#mmfhh

[drakudoll]

OOO OOO OOO HOW ABOUT A UHHH

nsfw work about dom!ted who makes reader keep going and going after she’s pissed him off all day LMAO🫡

Ahem. i present this p-link i found that is so.. soooo ted coded. Youre so welcome

onto the main stuff. also.. this ended up like.. an entire fic holy shit whoops ENJOY MAN!!

Warnings: afab reader/petnames (Sweetness, Baby, Honey)/color system/ dom/sub dynamic/edging

You have found every single way to annoy this big gentle giant of a man. in hours. and you are absolutely getting your punishment.

"O-oh fuck! too much! too much!" your back arches into a wicked bend as Ted grinds the toy at the perfect angle to have you nearly sobbing out. "Awh.. too much, huh? should've thought 'bout that before you started being such a pain in my ass today." his eyes glaring down at you from above your quivering shape, though his shallow breathes and slight grind of his clothed cock into your soaked thigh shows his resolve thinning quickly.

"M'sorry Teds! Please! Sl-slow down!" you're pained little whines wrench his big heart as he almost debates just letting you cum to see you happy. "No, sweetness... you did this to yourself." He says with a shakey unsure tone- growing painfully hard and wanting for you the more you whimper and gasp for him

He continues to bully your cunt with a little vibrator and replica of his dick (eheh) while your hands are shackled above you to the frame and a spread bar is propped between your ankles as they rest behind Ted's large frame.

"Color?" Ted's movements slow just a little to give you breaths to speak. "M-mm! green!" your voice squeaky and determined to continue this so called 'punishment'

"Ohhoh see. That's my pretty thing. Quit complaining unless it's a color, Brat." his voice soft and sweet as the dildo inside you slows down but is tilted upward into your g spot as he softly assults it and clicks the vibrator up a knotch- forcing your body to aggressively jolt in a lleasure struck response. "Yessir..yes i'm-i'm so sorry..." your words are slurred as your eyes grow heavy with a slight roll back and your legs twitch from being edged for so long.

"Mmhm theeeere you go.. let me coaxe some pretty apologies out of that throat of yours.." Ted's voice shallow and soft as he tries so hard to keep himself composed and not just fuck you. You needed to learn a lesson- not be rewarded for your snotty behavior.

You're legs shake and your moans turn into sharp gasps as you get close to cumming for the 3rd time in an hour as your eyes grow teary. Throwing Ted your most pleading little expression, pouty, shakey lip and your eyebrows furrowed unbelievably tight as your teeth slightly chatter from the persistent stimulation.

And that makes Ted fold. He moans at the sight and rolls his eyes in defeat as he takes the toy out of you- keeping the vibrator pressed on your swollen raw clit. You sigh in a pained desperated manner before choking on the sound as you feel his thick cock prodding at your soaked soft core. He slides in with a dramatic and loud, shakey groan of relief to finally be able to fuck his pretty baby.

"Oooh.. o-oh.. Baby.. baby you did so good f'me.. uh-huh.. gonna fuck you good now.." his voice sluggish and thick as he slowly fucks into you- his cock dense in girth and decent in length- feels so much better than the silicone. Feeling the veins and the throb of his painfully hard dick makes you see stars as he gets rougher and stronger with his hips. Your moans are just shallow little shells of noise as his cock nearly shoves all the air out of your chest, he leans forward to kiss you- it's wet and messy and he can't stop moaning into your mouth about just how good you are for him.

"Good.. you're so good for me.. just d-mmh!-don't be a fuck-..ing brat like that.. ah.. ohh-again- yeah?" he breathes against your mouth as you nod stupidly and whimper that you're cumming- fully blabbing along from being cock drunk. "'Mmhm! promise! i-i'm cumming! Teds m'gonna cum!" he uses a free hand to grab your chin and force you to make eye contact with him as he draws you both unbelievably close to the edge.

"Look at me baby. Yes like th-that.. yes fuck i'm gonna cum too!- Honey- ... oh-fuck." The second you arch up and cum around his sore cock and he feels the way you pulse and dretch the fuck out of his stomach he's shooting himself roughly into you, holding your face close so he can admire your fucked face while he finishes.

;sfw!;

Now he's rubbing lotion into your cuff marks and skin after a looong hot bath- smoothing in any hair product you may use.. washing your face.. setting you up in some confy sleep clothes as he kisses your red teary stained face from earlier "So good Honey.. you're always so good for me aren't you?"

[rensukepie]

‘less he going through my pictures! ┈─ ཻུ۪۪♡ ͎. k. a

contains + warnings : sending him nudes, reader is very very needy :(, pet names (sweet girl, baby, etc.), he drives home just to fuck you :3, praise ^_^, fingering

maybe sending akaashi nudes of you while he’s out with his friends wasn’t such a good idea…

a/n : im back! i went into writers block… but anyways! its my first time writing an actual hq character (100 follower special doesn’t count in this case)

MDNI!!

