#love subby men

[kunigmis]

honestly, chigiri is such a pillow princess… with his reddish pink hair fanning to form a halo around his head as he lay down, skin so soft and fair, glistened with the sweat the two of you have worked up, lips pink and swollen from your haughty lip-locking. you’re so infatuated with him that you take the time to prepare him for sex.

“like that, baby?” you coo, hand slick with chigiri’s pre as you fist his cock. he lays on your bed, head cushioned by a fluffy pillow. he’s living it up with how you treat him; first, you took his cock into your mouth, pressing him down into the edge of your bed to get a better taste of him. he was delirious by the time you took him down your tight throat, having teased him through his pants the whole way to your apartment from your date, you didn’t give him a seconds rest. he was embarrassed and flushing red with the way he spills on your tongue within minutes. you only giggle and give his tip a kiss.

secondly, you press his back to your bed after removing the suddenly too hot, too many layers of clothing. want to give you a little something, is how you tease him into another building high. your hand is so soft against his dick, burning your palm with how eager he is for release—for you. chigiri whines when you palm his tip, pressing down to keep his pre from leaking too quick. take things slow, yeah? he’s so tired of slow, though; he just wants to get fucked already.

“yes, fuck,” chigiri’s words are breathless, airy and light and so empty because his mind is in another world. he’s seeing stars by the time you start really pumping his cock, twisting and curling your hand just how he likes it. his high coming so fast he’s keeling forward to latch on to your mouth. it’s all teeth and tongue and spit, messy and yet you swallow his breathy whines like they’re your favorite meal. “g-gon’ cum, please.”

you’re not sure whether he’s telling you or himself, but you egg him on, lick around his mouth and take hold of his pretty hair in your unoccupied hand. twirling a strand, you brush it from his eyes before batting your lashes like a minx, “i know, such a good boy…”

chigiri’s gasping into your mouth along with how much cum he spurts. so thick and hot, spilling atop his abs and your hand. you don’t let up, watching the way chigiri jumps at the overstimulation, only now stopping to raise your dirtied hand up to the pretty boy’s prettier lips, “open wide, pretty boy.”

longer than expected but i’m not complaining ૮꒰ྀི ⸝⸝ɞ̴̶̷ ·̫ ‹⸝⸝ ꒱ྀིა

[wonusite]

a scenario where your needy sub boyfriend!seokmin instantly cums the moment he was fully sheathed in your clenching tight pussy

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ok. i see all of u just want to end me rn. it’s fine :)

you don’t know why seokmin’s needy whimpers and grunts turn you on so much. maybe it’s because you can literally feel how badly he wants you. he’s panting and his cock is throbbing wildly as you glide your dripping cunt over it. trembling hands are gripping the ones planted on his chest, and his sweaty face is covered in a pretty blush. you almost want to take a picture because he looks absolutely breedable like this.

“baby, please.” he begs, moaning out loud when his dripping tip catches on your throbbing clit. “put it inside.”

he’s never seemed hotter or cuter than now when he’s begging you to fuck him, and of course you have to give into his needy pleas. you grip his thick cock, slowly pumping him a few times before you line him up against your weeping entrance.

“be good for me, okay, love? i promise that i’ll fuck you like you deserve if you are.”

seokmin nods desperately, bringing one of your hands up to his lips to place a gentle kiss on your palm. “i’ll be a good boy. i promise.”

you’re not sure if you can believe him, but a sick part of you wants him to disobey so you can tease him and punish like you want. slowly, you ease yourself on his big cock.

“w-wait—baby!”

his cries fall on deaf ears because you sit on his dick to the hilt. you both moan at the feeling, but your bf’s is more guttural and louder. your mouth drops open when you feel his hot cum shoot inside you, painting your walls until you can feel it leaking out of your cunt and down to his balls.

the way seokmin is whimpering and panting, hard cock still twitching inside you makes something in you snap. you start bouncing on his cock, eager to get yourself off while overstimulating your adorable boyfriend. his cries pleasure of pleasure spur you on, a devious smirk taking over your face.

