#mmhph

[kevinweezhlewig]

I love her but please buy her brown contacts I'm shaking

[artisticmoki]

Bunny-suit Askeladd under cut

(WARNING: for my younger followers, I would strongly advise you not to see under cut)

Holy fuck have I been obsessing over Askeladd hahahaaaaa-

[cathnospam]

Deku watched you and Bakugo fucking and haven’t looked at you both the same way since.

Deku KNOWS what sex is, he knows after years of being with other sexually active people and living with other women he has been sexually attracted to, and eventually hormones were bound to take place in everybody in class 3-a and it would be another added topic of discussion after high school graduation.

HE even lost his virginity to Ochako not too long ago.

It was different seeing you both though.

Neither you or Bakugo through out the years seemed interested in anybody, any man that flirted with you, you either brushed them off or completely ignored and Bakugo, despite how pretty he CAN look his attitude usually scare women away, and whether he acknowledges it or not he can be pretty dense so everybody concluded you both aren’t into the dating scene.

It seemed so normal between you both until last night.

When he seen Bakugo in between your thighs.

HE DIDNT MEAN TO WATCH HE SWEARS, but he went to look for his notebook he left in your dorm after a study session and heard your door unlock with Bakugo’s loud mouth ass grumbling for you to hurry up.

Out of panic he fled to your closet and hid there, he doesn’t know why he did, he wasn’t snooping or doing anything wrong, plus bakugo and you trust him enough to freely walk into their dorms, but too late he’s stuck now.

“You’re so needy. And stop poking me with that thing—ah-“

“Mmhm. Shut up.” Bakugo grumbles into your neck, from behind, practically pushing you inside with each thrust of his dick. “Y’pissed me off today.”

“Don’t I always—-AAAOWW—MMHPH!”

Your smart remarks get muffled with a harsh hot smack to the ass and a kiss, it definitely sounded like it hurt to Deku, but he watched in shock seeing him caress your ass under your skirt.

His green eyes grew twice its size, Bakugo had lifted off your shirt, and began his attack on your neck and cheek while he undid his belt with one hand, “Fuck you smell good.”

Throwing off his black tank top and laying you on the bed, “You taste even better though.”

The mixed sounds of your giggles and moans as his lips puncture your skin from your neck down to your tits to suckle on made Deku reluctantly twist his legs,

He was getting hard.

He never viewed you in this way, yes, you were a beautiful woman, but after knowing you since middle school his crushes towards you have came and gone eventually developing into a brother and sister relationship.

….but it may change now.

“Oh ‘Suki~” You sigh softly, tilting your head to the side to get a good look at your nasty Blondie. His nose resting atop of your pussy as his lips were wrapped around your tiny clit, you felt the ministration of the back and forth suckles which made your jaw slack.

Deku looked away reluctantly, covering his eyes feeling some guilt. This was a private matter between you both, even if it was a shock he still felt like he was intruding. And boy he tried.

He tried so hard to just keep his eyes closed until you both were finished, but the noises you made not only drove Bakugo insane , but him as well.

“Mmhm.” Katsuki groaned in content inside you, hearing your voice get higher and your breaths get more ragged he knew you were close ,”Mmhm that’s it. That’s it baby c’mon—“

“BABY?!”

Deku thought this was insane to hear, never have he EVER heard Mr. Hardass to ever speak…so sweetly to you?

His big green eyes peaked through the closet door shades , covering his mouth as he almost gasped seeing Bakugo press your thighs back to eat you further, “Fuck…”

Bakugo couldn’t ignore his hard on for long.

And neither could Deku.

“I love your moutthhhhh.” You half moaned half giggled feeling yourself grow closer while your back was arching. Bakugo’s pride always was sky high when he fucked you. And somehow you saying that made Deku….jealous? Just a little, but he couldn’t focus on that too long.

You looked so sexy when you’re cumming, your little cute fingers playing with your nipples. The way you hips buck into Bakugo’s mouth, how soft and whiney your voice gets when you’re crying his name.

Next thing you know Deku’s hands were palming his growing errection.

Nononono he can’t. He can’t get off to his best friends, it’s ….dirty. Bakugo would kill him and you might feel disgusted with him.

But Deku’s mind wasn’t in tandem with his body because his hand was already inside his pants.

“Ssssshit girl I didn’t tell you—-“

“Don’t care.” You words muffled as you lay on your stomach between his thighs, capturing his tip between your lips to suck on . You giggle and moan when you feel a warm hand slap against your ass.

The way how you nearly could take him all in was such a turn on to Deku. You’re the same girl that was just choking on a noodle earlier today at lunch, but now you’re taking in Bakugo’s dick like a champ.

“Fuck…” Deku couldn’t help it his fingers teased his own tip, precum already enough to lube his shaft while he matches the pace of your bobbing head.

Your boyfriend began to massage your ass a little, groaning your name in frustration because he was already so close to cumming, “You and that fucking tongue…”

The green haired boy was also close, watching you made him wish it was him instead of his own best friend you were sucking off.

How many times have you done this with him? Was it yesterday when you both left class? Was it those times you both went to bed early? Deku kept rethinking all those times you both were alone and it was nearly too much he almost took away his own orgasm, so he pumped his dick faster to the view of Bakugo’s fingers slipping inside your soaked cunt.

Who would’ve thought he’d be spending his evening cumming with his best friends.

You and Bakugo were spent. It wasn’t unusual, being pro hero’s in training a night of just oral would sometimes just be enough.

That wasn’t enough for Deku though he thought,

“No no no don’t go to sleep!”

He watched as you and your boyfriend cuddled on top of the covers, breathing still heavy, his big hands grabbed your chin so you can turn and face him to taste yourself on his tongue.

“‘Suki…” you breathed feeling him lift your thigh over his legs, he didn’t even have to move that much to already feel his dick press against your clit.

“Sssh sssh shhh. Just lay down and take it okay? I got you.” His breathing was heavy, though he was exhausted he just couldn’t stop here and he knew you were too so he didn’t mind fucking you while you were half sleep and on your side.

And luckily, Deku had a front view of it, your pussy spreading from the size of his dick, you were doing so good taking him in.

He started to stroke himself again, he was still so sensitive from just cumming, he couldn’t stop though your voice was so fucking attractive all on its own, “S’goooddd~”

Despite the deep long strokes, your boyfriend was so gentle with making sure he wasn’t too rough, leaving you more sore than you already were in the morning. He nibbled and sucked on your neck, he tried so hard not to moan, he hated how he sounded when he did, but the way your soft fat ass kept bouncing on his pelvis he couldn’t help it and it made you clench harder.

“Just like that baby just cum all on me…there you go..fuck—“

This was just too lewd, but at this point your little best friend didn’t care, he was gnawing on his lips, eyes focused on the sight of your pussy and your eyes rolling back while your boyfriend was in your ear talking oh so dirty to you about your body, your pussy, your moaning. It didn’t take long until you felt that familiar knot.

“Oh shit shit shit shit!” Deku thought, he was close too but he knew it was ganna be messier this time, but he couldn’t stop himself he wanted to cum too right there with you both.

Bakugo’s thrust got sloppier and shallow, catching his own orgasm to join you (and Deku). He covered your mouth with his free hand because you usually get loud when you cum on his cock. But fuck that he kissed you instead to swallow your moans.

Grinding inside you, all three of you came. It was honestly the best and scariest orgasm Deku’s ever had with just his hand. Best from his front row seat view, scariest because he was afraid Bakugo heard him moan your name from the closet.

Deku swore he did from when he looked up in that direction while you were still on cloud 9, but maybe that was just his imagination.

Maybe.

You both were finally asleep. You laid on top of him, buried in his neck, and Blondie facing the window holding you tight, Deku decided to make it his mission to quietly leave.

There are many secrets Izuku had to keep in his life, but this was one he knew he had to keep for the sake of KEEEPING HIS LIFE.

But it didn’t stop the new view he had towards you both.

Who would’ve thought you both were his new Jack off material.

[sleepyangelkami]

Can you make a part 4 for the “ perverted “ Carl grime’s story? (p.s. I love your writing so much 💜 it’s really detailed and neat)

PERVERTED IV c.grimes

𝜗𝜚 WORD COUNT - 3.2K

CARL GRIMES X FEM!READER

𝜗𝜚 A/N: guys i'm so sorry that I took such a huge break this took way longer than it needed, im so sorry !!

𝜗𝜚 SUMMARY - ever since carl showed you how good it felt to be touched, you'd been iching for more. luckily for you, carl's got one more thing up his sleeve.

