#safeword

[classysushi]

[mrsmikaelsxn]

Safeword

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pairing: harry potter x female reader

warnings: smut, use of safeword, dom harry, rough sex, a sprinkle of jealousy, maybe possessiveness idk

summary: harry gets a little too rough and you have to use the safeword, harry feels super worried and guilty and gives you sweet aftercare - requested by @pklmngvb

a/n: IMPORTANT - i don't think i have mentioned this in my other oneshots but in all the oneshots with smut, the characters are aged up! the reader and character are above eighteen! anyway, thanks for the request, i hope you enjoy :)

song: you get me so high - the neighbourhood

You were straddled on Harry's lap as he kisses you roughly. He grips your waist and pulls you closer to him, if that was even possible. His tongue explores your mouth for what feels like the millionth time. Your hands play with his hair since you know he enjoys that.

Harry was angry today since no one believed him when he said the ministry was hiding things from everyone. He even saw a newspaper Ron showed him where he is called 'The Boy Who Lies'.

You two got to where you are now when he saw some guy trying to hit on you, although you were completely oblivious to this and just thought he was being nice. That was when he snapped.

Harry breaks the kiss and flips you both over, your clothes are already thrown on the floor and so are his. He brings his mouth back to yours before pulling back so his lips were brushing against yours. "Mm, who do you belong to, love?"

He trails his hand down your stomach and as you go to speak, he presses his thumb onto your clit. You let out a moan and he raises an eyebrow. "Hm, I couldn't quite understand that. Who do you belong to?"

"Y-you," you say breathlessly as he rubs his thumb in slow circles.

"Good girl," he kisses you. His teeth softly bite your bottom lip and pull on it. You continue to let out moans against his mouth as increases the pressure of his finger on you

His mouth leaves yours and goes down your jaw to your neck. He sucks and licks at the skin. Your hands tug a bit harder on his hair at the pleasure. Your back arches up a bit but he puts his hand on your stomach and pushes it down. "Keep your back down," he ordered. He grins against your neck and his teeth graze your skin, causing you to shiver.

His lips leave your neck and he kneels down. He licks his lips seeing how wet you are. "Is this all for me, sweetheart?"

"Mhm, all- for you," your head presses back against the pillow as he glides his hand up your thigh.

He slides a finger through your folds and then sucks on it. His eyes roll a bit at the taste. He looks up at you with lust filled eyes and his gets back up. He flips you over so you are on your stomach.

He bent an arm to snake under your stomach, and pushed up. You are now on the bed on your knees with him behind you. His hands then went down to the inside of your thighs.

He places his hands on your knees and spreads them apart. You blush, feeling very exposed to him. You feel yourself growing wetter as his fingers go back to your slit. "Harry," you whimper.

"What is it, darling?"

"Please, I need you," you say.

Instead of replying he takes away his finger and places a hand on your hip. You jolt a bit when you feel the hot head of his cock against your entrance.

Without any warning, he slammed into you roughly. You let out a loud moan and drop your head. He tightly grips your hip and his head falls back as he groans.

He picks of his pace and you start to feel uncomfortable. You shake your head and try to suck up the bit of pain. He reaches down to you and grabs your hair with one hand, pushing your face onto the pillow, not too hard.

Harry somehow goes harder than before and you feel your eyes water at the growing pain in your stomach. You bite your lip hard and all you can do at the second is whimper, which isn't heard by Harry because of the moans emitting from him. “Merlin” he groans, clenching his eyes shut.

“H-harry," you say. "St-stop," you grip the sheets.

He is too deep in pleasure to hear you quiet pleas. You start to cry against the pillow and you remember the safe word Harry came up with.

"Q-quidditch!"

Harry's movements halt and he looks down at you. He sees tears coming from your eyes and he quickly pulls out of you, gently flipping you over so you are on your back.

"Love? Love, are you alright?" Harry starts to panic as he watches you cry. His heart breaks watching your pained expression.

"M-my stomach, it hurts," you hold your stomach with your arms trying to stop the pain that is now slowly going away.

"I-I'm so sorry, darling. I didn't mean to. I-I was just-" Harry rambles on.

You shake your head and he frowns. "It's okay Harry," you whisper.