“since you want to come without permission, you’re gonna stuff me full of cum until i tell you to stop.”

[luvsubbymen]

If your boy is insecure, just make him sit in front of a mirror and say nice things about himself while you jerk him off from behind

[transbunnyboi]

I’m actually never going to recover from my boyfriend getting on his knees and eating my cunt out like it was a last fucking meal. I remember tugging on his hair and him moaning and whining because he likes getting his hair pulled.

Him sucking on my twitching cock and looking up at me and goddd he looked so fucking pussy and cockdrunk. His cheeks all flushed and his eyes glazed over as he lapped up the wetness from my drippy hole.

Me attempting to pull him away so I could say something to him and he looked up at me all annoyed because he didn’t want to stop and 😵‍💫💫😵‍💫💫

Him pulling my thigh over his shoulder and his moan when my cunt was more stretched and easier to eat out and kahskshdjsbdh

[poetsoflove]

Remembering the time when I had a baby boy who would send me audios of himself whimpering and moaning every night because he knew how sensitive my ears are and that I couldn't sleep without listening to ASMR or other sounds I liked.

[vanillabeams]

nerdy armin prt2!!

christmas special!!!

warning: smut, pet names, sub men, mention of cum, cursing, teasing

surprise at the end!!

prt1

poor armin..buddy was skipping classes just to avoiding you and we all know how important his classes were to him. he was so embarrassed because he knew for fact that you knew he was getting off to your voice.

it’s been 2 days and you haven’t seen armin at all, he hasn’t answered any of your texts and your seriously getting worried because this isn’t like him at all,

it’s been 4 days now and you can’t lie you miss him a lot the way he can’t look you in the eyes properly..or the way he stares at you in class. you squeeze your thighs together releasing the energy that is slowly creeping up on you which made you realize you arrived at the mall to bring him a christmas gift as an excuse to come over to his house. you shop around the mall finding different things you think he would like making him a little basket.

you knock on his front door rethinking this whole plan but your worries gotten the best of you and now your here there’s no going back, armin opens the door shocked that your here “y-y/n??..what are you doing here?” his tall frame clouding over you and it doesn’t help with what he is wearing. he was wearing a black tank top with shorts that hang just above his knees with his black Yeezy slides and a Santa hat on the side of his head to top it off . he stretches his arm resting it on on the very top of the door

omg he is so fineee you can’t even squeeze your legs together right now cause your standing. “y/n?” you look back up at his face seeing him turn red because you were staring too hard and it was noticeable. “christmas gift duhh” you smile wide at him and he looks down at your glossed lips but quickly looks away embarrassed. “you should come in, i know it’s cold” he stretches the door wider for you.

“ im glad you finally let me inside im freezing!” you walked over to his island and place his gift down “ is this a fine place for me to put your gift here?” he turns around from the door to look over where u placed it “ yeah that’s fine, u can come sit on the couch i’ll get u a blanket i know u said u was cold” before u could tell him you weren’t gonna be here long he is already going upstairs to his room to grab one.

once he sees you sitting on his couch he takes in your outfit and it’s so cute to him. he hands you the blanket and sits next to you. but there is an awfully huge space between you guys because he is so nervous around you. you wrap the blanket around you and it smell just like him. “ armin why haven’t you been to school?” he face turns red reminding him of why he actually skipped school “ i-..i just needed a break. i guess” you could tell he was lying “ armin please don’t lie to me.”

u look at him waiting for a response and you don’t even get a answer, he only does this when he isn’t ready to talk about something so you change the subject and get up seeing his red face as u do so, walking over to his gift. once u grab his gift you sit directly next to him legs touching and everything “ look at what i got you” he grabs the gift out of what seem like the smallest hands ever.

