#oh to be pinned underneath him with no way to escape

[risingsoleil]

Modern AU Linzin getting hot and heavy in his office.

Long and overdue spontaneous smut for you. Not really edited and it's imperfect.

Oh well lol

Bonus: Linzin Teacher AU

"I fucking hate you so much."

That's the last thing Lin remembers before the lock turned and her body slammed against the wall. Pure muscles and raw strength pinned her down, a smoky taste on his tongue swirling on hers. Her breasts expanded tightly against his chest. Hands slid underneath her skirt and hooked along the edge of her silk panties, and roughly forced them halfway down her knees. Out of instinct, Lin spread her legs further and gasped into his mouth when several fingers slid and stretched the soaking depths within her.

Warmth danced and curled as liquid desire coated his fingers and dripped slowly down her inner thighs. Lin hardened her resolve. There's no fucking way she would let him have all this power over her.

Not Tenzin Wang.

As he kept himself busy attempting to find her g-spot (while she tried to pretend he wasn't stroking it in that moment), Lin tugged at his belt and forced his pants to loosen under her command. His own pants slid down to his ankle and her hand dove beneath the cotton fabric, gripping the thick length of his cock. Tenzin's teeth bit down on her lip, a low groan and soft hiss clashing between warm breaths.

"Asshole," Lin muttered, firmly stroking the entire length of him from head to base. When her fingers crawled back to the tip, Lin rubbed circles along the edge of the head with her thumb and Tenzin thrusted into her touch.

"Bitch."

Lin growled and pushed him off of her, forcing him to fall back clumsily on the couch. He should be thankful that a comfortable couch was there to catch him, rather than the hard desk hurting his spine while she had her way with him.

Unzipping the back of the skirt, it pooled on the floor in one puddle besides her panties. Her thighs settled on both sides of his hips, locking him down before he could escape with his dick out in the middle of her office. Lin pushed his chest, fingers splayed out until Tenzin's complete weight was pressed into the couch.

Tightening a hand around his cock, a small whimper escaped his lips and a smug smile grew on her face.

"You need to use words to tell me what you want," she whispered in his ear, guiding the tip of his cock right in between slick folds. Tenzin squirmed and attempted to lift his hips upward to meet the heavenly heat. Lin granted an inch to enter her, eyelashes fluttering close at the familiar beginning of a filling sensation.

Tenzin moaned.

And she raised herself off of him.

"Use words, Wang." Her juices smeared along the base of him, the underside of his cock aligned perfectly between wet folds. Soft moans trickled from swollen lips with every subtle shift and grinding movement. She felt him harden even more, his skin reddening slightly with more heat. "I thought you were a smooth talker."

His fingers dug into her hips, nails scratching her sensitive skin. Tenzin locked her in place and palms caressed over her hips, and squeezed her ass. Lin bit her lip, a moan cascading out.

Smack!

"Show me how well you can ride me, Beifong."

"No protection?"

"I can pull out."

A smirk. "We'll see about that."

Hands massaged the supple flesh of her ass, refusing to let go. "You're the one who can't handle me."

"I won't make it easy for you."

"You could end up pregnant."

"Ha! Don't make me laugh, Wang." She leaned closer. "You wouldn't be able to get me pregnant."

Smack!

"Hurry up and ride me then. Show me what you can do, Beifong."

Fingers tightened around his cock and Tenzin's toes curled. "Don't tell me what to do."

Why is she challenging him? They should be using protection. He should have a rubber on. Why isn't she getting the fuck off him and demanding he retrieve on? But most importantly, why isn't she moving?

"You're not even—"

Tenzin's head tilted back, words dying in his throat and fingers flexing into Lin's hips.

Whimpers and high gasps stuttered out of Lin's lips as she slowly lowered herself on him. Lin rotated her hips in a small circle to help her body accept him more easily. Her hand gripped his shoulder, only relaxing when every inch of him disappeared.

Both stilled for a moment, allowing their bodies to process the union. Tenzin subtly raised his hips upwards into Lin. Her eyes clenched shut at the sensation of him tickling deep within her.

"Fuck, Wang," Lin moaned, peering down to see her success.

His hands slid underneath her blouse, trailing up her spine and pulling her lightly toward him. A trail of pleasurable shivers followed his fingers, igniting Lin's skin. Tenzin returned back to her waist.

"Ride me, baby," he breathed against her neck, tracing his tongue on her skin. Hints of perfume pricked his palette and he moved to another spot—below her collarbone.

Lin leaned further against him, arms wrapped around his neck for leverage. Her knees guided the movements. Her body bounced lightly up and down. Both attempted to keep their moans leashed to their small bubble to avoid any unwanted interruptions. Lin buried her moans near Tenzin's ears, and she swore she felt him grow more inside of her.

Tenzin's knees began to dance to the rhythm and tempo that Lin created. Somehow, that pulled Lin out of the trance she fell into. She was the one who was supposed to have the upper hand against him. Yet, he was the one taking charge because she could feel himself restraining himself from using full force to pound into her.

Her jaw clenched as another moan spilled out from her.

Oh, that won't do.

She would not let Tenzin Wang win at all costs.

She squeezed her inner muscles.

"Oh, fuck! Lin, what are you—?!" Tenzin stiffened immediately, body almost lurching forward out of instinct. His dominance melted in that moment as Lin's inner walls pulsed and squeezed evenly. Deep and guttural groans dissolved into weak whimpers and soft cries.

Lin shifted, all of her weight resting on her feet instead. She was still adjusting to his size, but the submissive moans dancing in her ears stroked her ego and desire for power. The vibrations of their coupling reverbrated into the pit of her stomach and below her heart. He was hitting deeper and stronger in this new angle, and also crumbling to the divine pleasure only she would allow.

"Oh, baby, please..." Tenzin whimpered, biting his lip. His head leaned back, eyes closed. Lin spotted his pulse and kissed it, tracing small circles with her tongue over the sensitive spot. More waves of moans and unrestrained whimpers flowed in tandem with her desire. "I'm about to cum..."

"You're about to cum?" She kissed his jaw and licked his ear.

Tenzin whimpered and nodded. "Mhm."

Her tempo slowed and a frustrated growl released.

"What are you doing?" Tenzin hissed, raising his hips to pound without abandon into her. But gasped when her inner walls clenched his dick intently. "Fuuuck, baby. Please..."

"I like when you beg," Lin chuckled darkly. "Keep doing it and I might let you cum."

"Lin, please."

She bounced on him harder, faster, and incomprehensible words bled out of Tenzin's mouth. Loud clapping of their bodies echoed into the room, bouncing off othe walls.

"Do you like that?"

"Yes," his voice cracked.

"Are you gonna cum?"

"Uh-huh."

"Where?"

"I-I don't know. Baby, I just need you to let me cum."

"I won't let you make a mess in my office."

Tenzin's fingernails dug into her flesh. "Okay," he whispered, panting loudly and unevenly. Lin didn't stop nor slow down her speed and intensity. "Fuuuuck, baby," came the deep, guttural and raw groan the moment she squeezed Tenzin's cock within her.

"Mmmm."

His cock twitched and she slowed her tempo, stopping not longer after. Tenzin buried his face into her shoulder and Lin scratched his nails at the nape of his neck.

"Don't get too comfortable," Lin murmured. "You need to make me cum now."

[doll-elvis]

oh.

[screampied]

pls pls pls can we get some overstimulating toji, Hes whimpering so much, maybe tie his hands up 👀🙏 love u twin

❤︎ ໋𓈒 toji letting you "top" him

warnings. fem! reader, overstim, whiney toji, riding him after he cūms, dirty talk, mdni.

“hmph. you’re gettin’ too fuckin’ cocky,” toji gruffs lowly, leaning back against the padded comforter. dark eyes stare right back into you as you straddle his lap. he’s buried into you, and he was just about to finish. his breaths were quick paced, huffing and puffing. white clouds of air escape his lips as he keeps dark irises on each of your fidgety movements. “wipe that smile of y’er face. don’t like when ya give me that look.”

you hum, leaning in to toss your arms over his wide shoulders. whilst he’s stretching your gummy walls out to the very fullest— you lean in to plant a kiss near the right side of his lip, soft contact right against his infamous slanted scar. a soft moan always withdraws from his lips whenever you did that. the toughness that scraps against your mouth as you plant your lips down on that specific spot. “or …what?” you tease, grinding your hips just a bit more brisker at a fleeting tempo. “aw, someone’s getting close?”

“fuuuck,” he growls out, pearly white canines sticking out near the very corners of his mouth. toji’s head throws back in rapture and he feels your hand glide down the middle part of his chest. his shaggy, unkempt bare chest—all types of scars from his work that you love to feel all over. he’s about to pump you full, the blissful agitation that pokes against his nerves makes him feral. “sensitive still,” and with a low exhale, he glares at your stretching sly smile. “don’t give me that look. don’t …. even—f-fuck..”

and at that exact moment, toji fushiguro whined.

you grow quiet. he grows so quiet, it’s so silent that you could hear a pen drop.

toji swallows, even a simple action as that was just so loud. he groans, leaning back against the fat silk pillows before he stares at you with low hooded eyes.

“s-shit,” and his voice continues to grow more . . . shaky.

it’s so unlike him, the way his words quaver from each word was so cute to hear. you even had his hands tied up, pinned amongst the edges of the bed. he was sprawled all out for you while you were grinding against his lap.

“i spoil you too much, f-fuckin’ little girl,” and he’s clearly trying to keep up his rough facade— but alas, it’s really no use.

“you’re cute when you whine, baby,” you smooch against the scar near the right side of his lip.

his mouth twitches in vexation and you watch as his eyes roll further back.

his abdomen— oh, it burns into a mild volume of arousal, he’s profusely sweating before he feels himself about to break. each time you sneak a kiss against his scar, he groans. “mwah,” you tease, treating the lower part of his face with such delicacy. toji was shooting you a look of grimace. briefly—he tried to keep up his stubborn antics, but his glare only turned into lewd eye rolls from how good you clamp against his cock. it’s so good, the saturation of your sopping wet pussy squeezing down on him tight, he’s going dumb by the minute. “it’s okay, toji. you can cum.”

