#ninja smut

[gamergoddess98]

Ninja’s Little Distraction - Part 2

Summary: Tyler is invited to stay the night at Sypher’s house so he won’t be alone. Tyler sneaks off to y/n’s room when Sypher drunkenly passes out.

Note: This story starts with the last few lines of Part 1.

Warnings: Adults only! 18+. Swearing. Smut. Fluff. Alcohol.

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“You gonna be alright, bro?” Sypher asks Tyler.

“Yeah I’ll be ok..” he pauses, thinking of what happened with y/n, “Maybe being single isn’t too bad after all.”

“Well if you want to, you can stay the night so you won’t be alone.” Tyler accepts Sypher’s offer.

Sypher knocks on y/n’s door. She opened the door and he lets her know that Tyler is staying the night so he’s not alone. He wanted to let he know she Tyler doesn’t startle her in the middle of the night.

Acting confused, she walks out of the room and they walk to the living room, and asks what happened.

“His wife wants a divorce and I asked him if he wanted to stay the night so he’s not alone.”

“Oh okay. I’m sorry to hear that.” Y/n says to Tyler. “If there’s anything I can do, just let me know.” Y/n walks back to her room and shuts the door.

Hours go by as the guys drink and play Fortnite, and Sypher crashed on the couch, leaving Tyler was still awake. Tyler, thinking about what happened earlier with y/n, quietly snuck off to y/n’s room. Cracking open the door, in the dimly lit room from the wax warmer light, he sees that y/n is asleep on her bed.

He walks in the room and closes the door behind him. He goes over to y/n’s bed and crawls in bed beside her. He wraps his arm around her, spooning her as she sleeps. After a few minutes of cuddling her, he sits up a little and nudges her.

“Hey. Wake up.” He whispers.

Slowing opening her eyes, the first thing she sees is Tyler’s face. She smiles and rolls over to face him, wrapping her arm around him, laying her head on his chest. Kissing her on the forehead, he wrapped his arms around her, holding her for a minute. He looks down at her and puts his hand on her chin, making her look up at him.

He leans in and kisses her. He slowly pulls back, inches from her face, gives y/n the ‘fuck me’ eyes, looking back and forth from her eyes to her lips, and in an almost-whisper, says, “I wanna fuck you again.” Y/n smiles and leans in for a kiss. He reaches up to run his fingers through her hair, kissing her romantically.

“Since you just woke up, I won’t go so hard.” Tyler says against her lips. Y/n smiles against his lips and he kisses her again. During this lasting kiss, he leans over her, making her lay on her back. She ran her hands up his back, pulling his shirt up. He sits up and pulls her to sit up too, taking her shirt of as well as his. Laying her back down, he pulls down her shorts.

Crawling up in between her legs, his thighs under her’s, he lays on top of her, not putting too much weight on her, starts to kiss her neck. Starting to get hard, Tyler presses himself against her, biting her neck as he does so.

Y/n could feel him getting harder by the second. He kissed up her neck and jawline, planting a kiss on her lips. Getting off of her, he pulls her underwear down and then takes off his shorts and underwear.

Getting back into the position he was just in, he leans down to kiss her passionately. While in the middle of this hot kiss, he sticks his middle finger inside her vagina

He sits up some, smiling, and says, “Damn. Do you always get this wet for me?” Y/n lightly bites her lip and chuckles, nodding yes.

Whispering to himself, “Perfect.” He sticks his head at her entrance and slowly slides himself all the way inside her. She closes her eyes and moans.

“Shhh” Tyler said, putting his finger over her mouth. “We don’t wanna wake up your brother.”

She let out a deep sigh then whispers, “You’re right.” He hands her the shirt he was wearing and she puts it to her mouth in case she starts to moan.

Easing in and out, y/n tries not to make a sound, starting to fail. With Tyler going slow, she doesn’t make much sound except for the muffled moans into his shirt.

Y/n thought to herself, “Wow! This is different from last night. Going slow makes him last longer than he did before. He’s also doing this so romantically. This is a dream come true.”

“I love the different ways you fuck. Hard or soft, you feel so amazing inside of me.” She says. Tyler looks at her with a sexy smirk and leans in to kiss her. He softly bites her lip and she quietly moans into his mouth.

“Oh fuck, I’m about to cum.” Y/n whines quietly.

Hitting her g-spot, she grabs onto him, digging her nails into his shoulder blades, shoving her face into his neck. Feeling the tingles in her toes, they curl as her body releases warm orgasmic fluids, filling her up, making it easier for him to slide in and out.

Panting from the adrenaline, y/n relaxes, Tyler still thrusting in and out of her. He moves a little faster, then pulls out, shooting cum on her belly. “Oh fuuuck…” he groans quietly.

Looking around the room for something to wipe with, he picks up a towel from the clothes basket in her room and removed the juices on her and himself.

Still laying naked in the bed, y/n looks over at Tyler and smiles. He puts his underwear back on and crawls back into the bed beside her. Pulling the blanket over both of them, Tyler spoons y/n and they both fall asleep.

The next morning, Sypher wakes up. He looks around the living room and notices Tyler wasn’t there. “He’s not in here or in the bathroom… but his phone is right here..where could he be?” he thinks to himself. “No.. he wouldn’t be…”

Sypher approaches y/n’s bedroom and opens the door. His eyes widen when sees Tyler holding y/n as they both slept, noticing they weren’t wearing a shirt, for he can see both of their bare shoulders that weren’t covered by the blanket and their clothes on the floor. He doesn’t know what to think. He obviously knows that they did something.

Being weirded out by his friends actions with his little sister, Sypher closes the door and sits down on the living room couch, letting out a deep sigh.

“At least he’s happy…. But he better watch out.. that’s my little sister.” Sypher said aloud to himself.

[gamergoddess003]

Ninja’s Little Distraction (Part 2)

Summary: Tyler is invited to stay the night at Sypher’s house so he won’t be alone. Tyler sneaks off to y/n’s room when Sypher drunkenly passes out.

Note: This story starts with the last few lines of Part 1.

Warnings: Adults only! 18+. Swearing. Smut. Fluff. Alcohol.

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“You gonna be alright, bro?” Sypher asks Tyler.

“Yeah I’ll be ok..” he pauses, thinking of what happened with y/n, “Maybe being single isn’t too bad after all.”

“Well if you want to, you can stay the night so you won’t be alone.” Tyler accepts Sypher’s offer.

Sypher knocks on y/n’s door. She opened the door and he lets her know that Tyler is staying the night so he’s not alone. He wanted to let he know she Tyler doesn’t startle her in the middle of the night.

Acting confused, she walks out of the room and they walk to the living room, and asks what happened.

“His wife wants a divorce and I asked him if he wanted to stay the night so he’s not alone.”

“Oh okay. I’m sorry to hear that, Tyler. If there’s anything I can do, just let me know.” Y/n walks back to her room and shuts the door.

Hours go by as the guys drink and play Fortnite, and Sypher crashed on the couch, leaving Tyler was still awake. Tyler, thinking about what happened earlier with y/n, quietly snuck off to y/n’s room. Cracking open the door, in the dimly lit room from the wax warmer light, he sees that y/n is asleep on her bed.

He walks in the room and closes the door behind him. He goes over to y/n’s bed and crawls in bed beside her. He wraps his arm around her, spooning her as she sleeps. After a few minutes of cuddling her, he sits up a little and nudges her.