𝜗𝜚 WARNINGS - smut, p!v, dom!carl, sub!reader, fingering, mentions of past sexual innuendos, overstimulation, dumbification, kinda public!sex, innocence kink, corruption kink, praise kink, slight coercion, creampie, unprotected sex, virginity loss, virgin!reader, petnames, intended lower case, nothing i write is ever proofread ���

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ever since that night in the bedroom, you've had this god awful ache between your thighs.

carl, your 'best friend' showed you what you'd been missing out on since the beginning of time. he'd had this funny thing about him, whenever he was around you had the need to palm your hand between your thighs. and now was the worst of it, you couldn't stop thinking about him.

he wasn't your boyfriend but he'd kissed you on a number of occasions. he's not your boyfriend but he kissed below your panties too.

you didn't seem to care much about the whole 'boyfriend' title. besides, everyone in alexandria seemed to know that you were his and he was yours, perhaps they even knew before you two did.

"i'll see you two in the morning." rick grimes, carl's father stood in the doorway. lately, you couldn't seem to look him in the eye. perhaps that had something to do with the fact that last night, his son's hand was down your pants and the night before that, it was up your skirt.

it seemed like you weren't the only one who couldn't stop thinking about it, carl couldn't seem to keep his hands to himself.

"night dad." carl pretended to be uninterested, flicking about a comic book in his hands.

"goodnight, rick." you and carl's sleepovers were becoming much more of a regular thing. rick said nothing but he looked at you with this certain smirk that made you think he knew everything and that was pretty scary.

you didn't get a second to think before the door was closed.

carl was swift in his movements. he discarded the comic book within seconds, tossing it onto the beside locker as he leaned over and pressed his lips on yours.

your eyes fluttered shut with the featherlight feeling, heavy breath falling through your nose. but carl didn't stop with just a kiss, slowly, the boy lowered your body so that your back was flat against the mattress of his bed and those god awful navy bedsheets.

for a moment, your mind went foggy. the pretty kiss of carl grimes was enough to have your head spinning but the sound of distant footsteps was enough to have you spinning all the way back to reality.

"carl." you mumbled in hesitance once his kisses reached the side of your jaw. though his name came out as more of a strangled breath than a word.

"mmhph." he hummed into your neck as he placed hot wet kisses against it, he was aching to kiss you further, to suck the supple skin of your collarbones. he'd showed you what a hickey was not too long ago but he was sure not to leave the evidence on your neck, per your request. you couldn't imagine trying to explain to maggie or glenn how you'd come back from carl's with a hickey on your neck.

"carl." as good as the feeling felt, you sucked in a breath and placed your dainty hands upon his shoulders. he stopped almost immediately, leaning over you to look at your face. "your whole family's here." you absentmindedly picked at the loose thread of his shirt. "they'll hear us."

carl's lips fell into this pitiful smirk. "yeah? well by all means, sweetheart, tell me to stop." you felt his knee buck slightly, rubbing against your clothed cunt that was covered merely by your panties and your pyjama trousers.

carl knew you too well.

matter of fact, carl knew your body too well.

you felt his hot breath against your neck and his lips reattatch to your skin, leaving a trail of sloppy kisses in his wake.

you couldn't help the scratching feeling in the back of your throat, the knawing knot in your stomach that had your hands pawing at his long sleeved shirt, it was difficult to stop when he was making you feel so good.

"carl..." you were in two minds, ask him to stop or ask him to keep going. you felt one of his hands trail down, the soft feeling of his fingers working against your pyjama bottoms, lowering them but not enough to show your panties.

you decided against asking him to stop.

besides, you trusted him. carl knew what was best for the both of you.

"please." you bucked your hips forward, feeling a longing for his fingers all over again. you couldn't get rid of the knawing feeling, his fingers pounding in and out of you, his tongue lapping up your juices and his voice whispering pretty things in your ear.

"yeah? want me to keep going?" you could only nod breathlessly at his words. "tell me how badly you want it, pretty girl."

didn't carl just love to hear you beg.

he'd gotten you to a point where he could mold you to whatever way he wanted you, and hearing you beg for him instead of imagining it in his own mind was something he'd never cease to adore. "please, carl, want it so bad―need it."

"poor girl." you knew his words were nothing short of mockery but you couldn't help but nod anyway. "jus' wants to be touched huh?"

all the while, your hand had attached itself around his wrist, leading it down to where you needed him. "please, carl."

you let out a breath of relief as his hand passed your panties, fingers gently circling your clit. "you're such a good girl, aren't you, using your manners 'n all?"

you felt him kiss against your cheek but all you could think about was his hand working magic against you. "uh huh." you breathed out.

"yeah, my good girl." you felt his fingers collect the wetness from your sopping hole, gently pushing them into it and watching as you gasped and writhed. "think you need something extra special tonight, hm?"

you nodded, half humming, half whimpering.

carl's fingers felt euphoric. after he had touched you the first time, you went straight home and tried to do the same over and over again. you tried to capture the same feeling he had given you but you couldn't do it, not without his hands and his voice whispering to you. which is exactly why you came back with fustrated bed head and teary eyes.

carl was more than happy to help his poor girl out.

all he wanted was for you to feel good.

like now, as your back arched against the mattress of his bed, warm and sticky juices coated his fingers that he pumped in and out of you, palm against your clit every time he brought it back.

"feel good, huh?" your nod was enough of an answer, cheeks hot and teeth piercing your bottom lip. "you're so good." and as badly as you wanted to whimper and whine, you restrained. you were well aware of the family in the room over, you couldn't help but let out a small noise from behind your closed lips.

perhaps this was exactly where carl wanted you.

your breath stuttered. "i―nghh." you tried to force the words out. that familiar feeling in the bottom of your stomach was knotting, you found it rather difficult to tell him you were close when you also felt so ecstatic.

that was the benefits of carl knowing your body so well.

"you're close, yeah?" he knew without you having to utter a word. he was leaning over you, close as your head lay near his shoulder, your heavy breaths in his ear. "'s okay, jus' say my name, baby."

unsure, you didn't give it a thought. instead, you breathed his name passed your lips. "carl." though it was more of a quiet whine than anything else.

"again, angel." his lips kissed against the nape of your neck, hearing your breaths get heavier.

"carl, hmph, carl―" you spoke his name like a prayer against your lips. all you could feel, all you could see, all you could think. carl.

the feeling of knowing that he was the only thing on your mind... well it was enough for carl himself.

"gonna cum?" he didn't leave much room for you to shake your head. instead you nodded quickly, needily. "yeah? cum all over my hand, sweetheart, that's it."

and you did exactly what he'd told you to.

you found your lips shoved against the shoulder of his top, silencing the whimpers that left your lips as your back arched and your hips bucked into his hand. with his pumping fingers and thumb that had reached up to your clit, helping you ride out your high... well it was almost impossible not to cum.

when it passed, you laid against the bed with heavy breaths falling from your lips.

he still kissed at your neck, gently nipping at the skin as he helped pull your shirt above your head.

you felt sort of dazed, almost dumb. carl always left you feeling like this. you followed his movements, pulling his own shirt above his head while his lips reattached to your own.

carl began pulling down his jeans and your hands reached out to his hips.

before you could touch him, though, his hands stopped you. "doin' something a little different tonight, okay baby?"

your confused face looked up at him but you didn't question it. instead, you nodded and allowed him to help you discard of your own pyjama pants, allowing him to trail your soaking panties off your frame, tossing them somewhere on the ground that no doubt would be gone by morning, you'd find him with a guilty but amused face as you searched high and low for them.

he began to pull down his boxers and you held your breath.

carl was big.

though, it were true that you hadn't really seen anyone before in the way you saw carl but you knew from the mere imprint of his jeans that he was bigger than quite a lot of others. not that you ever found yourself looking...

you'd seen him many times, touched him even but every time you saw him again it was like you'd forgotten all over again. he was obviously hard, judging by the way his dick stood out. your eyes trailed back up to his face, though he was already watching you, curiously.

you were stumped.

he'd stopped your hands before, not wanting you to touch him, he was doing things 'differently' but he seemed to know an abundance more than you because you couldn't think of anything else to do other than touch each other.

"carl, what are we―"

the boy cut you off with a gentle shushing. "jus' relax baby, trust me." you felt his gentle but large hands grasp at your thighs, pushing them upwards. you felt your sensitive but needy cunt jut forward while he placed both your legs flat against his chest.

this was certainly a position you'd never been in before.

you watched as he pressed gentle kisses against your ankles, a hand gently grasping your sock-covered foot.

you watched in anticipation, confusion and excitement. carl had a way of making you feel all those three at once.

he moved his hand back down to his dick, you held your breath as he rubbed up and down his shaft lining it up with your entrance. as his cock pressed against your sensitive clit, you whimpered, moving away slightly.

carl was quick to move you back. "i know, i know, you're all sensitive but you'll feel good okay? gonna make you feel good." you nodded hesitantly. "everything okay down there, huh?" he gently tapped against your head, bringing you back to reality.

you found it difficult not to hold your breath. "nervous." is all you managed to muster up. you'd both touched each other before but he'd never had you like this.

the way he leaned over you was sort of scary but he also gave you this loving gentleness that made you feel almost protected. "don't be, angel, 's just me." you nodded as his thumb ran down your cheek softly. "yeah? not nervous?"

of course it wasn't that easy, but you nodded anyway, feeling somewhat comforted.

