#please don't look too closely for plot holes

[freesia-writes]

[ellastone-olsen]

Can you write a one shot w top reader and squirter bottom natasha. It’s okay if you can’t

Damn you’re weak - Natasha Romanoff

DO NOT COPY ANY OF MY WORKS. MINORS DNI 18+ ONLY

Pairing: Natasha Romanoff x f!reader

Summary: it’s just porn without plot guys

Warnings: NSFW, bottom!Nat, top!reader, strap on, overstimulation, squirt, praise kink

Word count: 0.8k

AN: sorry if you're waiting a long time for your requests, I've been feeling too anxious lately

DISCLAIMER: ENGLISH ISN'T MY FIRST LANGUAGE SORRY FOR GRAMMAR OR SPELLING MISTAKES

"What's wrong? The big bad black widow can't handle it? Too sensitive?" Natasha whined beneath you, trying to close her legs after you brought her to orgasm twice with your tongue. The woman looked so beautiful at this moment, her whole body was shining with your pink bites, her cheeks were flushed red, hair was scattered in complete disarray on the pillows under her. The room was stuffy and smelled of sex, bed was hopelessly ruined, sheet under the redhead was wet and blanket was lying somewhere on the floor.

"Look at the mess you made, what a good girl. Does someone like you like to be fucked dumb?" You leaned down to reach her lips, your knee squeezing between her legs, encouraging her to grind you. Your hands stroked her soft breasts, moved to her sides, squeezing lightly, and then grabbed her ass, moving it closer. The redhead gasped into the crook of your neck, “Too much, too sensitive please I can’t take it.” You stroked her hair soothingly, “Hush hush you can take it and even more like the good girl that you are.”

One soft kiss on the lips before you get up to open cabinet and take out your favorite strap. The woman watches in horror as you tighten the belts around your waist and move back towards her. "Come on baby, one last time, please me." You bite and kiss her sensitive spot on her neck and Natasha feels the faux cock pressing against her. Your hands flip her onto her stomach and lift her ass high in the air, giving you a perfect view of her gaping hole and wet, plump folds.

You tease her entrance with the tip of the cock sometimes grazing her clit, watching her clench around nothing. The redhead wiggles her hips towards you and you laugh. “What is it, you’re not so sure anymore?” You spit on your hand, spread saliva on the strap instead of lube. “Please, please, Y/N fuck me dumb I ne...” She doesn’t formulate phrase when you push the thick tip into her, causing Natasha’s mouth to open in a silent scream. The woman’s hands clutch the sheets as if they’re about to tear it when you start pounding on her. “Oh Fuck Y/N God!” She screams, her soft wet walls clenching tighter around you as your hand tangles in her hair and turns her head to the side, pinning her to the pillows. Your hips hit her ass with loud sounds every time.

"That's it Natty, such a good girl for me. If you could see how well you take my cock, God." The hand goes down on her ass, spanking it several times until it turns red. Moans and small sobs come out of Natasha’s mouth and you stroke the reddened skin soothingly. "Come on, you should look at this."

You pull out of her to lie on the soft bed on your back and use your hands to guide Natasha to sit on you. You help her lower herself onto your dick until she takes it all to the base, touching your belly with her thighs.

Her eyes are closed and she breathes deeply, her hands grabbing your shoulders. “Natty open your eyes and see how your cunt was made for my strap.” She lowers her head and her red hair falls into face. "Ride me and don't you dare look away."

Her hips begin to move and you help her by grabbing her waist to guide her. Natasha watches how your cock disappears inside her with every movement, how the moisture flows down to the base and onto your stomach. “Y/N I can’t...I need to cum.” Of course, after Natasha was such an obedient sweet little thing, you give her what she wants, starting to trace circles on her clit with your thumb and rocking your hips, thrusting into her harder. “Oh fuck Y/N fuck fuck fuck.” Her nails dig into your shoulders leaving red marks as her hips shake for the last time as they sunk onto your cock and a hot wave of orgasm covers her that Natasha sees stars. The redhead doesn’t notice how much moisture there is between your bodies, while she squirts all over the strap, falling on you from the new sensations. Her screams of pleasure sunk into the crook of your neck as you stroke her hair, fucking her through her orgasm.

You smile at the state you brought the woman to and no hurry to separate your bodies, allowing Natasha to be on you as long as she needs. “Oh shit baby, I’m sorry.” Natasha notices what a mess she made. “I’ve never...this has never happened before..I.” You take her face in your hands and kiss her softly, rubbing her cheekbone with the pad of your thumb. “Hush my love, everything is fine, you did so good baby.”

[nishikiace]

fingerfucking gojo in ijichi's backseat and forcing ijichi to watch 😌

ftm! sub! gojo satoru, voyeur ijichi kiyotaka

Warnings: dubcon tw, gn!reader, dom!reader, ftm!character - afab anatomy, fingering, squirting, dubcon - voyeurism (ijichi does not initially consent to seeing sexual acts)

[masterlist]

satoru gojo is obnoxious, unashamed. he's spoilt beyond belief and rarely faces social consequences for his behaviour - he's the strongest, after all.

which is why he thinks it's acceptable to slide directly into your lap after a long day of missions, right when you sit down in the backseat of ijichis car.

"oh? didn't realise you were sitting here too!" he flirts down at you, laying his back flush to your chest. you give a deep sign, deciding its not worth the battle and wrapping an arm around his waist in lieu of a seatbelt. you nod at ijichi in the rear view mirror to start the drive home.

satoru pouts at being ignored by everyone, fists curling up under his chin as he begins to plot.

its only the car jolts from a bump in the road that he starts to work. using the jolt to his advantage, satoru repositions himself over your groin, feeling the imaginary heat between your legs pressing up into his. he grinds down. you stiffen and slowly turn to look at him.

"don't you fucking dare." your arm pulls him closer to you, trying to stop his movement. the man smirks and grinds down again, gyrating his hips in barely visible, shallow circles over your lap. your fingers dig in to his side in warning. "satoru, ijichi is right there."

he turns his head to whisper in your ear.

"I know."

before returning to pushing his ass into your crotch. he pauses to angle his hips down - to feel the pressure better on his pussy, before continuing to grind in deep and shallow thrusts on you. your mouth tightens at the ministrations, eyes closing in an attempt to have self control as you hear his soft sighs of pleasure barely audible near your ears. hiding your face in the crook of his neck, you start counting down the minutes before you get back home but this has the opposite effect for you. your breath is warm and mouth too close to satoru's sensitive skin and he finds himself getting too wet too fast, gasps sputtering slightly in realisation. he grinds more desperately.

your willpower for self control snaps as soon as you feel him seeping through his own uniform and onto yours. you move the hand wrapped around him to hold tightly at his lower abdomen, flat against his womb, and bring the other to slowly dip into his waistband. your fingers reach down to cup his pussy over his underwear, inside his trousers, massaging the wet tissue and feeling his heartbeat through the fabric. a muffled whine reaches your ears as satoru's blindfold tilts in your direction, anticipation trembling on his lips.

his cunt is pulsing so you begin to slowly rub over his clit and down to his covered hole. slick is soaking the thin fabric and it's barely minimising the feel of your fingers. a blush is beginning to appear under his blindfold and his hips tilt further into your hand, discreetly moving with each slide and trying to angle you to slip into his underwear. however, he got himself into this situation so you mercilessly grab his whole cunt, middle fingers almost in his hole and palm on his pubic bone, and squeeze threateningly. satoru hiccups from the pain, jolting and losing control over his hips. he bucks into your hand, hips shaking as you begin to rapidly circle his clit with your fingertips.

"p-please.. inside." he manages to whisper between hiccuping gasps, head beginning to fall back onto your shoulder. by this point, his face is too red to hide and his crotch is visibly wet and bumpy from where your hand is rubbing. you open your mouth to reply, wet hand gripping to stop another too-strong bucking when your eyes flick up to catch a sweating ijichi staring at you in the mirror.

he jumps at the eye contact, near swerving and gulping nervously. you maintain your pupils on his, waiting for him to catch your gaze again. when he does, you bring your hand out of satoru's wet pants and slowly lick your fingers for show. satoru lifts his head to see why you stopped and stills when he catches ijichis eyes flicker down to his covered pussy.

"a-ahah, you didn't see any-nngh!" he stumbles through his excuse with a yelp as you rip open his trousers to expose his soaked wet panties to the driver. "what a-are you - stop!" satoru thrashes slightly to hide himself, but your hand on his lower tummy presses down hard and pushes his clothed cunt in the air for ijichi to see better. the man gulps.

"you wanted this satoru." humming, you bring your wet hand to his clit and pinch between two fingers, sliding the rest up and down his overheated slit. his thighs spasm with each pass, ass writhing and head thrown back against your shoulder. you don't break eye contact with ijcihi, who is struggling between focusing on the road or on the fat cunt trembling in his mirror view. his hands are clenching white on the steering wheel.

finding the panties too annoying and slimy to remain, you push them to the side, exposing satoru's bare, red-pink cunt to ijichi for the first time. he's glistening and shining in slick and matted white hairs, hole clenching on nothing. satoru whines pathetically into your ear, legs spreading wider at how stupidly hot this situation is.

satoru gojo is obnoxious and unashamed, but he's especially a menace to kiyotaka ijichi's mental health.

you bare down harder on his womb to present his pussy. then, you put your hand back to his cunt to dip your fingers in his slick and stretch out the webs and drips for ijichi to see. the smell of musk is filling the car and you can see as he realises that, shifting his lower half slightly.

amused, you press two fingers down to the knuckles into satoru's hole and ignore his ragged moan to rapidly tap them into his g-spot. his walls clench around you and milk your hand while you rub harder, rougher into that spongy area. he's wailing in your ear, you realise half-heartedly, still watching ijichi's hesitant glances at the naked pussy and pulsating hole. satoru whines harder, hips lifting off your lap and bucking in the drivers direction as you bring him closer to his orgasm, fingers pushing more and more inside him with loud squelching and drooling slick.

ijichi's flushed face is now almost fully focused on satoru's shaking, bucking body, car near stationary from how slow its moving. he is writhing in his seat slightly, wanting to adjust the bulge thats no doubt throbbing and painful against his tight slacks. his eyes flick to yours, swallowing and licking his lips.

you take your fingers out, ignoring satoru's sobbing complaint, and slap your palm down hard across his clit.

the body in your lap seizes and convulses, ripped and choked screams leaving satoru's gaping mouth, thighs spread in the air and tense as his pussy squirts violently. you bring your fingers to rub at his clit mercilessly as he cums to lengthen his orgasm and spray harder into the front seat. his hips are bucking and shaking like a live wire as satoru struggles to process the unholy pleasure that wracks his body.

raising your eyes from satorus soaked and matted lower half, you look at ijichi again. his mouth is wide open, red face sprayed in satoru's squirt, sweat collecting on his body and hips aimlessly pulsing in his seat. his whitened knuckles are shaking on the steering wheel.

he's panting.

satoru has collapsed and passed out, so it's just you and ijichi. you bring your hand to the abused cunt on your lap, stroking it through the aftershocks gently.

"well? drive us home, then."

[ravereina]

JUST A LITTLE LONGER !

Contains: Teasing, Chishiya being a bastard, Crying, Orgasm denial, praise, sex with plot

You knew how Chishiya was. It shouldn't surprise you that he wouldn't change his demeanor towards you. Even with his head in between your thighs, watching as he curled his fingers, knuckles deep into your pussy. He just lives to see how far he can push you before becoming a whining mess for him.

"Shiya.. more please." You whined, gripping on his wrist to prevent him from moving his hand away. You don't even remember how many times he has sneered at you after refusing to let you cum.