“don’t tell me what to d—” and he gets cut off before he quite literally does cum, it’s abrupt. toji’s quavering underneath you as he dumps a thickset load of seed into you. “shit, fuckin’ damn,” he heaves. his breath was heavy as he’s leaning all the way back now. with a hand still gripped onto your left hip, he sinks into the weightlessness nirvana that awaited him. “fuuck,” he pants, a rough hand grasping your ass— for a solid moment, toji grows quiet and the only sounds that’s could have been made were the sloshes of your cunt accepting his seed. somehow he managed to rip off the restraints on his wrists—wasting no time to finally touch you. in the midst of still rocking your hips in a circular rotation again toji—it consists of such satiny ropes, you’ve never felt more stuffed. “ugh, fuckin’ slut. got me moanin’ for you like this-”

you giggle, gifting him with a chaste kiss. “i’m not done, baby. keep up with me, okay?”

toji’s caught by surprise once you start to move your hips again, accelerating them against him and he whines. “f-fuck, the fuck? girl, ‘jus fuckin’ came . . sensitive, goddamnnn.”

it was cute, the way his low raspy voice pitches up an octave— he’s whimpering, the rapid movements of your pussy having him practically speechless. with his twitching dick now flaccid, he’s still got a firm grip on your waist. a raw groan only then wrenches from the back of his throat.

“can’t cum anymore, f-fuck, ‘m still sensitive,” he babbles, softly pulling you by the neck to give him a kiss.

and by kiss, it was more sloppy than anything. with wet tongues moving against each other in tavern, he feels you grinding again and again.

toji’s so warm. he can feel his heartbeat coercively pulsating through his ears. your tender touch against him had him so needy. even while having him like this— he was still attractive, yet that’s when you grab his wrists, making him pin them back again. “fuck are ya d-doing.”

“no touching me, baby,” you hum, and his glare returns. with pinkish crimson lips squeezing into a scowl, his darkened eyebrows curl into a furrow. “touch me after you give me another one, yeah?”

he swallows, toji couldn’t believe how dominant you were being. it was rare to get him like this, even rare to be on top of him.

“fuckin’ brat,” he grouses, his muscles near his forearms tensing. your cunt’s involuntarily constricting around his massive length. your walls hug him tightly before he starts to pant more and more. “fine. f-fine, just kiss me again…… please.”

you lean in, throwing your arms around his broad shoulders before pulling him into a deep kiss.

he’s so sensitive—heavy, hot huffs of breaths gnashing together, he whines again in your mouth. toji shivers, feeling the print of your thumb brush down against his undercut. he groans, feeling your hips start to pick up pace again and he pulls away to breathe. “phew,” he puffs out, seeing nothing but pure stars. you rode him so good that he didn’t even have a witty comeback.

toji’s entire face was all flustered, he glowers once he sees your smug grin tug against your lips. “what.”

“you should whine more,” you pause your hips, leaning in to pepper a few kisses against his cheek. he’s so fluttered—still heaving through his full lungs, eyelids halfway open as a big arm wraps around your waist. toji pulls you close, despite how embarrassed he was—he took it as a opportunity to pull you closer towards him. “you sound so cute when you’re whiney.”

“shut up,” he pouts, avoiding eye contact. toji’s still stuffed inside of you before he grunts once he feels you starting to move then stop. “m-mhm. don’t stop though. keep going.”

you giggle, bringing a single finger to stroke his cheek. “say please, toji.”

“fuckin—” he starts, sending you straight daggers. he’d argue further but he was still deeply buried into you. just a quick move with your hips and he’d start whining again from the euphoric friction. “fine. fine, just finish fucking me, please.”

“good boy,” you kiss the top of his head, starting up your hips again and he brings you into his chest, wrapping his beefy arms around you before whimpering into your neck.

he swallows, seeping his teeth into the crevice of your neck. “shut u-mhm,” and he slumps back with a pussydrunk smile on his face. “actually….praise me more. call me that again, ‘n look at me when you do.”

“good boy, toji,” you repeat in a sweet voice, picking up his head to make him stare into your eyes—he’s still panting before he leans back, groaning, shuddering from your touch. “such a good boy.”

[romantichomicide95]

FIVE FAVORITE SPOTS ⨾

satoru gojo x reader smut

cw: minors dni. satoru shows you his five favorite spots on your body.

“Thanks for taking me out baby.” You say, sitting on the edge of your bed to take off your heels.

“Anything for my favorite girl.” Satoru flashes his million dollar smile your way as he shuts the bedroom door before getting into bed, laying his head against the pillows.

You turn to look at him, adoration laced all over your features. “You’re sweet Toru, how’d I get so lucky?”

“It’s me that’s lucky princess, I must have done something right to catch your eye.” He grabs your arm and pulls you down with him. You giggle as he wraps his muscular arms around your body, his warmth enveloping you. His hand slowly wanders down to your ass and he gives it a light squeeze.

“Toruuuu.” you giggle.

He laughs, pressing a kiss yo your forehead. “Sorry can’t help myself, fucking love your ass baby.”

“You an ass guy huh?” You raise an eyebrow, though you already know the answer. Satoru is an ass guy, though to be fair he’s a boob guy too. He likes everything about you if he’s honest. Every curve of your body, every soft sigh that escapes your lips, every shiver that runs down your spine. The way your eyes light up with desire, the way your breath hitches when he touches you in all the right places, the way your body responds to his touch.

He traces the curve of your hip with his fingers, before giving your ass another little squeeze. “Guilty as charged.”

“Good thing it’s all yours.” you say, wiggling it slightly against his touch.

He smiles and nuzzles his face into your neck. “Got that right, it is mine.” He whispers in your ear. “All of you, every inch…all mine.”

He takes one hand, running his fingers softly against your jawline. “That gives me an idea…how about I give you a tour of all my favorite spots on your body?”

You give him a playful chuckle. “Oh yeah?” you say in a flirtatious tone. “How you gunna do that?”

He rolls you over and pins you to the bed, looming over you with one hand on either side of your body. “I have a few ideas.”

You look up at him, your eyes trailing over the way his muscular arms seem to burst out of his shirt, you bite your lip. “Alright…show me.”

He leans down and kisses your neck, his lips trailing hot kisses down to your collarbone. “This is the first spot.” He whispers against your skin. “I love the way your body shivers whenever I kiss this spot right here.” He leans in to kiss the spot between your shoulder and collarbone, his tongue softly swiping along the flesh.

You shiver, precisely like he said you would and goosebumps start to litter your skin. You feel him smirk against your neck and your heart rate picks up. “Yeah, that’s a good spot.”

“Good girl.” He says. He kisses up your neck, and across your jawline until his lips connect with yours. His tongue slides along your lips before pushing inside, slowly dancing with yours.

“Spot number two.” He says pulling away from the kiss, smiling cockily at the way your plump pouty lips chase his. “It might be cheating but I really like kissing you.”

You can feel your body responding to his touch, your heart racing, your breath coming in short gasps. “You’re teasing now Toru.” You say, trying to sound annoyed but failing miserably.

“That’s all part of the fun.” He says, leaning in close to whisper in your ear. His warm breathe brushes along your skin, and the shiver it elicits from you causes his lips to curve in a mischievous smile. “Shall I continue?”

You nod, looking up at innocently through thick lashes as his fingers trace the hem of your t-shirt. “Gutta take this off for spot number 3.” He says, before pulling your shirt off over your head and discarding it on the floor.

He looks down at you, taking in the sight of you beneath him. He sucks in a breath, trying to ignore the tent in his pants because he’s having way too much fun with this little game of his. “Need this off too.” He says before expertly reaching underneath you and unhooking your bra so quick it takes you a second to realize it’s even happened.

He leans down, kissing that special spot on your neck before trailing his kisses down your chest. He licks the skin of your breast teasingly before taking a nipple between his lips, his tongue darting around the bud. His eyes darken with hunger as he feels your body respond to him. He continues to tease your nipple with his tongue, flicking it rapidly until you let out a soft moan. He brings his hand up to pinch the other nipple lightly before his large hand toys with the flesh.

Just as you feel the moisture pool between your legs he’s stopped. His hands are on your sides, moving slowly down as his thumb moves along your skin. His touch soft and gentle until his hands are on your hips. His eyes dart to you, pretty blues holding your gaze as his fingers loop into the waistband of your pants sliding them down and off your body.

He leans down, littering kisses across your skin his teeth sinking into your flesh every so often leaving little marks in their wake. Satorus way of marking you as all his.

“Now, spot number 4” He says. His lips trail down your stomach, until he’s kissing and licking your inner thighs, teasing you with every stroke of his tongue.”Love these thighs.” He says between kisses. “When you wear little shorts or little skirts they drive me mad. So fucking sexy.”

Finally, his kisses reach your core. He gently parts yours legs as he kisses you over your panties, his tongue swiping along the wet spot that’s formed against the fabric. “So fucking wet for me aren’t you?” He says as he swipes his tongue along the the wet spot again, you buck your hips up desperately, chasing his touch as he continues to make out with your clothed pussy.

“Mmm. So needy.” He says, his lips forming a cocky smirk as he softly runs two fingers over the fabric. “Now this princess, this is my favorite spot.” He says, finally pulling your panties down and throwing them behind him.

He slides his fingers through your folds, gathering your wetness onto them. He brings his fingers to your lips, pushing them inside and down your throat, making you gag and moan softly as you taste yourself on his fingers. He fucks his fingers down your throat a few more times, his eyes sparkle as he watches you gag.

"Mmm, see how good you taste." He says finally removing his fingers and coming up to kiss you. “Taste so fucking good huh?” He slides his tongue against yours as his fingers slide back along your folds, teasing your entrance.