—2 new messages from “sweet girl ♡”

—2 attachments from “sweet girl ♡”

i miss you so much baby :((

do you like it keiji? picked it out just for you :3

as your notification buzzes in his pocket, he immediately grabs his phone, opening your attachment and message.

“oh my fucking god.” are the first four words he thinks to himself, his cock getting rock hard immediately.

you’re in a pretty lingerie set in his favorite color, a bow on the middle of the bra along with another bow on the top of the matching underwear.

he excuses himself to go to the nearest bathroom, his face red from thinking about the picture you sent him.

and if that didn’t add the cherry on top of your picture and message you sent him..

—1 audio message from “sweet girl ♡”

▶︎ •၊၊||၊|။||||။၊|• 0:30▶︎

“k—keiji! mmf— ahh-! m’so wet for you… can you hear it..? o—ohh…miss you sooo much, baby…”

holy shit.

—2 new messages from “keiji <3”

“can you see how fucking hard you made me?”

“coming home rn baby <3”

—1 attachment from “keiji <3”

a picture of his rock hard cock and the fact that he’s coming home right now just for you? gosh, the thought of that makes you even wetter. you really, really are needy for your keiji.

┈─ ཻུ۪۪♡ ͎.

“missed you soo much…” you whine to him before he pulls you into a kiss on the bed, the same exact bed you took that picture in.

“yeah? missed you too, baby…” he whispers, going down to kiss your neck. “look so pretty in those pictures you sent me.”

“mm, yeah? i should take more f’you then..” you giggle before whining again, feeling a hickey form on your neck along with his middle and ring finger grazing over your cunt.

“k—keiji… mmf…o-ohh…!” you whimper, a damp spot forming in the middle of your underwear, your hands grabbing at his arms.

“you’re this wet already? ive barely done anything to you… what a needy girl you are, hm?” he says in a teasing manner, but almost condescending tone as well, taking your panties off fully, cool air hitting you.

you feel his fingers rub back and fourth on your cunt again before he plunges them in, a loud whine escaping your lips, kissing you everywhere from your mouth to your tits to add onto the pleasure some more.

“m—mmfhh… o-ohhhh….m’so close… hah—…t-to much keiji…” you whimper loudly, your orgasm washing over your body, breathing heavily as you catch your breath.

“maybe if you send more pictures like that, he’ll fuck you just like how he did earlier.” you think to yourself for the rest of the day.

[colliescalling]

mmfhh the idea of chubby reader and chubby schlatt is so <3 like

ugh cute little pudgies together

and god being able to feel schlatts pudge squished againsnt readers is such a wicked idea AH

Oml yess(mdni)

(also im back guys ive been busy w my new puppy)

Grinding on him, tummy to tummy, thighs on thighs. Hed whisper praises into your ear while he's practically humping you.

Oh and not to mention-hes OBSESSED with your thighs. Hooked over his shoulders, around his waist, pressed against him, hid hips are jerking.

oh not to mention, his fat cock?! average length, but its fat.

And his arms around you while your riding him. And he babbles how he loves your softness?? C'monnnn

OH OH AND HIS THICK FINGERS IN YOU!! God i need him

[illubean]

I have a request! Can you do hcs for kurapika with a significant other who is obsessed with his hands? Like loves playing with his fingers and touching/holding his hands?

Kurapika With a S/o That Likes His Hands

Characters: Kurapika Kurta Type: Fluff, Headcanons, Gn!reader

mmfhh HANDS

Warnings: none

first of all HIS HANDS ARE SO PRETTY

this is what i imagine they look like

his fingers are slim and his skin is so soft and GRHOGHHIKJFGH

pls sir hold my hand

but ANYWAYS

he doesn't think too much of it when you grab his hand and lets you do whatever

but when he feels you playing with his fingers he will turn to look at you

seeing you so focused and content with touching his hands brings a small smile to his face

after that he starts to notice when your gaze lingers on his hands or when you reach for them

he thinks you're so cute and will indulge you whenever time allows

sometimes to fluster you he likes to gently hold your hand and bring it up to his lips for a soft kiss

or he holds your face and caresses your cheek GISURHR

but yeah after knowing how much you like his hands he won't hesitate to intertwine your fingers together

whether you are in the privacy of your home or walking down the street

I'm going to stop here before I spiral into spicy madness

[educatedsimps]

it came to me in a vision that Iwaizumi loves to give wrists kisses. that and like palm kisses when he gets his face touched. could I request a soft fix with some of this?