"It's not okay, sweetheart. I hurt you, and I'm sorry." He brings his face towards yours and starts to pepper your face with the gentlest kisses, as if you were going to break under his lips. "I" kiss "love" kiss "you" kiss "so" kiss "much," he leaves one last gently kiss on your lips.

"I love you, too," you look at him and brush some hairs from his forehead.

"Are you feeling any better?"

"Somewhat," you smile weakly at him. He goes and gets off the bed, heading towards the bathroom.

"I'll be right back, love. I'm just going to get you a warm bath ready," he tells you.

About two minutes later, he comes back and gently carries you to the bathtub. He softly places you into the tub and goes in, sitting behind you.

He starts to wash your body and hair as he whispers the sweetest words to you and continues to apologize while leaving light kisses on your shoulder.

After the bath is done, he carries you to the bed again and dries the both of you with a spell. He grabs a new pair of underwear that was in your drawer in his room, and grabs one of his shirts.

He helps you change into the clothes and he throws on some boxers and a shirt. Harry climbs into the bed where you were laying under the blanket. He goes under it too and wraps his arm around you to pull you into his chest.

He rubs a hand up and down your arm as your eyes flutter shut. "Goodnight, angel, I love you," he whispers against your hair and kisses your head.

"Night, Harry, I love you, too," you whisper back.

[scarletevening]

red [ keegan p. russ ]

i want him to rub my scalp and kiss my forehead while we bathe together. did not beta read [never do] :p cw: suggestive, angst+comfort, fluff, safeword, overstimulation, crying, fem! reader, aftercare.

His hips slammed relentlessly into yours, a bruising pace lighting small fires to your poor skin, leaving it flushed and sore. you whined and whimpering into his shoulder, your back squeezed against the drywall of your living room, Keegan's chest pressing against your perky nipples. Your thighs trembled as they limply wrapped around his waist. It was sticky, it was wet, it was messy, it was too much. Your head spun from how much he pulled from you, how far he pushed himself while moaning your name. You pant, barely enough time between the moments his lips are pressed to your to whisper, "Red!" Exasperated and weak, your body limp in his arm, trembling hands clinging to his uniform jacket, your eyes stared up at his, blown wide in emotion. His were as well, his rough hands loosening their vicious grip. Yours, so desperate and fearful, it made Keegans heart ache, his eyes filled with surprise, fear he hurt you, fear he hurt the wife he fought everyday to come home to, fear. You murmured his name, your lips trembling as the words escaped, something he quickly shushed you for, "Do not. Do not apologize." His breath was caught in his throat, struggling to make up the air he lost. Keegan held you close, keeping your weak legs wrapped around his waist. You shivered in his arms, his large hands splayed across your back as he presses you against him, cooing in your ear softly. Keegan lets you down onto your legs, still to wobbly to hold yourself up as you lean into his figure. Dried tears stain your cheeks as you nuzzle into him, free hand moving to gentle rub the flush fat of your cheeks. He was so gentle, his voice so quiet as if speaking normally would scare you, almost as though you were a wounded animal, "I'm so sorry, sweetie, so fuckin' sorry." His voice echoed with sincere pain, his gray eyes swirling with worry. You hum weakly, throat aching as you croaked, "S' too much..." His heart swells, his eyes softening as he gently separates his body from yours. he coos, softly pushing hair from your face. Keegan holds you close, his ears hones in on the sounds of your shallow breathing, heart thumbing so hard he could feel it as he pressed his fingertips into your soft flesh. "I'm sorry," He rubbed your teary cheeks, the sight of your eyes flooded with suffering making him angry, angry at himself, "Thank you, thank you for being honest." Keegan whispers, as though he hasn't said that too many times to count in the past, "I'm so sorry." He holds your head in both his hands, murmuring apology after apology into the crown of your skull. He lets you weep into his shoulder, your trembling hands clawing at his skin as you babble. He coos, letting your aching body release its tension in his arms, his racing heart taking no break until the tears in your eyes come to a stop. Rubbing your cheeks, Keegan presses his forehead to yours, then his nose, then his lips in a gentle kiss. You couldn't help it but giggle as his stubble rubbed against your face, his lips still muttering praise as if he's trying to imprint it onto your skin. Your hands cupping Keegan's face as your puffy eyes fill up with gratitude, "Thank you for keeping me safe." He smiles, chuckling as you add on, "now, bathe me." "Of course, your majesty."