He kisses down your body again until he reaches your core, he nips the skin above your pussy with his teeth softly before he dips his tongue into you, tasting your slick. You moan softly, your hips bucking against his face as he laps at you, his tongue flicking against your clit. Your hands lace in his snowy locks, pushing him down slightly, begging for more.

You moan his name loudly as he slides two fingers inside you, pumping them in and out. His tongue swirls around your clit as he laps at your juices, moaning around your sweet spot. You start to squirm beneath him, on the edge, desperate for release.

"Toru, please!" You cry out, your body shaking with need. He smiles against your pussy, his eyes looking up at you, filled with lust. "Not yet, baby. Not until I'm inside you."

He removes his fingers from you, and comes up to kiss your lips. making you whimper in protest. He stands up to undress himself and you feel your pussy twitch at the sight of him. Abs dripping with sweat, cock sprung forward hard and ready.

He climbs back into bed with you. “On your knees for me baby. Gunna show you one more spot.” And you happily do as your told, you look back at him, shaking your ass a little.

Satoru can't help but admire your beautiful ass. It's a sight he never gets tired of. He reaches out, giving your ass a slap before guiding his cock to your entrance.

As he pushes into you, you both let out a moan. The feeling of him filling you up is indescribable. He starts to move, his thrusts slow and steady at first, building up momentum as you both get lost in the feeling.

"Fuck….now this is the last spot," he groans, his hands gripping your hips as he moves deeper inside you, “spot number 5. Right here, deep inside this pretty cunt feel that?”

His hands grip your hips tighter as he slams his hips against your ass over and over. “Love the way this pretty pussy squeezes my cock, right here…” He says pushing his cock against your cervix. “Ahhh, yeah squeezing me so good princess.” He moans out.

He reaches between your legs, finding your clit again and begins to rub it in a circular motion while thrusting into you. Your moans fill the room and you feel the familiar sensations wash over you.

Suddenly Satoru flips you over onto your back. He positions his cock at your entrance again. “Wanna watch you when I make you cum.” He says and he buries his cock deep inside you once more. His hips begin to move in a rhythmic motion, his cock sliding in and out of your wet cunt with ease.

Satorus thrusts become more urgent and he comes down to kiss you, your nails reaching around digging into his back urging him on. He buries his face in your shoulder as his heavy, ragged breathes fill your ears. Slight whimpers escaping his lips as he feels himself being pushed over the edge.

You clench around him as you feel your impending orgasm. Satorus hips slam into you over and over, driving his cock deeper inside you with each stroke. His fingers dig into your hips, leaving bruises as he tries to hold on for as long as possible.

“I'm gonna cum, baby," he growls into your ear, his voice thick with desire. "I'm gonna fill you up with my cum. Cum with me…” He pants heavily, his body shaking as he tries to catch his breath. Sweat drips down his forehead as he loses control of his thrusts, pushing your legs up above your head.

“I’m cu-cumming.” You say gripping his shoulders as your orgasm washes over you and you cum around his cock. “F-fill me up Toru, want you to fill my pussy up.”

Finally, as you say those words Satoru can't take it anymore. With a moan that echoes through the room, he releases himself inside you, his hot seed filling you up completely. He pants heavily against your neck, his heart racing as he tries to catch his breath.

He slowly pulls out of you, his cock slippery with your juices. He collapses on top of you, your sweaty bodies sticking together. He kisses you softly on the lips and you smile against him, trying to catch your breathe.

“Maybe next time I’ll show you my five favorite places yeah?”

[tired-teacher-blog]

This was a request. And yes I know, my requests are currently closed, but when I received this one a few days ago, I had the urge to work on it, so here we are.

• When cuddling with your boyfriend Iida turns a bit steamy.

_ "Honey, are you asleep already?" a familiar and soothing voice sounded from behind you to tickle your ear, as two strong arms pulled you flush against a hard surface.

_ "No, not yet." you responded through an uncontrollabe yawn and wiggled yourself deeper in the man's embrace.

You were lying though, and were on the verge of slumber had he not spoken, the movie you two had settled on earlier was over just moments ago, and the end credits rolled up announcing it was time to vacate the comfy sofa and go to bed instead, but it felt too cozy to move, wrapped in your boyfriend's arms this way was what you needed.

Sleep be damned.

_ "Tenya, don't you wanna watch something else?" you craned your neck wishing to catch a glimpse of the man holding you close, and you did, a cute grin adorning his lips as he gazed back at you.

_ "Do you have any idea what time it is right now? We both have work in the morning so we can't afford to stay up late." he nuzzled your cheek while whispering the words, kissing your warm skin again and again until you started giggling.

_ "Alright I know, then just a few more minutes?" you shifted in his hold until facing him.

Finally, a clear view of the dazzling man lying by your side.. soft dark blue hair falling around his face, a gentle gaze that was -for once- not hidden behind his thick glasses, a relaxed smile on those lips you craved to kiss, and most importantly, no sign of that stress he usually carries throughout the day due to the dangers of work, he was obviously enjoying the closeness you shared in this moment of peace.

_ "How can I say no to you?" he breathed out while swiftly moving to lay on top of you, "but if we're doing that, then I actually prefer this position."

You couldn't help the chuckle escaping your throat as you accepted him in your arms, he's heavy, almost knocking the air out of your lungs, but you didn't want him to move even an inch away.

He sighed contentedly while settling between your legs and nuzzling your neck like a kitten, his lips ghosting over your pulse and luring a tingle to run under your skin.

Your fingers played with his silky hair and scratched at the undercut as he slipped his warm hands under your shirt, caressing your sides and skimming across your belly while he playfully nibbled on your neck.

_ "What are you doing? Stop it tickles!" you thrashed and laughed uncontrollably but to no avail, he had you pinned underneath his massive weight and no way to flee.

He glanced up through his lashes with a smirk that you could sense ghosting over your skin, before kissing his way to your face.

_ "I'm simply showcasing my love for you, and kissing is a prime way of doing so." a response that only he could ever provide, one that you found exceptionally cute.

You cradled his face with a little squeeze on his cheeks, bringing his mouth to you for a deep kiss.

His lips moved slowly against yours, molding together perfectly in a rhythmic dance.. sweet, delicate and addictive, that's how it felt, and you soon found yourself needing more.

Your fingers traveled up to thread through his hair, pulling faintly when he playfully nibbled on your lip. The air was getting steamier each moment that passed, and a pleasant heat surged from your face to your neck and then your chest, until it settled in the pit of your tummy.

His hips moved shallowly and obviously absent-mindedly against you to relieve the growing bulge nudging your groin. You still wanted more though, just a little bit more of that delicious friction as you cursed the barrier of clothing between you and him, but this was fine too, if only he would thrust a little harder, a little faster, just a little..

_ "Oh no! I'm.. I'm so sorry! I'll be right back!" his sudden outburst startled you as he promptly broke the kiss to cry out the words, proceeding to untangle himself from you and run off God-knows-where-to.

_ "Tenya, what's happening? Why would you want to leave?" you were quick to wrap your legs around his waist and press him further against you, a move that coaxed a whimper to leave you both.

_ "I need to go to the bathroom, just give me a minute." his clenched jaw, flushed face and dark look in his eyes spoke differently though, and you knew that only a bit of persuasion would keep him in your presence.

_ "You don't need to go sweetie, just let me take care of this for you." and your hand was already sliding down his chest before slipping past the waistband of his sweatpants to palm his erection through the thin fabric of his boxers.

He couldn't utter another word after that, but the aroused groans leaving his throat announced your victory, as his restless hips chased after the warmth of your palm.

The plan was to go to bed early as he had suggested, but that was no longer an option, and you both knew it.

So what if you end up arriving a bit late to work? This is worth it.

Divider by : @/cafekitsune

[fettuccin-e]

Like It Like That

Kinktober Day 16: Role-Reversal

Tags: Steven Grant x Reader, afab!fem!reader, unprotected piv (pls oh pls wrap it irl i'm begging you), rough sex, fingering (r!recieving), slight degradation, dom!steven my love my life (w/c: 897)

A/N: Another part of the rapid-fire Kinktober catch-up! This one is a tad short but guys we're so close to being fully caught up I can practically taste it oh my gosh!! And I needed more husband Steven, especially because I feel like I fluctuate between dom and subby Steven in all of my fics, so he's perfect for role-reversal! (I've been using these prompts from flightlessangelwings for the month!)

He’s usually so good for you. Perfectly happy to whine beneath you as you do whatever you want to him. And he’s always so responsive, giving into your every whim without question, desperate for your touch.

Marc put the idea in his head, just like he always seems to. Steven supposes that he brought it on himself, asking Marc if he really liked being in charge as much as he seems to. He did.

“'Course I do, and she fucking loves it,” Marc had said, eyes going dark. “She gets so damn desperate for it. It’s like she’s in goddamn heat.”

Steven had watched you both that night, watched on through your bedroom mirror as Marc tore you apart, fucking into you harder than Steven has ever dared to. And you had cried with the force of it, dripping down Marc’s cock as he fucked you hard enough for tears to spring to your eyes.

Steven couldn’t get the image out of his head, needing to see you like that again, needing to be the reason for it.

He asks you one night, over dinner of all things, like he’s discussing the fucking weather, “Can I have control for a night?”

“What?” you ask, setting your fork down and scooching closer to him on the couch. “Like, in the bedroom?”

Steven’s face flushes bright red. He won’t make eye contact with you. “Yeah,” he breathes, “Want to see how it feels, if that’s alright with you.”

You smile at him, ducking to his lips to meet him in a gentle kiss. “Of course, Steven,” you murmur. “Of course you can take control, see if you like it.” And in the back of your head, you can’t help but wonder how Steven, the sweetest, most docile man you’ve ever known, could possibly be dominant.

A few nights later, you find out. You find out, spread underneath him, just how far he can take it.