"c'mere, you're gonna be in control too." you felt his larger hand grasp your own. he led it downwards and placed it on his practically throbbing cock. you felt bad for carrying this out, he was probably hurting. "might hurt a little bit, bunny, okay? but just give me a few minutes, make it feel so much better."

"okay." you voiced, shakily, dumbly. his hand was wrapped around yours which was wrapped around his dick. he helped you maneuver it towards your sopping wet hole and you felt his tip insert itself inside.

you let out a noise of slight pain. "i know, baby, 's gonna take a minute." he was being oh so lovely, as gently as he could as he pushed himself inside. he was almost at the end when his two hands came to grab at yours, pulling them flat above your head against the mattress. "'s gonna feel good."

as soon as carl pushed himself completely in, he was reminded to control himself.

his eyes fluttered shut. he'd been dreaming, fantasizing about this moment for too long. it took everything in him not to take you right there and then, fuck you into the mattress until there was nothing left of you. but he couldn't. your twisted up face was a reminder that while he was excited, he must take his time.

you were getting used to his length which was... a lot.

your own eyes were fluttering shut but they opened at the feeling of his dick leaving you, pulling out but just as you felt him almost leave, he rutted his hips right back in until his dick was fully inside again.

"fuck." he let out a grunt while you squeezed your face up with a noise.

you felt him move again, ready to slide out but your mind was too focused on the pain of it all. "carl, i don't―" you were cut off with an embarrassing moan as he pushed himself back inside.

suddenly, the pain feigned itself as pleasure.

the stinging stopped and you were met with a feeling you'd never quite felt before.

"there you go." his own breath was heavy as he repeated the action, this time quicker. "good girl, see 's not so bad?"

you could only nod with a moan. your eyes shut again and you willed your mouth closed.

carl began moving his hips rather quickly. all the running he'd been doing his whole life was finally beginning to pay off, his stamina was unheard of. you found yourself writhing beneath him, mouth almost sewn shut while he pushed in and out of you, his cock filling you up completely.

you began to get nervous, though. the sounds coming out of you were only going to get louder and the last thing you wanted to do was alert anyone downstairs what you and carl had been doing in his bedroom.

but like always, carl was ten steps ahead of you.

his hand entrapped both your hands above your head but he used his free one to trail downwards. you felt his hand move over your mouth, holding it closed while he pumped his dick in and out of you, watching as your eyes screwed shut in pleasure.

"oh, fuck, you're doin' so well, sweetheart." he did his best to keep up his praise, he loved watching your cheeks go pink and feeling your pussy tighten around his cock the minute the words 'good girl' left his lips. but it was hard to think of anything while being inside you.

your gummy walls kept him close, tightening around him. it was almost impossible to keep rutting in and out of you but he couldn't stop, he was like a starved man, addicted to your body. you were gushing at him, wetness creating a white creamy ring at the base of his cock.

your eyebrows were pinched, tears of only pleasure beginning to sting at your eyes.

he was leaning forward, one hand holding your wrists which so desperately wanted to throw themselves forward to paw at him. his other hand held itself tightly around your lips, your sounds were muffled against the skin but he kept his ear close, straining them to listen to the pretty sounds you could make.

you felt his entire weight on you and oddly enough, it made you impossibly more wet.

the feeling of him practically on top of you was surreal, you could feel the sheets beneath you go damp, you were making such a mess.

"'s right, angel, make a mess f'me, good girl." carl didn't seem to care. on the contrary, it was only motivating him further.

it was a sudden realization, he was fucking you. he'd been waiting for this moment for too long. it was everything he'd ever dreamed of. no, it was more.

a sharp cry from you was muffled by his hand but he knew what it meant. "someone's close again, huh?" you nodded so quickly, tears springing at your eyes while your mind seemed cloudy, blank even. you were gone completely and utterly dumb, you couldn't even think.

carl would be lying if he said he could last much longer.

he'd bathe in this feeling forever if he could but he could feel the knot in his stomach too, willing to unfold.

he was going to cum inside of you.

"fuck, that's it angel, doin' so good. wanna cum on my dick, huh?" his voice turned a little more high pitched, a neediness that you both shared, both searching for your highs. his lips quirked. "say please." he teased, knowing you couldn't utter a word.

you only whined against his hand, a whine telling him that you couldn't deal with his teasing, not now.

"come on, pretty, cum on my dick." and like every other time, you'd complied almost instantly.

he pushed his hand harshly against your mouth, roughly holding your head close to the mattress as he felt your walls squeeze against his length. you gushed, wetness pushing around his cock while he felt himself unfold at just the same time.

he fucked his cum into you as he rode out his high, curses and swears falling from his lips while your eyes rolled backwards, dumb and empty minded.

when he finished, all he could think was you.

"fuck." heavy breaths as his hands loosened against you, you took in heavy breaths as you could breathe again, his hand moving away and your wrists suddenly free. they fell on your waist, gently holding you so he could pull his dick free from your hole.

as he looked down, all he could see was both he and your cum mixing together, coating his dick and pouring out from your hole.

all he could say?

"holy fucking shit."

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[sturnlsstuff]

⸻ CHRIS FUCKING YOU WITH YOUR DILDO IN FRONT OF A MIRROR. . .

the air in the room was thick and electric, your moans were filling the room as you squirm around in chris's arms, trying to keep your focus on the mirror in front of you.

seeing your own reflection was making everything even more intense. your eyebrows were knitted together, mouth slightly opened as you gasp softly for air. but the hottest thing that was keeping you going, was being able to see what chris is doing to you.

the pink big dildo you usually use for your own night entertainment, was being thrusted in and out of your dripping pussy at an incredible speed. you and chris were both sat on the floor, you on his lap facing the mirror, with your legs spread wide, exposing yourself not only to his gaze, but to your own as well.

it's been the hottest thing you've ever experienced.

your hair was messy from running your hands through it, cheeks flushed, chest raising and falling quickly, and you were both embarrassed and desperate.

"look at that pretty pussy," he murmurs into your ear, his eyes locked on the mirror as well. chris was painfully hard just from pleasuring and watching you, and the feeling of his clothed dick poking your ass was making the situation even more intense. "all mine, hm?"

he pulls the toy out of your entrance, trailing it along your wetness before entering you back again, making your hips jerk forward slightly.

he tsks, his smirk growing wider, "stay still, mama."

you could only whimper in response, watching as the dildo disappears inside you again, so deep that it was hitting your g-spot. chris's free hand keeps playing with your nipple, loving the sounds you make whenever he pinches it.

"fuckin' drippin' for some pink ass toy... it's cute, actually. you like pretending this my dick when i ain't around? you cum harder with this fake shit? hm?" he tilts his head to the side, his breath hot against your ear. he pulls the dildo out slowly, then slams it back in, making you cry out and arch your back against him.

"f-fuck, chris...." you whimper pathetically, not daring to let your eyes flutter shut even if you barely could keep them opened. but you wanted to watch. wanted to see how he's ruining you with your own toy.

chris picks up the pace, making you clench around the dildo which almost makes him come right on the spot, especially with your ass perfectly brushing against his tip whenever you were moving on his lap. he could barely hold back.

"you're so fuckin' hot," he groans, watching you in the reflection, seeing how your pussy grips the toy with each thrust. it only makes him start fucking you harder, his hand still playing with your tits, sending shivers down your spine.

"chris, i can't— mmhph— holy shit...."

he grins, angling the toy to hit your g-spot more purposely now. "y'take it soooo well... " he mutters, his voice husky.

it feels like you might start seeing stars. you writhe against him, gripping his shoulder with one hand for any kind of support, eyes locked on yourself in the mirror. you don't even know for how long he's been doing this to you, but it felt like you might break anytime soon, especially with the wet squelching coming from you and the way your arousal was dripping down the dildo and your thighs.

"look how pretty you are, takin' it so deep..." he coos in your ear, moving his hand from your nipples to your clit, rubbing it in fast circles while he keeps thrusting the toy in and out of you. "you like watchin' y'self gettin' fucked out of your mind?" he increases the speed of his thrusts and the pressure on your clit, knowing you're close. he shifts under you, making his cock brush against your butt harder. "y'feel it? feel it rubbing up against you?"

"oh god... gonna— gonna cum, chris—" you whine, barely able to keep watching your reflection, your face contorts with pleasure, body trembles against his. it was overwhelming.