“Hey. Wake up.” He whispers.

Slowing opening her eyes, the first thing she sees is Tyler’s face. She smiles and rolls over to face him, wrapping her arm around him, laying her head on his chest. Kissing her on the forehead, he wrapped his arms around her, holding her for a minute. He looks down at her and puts his hand on her chin, making her look up at him.

He leans in and kisses her. He slowly pulls back, inches from her face, gives y/n the ‘fuck me’ eyes, looking back and forth from her eyes to her lips, and in an almost-whisper, says, “I wanna fuck you again.” Y/n smiles and leans in for a kiss. He reaches up to run his fingers through her hair, kissing her romantically.

“Since you just woke up, I won’t go so hard.” Tyler says against her lips. Y/n smiles against his lips and he kisses her again. During this lasting kiss, he leans over her, making her lay on her back. She ran her hands up his back, pulling his shirt up. He sits up and pulls her to sit up too, taking her shirt of as well as his. Laying her back down, he pulls down her shorts.

Crawling up in between her legs, his thighs under her’s, he lays on top of her, not putting too much weight on her, starts to kiss her neck. Starting to get hard, Tyler presses himself against her, biting her neck as he does so.

Y/n could feel him getting harder by the second. He kissed up her neck and jawline, planting a kiss on her lips. Getting off of her, he pulls her underwear down and then takes off his shorts and underwear.

Getting back into the position he was just in, he leans down to kiss her passionately. While in the middle of this hot kiss, he sticks his middle finger inside her vagina.

He sits up some, smiling, and says, “Damn. Do you always get this wet for me?” Y/n lightly bites her lip and chuckles, nodding yes.

Whispering to himself, “Perfect.” He sticks his head at her entrance and slowly slides himself all the way inside her. She closes her eyes and moans.

“Shhh” Tyler said, putting his finger over her mouth. “We don’t wanna wake up your brother.”

She let out a deep sigh then whispers, “You’re right.” He hands her the shirt he was wearing and she puts it to her mouth in case she starts to moan.

Easing in and out, y/n tries not to make a sound, starting to fail. With Tyler going slow, she doesn’t make much sound except for the muffled moans into his shirt.

Y/n thought to herself, “Wow! This is different from last night. Going slow makes him last longer than he did before. He’s also doing this so romantically. This is a dream come true.”

“I love the different ways you fuck. Hard or soft, you feel so amazing inside of me.” She says. Tyler looks at her with a sexy smirk and leans in to kiss her. He softly bites her lip and she quietly moans into his mouth.

“Oh fuck, I’m about to cum.” Y/n whines quietly.

Hitting her g-spot, she grabs onto him, digging her nails into his shoulder blades, shoving her face into his neck. Feeling the tingles in her toes, they curl as her body releases warm orgasmic fluids, filling her up, making it easier for him to slide in and out.

Panting from the adrenaline, y/n relaxes, Tyler still thrusting in and out of her. He moves a little faster, then pulls out, shooting cum on her belly. “Oh fuuuck…” he groans quietly.

Looking around the room for something to wipe with, he picks up a towel from the clothes basket in her room and removed the juices on her and himself.

Still laying naked in the bed, y/n looks over at Tyler and smiles. He puts his underwear back on and crawls back into the bed beside her. Pulling the blanket over both of them, Tyler spoons y/n and they both fall asleep.

The next morning, Sypher wakes up. He looks around the living room and notices Tyler wasn’t there. “He’s not in here or in the bathroom… but his phone is right here..where could he be?” he thinks to himself. “No.. he wouldn’t be…”

Sypher approaches y/n’s bedroom and opens the door. His eyes widen when sees Tyler holding y/n as they both slept, noticing they weren’t wearing a shirt, for he can see both of their bare shoulders that weren’t covered by the blanket and their clothes on the floor. He doesn’t know what to think. He obviously knows that they did something.

Being weirded out by his friends actions with his little sister, Sypher closes the door and sits down on the living room couch, letting out a deep sigh.

“At least he’s happy…. But he better watch out.. that’s my little sister.” Sypher said aloud to himself.

[sasukeuchiha-24]

🐍💜✨️

[sasuke-naruto]

Naruto and Sasuke daily life

[oozedninjas]

Fucking after they thought they lost you.

WARNINGS: NSFW | 18+ | thirtysomething ninja turtles | Drama? |

Leo holds you so tight it hurts. His thrusts are slow and sensual, sweet. Needy in a way that makes your heart ache. It's all soft moans, ragged breaths, and soft kisses ghosting your neck. Don't ever scare him like that again. Don't freakin' dare to leave. You belong here, warm and safe under him.

Raph kisses you as his very life hangs on your breath. Relentlessly bucking his hips, making sure to reach every sweet spot inside that pretty cunt until you're begging him to let you come. He will, so fuking good you'll be a mess when he's done with you, But first, you have to promise never to be that reckless again.

Donatello: What are the odds of a human surviving that? Little to zero, according to his calculations. Yet, here you are. And he’s learned something valuable: his heart is no longer only an internal organ. It's right here, in every breath you take, in the softness of your skin, in the beautiful way you squirm as he keeps abusing your clit. Fuck, he's never going through this again. He'll do better at keeping you safe.

Mikey: The tip of his cock kisses the softest part inside you as he keeps your legs wide open, rubbing his lower half over your clit as he moves. It feels so fucking good you don't care if you're drooling. Mikey bites your shoulder, squeezing his eyes shut as he focuses on the warmth of your walls sucking him deeper, needier—

"I'm close- "

"I know, I can feel it. Let go, angel— come for me,"

All the worries are drowned right there. You're here. You're his, you'll never be at such a risk again, it's a promise.

[pseudosis]

୭ 🧷 ✧ ˚. ᵎᵎ 🎀 𝐌𝐀𝐒𝐓𝐄𝐑𝐋𝐈𝐒𝐓— 𝐥𝐞𝐭 𝐦𝐞 𝐠𝐮𝐢𝐝𝐞 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐭𝐡𝐫𝐨𝐮𝐠𝐡 𝐢𝐭 ᝰ.ᐟ

୭ 🧷 ✧ ˚. ᵎᵎ 🎀 𝐀𝐓𝐋𝐀 𝐙𝐔𝐊𝐎 :

