woke up when I was in the bathroom and he couldn't find me so he started crying loudly and I had to let him in and he just sat in the bathroom with me. I still don't know what the fuck was up with that

He will ask me to pet him. And then he will bite me

He does NOT want belly rubs, you can NOT play him like a bongo, you should NOT roll him up towel style it's FORBIDDEN

He stares at me all the fucking time but god forbid I look at him

Sometimes he screams for food while his bowl is full, so I just go to the bowl and just shake it a bit so the cat food makes the food sound and then he wants to eat it again. Genius strats

Playing with him is WEIRD. He'll pounce and miss and just walk away like he doesn't care, then hide behind the door like I can't see his silly ass, babyboy just learn to aim already

Sometimes he doesn't miss and actually catches the toy abd then what am I supposed to do??? Cats don't play pull like dogs, do I let him keep it? Do I take it and start over the game so he can pretend-hunt it again? What?

Sometimes he runs after the toy for like 20 seconds and then just abruptly walks away. Babyboy do you think I'm the one this game is for or

He will lay on my lap and purr and rub his head against me and purr and snooze and purr and BITE ME

HE CAN GET INTO DRAWERS

He can't get out of the drawers

He can get onto elevated surfaces. It fucks me up cause with my dog I just put something on the table and he can't have it. But with this beast? There are hiding places, man

He will steal shit from me. Tiny things, hair rubbons, pen caps, erasers, etc. No idea where it goes. The shadow realm. Turns up a few days later so I know he isn't eating it, he actually isn't really inclined to eat anything but the most refined of foods which is very reassuring. My dog will try to eat a coin like it's candy

He will stare at the wall

He will meow at the wall

He will scream at the wall

There's more, might add later, cheers

[matriarchjojo]

〄 NOW PLAYING : NSFW ALPHABET WITH JOHN DOE<33

JOHN DOE + FEM!READER

18+, DARKCONTENT, period blood, DUBCON/NONCON, monster fucking (?), bondage, a little fluff, knife play, blood, marking, overstimulation, public sex, yandere themes (obviously), biting, scratching, horror elements, mentions of violence, readers skin color is not mentioned, all characters are over 18

I love this emo so much :( i just wanna hug him :((

> AFTERCARE

Oh he would take care of you when he's done using your beautiful body...

if he would know how..

the first time he literally almost ripped you apart you were the one doing the aftercare, he was so pussydrunk and out of it that he just clings to you even more than he normally would, which would be annoying if you werent so in love with this big creepy babyboy. and used to him being on your ass 24/7..literally.

> BODYPART

HOW IS HE SUPPOSED TO CHOOSE WHEN EVERYTHING ABOUT YOU IS PERFECT?!

But he loves your soft and pillowy tits, he loves laying his head on them, kissing, licking them and burrying his head between them when he's stretching you out and fucking you like a rabid animal

But then again..your thighs are his favourite too..holding onto while digging his sharp nails into them to see some pretty bruises afterwards makes him crazy!

> CUM

He loves to see his sticky, thick cum on your face most of the time, because you just look so beautiful with his semen on your angelic face! Collects it all back onto his fingers and makes you suck the cum off of them

But to be frank.. he would love to see you just drowning in his cum

> DIRTY SECRET

Well the secret is not even really a secret, because you found out a long time ago..

it's that he takes pictures of you while you're working and hurries off to somewhere Private to furiously jerk off to them, but he only does that when the Gas Station has customers, if not..well then he just watches you from where you can't see him with his hand down his pants, stroking his cock to you literally doing ANYTHING

> EXPERIENCE

Baby, no..he doesn't have any experience..he wanted to save himself for you!

When you first hopped onto his lap he just got flustered and let you do whatever before he just started sweating, panting and drooling like a little puppy. Don't get me wrong, he likes it when you take control of him but he likes it even more to see your eyes fill with tears and you scream as if he was killing you when you're under him and he slams himself in and out of your sloppy and tight cunt

> FAVORITE POSITION

John doesn't have a favourite Position, he loves to see you in any of them!!

But it depends on what his mood is, when hes feeling good he will just Stick with missonary or cowgirl.

But when he's horny out of his mind (which is most of the time) he will either have you folded up for him in a mating press while his long tongue doesn't stop fucking your throat or he'll just pounce on you like a wild animal finally attacking its prey, and just fuck you from behind while his suprisingly strong arm is around your neck, restricting any air fron entering your lungs until you finally cum for him.

> GOOFY

Yeah John can be pretty goofy during sex. For example when you try to talk but he was just done choking you, your voice is rasped and you cant get a single word out he just laughs at you, but then he tells you how cute you are<33

> HAIR

Just like on his head, a lot. He doesn't take care of himself unless you force him, you do wince a lot when he rams his cock down your tight throat and that forest of dark curly hair brushes your face over and over again. But you love the way his happy trail looks, honestly..so you don't force him to shave it off.

> INTIMACY

He's VERY intimate of course, sometimes he just holds you as close as he could against his body, John just loves the feeling of being conected to you. His favourite thing is when you're about to cum and just hug him as tight as you could, Johnny boi just cums with you on the spot<3

> JACK OFF

Yes.

Just yes.

He jerks off as much as he can when you're not around, he can never stop thinking about how perfectly your small, delicate little neck fits in his big hand, or how cutely you whimper when he Cuts your skin just deep enough for blood to drip out. OR the way your pussy clenches and begs for him to go harder and harder. The only downside is that he feels way too watched at his place..

> KINK

Where do i fucking Start? Ahem.

First place has two favourite kinks of his :

Fearplay, of course. He loved seeing the fear in your eyes the first day he met you, it never left his mind! He loves seeing your eyes widen and your body tremble when he runs the cold metal of his knife across your supple breasts or even your throat~ it turns him on more than anything ever could!

blood kink. He loves to see your blood AND his blood on you, he just loves the look of the pretty red substance on your pretty skin~ but he loves loves loves it when you're on your period and he can see blood flowing out of your—HIS cunt..but licking and sucking it up with that long and talented tongue of his and tasting it just makes his cock trob and leak, sometimes the poor baby even cums untouched when you cum on his tongue with that pretty blood of yours pouring out along with your juices

Choking is second, but im not talking about that pussy shit to just keep you in place, no no. I mean that hard-ass grip till veins prod out on the skin of his hand or till your face turns red and tears begin pouring out of your eyes and drool drip from your glossy lips.

Sizekink is third, no matter who is in control in that moment he just loves seeing how small everything about you is compared to him <33 and even though he might not look like it, he is very, very strong..i mean he isn't quite human so..yeah.

Fourth is breeding, pulling out is never an option, even when you scream at him to NOT cum inside of you. He cant even hear you through the need of breeding your pretty little womb~

> LOCATION

Oh he could care less, because when he's horny he needs you now. It doesnt matter where you two are! But he loves loves loves to take you anywhere in his weird ass home, seeing you, such a beautiful angelic being in a place like this, being taken, tainted, ruined by a thing like him just really gets him going

> MOANS

John is Hella loud. Just..very loud. But its cute, very cute actually! The way he whimpers, cries, moans and whines when you tied him to his bed with some cords you found lying around because he wasn't listening to you to stop touching you already when you're the one on top! His begging and whining to :

➤ "PLEASE- L-LET ME TOUCH YOU, MY LOVE- P-PLEASE!!"

Is just too cute.

But he's also pretty needy and loud when he's the one in control, he just cant stop huffing, moaning and telling you :

➤ "you look so cute like th-this, my love...those tears make you look like an angel..h-haah.."

> NO-GO

Threesomes. He doesnt want ANYONE else being able to see you like he does, you're his! The furthest john would go would be letting that fucker who works with you and always tries to flirt with you watch as he bends you over the counter and chokes you to the edge of passing tf out

Cucking him is also a HUGE no. He could never go through that, it would hurt him to see you with someone else. He would honestly kill you and the other person then afterwards himself because who is he without his precious angel?

> ORAL

He loves recieving and giving,

knowing that you love to have him down your throat turns makes him so happy, not to mention that it feels like heaven. To have you slurping and sucking on him is just a toe curling sensation! And he normally just cums from you just spitting on his cock

BUT GIVING. He lives for eating your pussy, and yes. He bites. Not hard though, of course..

maybe..

depends on his mood, really.

He loves fucking you with his long tongue, wriggling it around in your cunt and seeing you writhe and cry, you look so pretty when you cum too. Sometimes you look terrefied at how hard you cum, which is also just heaven for john<3

> PACE

It also depends on his mood or if he is in the Power Position, if he is, he will go as fast as he could possibly go (which was really fuckin fast) and when he was fucking you like a rabid animal his long tongue would roll out and he would drool onto your already wet face from all the sweat, tear and your own drool

> QUICKIE

Quickies dont do it for him, plain and simple. But when he begs you for a 'quickie' in the morning when you had to go to work, he always found a way to make you stay longer on his cock by teasing you and not letting you cum by saying :

➤ "what? You said you have to go to work, my love..dont you wanna leave soon?"

Which makes you beg for more saying stuff like "i-it can wait, b-baby! Please just- nghh..m-make me cum!!" You whined. And when you beg like that he just has to slam you down onto the bed and pound into you<33

> RISK

Oh he loves taking risks, for you, he would do anything. You asked to go to the Beach with him and first he said flat out

➤"no"

But when you fake pouted and said "aww..then i will have to go alone to try on my new tight fitting bikini.." you knew you would get him like that, but it wasnt going to be that easy. As soon as you laid down on your towel he laid his head on your thigh, you already felt kind of off when he kept nudging his cheek against your thigh. And soon enough he slid his overly long tongue beneath your bikini, sliding along your slit "j-john! Wh-what are you doing?! There are people around!" You whisper screamed and lifted your sunglasses. But he just grinned knowing that you wont push him off. You tried so hard not to moan, you were just thanking god that people didnt suspect anything..you soon felt really close and clenched your thigh against his head, that was making people actually look so John pushed your thigh back down with his hand, pressing it back onto the towel

➤ "don't be so obvious! It's like you want people to know, i had no idea how dirty you actually are, my beloved~"

> STAMINA

Bitch he can go as long as he wants..he doesn't know what 'slow down' means..it's almost like he can't stop when you look at him with those teary, begging eyes just moaning : "p-please! S-slow down!! I-its so sensitive- i-im gonna cum again!!"

