#quietly slowly coming up from being overstimulated. it’s not over yet but it’s like i can almost touch it. like i can breathe easier

[aanalytic]

gratitude post ‼️🌈🧠🌊⚡️🩷🪼

if you’re seeing this it means something reminded me how much i love being alive :’)

[heeliopheelia]

𝐑𝐈𝐃𝐈𝐍𝐆 𝐄𝐍𝐇𝐘𝐏𝐄𝐍'𝐒 𝐇𝐘𝐔𝐍𝐆 𝐋𝐈𝐍𝐄

genre: smut ♥ word count: 2.2k ♥ warnings: unprotected sex, slight spanking, blowjob, backseat sex, honestly idk what else so if you do let me know!!

➥ Heeseung  

You and Heeseung are literally unable to keep your hands to yourselves for more than twenty minutes, so it comes with no surprise when yet another one of your movie nights end up with you bouncing on your boyfriend's lap. You have your hands braced on the headrest of the couch, fingers clutching on the fabric tightly as you feel your third orgasm approaching quickly.

"Be careful," you warn Heeseung breathlessly as he bites your neck again, teeth grazing over your chain. But your head being thrown back gives him such a good access to your smooth skin, he just can't help himself. "It was expensive, babe."

"I'll buy you a new one," he breathes out, nibbling at the shell of your ear.

He slips his hands underneath your (his) t-shirt and wraps his arms around your waist, helping you maintain your pace after noticing you struggle.

"Tired already, baby?" He teases, taking in your fucked out face as you nod. "Just a little more, okay? Feels so good when you ride me."

Your moans, so high and pretty and only for him only fuel up his greed to keep you like this forever. Your body grows heavier against his chest as you squeeze your eyes shut, feeling your thighs getting sore. You nearly force yourself to keep moving but the exhaustion makes you finally fall limp on Heeseung.

"I can't anymore," you stumble out, burying your face in his shoulder. You can feel his hand raising up to stroke your hair gently. "Take the lead?"

"Of course, love," he agrees with a grin. Without wasting any time, he grabs your waist and flips you both around, placing you face down on the couch. He leans over your body, lips pressing small kisses against your ear. "How do you want me to fuck you?"

"Fast," you whine, clenching your hands on armrest. "You don't have to be gentle, please."

He laughs shortly before pulling away and getting behind you, lining himself in between your thighs as he lifts your hips up. "Your wish is my command."

A string of whimpers leave your throat as he snaps his hips into yours quickly, hands grabbing onto you and pulling your ass as close to him as possible. Your voice comes slightly muffled by the blanket laying underneath you and you relish in the sound of Heeseung's groans and pants as he fucks you just the way you wanted to. It doesn't take much longer before you're coming, a scream of his name leaving your lips. You can feel your legs trembling again from overstimulation.

Heeseung lets out a loud grunt from behind you. "Fuck, stop clenching so hard," he tells you, feeling your walls gripping him tightly. You're too overwhelmed to control your body to that degree, so even if you nod quietly, you're not able to do so while being in such haze. Within couple seconds he reaches his high too, nestling his cock deep inside you.

You feel him pull out before he turns you around gently, leaning down and pressing a kiss on your lips. You giggle tiredly. "Why does every Friday end like this?"

Heeseung laughs too, pinching your side playfully. "Cause you're too hot to resist."

➥ Jay

"Oh my god," Jay groans into your ear, clenching his eyes as his fingers skim over your lacy lingerie. "Doing so good, baby."

You smile at him breathlessly as you straddle him, hips moving slowly and taking him in deeply just as he likes it the best. You're giving him the best loving session he could ever ask for as you hold your hands intertwined with his, the soft sound of his favorite playlist playing in the background.

"Anything for you, birthday boy," you breathe out, leaning down to kiss him intensely. Your hair falls all over his face, so he swipes it away with his hands, then cupping your cheeks in between his fingers. "I love you so much," you mumble into his lips, rolling your hips sensually on top of him.

Jay moans lowly, his head falling back on the bed frame. "I love you too, honey."

You bite your lip as you focus on keeping your rhythm steady. You press your body on his, now laying on top of him instead of sitting and the two of you whine at the new angle. Wrapping your arms around his neck, you smother your cheeks together and give Jay a better access to hearing all of your moans and whimpers.

Digging his heels into the mattress until he was stable, he starts thrusting up into you, meeting your hips halfway. You cry out loudly at the sensation, eyes rolling back as the lewd sound of skin slapping slowly dulls out the music playing from his speaker.

"You close, baby?" You manage to ask, out of breath. You pull your face away, looking at his flushed face.

"Just a little more," he says and you nod, burying your face in the crook of his shoulder. You bring your knees closer to make lifting your hips a little easier with him rutting up into you at the same time.

Your mouth is wide open now as you pant, clenching your fingers on his thick hair. His cock hits so far inside you and each time you think he can't go any deeper, he knocks all the air out of your lungs over and over again. All you can hear are his strangled groans which only bring you closer to your orgasm.

Jay settles his hand on the small of your back before plunging his hips up a little more sloppily than before as he's reaching closer to his own climax. You push your ass more towards his bent knees and come soundlessly after couple more thrusts. Jay can tell as your walls start throbbing around him intensely and he clenches his teeth, lasting a little time longer before spilling inside you.

You lift your head up and grin at him happily. His hand comes up to your jaw pulling you in for a slow kiss.

"Happy birthday," you whisper, moving away only to be brought back to his greedy lips.

➥ Jake

Heavy breaths echo through the quiet room, disrupting the silence. Well, silence excluding the angry screams coming from your boyfriend's headphones as he was too distracted and got himself killed again in the game. He couldn't care less though, not when your lips are so nicely wrapped around his cock. You suck on his tip softly, hands rubbing his thighs as he stifles a groan again. He lets one of his hands drop down to your hair and he gathers them into a makeshift ponytail to see you better, so prettily kneeling between his thighs underneath his desk.

You push your head lower, taking everything you've been holding with your hand in your mouth. Jake hisses loudly, leg twitching as he sends you a pointed look. You only giggle at him, the vibration in your throat making him arch his back slightly as he lets a low moan slip out his mouth.

"Fuck, alright, I gotta go," he announces to his friends and logs out of the game, cutting out all the protests in his headphones. He sighs as he looks down at you, sliding away from you on his chair. You watch as a smile spreads onto his lips and he gestures for you to stand up. "C'mere, have to be inside you."

"So greedy," you tease but still get up from the floor. He spreads his legs widely and you walk up to him before discarding yourself off your jeans. You step in between his thighs and lower yourself on his hard cock backwards, supporting yourself with hands on each armrest.

"Oh, fuck," Jake moans loudly as he slides lower on his chair, allowing you to shift into a more comfortable position. You move your hands from the chair to his knees and start lifting yourself up and down his cock. His hands roam all over your soft skin and you bite your bottom lip, bouncing on his cock in a rather quick pace.

"You feel so fucking good, baby. Taking me so well," he says, struggling to form sentences as he's too distracted by watching your pretty ass jiggle each time it meets his thighs. You involuntarily clench around him a little harder after hearing his praising words. Jake groans at that, losing his patience and wrapping his arm right underneath your breasts, pulling you closely to his chest.

You whimper loudly at the feeling and rest your head on his shoulder. Jake spreads your legs a little wider before his free hand slips down to press on your swollen clit. A yelp leaves your mouth as you jerk slightly in his hold, clenching your walls even tighter around his cock.

"God, YN," he breathes out, arching his back, chest pressing even closer to your back.

The both of you soon become a moaning mess, each of you chasing their own high. With your boyfriend circling his thumb on your clit, you're the first one to come. Only couple seconds later, Jake is lifting you up and pulling out of you, hand rubbing his length quickly until he spills all over your ass.

You look at each other, both equally breathless before falling into a small fit of chuckles. Jake's eyes fall from your eyes down to your pretty lips, watching as they shape in the smile he loves so much. And fuck it, he just needs to give you more, already looking forward to hearing the sound of your moans again.

Before you even have the chance to ask what he's doing, Jake is wrapping his hand underneath your knees and lifting you up in his arms only to lay you down on his bed, face flushed as he kneels right in front of your spread out legs.

➥ Sunghoon

Your lips move sloppily against his, joined in a wet kiss as your hands unbuckle Sunghoon's belt. Moving your mouth away, you latch onto his neck, sucking and biting on the sensitive skin and earning a throaty moan from your boyfriend. You grind on his hardening bulge when his hand grope your ass underneath your skimpy skirt.

The space in the backseat of your car is way too small and tight to fit the two of you but neither of you cares about the comfort even half as much as for relieving the tension in your bodies. You've been teasing him for the entire night which resulted in Sunghoon dragging you out of the party merely two hours after entering his friend's house.

So as you sit on his tense thighs, you hitch your skirt up and push your panties aside, sinking down on Sunghoon's length without any beforehand stretching needed. You've been fucking dripping for the past twenty minutes. The both of you moan loudly, feeling the tight knots finally loosening in your stomachs.

"Fuck," he groans into your ear, earning a teasing smile from you. You lift yourself up and down slowly, adjusting to his size for a while before he breathes out impatiently, "Are you done?"

You giggle as you feel him literally throbbing inside you. Leaning down to kiss him, you brace your hands on his shoulders and bounce faster on his hips. He fills you up so nicely in this position, you can't help but arch your back into him a little as you whine his name loudly. His big hands smacking your ass sporadically nearly make you go crazy and you pick up your pace again.

"Ah- I'm so fucking close," you moan, rolling your hips against his and trying to bring yourself to the much needed high as quickly as possible. Yo don't know how much longer you can take it, thighs burning and breath stuttering with each jump. "I'm on the pill, so just come inside me."

Sunghoon growls lowly in his throat, spanking you once again and relishing in the string of whines that you let out. His hands slide up to your hips, fingers digging into your skin as he lifts you up and down his cock with minimal effort. Throwing your head back, you moan loudly, jumping on your boyfriend's lap desperately, ass hitting his thighs and making him fully bottom in you each time you fall down. All it takes is for Sunghoon to lift his hand up and slap your ass you again and you're coming with his name on your swollen lips.

Sunghoon grabs you by your hips and lifts you up before turning you around and making you sit on his cock backwards. Your back arches into his chest and he wraps his arm around your waist, holding you close as he thrusts his hips up into you, swearing loudly as his rhythm starts wavering. He slams into you sloppily, pushing your hips into his, chasing his release desperately. Your mind is blank at this point and you just let your boyfriend use you the way he wants to.

"Fuck!" He moans as he finally comes in you, pushing his cock deeply inside and letting his release paint your tight walls. The both of you groan at the feeling, then you slowly move your hips up and down, helping him ride his high. "You're gonna be the fucking death of me, you know that?"

You lean your head back on his shoulder with a giggle and press a kiss to his sharp jawline, adoring the way his lips twist up into a small smile.

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a/n: no bcs i overestimated myself again ⚰️ i thought i'd be able to do it in like an hour max but I've actually spent half a day on it, can someone explain how did that happen :)) well anyway, hope you guys liked it!!

[squippy360]

Hi. Is it alright for incubus reader x stucky nsfw 😊

Steve Rogers x Incubus!Male reader x Bucky Barnes

(CW: Tentacles, overstimulation, piss kink(???), based off this, :D)

"Buck…? Please come to bed." Steve softly called out. Bucky had just come out of the shower and was quietly rummaging around the room to get ready for bed, waking Steve up in the process. "Don't worry, Stevie. I'll be there soon. Give me a minute." Bucky's gruff yet gentle whispered to him. Steve whined and flopped back down. Soon after that, he felt the bed move slightly as Bucky crawled into the bed with Steve. 

Steve smiled and let Bucky lean into his arms. He cuddled him close and petted his hair softly. 

"Good night, My love." Bucky whispered before sleep took us.

____________________

A hand reached out and touched Steve's face, stroking his thumb against his cheek softly. Steven stirred and whined out Bucky's name.

"Wake up, baby~ C'mon, let me see those pretty blue eyes." The voice whispered in Steve's ear. Both males let out a groan and slowly opened their eyes, looking around for the source of the noise. 

"Right here, my pretty little boys~" The deep, sickly sweet voice sent a shiver down their spines like thick honey was being poured down their back.

"M-M/n? What are you doing here? We thought you left to travel for your job?" Bucky mumbled. 

"I'm done already and came back to see my pretty little boys~ I could practically feel your neediness from all the way across the world." You smirked and slowly pulled the blanket down. Their eyes became cloudy and desperate as they squirmed under your gaze. Tentacles slithered out of your back and slowly slithered closer to them, tugging and ripping their clothes off to reveal their flushed body. 

"I know why guys like you tend to specifically ask for me. You’re curious about my talents aren’t you?" You growled deeply at them. They whined as you pinned their arms away from their body. You chuckled at their embarrassment. 

"Aw, don't be shy about it. You want to know what it would feel like to be fucked by several tentacles simultaneously don’t you? We've done it before but not with both of you present." You smirked maliciously as their clocks twitched against their stomach. "Please…!" They whined, embarrassed and red-faced.

"You can say my tongue counts as one of my tentacles… It’s long and slippery like one haha… Mmmf… Oh you want me to slide my tongue down your throat do you? Well who am I to say no to that, hmm?" Your tentacle held Bucky's face as you roughly kissed him back, your tongue fucking his throat as he squirmed and moaned. "Oof you’re choking on it a bit. Surely you can take it further than that can’t you? Mmm your tight little throat is spasming around my tongue… That feels so good." You groaned in his ear. 

Steve watched with wide eyes as the tentacles groped and stroked his most sensitive spots. He let out a high pitched moan as the tentacles brushed over his nipples. "Oh- M/n! Don't…ngh…pinch them! They're too sensitive- M/n!" Steve moaned mindlessly. You teased Bucky with your tongue, your hands moving down to his pecs and squeezing them. You pulled away from the kiss, smirking at the man's red face. 

"Please! Put it in already! I can't…" Bucky begged, his pleas slowly defending into desperate sobs as the tentacles edged him further. "Such pretty little pets~" You spoke, pulling them further into your lustful trance. 

"Since you've been so good, I'll be sure to fuck you til you pass out~" You grinned and the tentacles quickly made their way south and penetrated both of their bodies. 

They arch their backs simultaneously and cried out, their cheeks tear-stained and wet. "YES! YES!" They sobbed loudly. You kicked your pants off and pulled Steve's hips close to you. You gripped the back of his thighs and pushed your cock in with the tentacles. "Oh fuck…" You groaned.  

Steve's eyes rolled back and more pleasure tears ran down his face. "M/n~ M/n~ M/n- Mph!" Steve moaned out before a tentacle was forced down his throat. He sucked on it softly as it moved in and out of his mouth. Bucky released auffled yelp as he was lifted off the ground by the tentacles and suspended in the air. 