"Just a little longer love, Ill let you cum soon enough." He said just before sucking lightly on your clit.

You felt dizzy at the feeling. His fingers still rubbing at your g spot and his tongue on your clit had you almost seeing stars. His sharp eyes gazing up at you with a sly smile that had you pulsing on his fingers even more.

"C-chishiya! please wanna cum s-so bad!! Please! Please!" You sobbed. You could feel your orgasm approaching you once again. He pulled away from you completely after you were so close to the bliss you were chasing for. You could feel the tears pricking up from your lashes.

"Shiya w-why i wanted-" He cut you off with a chuckle.

"Aww, don't cry." His words laced with mockery.

"Promise ill let you cum this time, ok?" He kissed below your eyes where small tears rested just moments ago. You nodded your head as he lined his dick up towards your hole.

"F-fuck, you feel so good." He grunted out. Bottoming into you, His hands wandered upon your body while he awaited for you to adjust to him.

"Go ahead Chishiya m'okay" He slowly started thrusting into you. Soft grunts and curses spilled from his lips.

The sound of wet slapping, and your mewls and moans of how big he is filled the room you were in.

"H-heh tell me, h-how bad you w-wanna cum?" whispering in your ear. He stared down at you. His hands gripping your waist so hard you thought it would have left marks.

"Please C-Chishiya Ah! W-wanna cum so b-badly please!" You hiccuped through your words.

"Come on, you can speak l-louder than that." He taunted you, using one of his hands to pinch and play with your sensitive nipples.

"Pleasepleaseplease! Shiya! M'sorry just let me cum please!"

Your tears flowed down your face just at the thought of him denying another orgasm from you.

He caressed your face with his hands. "I promised id let you cum r-right? God- Ill make you look so fucked out. Don't worry, love." His pace increased, making you squeal about how good it felt.

"G-gonna cum Chishiya!" You moaned out loudly. " Yeah? Go ahead doll. Won't stop it this time. You wrapped your arms around his neck. Breathing in his scent as your moans were muffled.

Your orgasm hit you hard. The hot blinding sensation had you almost forgetting your name. Your body shook under his. Thighs almost clamping together if Chishiya wasn't holding them harshly.

"Fucked you out g-good, didn't I?" He spoke. His voice stuttering and getting breathy as he got closer to his own orgasm.

"S-Shiya its too much!" You whined. The overstimulation of all the pain and pleasure you felt was almost enough for you to start crying again.

"Y-You can take it. Just ngh- hold on a little longer" He grunted as his hips stuttered. You felt the warm liquid fill you up. As you both started panting.

"Are you ok? Wasn't so harsh was i? He questioned. "No, it was really good.

God, I am in love with this man. Words cannot explain.

@seakick

[cosmicanakin]

Hi, can you do an imagine about pranking vinnie, and telling him to try not to annoy you today, please

pranks.

pairing. vinnie hacker x female reader.

outline. you prank your boyfriend by telling him not to annoy you and it backfires, which wasn't what you expected.

contains. angst, (are we even surprised?), pranks, emotional distress, crying.

authors note. thank you for requesting anon babe ! i'm sorry if it wasn't exactly how you wanted it but i hope you enjoy <3

you wake up feeling mischievous, plotting a prank to play on your unsuspecting boyfriend vinnie. thinking up the perfect plan to really mess with him, you can't help the smirk forming as he slowly stirs awake.

leaning over, you whisper in his ear "good morning baby." however, your usually sweet tone holds an underlying edge of irritation that has vinnie blinking in confusion. before he can say anything, you continue in a clipped manner.

"i'm already annoyed so don't bother me at all for the rest of the day, okay? i mean it." his eyebrows furrow, clearly taken aback by your sharp words. searching your face for any sign that it's a joke, hurt washes over him as you give no indication you don't seriously want space.

"okay..." he says hesitantly, hurt flickering in his eyes as he climbs out of bed. part of you feels guilty seeing how your prank is already affecting him, but you're determined to commit fully to the bit. hopefully he'll catch on soon that you're messing with him.

throughout the morning, vinnie keeps his distance as asked, seeming uneasy and unsure what to do to not annoy you further. any attempts at jokes or affection are met with exaggerated irritation, cementing in his mind that you genuinely need space from him.

it grows harder to maintain your façade as his usual cheerfulness fades into guarded silence. by midday, remorse is gnawing a hole in your gut seeing how dejected vinnie appears. when he recoils from your touch with worried eyes, you can no longer take it.

"vinnie, i need to tell you something," you start, grabbing his arm as he tries to walk away. he pauses but doesn't turn, shoulders hunched in defeatedly. "this was all just a stupid prank baby, i don't actually want space from you."

whirling around, hurt and anger flash across his features. "a prank? i thought you were seriously pissed off at me! you had me questioning everything all day," he shouts, hurt turning to rage the longer he processes how badly you messed with him.

"i'm sorry, it was just a joke. i didn't mean to actually upset you,” you scramble to apologize but he brushes past, heading for the door. "where are you going?" panic surges through you, worrying you may have broken the fragile trust between you.

"i just need to be alone for a while, i can't even look at you right now," he spits venomously before slamming the front door behind him. collapsing to the floor, you pull your knees up to your chest as quiet sobs escape your lips.

hours pass with no word from vinnie, your texts and calls going unanswered in a painful silence. night falls heavily, adding to your despair wondering if you pushed him too far this time. just as you're about to give up hope, the door creaks open slowly.

lifting your head, you see vinnie standing uncertainly in the doorway, eyes puffy and red-rimmed from his own tears. without a word, he crosses over and falls into your waiting embrace, holding on for dear life. neither of you speak for a long while, simply taking comfort in being close again.

finally, vinnie pulls back enough to look at you with watery eyes. "i'm still so fucking mad at you but i love you too much to walk away. just promise me no more stupid pranks, okay?” he pleads brokenly.

"i promise, i'm so sorry sweetheart. can you ever forgive me?” you ask, cupping his face gently. he nods, pressing a lingering kiss to your lips in acceptance of your apology. holding each other tightly, you both silently vow to communicate better to avoid such hurt in the future.

your love proves stronger than any misstep could fracture, bonding that transcends fleeting fallouts. here in sanctuary of each other’s arms rediscovered, all remnants of shadows melt under floods of forgiveness' warmth. two souls learn as one, growing through missteps refined to blossoms entwining roots anchored in understanding deeper than any sea. this you vow eternally, to cherish the blossoms arising where hearts intertwine.

[venuslut]

PLEAAAAAAASEEEEEEEEE I NEED THE SECOND PART OF THIS MASTERPIECE 🥴🥴🥴🥴🥴🥴🥴🥴🥴🥴🥴🥴🥴 https://www.tumblr.com/venuslut/739570931659390976/fantasizing-about-being-fucked-by-sukunas-stomach?source=share

Glad glad glad to the bones there's a girl in town that shares the love of sukuna's stomach tongue, absolutely need more of this too, I CAN'T WAIT TO SEE THE SECOND PART OF THIS ❤️❤️❤️❤️🤤🤤🤤🤤

a/n: I know I don’t do requests but I’m itching to continue this story.

FANTASIZING ABOUT getting fucked by Sukuna’s true form for the first time ♡︎.

The fear of having both of Sukuna’s cocks inside you made your body freeze in his hold. Of all the times you and him had sex, he’s only ever used one in your pussy. And even that was painful since you were a virgin before you married him. But he never used the second one and you naively hoped that he had no desire to use it. Unbeknownst to you, Sukuna was waiting and plotting the whole time for the perfect opportunity to finally fuck both of your holes. At once.

“Y-you can’t! You can’t put your dick inside there! It’s dirty and not meant for that!" You protested, your face heating up when you felt his hard cocks press onto the crack of your ass. Dangerously close to your wet and puckered asshole. "It will be," he promises. Sukuna fully intends to take your ass. Soon. Right now, he wants to stick his cock in it just to shut you up and get it over with so he can stuff you full of his cum, just like what he does to your cunt. Oh the things he wants to do to you. Things that would show you just how ruthless he could be. You’re lucky he has a soft spot for you. Not that he would ever admit it but it’s obvious from how differently he treats you compared to his concubines who really serve no purpose since he’s to busy fucking you all the time. It’s about time he got rid of them anyways.

"’Kuna, please…'' you pout. He thinks that tongue-fucking your asshole is enough to prepare you to take his cock and it’s scaring you. There’s no way it’s gonna fit! Your clenched thighs and blown eyes don't go unnoticed by Sukuna and he knows you’re not as against this as you let on. This is why Sukuna stopped listening to your words a long time ago and focused on what your body said. And from what he’s hearing, it seems like you’re ready.

Sukuna removed the mouth on his hand from your asshole and positioned the engorged head of his cock to your puckered hole. “You look so pretty when you’re scared, I love that look…” a hand shot out to grip your neck and you're shocked silent as he applies pressure and partially cuts off your oxygen supply. “But if you keep denying me this then I’m not gonna be nice about it anymore,” he warned, his voice grave and low, ensuring you that he was not lying.

It was a shame to admit that you found his dominance and impatience arousing. You nearly screamed when he started pushing deeper, breaching the tight confines of your anus. Inch by inch, Sukuna slipped his girthy and long cock inside. “You’re still so tight even after I spent all that time stretching you out,” he grunts. You let out a strangled scream, restricted by the hand around your neck. It burned, but it was the sweetest agony you have ever felt. You could barely breathe. The heat in the room was so thick and your mind was fuzzy. Sukuna has filled you up before but this was different, you felt him in places that you didn’t know were there and drove you wild.

The pleasure was becoming too much and unable to bear, and you struggled to try and get away but Sukuna held you back. Fluidly, he switched positions and pushed you onto your back, following you by lifting his massive body to sit up. In the chaos of moving limbs, Sukuna had pulled slightly out and positioned his upper cock to your pussy entrance and pushed in, along with the cock in your asshole. “Oh my GOD!” You screamed. Shockwaves scatter throughout your nerves as you cum quick around him. Sukuna cursed under his breath before snickering, “you came as soon as I put them in, you really are a slut,” he teased before he gradually quickens his pace, roughly fucking you into the floor while loud noises you’ve never made in your life fall from your lips. For a split second, your vision went black.

Pure ecstasy slammed into you and your head rang from the impact. Your belly bulged in its efforts to accommodate not only one but two of Sukuna’s cocks. You mumbled something, like telling him to slow down, or was it to speed up? You really can’t remember, all you know is that it stopped when Sukuna pushed down onto the bulge on your lower tummy. The action was enough to have stars burst through your vision and a guttural moan escape your lips as you feel him stimulate your g-spot from the outside. Something you never thought possible. Sukuna grins ferally at your reaction, finding perverse pleasure from your intense reaction.

"Does it hurt when I fuck you like this?” He mockingly asked, continuing to pump both of his cocks into your pussy and asshole. You didn’t really register what he was asking, his voice was like static to you at this point but developed instincts compelled you to nod your head. Even if your eyes were rolling into the back of your head. It hurt like a bitch actually, but you were to overwhelmed to register it as pain.

“Good. Take it."

Sukuna continued to pound into you with a relentless rhythm, your legs twitching in the air involuntarily while he held you in place. "Look at me," he growled, his voice low and commanding when he noticed your dazed and unfocused eyes. "Don't you dare let those pretty little eyes wander. Look at me while I fuck you, Y/n. Look at me and know that you're mine."