> TOY

If a knife is a toy, its that.

He loves, loves, loves the way your pussy throbbs around his fingers when he runs the knife along your skin, or even carves his name below your tits, watching the blood gush out of you. When he feels you're about to cum he leans down and licks the blood up, finally making you cum.

> X-RAY

BIG. H U G E

about 11 inches, uncut with pretty veins decorating his cock. its very sensitive, so be careful with this poor boy (jk he loves to be overatimmed)

> YEARNING

John yearns for you all the time, he cant stop thinking about anything you do. Everything you do is beautiful to him, he could just drown in you!!

> ZZZ

Babyboy falls asleep pretty fast, because at the pace he was going before, he just lays his head on your chest clings onto your body as your thighs hold onto him, and when your hands start to caress his back or run through his long, black hair he just starts humming happily and Falls asleep, he's just a big baby <33

[hyunsuks-beanie]

Babyboy

Genre: Smut

Hyunjin x soft dom! reader; mommy kink; nursing kink/boob fetish

Word Count: 1.8k words

Mellow speaks: And here I am with my third Hyunjin smut, requested by a lovely anon! Honestly, I love writing stuff for Hyunjin, because of the sheer variety in the requests that come in, so thank you for this fun request anonie! Hope you enjoy reading it!

Looking at your reflection in the mirror, you admire just how amazing your body looks in the new set of lingerie you bought when you went shopping a few hours ago. The lacy set has a number of slits, revealing more than it hides, and you just can't wait for your boyfriend to come back home from practice, feeling a wetness pooling between your legs at the mere thought of his beautiful lips wrapped around your nipples through the slits in your bra, as he sucks them raw while you stroke his length.

You contemplate whether or not to send him pictures of how good you look, eventually deciding against it, not wanting to distract him and unleash Minho's wrath.

And so you wait for him to come back, throwing a shirt of his over your body as you sit down on the living room couch, scrolling through your phone. Soon enough, you hear the front door open, and in comes your boyfriend, Hyunjin. You are almost about to pounce on him, his sweaty look turning you on like a light bulb, but the moment you see his expression, you know something is off. "Jinnie?," you call out, walking over to hug him. "What's wrong, baby? Something bothering you?" He simply hugs you back, nuzzling his face into your neck while heaving a sigh, as you stroke his back gently. After a while of staying like that, he finally says, "I'm just nervous for tomorrow," And it doesn't take you long to understand what he's talking about. Your boyfriend is nervous about his solo dance break, that he is supposed to perform for tomorrow's award ceremony. A dance break that you know for a fact he will absolutely nail.

"Aww babyboy," you say, pulling away to look into his eyes. "You'll do amazing, and I don't have even the slightest bit of doubt about that. If there's anyone that can do justice to that dance break, I know for a fact that it's you, and only you." He gives you a soft smile, shoulders easing slightly. "Thank you for knocking some sense into me. You always know just what to say to make me feel better," he leans in to place a soft kiss on your lips, making you smile, as your mind comes up with an idea." You catch his lips in another kiss, this time a little harder. He kisses you back, wrapping his hands around your waist as your own entangle themselves in his hair. Pulling away, you softly whisper against his lips, "I know of another way to make you feel better and take your mind off your worries."

Looking up, you see his eyes pupils dilating as his hands slip under your shirt, coming to a rest against the bare skin of your waist. Smirking, you take hold of his hand and lead him up to your shared bedroom, gently pushing him onto the mattress of your bed. Standing in front of him, you take the shirt off your body, finally giving him a glimpse of your new lingerie. His eyes nearly pop out of his eyes, as his lips mouth the one word that makes you go weak in the knees, "Mommy." You straddle his lap, throwing one leg on each side of him, making him gulp visibly as he feels himself growing hard. You smash your lips onto his, biting and sucking on his lower lip as he opens his mouth, his tongue shooting out to explore your own. You start grinding against him, your barely clothed core rubbing against him, making him let out a moan into the kiss. Pulling away, you stand up, pushing him down onto his back, before taking off his sweatpants and boxeds in one swift move. Taking his length into your hand, you stroke him gently, saying, "Let mommy show you how amazing you are," as you kneel down and wrap your lips around him. All Hyunjin can do is let out a soft groan, propping himself up on his elbows to watch as your pretty head bobs up and down his member. You expertly continue showing love to his dick, knowing full well how much he enjoys when you graze your teeth against him, while swirling your tongue around his girth. Your boyfriend lets out a loud moan, arching his back as a wave of pleasure shoots through his body. "F-fuck mommy, faster," he says, making you speed up your pace as you hollow your cheeks out, taking his entire length into your mouth. Soon enough, you feel him twitch, as he releases his seed into your mouth. Licking up and down his member, you wipe him clean, swallowing before pulling his dick out with a "pop." Your lips remain attached to his member by a thick string of saliva, and Hyunjin can't help but move to kiss you again, only to taste himself on your lips.

Smirking, you ask, "Wanna play with mommy's nipples, babyboy?, squeezing your boobs together so that your nipples nearly pop out of the slits in your bra. It takes everything in him for Hyunjin to stop himself from drooling at the thought of burying his face in your chest, as he nods his head meekly, getting up from the bed. You kiss him again, shoving your tongue into his mouth as your hands unbutton his shirt before pushing it off his body. You shift your lips from his own to his chin, leaving open mouthed kisses and hickeys on his neck, throat, and chest, as he throws his head back in pleasure. You pull away from him, only to lie down on your back on the mattress, signaling for him to climb on top of you. He wastes no time in latching his lips to your nipples, sucking on them through the slits, as your hand moves down to stroke him. He gives equal attention to both your boobs, hands automatically moving to massage the other one through the fabric of your bra, making you let out a loud moan as you continue to pump him. Wanting more, he pushes the cups of your bra down, pulling your boobs out before returning his lips onto them. After a while, he pulls away, breathing heavily from the pleasure. "Want to e-eat mommy," he manages to say between pants, making you throw your head back as he bites down on your panties, pulling them down with your teeth.

You don't waste a single minute in climbing off the bed once again, as he lies back down on his back, his head near the edge of the bed. You lower yourself on his face, planting your feet on the floor. His tongue darts into your core, leaving a long lick across it, which makes you hiss in pleasure. Biting down softly on your clit, he pushes his tongue into you, exploring your hole, as you grab hold of his hair while shutting your eyes in pleasure. He continues to alternate between licking you and sucking on your core, sending warm ripples traveling through your body. You soon feel a knot forming your stomach as his mouth continues its ministrations on you. Your moans start to get louder and your  as you inch closer to your orgasm, something that Hyunjin notices quickly. He speeds up his pace, and it is not long before you find yourself falling over the edge, cumming into mouth as you shut your eyes tight. Lapping up your juices, he gently pushes your butt his face, making you stand back up and turn around to place a kiss on his lips. Tasting yourself, you can't help but let out a moan as you pull away. ""Mommy wants you," you mumble against his lips, running your finger against the curve of his mouth.

As soon as you say that, you see a happy glint come alive in your boyfriend's eyes, blown out and dark with desire. You can't help but giggle at his cuteness, pushing him back onto the mattress and climbing on top of him. You lean over to place a kiss on his lips, before pulling away and lowering yourself onto his member. You hiss as he fills you up, staying like that for a minute. He places his hand on your hips, as you start to slowly move around going up and down his dick. The feeling of him rolling against your skin makes the both of you throw your heads back in pure pleasure. You lower yourself down on him, going down all the way, with his balls slapping against your skin, making him arch his back. He reaches his hands out to your boobs, playing with your nipples before pulling the cups of your bra back down. Having closed your eyes due to the ripples of pleasure shooting through your body, you fail to notice his little pout when he realizes he can't suck on your beautiful boobs in this position. Deciding to take matters into his own hands, he flips you over, making you scream at the sudden movement, narrowing your eyes at him. Thrusting into you, he wastes no time in latching his mouth back onto your nipples, making you let out a string of moans. "Ah fuck Hyu-Hyunjin, that feels so good," you cry out as he speeds up his pace, his tongue swirling around your already swollen buds. You both know you are close to your climax, already sensitive from the oral you gave each other earlier. He keeps thrusting into you, hilt deep, hitting your G-spot as your eyes roll back in pleasure. He feels himself twitch, moaning out your name. "G-gonna cum m-mommy," he cries out, before returning to your boobs. Your hands travel up and down his back, leaving marks in their wake. The feeling of his dick inside you, coupled with his mouth on your boobs, is enough to push you over the edge, as you cum all around his dick. This in turn brings him closer to his own climax, his body convulsing as he rides out his high.

Once the both of you come down from your waves, he collapses on top of you, too tired to move. You rake your hands through his hair, gently pushing him off as you get up to clean yourself and him. "Thank you for tonight," he softly says, his face against the mattress so you almost don't catch his words. Turning himself around, he adds, "Thank you for comforting me, and for the amazing sex we just had." You smile warmly at him, before turning into a blushing mess as he says, "By the way, you looked really pretty today," smirking.

Once you calm down, you decide to run a bath for the both of you, walking into the bathroom. Walking out though, you realize that your boyfriend is already asleep, and you can't help but smile at how peaceful he looks, far away from all the nervousness from earlier that day.

[mypoisonedvine]

hi i'm here, horny, and asking for a sub!zemo begging his mommy to let him suck on her tits 👀👀👀

the way you and I are the entire two person audience for this content akjshg but maybe there are a few more freaks hiding out there who will come out of the woodwork

When he got this desperate, he struggled to remember English, so he usually ended up begging in Sokovian.