≪ back to fics masterlist

iwaizumi hajime x f!reader

a/n: IT CAME TO ME IN A VISION THAT WE GOT AN IWA REQUEST TODAY 😭😭😭 AIN’T NO WAY BRO

cw: nth much tbh, it's just married fluff, slice of life kinda thing, lots of kisses, yves says the sweetness in this one is at dangerously high levels, also iwa iwa iwa iwa iwa iwa iwa iwa iwa iwa iwa iwa he's so cute i just wanna give him so many forehead kisses

PS: bonus headcanons available below!

With a groan, you rolled over and hit snooze on your phone. Squinting at the screen, the time glared back at you.

5:55a.m.

Sighing, you placed your phone faced down on your bedside table and flopped onto your back.

Next to you, Iwaizumi yawned and stretched with his bare arms above his head. Even this early in the morning, you couldn't help but marvel at your husband's physique in the dim lighting.

Turning to face you, he smiled with one side of his face buried in his pillow before snaking one beefy arm around your waist. "G'morning, baby," Hajime said, his deep voice reverberating through his chest. You swore you could listen to his voice forever.

He looked so good like this, soft and unguarded. Noticing sleep lines on the side of his face, you couldn't help but reach out to stroke his cheek. So cute. Smiling softly, you murmured, "Good morning, Haji."

A warm hand came up to grasp your wrist, bringing it down to his lips to place a gentle kiss on your skin. Slightly ticklish, you tried to wiggle out of his grasp but he only held onto you tighter. Giggling, you tried to pull away but he only proceeded to grab your other wrist and plant kisses there too.

"Hajiiiii," You whined halfheartedly.

Iwaizumi finally relented and pulled you towards him, hugging you tightly to his chest and kissing the crown of your head.

"Don't get your morning breath in my hair," You teased, closing your eyes.

"Mmfhh..." He grunted, inhaling your sweet scent.

Your face was tucked into his neck and you wrapped your arms around his torso. One of his hands cradled your head while the other was rubbing slow circles on your back. Soon, a comfortable silence settled over the room as the two of you lay in bed together.

At least until your 6a.m. alarm rang and you both groaned, finally getting out of bed to start the day.

"Thanks, Hajime," You said when he dropped you off at work about an hour later. You grabbed your bag and coffee before leaning across the centre console to press your lips against his. As you pulled away, he stopped you.

"Aren't you forgetting something?" He asked, raising an eyebrow with a teasing glint in his eye.

With your face still inches from his, you placed your hand at the back of his head and pulled him towards you. Your fingers combed through his short brown hair as you placed a chaste kiss on his forehead, then slowly moved to rest your hand on his jaw as you kissed him on the lips, deeper this time.

Pulling back, you sat there admiring him and watched as his cheeks warmed beneath your touch. You couldn't help but smile at the sight of your big beefy hunk of a husband blush from one kiss.

Without a word, he held your wrist in his hand and brought your palm down to his lips, placing the sweetest of kisses on your skin. He trailed kisses from your wrist and over your thumb crease, all while keeping eye contact with you. His kisses, whether on your lips or your wrists - or anywhere else for that matter - never failed to feel like the tiniest sparks of electricity were running through your veins. Even the swiftest of pecks could make it feel like metaphorical flowers were blooming in your heart.

"God, I'll never get used to that," He murmured, turning his head in an attempt to hide his blush. Same ol' Hajime.

"You still blush like when we were in college, babe. It's adorable," You said, hand still in his.

"Get outta here, you're gonna be late, dumbass," He grumbled with a half smile gracing his features. Giving your hand a squeeze, he let go before reaching over to open the passenger door for you. "Text me when you're done, yeah? I'll wait for you in the parking lot and we'll go grab the new air purifier from my parents' before dinner."

With a final thanks and goodbye to your husband, you got out of the car and started walking toward your office building.

"By the way," He called, rolling down the passenger window. "I'm not the only one blushing like a teenager!"

Turning, you stuck your tongue out at him with a pout on your face as you realised you were blushing just as much as he was, if not more. You caught sight of his wink through the car window as he drove off and your heart couldn't help but skip a beat.

✨ BONUS HEADCANONS HERE! it's really just a shit ton of extra stuff i wanted to write in this fic before i realised i overestimated my writing abilities so here you go. THANK YOU ANON FOR REQUESTING AND THANK YOU READERS FOR READING, we love you all so muchhh see y'all in our next post :)

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[auxiefox]

Mmfhh... these burgers are so good... wh? what's wrong with the bench?

[gluttonygirls]

"T-The... mmpfhh... w-will... uhfmhh... ourhhrrp... o-off the godsh? H-How...?"

It made no sense, no sense at all! Even in her gluttonous haze, she couldn't help but question why they would do that. What would happen to the rest of the people? She was growing so much, so fast, robes pushed aside as a small potbelly soon grew into a modest gut pushing against Pandora's own, pressure forcing out another burp as she hastily crammed another handful food into her-

And then herself-

"M-Mmwpfhh... ahhh.. Uuhgm... mmfhh~"

"We need not... mmmppff.. unsashtand thair infent..."