"c'mon mama, lemme see you come allllll over your pink little toy...." he says, his voice thick with lust.

you're a desperate mess at this point, moaning his name like your life depended on it, lifting your hips to feel the dildo even deeper. he keeps rubbing your clit, his lips finding their way to your neck, sucking and marking you all over to show everyone that you're his and his only. "suchhh a greedy pussy...." he mutters against your skin.

a final gasp leaves your mouth, your gummy walls squeezing the dildo like a vice as chris keeps his fast pace. your orgasm crashes over you like a wave, your fingers digging into chris's shoulder as you fight the urge to close your eyes. your gaze was on the mirror as well as chris's, watching how your lips are parted, letting out whimpers and moans, your hair sticking to your skin. "there you go, pretty..." he hums, loving how you're basically transfixed on your reflection. he keeps the toy shallowly thrusting, riding out your climax.

"good girl..." he praises, then moving the dildo out of you just to spread your folds with his fingers, letting you see your own release leaking out of you.

he presses another kiss to your shoulder, the smirk on his lips only widening when your eyes lock on his in the mirror. you're completely out of it.

"you ready to make the same mess on my cock now?"

© sturnlsstuff

[cyberlillies]

caleb + sylus + double gun play

cw: no explicit consent/dubcon, gun play, degradation, pissing/mentions of piss, gun scare, they're playing russian roulette in reader's body so yeah... you have been warned, no actual gore tho.

wc: ~1.1k

"hmm. feeling stuck?" sylus peered down at your teary face, a smirk lacing his lips. "go on, kitten, move. his gun or my gun?"

you hear a laugh behind you. "i think she likes mine better. she's already shaking her hips like a whore." caleb snickers, putting emphasis on the last word.

you were definitely stuck, body sprawled across the laps of the two men. your face remained in sylus's grasp, while your legs were held open by caleb. each had their precious guns in hand, which were now stuffed deep into your mouth and your cunt, the duo asking you to choose the better one.

you whined, their guns were thicker than you expected, stretching you out and making you gag. you were drooling from both holes, saliva dripping down the sides of your mouth while juices flowed from your abused pussy.

sylus tsked. "she's making such a mess." his pants were wet with your spit, you could see a dark patch right above where his cock should be.

"yes, she is. look." caleb swiped some of your juices, showing sylus the way it shined and formed strings between his fingers. "what a dirty girl. wonder how she tastes." he licked his fingers, tasting your arousal. "sweet. good thing i fed her all those apples, huh." his tone a bit too possessive for sylus's liking.

sylus growled impatiently. "don't get too ahead of yourself. she still hasn't chosen either of us."

the men turned their eyes to you lying fucked in a pool of your spit and juices. you squirmed in place, both men having trapped you in a tricky situation. you'd never known a discussion about weapons would lead to this.

"pipsqueak, come on." caleb chided. "it's getting rude now. choose one." he carefully rolled his wrist, causing the barrel of his gun to rub against your walls, making you feel the coldness of the metal on your warm insides.

you moan around sylus's gun, who takes this chance to push it deeper into your throat. your nose hit the trigger guard, the barrel reaching till your gag reflex. you held back your coughs, breathing deeply as sylus waited till you were relaxed enough to push again.

"tch. we've given her enough chances, don't you think?" sylus muses. "instead, why don't we show her how these guns work?"

"good idea." caleb smirked.

"one bullet in each gun. whoever gets to you first, wins." sylus holds your chin up, angling his gun to press into the top of your mouth. "you ready, kitten?"

you furiously shook your head. they wouldn't? would they?

"oh yes, we would." caleb speaks as if he had read your thoughts. his hand moved to press the gun further up your cunt, your walls clinging on for dear life as the tip of the gun grinded against your cervix. your hole closed up, trying to force him out but it worked the opposite — your pussy keeping him in place as he thrusted deeper.

"ready, sweetie?" sylus asked, a finger ready on the trigger. you whimpered, "mmhph- mhm, ngh, n-!"

you felt the click before you heard it. your body tensed up, fear constricting you, heart furiously pumping blood through your veins. no bullets went off, not in your mouth, not in your pussy. you were still alive.

"beginner's luck." sylus scoffed, displeased at having to compete another round with the smug colonel. caleb, on the other hand, was having the time of his life watching your hole flutter around his gun. "you're missing out on this view. she's trembling like a leaf. wouldn't be surprised if she pissed herself out of fear."

"i must see for myself." sylus's gun left your mouth. you took a deep breath while he settled between your legs. "move over. it's my turn with her." caleb would have objected, but he had better plans for you.

you were suddenly very empty, then you were full again. sylus wasted no time in burying his gun to the hilt, the lubrication from your spit helping him reach your core easily. "ah! no.. no..!" you cried out as you were manhandled into a position folding you into half, giving them unrestricted access to you.

caleb lined up his gun to your clit, rubbing fast circles as sylus lazily thrusted his. "ready for round two?" caleb didn't wait for your answer. "in three, two..."

"no.. please.. aah-fuck.. fuck!" you protested loudly.

"...one."

another series of clicks. nothing happened. except you squealing and sobbing fat tears down your face.

"aw, don't cry. you're only turning us on." caleb mocked you with a fake pout.

"should we stop teasing her?" sylus deliberately gave you false hope, watching your face light up as you nod manically. "just kidding. i'm not stopping till i win."

"please.. i'm sorry.. please." you beg forgiveness, unsure of your transgressions.

"sorry? for what, sweetie? aren't we just having a little fun?" sylus tilted his head, faking confusion.

"yeah, pipsqueak. isn't it fun? guessing whose gun goes off first?" you shake your head. no, it's not fun. "really? why are you dripping then? is it the fear? or are you secretly feeling good?"

"that can't be. she's too much of a goody shoes to feel good in such debauchery." sylus quipped.

you whined in desperation, shaking your hips in protest. "no..."

"no? no?" caleb pressed his gun harder into your clit. "what if i did this then?"

"don't..." your hands flailed around, trying to release yourself from their grip.

"stop struggling." you feel the hum of caleb's evol around you, threatening to hold you down. his lips reach to your ear, licking away at the stray tears. all the while sylus has been pounding into your poor hole, his finger ready on the trigger.

"ready? the probability of a real gunshot is quite high, pipsqueak." caleb tutted. "i'd be scared if i were you."

you shake your head, whimpering pleas of mercy as he holds up his hand, counting down from three fingers. two. one.

"bang."

terror enveloped you, enough to get you leaking all over their laps. you were too petrified to realise you had squirted all over them, peed all over them. the men groaned, feeling your hot release drip over their guns, soak into their clothes, make a mess.

"fuck, pipsqueak, you actually pissed yourself!" caleb laughed in disbelief. "a hunter being so terrified of guns? how did they let you in the association?"

"all the more she needs us to protect her." sylus added. "what if she pisses herself during a mission, huh? can't have you embarrass yourself like that, sweetheart."

"looks like we'll have to train you all night. fuck the fear of guns out of you, yeah?"

a/n: my applecrow i need them so bad... this was rushed as hell btw.

[starryylies]

Older bf! Simon loves buying you jewellery

Only to have you strip naked and stand infront of him.

While having everything taken off except your jewellery.

The cold metallic feel of gold touching your bare skin raising goosebumps on your chest,

Simon observes you intently as he sits on your bed, head laying back as he tries to hold in a perverted smirk.

“Come to daddy princess”

His deep voice rumbling in your chest as you walk towards him, sitting on his lap.

Your naked pussy touches his clothed dick,

Instinctively rubbing against it as you let out a soft moan.

“Give yr’ old man a show luv, rub yr’self dumb on me”

So you comply,

Rubbing yourself on his clothed cock while his mouth latches onto your tits, his stubble tickling your skin.

“Mmhph siii, ‘s feelin’ so good, m so wet ahfuck I wanna cum daddy.”

“Daddy lemme cum”

You whine out mindlessly

the stark contrast of him being fully clothed and you being naked with only the necklace he bought you pushed him to the edge as he starts to grind against your dripping pussy as well

Quickly unzipping his pants and inserting himself inside you

“Good fuckin’ girl, my lil baby’s takin daddy’s cock so well” he groans out

Wet sounds of skin slapping fill the room as he starts to reach his high.

“Ohh fuck baby m gonna cum, fuckk ’m close. Wanna paint your pretty tits with my seed.”

pulling his member out he quickly lays you down and cums all over your tits,

White drops of cum lacing your pretty nipples and the necklace you bought, droplets of cum falling off of it like diamonds.

[divinecrimson]

KNOW THAT IT AINT REAL CHERRY?- (candy) Doja cat

WARNINGS- smut vaginal sex, intimate, rough sex, private sex, mentions of menacing comparison, squirting, mocking, teasing, mentions of violence (slapping, eating/ devour)

JJK HEADCANNONS (MDNI)

Based off of these two Twitter links 1 2

“Mmmh baby” you moaned, thighs flexing on his shoulders. Every single back and forth drive of his perfectly toned hips sent your pretty cunt into a spiral. Clenching, leaking, even screaming out his name in wet gushy sounds.

“Fuckk right there~” he chuckled at your announcement. His sculpted pecs vibrating. You were telling him like he didn’t know. Like he couldn’t feel the difference in texture inside your pussy. The soft but hard part of your pussy.