“Молим, молим, молим,” he repeated over and over, breathlessly, as you straddled his lap.  He looked so sweet like this that you almost wanted to give in, but you knew it would be better to keep him on the edge just a bit longer.

“Come on, baby, you can ask nicely,” you prompted.  “Use your words like a big boy.”

He winced slightly, hands tightening at his sides where he was dutifully keeping them off of you like he was told.  

“Mommy, мамина, please,” he whimpered, “I need to suck your tits, please, молим, please...”

You pouted your lip in a show of sympathy as he squirmed beneath you, getting so needy that you expected him to break at any moment.  When you saw the smallest tear form at the corner of his eye, you knew it was finally time to go a bit softer on him.  “Oh, look at you,” you sighed, “my little crybaby, huh?”

He nodded shamefully.

“You need mommy’s tits that bad?”

Another nod, and a sniffle that made your heart clench.

“Okay, дечачић,” you nodded, finally unbuttoning your shirt as he stared up at you eagerly, “just because you’ve been so good...”

“Th-thank you, mommy,” he breathed, “m’your good boy, always.”

You grinned slightly when he pounced forward the second your shirt was open, kissing around your chest before latching onto a nipple, clutching your back as he sucked almost a bit too hard.  “Fuck, slow down, baby,” you hissed.

“Sorry,” he mumbled against your skin, quickly getting back to it with a bit more tenderness this time.  He closed his eyes tight, swirling his tongue around the bud as it hardened, and you felt your own need crawling up your spine.

Your fingers combed through his hair as he moved to the other nipple, laving it with wide licks from his tongue before wrapping his lips around it.  “Good boy,” you whispered, feeling him moan slightly against your skin at the praise.

Reaching down between your legs to where his erection had begun to tent his trousers, he moaned again when you rubbed him through the fabric.  It would’ve been more dominating to tease him this way, too, but you weren’t really in the mood for it anymore when his mouth on you felt this good.  So, instead, you freed his cock from the clothes and let your skirt roll up, pulling your panties aside so you could let his swollen head rub over your folds.

“Fuck,” he whispered as his mouth fell slack, and you gave him a quick slap on the cheek.  

“Watch your language,” you corrected him sternly, and he whined but nodded.

You lined him up with your entrance, taking your sweet time to sink down onto him and watching the way his face twisted and relishing his hot breath on your skin.  

When your hips met his and he was fully inside you, you both moaned.

“Keep sucking, baby, I’ll tell you when you’re done,” you reminded him quickly.

“Yes, mommy,” he nodded, grabbing your breasts in his hands while he returned to his task of suckling at them gently.  You sighed as you started to rock your hips, eyes falling shut as you reveled in how lovely it felt to ride your precious babyboy.  He was probably having a great time now, getting everything he could ever ask for from you, but he was in for a rude awakening when he found out you weren’t going to let him come any time soon...

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[for reference, молим = molim = ‘please’ / мамина = mamina = ‘mommy’ /  дечачић = dečačić = ‘babyboy’ sooo imma go erase my google translate history thank you]

[sub-hoshi-enthusiast]

For the Moots :) (pt. 1)

This is a little thank you to all my wonderful moots that have interacted with me and helped me through the trying time that was 2020 😔 but seriously, I love all you beautiful people and thank you for putting up with my awkward ass-

(Also yes I'm splitting this in 2 parts because I made a few of them longer than intended and I don't want this post to be a mile long 😐)

@euphoricsunflowers 🌻

Sub!wonho, dom!reader, dumbification, bondage, use of toys (vibrator), overstimulation, dacryphilia

You smirked down at your boyfriend as he squirmed beneath you, thighs shaking as you pressed the vibrator harder against his cock. The ropes that tied Wonho's wrists to the headboard proved to be strong enough to keep him exactly where you wanted him as he kept fighting against them to touch you. Realistically you both knew that he could get out of them in a second if he really wanted to, but the fact he chose to surrender all his power to you made your heart flutter. You were brought back to reality as Wonho let out another choked moan.

"What is it bunny? Are you gonna cum for me again?" He whimpered, unable to respond as his head flopped to the side. His eyes were clouded and rimmed red with tears with drool spilling down the corner of his mouth. 

"What, can't say anything? Why not bunny? Is it because I fuck you so good you can't think of anything else but me? Can't even form words cause of how good I make you feel?" He opened his mouth to respond but cut himself off with a pornographic moan,  making you giggle at his helpless state. He was your favorite like this, just a big dumb toy for you to use however and whenever you want.

@foenixs 💖

Sub!woozi, dom!reader, mommy kink, pegging, baby boy woozi (he's so cute 😔)

"Ngh- mommy!" Jihoon cried out, snuggling further into the stuffed bunny he had squished in his arms. What was supposed to be a calm movie night had quickly escalated when he accidentally spilled his drink all over his shorts and took them off, leaving him a hoodie that practically swallowed him whole. To be fair, how were you supposed to hold back from pouncing on him? That's why Jihoon was now on his knees and forearms on the couch with you kneeling behind him, thrusting into him with as much power as you could muster. You leaned over so your chest was pressed against his back.

"Is mommy making you feel good babyboy?" He whimpered as the tone of your voice, sounding so sweet even though you were fucking him as hard as you could. You could see the wide grin on his face as he nodded.

"Oh- yes! M-mommy feels so so good! Ngh- t-thank you mommy~" You giggled at how cute he was, pressing a kiss to his temple before returning to your original position. The night was only just beginning.

@vanillaknj 🥺👉👈

Sub!namjoon, dom!reader, oral (f recieving), crossdressing (he wears a skirt, thigh highs, and a crop top)

Another groan slipped past your lips as you pulled on Namjoon's hair, tugging him closer between your legs. Your boyfriend was always gorgeous, but tonight he had decided to go above and beyond. He had known you had been working your ass off all week and decided to give you a little present; the "little present" being him dressed up in a cute skirt, some thigh highs, and a matching crop top. You had been ready to devour him as soon as you saw him, but he insisted on taking care of you like the sweet boy he was.

"Oh fuck baby, just like that~" You growled out, making him whimper against you. You were practically suffocating him with how you grinded into him but he didn't seem to care as your release covered the bottom half of his face. He eagerly lapped it up, making sure not to waste a single drop before pulling away to look up at you. You lazily smiled down at him, gently running your fingers through his hair.

"Thank you baby, you made me feel so good. How about I return the favor?"

@baa-nana 😚

Sub!kevin, dom!reader, overstimulation, soft sex, praise (I guess?? It's just overall really soft), pegging

Kevin's whiny moans echoed through the room as you thrusted in and out of him at a steady pace, giving your hands that had been interlocked with his for the past few minutes, a quick squeeze.

"Aw, is my baby gonna cum?" He bit his lip with a nod, a shaky whimper escaping him. A soft smile lit up your face as you left a trail of kisses over his neck and shoulders, leaning up to leave the last on his lips. "Then go ahead beautiful. Cum for me." He muttered a mantra of 'thank you' as he arched his back up into you. His legs, as well as the rest of his body, trembled beneath you as his release finally hit him. His eyes rolled back in his head as his jaw dropped open in a silent moan. You bit your lip as you looked at him. A choked whimper was forced out of his throat when you started the movement of your hips again.

"I'm sorry baby, you just looked so pretty like that. You think you could do it again for me?"

@feelslikelove 🤗

No warnings really, just a fluffy jaehyun with no power dynamics

Jaehyun's arms were snug around your waist as you sat in his lap, the sound of his soft breathing calming you as you continued the book you were reading. The only other sound in the room was your playlist you had created for reading. A bright smile lit up your face when you heard the starting music of your favorite song, the quiet humming you had been doing before turning into quiet singing. Your boyfriend smiled as well, singing along with you while swaying in his place on the bed. You could tell from the sound of his voice that he was about to fall asleep. He couldn't see the smirk on your face as you saved your page and set the book down. He suddenly jolted beneath you as you started singing obnoxiously loud, letting out a groan at the sudden change in volume. You let out a squeak, stopping your singing as he tightened his grip around your waist and flopped over so you were in the spooning position as held you. You squirmed in his grasp, turning so you were face to face with him.

"I love you." You said with a light chuckle as you pressed a kiss to his nose. He opened his eyes to give you a small glare, grumbling something along the lines of "sure you do" which only made you laugh harder as he snuggled closer. Yeah, he loved you too.

[betweenthepages]

Santa Tell Me; Dean Forester x Male! Reader (18+)

Requested by @winchesterzforever

Summary: For Christmas Dean dresses up in a santa costume, only it’s a lot more revealing. That, and he gifts you a vibrator. Enjoy.

Word count: 1590

A/N: Sorry if this isn’t that great, I didn’t really know how to go about this request 😭

The jingle of Christmas carols drifted in the background as you hung up the last few ornaments on the tree. You wanted everything ready for Dean since he was staying the night. You were a bit hesitant to make him travel his in the cold weather but he insisted on seeing you. You had everything planned tonight. You guys were gonna bake christmas cookies, give each other presents and watch movies all night long. His present was sitting on the dining table, wrapped in red paper with little candy canes on it. You thought long and hard about what to give him and you couldn’t wait to see his reaction.

The doorbell rang, signalling Dean was here. “Hey handsome.” You greeted. He let out a muffled ‘hi’ behind the big scarf he was wearing. You let him in quickly, not wanting him to freeze out there. “How was the trip?” You asked as he hung up his coat. “It was fine. Car almost broke down but I wasn’t gonna miss tonight.” He grinned. “Aw, I missed you.” You placed both your hands on his shoulders. “Now look up.” He was confused for a sec, but realisation set in when he gazed upwards and saw the mistletoe hanging on the door frame. “Well, isn’t that a coincidence. Come here you.” He brought you closer by the waist, pressing his cold lips against your warm ones. He felt like he could melt. He smiled into the kiss, squeezing your hips gently.