Choking down a hock of lamb, gulping it down as her stomach continued to grow, Pandora laughed as her robes started to rip and tear. Breaking across her figure, ripping away as she bloated and swelled even fatter and bigger still.

Shifting her stance to support her greater weight, another belch pushing past her lips, Pandora's fat back bumped against the wall.

"We must enact it~"

[dragongirlcloaca]

Imagine you're on the verge of falling asleep, so tired you can barely keep your eyes open, and your girlfriend is listing off all the perverted things she's going to do to you once you're asleep, and how sore, bruised, and sticky with cum you're going to be when you wake up in the morning.

I really liked this idea, so I made it into a full story, featuring the loveable Mienne and Julie!

[Consensual somnophilia, biting/blood/marking, cum inflation]

Mienne yawned, struggling to keep her eyes open. She was tucked into her bed, utterly exhausted after a long day at work, and if this had been any other day, she would have been long asleep, free from the troubles of the world. However, today was different. Julie was sitting to the left of her on the bed, wide awake, and eager. She watched, with tacit satisfaction, as Mienne continued to repeat the waltz of dancing in and out of sleep, struggling to stay awake just a few minutes longer. At last, Julie smiled, leaning in to place a claw under the mink’s chin, tilting her drowsy head up to look at her.

“Are you ready, Mienne?” She purred in her low dragon rumble, and Mienne nodded.

“Are you absolutely sure you’re okay with this?”

“I’m sure...Jules...I’m about to fall asleep...make it quick...mmfhh,” Mienne mumbled in response, eyes already half-lidded once more.

“Very well,” Julie chided, bringing her head closer to Mienne’s. “You’re so close to succumbing to the urge, closing your eyes, fading out of consciousness...So cute and helpless, all wrapped up cozy in bed. And sleep you will alright, I promise you’re not waking up until morning, jellybean. But once you’re asleep, your body is mine—mine to do whatever dirty, perverted things I want to do to it. Mine to use for my pleasure however I see fit. Maybe I’ll mark all down your body with my teeth and claws. Maybe I’ll stretch your ass until it can fit my whole paw. Maybe I’ll mount you and breed you, and make you my bitch. And I’m not going to stop until I’m fully satisfied, no matter how sore, bruised, or full of cum you end up.”

With this, Julie smiled, and Mienne’s eyes fluttered closed once more. And this time, they stayed closed. Julie leaned back and watched her for a few minutes, and then got up from the bed. She didn’t start right away. Though she trusted the pills Mienne had agreed to take at dinner, she thought it would be best to give it some time just in case, and Julie had some things to prepare. But first, some relaxation was in order. Julie poured herself a drink, cooked up a pot of popcorn, and settled down on the couch to watch a campy horror flick and enjoy herself. An hour and a half later, after the killer was finally put down for good, she stretched her limbs, and stood up. She went to the bathroom, and then returned to the kitchen for a box she had left on the counter. Julie retrieved the box, and finally returned to the bedroom.

Mienne was deep asleep, chest rising and falling slowly. Julie licked her lips as she set the box down and began undressing. She didn’t bother with lingerie, as she was putting on a show for only herself, and stripped completely, naked scales glinting in the moonlight. She approached the bed, drawing the blankets and sheets back to expose Mienne’s prone form. Julie gently straddled her and slid her paws under the hem of her pyjama shirt, sliding it up to expose breasts covered in soft fur. Julie toyed with her nipples, which soon stiffened exposed to the winter night chill, poking, pinching, stroking, gently at first, but then with more force. She paused her doings to remove the shirt completely, and then put the sleeping pills to the test by clamping her jaw around Mienne’s bare left shoulder, slowly increasing the force until she felt the faint coppery taste of blood. Julie withdrew, making sure she hadn’t hurt Mienne too badly, but the puncture marks were small. She moved lower, licking and biting at Mienne’s chest, enjoying the slight salty taste of sweat, biting not as hard as before, but still hard enough to leave marks under the damp, saliva-coated fur. She returned to Mienne’s breasts, giving extra attention to her nipples, making sure the exposed flesh was thoroughly marked up.

Satisfied with her handiwork, Julie moved downstairs, running her paws down Mienne’s hips and sliding a claw into the waistband of her pyjama bottoms to remove them. She wasn’t wearing any underwear, a nice invitational gesture Julie thought, and her vulva glistened with the first juices of arousal. Julie brushed a digit down the wet slit, relishing the heat of her body, and then slowly pinched her clit, hard, expecting at least some sort of reaction. But the sleeping girl didn’t even move a muscle, and Julie continued on. She fingered Mienne a bit, before sucking the juices off and turning to the box she had brought in. From the box she withdrew a spreader bar, dildo, three sizable anal plugs, a large bottle of lube, and a soft silicone ring. She wrapped the cuffs of the bar around Mienne’s ankles, and extended it to the maximum width, leaving her completely exposed and on display.