He gripped both of your wrists and pulled them in front of you, using it as leverage. His hips snapped against yours, the sound of your bodies colliding filling the room. Each thrust pushed you both closer to the edge of oblivion, the pleasure threatening to consume you completely. But he wanted you to stay with him, to feel every inch of him claiming you. "You think it's too big, baby? You're just a tight little fucktoy for me, aren't you? And I'm going to stretch you out, make you mine." His voice was hoarse with desire. As he continued to pound into you, his movements became more frenzied, his thrusts deep and unrelenting. He wanted to see you completely undone, lost in a world of pleasure and pain. Your tears only fueled his hunger, the sound of your cries only urged him on, he wants to make you sob more, just for him.

“Sukunaaaaa— nng, you’re in s’ deep-“ you whimpered, your cries shaky as the curse’s cock pierced your insides. Your ass burned and stretched as he fucked into you. Your whimpers were shaky as Sukuna did all the work for you. His lower set of arms held your hips while his upper pair gripped each of your wrists. He’s standing on his knees and he angled your hips up to reach his cocks while your upper body still lays on the floor. Your legs are wrapped around his hips, having to lock them at the ankles from how wide he was. He used this to ram into you with all his power, ensuring that you couldn’t escape. His thick cock grazing harshly against your gummy walls as it stretched you out, stuffing your tight pussy to the max.

His hands also held you steady as his cockhead hit your cervix repeatedly, sending waves of pleasure and pain coursing through your body. "You like that?" he asks, not even sounding out-of-breath after all this time and you would feel embarrassed about being such a mess if you weren’t to busy trying to keep your sanity. "Tell me you love feeling my cock filling every inch of your tight little holes." The words just began to flow like a woman possessed, his command making your body act on its own. “I ah! love it! Love the way… you fuck me, Sukuna!” You moaned, your nails digging into your palm so hard and threatening to break skin. Sukuna’s cocks throbbed inside you at your words and his control slips, he tries to be somewhat gentle but it’s so hard when you’re so… perfect. "That’s right, slut. Only I can fuck you like this. You’re. My. Wife," he growled. "You're mine to fuck, to use, to love."

With each word, he punctuated his sentence with a forceful thrust, pushing himself deeper into you, hitting that sweet spot that had you trembling and begging for release. Sukuna groaned, his hands tightening their grip as he picked up the pace. "Such a good fucking girl," he praised, thrusting faster and harder than before. "Take it all, slut." His hips moved in sync with yours, driving them both closer to climax. He transferred both your wrists into one of his hands and used his now free hand to press down hard onto your womb, right over your tattoo. A pink and black heart design with intricate swirly lines and designs around/connected it. Designed specifically by Sukuna to forever mark you as his. While pressing down, he stretched his thumb to fervently stroke your clit. "Cum for me, baby," he growled, his voice hoarse with desire. "Let me feel you clench around me, give it to me, Y/n."

Sukuna’s name spills from your lips in a mindless chant as your entire world explodes into tiny pieces. A strange feeling gathers in you stomach. You know you’re about to cum, but something else is forming inside of you. The sensation crawls up your spine, burning your skin as it progresses and robbing the breath from your lungs. The corners of your vision turn white until all you can see is him. It's like a star exploding inside you when it starts, the heat is deep in your bones, spreading through every vein in your body and floating through your skin. You scream again, wailing shamelessly as you begin to cum around his cock. The milky liquid spurts out of you, covering the hair that grows above his cocks and collects on the floor under your hips. When you squirt for the first time, you gasp in complete shock and ecstasy. Crying as your body shakes from the aftermath. "Sukuna! oh, damn, damn, damn! Sukuna!" You shout shamelessly.

Sukuna's eyes widened at the sight of you squirting, your release coating his cock and the ground beneath you. He could feel the warmth of your release against his skin, mingling with the sweat that coated your body. He couldn't help but be overwhelmed by the intensity of your cries, your desperate pleas reaching deep into his primal desires. He reveled in your submission, in the way you called out for him. "Fuck! That's it, baby. Your pussy is so damn tight, cum on my fucking cock," Sukuna howls. With a roar, his hips shudders as he slams into you one last time, before releasing inside you, his hot cum oozing out and filling you until it can no longer fit. You swear you can feel your tummy bloat from the amount of cum he released into your pussy and asshole.

Your combined juices pour down your thighs, your body convulses, and even after a few seconds of pure bliss from the biggest orgasm you've ever had. You can't breathe, move, or have coherent thoughts. Sukuna might have literally fucked you dumb. “—Again,” is what catches your ears and your dazed eyes find Sukuna’s again, somewhat bringing you back to reality. “What—?” He releases your wrists and leans down to hover over you. “Squirt for me like that again,” he repeats and your eyes widen as dread goes down your spine as you realize that he wasn’t done with you. He takes your hands and gives them a small glance and you notice that you had drawn blood from how hard you were digging into your palm. Sukuna licked the blood off your palms and guided you to wrap your arms around him. “Dig your nails into me, hard,” he ordered and rolled his hips, eliciting a sharp moan from your lips.

“Sukuna…wait! I just came,” you protested, trying to close your legs and push him out. Sukuna growled in annoyance, grabbed your thighs and forcibly spread them. “Don’t fucking close your legs on my again, you know you like being used like this and quit your whining, you dirty bitch.” He hissed. Pulling back til only the head of his cocks remained before slamming back into you harshly, hitting against the entrance of your cervix. You cried and scored his back with your nails as you threw your head back and your body arched off the floor. Sukuna let out a guttural groan as your nails dug into his back, the pain only intensifying his pleasure. The sharp sting of your nails on his skin sent a surge of primal satisfaction coursing through his veins.

“Shit… you’re pussy and ass is so addicting, baby. ‘m not gonna stop fucking your pretty holes until you’re full of my cum.”

[miguel-ohara-lover]

Hi, I'm new here, don't know if you're still doing requests. If you are can you please write Miguel x fem reader with mirror shenanigans?? Like Miguel makes her watch him fingering her and makes her watch as he pounds into her. Make them really desperate too, this man has me feral

Ofc ofc I can. I make posts whenever requests are open or closed and I put it in my bio so that’s how you’ll know for the future <3

Miguel x f!reader - Mirror

CW: NSFW, mirror sex, fingering, praise, p in v sex, sex with no plot, sprinkle of after care

You shivered, feeling Miguel’s warm hands carress down your sides. “I can barely resist you , Cariño…” He whispered in your ear, voice dropped to a low growl as you felt a hard bulge poke against your bare ass. He had you standing here completely exposed in front of your full length mirror. He loved seeing your face in the reflection, seeing your blush and how embarrassed you looked.

Miguel brought his hands back up and massaged your breasts gently, enjoying the little noises you made. A hand stayed groping your soft flesh while the other traveled down. He slid to fingers between your slick folds, earning a gasp as they brushed against your clit.

“Mmm… So wet already. You’re loving this aren’t you?” He teased you as he rubbed circles on your swollen bundle of nerves. You moaned and leaned your head back against his shoulder. He hummed in satisfaction as his fingers made their way to your tight hole. He smirked a little as he spread your pussy lips and made you look at the mirror. “See how wet and desperate you are darling? It’s beautiful.” He placed a gentle kiss to your neck.

“Miguel please…” You whined. He couldn’t help but chuckle at that. You gasped as you felt his fingers slide into you, moaning as they stretched your tight cunt. He made you watch as they disappeared inside you, re-emerging before going back in over and over. He loved seeing your expressions, so needy and desperate, and oh so embarrassed to see yourself crumble.

Your back arched as he continued to finger you, rubbing the pads of his fingers against your g-spot. His thumb continued to run circles on your clit as he made you fall apart in his arms. You’re unable to look away from your reflection as he brings you closer to your release.

Feeling the familiar warmth in your gut, your hand goes to his wrist to try and speed up his movements. But he’s stronger and keeps this agonizing pace despite your protests, fingers moving in and out slowly, thumb circling at the same rate. You could hold it anymore, every touch sent sparks through your body.

You let out moan as you spilled on his fingers, his pace quickening slightly as you ride out your orgasm. Your face is red with blush as you see yourself come undone just from his hand. He whispers sweet praises in your ear as he pulls his fingers out.

He puts his fingers in his mouth, tasting your slick as you watch in the reflection of the mirror. You panted a little and closed your eyes for a moment, only to feel his length suddenly slide between your folds. You gasp and your eyes snap open as you look at the mirror, seeing him slowly rock his hips as his cock is coated in your juices.

You moan as he rubs against your overstimulated pussy, the tip of his cock teasing your hole as it clenched around nothing. “Hm… Already needing to be filled again?” He teases as he slowly pushes into you, urging you to bend over so he has better access. You moan as he enters you, feeling every inch go in.

He lets you adjust before he starts thrusting, slowly in and out while watching your sweet face in the mirror. Your moans were music to his ears as he picked up his speed, making you louder. You tried to quiet yourself, tried putting a hand over your mouth. He didn’t like that. He gave your ass a quick spank before he moved your hand.

“I wanna hear you, amor. Wanna hear your moans and cries as I fuck you.” Miguel growled in your ear as his pace quickened. Soon he was pounding you, the force making your breasts bounce. He loved the sight so much, seeing you so helpless and bent over so cute on his cock. It drove him mad.

He couldn’t hold back as he ravaged your pussy, the speed of his thrusts almost inhuman. His hands moved to your hips, holding tight as he pumped his cock into you over and over, bringing you both closer to the edge.

You moaned and cried as he mercilessly pounded your cunt. A familiar knot started to form in your gut, a thin layer of sweat over the both of you. You could feel the release coming. His hand moved to your pussy, and just a few touches to your clit was enough to send you over the edge.

You let out a loud cry as another orgasm ripped through you, tightening around his cock as you gripped his arm. Your nails dug into his skin, but he didn’t care. He groaned and his hips stuttered a bit as he spilled inside you. You gasp and moan as you feel his warm sticky fluid fill you, his thrusts never stopping. He kept a slow and steady pace as you two ride out your orgasms, occasionally letting out a grunt or groan when he felt your pussy clench, milking the cum from his dick.

Miguel slowly pulled out once your orgasms finished, placing gentle kisses to your burning skin. He scooped you up and brought you to the bathroom, preparing a nice warm bath to help you both relax.

[yanderestarangel]

𝐒𝐄𝐗𝐔𝐀𝐋 𝐃𝐈𝐅𝐅𝐄𝐑𝐄𝐍𝐂𝐄𝐒 𝐁𝐄𝐓𝐖𝐄𝐄𝐍: ── 𝐋𝐎𝐑𝐃 𝐋𝐈𝐔 𝐊𝐀𝐍𝐆 𝐀𝐍𝐃 𝐀𝐍𝐂𝐈𝐄𝐍𝐓 𝐋𝐈𝐔 𝐊𝐀𝐍𝐆

A/N: I finally wrote about Liu Kang on my profile ꒰⁠⑅⁠ᵕ⁠༚⁠ᵕ⁠꒱⁠˖⁠♡

TW: smut, unprotected sex, sexual punishment, dom!lord Liu Kang, switch!ancient Liu Kang, fingering, eat out, 69, sexual positions, mixed nicknames (boy/girl, prince/princess), AFAB anatomy, DP, SUB!READER, porn plot, shibari, sensory deprivation.

♡ ANCIENT LIU KANG ♡

He is a loving man, even submissive in bed, he always cares first about your personal pleasure ── he will spend hours eating you out, fingers and tongue working together in your tight hole while you moan his name and praise him ── Liu Kang loves compliments, especially if they are accompanied by loud moans coming from your lips, he will practically melt right there and kiss the inner part of your thigh, smiling slightly as he kisses your clit. "I'm doing this right? You're already shaking from my touch..."