@(˚☽˚｡⋆𐙚 phone s*x w/ zuko ) — 🖇️

@(˚☽˚｡⋆𐙚 jealous zuko ) — 🖇️

@(˚☽˚｡⋆𐙚 orgasm denial w/ zuko ) — 🖇️

@(˚☽˚｡⋆𐙚 blue spirit mask teaser ) — 🖇️

@(˚☽˚｡⋆𐙚 jewelry 4 his eyes ) — 🖇️ , 🖇️

@(˚☽˚｡⋆𐙚 somno perv ) — 🖇️

@(˚☽˚｡⋆𐙚 pool sex ) — 🖇️

@(˚☽˚｡⋆𐙚 birthday girl ) — 🖇️

@(˚☽˚｡⋆𐙚 retired cougar scratches ) — 🖇️

@(˚☽˚｡⋆𐙚 baby convincing ) — 🖇️ , 🖇️ , 🖇️

@(˚☽˚｡⋆𐙚 burning off clothes ) — 🖇️

@(˚☽˚｡⋆𐙚 his voice ) — 🖇️

@(˚☽˚｡⋆𐙚 his teeth ) — 🖇️

@(˚☽˚｡⋆𐙚 his fingers ) — 🖇️

@(˚☽˚｡⋆𐙚 cheating on him ) — 🖇️

@(˚☽˚｡⋆𐙚 him being obsessed/ weird ) — 🖇️

@(˚☽˚｡⋆𐙚 getting fucked on his desk ) —🖇️

@(˚☽˚｡⋆𐙚 thigh obsession ) — 🖇️

@(˚☽˚｡⋆𐙚 sub zuko ) — 🖇️

@(˚☽˚｡⋆𐙚 high libido w/ zuko ) — 🖇️

@(˚☽˚｡⋆𐙚 s*x w/ dilf zuko ) — 🖇️

@(˚☽˚｡⋆𐙚 smut alphabet ) — 🖇️

@(˚☽˚｡⋆𐙚 hickies ) — 🖇️

@(˚☽˚｡⋆𐙚 giving zuko top during a meeting) — 🖇️

@(˚☽˚｡⋆𐙚 honeymoon s*x w/ zuko) — 🖇️

@(˚☽˚｡⋆𐙚 unfair zuko ) — 🖇️

@(˚☽˚｡⋆𐙚 car sex w/ zuko ) — 🖇️

୭ 🧷 ✧ ˚. ᵎᵎ 🎀 𝐀𝐓𝐋𝐀 𝐉𝐄𝐓 :

@(˚☽˚｡⋆𐙚 needy ) — 🖇️

@(˚☽˚｡⋆𐙚 motorcycle sex ) — 🖇️

@(˚☽˚｡⋆𐙚 SATIVA {plug!jet} teaser ) — 🖇️

@(˚☽˚｡⋆𐙚 hooking up in the woods ) — 🖇️

୭ 🧷 ✧ ˚. ᵎᵎ 🎀 𝐍𝐈𝐍𝐉𝐀 𝐊𝐀𝐌𝐔𝐈 :

@(˚☽˚｡⋆���� joey making love to you ) — 🖇️

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[faith-forgxtten-land]

You haven't written anything NSFW for TMNT so its okay if its not something you're comfortable writing but do you think you could write something for Bay Donnie? I don't really have any preferences of requests other than squirting

Soaked | Donatello

okay, fair warning, i haven't written anything explicitly nsfw for like two years so be nice; i was hesitant in posting this because i have no faith in my writing, especially nsfw, but i hope you like it! bayverse!!

warnings: NSFW, squirting? swearing, mentions of cunt etc., not much else i don't think. everyone is 18+!! awful titles, never proofread

summary: donatello likes it when you soak his sheets

word count: 1691

.・。.・゜✭・.・✫・゜・。.

The world is bathed in darkness when you finally manage to open your eyes. The lair is quiet, and your head feels heavy as you squint. A hand is trailing your torso softly despite innumerable callouses, fingers sweeping delicately along the length of your spine in some silent rhythm. Your skin is warm, the cool touch of his palms soothing the heated flesh, and you giggle quietly as you imagine puffs of mist rising from where your bodies and their contrasting temperatures meet.

“You awake?”

With a humming reply and languid grace, you raise your head and try to make out his face in the dim light. You can’t see much, just a pair of soft eyes that make you feel more embraced than the blankets piled on top of you, as his other hand cups your cheek and you melt into him. He makes you feel like that a lot; like molten gold, pliant under his assured touches, burning and boneless and so, so precious.

“You fell asleep in the middle of movie night,” he says softly, lips brushing against your forehead in a gesture so tender it makes your heart clench. He traces his mouth down the swell of your cheek, caressing the lines of your face until he reaches your jaw. His kisses are indulgent and full, and you feel gluttonous as your hands seek his plastron eagerly. Even half-asleep, you want him wholly and desperately and you feel him huff a fond laugh, smiling knowingly against your throat.

“So needy,” he teases affectionately, the hand that had been mapping your back now beginning to move further downwards until the flesh of your thigh is in his grip. He squeezes it once, twice, and parts your legs. His beak presses harder into the delicate skin of your neck, and he inhales deeply before biting sharply. The contrast of his gentle hands and the sudden sting of his teeth causes your hips to stutter, and you can’t hold back a whine.

“I can smell you.” His voice is low and you shudder at the rasp in his tone. He pulls back to look into your eyes, and you swallow thickly; his irises have disappeared into blackness, as if they’re drowning in ink with pupils blown wide, and you feel yourself grow wetter at the wild look. You still can’t make out his face, but you know he looks wrecked, and a smug satisfaction settles deep within you.

The thought that your scent alone can ruin him, make primal need overwhelm him, make him look wanton, causes your toes to curl. His large hand, so huge on your body, grasps your thigh tightly again and you gasp as he squeezes hard enough to bruise this time. “You’re soaking already,” he groans, and you buck your hips, silently begging him to pull your sleep shorts down and feel it for himself.

Despite his teasing, he must feel as desperate as you because he’s quick to do exactly that and rub his finger against your folds. He curses loudly, the sound echoing in the quiet, and you spread your legs wider. “So fucking wet,” he chokes out, rubbing your swollen clit as he pushes his first finger inside of you. You’re so warm and tight and you feel yourself flutter around him.

“Donnie,” you gasp as he curls his finger just right. It’s the first word you’ve uttered, and he groans darkly at the desperation that coats the sound. He fucks you faster, his finger stretching you, drawing the most obscene sounds, wet slaps reverberating so loudly you’re sure everyone can hear them. You’re panting and flushed, hips grinding as he pumps in and out, and you moan loudly as he slips another digit inside.

He’s back to pressing open-mouthed kisses against your throat, lapping up the sweat that trickles down. “That’s it,” he murmurs reverently, sucking purple marks into your sensitive flesh and scissoring his fingers faster and harder, forceful pumps bordering on brutal. Your name is a growl on his tongue as he hits that perfect spot over and over, and you can’t stop yourself from mewling as he presses harshly against your sensitive nub, pleasure and pain blending in a way that makes you dizzy.

His pace is unrelenting and unforgiving, and you can feel the thrumming of your pulse, a delirious concoction of sensual agony shooting through your veins as you babble senselessly. “Donnie, please, please—”

He fixes his teeth over an especially delicate part of your throat and bites so hard you see stars, chest heaving and unable catch your breath as your walls clamp around his fingers. There’s going to be an outrageous mark, dark violet bruises and blatant indents of teeth in a place you have no hope of covering up, and the thought only makes you cry louder.

You think you might pass out for a minute or two as Donnie continues to finger-fuck you through your orgasm. You’re shaking and sensitive and sore, but he doesn’t let up even as you shiver and whine. “You can take it,” he tells you simply, and you nod quickly because you can, you’ll take whatever he gives you.

It doesn’t take long for you to reach the edge again, little gasps and whimpers slipping through your lips with every pump. He’s toying with you, a teasing grin pressed against the column of your throat that turns into a low laugh as you curse him for slowing whenever your thighs begin to tremble. Just as you think he’s about to slow again, he pinches your clit harshly and you can’t stop the wail that wrenches itself from your burning lungs.