Julie slathered viscous lube onto the dildo and brought it up to Mienne’s ass, pushing it in slowly and enjoying the feeling of resistance from her anus. She slid it in further, the dildo widening as it sank deeper, before pulling it out, muscles clenching at nothing. She slid it back in, ever so slowly stretching Mienne open wider. She continued fucking her as her own arousal quickly swelled, and her ovipositor began to peek from her slit. She withdrew the dildo once more, leaving Mienne gaping, and then inserted the much larger plug to keep her ass nice and spread. Julie then focused on her own body, slowly massaging her monster ovipositor from her sheath, her fluids dripping onto the sheets below. Once she was at full mast, she stretched the silicone ring and slid it down her ovipositor, settling it at the base just inside her slit. She then began to massage her own hole, riding the tapered dildo to stretch her ass so she could plug it full. When she felt ready, she swapped the two, moaning as the widest part of the plug passed ever so slowly into her, before the rest was sucked up, leaving the base flush against her ass.

Plugged open, and with her massive ovipositor straining with arousal, she refocused her attention on Mienne’s pussy, now leaking juices down onto her ass and the sheets. She pushed in her tip, and thrust deep into Mienne, stretching her out. Even without any eggs, it was still a formidable weapon, and Julie gasped as the tight walls clenched around her, thrusting with need and wild abandon, each wave of stimulation sending her closer to climax. She gripped Mienne’s sides tightly with her claws, straining as she thrust faster, overwhelmed with the need to fill the mink with her seed. She had laid her monthly eggs recently, although not in Mienne as she often did, a long, messy process that had her girlfriend teasing her ass and stroking her ovipositor for hours on end. Now her body was in “Fertilize mode”, and had been producing massive quantities of thick, slimy seed that left Julie feeling constantly full even if she masturbated twice daily. And so, when she finally came, her hips pressed against Mienne’s, she began pumping a huge load of cum into the smaller mink, filling her womb before oozing out of her battered pussy onto the sheets below.

Panting hard and sweating despite the chill, Julie slid out of Mienne, sending another wave of cum dripping from her pussy. She plugged it with the third plug to keep all the remaining cum inside. Despite the earth-shattering orgasm she had just ridden out, she was still hard and ready to go, partially thanks to the handy silicone ring tight around the base of her ovipositor. She turned her focus to the real prize at hand; Mienne’s ass, stretched nice and wide for her. She slid the plug out with a satisfying pop and watched the gaping hole twitch hungrily. She began pushing her ovipositor in, gasping at the amazingly tight sensation combined with the warm, soft embrace of Mienne’s insides. It was more effort to thrust, but it just felt so good, sliding almost all the way out before ramming back in with animalistic desire, her claws dug into Mienne’s hips. Before long she was riding the edge again, eyes shut tight, dripping with sweat, and gasping as she pistoned in and out, getting so, so close, so hard and needy, so desperate to fill the tiny mink with her cum.

Julie saw stars as she came hard, hips twitching as she shot rope after rope of thick seed into Mienne’s guts, her body feeling like it was on fire. After what felt like ages, the spasms finally subsided, and her ovipositor stopped its torrent. She pulled out and quickly plugged Mienne’s ass again, and then reached into her own slit to pull the ring off her ovipositor, letting it soften and retract back into her body. The plug was next, which she freed with some effort, letting out a final moan as it slipped from her stretched hole. She began cleaning up, lifting Mienne off of the bed to change out the messy sheets, and wiping the cum and juices off of her girlfriend’s body. Julie made sure to clean and dress the half-moon of teeth marks decorating the mink’s shoulder, and then took a quick shower to clean herself off, and then finally settled in bed with her girlfriend, and drifted off to sleep.

~ The next morning ~

Mienne cracked an eye open and yawned. She stretched, wincing as pain shot through her left shoulder. She slid up to a sitting position, beginning to realize how sore she was. Sliding back the covers revealed an art gallery of bruises and bite marks dotting her abdomen and breasts. She felt between her legs, fingers brushing against the two plugs, which she believed might have something to do with the distended bulge in her lower abdomen. Mienne lay back, smiling. She’d have to get Julie to do this more often.

[blubberymuses]

"Oh but, there's nothing fun about that, is there? Better to... let me take care of it~"

The pace was such that every now and then she ended up pushing more food before the poor blob had any time to chew and swallow the previous mouthful, hands idly rubbing across the flabby expanse with gentle squeezes and pinches here and there... enjoying the feeling of Patchouli's fat.