He is also a little more hasty when it comes to penetration, he is a monk and Raiden's fighter, having given up all forms of worldly pleasure just to train and focus on being the chosen fighter. Liu Kang will be whimpering within a few kissing sessions, his erection was pressing against your thigh and he was blushing as he begged you to go with him somewhere else so he could make you his. (He will never be vulgar, not until you ask him directly).

He'll take off your clothes with an almost desperate urgency, getting rid of his own pants quickly as he gives you a sloppy, hot kiss.

"I need it please, I really need it right now." He whimpered again as he looked down shakily to see you wet and ready for him, your pussy glistening with sweet, lustful juices, ready for him. "You want that too don't you sweetheart?" He spoke in a hoarse moan, as he slowly entered your wet hole with his dick, the wonderful sounds you made were capable of driving him crazy ── the thrusts are slow, even if you ask him to speed up, he won't, he want to make the most of every reaction and moan.

He can't be a hard!dom, he just makes love softer and sweeter ── a little rushed? Yes, but forgive the monk, he just wants release sometimes. ancient!liu kang is more of a switch, always worried about making you come, making you happy is his first option every time you have sex.

His favorite position is Doggy Style, he loves to see how his cock appears and disappears in your body, how your ass shakes with each strong thrust that he advances with his hips, how you try to hold on to something while he fucks you in a hurry because need to get back to training.

"I'm going to make you cum baby... Are you close? I just want to see you tremble on my cock... Fuck you feel so good and tight, nothing compares to you my love."

He's also not jealous, so possessive sex will never happen between the two of you, not even when you flirt with Kung Lao, he'll just roll his eyes and say he knows exactly what you're doing ── at most what can happen is: he'll force his dick down your throat afterwards, but right after he'll say a shy "sorry" for being rude and hurting you.

♡ LORD LIU KANG ♡

He is also a caring man, but he has changed a lot from a monk to a demi-god. Not only in appearance but also in personality. Lord Liu Kang is more serious, more dominant, he knows exactly where to play and how to play. he obviously cares about your pleasure, but he does it his way, a slow and delicious torture where he uses his powers to heat his fingers just right to tease your clit while blindfolding you ── he likes to see you at his mercy, causing those beautiful sounds that only you can make.

"I haven't even touched you properly and you're already melting pretty boy/girl?" He smiles as he watches you struggle to close your thighs, but his thick hands don't allow it, opening you up for him again. "What do we agree my prince/princess? Don't do anything without an order from me... Just accept it ok?"

He's in no rush, even for quickies you have to beg him to fuck you because you're so horny ── and even so, he'll tell you to wait until he gets to the rooms you two share, he'll smile widely at you. seeing you were whimpering into the sheets as soon as he arrived. You rubbed yourself pathetically against the soft pillow, smelling him that still remains on the sheets.

"You're always so cute when you're needy, you know honey?" Liu Kang soon leans over you, his white eyes shining, but you could see the hunger in them ── he's going to suck your pussy in a 69 position, with you choking on his dick at the same time, he puts you to rub against his face without worrying about the mess, he loved the way you vibrated against his cock, the salty tip of his member hitting the back of your throat as you desperate to swallow everything. "Relax baby... Take your time." Liu Kang spoke calmly, massaging the soft flesh of your hips, while attacking your pussy again with his tongue.

He makes you call him "master or lord" many times, sometimes he will want calm and sweet sex, other times, he will fuck you like a true dominant, even using collars to pull your neck ── different from his old version, Lord Liu Kang is more jealous, he lost a lot, sacrificed a lot, and seeing you flirt with anyone awakens an uncontrollable fury in him ── but he will just act civilly and ask permission to leave with you.

The polite smile is replaced by a serious expression, as he pulls you into a room dark enough for you to just see his eyes and tattoos shine.

"You really know how to mess with a demi god boy/girl... You were a damn brat." He would growl as he forced you onto your back, his cock would soon find your pussy as he stimulated your clit. But his sex doesn't stop there, there will be several sessions of testing your senses, shibari restraints or even double penetration with a vibrator he bought for you ── after that he will forgive you and tell you not to repeat such an act , otherwise... The punishment will be worse ( he can fuck you outdoors too, in front of the gardens while filling all your holes with his cum ).

His favorite position is Reverse Scoop, he loves kissing you while you scratch his back, your breasts bounce and touch his skin while his dick enters your pussy completely, the kisses are hot and sloppy, making you moan into his mouth. "Good boy/girl... Take all of this for me."

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[rentsturner]

When You've Come Undone - A.T. drabble

a/n: just wanted to post something for yous, its literally just porn without a plot and it's pretty short, but I hope you enjoy it

warnings: afab!reader, smut, lots of smut, grinding, anal, fingering, dom/sub undertones, daddy kink, soft dom!al, a teeny tiny bit of cnc if you squint...squirting, aftercare. I think that's everything...

DON'T ENJOY IT - DON'T READ IT - DON'T COME AT ME

It’s only 9am and already you’re horny. But that’s what happens when you wake up to your boyfriend rutting into you from behind, both of you still half asleep, the air thick with warmth and lust. Alex is hard, rolling his morning wood gently into your ass, pushing in between your cheeks as best he can over your pyjama shorts. They’ll be off soon. 

“Morning, baby.” Alex grunts into your ear, his hot breath fanning over your skin. You twist your head round to peck his lips, giggling as he continues placing kisses on your cheek, your jaw, down your neck until he’s nipping and sucking along your shoulder. 

Within moments your sleep shorts are kicked off, Alex’s boxers thrown onto the floor. You can feel his hardness pressing against you and you practically gush at the feeling. Your thighs are already wet, still sticky from the few rounds that you had last night and fell asleep before you could clean up. 

You roll over to face Alex, rubbing your hands up and down his chest, kissing his lips eagerly as your hand reaches down to stroke his cock lightly. He grunts and squeezes your ass with his large palms as his hips stutter into your touches. 

“Need you now, baby.”

“Please-”

Alex pushes the covers away, tugging your legs apart so he can rub his tip against your heat. You groan and bury your face in his neck, so ready for him.

You’re so wet already, a combination of the night before and the grinding, and Alex is so eager, he pushes forward and-

“Fuck, Al, that’s-”

You yelp as his thick head pushes at your hole - your other hole, the thick ring of muscle twitching at the unexpected intrusion.

“Shit-”

Alex pulls back, pumping himself a few times before lining up with your cunt, but before he pushes in he pauses. He moves back to look at you, tucking a strand of hair behind your ear.

“I want to. Do you?”

“Y-you want to…”

“Fuck your ass.’

Your heart skips a beat - you’ve never considered it, not properly. Not after seeing how big Alex is at least. He barely fits in your pussy, let alone your ass. But you can’t deny how excited the idea gets you. 

“Al, my ass, it’s tight, you won’t-“

“What?” Alex smirks, the insufferable shit, he knows exactly what you mean. He just loves teasing you, loves the pout on your face as he winds you up.

“It’s not gonna fit, Al, you’re too big-“

“Let me worry about that. I’ll make it fit, don’t you worry, just spread your legs for me baby, that’s it, as far as they go.”

He pushes gently against your legs, you bend your knees so you can give him more access and he grins, stroking himself slowly before prodding his tip gently against your ass.

“Yeah?” He quirks a brow at you, his pants coming low and heavy.

You gulp. “Yeah.”

And then you’re whimpering and squeezing your eyes closed as he nudges forward, the pressure building and then a burning pain as the ring of muscle finally gives around his cock.

“Fuck..”

The expletive falling from Alex’s mouth is drawn out and low, practically a groan. You, on the other hand, can’t even form any words, your mouth gaping open, the sensation new and intrusive and unfamiliar and so fucking good - and he’s only put the tip in.

He starts rolling his hips into you as best he can, but its too much for you, you haven’t adjusted yet, and you try to push him away. You push weakly at his shoulders, but it does nothing. Alex just kisses your temple, one hand reaching down to stroke your thigh soothingly.

“It’s okay, baby, it’s gonna hurt a little but-”

“Too much, Al, t-too big, I-” You’re babbling now, your mind going a little fuzzy as all you can think about is the stretch, the deep, deep stretch and red hot head of Alex’s cock pushing into new territory, taking it as his.

“Just a little longer, it’s gonna feel so good, I promise.” 

“P-promise?”

“I promise, baby.” Alex leans down to peck your lips and you taste the saltiness of his sweat, smelling his musk completely surrounding you. Cigarettes and spice and Alex.

“You’re gonna take it, and it’s gonna feel so good-”

“I’ll be a good girl, D-daddy, I will-”

“I know, princess, so good for me, so fucking good.”

His hips are rolling faster now, the slick dripping from your cunt lubing you both up so it's a little easier for him to push in, but it's still a tight fit and he resorts to mostly grinding against you, pushing a little more in with each stroke. Your ears are ringing and you grip onto Alex’s shoulders for dear life. He grabs your legs behind your knees, rolling you over so you’re underneath him and he pushes your legs back as far as he can.

You only whine, sinking your nails onto his shoulder blades as you feel him even deeper inside your guts. Your hole clenches painfully around his thick cock, eliciting a raw groan from Alex. One of his hands is on your neck, pushing you down as he shifts into a comfortable position between your legs. You moan at the new position, the spread of your legs allowing Alex just to push in that little deeper and the stretch is so intense, you’ve never felt anything like it. 

“That’s it, baby, doing so well for daddy, aren’t you?” Alex looks down at you, his hair dishevelled from sleep and dark with sweat, a few strands hanging over his face, his jaw slack as pants escape from his mouth.

“So good, so full, d-daddy, so good-” Your words are cut off as he reaches down to strum at your clit, flicking his thumb over the sensitive nub until you’re seeing stars. You can feel your climax building, your breath coming in short gasps, fingers gripping at Alex’s back, feeling his taunt muscles tense and twist every time he thrusts into you. 

A few tears track down your cheeks from sheer ecstasy, and Alex reaches up to brush them away, his fingers wet with your slick. Actually, everything is soaked - your thighs, Alex’s pubes and crotch, the mattress underneath you. Your poor cunt is painfully empty, clenching around nothing.

“A-Al, Daddy, n-need– I’m a good girl, please-”

“I’ve got you, baby.” It’s like he can read your mind, reaching down once again, this time pushing two fingers roughly into your aching cunt and your hips buck, a silent scream pushing its way out your mouth. 

“That's better, eh? So good, taking me in all of your holes, aren’t you, baby?”

You barely even hear his words, just the tone of his voice, the deep vibrations against your neck, the feel of his wet hair on your cheek, his chest pressing against yours and it's all so hot and thick and you really might pass out.

“Answer me.” The sharp tone snapping you out of your delirium.

“Y-yes, yes, yes.” Once you start you can’t stop, repeating the words like a mantra to the rhythm of Alex’s thrusts. 

His fingers twist, buried deep in your cunt and pressing until Alex can feel his own cock thrusting in and out, separated by his fingers by only a thin sheet of muscle and you scream, the sensation all too much. You feel a gush of wetness, your head so fuzzy that you feel you might just float away. Alex chokes out a groan as you squirt all over him, just adding to the complete wet mess where you're attached. His fingers continue pumping, his cock still hot and heavy inside your asshole and you feel yourself slipping, the edges of your vision going black.

When you come back around, Alex is collapsed on top of you, his whole form shaking with every breath he takes. You card your fingers through his soaked hair, tugging on the strands lightly.

He pushes himself off you so he can look down at you properly, a lazy grin tugging at his lips.

“That good, hm? You squirted AND you passed out, I reckon that’s a new record.”

You laugh and push at his shoulder playfully, your ass squeezing tightly around his softening cock and he gasps. 

“Fuck, don’t do that, or I’ll have to pin you down and go again.”