 “Fuck, please Steven, need it so bad, please,” you whine, unable to help yourself as Steven’s fingers spread you apart, jamming into your pussy so hard your head spins. 

“God, that’s so beautiful, love,” he murmurs, “keep begging for me.” And you realize that you’ve never been the one begging for him before. It’s always him, writhing and pleading beneath you. The change, his dark eyes roving down your body as he plays with you like a fucking toy, is enough to give you whiplash, sending you into a tailspin.

“Please, Steven,” you gasp as his fingers jackhammer into your g-spot, sending your back arching as you bear down on his fingers. “Please fuck me, need it- need it so bad, baby.”

Steven grins, the same cocky, self-satisfied grin Marc always gives you when he’s got you like this. It’s fucking maddening.

“Marc was right,” he murmurs, “you’re fucking gorgeous when you get desperate like this.” You flush with heat at the compliment, throwing your arm over your eyes to escape from Steven’s unrelenting gaze.

Before you can even breathe, Steven grips your wrist, pinning your arm above your head. “Look at me when I fuck you,” he snarls, deep and dark and so unlike your Steven that it makes your entire body lock up, feeling like you’ve been struck by lightning. You’re lightheaded as you feel the blunt head of his cock push at your gaping entrance.

He doesn’t break eye contact, holding your arm above your head as he pushes inside without remorse, not giving you a second to recover before he’s pulling out, and slamming into you again.

You’re so used to the way Steven whines beneath you, his hips bucking uncontrollably.

Now, you’re the one gasping for air as he growls above you, fucking into you at a pace that is utterly obscene, practically ripping you apart, straight down the middle, with his violent thrusts.

“Steven, fuck, oh my god, Steven,” you slur between his harsh movements into your aching body. You can hear the sound of your pussy around his cock, the wet slapslapslap of your bodies meeting over and over again.

“God, you’re so wet for me, love,” he rasps. He pulls his hand away from your wrist to grasp your hips, his fingers digging into your flesh as he pulls you onto his cock. “You love this, don’t you? Being used?”

You choke on your moans with his words, gasping for air.

“Fuck! Yes, I love it, love when you fuck me like this, oh shit- Steven!” Tears spring to your eyes, leaking down your cheeks. The headboard slams against the wall, threatening to dent it, but you couldn’t care less. Not when it feels like you could pass out from the pleasure of it all, Steven’s cock jamming into your g-spot with every single thrust.

“You look fucking perfect like this, darling,” Steven growls, “getting fucked like a slut.”

And you’re fucking gone, trembling and gasping soundlessly as you squeeze Steven’s cock with your orgasm, your nails digging into his shoulders. He thrusts in once, twice before he’s following, leaning into you to lick into your mouth, his hips moving in aborted little thrusts as he floods your pussy with his cum.

As you both settle, Steven lets himself rest on top of you, his weight comforting and warm.

“Did you like it, Steven?” You whisper, running your fingers through the hair on the back of his head.

“Mhm,” he hums tiredly into the crook of your neck. You chuckle.

“Good, because I fucking loved it.”

[compact-turtle]

I'll listen to you next time. Okay? ~

Concept: Yandere Space Explorer x Gn Reader: Spicy Edition

Summary: Orion ignores your pleas to stay home and decides to follow you into the jungle.

TW: NS//FW, finger/ing, dub-con?, biting, general yandere stuff, riding, just being horny yk

Word count: 1.4k

Note: I'm like a thousand followers late but here's the first part of the thousand (now 2 thousand?!?!) follower celebration I promised!! I plan on breaking it up into 3 different posts for each character. First will be Orion, then Ivar and Atticus last!

Entry Date XX-XX-XXX Y/n has begun hoarding large amounts of food lately. No preference for food in the pile with the exception of Aishi flowers. Behavior lately has been erratic. Body language suggests uneasiness and anxiety. They’ve instructed me to stay in the hut for a few days while they leave on a journey. They brought all the Aishi flowers with them along with half the food pile. In order to understand their behavior, I am choosing to ignore their request and will follow them. I have- 

"Oh fuck” Orion whispered as he finally noticed how lifeless the jungle had suddenly become. 

He was utterly absorbed in finishing his journal entry, neglecting to watch his surroundings despite your repeated warnings. Orion couldn't determine how long the forest had been silent. 

He quietly packed up his items, his heart pounding and his breath quickening.

It's fine. You were pretty close. You were just a few hundred feet inside a nearby cave that he'd tracked you down to. 

 Keep calm. Orion reminded himself multiple times as his feet picked up the pace. His eyes caught a glimpse of something purple stalking him. 

No more calm. 

Orion booked it. He clutched his satchel tightly while weaving through the jungle. Roots nearly tripped him. The jungle began to blur into a confusing tapestry of blue, green, and every other color. 

Suddenly, he was pinned to the ground. Its sharp teeth flashed, and a disgusting smell wafted into his nose. 

"GET OFF ME" Orion yelled as he attempted to kick the beast off him. 

The kick did very little to harm it. At most, he probably annoyed the creature. The beast growled and opened its mouth wider. 

Something pushed the giant beast off him just as it was about to take a bite. The beast staggered back in shock. A large howl escaped the beast.

You jumped on top of it with a blade in your head. You quickly shoved your blade into the side of the beast. Cries of pain echoed from it as he watched you take the knife out of its neck. It shook you off its back, and you fell onto the ground. Quickly, it ran into the jungle. 

"WHY YOU HERE? SUPPOSED TO STAY HOME!" You screamed at him. Your body was sluggish as it dragged itself off the ground.

"I wanted to make sure you were doing okay! You've been acting so weird lately and-." 

"Go home. Now." 

Without looking back, you slowly walked into a nearby cave. Orion tip-toed behind you into the cave, trying not to upset you any further. A makeshift leaf curtain door covered the entrance. The cave was small and had a dead end. A pile of aishi flowers was littered around with a musk smell.

You immediately collapsed onto the flower when you walked in. Your body giving up as it pushed itself past the limit. Orion rushed over to you. At first, he assumed you were injured in the fight with the predator.

His eyes darted in surprise when he realized you were bare. He pulled you into his arms with your back facing him. Sweat dripped down your forehead as you buried yourself in his arms. It took Orion a few seconds to understand what was wrong with you. A small smile snaked itself way onto his lips. 

"I'm so sorry, Y/n. I didn't know it was your heat and mating season! You should've said something to me. I would've helped you. "Orion said sweetly as he traced his finger down your back. You gave a soft mew and shuddered underneath his touch. 

"Nooo. Give me flowers. I eat." You cried, trying to fight him. "I need it!"

Orion reached over and gently fed you a flower. Your body began to cool down, and your mews died down. The sensitivity is fading away. A look of soberness slowly leaked into your eyes. 

Hm. No wonder you were collecting these so much. They were meant to suppress your heat. Still, you didn't need the flowers now that he was here to assist you. He snatched the flower from your hand. You whined as he took it away. 

Orion resumed teasing your body. His finger stopped at the base of your tail. He wrapped his fingers around it, following its length until the tip. He marveled at the flexibility of your tail as it wrapped around his arm in pleasure. The fur underneath his skin was soft like the blankets in your room. 

 When his fingers reached the end, he circled them around it and toyed with it. Tiny trembles reverberated through your body. You began to pant more. Drool slipped over the side of your mouth, and a flushed color began to paint your skin.

"Does it feel good? Am I a good boy helping you?" 

"Nooooo. Stop. No touch," You babble incoherently. 

"Hm? It doesn't feel good here. I'm so sorry. Let me try somewhere else." Orion apologized teasingly while he nibbled on your ear.  

His finger began to trail down lower from your tail. Gently, he pried your legs apart. He slowly slipped his finger inside you. You writhed when Orion pushed it in. Your tail curled up, and your eyes glazed over in pleasure. 

Your hole was wet as it ached for him. It wrapped around his finger as he pushed in and out of it. Wet slick coating the entire finger. The sensation of your hole was exhilarating with the pressure around it as he added another finger. As his fingers curved inside you, the feeling intensified around him. He shivered in bliss as your back arched, trying to make the fingers go in deeper. 

Your voice echoed through the cave. He listened as you mewed out small chirps and cries. He adjusted your head and began to suck on your tongue. Greedily, he relished the taste of your mouth. The taste of your mouth was so sweet, like honey. It brought him pure bliss, and he was almost ready to explode. 

His cock ached and was sore inside his pants. He began to grind on your back, desperate for release. He lapped at your tounge and it felt like he'd drank ambrosia from the gods. Every drop dripped from his mouth straight into his very essence. He couldn't take it anymore as he rubbed himself into your back.

Suddenly, you ripped your lips off of him. A throbbed headache resounded as you pushed him on the floor. His fingers leave your tight hole. 

He watched you get on top of him. You sat on top of him, and your tail pinned his hands to the ground. You tore off his pants. His cock managed to spring free. He moaned as you tried to sit down on him. Your body desperately tries to take his entire length. You shifted and shuffled in various directions, trying to make it fit. 

Finally, your walls managed to take him in. You slicked up his dick with your nectar and pushed it inside yourself deeper. He groaned at how tight you were inside. It almost felt suffocating. Still, he adored the way you devoured him, and was still ravenous for more.

"Can I finish inside you? Please, please, please, let me," Orion begged as you moved your hips, "You feel too good. I'll do whatever you want. Just let me finish in you." 

"No. Ri, not listen to me. Bad boy today." You said through gasps.

You leaned down and bit his neck as punishment for even asking that. Something in him broke. He knew it was too soon. You just put it inside, and he wanted to fill you up. 

He tried to listen and hold back. However, the image of you full of him pushed him over the edge. Your belly filled with him to the brim. Your sweet slick mixed with his salty seed. Your delicate skin is stained with his dirty white liquid. Afterward, you'd lift yourself up and spill the extra fluid your hole couldn't contain. 