...while leaving a bucket for herself, too. Eating some of her own from time to time, her tummy growing slightly rounder, and firmer, as the cold, creamy treat began to fill her stomach, pushing against Patchouli's much bigger, softer paunch~

"Mmfhh~ Sho ghood... say, say~ Should I squeeze deeper? Seems like you... omfh... urrph... need to make some room there... there's so much for you to eat after all, Pache~"

With her cheeks stuffed to the brim frozen treat Patchouli couldn't respond to Flandre's offer, yet knowing her even if she rejected it the vampire would just continue to do it anyways, which was what happened.

It did free up some space... yet even so the bloblike belly of no consistency still looked blistering red due to how painfully stuffed it is, while also being cold to the touch... Patchy's heart is probably pumping cream instead of blood at this point and they're not even partway through their feeding session...

The witch now was getting wide enough that her tower-o'-pancake like physique was beginning to brush up against the sides of the parallel bookshelves, on the verge of toppling them over... Just like her bra and panties if she didn't use what little clarity she had in her euphoric high to upsize them with her magic to keep herself somewhat decent in this pig's den.

[two-stud-invasion]

I would like to sincerely apologise for my actions and words from when I past called you ‘gnarp-fart’. I can promise it will not happen again and you will not hear me utter those words again👍👍‼️

. . 🛸 “ Mmfhh.. fine. If I catch you zaying that again, it’z over for you. ”

[uselessmtfbitch]

*Shoves your face in my sweaty genitals*

mmfhh!! >/////////<

*buries my face in your crotch, inhaling your musk and moaning pathetically*

♥️♥️♥️

[drakudoll]

hii omg i love ur work

anyway sub! schlatt request here..him acting tough the reader doing something like grabbing him by the collar or tie or neck or smth..leading into smut..

ty hehe

Ong. Schlatt is such a softy for the collar tugs and face grabs mmfhh

he gets melty over it and will shape up soooo fast if you're rough with him but sweet talkkng him into feeling a little stupid and out of line? YES.

[devouring-hive]

"I simply want you to be happy, my darling. And I understand that, such will come not wholly as a product of my own actions. I am after all, but one person among many of which can influence your life, be it for better or worse."

A little kiss, giggling a bit after that burp, retaliating with a little one of her own, before idly nibbling on Remi's shoulder.

"Mmfhh... I desire your comfort, my lovely Bloodrose. Worry not about spoiling this one, but rather, relax and allow me to pamper you a little... that being said-

If you do wander outside to meet the likeness of that Lunarian, be aware taht her interests are... similar to ours, yes? That I've heard, at least. The same goes for many of the deities, many much bigger than us... be careful not to be overwhelmed by the experience, dear."

"All far easier said than done, my dear. Even this is overwhelming to me at times still, if they are too assertive with their feelings towards me I cannot be sure I will not react... Poorly. Poorly, yes..."

To put it lightly, for certain. Remilia is known for violent retribution, and her magical power has not waned with her growing weight- If anything the excess of blood in her body has only caused her magical prowess to swell along with her.

"Regardless that is neither for here nor for now. You want to pamper me, mm? Very well then, I suppose... Do as you like, my beloved Moonbloom..."

"Mmh. Though you've gotten wide haven't you? How many chairs does this piece of work take to seat? Three? Perhaps even four?"

[combeferre-the-mothman]

“Mmmfm mmfhh” from Enj @sessy-timesforcharlo

“What’s that? Couldn’t hear you through all that duct tape? You want me to leave you like this? Is that it?” Ferre teased with a shit-eating grin.

[kiwinyaan]

mmfhh my own dilf ..

[cruel-as-sin]

mmfhh. mhm.

need this immediately now

The Team Knows What You Did. <- this is KILLING me btw

Killing Time

Trilogy! Logan x F! Reader

You decided to kill some time with Logan during a standstill on a mission.

A/N: Oof

Warnings: SMUT, sorta secret relationship, unprotective PiV, creampie, blowjobs, closet sex lol, a lil rough but not really, logan smokes a cigar, you and logan nearly get caught. The Team Knows What You Did.

“X-Men! Stand down, hold your positions!”

Scotts voice crackled over the comms, and you slowed your run down the empty hall of the facility. Glancing around, you checked for signs of cameras, anybody hiding in the rooms- but everything was clear. 

You took a moment to catch your breath. Since the team has arrived, it’s been nothing but chaos- the entire team got split up during the initial fight. The facility- an illegal research lab using mutants with apparent healing abilities to test out pharmaceuticals- and weapons. 

You’re not sure about the sudden ceasefire. 

“What’s going on Scott?” You spoke into the comm. A heartbeat passed with no answer, but before you could reach out again, it crackled. 

“Just hold your position- This should be over soon.” 

You sigh, dropping your arms to your sides as you casually walk around the hall, observing a small paint smear where the ceiling met the wall, for some reason, it was really bugging you. They couldn’t take a brush with white paint to cover the smear?

Your body jumped when you heard a sudden thundering of footsteps approaching rapidly down the hall you just came from. Turning on your feet, you settled into a defensive position- ready for yet another fight. 