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crying and sobbing on the floor.

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[applejuicefruit]

Using safeword duruing sex with Erling Haaland

This was a bit challenging to write haha I hope you like it!!

Erling Haaland x reader

Safeword

The moment the word escaped your lips everything stopped. You’ve never used your safeword with Erling before so he was both shocked and terrified when he heard that word. Erling knows he can be a lot, he’s always gentle and careful with you, never forcing you to anything you don’t want to do. He always prioritise your pleasure over his.

At the beginning of the relationship you both agreed of having a safeword in case anything happened but in more than a year you’ve never used it. He wasn’t being rough but it was getting all too much for you. You already came three times and he was looking forward to make you come a fourth time. It got to the point where the pleasure became pain and you couldn’t handle it. So you used your safeword, wanting everything to stop.

He immediately pulled out of you and cursed himself when you whimpered at the sensation of him pulling out, clearly a sign that your body was aching and hurting.

“Princess can you look at me?” he asked you when he saw your face and your eyes both shut. You slowly opened your eyes letting a few tears fall. His heart broke at the sight of you, being so scared and vulnerable.

“I’m so sorry…” you sobbed not being able to look at him

“No no…baby it’s okay, you did so good I’m so proud of you for using the safeword…” he said gently wiping your tears away “can you tell me what’s wrong please? Did I hurt you?” he begged you

“No…it was-it was too much…I wasn’t feeling pleasure anymore and everything started to ache…I’m sorry Erling” you explained not being able to stop crying

“Shh it’s okay baby, there’s nothing to be sorry about okay? You did so good honey” he comforted you “would you like to take a bath?” he asked and you nodded.

He left, going to the bathroom to prepare the bathtub and filling it with your favorites shampoos and perfumes. He came a few minutes later, while you calmed down and stopped crying. He picked you up and gently set you in the bathtub, him not joining you, scared you maybe didn’t want him.

“You can join to baby…” you said taking his hand and led him into the bathtub. He positioned himself behind you and began to clean your body. He gently massaged your back and your shoulders, cleaning your breast and going down to clean between your things. He stopped but you said he could go forward. You hissed a bit when his hands touched you there, still sensitive from the moment before.

“I’m sorry” he said when he saw you hissing

“It’s fine…I’m just a little bit sensitive” you explained and he nodded. You spent more than ten minutes in the bath, comforting each others and you eventually falling asleep in his arms.

The water turned cold so Erling gently picked you up and put you in his clothes, letting you rest on the bed while he got ready too. He came next to you and saw you slightly awake.

“I didn’t want to hurt you…” he said, his arms around your body and your head on his chest

“I know Erling…it wasn’t you, I just got a little bit overwhelmed…” you said looking at him with tired eyes

“I know but still-“ he tried to speak but you stopped him, knowing he was feeling guilty

“You didn’t hurt me Erling…you took care of me when I needed it the most, I love you so much baby, don’t bring yourself down please” you told him and he nodded.

He gently stroke your hair while you were falling asleep again, him following you a couple of minutes after.

[call-me-a-simp]

Heal My Wounds

Yes Please Mami (Part 14)

Rhea Ripley x Reader

Tw: physical and sexual abuse, toxic relationship, selfharm, eating disorder

Summary: You are in a toxic relationship with an abusive man but manage to run away. A tall, black haired woman picks you up from the streets just in time so your ex doesn't get you. But who is she and why does she seem so familiar to you? As you get to know each other you start to notice weird feelings you never had before whenever she's around.

"Ohh but don't complain if you can't walk anymore afterwards" she groans. "Wanna bet? I've been through a lot and I was always able to walk afterwards"

"Hey, don't joke about it, it's not funny. You don't want to mess with me" she let's out a little laugh and her voice is deeper than usual. Normally it would scare you but right now it's just sexy as hell.

"I don't think the bath you ran will be used today" she laughs and sets you back down. "I don't care, I want you now" you groan and kiss her.

"Oh shit I like this side of you" Rhea moans and drags you to the bedroom. She pushes you down onto the bed and straddles you.

"You sure you want this?" she asks. "Hell yeah" you say and pull her down for a kiss again. It's filled with so much passion it makes you wanna melt.