“So... Where did do you want me to put this?” He gestured to the present he was holding. “On the dining table. You should go get changed, I’ll get the ingredients ready.” You smiled, heading to the kitchen. You couldn’t contain your excitement wondering what he got you. His box was big, endless possibilities filling your mind of what it was. You’d have to be patient though. You knew you’d love anything he got you. Dean still hasn’t come out by the time everything was set and ready for baking. “Hey Dean, you ready yet?” You called, walking to the living room.

“Ho ho ho, what have we got here?” His voice startled you, and you swore on your life nothing could’ve prepared you for what you saw when you turned around. Dean standing there, almost naked accept for a pair of red latex shorts which hardly left anything for the imagination. He was shirtless, accompanied by a Santa hat. You didn’t know whether to laugh out of how completely random this situation was, or drool over his exposed muscles. “Dean I- what is this? What are you wearing?” You blushed fifty shades of red, averting your eyes to avoid getting aroused from the sight.

“You don’t like it?” He asked. “It’s not that it’s just- surprising.” He came face to face with you, so you could feel his hot breath fanning your face. “You’re on the naughty list this year. You’ve been a very very bad boy.” He whispered, nipping your ear. Fuck it, might as well play along. “What are you gonna do, punish me?” His eyes darkened, the corners of his lips curling to a smirk. “That’s right, naughty sluts need discipline. But before we get to that, I think you should open you should open your present.” Now you were confused. “B-But we agreed to do it after-” he cut you off. “Are you disobeying me? My my my, already in so much trouble and you still choosing not to follow my orders. What am I going to do with you?” He snapped. “No, sorry.” You hung your head, walking to where the presents were stacked neatly.

With shaky fingers you undid the ribbon (which Dean made a mental note to save for later) and ripped the white wrapping paper, revealing the contents inside. You swore you wanted to die right there. It was a vibrator, of all things. Roughly 8 inches. “You see this?” Dean snatched it out of your hand, “This is gonna be in you all night. I chose the prettiest one for you, aren’t you gonna show me how grateful you are? Strip.” You flushed, discarding your clothes and undergarments, leaving you bare under gaze.

He took the lube that came with the vibrator and smeared it on his fingers, ready to prep you. “I-I’m stretched already. Wanted to be prepared for you.” His eyes widened. “Needy bitch. Always gotta be stuffed huh? Can’t go a day without needing needing something inside you. I appreciate you saving me the work though.” He smirked. He smeared some more lube on the vibrator and let you hold onto him, getting ready for the intrusion. “Ahh...” Your knees buckled, almost collapsing if it weren’t for Dean holding you up. God you were every man’s wet dream. Head thrown back, eyes closed letting out the cutest whimpers. He hadn’t even turned on the vibrations yet. The show was just beginning.

He start slow at first, the room was silent except for the soft buzzing noise and your hushed moans. He picked you up placed you on the couch, pressing the remote to turn up the intensity. Your eyes closed in pleasure, unaware of what Dean was doing until he grabbed your hands, pinning them above your head. Your eyes shot open when you felt a soft material wrap around your wrists. You tugged at your restraints, realising it was silky ribbon. You hadn’t tried bondage in bed yet, but you trusted him. You writhed in pleasure, oblivious as Dean slipped a cockring on you. He grabbed the vibrator, pushing it further inside until it was right up against your prostate. “T-Too much,” tears slipped down your face. Dean watched intently, ridding himself of his shorts dragging his hand up and down his length. “D-Dean I’m close.” You mewled, back arching. Dean turned the vibrator to the highest setting, watching you tense up from the pleasure.

“Dean I’m gonna- Dean?” Your eyes opened in confusion, tears blurring your vision. The vibrations were still going, but no orgasm. You looked down, catching the piece of metal around your base. “Wha- no. I wanna cum!” You whined, sobbing in frustration. “You cum when I tell you to.” He growled. “N-No fair...” He ignored your complaints, mouthing over a nipple and tweaking the other in his hand. You looked so beautiful tied up, the best present he could ask for.

He figured he’d teased you enough, taking off the cockring and turning off the vibrator. You sighed in relief. He lubed up his cock, almost leaking at the sight of your twitching hole. “You’ve been good, sweetheart. Good enough to deserve my cock.” Your eyes lit up at that, your neediness growing. “Yes, yes! Give me your cock please.” You begged. He does as you ask him, groaning at warmth enveloping him. “How’re you still so tight-” he gritted his teeth. You whined, trying to fuck yourself on his cock impatiently.

His hips snap up into your sweet heat, stabbing your prostate over and over. Being on edge previously, you weren’t sure if you could last long. Dean was having the same problem, you felt so fucking good it was hard to hold himself back. Your nails dragged down his back, which would surely leave marks for a week or two. It hurt, but it was a good kind of pain. He liked admiring them in the morning. It was like your way of claiming him.

Slowly, you felt the knot in your stomach come undone, and white rained down on your stomach. Dean kept thrusting, chasing his own high, making you whine from the overstimulation. You sighed, feeling his warm semen being released inside of you. He pullled out carefully, undoing your restraints and pecking you on the forehead. He left momentarily to get some tissues and a plug so you wouldn’t get the couch dirty.

After you two cleaned and dressed, you sat by the fireplace, you curled up in his arms as he rubbed your shoulder lovingly. “So... am I on the good list now?” You giggled. “Definitely.” He smirked. “That was so... unexpected. It was fun, but where on earth did you get that outfit?” He the question flustered him, and he averted his eyes in embarrassment. “Um, a sex shop. Same place I got the vibrator. It was meant to be a joke but I got little too into it.” He chuckled. “A little?” You raised an eyebrow. “I liked the present though. I think I’m gonna use it a lot.” You winked. “Glad you like it, (Y/N). But that wasn’t my real gift to you.” He smiled. “There’s more?” He pulled out a little box from his pocket, placing it in your hand.

Inside was a golden heart-shaped locket, with the letter D engraved on it. “I’ve got a matching one.” He held up one that looked indentical, except it had your initials instead. “Aw Dean, that’s so sweet!” You practically pounced on him, wrapping your small frame around his big one. “Glad you like it baby.” He laughed, before turning serious. “But (Y/N), you’re the best christmas present I could ask for. I love you so much.” His voice was genuine and his eyes tender. “I love you too Dean.” You were happy. So, so happy. “We never got around to the cookies though.” You pouted. “The nights still young, babyboy. We’ve got time.” You hummed, stroking his face with your fingertips. “Later. Let’s cuddle for now.” Dean was more than happy to oblige.

[spidony-starker]

I am so late on this

Kinktober: day 1

Lingerie (Peter is 18)

It was a late Saturday evening when Tony Stark and his young lover stumbled through the door of their home bound in each others arms as they found their way to the softness of plush couch cushions.

The older man cradled his boy and peppered him with kisses as he giggled and squirmed. “I love you.” He gave a kiss to his neck. “I love you.” And another to his forehead, then to the tip of his nose. “I love you.”

Then finally he interrupted the gleeful laughter with loving lips, the tips of his fingers grazing his lover as he melted beneath him.

When he parted he stayed close, not even two inches away as he let the doting darkness of his eyes embrace the ones that looked right back at him.

“Tony…” The boy gripped the dark grey tartan of his coat while his arms wrapped around Tony’s back. “Why do you treat me so well?”

The man frowned. “What? Pete, don’t be ridiculous. I don’t want to hear any of that.” Tony gripped Peter’s face in his hands. “Why would I treat you any less than the most precious being in the universe?”

Peter gave a small smile. “I’m sorry, I still get in my head sometimes, even now. I’m just really happy y’know, I think my brain is trying to trick me.”

Tony rose a brow. “Don’t think such somber things sweetheart.” The man lifted himself from the couch, taking the boy with him so they sat upright as he kissed his hand. “Tell your big beautiful brain to go fuck itself.”

Peter laughed at the comment before pouncing on the man, pressing a deep kiss to his lips. “I love you.” And then the younger boy remembered the dinner they had earlier, the amorous way the man stared at him as he spoke.

“I have something for you, a little gift.” The boy’s eyes twinkled as he babbled about how the man didn’t need to, the automatic and embarrassed rambling, while also feeling an indescribable warmth in his heart.

Tony took out the boy’s worries for the nonsense it was, as he usually did, before saying he would give it once they got home.

“While I'd love to see you squirm in this lovely restaurant, I’ll be nice enough to give it in the sanctity of our own home.” While Peter was confused, he was equally as curious and excited.

As they kissed, Peter pressed a gentle hand on the man’s chest. “Tony…”

“Hmm?” Peter fidgeted. “Remember what you said at the restaurant? T-the gift? I’m really curious.” The man laughed.

“I was wondering if you forgot, but I was enjoying this so much. You want to see it?” The boy nodded briskly.

“Alright angel, hold on a second.” Tony quickly left the room, leaving Peter to tap his fingers before he came back with a small black bag.

“There you go, I hope you like it. If not, you can always return. I kept our conversation a few nights ago in mind when I bought it.” The man’s face was nonchalant as he handed over the bag, although even he worried he made a bad choice.

Peter took the bag, anxious under Tony’s watchful eye, as he pulled at the crinkly red tissue paper. Once it was out of the way, he could see a mass of shiny fabric.

Slowly, he reached into the bag and pulled out the garments. As they were revealed, Peter felt something like a jolt of electricity, a mixture of shock and excitement. He could barely believe what he was holding.

Made from expensive and lavish satin fabrics of deep reds and onyx,the piece included a bralette of intricate woven lace, tight panties, stockings, and garters.

Peter’s face burned a deep red while his eyes remained glued on the clothing. He couldn’t bring himself to look at Tony as his fingers trembled and pants grew tight.

“O-oh..wow..” Tony rose a brow. “Oh no, is that good or bad?” Peter fidgeted in embarrassment. “Tony..It’s, I mean..they’re wonderful.” The boy gave a small smile, finally able to look up at the man.