Only to relax when the familiar face with mutton chops and pretty green eyes came around the corner. 

You dropped your arms, and smiled at him. 

“There you are.” He smirked, strutting over to you.

“Scott said to hold our positions Logan.” You quirked a brow. 

“You know I don’t listen to him. He likes to hear himself talk." 

You giggled, shaking your head, your eyes watching him as he approached you leaning down to give you a peck on the lips. “Had to check on you anyway. You alright?”

“Fine.” You nodded, “You?” 

“Always.” He smirks. He glances around the hall. “Hope they get this over with, whatever’s going on down there soon.” He mumbles, reaching into one of his pockets, and pulling out a cigar. You laughed, 

“Really Lo?” You nodded to the cigar. 

“What?” 

“You’re going to set off the smoke alarm.”

“No, I won’t.” He pulls out his flip lighter and puffing on the cigar as he lit the butt end of it. It burned, creating a strong, warm, musky scent that flowed under your nose. You used to hate the smell of cigars- always too strong and stunk like hell. However, the longer you’re around Logan, the lingering scent of the smoke that clings to his clothes has turned into something heavenly and comforting for you. 

He quirked his brow, a cocky smile growing on his face as he watched you playfully roll your eyes at him. He moved to lean against the wall, removing the cigar from his lips to blow out a stream of smoke, pausing a second- like he was listening for something. 

“See, no alarm.” 

“Shut up.” You playfully pushed him. Your eyes trailed down his suit- admiring how the black leather clung to his muscles. A familiar warm feeling grew in the pit of your tummy- especially when you thought about him earlier. You got jumped by three of the guards when the X-Men stormed into the building, but Logan swooped in, taking them all out in one snarl and slash of his claws. 

It was a huge turn on for you.

You glanced around the hall, before spotting the door you had opened earlier- a supply closet. You turned to look back at him, his eyes meeting yours. 

“What?” He quirked a brow. 

Reaching over and grabbing his hand, you tugged him to follow you. You pulled him inside the closet, reaching to shut the door behind him. He didn’t say anything, removing the cigar from his lips to blow out more smoke and your lips crashed onto his. 

He smiled, a small chuckle escaping him as your hands reached down to undo his belt quickly. His free hand climbed into your hair, tilting your head back as he licked into your mouth. 

“Looking to kill some time baby?” He purrs against your lips, his breath hitching as you unzip him, and tugged the spandex suit just enough for you to reach in and palm his cock. 

“Mhm.” You hummed, pecking his lips again before falling to your knees, and working on pulling him out completely. His cock was hard from your touch already, giving him a few strokes. You looked up at him, smiling and pressing a chaste kiss to his tip. 

He let out a shaky breath, bringing the cigar back to his lips and holding it between his teeth, his eyes not leaving yours. 

“Ya something else…” He mumbles, as his thumbs hooked into his pants and briefs, tugging them farther down his thighs to free himself more. You grinned deviously against his cock, giving the tip tiny kitten licks and he twitched against your hand. 

Not wasting more time- In case Scott decides to come back and order everyone to carry on.

You took his tip between your lips, gathering spit in your mouth to soak him. Pulling off him with a pop, you used your spit as lube, stroking his girth a few times and taking him back into your mouth. He was warm, a heady taste of sweat and musk on your tongue that made your eyes roll back as you moaned. One handle came up to fondle his balls, as you began bobbing your head over the length of his cock, taking him as far back into your mouth as you could before gagging. 

“Fuck baby.” He grunted, his hand petting your hair. “Dirty fucking girl, can’t even wait till after we get home to suck me off.” 

You moaned at his words, your hands grabbed onto his thighs, nails digging into his skin painfully and he grunted, hips thrusting forward into your mouth and pushing him deeper down your throat. 

He started to pull back out, but your hands climbed over to his ass, pulling him closer to keep him deep while your tongue swirled on the underside of his cock. 

“Fuck-” He choked, watching as you struggled to keep him deep in your throat, your spit dribbling down your chin as your lips were becoming puffy. Your throat tightened around him, his hand gripped you hair and he began fucking your face until he reached his finished with trembling thighs and pushing you far down on his cock until your nose was flushed with his belly. 

Tears streamed down your cheeks as his cum covered your throat. He barely made a noise, a choked groan as your eyes watched through blurry lines as his face contorted into open-mouth pleasure, eyes rolled back, barely able to get oxygen into his lungs as his face flushed red from the power of his orgasm that seemed never ending. His cigar hung off his bottom lip, threatening to fall.

He pulled you off him as one last rope shoots out, covering your lips. Hot pants and smoke filled the room. 