You scoot up a bit to rest your head on the pillows and Rhea continues to kiss down your jawline, moving to your neck and upper body.

"What's your safeword?" she mumbles in between kisses. "What's a safeword?" you ask, your back arching upwards towards Rhea's lips.

"A safeword is a word or any other sign that let's me know I crossed a line and need to stop immediately" she breathes out against your skin, making you shiver.

"o- kay then I'll go wi- ith fox" you say trying to hold back your moans. "alright, fox it is" Demi hums against your tummy.

"Fuck Rhea stop teasing me, please" you squirm under her touch. "You want me so bad?" she looks up at you and smirks.

"Ye- yes please" she gives you a crooked smile "then beg for Mami" she grins. "I hate to do that but okay.." you sigh.

"Please Mami, please fuck me I want you so bad Mami, please" You try your best to satisfy her, keeping eye contact the whole time until Rhea gives in.

"Spread those beautiful legs of yours baby" she groans. You do as she told you to and she gently kisses up your thigh at first.

"Rheaa" you groan "please stop teasi-" you're cut off by Rhea thrusting a finger in you and licking your clit at the same time.

"Oh dear lord" your body tenses up and you grip onto the bedsheets "fuck yes" you breathe out. "You like that you little whore?" she smirks. "Look at Mami"

You look at her and keep eye contact as she keeps thrusting in and out of you making you moan loudly.

"Fuck Rhea- you were right- this really is *gasp* the best sex I ever had" you try to say during your moans.

"Bet I can make it even better" Rhea says and adds another finger. She continues to lick your clit, her free hand gliding gently over your body.

She slides it up your leg, slowly trailing up your lower abdomen, resting it on your hip for a little while and gently squeezing it before moving on to one of your boobs.

During that she never slowed down her thrusts or stopped licking you. "God I- I think I'm gonna cum" you moan.

"Too bad, cause you won't cum unless I tell you to" she groans against your pussy. You feel the vibration it causes.

"Mami please, I don't think I can hold it any longer" you squirm. "hmm then cum for me little slut" she hums and you release all over her hand.

You're panting heavily. Rhea licks off her fingers and gently runs her tongue all the way up from your pussy to your jawline and kisses you.

"You really know how to make good surprises" she whispers. You smile, still breathing a little heavy. "Thank you Rhea"

"What for? Making you feel so good?" she smirks. "That too" you grin "No what I actually meant was, for giving me the time I needed, not pushing me anywhere you know?"

She chuckles "I know, you're welcome" she mutters and kisses you again. "I love you y/n, thank you for making my day" you both smile at each other.

"I love you too" you reply. You raise your arm a little to signal her you want to cuddle.

She lays down half next to, half on top of you, and rests her head on your chest. One of her legs between yours, clinging onto you.

You wrap your arm around her and hold her tight. "I love you" you mutter and kiss her on the head.

She just hums in response, making you chuckle silently. "poor baby's too tired to speak" you whisper and kiss her again.

She takes you free hand and you intertwine your fingers, slowly drifting off to sleep.

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I decided to not let you suffer any longer you needy little whores. Enjoy part 14 ;)

Taglist:@babybatlover @legit9thlunaticwarrior @thatonepansexual2000

[rubberforfun]

What's your safeword?

@500cafebangkok

[guiltyidealist]

Normalize the use of safewords in nonsexual settings too

[junibb]

safeword/code♡

i like to use a variant of the stoplight system that i created, which i call the extended color system! i like this because it gives me an easy way to communicate not only when i want to stop something, but also when i want to tweak the direction of the scene a little without breaking character to talk about it.

🔴 red: this one is pretty obvious- stop everything and start aftercare.

🟠 orange: between yellow and red, meaning don't do what you just tried, but continue the scene

🟡 yellow: another one from the stoplight system- slow down or ease up with whatever it is you're doing

🟢 green: again, obvious- all good, keep going!

🔵 blue: this is like a 'green plus', it means do more of this thing, rather than less. more, harder, etc

🟣 purple: this one is a little different, it means i want you to be a little rougher or meaner

⚪️ pink: this is the counterpart to purple, it means be softer or nicer!

🛑 this one is special for using on this blog. if i use this one, it is a warning that if you continue what you're doing, i will block you.