“thank you, you didn’t have to do this” he looks at the basket and then looks at you for 1.2 seconds and looks somewhere else “armin!” his head snaps back at you startled by the way you voice rose up at him “ y-yes..? what’s wrong?” you cross your arms over your chest “ i deserve a response on why you left me on ghost” you watch as he bite his bottom lip “c’mon..you know why”

you start to grow an irritated with him “ armin if i knew why you went ghost on me i wouldn’t be here” you’ve never yelled at him before but he went ghost on you and tried to wipe it off “ last phone call we had..” he doesn’t finish his sentence and you instantly remember what happened “ so you were actually getting off to my voice..??” you can’t help but smirk at his reaction. he holds his face in his palms shaking his head yes you then start to graze the nape of his neck with your acrylics “ aw my voice turns you on min?”

“ i don’t wanna talk about it..” he mumbles in his hands embarrassed. you take a good look at his frame again and you realize that he is hard. you can see his bulge slowly rising so you take it upon yourself to get off the couch and squat right between his legs. he doesn’t realize your between his legs intill you place your hands on his thighs. he removes his hands off his face and looks down at you “y/n?” he then realizes his hard wood is literally poking up right in front of your face. “ i’m s-sorry..” is all the words that he manage to say.

you press your hand on to his bulge and he leans back into the couch biting down on his lower lip to hide back the whine that almost slipped from his lips. you start gently rubbing him thru his pants “ if you can’t hold eye contact i’ll stop.” he looks down at you “ please y/n..you know how hard it is for me to-..” a whine slips from his lips once you take his cock out his boxers and it nearly slaps your face. you use both hands to grip onto his girth just to get the feel of it “ does that feel good min?” he nods his head “ imma need words armin.” you start to kiss on his thighs teasing him “y-yes ma’am” his words makes your cunt flutter

you start kissing his tip as u look up at him seeing the teasing is making him go insane, he is squirming so much “ please..! y/n..” you watch him melt into his own couch “ please what love?” you could tell the names that you are calling him are really getting to him “p-please touch me..” he whines underneath his breath. you press your lips onto his cock swirling your tongue around his tip and slowly start sucking not even half his base before gagging. you use your hands to jerk off the rest you can’t fit into your mouth looking up at him to only see him covering his eyes with his forearm and biting his lip so hard to control his moans and whines.

you remove your lips off him pouting. he realizes you stopped and looked down “look at me and stop hiding your moans from me” his breaths are shaky and he swallow his saliva before speaking “ yes ma’am..” you smile up at him “ good boy” his dick twitches and you soon come to the realization that he likes being praised.

you slide your mouth back onto him now forcing half of him into your mouth going up and down on him faster and faster “f-fuck..! y-y/n” he continues to squirm but his squirming is worse now. his voice is so whiny and high pitch and when you look up making eye contact with him, he completely loses it because he knows he has to make eye contact with you because he is so close to coming. he loses it so bad the poor guys starts sobbing “ y/nnn..fuck! i’m cu-“ dude couldn’t even finish his sentence everything went white around him and next thing you know there’s cum all over your pretty face.

“merry Christmas!” was the last thing u said before he fell asleep

(here’s a visual on what he sounded like)

[luvv4j4ybe11]

Girlie please I need whiny and moany and subby neteyam so much,you write him so good🙏😭😭

OO YES😩 the way I ran to fucking write this!, and tysm, baby love<3

Not proof read!! Sorry if there’s errors honeys

Warnings: p n v, riding, overstimulation, teyam starts to cry a lil bit bc he’s so overwhelmed, reader is mean, dom!reader, sub!teyam, and i think that’s it. Lmk if I missed anything, enjoy<3

Dividers by ~ @cafekitsune

It was hard at first for Neteyam to feel comfortable enough around you to be submissive, but once you got the “go-ahead” he turns into complete putty in your hands once you take control.

You’ve been riding him for what seems like hours, your soft, velvety walls milking him of all he’s worth as he cums inside of you paethicaly because it’s just too good:(.

His big hands travel all over your plush curves, his way of desperately trying to tell you to slow down. And even when he does speak up all that comes out is a choked out whimper or broken moan.