His fingers fuck you through this orgasm too, spreading your legs wider as they spasm and weakly attempt to shut without his permission. Only when you fall still does he pull out, and you whimper more at the aching emptiness. He makes sure you’re watching as he brings his fingers to his mouth and tastes them; his tongue is playful, thick and flicking, and you feel the muscles of your stomach contract.

“Tease,” you croak, and his eyes somehow darken even further at just how wrecked you sound, your voice rasping and slurred.

“You’re right,” he agrees, brushing your folds again, digits stroking your puffy slit. You gasp as he pushes two fingers back in, squirming at the satisfying and sensitive discomfort shooting along your spine. “You’ve been so good.” He’s making those perfect curling motions inside of you and your back arches, tears gathering on your lashes as that agonising pleasure sparks, lighting up your blood and forcing your eyes to roll back.

“Donnie—”

There’s a pressure building, somehow more intense than before, and your thighs quiver as his fingers continue to fuck you without faltering, even as your legs threaten to snap closed at the unbearable sensitivity when he finds your clit once more.

You’re not sure if the sounds coming out of your mouth are words and you’re pretty sure you’re drooling, tongue lolling, but whatever noises escape your parted lips have Donnie pressing that spot inside you harder and harder, churring darkly. It's a sound that clatters through you as he returns his teeth to your throat like they belong there, like your neck is meant to be a canvas for his marks. “You can do it,” he groans. "You’re always so good for me.”

His fingers curl even more, and you choke on a moan as you realise what he’s asking for, what he’s building towards with every pump. Your own hand desperately grasps his forearm, not sure if you’re begging him to stop or urging him to keep going as you pant and whine, body writhing as he tears a sob from you that rattles your bones. “I can’t—”

“Yes, you can.” He’s tense, the muscles of his arm flexed and hard under your touch, and you can feel his sweat on your damp skin as he presses impossibly closer, almost lovingly nuzzling your neck now even as his fingers fuck you stupid.

You feel like you’re about to explode, the pressure agonising and tipping over into pain, blood boiling under your skin, and you can do nothing but cry wildly, screaming loud enough for everyone to hear, when you feel that tension inside you shatter like glass.

Donnie holds you as you convulse, shudders racking every inch of you, soft praises rushing from his lips as he presses gentle kisses along your jaw. He groans feeling your wetness gushing against him, soaking his plastron and his bedding, knowing your scent will cling to him and his bed for hours even after he showers and changes his sheets.

It's his favourite part, he thinks privately. It soothes something primal and animal within him, something he didn't even recognise until he had you writhing and coming undone under him for the first time. Making you lose control, satisfying you so good you can't help but squirt… He swallows the thought and scissors his fingers in you, watching the way you whimper with your eyes closed as he glides in and out of your pretty cunt with ease, your body always so responsive for him no matter what state you're in.

You’re certain you passed out this time, and when you come-to, Donnie still has his fingers inside of you, still pressing those feather-light kisses to your skin. You feel heavy and weightless all at once, eyelids fluttering, unsure whether to whine in relief or displeasure when his fingers retreat slowly and he brings them to his mouth again.

It takes you another minute to realise just how wet you are, your thighs glistening even in the low light, and the bed beneath you is completely drenched. You can’t muster any shame, only satisfaction coiling deep in your gut when you see just how soaked Donnie is too.

“Next time,” he breathes, voice guttural and promising, still sucking his fingers clean, “I want you on my face so I can drink every drop.”

You clench your thighs together, sore and aching and still so needy, and lick your lips. “That can be arranged.”

[clawsdevour]

;*࿐hinata bf hcs

wc: 0.3k content warning: fluff, slight smut, aged up, post-time skip, my booty writing, not proofread

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-Hinata, the type of boyfriend to love buying you trinkets he finds whenever he travels for volleyball because they reminded him of you.

-Hinata, the type of boyfriend to put all of his attention to make you happy when you're feeling upset. His comforting warmth always brings you to a small giggle when he does dumb things to uplift your mood.

-Hinata, the type of boyfriend to love when you lock your fingers with his. He'd be so happy you want to hold hands and start swinging them at full force out of joy.

-Hinata, the type of boyfriend to love surprising you with back hugs. He'd sneak up behind you on his tippy toes and arms wide up in the air trying to be discrete as possible. His cheeky grin lurking on his face before he traps you with his arms.

-Hinata, the type of boyfriend to literally be one of your biggest cheerleaders. He's the best at hyping you up when you lack confidence in yourself, urging you to always do your best.

-Hinata, the type of boyfriend to literally get so excited whenever he sees your text notification and drops his phone. He would shoot back the fastest responses and send multiple texts at a time like HEYYY WYD?? I JUST FINISHED PRACTICE WITH ATSUMU IT WAS SO FUN!!! :DD

-Hinata, the type of boyfriend to be considered as your parents’ son upon meeting him. His energy is so bright and cheery, they'd also love feeding him new dishes and inviting him over for dinner. Whenever they go to his games, Hinata would always spot them with a smile and wave to acknowledge their support.

-Hinata, the type of boyfriend to enjoy plummeting his cock into you at a quick pace while you look back at him calling out his name, enjoying the sight and sensations he's creating.

-Hinata, the type of boyfriend to go on for multiple rounds due to his bunny-like, endless stamina. However he does stop when he notices you start to lose your steam and gives you a break if you want to continue.

-Hinata, the type of boyfriend to wake up earlier than you and sit beside you as he watches you wake up. Handing you a nice chilled glass of water, asking if you felt good last night.

masterlist here

[theyhavetakenovermylife]

First Time (18+)

Bayverse!Donatello x reader

A/N: Damn, I think this is my longest one ever. Big time Donnie love!💜

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Donatello is more than a little nervous about the thought of having sex with you, not trusting his own abilities, but with some reassurance and guidance from you, he rises to the occasion.

Warnings: A more angsty build up that I had planned, unprotected sex, Donnie having his first time with you💜

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To say that Donatello was an amazing boyfriend, wasn’t enough to do him justice. He was fantastic! The sweetest and most genuine guy you had ever met. He was attentive and treated you well. Sure, he might be a mutant turtle that lived in the sewer, yet he was the best boyfriend you had ever had. Whether that spoke of your former poor taste in guys, or just the general low bar for human men you did not know. But you knew for a fact that Donatello was one of the best things that had ever happened in your life.

Donatello would say the exact same thing about you. You were not just the best thing that had ever happened to him, but a dream come true. Before meeting you, he had never actually believed that he would get to experience something so good. Just as he had accepted his fate as a lonely mutant turtle that would spend his days alone in hiding with his brothers, you came along and changed his life for good.

The friendship the two of you shared was just what you needed. You may not fully understand everything Donnie had going on inside his lab, but you listened nonetheless, finally giving a much needed ear to his thoughts and inventions. He in turn provided you with a safe space to go to, whenever your life became a little too much.

During those years of friendship you and Donnie grew close in ways none of you had experienced before. Not even his brothers could read him as well as you did, and you in turn had never thought that anyone would understand you as well as Donnie did. So therefore it was only expected that stronger feelings would blossom.

When you and Donnie started dating, it felt natural. Just like your first kiss. It just came naturally to the two of you. No grad gestures and no confusion. Both you and Donnie knew what it meant, and you were just happy to be with someone that understood you so well.