He was fully exposed and vulnerable as the tentacles buried themselves deeper into Bucky's insides. Tentacle suckers wrapped themselves around his nipples and cock, shocking softly. "OHHHHHHH NNNNGHHHH!" Bucky cried out and came. You licked your lips. "So fucking tasty." You grinned and rammed harder into Steve. His tummy was covered in cum and other liquids he couldn't hold. Tears dampened the sheets under both of them. Nothing but whimpers and whines escaped Steve's lips. "N-No…can't…no more…" He cried desperately. 

His eyes rolled back a final time as he shuddered and dry orgasmed before passing out. Bucky moaned helplessly, begging to be let go. You gently placed him on the bed and removed all the tentacles and pulled out of Steve. They both curled up into each other, sweaty and tired. You cooed at them softly and quickly cleaned them up with a rag before snapping my fingers to change the sheets under them. 

You curled up to both of them, not tired enough to sleep and instead just settled on petting their hair and holding them comfortably close. 

(Next up: uhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh-)

[definitelyisd1ce]

“Bad dog !”

K. Ryuguji — Tokyo Revengers.

Synopsis : Going back to Kenny’s room after a Toman Meeting, was just supposed to be a normal hangout like normal people. But instead, it turned into a situation where you fuck like animals.

Content Warnings!

contains the following ; heavy smut , muzzled!draken, switch!reader & switch!draken (if you squint.), heavy praise and light degradation, overstimulation (again, if you squint.)

fem!reader experiments with Draken basically lol.

This content is for those who wish to read it, though it is heavily recommended that you are 18+. I have no control over what you read, nor is it my business. Read at your own discretion.

WC; 2.2K !

Viewer Discretion Advised. <3

Being on top of Draken in his lap differs from what you had planned after the Toman meeting. It was just a simple,

"Hey, Y/n. Do you want to come back to my place and hang out for a while?" he asked, dumb puppy dog eyes on display.

And that was that. Now, here you are making out, exploring each other's bodies, and getting occasional nibbles from the blond.

After the second or third lip bite and him dragging it out with his teeth, you pulled back with your eyebrow raised and a light dazed smirk. As you did, his tough yet gentle hands graciously ran up your sides and squeezed, halting your sudden breakaway from his lips.

"What?" He pondered, eyes casting over your flushed skin and taking every bit of you.

It was no secret that you, too, had the hots for each other. If anything, everyone knew you did before you came to the conclusion yourselves. It was just here recently, in the past three or four months, that you and Ken began to get a lot closer outside of Toman (thanks, Mikey).

"S'nothing." You grinned, running your hands over his black tanktop-clad shoulders. You couldn't help but bite your own lip at the sight of him slightly reclined against the wall, completely relaxed. No one in their right mind would think that a guy that was raised in a brothel, would have so much contentment and peace within themselves; but Draken changed your opinion on that incredulously fast after you started talking.

"Just trying to see why you're biting me." You continued after a brief moment of silence and admiring him. A hearty snicker left his lips as he pulled himself forward, gracing his plush lips over your shoulder, causing a light shudder and whimper to leave you. But soon, it became cut off and turned into a gasp after he bit into your shoulder. After releasing you from his teeth, he sucked a light bruise into the spot to soothe it.

"Y'taste so sweet ma.. that's why." He cooed in faux innocence, pulling back to look at you. He looked back up at you, hugging you back close to his body to continue peppering, kissing up against your neck.

He acted (and looked) like a dog that loved to play and test the limits. This was the limit he was beginning to test.

The light kisses slowly began to get more sensual, Draken getting more handsy and grabby at your loungewear, which only consisted of a loose t-shirt that was more or less his that you stole and a pair of leggings.

"Might have to muzzle ya' if you keep doing it." You murmured, leaning your head back as he kissed up your neck into more erogenous spots. Featherlight moans hastily fell off your tongue into the small room, the noises leaking into Drakens ears and sending blood rushing straight south. Things might have been the same for you as you felt the all too familiar arousal starting to pool at the core between your thighs.

"Ken.." you whined quietly, fingers trailing over his prominent back muscles and forcing yourself not to push your hips into his groin to create friction. He might as well not have been listening as his tongue dragged itself up your jugular, made its way to your earlobe, and softly bit down on it.

"Hm?" he answered back low and sweetly, pushing his half-hard cock up into your clothed cunt.

You pulled back to look at him, eyes half-lidded and glossy with your mouth slightly agape as you took into account that he bit you. He bit you again.

You shook your head and started to reach under the for a specific box of toys he kept in case one of the brothel women needed anything from it. After a little digging, you pulled out an all-black muzzle, holding it up between you and Draken for you both to view.

After silence, Draken spoke up in a reluctant yet confused tone after peering through the holes of the muzzle at you on the other side.

"Y'were being serious?" he asked in small tone. He won't ever admit it, but deep down, he felt mildly threatened about being muzzled.

"Of course I was, but you don't have to do it, Kenny. You look scared." You teased, hanging it off your finger.

Draken looked at you as you put him and the word scared in the same sentence, now beginning to feel challenged. He leaned in to kiss you, confirming in the kiss that he wouldn't mind doing this with you.

He pulled away after a few seconds, dragging out your bottom lip again and smirking at you.

"Never scared, baby. I'll do anything that I wanna do." He muttered, reaching for the hem of your loose shirt and pulling it over your head as his eyes raked over your crafted figure. He haphazardly tossed somewhere on the floor and started to use his broad hands to grope you. His rough, calloused hands met with your soft, delicate skin, which was his favorite part about you.

You whimpered into the air as he began to get more desperate and rutted his bulge into the inside of your thigh. By now, your panties have started to cling to your cunt as your slick began to seep out of you.

Draken hoisted you up and slid your leggings down, you compliantly following along and kicking them off beside his bed. As of now, you sit in Draken's lap in a tiny sports bra and tight cotton briefs that run around the fat of your ass and thighs.

You reached for his tank top and pulled it off of him, his fair tan skin on display with scars over his shoulders and abdomen. You didn't mean to stare, but by the time you realized you were, Draken's index finger and thumb were already grasping your chin and tilting your head to make you look into his eyes.

"You like what you see, mama?" he taunted, hands resting on your chest. His little tease only caused you to roll your eyes playfully and pull his braid a little. You stood up onto your knees and gawked down at Draken while simultaneously reaching for the muzzle. You kissed him once more and ran your thumb over his cheek.

"Ready?" you asked, undoing it and waiting for his answer. It took him a while, but he eventually nodded and gave a verbal 'Yes, Ma'am,' then proceeded to have the muzzle over his mouth, the buckle being battened down to his comfortability.

You pulled back and looked at your work, holding a giggle as she saw the man before her, restrained to some form. You rubbed over his skin some more before sliding between his legs and freeing his excited dick from his sweatpants and boxers, throwing them to the ground as you gave his length lazy strokes.

Ken had a guttural groan release from his throat. At the same time, his head fell back, and his hips automatically thrust up into your hand to create more friction, making you grin as you watched him. You gave minor kitten licks on his tip, the tiny beads of his essence gracing your tongue as he squirmed under your touch.

Draken, meanwhile, writhed. He tried his best to contain his volume, though the muzzle muffled half of it anyway. He kept his hands at his sides, fighting the urge to grab Y/n's hair and force his girth down her throat and pleasure himself. But alas, he played coy and decided to be a good boy.

You kept teasing his poor cock, his voice bouncing between low groans and needy whimpers.

"P-please.. more.." he begged quietly, discreetly trying to slide more into your mouth and failing, making your head come back up.

"Aw, is my poor muzzle mutt needy?" you cooed in sympathetic empathy, not expecting much of a response from the man beneath you. However, Draken had had enough and needed you—here and now.

You would've thought your life flashed before your eyes before he snatched you up and had you on your tummy underneath him. He clawed at your briefs until they made it to your knees, and his cockhead was prodding at your weeping hole.

"Yeah? We'll see who's the mutt and gonna be barking all over m'cock.." he sputtered, a menacing tone hiding behind his words as he slid into you with a high-chasing endeavor. Groans and moans of satisfaction and pleasure left the both of you in unison, light quivers and shakes irking your nerves. He eased his way in, 7 inches of pure brute meeting your hungry and aroused walls in passion.

You felt like you were being split in two, being impaled on his dick with barely any prep, but you had no one to blame but yourself for it because you teased him up to this point.

He bottomed out inside you, pushing the base of your spine down to your face and ass up ultimately. Your ass met the base of his pelvic bone like a perfect puzzle piece, and he already felt like he was near leaking euphoria.

"Are you good down there, sweet girl?" he asked, leaning some of his weight on your back to grunt his question shakily into your ear. Due to his state, he couldn't bite or nibble on the shell of your ear like he normally would, so he had to do his best not to take it off.

You nodded shakily, eyes nearly in the back of your head already, and wavered breaths fell out of your mouth. Draken took this as an opportunity to take both your arms and lock them into his behind your head—a full Nelson.

Your eyes widened, and a protest started to form, but it was cut short as a moan fell out instead. Draken started rutting into you, rocking in and out of you mercilessly with haste. You could feel the carnal desire he had radiating, and here he was, fucking into you like some animal.

'A-Ah~! Kenny.. s..slow down~!" you beckoned, resting your head into his cologne-ridden pillow and whining into it. The wet squelches and the soft claps you guys helped each other make was all that he was focused on. Ryuguji felt inclined to give you the most earth-shattering orgasm; he was going to make you feel like this was a punishment for muzzling him.

"N-nuh uh.. you're going to lay there.." he huffed, getting close to your ear to almost growl into it, "and take it all f'me.." he continued, his girth pushing further in, possibly even kissing your cervix.

If you weren't panicking then, you were definitely panicking now.

High-pitched squeaks left your lips as you babbled incoherently about how big he was, how fast he was going, things he'd heard once or twice in his life.

His hips snapped ferociously at your rear, similarly as if it was looking for something within you.

The continuity of his pace started to seamlessly start the searing knot in your stomach, an all-knowing indicator that you were close. That feeling made you absentmindedly start pulling yourself forward to avoid the inevitable, which Draken caught onto and wasn't going to let happen.

"Don't r-run now.. you started this.. and y're gonna finish for me.." he purred, using your tangled limbs to pull you back and send his tip ramming into your sweet spot.

A lurching squeal came barreling out, and your eyes squeezed shut, a slight gush spritzing from your cunt.

"F~fuck!" you moaned, getting closer to your orgasm that Draken was about to rip from you. Kenny's moans got a little higher, his once steady thrusts turning erratic and soul-searching. His forehead met your back, everything about him becoming frigid and feral.

"Cumming for me, mama?" he asked, reaching his hand below and rubbing lazy pressure into your clit.

As if on cue, your voice cut out, and you began to cum on his cock; heavy pants, searing whines, and grips upon the sheets kept you conscious as you began to see stars. Ken started to release himself, the grip and the feeling of your tight walls squeezing his girth so hard, he was almost afraid your stuffed cunt wouldn't let go of him.

"L-look at you..!" Draken started to praise, filling your hole with his milky seed, taunting you, "whining and panting like a needy little bitch in heat.. who the mutt now?" he asked, bringing his palm to lightly choke you and force your eye contact.

The only thing you could do was roll your eyes, fucking yourself back onto him as he thrust you through your orgasm.

"Come on, answer me," he started, giving your cheek pressurized love taps. "Who's the mutt now?"

You looked at him, sweet, fucked-out doe eyes silently begging for a bit of mercy. Once you finally realized he was waiting for an answer, you sputtered out a meek little 'Me... I'm the mutt..', which earned a shit-eating grin and a complete halt to his movements.

He let your arms go and pulled out slowly, his half-hard cock laying to the side as he watched globs of his cum spill out in urgency.

He licked his thumb and chased the fluid back up your puffy slit, stuffing it back into your hole, making you shudder and whimper from the sudden stimulation.

"Good girl," he praised, taking off the muzzle and kissing your back. "Maybe I'll muzzle you next time. This was fun."

silly little a/n 😅 : hey guys! this is my first ever tumblr fic! do be kind as i am new to this and don’t hesitate to throw out ideas , suggestions , and overall feedback! if i do well, more fics will be coming in the future! thank you :)

divider by — @benkeibear

[deep-fried-egg]

Can you do a fic where G!P jenna fucks reader really really gently because she's innocent and a virgin. Reader really scared so Jenna offers reassuring words and praise as comfort.

Of course! Thank you so much for the request!

Gentle?

Warnings: g!p, smut, real people, short.

SMUT BELOW THE CUT

"Wait... you're a virgin? do you need me to be gentle with you?" Jenna asked as she slowly stroked her hard cock, the tip leaking with precum since she had been edging for a while before you offered to help her out.

you sighed then nodded at your brunette girlfriend, she hurriedly opened the middle drawer on her nightstand which was luckily posted enough to her body that she only had to slightly bend over to grab the condoms from the bottom of the drawer.

when she leaned over her dick brushed against her white button up shirt she shivered from the contact since her dick was so sensitive because she was holding back her orgasm for you. she didn't want to cum so quickly in front of you. that would be way too embarrassing.

Jenna finally grabbed a condom from the box she had in her nightstand so she sat back up in bed, right in between your legs. she quickly tore open the condom pack and she leaned forward again to kiss you as a distraction as she slid the condom onto her throbbing cock.

she pushed your hair aside to place kisses on the side of your neck, down to your collarbone and then back up to your cheek and lips.

she finally pulled away from you with the condom fully on her dick, she positioned the head of her cock to your entrance and she slowly and gently pushed it in, stopping halfway to ket you adjust.

"You'll have to go slow with me, I don't want my first time being rough." you asked quietly but your words were barely audible to her but she still smiled softly.

"Of course babe," she replied. she continued to move inwards until she had reached all the way in then she held still waiting for you to adjust yet again, she watched you carefully to make sure you weren't uncomfortable.

eventually you have her the go ahead and she began thrusting into you gently, making sure not to be too rough to you.

Jenna grabbed your hips as she continued her thrusts, her hand rubbing at the skin of the sides of your thighs, her soft and warm hands made you feel loved and safe. you gripped onto her shoulders as she began moving faster now, causing you to let out a small moan and tighten your grip on her shoulders.

Jenna smirked knowing exactly what she did to you. this made her push harder, making sure to hit just the right spot inside you, it was a slow pace but you liked it that way.

your head fell backwards and you moaned loudly as you felt yourself come undone around Jenna's dick, she gently pulled out of you as to not overstimulate you but since she was so close to cumming she just had to touch herself.

Jenna immediately wrapped her hand around her cock, you could tell she was trying to keep her climax at bay by gripping her shaft tightly, she took another few deep breaths then put her cock back inside of you, pausing until you tell her that it's okay to move again.

Jenna resumed her previous movements, her thrusts were more forceful but not too fast or too rough.

Jenna wrapped her arms around your waist as she thrusted into you as deeply as she could, her face buried in your chest as she breathed in your scent because she needed the air to keep herself from cumming, she was using your scent to control it.