“I love it, I-um. Thank you.” Tony tilted his head. “Are you sure?” Peter gripped the fabrics tightly, completely flustered as he struggled to speak.

“Yes! I really really like it, it’s just..You didn’t have to, they look expensive. And..I won’t do it justice y’know? I’ll look dumb..or bad. It’s super pretty so..yeah.” Tony frowned and crossed his arms.

“Really Pete? ‘Dumb or bad?’” Peter looked down at his lap. Tony sighed before leaning forward and sweeping the boy into his arms, holding him tight.

“I wish you could see yourself through my eyes.” The man gripped onto Peter’s arms as he looked him in the eye.

“Because then you wouldn’t say stuff like that, ever. Instead you’d be painfully aware just how pretty you are.” Peter couldn’t hold back a grin, a twinkle in his chocolate eyes.

“There it is, there’s that smile.” Tony traced his hands up till they could grip Peter’s face. “That beautiful, sexy smile.” The two stared at each other, heads tilted and lips parted, until they couldn’t stand the gap.

As they kissed Peter gripped tightly onto the older man’s back, soft groans escaping between their lips as Tony pushed him into the couch.

Peter pulled away and borrowed into Tony, dragging his lips to the crook of his neck were he nipped at his protruding collarbone.

“Ghh..So, how do you feel now? Change your mind angel?” Peter looked up at Tony with half-lidded lusty eyes, his breathing labored. “Mmm..yes. For you.”

The man laughed. “For me?” Peter tugged at his shirt and whined. “For both. I..I want to wear it.”

“So I chose well? I like to think I have good taste.” Peter pushed him and stood from the couch as he gave the man a fake scowl. “You’ll see.”

While he took the outfit to the bathroom, Tony leaned back and crossed his legs, biting his lip at the tease. The man’s anticipation grew quickly.

After a few minutes he heard a muffled crash. “Heh, you alright doll?” A bit of silence passed before he heard the boy’s exasperated voice. “Yeah! Um..hold on. There’s a lot of straps..”

Tony smirked and took out his phone, the wait time painfully long, until he was snapped back into attention. “Tony..”

“Hmm?” The man looked up to see Peter peering around the corner. “Look”. Tony dropped his phone onto his lap, his eyes sparkling with awe.

As the boy stood there, he held his arms behind his back, his feet angled slightly inward. The paleness of his skin glowed against the dark fabrics like marble, his soft muscular form resembling a greek sculpture. He was nothing less of a complete masterpiece, a gift Tony wanted to unwrap.

“How um..how do I look?” The man rose from his seat, walking up to the boy in silence till he loomed over him with eyes so piercing they burned the boy’s skin. “You look fucking amazing.”

Peter grinned while Tony slid his hands down the curve of his back, pulling him close as he eyed the sweet pinkness of his lips. “Mm really?” The man kissed the younger boy, pushing into his small body.

When he pulled away he stayed so close their noses nearly touched. “Mhm, and you taste like fucking candy.” Peter blushed and tilted his head, sticking his tongue out teasingly at the man.

“Oh?” His shyness quickly burned away to a smugness fed by the hunger in Tony’s eyes. “So you like what you see? I sure hope so, don’t get me wrong I love this, but it’s a little embarrassing.”

The man chuckled. “Oh sweetheart, you look like a dream.” He dug his nails into Peter’s back. “A sexy little dream.”

Peter groaned and clung to Tony, the slick, lacy fabric of his panties visibly stretching. “Tony..can we? Please?” The man smirked and pressed a kiss to the boy’s neck before sweeping him up in his arms. “Ooh, you’re getting it wet babyboy. Up we go.”

Peter clung to the man as he carried him to their bedroom, gently tossing the boy onto the mattress. Peter pushed himself against the headboard, looking up at Tony with hazy eyes.

The older man eyed him as he shed his blazer and loosened his tie. “Y’know, I’ve never seen something so blatantly lewd and beautiful at the same time.

Like the face you make when I touch you after my day of work is done, the way your body throbs with just a tap. But I think this takes the cake, I mean really sweetie, look at yourself.”

Tony finished the buttons on his shirt and tossed it aside before walking to the foot of the bed, resting his hands on the mattress. Peter twirled his finger flirtatiously around the soft curls of his hair, his cheeks rosy and heartbeat rapid.

“It’s funny, to put something on, and for it to look so good all I wanna do is rip it off.” Peter grinned and crawled to the foot of the bed, looking up at the man with wide eyes.”Oh yeah?”

The boy rose to his knees, sliding his hands up the man’s legs and hooking his fingers on his belt. “After all the work it took putting it on~?” Peter gripped the leather and yanked it through the loops.

“I really do like it though, it’d be a shame if it got ripped or dirty.” Tony smirked. “Don’t worry sweetheart, I’ll just buy you another one.”

[vantegcfilms]

GRAVITY

Starring | Taehyung x Reader

AU/Genre | ceo!au, sugarmommy!au, sugarbaby!au, fluff, smut, pwp

Word Count | 3.8k

Synopsis | Being the CEO of a huge company at the young age of twenty-five was a feat in itself. If you’re not careful, you can float away and lose yourself. Luckily you have someone who you gravitate to and they keep you anchored. 

Warnings/Tags | ceo!reader, sugarmommy!reader, sugarbaby!Taehyung, dom!reader, sub!Taehyung, femdom, mommy kink, blindfolds, hand confinement, wax play, toys, handjob, edging, orgasm denial, ass play, prostate milking, cum eating, really bad attempt at smut

A/N | This is my first ever smut so I hope you don’t cringe too much reading it. I’ve also never written with sub or kinky themes before so I hope I haven’t portrayed it wrong.

This chapter was edited on 04/01/19.

Gravity was originally a series but was changed to a oneshot because of the lack of inspiration.

“We just need you to sign at the bottom of this contract and the plan will go into full development.”

You looked through the contract and the dotted line at the bottom, your fountain pen hovered over it. With confidence, you put ink down onto the paper before dating it and closing it with a sharp snap.

“We look forward to working with you in the future, Miss Y/L/N.” The man sat across you stretched out his huge hands to yours, where you met in the middle and gave him a firm shake.

“Thank you for choosing Y/L/N Corporations. We definitely won’t disappoint you.” You let a smile light up your face before getting up from your seat. Your butt was numb from sitting for too long, the discussion dragged longer than you expected. This was it. You had successfully signed a contract with a huge conglomerate for a new hotel development. Being the CEO of a huge, multibusiness conglomerate at the mere age of twenty-five wasn’t easy. There was no chance for you to give any say in the decision that your father made for you when you were in high school. The fact that you were the eldest daughter, in a family with no sons, automatically pushed that responsibility onto you. With the contract signed, both sides were happy about the result. Taking your chance to bring the meeting to an end, which should’ve happened a few hours ago, you patted down your royal blue pencil skirt before exchanging bows to the man across you.

Taking long strides you walked towards the exit of the lounge, heels clicking against the marble floor. “Do I have anything else on my schedule, Secretary Shin?”

“No, that is all for today, Miss Y/L/N.” The voice came from behind you as she followed you to the exit, holding the door for you.

A satisfied smile crept up, hearing the response. “You may go rest now, I’ll drive myself home.”

“Are you sure, Miss Y/L/N? I’ll drive you back.” She stubbornly suggested.

A tired sigh came from you, “I’m sure, go and rest.” You were determined to get back to your penthouse as soon as possible, and that wouldn’t be possible with your secretary around. Sure she was very reliable, however she drove like a snail and was overly cautious, given her older age. Your secretary followed you up to your car before standing there, thinking for a moment. She eventually gave in, given how tired she also was from the meeting.

As soon as you sat down and clicked your seatbelt, you heard your phone go off in your bag. You took it out and the screen lit up.

[17:43] Babyboy: When are you coming back? I miss you sooooo much :(

The text automatically played in your head with his baritone voice, which elicited a joyful smile from your lips. Quickly, you sent a reply to let him know you were on your way back. You knew how needy he was, and it wasn’t fair that you promised him to be back by three but that obviously didn’t happen, Without the chance to lock your phone, three grey dots appeared on the screen.

[17:45] Babyboy: Drive safely! See you soon <3

With a soft sigh, you put your phone back in your bag before starting the engine. It roared loudly to life as you took off, startling some people on the street. If you weren’t the person who you were, you probably wouldn’t be driving so recklessly like a madman. But with money came power, and you definitely abused both to get what you wanted. It wasn’t long until you got back to your place with the speed you were driving at. Although your baby boy had told you to drive safely, you knew what you were doing, after all those high performance driving lessons in Dubai did help. Your apartment complex was soon in sight, a man stood at the pavement waiting. When you got out of your car, you handed your car keys to him, the valet, before heading towards the doors. The building was impressive, a tall skyscraper with lights that shone on it as if it were an artefact in a museum. The doorman of your apartment complex bowed and opened the door as soon as you were in sight, sauntering into the colossal lobby with concierge. The ride in the elevator felt longer than usual, maybe because today was a long day and you were missing your baby boy. As the elevator took it’s time going up to the 62nd floor, which was the top, you remembered events of today at work. The usual greetings from employees, paperwork in your office, a visit to your father’s office for lunch, or rather a small business meeting, and the signing of the contract with Hyundai. It was suffocating, the way you had to behave around businessmen and workers. Your penthouse was a place where you could relax and take off that disgusting facade. In comparison to what the media says about your sophisticated lifestyle, you really would just like to watch trashy TV mindlessly in your pyjamas and binge eat. “Floor 62, the doors are opening.” The elevators cold robotic voice broke you from your thoughts, doors opening to reveal a corridor with only one door. The corridor was decorated with shiny white marble floors, minimalistic pots of plants on the side. You stopped in front of your door, entering the passcode before hearing a series of beeps, the latch unlocking and the door sprung open. The waft of bergamot, acai berries and amber came to your nose as you felt the warmth wrap around you, welcoming you back. Stepping inside, you stopped to take off your Valentino heels, putting them neatly next to a pair of Gucci leather loafers.