“Awh..but tey I thought you wanted this?, poor boy can’t handle when mommy uses you? How pathetic.” He’d be so embarrassed after hearing the low whine that comes from his mouth after you say that, cock twitching and drooling inside of you just because of your voice.

The more the cruel, soft coos leave your mouth plump lips the more his eyes would start to burn with tears, biting down on his bottom lip so hard blood starts pouring from it;which you lick up eagerly.

He’d ask you so nicely for permission to cum whenever he’s close too, babyboy would be babbling complete nonsense but he’s really trying so hard to be a good boy for you:(, and the little huff that’d come from him when you deny him too, ugh. He would just squeeze your hips/ass/ or tits in frustration, and get even more frustrated when that gets him even closer.

“Yawne, p-please..please I-..wanna..cum, please~” he’d plead with you shakily, using all of his power to form a single sentence so he can fill your tight cunt with his hot, sticky cum. All you do is laugh though, leaning in to wrap you arms around his neck, pressing your soft tits against his toned chest. A sensation that makes him groan deeply. “Mhm..not yet. I’m so so close so just hold on a little longer, ‘Kay?….good.” You’d coo before placing a loving kiss on his nose.

A small frown adorns his lips when you deny him, looking up at you with the most pathetic tear filled doe eyes you’ve ever seen. Ewya, he’s the cutest.

The way his strong arms wrapped around your middle was almost like a silent plea for you to keep going. No matter how much he came he couldn’t get enough of your slick cunt, as if it was made for him.

You swear his noises get louder and needier with the way he was buried into your chest, rambling about whoever knows the closer he feels you get.

Your hips stutter once you’re on the brink of your orgasm, a sign Neteyam knew all too well from how many times he’s made you do the same.

“Teyam.. m’close..need you to cum with me, ok?” You feel his arms and tail squeeze you like a vice, and his hips buck up into you sloppily to match your own sloppy thrust. A whispered “mhm~” leaves his lips before you clamp down onto him, the intensity of your orgasm making you whimper in his ear shamelessly.

Between your noises, your soft body pressed against him, the tightness of your cunt, and your addictingly strong scent, he was cumming instantly. Shooting thick ropes of his warm load into your greedy hole.

It wasn’t until you pulled away from him that his he realized his face was covered in tears, something that breifly made him embarrassed before he felt you hold his face reassuringly.

“Such a pretty boy f’me, you know that?” You l encourage subtly, causing his tail to sway like a little happy puppy. “Could say the same about you, babygirl,” he replied through labored breathes, leaning in to place a chaste kiss on your lips. The sensation of his lips instantly making you clench around him, erupting an another low groan from him.

You lift up your hips slowly as you lean into him, cupping his face in your soft hands as you gently bounce on his overstimulated cock that was still achingly hard for you. “Think you can give me one more, my sweet boy?”

A/N~ I need..I need a minute after this one. I’ve never been so soaked in my life istg😭 but btw if any one of my nonnies wants an emoji just put it after you send in an ask/request and that’ll be your emoji 4L😛. Besides all that tho, ima take my ass to bed, love you guys, stay safe, and mwah stay hydrated💕

Duces🫶🏽,

luvv4j4ybe11

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[webshooterrr9]

based on @nymphomatique's nerd!miguel au

CW: afab!reader, nerd!miguel, slapping, oral sex (f receiving), degrading, praise, got carried away, body worship, college students, smut under the cut!!!

"It's good enough, I guess."

Miguel just finished typing up a biology essay for you, his eyes slightly hazy from staring at a laptop for the past 2 hours. You were standing in front of your floor-length mirror, getting ready for the frat party you were planning on attending.

It took everything in his power not to stare at your body. The way the skimpy, black dress hugged your curves was a mouthwatering sight. Your freshly curled hair fell neatly over your shoulders, allowing Miguel perfect vision of your skin under your backless outfit.

His heart is racing faster than ever before as he watches you from the corner of his eyes. He places his laptop back in his backpack, before deciding that he has to say something.