Jenna shakily reached down to rub your clit to get you as close as she is, luckily since you hadn't had an experience like this it wasn't too hard. it only took about a minute for her to get you right to the edge.

her hips were rocking back and forth faster and quicker, her eyes were squeezed shut as she was holding back for you. she wanted to make your first time as perfect as possible.

soon you came around her cock again and she came inside of the condom, she pressed her hips into you as she tried to get as deep as possible.

she finally pulled out with an exhausted sigh. she took the condom off, tied it up and tossed it into the garbage can. she pulled her boxers back up and tucked her cock back into them as she lays down next to you.

"how was that?" the brunette asked shyly with the slightest hint of blush on her cheeks. you had never seen your girlfriend look so beautiful like this.

"it was amazing... thank you Jenna." you replied honestly. if there was one thing that was certain it was that Jenna was a good lover, her gentleness and caring made everything perfect for you.

"I'll clean this mess up later... for now I wanna cuddle. c'mere..." Jenna mumbled as she held you as tight as humanly possible, her arm laying across her chest. you both snuggled up together as she kissed your chest softly and lovingly. "now sleep babe~" she whispered softly. you smiled before falling asleep next to your very warm girlfriend.

[rogerswifesblog]

Another lesson

[pt. 2 of keep you quiet, but you can read it as a one shot]

𝐒𝐮𝐦𝐦𝐚𝐫𝐲: Steve's gives you another lesson on being quiet...this time, Bucky helps.

𝐏𝐚𝐢𝐫𝐢𝐧𝐠: Steve Rogers  x reader x Bucky Barnes

(Sadly no Stucky in this one...maybe only a hint? Blink and you'll miss it)

𝐖𝐚𝐫𝐧𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐬: barely any plot tbh, smut, 3some, p in v, unprotected sex, oral [ m & freceiving ], fingering, squirting, overstimulation, cum swallowing, cum eating, dp, Dom!steve, Dom!bucky, sub!reader

Tell me if I need to addd anything.

Btw I've never written a 3way so I've no idea how to do that. I hope you'll like it.

I literally put everything else aside to write this one lol

Keep in mind English is not my first language!

18+

Nervously you entered the elevator and pushed the button to Steve's floor. Would it really happen? Would you really have sex with Steve? Maybe he was just joking? Yet, it didn't really feel like a joke.

After leaving Steve and Bucky you went back to your room, where you've showered and changed. Even though your walls have been throbbing and clenching all the time, you haven't touched yourself. It...didn't feel like Steve would like that.

As soon as the elevatordoors opened, you walked to Steve's door. After knocking you could hear steps.

The door opened-but it wasn't Steve who opened them.

Surprised you looked up into Buckys beautiful blues. You could feel yourself blush, when you realised he was also shirtless. "Bucky-hi-what...I'll come back later", you mumbled, but Bucky only smirked teasingly and grabbed your top, pulling you into the room. Stumbling you accidentally leaned against Buckys naked stomach-were these abs real? There was no way-

"She can really be pretty quiet, huh?", said Bucky. "She can be, yeah." Only then did you realise Steve was just behind him-also shirtless and with his belt open. "What happened sweetheart? Where's did that bratty mouth go, huh?", Steve asked mockingly, pulling you against him. Your hands instantly slid to his naked skin.

Slowly you looked back to Bucky and then again to Steve. Bucky stepped a bit closer, putting his hands on you waist. You could see the question in their eyes.

Oh god, would you even survive two super soldier di-

Steve pulled you a bit closer against him, leaning to your lips. "Come on, sweetheart, where's that voice of yours", he mumbled. You couldn't stop yourself from grinning. Slowly you let your hands glide over Steve's pecks. You've never seen him backed from up close-same with Bucky. Immediately one of your hands found Buckys chest.

„Let's see if you old men can keep up", you mumbled cocky.

The next thing you knew, you were in Steve's bedroom, thrown on Steve's bed, with two super soldiers hovering over you. You had no idea who's hands where at your body, who's lips kissed your neck.

It felt amazing. Getting so much attention of two men-not only any men, Steve and Bucky.

You've always liked Steve and Bucky-well, besides the constant arguments. The two were pretty nice, funny and charming. Many agents wanted to get to know them better...you've heard some very detailed conversations. Very, very detailed...

You moaned quietly when a hand pressed on your clothed core. "Are you still wet, baby?", Steve whispered against your ear, while Bucky bit into your exposed collarbone, while he slowly pushed your shirt up.

"Yes, Steve, please...Bucky, please", you mumbled while grabbing Buckys hair and pulling him closer to your lips. He immediately understood and kissed you fiercely. His tongue found it's way into your mouth, while he grabbed your bra clothed breast under your shirt. A quiet moan escaped you and you pressed yourself towards their hands. Steve watched the two of you for a moment, before he started to pull your sweatpants down. They quickly Landed on the floor.

His face was close enough to your heat, he could smell you. How wet you were. It made his-already hard-dick twitch. Unintentionally he grind against the bed. Looking at your pretty panties he could see the wet spot of your arousal forming. "Fucking drenched..." He couldn't stop himself from pressing his lips against your clothed entrance and sucking on your clit. Immediately you moaned loudly into Buckys mouth.

The brunette looked down at you, before his attention was taken by Steve's head moving between your legs. Bucky pushed your shirt over your head and threw it to the floor, next to your sweatpants.

"So pretty...isn't she pretty, Steve?", Bucky mumbled against your neck, which made you lean your head back, to give Bucky more room. He kissed every inch of your skin. Your skin felt so soft against his lips. He wanted to taste all of you.

His left arm grabbed your bra in the middle and ripped it right off of your body.

A surprised gasped escaped your lips while your hands immediately tried to cover your backed breasts. You haven't expected something like this.

Steve lifted his head and watched, as Bucky put both of your hands over your head, teasing  your nipples into peaks with chilly metal fingers and soft lips.

Grinning Steve slowly let your panties slide down your legs. Seeing your glistening core, your puffy and pulsing clit, made him moan immediately. He couldn't stop thinking about your pussy, since you've left the common room a few hours before.

You grabbed Steve's hair when his tongue found your heat, licking over your folds to your clit. Your taste spread over his tongue, making him moan into your heat. He licked all of your juices up. Steve looked up from between your legs, only to meet your and Buckys gaze. "Steve, keep going...", you mumbled, pushing his head closer to your core.

Both men looked with raised eyebrows at you, then at each other.

They had a silent conversation, which made you feel unsure, but also very aroused. More then you already were.

"Let's see how many times she can cum before she loses her voice, what do you think about that, Steve?", Bucky asked, still twirling your nipple, like it was his Stress-toy. Steve let one of his fingers slide slowly into your entrance, making you whimper. "Yeah, that's a great idea, Buck. We should do that", Steve answered, licking over your clit again. They had this conversation, like you weren't even there. Like you were a toy. And this thought made you clench around Steve's fingers. "She seems to like this idea." Steve roughly pushed a second finger into your tight hole, which made you mewl breathlessly.

Watching Steve eating you out got Bucky even harder-his pants felt way too tight. Quickly he opened them and let them slid down his legs. You could see the head of his dick sticking out of his boxershorts. God you could already tell he was also big. Huge even.

You needed to feel both of them.

You wanted both of them to fuck you, till you couldnt walk or think for the next few days.

Steve's fingers stroked right over your g-spot, making you see stars. He licks around his fingers, before licking back to your clit and sucking on it-this gave you the rest.

With a silent moan you arched your back, pressing yourself into Steve's and Buckys lips.  Bucky looked up for a moment to watch your face. You grabbed his hair and pulled him closer, so you could kiss him again. He let his tongue explode your mouth, but not for long, because he wanted to watch Steve still eating you out.

Steve didn't stop liking and thrusting into your cunt, not even for a moment-your legs started to tremble slightly, while the knot in your abdomen started to build up again. It felt so intense. It was too much-and yet you couldn't get enough. Buckys cold metal finger found your nipple again, pinching it lightly-. Your body tenses and you come with a hot rush of fluid that soaks you both. Your juices leak out of you, drenching Steve's face and the sheets you were laying on. Both men moaned seeing this.

Steve came up again and pressed his lips hungry to yours. He could come right now untouched, alone because of how your clenched around your fingers.

You could taste yourself on his lips-his tongue pushing the taste deeper into your mouth. You couldn't stop yourself from moaning.

After Steve pulled away, you could feel him taking his fingers out of your drenched hole, which made you feel empty. "Open, sweetheart", you opened your mouth and Steve pushed his fingers in. Slurping you started to lick around his fingers, treating them like you did with his dick a few hours ago. Steve felt his dick twitch against your leg, while Bucky gripped his own to relieve himself at least a bit. It didn't really help. He wanted to feel you so bad...

"So, Steve, do you want to fuck her first or should I?", Bucky started talking, without looking at you. It made you squirm. Steve chuckled darkly and looked down at you. „I've already felt her mouth first, so it's only fair if I let you fuck her first", Steve moved from his position between your legs.

You grabbed Steve's pants and tried to pushed them down, same with buckys. „too many clothes...", you mumbled. Both men chuckled. Their pants hit the floor before you could even blink.

Bucky moaned when he looked down at your drenched pussy. He but his bottom lip, while, he let his tip rub between your folds, coating him with wetness. "I'm gonna fucking split you apart, sweetheart", he grinned, slowly pushing the tip in. You could already feel the stretch, which made you whimper. It felt so, so good.

Bucky felt the same. He couldn't think straight with the warmth around him. Your wet heat was sucking him right in. "You gonna finally fuck me or should I bring my toy-", before you could finish your sassy remark, Bucky forced his whole length inside you, immediately starting pounding hard into you, hitting your sweet spot every time. You cried out in pleasure, grabbing Steve's arm tightly. Bucky only chuckled.

"What? Nothing more to say?", Bucky slid out for a second, to turn you around so faced Steve, who was leaning against the headboard, stroking his dick slowly. Grinning he looked at your already open mouth.

"Someone's eager to having a dick in your holes", Steve grabbed your hair and let his tip slide along your sticked out tongue. His taste made you moan, while Bucky pushed once again into your warmth. He started pounding into you, hard and fast. In this Position he felt even bigger-god, he was really splitting you in half. His movements pushed you forward, pushing Steve's dick deep into your mouth. His hand gripped your hair and pushed even further down, past your gag reflex.

You knew your whole body would be sore after today-especially your jaw and pussy. Steve thrusted shallow into your mouth, before pulling you back. "You wanna say something, sweetheart? Any sassy remarks left?", before you could answer he pushed his dick back into your mouth, silencing anything you wanted to say-because you'd have a sassy remark ready, he just  knew it. He knew you.

"That's much better. I only want to hear you choke on my cock-" "fuck, she likes that", interrupted Bucky, when he felt you squeeze around him. Steve chuckled and started thrusting into your mouth, which made you gag every time he hit the back of your throat.

Bucky put his metal fingers on your clit and started rubbing your bud. Immediately your eyes rolled back. "God, she's so close-I can feel her chocking my cock", Bucky groaned, increasing his speed. It's all your needed for the knot into your abdomen to explode. Moaning around Steve's dick you felt your juices leak around Bucky. It only made him thrust into your harder. "Oh fuck, I’m gonna cum-gonna fill this tight cunt”, Bucky mumbled.

Steve pulled you back from his cock, grinning at your ravening state. Your pupils were blown wide and teary, your lips were puffy, swollen from his cock.

“You hear that, sweetheart? Buckys gonna pump you full of his cum”, he grinned. You nodded immediately, but your gaze fell back to his cock. Opening your mouth Steve understood you wanted his back into your mouth, which made him grin even more. He immediately pushed your head back down.

Buckys thrusts started to become more irregular, so you knew he was close, still hitting your abused G-spot with every movement. You’ve never had this much sex at once-this many orgasms. Everything felt so…you felt on fire. Everything in you felt overstimulated.

With a last deep thrust Bucky came deep in you. You could feel his hardness throb in you, shooting his big load in you. Suddenly you felt yourself come again, which made you moan breathlessly around Steve’s tip. He immediately pulled your head up, grabbing his dick with the other hand to hold back his own orgasm.

Bucky slowly pulled out, watching his cum dripping out of your throbbing hole. “So pretty…so full”, he mumbled, while spreading your folds with his fingers and watching more cum leaking out of you. He couldn’t help himself from pushing it back inside.

Feeling his fingers press into your hole made you cry out softly. Your whole body was shaking, your legs, your arms-yet you looked back at Steve’s cock, slowly opening your mouth again.

Steve only shook his head and slowly pulled you onto his lap, while Bucky laid beside the two of you. A tired, yet satisfied grin formed on his face and he watched Steve guiding his dick in your cum filled hole. The added wetness made him groan into your neck, while you let your head fall against his shoulder. Your hole was throbbing around him.

“I think we managed to break that sassy mouth”, said Bucky, stroking over your sweat covered back. Chuckling Steve slowly started pounding into you, making you sob into his neck quietly. It felt so good…but it was so much…yet you didn’t want for it to stop.

Slowly Buckys hand slid down to your clit, rubbing it, making you whine against Steve’s neck. You grabbed Steve’s hair and shoulder, holding yourself up and trying to ride him-but you hadn’t much energy left, so Steve started thrusting into you.

Suddenly another g-spot orgasm sweeps violently over you, from the drag of Steve’s cock over your sweet spot and Bucky’s fingers.

“Oh fuck, you’re squeezing me to death, sweetie. Gonna pump you full with my cum”, he groaned, burring himself deep into your pussy. You feel his cock pulsing inside of you, filling you with come.

The two of you stayed like that for a moment, before slowly pulling out of you. The sudden emptiness made you whimper. Steve slowly laid you between them. Both men wrapping their arms around you.

For a while none of you said anything. The three of you just enjoyed the bliss after your orgasms.

You were exhausted.

“Everything alright?”, Steve asked quietly, stroking over your hair. He looked to Bucky for a moment. The brunette nodded slowly, shifting so he laid on his side. He gently stroked along your back. To answer Steve’s question, you mumbled a quite ‘yes’ and buried your face into Steve’s pillow. It smelled nice. Like Steve.

A small smile spread over your lips, while you slowly turned onto your side. “'m Feelin’ awesome…”, you mumbled, tucking your face into Steve’s neck.

You grabbed Buckys arm, that was laying lazily around your waist and pulled him against your back. Slowly you felt yourself getting tired. Steve gave you a gentle kiss on your forehead, smiling at Bucky for a moment. Bucky smiled back at Steve and gave you then a kiss on your shoulder.

“I guess you old men still have it in you..”, you grinned against Steve’s skin. Both men looked with raised eyebrows at you.

“Still haven’t learned your lesson?”

That’s it! I really hope you enjoyed reading! Please let me know:)

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[daisyblinder]

Hi, i absolutely love your work. I was wondering if you could please do a thomas blurb/ one shot and femreader where the reader is autistic but masks a lot so its hidden and he can tell when they’re getting overwhelmed so he like sorts helps them out? i’m sorry if this a bad description i’m autistic myself and extremely bad at wording things

Hello darling ☺️🧡 Your description is perfect, I hope you like what I wrote and I hope I got everything right! 🤗I'm so sorry for the long wait!