A slight whine escaped your lips as Orion made his fantasy a reality. He painted your walls white and moaned as you took it all in. He couldn't help it. Listening to you call him a bad boy while riding him was too much. 

"I'm sorry for not listening to you today. Let's do it again, and I'll listen to you this time. Okay?" 

[starryylies]

Omg 141 with touch-starved gf that just gets turned on from every little thing they do cause she's not used to it. Been heavy on my mind

TF-141 with touch starved reader

Hiiii sososo sorry for replying late, everything is getting postponed cuz of work :((((

I hope you enjoy this anon! Thank you so much for the awesome request, I love it!!

PRICE-

ꨄ︎ loves it loves it lovesssss itttttt

ꨄ︎ thinks you’re like a cat who actually loves cuddles but acts like she doesn’t

ꨄ︎ calls you his kitty

ꨄ︎ loves patting your head and calling you his “good kitty”

ꨄ︎ loves how he’s the only one who’s seen how touch starved you are

ꨄ︎ lives for the reaction you have for when he even touches you slightly making body stiffen and your thighs clench from arousal.

ꨄ︎ will keep his hand on your thigh in public all to make sure you behave when others are around

ꨄ︎ loves teasing And welll taming you

ꨄ︎ thinks it’s adorable how you get all whiny when you’re turned on by his teasing.

ꨄ︎ but how can he stop when you look so pretty trying to hide your arousal

ꨄ︎ would make sure nobody finds out though, not because it’s embarrassing but because he doesn’t want anyone else to get the wrong idea and mess with you

ꨄ︎ will make you hump his legs when he’s busy

ꨄ︎ Loves how desperate you are when turned on :(

ꨄ︎ “use your words princess, you want me? my what exactly? Say it”

ꨄ︎ “bad fuckin’ kitty making me fuck you in the neighbors bathroom all cus youre a wet fuckin’ mess”

SIMON-

ꨄ︎ it takes time for him to get adjusted in the beginning

ꨄ︎ ar first he found it a bit overwhelming since he’s had terrible experiences in the past but as you guys go on with the relationship he slowly finds it comforting.

ꨄ︎ has a low sex drive in the beginning but will try his best to please you,

ꨄ︎ so in the beginning he started off by kisses here and there till he gets used to it more.

ꨄ︎ likes how you cling onto him as a koala :)

ꨄ︎ is very touch starved in the beginning but feels awkward about it

ꨄ︎ sometimes felt inadequate but those feelings are lost when he’s fucking you till you’re a babbling mess moaning into the pillow case. :)

ꨄ︎ slowly as your relationship deepens I believe his sex drive will increase greatly and now he’d be more comfortable being clingy and touch starved

ꨄ︎ would make sure you’re well satisfied especially during the days you ovulate

ꨄ︎ you both are like each others cuddly cats ₍˄·͈ ‧̫ ·͈˄₎

ꨄ︎ loves the way you whine under his touch

ꨄ︎ loves giving you kisses whenever he can in the house.

ꨄ︎ very protective and will make sure nobody takes advantage of you

ꨄ︎ loves the way your pussy clenches on him when you’re under him.

ꨄ︎ swears he will cum fast if you continue squeezing his cock so hard,

ꨄ︎”ugh fuckin’ hell princess not so right, gonna’ Milk me dry righ’ here love fuckk”

SOAP-

ꨄ︎ oh this man is a menace, will purposely tease you

ꨄ︎ he loves how you squirm when he tries kissing you

ꨄ︎ loves how you visibly gasp when his hand brushes against you

ꨄ︎ loves keeping his hands on your waist

ꨄ︎ will make sure you’re always satisfied, you’re still horny after one round? Let’s go again

ꨄ︎ will purposely make you sit closer to him when you guys are out teasing you by slowly moving his hand from your knees to your inner thighs~

ꨄ︎ kisses you so much, loves how audible whimpers escape your mouth when you’re on his lap and are making out

ꨄ︎ thinks you’re so cute when you tug onto him :))

ꨄ︎ loves the way you melt underneath his touch

ꨄ︎ is quick to notice when you’re frustrated and needy for him

ꨄ︎ he will pretty much fuck you like he hasn’t fucked in a year because god he lives for the little sounds and reactions you make.

ꨄ︎ pats your head too!

ꨄ︎ likes giving you massages :)

ꨄ︎ the massages lead to you pinned underneath him while his hands are gripping the bed while he pounds you till his balls are drained

ꨄ︎ “fuck Bonnie lookin’ so messy under me. you’re fuckin’ droolin, takin me in so good.”

GAZ-

ꨄ︎ biggest menace here, makes sure you’re always hot and bothered with him

ꨄ︎ oh god this man cannot keep his hands off of you

ꨄ︎ he will never ever get his hands off (until you say so ofc) but his hands will always be somewhere on your body caressing you

ꨄ︎ makes sure you get turned on when you guys are out

ꨄ︎ loves the quickies that happen when you both are out cuz you goy turned on cuz of him

ꨄ︎ thinks you’re an adorable mess when you’re horny

ꨄ︎ will buy a small panty vibrator for when he’s deployed

ꨄ︎ will turn it on any time he pleases so you don’t feel lonely when he’s gone :((

ꨄ︎ asks you to tell him in detail about what you did with yourself when he’s deployed

ꨄ︎ loves coming home from deployment finding you so needy and hot, climbing on top him the second he comes back

ꨄ︎ will probably try out many ways to tease you more

ꨄ︎ holds your hand or keeps his hand on your waist wherever you guys go.

ꨄ︎ If you’re ticklish he will definitely tickle you there whenever you feel low or anything.

ꨄ︎ loves taking care of you and loves when you cling onto him.

ꨄ︎ loves how sensitive you get when you guys are fucking but will ask you over and over again to see if he’s not crossing any limits.

ꨄ︎ “ya likin’ it babe? You like it when I come home only to catch ya playin’ with yourself? Couldn’t even wait for me could ya?”

ꨄ︎ “Yeahh fuck takin me so good, don’t squirm baby m right here, If it gets too much tell me okay?”

[popamolly]

៸៸ ﹟GO TO HELL!

pairing. alastor x ex wife!fem!reader

warnings. 18+ minors dni, short drabble, rough sex, dacryphilia, blood, overstimulation

author’s note. asks/request are open!

MASTERLIST

ALASTOR had a funny way of being in your life despite everything. You thought you escaped from him on Earth only to end up in the same boiling pot of Hell as him. At first he respected your wishes to be left alone, on Earth you weren’t too thrilled to find out that your husband had been a serial killer, you thought you could turn a blind eye to it but the weight of it became too unbearable. But when you tried to leave him— well, it didn’t particularly end well. You tried your best to avoid him, even in hell but he would always come bother you with that alluring smile of his and charming words and you’d find yourself underneath him yet again. There was no escaping his grasp.

Your eyes nearly roll into the back of your head as Alastor pounds your greedy cunt with reckless abandon. The smell of sweat and sex filling the air of his room at the Hazbin Hotel. You moan into the pillow, muffling your voice so you wouldn’t give him the pleasure of hearing you and how positively dick whipped you were but you failed at that miserably. With the sounds that fell from your mouth you were sure that the other patrons of the Hotel could hear you and that was embarrassing— as well as a turn on for not only you but your ex husband.

“Oh let’s hear that voice, my dear.” Alastor chuckled darkly, his claw like fingers digging into the soft flesh of your skin so harshly that you were sure it drew blood. The radio demon had you pinned to the bed on all fours, ass up in the air so he could spread your cheeks to watch his cock disappear inside you. With your back arched and face planted into the pillow you swore you could feel him in your stomach. He was just so deep, stretching you so wide that you felt as if you would break.

“Alastor—! mm..i-it’s too much!” You moaned, your words coming out in nothing but broken phrases as Alastor reduces you to nothing but a drooling mess. Tears stained your cheeks from the overwhelming pleasure and you couldn’t help but beg him to have some type of mercy on you. You weren’t even sure if you had it in you to give him another orgasm because your whole body felt as if it would go numb, “Please! N-No more..ah!”

Alastor’s breath was against your ear, making you shudder just as that familiar feeling in your stomach began to tighten, itching to snap at any moment, “Take it. Give me one more orgasm out of that pretty cunt.”

“Fuck, fuck, fuck..!” You grip onto the bedsheets as that wave of pleasure crashes over you again, leaving Alastor nearly growling at the feeling of your cunt tightening around his length, ready to milk him for everything he was worth. Despite your sensitivity, Alastor continues to thrusts inside you, grinning widely as the curses that fell from your mouth toward him, “Fuck you, Alas— ah! I hate you sooo much! Go to Hell!”

“Isn’t that funny? We are already in Hell my love and yet…,” Alastor slows his hips to give you a moment to relax, trailing burning kisses along your spine with that sinister laugh you still somehow loved, “…not even death could part us.”

You whimpered, thinking that Alastor was finally done using your body like his own personal fuck toy but your ex husband had other plans. Of course you didn’t want him to stop but you had too much pride in yourself to actually admit that to him, “A-are you done?”

“On the contrary,” Alastor grips your chin and forces you into a heated kiss that was sloppy but ignited that burning flame inside you once again, “I think you can give me one more, can’t you my little doe?”

© POPAMOLLY 2024 all fanfics belong to me, do not copy, translate, or repost in any other social media.

[rogueddie]

I'm so into You T | 613 words Prompt for @steddielovemonth: Love is bodies touching

Eddie frowns when he wakes up, blinking around the unfamiliar room. He almost starts to worry- until he looks to the spot beside him, where Steve is sprawled out on his front, and he finally remembers the night before. He finally remembers exactly how he ended up there- in Steves bed.

"Steve," Eddie mumbles, turning over to lay ontop of him, because he can do that now. "Hey, Stevie."

Steve hums, wriggling around for a second, before finally open his eyes to squint at him.

"What?"

"Good morning," Eddie grins, pressing kisses to his bare shoulder.