“Mmh right…here?” He asked slamming inside, his abs tensing with the sheer force of his cock driving into every, single, corner of your pussy. You just couldn’t take it anymore.

As if your hips had a mind of its own, you scooted a little, the pleasure spiking up your legs. Like a jolt of fire coursing from your core to your toes. “T-too muc-!” Within a second, his pulled you back by your legs slamming you onto his cock like a bowling ball to a pin.

“You said you could take it, what’s going on now hmm?” His free hand reached up to press down on the middle of your pelvis, right below your bellybutton. “Feel me?” And you would nod, make a noise, even shudder to let him know that you indeed, did feel him but you couldn’t.

His big warm hand pressing down a little harder this time, the heat from his hand tickling your body gently.

“Mmhph-!” The utterly menacing smile that crossed his face could only be summed up to a pause. The air felt thick, he seemed like he would eat you up. He was in many ways but more so in a way that would leave you jerking.

“Ohhhh” you gasped when he spread your left leg to the side keeping your right on his shoulder, his fat tip hitting the edge of your cervix. “Oh?” The corner of his lips turning into a small smirk. He let out a noise of approval, his hips rolling perfectly as he looked down at you. His hair slightly covering his face.

He just loves to mock your little noises, he did it very well too. Ruining you for anyone else. “I’m gonna- c!” Just then his cock twitched, thighs flexing with the urge to hold back and watch you lose yourself in your orgasm. To see his gorgeous girl cum on his fat cock.

To watch that gushy pussy smear juices only you could make on his pretty dick. “Oh really? You gone cum for me..baby?” You should slap him. You wanted to.

There were so many reasons why. He was digging your pussy out like a groundhog to a hole. That stupid smirk on his face as he taunted you. The dumb way he made sure his cock rubbed the upper walls of your velvet pussy knowing he was gonna make you squirt.

Endless possibilities on just how much he was ruining you. “Shitttt” you almost missed the ways his eyes seemed dazed, like he was trying to prevent them from going crossed. “There you go, good job”

Before you could stop it, your walls fluttered, hands reaching up to hold onto his shoulders as you came. “Take it.” The shocks firing up your body causing you to grip his cock, making sure he couldn’t run. “Ugh-! Yessss!”

He knew this would be a long night, no other person made his cock feel like it was going to melt off. “We ain’t done.”

[frankenstein-ate-my-left-shoe]

perhaps no. 24 to dust of some of those cobwebs🤔

nebulaoz also suggested this one!

steddie | M | 559 | sensitive

The first time it happened, Steve wasn’t even quite sure it had; Eddie’s lips brushing up against his ear when he leaned in for what seemed like the hundredth time that night, that movie, to tell him some sort of factoid about how an effect was created, what lines were improvised, yadda yadda.

All Steve knew was that his ears burned hot the rest of the night. Sure, his cheeks were a little toasty from the alcohol, but it was his ears that could turn glass into sand or whatever.

But the second time?

After the increased flirting, the confession, the first date, the first kiss?

He knew for sure it had happened the first time.

Because when it happened this time, it affected him even more.

This time, to his complete and utter embarrassment, he’d moaned about it.

Eddie was in his lap on the couch, the pizza and beers of their second date all but abandoned, and Eddie’s lips brushing against the skin of his ear was what brought his dick from half hard and getting harder to rock fucking solid.

The huff of breath and hint of teeth didn’t help things, “Do you like that, baby?” Eddie whispers, grinding down on Steve’s obvious interest.

“Fuck~ yeah, I really do.”

This time, Eddie bites softly, dragging his teeth down his lobe, “I can tell,” there’s a smile in his voice, “Your ears are bright red.”

“Hmmph– hah~ Shut up.” he manages to say, squirming under Eddie’s weight.

Eddie continues to attack his ear, kissing and biting and pulling…and Steve tries his damndest to form words.

“You did it once befor-or-ore..” he manages to stutter out, “Before I asked you out.”

“Is that so?” Eddie purrs, mercifully moving down to his neck

“Yeah.. we were watching a movie or something, you did it accidentally and I couldn’t stop thinking about it.”

“Hmm..” Eddie hums into his neck, kissing slowly back up.

He’s got to have some kind of magic mouth, because as soon as he reaches his ear again, barely even breathes on it, Steve starts to spill his guts. “And I couldn’t stop thinking about doing this, mmhph, getting you in my lap, getting inside you and letting you do whatever you wanted to me.”

Eddie groans into his ear, and Steve keeps going, squeezing his ass and rutting up into him the best he could through his jeans, “I’d get you ready, sit you down, and hold on for the ride.”

For a moment, Steve thinks he’s broken him. Eddie sits frozen on his lap.

He’s no longer treating Steve to his ministrations, barely even breathing, “Eddie?”

Suddenly, Eddie is scrambling off him, largely tripping over his own feet as he tries to get to the stairs while trying to take his socks and shirt off at the same time.

“Ed–?”

“Hurry it up, Harrington! And don’t say anything else. I Can’t trust you to– fuck– (he’d bumped into the wall with his hip, shirt still over his head), “To not say anything that’ll make me bust on the spot so–” he finally gets his shirt off, “You comin’ or what?”

Steve blinks once at the space Eddie had just occupied, the latter already on his way up the stairs, before he hops up off the couch and follows with a mumbled “I sure hope so…”

this is irt this post!

[erosmutt]

hi pookie 🫦 I don't know if you're currently taking requests, so feel free to ignore this if you're not

but I'm ovulating and I trust you to answer this better than anyone else 😌

do you think Hayden eats 🐱 or is he one of those guys that maybe only does it as an obligation or doesn't do it at all?

and while we're here, can you do a drabble of sorts of him giving and receiving and what that would look like 🫶🏼

oh god this is such a good ask. i'm glad you trust me anon! i most definitely will give you what you ask for!

⠀★⠀⠀─⠀⠀WRITTEN BY EROSMUTT 25.02.19

Hayden eats pussy not to pleasure his partner, but to pleasure himself. He absolutely adores just lazily eating your pussy. He'll lay between your legs, rubbing your thighs as he devours your cunt, moaning at the taste of you. He doesn't care - in the morning after you've just woken up, at night before you go to sleep, after the two of you come back from a walk, while you're on your period, it doesn't matter. Sometimes, he'll even have you sit on his face.

Muffled moans and sloppy squelching echo through the room, joining the sound of the TV in the bedroom. One of your hands is tangled in his curls, the other gripping the sheets as you writhe beneath him. Hayden moans against your cunt, his strong arms wrapped around your thighs, holding you against him as he kneels on the carpet at the foot of the bed.

"Mmhph," he moans against you, pulling away for air. You look down and gasp at the sight of his lower face covered in your essence and his saliva, the mixture glistening in his scruff as it catches the light. "Hayden," you begin in a murmur. "wipe your face." He looks up at you with a mock pout. "Why?" He asks, licking his lips before going right back to it, one hand letting go of your thigh to reach down and palm himself.

Hayden groans as you give his hair a tug, and the vibrations against your clit makes you whine and buck your hips up. "Shit, Hay," you gasp, grinding your cunt up against his face. He smiles against you, tongue lapping at your wet hole before teasing and pushing in as far as it'll go. He pulls you closer, if possible, and buries his face in your pussy, moving his head back and forth as he tongue-fucks your cunt, nose brushing against your clit.

He pulls back with a gasp, fumbling with the drawstring on his sweatpants before standing up, his cock bouncing free as he tugs them down. "C'mere baby, on your knees," he says hurriedly. You shift off the bed, slinking to your knees before opening your mouth expectantly. He spits down onto his hand and rubs it onto his cock before pressing his tip against your tongue. He leans down a bit, caressing your face gently. "Taste yourself," he murmurs before spitting down onto your tongue, making you giggle and shut your eyes.

You open your mouth again, eagerly taking his dick in your mouth, a hand coming up and wrapping around the rest of his shaft that you can't fit in your mouth. Hayden tangles his hands in your hair, guiding you, but not too roughly. "Don't go too fast," he rasps. "slow it down, go at your own pace." So sweet, still thinking about your comfort over his. "Shit," he whispers, working his hips into your mouth. "just like that."

[starryeyedwolves]

A Mess

James prided himself on being an understanding friend. A supportive friend. A nonjudgmental friend.

But this?

This was a step too far.

He had seen many things in his years of living with Sirius, things that no sane person should ever have to witness. He had seen him attempt to seduce the mirror in the boys' dormitory. He had seen him try to wrestle a raccoon and lose. He had even once—once—walked in on Sirius and Remus snogging so enthusiastically that Remus nearly fell off the bed.

But this was new.

James stood frozen in the doorway of the Gryffindor dormitory, staring at what could only be described as a biological catastrophe. A horrific fusion of Sirius and Remus.