But if there was one thing that didn’t come as naturally to you and Donnie, it was sex. Actually, it didn’t come naturally to Donnie. You didn’t blame him. The poor guy had lived most of his life, convincing himself that sex would never be something he would get to experience. So when you and Donnie started dating and kissing, and the first thought of sex came up, Donnie started overthinking. You were a human that had had sexual experiences with other humans before, and he was a mutant turtle who had his hand as the closest thing to a former sexual partner.

It didn’t mean that Donatello didn’t want sex, because oh boy, did he want to! He was just nervous. Really nervous. It was almost nerve racking to believe that he could actually have sex, let alone with someone as beautiful as you. And you understood. You really did. You took the time to sit with him and talk it through, making sure he felt heard and comfortable, especially talking about a subject like that. What did he feel? What did he fear? What was he excited about?

Other than the general confusion and trauma that came from accepting your fate of loneliness, you learned that Donatello feared not the action of sex itself, but how he would act. More specifically, he was nervous and overthinking, because he did not know what to do. Where should he put his hands? What was he supposed to say? And the thought that haunted him the most; if he didn’t do good, would you leave him? All very valid fears for a mutant turtle, who did not even dare to dream of being with a human.

You took Donnie’s hands in yours and told him it was okay. He was allowed to be nervous and overthink, and he was allowed to not know what to do. You told him that you loved him, and you wouldn’t leave him if he didn’t make you feel good the first time, nor the time after that. Humans too would be nervous before their first time, and it was very normal not to be satisfied the first time.

And after that conversation, you and Donnie slowly started preparing for your first time together. With Donnie being a totally different species than you, he started preparing you for what you could expect. He told you where his cloaca was located and how it worked, along with other parts of the turtle anatomy you may or may not have known already. You in turn did the same. You told him where humans liked to be touched and answered his questions about human anatomy. And it calmed Donnie down. It calmed him down enough, to the point he dared to ask if he could touch your breast.

The make out session that came from that, was one unlike any you ever had had with Donatello. With his hands groping your breast, you were at a shock of naturally good your sweet tech boyfriend was at this. You had expected him to be more unsure, but you soon learned that when he had the confidence he could do anything. Making you moan against his lips while he played with your nipples, this guy did not know what talent he possessed.

This unlocked a new area of your relationship, that you and Donatello carefully explored. Make out sessions became more common, with hands exploring and building up the courage, going a little further each time, until one night Donnie told you he wanted to try.

“Are you sure?”, you asked. You were sitting in his room, you in his lap with your arms around his neck, still breathing heavily after the heated kiss the two of you had just shared. One of his hands was in the back of your neck, playing with your hair, while the other rested on your ass, squishing you through your pants.

“I’m sure”, Donnie answered, watching you through hooded eyes. The hand on the back of your neck crept to the side of your face, letting Donnie’s thumb glide across the corner of your mouth. “I really want to try”.

You nodded your head, biting your lip with a smile, before letting Donnie close the space between you once more. Your lips dancing together as your tongues slowly found each other, letting a small moan escape you, as you felt the vibrating churr being in Donnie’s chest. You had heard that sound quite a few times now, and each time you loved it more and more.

Your hands moved from Donnie’s neck, and down to the top of his plastron, enjoying the feeling of his vibrating chest through your fingers. You moved your lips to his chin, making your to his neck, feeling the hand on your ass pull you closer. Donnie’s breathing was heavy, his chest moving as he felt you work your lips around his neck.

Donnie’s hands found your waist, dipping under your shirt to feel the warmth of your smooth skin against his rough palms. You took this as a sign, removing your lips from Donnie’s neck to take off your shirt. This made Donnie move his hands to your breast, palming them through your bra as you reached back to unhook it. The breathy curse that left Donnie’s mouth once your bra was off, went straight to your core, making you clench around empty air. And Donnie could smell it. The scent of your arousal was strong, making him slightly dizzy.

Donnie nuzzled his head against your neck, pressing kisses against your skin like you had done to him, enjoying every sound that left your mouth and the feeling of your hands on his shoulders. His hands moved from your breast to your pants, where he tried to undo them, only to grow frustrated at the small buttons in his big fingers.

“Want me to take them off?”, you asked, gliding a hand up his neck.

“Please”, Donnie answered, bringing your hips close to him once more.

Donatello watched, with his head resting on your shoulder, through the valley between your breasts, as you undid your pants. Once you got them past your waits he helped you, sliding them off of your legs before throwing them somewhere in his room, leaving you in nothing but underwear on his lap.

“Shit”, he moaned, his heart raising once more as yet another wave of your arousal hit his nose, stronger than before. He hooked his thumbs into the straps of your underwear, his eyes finding yours to ask for permission. Breathless you nodded, lifting your hips to make it easy for him to pull your damp underwear down your legs.

The sight of you naked on Donnie’s lap was enough to make him moan. Your cheeks were already getting pink, and your pupils were just as blown out as his. The best way Donatello could describe the sight in front of him was; hot. So fucking hot.

He kneeled your hips, biting his lips before he asked; “Can I… Will you show me… Will you let me finger you?”

Once again, Donnie’s words went straight between your legs. The way he looked at you and the way he spoke. Needy and so ready to try. You loved every second of it.

“Of course you can”, you answered him, before bringing him in for another needy kiss. You took one of his hands in yours, guiding it down between your legs, helping one of his fingers glide through your folds, letting him feel the wetness that had built up. Donnie shivered, letting a whimper against your lips. You couldn’t help but chuckle, pulling from his lips, finding his reaction adorable.

“You feel that?”, you asked him, letting his finger glide through once more. Donnie nodded, letting out a small shuttering yes. “That’s all because of you, Donnie”. Your boyfriend cursed once more, his face showing frustration and absolute bliss.

You moved his thumb to your clit, guiding him on how to circle his finger around your small bundle of nerves.

“Like this?”, Donnie asked, watching your facial expression as he worked his fingers on you.

“Yes”, you breathed out, arching your back enjoying the feeling of his thick thumb on you. “Just like that, Donnie”.

Donatello bite his lip, watching your face closely, while remembering the things you had told him about the human body. How humans liked to be touched. How you liked to be touched. And with that thought in mind he wrapped his other arm around your waist, holding you close and still, while his index finger glided through your folds once more, before finding your entrance. He slowly pushed his finger in, sighing in delight at how tight you felt around his finger. You moaned, leaning your head back, happy that Donnie had wrapped his hand around to stabilize you.

“Fuck, Donnie”, you moaned, feeling how his finger went further in.

“Is it good?”, he asked, brows knotting together, biting his lips as he felt the familiar feeling from his cloaca, threatening to let dick drop.

“Yes, Donnie”, you moaned, your legs shaking against his. “Please, move them Donnie. Like this”. You held up your hand, showing your boyfriend how to move his fingers inside you. Donnie nodded, doing just as you showed him, moving his fingers in and out of you while his thumb rolled against your clit. You moaned, dropping your head against Donnie’s shoulder. He moved his fingers faster, feeling you move and shake against him, every moan from your mouth sounding like sweet music in his ears. He continued like this, feeling you tighten around his finger, your climax inching closer and closer until you came around his fingers with a loud moan.

When Donnie removed his fingers from your used cunt, he could not resist the urge to bring them to his mouth, sucking them off in front of you. The look in your eyes and the way you smelled told him everything he needed to know. You enjoyed it. All of it. He brought your lips back to his, your tongues finding each other. You moaned at the slight taste of you in his mouth.