He has to.

"You look... good" he manages to whisper out, half-hoping that you didn't hear it.

"Thanks." it was almost a mindless reply, like you weren't paying much attention to him. "Now get the fuck out."

"W-wait a second," Miguel suddenly gathers some courage as you brush aside his compliment. He knew you were somewhat of a mean girl, but he wanted to see this transaction through. "I... I deserve something - payment for finishing your homework for you."

You turn your head around to look at him, lifting an eyebrow.

"Yeah?" There's a bit of intrigue in your voice, but you're still harsh. He watches as you cross your arms and look at him in a demeaning fashion. It wasn't often that this nerd got the confidence to ask for any sort of reward. "And what exactly do you want? I'm not giving you money."

Miguel is a little shocked that you were willing to hear him out. "I-I'm sorry... I'm just..." He sighs cautiously.

You stare impatiently. He hesitates before forcing out his next words. "I just... I really like the way you look and-" his voice shakes when he notices the rude stare you're giving him. But he won't give up.

"Can I kiss you?"

"Just- you know, for doing your essay for you?" just as quickly as the words leave his mouth, he covers his face in shame. You laugh a bit at how dumb his request is.

"That's it?"

Miguel lowers his hands to look up at you. You can see the embarrassment painted all over his face. "You got all shy just to ask for a kiss?"

Your expression calmed and you relaxed your body language. He looked humiliated, feeling stupid for even asking that from someone as stunning and popular as you.

"Fine. C'mere." you wave him over dismissively.

He's taken by surprise, but doesn't hesitate to cross the room and approach you. His heartbeat is racing faster than ever before. Despite how he towers over you by almost a foot, he's staring down at you with doe eyes, like a lost puppy.

I can't believe I'm doing this.

You raise your hands to gently cup his cheeks, then bring his face in for a small kiss. Miguel's heart leaps into his throat when your lips make contact. It's so casual for you, but it's everything for him. A wave of euphoria washes over him, it's almost too overstimulating - to know he's finally able to kiss you.

He moans quietly and leans forward, trying to deepen the kiss. His mind races, his head spins. He's so giddy that he feels like he's going to die. All he wants now is more... so much more.

Your hands find his chest, pushing him back. His eyes shoot wide as you break the kiss.

"There. You got your reward. Happy?" Your hands rest on your hips while you speak nonchalantly.

"Y-yeah... super happy..." he chuckles nervously and runs his hands through his messy hair. It was kinda hot.

"Can I... can you do that again?"

"No, you've had enough." You return to your mirror, adjusting the little details of your outfit. "You got what you wanted. Now get the fuck out of my room."

"What?" despite how you were typically mean to him, he seemed to be surprised by that. "You can't... just be heartless like that."

That struck a nerve with you. "Heartless? You're calling me heartless?" There's a desperate look in his eyes, but you can tell that he doesn't have much courage to push the issue further. After all, he's just a nerd. But he can't shake the feeling your kiss gave his mind, his heart, his stomach, his cock...

"I did everything you wanted - I did your homework. I want something more... please." His body language shows that he's almost afraid of you and your dominatrix attitude. "Please, just one more."

"God, you're so pathetic..." you sigh, shaking your head. You can't help but laugh at his desperation - he clearly has never touched a woman in his life.

"Please..." he begs once more. "I want it more than anything..."

Something in his voice sends electricity up your spine. This is much more entertaining than that dumb party. "Mm, yeah? More than anything?"

You shove him back, causing him to stumble and fall onto your bed, his back making a thud on your mattress. "I don't think you deserve it, Miguelito... you haven't done anything for it."

His heart leaps into his throat. "I... I'll do anything. Please..."

"I want you to do something for me..." you grin with lowered eyes. "Can you guess what it is?"

"I don't know... I'm nervous." he didn't know what you meant. It made you roll your eyes. I mean come on, he was laying on your bed, with you practically on top of him - how could this dweeb not get the message?