It was impossible to tell where one of them ended and the other began.

A foot was tangled in a mess of dark curls. An elbow was jabbing into someone's ribs, though whose ribs they belonged to was unclear. One of them James thought it might be Remus, had a hand flopped over Sirius' face, fingers twitching as if in some kind of terrible, disjointed dance. Sirius, meanwhile, had an arm hooked around Remus' waist in a way that suggested either a deep, protective instinct or an unconscious attempt to strangle him in his sleep. Their legs were so tangled that James wasn't entirely sure either of them still had working circulation.

They looked like they had fallen asleep mid-battle.

James took a step forward, trying to discern some sort of logic to their positioning. There was none.

"Right," he muttered to himself, rubbing a hand over his face. "So this is my life now."

At that moment, Remus let out a soft snore, shifting slightly—and in doing so, his knee slammed into Sirius' stomach.

"Oof!" Sirius grunted, flailing blindly in response and smacking Remus in the face with his own arm.

"Mmhph," Remus grumbled sleepily, pushing at Sirius’ head without much coordination.

"Geroff," Sirius mumbled into the mattress, attempting to roll away but somehow only making their entanglement worse.

James watched in horrified fascination as, instead of successfully untangling, they somehow ended up even more intertwined.

"Are you trying to become a human pretzel?" James asked loudly, because, honestly, someone needed to say it.

There was a long pause.

Then, very slowly, Sirius cracked open one bleary eye. He blinked at James, his brain clearly struggling to boot up.

"Prongs?" he croaked, voice thick with sleep.

"Yes, it's me," James said, crossing his arms. "The poor sod who just walked in on this monstrosity."

Sirius stared at him for a moment, then let his gaze wander down to his own position—his head half-buried in Remus' stomach, one of Remus' arms draped over his face, both of them in a complete mess of limbs.

"Ah," Sirius said finally, as if just realizing the absurdity of the situation. He blinked. "Remus is the big spoon."

James made a strangled noise. "That’s what you’re focusing on?"

"Correction," came Remus’ voice, muffled but dry. "Neither of us is the big spoon."

James groaned. "That’s disgusting."

Sirius, still seemingly half-asleep, grinned. "You're just jealous."

James rolled his eyes and turned for the door. "I'm leaving before I have to witness you two suffocate each other to death."

"Goodnight, Prongs," Remus murmured, already settling back into the mess.

"Yeah, yeah, just—try not to break any bones in your sleep."

As James shut the door behind him, he could still hear Sirius muttering sleepily.

[polkadotzzzz]

POST HANGE FIC PLEAAAASE PLEAAASE IM ON MY KNEES

a/n: yk what? i will i love them sooo much <3

hange vs tits

it started like everything with hange did—stupidly.

they were perched on your lap, half-naked and smirking, glasses slightly askew, eyes lit with mischief. their hands were already on your tits, squeezing them like stress balls, murmuring something about “structural integrity” and “buoyancy under pressure.”

“i bet,” they said, voice teasing, “i could wrestle these into submission.”

you raised a brow. “my boobs?”

“your titties, yes. these glorious, heavy, perfect weapons of mass destruction.”

you snorted. “and what, you think you’d win?”

“oh, i know i’d win. i’ve survived titans. i can survive you.”

spoiler: they could not.

they lunged at you dramatically, trying to pin one breast down with their forearm—like they thought this was a sanctioned match—and you just shifted, letting your chest smother them right across the face.

“mmhph—!”

the muffled sound that came from beneath your tits was delightful. they flailed, arms weakly smacking your hips, glasses flying somewhere onto the floor, and you just laughed as you leaned into it, grinding your chest down harder.

“still think you’ve got this, genius?”

they pulled back just long enough to gasp, “unfair advantage! they’re too soft! too warm! i wasn’t prepared!”

“sounds like you’re losing, babe.”

and you were right. because every time they tried to lift their head, you trapped them between them again—your soft flesh swallowing them whole. their moans were downright pornographic, hands gripping your thighs now instead of fighting back.

“fuck,” they whimpered when you finally let them breathe. “i—god—okay. i surrender. you win. you win with your god-tier tits.”

“you’re damn right i do.”

they blinked up at you, sweat-slick and dazed, glasses gone, hair wild. “so, um. just to be clear. do i get, like, a consolation prize?”

you grabbed them by the hair and shoved their face right back between them. “you get seconds.”

and hange? hange went happily.

[cvrqto]

fucking rivals

mdni

warnings: creampie, rivals turned fuck-buddies(?), riding, smut, f. reader, sneaky sex & i think that’s it.

ok bai

“satoru, why the fuck are you here?” your face twisted up, taking long strides towards him. he was currently leaned over into a chemistry book.

“studying…?” he sighs and sits up. “thought that was obvious.”

“well, no shit,” you crossed your arms—biting the inside of your cheek as you shifted on your feet.

“i told you i was going to be in here today,” your head tilts sideways, leaning forward towards him.

he looks up at you—paused, taking in all your features. a growing tent started to form in his pants.

have you always been this pretty?

“earth to satoru, helloo,” you snapped in his face—he swatted you away.

“stop staring at me like some kind of idiot,” he adjusted in his seat awkwardly—trying not to give away that he was painfully hard right now, just from seeing your face.

“well, you got hard because of this idiot,” you smirk—leaning down to his ear to whisper in it.

his eyes shoot open. “what are you talking about?” his hands instantly coming up to his ears to shield it.

“it’s painfully obvious, look at it.” you look down at the mound that was now just sitting there in his pants. he was silent—embarrassed not knowing what to do.

“let’s just forget about our ‘rivalry’ just for tonight, we both need a break, yeah?” you whisper—sitting your stuff down on the table as you climbed on top of him, his pulse racing.

is that how you ended up fucking yourself(and him) senseless on your so called rival?

“y/n—oh god—please.” the grip he had on your hips was bruising. every time you rolled your hips he suddenly forgot how to breathe.

“p-please what?” you breathed—your hand covered his mouth, not wanting him to get so loud because you two were still in a library.

his watery eyes never leaving yours—he moaned into your hand everytime you sank down. the stretch was slow and intense, the fullness made you shiver.

“do you li—fuck—like seeing me take you?” you began to grind down harder. he whimpered into your hand—nails digging into your thigh as he shook his head—nothing was processing in his brain but you. you watched his face contort in pleasure and disbelief.

who would’ve believed he would’ve been fucking his long time rival (crush)?

you paused for a moment, letting him feel everything. his hips helplessly bucked up trying to chase—something. then you rolled your hips again—smoothly.

“mmhph—satoru!” your head fell on his shoulder, you decided to bite a mark into his shoulder —giving him something to remember this night. grounding him, you placed your hands flat on his chest setting the place.

he bit his lip—trying to silence his moans.

“let them h-hear.” you licked the mark you just made—soothing it.

“god you feel so—“ his head tilted back in his chair, his muscles in his arms twitching as he fought the urge to just take over.

you cut him off with a kiss, swallowing his words—your moans tangled together as the pace grew frantic. his orgasm was close—the way he twitched inside of you, his knuckles turning white from gripping onto the wooden chair.

“y/n—oh my god—g-get off,” he grunts, his hands on your hips—but you didn’t stop instead you kept going.

“look at me when you cum.” you demanded grinding your hips forward.

he locked eyes with you, mouth falling apart as he spilled into you.

“fuck—fuck—fuck—ah!” his eyes shut closed as he was forced into overstimulation because you didn’t stop until you came undone.

both of your fluids now stained his pants.

when silence settled, all he could do is stare up at you—still dazed.

“studying,” you said with a smirk, brushing his hair back, “looks good on you.”

uh idk if it’s errors in here :s

[grapenamjams]

Headlock

Characters: Nirei akihiko x fem. Reader

Genre: NSFW

Contains: aged up characters, oral f. Receiving, Msub, M. Masturbation, mutual orgasm, over sensitivity, pet name sweetie used for Nirei, my boy whines and begs for it

A/N: work inspired by this NSFW artwork on X

💛📒Start here 📒💛

“Your notes really are detailed!” Your eyes skim over Nirei’s entres laid out infront of you on the bed. “diet, blood type and everything. You really are thorough, Arnt you?” truthfully impressed by your boyfriend’s meticulous mind. However your voice comes out teasing.

your sweet golden haired boyfriend who let you peek at his notes, is currently busy between your thighs, tongue worshiping you with practiced dedication as you read. sitting on the floor with his head back resting on the edge of his bed. letting you completely straddle his face. Leaving his hands to stroke himself. Pretty Flushed head providing him an impressive amount of precum to use on his gracefully hard dick. His fits alternating from quick strokes to elongated ones. Trying to not come on the spot. Heck he almost did, when you pulled down your panties. His eyes wide and body already throbbing with need for release.