Donnie pulled from the kiss, resting his forehead against yours, listening to your heavy breathing, feeling it against his face. “Can I do it?”

“Do what, Donnie?”, you asked, your hands smoothing over his shoulders and biceps.

“Can I fuck you?”

You nodded, too stunned to speak. Once again, you had not expected Donatello to be so straight forward, having thought he would be way more shy.

Donnie took your lips in for another kiss while he slowly laid you down on your back. Once your back was flat against the mattress, he started moving his clothed crotch against you, moaning against your lips as he felt himself getting closer to his drop. You whimpered against his lip, almost begging him to take his pants off. Finally he sat up and undid his pants in full view of you. He pulled his pants off along with his boxers, before climbing back on top of you, feeling your legs close around him the best they could, bringing his cloaca to meet your wet center.

“Can I drop into you?”, Donnie asked, his lips ligering against yours, his hands moving from your hips, up your sides to your shoulder, bringing you closer to him.

“Yes, Donnie”, you moaned, buckling your hips against his, causing him to moan, feeling himself tipping on the edge before finally dropping down in front of your entrance. To his surprise, you were the one to move your hand down between the two of you, taking his cock in your hand moving it to your opening before pushing it in closely.

Donatello moaned, his head falling down beside yours, your cunt hugging him tightly as he sunk further in. You kissed the side of his face, whispering sweet nothing as he sunk in as far as he could. He stayed there for a moment, letting you and himself adjust to the feeling of him inside of you. You were a tight fit for him, but he couldn’t deny it felt good.

“Donnie, please move”, you moaned, moving your hips under him. Donnie wrapped an arm under your shoulder so he could bring you even closer to you, resting his forehead against yours once more as he slowly began to move, moaning and cursing in delight over the feeling.

His thrusts started out slow and soft, until you told him it was okay to go harder and faster, to which Donnie obliged. He cursed, one of his hands grabbing on to the bedding beside your head, enjoying this knew feeling around his cock.

“Fuck”, he breathed into your ear, causing tingles to erupt in your stomach. “It feels good, (Y/N). Fucking good”.

Your hand found his face, stroking his cheek making him look you in the eye. The sigh was enough to make both of you shiver.

“Wanna go faster?”, you asked him. Donnie nodded, his lips slightly agasp. “Go as fast as you want to. Fuck me as fast as you want, Donnie”.

And that was all your boyfriend needed. Every trace of nervousness Donnie had showed you during your first conversation about sex disappeared, leaving behind what you could only describe as a feast for the eyes. Donnie was concentrated, his brows frowning, his pupils wide as his muscles flexed before he let loose against you. You gasped and moaned loud, grabbing onto Donnie’s shoulders as he thrusted faster and harder into you. He was rougher than you had thought he would be, but you found it to be a pleasant surprise.

But then Donnie did something you never saw coming for his first time. He took one of your legs, hooking it over his arm before thrust into you even deeper than before. This new angle caused you to arch your back in ecstasy, as he continuously hit the sweet spot inside of you. It didn’t take long like this, before you felt that familiar feeling in your stomach as you clung closer around Donnie.

“Donnie!”, you moaned out, your pitch higher than he ever had heard it before, making him growl in delight. “Donnie, I’m close!”

Donnie did not answer you. Instead he dipped his head down to your neck, where he started nipping at your skin, his hips working against you like a piston. He wanted you to cum around him, washing away every fear he ever had about not making you feel good. And you knew. You knew your boyfriend, and you knew what he was thinking. And as he started groaning and biting your earlobe, you couldn’t hold back anymore, almost screaming his name as you came for him once more.

Donnie moved both hands down to your hips, holding you still as he started chasing his own high, helping you ride out your own in the meantime. As he moaned louder and louder as he got close, his thrust became more and more erratic. Finally he came, pushing himself all the way into you as he shot out his white ropes, letting out a moan better than porn star you ever heard.

Once down from his high, Donnie pulled out of you, before slumping down next to you, sweaty and out of breath, his dick still out in the open.

He looked at you, his eyes tired yet full of love, making you feel warm in so many ways. “Was it good?”

“Are you crazy?”, you asked, smiling brighter than any stare Donnie had seen. “It was amazing, Donnie!”

Donnie chuckled, wrapping an arm around you to pull you close against his plastron, giving you a kiss before resting his forehead against yours once more, a smirk spreading on his pretty lips. “Does that mean you’re up for another around after a quick nap?”

[narutouzumaki-25]

Kakashi ✨️🩷🍃

[fishsticksloser]

That episode where raph goes feral bc he was lonely how would it play out with his s/o, like he becomes territorial,it can be fluff or spicy whichever one you're comfortable with.

Prize

F!Raph x gn!reader

Warnings: smut, feral Raph, p in, biting and claws, a little rough, turtle noises?, swearing, would this be a predator/prey thing...?, Raph focused piece

A/N: My sister wanted Raph to make turtle noises, so turtle noises there will be. Figured it would be best with feral Raph. This is kinda short so I apologize. :)

Raph had been left alone again. Not purposely of course, but he was separated from his team. The team said that he'd been lost for at least a few days, they weren't sure. Because of Raph's feral behavior, you and his brothers were the one sent out to find him. Going through the old bunker levels and tunnels that had been collapsed before Raph was able to move the rubble, you could hear hissing and growling.

Raphael turned his head toward your approaching footsteps, he tilted his head slightly; a confused expression on the broad face. His large tail swished, the spikes along the side of his tail were pointed directly at you. The feral tone in his voice did not seem to be welcoming of your visit.

"Hey, big guy..." You smile softly, kneeling a little ways away from him. You didn't want to alert him, you didn't want him to mistake you for a threat. You watched him smell the air, seeming to somewhat recognize your scent. The low rumble of his growls turned into quiet chuffs.

Raphael slowly crept towards you, his tail continuing to sway as he examined the surroundings. His claws dig into the dirt of the tunnel, his mouth opened slightly. A low rumble emitting from his chest, his eyes locked onto you asking an unspoken question. What were you doing here?

"Raphael?" You whisper, sitting down on the ground for him. You hold your hand out for him to get a better smell. "Do you remember who I am?"

Raphael looked at you, tilting his head in confusion at the words you said. He was able to recognize your scent, but he wasn't able to understand the words you spoke. He took a step closer, his claws digging deeper into the dirt as he began to examine you. Your scent was familiar, but Raph couldn't remember exactly who you were to him.

"Mate... I'm your mate, Raph." You explain softly, feeling him press his beak to your hand. "Mate... Your partner." You continue, wanting him to recognize you as his person, his lover.

A low rumble comes from his chest, the muscles in his shoulders flex as he tilts his head once more. This was his mate, his partner. Raphael began to sniff and circle you, his claws tearing up the land as he moved.

"That's right, big guy. Yours..." You whisper, moving to gently cup the side of his face.

Raphael moves closer, pushing you onto your back as he continues to sniff, lick, and nip at you. His body is practically hovering over you as he examined his lost lover. Raph lowers more of his weight onto you, he's trying to show his affection.

"Hey, big guy..." You smile as he starts to nuzzle your neck. He chuffs and sniffs against your skin, his claws tearing at your clothes. You'd never dealt with Raph after he'd been feral for so long, maybe it was normal? "You... Want them off?"