You slap him across the cheek, hard. His cock twitches when he feels the sting, causing his cheeks to burn up in embarrassment. "You want another kiss? You have to earn it."

"Make me feel good."

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He lets out a pathetic whimper when you sit on his dick, still clothed by his boxers. You haven't even started moving yet and he's already turning to mush. Virgin loser.

He watches anxiously as you reach for the elastic waistband of his underwear, sexily pulling them off. Fuck. What a sight. Proportionally, his dick is a pretty average size. But there was no way that it would fit all the way in.

A mean smirk forms on your lips as you stare at his boner, palming him gently and eliciting a frustrated whine from Miguel. "Your dick is so fucking pretty..." you mumble. "I don't know why you're so shy about it."

"Wait, re-really? You think so?" no one had ever seen his dick before, let alone call it pretty. His breathing shallowed.

"Mhm." Miguel whimpers again when you begin to stroke him, coating his entire shaft with all the precum he's releasing. "Aww, you poor thing..."

"You're already so whiny and I'm barely even touching you. You're such a baby."

"Please..." he breathes out.

"Please what? Use your words, baby." you don't call him "baby" as a pet name, you're mocking him. He tries to hide his face from you, but you grab his chin and pull it towards you so that you two make direct eye contact.

"Tell me what you want."

"You want me to use you, hm? You wanna be my little sex toy?"

Yes. Yes. Yes. He'd love that.

"Yes... please..." he whispers. He desperately needs your attention, so he'll take anything he can get. He'll be your toy, your lap dog, anything you want him to be. All those nights where he laid in bed alone, jerking off to the thought of someone wanting him, was finally becoming a reality.

Miguel's eyes shoot wide when he sees you lift up your dress, letting your panties drop to the floor. The frat party was long forgotten by you, since this was so much more fun.

"You wanna kiss me, yeah?" You smirk, crawling further onto him. His hardened cock leaks with pre, making you giggle a bit.

You hover over his face. "Then kiss me here."

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He eats you like a man starved, needy for attention. Your hips roll firmly against his face, his mouth closing around your clit and suckling on it.

"Fuck- Miguel... so good." the nerd groans when your nails scrape at his scalp, gripping his dark hair tightly. His tongue explores every inch of your cunt, leaving behind traces of saliva as he licks and kisses the sensitive flesh.

Miguel feels his entire body tingle with joy. He's so excited to be pleasing you, to prove how good he is for you, that he's completely ignored his own needs. Lucky for him, the sound of your sweet moans are enough to get him off.

His hands grip your hips hard, pulling your wet cunt closer to his face as he feasts. His hands were sure to leave bruises later.

"Mm, god... yes..." he mumbles, the vibrations of his voice making your pussy throb even more. You grind against his face even more feverishly.

"Mig, I'm-" you sigh, trying to contain your moans as he gets more excited with his ministrations. "... 'm so fucking close, baby."

His hands run all over your hips and thighs, worshipping you like the goddess he thinks you are. His dick twitches some more, and his tongue becomes more furious around your hole.

"Mm- fuck!" you let out an unexpected wail as you feel your orgasm wash over you, your mind clouded with white. He eagerly laps up all of your juices, drinking in all of your release.

When you pull away from his face, you notice that he came too.

Miguel snaps back to reality after a moment, his cheeks flushing in a sort of embarrassment. He looks so fuckin' pretty. His hair is all messy, glasses discarded to the side, and of course, your sweet cum coating his puffy lips.

After you've caught your breath, you flash him a wicked smirk. He looks at you in panic. "Wh-What? Why are you looking at me like that?"

You sink down on the bed, lowering your face towards his cock - which was dripping with his release. His face looks worried, he knows what you're doing.

"Since you've been so good for me," you start, letting your lips hover just above his aching cock. "I figured I'd help you out too. It's only fair..."

He was gonna be in for a long night.

Poor little thing. Such a sweet boy.