“Fuck- Fuck” He cursed, yanking you up from the ground by your arm. He removed the cigar, leaning down to capture you in a messy kiss as he licked the cum and spit off your chin and lips. He put the cigar between your teeth. “Hold that baby.” He mumbles, as he works on your suit, undoing its belt- and shoving your pants down to your knees. 

“Lo-” You breathed, the cigar still between your teeth. He kneeled down but your hand went into his hair and tugged him up to eye level. “I want you inside me-” 

He lets out a growl, spinning you around and his hand reaches around to grab the cigar from your lips and replace it between his teeth. 

Thank whatever cruel god is out there that gave him this healing factor, also gave him a low refractory period. 

“On the job and you want me to fuck you-” He grumbles under his breath.

“Are you complaining?” You giggle as his arm came around your hips and tugged you back against him, a hitch in your breath as his cock rested against your aching cunt. 

“Hell no-” He mutters, his cock brushing into your folds. “Damn-” He moaned, “You’re so wet.” 

“All for you baby-” You tipped your head back to him. His free hand snaked up your curves, finding a place on your neck. He continued thrusting his cock into your folds, bumping into your swollen clit. 

“You’re amazing.” He mumbles into your ear, and he angles himself to your hole, pushing your hips back, forcing you to arch your back. His tip pushed inside, and you moaned- leading him to cover your mouth. “Quiet darling, someone comes by- don’t want them to know we’re in here do we?” 

You pushed back, his cock going  deeper inside you and a warm chuckle escaped him. “Look at you baby. Desperate and everything. I got you-” 

His grip on your neck and mouth tightened, as he hilted himself completely inside you, and began a brutal pace, his hips slammed against your ass. Your knees turned to jelly within seconds- hands flying forward palms to the supply shelf in front of you. Each thrust shook the shelves with your grip on them- things falling off as it banged against the wall. 

Logan suddenly stopped his brutal pace, his hips flushed against your ass as he’s buried to the hilt inside you. You whined against his hand- squirming in an attempt to get free. 

“Hush-” He whispers, head turning to the supply closet door and scowling at it. Your eyes went wide, trying to listen for what he was- turning your head as best as he could. His hand loosened from your neck, traveling down your body and finding your clit. “Stay quiet.” He growls in your ear, as two fingers begin swirling over your clit. 

You bit down on your tongue, attempting to hold back a whine. His hand on your mouth squeezed you a bit- a reminder to not make a noise. You gripped the shelf tighter, attempting to move your hips along with his ministrations on your swollen bud. 

Another heartbeat passed, and he took a breath, turning back to you and cooing in your ear. “Good girl- Thought someone was out there.” 

He returned his brutal thrusts without warning- making you cry out as your head fell back onto his shoulder. His fingers continued rubbing nonsense shapes into your clit, and the string held tight in your lower belly finally snapped.

You sobbed into his head as waves as pleasure rolled through you- extended because Logan hasn’t stopped fucking you, whispering sweet and dirty things into your ear. 

One last thrusts, he slammed inside you, spilling himself and stuffing you full of him for a second time. “Dirty fucking girl- got you all filled up and happy now don’t I?” He chuckled through heavy breaths. 

He stepped back, carefully pulling out of you as he removed the cigar from his lips and tossing it into a nearby mop bucket. He kneeled down, pulling your pants back up over your shaky legs- but not before his fingers stuffed his cum that began leaking out of you back inside. 

“Logan!” You whined from the feeling, and he smirked, tugging the spandex back over. 

“Gotta keep it all inside sweetheart.” He purrs, leaning over your shoulder to kiss your cheek. 

You scoffed. “Perv-”

“Says the one who pulled me in here.” 

You laughed, turning around to help him get tucked back in. You rested your hands on his hips, and leaned forward to peck his lips. 

“Here.” His hands came up to fix your suit, and your hair- having been mussed through your proclivities, “There.” He smiled softly. “Pretty girl.” 

You looked away shyly, heat blooming in your cheeks at his flirt-  as if he hadn’t just fucked your brains out moment ago. It was then the comms crackled, yours and Logan's name being repeated.

“Report!”

After Scott told you the rest of the X-Men’s locations, you both hurried to meet with them. The others had successfully secured the mutants, and took down the leaders as well- with Charles calling a few political favors to take care of the rest. 

“Where have you guys been?” Scott lectures as he spots you and Logan walking down the hall. “I’d been calling for both of you.”

“We didn’t hear you on the comms.” You argue. “It was very static-y, on the floor we were on.” 

Scott didn’t look like he believed you. “What were you guys doing then this entire time?” He crosses his arms. The others, as well as Ororo and Jean looked on. Everyone knew though, they could tell by you and Logan’s unkempt look, and the fact that you both reeked of cigars. 

No one actually knows that you and Logan had been together for some time- but you’re pretty sure everyone knows now.

You froze, while Logan mimicked Scotts stance, a smirk on his face and a small shrug of his shoulders. “We just killed some time. That’s all.”