Escape to me // Thomas Shelby x fem!Reader

Y/n loved her in-laws to bits, she truly did. But unfortunately they were a lot to take in sometimes. They were loud, expressive and very very talkative.

It made her feel extremely welcome to have them be so openly themselves in front of her, but she could not lie. It overwhelmed her.

People often did not understand her. She had had a tough time with social situations since she was a child. Slowly when she was made very aware that she was dealing with something not everyone felt, she started doing what she called 'masking'.

She started learning social cues, forcing herself to hold eye-contact and she even learned to try and hide when her whole body felt like it got pins and needles because of sensory overload.

When she had met Tommy, it had been difficult for her to be with him at first. He was such a mystery and it often gave her a headache. Luckily Arthur had been a blunt horn of honesty and told her that she needs not worry, Tommy would come around.

And so Tommy did. Getting to know her, being patient with her and what made her the most loved was the fact that he was so attentive of her from the beginning. Coming to her aid when she felt lost in conversations, leading her away when she started to feel bad, taking a hold of her hand to give her something to ground herself to during parties....he truly did so much for her.

Like he now as they sat in the divan next to each other, trying to keep up with the argument between Ada and John. Tommy dropping out of it, as he noticed his sweetheart go quiet.

"Sweetheart, do you want to get fresh air?", he rumbles to her quietly. Y/n turns to him surprised. "You were rockin', and your whole body is as tense as a clenched fist"

Tommy knew she was used to masking and could go on for hours but it still worried him. He often felt like a devil but when he had heard of the things his darling had been told for being different, he realized that the world was full of so many different devils and he was not the worst kind.

He had seen her when the overstimulation led to a bad meltdown and he did not wish to see it again; no, he did not wish for her to go through it again.

Y/n plays with her fingers and tries to stroke her palm along her thigh as the sensory overload gets worse. Now seeing Ada, John and Arthur laughing in their own conversation, she nods at her lover's suggestion.

Together the two head into another room, where Tommy guides her gently to an arm chair, covering her with a soft blanket and kneeling beside her. "Do you want to put this over your ears?", he asks softly holding up another blanket.

She shakes her head, it had not gotten that bad yet. "It's just been a long day", she whispers taking a deep breath. She knew that she didn't need to mask in front of Tommy, Ada or Arthur, but Polly and Johnny sometimes said blunt things that hurt her. They were not malicious, it was just clear to her that they did not yet fully understand her.

Reaching her hand she grasps one of his and pulls it on her lap to pay with the ring on his finger. "Thank you for being so observant", she says timidly, feeling lightly guilty for Tommy having to do this for her.

Tommy hums and reaches up to cup her cheek to lean her head down so he can kiss her forehead. "You can always escape to me", he promises quietly his voice deep and soothing.

Together they close their eyes and rest their foreheads together, perhaps it was not only her, but the both of them that needed this from time to time.

[sl33paholics]

Eternal Eden

Jotaro Kujo (4) x black!fem!reader

Warning(s): smut (no shit), nipple play, misuse of stands (if you squint), impregnation (it's canon alr!?), overstimulation, slang, odaxelagnia, errrrr I can't be bothered to list all the shit here. You'll see once you read

Y'all ever wonder what Jotaro's wedding was like? Or even the honeymoon? I don't, but here I am writing it for the sake to feed y'all and go back into hibernation. This may be longggggg so strap in. Also, I'm sorry for the setbacks. By the time this comes out, it's either Thanksgiving or the day before :P

Dt: @crypticspacecat and whoever wants to get tagged

You're currently sitting in front of your now newly engaged husband on the edge of the four poster bed, dressed in your finest errortic nightgown that Jotaro wanted you to wear. You're trying to calm down the butterflies in your stomach by telling yourself that it's a casual thing. Of course, this happens. It's your honeymoon, after all! He stood in front of you with his hands on his hips. You looked up at him from your position on the bed, biting your lip. Jotaro looked absolutely striking, that toned athletic physique of his showing through his loose white shirt, and you couldn't help but notice his teal eyes were glinting mischievously in anticipation.

As he got closer to you, you moved back, eventually laying your full body on the bed as he cralwed on top of you. The smell of crème de cacao filling up the air from the candles he lit made you feel giddy, just him staring down at you, so close. His teal colored eyes looked into yours, and he whispered, "What do you think?" Your heart skipped a beat at his voice that was low, deep, husky, and you felt a shiver going down your spine. Leaning in for a kiss, you felt his lips against your plumply parted ones, kissing you softly and slowly. Jotaro pulled away only to lean forward again, pressing his lips onto yours more firmly.

The sound of an old fashioned clock ticking filled the silence as Jotaro trailed kisses along your jawline and neck, making you moan out in pleasure at the sensation of his soft yet firm lips moving along your exposed skin. You felt him chuckle against your neck as you moaned again, feeling the tickle of stubble grazing over your sensitive flesh, and you reached up, running your hands through his black hair. When Jotaro finally pulled away for real this time, he quickly took off his shirt, throwing it to the floor. You had seen him shirtless many times before, but never like this, so much naked skin being shown to you. Not to mention the scars littered across his chest and arms, from fights he'd been in throughout his life. In a disheveled heap as he leaned back down, kissing your lips hungrily.

Jotaro carelessly began to remove your nightgown from you. You could hear his breathing becoming unsteady already just by looking at him, and you giggled quietly at his reaction. He looked adorable. He really did. His eyebrows furrowed slightly and began to grope your breasts. His large fingers lightly brushed over the nipples and when he squeezed them gently, you let out a low whimper, grabbing his shoulders as he began to pinch them, sending a rush of sensation throughout your body. As Jotaro rubbed your hardened nipples, your eyes fluttered shut. He even had the audacity to give them a twist and pull on them, making you gasp out in pleasure.

The sudden grinding caught you off guard, and you opened your eyes, looking directly into his blue ones. Looking into his eyes as they darkened, seeing lust and desire swirls in those gorgeous sapphire blue eyes, almost as if they were dancing around inside those irises. As it continued, you could feel his cock harden in his shorts, the dick print seemingly visible in front of you. Gosh, it made you throb hard.

Within a blink of an eye, his shorts and boxers are now off. The two of you both laid on your sides facing the same direction. "Damn you, Kujo!" You exclaimed as you watched his hard, bulging cock spring up between your legs, his length hitting your clit in that most delightful spot. You couldn't help but let out a small yelp, and you heard him laugh a little breathily. His fingers doing magic rubbing your clit in a circle motion and then pinching it in unison with the movement of his finger and thumb. You felt the familiar tingle spread throughout your body, and you began moaning louder. Your soaked pussy making you go crazy.

You watched him move his face towards your neck as he kissed you there, biting down and sucking on the delicate skin. Your head fell back onto the bed as his mouth left marks and nips along your neck as he went. Slowly raising up your knee, gripping onto the bedsheets, you felt the warm moisture from your juices pool below your thigh. The tip slowly goes inside of you, feeling the sharp pain made you jolt. Jotaro quietly reassures you by whispering, "It'll be okay," and you feel another wave of heat spread through you. He gave you a moment to adjust, little by little, getting used to how slick and tight your opening was. The friction of your inner walls and the cold air made your legs weak, but the painful pleasure made you feel good, too. His cock was fully in you.

Jotaro started off with slow, careful thrusts. Taking his time, enjoying the way you squirmed under him, and the way you made sounds of pleasure every time he bucked his hips. You were getting turned on by his gentle touches, and he knew it, taking care not to hurt you. Soon, though, your moans became higher pitched, needy, needy noises, which he loved hearing as he kept pumping in and out of you. The tension was building fast, and Jotaro was having a bit of difficulty holding himself back.

Soon enough, the pace picked up as Jotaro increased his strokes, making you cry out. The man was beginning to hit the spot you wanted, the spot you've craved for years now. You've never felt your legs shake so much in your entire life, or your whole body shake so violently like this. "Fuck, Jotaro! Fuck me!" You shouted. He seemed to take note of your tone and speed up his movements, and soon he was pounding harder and harder. The friction was increasing, building up in intensity as you felt yourself coming apart. And soon you felt it, your body spasming and clenching around his cock. "Ah, fuck!" You screamed out in pleasure.

With Jotaro suddenly pulling out, it caught you off guard. You felt your body being turned to be laid flat down. Your legs suddenly being lifted up and spread wide open, you're too dazed to see if it was Jotaro doing it or your body acting on its own, as if another pair of hands were doing the dirty work for him.

As you felt Jotaro's hands gripping onto your waist, his hard cock enters your soaked pussy, he let out a deep primal groan at the sensation as he began to pump in and out, his thrusts became harsher and faster, and you gripped onto him tighter, crying out Jotaro's name over and over again in pleasure. His hot, heavy breaths hitting your ear as he grunts, "Fuck, I'm close." Your drunkenly expression looked down to see his bulge appearing and disappearing with every thrust. The sight was exotic. Almost hypnotic.

"God!" You cried out, feeling waves of ecstasy roll over you as his seed spurted inside of you. You gasped in delight as your orgasm hit you hard, causing you to scream his name. You're for sure that it he got you pregnant right here, and now, you wouldn't have minded in the slightest.

Jotaro stared down at you, that pretty face of yours now covered by tear trials and your plumply lips being a bit bruised from the rough kissing. It made him want to go for around two, but he knew that you couldn't take it all. Jotaro slowly pulls out from between you and lays down next to you, still panting as he runs a hand through his hair, pushing it away from his sweaty forehead. You snuggle up against him, wrapping your arms around him as you look up at him. Those eyes still had lust behind them, but for sure, your body was sore and exhausted.

He gazed down at you, and you smiled brightly up at him as he pressed a light kiss to your temple. You wrapped your arms around his torso, pulling him tightly against you as the two of you just lay there, content and relaxed.

[gh0stswh0re]

i literally can not wait to get home and edit my könig fic, so here are some headcanons i have for the love of my life <33 probably deleting this

ps. i am an unhinged human being and not legally responsible for any mental damage this shit post may cause u!!

he's heavily into edging n overstimulation, but half of the time he doesn't even realize he's doing - he's either lost the feeling of time or is scared he's gonna hurt u, cuz he thinks u are not wet enough yet - he literally lives by the "a man has to earn his right to fuck u".

whether it's by fucking u open with his fingers - starts off with just one, carefully pumping it in and out of ur cunt, stretching u open, quietly gasping each time he feels u clench around his fingers. and then, he adds another, and after you've came for the third or fourth fucking time that hour (and if u asked him real nice) he'll add a third one.

he could hardly ever get bored of it, but after a while he'll just start using his mouth - groaning, grunting and humming against ur cunt as he eats u out. it's literally a fucking wonder how quiet he tends to be, but physically can not shut his mouth as he fucks u. (he gradually switches from english to german, from full blown sentences to quiet, pathetic stutters mixed with whiny, beggy whimpers). so by the time he finally decides he's done, you're already overstimulated - sore and sensitive to the point where u feel like u will come each time his fingers ghost over ur clit, ur cunt physically aching each time he touches you, slams his hips against urs.

his fav thing is seeing u squirming in his touch, trying to get away from him and just grabbing you by ur hips or placing a hand on ur throat keeping u in place.

he's a sucker for lacey lingerie - never ever allows u to take it off, he just pushes it to side and has his way with u - whatever he wants, until the fabric is soaked in ur arousal and his semen - then he just puts the fabric back in place, readjusting it right before placing a kiss on ur lower tummy. mostly happens in the mornings, as he loves seeing u throughout the day knowing his cum is leaking out of ur warm cunt, pooling in the lacey underwear he bought for u.

if he notices u away from others (or if nobody's particularly paying attention to u) he'll snatch u up, his chest pressed against ur back as his head rests on ur shoulder, his hot breath heavy against ur ear as he whispers sweet nothings in ur ear - left hand covering ur mouth as he forces his right in ur pants - teasing ur clit, gliding his fingers against ur slit, spreading your wetness over his fingers. he'd go fucking feral, seeing u needy under him, growing impatient as u bite down on his hand to quiet ur moans - sometimes he just can't resist not fucking u there and then (or in the nearest bathroom).

just imagine teasing him with a vibrator pressed against his tip, as u stroke him - slowly, sensually, almost poetically in a way - he'd get so overstimulated, biting down on his tongue, his abs flexing under ur touch, his heartbeat so fast he'd already gotten light headed, low pleas for mercy escaping his lips (please just let him cum already, he'll be such a good boy, he'd do whatever u want him to, he'll buy u flowers, he'll never bitch about u stealing his shirts again, he'll never call u something in german again refusing to tell u the translation, he'll never refuse the extra five mins of cuddles again, he'll never ever dare teasing u again, ruining ur orgasm, just please please let him cum, he needs it so bad he'll break down completely). definitely don't imagine how he'd literally start crying - sobbing and panting, trembling - after you flicked ur tongue over his tip, closing ur lips around his dick right before his climax hit him, as u swallow each and every drop of him.

[babybunny-ox]

Brain dead bunny 🐰

Meeting for the first time after talking for awhile, you know what my wants are from this meet; that I’ll be yours to use however you see fit.

You pick me up from a quiet street, panties taken off and given to you, hands zip tied behind my back, blindfolded and said panties shoved into my mouth and taped over.

Bending me over the boot, I feel you touching my holes, it feels so good and I’m starting to get wet; you’re spreading my juices up to my ass, trying to work a finger in and it doesn’t take long when you start pinching and rolling my clit, my ass sucks your finger straight in, up to the knuckle.

When you’re happy with my holes i feel something cold being slide around my pussy, collecting all the juices; dipping the cold metal into my pussy and out again, for you to then trail it up to my ass and start pushing the plug in, it’s big and starts to hurt around the thickest bit, before my ass sucks in it like it’s meant to be there. You can see my pussy dripping in the streetlights, not wanting to leave it neglected and empty you push a love egg into me and then lift my knees up so im in the boot! Slamming the boot closed on me I start to panic slightly until my pussy starts buzzing, rattling against the plug buried in my ass. You hear my moans from the front and knowing I’m enjoying myself, you start to drive.

When you pull up, after hearing me cumming and moaning in the boot, you know I’ll be cum drunk and ready for your plans.

Opening the boot, what a sight!

Dress risen up, legs spread and drooling holes just waiting to be violated!

Leaning over and brushing my clit with your fingers, I jump from being a little overstimulated but that is nothing yet, reaching through my open legs you feel my plugged ass and give it a little tug and pushing it back into me, fucking me with the plug, before pushing it deep in my ass again.

You see the top half of my tits and dress is covered in saliva and the tape is staring to peel away from my mouth and make shift panty gag. Ripping the tape off my face and fishing the lace from my mouth, you pocket it as a souvenir.

Turning the vibrations off, you talk slowly and deeply, instructing me out the boot and onto wobbly legs, you fix my dress to hide my pussy from view and drape a jacket over my shoulders to hide my bound arms, telling me we are walking through a hotel lobby my face heats up.

I can feel my dress sticking to my tits from drool, the air caressing my sensitive pussy and my ass stretching over the plug.