“I wouldn’t complain.” You wink and laugh, stroking your hands up and down his arms, smoothing over his shoulders and feeling the little marks where your nails dug into his skin so hard. 

“That’s plans for tonight sorted then.”

Alex pulls out gently, shuffling down the bed so he can look at your ruined holes. You flinch as his finger traces lightly around your ass hole, massaging the sore skin gently. He grabs a cloth from the bedside table, using it to clean you up, making sure he’s soft and slow with his actions. It’s still overwhelming, still so sensitive from the absolute pounding you just took. You wince and Alex meets your gaze, blinking in apology, before concentrating on cleaning you up again.

“We should probably let your arse hole recover in the meantime. You’re gaping like a fucking fish after this-”

“Shut up.” You pout, pulling him back up to your level so you can cuddle into his chest. “Do you think it will go back to normal?”

“I don’t know, maybe.”

“...What do you mean ‘maybe’?!”

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[cyberpunkhwx]

Cold coffee

❥ Paring: CEO! Song Mingi x employee reader

❥Genre: pure SMUT, you can find almost no plot here

❥Warnings: Pet names like darling, sweetheart, reader in implied tiny once,, fingering, slight exhibition dom!Mingi, sub!reader, deep voice Mingi, overstimulation, unprotected sex (don't be silly wrap your willy) sir kink!

❥Word count: 0,9k

❥Requested? Yes

A/n: This is a continuation/ part 2 of Afternoon coffee, I suggest you to read that first for plot!

“We shouldn’t be doing this,” you exhale as your breath fogs up the big screen in front of you, handprints left where your attempt at a grip is so harsh.

“Yeah?,” the voice behind you enquires, “Because someone’s gonna find us?"

Now, how Mingi just loves to have you in compromising situations, fear of being caught like this only heating up the arousal bubbling in your lower belly. Right there, in his office. You could've never imagined this be happening to you.

Suppose it be the risk that entices you both.

So here, in the in Mr.Song's office.

“I love the face you make,” he grunts as his hips slam into yours, body almost leeching forward from the force, “So dirty.”

The way Mingi grinds into you as you try to stabilise yourself has your thighs shaking, breath rapid and hoarse as he never gives you a moment to really breathe.

He always has such a focused look on his face, eyes tracing from your own in the screen of his huge desktop on the other side of his desk, to where he watches himself disappear inside you, and he has to bite back a moan in all honesty.

“This hole of yours is so fucking tight he grunts, hips speeding up as he watches your eyes roll back in pleasure.

"Should've said that in your resume, that way you would've evenhave to go through the paper work" He chuckles at his own joke at he readjust his hand placement on yo hip pulling you forward, almost making you fall off of his desk, if it wasn't for his fast reflex to hold your belly.

"Opps, now we don't want our hard working secretory to fall and injure themselves now do we?"

It’s a little, no- very wrong that you’re mixing pleasure and business, but the way that Mingi reduces you to a babbling mess, is just too good to ignore.

“Look at yourself when I’m fucking you,” his hand wraps around your neck, pulling you up enough to force yourself to make direct eye contact in the screen. You could see people walking by the office door from the side of your eyes, making you clench harder on him.

"Fuck" He moaned under his breath, speeding up his hips.

“Can’t you see how good I’m making you feel?"

“Fuck yes sir” You’re being exceptionally loud, Mingi would've have scold you to keep quite but he’s so lost in the moment.

Anyone who’s going to knock on the CEO's office in these next few minutes will have an unfortunate discovery if they follow their intention through.

“Im close sweetheart, gonna cum for me?,” Mingi’s low voice in your ear has you frantically nodding, eyes scrunched shut as you feel the crescendo of pleasure.

It’s almost unbearable as you use the weight of your hands on his desk to fuck yourself back onto his cock, but oh, is it worth it when you throw your head back, convulsing around him and crying out his name.

Your volume never ceases as Mingi grips your neck tighter, release filling you up as he groans just as loud.

“Fucking hell,” he tries to disregard the waver in his voice from having just come.

He pulls out quickly, watching the way his cum slowly begins to leak out,

“Insane,” his fingers poke softly to fuck it back into you.

"Too much, too- sensetive please" you pleaded squirming away from his long slim fingers rubbing against your now over-sensetive walls.

"Shhh, you don't wanna dirty my office now do you? Be a sweet one and keep it in hmm?" He hummed to himself, pressing a hand to your back, holding you on his desk as he kept fingering it back.

"I think now it's deep enough, isn't it?" He rubbed around you hole, still holding you, using you for his own amusement.

You could do nothing but to shake and try to scape his hand still pleasuring you.

"That was a question, darling"

"Y-yes sir"

When he was finally satisfied with your serviced, he helped you move your numb body off of his desk and making you look as presentable as possible before letting you catch your breath, now practically collapsed on his lap.

"Sir! Your coffee got cold" you said still catchingyour breath, panting on his chest. Even thought guilty was telling you to get out of his office asap, unfortunately you were thinking with your pussy, so you nuzzled in your boss's neck and seemed for warmth and comfort.

"I'm glad I didn't fuck you too dumb, baby" He said is a breathy tone, looking down at your tiny now sleeping figure at top of him.

He let out a breath as he let his own eyes rest and leaned back on his chair.

Knock knock knock

"Shit y/n get up get up"

Ateez masterlist

Do NOT copy or translate my work at any platform!

[thefloorisbalaclava]

triumvirate [simon 'ghost' riley x f!reader x könig]

▸pairing: simon 'ghost' riley x f!reader x könig ▸words: 2,758 ▸warnings: porn without plot, just straight up SMUT [threesome, oral (m and f receiving), unprotected sex, anal play, anal sex, titjob, cumplay, spitting, simon is in charge, spitroasting, aftercare] ▸summary: in a whirlwind of adrenaline and lust, you have a night you won't soon forget

▸a/n: i wish i had some deep explanation for why i wrote this, but i don't. this is extremely self-indulgent, but if someone else out there enjoys it then it's a win-win.

[masterlist]

How had it begun? How had it ended up here? What do they call it when your adrenaline pumps after doing something wild?

Getting one’s blood up is all you can think of, but you don’t think that’s right. It’s not like you have any time to think about it—not when you are caught in a flurry of discarded dirty boots, and tac vests thrown and forgotten in some corner. Not when these two men stand before you, undressing you with their eyes.

They both wear masks—one wears a balaclava, and the other prefers his sniper hood. One wears the Austrian flag on his sleeve, the other the Union Jack. Those were their differences. Their similarities? Their stature, preference for working alone, and stoicism.

What’s on your sleeve again? You can’t remember. Hell, you can’t even remember your name right now. All you can focus on is how your chest is heaving and how you are ready to give yourself to these two men—your teammates—without a second thought.

“What is it, love?” Simon asks, the balaclava shifting with each movement of his mouth. You stare up into his eyes—pools of ink, no, more like a black hole pulling you in and tearing you apart. The eye black is smeared and fading from the skin around his eyes. Somehow, he seems softer without it, but you know he is still Ghost.

“You are not afraid of us, are you?” König asks, and you shake your head.

“Nervous,” is all you can say.

“You don’t have to,” Simon says soothingly.

“I want to,” you say.

“Can we undress you?” Simon asks, and you nod. He shakes his head, “We’re gonna need words from you tonight, love.”

“Yes, you can undress me,” you say breathlessly.

They both approach you. Anyone else would be terrified to find two tall, broad men charging towards them, but you felt a pull towards them. You stand your ground as their large hands reach out to you. One turns your head, and now you’re looking at Simon. His balaclava is pulled up over his lips.

When did he do that?

He has beautiful lips. So full. And you bet they’re soft, too. He bends to kiss you. Soft lips confirmed. He is such a good kisser—gentle with a hint of need.

Another hand grabs the back of your neck gently and pulls you away. You’re looking into new pair of eyes now. Green? Blue, maybe? You can’t tell in the lighting, but he’s pulling your head towards him as he carefully lifts his sniper hood. He kisses you. His kisses are a little needier than Simon’s, sloppier too, but you like it. A moan escapes him, and you smile inwardly.

“König,” you breathe when he pulls away and he closes his eyes briefly.

“I want to see you,” he says, hands moving quickly to your belt as Simon handles your shirt. Your pants fall to your ankles, and you step out. Simon throws your shirt behind him, leaving you in your underwear.

“Die schöne,” König gasps. You are not sure what it means, but it must be good, judging by the look in his wide eyes.

“What about the two of you?” you ask. You walk over, and Simon follows your every move. He pulls on the hem of his shirt then it is up and off. You work on his belt, and he looks down to watch.

“Come here, König,” you say, and he is at your side in a jiffy. You turn away from Simon for a moment to work on König’s belt. He is breathing heavily, and it makes you worry.

“Are you okay?” you ask, and he nods a few times. “Do you want me to stop?”

“Please don’t,” he huffs.

“Okay.” You pull on his belt and look at Simon, now standing in his boxer briefs…watching.

König fumbles with getting his shirt off while also trying to keep his sniper hood on. Something about the anonymity turns you on.

Simon is not shy about the erection lying against his thigh in his boxer briefs. “See something you like, love?”

“Maybe.”

You look at König again, who is also in boxer briefs, and notice that he can’t hide what is in his underwear either.

“What should we do now?” you ask.

“Lie down,” Simon tells you. He is a man who knows what he wants. “Wait.” He walks to you and reaches around to unclasp your bra. You feel a presence behind you and look up to find König. There’s a smile in his eyes as he traces the waistband of your panties.

“May I?” he asks.

“Yes.”

With a slow, deliberate motion, he tucks his fingers into the waistband and pulls down. Instead of letting the panties fall on their own, he lowers himself to slide them down entirely and helps you step out of them.

His face is level with your ass. Suddenly, you feel something slightly wet touch it. When you turn and look down, you see König is pressing a kiss to your behind. He couldn’t resist.

“Now…” Simon grabs your attention, “Lie down.”

You do as you’re told, purposely crawling onto the bed with your ass facing them before rolling onto your back.

“Don’t be a tease.” Simon climbs onto the bed, and König follows. “Tell us, love, what do you like?” Simon asks.

“Uh…” Your mind goes blank.

“I’ll make it easier for you. Would you like to suck my cock while our friend there goes down on you?” he asks.

You nod slowly. “Yes.” A sudden rush of heat moves throughout your body.

“Good,” he rumbles low in his throat. You watch as he pulls down his underwear and springs free. As you expected, he is big with a lovely vein, just begging to be licked. He notices how you stare at him.

“Don’t just look, love.” He moves closer, and you immediately wrap your hand around him. There is a slight sound from him, and when you spit on his cock, he curses lowly. You stroke him a few times before wrapping your lips around the head of his cock.

“There we go. Fuck. Spread your legs for him,” Simon commands, and your legs fall open. You feel just how broad König is as he pushes his head between your legs, his shoulders pressing your legs even wider. He looks up at you sucking Simon’s cock then sticks his hand under his hood. When he takes it out again, he starts stroking himself. You assume he either licked or spit in his hand.

You can only see König lift his hood slightly before Simon grabs your cheeks to turn your head back to him.

“Don’t get distracted,” he grunts, pushing himself into your mouth deeper. With a hand on your head, he guides you—fast, slow, shallow, deep—it is all up to him.

You discover that he likes to hear you gag and gets you messy, with saliva dripping down the sides of your mouth and chin onto your breasts.

You nearly lose focus again when you feel König’s tongue on you. He gives you slow, tentative licks to see how you react. You whimper around Simon’s cock, and with a glance down, all you can see is König’s head moving between your legs; his hood is hiding everything else from you.

And that turns you on. You can feel him but can’t see him.