“I’m home, Taehyung.” You called out to the spacious penthouse, which was huge and clearly too big for you, it always gave you a sense of loneliness. Walking past the open kitchen which looked like it just came out of a interior catalogue, you reached the living room. What greeted you was the night lights of Seoul through the huge glass windows which were ceiling to floor height. The view here was beautiful, every night you could look out into the city and admire the sight, however you knew there was a better sight in your penthouse. Even though you call this place home, it never felt lived in to you. It always looked like it came out of an interior catalogue,  the interior is minimalistic and expensive to your taste. However that didn’t matter. It was because of who lived here with you in secrecy. He made you feel like you were truly at home.

After not seeing a sign of him, you walked towards the kitchen to grab a bottle of water from the fridge. It was strangely quiet and Taehyung didn’t reply to you. Usually he would pounce on you as soon as you got home, but he was nowhere to be seen. Guessing that he was in the master bedroom, you walked towards the room whilst sipping on water.

“Welcome home, mommy.” Taehyung greeted you only clad in his boxers on the bed with Baobab candles lit around it. What an expensive babe. One candle would cost £92 already, and he had several. Of course he’d know how to spend your money.

Suddenly the water went down the wrong pipe and you choked, patting your chest violently. Taehyung immediately shot up from where he was sat to rush to your side and help you. Sure you were used to seeing him in his boxers, but you didn’t expect this as soon as you got home. It was like some corny rom-com movie.

“I’m sorry mommy, did I surprise you?” He rubbed your back gently, trying to comfort you.

Looking up to Taehyung’s little pouty face, “It’s okay baby boy, mommy’s okay. I just didn’t expect this when I got home.”, you stroked his cheek with your thumb before putting your bottle on the nightstand.

“You seemed to be having a rough day from your texts, so I thought I would be a good boy and wait for you.”

Awww, could you ever ask for a sweeter angel than him? “You’re such a good boy you know that? Mommy needs to spoil you.”

His eyes lit up with your praise with the mention of spoiling him. He always got so excited when you say you would spoil him, because that either would be buying him expensive gifts or giving him the play time that he wanted. Now, if you didn’t find him that night at the art exhibition, what would he be doing now? Pleased with his reaction, you ran your hands along his biceps before pushing him gently onto the king sized bed.

“Be a good boy and wait for me, okay?”

He nodded back eagerly and sat on the edge of the bed, watching you with intent as you walked towards the open closet, his favourite place. After all, the closet had his treasured collection of design brand clothes you would spoil him with, and not to mention, his toys. You clicked a passcode into the drawer which opened slowly, revealing the daring contents. Blindfolds, restraints, clamps, collars, toys, you had it all. Who would’ve known that the pristine CEO of Lee Corporations would have such items in her closet. Scanning through the vast amount of items you had, you picked up a silk blindfold and ribbon, along with a pink toy. Taking your time, you walked back to the bed with the toys behind your hand, purposely hiding it from the small puppy waiting for you. You saw his nervousness in his eyes and the huge gulp he took. He wasn’t scared or anything, he was just excited and nervous for which toy you would bring out this time. It was always a surprise for him and that made his erection in his boxer harder as it twitched.

“Go sit in the middle of the bed sweetheart.” Your voice came out more eager than you wanted it to sound.

Being the good boy he was, he did as he was told immediately, trembling with excitement and arousal. You dipped your knee onto the bed and got closer to him as you put the toys on the side, which grabbed his attention immediately. He felt a shiver of pleasure up his spine once he laid his eyes on the toys. You took the black silk blindfold and put it over his doe and innocent eyes, his breath hitched as you did. His other senses immediately heightened at the lack of vision.

“Put your hands together towards me baby.” You commanded him as you reached for the silk tie. He followed your instructions, putting his hands together, waiting for you patiently. You wrapped it around his wrists, tightening it, which generated a whimper from him. Beginning to tease him, you traced your long cold fingers against his chest down to his stomach before stopped right above his throbbing cock. He whined at the loss of contact when you let go.

“M-mommy please touch me.” He begged, squirming under you.

God, he was so fucking beautiful like this.

“Shhh baby boy, be good and wait patiently.”

He pursed his lips together, obeying you whilst he waited what seemed like eternity. You got off the bed and reached down to pick up one of the candles before you returned to him.

“Remember your safeword, baby boy?”

“Gucci.”

“Good boy. I’m going to drip the candle wax on you okay? Remember to tell me if you can’t handle it.”

With the thought of the hot sensation that would touch his skin, he shivered with excitement and impatience before nodding eagerly. “Yes mommy.” You took that as a sign and slowly tipped the candle on its side, letting the wax slowly drip. The sudden contact on his abdomen elicited a hiss of pleasure from Taehyung, the wax hardening slightly and taking the appearance of cum. He hadn’t shown any sign of resistance so you continued to drip it as you moved closer to his chest, his breathing became heavier under you. The sounds of him moaning was like music to you, it got you all wet, your panties were starting to stick against your hot core, making it uncomfortable. You rubbed the areas where the wax had landed before you took a plastic card (read: sex store card) from the nightstand to scrape it off. Opening the drawer, you took out a small bottle of olive oil to rub off the remaining residue. Usually people would have that in the kitchen but yours was in your bedroom for this purpose only.

After clearing up the wax, you reached for the cold metal cock ring on the side. When you pulled the waistband of his boxers down, his aching red cock slapped against his stomach. The tip was leaking and swollen with extreme need of relief. You slipped the cold metal cock ring to the base of his aching erection, gaining a muffled hiss. How long was he like this to be in this state? The slight sensation of your hand over the tip already had him whimpering, begging for more. You knew he was trying his best to be patient for you, he wanted to be a good boy and make his mommy proud. Spreading his oozing precum around the tip and down the shaft of his cock to get him ready, he tried to thrust harder into your hold. A frown immediately replaced your pleased expression which had you withdrawing your touch. The sudden loss of your hand made him whine, tears swelling up at the corners of his eyes, threatening to fall on his rosy cheeks.

“No no, that’s a bad boy.” You shook your head, even though he wouldn’t be able to see it. “Mommy told you to wait patiently and look at what you’ve done.”

“P-please mommy! I’m sorry… I didn’t mean it, you just felt so good, I couldn’t help myself.”

“Bad boys don’t deserve to cum, you know that right?”

“Mommy please, I’m really sorry. I’ll be a good boy I promise.”

His submission brought a smirk on your face before you reached for the pink fleshlight on the side. Without warning, you slid it onto his standing cock before giving it a few pumps. “Bad boys also don’t deserve to feel my pussy around them.” He groaned at the sensation and his fists clenched tightly, making his knuckles white. “You don’t deserve to feel the real thing after what you’ve done.” Speeding up and pumping quicker than before, he started squirming under your ministrations. It was a sign that he was close as his breath was getting heavier and moans getting louder. You immediately took the fleshlight off his cock and put it to the side. The abrupt loss of tightness had him suck in a sharp breath.

“Please let me cum mommy, I’m so close.” His voice was unstable and he sounded like a wreck.

“Remember what mommy said, bad boys don’t deserve to cum.”

He was desperate and on edge right now. You reached over to get the lube and you warmed it up in your hands before you reached over to his tight little rim. Gliding your finger over it, you teased him slightly before slowly inserting one finger. It clenched around you tightly as you slowly moved. He moaned at the sensation. “Relax baby boy,” you cooed, inserting a second finger.

Pumping your fingers at a steady pace, you started scissoring him, prepping him ready. Adding more lube along with your third finger, you thrusted him harsher. The sight of him being such a hot mess under your hands had you grinding your legs together, hoping to get some relief from the friction. Wrapping your hands around his twitching cock, you started pumping him, giving him the attention that was needed. With your thumb, you slid it over the tip, smearing the precum down the shaft, using it as lubricant. You arched your skilled fingers at an angle, which reached his prostate, creating a loud groan from him as he clenched around you tightly.

“Since you were such a good boy, mommy will let you cum.”

You mercifully took the cock ring off his length before returning to stroke him quickly as you thrusted at his prostate. He suddenly tensed under your hands, clenching tightly before spurts of hot white cum shot, landing on his stomach and chest.

Scooping up some of his cum, you brought it to his lips and prodded it. “Here’s your reward for being a good boy.” His mouth opened widely to accept your fingers. He swirled his tongue around your digits, licking it all clean.

“T-thank you, mommy.”

You reached behind his sweat-matted hair to take off his blindfold, only to be greeted by his fucked out expression. Following the removal of his blindfolds, you released his arms from the confinement before you kissed his wrists, which were now slightly red from all the movement. Sliding to the end of the bed, you got up.

“Where are you going mommy?” He asked as he looked up to you with puppy eyes.

“The bathroom, I’ll be back in a second sweetheart.”

You came with a warm damp towel, wiping his chest and stomach before dropping it into the laundry basket.

“What about you, mommy? I still haven’t been able to comfort you.” The tone was slightly whiny.

Bringing back his Gucci pyjamas and a new pair of boxers, you placed it down next to him on the bed. “Mommy’s fine today, you can do that next time. I hope you enjoyed play time today.” You kissed him chastely on his cheek before smoothing out his sticky hair from his forehead.

Your neck craned around the corner, hands on the edge of the door. You looked at one last time before walking towards your office. Not bothering to switch the light on, you took a seat in your black leather chair and started up your computer. However, you were distracted and couldn’t get any work done. Who knew you would be a sugar mommy to someone? You certainly didn’t think this would happen when you first met Taehyung.

It was a year ago when you attended an impressionism art exhibition in Seoul. This was something that your mother had told to you attend. However you weren’t interested. You never understood the meaning of art because it was all the same to you. But you sure didn’t regret going when you saw this bright and perky boy who had stars in his eyes as he gazed at the paintings on display. He piqued your interest, which resulted you starting a conversation with a complete stranger.

“What’s so special about this painting that you’re so amazed by it?” You asked the boy, who turned towards you with a confused expression, which turned into a warm smile.