My face heats up as you put your arm over my shoulder and we start to walk straight to the elevator. I can feel the toys shifting on every step and as we step into the elevator, you turn on the love egg buried in my pussy.

I gasp and you tell me to be quiet as there’s people coming to the elevator - they give a funny look to the blindfold but you explain smoothly that it’s my birthday and this is a surprise - I can feel my face heating up as you’re talking over me, feeling my cum dripping down my thighs as the toy still buzzes quietly inside me.

Finally we get to our floor, you walk me out and start directing to the room with your hand on the back of my neck, chucking to yourself at my flushed face.

Once inside, you order me to kneel as I feel you step away from me further into the room, the love egg lightly buzzing in me now and keeping me on edge.

Feeling you standing over me again, you place something around my neck and tighten around my throat to hear it lock, and then a click as something it’s added to the front, next thing I feel it tugged and now I know you’ve collared me.

Pulling the lead up to get me to stand and tug me into the room, once we are away from the hall you drop the lead and I’m stuck in a room I don’t know - blindfolded, hands tied and collared.

I feel your eyes on me as I take small steps into the room I don’t know.

Then you’re at my back, removing the jacket from my shoulders that was hiding my bound hands and tugging my dress off and I clipping my bra, so I’m left there in my heels and exposed.

You can see my thighs are coated and my ass twitching, everything starting to leak and stretch, but you haven’t even started yet.

You order me to kneel with my mouth open and tongue out and I do so and within seconds your hard cock is out and fucking my face like you hate me.

Gasping for air between thrusts and watching me drool all over your cock, balls and off my chin.

You wind the lead around your hand so I struggle to move away and turn the love egg up all the way, putting your boot under my pussy so I can grind on you like the filthy feral bunny I am, you know I’m cumming over and over again - each time you’re winding the lead tighter and tighter, until my knelt right over, ass in the air and taking more of your cock than air.

Perfect time for you pull back and uncover my tear filled eyes, smiling down at me and grabbing a fist full of my hair before pulling me off your cock and watching me cough and try and move away even though you’ve got me by my hair and lead.

Cooing at me, drool covering my tits, face and body, you start playing with my tits, pinching my nipples and rolling them between your fingers, reaching next to you, you have a set of clamps; Attaching them to my nipples, you sit back and admire the half dazed, gasping girl in front of you.

You soon realise she’s missing something, and that’s pretty marks!

You lean forward and caress her cheek, before delivery a heavy slap, dropping one into her tit aswell to hear her gasp as the chains jiggle and tug her nipples.

Slapping the other tit, and swapping back and forth - soon you’ve got a trembling red titted bunny infront of you, grinding down on nothing.

Taking hold of the leash again you guide me over to the bed, sitting me on it and pushing me into my back, tugging the love egg out of my cunt and seeing all the juices flowing.

Deciding you’ll be nice and fuck my little pussy, you start stretching me on your thick cock, slowly pushing into me feeling my walls clenching around you; covering your cock in my pussy juice. Holding yourself there when I’m stuffed full of you, full pussy and plugged ass making it tighter than ever for your enjoyment.

Leaning over me you start by taking hold of the chain attached to my tits, pulling up and stretching my nipples, bucking in pain and pleasure until you’ve pulled the clamps clean off. Caressing my red nipples, taking them into your mouth as you begin to thrust, in and out, spreading my juices all over your cock and balls - getting rougher and rougher, sucks turn to bites and slaps, thrusting becoming harder and harder.

Finally having enough you pull out, grab my lead and tell me to get on my knees, once I’m where you need me, bent over, knees apart with my ass in the air and tear stained face on the mattress; you start working my plug out of my ass.

It’s gotten loose from the plug fucking it as you’ve fucked my pussy and slides straight out, gaping just a little that it shouldn’t take too much to stretch over your cock.

Leaving the lead trailing over my back, you grab some lube and drip it over your cock and around my hole, spreading it around me and dipping your fingers in my ass; knowing I need no more prep you start pressing your cock into me, the lube helping you move and stretch my tight hole.

Once you’re balls deep and I’m pinned under you gasping from the stretching of my life, you pick the lead up and start pulling my head back, feeling my back bow and as I gasp for air from being chocked from my collar; you pull near enough all the way out of my ass to then plunge yourself back in and hear me scream. The pleasure and pain for being speared on your cock making me gasp and sob as you start ruthlessly fucking my ass.

Landing slap after slap in my ass cheeks until they are red and raw, keeping up with your thrusts, you can feel me tightening in your cock, you start taunting me about being an anal whore and cumming on your cock from my ass being used like a good whore, that’s all it takes for me to fall over the edge and hard, you can feel my pussy pulsing through my ass and that’s enough to send you over the edge.

Ripping out of my ass and pulling me by the hair and lead down to the floor, you cum over my dazed, tear stained, red cheeked, drool covered face.

Telling me what a good whore I’ve been for you, you snap a picture of the state of me to remind me later.

Clean me up and plug me again to use later 😈

[aajjks]

TC!Jungkook

You can’t bathe in his blood just yet but maybe being bathed in my love would help, just a little. I’m scared Jungkook. This is the first time I’ve seen you scared over a threat that wasn’t given by me. I know you’re scared but there’s not much I can physically do to keep you safe but I’d lay my life down on the line for you. You’re not just a King to me up you’re my life partner, my best friend, my comfort. I won’t be able to live without you. That what scares me more than this ghost guy. What makes me feel better is taking care of my husband. Knowing you’re safe, fed, and taken care of by me specifically. You can take care of everything tomorrow. You’ll find him before het gets to you. You always do. So please let me calm down and take care of you. Come on baby.

*The Queen gently pulls her husband’s hand to get him to stand up. After giving him a big smack on the lips she leads him to their shared bathroom where she sits him down onto the toilet. She turns to run a warm bath for the stressed out man whose eyes have tracked her every movement. She slowly stands up and gently removes his clothing while holding eye contact with her husband. The amount of vulnerability she sees shinning in his eyes almost makes her tear up. The eye contact is only broken once Jungkook sinks into the hot water and watches as his beautiful wife slips behind him from outside of the tub. From gently washing his body with the soft rag to washing the soap out of his hair to letting him lean his head on her clothed shoulder. Speaking as gentle, loving, and quiet as her heavenly voice can be, she begins to speak to him after an hour of silence.”

Feel better, my highness? Hm, muah. I love you. Your hair smells so good. You’re still not completely relax baby… Will you let me help you a little bit more? *The Queen quietly asks as she begins to rub her hands from his shoulders, down his abs, and halting just before his clean, shaven, groin. Taking his soft whimper as a sign to keep going, she gently grasps his hardening cock.*

My big, strong husband. You always make me so happy, so proud… Am I making you feel good, baby? You sound like a dream. This is my favorite thing to do, you know… You always make me feel good, satisfied… Full…You let me turn my brain off while you take care of me. You were made for me Jungkook. You’ve always known that though. Just took me so long to realize that but I’ll never be happier than the moment I came to the realization that you were hand crafter for me and me only. You’re about to cum, I can feel it… I know my man’s body so well… It’s okay baby, let it go. You’re safe. I’m right here with you. I’ll always be with you Jungkook.

*His wife’s voice is just one of many reasons he’s never able to last so long. Whether it’s her moaning or simply her laughing or just her rambling, he will never get tired of listening to her. The soft kisses on the corner of his mouth, hand gripping the other side of his face, the words of affection, the feeling of her clothed breast on his shoulder blades, her smell, her hand wrapped around his cock, milking him into overstimulation is all just so much for him. After his amazing bliss, he can feel his eyelids getting heavy. All of the stress is catching up to him after his wife gently forced a hard orgasm out of him. Getting the sleep man out of the tub, dried off, and dressed in royal blue sleepwear was harder than she thought it would be. Having a man half your weight leaning on you isn’t the easiest task. After it’s all said and done she gently lays him down in their shared bed before slipping away to put on her matching royal blue sleepwear. A habit both have, matching whatever the other’s wearing.*

Hey handsome, stay awake for just a little longer. You haven’t ate at all today which isn’t healthy. I’m going to go get us both something to eat since we misses breakfast, lunch, and dinner. You just lay here and relax and I’ll be right back.

“My love… yn I love you so much I have always loved you so so much…. You always know how to make me feel so good…. My baby… I’d rather die than to evet let you go… you just have me the most amazing orgasm of my life- you make me feel so big, strong and sexy yn… I don’t know if that’s possible but I just fall for you every single day and every second- I love you so much… please never leave me because you may be able to live without me but I really can’t- I’ll die without you- y-yn I’m nothing without you… you’re my strength and my soul. My pretty wife…. You made me feel so good that I’m still so hard…. I just want to stay inside you forever because that is the only place I feel so safe…

My love- my wife.. I’ll protect you until the day I die- I’ll die for you yn, I hope you know that.”

[hotlink907]

request: Yoodong x dom 8th member smut, reader's been overworking herself and the girls are starting to get worried, fluff, teasing, body-worship and overstimulation

pairing: Yoodong x reader

genre: little bit of fluff leading into smut

warnings: dominant reader, slight argument, overstimulation

You didn’t even hear them knock. You knew that they must have knocked, because they both knew better than to come in when you had the door closed, but you hadn’t heard it. You shook your head in an attempt to clear some of the fog away.

“Is everything okay?” you asked. “Not like you two to just come in here.” Handong and Yoohyeon looked at each other. Neither of them seemed willing to speak first. Finally, Handong was the one who worked up the courage. “Well...” she began, her voice calm as usual. “We’re just a little worried about you, that’s all.”

“What? Why?” You shook your head. “Don’t be ridiculous. I’m fine.”

Now Yoohyeon spoke. “That’s... not true. You’ve been working too hard and you haven’t even come out of your room today. You need to rest.” You crossed your arms and huffed. “I’ll rest when I have time! I can’t start being lazy now.” Handong shook her head. “I knew she was going to be like this,” she said to Yoohyeon. “Come on, Let’s go. We’re not going to convince her.” But Yoohyeon didn’t seem willing to give up. Not yet. She put her hands down hard on your desk, startling you a little. “Really? We’re not just going to stand here and let you overwork yourself into exhaustion. You didn’t even hear us knock. You need some down time.”

You raised an eyebrow. “You’re telling me what to do? That’s a new one.” Yoohyeon put her hands on her hips. “If that’s what it takes to make sure you take care of yourself, then yes. I will.”

You stood up from your desk. “And what do you think about this, Handong?”

Handong look more unsure than Yoohyeon, but she stood her ground. “I think she’s right. You need some time to relax.”

You shook your head. “Well, I have you both a chance.” Yoohyeon stepped forward so she was right in your face. “Oh yeah? A chance for what?”

“To not be such a brat.” You stepped past Yoohyeon and closed the door to the room, locking it before turning back around to face the two women. “I think you both need to be reminded which one of us is the dominant here.”

You knew that was exactly what they both wanted. And honestly, you weren’t really mad at them anyway. They were right, even if you didn’t want to admit it. But this was a perfectly good excuse to have some fun, put them in their place, and unwind.”

“Strip,” you said to both of them. “I want to see your bodies.” They obeyed instantly, like they always did. You watched them remove their clothes carefully and seat themselves on the bed, looking like a pair of angels as they did so.

“Come here,” you said, gesturing to your legs. You were wearing a pair of high-waisted shorts that showed off a lot of skin. “I want you to worship me. Show me how much you need me.”

They both crawled off the bed and onto the floor, approaching you slowly. You could tell from their expressions that they had been hoping for this. You were glad to give them what they wanted. It would be good for all three of you.

Handong reached you first, gently placing her lips against your bare leg. You sighed, enjoying the feeling of the softness gliding over you. Yoohyeon was right behind her, claiming your other leg, kissing your skin reverently, exactly as you had asked. “Good girls,” you said. “That’s where you belong, isn’t it? At my feet, worshipping.” Handong moaned quietly. You smiled to yourself as they started to make their way up your legs. “Mmm,” you said. “You want to kiss the rest of my body?” Handong nodded, her mouth slightly open. She got like this--extremely subby, extremely fast. It was cute, how different it was from her normally composed persona.

Yoohyeon, on the other hand, was much more active. She was already trying to unbutton your shorts. You pushed her hands away and tsked. “Did I say you could do that yet? No, I didn’t. You need to be patient.”

Yoohyeon pouted, but she obeyed. You slipped out of your shorts, let them fall to the floor with your panties.

“Kiss,” you demanded, turning slightly, making it clear that you wanted them to worship all the way up your thighs and onto your ass. “Whoever does a better job gets a reward. Whoever doesn’t...” You let your voice trail off ominously. There was no question what would happen to that person.

Both women did as you told them, each trying to outdo the other. But you already knew who the winner would be--Handong was much gentler, much more careful, and much more loving. Yoohyeon was passionate and eager--maybe a little too eager. She needed to learn the restraint of a sub. And you had just the perfect way to teach her that lesson.

“Now,” you said. “It’s time for one of you to receive your reward.” They both pulled away and looked up at you expectantly. “One of you is going to make the other cum.” “What are you going to do?” Yoohyeon asked.

“I’m going to watch,” you said. After all, you were the one who was supposed to be relaxing.

They were both waiting for you to tell them who got to cum. The answer seemed to surprise both of them.

“Handong, you’re going make Yoohyeon cum,” you said. “I want you to eat her from behind.” Handong blushed hard as Yoohyeon squealed with delight and climbed onto the bed, already on all fours, her pussy exposed. You settled back into a chair and began to touch yourself, gently. This was going to be good. Neither of them had any idea what was coming.

Handong got on the bed, right behind Yoohyeon, and pressed her face into Yoohyeon’s pussy. You couldn’t quite see what she was doing, but you could hear the sound of her tongue working. You could see Yoohyeon’s toes curling with pleasure. You knew exactly what was happening.

You sighed with satisfaction as you started to rub your clit a little faster. You loved watching the two of them play--taking all of your orders, doing exactly as you asked. Two very good girls. Most of the time.

But you had to get Yoohyeon back a little--just a little. So when she started to moan a little louder, and her back arched a little more, that was when you gave one last order.

“When she cums, don’t stop,” you said, your voice tight with the pleasure of your own fingers. “Keep going. I want you to make her lose control.” You heard Yoohyeon whimper and you smiled to yourself as the intense pleasure of your clit radiated out through. She was going to be a mess. Handong was going to be a mess too, but mostly only her face.

“I’m gonna cum,” Yoohyeon moaned. “Please don’t...” But you knew that her pleas wouldn’t be heard. Handong was a good girl. She was going to do exactly what you asked.

“Keep going,” you murmured. “Make her loud. Remember who gives the orders.” Handong didn’t slow down. If anything, she sped up.

Yoohyeon gasped and her legs started to shake as the orgasm hit her.

“Maybe next time you’ll think twice before trying to tell me what to do,” you said smugly as Yoohyeon’s whole body began to shake. Overstimulation was such a good punishment. What was better than pleasure? Only one thing. Too much pleasure.