His licks become greedier, and the sounds he makes tell you that he is getting just as much pleasure out of it as you are.

Simon thrusts into your mouth, holds you there for a few moments, then pulls out, leaving you sputtering and gasping. Without a preamble, he straddles you, blocking your view of König’s head between your legs.

“Push those tits together,” Simon tells you. You do it quickly, and he slides his cock in between. “Tongue out.”

As he thrusts between your breasts, he makes sure the tip of his cock touches your tongue each time.

König is still between your legs, sucking on your clit as if he is being fed from it. With a cry, you cum, your legs closing around his head. He doesn’t seem to mind because he grabs your thighs and holds them there. When he finally moves from between your legs, he’s breathing heavily; his eyes closed in bliss.

“You taste…so good,” he breathes.

“Can I try something?” you ask Simon.

“What?” He doesn’t stop fucking your tits even as you slip a finger into your mouth to get it wet.

“I know how to make you feel really good,” you tell him before reaching around to get to his ass. You look for any sign you should stop, but he keeps thrusting even as you put your finger against the tight hole. The only thing you hear from him is a grunt as you slowly push your finger in.

“Is that okay?” you ask.

“Mm,” he grunts.

You know you find his spot when he lurches forward and has to grab the headboard for balance.

“What the fuck?” he gasps. You move your finger back and forth over the spot, matching the rhythm of his thrusts.

“Sh-Shit,” he groans.

König slowly makes his way up the bed and kneels close to your head.

“Do you want me to suck your cock?” you ask, and he nods. He holds it for you as you slide your mouth around him. You moan around him, and his hands move to your head.

“Good multitasker you are,” Simon comments. “All right, all right. Stop,” he says. “That’s not how I wanna cum.”

He goes silent, watching how you suck König’s dick. Then you feel another hand on your head and realize Simon is guiding you along with König.

“Don’t be afraid to get deeper, mate. She can handle it, can’t you, love?”

“Mm mm,” you affirm.

“See?” He moves his hand away and gently turns you onto your stomach, making you adjust how you are sucking König off.

You feel Simon grab your ass, playing with the cheeks before spreading them apart and spitting between them. He does it twice more, then spreads it around your tight hole.

“Look at it, clenching around nothing. You want something in there?” he asks. Before you can pull off König to respond, he pulls himself out of your mouth. He seems fascinated by what Simon is going to do to your ass.

“Yes,” you whimper, throat raw.

“You hear that? She wants something in there.” He presses his finger against the tight ring of muscle, and you relax for him. “Oh, good girl. Greedy little hole.”

You turn your head to watch Simon, and your body shifts slightly. König presses a big hand to your lower back to keep you in place while also causing your back to arch more.

“Easy now,” Simon coos as you take more of his finger in your ass. “Something tells me a finger isn’t enough for you.” Both he and König look at you.

“Please,” you beg.

“Up on all fours. Now.” Simon snaps his fingers, and you move quickly. He is still behind you when you look back.

“Tell me you want more,” he says.

“I want more,” you murmur.

“Hmmm,” he sighs before slapping your ass. He ensures you’re watching as he spreads the cheeks and spits again.

When you turn forward again, König is kneeling there, his cock inches from your face.

“Go on,” he urges, placing a hand on the back of your head.

It is a distraction. As you focus on getting his length in your mouth, Simon positions himself behind you. You feel something prodding at your ass, definitely larger than a finger. You whimper around König’s cock.

He pushes in slowly, having to stop now and then. He is overcome by how tight it is and doesn’t want to finish too fast. Once fully seated in your ass, he starts a slow rhythm, a moan rumbling in his chest.

König’s hand is still on your head as Simon’s thrusts push you forward. You gag as a particularly hard thrust forces his cock down your throat. He pulls out to check that you’re okay.

“Mm hm,” you stammer, lips, and chin covered in saliva. He bends to kiss your lips quickly before bringing his cock back to your mouth.

You are being spit-roasted by two masked men, you think. They are not strangers to you, however. One sighs encouragingly sweet words to you in German while the other encourages you in English. The voices start to blend in an unlikely melody. The sound of the headboard hitting the wall keeps the rhythm.

Simon is pumping faster now. Harder. Your eyes roll back as König touches your cheek, pumping his cock in and out of your mouth.

Suddenly, you hear Simon growl, and something warm and wet splatters across your back. He squeezes out every last drop onto you before spreading your cheeks again, admiring how he’s stretched your hole.

König pulls out of your mouth and takes Simon’s place behind you. Instead of your ass, though, he rubs his cock along your pussy before lining himself up and pushing himself in.

“Fuck,” you cry.

His hand starts on your lower back then you feel it slide up. You look over your shoulder and see that he’s rubbing Simon’s cum all over your back.

Simon tilts your head up, so you’re looking at him. “You’re a good girl, huh?” he asks before bending to kiss your lips. He swirls his tongue around your mouth, closing his eyes to your taste. When he pulls away, you whine.

“You like kissing me, love?” He drags his thumb along your chin, wiping away the spit that had dripped down your chin earlier when König had his cock in your mouth.

König is loud behind you—grunting and groaning with each thrust, mumbling things you do not understand, but they still turn you on. Simon slides his hand under you and between your legs, finding your clit with ease. He rubs in small, firm circles.

“Gonna…cum,” you cry.

“Good,” both men say in unison.

“You feel her walls clenching around you?” Simon asks König.

“Yes,” he grunts, thrusting into you faster, his balls slapping against your pussy as Simon plays with your clit. Your eyes roll back as you reach back to press your hand against König’s stomach. It’s a plea for help and a silent way of telling him not to stop. König grabs your hand roughly but then laces his fingers with yours in such a loving way, even while doing something carnal.

Your mouth drops open silently at first, and then you let out a long, loud moan followed by whimpers when the man behind does not stop. You’re his fuck toy now. He’s using you to get himself off.

You fall onto your forearms, but Simon holds onto you and puts a hand on your neck.

“Just a little more. You can handle it, can’t you?” he asks, and you nod with tears in your eyes.

“Feels…good,” you cry. “Gonna cum again.”

“That’s my girl.” Simon kisses you deeply, swallowing your moans and whimpers, then presses his forehead to yours. “Take it,” he whispers.

“Fffffffuck!” You’re cumming again, nearly collapsing onto Simon.

“Here it comes,” König exclaims before pulling out of you and finishing on your ass and pussy. He uses his fingers to push some inside of you.

“You are like a work of art,” he tells you, rubbing your ass soothingly. You can only speak gibberish in response.

“Easy, girl.” Simon lowers you to the bed, lying you flat on your stomach. He stays close to you, petting your head as König walks to the bathroom to find something to clean you up with. He throws a washcloth to Simon, who uses his to clean your face.

“Head up, love. Look at me,” he says, tucking his fingers under your chin to help. “There you are.” He wipes your face gently and then kisses you before pulling his balaclava back down.

König takes care of your ass and pussy, ensuring he is careful but thorough. Simon wipes your back down.

“Is she okay?” König asks.

“Right as rain,” Simon answers, petting your head again. “Right, love?”

“Yes.” You give him a weak smile, and he gives you a wink. “Thank you.”

Both men join you, surrounding you in comfort, safety, and warmth as you drift off.

[luvyeni]

OMG KING VAMPIRE OR JUST NORMAL KING BANGCHAN......I CANT

COULD YOU PLEASE DO IT WITH FEMALE READER BUT CAN YOU MAKE HER A VIRGIN THE PLOT IS UP TOO YOU!!!

ALSO BEST WRITERS AWARD GOES TOO.....

YOU🏆🏆🏆🏆

♡♡♡♡♡♡♡

FEAR; BANG CHAN

pairings. vampire!chan x servant!reader

wc. 1.1k

warnings. fingering , unprotected sex, breeding kink, corruption kink, virgin reader, metions of biting.

i hope you like it <3 !

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"the king wants to see you." your eyes widened , why would he want to see you. "w..why." the other maid shrugged. "he asked for you specifically , now hurry before he gets angry."

your legs trembled as you made your way to his room , trying to think of anything you could've done that pissed him off in anyway , knocking on his door. "enter." you heard him say , you push the door open , where he's sitting at his desk , his shades blocking the sun from coming in , a dim light surrounding the room.

"＿ , come in." his red eyes stalked you as you made your way in. "close the door." you obeyed. "y..you wanted to see me?" you keep your head down. "you know ＿ , i can hear everything going on in my castle right?" he tilted his head to the side. "i can smell a lot of things too." he said , standing up.

"why are you scared of me?" he made his way over to you , you backed up. "i..im not scared." you said. "yeah? then why are you backing up?" he smirked , taking a deep breath in , exhaling. "i can smell the fear." his eyes were dark , just as you felt your back hit the door , he quickly caged you between the door.

his head dipped in between your shoulder blades "you smell good." he nuzzled his nose in between your neck. "so fucking good." he groaned lowly. "s..sir." he made direct eye contact with you. "don't call me that, if you call me that i won't be able to control myself." his voice made a gush of arousal flood your panties. "am i scaring you now love?" you shook your head.

"n..no." he smiled, "why , is it because your aroused." one of his hands came down to your waist. "i can smell it , any vampire floating around here could smell it." you whimpered , your eyes flickering to his plump lips. "go a head princess, you can kiss me." he watched you freeze , he knew it, you were a virgin. "you don't know how , do you?" he smiled.

"p..please kiss me." you whined , that's all he needed before his lips were on yours , taking the lead , it was slow but rough and full of lust , he pulled away , your lips were red and swollen , eyes shiny. "look at you, so pretty for me already." he let go of your waist , taking your hand , you followed him , like you were under some sort of spell.

"let's get you out of this princess." he untied the strings of your dress , letting it pool around your ankles. "lay down on your back." he commanded you , taking his clothes off , joining you on the bed , in between your legs. "look at you, all spread out for me , just a minute ago you were trembling in fear." he chuckled , his hands rubbing both your thighs.

"i bet you'd let me do anything to your body." he rubbed your clit through your panties , you bit your lip, nodding. his head dipped down once again in your neck , right next to your ear. "would you let me bite you?" you felt his sharp fangs , slightly grazing the side of your neck. "make you mine forever." you moaned out , dumbly nodding. "y..yes." he hummed at your answer.

"good girl , this is your first time , so i won't, i can't make any promises for next time." he slid your panties to side , his finger prodding at your hole. "p..please." he slowly pushed his finger in , "baby you're so tight , can barely take my finger." he cooed , "you feeling okay love?" you nodded. "s..so good." you moaned. "i..i want more."

he chuckled at how fucked out you quickly became. "another one of my fingers , you sure you can take it." he said. "i..i can take it i promise." you moaned. "okay baby." he slid another finger into you , scissoring you open. "gotta get you ready for my cock." he used his thumb to rub circles on your clit. "s..sir , im gonna cum." that name set something off inside of him , he found your gspot , repeatedly fucking his fingers into it, making your scream. "shit!"

"i told you about that name princess." he growled as you clenched around his fingers , legs shaking as your orgasm approached. "gonna cum for me?" you whined. "y..yes please let me cum." he smiled at how you begged for his permission. "go a head cum for me." your body trembled as you came around his fingers. "good girl."

he pulled his fingers out , bringing them to his mouth , tasting you. "you taste really good." he groaned. "as much i want to taste more of you , im gonna explode if i don't get inside of you?" his cock rubbed up against your cunt. "p..please be gentle." he kissed your lips. "of course i will." he said, slowly pushing the tip of his cock in. "you're so tense princess , let me in." he whispered , guiding more of his cock in.

once he was fully inside , he stayed like that letting you adjust to his size. "s..so full." he smiled, wiping the tears that fell from your eyes. "feeling full princess." he hissed when you clenched around him. "fu..fuck you're killing me my love , i need to move." you nodded. "o..okay." he pulled all the way out, pushing himself all the way back in, his thrust were slow, but you wanted more. "p..please, m..more." you whimpered.