“Art is amazing you know? Every stroke of paint that has been put on this could be a mistake or a correction, since they couldn’t erase things like we can now. Paintings are so different compared to digital work that is so common nowadays. The modern world is such a perfectionist, we erase all mistakes unlike the olden days, where they worked with what they could.” His voice came out deeper than you expected but it was comforting.

This wasn’t something someone his age would say.

“You’re interesting. I like your opinion. Are you an art student?”

“Nope, but I love art. I study Fashion Design at Sungkyunkwan University so I guess it’s similar in a way?”

Your eyebrow arched at his response and you were intrigued by him. “Would you like to have a drink with me? I really like you and I’d like to get to know you better.”

He nodded and then followed you, when you lead him to the VIP bar, much to his surprise.

“So tell me, what are your dreams? To become a fashion designer?” You started the conversation as you sat down on a bar stool, waving the bartender over.

“I guess so. I just can’t stop sketching away when it comes to clothes. The clothes really do make the person.”

“Got any of your work you can show me?” You wanted to see what his beautiful mind would have created.

He pulled out his phone and loaded his digital portfolio before handing it over to you. You glanced through his work and designs. To say that he was an aspiring designer was an underestimation. He would’ve made it really big if he materialised it. The dresses, coats, suits and various accessories that were sketched showed so much potential. If you didn’t know this was a students portfolio, you would’ve mistaken it for a huge brand name out there.

“Why haven’t you started making these clothes yet? They’re amazing and I think you would be successful if you did.” You questioned him with genuine curiosity.

“My parents don’t support the idea of me becoming a fashion designer. They think it’s worthless and not a stable job that will bring in income.” His voice was dejected, like a puppy that wasn’t taken for a walk.

“Ah, so you’re from a conservative family?”

He only nodded back at you as he took his whiskey, neat.

“It seems like you have other troubles, too?”

He stared back at you and hesitated a bit before opening his mouth. “They’ve stopped supporting me financially a few months ago. Not to mention, I’m struggling to keep this whole thing going with my part time job at a studio. It doesn’t pay very much, you see. Well, not enough to pay for the stuff I do.” He stopped and took a sip. “I’m thinking of dropping out and stopping this altogether.”

You frowned at his response. “I think that would be a huge waste on your talent.”

He turned towards you and smiled bitterly. “I think so too, haha.”

“How about I make a proposition?”

He perked up at your question before looking confused.

“I will support you financially until you achieve your dream. How does that sound? Maybe something like an investor?”

He had shock written all over his face before he stuttered. “W-what do you mean support me financially? You’re probably around my age right? Are you joking?”

“Probably. But I’m more financially stable than you think I am.” You stood up from your seat before taking a minimalistic black business card out of your handbag.

“How about you think about this and consider it before you give me a call?” You handed over your card to him.

He looked at it and covered his mouth in shock.

Lee Y/N Lee Corporations CEO 0000 981981

He looked back up and you were already gone.

[librapinof]

You Earned It

Title: You Earned It

Warnings: ddlg ;; m/m ;; overstimulation

Rating: R, solid R

Author: me, for some dank oc

Yes this is adult content, you have been warned. *this also can be found in my oneshots collection on Wattpad*

https://my.w.tt/UiNb/eI0kLiBSkH

Summary/Quote: "You knew I made this promise, Princess. And you knew it was getting late in the week and I would want to film it soon. This isn't a game you want to be playing," Phil drawled, trailing his fingers up Dan's spine over the bedspread, watching the shiver that ran down his spine.

Word Count: 3358 (before edit)

A/N: this one is all over the place, but it makes sense mostly. They’re ddlb, but loosely. just enjoy, don’t think. 

~*~*~

"Come on Dan, we promised them a gaming video this week!" Phil drawled, his voice soft and begging, not wanting to play these kinds of games with his boyfriend.

Dan stayed in his bed, face first in the pillow as he refused to get up, being bratty. Dan didn't want to for no other reason than just he didn't want to, which to Phil  was a stupid reason. It was already Thursday and Phil didn't want to break his promise to the fans.

Phil decided it was time to change tactics, slipping into his dom headspace as he stepped all the way into Dan's room, sitting on the side of his bed.

"Come on, baby boy, help me out and I'll make sure you get rewarded well," Phil offered, his voice soft but with a hint of authority oozing into his words.

"Yeah?" Dan questioned into his pillow, his interest sparked but still not feeling like getting up, wanting to see how far he could push Phil.

"You're being awfully bratty, baby, I don't know why I even offer a reward for you," Phil prodded, the smirk on his face heard in his voice.

Dan peeked his head up from his pillow, his eyes wide and pupils already blown as he gazed up up at Phil.

"You knew I made this promise, Princess. And you knew it was getting late in the week and I would want to film it soon. This isn't a game you want to be playing," Phil drawled, trailing his fingers up Dan's spine over the bedspread, watching the shiver that ran down his spine.

Dan shivered hard, Phil's words melting him into pure putty  in his hands. He arched up ever so slightly against Phil's touch, craving more, but knowing better than to open his mouth.

"Now," Phil started cupping his palm under Dan's chin, gently pulling him up so they were facing each other fully, "you're going to be a big boy and film this video with me, and if you behave through it, I'll let you cum tonight, maybe even twice. Misbehave and you won't cum for two weeks. Got it?"

Dan nodded quickly, sitting up in the bed and nuzzling his face against Phil's hand, appreciating how generous this ultimatum was.

"Good boy," Phil cooed softly before getting up off the bed where he was sitting, starting out the door back to their office. "I expect you ready in 10 minutes, I'll have the game loaded and the camera ready. No longer."

"Yes, sir," Dan mumbled softly, already making his own way out of bed and to his attached bathroom, wanting to behave this time around.

Dan got ready quickly, his brain focused on the last time he was this bratty and disobeyed. Sometimes it was a fun game to play, but the last time Phil threatened to not let Dan cum for two weeks, it really happened, and it was the most miserable two weeks he'd experienced since he and Phil got together.

With thirty seconds to spare, Dan dashed into the office. He was tugging the sleeves of his oversized jumper down, not yet out of his little-space as he plopped down into his chair next to Phil.

"Ready, Daddy" Dan whispered shyly, batting his eyelashes as he gazed up at Phil.

"Good boy, you made it with time to spare," Phil praised with a smile, leaning down to place a soft, chaste kiss to Dan's lips, "I need you to take a moment with me and come back to being a big boy to film this video, though. As much as I love you all small like this, I need loud, aggressive Dan for this" he added with a proud, bright smile, coxing Dan gently.

Dan nodded, closing his eyes and taking deep breaths. This was something he was practiced at, and on good days he was not bad at separating from his subspace.

Phil also took a moment to reign himself back in, knowing he can't be Daddy for the video, as much as he would like to keep this dynamic.

Five minutes later, both boys were all set and ready to go, The Sims 4 loaded up on the PC and Phil leaning towards the camera to deliver his witty intro for that day.

~*~*~ (i'm shit at writing some things, so time skip to after the video is filmed, tenks) ~*~*~

"God, that was a rollercoaster!" Dan nearly shouted at Phil as they just finished their sim, Dil Howlter, giving birth to a blue alien baby.

"The way you hinted to me in the way we filmed part one where he got pregnant, you knew! You knew there wasn't just a chance, you knew it was really gonna happen!" Phil accused playfully, pushing him.

"Okay, maybe but I didn't want to believe it!" Dan admitted as he playfully pushed back, soft giggles escaping his lips.

"You rat!" Phil playfully claimed, getting up off his chair to move to the couch, giving Dan one final good push as he moved.

"Heyyy!" Dan called as he fell off his chair, it tipping over with him as he couldn't catch himself from Phil's push, "You twat, that was rude!" he called over to Phil as he laid out on the floor, accepting defeat.

"You love me," Phil sang out playfully, laying out across the couch, his long limbs taking up almost all of it.

"Damn, you're not wrong," Dan laughed as he detangled from the chair, sitting it back up and standing behind it, dramatically dusting himself off.

"Come 'ere" Phil cooed softly, patting his lap though he was laid out.

Dan stepped up to Phil, watching him sit up before he sat himself into Phil's lap, a soft smile wide across his face.

"You behaved this time," Phil started with a proud smile, "You were such a good boy while filming, babyboy."

"Thank you, Daddy" Dan replied softly, falling right back into his subspace as the soft praise Phil delivered.

Dan smiled softly, laying his arms over Phil's shoulders as he settled onto his lap.

Phil gazed deeply into Dan's eyes, taking a moment to appreciate the times like this he got with Dan; the two of them, alone together, getting each other in ways that no one else would ever get to experience the other.

He looked deep into those dark chocolate eyes, watching the younger's pupils blow as lust began to course through his veins, the prize that was hinted at earlier consuming his mind.

Phil mouthed a silent "I love you" before slipping into his dom-space and connecting his lips to Dan's with a gentle hunger, their lips molding together in a practiced rhythm.

Dan moaned into Phil's mouth ever so softly, tangling his fingers into Phil's hair, pulling him tighter as he tried to get as much of his lover as he could.

Phil pulled away ever so gently, gasping softly for air, "my bedroom, naked on the bed on your back, and no touching," Phil instructed in a gentle but firm tone.

"Yes, Daddy" Dan said with a soft smile, climbing up off of Phil's lap, scurrying to Phil's room as fast as he could, discarding his clothes everywhere knowing he'd be scolded for his mess later on.

Phil counted to thirty, walking slowly to his room, also dropping his own clothes off as he made it down the hall, chuckling softly to himself as he noted Dan's outfit splashed all across the hallway floor.

Phil stepped through the door of his bedroom, shutting the door behind him as his eyes gazed Dan up and down, his pupils blown with a hungry lust that coursed through is veins.

"What a pretty little boy," Phil drawled softly, his voice deep and husky as it dripped with lust.

Dan blushed softly, laid out on his back as he waited for Phil's touch, aching to jump up and pounce onto his lover.