Raph chuffs in reply, continuing to tear at your clothes with his claws. But his teeth soon joined, tossing the tattered clothes aside. He presses his beak to your stomach, a low rumble filling the air again as he churrs. You gently pet his head, but Raph suddenly pulls you close, growling loudly.

"Oh shit…" You hear Leo say and more footsteps move closer. Raph's growls get louder as he pulls you closer. You were his mate - his. He had claimed his prize, he wasn't planning on sharing. "Raph, buddy…"

"I'm okay, get out of here before he rips your heads off." You huff at his brothers. They were reluctant due to how Raph was acting, but you assured them that you were okay and they quickly made their escape. "All yours, Raph." You sigh as his growls become chuffs again. His tail swished vigorously, still prepared to fight for what was his.

He wanted more... More love, more affection, more...

"You're okay, big guy... No one else is here, I'm all yours." You try to reassure as he moves to chuff against your thigh. You were his and he was taking you. His tough tongue licks along your body, you were his.

Raphael continues to lick along your thighs, his tongue flicking and tasting. His tongue felt like sandpaper, it was an odd sensation, but Raph made it enjoyable nonetheless. He seemed so eager to please and love, his warm breath fanning over your skin. His large hands gripped your legs, moving them further apart. He wanted more, he wanted it badly.

He slowly made his way back up your body, sniffing, chuffing, licking. You gently touch him, not wanting to overwhelm or anger him. He gently pushed you over, making you lay on your stomach. Raphael began to press more of his weight against you as he slowly mounted you. You gasp, your hips slightly lifting at the intrusion. His claws dig deeper into the dirt, sniffing and licking every part of you he could reach. Raph was still on guard, prepared to fight any intruder or rival that came near you.

Raphael began to slowly thrust, making sure that every movement was slow and steady in order to please you. His broad body remained on top of you, slowly gliding in and out. His snout nuzzles the back of your head, his large hands gripping your hips tightly.

You were his. There would never be another. He would mark you, keep you safe, loving you in a way no one else ever could.

Raphael continued to make slow and deep thrusts, wanting to make sure you felt his affection. He didn't want to go too quickly in fear of hurting you. His snout presses into your neck, making sure you felt every thrust. Chuffs and moans filled the air, echoing throughout the tunnel. Raph was pleased, this was what he wanted. To protect and love you. With the chuffs echoing along with his heavy breathing, and with every small sound you made, Raphael could tell he was doing something right. He was using everything to claim you as his.

Raph took his time, ensuring that you felt every moment of his love. Every time you made a noise, he felt proud of himself. He felt like a king and having his partner right there with him. With a hard moan, Raphael pressed his hips against you harder. His warm breath like a blanket on top of you, it was a welcoming sensation. He continued to pump slowly, using every bit of his form to please you.

A low rumble echoes around you as Raph quickens his pace. He was getting closer, the chuffs becoming shorter and faster at the same rate of this thrusts. His breathing becomes more erratic, his hand grips your hips tighter. His claws digging into your skin a little. He was so close, just a little bit more. He wasn't going to be able to contain himself much longer.

Raphael's pace began to pick up, he was at his limit. He couldn't contain himself anymore. He began to pump even deeper, even faster. His breath became more frequent as he neared completion. His tail slowly swayed back and forth as he pumped even harder.

Raphael could feel you climax, he increased his pace by just a little bit. His large hand held you tight, he wanted to show you how much he wanted you. His sharp teeth dug deeper into you shoulder, growling deeply.

He could feel himself losing control. He was losing focus, all he was seeing was you. His mate.

Raphael continued to pump, feeling the pleasure of your soft body. His breathing became more erratic — the muscles along his broad back flexed as he slowly picked up his pace.

Raphael could feel the release start to happen. All he could feel was the sensation of your soft flesh, your gentle whimpers. The snapping turtle mutant let out a primal growl as his hips slammed against your ass, pushing himself even deeper inside you. Raphael's breath became more shallow. His churrs filled the air as his hot seed filled you, slowly dripping down your thighs.

Raph began to slow his pace as he finally finished, his large body was twitching and trembling as the adrenaline finally started to fade. His claws loosened their grip and he moved his mouth off your shoulder With a slight chuff, Raph lifted off of you.

He proud. He had done it, this was his mate.

Raphael laid next to you, his large form seemed so content and at ease as he rested on his back. His large head resting on your back, his thumb gently caressing your soft skin as he started to come back to his true self.

[gamergoddess98]

Ninja’s Little Distraction

Summary: Y/n comforts Tyler (Ninja) after his wife told him she wants a divorce.

Note: Y/n is Sypher’s little sister.

Warnings: Adults only! 18+. Swearing. Smut. Alcohol.

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*Knock knock knock* Sypher opens the door to see Tyler with a very unhappy look. Tyler steps in and and starts rambling on about something.

Y/n hears Tyler’s voice and cracks open her bedroom door to listen in better on his conversation with your older brother. She hears him telling Sypher that he and his wife are getting a divorce. “She said she doesn’t love me anymore like she used to and she wants to see new people. We haven’t really had sex that much lately either. I guess not everyone’s feelings last forever.”

Sypher, being the good friend he is, left Tyler to relax at his house while he drove to the liquor store to get some beer.

Y/n has had the biggest crush on Tyler for a long time. She has fantasized over him and she loved when he was in her presence but she’s never said anything. She couldn’t do anything because he was married.

After hearing what Tyler said to Sypher, y/n couldn’t stop thinking about how she could finally tell him how she feels, now that he’s single. She thought to herself, “He doesn’t know I’m here. What if I just came out of my room in something hot and see what happens. Hmm. I wonder..” Y/n takes off her shorts, socks and her bra, wearing only panties and a large t-shirt.

Y/n opens her door a little bit to peek out and sees Tyler sitting in a chair at the dining room table, his chair turned toward the side. She walks out of her room, acting oblivious to the news of him being single, walks through to the kitchen, right in front of Tyler. She looks at Tyler and asks “What’s wrong?” “My wife and I are getting a divorce.” He said, not realizing he was staring at her body.

Y/n opened the fridge and pulled out of water bottle. After opening the bottle, she dropped the cap on purpose. “I’m sorry to hear that. Is there any I could do to help?” She says, bending over, arching her back in front of Tyler to pick up cap. “No…. I..uh.. I’m good.” He says.

Y/n saw how he was looking at her and walked up to him, getting really close. “Are you sure?” She asked with a sexy smirk. He could see what she wanted. Tyler just looked at her with his mouth open a little bit. He didn’t know if he wanted to say yes or no, but she was very tempting.

With him not saying a word, y/n sits on his lap, straddling him. She wraps her arms around Tyler’s neck, looking into his eyes, and starts to sway her hips in slow circles, grinding on him. He takes a deep breath and his eyes get lazy. He rests his hands on her waist, closes his eyes, and lays his head back.

Y/n started to kiss his neck and he melted into it. After a moment, he sat his head up and grabbed her, one hand on her upper back and the other hand pressed against her lower back. He started to get so much adrenaline and started kissing her, shoving his tongue into her mouth and swirling it around.

Suddenly he said “I can’t take it anymore.” Y/n got up and he turned her sound, bending her over the dining room table. Y/n looked behind her and saw him pull his shorts to his ankles. Before removing her panties, he pressed up against her ass and takes off her shirt. His hands feeling her soft back, made their way to her underwear. He pulled them off and was bestowed with a beautifully plumb ass. He smacks it, making her hiss. “Sorry.” He says leaning down to kiss her ass cheek. He kisses her lightly on her ass then trails his way to the her feminine entrance. Sticking his tongue into her folds, she gasps and lays her head on the table.