You didn’t really mean what you said though. They were right, and you were glad that they had come to you. But... well, they were just too much fun. That wasn’t your fault.

“Oh my god!” Yoohyeon cried out, her voice muffled by the pillow in front of her. “I--I--! It’s too much!”

You smirked. She could handle a few more minutes. Or maybe not. Maybe her legs would give out and she’d squirt all over Handong. Either way was fine with you. You relaxed back into the chair as you felt your own orgasm approaching. Sometimes, it really was good to take a break.

[mypoisonedvine]

𝐟𝐢𝐫𝐬𝐭-𝐜𝐥𝐚𝐬𝐬 𝐬𝐞𝐫𝐯𝐢𝐜𝐞 || helmut zemo, bucky barnes and sam wilson x reader

𝐬𝐮𝐦𝐦𝐚𝐫𝐲 : your sugar daddy boyfriend is finally out of prison and he brought a few friends to show you off to.

𝐰𝐨𝐫𝐝 𝐜𝐨𝐮𝐧𝐭 : just over 4k

𝐰𝐚𝐫𝐧𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐬 : smut (foursome/group sex, oral m receiving, spitroast; sliiiight dubcon???), established zemo x reader, sugar daddy relationship, ‘sir’ kink, ‘daddy’ kink, pussy spanking, one regular spank, orgasm control, overstimulation, creampie, a bit of cockwarming, exhibitionism, possessiveness (kinda? but also not at all lmao it’s hard to explain), a bit of degradation but plenty of praise as well, subtle cuckolding but without the usual power dynamics there, shitty reconstructed “sokovian” (I wrote it in the latin alphabet but the cyrillic and translations are at the end), unexpected and unnecessary fluff, very subtle angst (basically all in a flashback anyways)

                  You were needlessly anxious as you waited for him to arrive.  It had been your own idea to wait in the jet, and yet you spent every other second glancing out the tiny window, desperate for a glance of the man you missed so dearly.

If someone had told you all those years ago, when this arrangement first began, how easily he would have you wrapped around his finger… you couldn’t have believed them.  It’s just about the money, you would’ve told them, but you would’ve been impossibly wrong.

For a lot of women in this sort of situation, it really was just about the money; likewise, for a lot of men in his situation, it was just about the sex.  But the two of you had something entirely unique, nearly indescribable in fact, that very few could ever understand.  In the beginning it became clear to you that he was more in need of a companion than a lover or girlfriend, specifically.  He was still grieving his wife, still devoted to her completely, but lonely right to his core… angry, even, at the prospect of a life without his family.  You were a shoulder to cry on, first and foremost.

You thought maybe he enjoyed spending money on you because it was his way to protect you, in a way he felt he had failed to protect his family before.

And it was you that fell for him first, for his passion and his kindness before his riches or looks.  Just when you feared that he’d only ever see you as a status symbol or dress-up doll, he returned your affections in spite of his guilt at first and the two of you were inseparable ever since.

Except, of course, when you were separated, and he was imprisoned, and you were left on your own again.  Not that spending his money wasn’t fun or anything, but his loneliness was more sympathetic with each night you spent in that massive bed by yourself, wanting just to feel the warmth of him beside you again.

So, it should be understandable why you were so on edge in anticipation of his arrival.  Your painted fingernails toyed with the hem of the dress you remembered he liked on you most— the silk one that barely covered your legs and was only held up by absurdly thin straps crossing at your back.

The night he bought it for you was clear in your mind like it was only yesterday; his voice in your ear telling you how he couldn’t resist taking such a thoughtful, intelligent woman like yourself and dressing you up like a mindless drolja… or ‘slut’ as it might be said in English.  Just remembering the way he said things like that sent a shiver down your spine as strong as really hearing it, your thighs clenching together on top of the plush leather seat.

Just as you thought you might go crazy waiting for him, you saw the car pull up— your Helmut at the wheel and his two associates in tow— and your heart soared.

Longer than all the years apart combined was the minute you spent waiting to descend the jet’s staircase, hoping to meet him on the taxiway at the exact right moment.  You made sure the jewelry around your wrists and neck was laying just right before finally making your appearance.

The way he looked up at you as you started to walk down towards him… it wasn’t so different from the way he’d looked at you through the glass for the past few years, really, but it felt different.  He certainly looked different to you, without the prisoner’s uniform and looking rather imposing with that massive coat instead.

You were careful to still walk slowly, since you were wearing stilettos and all, even when you wanted more than anything to run to him and jump into his arms.  Instead, you came face to face with him, loving that confident smirk which never seemed to leave his expression, and slipped your arms around his fur-adorned neck.

“Dobrodošla nazad, ljubavi,” you hummed, pressing your lips to his and almost letting out a squeal of surprise when he immediately slipped his tongue into your mouth, kissing you aggressively as his gloved hands gripped you at the waist.

He was rarely so bold, but then again he had been alone in prison for so long with only your words to try to satisfy him.  As much as you cherished being in his arms again, you also got the impression that this wasn’t just about making up for lost time— if that were true, he would’ve skipped the kiss entirely and taken you in the back of his car the moment he saw you.  No, this was a show of dominance, and not only for your benefit; that was clear when one of the men with him cleared his throat loudly and Helmut still didn’t stop.  

But that was very much like him: he was never finished with you until he was satisfied, and not a moment sooner.  His power over you was so effortless because you didn’t mind at all being his plaything… so much so that it was you leaning in for more when he pulled back, making him laugh softly.

“Did you miss me, lutka?” he purred, and you nodded as you bit your lip slightly.

“Always, Helmut,” you nodded, finally taking a moment to look away from him and at the visibly uncomfortable men at his side.  “I heard you freed him,” you said to the man you knew to be James Barnes, “thank you.”

“I’m still not over that,” the other— Sam, as you’d heard— added with a scoff.

“Come on, darling, let’s board the jet and we can talk there,” Helmut suggested, and you nodded as you turned to let them follow.

Of course, you couldn’t be totally sure, but you were pretty confident you could feel three pairs of eyes on your ass as you climbed the stairs.  Honestly, with how short the dress was, there was a risk of your thong being exposed as well, exactly the sort of almost-subtle teasing your Baron loved the most.

Once inside, Helmut showed James and Sam to their seats, and took his own as he instantly pulled you into his lap.  You caught the other two men glancing to the empty fourth seat, knowing there was plenty of room for you two to stay apart, but could they really blame you after how long you’d been alone?

Throughout the takeoff, one of his strong hands rested comfortably on your crossed legs as the other held his glass of champagne, and Sam’s gaze was attached to the way his thumb gently stroked your thigh while James seemed to be doing his best to look literally anywhere else.

���I noticed you haven’t introduced us to your… friend…” Sam trailed off, rubbing the back of his neck.

“Oh, yes,” Helmut chuckled as if he actually forgot, “this is the woman who has been managing my estate in my unfortunate absence.”

“You’re trying to tell us this is your accountant?” James grumbled.

“She’s also my lover,” Helmut relented.

“Obviously,” Sam replied, unamused.

“She’s beautiful, no?” Helmut prompted as he ran his fingertips higher up your thigh, only glancing at the other men as he focused mainly on nuzzling against your neck. 

“Yeah, the finest money can buy,” Sam quipped, earning a cold glare from you and your man.  

“Are you with me for my money, draga?” Helmut asked you quietly as he planted a gentle kiss to the spot right where your neck met your shoulder.  You smiled and shook your head, staring right at Sam’s nervous expression.

“No, sir,” you answered aloud, and the title clearly made both of the other men uncomfortable… if, perhaps, in different ways.

“Uncross your legs,” he demanded, though his tone was still soft, and you obeyed right away as he started to lightly move his touch between your thighs.

James began adjusting in his seat and never really stopped, tugging at his jeans in an obvious attempt to conceal the growing bulge between his legs, but you only laughed at his clear embarrassment.

“See how respectful she is?” he cooed his praise, addressing the other men but keeping his eyes on you.  “I know exactly the words to make her obey to my every whim… James, you and her share that quality.”

The man sneered as you suppressed a giggle, squirming in Helmut’s lap impatiently.

“She’s loyal, too, unendingly dedicated,” he continued.  “You know she visited me weekly in Munich, at the very least?  Always by my side… like any good pet.”

A whimper escaped your throat at that term, your gut burning with need as he balanced praise and degradation effortlessly.  You didn’t find it truly demeaning only because you loved being his plaything so much, and because you knew mutual respect was at the core of your relationship with him.  But, still, it was nice to feel small when he was there to keep you safe.

James watched with a small snarl and Helmut slipped his hand into your panties, and Sam licked his lips but shifted his stare to your face instead, just as your eyes started to roll back and your head fell weakly on Helmut’s shoulder.

“And such a precious little pussy as well,” he added darkly, giving you a spank between your legs to make you choke on a squeal.  “Sweet, delicate… much like a Turkish delight, but even more addictive.”

“Please, sir,” you whispered under your breath.

“You want more, don’t you?  Tako očajno…” he chuckled.  You nodded, already starting to soak through the lace and rock your hips.  “You want to be fucked, yes?”

“Yes,” you moaned.

“Be polite and take care of our guests first, draga,” he encouraged, kissing your neck one more time before releasing you from his embrace.

Although you were most interested in being with the man you loved, you were happy to obey whatever he wished— and, frankly, sinking to your knees on the jet’s carpeted floor to crawl towards James wasn’t exactly lacking in its own appeal.

James’ eyes narrowed as Sam’s widened, and you sat up between the spread, denim-clad thighs as you blinked up at him and licked your lips.

He tensed up slightly as your hands delicately slid up his legs, his Adam's apple bobbing with a dry swallow when you grabbed his belt buckle and began to open it.

“You… you don’t have to…” he mumbled, apparently too distracted to finish his sentence.

“Yes I do,” you denied.  “Because he told me to.”

Sam winced and looked away as you unzipped James’ fly and pulled his jeans and boxers down to expose his cock, already hard and leaking a bit from the tip.  You smiled proudly, but chose not to tease him for his eagerness and instead just get right to work; you gripped him at the base and gave a few kitten licks over his shaft, savoring the taste of his precum and looking up at his expression that was equal parts shocked and sultry.

You only spent a moment suckling on the head before skipping right ahead and deepthroating him all the way to base.

“Oh, fuck,” James choked, reaching up grab the seat behind his head as his back arched, making you want to smile though you thankfully kept it down.

“Well-trained, isn’t she?” Helmut interjected proudly.

“Y-yeah,” he answered, his other hand grabbing your shoulder tightly as you began to bob your head.

Occasionally, in your peripheral, you caught Sam looking, and it made you wiggle your hips with the desire to rub your throbbing clit against the floor.  

You got a chance to breathe whenever you pulled back to suck the head and stroke the rest with your hand, and in a few minutes you had already found all the little spots that made him moan the loudest, or made his legs quiver a bit by your sides.

“Stop,” Helmut instructed, and you were already starting to pull off when James hissed and grabbed your head to hold you down.

“N-no, please,” he blurted out.

“She’ll come back to you but Sam is looking rather lonely in the corner over there,” Helmut explained, and James hesitated but let you go.  You wiped your lips and started to move towards Sam, but he shook his head.

“I don’t roll like that, man,” Sam explained, “I don’t want her doing it just because you said so.”

“Darling, won’t you tell us how badly you want to service your new friends?” Helmut challenged, and you swallowed nervously because you were a bit embarrassed to say too much and potentially anger him.  But the sparkle in his eyes didn’t seem like he was leading you into a trap… even if the other two men were confident that was what it meant.  “You find them attractive, don’t you?”

“Um, yes, sir,” you answered hesitantly, “I… saw them, and I wanted to know what their cocks looked like.  And tasted like.”

Helmut smiled and leaned forward, giving you a spank of approval through your dress (which was riding up to show most of your butt anyways).

You looked at Sam expectantly.  “May I please suck your cock, Mr. Wilson?”

His eyes darkened and you knew you were on the right track.  “What happened to ‘sir’?” he asked coyly.

“I only call Helmut ‘sir,’” you explained, “but I could call you something else.”

His finger curled to encourage you to come closer and you crawled up to sit between his legs.

“Call me ‘daddy,’” he finally instructed, opening his belt and pants for you.

“Yes, daddy,” you nodded, keeping your mouth slack for him to push his cock into.  You hummed as the head slid over your tongue, looking up at him as he bit his lip and thrust back into your throat.

“Shit, that’s good,” he whispered, guiding your head at the speed he wanted.  “Who taught you how to suck cock so good, baby?”

Helmut raised his hand and James snorted.

Sam was a bit longer but he was still no challenge to swallow all the way down, and you heard him breathing through his teeth but let your eyes fall shut to focus on your work.

“Is this… how you treat all your guests?” Sam asked tensely between heavy breaths.

“Only those who are at the right place at the right time,” Helmut answered cryptically, but you happened to know this sort of occasion was incredibly rare.  Although it might seem counterintuitive to some, this was his way to re-stake his claim over you, and after so much time apart apparently he felt he had a lot to prove.  “Keep going, but don’t let him come,” another instruction echoed from behind you.  

You pulled back to stroke Sam’s length while you croaked: “yes, sir.”

Helmut had you go back and forth for a while, keeping both men on edge and occasionally allowing you to stroke one while you sucked the other, your own need growing so quickly as you dreamed to have something inside you, anything really.

Obviously, he knew exactly how much having a cock down your throat made you wet and desperate.  And he knew that such a taboo act of, in a certain sense, breaking fidelity with a man as he not only watched but commanded you to do it would get you right on the edge in no time.

He had gotten in your head so quickly after meeting you, memorized everything that made you tick, and not once had he forgotten.  

“I-I’m close,” James warned as you sucked his head, making you slide the tip of your tongue over his slit before you took a break to suck his swollen balls into your mouth.  “Fuck, can I come?”

“Not yet,” Helmut instructed sternly.

You felt him tug you back and into his lap suddenly, and he quickly yanked your dress down to expose your breasts to the men in front of you.

“Her tits are hard, no?” Helmut prompted them, and you watched them both nod as a warm hand reached around from behind you to tweak your hardened nipples.  “Yes, she really loves to get on her knees and choke on cock.  I’d let her do the same to me but I have greater plans for her…”

As if it weren’t obvious what those plans were, he pulled your skirt up to your waist as well, spreading your legs and pulling your flimsy panties aside.  

“Is she wet?” he asked the men and they nodded again.

“Drenched,” Sam chimed in.

Helmut gave another spank to your clit as you shuddered, then rubbing slowly as if to soothe the sting.  “I’ll teach you what happens when you get wet for another man, little girl,” Helmut growled against your ear, “not to mention two.  And they’re Americans, do you have no shame?”

“I’m sorry, sir,” you whispered.

“No, you have nothing to be sorry for,” he corrected.  “I love seeing you act like a whore all for me.”

You hadn’t even realized he’d taken his cock out of his trousers until you felt the thick tip of him prodding at your entrance.  It was already a lot just by itself, but then you had these strangers staring at you and for some reason it only turned you on more.