"if that's what my princess wants." he began to pick up the pace, "shit- love you're so wet." his hips snapped against yours , "feel so good , gonna make sure no other guy will be able to fuck you , gonna make you mines forever." he hissed. "you understand that princess , gonna be my queen." you moaned a bunch of incoherent things , nodding to whatever he said.

"gonna let me bite you next time, hmm? -shit- so i can fuck you for eternity?" he grabbed your jaw. "answer me love." he thrusted into you deeper. "y..yes! ple..ease im gonna cum." you gripped the sheets. "go ahead princess , im not stopping until i cum inside your pretty pussy." his hips only getting faster , finally the pressure in your stomach stopped as you came around his cock. "o..oh my god." your eyes rolled to the back of your head.

"thats -shit- that's it love , im cumming, ngh!" he pushed all the way inside of you, his cum flooding your walls. "sh..shit." he sighed.

"you're mines now."

©️LUVYENI

[vourequat]

Hiii I love your work <3

I was wondering if you could possibly do Dom!Kaeya overstimulating a fem reader? Tysm!!!

SMUT— Kaeya Alberich

“Masakit man sa 'kin na pakawalan ka mas mabuti na 'to kaysa mag-abang ka kung kailan ako magtitino” — Paboritong Pagkakamali, Nateman

trans: “It may hurt to let you go but this is better than making you wait for when I'll set myself straight”

WARNING: fem!reader, modern AU, mean Kaeya because why not, partially rough sex, overstimulation, fingering, porn with plot, not proofread (what did u expect from me?), horrible grammar.

You don't remember where this all started but all you could remember was that you were extremely stressed out whilst doing a group project with your classmate, you initiated to drink some booze as you both took a break from making a thesis but one led to another and you were drunk.

From then on, from the good stress relieving sex you both shared that night it soon blossomed to more fucking but you both promised that all of this meant nothing but just mindless fucking.

Tonight was just like any other night, you and Kaeya sharing such a passionate kiss probably thinking it was another person you actually liked but you condemned yourself— because why were you just glad it was Kaeya, why do you keep thinking of him?

He's probably thinking of a different girl so you kept it to yourself, letting your bodies go with the flow as both of you soon laid in your bed all naked.

"Shit... I didn't bring a condom" Kaeya groaned as he ran his fingers through his hair.

You held onto her muscular biceps and looked him straight in the eyes, "Just hit it raw... I'm on the pill anyways" this shocked Kaeya. He didn't think you'd go as far as that but he'll take what he can get, he was too horny to stop here now.

Kaeya panted as he eyed down your beautiful body under him, admiring every curve and soft flesh that looked delicious under the city light from the large window of your room. His fingers absentmindedly traced every single dip and rise over your body, from your collarbone to stroking dangerously close to that spot that's been dying to be touched.

He forced your legs open before circling his fingers around your clit hiding underneath its hood before gathering the wetness of your hole and bringing it back to your clit, it felt like an agonizing hour when he finally sunk his long and slender fingers into you, his middle finger and index finger massaging your walls as you breath stuttered from each abuse to your g-spot.

He pulled you closer to him by your thigh before he rested his hand over your stomach, the weight making your back arch.

"Woah there... so this is where you're weak" He grinned wildly as he found that perfect spot making you quiver under him.

He continued to abuse your cunt with his fingers until he decided that you were wet and prepped enough to get a taste of his cock, feeling a bit excited as now you were going to get fucked raw by this gorgeous man working on you in between your legs.

He placed you gently onto the pillows before he grabbed one to place under where your back and your ass meets, elevating you up a bit.

"You ready, sexy?" He breathed out as he jerked himself off near your hole, hovering over you with his free hand right on your tit massaging it thoroughly.

Once you gave him the signal, he plunged his cock into you slowly and letting it rest inside of you so you could adjust for a bit. While he waited for you to let him move, his mouth soon found comfort in your tits, sucking and caressing them with his larger hand.

"K-Kaeya... please move... n-now!" You said, growing uncomfortable with the lack of friction down there.

With that, he slowly moved in and outside of your warm and wet slit. It felt so good that you could barely keep your eyes open as you held onto his shoulders for leverage, his soft thrusts soon found pace in fucking you like a bitch in heat. Pounding into you and making sure to hit every single spot that made you tick, scream, moan, and lose you fucking mind.

Your moans mixed together like a beautiful melody under the shameful glint of the moon right outside the window, you could feel all that stress and frustration from the entire day melt away as you both tried to chase you high. In the heat of the moment he found it quite hilarious to change it up a bit, switching from missionary to a full on mating press as her grabbed onto your thighs and pressed them tightly onto your breasts as he continuously ravaged you raw.

From the curve to the veins, you could feel it all as he fucked your hole like there was no more tomorrow to do that. It was a painful bliss, big fat tears beginning to leave your glossy eyes as you grew more and more sensitive until he successfully made you overstimulated.

Kaeya soon to laugh breathily at you, "Fucked so dumb you can't even create a full word? Gosh didn't know you were like this overstimulated" he spat out as he grabbed onto your legs and manhandled you into a different position. You ass and back to his face as he used his free hand to smush your face into the pillow, not even trying to silence your moans.

"Feel 's... fucking good, baby" he moaned, clearly teasing you more as he fucked you relentlessly.

He let go of your head and leaned back to admire your body, the way your sweat glistened with the faint light of the moon creeping in contrasting with your soft skin was an art worth displaying in a museum for him. The curve of your ass and the way it jiggled every single time it made contact with his hips amused him more than when you bickered with him, he couldn't deny it any longer because by all the things holy— you were gorgeous.

"Fuck, gorgeous... I'm gon' cum, you going to cum with me yeah?" He panted as he carelessly fucked into you with only one hand on your hip, expertly still dumbing you down more in your state.

"Y-Yes... gonna cum..." You whined faintly.

His pace became faster as he desperately tried to make you reach your limit alongside his, when he slowed down that's when you knew (if you could even think at this point) that he finally got what he wanted. His pearly white cum painting your walls without decency knowing you were on the pill, his dick twitching inside of you as you convulsed underneath him from the sheer impact of your climax.

"Felt good, huh?" Kaeya smirked as he looked down on you but it immediately faltered when he saw you blacked out on the bed from all the stimulation he gave you.

A few hours later, you woke up still on the bed but now cleaned and clothed. You were about to sit up and thank Kaeya for taking care of you while unconscious when you saw him sat at the edge of the bed, smoking a cigarette while he was texting someone on his phone. You didn't know how but all of a sudden you were able to see who he was texting, it was one of the girls he's been seen with and their conversation was full of them flirting with each other.

You were about to lash out and spit at him at how he could have the guts to flirt with another after fucking the other, but then again— fuck buddies were fuck buddies, you fuck with no strings attached.

"I know you're awake, I want to talk about something..." Kaeya finally spoke as he finished his cigarette.

Without even looking at you, he sighed and tried to muster up the right words:

"Let's end this..."

A/N: I'm so sorry this took so long pookie, I was so busy doing schoolworks but I promise to everyone who's been waiting for little ol' me to post I promise to post as much as I can, I have a lot of ideas and all I need is to just write it down.

Me saying that I'll write more often:

[fizzy-fuzz]

hello! I've been reading your SCP work and saw you add OM to your writing list.

Can I please get Lucifer with an adoptive teen reader? Sibling relationship please

AN: I wasn't sure what you wanted as far as like headcanons or oneshots go, So I just went with a short oneshot because that's what I'm most comfortable with writing. Hope you don't mind!

I took some creative liberties with the plot, since your request kinda left it open. I also left the age non-specific, except implying that the reader is a teenager... I may have gotten carried away, soft big brother Lucifer incoming.

TW: slight angst

Different yet the same... (Lucifer & Adoptive teen sibling reader)

Your shoes thud softly against the ground in the carpeted halls in the house of lamination. Your pace is slowed though you already have your destination in mind; Lucifer study. Your sure he's in there, he always is during the afternoon. Often doing paperwork assigned to him by diavolo that day.

This routine isn't unusual for you. The house gets too rambunctious, so you seek the tranquility and comfort of the eldests workspace.

It's the arguably quietest place in the house. with spells and enchants to make sure that the only thing heard within the space is the gently thrum of whatever cursed vinyl Lucifer happens to fancy that day.

Lucifer never seemed to care if you were there as long as you were quiet and didn't disrupt his work.

Yes, this isn't unusual for you... Yet today the circumstances for your visit are different.

The house isn't bustling. in fact, this is the most calm it's been in awhile: Mammon Is out gambling with the money he made from modeling, Levi is holed up in his room playing some new video game that just came out, Satan is out reading in a newly built library, Asmo is clubbing with Solomon, Beel is out at an all you can eat buffet, And belphie is napping in the planetarium.

You pause your thoughts when you make it to the grand mahogany door that holds Lucifer and his office behind it. Hand raising to knock on the door but falling short and stopping just before it makes contact.

Does he even want you in there? Maybe this whole time he hasn't, and is just too polite to tell you off.

Part of you realizes that that sentence sounds ridiculous. Lucifer never has a problem telling his siblings to leave him alone when he needs private time...

But you're not really his sibling, are you?

They're all so close to each other... They fought together, fell together, and survived together when devildom refused to accept them.

Your hand that was hovering just before the office door drops to your side, and you turn around the glance at the mirrors lining the hallway behind you. If you look hard enough, you can still picture the beautiful and pristine white of your wings.

.....

It was a few dumb decisions that got you banished from the celestial realm and made you fall from grace.

You were growing weary with the standards you had to constantly upkeep. The realm values excellence over anything, and they won't settle for any less. Angelic voices always ringing in your ears pushing you to be something you weren't; perfection.

It was that same weariness that blossomed into intrigue when you first heard the name 'Lucifer' be uttered. His name was always spoken with a hushed voice, as if he was some sort of deadly curse.

And when you begin poking around for more information about him you were quickly shut down...

Until you spoke to Simeon about it. Simeon had always been one of the most relaxed and understanding of all of the angels. And because he was so well liked and respected they let it slide.

So when you spoke to him about your curiosity, he was happy to divulge as much as he saw fit for your younger mind. Contrary to every other angel you talked to, he spoke about Lucifer with high regards. Often speaking about how kind and giving the morning star was, and still is, even if he doesn't always show it.

When you asked what happened to him he told you the truth. He fell from grace along with six other angels he was closest with. Though simeon told you he wasn't allowed to speak of why they fell from grace, he did however give you a key to access the vaults that held files on what you were looking for.

That's when you first began properly learning about the great celestial war.

It dazzled you're young mind, the thought of seven angels taking on the entirety of the celestial realm with such bravery. And although you weren't about to try and start a rebellion like Lucifer did, seeing him fight for what he thought was right encouraged you to begin declining the high expectations of the realm.

Everyday when you got free time, you would sneak back off to the vault to read more on the rebellion and war, while sneaking conversations with simeon in between.

It kept you content...

Until one day, you made the mistake of getting too comfortable and sloppy while sneaking off. Unfortunately, you were blissfully unaware of the fact that you had been spotted and were being followed the whole time.

It's safe to say the higher ups weren't pleased...

So they gave you two choses:

Stay and be held on trial for treason. Which who knows what would happen after you were inevitably found guilty.

Or be stripped of your grace and be banished to devildom...

You choose the latter...

So you fell...

And fell...

And fell some more...