His skin is littered with hickeys and fast fading bite marks. He looks like he's been mauled. It makes pride bubble in Eddies stomach.

"Mm. Morning."

"Woah, no, don't go back to sleep!"

"I's too early, Eds, 'm tired."

Fair, Eddie thinks. Their argument had been emotionally exhausting by itself, nevermind what happened... after.

Eddie glances to the clock on his sidetable and snorts.

"It's almost noon."

"Wuh... no, it's not, shut up."

He has to press his face into Steves skin to hold back his laughter. He nips at his shoulder, light and playful.

Steve grumbles, trying to shift, but Eddie shifts with him to keep him pinned under him. Steve huffs, turning to raise an eyebrow at Eddie.

"Is this usually how you wake people?" He asks, amused.

"Mmm, only the special ones."

"Gee, thanks."

"Oh, you are so welcome."

Steve wriggles around again, trying to roll Eddie off, but he just uses the opportunity to worm his arms under Steve, wrapping his arms around his waist.

"Come on, dude, get off."

"Ah, ah, ah. You can't call me 'dude' after what we did last night, it's illegal."

"Illegal?" Steve parrots, snorting. He finally gives up on escaping. "I'm so sorry to offend your virtue."

"... I don't think that's a real phrase."

"Tough, it is now."

Eddie hums, turning to rest his cheek against Steve's shoulder.

Despite his complaints, Eddie can feel Steve melting underneath him, snuggling into the pillow with a dreamy sigh.

"Comfy?" Eddie teases.

"Unfortunately."

"Good."

He starts kissing along Steves shoulder again, slowly working his way up to his neck.

"Don't start something if you aren't going to finish it," Steve hums.

Eddie smacks a big, wet and exaggerated kiss to Steves cheek. He laughs when Steve scrunches his face up in feigned disgust.

"Ew dude."

"You love me," Eddie sings, leaning down to kiss his cheek again. "You really, really love me."

"Yeah," Steve sighs. His smile is so dopey and dreamy that Eddie is tempted to make fun of him. "Yeah, I really do."

Eddie shifts so he's laying on Steve, cheek mushed into the back of his shoulder, mumbling, "does this mean we can stop arguing all the time?"

"Sure, but on one condition."

"What?"

Steve shifts, Eddie leaning up enough to let him turn onto his back. Steve pulls him back down, one arm around his waist with his other hand bruying into his hair.

"We get more mornings like this."

"Is that it?"

"W- hey! I think that was a sweet thing to say and you-"

"You could ask for anything! Anything at all, and that's it?"

"Oh, fuck you, I was trying to be nice! As if you could do better."

"Trying to be nice," Eddie scoffs, gently nipping at his jaw. "I love you too, Steve. I would be here every morning if I could. There isn't anything that I would not do to keep waking up to your pretty, pretty face. You could have asked me to stop teasing you about D&D, anything, and that's what you went with?"

"... shut up."

[jenosbigtoe]

your abo fics slaps so hard honestly 😩😩😩 please write alpha!haechan w my beloved breeding kink… only if you’re up for it ofc! the way he’s been hitting the gym lately got me all 🤪🤪🤪

mdni. nsfw 18+

pairing: brother’s best friend!alpha!lee haechan x mark’s little sister!reader

warnings: breeding, creampie, unprotected sex

a/n: idk why i can’t just write a normal abo fic i gotta add another trope… but brother’s best friend!hyuck is so.

it should be a federal crime for lee donghyuck to look that fucking hot.

it was obvious he had just come from the gym, wearing a black tank drenched in sweat and grey sweatpants. he reeked of pure alpha pheromones, making your little pussy dampen and drool. he had been working out so much lately, you could tell. his arms got so beefy and his chest so thick, veins popping out as he bragged about his gains to mark. you fantasized about how it would feel to get pinned underneath him as he took you as his omega, your face buried in his burly chest as his biceps held you down.

as he stood in the doorway to your room, he gave you a flirty wink and blew a quick kiss. he definitely noticed you eye fucking him. “sup, babe.”

you groaned and threw a pillow at his big head. “ugh, hyuck, get out. mark still isn’t back from class if you’re looking for him.”

lee donghyuck. your brother’s best friend, whom you’ve known since he was the annoying little shit that was attached to mark’s hip at 6 years old and teased the daylights out of you for being such a little baby that still clung to big brother markie. the donghyuck that once put a frog in your hair and let it pee on you. the donghyuck that has blown out the candles on your birthday cake every single year, for 17 years, since you were 5. the donghyuck that was only a year older than you but still treated you like a little baby.

in spite of all his teasing, you always had a huge crush on him. and he knew that. he loved taking advantage of that fact. when you finally presented as an omega a year after he presented as an alpha, he took his teasing to another level. making sure to grab your hips as he walked past you, pretending to hump your ass when your back was turned. rubbing his scent all over you when markie wasn’t looking, giving you a sly wink when you were sufficiently claimed and red in the face. getting really close to your face to brush a hair out of your eyes, almost as if he was going to kiss you.

you didn’t really know what your relationship with him was. really, you wanted nothing more than to be his omega and for him to be your alpha. but he just loved teasing you and you loved all the attention you got from it.

“oh no, babe. i’m not looking for mark.” his eyes held a dangerous glint as he slowly walked over to the side of your bed.

you stared up at him nervously. “hyuck, what are you doing?”

he wordlessly crawled onto your bed and pinned you underneath him. strong hands grabbing your small wrists and body pressing you down into the mattress. his pupils were blown with lust as he looked at you like a piece of meat in front of a hungry predator. your heart was beating out of your chest. you felt like your blood was on fire and your stomach was going to twist itself into a pretzel.

“donghyuck, what the fuck are you doing?” your voice was small and nervous.

he leaned his head down to nuzzle your neck, inhaling your sweet scent deeply. you were getting dizzy from the pheromones emanating from his body as he kept you pinned beneath him.

“fuck, omega. let me stay like this for a second,” he groaned into your neck. you felt his hardening cock rub against your thigh. your pussy started drooling and screaming for him.

“hyuck…”

he shushed you by pressing a hard kiss to your mouth. he sucked on your lips like a man starved, grinding his erection against your thigh and keeping you pressed into the mattress so you couldn’t escape. you moaned at the contact, reciprocating the kiss with the same fervor.

he suddenly broke the kiss to look you deep in the eyes. you could see the flaming hot desire burning beneath his pupils. “omega, let me make you mine? please? i’m tired of these games. let me make you my mate, omega.”

your heart soared with happiness. you couldn’t hide your excitement as you grinned and nodded your head vigorously. were you dreaming? donghyuck had never even this was everything you had ever fantasized about and more. your dream alpha taking you and making you his? and you didn’t even have to do anything besides sit here and look pretty?

he took you balls deep, easily slipping his fat cock inside your dripping cunt. you were already so wet for him. such a good omega for her alpha. so perfect and all for him. you eagerly took everything he had to give you. after all, he was your alpha.

“a-ahh! ah! alpha, please!” you sobbed into his shoulder, mind numb and pussy clenching from pleasure. your legs shook from around his shoulders.

“fuckkkk, feel so good, omega,” he pressed a sweet kiss to the top of your head and caressed your cheek. “you have no idea how long i’ve waited for this day. how long i’ve waited to finally make you mine. just couldn’t take it anymore.”

his hips drove impossibly deep into yours, tip of his cock kissing your cervix with every thrust. your cunt gushed and clenched around his thick cock. his heavy balls slapped against your ass and made lewd sounds from the wetness of your pussy.

“alpha!! please!! don’t stop!” fat tears of pleasure rolled down your face.

you buried your face into his thick chest and grabbed onto his beefy arms for support. his delicious scent and intoxicating alpha pheromones filled your head and left you feeling so so needy for him.

your sweet pussy clenching and dripping around his cock was too much for him to handle. “gonna cum, omega, and you’re going to take it all. you’re going to take every last fucking of my load. gonna fuck my cum into you til you’re round with my pups and everyone has to know you’ve been claimed by your alpha.

you nodded your head vigorously, bucking your hips up to meet his thrusts. “yes, please, alpha!! i need your cum so bad! cum inside my pussy, please!”

with a final hard thrust snapping against your hips, he bottomed out inside your bruised pussy. you could feel his cock throb and twitch inside as his hot cum filled you up impossibly full.

[pandoraslxna]

❄️ Kinkmas — 02. Titty fucking ❄️

Ao’nung x female metkayina reader

⋆｡° ✮ Minors dni 🔞

⋆｡° ✮ Kinkmas masterlist

⋆｡° ✮ Warnings: tit job, Ao’nung is drunk

⋆｡° ✮ Adult Ao’nung art was made by the amazing @cinetrix 🩵

⋆｡° ✮ Translation: Sevin = pretty

All it takes is Ao’nung sliding an arm around you as he sits down next to you in your shared marui.

It's a harmless gesture, affectionate, casual, so you turn to him. His cheeks are flushed red from too much liquor he had at the clans seasonal festival, where the metkayina welcome the colder days.

Ao’nungs hand brushes over the woven fabric of your top, the little pearls and shells clicking together as he appreciates the structure against his palm and the way your chest pressed further against the thin material with every breath.

"So pretty", he murmurs and you giggle softly. "I like this. It looked good on you today."

His finger toys with the straps on your shoulder, pulling it up and down, wrapping it around his knuckle and then letting it hang loose again.

"Thank you", you smile sheepishly. "I wore it for you."

His eyebrows rise and he licks his lips that are pulled into a sharp grin.

"Just for me, hm?", he chuckles. "Got all dressed up like my personal little gift. How cute. What do you say, should I open my present?"

There's a hum at your lips, and when he kisses them, your only reaction is to sigh and angle yourself to give him better access. You close your eyes, open your mouth, let your sigh ebb into a soft moan when he slips his tongue in to lick the inside of your mouth.