That ‘some’ reason of course being that you loved your Baron taking ownership over you for anyone to see.  Clearly, prison had given him much more creative ideas than just fucking on a balcony or against the glass of a window.  

“Are you ready for me?” he asked in a hushed voice against your skin which seemed to be burning hot all of a sudden.  

“Yes, sir,” you whispered.

It took a lot not to cry out as he pulled you down and filled you in one deep stroke, your nails digging into the leather of the chair’s armrests at either side.  But more than the sting of pain it felt so perfect, so fundamentally right, and just after your gasp of shock was a sigh of relief.

He sighed along with you and let his forehead fall between your shoulder blades, clearly a bit overwhelmed at being inside you again for the first time in so long.  “Draga...” he breathed, “not that I ever doubted… but you must have been faithful to me; you’re so tight, I know no one has touched you since I left.”

“Only you, sir, nobody but you,” you agreed breathlessly, eyes falling shut.  

He kissed your back as he started to move your body on top of his, the hands at your waist tightening and tugging on the remaining fabric of your dress.  “Tako dobro,” he hissed, “you feel so good, darling, you can’t imagine how long I spent dreaming of being inside you again.”

A tear rolled down your cheek, and it would be impossible to say for sure what caused it— a little bit of everything, really.  

Opening your eyes and noticing the way they were staring at you, you leaned forward and took each of the other men’s hard cocks in your hands, stroking in time with the way you bounced your hips on top of Helmut’s.

The both of them had been on the edge for a bit too long, Sam already biting his lip as James thrust himself up into your palm.

“Fuck, please,” James moaned, “I need to come in your mouth.”

“Come closer then,” you breathed, watching him stand up and bring his cock right to your lips which you eagerly gagged on, any pretense long gone as you sloppily sucked and stroked while Helmut thrust up to slam into you.

“Ohh, fuck, that’s it— gonna come,” he grunted as he reached up to press his hand against the ceiling of the jet, and it all must have hit him rather unexpectedly since the moment his musky taste began to coat your tongue, you heard a clanging sound and realized he had pushed up so hard that he bent the steel interior, his other hand tightening into a fist in your hair.

You moaned happily as you swallowed every drop, still sucking even as James’ moans became loud and higher in pitch.

“Fuck, don’t stop, oh god,” he whined, cock throbbing even after he stopped filling your throat with come.  You reached between his legs and squeezed his balls a bit and you could tell his knees nearly buckled, causing him to finally pull back and tilt your chin up to stare down at you.  “You’re somethin’ else,” he panted, taking a moment to catch his breath before falling back and slumping into his chair.

You looked over at Sam and saw his hand was still lazily guiding yours to stroke over his cock although come already painted his abs and dripped down from his swollen head over your fingers.  “Can I clean up your mess, please, daddy?” you asked, voice a bit hoarse though you couldn’t be sure if that was from the deepthroating or just how hard Helmut was fucking you now.

Pulling your hand back, Sam’s eyes followed as you lapped the thick, hot come from your hand, moaning openly at the taste.  You sucked your fingers down into your throat, not leaving a drop behind.

He leaned back in his chair and began to catch his breath, both of them now staring at you with that exhausted, glazed-over expression.  They looked satisfied, and you considered it your reward for a job well done.

"A belly full of come and a pussy full of my cock, you must be feeling ecstatic," Helmut presumed.

"Yes, sir," you agreed quickly.

All at once he began to fuck you faster, harder, deeper which you hadn't even realized was an option.  He growled a string of the filthiest curses in your ear, in Sokovian so the other men wouldn’t understand, with one hand wrapped around your neck as the other pinched your clit almost too roughly.  Even in your native language you could barely understand it: how could you when he was so deep inside you?

“Will you come, draga?” he finally asked, voice rough with his own desperation.

“Not until you let me, sir,” you moaned, and he chuckled a bit.

“Good girl.”

But wow, the way he rubbed your clit was impossible to ignore, like he was trying to make your promise impossible to keep.  You tightened your jaw, moaning through your teeth now as you fought to keep your orgasm at bay.  

“Please sir, I need to come, please— so close, I’m so close,” you mewled.

“I won’t be much longer, either,” he warned.  "Too long without you has taken its toll, I need to finish."

“Inside me, sir, please,” you begged, “come inside me.”

You felt him nod against the back of your neck.  “Come for me,” he instructed simply, and as obedient as ever, you felt your walls pulsing as pleasure overtook you.  Not even meaning to, you threw your head back, and he had to hold you tightly to keep you from shaking too violently as the waves of sensation washed over you.

The heat of him spilling inside you warmed you from the inside out, making you smile happily through the fog of your high and intentionally tighten your walls around him.  He hissed and throbbed within you, his fingers digging into your hips now as he held you down against him.

He gave a few more lazy thrusts until finally slowing to a stop, both of you catching your breath eventually.

"My... accountant will be keeping my cock warm for the remainder of the flight," Helmut informed the other men, "I hope you don't mind?

"No, no, go ahead," James approved as his head fell back against his chair.

It was still quite a ways to your final destination so it wasn't much of a surprise that you ended up falling asleep in the Baron's arms, something you used to do every night that had been only a dream for years.  Perhaps this afternoon wasn't the reunion you expected, but it was somehow even more perfect than you could've ever wished for.

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dobrodošla nazad, ljubavi = добродошла назад, љубави = “welcome home, love”

lutka = лутка = “doll”

draga = драга = “dear/beloved”

tako očajno = тако очајно = "so desperate"

tako dobro = тако добро = "so good"

[saintlike78]

How about a fred weasley x reader smut with cokwarming. LOVE you writting

Keep me warm [F.W]

A/N: We love a soft Freddie with some cockwarming, thank you so much for the request!

Pairings: Fred Weasley x Fem! Reader

Words: 1.8k

Warnings: NSFW 16+! Vaginal sex, unprotected sex, cockwarming, slight overstimulation, oral (male receiving), praise, mention of food, fluff. As always lmk if I missed anything.

“Come here, baby,” Fred’s soft voice accompanied by a bend of his pointer finger beckoned you towards him.

You had been standing in the doorway, watching as Fred worked away at bills and paperwork from the shop. He had been going at it for hours and to say that you missed him was an understatement. You had eaten dinner by yourself, watched some muggle television, hugging Fred’s shirt close to your body to get the smallest form of comfort without him present.

But you had decided that if you were quiet enough you could keep him company while he worked and then drag him up to the apartment to ‘keep you company.'

“I promise I’ll be quiet; I just want to be with you,” your voice was small as your feet had placed your body in front of his seated form.

He had turned his chair and spread his legs for you to get in between, his hand instantly finding placement on your hips.

“Aww did you miss me, darling?” He cooed, hands squeezing your hips slightly.

Your own hands had found a place on his face, holding his jaw and scratching subconsciously, causing Fred’s heart to flutter, leaning further into your touch.

“I just hate being up in the apartment when I know you’re here overworking yourself.”

He was almost convinced that your actions were innocent, and you really only wanted to keep him company... that was until he lifted your (his) shirt that reached your mid-thigh, only to be met by your bare cunt. His face went from soft to surprise and lastly, a sly smirk lit up his entire being.

“Is it me you miss or my cock, my needy girl, hmm?” His grin reached from ear to ear as he kept lifting the shirt.

A needy whine left your throat unintentionally causing Fred to chuckle.

“Guess that answered it,” he winked.

“I’m sorry, I know you’re busy... can I wait here with you until you’re finished?” you asked hopefully, still caressing his jaw and cheek with your thumb.

“I’ll do you one better... why don’t you sit here and keep me warm,” he patted his lap, the grin never leaving his face.

You were about to sit when your hips were held in place by Fred’s large hands.

“Since you forgot to wear panties, I don’t want that pretty little cunt of yours to freeze,” he said, reaching a hand down to free his semi-hard cock from the restraints of his trousers, your mouth watering at the sight.

“There... c’mere,” he said as he guided your hips forward.

You crawled onto his lap your thighs spread to straddle his cock. He spat into his hand and pumped himself a couple of times, but not quite satisfied by the wetness; he reached two fingers outrunning them through your soaked folds prompting a small breathy moan to leave your lips. He gathered your arousal on his fingers and spread it on his cock mixing it with his own pre-cum, pumping a few extra times before helping you sink down on him.

His cock stretched you out perfectly, your walls pulsing around him as you adjusted, prompting a small gasp to escape your lips.

Once you were fully sat on him, wiggling around a little to get the most comfortable, your arms found their way around his neck, and you leaned in to press a slow and loving kiss to his beautiful lips. He didn’t hesitate to return the kiss, a small make-out session ensuing, small breathy whimpers leaving your lips every time he moved, the tip of his cock brushing that sweet spot inside of you.

Not long after, he disconnected your lips causing you to whine and pout your lips at him, to which he chuckled.

“I know, my beautiful girl, but the sooner I’m done with work the sooner I can fuck you on this desk,” he grinned and winked, leaning in to kiss your forehead when your pout turned into a small smile, cheeks turning pink from the blush that had formed because of his lewd speech.

You leaned your body forward, chest to chest, your face was hidden in the crook of his neck, your arms holding him tightly against you as he scooted his chair back into place and the sound of the scribbling quill filled the room.

The minutes passed by slowly, much slower than usual, you had concluded. Your walls were pulsing around him, your clit aching to be touched, your body was screaming for you to move, but alas you had to wait. Yet there was something so calming, and fulfilling being connected to Fred in this way, both of you quietly listening to each other��s breathing and just enjoying being with one another in a lovingly intimate way. The quill was working double time, you could tell he was writing much faster than normal, trying to be as quick as possible for you.

He was slowly, mindlessly, stroking up and down the expanse of your back, sometimes settling his hand purposely on your ass, but playing it off as innocent by going right back to stroking your back.

An eternity passed, but your patience was rewarded by the sound of Fred’s quill dropping and the subtle movement of his chair slotting out from being placed right in front of his desk.

He guided your face out, his thumb stroking your cheek and leaning into to kiss you once more.

“You did so good, sat so still… I think you deserve a reward, don’t you, baby?”

You just whimpered and nodded a small ‘please’ leaving your lips as you looked at him with huge pleading eyes. Fred just smiled and reached a hand between the two of you, finding your clit and rubbing slow circles on it, your arousal leaking between the two of you. You moaned at the sensation, his hips still not moving, only his finger worked on your cunt, but already you could feel a small knot forming, your orgasm already approaching. Your cunt squeezing around Fred, his fingers picking up speed bringing you closer to your much-needed release.

“You gonna cum, darling?” Fred asked even though he already knew the answer, your body giving away everything.

“Mhmm… please,” was all you could muster to say between a long moan.

“Go ahead, cum all over my cock.”

With Fred’s permission and encouragement, your body complied, and your orgasm washed over you like a tidal wave, your cunt pulsing with your release. Your breath hitched, you gasped and whimpered as Fred helped you through your orgasm.

“Good girl,” he purred and retracted his fingers.

You didn’t have time to completely fathom what was going on before Fred had lifted himself from the chair and placed you on his desk, his cock never leaving your sensitive cunt. He started thrusting causing a surprised pleasurable moan to fall from your lips. His hands were holding your waist, keeping you in place as he rutted his hips into yours. Leaning forward he captured your lips in his, soaking up all of your small whimpers and whines, reveling in the fact that only he got to see you like this, only he got to experience your neediness because he was the only one, you’d ever be needy for.

You yelped and jumped a little when you felt Fred’s finger back on your clit, rubbing the sensitive nub to bring you to another release. You grabbed onto Fred’s wrist to keep you steady as you bucked your hips to meet his hard thrusts.

“Come on, I know you’ve got another in you,” Fred said, rubbing faster on your clit when he once more felt you tighten around him.

“Freddie… feels so good, gonna cum,” you babbled into his mouth, your eyes rolling to the back of your head.

“I know, my pretty baby, cum for me.”

You did as you were told, not that you could have chosen otherwise, your orgasm much more powerful than the last, your entire body shaking and hips bucking with the force of the release. Fred’s name fell from your lips accompanied by shaky, stuttering, moans.

“So pretty,” he captured your lips in an opened mouth kiss, his hips still snapping forward chasing his own release.

“Fred-die, can I-I suck yo-ur cock, ple-ase,” you pleaded between gasps.

Fred smiled a cocky smile, but nodded, “of course, my love.”

He pulled out and stepped back, stepping out of his trousers that had pooled around his ankles. You shakily got on your feet, Fred’s arms catching you when you nearly toppled over. His arms held you and helped you to your knees in front of him, his red hard cock level with your face. He grabbed a fistful of your hair, creating a make-shift ponytail as his other hand caressed your cheek slowly.

You reached a hand up to grab his cock, fisting a couple of times before letting your jaw go slack and leading his length into your warm waiting mouth. You used your tongue to add pressure as you guided his cock further down your throat, not letting your gag reflex surface as it hit the back of your throat. Using your hand to pump and twist at the base, where your mouth didn’t reach, you felt him twitch. You bobbed your head a couple of times, his moans and grunts spurring you on, loving the sounds.

You retreated your mouth a little and suckled on his tip, your tongue running over the sensitive slit causing a shiver to run through Fred and a stuttered moan to leave his lips.

“Gonna cum, gonna cum right down that beautiful throat,” he moaned, interrupted by a grunt.

Hearing this you took him as far down your throat as you could, prodding a gag to erupt.

“Oh god,” Fred moaned as he came down your throat, the salty liquid gliding into your waiting mouth. You swallowed around him the best you could with his cock still in your mouth, another gag leaving your throat.

He slowly pulled out and hooked his arms under yours as he hoisted you up to stand before him.

“My good girl,” he said as he lifted you to carry you. Your legs wrapped around his hips, holding onto him like a koala as your lips found his again.

“Thank you, Freddie,” you said between kisses, “can we take a bath together,” you asked, looking at him with the best puppy eyes you could muster.

“Of course, we can, baby, and then we can cuddle and watch that muggle movie we talked about the other day.”

You smiled with glee, hugging him close to you as he carried you up the stairs to the apartment.

“Oh, my Gods! Give a warning next time!” George yelled and covered his eyes as Fred carried you through to your room, both of you naked from the waist down.

Fred laughed loudly, you just buried your face into his neck, your face red with embarrassment. “Sorry, Georgie, we forgot.”

“You better clean the office up before I have to work in there tomorrow,” George said sternly before retreating back to his room, bumping into the doorframe because of his covered eyes.

You giggled, “you’re stupid.”

“But you love me anyway,” Fred smirked and kissed the side of your head.

“Yes, I really do.”

Tags: @teenwolfbitches28, @emma67, @autumnandwinteraesthetics,

[chxrrylime]

past 18, cis male reader, keys baby

hmmm, maybe a juicy prompt of Keys trying to be a dom for the first time? experimenting with dirty talk, being demanding, rough but at the same time looking out for the reader? like, it's clear he's looking for validation, see whether or not the reader is into it. gets more and more confident as he sees that the reader is and... there are a lot of fun things that could happen, I'd love to see Keys bending the reader over ;)

from your number one fan <3

↪ 1476 words — 18+ / SMUT — tw for mild cnc roleplay, role reversal, creampies, crying, spanking, mild overstimulation, size kink, mild degradation, spit kink, and man-handling.