After making her good and wet with his tongue, he eagerly drove himself inside her. She moaned at the large length of his cock that she dreamed of having. Tyler grabbed her hips and started plowing into her. He moves his hands up her back and into her hair. Grasping at it, he pulls her up, still arching her back, holding her up with one arm around her and the other caressing her breast. The kisses and and suction on he gave her on her neck sent tingles down her spine.

The feel of his mouth and movements make her reach her limit. Wetness fills her as she cums on his cock still inside her. It was so warm and wet and he could feel himself getting close. Pushing her back over the table, he slams into her a few more time, as hard as he could, making her scream his name. Tyler pulled out and came on her back.

While jacking off the last little bit he could to get the rest out, they see lights pull up into the driveway. It was Sypher. He was home.

They both looked at each other, knowing they were gonna get caught if they didn’t hurry.

“Uh oh” he says, then grabs her shirt to quickly wipe the cum off her back. Y/n runs to her room and Tyler pulls his pants back up and sits back in the chair.

Sypher walks in and Tyler acts as if nothing happened. A beer is handed to him and as he popped open a bottle, he looks down the hallway to see y/n peeking out of her room. She winks and him and he smiles and takes another sip of beer.

“You gonna be alright, bro?” Sypher asks Tyler. “Yeah I’ll be ok..” he pauses, thinking of what happened with y/n, “Maybe being single isn’t too bad after all.”

[gamergoddess003]

Ninja’s Little Distraction (Part 1)

Summary: Y/n comforts Tyler (Ninja) after his wife told him she wants a divorce.

Note: Y/n is Sypher’s little sister.

Warnings: Adults only! 18+. Swearing. Smut. Alcohol.

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*Knock knock knock* Sypher opens the door to see Tyler with a very unhappy look. Tyler steps in and and starts rambling on about something.

Y/n hears Tyler’s voice and cracks open her bedroom door to listen in better on his conversation with your older brother. She hears him telling Sypher that he and his wife are getting a divorce. “She said she doesn’t love me anymore like she used to and she wants to see new people. We haven’t really had sex that much lately either. I guess not everyone’s feelings last forever.”

Sypher, being the good friend he is, left Tyler to relax at his house while he drove to the liquor store to get some beer.

Y/n has had the biggest crush on Tyler for a long time. She has fantasized over him and she loved when he was in her presence but she’s never said anything. She couldn’t do anything because he was married.

After hearing what Tyler said to Sypher, y/n couldn’t stop thinking about how she could finally tell him how she feels, now that he’s single. She thought to herself, “He doesn’t know I’m here. What if I just came out of my room in something hot and see what happens. Hmm. I wonder..” Y/n takes off her shorts, socks and her bra, wearing only panties and a large t-shirt.

Y/n opens her door a little bit to peek out and sees Tyler sitting in a chair at the dining room table, his chair turned toward the side. She walks out of her room, acting oblivious to the news of him being single, walks through to the kitchen, right in front of Tyler. She looks at Tyler and asks “What’s wrong?” “My wife and I are getting a divorce.” He said, not realizing he was staring at her body.

Y/n opened the fridge and pulled out of water bottle. After opening the bottle, she dropped the cap on purpose. “I’m sorry to hear that. Is there any I could do to help?” She says, bending over, arching her back in front of Tyler to pick up cap. “No…. I..uh.. I’m good.” He says.

Y/n saw how he was looking at her and walked up to him, getting really close. “Are you sure?” She asked with a sexy smirk. He could see what she wanted. Tyler just looked at her with his mouth open a little bit. He didn’t know if he wanted to say yes or no, but she was very tempting.

With him not saying a word, y/n sits on his lap, straddling him. She wraps her arms around Tyler’s neck, looking into his eyes, and starts to sway her hips in slow circles, grinding on him. He takes a deep breath and his eyes get lazy. He rests his hands on her waist, closes his eyes, and lays his head back.

Y/n started to kiss his neck and he melted into it. After a moment, he sat his head up and grabbed her, one hand on her upper back and the other hand pressed against her lower back. He started to get so much adrenaline and started kissing her, shoving his tongue into her mouth and swirling it around.

Suddenly he said “I can’t take it anymore.” Y/n got up and he turned her sound, bending her over the dining room table. Y/n looked behind her and saw him pull his shorts to his ankles. Before removing her panties, he pressed up against her ass and takes off her shirt. His hands feeling her soft back, made their way to her underwear. He pulled them off and was bestowed with a beautifully plumb ass. He smacks it, making her hiss. “Sorry.” He says leaning down to kiss her ass cheek. He kisses her lightly on her ass then trails his way to the her feminine entrance. Sticking his tongue into her folds, she gasps and lays her head on the table.

After making her good and wet with his tongue, he eagerly drove himself inside her. She moaned at the large length of his cock that she dreamed of having. Tyler grabbed her hips and started plowing into her. He moves his hands up her back and into her hair. Grasping at it, he pulls her up, still arching her back, holding her up with one arm around her and the other caressing her breast. The kisses and and suction on he gave her on her neck sent tingles down her spine.

The feel of his mouth and movements make her reach her limit. Wetness fills her as she cums on his cock still inside her. It was so warm and wet and he could feel himself getting close. Pushing her back over the table, he slams into her a few more time, as hard as he could, making her scream his name. Tyler pulled out and came on her back.

While jacking off the last little bit he could to get the rest out, they see lights pull up into the driveway. It was Sypher. He was home.

They both looked at each other, knowing they were gonna get caught if they didn’t hurry.

“Uh oh” he says, then grabs her shirt to quickly wipe the cum off her back. Y/n runs to her room and Tyler pulls his pants back up and sits back in the chair.

Sypher walks in and Tyler acts as if nothing happened. A beer is handed to him and as he popped open a bottle, he looks down the hallway to see y/n peeking out of her room. She winks and him and he smiles and takes another sip of beer.

“You gonna be alright, bro?” Sypher asks Tyler. “Yeah I’ll be ok..” he pauses, thinking of what happened with y/n, “Maybe being single isn’t too bad after all.”

[sasukeuchiha-24]

[sasuke-naruto]

Naruto x Sasuke Amor ❤️

[oozedninjas]

Any Leo fucking you when he's needy honestly

Warnings: 18+ / MDNI / NSFW / Smutish / Leo is late 20's to early 30's / general verses

Needy!Leo loves it when you breathe into his mouth, panting as he thrusts into you at just the right pace. Fuck, he missed you so much.

Needy!Leo loves it when you close your legs around his head when he goes down on you—losing his mind when you tug the banana, rubbing yourself to his face desperate to reach your peak. So fucking delicious, he drinks it all down.

Needy!Leo is crazy about your moans, he adores hearing how good he makes you feel.

Needy!Leo loves holding you so close to his plastron you can barely breathe, but god, your clit feels amazing grinding against his lower belly, that you almost don't care.

Needy!Leo stays inside after he's fucked his cum deep in your real good, slowly catching his breath as he holds you close. You're good for him, so soft and warm—what do you mean you can't breathe? This is no time for air, it's time for cuddles.