“Mmhph!” Nirei moans a response to your question, word smothered against you.

his head is full of you, literally. Your soft thighs caging his head in so he couldn’t move, though that’s the last thing he would want right now. He mewls under you. His jaw tilts up sliding his tongue up your entire slit and sucks your clit. Your sweet taste and scent filling up his already dazed out mind.

Your hold tightens on the notebook, not helping but moan at his actions.

flipping the page, Your body pulsating with desire. The new page has a headline that makes you curious. “headlocks? neckscissors?” Eyes beginning to skim down the bulleted points before you feel Nirei place a hand at the back of your thigh. Pulling away from you with a gasp.

His breathing is ragged as he tries to compose himself just enough to speak. His other hand on the base of his twitching cock. He didn’t want to stop but he couldn’t help the excitement that went through his fogged up brain at a chance to explain.

“T-there moves done by wrapping one’s legs around an opponent's head…” he nuzzles into your thigh a little shy at how he’s actually explaining this to you right now. Below your throbbing core. “L-like the Figure-four necklock! wh-which is-um a useful technique used to place someone into… s-submission…” his voice wavers at the end becoming breathy. The word on his tongue making him flustered. Squeezing your plush thigh a small whimper escapes him. The position he’s in similar to what he had just described.

“Hm? Who knew Wrestling could be…kinky” Closing the notebook and tossing it gently aside. You say with playfulness.

If you could see his face, you would see his already pink cheeks deepen to a shade of red with his stammering. “I meant- it’s not like that! I-I t’s another way to say…they…tap out or g-give up…in a match”

Nirei bits his bottom lip, his gaze looking up at the dripping sight before him. his breath hitching. And just by that sight alone his Brain throws out anything remotely akin to fighting facts and data. The need to have you on his mouth again returns like a roaring wave. Like the buzzing feeling he gets when he needs to write a new fact down. With a shuddering whine turning gasp. he begins to stroke himself carefully again. Hips jutting out in protest to him having paused. Body quivering with pleasure as he continues to stare. Mouth watering.

“Do you want to tap out?” Your soft voice cuts in. He can’t see the tilt in the corner of your mouth. The words Making his heart drop, a sense of desperation starting to claw in his chest at a such world ending thought.

Nirei shakes his head fervently “no! N-no I want to stay” his hand on your thigh moves and tugs you gently down in supplication. “Please l-let me continue..please?”

How could you deny your boyfriend when he implores so sweetly, who’s literally aching for you?

His admit side peeking through with a whine “C’mon~ Please-MMMPH!” he moans loudly when you sit back down on his pleading mouth. the vibrations of the sounds going up your body in such a manner that has you clutching the sheets.

“Mmmm- mphank you-thank you” he breathes against you between each kiss and slurp to your heat. His thumb plays with his head making him a mess of cute moans and whines under you.

His hot tongue continues to work on you, pressing and rubbing fast on your clit having you lose your breath. Filling his mental notes of you and what makes you shudder above him. Wanting to know more, needing to have every detail of you and your body memorized.

Your own moans adding to the lewd noises filling up his bedroom. Ones he wishes would get trapped in the walls. So he could be able to hear them night after night when he’s alone rutting against his sheets, with a flushed face of embarrassment.

Now, feeling your hips rock harder against his face Nirei Lolling his tongue flat lets you use him. Along With this action, he fists his cock faster. His legs quivering, and his hips bucking up into his hand helplessly. Body begging him for release.

He dosnt dare to separate his mouth from your sweet essence to inform you. Not now. Not ever, when he’s giving you so much pleasure, knowing your close too. hearing your praises, his name forming from the tendrils of your breathless gasps. It Fills him up with such ecstasy, and if it weren’t for you, he’d forget his own name in these moments.

You can tell hes on the edge by the unrestrained flow of whines and moans. His hand gripping your thigh, clutching onto you like your his source of sanity. Pushing his head impossibly further into you.

Hearing your encouragement to come. Nirei’s brain shuts off after your permission. his body assuming control of him, his hand a blur on himself and he comes with a muffled cry. His release spurting onto his stomach and chest messily.

He rubs and sucks your clit as His body trembles with overwhelmed pleasure under you. Having you follow him over the edge soon after. Clutching the sheets as your hips still trying not to crush his head.

Praises for him fall from your lips as Nirei cleans you up with a grateful sigh. Completely enveloped in you and your words was his heaven.

“Sweetie- I’m s-sensitive~” your voice pitches higher feeling his tongue slow down but continue to caress your heat reverently.

“Don’t wanna be done though…” words mumbled, kissing your folds. The embers of his desire long from snuffing out.

Before you could protest again. Your sweet boyfriend who mostly studies marital arts from afar. Effortlessly, flips you on your back in one swift move that would make any Shifu proud.

Pulling you to the edge of the bed where he now kneels on his floor. Nirei meets your surprised eyes with his. Seeing the amusement in his blissed out eyes swirl around. He keeps them locked on you as he presses his glistening lips to the inside of your thigh. Arms under them, hands tightly closed on your flesh keeping you open for his wanting mouth.

Your chest moves with shaky breathes never knowing he could be this insatiable for you. As if reading your expression he presses a kiss above your once again throbbing center.

“Y-You said it yourself…I’m thorough in…everything” his voice mummers in a breath. “There’s still notes I need to take…” his Eyes analyze the way your head falls back and your back arches in response to his eager mouth.

[princessbrunette]

jj would rub your pussy while youre sleepy just right over your panties so you get relaxed and comfy - 🐰

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pushing your sleepy drooly mouth against his arm as he slowly works your clit in circles over the soft cotton of your panties, humming low in his chest at the way you melt against him, eyes fluttering shut with a barely there moan.

“theeere she is. think i found your off button, babydoll.” he smiles quietly by your ear, peering down at the way your thighs have fallen apart for him.

“mmhph…” is all your can manage in your state, but he understands anyway — knowing you want him to keep going just like that. luckily, jj has plenty of practice and his fingers don’t ever get tired of making you feel all nice like this.

“each to their own i guess. some people need rain sounds to get to sleep. my girl needs to get her panties all sticky to get a full eight hours. everyone’s got their thing.”

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[writingoddess1125]

I am your Biggest Fan~ Pt. 2

WARNINGS: NON-Con, $mut, Face-Fuck, Spit as Lube, Hair Pulling, Dom!Buggy, Unprotected sex, DEAD-DOVE, Tsundare Buggy

Dirty Nasty $mut is below. Be warned ⚠️

I may have went overboard with the length- Also my first time writing $mut! Please tell me how I did and what you'd like to see next!

Buggy the Clown x GN Reader

Part 1: Biggest Fan Pt. 1

Buggy grinned as he stared down at (Y/N) keeping barely any space between the two of them as he bit up and down their neck. Listening to the mild hisses in pain and whimpers of fear- It was too sexy for him and made him want more.

"Captian!" A loud voice sounded making he growl and turn to see Cabaji. Holding his blades with some blood smeared on his face and costume.

"What do you want!?" Buggy Hissed in irritation.

"Sir, We have almost finished with the village. The Marines are sure to be informed" Ah right- this was a small village it wouldn't haven't taken long to pillage the place.

Buggy opened his mouth to speak but ended up getting a hard hit to his mouth as (Y/N) Slipped under his arms and tried to run. Buggy grabbing them by their hair with lightning fast reflexes yanking them back towards him- ignoring their cry for pain. Buggy growled at this as he glared down at (Y/N) before sighing-

"We set sail then, Get a move on!

He yelled at his first mate who nodded and dashed away to echo orders. Buggy gave a low chuckle at the performer, gripping their hair harder.

"Ill let you get that one for free since youre so damn cute Doll~ But looks like we are gonna have to rush our little act back to the Red Top~!"

He said cheerfully, her personality like a rubber ball constantly changing as he harshly flung them to the floor. Watching them trying to scramble for a quick second before he placed his boot on their back to pin them before looking around to for something to restrain them with. His eyes landing on the satin ribbons from the show. Snatching them quickly.

"Oh don't you love the irony~"

He grinned as he overpowered them with ease and tied the satin ribbons tightly around their hands and ankles.

"Let me go! YOU CANT DONT THIS YOU DIRTY PIR- MMHPH!"

They squealed as he shoved one of their lace fabrics into their mouth. Smirking at the sight and fluffing himself as a job well done. Quickly at the sound of the fire he grabbed the performer and tossed them over his shoulder, making sure to give their exposed ass a nice hard smack. Which earned him a angry squeal, before he took off.

Running out of the blood soaked bar and to the streets- It looked like what sidewalks in hell must. Blood, broken glass, fire and bodies- bodies of those who wouldn't be able to handle the long road of the show biz or audience left like animals on the street. (Y/N) screams muffled through the lace gag as they witnessed the carnage. Buggy laughing maniacally as he ran through those streets, sliding in the blood comically like this was another one of his performances. Seeing his crew rip the jewelry from the necks of people before either killing them or tightening harsh shackles to them.