Content tags — cis male submissive reader / cis male dominant Keys / penetrative sex, anal sex, sex toys.

You let out a shaky breath as Keys presses up against you from behind, nudging your hips into the counter’s edge. The both of you are just in your boxers. 

He grinds slow but rough little circles against you, his cock already hard despite having come inside you not even ten minutes ago. You’d held him down in bed and ridden him hard and fast, watching as he moaned and squirmed beneath you, eyes glassy. You can still feel his spend swelling at the entrance of your hole, slowly dribbling down to your balls.

His hands grip tight at your waist, holding you in place as he ruts. You groan as he mouths over your neck before he turns you around and shoves you back hard. 

“Keys,” you gasp as he presses against you once again, biting down where your neck meets shoulder, grinding his teeth back and forth along the tendon. 

He flicks his tongue out to lick at your earlobe before letting out a soft breath of his own.

“I-is this okay?” He murmurs, tone unsure yet full of desire. His grip on your waist goes from bruising to hesitant in seconds.

“Yeah, baby, fuck” you huff, rolling your hips forward and grinning as his eyes flutter shut and a small moan escapes from his lips.

He reigns himself in quickly, hands squeezing warningly against you, “don’t. You don’t get to touch me unless I let you,” he says, voice low and a little unsure. It still makes you shiver, cheeks flushing with heat.

Your reaction seems to spur him on. You can feel his cock give a hard kick in his briefs. He turns the both of you, fast enough to catch you off guard, spinning you and forcing you to stumble forward until you collide with the dining table.

It screeches forward a couple of inches at the interruption. One of Keys’ hands moves from your hip to your hair, turning your head and pushing you cheek first into the table, bending you over it. 

You moan, pretending to struggle when he grabs your hands and goes to pull them behind your back. He pauses at how you pull against him though, going a little tense behind you, “are you…? Is this a part of…” he asks, worry lacing his tone. 

“Mhmm,” you hum, wiggling your hips teasingly, “s’that okay, baby?” 

He doesn’t respond, instead yanking your hands taut behind your back, “keep them there,” he instructs, trailing his hands down to your ass.

You whine high in your throat as he brings his palm down against your ass, forcing your hips to rock forward against the hard line of the table. He hooks his fingers in the hem of your briefs and yanks them past your knees.

You moan long and drawn out at the hot press of his cockhead against your hole. He rubs it over your rim, coating his dick with his own sticky cum. 

“S’not gonna fit,” you whine. He gasps quietly behind you, his hips involuntarily bucking forward at your words.

“Sh-shut up,” he murmurs, voice caught between the tone of command he’s attempting to maintain and humorous disbelief. You're still aching from his cock having been in you not too long ago, but it’s always fun to pretend. Plus, if anyone needs their ego stroked, it’s Keys.

He leans forward, forcing you to move your hands as he drapes his body over you, trapping you in place as his cock slides into your used hole. You sob in pleasure as he fills you, your cock dripping pre and aching where it’s caught beneath your tummy and the cold, smooth wood of the finished dining table.

“Pl-please,” your voice cracks, hands clawing at the edge of the table. You’re begging for more, but you know how it sounds, and he groans low and deep right against your ear. 

You feel him shift, planting his feet before he begins to thrust into you. He wastes no time in setting a brutal pace, balls slapping against your own and hole squelching wetly as he pushes his own cum out around his cock. 

You moan and cry—too loudly, apparently, as his hand comes up to cover your mouth, his pointer and middle finger slipping past your lips and pressing down against your tongue.

“You’re gonna come—just from this, okay?” He breathes out, hips starting to falter and stutter before he’s forced to set a slower but just as brutal pace. He’s never been very in shape, but you don’t mind, the new angle dragging over your prostate on each push in and each pull out.

“Mmnf!” You keen around his fingers, nodding. Your whimpers, high and throaty, are muffled by his hand. You can feel drool dripping unbidden from the corners of your mouth, collecting at the tip of your chin and falling to the table beneath you.

Keys licks messily at your cheek, adding to the mess, smearing his saliva all over your face—it’s almost humiliating. You feel defiled by it all, by his cock reaching deep inside you, pushing his own spend around within your walls, covering you in his spit. You’ve never been so turned on in your life.

It’s almost like he reads your mind, panting hotly against your cheekbone as he speaks.

“Knew you’d like this,” he bites back a whine as you clench around him, the both of you dangerously close to coming, “you’re just a… a cockslut,” he grunts.

The words send molten heat down your spine to your balls and the base of your dick. Your brain buzzes, suddenly overwhelmed with a wave of euphoria as you come, throwing your head back against his shoulder with a drawn-out shout, once again muffled by his hand. 

It’s maybe the first time you’ve come before Keys—unintentionally, at least. 

You whimper and whine as he straightens, the cool air of the room brushing over the heated flesh of your back, making you shiver. He grips your hips and pounds into you with a new fervor. Your hole is sore and achy from the overuse and you squirm in his grasp, earning you another slap to your ass that has you gasping.

You clench around him involuntarily at the pain and he shoves into you one final time, nearly rising onto his tiptoes to get as deep as possible. He hisses through his teeth before coming with a low groan. You can feel him filling you up with how sensitive you’ve become, his spend hot and sticky within your walls. 

He holds you still until the last spurt of cum leaves his cock, pulling his softening prick out of you with a content sigh. You whine at the bubbling feeling of his cum collecting at your entrance in an attempt to escape. 

He presses his thumb over your hole, keeping any from dripping out.

“Hold on, I have an idea,” he says, voice light and casual—back to normal, “hold it in. Don’t move.”

You grunt in response. You’re not sure you could even if you wanted to, cock and limbs limp against the tabletop, head swimming. You hear him shuffle his boxers back on, followed by the pattering of his footsteps.

He’s only gone for a few moments. He places a hand on your ass, purposely pressing against the reddening handprint he left to make you whine at the sting.

You make a surprised little moan as he presses something cold and blunt against your hole. It gives easily, popping into you. 

Your soft cock gives a weak but valiant kick as you realize he just put a plug in you. You clench around it subconsciously, groaning at how it ruts up against your prostate. 

He smooths his hands across your ass cheeks. You vaguely expect him to ask if it’s okay with you, despite already having done it, just like he usually does.

Instead, he hums thoughtfully, letting his thumb trail down to press against the base. You moan, hips rocking back and forth, body unsure of whether or not it wants to press towards or away from the stimulation.

“I wonder how many loads I could put in you,” he says lowly, voice surprisingly confident—almost a purr.

He pulls you up by your shoulders, holding you to his chest as your legs wobble and shake and your thighs quiver. He presses kisses to the side of your head with a self-satisfied smile.

“Keys,” you mumble quietly, voice a little slurred. You feel delirious, almost, “please!”

You can feel the rush of air rustle your hair as he huffs a laugh, turning your head towards him to capture your wet lips in a slow, methodical kiss, his glasses—which he’s still wearing—digging against your cheeks.

He pulls away, only an inch or so as he looks into your pupil-blown, half-lidded eyes.

“Let’s go take a shower.”

[dazey-aceie]

Hey! Can I request dabi, Hawks and shigaraki with a reader who has ADHD? (Separately) If not that's okay I understand not everyone is comfortable with writing about certain things! Have a good day! ❤❤❤

“LOV” with a s/o with ADHD

✎ Characters: Dabi, Shigaraki, Keigo Hawks

☁︎Fluff (slight angst)

⚠︎ Warnings: Mentions of mental illness, cussing

ꕤ Notes: I tried my best to show different form of ADHD, because everyone experiences it differently. Not all forms are the stereotypical way shown in most media. I did try my best with this, doing my best to research the topic! I really do I hope i was able to actually identify and show as simplified form of ADHD, constructive criticism is always appreciated.

Dabi

You were sitting in the LOV lair, discussing your next game-plan for dealing with the heros. You were seated by a stereotypical round table, and old rusted metal chairs. The smell of tobacco and heavy alcohol whafted around, dancing and singing carefree.

The etasing tone of the ventilators and heater hummed as ideas were exchanged. It seemed like story sharing time in elementary school. Jokes and not-so-nice puns directed at the heroes were thrown out left and right. A smokey feel was draped over the room, and the creaking of the chairs seemed to softly echo, bouncing off your friends’ voices.

You were seated, silently enjoying the childish banted being passed back and forth, but your mind hadn’t seemed to set yet. It was racing with so many ideas and plans, but you couldn’t seem to get anything out. It was so much at once that you were just in a frozen state of mind. You quietly let out a huff, as you gently removed your boyfriend's hand from your thigh, and stood up. You pushed in your chair, almost tripping over your own feet as you quietly made your way to the back wall.

The conversation had started to die down, curious as to what was happening. Or rather, what you were doing. Dabi had experienced this many times, knowing that you were overstimulated, and this was your subconscious way of coping. You had lost most communication skills, and were in your own bubble. You rubbed the coarse tiles of the bricks, softly letting your senses explore as you slowly slid your back down against the wall until you were seated in the corner, your knees pointed upwards to the dim ceiling light.

The fan was buzzing, as it quickly rotated. You closed your eyes, slowly drifting to your own little mindset, falling in further and further. Soon the real world had seemed like only a distant memory, almost like a dream. It felt so far away, almost unreal. You began recalling memories of the LOV, UA… All Might, Endeavor… Your boyfriend. Dabi. Each merry seemed to fall deeper than you had, except for one that lingered. Dabi. He slowly got up from the table, walking over to you, careful not to spook you, as he also sat down beside you.

“Hmmm, hey y/n..” He spoke, quietly, a rare gentle tone overtaking his voice.

“...hm…”You slowly opened your eyes, but you weren’t exactly back yet.

“How about we go get some icecream?”

No response, as you just quietly looked at him, slowly blinking your eyes. Dabi still wasn’t exactly 100% sure as to touch you or not yet, as he didn’t want to worsen the over stimulation, so he just settled for sitting there next to you quietly, as he signaled for everyone else to resume their previous conversations.

Dabi wasn’t a gentle person by nature, well of recently, but he would show that side to you, especially when you needed it. He would be there just sitting if that’s all you needed. As you slowly floated back down to Earth, as he waited for your landing.

Shigaraki

The day had been busy. Dealing with heros and all the problems that unfold with all that. Another days plans foiled, yet again, so you knew Shiggy would be riled up. How could he not be? And the only way he could destress who be to play a RPG in which the villains win, fantasizing about his glorious victory.

Rages of profanities could be heard coming from his room. The LOV was concerned, really. You were seated in his room on his bed, just fidgeting with the joysticks of your switch. You were playing a game of your choice for the past 15 minutes but you were losing interest.

“Ah, shit! Fucking pieces of- I’m gonna blow your dick off!”

oh

The room had an airy feel, even with shigaraki and his little doom and gloom corner. It smelt of mango from a candle that was lit to cover the smell of cigarettes. It eh after through, fighting to become more present, as the flame danced slightly, teasing as to burn the whole place down. You got up, as your feet gave up listening to common sense, and you made your way over to your raging boyfriend.

You walked over, as he was clearly angry, and laid your head atop his, pulling at his hair lightly, he barely felt it so he didn’t notice at first.

You began to pull harder then your hand abrupted stopped, you did a twirl and walked over to display cases on the side of the room. They were filled with figures and collectibles, and you stopped to look at each and every single one of the hundreds. Slowly walking around, examining every single detail. You counted the light patterns on a character's cloak, or the number of spikes each hedgehog had. You counted the amount of each color that was in the case, and you counted up the amount of how much each character you liked on a scale of 1-10. Your brain to find some way to occupy itself. So your subconscious took notes of everything you saw, keeping it stored for who knows how long.

You turned on your heels and headed back to your boyfriend who seemed to have calmed down a bit. You placed a plush from his bed on his head, and then you kissed both the plush and his head, Shiggy realized that you were having a moment in your mind, so he let you continue in however way your brain needed an outlet.

He sat through you lightly tugging his hair, and you braiding small sections. And chuckled as he heard you humming songs from shows you watched in your childhood, after 15ish minutes he turned in his swivel chair to face you, and without any words shared you sat on his lap, creating a perpendicular section. One of his arms was behind your back, the other was seated in your lap as you began to fight with that. He sighed, putting his head in the crook of your neck, muttering a small “i love you” before resting in the now peaceful silence. Quiet contrary to before.

Hawks

“You got that y/n?”

“Hm..?”

“You didn’t listen did you?” Hawk sighed, a chuckle escaping him.

“No… I’m sorry! Tell me one more time, please.”

“It’s fine, love. What I said was that I’m going to go shopping for groceries, Ill be back in a bit, okay?”

It was small little things like that that became reoccuring things. Simple little slip ups, or mistakes that happened quite frequently. And you hated it.

You couldn’t listen when you were given important information to deliver to the rest of the pro heros, you couldn’t pay attention in meetings, you were considered the “hit first think later” kind of hero.

Sometimes you’d wonder if you were even cut out to be a hero, yeah you made it this far, but how long could you keep it up for? And with Keigos background life and friends, things didn’t seem as simple as you were told they would be. You weren’t organized with your notes, you let little mistakes and errors slip, ones that could’ve been easily stopped.

But no matter what, Hawks never lost patience with you. When you would get frustrated and let your anger get the best of you, he would be there to calm you down, and help you out to make things simpler for you. If your mind ever got too overwhelmed, he’d be there to let all of the world and it’s struggles slowly slip away.

When you’d zone out to a world of your own, Keigo would be there, holding out a loving hand. Your temper would get out of hand quite frequently, but he never got upset or raised his voice. You’d be frustrated over mission reports and couldn’t seem to recall everything that happened, but Keigo was there to calm your nerves.

No, he wouldn’t do your work for you, you both were heros, you could handle yourselves, but knew exactly what to do and say so you could refresh your mind and get back to work.

“Ugh!” You groaned, having reread the same paragraph over 9 times, clearly getting frustrated.

Hawks slowly got up and shut the windows, blocking out any external sounds, and he grabbed you your glass of water handing it to you, a smile adorning his features.

“…Thank you, Babe.” You said, a bit dazed, but thankful nonetheless.

He sat down next to you, grabbing his laptop as he hagan working on his own agency's work. You felt yourself slipping away, slowly, you began to lose touch as your head plopped itself on Keigos shoulder. You still had your pencil in hand as you left your work messing with that instead, slowly turning it over and over on all of its polygonal sides. Your leg that was once bouncing rapidly began to slow down, as you feel into a state of relaxation, and that to a state of sleep. The clicking of the keys wasn’t too much, and your environment around you was calming enough to let your mind rest. And there by your side was your loving boyfriend, ready at all times to help you out. Words couldn’t express just how much you meant to him, only actions could.

This was actually the first time I’ve ever written for all 3 of these characters, so I do hope that I did them justice lol

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