Devildom was beautiful, and it's Prince was nothing short of gracious. A far cry from the pompous aristocrats of the celestial realm, and of course diavolo knew just where to stick you. Where else if not with the demon brothers? Considering your circumstance, you should get along swimmingly.

Yeah, no... it's safe to say they were not happy about the idea of a freshly fallen angel teenager stuck living with them. For the first couple of months they either avoided you like the plague, or were confrontational.

All but one... Lucifer.

He wasn't peachy with you, but he held an air of understanding with your situation. He allowed you to express your woes, and offered a guiding hand when you seemed stuck.

Eventually all of the brothers warmed up to you, and came to view you as their eighth sibling. Though you always had a hard time feeling like you fit...

.....

"I can see you standing out there, Y/n. Come in." Lucifer startles you out of your thoughts as he calls out to you from behind the door.

You grip the door handle and open the heavy wooden door. It squeaks on it's hinges, the sound normally doesn't bug you, but today it makes your anxiety spike. You look up from the ground and see Lucifer at his desk writing away at some paperwork, he raises his none occupied hand and gestures for you to have a seat on the leather chair off to the side in the room.

As you scuttle over and plant yourself in the chair, you fidget nervously with your hands. The room is quiet, too quiet. The only thing heard is the scratching of Lucifers quill against the paper.

"I take it you'd like to talk? You seem tense" Though he acknowledges you verbally, he continues to work on his paperwork. Despite this you know you have his full attention.

"I guess?.. I'm really not sure." you shuffle around in your seat to get comfortable. He hums in thought.

Maybe you should've just gone to your room and dealt with your feelings yourself... He seems so busy, he shouldn't have to deal with your self-consciousness.

"tell me what's on your mind, Y/n..."

His voice has that certain tone to it, the closest it gets to 'soft'. You feel your self doubt fade away slightly... So you decide to spill your guts.

"I guess I've just been feeling a little out of place lately? Like I don't really fit in anywhere in the family..." Your voice falls to a hesitant whisper at the end.

Lucifers writing halts but he doesn't look at you yet. It feels like he already knows where this conversation is going. A light sigh falls from his mouth.

"elaborate."

You pause and think about how you want to respond. the topic is uncomfortable for you to approach, but it weighs heavy on your shoulders, so it's better to talk about it then let yourself stew...

"it's just... the seven of you are so close, you've been together for your entire life. You guys didn't even know me when I was still in the celestial realm, I was kinda just placed here after i fell from grace because there was nowhere else for me to go..." You pause for a moment and look to the ground, avoiding Lucifers gaze. "I feel like I don't belong..."

There's a silence that falls over the room as you finish your rant, only thing heard is your shuddery breathing and the scuff of Lucifers chair being pushed away from his desk. You hear here the sound of his dress shoes approach you, but you don't look up from the ground. Scared you'll meet his gaze and be ment with a lecture about how you need to be more secure with yourself.

You fidget a bit more when he stops in front of you, his shoes now in your vision as you continue to avoid looking at him properly. Two gloved fingers swoop into your view as well when he gently places them under your chin, tilting your head up carefully.

When you meet his gaze, your surprised to see his eyes half lidded with sympathy and understanding. His other hand coming up to gently run through your hair to clear it from you face, before falling to rest your shoulder in a grounding grip.

You both stay silent for a short while, before Lucifer speaks.

"how long have you felt like this?" His words are simple, but encourage you to delve deeper into your feelings.

"For awhile... I have a hard time feeling like I'm even slightly related to you guys sometimes" to your surprised, a light laugh falls from Lucifers mouth at this.

"none of us are related by blood, When has that ever made a difference?"

"that's not what I mean... Not biologically, more like our experiences feel so different, and you're all so close in age... I don't know" Lucifers gaze grows serious as he addresses you with a firm tone.

"Y/n, I know we don't always express it, but we all cherish you greatly. We may not share the same experiences, but we're still cut from the same cloth... We're family, Y/n" he pauses for a moment and sighs. "Why didn't you come to me if this was bothering you? We could've spoken about it sooner"

You gently push his hand away and he backs up to allow you to stand. Once standing, you hug your arms close to your body and shift your weight around nervously.

"it shouldn't be your job to deal with my emotions, you already have enough to deal with-" he quickly cuts you off.

"as your eldest brother it is my job to help you through things like this, my duties come second always. Y/n, you can always rely on me."

his firm response leaves no room for argument, and with his unusual sentiment, a dam breaks in you.

You take a few steps towards him and hug him close, sniffling lightly.

"I love you, Lucifer..."

His hands hover for a second, before gently pulling you closer.

"I love you too, Y/n"

[star-suh]

Ok sweet. So the request is top hongjoong x bottom m reader

Plot is pretty much reader is watching the performance for bouncy and he gets turned on by his bf and the choreo and lyrics and all and so at the end of the show the reader drags hongjoong into a dressing room and then some smut lol. I can’t think of any details besides hongjoong just teasing the reader but that’s all the details I can think of rn

MAKE IT BOUNCY!

Kim Hongjoong x Male Reader

an: i'm thinking the way i used the lyrics is kinda cringey 😭 it's kinda short but i hope you like it and thanks for requesting it :)

cw: you and hongjoong are bfs, dirty talk, implied multiple rounds, use of a sex toy, mirror sex, mention of stomach bulge, kinda fluffy at the end, a bit of other members at the end.

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you were the special mc of today's show and you were happy because your boyfriend hongjoong and his group, ateez, were promoting the title track of their new album and you were in the waiting room watching their performance. he knows that you're a horny freak and decided to tease you with his facial expressions, the choreo especially the hip thrusts and everytime he sings the lyrics "slow it down make it bouncy" and "if you wanna know how, i can show you right now" he glares and winks at you. some minutes has passed and it's the end of the show, everyone was waving, bowing and saying goodbye, you were feeling so needy so grab hongjoong's hand and dragged him to the nearest dressing room. you both entering, you locked the door and started kissing him so desperately "woah woah hold on baby, why are you acting so needy huh?", "you know damn well why" you replied. hongjoong laughed and introduce his thumb into your mouth and you started sucking it. "i certainly don't know" he smiles, "the only thing i do know is that you're a kinky naughty boy" he slapped your cheek softly "so what do you want?" he asked you pulling out his thumb from your mouth and licking it "i want you, i need you so bad, you're the only one who can satisfy me… please", "well ok, since you wanna know how… i'm gonna show you right now"

"fuck yeah just like that" hoongjoong told you, you were riding him in a reverse cowgirl position, "remember y/n slow it down and make it bouncy" he spanks you "you know how much i love to see your hole swallowing my whole cock, it's such a naughty and delicious view" you moaned feeling how his cock stretch out your ass "you cock is so fat joong, i feel so full" when you lifted your ass he thrusted hard making you moan so loud "fuck yeah it's definitely bouncy" he joked… "you want to see that view too right y/n" he asked you, "no that would be so embarrasing", "shhh i know you will like it" he grabs you in a full nelson position in front of a mirror and started thrusting again "look at that hungry hole getting fed y/n… don't you like it?" you were closing your eyes but decided to watch anyways, you feel embarrassed and became a blushing mess watching how his cock enters your gaping hole coated with lub and body fluids "hngh… dirty boy you like watching yourself get fucked huh? your clenching so hard i feel like you gonna cut my dick…. fuck!" you didn't know what to answer, you just want to keep feeling his hard cock bulging your tummy and his warm cum inside you. minutes has passed, the whole room smells like sex, hongjoong has fucked you dumb in every possible position and in all posible places of the dressing room "take the last one y/n" he said thrusting hard while jerking you off you both came at the same time. "fucking hell you milk me dry y/n" he pulls out and inserted a plug in your puffy destroyed hole "i don't want any of that dripping around here, besides it can work as a lub when we are later at home" he kisses your forehead and cheek "hold on let me clean that for you" you grabbed his cock and started licking all the cum "you look so pretty when you sucking cock y/n" he said caressing your cheek "shut up" you replied to him embarrassed "let's get dressed and let's go home, your members must be worried about where you were" you told him, "sure let me help you with your clothes" hongjoong replied…

"there they are" said yunho, "we were looking for both you guys but we couldn't find any of you". "yeah haha" you said embarrassed "we were in the cafeteria" "i was trying to teach him the choreo" hongjoong said. "anyways let's go i'm tired" said jongho, you all started to walk towards the van except two members, wooyoung and san, the first one talking in the ear of the latter "i know those horny bastards were fucking, just look at the way y/n is walking it's like he has something in his ass" san laughed "yeah true i didn't realized it until you said it", "teaching him the choreo yeah sure" say wooyoung laughing along with san…

[yandere-romanticaa]

"Have you finished reading the papers I sent to you earlier this week?"

"No, I hardly started, I was too busy."

"Alright. If you have a moment to spare, could you take a look at the document I have on my person right now?"

Oh Archons, he was going at it again. No one would blame you if you thought that Al-Haitham was a hound dog by the way he's always on the prowl for the things that he needed and interested him and the moment it was the opinions of others of his current project. Truth be told you weren't too sure to just what exactly he was coming up with but you honestly couldn't be bothered to care. This little song and dance between you and him had randomly started a few weeks ago when you presented your own ideas and theories (sprinkled with a little bit of your own personal opinion for good measure) to counter his thesis and he found what you said to be fascinating to say the least.

Catching him in the city became almost a daily occurrence as he would make you stop whatever you were doing and downright force you to answer whatever question he asked of you, no matter how pointless and even ludicrous it was. He would ramble and ramble and then he would go quiet, a deafening silence that demanded that you speak up. You forwned. This was getting out of hand and it needed to stop.

"Al-Haitham." you said, determination lacing your voice.

"I have a life outside of these little conversations of ours, I must politely ask you to stop following me and hounding me to answer whatever it is that you want."

Ah, that seems to have done the trick!

"I apologize if I made you uncomfortable." he said with a sincere tone.

"However."

Darn it, spoke too soon. Of course he wouldn't really let it go.

"Care to indulge me, just this one more time?"

With a sigh you looked down to the floor, millions of thoughts swirling through your head.

"You really are a lunatic, I hope you know that Al-Haitham." you said with an angry grunt.

"So I've been told." he replied, completely brushing you off like it was nothing.

Rolling your eyes and placing your arms on your hips, you decided to accept his request.

"Shoot."

"Silk or velvet satin?"

"Huh?"

Just what was this man asking you?! Your confused face only seemed to perplex him, which caused him to repeat himself.

"I said - silk or velvet satin. Which material do you prefer? Is your hearing damaged?"

"Oh I heard you alright I just don't understand what and why you're asking me this."

He sighed, his shoulders slumping a little as he thought about how to answer you.

"Everyone has a favorite material of sorts even if they don't know it. I just wanted to know which one you prefer, nothing more, nothing less."

How straightforward of him. You couldn't tell whether or not he was plotting something or he was legitimately curious about your opinion. Well, when you thought about it there was a strong possibility that curiosity was his main motivator.

"Silk." you replied curtly.

"Excellent. Now I shall know how to act in the future in case things get too rough..."

You strained your ears to hear the last bit as you hardly heard anything. He was taking to himself, the weirdo.

"We're done Al-Haitham. Please go away now."

"Of course. Today's conversation has been fruitful and I apologize for the convenience."

You raised your eyebrows. Who would have thought that it was possible to hear the man actually apologize properly? You walked away in shock, still a little weirded out but happy that it was finally over.

With a smirk Al-Haitham went on his own way as well, satisfaction brimming within him as the tsunami of conflicting emotions raged in the black hole he called a heart. You were a fascinating person to study and talk to, it was only natural that he wanted to keep you close. Now he at least knew how to make things just a bit more comfortable for you.

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