CREDIT TO @nymphomatique FOR THE NERD!MIGUEL

[cocoathekoala]

Based on how yummy and delicious the Gavin audio was IMAGINE WHAT THE DAVID AUDIO IS GONNA BE LIKE 😫💦

[theghostinyourwalls]

Womp womp there’s something wrong with me

[hungharrington]

this might sound a bit weird, but personally i find comforting someone and like. boosting their confidence really fucking hot. like i get off to fixing someone’s insecurities

like maybe an insecure steve about how he’s not the same person he was in high school, thinks he’s lost his charm and attractive looks or whatever due to his scars as well as change in body (he’s not 16 anymore, he’s gonna have a bit of pudge)

just like body worship and, in the best way i can describe it, fucking the belief into him that he’s still gorgeous. like lots of praise

hot or not?

HOT !! HOT HOT HOT HOT HOT!! i'm not sure if 'fix' is the right word for it but i am GOBBLING up what you are putting down my god <3 lots of praise is my fuckin JAM MDNI this entire blog is 18+

i actually don't think that steve is overly that insecure, especially to do with his appearance-- most of the insecurities that pop up with him are to do with his abandonment issues :( but that does not mean there aren’t little moments, yknow?

sometimes it’s a comment, sometimes it only takes an old photograph, especially something something from his earlier years when it was just sport after sport after sport— and look, he likes that he's not as lean as he used to be but then, well sometimes old jeans just don’t fit right and his tummy pushes over the waistband and steve doesn’t hate it, he swears he doesn’t, he just spends a couple extra minutes in the mirror.

he thinks you won’t notice— thinks there wouldn’t be any way you would be able to tell and honestly, he thinks he gets away with it- his usual charm gets all the laughs and you seem to be more giving with your kisses tonight, on his neck and cheeks whenever you can, but he doesn’t make the connection at all. but then back at his, when the kisses get more heated and you’re sprawled in his lap, both of you half undressed, steve starts to notice the extra attention. the lingering lovebites on the inner of his thighs, the nuzzling along his happy trail and tummy — these these motions that draw attention to these parts, these fickle little moments of insecurity, all while you douse him in pleasure.

steve doesn’t mean to let you lead, to let himself squirm on the sheets while your hot tongue licks up his cock but you have a determination in you tonight that he’s far too willing to submit to. every moment your lips aren’t stretched around him, not making him cry out and tremble with how good it feels, you’re whispering into his skin— ���feeling good, baby?” you murmur sweetly, pulling your mouth off and pumping the length of him in your hand, teasing at the top. steve nods quickly, arching his back as you speed up your hand. you kiss the skin where his thigh meets his pelvis, your free hand soothing up to his tummy.

“mm, good,” you hum, lightly tonguing his vein, as your hand slides back down from his tummy, gripping into the flesh of his thigh. “s’want you to feel good, stevie— want you to feel good always, cos you are. so fucking good and so fucking beautiful, hmm? my beautiful boy.” and god, steve knows what you’re doing now, a loud whimper slipping out his throat at the realisation - that you’d somehow picked up on his own disappointed looks at his appearances and taken them in stride, showing him in a way he’d understand just how easy it was to love all of him.

steve moans loudly, the noise all high pitched and pitiful, his hands pawing at the sheets for one of your hands to hold, that familiar hunger in his gut boiling hotter and hotter— you release your hold on his thigh in an instant to reach out and lace your fingers together, squeezing tight, and when you take him back in your mouth, steve whines again loudly— feeling hot, feeling loved, and the sour thoughts about the extra pudge on his tummy far far from him now <3

[97buckley]

i want an emo boyfriend so he can cry his black eyeliner off while i fuck him

[tommytomatoe]

i want to apologize for the person i will become when omega!david is released

[sweetlittlefoxhere]

the rules are clear: if you be a good boy, I'll make you cum with my tits.

sounds good for you? 😊

[meikomeow]

pairing || sub!sunghoon x femdom!reader || nsfw || minors dni !!