Phil walked over to the bed, kneeling on the end of the bed gently tucking himself in between Dan's legs, running through his plan in his head.

"First, I'm gonna eat you out till you scream my name," Phil started, a sly smirk working across his face, "then, after a short rest, I'll coax you back to full hardness and fuck you through this mattress."

Dan shuddered hard, loving it when Phil talked to him in bed because it was always so much dirtier than anything he would hear outside of this room. He was pretty sure Phil could just talk him into a mind-shattering orgasm.

Dan knew he wasn't being asked, he was just being told what Phil's plans were, so he let himself stay quiet as his hips squirm against the bed, his cock hard, leaking, and aching to be touched.

Phil chuckled softly as he watched Dan squirm. He let him struggled for a moment before he wrapped a hand around either hip, pushing him down against the mattress.

"Flip over for me, babyboy," Phil commanded softly , letting go of Dan's hips so he could move.

Dan nodded quickly, flipping right over and getting up onto his knees and elbows, letting his face into his forearms already.

Phil smirked wide as he watched Dan get in prime position, so happy Dan already knew exactly how he wanted him.

He licked his lips hungrily as his eyes raked over Dan, his cock hard and leaking against his torso as he braced himself for what was about to happen; his tight hole just waiting for Phil.

Phil leaned down, his tongue sweeping down from Dan's hole, across his pernenium, and to his balls.

An already loud moan escaped Dan's lips at the first contact. He'd forgotten how magical Phil's tongue was against any part of his body.

Phil chuckled softly to himself before he did it again, flattening his tongue out against  Dan's body as he licked.

Dan bit into his arm, holding himself back from getting too worked up too quickly, he wanted to enjoy this more than anything.

Phil swirled his tongue around Dan's hole, the smirk still wide across his lips as he worked, using both of his hands to pull Dan's perfectly round cheeks apart, giving him better access to Dan.

Dan moaned loudly, unable to hold back as he pushed his hips back into Phil's face, wanting more already.

Phil pulled back, chuckling softly at the whine that slipped through Dan's lips as he leaned across the smaller boy to the bedside table for the half-full bottle of strawberry flavoured lube that was sitting there.

He poured a generous amount out onto his fingers, rubbing it between them to warm it up before he gently pushed one finger into Dan, knowing that Dan's best orgasms were from anal penetration more than anything else.

Dan whimpered softly into a loud moan, pushing back against Phil's finger before he felt Phil's wet, hot, tongue back against the rim, licking around his finger as his finger pushed in and out.

Phil pulled his finger back for a moment, seeing he was stretched enough to push in with his tongue, exploring against the younger's walls with his tongue, finding himself painfully hard from listening to the sounds Dan let out.

Phil worked hard to explore, taking more time than usual with his tongue to feel around at every inch of his lover.

Dan mumbled out strings of curses, moans, and chants of Phil's name, feeling all of his nerves ignite like his whole body had been set ablaze under Phil's delicious touch.

Dan whimpered a soft "I'm close, I'm close."

Phil nodded mostly to himself as he worked, pushing his finger back in along with this tongue, going right for Dan's prostate; after 8 years together he'd memorised where it was by this point, diving right for it to rub right against it.

Dan shook hard, letting out a scream of Phil's name as he came hard under the touch.

Phil didn't stop just yet, milking all of Dan's high out of him, a grin wide across his face as the younger screamed out his name.

When he was sure Dan was done, he pulled away from the smaller boy, letting him collapse down onto the bed as he gasped hard for breath.

Dan panted hard, stars still shooting across his vision as he buried his face into the pillow, holding tight to it to try and bring himself back down from the high.

Phil rubbed against Dan's back, currently soft and calm as this was an aftercare kind of moment. He knew he didn't push Dan to far, but Dan's skin was so hypersensitive to all kinds of touch, every orgasm was intense for him.

"God, you're so fucking amazing," Dan mumbled into the pillow, his whole body fully relaxed under Phil's gentle touch.

"And I'm not even done with you yet," Phil chucked softly, leaning down to kiss the top of Dan's head.

"Oh. yeah, I forgot," Dan replied, a blush rising through his cheeks.

"You were pretty gone, Princess" Phil joked with a smile, gently pushing at Dan to get him to roll up where he could see his face.

"I fucking love when you do that for me," Dan said, his breathing finally normal as he rolled over onto his back to gaze up at Phil.

"Oh yeah? And how about when I do this?" Phil asked as he climbed over Dan, straddling his hips down before attacking his neck with sloppy, wet, open mouth kisses.

Dan gasped loudly, his skin over sensitive and and still on fire from the orgasm he just came down from.

"Daddy," he moaned out ever so softly, already starting to grow hard for a second time thanks to Phil working against his neck.

Phil chuckled softly against Dan's neck before finding that perfect spot to latch his mouth to, sucking a dark mark into the soft, tanned skin.

Dan moaned louder, squirming under Phil as his need for more started growing exponentially.

"Daddy please," Dan whimpered out softly, tangling his fingers tight into Phil's hair.

"Please what, babyboy?" Phil asked softly, his mouth trailing down Dan's exposed torso.

"Please fuck me," he begged ever so softly, "please Daddy, please fuck me."

"I did say I would, didn't I?" Phil teased ever so softly, licking around Dan's navel.

Dan nodded quickly, bucking his hips up softly, aching for more friction, his body acting like he hadn't just came his brains out less than ten minutes ago.

"You have been such a good boy, too, Princess" Phil added, reaching back over to the table to the still open bottle of lube.

Dan gazed up at Phil with wide, lust blown eyes, wanting nothing more in that moment than Phil to act on his word.

Phil poured a generous amount of lube out onto his fingers, warming it up slightly before pushing two fingers deep into Dan.

Dan writhed slightly as he moaned out, even just Phil's fingers being too much yet not enough at the same time.

Phil stretched with those two for along moment before adding a third, scissoring gently and for a long while before he heard Dan start begging again.

"Good, Daddy, I'm ready, more please," Dan begged softly as Phil's long fingers became no longer enough for him.

"God I love when you beg for me," Phil drawled softly as he rubbed the remaining lube up and down his impressive length, flicking over the slit a few times, catching the dripping pre-cum to use as more lube.

Phil quickly lined himself with Dan's tight entrance, pushing in slow and steady, bottoming out quickly as Dan's body seemed to pull him in.

Dan cried out softly as Phil filled him up, it being way too much but almost not enough at the same time as he was flooded with overstimulation. Phil's cock was more than big enough that Phil didn't even have to try to hit Dan's prostate.

Dan writhed softly as he adjusted to Phil being in him.

"move, please" he whispered, his brain clouded with pleasure pulling him to incoherency.

"As you wish, Princess," Phil mumbled out before pulling nearly all the way back out to thrust himself back deep into Dan.

Dan whimpered into a loud moan, fireworks shooting across his eyes as Phil's cock slammed into his even more sensitive prostate.

Phil leaned down, one hand on each side of Dan's head to hold himself up as he found his rhythm, not so gently pounding into Dan.

Dan was a mess of whimpered moans, curses, and chants of Phil's name and Daddy. His body was on fire as everything was too much but yet felt so fucking good at the same time.

"What a good little boy you are, taking me so well after you already came once tonight," Phil cooed huskily into Dan's ear, his head hanging low.

Dan nodded quickly, tangling his fingers tight into Phil's hair and pulling him the rest of the way down to kiss him hungrily, not knowing how much longer he could last with Phil's cock deliciously pounding into him as it was.

Phil kissed Dan back messily, on the edge of his own mind-shattering orgasm but holding back for Dan to cum first, wanting the younger boy to get everything he could.

"close, daddy. so close, fuck" Dan mumbled against Phil's lips, his head pushing back into the pillow as he became lost in the pleasure.

"Cum for me babyboy, let go for a second time" Phil cooed as he gave everything he had to the boy under him, his thrusts erratic and messy as he lost his own control.

Dan's eyes flew open, his mouth hanging slack as his hips bucked up hard, his second orgasm of the night crashing through him like a tidal wave, every nerve ending igniting with pure pleasure as he came, a small patch of sticky white shooting out onto Phil's torso over him.

Phil let go right after, unable to hold back any longer after witnessing such erotic beauty take place right underneath him. He buried himself deep into Dan, a moan of curses and Dan's name escaping his lips as he came deep inside Dan, his vision going dark for a short moment as his orgasm coursed through is body.

Phil pulled out of Dan before collapsing on top of the smaller, panting boy. He gave himself thirty seconds to catch his breath before rolling off of Dan and climbing off of the bed completely.

He dashed as fast as his worn out legs would take him to the bathroom, wetting a washcloth under the warm tap to bring back to Dan, using it to wipe down Dan's sweaty, sticky body.

"You did so good for me, Dan" Phil cooed softly, knowing where Dan was right now.

Dan nodded slowly as he registered it was Phil cleaning him off and encouraging him. It had been so long since he was thrown so deeply into subspace.

"I'm so proud of you baby, cumming twice for me in one night. That was so good of you, Dan, you'd never done that for me before. It was beautiful," he cooed as he wiped up the last of the cum from his own torso after Dan was clean before he tossed the rag to the hamper.

Dan made gentle grabby hands at Phil, his eyes fighting to stay open as he wanted nothing more than to be held by Phil.

Phil laid out on his side on the bed, pulling the now fragile looking boy against his chest, holding him tight but with room to breathe.

"Thank you, Daddy" Dan mumbled ever so softly, barely audible to himself he was so exhausted.

"You're welcome, Princess, you earned it," Phil replied gently, kissing into Dan's sweaty curly mess of hair, "now get some sleep, you were such a good boy today."

"Love you" Dan mumbled before he fell asleep, pushing himself as tight to Phil as he could.

"I love you, too, Dan" Phil said back, knowing Dan was too asleep to fully have heard him.

Not long after Phil, too, fell asleep, holding on tight to his lover in his arms.