You hope you're not coming off as desperate when you start leaning back away from him, hoping he'll push you down— which he does. He sets either hand on your shoulder and guides you down to the exact position you've been craving for the past hour or two.

There's not much talking for the most part, just a mingle of noise from the both of you as he slots his knee between your legs and nudges it at your clit. You shiver, stretching your arms over your head and licking your lips. Ao‘nungs eyes comb over you, lidded and hazy with lust, before he dips in and kisses you again.

"So fucking pretty", he groans into the kiss, while pawing at your tits, and you're actually surprised he still hasn’t taken your top off, though, so you bite his bottom lip as chastisement. Before you can do it yourself however, he grasps your wrists and pins you down, putting more weight against you.

"Needy thing", he chuckles. "You want me that badly?"

"Ao’nung please", you whine and wiggle, but he's refusing to let up his hold, instead kissing you harder. You're torn between appreciating the vigor in his movements and really wanting to feel more than his chest pushing up against your tits. While you can appreciate the feeling of being overwhelmed wedged between him and the floor, you're more than just needy in the other department.

He finally lets go of one of your wrists, uses his hand to run along your side and squeeze at your hip. He is definitely teasing you right now, so you swallow your complaints and rock yourself against his knee, a small whimper escaping you in the process.

It's hot. There's no better way to describe the air between the two of you right now. It's hot, thick and heady as you're pinned underneath Ao’nung, pressed flat as he grinds himself against you. You clutch at his back with your one free hand, sucking at his tongue and openly whining into his mouth.

"Oh– c‘mon," you gasp as you feel his hands slide down your sides, then back up and finally, under your top.

You've really been dying for this.

You can almost taste a teasing reply in the way he hikes up your top, but he’s focused, bringing up the neatly woven fabric in a tight bunch just below your neck. His legs lock around your middle as he sits upright and his hand immediately palms at your tits, rough, almost urgent, while the other is hastily untying his loincloth.

Now that there's some space between you two, you arch your back, reveling in how his eyes are fixed to your chest. It never ceases to amaze you how you feel like you're drowning in embarrassment and delight at the same time. You bite your lip, staring just as shamelessly as he pumps himself in shaky, uneven strokes.

"You– hngh fuck –you want this as much as me, huh?" He rushes, and you wonder if he's so turned on he can't even talk properly. "Your tits are so pretty. Eywa, I want to fuck them. Want to cum on them, sevin. Let me make a mess on you, yeah?"

You're not much better, though, because he's leaning forward, positioning himself in a way that his cock lines up between your tits, and fuck, you can't think like this. Everything is lost in how he's rubbing himself and palming against your chest at the same time. You wiggle a bit, leaning on your elbows to give him better space to work with. You feel more than see that he's leaking pre-cum onto you, smearing it as he rubs himself across your chest.

"Yes. Y-yes, please fuck my tits", you wheeze, swallowing the drool pooling in your mouth a second later.

Between the wetness of your skin, lubed with pre-cum, and the soft warmth of your breasts, Ao’nung knew he was already done for as he begins to plunge in and out the cleft, the very tip of him showing with each thrust he gives.

He tries to keep watching, overwhelmed by the way it looks when the head of his cock peaks out from between your tits. But when he feels the most intense orgasm he’s ever had approach, his eyes instinctively want to shut. But he doesn’t want to. He wants to see you.

You’re just so hot like this. So perfect. Beautiful. He can’t help it.

You feel his cock pulse, you feel his hips stutter, his legs wobble and he moans, low and deep, like thunder, before thick spurts of cum, rope after rope land right there on your face, your chin, and especially your tits, where he paints them in white streaks. And Ao’nung can’t imagine a better way to celebrate the arrival of colder days in his village, than pressed snugly between the warmth your tits.

[dollwrites]

“Oh you’re a greedy, greedy little girl, aren’t you?” with the man himself, Alucard 😈

𝗰𝗼𝗻𝘁𝗲𝗻𝘁 𝘄𝗮𝗿𝗻𝗶𝗻𝗴𝘀 ∣ smut ( minors dni ), maid!fem!reader, hypno kink, dub con, rough sex, noise control, dumbification, all characters featured are aged 18+

𝗶𝗺𝗽𝗼𝗿𝘁𝗮𝗻𝘁 ∣ please reblog && leave feedback. not proofread so there’s probably mistakes. thanks for reading < 3

compulsion.

you never knew the true meaning of that word until you looked into Alucard’s eyes. they were vermilion, and seemed to glow against the dimness in the room. so deep that you lost yourself in them. even pinned to the grand coffin lid, with one of your knees brought to your chest, you calf bouncing haplessly against his broad shoulder, you were an unblinking, thoughtless object now, staring up into them, swept into his trance.

he hadn’t stripped you at all. rather, your panties had been ripped off without so much as disturbing your skirt that he invaded you from underneath. the way your sleeves slid down your arms, revealing more and more of your heaving breasts as your neckline sagged, well, that was from your body going limp at his command and conquering. if you weren’t so hopelessly locked on to his gaze, you might’ve watched how your foot bounced around haphazardly behind his wild, raven tendrils, or listened to the humiliating squelching of your needy sex as he drove a mighty cock into you in merciless, deep thrusts.

Alucard grins, wide and wicked. “Hm, you know, I am almost amused at you, little one. All of that screaming and thrashing when I first caught you.. but now?” his gloved hand grabs your face, holding it steady amidst how he jostles you. “You didn’t fight the compulsion at all. Not even for a moment.” he chuckles, a thick and devious rumbling in his throat. “So easy it was to snap your little mind in half. Although, I suppose, you didn’t have much to break in the first place up there, did you?” he teases, through his toothy grin. sharpened fangs peek out from under the devilish curl of his lips.

your jaw is slack, tongue threatening to hang out from your parted tiers, and you pant, like an animal. you make sounds that you’ve never heard yourself make. he croons at them all, his sharp eyes never once allowing you a moment to regain an inkling of your sanity as his thumb careens over your chin to delve into your mouth. pushing the pad of it against the fleshy inside of your cheek, he anchors it there, tugging at your lips. “Stay nice and quiet,” his own voice drops to a lusty whisper, one hardly audible over the vulgar slapping of your skin as he pounds you, “don’t make a peep. We wouldn’t want your boss to find out his ditzy, little maid was snooping through guests’ room when she thought no one was awake. Would we?”

even as he brutalizes you, ramming his cock deep, bumping your limit, you can’t elicit anything louder than ragged panting. you could feel every throbbing, mighty inch, your walls fluttering and spasming as they stretched around him, and your stomach twisted into tight knots, but he had commanded you to be silent, and your body obeyed. drool gathers on your tongue, dribbling slow from where it rests against your chin, fully limp, and splattering against your breasts.

“There we go.” he chuckles, seeing your demise scribbled all over your puzzled, obedient expression. “You’re an obedient airhead.”

“I’m… an… obedient…. airhead…” you gurgle the words back to him, verbatim, your lips struggling to form the syllables as his thumb tugs at them. but you felt the words, deep in your being. you knew them to be true. because Alucard had spoken them.

an evil howl of laughter escapes his throat, baring his teeth in pure delight, “Aha, exactly, my dear. Exactly!” his free hand embraces your sex, clothed fingers dancing over your swollen clit, and your breathing gets heavier, still. your muscles tense, and you clench around his cock. “And so sensitive, aren’t you? With a tender, little clit.” a dark brow quirks, “I would wager, had I allowed it, you’d be screaming when I so much as do this…” his fingertips brush against your button and then pinch it. his trance is too strong for your body to misbehave, but your insides clamp down harder, a gurgled whine dying at the base of your throat, your eyes still fixed on him. “I can feel you trying to cum,” he grunts, shifting angles to pound at you from a fresh perspective. you slide against the lid of the coffin until your arms and free leg dangles off it, breasts jiggling out of your dress as his ferocious drilling reaches a truly maddening velocity. you’re limp, head rolling around against the coffin, mouth open and drooling, and your body is crumpled up as this man, no— this monster, uses it however he pleases. “tightening around me the deeper I go, oh you are a greedy, greedy little girl, aren’t you?” he’s taunting you again, looking over you: a mass of obsidian, porcelain, and ruby in the darkness of the room. “Sneaking in to raid my belongings, and then taking my cock as deep as I can bury it in your fragile guts, and cumming from it? How delightfully pathetic you are! How filthy!” he snickers, fucking your limp body with reckless abandon. you merely stare up at him, your mind void of any thoughts except the one he speaks into it. “You can cum, greedy thing.” he permits with a chuckle, “And make quite the mess of yourself when you do. I’ll have you lick your taste off of my cock.”

[bunny-yan]

yandere hero will now be jealous of every woman if his darling turns out to be a lesbian? will he try to "convince" her to love him, or will he give up?

I imagine this playing out in your teenage years when he can’t pass your avoidance of his insistent following and affections off as you playing hard to get anymore. yan!hero x fem!lesbian!reader TW: homophobia, suggests noncon, minors DNI

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“You’re not- You can’t be.”

You rose an eyebrow, wondering where he could be going with this.

“What do you mean, I can’t be.” you asked, crossing your arms. 

“You just can’t.”

His tone was sharp and you could tell he was getting irritated. Tasman had been this way since he’d learned why you were so insistent on avoiding his affections. 

He couldn’t accept it. 

The two of you grew up and he stuck to your side like glue. You spent every second of every day together, completing your chores, hanging out, relying on each other for simple company. It would only be natural for things to progress further, which is why to some degree you could understand his unwillingness to let this go. 

You remembered the dumbstruck face he wore when you finally came out with your confession, practically being forced out of you on one of the nights you’d finished your work in the bar. You were rushed, arms pinned to your sides as he tried to kiss you. 

You screamed in the heat of the moment, struggling to get away from your attacker, but his familiar voice attempting to placate you left you stupefied. You don’t know why he thought it’d be romantic to catch you by surprise by attacking you. 