[askvanco]

What’s the safe word ? 🤭

[hold-him-down]

🐧Do they have a safe word? What is it

(For Luke and Leo… separately or together, whatever you feel :))

"Literally from... like, really early on, Luke was trying various forms of 'safewords'. He tried to give me one sometime within the first month or so–"

Luke's jaw drops, faux indignation coloring his expression. "I was trying to be supportive. The 'no' thing wasn't catching traction, and I had a million people giving me advice, and one night this guy I met at a bar invited me back to his place for drinks and I had a couple too many and starting waxing poetic about consent and failure to gain consent and failure to gain trust and– I think he thought I was talking about something I wasn't, and told me to try a safe-word, and I was just so fucking desperate–"

Leo smiles, looking down at his lap. "I didn't know that," he says. He sneaks a peek at Luke. "Were you upset with me?"

Luke, well practiced at this particular line of questioning, immediately shakes his head. "I wasn't upset with you," he says. "It was just hard, those first couple months. You know how hard I was trying, I'd have done anything to help make you more comfortable." His words trail off, drawing them both into a comfortable silence.

"Sexually, though?" Leo eventually says, the realization that no one has moved on to the next question dawning on him. "It was kind of a peripheral worry from the moment things starting getting more comfortable. By the time things turned romantic at all, which was... several years after everything went down, we had a well established safeword for any time I needed things to immediately stop, and that just bled into the evolution of our relationship."

"It's changed a couple times over the years," Luke says. "We keep going back to the first one, which was parar, or 'stop,' in Spanish. At that time, we never spoke in Spanish to each other. But then, at some point, we started teasing each other in Spanish, and eventually it became something that wouldn't be out of the realm of normal for us to say outside of the context of a safe-word, so we changed it. Then changed it a few more times, but like I said, we keep circling back to it."

[underlust-revisited]

Hey Sans! What is working at Grillby’s like, and what’s your favorite part of the job?

[khruschevshoe]

Lucius, Pete, and Izzy (intimacy arc)

If you were church

I'd get on my knees

Confess my love, I'd know where to be

My sanctuary, you're holy to me

If you were church, yeah, I'd get on my knees

-Fall Out Boy, Church

Izzy knows this will go well. Not only has he never used a safeword before, he trusts these two men with all he has. He's never going to have to use a safeword in this room.

There's just one obstacle to that principle: Lucius is starting the ties at Izzy's feet.

And that presents an immediate and unavoidable problem: there is a god in Izzy's room, at Izzy's feet, and he is about to secure Izzy to his bed for a sacrifice.

Izzy doesn’t want to ruin things. He doesn’t want to break this moment, this mood that has been so carefully cultivated for months. He doesn’t want Lucius and Pete to think that he doesn’t trust them.

But when Lucius goes to tie his feet to the bed, it does not matter that it is with his old neckerchief, soft to the touch, easily tearable. It does not matter that there is a teasing glint in his eye. It does not matter that this is Lucius, who Izzy trusts with his life and his heart as much as he does Pete.

It matters that Lucius the sea god has his hand on Izzy's remaining foot, his palm coming too close, far too close, to the toes that Izzy once gave to a god who demanded them.

-aletterinthenameofsanity, all my love and terror balanced there between those eyes

So, I'm an asexual lesbian. I very much should be the last person interested in reading the M-rated fic about the gay polyamorous triad. I even hesitated on reading it initially, thinking that it wouldn't be something I'm interested in.

And YET. I found myself captivated by this one. The actual sex of the fic is mostly implied (though the few explicit lines are well-written) and the fic focuses far more on the process of safewording and how the characters handle that, the level of trust between them, and how aftercare is necessary for all parties involved. It is a really good exploration of how trauma can affect intimacy and how healthy Pete, Izzy, and Lucius are in addressing and working with issues/triggers when they arise. Also, it's tender. I know I use that word a lot in these descriptors, but it's true. The love and tenderness really bleeds through so much of this series (it might be why I like it so much).

@possumsmushroom @yuenity @polikate

[mons-immortalium-if]

I think my MC's safeword is gonna be his true name.

Living life on the edge, I see. Good, good, you're in the right place. 🔥👅🐍 I might add some categories for safewords, like true name, favorite fruit, and stuff like that 🤔