Buggy skipped down the street till he reached his ship, Watching the new group of audience members being herded in like cattle to their final resting spots their seats. (Y/N) at this point sobbing as they were hauled away from the horror down to the Captian's room and tossed roughly on the large bed.

"Whoo! Just what I needed to get my Mojo back in seemed- Really got a full house this time!~"

He laughed, Taking off his hat and kicking his bloody boots off. Looking to (Y/N) and their pathetic form on his bed, shaking and with tears running down their cheeks

"Awww~ Baby No, No crying. I wanted to run that mascara a different way... tsk.. So messy"

The Captian grumbled, Grabbing his own little makeup bag and a hanky. He smiled down at them as he crawled towards them on the bed, Sitting before them making sure they were pinned with his legs as he chuckled at the sight of them under him. 'So cute'

He hummed as he wiped their tears away before opening the makeup bag.

"Now if you keep crying, I'm gonna have to keep doing your makeup all over again! And that's really gonna piss me off- So lets stop thay crying~"

Buggy said the last part darkly, (Y/N) staring up at Jim with pure terror as he smirked at the sight but nodded shakily. Sniffling through the lace gag as they tried to stop the tears from flowing.

"Good~ Very good sweetheart"

Carefully he reapplied the mascara and touched up the eyeshadow with what he owned which wasn't much. He pulled the lace gag from their lips and held their cheeks tightly with one hand and a firm grip

"Now stay still for this~"

He hummed, pulling out his favorite red and painted their lips perfectly. A wide grin playing as he saw his finished work, Placing another love bite to his newest toys neck but this time sinking deeper then before making (Y/N) cry out in pain as he broke skin. Pulling back to lick the blood from his teeth as he saw the mark.

"P-Please let me go- I don-"

He grabbed their face again (Y/N) flinching from his touch as he reached forward to fix their hair so they looked perfect.

"I-I don't want this- Please let me go- I'm begging"

Buggy almost rolled his eyes- if it wasn't for how adorable they were he would have slit their throat for how pathetic they sounded.

"Listen, Just so we are clear~ I am letting you live as MY plaything it's either this or I slit your throat and throw you overboard and I reeaalllyyy like you so I'd rather not waste such a pretty face"

He said with a smirk, watching the gears in the performers face as they realized the situation they were in. Giggling at the sight of realizing they didn't really have a choice, which was perfect. Reaching down to pull at the ankle restraints, tossing one peice of the satin ribbons to the side. However keeping the wrist one.

"Now nod if you understand-"

(Y/N) left their stomach sink- This was it... they either be this manic clowns play toy or end up like the poor villagers- in those shackles or worse.. They nodded shakily, Trying to hold back the want of breaking into sobs. Buggy clapped his hand happily and smiled brightly, those watercolor eyes swimming with pure joy at them understanding and in his mind agreeing- He kisses their cheek at this like a mock lovers and ran his hands down their form with a excited glee.

"You're perfect, I knew you were from the moment I laid eyes on you- So pretty and talented. And best of all you haven't even stared at my nose! I hate it when people do that, yet you never did... My name is Buggy.. Captian Buggy. I wanna hear you say it-"

He said happily, locking eyes with them again with his twisted smile. A unnatural yet beautiful smile on his lips as he stared at them.

"B-Buggy.. Captian Buggy"

They whispered back which earned another kiss to the cheek. His eyes racking their form as they sat there, one pasty on their chest, the remains of their costume with the added satin ribbons. He couldn't help but get aroused by their appearance again, chuckling darkly as he stared at them. Without saying a word he grabbed them roughly by the shoulders and pulled them off the bed, Setting them on their knees as he sat infront of.

(Y/N) Looked up at him with wide eyes, noticing the large tenting in his pants as he sat infront of her. It didn't take a genius to figure out what he wanted.. Buggy chuckled as he admired (Y/N) for a moment longer before undoing his pants- Cackling as his as his cock sprung out of his pants like a spring.

"Pop Goes the Weasal~!"

Buggy cock like the rest of him was large and unruly, the head a deep pink with a base of deep blue curls. (Y/N) looked up at Buggy again, seeing him smirking at their expression of seeing this part of him.

"Don't be shy now~"

(Y/N) nodded softly, giving a small tug on the restraints for a second of hope however there was no give so that was that- Leaning forward they parted their lips and took Buggy fully into their mouth.

Their nose brushing against the unkempt blue curls as they carefully ran their tongue over the organ. Buggy grumbling out gentle moans as he stared down at them, his pupils blown up with desire as he watched them. Laying kitten licks down his cock and coming back up to gently suck on the tip of his cock, While it felt delightful Buggy was greedy and of course- Wanted more~

Grabbing their hair harshly and smiling as he slammed them down fully on his dick, feeling them squeak and gag in shock. Setting his own pace as he roughly forced their head to bob at unnatural speeds, Moaning out roughly as he did so. His hips starting to thrust into (Y/N) mouth, enjoying the sound of the mild gagging and noises escaping (Y/N).

He looked down and saw with joy the beautiful mess he had created- (Y/N) face was red with tears, messy mascara running down their cheeks and their hair a tangled mess in his gloved hands- But it was their mouth. Oh those dirty lips wrapped around his cock staining it red with lipstick that damn near made his cum right then and there.

Yanking them off his dick he watched them struggle to catch their breath, a delicate mix of his precum laying on their tongue and mix. While (Y/N) looked up at him with those watery eyes that made him burn. In his eyes they looked like a masterpiece.

"Fuck~ I don't think I can last long with you looking like that~ Guess we gotta rush the performance Baby!~"

He cackled as he quickly pulled them up to their feet by their hair smiling at the sob that broke through them. Quickly he pushed bent them over the mattress, Smirking as he made sure to tighten the satin wrist restraints and smiled.

(Y/N) panted hard, they felt their face pressed into the plush bedding of the mattress and their eyes widened as the peices started to fall into place. Glancing back as they saw Buggy undoing his shirt fully and Tossing it to the side, As well as taking off the bandana that held his hair up. Letting it fall lose down his back with a relaxed sigh before meeting the gaze of (Y/N) again with a crooked smile.

Like the survival instincts kicked back in they scrambled against the bed trying to squirm away and kicked their legs wildly. Buggy cackled and presses his lower half against their ass essentially pinning them- Using his legs to trap their own against the wooden bed frame.

"N-NO! Wait-t!"

They sobbed out but Buggy was quick in grabbing their hair again and yanking their head back.

"Now Now Now let's not make a fuss!~ I do think we've already crossed the line of no return"

He said with a laugh, using his free hand to grab their ass and pulled to give himself a nice view an access. Forgetting he hadn't removed the thong from them yet- however no matter!~ he used his thumb to move the fabric aside and grinned, 'So smart!' Ignoring the squirming from the performer begging and trying to escape he spit at the open hole before him with a grin before positioning himself.

"Good enough~"

Purring as he started to inch his way in. (Y/N) choked back a cry as they left him inch his way in, He was too large- Unfairly so! It felt like they were being split in half. That toe curling pain that borders on pleasure shot through their body as air seemed to evade their lungs.

"That's it... Fuck"

Buggy growled out from above them, Grunting as he slammed the last of himself into them having grown inpatient to wait anymore. His hands left their hair, instead positioning themselves on their hips, feeling the dig of his gloved hands into the soft bruised flesh. With barely any time to fully adjust he started to move-

A deep growl rumbled through his chest as he started to speed up the time of his thrust, (Y/N) felt hot like liquid fire was being drawed from their core from the forced pleasure pulling our rugged breathless moans as if they had been made for that sole purpose. A broken chores of moans and groans leaving their bruised lips at Buggys ruthless pace, Buggy moaned out loudly as he felt them tightening around him his hips starting to shudder.

(Y/N) babbling out incoherent moans and whimpers at the harshness of the thrust and the feeling of a orgasm so close to breaking through them.

"F-Fuck Fuck!"

He roared out, Slamming himself harder into them with a thundering speed. Pressing his chest against their back as he panted in their ear, his blue locks edged with sweat sticking to his forehead and fanning around (Y/N) as they screamed out moans- fresh tears running down their cheeks staining the mattress below as a forced orgasm ripped through their form- their body quaking from the force of the orgasm that shot through their body- Buggy grunting loudly as he slammed himself into them fully and came.

Buggy panted hard afterwards, Releasing their bruised hip and pushing how blue locks from his face. A series of panted curses leaving his lips as he pulled out of (Y/N) marveling at the damage he had done. Seeing them limp and barely functioning he scooped them up and placed them fully on the bed, Spreading their ass again to marvel at his claim.

(Y/N) laid there panting, The ache between their legs making it impossible to get comforble especially with Buggy's rough fingers rubbing against their abused hole. The world started to fade to black from the exhaustion from the day but Buggy's voice echoed around them with his twisted chuckle.

"I can't wait for tomorrow's show (Y/N)~"

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