“Come on,” he said, a hand wrapping around your waist to pull you closer. Your hands pressed against his chest, wondering how a teenage boy could be so strong as he refused to budge. “I’ve liked you for a really long time and I want us to be official.”

“Tasman, stop.” you said, pushing at the hand that was drifting a little too low, or gripping at your shirt when he attempted to slide his hand underneath it. 

“I’ve seen the way you look at me. I know you like me too.”

“No, I-”

“Just say you like me.” he whispered, leaning closer to kiss you and laughing when you turned your face away. “You don’t have to be so embarrassed. No one is here to laugh at us.”

“Tasman!” you yelled, head pressed against the barn door, hands shoved into his chest, as you tried to think of anything to calm the panic that threatened to lock your body until you were too constricted to move or speak or feel anything other than the overwhelming dread and fear at his touch. 

“I think you’re a really nice guy, but I will never want to go out with you.”

He rolled his eyes, a small smile on his face as he cocked his head to the side. 

“You don’t have to do that.”

You shook your head, not understanding what he was talking about. “Do what?”

“Play hard to get.”

“Oh my goddess.”

“I know the other girls might make it more difficult for you if they find out we’re going out, but-”

“I like girls!” you shouted. 

The cocky expression finally faltered. “What?”

“I. Like. Girls. I’m not interested in you. I will never be interested in you. Please respect that.”

His grip loosened just enough in his shock and it gave you enough time to escape. You ran, afraid that he’d snap out of his dumbfounded stupor and chase you down to continue his rant, but lucky for you, you made it home. It didn’t stop him from coming to your door the next day, demanding to see you before he all but forced himself inside your “room” to continue the conversation now that he had his wits about him. To your surprise, it was more denial. 

“I just don’t understand.”

You’d been talking in circles and it was getting you nowhere. 

“What is there to not understand? I like girls. It’s as simple as that.”

“Stop saying that. It’s not true.”

Getting annoyed, you attempted to storm past him, refusing to have this conversation, but he caught your arm, pulling you back before you could leave. 

“Wait, I just meant that we have a special connection.”

“Sure,” you said. “As friends when you aren’t being an asshole.”

“No, I mean- Don’t you think we can at least try? You might change your mind.”

You yanked your arm out of his grip, telling him that if he was going to continue acting like this, you wouldn’t speak to him. 

It was weird not having him by your side. 

You got up early on your own now, releasing the cows and chickens to wander, grooming the horses, milking, picking, plucking, shearing, all things you and he did together, but now you were alone. It was ridiculous, but you felt lonely without his incessant chatter. Your days felt boring and the work was a lot harder without him by your side. Sure it was frustrating for him to make constant passes at you and you hated how uncomfortable it was after rejecting anything that could be mistaken to be anything more than friendly affection, but you couldn’t deny you missed his presence. Though if getting him back meant giving him what he wanted, you wouldn’t concede. It would just make it that much easier for him to illegitimize your personal convictions. 

You’d catch him staring at you. He seemed to do it often now that the two of you weren’t really talking. He never seemed embarrassed to be caught, so you were left to break the uncomfortable gaze, going back to half-listened conversations. You ignored the questions about why the two of you weren’t as close as before, asking if the two of you had fought. It didn’t matter.

He would come to his senses and hopefully things could go back to the way they were.

You’d been assigned the closing chores and although you normally were able to finish twice as fast since a certain someone was always by your side, it took longer since you were alone. You sighed, continuing to recognize the loss his absence had, but you tried not to think about it. Tried to stop yourself from frowning whenever you thought of how lonely it made you feel. 

After herding the animals in to their respective pens and putting the horses in the barn, you turned to lock the barn and call it a night, but Tasman was standing there, silent. 

“Tasman!” you exclaimed, a nervous laugh erupting as you held your chest. “You scared me. Why didn’t you say something?”

He didn’t respond. 

It was awkward, watching him watch you without a word, but you decided it was the perfect chance to let him know how you felt. 

“I’ve missed you.” you said honestly, wiping your sweaty calloused hands on the pants you were wearing as you took a step closer. “Things haven’t really been the same without you.”

“I’ve missed you too.” he said. 

You smiled, feeling something bloom in your heart, thinking maybe he was coming around to seeing things your way. That he would apologize and put all of what happened behind the two of you. 

“Go out with me.” he said, the smile fading as your expression turned cold. 

“We already talked about this.” you said, crossing your arms. “You know why we can’t.”

“But I don’t! How do you know this isn’t just a phase? That you’re just looking for an excuse because you’re scared to be with me?” 

You scoffed, feeling resentment beginning to build. You couldn’t do this. You couldn’t look at him and hear those words from him if your wanted to preserve any semblance of the relationship the two of you built. 

“I’m not talking about this if you refuse to listen.” you said. You went to exit the barn, but he pulled you closer, cupping your face in his hands before kissing you. 

Your hand came up before you could stop yourself, slapping him across the face. He didn’t seem to register your refusal as he caught you wrist in his hand before he was pulling you closer. 

“Tasman, stop.”

“I can fix you.”

“Tasman!” you growled, backing away and wrenching your hand in his grip, though he refused to let you go. 

“I can fix you. I can fix it. I can fix it.” he said, sounding possessed. He was looking beyond you, to something you couldn’t hope to see as his words became more desperate, more driven. 

You protested when you felt yourself being dragged towards the mountain of hay you just raked together before he shoved you back and you felt the air escape from your lungs as you landed. Scrambling to sit up, you felt paralyed with fear at the entranced expression on his face. 

“What are you doing?” you asked, your throat constricting with what you didn’t want to imagine would happen next. What you couldn’t imagine that he would do. 

Tasman was your best friend.

“I can fix it.” he repeated, sounding like a broken record as he caught your ankle to stop your backward retreat. “Just give me a chance.”

[manmuncher777]

Captain Price smut :)

a/n: cheeky little filler from my old acc

"Where's that big girl attitude from earlier, huh?"

Quite simple really, gone. It's rather hard to concentrate on being a brat when a 6'2 machine of a man has 2 fingers inside you, pumping at an inhumane speed. his thick fingers stretching you out, hitting that spot inside you that just had your toes curling and your eyes rolling back. "John!" was all you could say in response, he was the only thing on your mind in that moment. His hand was covered in your slick as you sat between his huge thighs, you back to his chest. He was keeping you trapped, there was no escape. His fingers sliding in and out of you with ease while the palm of his hand was bumping you clit with each thrust, each jolt of pleaser leaving you quivering in hips lap, you skin prickling.

"oh come on love, you had a lot more to say earlier"

if you weren't in your current situation, you would have probably had something smart to say in response, but he had you under his complete control.

"look at you, making a mess all over my fingers like a little slut"

your hand grabbed at his forearm, trying to slow the brutal pace he had set, mouth falling open as your eyes rolled back. "is that it sweetheart, are you a little slut?"

"fuck- yes" You couldn't help but respond, anything for him, you were anything for him.

"yeah that's what I thought, just a little slut that needs putting in her place"

Your could tell your face would be flushed from humiliation and Price would probably be smirking at that, but you couldn't care in that moment, he had now moved his hand, his thumb rubbing tight circles on you clit as he could feel you tightening around his thick digits. You could feel that familiar roll of pleasure in the pit of your stomach and you knew you were getting close. John could tell too, just by looking at the way you moved underneath him.

Your breathy moans were the only signal he needed to know that you were close, you back arching up off of him, trying to chase that pleasure but his other hand came and pinned your hips down, leaving you writhing against him, your squeals encouraging him to keep going. He couldnt help but let out a groan at the feeling of you squeezing him so tight, practically sucking him back in. The expert movement of his hand and gruff voice in your ears had you over the edge in seconds, moaning his name like a prayer to the gods

"atta girl"

[marvel-ous-m]

The Winner Takes it All

written for ‘pin’ wc: #388 | rated: M | cw: grinding, sexual themes | tags: getting together, wrestling, fade to black before things get explicit | @steddiemicrofic

Eddie bit his lip in an effort to stifle the laugh that began to bubble out of his throat- a laugh that would certainly give away his current position. Steve was alone for the first time all evening- had escaped movie night in search of snacks- so it was time to strike. 

Eddie waited for the moment that Steve turned away from the entrance into the kitchen- watched until Steve was vulnerable- and he pounced. 

This had started shortly after Eddie was released from the hospital. Eddie had guy friends, sure, but he didn’t have jock friends, so the first time that Steve tackled Eddie to the ground had taken him completely by surprise. Steve had him pinned down in seconds. 

Eddie had learned, though. Sure, he’d lost every wrestling match thus far, but today? Today, Eddie was going to win. 

The laugh that Eddie had tried desperately to keep down burst out at the sound of Steve’s surprised shriek. Eddie had wrapped his arms around Steve’s waist and pulled, and now they were both on the floor, rolling around in an effort to shove the other down. 

After a few minutes of struggling, Eddie was able to regain control. He pinned Steve’s hands down by lacing them with his own, and put his leg in between Steve’s legs as an added restraint. Eddie looked down to see Steve panting, his cheeks flushed from exertion. 

“Alright, alright- you win, Munson. Get off me.” 

Eddie cackled and moved to roll away from Steve, but stopped immediately when he felt something against his leg. 

Something hard. 

He spared another glance down at Steve’s face, taking in the way that Steve’s eyes darted away from Eddie’s, the way the flush seemed to travel down his neck, disappearing below his t-shirt.

Oh. 

Eddie shifted, purposely brushing his thigh against the same spot, and bit his lip in response to the quiet moan that slipped from Steve’s plush lips. He leaned down until he was inches away from Steve’s face, until he could feel Steve’s breath against his skin. “Is this okay?” 

“Y-Yeah, this is- mhm.” 

Eddie pressed his lips against Steve’s and shifted once more. Steve groaned- an intoxicating sound- and Eddie couldn’t help but smile into the kiss. 

Yeah, Eddie thought as he felt Steve writhe underneath him, he won, alright.