contains: sub!sunghoon, mastrubation, panty sniffing, unprotected sex, riding, praising, degrading, hair pulling, nipple play, crying, pet names, mommy kink, spit kink, breeding kink

word count: 800+

sorry this is lowkey rushed :((

poor sunghoon, he just couldn’t wait for his mommy to help him with his boner… he was too needy.

from the moment he woke up and opened up his phone to a screensaver of you, he was done for. your pretty face, beautiful body, god, you drove him crazy. waiting for you to get home was torture. he knew that if he touched himself it wouldn’t feel nearly as good as your wet pussy, and he knew you’d be mad at him for being impatient.

but he’s only a baby, and he can’t help himself. sitting on the bed, he unbuckled his belt and unzipped his jeans, revealing a huge boner. his cock was leaking through his underwear, leaving a big wet spot.

he removed his underwear and immediately starting stroking himself. his fist tight around his thick cock, he whimpered your name uncontrollably. it felt good, yes, but it wasn’t you. he needed something more.

so he went into your dirty laundry and found your pretty purple panties. they were used and smelled like you. perfect.

he put your panties on his face as he played with his balls. his cock was getting harder by the moment. “y/n…” he moaned.

he was getting closer. he started to lick your panties so he could get just a bit of your taste. when your flavor was gone, he wrapped your panties around his dick.

“fu-fuck, ohmygod, fuck…” he moaned. sunghoon was so loud and horny that he didn’t hear you open the door to your guys’ house.

you heard him and went straight to your room. you opened the door just slightly so that you could see him and not disturb his activities.

sunghoon had his hand and your panties wrapped around his cock, he was beating himself so hard and fast, chasing his high. his eyes were rolling to the back of his head and his tongue was sticking out just slightly. his chin was covered in drool.

and then he saw you. he saw you leaking through the crack of the door. “fuck, mommy, mommy i-i need you now. *hic* please… i’m so close!” he whined.

“oh, baby, mommy would help you but…” you walked closer to him, his eyes were teary and his hair was sticking to his sweaty forehead. “you were so impatient. you couldn’t wait for me to get home? you’re a whore.”

he started to cry. your words stung, but you were right. every day, every night, he was thinking about you and your pussy. he was a whore.

“please! please, i need you. i need your pussy, you feel so much better than my hand. please, mommy,” he sobbed. his hand grabbed onto your wrist. “you’re the best, i love you so much, please forgive me this one time. i won’t touch myself ever again.”

“okay, baby.” you gave in.

you were riding sunghoon so hard his vision went blurry. your pussy tightened around him, clenching onto his dick while he sucked on your nipples. “sunghoon, fuck! that feels so good. you’re such a good boy, y’know that?” you moaned.

he sucked harder and jerked his hips up into your pussy. his eyes rolling to the back of his head again as he got closer to his orgasm. he could feel it in his stomach — he was going to cum.

you grabbed his hair, pulling his head back. “open your mouth, baby,” you asked him.

he obliged, opening his mouth wide. you spat on his tongue and watched him swallow it. “good boy, so g-good. fuck, i’m gonna cum!” you were practically screaming.

“ohmygod, ohmygod you’re so hot. can i cum inside?” he started bucking his hips faster, his hands gripping your waist so tight.

“yes, yes sunghoon, make me a mommy!” you couldn’t say no, not in this moment.

“oh f-fuck, i’m cumming! i’m going to fill you with my cum!”

he grabbed your waist and slammed your pussy down on his dick. strings of cum spurt out of him, he’s never cummed so hard.

as his came, tears fell down his red cheeks, his legs were shaking and he was whimpering a string of swears.

“fuck!” you moaned while your orgasm hit you as well.

he was still bucking his hips into you, he just loved your pussy so bad. he couldn’t imagine a world without it.

“i love you,” sunghoon was out of breath. “thank you for forgiving me and treating me so good. now your pussy is filled with my cum. i’ll be such a good daddy, promise,” he smiled.

you couldn’t believe how lucky you were to have such a pretty boyfriend, with a big heart and a big cock.